#That's Your Queue Mistress!

[wildelydawn]

WIKTOBER: Open for Submissions. | A KinnPorsche: the Series Fanfic.

This sixth chapter references milkfic. Please read the end notes for further information.

Summary:

Chay runs an annual fic fest for WIK, a popular singer. Kim, a lurker in his own fandom, becomes an admin.

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[wildelydawn]

Whatever Pieces Come Your Way. | A KinnPorsche: the Series Fanfic.

Turns out I can't write a normal sized last chapter. Heed the rating change and the new tags.

Happy to say my KimChayMacau fic is finally done. Thank you to everyone who supported me through this story.

Summary:

Macau starts a reluctant friendship with Porchay, and then finds a little more when he helps Kim and Porchay reunite. Chapter Seventeen: Anyone Can Bottom.

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[fluffypotatey]

Okay so you know how being a royal mistress wasn't actually a title/position (at least, not until 15th century France) and a mistress usually had an official place in court, usually as part of someone's entourage, a governess, etc., so imagine Arthur visiting another kingdom for diplomatic relations and being like, "this is Merlin, my manservant" which is perfectly normal, all kosher, until they see Merlin and Arthur being...well, Merlin and Arthur and they're collectively like, "Ohhh, that's his manservant ;) gotchu fam" and Merlin is innocently oblivious as to why everyone's being so nice to him now whilst Arthur is like "Yeah, good question" *squinty eyes*

bestie imagine them probing Arthur for the deets like "so, your manservant is always by your side? 👀" or "he reads your speeches?" and Arthur is stuck because they're asking him this during dinner and Merlin is right there standing next to him totally oblivious (not for long i feel). like his inner dialogue is literally "are...are they implying...what i think they're implying...no....yes?"

[elvira-macabre]

Elvira's Appearances 2023

Go and get your autograph and/or photo from and with Yours Cruelly!

03/17 - 03/18 - Planet Comic Con, Kansas City, Missouri

Be there or be square!

[wildelydawn]

@kprecfest Bingo Spot: Unique recoloring/color palette

SpicyVampire's KinnPorsche's edits are amazing and I love them. I think this might be my favorite one, not just because of the recoloring but also because Spicy is hilarious and this never fails to make me smile.

Choose your player wisely : Bodyguards Edition requested by anonymous [in/sp.]

KINNPORSCHE (2022)

+ Bonus : The Dead Mean Girls

[thevalicemultiverse]

Every 'c' in Pacific Ocean is pronounced differently, well, the C is a harsh mistress.

Alice: [groans] Really? [pause] Though -- crap, you're right, aren't you? Damn English language!

[angelique-stoleurdiscord]

𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚

(Lady Alcina Dimitrescu x F!Wife!Reader)

[Reader and Alcina comforting Daniela during a storm :D]

~Image credits to @/marblenxart on Twitter/X~

~Astraphobia (Fear of Thunder and Lightning)/Bit of angst/Fluff~

~Little use of Y/N, grammar may be poor, misspellings probably frequant, Reader is over 30 (roughly 36-38)~

~SFW~

~ ~

It was almost midnight and all that was heard was the soft pattering of rain on the windows of the castle, it was calming. These were one of the few nights that Bela, Cassandra and Daniela had actually gone to bed when asked, so the castle lacked the sound of cackling, giggling and screaming. The rain had been on and off for the past few hours. Heavy, then soft, heavy again, thunder, soft again. You found it quite relaxing, sitting in bed, maroon silk nightdress, long sleeves and long enough to trail behind you when you walk. You were sitting up against the back of the bed, reading quite a thick book with a cup of long forgotten tea sitting on the bedside table. Waiting for Alcina to finish working was pretty much a nightly thing now, which was a good thing, yet occasionally bad. Good, because you felt safe knowing your wife wasn't falling asleep in her study and leaving you to sleep alone, and bad, because sometimes you'd be up til past 3 waiting for her.

Either way, you were just glad when she finally joined you in bed. Currently, she was still in her study. You knew this A) because she wasn't with you, and B) because you could hear her pacing from a mile away. Eventually, some time around 1am, the footsteps got closer, and you smiled to yourself, prepared to see the doors to the chambers open, and your wife to duck into the room. Right on queue, the doors swung open, much faster then you were prepared, making you jump.

, , Dragă, I thought I told you to stop waiting for me."

The Countess spoke softly as she ducked into the room, holding onto the brim of her hat. She raised her eyebrow, frowning as she walked towards the bed. You slipped your bookmark between the pages and closed your book, placing it on the bedside table before looking up at your wife.

, , I'm sorry- I just don't like to sleep without you." You sigh, smoothing out the blankets covering your legs.

, , I'm flattered darling, but I don't like when you stay up so late, you're always so tired in the mornings. You almost fell asleep in your breakfast three days ago!" The mattress dipped down when she sat on the edge of the bed, her hand now resting on your thigh as her eyes met yours. They were full of concern but love.

You gave her a pleading look, holding yours hand together in your lap.

Silence filled the room for a moment before The Countess turned her head away with a sigh, a smile tugging at her lips.

, , You make it unbareabley hard to stay upset at you, darling."

, , I know!" You giggle before you pat your lap, with an expecting look on your face.

Something between a sigh and a chuckle escapes Alcina's lips, as she removes her hat, placing it on the corner of the bed as she leans back, her head laying on your lap. A wide smile spreads across your face as you begin to pull out the pins in your wife's soft raven hair.

