#I'M DEVOURING THIS LIKE I HAVEN'T EATEN IN DAYS

[lizzie-tempest]

THIS IS AMAZING!

I had so much fun drawing these. Bless whoever came up with this gorgeous crossover

[azziesbattybaddie]

Lady in red

Kinktober day 1 - First time/blood play

Vamp!Rhysand x reader

Rhys is always carful with you and absolutely never drinks from you, but when you finally decided to spend your first night together Rhys has some trouble controlling his hunger for you.

Word count: 1.2k

Requested: no

Warnings: smut(obviously), P in V, no protection(wrap it before you tap it guys), blood play, language, insinuated oral F receiving, vampire Rhysand(he is his own warning)

Content: 🔥

Author's note: so I've decided that I will be participating in kinktober this year but make it solely Acotar. This is day 1 so I'm super excited to start this year! Enjoy!

AN #2: oh look at that I'm already late posting, fyi I am in the middle of moving right now so if I miss a day or Im late posting I apologize but Imma try my best.

"you always look beautiful, y/n darling, but cauldron do you look absolutely radiant right now..."

Rhys stood at the doorway his hand nestled in his pockets as he leaned on the frame and simply admired your barley covered figure. You had waited for him upstairs laying under the sheets naked and waiting. you were still a virgin and you wanted your first time to be special so you decided to wait until you were really feeling the mood.

You had went with Rhys and his brothers to the gym today which is the reason you decided that tonight would be the night after seeing your boyfriend shirtless and dripping sweat as he sparred with his younger brother. The whole day you couldn't keep your mind off of wanting to lick your way from his distinct V-line to his neck. Obviously you hadn't realized that being immortal, means extended stamina and shit if I wasn't hot as fuck seeing Rhys keep moving for so damn long.

You laid under the thin sheets of your boyfriend's bed, laying bare as you waited for him to cross the room. He stalked forward as his eyes looked down your barley covered form as if he could see straight through the thin material. You leaned back on your hands and pushed your chest out with false confidence as the white fabric fell away from your chest.

Rhysand's eyes darked and stared at your exposed breasts and before taking a deep breath, dragging his eyes up to yours and lifting a knee to the bed as he crawled to you, his large frame coming to hover over you.

"as much as I want to absolutely devour you at the moment," he took a deep breath and closed his eyes taking a large inhale through his nose. "I haven't eaten in a few days and the last thing I want to do is lose control with you..."

Even though he was trying to talk himself out of taking you right then and there his body betrayed him. His hands found your waist, pulling the sheet down you expose more of your body to him. His eyes roamed over you as if he were thinking of all the things he wanted to to to you before twining his hand in the back of your hair and pulling your lips to his. His mouth was hot on yours and he pulled your body up to straddle his kneeling thighs, your lips still tangled with his. His scent filled your nose. He smells like old books and spices and leather.

"Rhys please, I trust you." You wrap your arms around his neck and grind yourself down on his lap desperately. Rhys growls as he looks down at your naked self. Gripping your waist as he guides your hips to rock against him again. The zipper of his pants, strained against his hardening cock, rubs deliciously against your clit.

You rake your hands down his chest and start trying to tear at his buttons. As soon as the honey tan skin of his stomach is revealed you shove him onto his back lightly and straddle his hips properly. You lean over him and cup his face in both hands before kissing him as tenderly as you can.

"I trust you..." You innunciante each word in hopes of convincing him to take your and stop worrying about his control. You felt his hands run up your skin and settle on your waist before your flipped on your back at an inhuman speed that made your head spin. You felt it before you registered what he had done exactly but you felt the head of him running over your slit gently.

"Look at me, darling I need you to promise me that if it hurts your going to tell me. Do you understand?" You nod your head furiously as your eyes are locked on the top of his cock barely dipping into your heat before returning. You felt like you were on fire watching but a hand gripped your chin firmly and tilted your head up to meet purple eyes. "Words, my love. I need you to use your words. Do you understand?"

"Yes Rhys, I understand ah-" you were cut off, barely getting the words out before you felt him start to sink into you. He buried his face in your neck and you felt the tiniest pricks of something sharp as he left open mouthed kisses in his wake, trying to distract you from any discomfort.

You bury your fingers in his hair tussling the locks and you feel him scratching you out. It bordered on pain but it felt so good at the same time that you hardly noticed. After a moment he bottomed out with a growl and withdrew himself before burying himself to the hilt again and licking a stripe from the valley of your breasts to your ear, nibbling on the lobe.

Rhys could feel and hear your heartbeat start to thunder in your veins and he picked up the pace. You could feel him, running your hands over his tense muscles as he thrusted unto you at a fast but gentle pace. You lock your ankles behind his back and arch your chest into him as he starts to hit a new angle.

You were lost in him. His smell, the feel of his skin, just the feel of him, it was all too much and not enough at the same time. You were begging for him too keep going, every thrust of his cock set fire to you body and you could feel a somewhat familiar burn starting to consume your stomach. That tugging in your abdomen every time the ridge of his cock rubbed against your clit as he pulled out to the top only to sink in again was maddening.

You were starting to teater on the edge your orgasm approaching at a startling pace. You tried to rock your hips against his, the bedframe creaking from your effort. The feeling of fire burning it's way through you was about to burst and you heard rhys mutter a curse to himself before a sharp pain radiated in the side of your neck. He pushed your hips down on the bed so he could drill into you as his fangs sank deep into your soft flesh, the taste of salt and sweet copper flooding his mouth as he let out a sinful groan at the taste.

"Ah- Rhys!" Yelling his name out as you came hard around him, the sickly sweet burn of his teeth in your neck throwing you head first over the edge. Rhys let your ride out your high for a few minutes before lapping at your neck to get the bleeding to stop and pulling his still rock hard cock out from you. He looked down as he did seeing a small trail of blood lacing his shaft.

"Rhys why did you stop, you didn't eve-" you didn't finish your sentence as he quickly kissed his way down your body and settled himself with his head between your legs.

"If you think I'm going to waste this little treat or that I even close to done with you tonight, than you are very much mistaken..."

[a-hazbin-reader]

how about a reader who's been feeling pretty overworked recently?and just needs to rest but is to stubborn to Al does something about it?

Now it's Alastor's turn to pamper~

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: None I think??

Description: ☝️⬆️

You've been going nonstop all week and it's been taking it's toll on you physically and mentally

There's so much that needs done and you're only one person, you don't have time to sit and relax

Which means you're unintentionally taking time with you away from Alastor

Not his ears drooping and folding back when he realizes you're going to turn him down

"I'm so sorry, Alastor, I'm just too tired to go out and I really need to finish this."

"Y/N, it's our date night and I insist that you-"

"I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you later, I promise."

But you pass out and Alastor has to carry you to bed, hating that you're so overworked right now, that you have no time to spare for him

Which in his deer brain, means that you're neglecting him because you're so fried from work

And that means he's gotta fix this

But you're stubbon and won't relax willingly so he's got to get creative

"Darling, won't you take this bubble bath with me? I need help getting my back~"

🥵🥵 s-sure

He takes special care to massage and scrub every part of you until you're a gooey mess in his hands

Despite his claws, he can be surprisingly gentle, it's rather soothing to feel them ghosting over your skin

It's not until later when your back is against his chest and he's kissing your shoulder that you realize he's been spoiling you the entire time

Literally carries you to bed bridal style and dries your body with a loving reverence that makes you blush

"Alastor, I can do this myself-"

"Hush now, let me do this for you..."

Rubs fancy lotions and creams into your skin, massaging until you inevitably fall asleep under his care

Nobody is allowed to wake you or bother you at all for the time being, he'll make sure of it

He finds excuses to interrupt you during your work, forcing you to take breaks

"Darling, I accidentally made too much jambalaya! So I thought I might bring you some as I am quite sure you haven't eaten today~"

"Alastor, I don't have time to-that smells really good..."

