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[way2gosuperrstarr]

my part of an art trade with the lovely @idswolf, of their amazing little guy hallow!!!! thank you so much for trading with me i still absolutely love how you drew my clippy agshagdahgssaa <333

[kurooh]

I’MA MAKE U SCREAM ★ S. GOJO & S. GETO

⊹₊˚. a series of unrelenting, mysterious phone calls late at night leads to you being sandwiched between two hot ghostface slashers who’ve got you fucking for your life.

warnings. 18+ content — mdni, fem! reader, ghostface! gojo & geto, threesome, knife play, landline phones, mentions of death, oral (f receiving), double penetration, anal/fingering, tongue piercings, pussy slapping, biting. 5.2K words whew (pls read anyway 🧎‍♀️)

xoxo, juno. happy halloween!! thank you to my dearest wolfy anon for beta reading <33 comment & rb if you enjoyed!!! 🎃

“hello?”

“why don’t you wanna talk with me?”

“who is this?” you roll your eyes, unimpressed by the cheery voice coming through the phone. “it’s like eleven at night, what do you want?”

“ya tell me your name, and i’ll tell ya mine,” that voice lilts into a teasing tone, words dripping with persuasive sweetness.

“nah, i’m heading to bed. nice talk.”

“aw, bedtime already? you’re not even gonna watch a movie before you sleep?” the question has your brows furrowing in aggravation, but you sigh, choosing to answer anyway.

“i didn’t have anything in mind,” the caller lets out a laugh, straight into your ear. “what, you’ve got a suggestion?”

“do you like scary movies?” and you can hear the smile in the caller’s voice; he’s amused, probably laughing with his friends over the prank call in the moments of muffled silence.

“i suppose so.”

“don’t you have a favorite? why not watch it?”

“well, i won’t be able to sleep,” you reply simply, twirling the phone cord between your fingers. “but the longer we talk, the more sleep i lose out on. so, have a good night!”

“wait!” the caller snaps, demanding as ever. the sudden outburst sends chills straight down your spine. “don’t hang up on me.”

“and why shouldn’t i?” the blatant defiance has the caller letting out a laugh that sounds rather menacing . . he clears his throat, seemingly returning to his more even tempered tone.

“we’re not done talking,” he says simply, sounding a little crackly through the phone. “so don’t hang up, you’ll—”

a rational person with an interest in talking would certainly call during the day, and only once or twice before quitting altogether to wait for a call back. an irrational person would have your house phones ringing off the hooks while you were in the shower, calling nonstop and then getting far too arrogant once you finally picked up. just as you slam the phone back down, it starts to ring again.

you decide to leave the room, figuring that the caller will tire himself out quickly, but he doesn’t. in the time that you left the phone to go to another room, there wasn’t a single beat of silence. furious, you race toward the phone, fingers sliding on the kitchen counter as you snatch it up.

“fuck you! listen to me, you’d better stop—”

“no, you listen to me,” the caller snarls, and the harshness of his voice has your heart kicking hard against your rib cage. something in your gut tells you that this isn’t just a talkative caller. “don’t fucking hang up on me again, got that?”

you recover some of your composure, goosebumps rising on your skin. the cool breeze blowing through a nearby window adds to the chilling feeling that’s washed over you in only a matter of seconds. “w-well, what do you want, then?”

“i wanna see your insides, dummy,” is the crazed response, and you can’t stop the way your face immediately twists in horror. a clicking sound is heard as the second phone in your house—the one upstairs—is picked up, and another person hops onto the call.

“now, now,” this new voice is smooth, immediately drawing your attention as you listen attentively through the phone. “that’s no way to talk, you’ll scare her silly.”

“what the fuck?” you ask aloud, although you hadn’t meant to. all you can think about is the fact that two weirdos have you almost . . cornered on the phone.

the crazy voice scoffs, ignoring your mumbling. “well, you heard her! trying to hang up and shit,” he clicks his tongue in disapproval before sighing. “anyway, where were we?”

you don’t even say anything, and the other voice exhales into the phone. “see, look at what you’ve gone and done now. our girl’s too scared to talk to us, isn’t she?”

“look, i-i’m just gonna go to bed. goodnight.”

“you’re not going anywhere, honey,” the calmer one of the two says, but this time his voice is much clearer, almost as if he’s standing beside you. you take a step backward, trying to shake off the weird feelings and relentless goosebumps spreading across your skin.

you might as well be wearing nothing.

the satin slip dress you were planning to sleep in is as thin as plastic wrap; you’ve backed up into someone’s strong chest and thanks to the thinness of your pajamas, you can feel each sharp ridge of muscle. the pecs are strong, firm to the touch, and the abs are hard enough to cut diamonds. fear races through your body, so overwhelming that your lips part to let out a scream—but the noise is muffled by a large palm that pulls you back, flush against the muscles. separated only by a few layers of clothing, you can feel the warmth of their body and the casual rise of their chest as they breathe. if you weren’t being silenced, this would be comforting, in a way.

“promise you won’t scream, baby?” that calm voice has a dangerous edge; you nod immediately, frantically, desperately — as you feel a few tears gather in your eyes. this . . does not look, feel, or sound good in any way imaginable. who even are these people? and why you? a seemingly normal thursday evening had gone entirely downhill, and you didn’t even know why.

“good girl,” the person hums, dropping their hand from the lower half of your face and instead replacing it with the sharp edge of a knife. “let’s head upstairs, shall we?” as you ascend the steps, the blade drops lower, until it hovers over the tender skin of your throat. you can’t even turn around and see who the person is, for fear of getting cut over the simple action.

“could i at least turn around?”

“what for?” he asks, nudging the bedroom door open. you’re met with the frightening sight of a person in robes lounging on your bed, against your pillows. they have a spooky, ghostly mask, but you know who it is the second their mouth opens.

“you took the knives out that quickly?” the figure clicks his tongue, raising a hand to his face to pull off the ghostface mask. so this is what this is—some kind of ridiculous scream roleplay . . but the feel of the knife and the way it gleams is too real. “what happened to playing around, suguru?”

“it’s—it’s you! from the phone.” you say, straining against the man behind you, who pulls the knife a few inches away from your throat.

“careful now, doll. you’ll hurt yourself.”

“if you let me go, maybe i’d—” the man on the bed sits up then, pulling off his mask. you can’t see who he is just yet, the shadow from his hood obscuring his face. in a moment, he grabs hold of your face with a gloved hand, fingers squeezing cruelly at your cheeks.

it’s utterly nasty, the way feelings of attraction twist in your stomach. heat rises to your cheeks and you swallow, looking into diamond blue eyes that have your heart fluttering despicably. how is it possible to even be focused on your grim reaper’s looks, almost entirely forgetting their intentions as you lose yourself in those eyes?

“cat got your tongue? i said i wanna see your insides and you didn’t even look fazed.”

beneath the robe, you can see the tips of snowy hair, along with a face that’s far too handsome to belong to some kind of murderer. you shake your head in disbelief, sucking in a breath. “uh . . huh? sorry, i didn’t hear you.”

he drops your face with an annoyed scoff, stepping back to plop down on your bed before fully pulling off his hood. “y’know what—suguru, you deal with her.”

the man behind you pushes you forward, and you awkwardly take a seat beside the sighing killer. suguru tugs off his mask and inspects the knife closely, running a gloved finger over the edge before nodding. “might as well use the knives on you. maybe you’ll hear us then?”

“what’re you—why’re you doing all this?” you ask, the words sputtering out of your mouth nervously. “is there any way i can convince you not to cut me open?”

suguru looks at his literal partner in crime, pushing his black bangs away from his eyes as he speaks. “oh? trying to cheat death, sweet thing?”

you shrug, casually flopping onto your back. the satiny fabric of your dress flips up, and you unintentionally give both of them a great view of your panties. now that they’re deliberating how to move forward with you, the fear of the situation has dissipated greatly. “i just wanna go to bed and live to see another day tomorrow. name the price for my life and i’ll pay it.”

“those are fighting words,” suguru remarks, “don’t you agree, satoru?”

satoru nods, eyes glued to the thin fabric covering what’s between your legs. his mind runs wild as he imagines what he and suguru could impose on you. they’re practically in sync—suguru looks over just as satoru looks up, the two of them sharing a knowing look.

“hmph. sit up and listen.” satoru nudges your thigh, and you do as he says, looking bored. the whole night has done one too many 180s, giving you the most severe case of whiplash in your life. you’d initially been annoyed, terrified, then mildly attracted, and now . . almost indifferent.

“you’ve got my full attention.”

“we’ll let you live, on one condition,” satoru raises a finger before you can object, while suguru’s eyes covertly sweep over your body. “think you could handle us at the same time?”

a proposition for a threesome is something you certainly did not see coming! you bite the inside of your cheek, willing yourself to maintain composure. suguru spices it up with a smirk, dragging that sharp knife of his along the edge of your jaw.

