#and I’m not sure I’ll even gift it tbh

[magic-mayhem-mischief]

At the point where I can either follow the pattern and add the border, or add an extra set of pumpkins for length.

[neuvistar]

AN ANGEL’S GIFT.

— featuring ┊sunday x fem!reader

— warnings / content warnings ┊all consensual! not proofread, cunnilingus, he plays w ur tits lol (t!tplay), established relationship, use of nicknames, mentions of breeding wooopeee (not rlly tbh its jus him yapping abt angel babies) a lil rushed but it’s okay! pt 2 will be out when i’m not lazy :3 | 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

— a/n ┊this might b a bit messy sincd it’s VERY late n i’m half asleep but i’ll correct things tmr! sunday has been on my mind 24/7 all day all night all morning it’s actually insanity.. sunday <33 tbh giys this doesn’t rlly have a specific theme.. it’s jus sunday eating u out n yapping abt giving u angel babies… instead of leaving n doing boring work business LMAO (the pt 2 will have more guys trust i’m jus a tad bit lazy..)

“m—more sunday..”

the two of you spent a cherished night together in the hours before his impending departure to meet and discuss matters with the members of the IPC, catching news of them arriving to penacony a few days prior. in all honesty, you wanted this to last as long as it can.. you missed sunday’s touched, and he missed yours. as sunday caressed and kissed your body, your soft squirms and moans filled him with a pleasant sensation of affection for you. the halovian savored the moment as much as he could, cherishing every last bit of intimacy and closeness between the two of you. “you’ve always impressed me, my angel. it brings me pure joy hearing all sorts of sounds leaving your pretty lips.” soft moans that escaped your lips and the gentle caress of your fingers through his hair stirred up a pleasant sensation within him. even the sight of you wrapped up in his arms, his lips kissing your sensitive skin as your body writhes in pleasure, it made him feel the immense satisfaction and fondness between you two. even that, your presence itself brought sunday immense joy, and he made sure to relish every single moment together with you.

"please... don't stop..." your voice cracked slightly, betraying your own need. a chuckle rumbled from your husband’s throat as he leaned in closer. sunday grabbed hold of the hem of your shirt. with one powerful yank, it ripped clean off your body, revealing your lacy bra underneath. you gasped in surprise, your breasts jiggling slightly as they were exposed to his hungry gaze.. he could feel his cock throbbed even harder, practically leaping out of his pants at the sight of your firm breasts.

"so beautiful, my girl.” trailing his tongue along your collarbone, stopping just short of your neck. sunday’s hands moved downwards, roughly palming your breasts through the thin fabric of your bra.. aeons, they were soft and supple just like be remembered, heavy with anticipation. “it would be such a wonderful sight see these pretty things leak with milk don’t you think, sweetheart?” with a chuckle of desire, he ripped the bra apart as well, freeing your breasts from their restrictive confines. “think about it, my angel,” he pinched your nipples, earning another sharp gasp from you. “imagine.. your belly round and full with my heirs, your breasts heavy with their milk.”

his hot breath fanning over your sensitive nipples caught you by surprise, his talented tongue traced slow, teasing circles around your nipple, closing his lips around it as he sucked greedily. sunday’s tongue flicked and swirled around the sensitive tip, tasting your flesh.. breathing in your aroma, that same aroma that drove him to the edge. “talk to me, baby. what do you say? do you like the idea of that.. hm?” his hands roamed downward, lifting your skirt and pushing your panties aside in one swift motion, exposing your pussy to his hungry gaze.

“hng.. i mean, i’m not against the idea.. it’s just that..” you lost your composure completely when sunday went even lower down to your region, his tongue darted in and out of your folds unexpectedly. “ah.. hey! aren’t you supposed to be meeting with the IPC—“

“shush baby, work can wait.” sunday could feel your arousal building up, your body arched slightly as he continued his brutal attack on your sensitive cunt. his large hands and held your legs wide open, giving him full access to his feast as the wings that protruded from each side of his head tickled your skin. his tongue probed deeper, finding your core and teasing it with quick flicks. you were so vulnerable under him, and it turned him on even more. "i’ll make sure to take good care of you, but remember who's in charge here.. just enjoy my tongue. you should be grateful i’m here giving you attention you wanted for days rather than talking with them.”

your husband’s tongue flickered against your cunt once more, causing you to arch your back slightly. sunday was relentless in his pursuit of your pleasure, determined to make you feel good. "you’re so fucking small, angel.. it’s driving me insane." sunday’s voice was muffled by your flesh, he could feel the adrenaline coursing through your body every time his tongue explored every inch of her. "so innocent, yet so brave... fascinating." feeling your warmth envelop his face was like heaven to him, he wanted nothing more than to show you just how much he loved moments like these. the halovian reached up and grabbed your hips, guiding your movements against his face. goodness.. it was like he wanted you to suffocate him. “a place filled with life and chaos... much like your body." he licked and sucked at your folds, the rough muscle of his wetness swirling around your clit , his nostrils breathing in the scent of your arousal.