It's so good you could cry, devouring the entire thing while he stays and has lunch with you, turning it into a mini date

You didn't even realize how tense were before Alastor showed up, feeling full and relaxed after he gives you a parting kiss

You really don't want him to go, watching him leave with a longing expression

Not him purposefully stealing something you need so that you have no choice but to seek him out

"Have you seen my folder? I can't get back to work without it!"

"Hm? I can't say that I have, but have you seen what a beautiful day it is outside? Why not just skip work today, and we'll take a stroll through Cannibal Town?"

Won't take no for an answer, already looping his arm with yours and marching you outside

It is actually a beautiful day outside

Takes you to all your old haunts and spends all day buying anything you even look at

It feels good to catch up with Rosie and some of your old friends, not having realized how long it's been since you've seen them

He also takes you out dancing, which leaves you tired and sore, but in the best way possible, he was always exciting to dance with

Will carry you home if he has to, will actually find an excuse to do so

"Do your feet hurt? Here, let me carry you~"

You pass out before he puts the blanket over you, soothed by his scent on your pillow

It's not until later when you wake up to him putting your folder back in your bag that you realize what he's been up to

"Alastor..?"

Oh fuck he's been caught

"Darling! I was just-cleaning off your bag and-"

"...just shut up and come back to bed..."

Literally climbs right on top of you and flops on you like he's your own personal weighted blanket

Kissing your neck and shoulders before whispering into your ear with a slightly guilty voice

"Are you angry with me?"

"Mm...not if you keep giving me attention like this..."

Well, he wouldn't want his darling Y/N to start getting angry with him now, would he?

The next day you feel more renewed and refreshed than you have in weeks, waking up tangled in Alastor's arms

You chuckle softly and push some of his hair out of his (totally not pretending) sleeping face, admiring his handsome features

He's a sneaky man who tricks you into relaxing and taking time for yourself because he loves you

And you love him all the more for it

This one was too cute! I hope you like it

[banquetwriter]

can u write a smut of an insecure plus sized goth reader x johnnie please? she's a virgin and after being together for a few months she asks him could they do it, and he eats her out n fucks her n stuff 🙏🙏 make it really soft pls and thank u i love ur work btw 🖤🖤

୨୧ Batty love ୨୧

pairing: Johnnie Guilbert ♡︎ goth!fem!Reader

warnings: ୭̥⋆*｡ smut, losing virginity, getting eaten out, general shenanigans

summary: ʚ johnnie isn’t gonna let you being inexperienced stop him from devouring you ɞ

Words: 2234

An: i know this isn't the best but I'm legitimately do sick rn 😞

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You haven't stopped looking at your phone for at least two days. Johnnie, your boyfriend, had just hard-launched your relationship for the first time on Instagram. And to your shock, 95% of the comments were so positive. Everyone complimented your goth appearance.

This much praise was addicting. Being plus size meant a lot of insecurities made by the pathetic losers of society. There were of course a few nice comments… those weren't the ones you kept staring at. Criticizing your looks or body.

Johnnie had warned you about this happening, and you promised him the world knowing about you two was worth it, and it was, but god did it hurt. Johnnie Was out streaming with Jake today so that left you alone for a good few hours.

It was useless trying to wait around crying over some loser online who couldn't handle the fact their celebrity crush didn't pick them. You sat up rubbing your face carefully not trying to hit your piercings at all. You scrolled around on your phone’s playlist before connecting to a speaker.

You started to shift through your closet to come up with an outfit. Maybe you and Johnnie could go out tonight? It was hard to get dressed in full goth normally, especially when you weren't feeling good about yourself.

You settled on a long black skirt with silver shiny bats that were sporadically speckled on it and paired it with an ‘i ❤️ emo boys’ t-shirt with a corset. You put your outfit on by pairing your black stockings and fishnet top for your arms.

You sat down at your desk singing along to your beloved playlist. You turned your light on your mirror searching for your hair clips. You managed to locate them by clipping your hair out of your face. Your music was briefly interrupted by a text notification.

You pick up your phone and it is from Johnnie, ‘should be done soon. Just filmed for Jake's, we're gonna do mine now. Probably just dick around Walmart or something. See you soon love 🖤’ you smiled at his text.

You responded back within seconds ‘Have fun filming (but not too much fun without me lol) 🖤🖤’

You sat your phone down, adjusting your shirt, and you started on your makeup. You put on primer, then foundation, the concealer, and to finish your base off you pack on some powder letting it sit on your face. You pulled out your phone and snapped a selfie of your half-done make-up.

You stuck your tongue off a little for the picture. You posted it on your main Instagram story with a goth song of course. Your Instagram gained quite a few followers from Johnnie’s post. It was exciting and also very scary.

You decided the powder baking on your face was about done so you brushed it off. You grabbed your contour brush and packed some onto it. You started to carve your face onto the white base using the black powder.

Now it was time for your eye makeup. It was the hardest part. You spent a good while meticulously adding your eyeliner and eyeshadow. Once you were done, sufficiently looking like a bat, you finished it off with black lipstick and some setting spray.

You put on accessories and teased your hair to high heaven. And you were all ready. You sprayed some perfume on and looked in the mirror. Fuck did you look good. You posed a little admiring yourself, you took your phone out again and decided to take a few pictures.

This time you posted them as posts and not a story so anyone could say anything. It scared you but you couldn't hide forever. You were dating Johnnie and no one could change that.

It took only a few minutes before the comments came rolling in. All of which were positive, it made your heart soar with all the compliments. You were smiling until you read one: ‘Johnnie eating good tonight’ . It was a nice comment and funny naturally.

There was just one issue. You and Johnnie haven't had sex yet, and furthermore, you have never had sex. Ever. Sure you used a few toys here and there but never has another person shared such an intimate moment with you. You had already worried yourself sick about this. Johnnie Was sexually active and therefore, inevitably he would want to have sex with you.

You were ready… you think at least. You wanted to, of course you did, have you seen your boyfriend? He was such a fucking hottie. You had plenty of dreams of ripping his clothes off and going under the covers. You were just nervous.

You did actually weigh a lot more than your boyfriend and no offense to him he wasn't exactly built to handle all you could offer. The nerves rattled through your body. But you were a full-grown woman and there wasn't anything wrong with taking your time to have sex.

If Johnnie didn't understand that (which you're sure he would) then this wasn't the relationship for you. You shook your thoughts of breaking up with Johnnie away. This wasn't a time to worry.

It was only a few more minutes before Johnnie came home. He stepped into your apartment, and he stopped when looking at you. His jaw faltered open. “Wow, how are you mine?” he asked, closing the door, his hands wrapping around your waist.

“From your strapping good looks and charm of course.” you purred, moving a strand of his hair from his face. You planted a small kiss on his now-exposed skin. “Yeah sure,” he murmured against your hair, planting a small kiss on the top of your head.

You smiled at him, your eyes holding each other. His eyes seem to almost darken looking at you. You pull him into a kiss, one he gladly returns. His hands are holding onto your corseted waist. Even through the thick fabric, you can feel him clutching your body.

Your kisses got more heated as he started to move his hands down your body. You had done this with him before. It didn't scare you much anymore. Of course it was nerve-racking, but not scary. His touch felt so nice even if it was through your clothes.

He slowly moaned into your mouth as you gently tugged his hair. “Fuck,” he muttered slowly pulling away from you. He wrapped his hands into your pulling you towards your couch. Your nerves jumped into your throat knowing what was coming.

And yes you wanted to so fucking bad, you needed your hot boyfriend inside you. He gently pushed you onto the couch, you fell back ruining your cute decorative pillows. He positions himself between your legs, his mouth hungry to devour all of you.

You wanted to enjoy him you really did but your heart was pounding out of your chest with nerves. “Johnnie-” you asked quietly against his lips. He pulled back sensing your worry. “We haven't done anything yet-” you started, unsure how to keep going you stayed silent.

“It's fine if you don't wanna, you know, tonight.” he spoke softly, “No trust me I want to. It's just that I've never done that before. I've never had sex before.” you confessed. You could see his eyes widen. You felt like you were holding his breath.