“you’ll have to fuck like your life depends on it.”

it does. tension weighs the air down, filling the room with a thickness even suguru’s knife couldn’t cut through. sweat beads along the skin of your spine and you exhale in defeat. being between these two would be hard—in all ways possible; but one mistake and they’d probably end up slitting your throat.

truthfully, you’re willing to risk it. most girls don’t usually cross paths with two men that are each extremely attractive and willing to share you between one another. you squeeze your thighs together, an action that doesn’t go unnoticed by either of them.

“y-yeah, okay. i’ll do it.”

“atta girl,” satoru praises, the corners of his eyes crinkling. a wicked smile finds its way onto his rosy lips, but you don’t back down, instead spreading your legs. you look between them, a silent invitation extended in one glance.

“lie back for us.”

“you were the one who told me to sit up—” perhaps the unnecessary snark isn’t a good idea, not with the way suguru eyes you warily.

satoru leans in hastily, connecting his lips with yours to effectively shut you up. his body barrels into yours, pushing you into suguru, who catches you and cages you against his strong chest. the knife is abandoned as he strokes his fingertips along the tender skin of your neck, sighing into your ear while satoru occupies your lips.

“so pretty. heh, you’re pretty every night.”

suguru’s touch has you letting out a moan that satoru eagerly swallows, his gloved hands roaming your body. however, he seems to remember he’s got gloves on; without pulling away, he snatches them off.

“her tits, suguru—play with her tits.”

the mumbled words are audible only to suguru, who complies with a chuckle. unlike satoru, he makes no move to do away with his gloves. you moan, his hands squeezing at your tits while his fingertips stroke over your nipples until they grow hard.

“s-suguru,” you mewl, pulling away for a moment to suck a breath into your deprived lungs, “keep touching me there—just like that.”

satoru’s palm comes down hard against the side of your thigh, and he grips your face, forcing you to look at him. “focus on me, got that? wouldn’t want him to stop, would you?”

you shake your head, and in a split second, satoru’s got your upper lip between his teeth. he bites down playfully; the impact makes you gasp, and he seizes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. arousal pools in your panties, and you fidget in your spot between them, hoping that you’ll finally get the attention you’ve been craving sooner rather than later. suguru’s tongue drags against your neck while he takes in the scent of your body wash from earlier’s shower. there’s a cool sensation coming from the center of his tongue—you can feel a firm ball of some kind.

it’s a little shameful, getting this hot and heavy from a simple kiss. only, his tongue rolls against yours, and any semblance of embarrassment melts away. suguru’s fingers pinch both of your nipples at the same time, sending shockwaves right to your pussy.

“fuck,” you sob into satoru’s mouth, practically lightheaded from how overwhelming it already is, as well as the lack of air. “i-i need more.”

suguru hums, continuing to toy with your hardened nipples. “already slutting yourself out for us, sweetheart? that was fast, wasn’t it?”

satoru finally draws back, a glossy string of spit connecting your lips to his. he doesn’t move just yet, savoring the moment like a piece of special candy—you’ve practically got hearts in your eyes, all hot and bothered because of him. well, suguru is a factor, but he didn’t put in nearly as much work as satoru.

“lie back for us, babe.” this time you don’t fight them on it, scooting off suguru so you can comfortably prop yourself up on the mountain of pillows.

“tsk. this dress ought to go.” suguru brandishes his knife, and cuts through the satin material of the slip as easily as a stick of butter.

“hey!” you snap, the remains of your dress sliding off to the sides of the bed like rags. “what about you two!? you can’t just cut up my clothes like that when neither of you are naked!”

satoru rolls his eyes, tossing your legs apart. meanwhile, suguru clearly isn’t done with that knife; he trails it along the slopes of your naked body, the edge of the blade sharpened in a way that has you gasping. he applies a little bit of pressure, and your skin splits like it would after a paper cut.

“a-are you cutting my skin open?” you ask incredulously. you know the answer, but for whatever reason, you don’t pull away from him.

“maybe,” he replies breezily. “‘s nothing deep. you can handle it, can’t you, honey?”

“would you look at that?” satoru wolf whistles, and heat rises to your cheeks as he gathers your legs together, tugging them up. the knife pauses at your collarbone as suguru leans backwards to take a look, and his eyebrows raise immediately.

“she’s fucking soaked.”

“put the knife down ‘n come give it a taste.”

satoru’s request is breathless, but effective. the knife falls onto the blankets, and for a moment you use your head to consider what might happen in the future—someone could sit on that thing, lie down on it. satoru’s tongue rips the thought out of your head and replaces the words that were on the tip of your tongue with a sweet moan of bliss. your clit throbs at the prospect of more, and their balmy puffs of breath fanning over you only arouse you further.

their faces press together, side by side as they start to eat your pussy in a way that immediately has your back arching and hips bucking. satoru focuses all his attention on your clit, flicking the tip of his tongue over it while suguru slurps up all of your slick. there it is again, that cool sensation—he’s got a tongue piercing. the moonlight shines through the flowy curtains, illuminating the killers in an almost angelic glow . . maybe they’re actually pussy killers.

“‘s like fucking candy,” satoru moans, tongue dipping down to gather up your slick. it bumps into suguru’s, and he only lets out a laugh that sends vibrations through your entire core. “sweetest pussy i’ve ever tasted, shit.”

the room fills with the lewd, nasty sounds of their slurping and licking as they devour your pussy together. you slip a finger between your teeth and bite down once one too many noises threaten to escape you, and suguru pulls back to land a smarting slap on your pussy.

“ah ah. do not try to go quiet on us.”

“sorry, ‘m sorry,” you stutter dumbly, mind and body reeling from the delicious sting of the slap.

“we want you screaming,” he emphasizes, spitting onto your cunt and watching as it flutters, the glob slipping down more rapidly due to the movement. “and you will be, by the end of all this. understand, doll?”

you nod hastily, and his eyes flick upwards to your face, the hardness in them a simple warning. “yeah, i understand.”

satoru’s drawing hearts and letters on your clit, each one making you shudder more than the last. each drag of his tongue makes him moan as he takes in more of your taste. beside him, suguru’s dips his tongue between your folds, the sensation nothing more than a tease. they plan to split you open on their cocks, and getting you desperate for it is only the first step of their plan.

“ngh, t-that’s so fucking good,” you cry, thighs quaking on either side of their heads. “please, i’m gonna cum.”

“give it to us,” satoru is the first to speak, his voice clear as it cuts through the lewd sounds in the air. he’s got one hand on the side of your thigh, holding you open just for them. “on our tongues, like a good girl.”

satoru’s ministrations on your clit grow more insistent; he’s working to pull your orgasm from you, while suguru continues to slurp at your messy pussy, his eyes falling shut. a familiar and overwhelming sensation coils in your tummy; it’s one that has your hands flying to both suguru and satoru’s heads, fingers finding purchase in their hair.

“i—i think ‘m gonna cum,” you cry, back arching off the bed while your hips jolt forward into their faces. after hearing the first word of your delirious warning, satoru replaced his tongue with his finger and moved beside suguru, the two of them slurping all your cunt has to offer. to them, it’s like drinking ambrosia.

you’re pulling hard at their hair, only encouraging them to groan against you. suguru speaks, eyes rolling back from just a little hair pulling. but it makes sense, with hair like that. of course his scalp is very sensitive.

“cover us in your cum, baby.”

obedient and right on time, your pussy gushes, hole fluttering around nothing while your clit throbs beneath satoru’s finger. the intense orgasm has left you twitching from the aftershocks, gasping for breath, and overly sensitive. of course, satoru and suguru take advantage of the aforementioned sensitivity with smirks on their faces.

“no, wait, i-i just came,” is all you can sob, your hands smacked away once you try to tug them off your aching cunt. “satoruuu, suguruuu.”

suguru only laughs, mimicking your tone with a roll of his eyes. “aw, babyyy. that’s too bad, isn’t it?”

with how sensitive you are, it’s not hard for them to drag a second orgasm out of you. this time, a few tears cascade down your cheeks as you fall over the edge with a pitched cry. satoru spanks your still twitching cunt and laughs at the way you gasp and recoil, legs still trembling.

“suguru, whatcha think? you wanna take her mouth ‘n i’ll fuck her pussy?”

“that’s far too considerate, satoru.” he shakes his head, talking about you as if you’re not in front of them. “c’mon,” suguru purrs, gesturing for you to get up as he slips off his robe and boxers. “lie on top of me.”

you can’t help but ogle, a little starstruck by his body and the thrill of everything. he sticks out his tongue playfully when he notices you staring, the metal ball in his tongue gleaming. his abs flex and his cock bobs as he lays down on your bed, beckoning you over with a gloved finger. satoru gulps, panting softly at the sight. following his best friend’s lead, he slips off his matching clothing and mounts the bed, which sinks under his weight with a creak. part of you wonders if the bed frame will give out by the end of this.