“to feel my tongue fucking and sucking this perfect little cunt.. this is truly an angel’s gift is it not, my wife?”

[multicohn]

summary: nicole piastri ships y/n with yuki and is determined to get them together.

warnings: none

pairing: fem! reader x yuki tsunoda

genre: fluff

face claim: none

author note: tbh this sucks, but yuki retired and im upset.

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y/n can clearly remember when her crush on yuki tsunoda started:

oscar had only talked about the japanese male a few times, his mother absolutely loved him. when the australian grand prix came around, oscar had ( unwillingly ) invited his own teammate along with yuki tsunoda, daniel couldn't join them since he was going to spend time with his family, but sent a gift basket to thank her for the invite.

y/n was very nervous about interacting with the two drivers since she never strayed too far from the garage or hospitality when attending the races.

she was busy chatting with hattie at the table when they arrived. oscar greeted his friends and guided them through the house, y/n making sure to keep her head down and pretend to type away as they came in.

“thought you only had three sisters?” lando asked once they were out of ear shot

oscar shrugged, “we grew up together, it’s basically the same thing”

“no, it isn’t” lando argued

“yes, it is”

“no. it isn’t”

“yes. it is”

“isn’t”

“is”

while the two mclaren drivers argued, yuki greeted oscar’s mum to brought him into a hug before ushering him out of the kitchen and refusing his help. yuki sat down at the table and smiled at y/n who had looked up to see who sat across from him.

“i’m yuki” he reached his hand out and y/n wiped her slightly sweaty hands onto her skirt / shorts / pants

“y/n”

“so, how do you know, oscar?”

“we went to primary together”

y/n thought that yuki was quite sweet for talking to her, but figured it would change the moment oscar or lando came — but, it didn’t. yuki was curious and wanted their conversation to go on forever, he liked talking with her and found himself glancing in her direction every few seconds.

nicole noticed this and couldn’t help, but let out a giggle.

since then, her mission had been clear: get y/n and yuki to date.

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it was no secret to fans that nicole piastri absolutely adored yuki and made jokes about her basically adopting him into the family since oscar is considered a leclerc now. every time y/n would accompany the piastri family to a race, nicole would drag her off to see yuki before making up some excuse to leave them alone ( despite all the staff members that were also around ). y/n knew what nicole was doing, but kept quiet.

“y/n!” she looked up from her phone to see who had called out her name and smiled at seeing yuki jogging towards her

“hi, yuki” he reciprocated her smile before stopping just a few centimetres in front

“oscar’s mum just came by, but you didn’t, so i came to find you” she felt herself grow warm at his words

“oh, sorry, must’ve been too caught up with oscar”

an uncomfortable silence fell between them as everyone else moved around the pair, completely unaware of their thoughts.

“should i walk away now?”

“should i tell her what oscar’s mum told me?”

yuki cleared his throat and it made y/n pull her eyes away from the slightly cloudy sky.

“so — oscar’s mum told me that you have a crush on me…”

y/n’s eyes widened as yuki nervously played with his hands before continuing on.

“she did what? should i run? i should probably run. how did she even know? was i that obvious or was yuki oblivious? fuck —“ her internally monologue was cut off by yuki speaking

“sorry, um, if you’re not busy after the race. do you want to eat with me?”

“oh! um, sure” yuki smiled and y/n tried to reciprocate it, but her beating heart didn’t stop

“okay. um, so, i probably have to go back now” he glanced down at his watch and y/n nodded silently already taking a few steps back

“i’ll see you later”

“bye” y/n said quietly while waving at him

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extra scene

oscar looked at his mother with a weird expression as she explained her plan to get y/n with yuki.

“what if rejects her and she comes crying to the garage?” she waved him off

“he likes her back” oscar didn’t believe her

“mum, i don’t know”

“don’t be a wet blanket, oscar” one of his sisters spoke as she walked past him and he just sighed

~

nicole gave her son a smug smile as she watched yuki and y/n from inside mclaren’s hospitality. he shook his head, not believing his mother’s faith in yuki liking y/n — he didn’t even know she liked him, but was brushed off by his mother who wasn’t surprised.