“Woah, really?” he asked, leaning towards you, a small cheeky smile plastered on his lips. “Yeah, not that I’m waiting for marriage or something but I don't know I just haven't yet,” you said shrugging. “That's ok, are you still down to or?” he asks, staring at you sheepishly.

“Of course I am, I just need you to be slow I guess,” you whispered to him. He glances at your lips for a minute, “I can do that.” he says before your lips crash onto one another.

His hand crept down to your ankle and slowly started to run his hand up your legs, he reached the end of your stocking. He hooked his fingers over the clothing and pulled them off your body repeating it for your other leg.

He looked into your eyes as he slipped his hands back under your skirt, hooking delicate fingers over your panties and slowly pulling them off your body. The feeling of his hands on your thighs was sending waves of pleasure to your core.

You've been horny before but nothing compared to the feelings you felt as your boyfriend slowly lowered to his knees. Kissing up and down your legs. “Are you doing ok?” he asks between kisses up your thighs.

“Y-yeah I'm good,” you said quietly, eyes watching Johnnie like a hawk. He smirks against your skin. He slowly pushes your skirt up your body revealing your bare legs. He placed a tender kiss on the top of your cunt.

You swore you could see stars with the amount of pleasure That coursed through you. The end of your fingers and toes felt tingly and cold. Johnnie moved up to face again, he slowly started to kiss you again. “M’gonna move my hand now. Like my fingers ok?” he said against your lips.

“Ok,” you whispered back, and you spread your legs widely for him. He slowly dipped his finger into your sopping cunt. You let out a gasp at the sensation. He slowly pumped his finger in and out of you. It felt good but it wasn't enough for you.

As if Johnnie could read your mind, he pumped out of you once again. When he entered back in he had two fingers this time. It stung for a second or two then pleasure returned to your body as he started to curve his finger into you.

“Oh fuck.” you moaned out, you can guess how people get addicted to this feeling. You felt like a little pervy teenager with raging hormones. The feeling of Johnnie hitting your G-spot repeatedly was sending you over the edge.

“Johnnie.” you mewled out, to nothing in particular. “I need more please,” you begged, having a sense of missing something. “If you insist on it my love.” he pulled out of you, his fingers dripping wet. You watched as he crouched down further.

He kissed slowly on your thighs before reaching your clit. He pressed a soft kiss right on your spot. You felt yourself clench over nothing and it drove you wild. He continued kissing down until he reached your hole. He slowly prodded his tongue into you.

Very gently at first to help you get used to the feeling. You felt the pleasure tenfold as soon as he began to rub your clit, fully pumping his tongue in and out of you. “Oh fuck hold on,” you murmured to him.

He stopped cocking his head slightly. You quickly snap off your corset, immediately releasing tension in your gut. You quickly pulled your shirt off, your bra going with it.

You were now naked minus the skirt bunched up around your waist. “M’fuck.” he whispered looking at your tits. He had what looked like a painful erection at this point. His skinny jeans looked like they were gonna burst open.

“You ready?” you asked him, gesturing to his painfully hard erection. “Fuck yeah,” he whined undoing his studded belt, he started to further undress himself. You followed suit pushing your skirt down.

Once he was completely naked, he leaned down and started to kiss you again. He wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped a few times attempting to get ready for your body. After about a minute he lined up his leaking cock to your entrance.

He slowly pushed into you. You let out a wanton gasp as he bottomed out. “Fuck.” he growled into your ear. He fumbled around trying to find your hand and brought it down to your clit. You started to rub to your pleasure.

At the same time, he started to push into you slowly at first then after a minute he began to push into you at a quicker pace. “Fuck your so tight. So glad I get this pussy all to myself,” he whined into your ear. You couldn't hold yourself anymore. The coil in your stomach was going to snap.

You felt The familiar feeling bubbling in your stomach and your limbs. “Im gonna fucking cum.” you whined out, grabbing at his torso and leaving a long scratch. Johnnie held your eye contact nodding at you.

The coil finally snapped, your walls clenching around him. “Johnnie-” you whined, your back arching. Your body shaking from your orgasm, sent him completely over the edge.

Hit ropes of cum splattered inside you as he fucked you through his own orgasm. Your breath slowly returned back to your body as you saw Johnnie cleaning your body up with a damp towel.

“Are you ok?” he asked quietly, tossing the rag into the laundry basket. He misses but he just took his girlfriend's virginity so he isn't particularly worried about where it landed. “Yeah I'm fucking great right now actually,” you murmured.

He giggles pulling his clothes back on. You did the same, pulling out your phone to see your makeup completely fucked. Your eyeliner and mascara dripped down, the sweat sucking your makeup into your skin, your lipstick beyond fucked.

You pulled out your phone and snapped one last photo for your Instagram

[decayedgloria]

hello! this is kind of a request-ish but its okay if you dont wanna do it! (wlw btw, clorinde with thigh obsession)

the dead of night

ft. Clorinde

ehh sure why not anon, ive got time, this is awfully rushed tho.

Tags: cunnilingus, thigh worship wlw, fem!reader x clorinde, reader is somewhat of a brat, slight nsfw, mdni, takes place before clorinde became champion duelist, written before clorindes lore drop so might be ooc

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The mansion was quiet during the dead hours of the night, with nary a whisper or a creak floating through its empty halls. Everyone in your family had already gone to sleep, retiring to their rooms as the night went on.

Everyone except you.

No, you weren't in the blissful embrace of sleep. No, you were in something much, much more heavenly; your body splayed against your large bed, bare for the world to see, with none other than Clorinde burying her head deep in between your supple thighs.

Your back arched off the soft surface as you let out yet another moan, involuntarily rolling your hips into Clorinde's eager face. Pleasure coursed through your veins as she eagerly swirled her tongue against your folds, holding your thighs apart firmly with her strong hands. Her nimble fingers kneaded at your soft flesh, delighting in how delirious she had you just by her tongue.

Such a sinful sight it was indeed. You, the oldest daughter of one of the most prestigious families in Fontaine, a lady of great societal standing and reputation, entangled with your family's sponsored duelist. Ah, but you were a woman of your word. After all, you promised Clorinde that you would reward her if she won her next duel.

To be in-between your thighs was just what she had wished for. What kind of sponsor would you be if you didn't take her up on that deal? Whatever the case may be, the opinions of others were the last thing in your mind as Clorinde dominated your thoughts with pleasure.

"C-Clorinde! Ah-" Your honeyed moans only seemed to spur the woman on, determine to make you finish on her tongue for what seemed like the nth time tonight. Your hands flew to her head, gripping her hair tightly, trying to ground your hips closer to her face. Cheekily, her tongue licked a slow, agonizing stripe up against your folds, flicking your clit and swirling it against the puffy nub.

"Come on, please, I'm so- close..." You whine, like a petulant brat. Against you, Clorinde chuckled, the vibrations from which stimulated you even more. She raised her head for the first time that night, and even through your fucked-out gaze you could see just how much of a mess you've made on her face, the entire bottom half dripping with your slick and juices.

"Patience is a virtue, my lady." She whispers lowly, pressing her face against your thigh. "I haven't finished reaping my reward yet." Her soft lips kissed your inner thigh gently, leafing a trail of her spit and your juices across them.

You could only huff and pout, watching with a flushed face as she devoted a few moments to your thighs- your poor, bruised thighs that were already littered with angry red hickeys and bite marks courtesy of the duelist.

"I need you to let me cum, Clorinde."

"Not yet, my lady." Her purple gaze bore into your own, half-lidded and blown with lust, before dipping her head once more. You let out a yelp in surprise, feeling her tongue assail your cunt faster than she ever had before. It was like a frenzy, the fast motion of her muscle going in and out of your pussy while her thumb circles against your clit, rapidly bringing you closer and closer to your release.

"F-Fuck, Clor- oh, archons!" You threw your head back as you moaned incoherently, your sentences slurring as she continues, body writhing and shaking. Your thighs clamped against her head tightly as she groaned, her hands finding themselves palming at the sides of your ass she continued to devour you, like a starved man who hadn't eaten in days.