Alcina closes her eyes, relaxing as you sort out her hair.

, , How was your day?" , , Painfully boring, once again." Alcina responds quietly. She was about to continue when she opened her eyes, quite suddenly. , , Oh dear-"

, , Hm?—" Suddenly, a loud bang rings through the castle, along with the bright flash of white light that was visible under the door. The sudden noise made you squeak.

, , Here she comes-" Right on queue, the chamber doors fly open, Daniela holding onto the doorway. She rushes into the room, closing the door behind her as she climbs onto the bed, immediately wrapping her arms around the vampiress.

, , My sweet girl, there's nothing to be afraid of." Alcina soothes as she wraps her arm around the girl, holding her close. Daniela burries her face into the crook of The Mistress's neck, lip trembling and all.

, , I don't want to take my chances, Mamă..." She whispered softly, cuddling closer.

You frown, reaching over and placing your hand on the girls arm, comfortingly. Alcina sits up, pulling Daniela to lay next to you on the bed. In response to this, Daniela grabs ahold of her mothers arm.

, , I have to go get changed, bug, I'll be back in a few minutes."

Alcina places a kiss on her daughters forehead, slipping out of Daniela's grasp and walking away. Daniela whines, but turns over, immediately latching onto your waist. She curls into you, while you run your fingers through her hair.

, , When will the storm be over..." She mumbles into your side, holding tighter when a quiet rumble is heard outside.

, , Soon, sweetheart. Soon." You brush a strand of hair away from her face, as you speak. Moving forward, you lay back on your pillow while you wrap your arm around Daniela.

By the time Alcina returned, Daniela had fallen asleep latched onto you. Alcina had wiped her face of her makeup, and had gotten changed into an identical nightdress as to what you were wearing. Instead it was a deep crimson, and was only held by straps and a deep V neckline. Thankfully, the bed was big enough for at least 5 people, so the three of you had no problem snuggling up to one another.

, , Goodnight my little bug. Sleep well." Alcina leaned down, kissing Daniela's cheek and forehead, receiving a content huff in return. She slipped into the bed, wrapping her arms around the both of you. She leaned over Daniela, kissing you softly goodnight before settling down into the blankets.

Soon enough, you fell asleep, Alcina not too far behind.

Yippee :D

It isn't much, but hey at least it's something

Lmk if you'd like some more, and if you have any requests, go off, I'm open to pretty much anything that isn't heavy smut :D (That'll probably change in the future)

Goodnight my loves <3

[wildelydawn]

@kprecfest Bingo Spot: Fanwork that's not fic or fanart.

I'll keep this quick. This is probably one of the best fan videos to come out of the KP fandom; every choice that was made to put this video together was perfect. Everyone should watch it.

For the love of peaches 🍑🍑🍑, will you visit the YouTube page and leave a comment with a timestamp of your favorite moment? 🥺 Also please consider reblogging and retweeting.

Here it is at last, the music video edit for KinnPorsche I’ve been working on with @luckydragon10!

If you want to know how many hours went into this, sorry — neither of us know. We lost track. It was a lot of time, but in the end we’re happy with what we’ve made, and we had a lot of fun making it. We hope it can bring joy to KinnPorsche fans around the world, and maybe it can even draw in new viewers (if they don’t mind the spoilers, haha). 

How many editing cuts are in this vid? 200+ 😱

Extra special thank you to @antique-forvalaka for graphics assistance! 😍

[wildelydawn]

A Hunger (Twisting my Stomach into Knots) | a KinnPorsche: the Series Fanfic.

Loosely inspired by several Tumblr posts/GIF sets (particularly this one) that are pro-Pete's Soft Tummy. This was my writing exercise for the day, so enjoy.

Summary:

Vegas has always seen Pete, even when others haven't. Even when all he could look at was Pete's body, wondering how it would feel. (Or: Five times Vegas notices Pete's soft tummy, and one time he gets to rest on it.)

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[professional-yearner]

Can't help falling in love with you 🤍 pt.2

Yandere! Cheater! Clone officer x reader

Series TW!: cheating, mistresses, grief, murder, Evil-ish, being trapped, toxic relationships, forced relationship, obsessive love, obsession, general insanity, manipulation, disloyalty, crybaby Mc, sensitive and a bit whimpy Mc

The waiting was agonizing.

You passed the time washing dishes at the sink, trying not to strain your ears for any sign of the door opening, for his boots scraping against the mat outside.

It couldn't be too far off by now, only a few minutes at most until he got home.

As if on queue, you heard boots coming up the complex stairs, which creaked under his weight.

The key turned in the lock and it felt like someone had drenched you in ice water and shoved you out into the hoth tundra. How were you going to do this?

You hadn't even been married a whole three years, but he had become one of the only people you talked to or saw regularly, you had almost forgotten how to move through the world without him.

Almost.

You'd had to relearn in the past few months with the distance he had put between the two of you. Been set adrift and panicked by someone who you loved, someone who was supposed to love you.

You shook your head, resolve finally breaking as you shook, letting out soft cries.

You didn't dare to look back at him, already picturing his vaguely surprised look at your obvious show of how you had felt all this time, but not sure you could take a confirmation of it.

"I can't do it." You whimpered, gripping the counter.

"Do what?" He asked simply, tone the gentlest you had heard it in a while, but wary.

"This, Steel, this is- bad! This hurts. We need to end this, now."

You turned to him, watching with exhausted resignation as his expression turned from confusion to shock.