“hey, y/n” oscar called out as she made her way towards them

“hey, osc” he rolled his eyes at the nickname

“what were you and tsunoda talking about?”

“he asked me on a date?” his mother smiled widely at her words

“that’s sounds more like a question…” he trailed off making nicole glare at him, upset that he’s ruining the fantasy of her ship

“well, he asked me to eat with him after the race. it might be cause nicole told him that i liked him-“ she gave the older woman a look, but she pretended not to notice “-but, yeah” oscar just sighed, again

[vampykween]

real love

simon ghost riley x f!reader this is just porn tiny bit of plot tbh apologies for the abrupt end, but i could not for the life of me finish this all the way through ugh

You're not sure if your husband is trying to kill you; he looks devilishly handsome in the black button-up he's wearing - which he's conveniently left three buttons open on - and the woodsy notes of his cologne have you feeling inappropriately hot for the lively restaurant you two are in.

Simon’s lips are on yours as soon as you two cross the threshold. He his large palms roaming the expanse of your back until he cups your ass and squeezes the round flesh. You moan into his mouth which is hastily swallowed up when Simon sweeps his tongue into your mouth, sending a rush of heat straight to your core. Simon always kisses you like he's trying to simultaneously devour you and convey all the love he has for you.

He unexpectedly pulls away from you and shakes his head, “don’t wanna get too carried away love, I have a surprise for you. But trust, any other day and I’d rip this fuckin’ dress off and have my way with you right here. You look fuckin’ sinful.”

You blush at your husband’s words, somehow you think you’ll never get used to the way he talks about you, like you truly are the greatest gift he’s ever received. You remember that he said he had a surprise for you, but before you have time to question any further, he’s taking your hand and leading you towards your shared bedroom. He stops in front of the closed door and has on, what you perceive to be, a sheepish look on his face. What could possibly have your normally cocky and confident husband feeling insecure?  

“Baby, whatever it is, I’m sure I’ll love it. I love anything you do for me, you know that,” you try and ease Simon’s nerves if only momentarily. He nods curtly and opens the bedroom door, and you gasp, raising your hand to cover your mouth. Tears began to pool in your eyes, “Simon- I- What’s all this for?” you can believe the sight in front of you. There are a multitude of light candles spread out on the surfaces in the room, creating a romantic aura that’s coupled with the vase of your favorite flowers on your nightstand.

You turn towards him in disbelief, not that Simon being romantic was completely out of the ordinary, but you simply weren’t expecting him to do all this. He pulls you into a hug and kisses the top of your head lovingly, “Been a year since the best day of my life, I say that’s something worth going all out for.” Now it was your turn to shake your head at him, you both had agreed that you didn’t need to do anything crazy for your anniversary, just being with each other every day when that wasn’t guaranteed was a gift in and of itself. He had already taken you out to dinner at the fancy place downtown you had been wanting to eat for forever, even bought you a luxurious dress for the occasion.

“You’re too good to me Simon Riley,” you convey your sentiment with another kiss and lead him towards the bed. Simon takes him time peeling your clothes off and kisses ever bare inch of skin revealed to him.

“You’re so beautiful love, I can’t believe I get to spend my life loving you.” He trails down until he’s kneeling eye level with your pussy. You run your finger through his blonde strands, which were starting to get rather shaggy something you loved. You’ve never met a guy like Simon before, a man who was content with simply pleasing and worshipping you. You’re brought out of your reverie by hid tongue circling your clit delicately and your grip in his hair tightens. Your husband alternates between lapping at your clit and sweeping his tongue through your wet folds and prodding at your tight hole. His fingers join soon after and he’s thrusting his thick digits into you slowly but deep enough that is has you seeing stars.

“Okay, Si, I’m good. Baby I need you to fuck me,” you whine desperately. You normally can’t resist Simon, but when he’s looking angelic between your legs with warm candlelight flickering across his face; you’ve never felt so riled up in your life.

Simon groans into your slick cunt, clearly in disagreement with what you said. He pulls away swiftly, “You can be patient, my love. Let me take my time with you. I want you to cum on my face, before I fuck you with my cock, yeah.”

You concede simply because he's making you feel so good you can’t really even complain. Your husband was clearly on a mission now though, the pace of his fingers picking up and he sucks your clit into his mouth so fervently that when you come it hits you like a freight train. You cry out as your legs shake and Simon doesn’t let up, continuing his ministrations until you pat the side of his face, your signal for when you can’t take anymore when takes you apart like this.