Within minutes, you came undone, letting out something akin to a scream as your vision went searing white. As your juices gushed out once more, Clorinde still eagerly lapped all of it up, never wasting a single drop. Your legs, now reduced to a weak and shaky mess, fell limply against her as she did while you heaved.

You could feel the bed shift as Clorinde lifted herself up to hover over you, smiling at the way you seemed to tired to care about anything in the world right now. She thought you looked beautiful this way; a mess, skin sticky against your once pristine sheets and your tresses scattered around you like a halo. You were an angel, hers and hers only.

In one swift motion she captured your lips, your taste still strong on her tongue. It was loving and gentle, as if thanking you for her reward. You tried to return in earnest, but it seems as though sleep would take over you once and for all.

Your lids were heavy with sleepiness when Clorinde pulled away, getting up and taking a towel from your bedside to clean your thighs. The last thing you remembered seeing before you lulled into a slumber was your duelist tenderly wiping off the fluid on your body, and you could have sworn you saw her leave more kisses then.

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i love clorinde.

[ticklystuff]

Energy to Burn

a/n: inspired by gaming's teapot dialogue (pls ignore thoma standing there menacingly i was too lazy to remove him for the pic..)

for some context, a lot of ppl that celebrate lunar new year will clean their homes prior to the new year! but ya i was supposed to upload this before lantern rite and that did not happen so just pretend i did

wc: ~1.8k

summary: aether has the very relatable problem of someone else doing his chores, oh the horror

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Hallway clean.

Counters sheen.

Kitchen kempt.

House pristine.

Aether's eyes scanned over the entirety of his living space, taking in the now well-organized room. Sloppy would be misleading in terms of how to describe himself and Aether did enjoy cleaning on the occasion, yet a certain floating companion could easily offset his progress. Compound that with constant settled dust and dirt while being away and keeping the teapot spotless becomes a massive ordeal. He did his best, he really did, but things were never exactly how Aether liked them.

Yet as much as his own reflection in the countertops was pleasing to the eye, Aether couldn't help but release a lowly sigh, recalling a conversation from the day prior. 

"Now, I know you won't let me pay any rent while I'm here, 'cause we're friends and all, but I will at least insist on making myself useful. So, if you catch me cleaning or gardening at any point — don't try and stop me."

It didn't take a genius to deduce the "culprit" behind the state of the teapot and Aether soon found himself running through the hallways of the house, crying out to his guest, always taking a second to marvel at the cleanliness of each room, before bolting to a different area of the building.

"Gaming! Gaming!!"

A brief run-through of the kitchen area rewarded Aether with a clue for his efforts: a propped open backdoor to the garden area. Lo and behold, there Gaming was, kneeling down to feed the numerous cats Aether liked to bring home to the teapot, seemingly oblivious to the blond's nearby presence. The dancer's current attire heavily clashed with the colorful flora he stood amongst, adorning a simple grey t-shirt that gave a slight peek of his midriff, baggy shorts that fell past his knees, and his usual shoes improperly slipped on. As Aether approached the other, he couldn't help but notice the little tune Gaming hummed, bobbing his head along. Lacking the usual accessories, Gaming's disheveled hair flew about in the breeze without a care.

"Gaming?" Aether slowly approached the other, prompting him to practically jump in response.

"Oh- woah! Morning, boss!" Gaming giggled, catching himself in the moment. "Look at these little guys! They love the treats I brought them! Oh, and speaking of which, did you see the breakfast I made? It's nothing special, but I prepared some congee for you. I also found some pumpkins laying around and cut them up, if you'd like to add them to your dish!"

"Ah, I haven't eaten yet," Aether nodded, watching the cats devour their food, "but I just wanted to thank you for cleaning up the house."

"Oh, it's no problem-"

"But also, you really don't need to go through all this effort," Aether quickly interjected. "You're a guest here and you should really be enjoying your time, not doing my chores."

"Uh-uh, no can do, boss!" Gaming gave another grin, not a beat missed in his reply. "I've already told you that's not how it's going to fly. Plus, who says I'm not having a good time doing your chores?"

"Gaming.."

"Heh, don't sweat it," he tilted his head, before huffing in reassurance. "My po po always taught me that I should always show gratitude to my host for having me as a guest. Besides, it's almost Lantern Rite and it's customary to clean your home before then. I know this isn't my own place, but it's where I'm staying for now, so might as well!"

"Well, not to this extent." He couldn't help but sigh, feeling conflicted, yet at the same time, Gaming didn't seem to mind in the slightest.

"Don't worry about it," Gaming clicked amusedly with his tongue. "Just think of it as a productive way for me to burn all my energy for the day!"

"I suppose." Didn't really help him feel less bad about the whole thing, though.

"Alrighty then!" Gaming placed his hands on his hips in thought. "What's next on the agenda- Ah! H-Hehehey!" The sudden outburst took Aether by surprise, taking a moment to realize why. Now out of food, the cats Gaming had been generously feeding were brushing along the bare lower parts of his legs, some even pawing at his shins, meowing as if crying out for more food.

"N-No, get awahahay!" the brunet continued to giggle, hopping between each leg to avoid the encircling horde of kittens clamoring for their next snack. "H-Here!" Gaming quickly reached into his pocket, throwing out a surplus of treats that was enough to divert the attention of his new following.

And the whole time, Aether had been observing.. watching.. stewing the little idea that the teapot cats have so graciously handed to his brain on a silver platter. If Gaming had extra energy burn, he could certainly help with that.

"Whew," Gaming sighed in relief once the cats had dispersed. "Do you not feed them here? Why are they so hun- WahH! Hey! Boss, w-what're you-?! N-Nohoho! Nahahat you too!"

In his distracted state, it wasn't particularly difficult for Aether to bowl the other over, easily pinning Gaming to the grassy garden of the teapot. Once ready, Aether set his plan into motion, digging into the sides that were oh-so conveniently exposed thanks to Gaming's choice of current attire.

"You mentioned having a little extra energy to spare," Aether teased, pinching at the exposed sides in succession to create an erratic giggly response. "Thought that maybe I could help with that."

"Nahahat like thihihis!" Gaming shook his head with a smile, showing off the widest dimples adorning his cheeks. "I-I wahahas juhuhust trying to heheEHEHELP!"

Aether couldn't help but grin along, having just hit a particularly good spot that elicited the cutest squeals. He continued to make use of the newfound discovery, circling the area around Gaming's navel with the tips of his finger nails in repeated motions to draw out the contagious laughter. "Y'know this is your fault, right? If you hadn't started feeding the cats, I would have never found out you're so ticklish."

"Th-That dohohohesn't mahahake any sehehense!" Gaming kicked his legs and patted away at the hands that lightly clawed all over his midsection, but it was for naught, as Aether had no intent on stopping any time soon. "Ehehehehahaha! StahahAHAhahap!"

"I could," Aether drew out with his tongue, making sure to really dig into the vulnerable waist with incessant pokes, feeling Gaming's body lurch and his legs kick to escape the way Aether effectively straddled him, "if you promise to relax during the rest of your stay."

"NEHEHEVEHEHER!"

Aether shrugged his shoulders, perfectly fine with Gaming's stubbornness, if that's what suited him. His laughter was the best part, Aether soon realized; there was something softly warm to it, akin to nibbling into a slice of freshly baked bread. No matter the flavor of laughter, whether it be the sharp yelps from squeezing his thighs to the squeals Gaming would make whenever his navel was targeted, or maybe the bouncy giggles from tasing his sides, the lush vibrant undertones were never absent, satiating Aether's ears in the most fulfilling way possible. He was so content with the current situation that the reason the two were there nearly slipped his mind, until the sight of Gaming's tomato cheeks caught Aether by surprise.

"Hehe, oops," Aether giggled, giving his hands and Gaming a pause. "Well, have we burned enough energy for today?"

"Nuh-uh," Gaming finally shook his head. Breathless as he may be, there was still the faintest glimmer of vigor behind his smile. "I can do this all day."