"What?" He asked in a small voice, eyes now glued to you like they hadn't been in almost a year as you held yourself, leaning against the sink as you cried.

"I don't know why I've been holding onto this so hard when it's clear it's just… gone. I guess I just-"

You sobbed, losing any hold you had on your emotions.

"I just wanted you to keep loving me, because I love you so much, Steel! But I know I have to let you go now, I need to let you be happy, let us both be happy."

"Wait- Cyare, honey, what are you saying?" He took a step towards you, making you look directly at him, trying not to bawl as you choked out the words you had been preparing to say.

"We need a divorce, Steel. It's obvious you're not happy, I feel abandoned and alone- this marriage is hurting us- both of us."

He closed the distance between the two of you quickly, expression now panicked, much to your surprise. Nonetheless, you shied away when he reached out to touch your shoulder, "Hey, hey, hey, baby- who said I wasn't happy? You're being-"

"Please, Steel, I saw the messages."

You watched the color drain from his face.

"Sweetheart-"

You glared, ducking away from him and heading for the bedroom, "Don't call me that! Please! I'm trying to let you out! Please, stop talking to me like I'm stupid!"

He followed, "No- what are you-"

He stood in the doorway as you pulled you suitcase out of the closet, cursing yourself for bot packing earlier. Putting it on the bed, you slowly began to make your way through the dresser that you shared, placing some clothes in the main compartment.

"I'll stay with Effie while we get things sorted. The apartment was yours to begin with, so I'll- I don't know- I'll figure it out."

You gathered your stuffed animals from the shelves in a daze, dumping them gently in your laundry bag.

"I'll come back for the rest of my things as soon as I find a place, unless you want them out sooner, just- please don't throw anything away."

You could see his hands beginning to shake as you looked back to him for confirmation.

"What?" His voice was light, still seeming in complete disbelief.

You sighed, squeezing your eyes shut tight as you zipped the suitcase, struggling to get it off the bed.

"I want you to be happy, Steel, because I really do love you, and as much as I hate it, that can't be with me."

Not able to stand looking at him anymore, you pushed past him with your luggage, trying quiet your crying as you closed the door to the apartment.

Hailing a cab, you couldn't bare the sight of the complex enough to take a look back for fear of your resolve breaking.

-

You stared at the ring that sat on the nightstand, still hiccuping from your latest crying session since arriving at Effie's.

He had saved up his credits from various betting pools at the 79's to buy it, you had found out from his brothers. Of course, the shimmering diamonds that adorned it were fakes, but it was still a gorgeous ring, plus, you hadn't loved it for it's beauty.

You'd loved it because he had placed it on your finger that night in the backrooms of the 79's.

That thought process sent you into another round of sobbing, burying your face in the pillow beneath you so you didn't disrupt your friend in the other room.

You had even crying almost constantly since arriving at your friend's place. Luckily for the both of you, she worked a cushy advertising job, so there were no roommates to stare as you had collapsed into her, wailing and exhausted.

She'd had to escort you to her guest room just so she could cook dinner after a while, which you felt even more terrible about.

Since then, you had been going between crying and sleeping, barely able to keep track of which you were doing at the moment.

Despite your efforts to keep quiet, the door opened anyways, revealing the worried and lovely face of your friend, Effie.

"Hey, honey." She said, pushing the door open more with her hip. You saw now that she had a tray with her. A steaming microwave meal and glass of blue milk lay next to eachother, looking the most unappetizing you had ever seen something edible look.

You must've been making a face, because her frown only deepened.

"Come on, babe, you need to eat." She urged, placing the tray on the side table and sitting by your feet.

You nodded, guilt twisting along with the grief in your gut, "I'm sorry, I'm trying, it's just-"

You sniffed, embarrassed that you were crying again, 

"Hard."

She nodded sympathetically, squeezing your ankle over the covers.

"I know, I'll get you more of that anti-nausea stuff soon, you said that helps a little?"

You nodded again, giving her a weak, but genuine, smile, 

"Thank you, babe."

Fiddling with your hands, you mumbled, "I know you don't have to be doing this, so thank you, again."

She smiled slightly at that, bumping her shoulder with yours playfully, "Maybe not, but remember how you took care of me when I finally broke up with Hertz? How could I not do the same for my best girl?"

You snorted, a bit of humor slipping it's way into your tone, "I still don't know how you were so hung up on someone who looked like that!"

"He was very sweet when he wanted to be!" The Rodian pushed you softly in mock offense, laughing.

"He drooled!" You exclaimed, making her laugh harder.

Slowly, her laughter faded until she was just smiling softly at you.

"You know I love you." She took your hand, squeezing it, "Please just let me know if you need anything, you're not a burden."

At this, your eyes welled with new tears. It was impressive how the woman almost always knew what you needed to hear.

"Thank you, Effie." You sniffed, squeezing her hand in return and allowing her to pull you into a hug.

As you held eachother you felt that, if you had people like her in your life, maybe, maybe, you would make it through this.

[jetii]

Jetii's 500 Follower Celebration

Hello there! I'm so grateful for all the love I've received since joining the TCW/TBB fandom a few months ago, and to celebrate my follower milestone, I'm temporarily reopening my requests. 💙

I tend to write a lot, and I put a lot of time into everything I post, so the window to submit an ask will be relatively brief to give me enough space to work.

