#My eyes are opening for the possibilities 👁👄👁

[quackquackcey]

Writers Wrap

(ty for the tag @demonicfaerie 💛 I am late to the game but hehehooha ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

Favorite Story you've worked on this year: i have no clue lol, Derek's Kumquat probably? Technically i worked on it dec 2023 & posted jan 2024 so idk if it counts as this year LOL, it was originally my fic idea for sterekreversechallenges' Sterek 1000 Cakes Challenge based on the word prompt 'kumquat' but the plotbunny was too fat for me to write in time 😂 I've reread it many times & like to laugh at the dumb kumquat puns & jokes everytime when I do 🤣 (also ofc the smut is peak 🤌)

Favorite character you've written this year: Stiles or Derek! Idk which though - Stiles is funner & easier to write for me in the sense that i tend to write him a bit rambly/there's more of a lighthearted tone to his inner monolgues/thoughts, but I actually relate to Derek a lot so depending on the fic, writing Derek's depression & struggles always feels cathartic to me, especially since I'm often in the midst of one of my fat depresso™️ waves when I write those fics LMAO 🤣

Favorite scene you've worked on this year: uhhhhh 👁👄👁 tbh i have the memory of a peanut - aka i dont remember shit unless i just finished writing it LMAO also i have fav scenes in most of my fics so imma just cop out on this 🤣

Favorite piece of inspiration you've used this year: uh do people count as inspiration LOL i shan't tag anyone, but renmackree my love always inspires me 💛 & posts from hotgirlstiles & kittykatstiles always get my sterek engine revving ahaha 🌝 i did try out songfics for the first time this year (which i heard are easier to write but honestly i find them challenging?? LMAO)

Favorite line or lines written this year: my peanut memory is failing me once more lmao 💀 but i will try, ummmm lemme pick lines/scenes from a fic i havent mentioned in my ao3 wrapped either - "You're my god"

*2 hrs later* i got sidetracked rereading it lmfao

He tore a scroll just as Theo opened a wooden box, and Stiles came face to face with an old friend. A thrill ran down his spine. "Ah," he said with a smile as runes flowed from the scroll to the earth. "It's you. It's been a long time since you possessed me." The nogitsune blanched, if that was possible. "You—! It can't be!" Stiles laughed, finally standing up from where he'd sat behind Derek as he pulled his bat out of a swirl of wind. "I end all things that begin, but have no end. What am I?" The nogitsune took a step back, then another. Stiles strolled forward. "I end all things that begin, but have no end," he repeated, tapping his bat against his shoulder. "What am I?" Theo took one look between Stiles' smile and the retreating nogitsune and tried to escape—Scott pinned him down to the ground with a conflicted grimace. "C'mon now," said Stiles as Derek came to stand beside him on the porch, slashing down the wall of earth one of the gods conjured with a flick of a claw. "I thought you loved riddles." He slashed his palm, ichor spreading over his bat, and the nogitsune froze. "I end all things that begin, but have no end," he spoke, winds blowing. "What am I?" The nogitsune tried to flee, the winds blocked their way. They turned back towards Stiles. "Death," they said, and Stiles slammed a hole out of their side with a booming crack of his bat.

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Heat radiated in thrumming, scorching waves as the blazing sphere of fire descended on him, and he waited for the last second, when all eyes would be on him, to open the crack once again; he waited for his skin to begin burning, smoking, to clench his fist with a resounding cra— Nothing but cold, cold air touched him. No breeze, no smoke, no fire. All he saw before him were clouds and for a moment, he thought that he'd been sealed away, until he noticed that the other gods still stood there, silent, staring at the clouds as well.  The thin clatter of an arrow dipped in liquid violet shot by Hoderi, God of the Sea, broke and fell to Derek's feet, an echoing pindrop amongst the speechless hush. It was only when Stiles' arms wrapped around him that he realized. The entire top half of the chamber had disappeared. Clouds stretched out before them past the razor sharp edges of the shortened walls, cut in a single slash so quick and clean that it cleaved through the walls in a soundless sweep like butter without anyone noticing until after the fact. And the cause of it floated behind him, arms looped around his neck—one hand lifted to cut an ichor-tinged line through the air, and Hoderi's head rolled to the floor. What remained of the chamber roared back to life. Attacks rained on them, but Derek just stared at the way Stiles' wet eyes blazed as the skies darkened and the clouds thundered with vengeful rage. Tears mixed with ichor left gold-tinged tracks on Stiles' cheeks, and maybe it was because Derek's vision darkened around the edges or because his body couldn't feel anything past the poison throbbing through his veins, but he brushed his lips against Stiles' face to kiss the tear tracks away, a barely there graze.

god sterek au my beloved

Written piece or accomplishment this year: all my fics are accomplishments to me ngl LOL the longer fics take more time & effort ofc but the shorter ones present a diff challenge 💛 is that a cop out answer lmao? the feral wind that lit him ablaze is the obvious one aside from Derek's Kumquat, but i'll also stick my 1st songfic golden hour here & "You're my god" bc the latter had a month deadline & I wrote that whole month & still had to cramwrite my ass off....LMAO 😭 totally my fault though for deciding to do god au worldbuilding for it frnjekfen

no specific tags, just an open tag from me if anyone wants to do it bc im late as shit & probs everyone has done this already LMAO

[nightswithkookmin]

Okay time out

I'm reading through the comments on my last post and some of yall are wilding in there losing the whole entire plot👁👄👁

Please watch your language. I don't want to make space for anyone's hate and vitriol towards anyone. If you've been in the Fandom for more than a month you'd know Kim Taehyung is not a bad person at all. He's not. A little nuts sure but bad???? Cmon now.

If you hate him or anyone in bts this is not the space for it.

What I want is to hold space for anyone who feels disillusioned and jaded by the whole vmin situation. In case that intention didn't come through lemme reiterate. WE DON'T HATE TAEHYUNG ON THIS CORNER OF THE INTERNET.

You can talk about being disillusioned with Jikook and how you think things are not the same with them and I'll make space for that. Similarly you can talk about vmin or any ship for that matter and express your opinions about their dynamic and I'll hold space for that.

But please don't hate on nobody😔

Vmin have one of the best enviable friendships in all of Kpop. We love to see that sort of genuine love. It's healing, it's beautiful. Love in and of itself is a beautiful thing and we love to celebrate that.

And for me it's really hard to think of Kim Taehyung, the guy who threw a producer under the bus for preventing him from featuring Jimin on his song because he thought it was gay, same guy who saves fan art and recommends them to Jimin- there is a trail of moon on JMs back all thanks to Tae, when Jimin dropped Vibe he shared it to his story, he liked the post, he was commenting and interacting on JMs posts- when JK was silent as well. He even said he had saves a video of JM he was going to post on Jms birthday!

How is this person then a bad person at all. I don't understand. Can we talk about this one mishap without rubbishing and invalidating all the love effort and consideration he's shown towards Jimin up until now?

Do I think he could have done more to support JM, I do. Simply because he's done it in the past. He stayed up with us to watch Vibe when it dropped!

I'm just mad at him for staying quiet and leaving fans to do all the heavy lifting when he, JK, Suga are one of the biggest PJMs on earth. I'm hurt, I'm disappointed, and yes I'm crying my eyes out over here cos everything that has happened over JMs release overwhelms me.

Or maybe I'm too much of a romantic and I keep wandering back to moments of JM running to him and comforting him and promising he'll take responsibility for him. I keep wandering back to them talking about how much they protected eachother from bullies and I hoped he would lead the chorus and stand up for Jimin this time around too.

vmin are not perfect. They have their issues. But they also have one of the best relationship dynamics in kpop. Yet I feel I can't even vent out the frustration I feel over this, over the gradual decline of their ship, Bangtan friendship, or even express my insecurities over vmin without being overly cautious so as not to enable their antis and it's so frustrating.

We can't tell them how to love eachother. We can't do that. And there's always a possibility they know something we do not know. He's closer to JM than you and I. For all you know, he isn't even aware how these things affect his own fans who support him with Jimin.

This is something Jimin is constantly aware of and is good at- self awareness- but when it comes to Jungkook and Taehyung not so much.

Now if you'll excuse me I need to go back to pouting cos Tae sucks. He can step on leggos

I'm open to hearing theories about why you think he didn't say anything about Face.

No, it's not because he hates Jimin 🤺

Do you think it's because JM chose JK to do letters with and not him?🤔

Jk didn't say anything bout Vibe either and when he decided to sing that song he only knew JMs part💀🤧

Either way, he needs to make this right else I'm sending poop emojis on his next live💩

[emmacreatures]

PET PEEVES

I'm BACK! With a follow up on "STARED AT".

https://www.tumblr.com/emmacreatures/712528431623110656/stared-at

I'll possibly do more of these follow ups, not sure how many will follow!! Featuring Ka'am, mainly Lyle and Ter'ran as well, HOPE YOU ENJOY✨ after this, a lot more will happen in detail with Ka'am x quaritch 👁👄👁

For the recoms headed back to their base.. Prager frowned as he watched it all happen along mansk and everyone else.. "Where is lyle going?" Zdog asked as she chewed her gun, almost rolling eyes for Quaritch kept moving back, being a bit pissed at Lyle who of course had to start an argument with him. "possibly butting heads with his own ego. he'll be back in a bit after he's cooled off" Quaritch said as he was more focused on which eyes he had just met rather than all that happened with his best friend. As they kept moving back, Mansk, who always was the silent guy, was rather intrigued by the whole occurence with the natives. "How did you figure that we couldnt go any further" He asked, carrying the large weaponry like it was easy, for Quaritch sighed. Mansk didnt annoy him at all, but the man had his thoughts elsewhere, which made his ego pop up. "Any great minded man could tell that it was a trap if we interacted more. Now come on. We have to be back. Ardmore already made an exception for us to leave after the dark" he said, telling Zdog as well to get Lyle back or at least keep an eye on him..