"Hmph, me too." His hands poised once again, prompting Gaming's limbs to tense in response, yet Aether found himself stopping midair. If Gaming didn't break from everything tried so far, then it would only make sense to switch up his target, but where to? So far, nothing had worked, the boy seemingly a boundless well of laughter and energy, but surely there'd be something..

"What's wrong?" Gaming spoke up, his voice not having fully recovered yet. "Given up yet?"

"Heh, no," Aether lightly tweaked his hips, causing his arms to flail, before his arms landed uselessly on the grass next to.. a discarded shoe?? The blond blinked twice, taking a moment to piece together that one of Gaming's slippers must've flung off during all the kicking he was doing, which meant..

Aether quickly slid downwards, ensnaring the bare foot in an armlock before Gaming could make a move, creating what seemed to be panicked shaking from behind. "H-Hey, wait a minute," Gaming's voice could be heard running a mile a minute, as his free leg pressed against the grass in a last attempt to escape. "Okay, okay this is mean! No, no, no, you don't have to- NohohOHOHO! W-WahahahAIT!"

The effect was almost instant, as Aether scribbled up and down the sensitive sole, eliciting crackled laughter from its owner. He took a second to take a peek behind him, giggling at the scene of Gaming uselessly covering his face with his hands as muffled helpless laughter poured through. There was the occasional kick to his backside from the other spasming leg, but Aether made sure to reward those with a few rougher scrapes to his foot. "Surrender yet?"

"WahAHAHAHA!"

"I didn't hear a yes," Aether snickered, drowned out by Gaming's wailing, feeling the trapped leg buck in his grasp. His fingers ran up the length of the sole, earning himself squeal whenever he reached the base of Gaming's toes, before sliding back down to his heel.

"Okay! Okahahahay! Stahahap! I gihiHIHIVE!"

Just for good measure, Aether delivered a few more pressurized pokes to the middle of his foot, listening as Gaming slapped his hands on the grass in defeat amongst the pleading. When he eventually released his leg, Aether was surprised to see the limb fall limp instead of being pulled back to safety, though he supposed this was a good sign that Gaming's energy was finally spent.

"Urgh, why," the brunet groaned, exhausted without a doubt. "This is what I get for being a good person."

"No, it's what you get for being stubborn," Aether chided with a shake of his head, before offering his hand to help the other on his legs. Once Gaming stood up, Aether couldn't help but ruffle the disheveled mess of brown hair in an attempt at brushing away the pieces of grass caught in the strands.

"Mmm," Gaming shook his head, before running his fingers through his hair a couple of times. "Maybe you won today, but there's always tomorrow's chores. You can't totally stop me."

Aether rolled his eyes in response. "Is that so?" he said, fingers wiggling towards Gaming's sides.

"Okay, okay!" Gaming already began giggling again, jumping back to safety. "I'll learn to chill."

"Promise?"

Gaming sighed, almost as if he had something else to say, only to shake his head. "Fine, promise."

[haunted-xander]

________

"Hey, Owari-san! Can I take a picture of you real quick? I want to snap a shot of you relaxing during breakfast."

"Huh? Yeah sure, go ahead! Just lemme eat while you're at it."

"Of course! Just act as you normally would, don't mind me!"

*Snap!*

"Haha, you look so free! I'm definitely glad I caught this moment!"

"Hey, Koizumi! You need to eat now too! I know you still haven't eaten yet!"

"I'll eat, I'll eat, no need to get pushy! Haha."

________

"Fuahahaha! I see you require my aid, Mistress of Blades. Very well, I shall extend you my mercy and summon forth a suitable beast for your companionship! Fuahahaha!"

"...So, you'll help me? I would appreciate it greatly..."

"Fehehe. Behold! A beast has arrived from the underworld!"

*Meeeeoooow*

"Is that... a cat? It's so... cute... and... fluffy..."

*Mrrrrp?*

"...C-can I... pet it?"

"Is that not what you have requested of me, mortal? I will have you know I do not accept favors from just anyone. Do as you will with your new companion, but be careful. You must treat it with caution, lest it devour your very soul!"

"Of course. I'll... treat it with care."

*Mrreow!*

"...You're so... fluffy... and cute..."

*Prrrrrrr*

________

"Tsumiki, you should be more careful. You're still recovering, you need to take it easy."

"I-I'm sorry, Hinata-san! I j-just wanted to help... I-I-I-I'm s-s-s-so-sorry for being so useless! I'm so sorryyyyyyyyy!"

"Hey, it's okay! There's no need to apologize. I know you just want to take care of the others, but you need to take care of yourself too. I'm sure everyone would be happy to see you recover."

"U-um, okay... I-if you say so, Hinata-san. I-I-I'll do my best! I'll do my best to take care of myself!"

________

"Hey, Koizumi. Let me take a picture of you real quick."

"H-huh? A picture... of me? Why?"

"Well, you said you don't really like selfies, right? So you probably don't have a lot of pictures of yourself. I think it's only fair to have some pictures of you too, since everyone else have a lot."

"Oh! Well, if you're sure then... go ahead. I'm not really sure how to act in front of the camera though... I'm so used to being behind it."

"It's fine. You don't need to do anything big, just a smile would do. ...You're hair looks nice today, by the way."

"H-huh!? C-c'mon, you can't just put that on me all of a sudden like that!"

*Snap!*

"Ah, there we go. A nice smiling Koizumi shot. Cute."

"Ah- Hinata-kun! Did you compliment me just to get me to smile!?"

"Hey, I did mean it! You're hair really is nice today!"

"H-Hinata-kun!"

________

"Hey Hinata-kun, say cheese!"

"Huh?"

*Snap!*

"Haha, it's so rare to see you caught off guard these days! I just had to capture it somehow!"

"Oh, so that's what this is about. Haha, I guess I'm not really surprised easily anymore."

"No kidding! Sometimes it feels like nothing can surprise you. Good to see that's not the case, haha!"

________

"HEY HEY!!!! MAHIRU-CHAN!!!!!"

"W-what? What is it? Do you need something, Mioda-san?"

"MAHIRU-CHAN!!!! Please take a picture of Ibuki!!! Right now!!"

"H-huh!? I-I mean, sure but... what's the occasion?"

"Oh nothing, really! Ibuki just wanted a picture!"

"Haha, that's so like you! Well, alright, get ready!"

*Snap!*

________

"Big Sis Koizumiiiiii! Souda-kun is picking on me!"

"I'm not picking on you! I just said you had to leave some candy for the rest of us! It's not just for you, you know!"

"Huuuuh? You think a nasty little grease monkey like you deserves any candy? As if! The only ones on this island who deserve candy is me and Big Sis Koizumi! ...And maybe the depressed little girl in the pod room."

"Why does Monaca-chan get candy but I don't!?"

"Because Monaca-chan isn't an annoying, whiny little perverted dumbass, that's why!"

"You haven't even talked to her, how would you know what she's like!?"

"Cute little girls have a natural affinity for each other! Not that YOU would know."

"Saionji-san, you're not even little anymore..."

"B-but I'm still cute, right!? I'm still an adorable girl, right Bis Sis Koizumi?"

"Of course you're still cute, Saionji-san."

"Yaaaaay!"

________

"Hey, Nanami-san! Could a snap a photo real quick? I realized I don't have a lot of pictures of you, and I want to change that!"

"Hm? Oh, yeah. Sure. But can you make it quick? I was going to check on Monaca-san in the pod room... I thought she might be bored, so I brought her a 3DS to play with."

"How considerate of you! I'm not sure Monaca-san will be up for playing, though..."

"...No? Hm. Well, I'll hand it to her anyway, just in case she ends up feeling up to it."

"I'm sure she'll appreciate it!"

*Snap!*

________

"Oh, Sagishi-san! Look at what I have found!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"It is a serial killer documentation log! It appears that it has written down all the known information regarding serial killers all across history! Just look how thick it is! I am quite excited to read through this!"

"...You like serial killers a whole lot, huh."