“hand me the lube,” suguru grunts, catching the small bottle in his larger hand. the liquid is cool, even through the leather of his gloves. he rubs his fingers together to warm it up a little for you. his fingertips prod at the tight ring of your asshole, and you let out a squeak of surprise.

“c’mon. relax for me, doll.”

you take a breath, body sweltering with arousal. this is certainly new for you, but you don’t complain—and anyway, the slight coolness of the lube feels good against your hot skin. satoru bites down on his lower lip as he watches his best friend prep you to take both of their cocks at the same time. something wicked has the corners of his lips curling up into a smile as he pictures you screaming for them.

likely picturing the same thing, suguru tongues at your jaw, kissing the tender skin wetly before nipping hard. you can only cry out, his lips serving as a simple distraction while his fingers push inside and stretch you out.

you gasp, and he feels you squeeze down hard on his fingers, hips jerking away. “come now, don’t run from it,” suguru coos, twisting his body beneath you to angle you the right way again. he ignores your whining, and satoru silently strokes his cock to the sight. “i know, i know. just breathe for me, ‘kay?”

slowly, your body accommodates the new stretch without any more sting or discomfort. in fact, your hips begin to rock into his fingers, chasing them when he starts to pull out.

“i-i think she’s ready, suguru,” satoru finally speaks up, clearing his throat. his voice is a little choked, and you can clearly see the flush on his cheeks even in the dark. “for both of us.”

“you hear that, honey?” his warm breath fans over the shell of your ear, making you shudder against him. “let’s see who can make you scream the loudest—me or satoru.”

“as if,” the man in question huffs, pushing your thigh to the side and looking over your dripping pussy with an obvious hunger. “fuck, baby. i’m gonna ruin you.”

with that, satoru grasps his cock and guides it inside your needy cunt. suguru does the same, pushing his length into your ass. the three of you moan collectively, a harmony if ever there was one. you sob, tears burning at the corners of your eyes from the intensity of the stretch.

satoru grits his teeth and grips your hips for support, then pushes all the way inside you. he bottoms out easily, his cock sliding against suguru’s, separated only by a thin layer of tissue. so thin that they can feel the shape of one another’s cocks through you.

“fuckin’—shittt, oh my god,” satoru’s easily overwhelmed, heart pounding in his ears while sweat covers his entire body in a sticky sheen.

suguru bites your neck hard, but the pain registers as pleasure despite the fact that he tastes a few irony drops of blood on his tongue.

“do either of you plan to move?” you complain, lips parting in an ‘o’ shape around a whiny moan. “or are we just gonna sit here—”

“shut the fuck up,” suguru groans, clapping a dry and gloved hand over your tits before squeezing them. “we’ll move when we fucking feel like it.”

waves of almost euphoria wash over your entire body, leaving you breathless and panting. when you’d first met these two, you’d been sharp and aware of your surroundings, but now everything is hazy and your body burns as though you have a fever.

the bed creaks dangerously as satoru jumps into action, slowly rocking his hips into yours with a few choked, wanton moans. before long, he’s more confident, fucking into you with a tight grip on your skin and at an invigorated pace. you’re so hot and oh so tight—satoru fucking loves it—you feel perfect. he loves the way you squirm on top of his best friend, hips canting forward eagerly to meet his. the evidence of how good he’s making you feel is painted all over your face, apparent in the wobble of your lower lip and the tears in your eyes.

you hear a sigh from behind you. “can’t lose the bet,” suguru’s voice is laced with faux sympathy. it takes him a few seconds, but he finally starts moving, groaning in approval at the shake of your body and gasping, ragged breaths.

above you, sweat rolls down satoru’s face, the snowy tips of his hair sticking to his forehead while others fall in front of his eyes. “y-you like it like this, baby?” the question is rhetorical, but your whimpering tells him everything he needs to know. the corners of his lips curl into a smile that’s soon wiped away by overwhelming pleasure. “you’re taking us so fuckin’ well, sweetheart . . driving me insane, goddamn.”

“i second that,” the metal ball of suguru’s piercing clicks as he sweeps his tongue over his teeth, panting hard into your ear. “really, baby . . feel like the luckiest fuckin’ guy in the world right now, heh.”

as if you’re not the luckiest girl—being sandwiched between these two is a dream you didn’t even know you had. inside you, their cocks throb against one another, dragging in and out of your holes ruthlessly. the tempo only speeds up, becoming too much too quickly.

you nudge a weak, clammy hand against satoru’s waist, arching your back on top of suguru and nearly nailing him in the face with a reverse headbutt. before the latter can say anything, satoru snatches your hand and intertwines your fingers with his, then pins it down to the bed. he advances forward, his chest now against yours to keep you still.

“ah ah,” he tuts, his nipples hard as they press against yours, “move your damn hand, baby. this is what you wanted, remember?”

“i certainly do,” suguru titters, nipping at your earlobe. “don’t be like that. you can take it, can’t you?”

his words are convincing; he’s got you nodding in acceptance. he’s right, of course. this is what you wanted earlier—you’ve been taking both of their cocks so fucking well. just as you tell yourself you’ll make it through this, satoru’s fingers ghost along the soft skin of your stomach. despite the exhaustion that’s setting into his body, his hips don’t even stutter as he focuses on your swollen clit.

“oh . . oh my god,” the words are torn from your throat, which only grows more sore with all the noise you can’t seem to stop making. a familiar shakiness settles in your voice, and you’re fighting to keep the breath in your lungs, but it escapes you far too easily. “i’m-‘m gonna cum for you, ‘m—”

as you hurtle closer to all encompassing euphoria, the sounds of skin slapping against skin fade out and grow foggy. yet, you manage to hear their voices eagerly spurring you on, the two of them in the same boat as you.

“yeah, ‘s right. fuckin’ cum for us, baby.” satoru’s own orgasm creeps up on him, his head tipping back as your pussy starts to flutter around his cock. of course, suguru can feel the throbbing of his best friend’s cock and the quavering of your needy pussy. he releases your tits, seeing the bruising he’s left before squeezing his eyes shut in concentration.

“ya heard him, honey,” he utters after a long groan, his voice low and husky. “take all of our fucking cum.” you gasp out, nodding your head frantically as you teeter over the edge.

everything happens fast, and all at the same time. satoru cums inside you, his broad shoulders shaking as he rides it out while your pussy practically milks him for more. your cunt spasms, hips jerking upwards from the intensity of it. the movement pushes out suguru, his cum leaking out of your bruised ass and spilling in white puddles on his pelvis.

satoru looks down, biting down on his lower lip as he pulls his cock from you. this is quite the reward, seeing cum pour from both of your spent and twitching holes. your shuddering, sweltering body finally begins to cool after what feels like hours. suguru’s exhausted, but he kindly lifts you and lays you down on the bed beside him. satoru flops down beside you with a heaving sigh, only to lay on the knife from earlier.

“ow, fuck!” he jolts, sitting up and tugging the sharp blade from where it’s tangled in the sheets. he unceremoniously hurls it to the floor, laying back down with a vengeful huff.

you’re too tired to laugh, but a small smile plays on your lips. “do you still wanna kill me?”

“not right now,” suguru throws an arm over his face, gesturing in the direction of the floor. “the knife’s down there, anyway.”

you sit up, craning your neck to take a look. from what you can see, the floor is littered with their dark costumes and two masks, the knife completely out of sight. “i don’t see it.”

“hm, remember we talked about making you scream for us?” satoru speaks up, and in your dizzy haze, you don’t notice that glint in his eyes.

“uh, yeah, i think so? i thought you already did.”

“don’t you watch scary movies?” suguru scoffs, looking at you from beneath his forearm. “you should know what happens next.”

you laugh, rolling your eyes. “yeah, whatever. what happens next, you kill me? very funny. let me convince you again,” and you clear your throat. “no, please don’t kill me, mr. ghostface! i wanna be in the sequel!”

satoru simply shakes his head, and the knife plunges into your back. with a gasp, you sputter out a few garbled words, blood pouring down your bare back as you fall backwards onto the bed. you writhe on the mussed sheets, blood spilling from your lips and trickling down your chin in vermillion rivulets. beside you, the blood covered suguru and satoru let you struggle aimlessly until your body stills; then they slip their masks on again . .

“andddd cut!” the director jumps from his seat with proud claps, and the production assistants rush in from every direction to help clean up the mess.

“satoru, fuck! that knife was so sharp,” you sit up, sending a glare his way as you wipe the fake blood off your skin. despite being a fake knife, the shiny plastic point was rather jagged.

“excellent performances, the three of you! our halloween special is sure to be a hit!” the director is gushing as he praises the three of you.

“yeah, yeah,” suguru says, his cheeks flushed a rosy pink. “i’ve gotta take a shower. seriously, the corn syrup is so fucking sticky.”

[arminsumi]

geto who's way bigger than you. just imagine sitting on his lap while he hugs you. he might kiss you in the hair or make you ride him until you're dripping all over his pants <3

TOO SMALL TO TAKE IT ALL, HUH?