Meanwhile as everyone else made it back, Quaritch changed his shirt to a new one before he finally knew for sure who he met as his mind was spiraling. Deep inside he knew it from the start, but he had to be sure. It was the damn Na'vi the RDA had captured years ago.. He was younger back in the day, chained.. For Parker wanted answers as the rebellious navi was attacked, in which most of his possessions were taken from him. Quaritch rememberd loud and clear the navi hadnt said a word to him, and neither had he.. But the eye contact they made was special to say the least. He sensed almost that the navi wouldnt attack him if it came to him. Throigh the days that Ka'am was stuck there, the two hadnt said a single word, but it felt like they communicated whenever their eyes locked. Of course in that time, Quaritch was weary around them.. By all means he'd try to kill them on sight if they did too.. But for some odd reason.. That one na'vi almost changed his view. Not to all of them. Just to that one..

While Quaritch was in thoughts, Alexander entered the room, seeing the man was thinking. "You're alright colonel? something we need to be informed about as well?" he asked respectfully, making Quaritch snap out of his thoughts.. "Yeah I'm fine. Thanks for your concern. You want to sit at a table, talk about our feelings?" the man said rather sarcastically, for he was a little vulnerable mentally due to the sudden similarity he met. Just as the man wanted to stop their conversation, Zdawg entered the room, running. "Colonel. Its lyle, he's nowhere near".

a few hours later~

"Jesus.. My head" Lyle groaned as he slowly opened his eyes, noticing he was in a.. Where the hell was he, he thought. Things seemed rather old.. There was some metal here and there.. it loojed like an old dead tree, being on the inside, something way smaller than what they shot down years ago back when they were human. The second Lyle became more conscious, the man tried to get out of whatever he was stuck with.. It wasnt like a normal rope. It hurt against the skin too.. 'son of a bitch..' he thought, looking around as he eventually noticed some navi looking at him from a distance, but they easily did their own thing. "Am I not too amusing for you guys.." he said with a glare, feeling like the fact the focus was not on him while he was captured hurt his damn ego. "I wouldnt worry about that" A female navi passed him while speaking in na'vi, holding a spear in her hand as she glared. "You think I'm supposed to follow that dumbnuts? We'll hurt you one way or another.. Just you wait when my buddies come around. You'll get your ass whooped-" Lyle said unfiltered, making the female hiss at him before wanting to step closer "Naraya." Ka'am called for the women raised her head, hissing before stepping back as her spicy energy definitely was one of the largest.. "I want to rip his lungs out" she said in na'vi, glaring for she listened.. Making the rest of the clan approach him.. "So who tf are you huh.. You're their puppeteer?" Lyle said towards Ka'am who was slowly coming out of the shadows, exhaling as smoke came out of his nose and mouth.. Before walking around the man who was tied up.

"It seems this alien has proved us wrong.. You can be more bald than a newborn, they have more hair than him" Ka'am said in Na'vi as everyone else laughed low, for Ka'am stayed deadly serious. Meanwhile as this was happening, the one usually having the biggest mouth of all, Ter'ran, was rather hidden away, laughing along but not meaning it.. and Ka'am could immediately sense it.. Being the leader that he was. "I dont know what the fuck you're saying but I feel like it aint cool bruh. Dare to speak to me in english, I bet you dont, you dick" Lyle had a big mouth.. Which wasnt the smartest thing in the world.. especially towards that one na'vi. But Ka'am could understand exactly what he was saying, and as he previously expected. This man was nowhere near respectful. Ka'am eventually kneeled down close, pulling out a dagger as he held it against lyle's neck. "We dont lower ourselves to your level." Ka'am said in english for once as his brain wanted to say much worse, even making Lyle uncomfortable.. And swallow to see these devillish eyes. Being quite silent for just a little bit.. "You think you scare me.. Think again" Lyle said a little hesitant, making Ka'am put a cut right at his throat as the man hissed.. But Ter'ran couldnt help but wince the second it was happening.. Ka'am sensed Ter'ran seemed uptight.. or merely worried, making him stand up after having kneeled down to Lyle to give him the warning.. Which made him go dig deeper.. "Naraya, Tsu'to-" "No, I can do it" Ter'ran suddenly said, knowing where this could go.. He knew Ka'am wanted Lyle to get some rather.. Brutal treatment to teach the man some manners and give him another time out. And its exactly what Ka'am didnt hope for. Because now, the secret was out for him already... Ter'ran fell through. "Let us alone" Ka'am said as he raised his head, seeing everyone left for Ter'ran swallowed.

The second Lyle was captured.. Ter'ran was dying inside to realize it was the man he met years ago, and lost for a brief time. Oh.. How badly ter'ran wanted to have him for himself the second he even heard his dumb talking that Lyle would praise himself for. But he had to pretend they had no connection.. Or ka'am would fry him up.. Or well, that was his thought. He couldnt tell if Lyle pretended as well, or couldnt recognize the man just yet, but at the exact moment where Ter'ran volunteered, Lyle's brain started to swirl as well.. Putting the puzzle together.

All Ka'am did at this point is look directly at Ter'ran, stepping closer as his tail was swooshing rather trickily. He could sense the man tried to lie, and it only took one single difference in behavior for Ka'am to notice something was going on. "You never volunteer for anything." Ka'am said with a voice so low, making Ter'ran almost turn away as he knew he was in trouble. The second Lyle noticed the discomfort of Ter'ran, realizing it has to be him.. he tried to figure what he could do. "who tf do you think you are huh??? Handling your own group like slaves?" Lyle started to yell, trying to get loose.. For Ka'am turned to Lyle with deadly eyes as a final warning.. Lyle was lucky he was still alive. But in that exact second, Ter'ran nonverbally signaled to Lyle in a 'plz dont' as a warning for him trying to protect Lyle from doing anything further.. and himself, But of course.. Lyle being lyle.. "Tf you doing.. waving and shit, you think I can follow??" he said casually with a frown, But that exact sign was caught by Ka'am again, grabbing Ter'ran's arm he narrowed his eyes.

Staring at him, Ter'ran knew already this was going to become a nightmare. Ka'am let go of his arm, slowly walking away, inbetween Lyle and Ter'ran. As the silence was so bad.. It cut wounds. "You know each other" He said, as their entire conversation had been in na'vi. as Ter'ran closed his eyes, pushing them closed as he swallowed, trying to patch up his fallthrough.. "And you'd assume I wouldnt notice?" Ka'am said tricky, for Ter'ran tried to stand strong, still 'willingly' wanting to pretend he would torture Lyle which is what Ka'am wanted to 'plan'. "I dont know what you speak off" Ter'ran dared to say... Making Ka'am lure it out more as he raised his head, being already dissapointed his friend wouldnt be honest.. But he seemed so weakened by the bald alien. "Mmm.." Ka'am only led out, seeming rather 'easy' about this all the sudden. "Alive or dead.. They'll come for him. Considering he doesnt want to speak what we want to hear or keep his mouth shut, I've had enough" Ka'am said casual, being done with the behavior Lyle showed.. But especially wanting to get Ter'ran to spit it out, how he knows this damn alien. Without much of a warning, Ka'am snapped his fingers, for Lyle's ears all the sudden perked to hear a rather... Unpleasant noise coming closer. "who the fuck do you think you are? Like WHO do you think you- Oh fuck me-" Lyle all the sudden said to suddenly hear heavy thuds coming closer, a rawr so raw it made his heart sink.

The thanator came out of the shadows, growling at Lyle for it lifted its odd 'cups' at the front of its muzzle, knowing its about to attack. "How about we save you the trouble of having to do that work" Ka'am said with a threatening voice towards Ter'ran, meaning that Ter'ran no longer would have to volunteer to hurt Lyle as a prisoner.. But this was far worse, Ka'am was about to feed lyle to his thanator, knowing he has no mercy. "A little help here.." Lyle whispered, swallowing as his words had definitely lessened.. He knew this beast could not be stopped.. "you know my petpeeves Ter'ran. Some you always seem to pull out.. But you know what I hate most." Ka'am said as the thanator came closer and closer, about to bite Lyle, making an end to it. "Disloyalty. Liars." he said as the silence hit.. Before he continued, seeing Ter'ran was fully focused on Lyle and the thanator. Glaring with his eyes towards his friend. "but since you're not like those.. You wouldnt mind to get rid of him, do you now" Ka'am said before Lyle couldnt hold it back anymore.. Seeing the life flash before his eyes "TER'RAN" He yelled out of fear, making Ter'ran break. "PLEASE STOP- STOP I BEG YOU. I'M A LIAR. I ADMIT, BUT DO NOT KILL HIM, ANYTHING BUT HIM" Ter'ran yelled with the fear in his voice, making Ka'am who glared at him.. Snort before snapping his fingers to make the Thanator stop right before Lyle, the drool of the animal was sliding an inch away from the recom.