Request List | Masterlist

The Rules:

Pick a number from this NSFW list or create your own prompt (SFW or NSFW)

Pick any clone from TCW or TBB (even if I haven’t written them before)

Mind my request guidelines and please let me know if your request is NSFW or SFW

Submit your request to my inbox between September 16 – September 26

Reblog the request when you see it's posted! Reblogging a post is the best way to support creators and ensure that they keep creating, even if it's just a blind reblog.

Multiple requests are allowed, requests with multiple prompts are allowed. Feel free to add as much or as little detail as you want in addition to the prompt. Also open to writing sequels to any of my existing works if you’re into that sort of thing!

Since this is a follower celebration, you should be following me and have interacted with at least one of my works in the past. I will check. I'm allowing anon requests for now, but it is easier for me if I can DM you about it if I have questions.

No guarantees on how long it’ll actually take me to fulfill your request or if I’ll be able to fulfill it at all. Sometimes it takes days and sometimes months, inspiration is a cruel and fickle mistress. I reserve the right to delete your request if I’m not vibing with it or it doesn’t follow my guidelines.

All fics will be added to a separate masterlist, and I’ll be posting a request queue soon so there’s some visibility. Happy requesting! 🤞

[justabratsworld]

Yo uh Its my first time asking or requesting (idk why I'm so nervous help☠️)

uh..can I request er

CAN YOU PLEASE DO MORE OF YANDERE KING X READER PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU (please) 🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

🥹🫶🏼 absolutely bby

King Tobias wasn’t always this crazy. One would argue he was the best king this kingdom has had in a long time. He was level headed, made logical decisions, cared for his people and most importantly he valued people’s lives. He wasn’t one of those kings who went to war for the fame and power. He didn’t send people to the guillotine for small petty crimes. Instead he rehabilitated them. He always made sure to give back to his people.

Then…you came along.

Something about you made his brain feel fuzzy. At first he didn’t understand why he constantly thought about you. He was confused, he had a beautiful woman beside him as his queen and here he is thinking about you. Sure, he and his wife had no love between them but he still cared deeply for her.

The day he when he first spilled innocent blood will go down in history as the day the king lost his mind. It was a beautiful day, the birds were singing and the flowers were at their peak bloom. The people of the small village were getting ready for the moonlight festival. As night began to fall, the kings knights arrived with torches. One of them managed to find you, hiding in your pitiful home.

As the knight held you in a kneeling position the king asks you one more time. “Oh my dear, my beloved, come with me. Be mine.” Disgust shows on your face as you boldly look away and mutter you would rather die than to be with him.

With a disappointed smile the king gives the knights a queue and they start burning down the small village. As you look around and see all the people running in terror your heart stops when you see your mom and dad being dragged and executed. Before you could get a word out, everything went dark.

The next time he killed, he did it himself. It was when you first came back home. You were still adjusting to your new and better life, not knowing that the walls have eyes and ears. You thought the king wouldn’t find out about your love affair with a kitchen boy. Nights being spent tangled together, early mornings whispering forever i love yous.

Tobias remembers the look on your face, with tears and snot running down as you beg him to spare your lovers life. To have mercy. As he bent down, wiped the tears from your eyes, he whispered “My beloved, this is all your fault.” With that, he took the mans life without a single thought in his mind.

Now, Tobias is a man who believes in being fair so once he took away your lover, he got rid of his own. All the concubines were sent to the dungeons (if they behaved they became servants) . If one of them ever made a remark that was negative about you, they were hanged. If any woman tried to seduce him to become his mistress got sent to the dungeons to be punished for attempted of adultery (ironic).

As for the Queen, she knew what her fate was going to be. She hoped by turning a blind eye to her husband actions would favor her but in the end, she knew she should’ve left when she had the chance. The king was gentle with her, made sure she didn’t suffer. She simply went to sleep, and never woke up.

Now, look at you, all dressed up as the new queen. Sitting in your dear husband’s lap as you watch your 4 children play. Your 3 boys and your precious daughter playing tag, living their life at ease. With no fear of their father, not knowing the monster he can be.

[wildelydawn]

@kprecfest Bingo Spot: Features something you wish were canon.

Of course I wish KimChay was canon but mafia princes KimChay is galaxy brain thinking on Mayy's part. And to then deck them out in expensive clothes and jewelry, to have them rule together? I would sell my left leg. Also, peep Chay wearing Kim's safety pin necklace; thank you for creating something so detailed and beautiful Mayy!

mafia princes..

[cultherent]

An Accidental Email [Ch.2]

𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

Chapter 2

Tuesday:

“Good morning, Y/N. You seem pretty happy today. What’s going on with you?”

“I just feel like today is going to be a good day, Shoto.” You beamed, your smile lingering. You went back to typing away on your laptop, answering the emails you didn’t answer the night before. You only looked up again when you saw Bakugo entering. You watched as he put his bag down on the floor and then sat down roughly beside you. You giggled as you turned to face him. 

“What’s so funny?”

“Your face,” you antagonized, trying to get a reaction. His eyebrows furrowed like always and he ignored you. You giggled some more and went back to work.

After a bit of time, you found yourself recording again with Bakugo; only you and him in the room. “So, Cocksuki,” you began as you looked up behind the camera that faced the scene you had to re-record. He grumbled at that nickname, but still gazed into your eyes. “I have a proposition. How about you start being nice to me.”

The man chuckled, “Never, dipshit.”

“Really? Never?” You walked over to him, not in a manner of urgency. You stood inches away from him so that he could feel your breath on him. He didn’t back away from you, but he stared at you in confusion. “I think you’ll have to be,” your hand placing itself softly on his bicep. The sudden touch caused him to clench. 