𝐆. 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 — 夏油傑

🔞 smut / n.sfw / 18+ content

NOTE: did I just read Geto Suguru with a size kink or do I need to get my eyes checked out again 🥴 anyways hehe my dearest mama pieck in my inbox good to see u angel 💗

WARNINGS — fem reader, size kink, implied clothed sex, implied unprotected sex + creampie, hair pulling, light roughplay, teasing/playfulness, dirty talk, slight dom/sub dynamic (?), nicknames (daddy, good girl, baby, etc), lmk if i have missed a warning thank u lovelies

That’s the first thing he noticed about you – you and him, the sheer size difference. It made his eyes light up, it made him smirk. He immediately compared his body size to yours and relished in the fact even your shadow was smaller.

Satoru had introduced the two of you to each other years ago during one especially hot summer. You’d coincidentally stayed at the same hotel in Okinawa for the holidays. Geto Suguru very unashamedly chuckled when you looked up at him, noticing how your eyes skimmed the strip of his physique that showed through his Hawaiian shirt. One of the first things he said to you was “You’re so small” as a playful, cheeky little remark.

And it wasn’t the last time he said it. That was a very common phrase to come out of him. He loved making you very aware of how much bigger he was than you.

Never mind the obvious height difference, he was just bigger than you in every aspect. Hands, feet, forearms, chest, torso, shoulders. So often in the early stages of your relationship, he would put his hand out and splay his fingers so that you’d bring your own hand up to compare, showing off his finger length by curling them over yours, with a suggestive smirk too. At some point he made the very expected dirty joke, “Bet you’d prefer mine over yours, huh? Yeah. I could reach much deeper.”

The size difference between you and him was on his mind whenever he hugged you. He made sure that you felt the tones of his torso pressing tight against your chest.

And it was killing him inside whenever you perched yourself on his lap. You felt his muscular thighs supporting your weight.

Pair those together – hugging him while on his lap? He was conscious of every part of your body that pressed against him, as were you; how could you ignore the press of his biceps against your sides? No one could.

His pants started tightening when he mentally compared every aspect of your body and his body. Your hand and his hand, your shoulders and his shoulders, your leg length and his leg length. You wouldn’t expect nasty thoughts to be circling his mind when he’s pressing such innocent kisses into your hair. But he’s thinking of pulling on that pretty hair, making you squirm on his cozy, comfy, big lap while he stuffs his cock inside your tiny hole.

He sweet talks you while palming and kneading your ass, feeling the supple skin bounce and jiggle makes him giddy.

 Geto was a giant, but a gentle giant. Well, mostly gentle – gentle when he wasn’t thrusting up into you.

He fucked you like a real show-off, ‘cause Geto wanted to make your pussy remember his size. Splitting you open and stretching you out always earned a wolfy grin from his lips. “Feel that? ‘so deep I’m in your tummy, baby. If I cum inside I’m sure not a single drop will spill out.” He coos into your ear, firm grip unmoving from your hips.

The curve of his cock had you seeing stars, it made your body so weak – he liked that. He liked that he had the ability to make your body practically melt in his embrace, he savored the feeling and sight of your body going half-limp like a ragdoll when you were getting fucked too good by him.

Sometimes he was so needy to feel you stretch around him that he didn’t bother fully taking off his clothes, he’d just unbutton and unzip his pants.

“But I’m gonna soak ‘em.” You forewarned.

“Yeah.” He hummed with a smirk, “I like that, baby. Soak daddy’s jeans with your pretty pussy like a good girl. Make a mess on me.”

Now, Geto only gives you a bit of freedom when riding his lap. Those big hands are always attached to your hips and helping to work you up and down. Sometimes he’ll give you the liberty of bouncing on his cock all by yourself, as clumsy as you are in that cock-drunk state, so he can hold the back of your head and give you feverish kisses all over your face. When he feels the tickle of your hair as it slips through his fingers, that’s when he takes a grip of it and pulls back so gently. Geto’s so sweet and gentle – ‘till he’s cumming, that is, then you feel a slight tingle across your scalp as he really pulls on your hair.

“You’re so fucking tiny, baby. Too small to take it all, huh? Deep breaths, there we go – angel you’re so good for me, always listening to me – fuckkk – s-so fucking small, so fucking small ‘n tiny, ‘gonna milk my cum out with that tight hole of yours? Yeah? Good, be good and milk my cum out.”

When he’s through with you, he always praises you like a princess.

“You impress me.” He tells you, “it's so hot that you can take all of me like that, even thought you’re so small. Mhm, that’s right, you’re my baby angel, aren’t you? C’mere, let me kiss you.” He feathers tenderly against the crown of your head, ignorant of the fact his pants are soaked through with his pretty girl’s juices, and presses pretty kisses to your skin.

[mirensiart]

Hey Miry what are some fun (or maybe angsty) headcanons you have for the boys, including Chain?

Hmmmm 🤔 ok let me think

Sky: I know most people headcanon Warriors as the field medic, but I feel Sky is also versed in first aids and is really good at it, he has excellent bedside manner. Like the knight academy probably taught him all about it, so the 3 medics of the gang are warriors, hyrule and him. I also believe he has an impeccable stitch technique, like barely leaves scars at all. Really dexterous with his hands too, thanks to his wood crafting and harp playing, he's really good with them hands lmao.

Four: he's a blacksmith sure, and knows a lot about making weapons and maintaining them, but I like to believe he's also really good and making stuff out of leather. Like he knows how to make leather belts and pouches for the weapons his grandpa makes or leather clothes as protection in battle. Idk just a very crafty little guy that offers the entire deal aka a weapon and the leather belts to carry it, all in one service hehe

Time: I like to believe he lost his eye in a very mundane non heroic way, like maybe he fell off a rowdy horse and landed in the worst way possible or a farm centric accident. He makes up different stories about how he lost it, every time someone asks, he changes it, some stories are batshit insane and some others are super normal. He actually has told the real way he lost the eye in between the fake stories, but no one believes him. He thinks it's hilarious btw.

Twilight: I've mentioned before that I headcanon him to be a very sensitive guy, like small things can make him tear up aka a baby animal absolutely makes him want to start sobbing lmao. I like to believe he gossips and talks a lot with his epona as wolfie, like when you're in wolf form in twilight princess you can talk to animals and epona is so sweet with him when you talk to her, they are soulmates man. The guys do something dumb and he turns into wolfie just to walk to epona like "can u believe those guys??" Epona knows everything tbh like he tells her everything, she's the only one who truly knows his woes over losing midna.

Wind: I love to believe the little guy can legit control the winds, like the wind waker is a way for him to channel his magic, but he can control the wind unconsciously, too. When he gets really mad, the winds pick up speeds around him, or if he's happy, a gentle breeze circles around him, etc. His hair is always blowing in the breeze even when he's inside doors, and there's no wind. It just does that.

Legend: Excellent gardener, has a talent for growing plants, flowers, and trees. They flourish under his care. Extremely particular about soil and water and shadow/light for his plants, he not only has an apple orchard, but also grows veggies and rare flowers. Ravio maintains his garden under extreme rules and guidelines lmao ravio is not allowed to sell the apples or veggies from legend's garden, but legend encourages rav to use them for cooking instead.

Hyrule: disney princess aka animals love him lmao typical guy who befriends every single creature he meets, he could pacify a bear if he wants to. His fae part is what makes him have such an affinity with nature in general, I see him as the elves from LOTR who can feel and communicate with trees and they guide him. It's why he never uses maps, he doesn't need them.

Wild: using LOTR as my base for headcanons again lol but I see him like aragorn in the sense that aragorn is a human who was raised by elves so he feels a strong connection to elf culture because of it. I picture wild to be the same, but with the zoras, since he was childhood friends with mipha, we can imply he spent A LOT of time in zora's domain as a child. He is way more versed in zora customs, language, holidays, etc, than the hylian ones. It's also why I feel the older zora are so pissed off with him in botw, like they saw him as one of their own for so long, utter betrayal that he didn't protect their princess (mipha) and failed them all lol he has some zora mannerism in the sense that sometimes, he eats fish raw LMAO when he absentmindedly ate one in front of everyone the first time everyone was shocked for a while lmao

Warriors: absolute nervous wreck, always riddled with anxiety, really low self-esteem, is probably screaming 24/7 inside his head at all times, but is EXCEPTIONAL at faking it, like fake it til you make it is his way of life lmao he exudes over confidence and is always worried about his looks as a way to hide how much of a mess he truly is. Time & Wind has seen him at his worst and know that he's a great actor, which helps him cause he can stop pretending around them for a while

And now my link lmao

Chain: All bark, no bite. He is ironic and sarcastic and shows himself as a tough guy, but he's actually a sweetheart, and things get to him pretty easily. He learned pretty early on than carrying his heart on his sleeve is a really bad idea around the Bounty Hunter guild, since soft nice guys don't last long, so he replies to hurtful comments with sarcasm and a tough attitude, when in reality he's really hurt lmao he also jokes to cope, he'd rather throw a joke or two at you than really open up and talk about his feelings.