If it had been a tenth of a second longer, it was game over but Ka'am had complete control, and knew exactly what to do. Ter'ran was the more emotional of the two.. As the man's tears were sliding down, the thought of having lost Lyle again felt like a stab theough his heart.. Without holding himself back this time, allowing his emotions to come through, Ter'ran ran up to Lyle the second the thanator was told to back off, holding Lyle's head as his tears kept flowing down.. But he knew now.. He was in deep trouble. Having had a moment to look at Lyle, Ter'ran slowly dared to turn to Ka'am, who glared with fury at the man. 'and here I thought I could rely on you' ka'am thought as he kept thinking.. He wanted to know how they knew each other, but right as he saw their connection, he rememberd the own eyes he met back in the deep forest of pandora. The eyes were so familair, but he hadnt given it much space to process, as it made its own entrance now.. Just by the thought of that, he called his thanator to himself, for it hissed loudly at Ter'ran and Lyle together now.. Before walking up to Ka'am. Having told the others to keep a close eye on them, almost wanting to tie Ter'ran up as well.. Despite he was part of their clan. The behavior he showed, felt like betrayal, but Ka'am was smart enough to figure something major was behind this. How could he know this alien, that they had never seen before... He decided to go back out there, see if those aliens were around. Normally he wouldnt do this by himself but let his clan do it for him.. But something peaked his curiosity again. He wanted to know how the eyes he saw were so familair as well as all seemed to pile up, being something huge. Something he wanted to know right away. His fascination to humans had never failed him, but this.. This was a bigger mystery he wanted to know.. How it was possible or why he even thought it. sooner or later he'd figure, or at least get told that.. The human he got in contact with so close.. Has returned in a new life and skin.. Back on pandora. But how..

TO BE CONTINUED

[meeludrawz]

It's not your baby - Part 1

My TMNT au doesn't have an actual name ANYWHO *Ahem* I was bored so I'm writing this little thing hereuh (I'm also writing it the way I imagined it in my head so don't u dare say I have bad grammar or shit like that, I know, I did it on purpose lmao) ------------------------------------------------------------

"I have good news but also bad news" Donnie walked out of his lab/room. "Which one do you want?" His brothers were all standing in the middle of the lair. Leo took some steps forward before Mikey could even open his mouth. "Bad news first" He answered Donnie while putting a hand on Mikey's shoulder to reassure him. "Elina needs a c-section as soon as possible-" "WHAT?!" Mikey interrupted Donnie by running to him and grabbing his shoulders. "IS SHE OKAY?! IS THE BABY OKAY?!" He shook his older purple brother before turning around. "What's a c-section?" "You've gotta be fucking stupid" Raph sighed in annoyance. "It's another way to get the baby out of the stomach, it's some kind of surgery" Leo explained as much as he could so Mikey could understand. "Not exactly that but yeah, I guess" Nodded Donnie as he thanked Leo, with a nod. "Anyways, as I was saying, Elina needs a c-section as soon as possible or else that will put both her and the baby in danger" "Then what are you waiting for? Save 'em" Raph added, raising a brow. The purple-masked turtle hesitated. "What's wrong?" Asked Leo after seeing the look on his brother's face.

"I can't just open her stomach like that! There are multiple procedures and I'm not an obstetrician!" "A what" Raph and Mikey asked simultaneously, confused. Donnie looked at their leader and even Leo looked confused so he facepalmed "It's the guy who does the surgery" he groaned.

"But- But dude you know lots!" Mikey started, trying to find some examples. "You saved Leo's life!" He couldn't find anything else. "You saved us so many times!" Facing Donatello, he looked down. "Can't you save them? For me?" "Mikey, it's dangerous! I could kill them both, I never did this before! I'm sorry Mikey but I just can't do anything to save them both"

Some tears started to form in Mikey's eyes. His older brothers instantly saw them. "Mike.." The orange-masked turtle raised his face towards Donnie. "Save both of them!!" He begged as he cried. "We're NINJAS Don!! We SAVE LIVES" "Ninjas are heroes Mikey!! Not doctors!!" The two of them got a little bit too close to each other. Luckily, Elina was under a sedative, their voices wouldn't wake her up.

"Doctors are heroes too!! They save lives too!! Why can't you do it?! Why can't you see that there is no difference?!" Mikey, out of rage, pushed Donnie. Raph and Leo gasped in worry. Donnie was also shocked but flames were burning in his eyes, he was pissed. "Okay that's enough" The leader tried to separate them before it was too late. But they didn't listen, Donnie pushed back his younger brother. "I said enough!" Once again, the younger brothers didn't listen and they started fighting each other. Leo threw a glance at Raph and they both immediately separated the younger two. "HOW CAN YOU BE SO HEARTLESS?! THAT'S MY BABY IN THERE!!" Mikey screamed as the tears were flooding his face. "THAT'S NOT YOUR BABY!!" The room immediately fell silent. Mikey, Raph and Leo's eyes widened in shock. Raph and Leo let go of the younger ones and the orange-masked turtle stormed out.

----------------------------------------------------------------------- Who wants part 2? I want part 2, you'll get part 2 Also, it's not cuz Donnie doesn't wanna but because he's scared. He never "opened" someone's belly before, ya know? He knows that if he fucks up, he knows it'll affect Mikey. (Mostly if it kills Elina and her baby)

Elina Watson belongs to me and can be first seen >here<

Also Leo, Raph and Donnie still don't get how the frick Mikey has a girlfriend AND a kid before any of them Raph didn't step in at first because damn, Mikey and Donnie fighting? 👁️👄👁️🍿  And Leo.. Well, he was shocked to even see his younger brother acting like an adult so he just kinda froze

@ackalice Might interest u? Idk sorry for the ping ^^''

[moonilit]

These two in my overwold team just:

[pookacangetit]

The Lorax is technically from Disney, which means that technically Community!Yuu can sing Biggering :D

I feel like even Yuu knows that the song has ✨villain villain✨vibes, so they would sing it when they think they're in private. In truth they left the door open and now a lot of students are either running away or crowding the door bearing gifts for the great one.

"There is a principle of nature, that most every creature knows. It's called survival of the fittest, and this is how it goes~" And since the song itself wasn't even released in the movie, it could classify as a top level not-even-the-country-it-belongs-to-sings-it kind of banned.

And at the last parts of the song from "I must keep biggering" to "This is all so gratifying~!" I kinda picture Yuu's eyes sorta glowing, and maybe a harsh spin towards the door when they say "I don't wanna hear yuu you crying" harshly throwing their arm to the side in a 'no' motion

A lot of people joined the cult that day, because whY IN THE FRESH HELL DOES THE PREFECT KNOW A SONG THAT ISN'T EVEN SUNG BY THE COUNTRY'S ROYALS

The Lorax is wuh 👁👄👁- yk what it makes sense if something isn't Dreamworks or Laika it's Disney.

Biggering being an unknown lost lyricis either fuelling the flames of Yuu being a god older than the Great Seven (cause Snow White is technically the oldest Disney animated film) and creator of the universe OR assume Yuu's dangerous af and trying to prevent Yuu from going down a dark path.

Masterlist

Yuu was a part of the clean-up crew during VDC so while the others practiced they were mindlessly sweeping a small corner of the stage.

Bored and really not aware of their surroundings, Yuu started to reminisced of their life back on Earth; back before they were mysteriously stranded in an entirely new world.

Recalling a movie they watched with their friends Yuu started to sing the removed song from the movie due to it beng too dark for the film.

At first I didn't realize~

I needed all this stuff~

I had a little cottage~

And that cottage was enough~

Lightly twirling in place, Yuu grinned as they danced with their broom, unaware of the eerie silence which descended upon the area as horrified eyes stared at the Ramshackle prefect in the corner.

A place where I could sit and knit~

A place where I could sell my Thneeds~

But now I've had a little time~

To re-assess my needs-

Yuu startled at the hand harshly slapped across his mouth, fuming the prefect turned around to scold whoever interrupted them so rudely when they paused.

Vil-senpai was glaring at them, his pale complexion paling even further and his eyes vacant of any emotion but fear as he bored holes into Yuu's face. His hands were unusually clammy, trembling ever so slightly which only Yuu could see from their closed distance.

"Prefect." His voice wavered ever so slightly, a giant sign of wrongness that put Yuu on alert for what could possibly terrify their usually composed and confident senpai, "Where did you hear that song?"

Yuu gently took off Vil's hand from their mouth, watching the hand fall back to Vil's side before slowly, quietly answering, "An old song from my world. Vil-senpai what's wrong-"

"Never." Vil rasped out, violently grabbing Yuu by the shoulder and shaking them. "Never. Ever. Sing that song again, do you hear me?!"

"Please, little potato, promise me." His hands were still trembling, Yuu nodded.

Yuu would later learn of the forbidden lost lyrics so dangerous that people willingly erase their memories of the songs. Lyrics that kill, lyrics that made monsters, lyrics like what they sang capable of overblotting people just by singing or hearing them.

But that was later, as Yuu comforted their shaking senior on the verge of a breakdown right now and assured everyone they weren't planning on world domination.

Yuu: *sings almost forgotten government secret song inspiring villianous misdeeds*

Vil: *panic attack*

Also everyone: holy shit they're older than dirt + mindfuck for the other, other list who figured out they're an embryo compared to God?!Yuu

[albed-hoe]

Hi, I really loves your works. It's really good read them.

I was wondering if I could get Thoma x (sub) shy!m!reader having *ahem* their first time? They just cuddle and kissing until Thoma realizes reader is 'hard' ?

☆Thank you☆

I'm Sure

Characters: Thoma x Male Reader

Summary: Thoma gives reader his first time

Warnings: !NSFW, MINORS/FEM READERS DNI!

Word Count: 1630

A/n: Yeah…👁👄👁

The light of the moon shone through the small opening of the curtains, draping itself across the two of you. You were both lying down in bed, Thoma facing you and you facing him, loving gazes and fleeting kisses being exchanged between the two of you. You talked about anything and everything, topics as simple as how your day had been, or what was bothering you. Eventually, Thoma boldly declared his love of your eye color, reveling in your flustered reaction from the compliment.

“Th-Thoma, stop that.” You muttered, looking away from him and trying to make yourself smaller.

“Aww, you’re so cute, [Y/N]! Come here!” He pulled you flush against his body, putting one of his legs between yours and wrapping the other over you. You froze when he shifted between your legs, him not noticing your reddening cheeks or growing arousal.

“Thoma… P-Please, you know I don’t like attention like that.” You tried diverting his attention.