"Can't tap out now, love. I'm not finished with you yet." God, even after all these Simon Riley was proving to be the death of you.

[forest-hashira]

Great Minds

merry (early) christmas @peachsukii! i was your secret santa for @pixelcafe-network ! i hope the holiday season has been treating you well so far, and i hope this little fic can add a little extra warmth & love either way 💜

read on ao3 | wc: ~1.3k | cw: gender neutral reader (no pronouns), established yuji/reader, modern/college au but fairly ambiguous, early christmas fic, excitable yuji, use of petnames, gift exchange, just pure fluff tbh

The sun had only just begun to properly light up your bedroom, filtering in soft and cool through the blinds, when you heard the front door of your apartment opening. Whoever it was was clearly doing their best not to be too loud, but the sounds of jingling keys and the soft thud of something being set on the floor were easy to pick up on through the open door to your room. 

You squinted your eyes open, rolling over to see if you could catch a glimpse of who it was, though the rumpled sheets on the opposite side of the bed made it clear that your boyfriend was no longer laying with you. “Yuu?” you called out, voice a bit scratchy with sleep.

A pink head of hair quickly appeared in the doorway, and Yuji offered you a small, apologetic smile. “Sorry, hun. Did I wake you up?”

“A little bit,” you admitted, pushing yourself to sit up in bed. A yawn escaped you as you rubbed your eyes, but you smiled back at him, not wanting him to feel guilty at all. “It’s okay though. Where’d you go?”

“I went out to my car to get your gift,” he said, smiling a bit more. “I left it in my trunk last night ‘cause I wanted to surprise you with it this morning.”

Your expression softened as you looked at him, and you felt your heart skip a beat. “Well, I’m definitely surprised. It’s not even Christmas yet.”

He blushed. “I know. I’m just really excited for you to open it, I can’t wait any longer, and it’s still sooooooo long until Christmas.”

The giggle that tumbled from your lips was involuntary, and you just shook your head at him. “Alright, alright. Luckily I already have your gift wrapped and ready, too, so we can exchange them today if you want.”

It was almost comical how much Yuji brightened at your words; he reminded you of an excited puppy. “Okay! I’ll wait on the couch.” He ducked out of the room before you could reply, and you could hear the sound of your gift being picked up again, then the sound of Yuji dropping onto your couch to get comfortable. 

Shaking your head affectionately once again, you stood from the bed and went to your closet, where you’d carefully tucked your boyfriend’s wrapped Christmas gift. Making sure not to damage the paper at all, you picked up the package and carried it to the living room, where, just as he promised, Yuji was sitting on the couch, eagerly waiting for you. He’d apparently turned on the lights on your mini Christmas tree earlier when he’d gone out to your car, and the sight of it standing and sparkling beside your partner had your heart skipping a beat.

He held a gift wrapped in dark green paper resting in his lap, and when you joined him on the couch, he held it out to you. You accepted, placing his gift in his lap in return.

“You go first!” he said, grinning at you.

“Are you sure?”

“Yep! I wanna see you open yours before I open mine.”

“If you insist,” you agreed, smiling as you tore into the paper. The box was only lightly taped shut, so it was easy to get open, and when you saw what awaited you in the box, you couldn’t help but laugh. You happily picked up the stuffed otter and little cafe passport designed specifically for the city you lived in.

Yuji pouted slightly at your reaction. “What’s so funny?” he asked, brows pinched slightly as he looked at you.

All you could do was shake your head slightly. “Open your gift and you’ll understand,” you told him, sitting the otter in your lap and holding it close.

Confused, Yuji did as he was told, tearing into the red wrapping on his gift. When he got the box open and saw what you’d gotten him, he laughed, too. He grabbed the light pink dragon plush and cafe passport out of the box before setting it on the floor, and he turned back to face you with a grin. “Great minds think alike, right?”

“They really do,” you agreed, still smiling, though your laughter had died out. “Thank you, gumdrop. I really do love my gift,” you told him, placing one hand on his cheek.

He blushed the tiniest bit at your words, and he placed his hand over yours before leaning in and pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. “You’re welcome, buns. I love my gift too.”

The love that radiated from him had you nearly melting into a puddle right there on the couch, but instead you just smiled, leaning in and kissing him once again, even lingering a little longer than was strictly necessary.

After a moment, your boyfriend let out a soft hum and broke the kiss. His eyes sparkled as he said, “Oh! We should pick a cafe from the passport and go for breakfast!”