[houseofheroesau]

Time will never see wolfie the same way again....

U welcome

I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight. Thank you.

[namleeea]

Wolfy’s favourites/inst au

summary: your and mason’s fans begin to suspect you of a romantic relationship and all…because of the dog

part 1

author's note: i’m back with part 2 👀 thank you for your feedback on my previous one, i really appreciate it. hope you’ll enjoy :3

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masonmount 💙

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masonsfan1 FUCK ARE U REALLY? FUCK

masonsfan2 girl i can’t believe we lost him

masonsfan3 stop being dramatic 🥲 or i’ll cry with you

cmpulisic bring me a magnet

masonmount oh those americans 🙄

yourfan ow…now i see…

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masonmountsfan first photo from Y/n inst/second from Mase’s…that’s obvious, guys

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masonsfan1 are they dating??🥺

masonsfan2 i think so…but no official confirmation

yourfan1 our girl…i can’t believe she said she would never date footballers 🥲

masonsfan3 well it’s Mason Mount who can even resist him🫢

yourfan2 If this is true, then they will be the most beautiful couple

masonmountsfan YES GIRL I AGREE

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yourfan are they going to confess?

masonsfan give them time lol 🤭 they still think they're great at hiding

sophiaaemelia 👀

yourbestie yes my boy’s photos again! i missed Wolfy

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yourusername oh dear diary i met a boy ❤️‍🩹

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masonmountsfan THEY DID IT!! WAKE UP EVERYONE THEY DID IT

sophiaaemelia i love you 🤍 (Kai is crying, he said you stole his boyfriend)

kaihavertz29 i’m not crying🙄

masonmount i’m always yours, man

yourusername huh?

masonsfan O MY GOD FINALLY

yourfan i can’t believe my eyes!! what i see🥹🥹🥹

masonmount

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masonmount the girl of my dreams 💙

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benchilwell bro, you are the luckiest

masonmount i am

cmpulisic Y/n why him?

masonmount man, get out

cmpulisic it’s not about me, just…why him? you could choose anyone

masonmount i’m serious get out 😑

yourusername i just love him what can i do 🤭

masonmount just continue to love the man number 1 in your life 😌

yourdad she’s loving me, don’t doubt it

masonmount i don’t sir, i’m sorry. i don’t!

yourfan i’m so happy for our girl 😩

yourbestie me too 🤭 i’m happy too

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yourusername hey Masey, your fan number 1 is here!

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masonmount my two big loves 💙

yourbestie my boy😭

sophiaaemelia so cute!

yourfan Wolfy, you’re our hero, we can see it all because of you 🥹

masonsfan i believe in Wolfy’s supremacy 🤭

[xodarling]

https://x.com/DIrresponsibly?t=thyRynsVEgu4aAL6WUdzBg&s=09 for more Silver Wolf content (love them)

WOOHOO 🥳🥳 thank you for yhe food 🙏🙏

ok but like… pet play and wolfie😏 or better yet bringing in the omegaverse for her breedable ass. omega!silver wolf and alpha!reader, teehee😌. silver wolf jus vibing yk, prob playing her stupid games or something and then her heat hits, her with little wolf ears and a tail to rlly complete her wolf name. just imagine how red her cheeks get and how she starts squirming, her cunt is practically begging to get filled and ur nowhere nearby 😖

her humping a pillow in the meantime, trying her hardest to replicate the feeling of you fucking her, but its just a pillow… it’s barely doing anything. still, she keeps rubbing her twitching clit against the pillowcase, whimpering quietly. the sweat all over her body got so intense that she totally stripped, her bare body hitting the cold air of her bedroom and her tail and ears twitching while she humps like a dog.

getting so distracted by just that small bit of friction she doesnt notice you walking in or greeting her. entering the bedroom and seeing your wolfie humping a pillow and getting wafted by the smell of her heat. ☺️ and like any sane woman or enby, u obv have to fuck her, i mean just smelling her scent brought you into such a rut. it took her by surprise by it wasn’t unwelcome, you picking her up and bending her over to shove yourself inside her.

u barely had to hold her up shes just so small, seeing how easily she bruised and how her tail kept on wagging made you go so much harder. and wolfie couldnt be happier, finally getting filled, becoming whole again, it was so euphoric her slick kept on dripping down your shaft no matter how many times she came.

breeding her so many times its guaranteed that she’ll carry your litter, feeling her tummy bulge with your cock, you just had to bend her into any position you could☺️ seeing her fucked out expression when you finally knot her, her letting out such a dreamy whine and her lips curling into a smile. all fucked out and bred for u 😚

HEEHE wolfie 🥰🥰

[silverdragon-imagines-blog]

The chain mistakes a wolf-dog with some charcoal on his face for Wolfie....while Twi is off scouting

[This was hilarious and a lot of fun, thank you for waiting for me to finish this and I hope you enjoy ^u^]

“Hey look! Wolfie came to visit!”

Legend looked up from the book he was reading to see Wolfie walk into camp and take a seat directly in front of Wind. The not-quite-wolf was panting, wagging his tail and looking up at Wind, said hero seemingly resisting the urge to pet the so obviously happy not-quite-wolf. Legend smirked, the sight being quite funny especially since it was rare to see Twilight giving into the urge to act more dog-like, even if he denies both being a dog and acting even remotely similar to a dog. 

Legend placed the ribbon bookmark to save his spot and leaned back against the tree he was reading under to watch the events unfold. Of course, not without smacking Four’s book onto their face first so the other hero could enjoy the show as well. The smithy only pushed Legend over once in retaliation and then settled against the tree as well.

“Wolfie looks a lot dirtier than usual,” Four remarked, leaning forward and propping his chin on his hand.

“Eh, with how long it’s been since we last got a chance to stay in a village or town, it makes sense,” Legend shrugged.

Wind seemed to finally give into temptation, kneeling down and scratching Wolfie behind the ears. Said not-quite-animal closed his eyes, his tail thumping along the ground. Warriors came up to the youngest hero and smiled, reaching a hand down for Wolfie to sniff.

“Seems our furry friend is in a good mood today if he’s letting you pet him for once,” Warriors said.

Wind nodded, smiling brightly up at the other hero.

“It’s about time! Only Wild ever seems to get to do this!”

“Do what?” Wild called out, and Legend stifled a laugh as he saw Wild with various sauces and powdered spices all over him.

“Looks like our cook is in an experimental mood again,” Legend got out as he shook with stifled laughter. Four just shook their head, smiling all the while.

“You always get to pet Wolfie!” Wind yelled back at Wild, getting the cook to abandon his mess and make his way over, confusion evident on his face.

“Pet? I mean, I guess sometimes Wolfie lets me, but it’s pretty rare,” Wild crossed his arms, watching as Wind wrapped his arms around Wolfie and press his cheek against the soft fur.

Wars chuckled, shaking his head.

“Maybe the era we’re in has improved his mood for once?” Wars suggested, only for Wild to shake his head.

“That’s never stopped him from threatening to bite me when I try to pet him,” Wild replied.

“I don’t care! I’m going to enjoy finally knowing what it’s like to pet Wolfie!” Wind shouted, earning curious looks from Sky, Hyrule, and Time who were sitting off to the side.

“Oh, looks like the rest have picked up on what’s going on. How do you think this will progress, dear veteran?” Four spoke, elbowing Legend in the side as the trio of heroes approached the three around Wolfie.

“I can tell you that Rulie will for sure capitalize on this moment and also pet Wolfie,” Legend replied, elbowing Four back.

True to Legend’s word, Hyrule kneeled down alongside Wind and started petting Wolfie’s back with a huge grin on his face. Time chuckled, shaking his head. 

“So Wolfie is letting us pet him? Since when?” Sky asked, Wind turned to look at him.

“Don’t know, don’t care, no one can take this from me!”

Wolfie barked in response, making Wind and Hyrule laugh as they continued to run their fingers through his fur. Legend was watching them with amusement, only for Four to pull him out of the moment with several taps to his shoulder.

“What?” Legend turned to address Four, only to see Twilight standing next to them watching the rest of the group.

“You know what, I say we let them have this,” Twilight said with a grin that showed off his sharp canines, “We’ll see what happens when Time and Wild realize that isn’t me.”