“We both know I won’t stop until I get a kiss. Come on, [Y/N]! Gimme your lips!” he exclaimed, puckering his lips, and closing his eyes. His leg kept subconsciously rubbing between your thighs, only making you unbearably turned on.

“Th-Thoma, I- Help…” Upon hearing the strain in your voice and feeling a particular hardness against his leg, Thoma snapped his eyes wide open, a blush beginning to grow on his face as well.

“Oh! I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… Do that!” He pulled himself out of your embrace, embarrassed, standing off the bed and turning away.

“I-I’ll take my leave now! You can use the bathroom if you want to. It’s right there.” He began making his way to the door when you jumped out of the bed and ran after him.

“Thoma wait!” You squeaked out, grabbing his wrist before he could reach the door. He turned back around to be met with you looking up to him, face beet red. You almost immediately looked to the floor out of embarrassment.

“P-Please help me…” You whispered to him. His face was now almost as red as yours as he realized what you were asking him to do. “I-I want my first to be with… You.”

“[Y/N]…” He lifted your chin to make you look in his eyes. His expression was now calm, looking at you with adoration. “Are you sure you want this?” You thought about this being your first time, then the answer came to you when you saw the look in his eyes, assuring you he would take care of you in every way possible.

“I’m sure, Thoma.” You breathed, before he slowly leaned in to capture your lips in the most passionate kiss you had ever had. You let go of his wrist to grip both hands on his shirt, as his slowly roamed across your torso.

“A-ah…” You moaned lowly when he slid both hands up your shirt, beginning to caress your hardening nipples.

“Take this off for me please, [Y/N].” He whispered beside your ear, making you obediently take off your shirt while he took off his.

For him. Damn, you’d do absolutely anything for him. He had you wrapped around all his fingers, at this point. After both your tops hit the floor, Thoma began making his way back towards you. Your hands almost automatically began roaming across his chest as you gawked over his muscles and scars.

“*Huff* Woah…” You breathed, making him chuckle. He began kissing your neck, making his way to your collar bones, reveling in your low moans as he went from one shoulder to the other. He began working on his pants, letting them and his underwear fall to the ground, exposing his fully erect length. Making his way back up to your lips, he began palming you through your shorts.

“Th-Thoma!” You squeaked, already lost in the pleasure of his hands working through your clothing.

“Y-You look beautiful, love…” He huffed, beginning to undo your pants, letting them and your underwear pool at your feet. Your length sprung out in the air, already leaking, and demanding more attention. Thoma didn’t waste a second on running his hands up and down your length. Each stroke made you weaker in the knees, almost making you fall to the floor. The only thing avoiding that in the moment was Thoma’s strong arm, wrapped around your waist to hold you up.

“[Y/N]… Don’t be shy. You can touch me too.” He said, offering you a genuine smile. Your breath hitched in your throat when you looked down at his length. Barely mustering up the courage, you reached out and began stroking the underside of his cock with your palm. You flinched upon hearing a low groan but were reassured when you felt a kiss just beneath your earlobe and a quiet ‘it’s okay’.

After a while of standing, Thoma pulled away and chuckled when he heard you whine and saw your desperate expression, begging for him to keep going.

“It’s okay [Y/N], just gimme a second.” He reassured, opening a drawer in the nightstand to pull out a bottle of lube and a condom, the sight of both objects making you embarrassed. Thoma made his way back, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Come here, dear.” He said with a smile, his arms outstretched to you. You obliged, straddling your legs over his lap while facing him. He poured some lube in his hand, lathering up his fingers and turned his gaze back to you.

“Alright dear, this may hurt a bit, but you have to trust me. I’ll go as slow as you need.” He said, his expression turning serious. You nodded in understanding, flinching at the foreign feeling of a finger entering you. Thoma placed gentle kisses against your shoulder, as he pushed his finger deeper in you, trying to loosen you up as slowly as possible.

When you were used to one, Thoma added another finger, then two, stretching your entrance as much as he could. The moans you were letting out were definitely not helping him keep his control. He then curled his fingers forward, hitting your prostate and sending your hips forward as you let out a loud cry of pleasure.

“Th-Thoma! I-I’m gonna-!” As he felt you tightening around his fingers, he pulled them out, making you let out a loud whine, your hips bucking forward in an attempt to cum.

“It’s okay, [Y/N], lie down on the bed for me.” You nodded, crawling your way over to the middle. As you turned around, you spotted Thoma rolling the condom down his length and pouring more lube along it. Seeing him stood in the middle of the room with the moonlight casting shadows across his body must have been the most beautiful sight to have ever graced your eyes. You snapped out of your trance when he was hovering over you, looking at you lovingly.

“Everything alright?” He asked, earning a nod of approval. “Alright, this may hurt a little, but trust me, it’ll feel better soon.” He told you, taking his length and lining it up at your entrance. You flinched, feeling him push the head inside, sighing as he continued sliding his length into your ass. Hearing you squeak when he bottomed out, he looked back up and kissed the crown of your head.

“Let me know when I can move.” He said, kissing you on the lips next. You took a few seconds to catch your breath and adjust to his girth before finally looking back up at him.

“O-Okay. You can m-move.” Having your full trust in him ignited a flame within him that seemed to strengthen your bond together. He began moving slowly, earning small gasps and moans from you as you adjusted to his thrusts. The sight of you beneath him with tears in your eyes had him holding himself back from going feral on you.

After a few minutes of slow thrusts, he felt you loosening around him. He began angling his thrusts upward, hitting the head of his cock right against your prostate, ripping loud moans from your throat. He stopped thrusting to slide his arm under your back and lift you back up, making you sit on his cock while facing him. Thoma grabbed your hips with one hand, gripping your dick with the other while looking up into your eyes with pure love.

A few minutes passed with you bouncing up and down on his length, when Thoma felt himself reaching his high.

“Th-Thoma, I’m close!” You whispered, making him speed up his thrusts and his strokes.

“M-Me too, [Y/N]… Can you cum with me?” He asked, earning your nod of approval. The lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin and your moans echoing across the room were driving him crazy, making him lost in pleasure.

“Thoma… I’m… I’m gonna- AHH!” You screamed, squirting your cum all over his chest, while he filled you up at the same time. His loud moans kept pulling more ropes of semen from your dick before you began coming back down from your orgasm. You looked back down at your boyfriend with hazy eyes, kissing him deeply as you felt his cum leaking out of you.

You let your head fall into the crook of his neck as Thoma pulled out of your ass, making you let out a small moan at the feeling of being empty. With his cum running down the back of your leg, he picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and he made his way to the bathroom.

“Let’s get you cleaned up with a nice, warm bath, how does that sound?” Hearing your hum of content, Thoma laughed and kissed your cheek, your lips pulling up into a small smile.

Um, anyways! Daddy Thoma!!🤪 Intimate sex is just… Ugh🥴

[tinydestinybear]

Omg I am so happy that you still take request for koh harry! Maybe you could do one with harry and lily being sick and yn taking care of them not caring about her health. (Well you can make yn sick later in part 2 if you want but it's totally up to you👁👄👁) Maybe with a lil angst and drama👀

~💌

feedback is appreciated :) the ending might seem a little abrupt and i’m sorry about that 

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You never expected the argument to build so quickly, the tension increasing in the room as you let out a scoff, “You’re being unreasonable! I can fight for and protect myself, you don’t have to restrict my movement around the village!” Your eyes begin to puff up, feeling the anger within you rise.

“I’m only telling you to reduce your visits around for a few weeks because had the guard not been there today, you would have been the one that would have been injured. Did you think of that possibility? I’m only looking out for you here sweetheart, please understand.” Harry doesn’t want to get angry about this situation but your refusal is not helping his growing frustration. 

You wish Harry would understand that regardless of an attack on you, the Queen of Hell, your daily routine should not be affected and that restraining you would only bring more talk.

And Harry wished that you wouldn’t categorize this as him being overprotective over you, being concerned for your safety ever since you entered the kingdom was one of the things which was always on his mind. He wished he could explain how afraid he was of something happening to you, he would probably end up blaming himself.

Just as you wish to let him know that you’ll take more guards for the sake of your security, you both hear the door open as Lily enters. The sight of your four year old relives some tension in the room as you both feel yourself calm down. “Mama Dada, visit bunny?”

“Yes Lily, Dada’s gonna come with you,” Harry says before he turns towards you, grabbing your hand slightly and says, “I’m gonna take her for a while. Take care of yourself at the event.”

His hand leaves yours and you feel yourself slightly upset at the fact that this is the first time he’s not going to drop you off himself. You’ve been a strong, independent woman ever since birth but his love and affection for you always gets you weak.

It’s at the event where you come across stories of recent robberies and attacks going around the neighbouring villages when it finally comes to you that Harry was merely concerned for your safety and given how protective he is of you two, you’re shocked by how oblivious it was to you this time. Perhaps, you could both make up for the fight once you reach back.

Meanwhile Lily played with her pet bunny and Harry was in thought of how he made you this upset. He hoped you’d hear him out when you would return back. In a quenching thirst, Lily and Harry went along the bank of the river where they fed themselves and the bunny some water. Unknown to them, the water was contaminated with some bacteria.

As they returned back to the mansion, Lily’s ears seemed to turn red and her face started burning up. Just the worried father he was, Harry rushed to call for medical help and once he remembered drinking the water, he felt even more guilty. How is that he messed up twice the same day to hurt his family this much?

You returned a few hours later when you spotted both Harry and Lily sleeping, which felt a little off since it was not even past their dinner time. You removed your coat before you walked towards Harry’s side and patted him to wake him up.

He turned himself over before you shook him again. Rubbing his eyes before turning towards you, he looked at you with tired, sleepy eyes. “You’re home, I’m glad you’re back safe.”