"Yes! I find their way of thinking rather intriguing! Oh, but do not misunderstand! I do not condone or agree with their actions one bit! They are horrible criminals that should not be allowed to run freely to do whatever they wish! ...Oh, but... I suppose we are no different in that aspect..."

"...That's true. But our situation is very different. At the very least, we can now atone for our crimes by living our lives peacefully on this island, removed from the rest of society."

"...I suppose you are right. I will not let my past deeds disturb the peace of my present life! I will atone for my sins by enjoying myself in peace and companionship!"

"Heh. That's the spirit. ...Now then, how about that serial killer log? Why don't you tell me more?"

"Oh, yes! I would love to! Okay, so to begin with..."

________

"Haha, you enjoying yourself out there, Souda?"

"Of course! The water's super nice!"

"Kazuichi-chan's barely even in the water, though!"

"H-hey! Just because I don't feel like swimming right now doesn't mean I can't enjoy the water!"

"Is the swimming ring good enough for a baby like you? Kyahaha!"

"Don't call me a baby! Swimming rings are for everyone, not just kids!"

"You're still a total baby!"

"I'm not!"

"You are!"

"Am not!"

"Am too!"

________

"Hey, almost everyone's awake now, why don't we take a group picture?"

"B-but Komaeda-san isn't awake yet..."

"We don't know if that guy will ever wake up..."

"Please do not be so pessimistic! I am certain he will awake in time!"

"...Yeah, I agree with Sonia-san. Komaeda-kun will wake up eventually, I just know it. He's just taking a bit longer, is all."

"But why's that freak taking so damn long anyway? Is it 'cus his death was just THAT brutal?"

"No, I don't think so... His death was definitely brutal, but... I think some of the executions were decidedly worse."

"Souda's right. If his death was the reason, then Hanamura, Peko, and Tanaka would probably have taken a lot longer too. But they woke up just fine like the rest did."

"Komaeda's delayed awakening has nothing to do with the events of the simulation."

"...Do you have information regarding the Fortunate One that we do not, Lord of Darkness?"

"...I do. But it's not my place to share. Let's wait until he wakes up for that. For now, let's just take that picture, alright? We can always take a new one when Komaeda wakes up."

"Ibuki agrees with Hajime-chan! Iiiiiiit's PICTURE TIME!"

"Well, alright... If that's what everyone wants, then I'm fine with it too. Let me set up the camera and timer real quick! Everyone get ready!"

3...

2...

1...

*Snap!*

[zaptrap]

(part 2)

redesigns of some old ocs! still kinda WIP but i like the direction they're heading. i don't really have in-depth lore/backstories yet but here's what ive got so far:

The Group:

A bunch of Serpentine who -through means unknown at this time- can shapeshift into humans... mostly. There's still some snake features but they can blend in well enough.

Each left or were banished from their respective tribes for one reason or another. Depending on timelines, the Merge may have further disconnected them from their tribes.

"Found family" but the family they found is a bunch of lunatics.

They all fall under that category of "is hundreds of years old, but look in their 20s" lmfao.

Dunno what they're up to in their day to day life besides eating and sleeping and avoiding arrest.

Xyla:

Anacondrai

Likes to toy with people, and LOVES messing with her friends but they're used to it for the most part.

Conveniently, uh, wasn't eaten by Pythor lmao. Maybe she was banished from the tribe before they were entombed.

Likes to hunt and eat people, but hates when it's called cannibalism cuz she's "technically a snake, sooo 😒"

Can turn invisible, which is very useful for the aforementioned hunting.

Not really into "normal" food can still consume it if necessary.

Most likely to get arrested, or would be if she couldn't turn invisible.

Bek (Honorable Mention):

Whatever species the Great Devourer was lmfao.

Peak emo boy vibes except he's legit insane. Was never part of a tribe.

Besties with Xyla. Might be besties with benefits, either way they're really close.

They're both wanted in at least 4 realms for an assortment of crimes (kidnapping people and eating them).

More of strict carnivore, gets sick if he has to eat non-meat too often.

2nd Most likely to get arrested.

Arabella:

Fangpyre

Not as openly antagonistic as Xyla, but can be a bitch when she wants to be.

Basically a vampire-idol LARPer, has an umbrella whenever the sun is out and can sing fairly well.

Is kinda frail/sickly. Not in the best physical condition. Likely abandoned by the other Fangpyre due to this.

Can turn people/objects into snakes via bite. Likes to threaten people with this to scare 'em off.

Likes ordering Goro around lmao, though it's usually simple stuff like errands or chores. They're best friends but...... complicated.

Picky eater, but likes candy and finger foods.

Least likely to get arrested 'cause she can just turn the cops into snakes lmfao.

Goro:

Constrictai

Left the tribe to be with Arabella. She helped him when they were kids and he latched onto her.

He's a little bit... extremely obsessed with everything about her in every way. They're inseparable (they should be separated).

Big puppy vibes but also rabid dog in certain scenarios (if something bad happened to Arabella). Clingly/Simpy/Spineless/you get the idea.

Would be shy/introverted otherwise.

Can burrow or constrict people.

Can and will eat trash, he doesn't give a shit.

Hasn't been arrested..... yet.

But yeah that's what I've got so far, lemme know what u think or if u have any questions !! There's a couple others a haven't really designed yet, but I'm still trying to figure out what I wanna do with 'em lmao.

[sometimesiwritepoetry8]

I'm so hungry

For validation,

For affection,

For acknowledgement

That I even exist to you

That I beg for scraps

Like a dog at the table,

Eyes wide and pleading.

And when, after what feels

Like the hundredth attempt,

You remember my presence

At your feet, belly exposed,

You throw me a bone.

I pounce on it, devouring it

As though I haven't eaten

In days,

Weeks,

Years.

Only to come back,

Still starving,

To wait at your table

And thank you

For the privilege.

[letitrainathousandflames]

You're an artist! Please tell us a story about a time you had blood drawn.

(tw for mentions of needles

alright, here's the thing: i had fainted before. In fact, there was a full month or so during which i would frequently faint (and bonk my head on the way down, ugh) so I was already familiar with what fainting would feel like before I lost consciousness. It stopped after some time, but the knowledge remained.

fast forward to the day i'm getting my blood drawn. I haven't eaten anything for 12 hours, they're stabbing me with a needle, i'm v sensitive so it hurts like heck and i'm looking away bc I know seeing the blood doesn't help.

I'm holding up. I can do this. I'll be fine.

In comes the other nurse, holding something in her hands and crowding in to the front of where i'm sitting and saying "hi, i'm here to measure your coagulation" (I was not warned that would happen) and she stabs a needle in my earlobe in a way that feels like she'd actually cut me with a tiny razor. She looks at my ear for a second, thanks me, excuses herself and walks off.

All the while the blood-drawing nurse is taking what feels like the tenth vial of my life sauce.

(putting a "read more" below so I won't clog people's dashboards lmao)

And I'm thinking how I wish I didn't have to take these tests every six months to check my hormone levels due to my stupid hashimoto's. (It's an autoimmune disorder, if I don't take my hormones my thyroid antibodies start trying to kill my thyroid bc they're stupid little fucks).

Anyway, I suddenly feel it. Shivers creeping up my nape all the way to the base of my skull. A feeling like my head is suddenly hollow but also simultaneously too heavy to hold upright. Darkness slowly yet steadily devouring the corners of my vision.

Ah, crap, I think. I'm gonna faint.

Since I have no interest in suddenly collapsing and having - hell forbid - the needle cut my vein or whatever, I turn my swimming gaze to the nurse and say, very seriously:

"I'm gonna faint."

The nurse, suddenly wide-eyed, exclaims:

"Oh, no, darlin', please don't do that!"

To which, in my mind, I sarcastically reply "oh, my bad, cancelling the fainting now. Apologies, I did not know it was a bad time", but before I can make the joke, my entire body and brain decide to hit the snooze button and I collapse.

When I come to, I'm in a white corridor, being carried in the arms of a very attractive nurse guy, and I'm thinking like 'boy, I never believed in heaven, but it sure it's starting to look good'.