“Listen up Bakugo, I have something on you. You see this?” You raised your phone up, the video playing on high volume. That man’s cheeks reddened as he reached for your phone immediately, his moans filling the once-quiet room. Moving it away, you paused it and turned your phone off. “You accidentally sent this to me last night.” You giggled to yourself, Bakugo’s gaze never leaving yours. “You have to be nicer to me, got it? I’m tired of dealing with your rude ass.”

Bakugo’s hands rubbed his head, he was internally beating himself up for having sent that by accident. “Shit,” he mumbled.

“I won’t release this video of you being a subby whore, if you just are a little nicer to me,” you smiled.

With a sigh, Bakugo nodded his head. Your smile remained as you walked back to the camera. Waiting for the queue to start recording, you watched as Bakugo’s silent form moved to fix the soda that was too far in the original clip.

“So,” you began, making the room less silent. “What got you into being a sub?” Coughing, Katsuki didn’t look up, he continued to perfect the scene. 

“If I don’t answer, will you release the video?” 

You sighed, “No. I’m just curious. When I got the video, I was surprised you were into that stuff. Like THE Katsuki into having a dildo in his ass begging for his mistress to ‘put it in deeper’,” you started to laugh. Bakugo walked over to you, his stature staggering over yours.

“Enough,” he demanded; but you only stepped closer to him, your bodies touching, your chest puffed higher than his. “Or what? I don’t think you have any authority here.” His head twitched faintly, he knew that you had all the power over him. He sighed and stepped back, you smirked.

With your arms folded under your breast, you felt powerful. “Now, let's continue filming.” The room went quiet as he walked back into place. “Say, ‘yes Y/N’,” you demanded. 

“Yes, Y/N,” he reluctantly let out.

. . .

You were home, laughing to yourself about the day you had with Bakugo. No bickering, no arguing. It was extremely peaceful. Deep down inside, you were having an extremely fun time. 

That being said… You had a kinky side to you, a dominant side that you never told your friends about, except one. 

*KNOCK*KNOCK*

“Yay, Mina’s here,” you cheered as you ran to the door. Opening it, you were engulfed in a hug.

“Y/N, oh how I’ve missed you! How are you?” You closed the door behind your dearest friend and walked over to your kitchen island. 

“I’m doing really well actually.”

Mina raised an eyebrow, “I haven’t seen you like this in a while. Catch me up!”

Giggling to yourself, “Y’know that work guy I’m always fuming about?”

“Yeah, shithead.”

“I found out something about him…”

“Like what?”

“He’s a sub.”

Mina’s eyes widened, “How do y’know that?”

“He accidentally sent me an email with a video of him getting domed.” Your friend’s jaw fell, her head leaning forward. 

“No, fucking, way.” You nodded to her disbelief. “What are you doing about it?”

“Blackmailing him to be nice to me,” you chuckled nervously.

“Bruh, no way,” she started to laugh. “Is that all you're gonna do? Leaving it to that?” You raised an eyebrow. “Oh, come on. Don’t play dumb. I know how sadistic you are. This is just fuel to the fire. You have to be planning something...”

“Come on, Mina. Give me some credit here. He’s such an asshole when we’re at work. I’m just leaving it to that. He’s a colleague and that’s all.”

“So we’re just not going to talk about the drunken sexts you’ve both sent each other before. Drunk words are sober thoughts, y’know.” You probably shouldn't have admitted that to her.

“That was a ONE TIME thing, I told you this.”

“Sure, sure,” she reassured sarcastically. 

. . .

Mina had left. She was the only person closest to you that knew about your dominant side. She’d experienced it firsthand when you attended your first sex party a few years ago. You guys grew close and had a lot of playtime with other people together. Walking into your room, she sent you an invitation to an event that was going on over the weekend. 

Closing your phone and making your way to your bedroom, you could only think about what she said. She knew you too well, you wanted more. You couldn’t just see Bakugo like that and not experience it. You always found the blond attractive, especially the first day meeting him at your shared job. The attitude was just the thing that pushed you away from that. There were moments, however, you wanted to dom him so hard that his attitude was knocked right out of him. You kept that to yourself though. Sighing to yourself, you left these unresolved plans to be dealt with another day. 

. . .

Wednesday:

“Hey Y/N, what’s been up with you and Katsuki?” Todorki asked as he sipped his coffee beside you during lunch.

“What do you mean?”

“You guys have been so cordial to each other. It’s odd.”

“I don’t know, maybe he’s been waking up on the right side of the bed the past few days.”

The split-haired man nodded, taking a bite of his sandwich, “Y’know I’m always here to look out for you.” 

“Thank you, Shoto. But, you don’t have to worry.” Todoroki was always sweet to you, he was a kind soul. He was always silent and you wondered if he was introverted when you first met him, but he was just reserved. “Were you able to review our video?”

“Yeah. I left some comments on it and a few ways to revise it, but overall. You both did well like you always do.” You grinned as you took a bite out of your brunch. 

After finishing up, you walked over to Katsuki who was eating at his desk. “Katsuki, I need to speak to you privately about the video,” you emitted as you stood over his desk.

“Don’t you see I’m eating bird bra-” you flicked the side of his head. “Ouch!” He rubbed the skin where you flicked him. 

You looked around to see if there was anyone in the office. There was no one nearby, so you lowered yourself to his ear, “Did you forget the rules to this?”

He furrowed his brows, “We haven’t established proper rules actually.”