“Are you two sleeping in early today?”

A little confused to approach the topic, Harry decided to at least let Lily sleep and tell you about what happened. “Y/N I- let’s just go to any other room first. I’ll tell you.”

Once you both settled down, you both looked at each other, his face suggested that he had so much to say to you but could find a way so you took it upon yourself to express what you had thought of, “Harry, I’m so sorry about what happened in the afternoon. I did not wish to ignore your request. It just felt like you were restricting me. I understand your point very well now and we can skip visiting for a while.”

“Love, It’s fine even I felt that I ignored your request. Maybe we can find a way in between to meet the commoners till the robberies die down,” His tone was a little off when he continued, “Lily and I, we went to meet the bunny right?”

“Right, is everything alright? You both dozed off early, I’m a little concerned.” 

“We had some water by the river, it wasn’t in the best state as it was contaminated by some bacteria. I fear Lily is not well and neither am I, it is a common bacterial fever but may take some days for us to recover,” While he spoke, you finally realized how pale he appeared and before continuing, you put your hand on his burning forehead which confirmed your fear.

“Did you have something to eat? Perhaps a porridge would be better for you now. I’ll make it, you stay here while I check up on Lily too.” Concern lacing in your voice, you got up by the end when Harry grabbed your hand and said, “Relax m’love. We had some porridge. Lily has a slight fever but the doctor said it should get better with the medicine. She fell asleep after having the food, we can still go and check up on her now.” 

A small frown sat on your face when you saw them both look weak before Harry held your face and said, “No frowning. We’re gonna be alright. Do not stress yourself out.”

“But you two- I should have been there instead.”

“And what would have happened? The two of you would have still gotten sick and you wouldn’t even have let me feel worried. So I’m doing the same.”

“Ok ok. I can never win from you, can I? Please rest now so I can see you better tomorrow.” You placed a kiss on his forehead.

In sickness and in health, remember?

[chuuyrr]

Hiiii sooo can I request for when someone confessed to scarlet witch baby reader (during her teenage years) and didn't realize gojo and megumi where there and heard the whole thing? XD

Love your series btw! Very adorable!

dad! gojo & brother! megumi sees someone confessing to scarlet witch! fushiguro! reader

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): none (unless you consider an overprotective platonic dad! gojo and brother! megumi a warning)

thank you so much for the feedback! i'm glad you're loving the series, anon + this is such a cute request, happy reading <3

(p.s. all of you guys send in the most creative and fun to write requests, i really appreciate it whenever you guys drop by at my inbox with your ideas! this series wouldn't be possible if it weren't for all of you, requests are open btw and my tr series is currently on-hold because i got writer's block for venom 👁👄👁)

having toji as your biological father, getting your mother's looks and being the scarlet witch, you were quite the beauty yourself. gojo would shamelessly brag how amazing and pretty his kikufuku is every single time because he's that proud of you, but would go "protective dad mode" when they gawk over you. not only did you attract boys your age, you attracted girls too.

and it wasn't just gojo who's protective of you, there was your older half-brother megumi too. he's not as vocal as your father since he's the quiet type. he would just give them the nastiest glare and will only get physical if they dare to bother you, do or say something that makes you uncomfortable.

it was no surprise that you'd receive love letters, chocolates and flowers from your admirers at school. everytime you'd go home or get picked up by gojo or megumi and they see you holding a gift or two in hand, they would either make you throw it, hand it to them or like gojo, he would eat the chocolates you'd receive much to your dismay :(

gojo would make it up to you by buying you more expensive chocolates, saying that the chocolate you received tasted bad and you deserved better. at least you got to eat chocolates after all 💀

you don't actually get asked out in person since gojo and megumi have made it known at your school how protective they are to you, but one time, an admirer decided to be bold and took the risk. when gojo and megumi arrived together at your school to pick you up, so you two could eat dinner outside—they were surprised to find you missing from the waiting area or entrance of the campus.

both gojo and megumi decided to go look for you around the campus. asking the students at your school, they found out that classes have already been dismissed and students saw you go behind the school with someone who intended to confess their love for you. shocked, your father and brother literally bolts to where you were and sees someone hanging their head, while handing you a gift.

"not on my watch, not on my watc—gojo mentally prepared to infinite void and limitless technique the person when megumi pulled him to hide, not wanting to embarrass you despite his urge to step in just like your dad.

"you're going to embarrass, [name]!" megumi whispered yell at gojo, tightly holding him back by the arm. "let's just see what [name] is going to do and if they are going to do something funny."

gojo begrudgingly complied to megumi and watched as the scene unfold before him and your brother. both of them watched from a distance your admirer confess their love for you and asked permission to take you out on a date. oblivious to the nearby presence of your father and brother, you were a blushing mess when you accepted the gift.

however, right when you were to give your answer to your suitor—gojo releases himself from megumi and makes his presence known to the two of you despite megumi's protests.

"dad? what are you doing here!?"

a gasped escaped your breath, eyes widening at the sight of gojo popping out of nowhere.

"i've been looking everywhere, kikufuku!" gojo sauntered towards you, draping an arm around your shoulders protective while looking at your now trembling admirer from head to toe. with a sh!t eating grin, "hey there, thanks for the gift and all, but [name]'s not allowed to date. not on my and her brother's watch. now, if you'll excuse us—we have a family dinner to go to!"

as gojo began to drag you away from your admirer, he gave them one last look. "oh, and i appreciate the boldness of your confession to my baby."

"what the—were you here the whole time? did you hear everything!?" your face became as red as your wiggly-woos.

"everything, we even saw everything." gojo smiles at you nonchalantly while pointing at megumi who stepped out of his hiding spot with a sigh.

"dad! you guys are embarrassing me!" you weakly punched him at the arm, eyes flicking back to your admirer that was now brokenhearted from your father's words.

"what? don't tell me you're giving them a yes?" gojo gave you a look, eyes slightly narrowing.

"they were just being nice." you let out a huff, your cheeks puffing in the process as you tightly grasped the gift you received in hand. "i.. i was thinking about it though."

"everyone's nice when they're confessing, baby." gojo reprimanded you in a slightly stern tone.

"i agree [name], plus, they're probably just going for you because of your looks." megumi grumbled, walking next to you as the three of you exited the campus.

"you don't know that!" you retort, slightly glaring at megumi.

"well, you don't know that either." megumi returned the look with a flick to your forehead.

with a defeated sigh, "i still can't believe you guys were spying on me the entire time! this is why no one approaches me like that ever. you two keep scaring them away."

"well, they better be scared." gojo sassily answers, playfully rolling his eyes and nudging megumi which your brother responds to by with a small smile.

"dad! gumi-nii!" you whined, pouting.

they both dragged their words in unison. "whaaat?"

after that whole confession and rollercoaster of embarrassment, gojo and megumi took you to your favorite restaurant to make it up to you and then they tried taking the gift your admirer gave you from you, so you may or may not have used your wiggly-woos on them once you had gotten home.

"kikufuku! put us down this instant! we won't take it anymore, we just want to see what they got you!"

"oi, [name]! don't leave us stuck on the ceiling! i need to go back to my dorm!"

you got rid of their gravity just like how you did when you were younger, except you kept yours <3

[babu-haitani]

This has been running rent free in my head for days now. So, imagine the reader dying and being rsecarnataed as a comfort Lop Bunny. And add in the fact that she can talk too but just doesn’t in front of humans. Until one day she accidentally speaks. Think of it like a comedy type of story cause the cute lop bunny is a menace to Bonten. 😂 

Ex 1:

(Bonten) Sanzu: *Wakes up cause he needed to a sneezes* Ahoo

Bunny reader: *Stops munching on lettuce* Bless You *Continues to eat* 🙄

Sanzu: *Closes eyes for a minute as he slowly lays down* Wait a minute…. 👁👄👁

Sanzu: *Open eyes* I’m home alone *Sits back up*

Sanzu: *Confusion*🤨

Ex 2:

(Bonten) Mikey: *Install cameras to watch his comfort Bunny* 🤨

Bunny reader: *Bunny popping off on a sleeping Sanzu* And his mullet earring mofo called me dinner 😀🤚

Sanzu: *Sleeping*

Bunny reader: *Glaring at sleeping Sanzu* So. . . He has chosen DEATH *Kicks him in his face and run into the custom maze Mikey had built for her* 😂

Bonus Ex:

(Bonten) Rindou: *Call his brother*

(Bonten) Ran: Yes, Rin?

Rindou: I- Why did you leave your bunny at my house with the T.V on?

Ran: 1. Because when I get laid my girls don't was to have a bunny watching them.

Ran: 2. I didn't leave the Tv on though

I actually made this more on the fluff side rather than the humor side??...but I still hope you liked this! This is such a good Idea <3

Chibi Bunny (Tokyo Revengers - Bonten)

Genre: Fluff, Headcanons, Humor

Pairings: Bonten x FEM! Bunny Reader

P.S Characters are all 18+

TW: Mentions of Sanzu being Sanzu (using drugs)

You were an important person to Bonten, especially to Mochi and Kakucho since they were the person you first met and first hangout with during your young days.

When they created Bonten, they let you join as a family and a member.

Do you handle fights? No, Never!

Do you handle Money? No

Do you have a position in Bonten? YES.

You were their emotional support and family, basically you were just in Bonten because you were really special to all of them. You help them through their dark and depressing times and you also help them have fun and ease up. YOU WERE FAMILY TO THEM.

When you died, they were all devestated...Cried for ages and became more strict with all of the Bonten Members because of the stress and hurt they were feeling, they were also feeling anger and guilt.

You were a sweet person, you never deserved to die because you protected them from a rival gang. They blamed themselves.