[breannasfluff]

IM BACK! First of all, thank you for your work 🩷🩷🩷🩷 u have 43 works!! Thats like,wow omg I still remember when I read ur first one (I think?) But the one with wild and four fighting over if a tomato is a fruit or not. Now, Wolf Pack? I LOVE IT!! So cutee I love how Time and Twilight take care of Wild (and when wild was playing/experimenting with Kass instrument, such a mood, I did the same when I was younger and with a doorknob it was never the same) also your avian boys? Precious, I love them too and, even if Twilight with Wild are my favorite dynamic, seeing Wild-Hyrule-Legend is also cute, I like how their personalities contrasts, the most recent one, the Wild with Warriors about memories is bittersweet, I feel so sad about warriors situation (trying to be vague to avoid spoiling anyone) but the ending was pretty sweet, and finally and my most beloved, Eldritch Wild 🩷🩷🩷🩷 I love him soooo muchhh, I still feel sad that the chain are still scared of him but yeah, I don't blame them, still, the scene with Sun and Wild was pretty funny, when Wild started sneezing like crazy I could only think of a kitten after taking too much catnip XD also! With the fierce deity!!! I agree with warriors, It was like watching a Dog (more of a puppy if u ask me) asking to play with a Wolf xd I'm happy Wild finally has someone else who isn't scared of him! I'm excited to see what else will u write (and kinda hoping we get to see when Wild claims twilight 👀👀)

Ahah! I have gained a computer for easier typing!

First off, THANK YOU I love your rambles so much! And that sounds about right; Tomato Fruitcake I think was the first thing I posted! It's fun to go back and read that and compare it to now.

Wolf Pack! That one has been fun to explore little bits and pieces; very relationship and character-based vs plot. And it's fun to have a Wild who's fairly non-verbal and relies heavily on the wolves to learn how to act.

My sweet wing bois; it is such an excuse to write Triple Threat dynamics since we have a few stories of Wild and Twi/Wolfie! I have a lot of fun with unique spins on each story, which helps keep it interesting to write. Especially when some of the ideas are the same each time (there's only so many times you can write out the same starting character growth before you need a break lol).

Poor Warriors. I actually relate to his personality the most, which means he gets the short end of some sticks.

Eldritch Wild! I think I mentioned last night that I never expected him to be so popular, yet here we are. It's been fun to build out lore and (hopefully) weave some of it in chapters. And seeing people's thoughts and guesses is super fun! I do plan to have something more focused on Wild and Twi for E!Wild, but it's probably a ways out.

Thank you again for the wonderful message <3

[sungbeam]

i'm gonna rb nt to boost it & do a full review on it but i just wanted to thank u for changing my life w/ that 2 part changmin story 🙏🙏 THE LORE & WORLDBUILDING IS SOOO GOOD also i love ur little twists on the different mythology 😭 u didn't just take some random folklore out of the internet & called it a day but actually took the time to make them unique & ur own 🤞

SPOILER FILLED COMMENTARY:

i genuinely thought the alpha would be bang chan b/c....... i just think it would be so funny 😍😍 a little teehee if u will

the amount of "sweetheart" being used is so....... IM NOT COMPLAINING BUT LIKE TONE IT DOWNNNNNDGDJSJDJ HEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEH

the side couples go crazy. was kicking my feet & giggling at sangyeon & lily!!! almost went "awwww :(((" at mika & sena until....... 🙄🙄🙄

IDK WHY Y/N DIDN'T GO FOR KEVIN EARLIER B/C AT THAT MOMENT??? I WOULD'VE TAKEN HIM UP ON THAT OFFER ☝️❗️ peaceful community??? well protected??? a JOB offer in THIS economy???? A KEVIN????

MIKA CAN SUCK IT!!! WHAT IS WRONG W/ HER 🗣🗣🗣❓️❓️❓️

that confession scene took TOO long but it was SOOOO worth it...... it's so similar to bridgerton-esque confessions of love & that's the beauty of it 🫡 it's so "i burn for you" coded

NOA MY BELOVED SJFNKSJD thank u for the spoiler alert warning thing LOL BUT AHAGDJ THANK U FOR READING NIGHT TERRORS, MY LABOR OF LOVE 😭😭😭 it brought a huge smile to my face during my bio lecture when i saw ur ask (omg me on my phone during class?? crazy) LIKE THANK U THANK U THANK U??? and sknfkejjf i really didn't want it to be like wattpad paranormal so i tried to give some things a little tweak 😭💀

PLS. BANGCHAN WOULD HAVE DEF BEEN AN ALPHA IN ANOTHER WORLD LIKE. im all for alpha wolf bangchan i have a wip of that somewhere around here— also im a simp and sucker for the changmin sweetheart agenda 😭 i would've put in more but ,,, we must kill our darlings 💔💔💔

okay i soooo feel u w the kevin thing 🤧 i almost forgot that kev was NOT ENDGAME WHEN WRITING THAT PART 💔💔💔 I LITERALLY HAD A CRISIS LIKE ... IN ANOTHER LIFE WOLFIE KEV IM SAWRY (a job offer in THIS economy u r SO RIGHT)

bro ur right w the confession omg "i burn for u" SO TRUE AKFNKSNF THATS WHAT I WAS GOING FOR AND LIKE TOUCH HER U DIE TYPE SHIT HAHAHA

but anyways this reply got kind of long whoopsie 😭😭 just wanted to say thank u again for reading bae :'))) 💖💖

[micechicken]

you should share some about your hatty time au >:) i think the ppl should know

⚫u⚫ okai

Extended Subcon AU

This AU was inspired by both Shane Frost comics of the original plot, some of the beta content, and even a little moleman with my own interpretations and headcanons. Not any shapeshifter or birds stuff since it has no use in this AU.

The concept is post game and is meant to focus on MANY of the characters not just the subcon ones. Although it does go into The Prince and Vanessa as moon jumper's whole thing is sorrow, however MJ is not born of any subcon character's sadness, he is born of the subconscious and nightmares.

But the idea is. One day a mysterious being comes to loom over subcon and the residents are quiet upset and look to Snatcher who is basically their king anyway. Snatcher is rightfully upset this random spirit is upsetting the dead, but is not certain on what to do seals Moon Jumper in the the horizon so that he can't hurt anyone until something is figured out or understood. ("Not this bitch again")

But over time Moon Jumper gains more and more power as he approaches the moon and overtakes lands leading characters to flee their homes for safety and end up stuck together only making matters worse (Moon Jumper basically feeds off negativity and even ruins good things to get more).

Instead of just being a manifestation/spirit of someone, Moon Jumper is something that exists regardless and latches onto someone and uses them as a power source and takes on their appearance.

In this case Mustache Girl is the one trapped.

We don't actually see Hat Kid for most of the parts about them fleeing as she arrives after they send for her and Bow Kid. And she must get to Mustache Girl in order to defeat Moon Jumper and save the planet.

As to why it's Mustache Girl, this is going down the route of if Hat Kid/Bow Kid doesn't give the Timepiece to Mustache Girl at the end. So Mustache Girl is upset and wants to get her home back and Moon Jumper sorta makes a deal with her but it's not really what she wanted.

Also unlike The Prince or Neth, Mustache Girl goes unharmed thanks to everybody :3

It features my OCs Nicole, Wolfie, and my other unnamed one (ferrywoman). And also some of my sister's cause why not. But they are mostly for comedy and world and are not heavy focus.

I'll also mention some Subcon things cause it's part of it.

Subcon often gets random objects appearing inside it so there's a bunch of random stuff around subcon come say it's just Snatcher taking things from others (with some otherworldly power), but often Snatcher packages them for his Minions as gifts to put in their mail. It's sorta implied they are physical manifestations of things people want or miss that Subcon creates.

In the original plot the ice came from Moon Jumper, and in this case, it sorta does at least indirectly at first. Because Moon Jumper existed behind the scenes and indirectly lead to The Prince's death as he drained Vanessa of joy and instilled fear making her grow cold and cause the ice that killed the children and made her lock The Prince up.

He just funnels the power into Vanessa until he gets Mustache Girl to have a more physical form and to Jump the moon and incasing the planet in ice. Moon Jumper just wants to destroy all good and create only bad.

Since the time keepers don't interfere with this world Moon Jumper was not sealed by them like in the original, instead he didn't manage to get the Prince when he died and took form as Snatcher, so he sulked around waiting for a call of hate in his weakened form.

Any of the moleman influence has to do with the Time Keepers and the Moon children which Hat Kid and Bow Kid are but it's not a big aspect of it.

Also Snatcher is obvious no longer a shadow who was abandoned since this is post game which follows canon, MJ only tried to use the Prince but failed because Snatcher was too strong of a form to overtake.

[mirensiart]

The amount of times you've been asked if wounds transfer if it's this specific wound or memories or dreams transfer or something.... you have more patience than me saying over and over again that NO it's just PAIN.

Like I'd assume that if say Legend feels emotional pain from koholint then the others could be like "huh. Longing, heartbreak, with some confusion and paranoia flavored with a bit of guilt.... <must be a nightmare about Marin again>\<what the actual fuck did he dream about this time>?"

And they can piece together knowledge from the pain, even physical, but like.

If Winds arm is cut off Time's wont spontaneously fall off. If Hyrule's appendix bursts, everyone feels it but theirs don't blow up too.