Your head curved to link your eyes, “You already know you have to be nice to me.”

“What if that was me being nice?”

Tired of his bratty attitude, you check one more time, still no one around, so you grabbed him by the ear and dragged him into the empty studio you were previously recording in. Once the door was locked, you sat him on the floor. “Y/N, what the fuck!?”

“I’ll teach you the rules right now,” you placed your finger underneath his chin, moving his head up to look at you. “You have to be nice to me. No cursing, no calling me names. I’m Y/N to you.” His nose scrunched as he looked away from you. You turned his head, forcing eye contact.

“Y’know what…” Bakugo looked at you, wondering what you were going to say next. “If you misbehave, I’ll punish you.” 

For a moment, Bakugo felt the tip of his dick twitch. The sound of you punishing him only brought him excitement, but he wouldn't show it. Yes, he was being blackmailed at the very moment, but he knew you. You both have been working in the same company for a few years. Even though you both presumably hate each other, there was trust to be had. It’s not like he was being blackmailed by a stranger, it was you, a frenemy.

Losing himself to his thoughts: he imagined himself rubbing his cheek along your shin, looking up at you with his pouting gaze. That thought left his mind when you snapped your finger in his face. 

“Yes Y/N. I’m sorry,” he blurted. 

You flushed internally at what he said, but you only then walked out of the room. 

. . .

The day soon came to an end, so you went home. As you lay in your bed, you thought about what you said. You hadn’t planned it at all, but the whole punishing thing was something you truly wanted to explore. As you drifted off to sleep, you hoped that tomorrow he’d give you something to punish him for. 

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Modern Era At Last: Spider Queen Special

My original idea for this AU starts with "Filling up the Celestial Realm", so we'll just say that S1 works more or less the same unless otherwise specified, and let the real diverging point start at the Spider Queen Special.

-Hell no, the trigram furnace isn't kept in the throne room, it is where it is in Tusita Heaven, Lao Tzu's place. And the place is quite empty and quiet when they aren't refining elixirs and the flames have been extinguished.

-Which means MK and Pigsy/Tang wouldn't be going to two different buildings, just two wings of the same building.

-It's also Lunar New Year, during which all the Kitchen Gods went back to submit their reports to the Celestial Host, so most of the officials and guards are gathered around the administrative halls.

-To celestials, it's more of a daily meeting, though. A.k.a. "Those last few hours where you are stuck in the office, desperately wishing you are somewhere else."

-Red Son has access to the place because PIF, as the former Grand Mistress of the Wind Bureau, keeps a backdoor key. The spider minions sneaked in by turning themselves tiny and latching onto the jet's wing before the formation activated.

-The gang landed in the Wind Bureau sky-harbor, right next to Lao Tzu's place, and immediately ran into Lady Hanzhi, known to Red Son as "Auntie Wind"——which, coincidentally, was not too far off from her most well-known title nowadays, Feng Po. 

"Please, that name makes me sound so old! Why not Sister Wind?"

-She acted like she always does: your overly helpful, enthusiastic, pushy aunt who seems to delight in embarrassing the youngsters, and immediately jumped to conclusions, asking Red Son if he was taking his cute dragon girlfriend on a date.

-Upon being met with an unambiguous "NO!" and some desperate attempts at backtracking ("We are just…not hating each other at the moment!") she chuckled, but was perceptive enough to understand they were in a bind, and immediately agreed to help out before Red Son even got the full story out.

-Naturally, that left Mei a little suspicious. "Uh, we are like, stealing your stuff? Ya' really don't have a problem with that?” 

-Hanzhi just laughed and was like, "You think I care about my job? Or want to be here? Even though Little Red's mother left me quite the mess to sort out, I'll take an old friend's kid over The Reasons We Are Here at any time of the year!"

-Which, to her surprise, failed to be assuring when she opened her Wind Sack and told Red Son and Mei to get inside.

"Okay, not to be mean or anything, but that's just…sus." "As suspicious as a bunch of mortals sneaking around in funny modern day robes? My, whenever I thought your fashion standards could not get any worse than these awful queues and melon hats…but ah, I'm rambling." "The point is, your friends are going into Tusita Heaven while the furnace is unlit. No one will be there, except for the new furnace-fanning boy and…That Lady." Hanzhi wrinkled her nose. "Ugh, the old witch with a broom. Pretty easy to fool, but remember, stay at least five Chi away from her, or your entire mission is a bust." "You two, however, are going into the Peach Garden. With actual guards and visitors, and one of my junior brothers as its new warden. You are not getting in, or out, without someone leading the way."

-Kui Mulang is still working as a furnace-fanning boy——he could have been done with it long ago, had he not intentionally fucked up during the Three Rhino Kings fight out of spite and got his sentence prolonged. When the place is not in use, he's put in a cangue and chained to a pillar in the storage room.

-When Pigsy and Tang entered the lab sector in search of the golden pill, he took the latter hostage through a combination of deception and the space-warping magic of stellar gods. 

"Now, hog, pick that vial of liquid off the shelf, and pour it on these chains," The Wood Wolf Star exposed his teeth in a feral grin, as he poked at Tang's back with the ethereal dagger,"very, very carefully. If you spill a single drop on me, my hand may just slip."

-Jiang Ziya's dead and deified ex-wife, Ma The Broom Star, makes an appearance as the cleaning lady on duty.