The only person that was left sane from all of this was Kokonoi, he was depressed---YES but he knows he needs to stay strong so he can keep everyone in place.

Kokonoi heard in the Internet that the only thing to cope with a recent family members death was to get something that reminded them of that certain person that died and for Koko, you reminded him of a Lop Bunny...

Tiny, Chubby cheeks, Adorable, Sweet, and likes hugs <3...

Kokonoi decided to buy a comfort Lop Bunny and surprise the members, just so he can make sure the rest of the members would go back because he also knows that you wouldn't want them like that.

He ordered some men to go out and buy one, when they gave koko the bunny it really did look like you. It was white and brown, chubby cheeks and just plain adorable and loving.

"You're name is now, Y/N..." Koko said as he stared at the bunny as it was just scrunching it's nose.

It was 7:00 AM in the Morning, Koko was inside the meeting room as early as possible so he can surprise the members. After waiting for a few hours the members came in one by one with serious and irritated looks.

"Why the gloomy face, you Idiots?" Koko Snickered as he gave them a teasing smile, The Haitani Brothers looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"How about you? Y/N just died and you're happy?" Ran snarled at Koko, Koko saw how Ran has teary eyes and for some reason it hurts...All of you were family...

"Nah, I'm hurt...It's just that...If Y/N was alive do you think she'll be happy that we were all depressed and shit?..." Koko asked as he looked at everyone, he was now having a serious look on his face.

Everyone was quiet and didn't utter a word.

'Seriously?? this idiots are being all depressed????' you spoke on your thought as you nibble on a carrot.

Apparently...right after you died you were turned into a bunny and when you woke up you were inside a box with Hay and Pellets on the side. When you saw light, It was the box opening and Koko naming you with your own name snuggling onto you for the rest of the day.

"Koko is right..." Mikey cut through the silence as he spoke, your large ears perked up. This was the first time you ever heard Mikey's voice with no emotions in them and it was a first since he was always perky when you were alive.

"Koko is right...because Y/N...won't be happy if she ever saw us being like this" Mikey continued with sobs along his sentences. You felt hands grab you, it was Koko.

"I bought a bunny...She looks like Y/N...doesn't she?..." Koko said as he smiled and place you onto the table, everyone looked at you. Except you cause you looked at Koko.

"Excuse me!? I know you are having a god damn moment but did you just say I look like a fucking animal, KOKONOI HAJIME?!?!" You squeaked at Koko as you stood up, dusting your fluffy fur and crossing your arms. Nose scrunched from you glaring at Koko.

"D-did that...did I take my pills earlier?...." Sanzu questioned as he looks at the others and back at you. Takeomi grabbed Ran's Baton and started poking you.

"OMI! QUIT IT! WILL YA'????!" You squeaked again, this made takeomi yell and hide behind Mochi and Kakucho who was also trembling. You scoffed and then turned your body to face Koko.

He just looked at you wide eyed and wasn't speaking, a sigh escaped your lips as you went down to grab a carrot and went back up at the table again.

"You idiots look really bad...Didn't I tell you to take care of yourselves?!" You yelled, making them stand up straight.

"Are we dreaming?--- OW!" Rindou yelped as you threw a carrot at him.

"NO IDIOT! DO I LOOK LIKE AM JOKING?!" You replied.

"W-who are you!?" Mochi asked you, you turned to him slowly and smiled.

"Y/n! I got reincarnated as a bunny and now...I'm pissed because this idiot---" You pointed at Koko.

"Just told me I look like I'm fucking covered in fur!!" You yelled once more, Koko raised both of his hands up.

"Y/N?! are you really sure you're Y/N?!" Koko asked as he moved his face close to yours, you lightly smacked his nose; making him flinch away from you.

"Yes and I can prove it!" You exclaimed, they all looked at you with curious eyes.

"Let's start with Mikey, When I first saw Mikey drunk he called me his one and only multiple times and asked me out---" Mikey turned into a blushing mess and made a shushing sound. You grinned at him.

"Sanzu!" You yelled Sanzu's name and he just looked at you.

"You were the one who stole the 40K from Takeomi's card just so you can buy drugs----" A hand was placed at your mouth and Sanzu's face has a hint of fear in them.

"SSHHHH!! fine you are Y/N! now stop it!!" Sanzu yelled at you, Sanzu was then yanked away from you as Takeomi smashed him onto a wall.

"You bastard used my card?!!" Takeomi yelled.

"No...I mean yes??! MAYBE?" Sanzu explained, you let out a chuckle.

"You two that's enough!..." Takeomi was about to punch Sanzu but was stopped when you yelled. You felt two pairs of hands grabbed you. It was Ran and Rindou.

"Y/N...is that really you?..." Rindou asked, half teary eyed.

"No, I'm just a bunny with the same name." You cockily replied.

"Yeah guys...this is Y/N..." Ran said as they both hugged you, Later on the others joined in on the hug.

They made sure it wasn't too tight for you so you won't be crushed by them. They missed you so much....

"I can't believe you're really alive again, Y/N..." Mikey cooed.

"I know...Me too..." You replied back. All of them let go from the hug while Rindou placed you back on the table.

Their gloomy expressions turned into a soft smile, you would be lying if you say that this didn't made your heart melt.

"Chibi Bunny..." Kakucho suddenly said out of the blue, everyone looked at him and started laughing out loud while you scrunched up your nose.

"OI! I'LL BEAT YOUR ASS UP!" You yelled.

"What are you gonna do Chibi Bunny Y/N?~" Ran teased as he stuck out a tongue.

"I'm a bunny...which means I can poop whenever and wherever...I know you guys habit of removing and leaving your shoes around here..." You replied at Ran, everyone grew quiet...

.........

"EVERYONE HIDE YOUR SHOES!!!" Mochi yelled as all of them dashed out of the room to hide their shoes just incase you won't poop on them if they let you roam around the headquarters.

The rest of the day went on with them hanging out with you in their meeting office. After you being reincarnated, they decided to all live again and just share you instead of deciding on who take you during on weekends and weekdays...

You were happy that you get to see them again and they were the same <3

[altocat]

You know those people with light colored eyes (blue, green, etc.) who REALLY want you to compliment their eyes and stare at you like 👁👄👁? I feel like a bunch of brand new SOLDIER 3rds would stare at you, eyes open WIDE, waiting for you to compliment their mako eyes. This is such a random hc but I can't stop thinking about Final Fantasy Instagram being filled with SOLDIER 3rds posting selfies that ""accidentally"" really show off their blue eyes sjsudjfjdknd

Mako eyes are sooooo pretty. I'd be first in line if I knew I could make my eyes all sparkly like that.

Oh god though, social media in the world of FF7 would be...something. IRL Shipping wars for the Crisis Core trio, Zack being waaaaaay too into himbo meme culture, the endless possibilities!

[forcebook]

just thinking about how devastatingly sexy theo was when he got drunk and started being touchy towards saifah. so imagine theo in france being a clingy drunk with akk while akk's just trying his best to Control himself because theo is climbing him like a tree at a semi-crowded bar when it's not even midnight yet. he wants to take theo right then and there so bad but he's everyone and our moms' comfort character so he doesn't do anything (other than being a struggling gentleman) because the most important thing to him is theo is sober when consenting. he takes theo home, tucks him in after changing his clothes, and stays the night beside his beloved fiancé.

what happens next morning...i'll leave it up to your imagination bc i just remembered i have a deadline tonight lmfao

hellooooo bestie!!!

“he’s everyone and our moms’ comfort character” akdjkskskskdksks HE IS omggg our struggling gentleman 🥺

BUT CAN I ADD SOMETHING??? because my mind is wandering to ridiculous clichés. ignore this if you want

theo is soooo happy with their engagement that he just gets absolutely wasted. akk is also really happy talking and celebrating that he notices theo’s drunken state a little bit too late. by then theo is looking at him through his eyelashes and smiling seductively at him and akk knows a flirty theo all too well.

at first nothing’s different from their previous bickering/flirty conversations except that theo can barely form sentences so they just giggle and play with each other’s hands and akk has actually missed this, missed openly flirting with theo so he just goes with the flow because if there’s one thing akk knows how to do is fall in sync with theo’s very existence.

but then theo starts getting bolder, touching akk’s thigh under the table and whispering in his ear, “do you come here often?” which gets akk Real confused but he decides to play along and says it’s his first time and theo’s eyes sparkle in delight, as if akk’s just said the most interesting thing ever.

then theo starts trying to sit on his lap and as much as akk wants that, it’s just not the right place and theo is definitely not in his right mind so akk stops him, twice, three times, keeping it as pg 13 as possible.

until theo frustratingly snaps, “why are you shutting me down? do you have a girlfriend or something?”

akk…. well, akk is beyond confused now and he automatically says, “what are you talking about? you know i’m engaged.”

and theo just starts crying at that. full on SOBBING on the table and akk is utterly horrified. he tries to soothe theo to no avail and it’s not even midnight but it’s definitely time to leave.

eventually and painstakingly, akk manages to get theo home and in his bed. theo’s eyes are still red and swollen from all the crying and they’re barely open now.

akk brushes theo’s hair away from his forehead and asks, “are you okay?”

theo grabs akk’s hand, holds it next to his heart and then mumbles, “i am but i’d be better if you were single”

and oh. so that’s what all the crying was about? akk can’t stop giggling to himself.

“you silly little prince, i’m engaged to you. no one else but you,” akk squeezes theo’s hand but gets no response because theo is already asleep.

akk NEVER lets theo live this one down. he even tells the story at their wedding which he calls, “that one time the prince got soooo wasted he forgot the knight belonged to him”.

anyways!!! thank you for this 👁👄👁 idea!!! i’d like to read more about the next morning but good luck with your deadline!!!!!! ❤️💙

[thirstyandbeautiful]

i can’t stop listening to so good by big sean and imagining fucking with lando while the song plays 👁👄👁

someone say song drabble???????????