Going to periods tho imagine one of the afab links gets pain from theirs and then it's the rest of them side eyeing each other "have u found blood yet?" Bc none of them know whose cramps it is so they're all prepared

ANON LMAO

THANK U FOR VALIDATING ME

I feel like going insane, like please....I am begging people to pay attention to the au's name....pain sharing au....it's pretty straightforward 😭😭

The way u describe it is exactly how it's supposed to go! Like the chain would get an idea over the context of the pain and who could be the source via how they're feeling the pain

Like they know twilight's specific type of physical pain when transforming into wolfie, they would feel a head splitting migraine and know it's four, etc but that's as far as info as they get

Also yes to the wounds thing, I've been asked multiple times and NO wounds do not transfer, as u said, if wind were to have his arm cut off the others won't lose theirs but they would absolutely feel the pain a severed arm gives u

I like to believe that the links I hc as afab would make a small group and keep an eye on each other for that same reason lol though if they've been traveling for a while it's almost certainly that their periods have synchronized so they may all bleed and cramp at the same time which like, rip the chain

[blossomingbellflower]

Your portrayal of Kikyo is one that makes sense for her character and some of the added HCs flesh her out and makes it feel more real as a person. So it's always quite fun. She's not one-dimensional and she's got personality. You don't go down the route of only making her stoic, and you have a handle of when it is appropriate for her to be a bit playful or gentle. Makes it fun and worthwhile to learn more of how you see her through writing together. Essentially, you're doing quite well in writing Kikyo. It's clear that you appreciate and respect her a lot.

Aww yisss. I appreciate the good things in life~ Your words are like the scritches and pats the wolfie is getting. Much happ. Thank you for sending it in ;u; sometimes I have doubts and the doubts kill my muse. It's nice to hear kind words every now and again.

Portrayal meme

[dino-fart]

Hii!!!🙈❤

Congrats for the 400 followers!!❤🎉🥳❤🎉🥳❤🎉🥳

I was wondering If you could do something with the prompts 16 from the angst list and 5 from de fluff list with 838 Stephen.

Send u a lot of love❤

@azu21

Thank you for the love <3

Angst Prompt 16: “It was you!?”

Fluff Prompt 5: “I don’t really know how to dance…” || “It’s never too late to learn”

“Stephen!!” You shouted storming into the lab room. 

“Oh boy, what did you do?” Christine looked up from her papers. 

“Stephen Vincent Strange!” You shouted again when you saw him at the desk hunched over. You stormed over to him and stood by the chair he sat it. 

“Yes honey?” Stephen looked up at you. 

“Don’t ‘yes honey’ me! When we you going to tell me there was a baby kraken in the tub?!” You crossed your arms over her chest. 

“Oops...” 

“Stephen!” 

“Did it try to harm you?” 

“No, it scared the shit out of me! Get it out of the tub!” You snapped, “Now!” Stephen set his work down and opened up a portal. You followed him into your shared home. 

After a few hours, the kraken was finally gone and you could relax. You had music playing while you got the ingredients out to cook dinner. Stephen walked over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist. “Are you still mad?” 

“No, love,” You kissed his cheek, “Would you like to dance?” 

“I don’t really know how to dance…” Stephen said sheepishly. 

“It’s never too late to learn.” You smiled and put one hand on his shoulder and held his hand with your other hand. He placed his free hand on your waist then waited for your instructions. You began to instruct him on his feet and you matched his rhythm. 

Stephen got the hang of it quickly and twirled you. He pulled you close and kissed you softly. “I love you, doll.” 

“I love you too, darling~” You smiled.

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[gargy1975]

First Kill: Cal/Juliette TVO/TO/Legacies/etc. Stefan/Caroline Bonnie/Damon Keelin/Freya (wolfies' mate for life!) Heylah Marshal-Hope Mikaelson NO A/U, NO REAL PERSON/CAN BE SAME LOVERS...in Alternate Universe(s) Bi! CURIOUS BI-SEXUAL...STRAIGHT....(with knowledge I may NOT, read all the way through..."GAY"&"QUEER" are BOTH "UMBRELLA" terminology for ALL THINGS HOMO-SEXUAL...or HOMOPHOPHIC BIGOTS...so, won't have to make the be knowledgeable for their kids that may or may not be anything that is against anything that is phobic...but, are so scared to death of what this world's are not Straight....HOWEVER< THE "GAY"/"QUEER" World has become more literate more "sapphic" and stronger and proud(er) of themselves and their Family&Friends...EVERY OPEN-MINDED PERSON....who stands up for US in The "THE-STILL-STRAIGHT"...LGBTQ+ UNIVERSE is NOT a place to kept stray in the water that is ALWAYS is weakening and lighter....and instead of just be using any kind of religious rhetoric, that put a good face for being bigoted already steadily trying to maneuver into National Surfers' Champions, again" ...and we ALL PFLAG...we thank you...and we are no longer told to NOT be yourself...we don't give damn what they think of you...we cant go around and let homophobic to have reasons to kill you....and we listened...just NOW and FOREVER...we have to be fearfully for our PFFLAGers into the private places to keep themselves....for the reasons....and as an 100% LESBIAN/LESBIAN on WHY WE ARE BECOMING THE FASTEST/BRAVE-IST/INSTALMENT...BECAUSE AND OR PFLAGGers....ARE THE MOST SINCE WE ARE GOING TO INHALT THE FEAR/IGNORANCE/AND WE WILL/ARE/AND, MY (GARGY) MIGHT GIVE TIGHT...PARENTS' NEVER WANTING TO EVER LET GO....FOR THE FEAR OF THE RETURN OF THE HOLY WARS, THAT HAVE REALLY DIE....HERE'S A GOOD REASONS WHY TWO,SUPPOSEDLY IN AGREEMENT ON SO MANY EEOs...BUT, (2001) (I was going to GRADUATE, however, like 6-weeks earlier--2 ass-holes...(like 2-3 days BEFORE, was got on (Video footage) of Timothy McVeigh was going and watching the babies in the nursery...that was the BIGGEST Shadow of hate...and sometimes send a tear for those children and how many lives that Tim took from this world...and NOT just their's and all Family and FRIENDS....but, I am talking about FUTURE GENERATIONS....LEGIT and/or FAMILY& FRIENDS...and that's what one/two/etc....are JUSTIFIED....I am NOT any one side...just steadily in the INDEPENDENT MIDDLE....and NOT because any heroes have changed my mind back-n-forth...that is PATRIOTISM....o the BNZthe real political affirmation(s), that should, is, and will....we are best not just about because we walk away with like 50 More medals that we won in this NEW OLYMPICS...and see more of the same...and more in THE FUTURE....I was supporting BIDDEN...his views were passionate and for a man that is NOT being for granted JUST BECAUSE HE HAS ALZHEIMER'S and DEMENTIA was greatly swallowing a GREAT MAN with GREAT LOVE FOR THIS COUNTRY (that's right I am arrogant but than again USA won signiantly won 2 wars on Independent front...over UK...and territories)

What it took for BIDDEN to get his flesh-n-blood and core of the Democrats to decide he should go ahead in just take care of themselves...because he wanted and needed some strong and doesn't need/nor wanted to be treated like she was less than...between TRUMP RNC/HARRIS DNC...I sided with Oprah (by the way did Wendy "brake-up"...and then, the 100 1-DAYers PROMISES he threw at us...and then I heard our possible NEW VP tell us how he and his wife had to try so damn hard to conceive their daughter.....and Harris...had Q/A's over a lot of a very, very thin wire over a even thinner wire...and yes, I am voting INDEPENDENT.. but, sinking into that shadow that I fight to intolerant and establish ALL FREEDOMS THAT WE ALL HAVE FOUGHT FOR THE LGBTQ+ and PFLAG members and the growth we are seeing NOW and in to the future...and in this world I want to BRAVELY grow/thrive TO ALL 100% LEGAL CITIZENS...AND NOT BECAUSE THEIR CHILD WAS "USED" BUT ARE MORE THAN WILLING TO TAKE A TEST IN THEIR HOME COUNTRY....WE WILL NOT BE GRANTING BS OUT WITH "THE SO, WHAT..WE HAVE "DIPLOMATIC IMMUNITY" the other states' we are going into in which "OUR CHILDREN---those with dreams who want to fight in war(s) pursue happiness...ie-Freelance Artist which are hard enough....however, they have "family" these artist know but, respect the artist the distance they NEED but, COTG is "owed" her...and COTG...and investments....Which are defended...just because THE GREATEST NATION (and hell, yes....we prove it every time were "provoked" into "BABY-SITTING"

MODE....and they should baby-sitting THE USA just because we proceed them....and we OWE WORLD 8 TRILON (USD)....that we NEVER will be able to pay-off" maybe in the NEXT 20-45 more years of MY LIFE (ie-ALL MY BURIAL PLANS HAVE BEEN PLANED AND 100% PAID FOR) and I am HOPING 4 100% COTTON 100% USA 100% NO sweat shops that are NOT giving an even days (they are working way more than the average DAY OF WORK....for OMG! have ever saw JOE-MAN at a "YOU DON'T SEE DON"T HEAR etc. WE HAVE JOBS CAREERS right hear in 100% USA for an HONEST DAYS FOR AN 100% HONEST PAY...WE CAN AFFORD TO EDUCATE/PROVIDING THE EXPERIENCE/and TRAINING

AND A 100% "GAY" "QUEER" LESBIAN WORLD and PFLAG that are proud and love me just for I am....100% HOMO--SAPIEN....NOT A GROLIA NOT A FISH...but, we are ALL % 100 ANIMAL....WE TRY OUR BEST TO PROTECT...DEFENDED...AND PROUDLY AND DELIGRENTY FIGHTING AS GOOD AS WE CAN.....FOR THOSE "ANIMALS">>>THAT GIVE US WITH LOVE/RESPECT/etc.