-She can passively curse people AND immortals with bad luck: not kill-your-entire-family, ruin-your-life level of bad luck like what the Taisui Star or the Dipper Mansion deities are capable of, but things like making people slip and fall on their butts, sneeze/burp at the most embarrassing time, arrive late to urgent meetings, etc.

(Also, firing comets out of her broomstick like a true witch.)

-MK, affected by her Aura of Inconveniences, fell right into the (unlit!) furnace while trying to sneak past her using the building's support beams. She heard the scream, but thought he was one of those bratty immortal acolytes and responded to his cries for help like the bitter old lady she was. 

"Serve you right for horsin' around, boy! Now sit in there and think about what you've done, till I'm done cleaning this place! Goodness gracious, I'm never so glad to have a daughter, not that my good-for-nothing ex-husband didn't try turning her against me, yeah, some Grand Master of Strategists you are, Jiang Ziya…"

-MK then committed the grave error of asking "Huh? Jiang Ziya? Who?" and was subjected to a long, incensed, caustic rant, most of which he tuned out for the sake of his own sanity.

-Meanwhile, at the Peach Garden: Hanzhi walked in without much of a problem, using the excuse that she is bringing her junior some tea right after getting dismissed from the meeting. Said junior is one of the 28 Lunar Mansions: Bi Yuewu of the White Tiger Mansion, a.k.a the Moon Crow Star.

-In ancient Chinese astrology, the Bi Star was seen as having power over rain, and the section of the sky it was in charge of housed the Tianyuan constellation, or "Heavenly Orchard". His Stellar Beast form, a one-legged crow, is based on Shang Yang: a mythical bird that would dance before every huge storm like a goofy weather forecast guy.

-He excels at controlling cloud formations, to the point he got "borrowed" by the Wind and Thunder Bureau more than some of the Water-aligned stars after deification. That did not translate to battle prowess, though, and he mostly relies on his formations to misdirect, trap and stall enemies for the rest of his team to handle.

-After Kui Mulang's sentencing, Star Lord Mao had taken over as the substitute leader of the White Tiger Mansion stars. As a fellow bird star and the anxious secretary to Zi Huohou's shy intern, Bi looked up to him, a lot. 

-Today happened to be his shift——one of the 28 Lunar Mansions is exempt from the daily meetings, to watch over their sector of the sky. Like most celestials, he was used to Hanzhi just walking around, finding people to chat the moment she was off-work, and wasn't surprised when she came out of the treasure storage room without her Wind Sack.

"Little Red, you've actually been here before, I trust you know where the kitchen is? Go there, grab a peach, get out, and please please please don't try to go into the garden proper if you can't find one. Just return to this room and wait, Auntie Hanzhi will handle it." As the shrill screech of a defensive formation triggering echoed through the pavilion, and Bi leaped out of his chair, Hanzhi could not help but sigh and thought, Of course these kids tried to go into the garden, why wouldn't they.

-Except they didn't try to go into the garden. It was the spiders, and a tiny immortal girl with an embroidered ball.

-Yep, it's Li Zhenying, Nezha's little sister, only mentioned once in JTTW! Here, she's a bit older and the holder of one of Nezha's magical weapons, the embroidered ball.

-In Zaju plays, this ball contains a shit ton of demons and evil spirits, subdued by Nezha and now working under his command, but that's not safe for kids so it just has a mouse inside now.

-Specifically, Lady Diyong, who's serving her prison sentence in there after her second capture and acts as Zhenying's unwitting hamster-slash-playmate. 

-The way the ball works: it can keep beings captive and enable the holder to use their powers, like a magical Pokeball. Once something is inside, it can only be released by the one who initially captures it.

-So Li Zhenying used Diyong's power to get under and past the defensive formation undetected, because…she's bored and wanted to practice some Cuju, and just happened to run into two very lost and frustrated spider demons.

-They decided to stalk Red Son and Mei together, in their mini-spider forms——it was the former who had the backdoor key, after all, and without that, they wouldn't be able to get back to the mortal realm safely after snatching up the three items.

-So they crawled into the Peach Garden and lay in wait. And waited. And waited. And no one came. Then, when they tried to leave, they couldn't, and kept circling back to the same place until a 12 year old popped out of the ground and yelled "Stop right there, bug people!"

-They laughed. They stopped laughing when one of them got sucked into the embroidered ball like a Pokemon. The sight of a huge, muscular spider guy desperately running away from a little girl was still pretty comedic, though.

-He didn't last for long. Diyong started screeching inside the ball because ewwwww, spider people, gross! She's not into that and she doesn't want them as her future neighbors! Get them out of here, at once! 

-Zhenying found her terror quite amusing, but ended up doing so because all the screaming was getting annoying. And that was what Hanzhi and Bi saw when they charged into the depth of the formation: Li Jing's youngest kid, swinging her toy around in a circle and sending two black dots flying into the sky.

-Hanzhi let out a silent Oh no at the sight. Bi let out a loud "You WHAT?!" as Li Zhenying explained her encounter with the spider people, and commented that pest control must be quite hard if all the bugs in here could grow into people. 

-Bi proceeded to have a nervous breakdown because I let a spider demon infestation happen right under my nose and trapped Devaraja Li's daughter inside my formations, oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm so dead.

-He was too busy curling up in a ball and rocking back and forth to notice Hanzhi slipping away, an immortal peach hidden in her sleeves, to retrieve Red Son and Mei. Back at Tusita Heaven, however, the rest of the gang weren't having a good time. 