Lando!Song Drabble: So Good by Big Sean

I'ma make you cum three times Four times, five times, baby, six times I'ma ask you, "Is this pussy mine?" If you say no, bitch, you lyin' 'Cause when I take it out, you start cryin'

"Come on, you can do better than that," Lando taunted as he rolled his hips, "beg Daddy pretty."

You gasped for breath as Lando mocked you, all the while he dragged and pushed the thick head of his cock around your entrance. He kept the thick edges of his head around the ring of muscles inside you, and the gyration of his hips dragged the thick ridge in and out of you.

It was pure torture how good it felt, and how much he could do to you with just the tip of his cock.

"Please." you choked out.

"Please, what?"

Your breath came out shaky as your hands pulled on the silk ties that kept them secured to the bed post, "Please make me cum again."

Your eyes were shut, so you didn't see the slap coming until you were smacked.

"Who?"

"Please make me cum again, Daddy!" you cried out.

The slap had made your body tense, which made your cunt suck his cock. It heightened the sensation in your body until you felt like a live wire on his dick. Your pussy pulsed on him, the constant wet suck of your walls making the moans pour from your mouth like the wetness that glistened on your thighs.

"You want me to make you cum like this?" Lando slowed his hips to accentuate the drag of his head in and out of your entrance, "or like this?" Lando groaned as he sunk himself in and leaned his hips forward until you were pelvis to pelvis.

"I don't care!" you cried out.

And you really didn't. Lando could've pulled himself out and fucked your ass at this point, you would not have gave a damn. You were so beyond fucked and your nerves were fried. You wanted to cum and you wanted to cum as soon as possible. For the fourth, maybe fifth time that night.

"Oh?"

Lando dragged himself out of you completely, giggling as you whimpered and cried out immediately. He taunted you while your eyes shot open and you looked down at his cock until you were looking back and forth between his shiny member and his smug face.

"You gonna cry for it now?" Lando chuckled darkly, "You know Daddy loves when you cry for it."

His voice dropped an octave as he reached down and pulled at his cock, the already swollen appendage seemingly getting longer as he jerked himself off between your spread legs.

"Please! Please, Daddy! I'll be good, just put it back, fuck me with your whole cock, cum in my pussy again, please, please-"

Lando laughed and stroked your tummy with his hand, "Eh, I don't know, baby, maybe I won't take this pussy anymore. Maybe I'm just gonna fuck your face now."

"Daddy!"

"Shut up." He growled, "Yeah, that's what we're gonna do."

You whimpered as Lando leaned over you, his heavy cock slapping your tummy as he began to pull at the silk restraints that had been so meticulously wound around your wrists.

"No, no, no..."

"Yes, darling, yes." Lando gently corrected you, "I'm gonna take these off and then you're going to sit on Daddy's face."

Your face lit up at that and made Lando smile back at you.

"That's right, babygirl, you wanna suck Daddy off while you sit on my face?"

You wordlessly shook your head as Lando pulled on the last bit of silk before rolling on to his back. He tapped his collarbones and looked at you expectedly.

"Come on, darling, legs up here, now."

Head so good, pussy so good If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would Yeah, I would

[starsarestars]

Right so I’m gonna post my mood boards and MC content for my fic primary. which I have yet to publish but am hella excited about. This is a lot so if you don’t wanna read it that’s completely fine.

"Winona, send a selfie to the islander that you think is the most attractive."

Winona’s smile doesn’t quite reach the panicked look in her wide eyes, her hands fumbling at the strap of her strawberry patterned bum bag out of nervous habit.

"Oh, okay! I’m not good at selfies, so if it’s really iffy I’m dead sorry!" Winona chirps, brandishing the instant camera looped around her neck before Hope gently prises it from her hands.

“They meant your phone, babes.”

Winona blinks.

“Oh, okay!”

There's a complete pantomime of her scrambling to find her phone in her bag and then once she finds it, an even longer ordeal with her fiddling with her phone before she smiles in relief. After pressing her screen a cacophony of buzzes emit - she'd forwarded it to everyone.

“You were supposed to pick one islander." Lottie bemoans, to which Winona smiles in a way that is wholly innocent, her cheeks faintly flushed.

“Oh, I couldn't decide! I think you're all lovely!"

Winona Wright

A 24 year old trainee Primary School teacher born and raised in a caravan park in a tiny rural town all the way in North Wales, Winona has unfortunately been given the reputation of being unlucky at finding love on the one show where finding love is the one thing you’re meant to do. Ceaselessly enthusiastic and at times way too forgiving, Winona has the tendency to back everybody but herself and will put her own feelings on the back burner for the sake of everyone else to the point it has escalated to where she’s mediating everybody’s relationships while her own deteriorates. Believes that nobody is a lost cause and definitely has the whole “I’m not mad, just disappointed.” thing down to a t as it’s very rare to get a blow up from her. In the rare instances it happens it’s absolutely monumental and from a place of hurt and that’s when you know you’ve fucked up. Best friends with Hope and is the driving force behind her taking risks and doing what’s right for herself while being the one person Hope feels comfortable enough to be vulnerable around. Besides Hope, she’s really close friend with Rahim and is the first person to stick up for him and boost his confidence. The other islanders (even if they aren’t close with her.) know who to go to when they’re feeling down and need somebody to lend an ear. She jokes that she’s been put in the Villa because the budget for on site mediators had been cut but hey, on site mediators don’t make a cup of tea and call you “sausage” affectionately. She’s still in the throes of trying to get over her unrequited crush on her best mate(👁👄👁) and more often than not when people couple up with her it’s to spite their partner because “oh you’re such an antagonistic fuck that I’m coupling up with her for relief 😡😡😡” and while it irk her a little bit that every coupling she’s had has crashed and burned, she knows that she’s there for a reason and that even if it takes a bit of time, she’ll find the right person for her.

Style wise she’s got a hankering for anything kitschy, bright and eye catching. It’s kind of an ingrained habit from her job but also because she wants her style to reflect her personality as much as possible and she absolutely lost her mind when she saw the strawberry dress for the first time. Open to listening to just about anything if somebody tells her about it with enough enthusiasm and is a keen listener to the point she smashes most of the challenges as she remembers the silly and somewhat insignificant details about whoever she’s partnered with. She wants everyone to feel important and listened to.

And the two new Casa Boys bc primary. Is so far from canon aidjsjdsj

Charlie Booth

The fourth boy saunters across the poolside with an assured austere that carries from his posture all the way to his expression. He’s rather pale, incredibly tall and yet he carries himself with a careful elegance to compensate for the clumsiness that would befall somebody with his frame. His hair is dark, not particularly neat but cut in a way that makes it a lot easier to style. He radiates the energy of an old film star with a transatlantic accent and a statuesque austere, or perhaps the quintessential British gentleman - the kind who’d don Saville Row suits and drink whiskey, pure curated class in every sense of the word. He was somebody who exudes confidence in a more refined and astute manner in a vein similar to Lucas. He doesn’t brood like Lucas however, as the beginnings of a broadening smile presses itself upon his lips as he carefully assesses the row of girls. Winona noted that never seen eyes like his before, such an intense and arresting shade of jade green framed by stark, thick black lashes. They’re light and striking yet gleaming with kindness rather than a piercing look - he seems to sense that the girls are just as nervous as he is.

“Well this isn’t fookin’ Butlins, is it? I’m Charleh.”

The Mancunian accent that escapes him is the starkest juxtaposition Winona’s ever bore witness to - she absolutely loves it. A hum of chuckles from the girls seems to satisfy both Charlie and production, as the door opens again.

26, born and raised in Manchester but based in Kensington. Raised with a very working class upbringing and raised in one of the seven sisters apartment blocks, Charlie originally intended on getting a job at a building site to help support his Mother and siblings but ended up becoming a tailor who helps run his estranged Father’s business after his health steadily began to decline and he could no longer run the shop. The working relationship between the two was rather contentious at first and there was a lot of resentment for obvious reasons, but nonetheless Charlie is very dedicated to everything he does and worked hard to learn how to properly make made to measure and bespoke garments. While it wasn’t something he was initially passionate about, he’s found a deep love and appreciation for the craftsmanship that was put into it and his sense of style definitely evolved from the laddism tinged stuff he was used to. I’d say he’s pretentious but unintentionally, he really loves climbing and hiking and Henrik is very surprised because he’s so put together and refined looking. Charlie can be very playful but there’s a front you kinda have to ebb away first because he has a hard time trusting people. When it comes to conflict he’s more keen on subtle remarks/muttering shade about the perpetrator into the ear of the wronged party and making it an inside joke, he can be very petty when he wants to be. Charlie is a mf enigma honestly. Bisexual legend (and figured it out while on the show, although he’d always put it into question but pushed it aside bc our workaholic king was like “this is a problem for future me.”)

Favourite Music Genre: he was pretty much reared on the Madchester genre and has a whole catalogue of vinyls from the Factory Records label because of his Mum’s influence but he’s def got a soft spot for 90s girl groups and 70s Pop (although he’d have to trust you A LOT to tell you this because he wants you to think he’s this very refined pretentious mf when in actuality he lives off Bernard matthews Turkey dinosaurs, potato smiles and beans.)

Wren Ellis

"I- Oh gosh, I'm so sorry. I'm usually not this bad at the chat stuff, please don't think I'm always like this." Winona blathers. Wren cracks a sympathetic smile, reaching over to pull her in a gentle embrace. She's engulfed with the comforting aroma of smoky, rich cedarwood that’s warm from settling into his skin while offset with wafts of apple from his shampoo. It's a clash yet it's befitting for the character that Wren seemed to be.