He plonks me down on my back on a gurney, and I foggily realize I am not dead yet. The man is relieved to see me well, and he practically begs me to eat a saltine cracker bc apparently my pressure had dropped to shit levels.

More or less the exact same thing happened three other occasions before I followed a nurse's advice and started having my blood drawn while lying on my back rather than sitting.

Whenever the staff on a lab says that "that's not necessary, just sit" or "oh we don't have a place to have you lying down" I now reply "okay sure, it's just that I always faint and I will definitely faint now too, just letting u know :)"... and suddenly a reclining chair or gurney appears.

[maesaeart]

I know I'm down bad and I probably might get blocked for this butt imagine being tag teamed by two Nagto's

Like really imagine choking on on his dick while the other one is railing into you

EHHHEHEHHEH HAI ANONIEE

if you wanna talk about being down bad - you're in the perfect place +w+ I have been down DOWN DOOOOWN oh sO BAD for months I cannot go a day without thinking about nagito omg

//HUFF HUFF i wish I was a better writer to really explain my headcanons on a spit roast with two nagitos

I drew a threesome with two nagitos before and I definitely haven't stopped thinking about it god

im already folding for solo nagito BUT TWO???

I wanna believe both would praise me heavily during, like how good I'm taking both of them at the same time, but once I cum or if i get close and they notice they get rougher ////////

AHHH SO ROUGH, their hands grabbing, pulling, scratching at my body. leaving marks, marking their propertyyy EEEEE .//. they get desperate to finish with me, at the same time

god oral drives me crazy too what

like to feel how hot they are in my moUF HITTING THE BACK OF MY THROAT FFFFF and their taste?? //chefs kiss

UGH THAT WOULD BE ALL I NEED WOWOW to get face fucked and getting eaten out??? I'd be gushing omfgGG nagito would def be sloppy and clumsy bc of the overwhelming horn knee he's fighting against. mindlessly rutting against my leg as he devOURS MEEEEEE FFFFFFUCK

...//adds to the wip list

[dravidssideblog]

1) Favorite pred personality type: Suave and teasy~

2) Best way for a predator to seduce you: Hold me, pet me, call me a good little pet~

3) Should predators take control or "acquiesce": Dommy preds are fun, but I'm fragile, so I like preds that are willing to let me have a bit of influence.

4) Submissive preds: Wait. If you're submissive, and I'm submissive, then who's flying the plane!? (Genuinely, I'm not really into playing/watching dominant prey, but I'd enjoy a casual cuddly vore with no dominance in either direction.)

5) Size difference: I mostly prefer same-size vore, makes for a nice belly. I like moderate size difference for other dom/sub stuff tho, and it can be fun in vore too.

6) Smaller pred: Not sure, I tend to like being the small one. Could be fun, I guess.

7) Feet first or head first: Head first. Get me in there, ASAP! XD

8) How tight: Tight enough to give some nice pressure, a gentle squeeze.

9) Feeding play: Nah, not really my thing.

10) N/A

11) Favorite vore type(s): I think tail vore, it's fun, and leaves the pred's mouth free to tease~ OV, AV, and CV are all tied, though finding non-fatal CV is rare :(. UB is last place; I don't like vaginas, but UB vore is still vore. My enjoyment is more about the destination than the journey.

12) Lewdness: No. The only time genitals should be involved in vore is when someone is going inside them.

13) Get eaten clothed or naked: Naked, get that direct contact!

14) Belched up clothes/accessories: Maybe it's just how often this is paired with fatal, but I don't really like it. The fact that my characters don't usually wear anything is maybe part of it.

15) Favorite digestion portrayal: Gentle softening and fading consciousness, numb or otherwise painless. And never perma-fatal.

16) Duration before digestion: At least a few minutes; I wanna enjoy the belly awhile! Longer durations are fine too, or no digestion at all lol

17) Sentient pudge/mass: A really fun concept that I haven't been exposed to enough to have thoughts on. Seems good tho!

18) Predscape: I think I've literally never seen this concept done. I've seen the idea, but never an execution of it. Doesn't seem like my thing, idk

19) Duration before reformation: Assuming sentient pudge, I'd like to spend a few hours as their fat, probably spend the night. Not sure about longer-term stuff. If not sentient pudge, then immediately; I wanna enjoy the fat I gave them!

20) N/A

21) Your flavor: Haven't fully thought about this until now. I think I'd be a sweet treat, like skittles or chocolate ice cream! Or a cookie! I think I'd want to be like ice cream most; soft and good to lick, with a flavor that's nice but not too strong.

22) Pre-vore activities: Hug me cuddle me squeeze me lick me, pin me down and strip my clothes off while staring into my eyes~

23) Kinks to combine with vore: Plushies for soft and dry and comfy bellies, and energy drain to get me all weak and helpless and relaxed and sleepy~

24) Vore experience you haven't had but want: I mean technically I've never had a vore experience lol. But for real, probably an RP with someone really teasy and dominant and knows how to push all my buttons~ Maybe some ownership/pet play too.

25) If everyone became their sona, how long before you get devoured: Very vague question. I don't have any vore friends irl, and I mostly stay in my house all day, so I guess never lol?

26) Most effective way to tease you: Call me cute and a good little kitty~ Could probably do even better by touching me, but that's irl only so I have no experience.

27) Biggest button and how to push it: idk if I have any major vore buttons, not enough experience. I guess squeezing and releasing the stomach walls a bunch to churn me up is the biggest one~

28) Would you get vore teased in a voice call or VR: God I hope so.

29) Maw pics or belly pics: Belly, all day every day, it's all about the belly.

[wonda-fhr]

It was really difficult to find the discoverer of Isoptega. But after a long journey through the history of the mustached isopods and the valuable help of @m3k-fhr, the first mention of Isoptega was uncovered.🤩

Have fun in the mud puddle. 534 words.

First discovery

You tolerate the water for a while, but swimming is not your strength, and you are already running out of energy and threatening to sink to the ground. Suddenly, long, delicate fingers are carefully groping around in the muddy puddle in which you are fighting to survive.

They are not just groping around, they are groping for you, and you are already too weak to escape. The muddy water clogs your antennae and sits too tightly on your gills, making it hard to breathe.

You know you're lost when the mud sticks you to a fingertip and the giant creature lifts you far above the ground, farther than you've ever been. You find some comfort in the thought that you have seen the earth from high above before you are eaten.

You are now close to the predator's face and can already see its teeth. Normally, people don't pay much attention to you, this one must be very hungry if it hunts such small creatures like you. But for some reason, it hesitates to simply devour you.

It has the tip of a tissue in its hand, you know those things that often end up next to the trash can you live under. The tip fumbles all over your body, sucking the mud and water away from you. It is a relief to breathe freely again.

Then the creature wipes your face, it has long since been freed from the mud, but it still wipes your antennae several times. Then it makes funny noises, even if they sound strange, you know that people laugh like that and wonder what could be so funny.

Then there is a soft, friendly voice. "That's not mud at all, that's your little moustache. I'm sorry I tried to wipe it off your face. It suits you much better than others I know."

You are being carried, away from the puddle, away from the muddy path behind the hedge, where it is drier and quieter. You are still sitting on the finger, but notice how you are losing height until the finger is flat on the ground and you can comfortably step down with your 14 feet.

Confused because you haven't been eaten yet, you hesitate to run away. The big person is very close to you, you even recognize the bright grey eyes, but it doesn't seem to want to eat you. "So little friend. You should be safer here. Take care of yourself, Isoptega."

Friend? Isoptega? It gave you a name. You never had a name before. You raise your antennae and try to thank it, but the lovely, beautiful creature that saved you has already gotten up and can no longer recognize your gesture.

It returns to the path on which it rescued you. You are amazed, as you have never heard of such a thing happening to another isopod. Not only did you survive the dangers of the water, you were saved by a selfless creature who gave you a name.

No one can take that away from you, and you will never forget this day. The day you became more than an isopod, you are a friend now, with a heroic name. You are Isoptega.