-Ma had finished rambling about Jiang Ziya's great-great-however-many-times-great-grandson, the "Biggest Shame of Qi", and was about to narrate the start of their lineage's miserable downfall with a spiteful glee in her voice.

-MK asked her why she was so angry, which just made her more angry.

"Why am I so angry? Oh, I have no idea! Maybe it is because my bastard ex-husband wrote my name onto his oh-so-mystical-scroll and made sure I can't even DIE PROPERLY, boy! I raised his daughter after he divorced me and ran off to fight a war with his sorcerer friends, and this is how he repaid me——" "No, I mean, why are you so angry at people you've never met before? They are your kids and grandkids too, right?" "Exactly! I never got to meet them, and that's why they are a bunch of pathetic, dull-headed degenerates who got played like a fiddle by their own noble clans!" MK severely doubted that. "I never got to set them on the right path, grab them by 'em ears and scold them properly, match them up with good wives that weren't their own half-sister——for heaven's sake, that Duke Xiang, what was he even thinking?!" She paused. When she started speaking again, the indignance had drained away. "I never got to see any of them with me own two eyes, or speak to them, because I wasn't in their ancestral temple. I never got to meet any of them, and now they have been dead for thousands of years, and I…I couldn't even blame all of that on Jiang Ziya."

-For the first time since MK met her, the old woman fell silent. He was about to return to his own crisis of self-confidence when the entire furnace shook and violently toppled over, spilling him out onto the floor with a yelp.

"Go." She said, the tip of her broom still smoking, without sparing a single backward glance. "Scram back to your quarters, boy, before more of the Broom Star's bad luck rubbed off on you——"

-Then the lab's other wing exploded.

-Let's rewind back to the moment before this, when Kui Mulang was holding Tang hostage and threatening Pigsy into destroying his chains with a vial of corrosive chemicals. 

-With no other choice, he complied, and the moment the last chain came apart with a sizzle, Kui Mulang shattered the cangue via his Stellar Beast transformation——but not before trying to stick the dagger into Tang anyways and failing, due to his golden barrier triggering in a panic.

-Turns out, it was these magical chains that truly shackled him and his powers, and the cangue was just additional humiliation. 

"Ah, a thousand thanks to you," the beast's eyes narrowed into a slit, as it turned towards Tang, who was desperately trying to scramble away inside the golden bubble, "Golden Cicada. Now that you are a Bodhisattva, I bet your Body of Manifestation would taste even more divine."

-What ensued was a pure horror movie chase sequence, as the pair ran for their lives, toppling over shelves, throwing anything they could get their hands on at the Stellar Beast in the hope of slowing it down.

-The explosive reaction between two reagents did end up accomplishing that. Not hurting it permanently, but the big bang managed to draw Ma and MK's attention and stopped the former from asking too many questions.

-Turns out, being one of the 28 Lunar Mansions didn't actually protect you from the Broom Star's field of mundane bad luck.

-It wasn't enough to defeat Kui Mulang, and her comet attacks were doing no lasting damage, but he kept missing his targets by a tiny margin, or tripping and falling like a Looney Tunes character, or MK's staff just happened to knock a chunk of the ceiling loose and pin him down briefly…

-The problem was, her bad luck field worked on her allies too, and there were a lot of mutual misses and wacky fails, and the consequences were worse for MK than for their opponent.

-Red Son and Mei were on their way back with Hanzhi when they saw the commotion from afar; they basically dashed right into that one Community meme. 

-Hanzhi assessed the situation briefly, told them she'd deal with Kui Mulang, while they went and grabbed their mortal friends, as well as whatever they needed from the lab, fast. Then she stepped back and unleashed the full might of the Wind Sack.

-The giant AOE attack caught all three combatants, lifted them off the ground, and firmly slammed them into the nearest standing wall, allowing Red Son to grab a very disoriented MK and rush away in the chaos.

-The fight was still ongoing when the gang hurriedly dragged the furnace into their drone, activated Red Son's backdoor key, and blasted off into the mortal realm. It didn't last much longer after the Thunder Bureau reinforcements arrived, led by Heavenly Lord of the Nine Thunders, Wen Zhong.

-Wen Zhong was a loyal man of principle in life, even more so after his deification, when he was basically made the head of the Celestial Justice Department (Thunder Bureau isn't just in charge of weather, but also divine retribution and punishment.)

-He's what a lot of people think Erlang should act like: grim, serious, utterly dedicated to maintaining order and justice, and an absolute powerhouse (he also has a third eye, btw).

-Hanzhi knew she wouldn't be getting any leniency from her senior brother this time, so she didn't even try to argue when he ordered his Thunder Generals to detain everyone involved and take them away for questioning.

-Bi Yuewu was interrupted from his mental breakdown by Star Lord Mao, who, like the majority of officials, had just been released from their end-of-day meeting when the Thunder Bureau received an emergency message from Tusita Heaven and flew off in a hurry.

-Putting two and two together, he quickly guessed that their old squad leader had broken free, and went to gather the rest of the White Tiger Mansion stars for their own emergency meeting. Bi was the first person he seeked out, and the situation…didn't look all that great.

-But Rooster Man, being the good bro he was, listened patiently to Bi's story, and told him it wouldn't be a problem. He'd take Li Zhenying home to her brothers, let them come up with a cover story, while the spider problem���well, that was what his Stellar Beast form was for, wasn't it?

-A few miles below, two tiny spiders, still falling towards the mortal realm, suddenly heard a rooster's crowing and were struck by the worst headache they ever experienced.