"Don't worry about it, it's just a silly little thing, I'm not gonna think you're some asshole 'cause you didn't get some shitty little chat up line I come up with. If this is making you really nervous, I could always ask somebody to give you a breather for a bit…"

He stares pointedly at the huddle of crew.

"I understand this is a lot, I'm only calm 'cause I had a few shots before all this and-"

The sharp ding of the bell ringing out interrupts his stream of pleasant chatter. A cameraman gives him a sharp look to which Wren scoffs with a roll of his eyes, ever the contrarian.

"Fuck the bell, I'm not moving until you're alright."

As for Wren, he’s definitely Charlie’s polar opposite. Where Charlie is completely controlled and curated, Wren is chaotic and a lot less put together. Wren is a Freelance Artist/Barista who graduated from Goldsmiths with a degree in Fine Art, he’s completely dedicated to his craft and has a keen eye for all things creative even if his process and approach is a bit more balder-dashed. He believes that his best work comes from when he is stricken by inspiration in the early hours and the idea absolutely will not leave his mind until he etches it down. He’s 26, from an unorthodox Jewish family and lives in Brighton, but lived in New Jersey up until he was 13. He’s still slightly got the accent and he definitely gets a bit homesick sometimes but he found so much happiness and made so many good memories in Brighton that he doubts he’d go back there permanently. He’s covered in stick and poke tattoos made by his artist friends and he loves every single one of them (and can recant the stories that led up to each one off by heart.) Despite his sort of scatterbrained and playful front, he can be very patient and attentive not to mention he’s very outspoken and vehement in his defence for the people he cares about and just about anybody in general, if he perceives something to be wrong he will gladly stick up for the wronged party and will throw hands on their behalf if pushed to extremes. He dislikes pretentiousness and hates the sneering pomposity that seems to permeate in some aspects of the art world (because most of the time it’s a thinly veiled attempt at making things a lot less accessible for people.) although he very much tolerates Charlie because he understands that his pretentiousness is unintentional and he’s just genuinely passionate about his craft to the point that he tells everyone about it as if they don’t understand it because the amazement he had the first time he learnt about it kinda carried over, it has this whole air of mystique thing. Also bisexual (he’s known since he was about 16.) Wren’s music taste is very “I’m a former punk but trying to hide it by listening to folksy stuff” PACK IT UP REN FAIRE PRINCE AND GET YOUR MF BAD BRAINS VINYL OUT!!!

[tired-elf-witch]

Ahhh 🥰🥰🥰 And I will say it again, it's a pleasure for me. Lol thanks, I love your url too!

And don't threaten me with a good time! 👁👄👁 Speaking about you having some ideas for make this whole situation even more twisted, with a possessive Lucius.

Oh well, that's normal but it's even a nice and satisfying thing when all is builded! There's some movies that I love about this concept of apparently flawless families, who actually hide the darkest secrets. It's interesting to read and write. And you're doing it perfectly!

By the way I can easily imagine Lucius as a secretly cruel man in the sheets, enjoying the others' pain, humiliation and ruin. I mean, dude, he is a control and power freak after all, so why not? There is this interesting conflict of Lucius who on the one hand enjoys hurting his own son and on the other hand tries to make him succubus and consenting.

I take this opportunity for a question: you said Draco is bisexual in your story, even he prefers men and his parents knew it. I read here that you think that Lucius is actually "glad" to know it in part but acted like a good father all the time.

I wonder, what if other than that Draco were have been someone who is actually turned on by violence, a masochist? And told it to his father, since he trusted him? Do you think Lucius would have thought badly of him because he sees him as his "pure son" or would have reacted differently?

took me a bit to get to respond, but here i am :P the bustle of the new year is already taking its toll on me 😵i caught the flu and i am still healing from it, ha! hope my answer makes sense, and hope youre faring well :)

lucius is ABSOLUTELY a sadist in this fic btw!! 100%. having been raised to see himself as above others he, by default, had ended up taking up quite a few sadistic tendencies, many that translated into his sex life as well.

and your questions, under the keep reading !

going to go on a bit of a tangent here bc i have this whole thing i have thought about the last few days since you sent your ask and read it. the actual idea of it in 'A Traitor Knows Best' is a bit different from what you have imagined, and ill get into that in a bit, after i write out what i have in mind for your scenario.

and... man that is incredible and has so many possibilities, wow! i think, had draco shared such a secret to his father (and, very very awkwardly mind you, since he wasnt sure how much he should share and how proper it would be to talk about it, since pure blooded views on sexuality are more repressed, ya know?) his father would have mixed reactions.

he would, most definitely, revel in knowing this bit of information- his mind would go wild at knowing such a little, but important, fact about his son. not only would his attraction flare up even more(i mean, this idea of "it was meant to be" would take its roots into his mind, and also just the fact that they complete each other, with lucius being a sadist and draco a masochist), but his self control would start wearing even more thin, and could be a direct influence on it snapping as well.

but, of course, there would be some deep seated conflict inside of him as well. youve got the pure-blooded elitism and repression being disgusted that draco would share such a vital part of his sex life- as it is, this kind of information is to be shared with your lover, not your parents. the way that lucius was open about being a sadist with his wife(and who enjoyed it very much). and theres also the fatherly part of him that, in a way, is sad to find out about it. his son is growing up and maturing just before his very eyes!

however, the very same reminder of him maturing also just fuels his desire more. hes growing up, maturing, and even figuring himself out and, as such, is perfect "for the taking", if you get what i mean ;)

i would love to also go into what i have envisioned for the fic- but there are some things that i will keep to myself and not go into to keep for later into it. but, i will share some information that might fuel your interest, but are a bit spoiler-y imo:

draco was a virgin, and very inexperienced other than some crushes and some "relationships" that went as far as hand holding only. hes formal when it comes to relationships, after all, and wants to take it the "gentleman route", as his mother made sure to raise him into a gentleman lmao.

and, draco would have turned out a sadist himself, had his father not started abusing him. but, as it is, with the current point we are in the fic draco isnt sure about his own desires anymore, so we will see how his... "self exploration" that has been heavily tainted by his father goes!

have a good one <3

[dollwritesarchive]

sav praising you if you catch my drift 😳😏😉

👁👄👁 oh I certAinly do!! Hope you like it baby!

~

nails biting at the crisp sheets beneath your hands, hanging limp in the satin knots that bind your wrists to the base of the headboard, your back arches up off the bed, hips jutting toward the man who towers over you in this position.

his knee comes down on your hip, pinning you back down, albeit as gentle as he can be, you can feel the muscles in his thighs tense, and they were no match for your own. so, with a sultry sigh, you attempt to relax again. it’s harder than you expect, robbed of your sense of sight or the ability to move your arms, you are completely at his mercy.

“Sav...” you purr, tilting your head in his direction, the knee on your hip and the angle at which his hand coasts over your overworked sex the only indications you’re given. “I don’t think I can cum again, I need to rest.”

as if to contradict your words, two of his thick, rough digits slot in between the slick and vulnerable flesh of your sex. he’s so quick to find your swollen, shaken love button and spear it with his thumb that you know he’s staring at your bare flesh, marveling at how spent he’s made you. a groan of desperation spills from your lips as you roll your neck against the pillow, a tight knot forming in your belly at the relentless stimulation. “Sav!” your body jerks and writhes against the restraints, although to no avail.

“Where ya goin’, pretty thing?” he taunts, encircling your clit before he slips the throbbing nub between his knuckles and gives it a tight squeeze. the brand new sensation is enough to set every nerve in your body alight with fierce electricity. “Nowhere, until I’m done with you and this sweet, little cunt.” his voice is much closer now, and a sloppy, open mouth kiss finds it’s way to your jaw. you attempt to find his lips, but he retreats before you can lock them in a kiss, and your brims push into a pout instead. “Don’t give me that look, who’s my good girl, after all?”

his voice is much too soft, like warm honey dripping from those killer lips, that it makes you want to do whatever he wants, even if that means pulling orgasm after torturous orgasm from your poor body, which seemed to be what he was content to be doing in this moment. you practically melt against the sheets with an obedient wiggle of your hips beneath his knee. “I am~”

that’s when you feel those fingers, those damn fingers that are much too skilled for his own good, delve into your clenching hole, weeping from the previous assault only moments before. you suck in a deep breath, but then you feel his lips upon yours, though he’s steady, curling and uncurling his lengthy digits to find that oh-so sensitive bundle of nerves that will provide the most intense of climaxes possible. “That’s right, baby girl, you’re so good for me, and you’re going to be the best girl you can be so I can own your perfect pussy in every way I want, hm? Even if that means you’re going to cum and cum until you’re in tears, eh? Because, if you’re good for me, when she’s nice and swollen and red and you think you can’t take anymore, I’m going to bury my face in ‘er and suck the sweetness right out.”

as he speaks, his free hand pushes the hair back from your moist forehead, lips only moving to form the words against your own. oh, how you wished you could look into those baby blues, but you also feared getting lost in stormy, agean seas. the fingers in between your thighs are merciless in their battering of your overly-sensitive sex, scissoring within you to spread your walls and prodding at every tender area he can find. it isn’t long before he wrenches yet another orgasm out of you, forcing you into such an intense pleasure that it brings tears to your eyes behind the blindfold, your mind fracturing as waves of aftershocks attack your body. a stream of uncontrollable liquid soaks his palm and the bed beneath you, and even the feeling of it turning cold against your bum is enough to turn your cheeks cherry. “Attagirl,” he purrs, his tongue flicking at your lips, swollen from sinking your teeth into them over and over. “She’s so good. Now, lets see you squirt for me again.”

you’re panting and squirming now, however his hand has slowed, it hasn’t stopped. you know he intends to keep going until you are nothing but a pile of quivering goo. it was definitely going to be a long night.