[ofpineapplesanddawns]

Not necessarily a prompt from the list but I was wondering if you had anything for Fourteen and House?

Anon, I have been waiting for this day for weeks now!

Technically, I don't have anything, but by gosh, I'm still gonna write some nonsense with these two!

Don't question on House still exists, it's Doctor Who. If the Daleks can keep finding ways to return from the dead, then so can this guy.

Going with they/them pronouns for Fourteen because I like the idea of them not really being sure if they're ready to return to he/him but not ready to keep going by she/her.

On with the fic!

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The Doctor gently kicked at a rock with their new, yet-old-looking, trainers. They could sense it, life on this small, planet-like object that was floating in the outreaches of this particular area of space.

They pulled out their sonic, still feeling a giddy buzz in their head at the fact that they still had their previous incarnation's handmade one. They really hoped they wouldn't lose this one, that tended to happen often when changing into a new body.

Well. This one was kinda old. Not that it's a bad thing! Still weird, still trying to figure out why this face, with some slight aging. Damn, they aged well, like a fine wine. The Doctor wondered if this would happen again, what face would they return to, would that one age well as well?

The sonic gave them some readings and they blinked, eyes wide. "No. That's impossible! Idris destroyed him!"

"I believe that it was a human who once pinned," came a voice that the Doctor had not heard in ages, green glows coming from within cracks and holes on the planet's surface, "the circumstances of my death were greatly exaggerated. Or something similar, I am not too familiar with your collection of human literature as I had been centuries ago."

The Doctor frowned as they pocketed their sonic. "Hello, House."

"Hello, Doctor. It's been a long time. You look good, I'm surprised that you remember me, considering you removed my from your memories while wearing that exact face."

"I regenerated." The Doctor sniffed. "Specifically into the man who helped to banish you into the time stream."

"Which is how you eventually met me again, just with the face I like best from you." House replied, amused. "Time is such a tricky thing, even for us ancient beings."

"Yeah, well, I'm not too thrilled to see you again, after everything."

"You mean my attempts to murder you and your little friends? Or for-"

"All of it." The Doctor replied, holding up a hand. "I see you found a new body, not as big or as cluttered as your old one."

House sighed, the lights flickering. "Yes, but it will do. It resides far out in the universe, as you can tell, were ancient energies can be eaten as they drift further and further from their original starting point. However, it is like a whale trying to eat plankton, I need a lot to consume rather than just devouring a TARDIS and being sated for ages."

The TARDIS made a warning noise from where she sat a few yards off. "As if I want to attempt consuming you again, you old hag." House snipped and the Doctor stomped their foot.

"Don't insult my TARDIS."

"She started it."

"Don't care who started it, I'll finish it." The Doctor clucked their tongue and stomped again. "Look, I'm just out here trying to find answers, and I thought there was a signal. Turns out you're up to your old tricks again."

"Sometimes I get people to come here, it's not easy or as fruitful as gullible Time Lords, but I can get some food from the different fuels and energies out in this area of the universe."

"Right." The Doctor shoved their hands into their pockets. "I should get going, I'm still trying to find answers."

"To what, Doctor?"

"To... something important, that isn't for you to know."

House was quiet, the lights dimmed once more. "I missed you."

The Doctor bit their tongue before giving some thought to their words. "I haven't thought about you in ages."

"He would miss me, the old you."

"He doesn't remember you."

"It's probably for the best that he doesn't." House sighed again. "Still, I'm glad to see that beautiful face once more."

The Doctor took a step back, shaking their head. "It can never happen again, House. You know this."

"I know. Goodbye, Doctor. Don't be a stranger."

"I... right. Goodbye, House." The Doctor turned and quickly went to the TARDIS, snapping their fingers to open the doors and then stepped inside, never once looking back at any of the glowing rocks.

She dematerialized for them so they didn't have to.

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I still haven't decided what House did to make Ten remove him from the TARDIS then banish him from his memories, but it was BAD.

Also, green text! Cause his words are green in my head.

[visiting-statue-23]

We had a family dinner. Haven't eaten "properly" in weeks..

I was prepared for the occasion; managed to get cals in the way that my weekly intake remains the same.

I was the only one who could devour my massive meatplate. It felt like reeeeeally old times.. it was fun, also. I saw how they thought of me as the young and somewhat fit one who's probably concerned about food but I was just carelessly enjoying our time.

Daily intake is around 1100 kcal this week.

Next week I'll aim for 1 k.. and will have secret low-res days somewhere in between. We'll see how it goes.

Have hit 65 kgs recently. I'm anxious if I maintain/lose 🫣

I need to tho.. I'm just so tired of being this jiggly after this much work.. but I guess, if you start high, you gotta work more. My summer goal was 60.. maybe I can still make it..

[sneakytoons]

Me when my family invites the causation of our family into our house and gets mad at me for not interacting (hes never been in my life because he's a pedophile idc how many years ago it was he fucked his siblings up mentally and she STILL lets him in HER house when it happened to HER around HER kids and dares to worry abt anything else. Fucking hell) but I refuse to talk to the mf so every Thanksgiving I hide in the room. I made a deal that the first Thanksgiving I'd try my best, and did, and didn't like how I felt. They got mad over me not wanting to see him. So now my aunt is giving me a really bad cold front, and being mean, so I haven't eaten all fucking day and dinners still cooking

I just got up, shaky and spinning to finally make two sandwiches and devoured them quickly..im.used to not eating. We barely have food and i save it for the others, and I have a fear of weight anyway even if I'm on the right course (I'm like..132? Massive tits...heh...) sorry anyway moral is:

I finally got to make smth to eat and I'm so. Upset about things because it's js not fair but what do I care I had a good day despite it, I called m'love and he made me laugh sm and he's everything to me and it's that rarity shit again where I told him I was getting antisocial and annoyed sometimes but it started to fade away fast again and I'm right back on his lap

He has to go to work tn :( im.busy all these next 2 weeks so I'll barely get to call him we call twice or three times every week with our schedules..whines..

But I did have a fun Thanksgiving despite having to hide away my friends are amazing..I told them abt my fixation with anxiety toys and slimes and they started sending me ones they saw and it warmed my heart alot cos they're listening to my inane rambles :3 (we all have our own ramble rooms and ive been using mine alot since my Instagram fiasco) but m'love immediately tuned in and added it to my Christmas list and he can't know cos I freak out badly over money (we talked it out and he helps me feel much less anxious, says it helps him feel less far and I figured I'd put my trauma aside as best I could to let him have that and I've got gifts for him too WEHEHE) BUT it warmed me up inside cos he wasn't just randomly guessing, he's listening to what I like and asking questions and it makes it feel more..special. And sometimes I get a bit blunt but I told him "I'd rather you tell me instead of guessing cos what if I don't like it" and he went "WOW. I'd like the gift you got me because you got it for me" and I had to quickly go "NONONO I'd want to be right, and if it's wrong and I get it again and you don't like it how will I know what you really like? I wanna know what YOU like so you can be happy AND like the gift"

And I thought I was too mean but we jokes through it all and he took it to mind im so I'm im I'm huhh I hhhhh he lets me be as weird as I fucking want dude he's freaky too and I and and I'm learning new things agt him and usually the past me would get tired and sad but he slowly reveals things that make me go "WHAT." ZUGHHHHHHHH WHAT IF HE GETS BORED OF ME

...he would yell at me rn 😞 "I would NEVER get bored of you, Bunny."

Plus he lets us have heart to heart conversations on call too instead of just tedt so I can read his voice and tone

Sniffles

God I'm so...I...

HE SENT ME APARTMENTS. We're gonna talk abt budgeting tn or tomorrow ughhhh he's so. Perfect for me with all his flaws. And edges I manage to love and kiss every piece of it how howww usually I cringe at my s/o's if they do smth that makes me pull back or if I do smth cringe but onfg never with him

Maybe once and I was like "I do that too actually" and I shut it down LMFAOAOOA 😪🙏 AUGGHH IM PLAGUED!