PRESIDENT HARRIS HOW DO WE CAN SPELL AND SAY IT...AND HOW CAN SUPPORT YOU WITHOUT BREAKING ANY POLITICAL LAWS/REGULATIONS/PROCEDURAL/etc. AND CAN AFFORD IT.......I THINK AND BELIEVE CAN'T STRIVE and THRIVE on "PRO-CHOICE" WHEN THERE IS ADOPTION OTHER FAMILY & FRIENDS THAT REALLY WANT THAT >...LIFE...THAT THEY CAN'T HAVE THEMSELVES....WITH USA BEING THE 100% FIRST CHOICE/100%RESPECTED....I had TWICE BRACES...OKAY they were cool then....however, were not cheaper...my mom & my dad worked their asses off for me and my brother....and about how my 17 y/o mother got "knocked-up" but, still graduated Ada High as #1...and went to ECU in ADA and had my Half-Sister...before my mom sent that piece of shit the curb...and meet and greeted/fell in-love with my dad and tried for 5 years to have my brother...and had me almost...3 years old....I GOT MORE BUT YOU HAVE TO REQUEST IT...BE SPECIFIC, PLEASE! more?

oh you're jealous! - bamon

Bonnie was on her second glass of totally overpriced champagne and it was doing nothing for her. She was the one that talked him into being her plus-one to this gala, which had taken no small amount of pitching, but now she was regretting it. Why? Because the whole point of having him come along was that she would have someone to mutually complain to about the other guests. Only here she was, standing by the buffet, picking at mini quiches and finger sandwiches, while he was over there, being the life of the party. Why was she even surprised? Damon thrived in the spotlight. And given the many middle-aged women currently fawning over him, he was in his element. 

Rolling her eyes, Bonnie turned her back on the scene, and picked at a fruit plate. 

“Bon, you know the whole point of this was to bring in donors, right?” Caroline appeared next to her, gently bumping her hip with her own. “Well, that and I really wanted to go dress shopping.” She winked at Bonnie when she took in her shimmery rose-gold gown. “Nice, right?” 

Bonnie hummed. “Remind me again why you need donors when Stefan has more than enough to foot whatever bills the school has?” 

Caroline shrugged. “Tax purposes? Also, did I mention that galas mean shopping? Anyway, rich people love things like this. It makes them feel better about themselves.” 

Shaking her head, Bonnie felt a smile pulling at her mouth. “Well, as long as it’s going to a good cause.” 

“Oh, totally. We’re putting a ton of it into scholarships and the rest can go toward the olypmic-size swimming pool I’m already building in my head.” 

“Swim team or leisure?” 

Caroline shrugged. “Both.” With a wave of her hand, she said, “Anyway, enough about that. I know you weren’t exactly excited to come, but you’re not usually this scowly. What’s up?” 

“I’m not scowling.” 

“No?” Caroline raised an eyebrow. “I seem to remember you were a lot happier when you first got here. You and Damon were holed up together in some dark corner, giggling–” 

“We were not giggling.” 

“–he was doing that not-flirting-totally-flirting thing he does with you where he leans in real close and keeps intense eye contact…” She leaned in to show what she meant, amused when Bonnie merely rolled her eyes. “Speaking of, where is my brother-in-law?” 

Bonnie pursed her lips and gazed past Caroline’s shoulder to where her best friend was gesticulating wildly. “Entertaining rich widows last I checked.”  

Confused, Caroline turned around to see what she meant. “Oh.” She paused. “Oh!” She whipped around. “You’re jealous!” 

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[silverdragon-imagines-blog]

Happy Borthday to me

I can offer a small bit of what I’ve been working on since the last time I shared or posted anything, but I might have something post worthy soon enough ^u^

The first snippet is from a better version of Lucky Number 13 [link to the fic] and the second snippet is from my dark fic series, which is called Threatening Darkness [link to the full series], and the fic is titled Distorted Reflections [link to the fic]

I hope you guys enjoy and feel free to bother me about these fics, might help me write more and get more done ^u^ No warnings really apply to these snippets, except that there are mentions of injuries and a potential concussion in Distorted Reflections.

Lucky Number 13 Chapter 8 - [Untitled] Shadow suddenly woke up to his body leaving the ground, flailing around for a moment as his eyes opened to see daylight and a smug-looking hero holding him with an arm under his legs and another at his back. He glared, though that only made the smug smile wider. “Rise an’ shine.” “Fuck you.” “Think ‘m good, but thanks fer the offer.” Shadow wiggled out of Twilight’s arms, falling to the ground on his face. Twilight laughed as he adjusted his gear and turned back to the graveyard they had spent the night inside. Shadow picked himself up off the ground, grumbling as he stood and brushed off the dirt from his tunic. “So what’s the plan, wolf-man?” Twilight rolled his eyes. “While it’s still daylight, we sh’ prolly leave this place an’ try ta find a village or one of tha others.” “Kay, lead the way, Wolfie.” Twilight sighed, then touched the shadow crystal to, transforming into a cloud of twilight particles. The now wolf hero motioned for Shadow to follow, which he gladly floated in the air behind the wolf to leave finally. The graveyard was sizeable, much bigger than Shadow had first thought. The gravestones were all weather-worn and blacked white in the sunlight, not that Shadow could make out any of the Hylian etched into them. It was much quieter now and eerie in a way, but it was a graveyard, so it made sense, Shadow supposed. As they approached the barrier of the graveyard, Shadow spotted something ahead that the low-lying wolf wouldn’t be able to see. “Hey, there might be enemies ahead.”

Threatening Darkness - Distorted Reflections Chapter 3 - Mirrored Image His arms were pinned behind him, the crushing grip of the Dark Link clone forcing him to move forwards. He struggled, trying to dislodge the clone's hold to no avail. He stumbled as he was pushed roughly forward, coming to a stop in front of a large mirror. Wind only had seconds to react as the mirror split in two and he was forced inside, his bag, sword and shield torn from him in one fell swoop. "Asshole!" He yelled as he hit the ground on his arm. He winced, standing up in time to see Four and Hyrule treated similarly, though Wind notes with a bit of pride that he managed to at least somewhat cushion their falls by standing where they would have fallen. "You alright?" He asked Hyrule, but got no answer as the false door opened again. Legend was tossed inside, and Hyrule rushed to catch the veteran's unconscious body before more harm could be done. Wind walked over to them, and could feel the anxiety rolling like waves through his body. Legend looked rough, though his face was peaceful like this it was unnatural. The bruise on his temple was large, already starting to turn an ugly purple color with a small stream of blood matting his hair. He watched Hyrule mumble, carefully lifting Legend's eyelids and checking as much as he could for a concussion. "What's the verdict?" Four asked, quietly as he had been since Termina. "I can't tell if he's going to have a concussion after this. Best case scenario is he just has a really awful headache." Hyrule explained, brow still furrowed as he spoke. "Should we try to wake him up then?" Wind asked, the two heroes looked at him as they considered what he said. “Let’s move him away from the entrance first, then we can try that,” Hyrule agreed. Four nodded, looking around the room for a moment until he froze. With a shake of his head he then stood at Hyrule’s side as he propped Legend up, preparing to move him elsewhere. Wind frowned at Four’s reaction to the room, so he took the time to look around himself and took stock of their situation. It was a fairly large room with mirrors lining three walls, with only the way they came in devoid of them. There was no furniture, not even a rug to help against the cold tile floor. It was windowless as well, which made ideas of escape fewer than Wind would like. He opened his mouth to speak again, only for a yelp to startle him out of his thoughts. He turned to the entrance in time to see Wild sprawled out on the floor, hair fanning out around him. He raised a brow, kneeling next to the downed champion and placing a hand on his shoulder. “You okay there, Wild?” There was an annoyed huff, then Wild got into a sitting position, brushing Wind’s hand off in the process. He held his loose hair back with a hand, looking especially annoyed. “They took my hair tie!” he complained, and that got some giggles from the room’s occupants. “Why would they take that?” “How should I know! Them taking my slate made sense, same with all of my weapons I had out, but then taking my cloak and hair tie? That’s excessive!” Wind laughed, falling back onto his butt as he shook with laughter. He could hear the sounds of Hyrule’s quiet chuckles and even Four’s stifled laughter. It was nice to hear after so long without it. He wiped the tears from his eyes, then stood up, helping Wild to his feet.