You nodded in agreement, perking up a bit. “That sounds really nice, actually. I really don’t want to cook right now,” you added with a small laugh. Setting the stuffed otter beside you on the couch, you opened up your cafe passport and flipped through the pages, trying to see if any of the names caught your eye.

Yuji rested his chin on your shoulder, looking over the pages with you as you looked through them. He stayed silent as he read, but when he picked his head up and said, “Oh, wait, go back one?” you easily obliged.

“What do you think about that one?” he asked, pointing at one of the names on the page. Sunbeam Bakery sat at the top of the page in bold, fancy script. “I think I saw them on Instagram the other day, hang on…” Yuji fumbled with his phone for a moment, mumbling to himself until—

“Ah-ha! Found them!” He turned his phone to show you the profile he’d pulled up. The shop looked cute and cozy, and you clicked on a picture of a specials menu from a couple days before.

“As long as they’re open, we can go,” you agreed. “I wanna try those spiced apple souffle pancakes.” As if to emphasize your statement, your stomach decided to growl very obnoxiously, which made you both laugh again.

“You go get dressed,” Yuji encouraged, pecking a quick kiss to your cheek. “When you’re ready, we can go.”

You thanked him, kissing his cheek in return before standing from the couch. “Promise you’re not gonna wither away from hunger while you’re waiting on me?” you asked playfully.

He grinned up at you as you teased him. “For you, hun, I think I can manage not to shrivel up into a husk before you’re ready.”

A giggle escaped you, and you shook your head slightly. “I appreciate your efforts,” you told him. Then, picking up your otter and your cafe passport, you made your way back to the bedroom. Both items wound up on your bed as you dug through your dresser to find an outfit suitable for the chilly weather outside. 

When you finally found some clothes and turned back to the bed, you paused, your heart fluttering as you looked at the stuffed animal again. Unable to resist, you adjusted the blankets, tucking your new little friend in and kissing the top of its head before finally getting changed into your clothes for the day. It wasn’t actually Christmas yet, but you were already feeling Yuji’s contagious cheer, and you were more than looking forward to spending the rest of the season with him, whatever fun and adventures it brought your way.

rei, i hope it was ok that i included the detail about the specific plushies, i thought it was cute and thought it would be a nice detail to include 💜

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[liivzen]

Stepdad Choso and Toji and cold female reader????

This was sent a bit ago but just now had time to write something for it, apologies <3

Tbh I don’t really fuck with stepdad/stepkid stuff…but for this pairing I’ll allow it….

also not quite sure if I made reader cold enough, I don’t know why it was difficult for me to do so, also pretend choso is your step uncle because hes best friends with toji in this. Also not sure if you wanted seperate or together, i made it together so i hope you don’t mind.

-somewhat edited-

MDNI

masterlist

wc: 3.3k

tw: age gap (reader mid 20s, toji and choso in their 40s), Toji is a facebook user(lol), a glock makes an appearance (you’ll see why lmao), no mention of protection (wrap it up), fingering, Oral (m recieving), piv sex, sort of rough but not totally. (please lmk if i’m missing anything)

The sun had been down for a few hours, the moon and stars starring at you through your new floor to ceiling windows. You were sitting in your apartment that you had just bought, relishing in the comfort of your new home. You had gotten a great position for work right of college and were overall living the dream at the moment. Everything was so peaceful and quiet, sipping on wine enjoying the new atmosphere. However your quiet was soon ruined when you heard the ring of your new doorbell.

Throwing your head back and groaning, you sat up and sat your wine glass on the coffee table in front of your couch. Putting on your slippers, you make your way to the front door. Not even looking through the peephole, you open the door enough to show your face but not your body with a deadpanned face. The sight in front of you was definitly not what you were expecting at this late hour.

Standing in front of of you was your step-dad Toji , or well ex step-dad considering your mother had dumped him a year ago, and he best friend Choso. They had smirks on their faces while holding what you assumed was a gift considering the bag and the tissue paper stuffed in it.

“Hey cupcake.” Toji spoke after a few seconds of staring at each other.

“What the hell are you two doing here?” You ask him and Choso, poking your hip out and keeping a hand on the door, not fully letting it open.

“Saw on facebook you got a fancy new job and new apartment, thought me and your favorite uncle could bring ya a new housewarming gift.” Toji had said motioning over to Choso and the gift in their hands. Rolling your eyes, you cross your arms at the two of them.

“Yeah and you know you aren’t in the family now that you and mom are done.” You quirk your eyebrows at him and Choso. They chuckle knowing you’re technically right.

“Well, still can’t hurt to bring a loved one a gift no?” This time Choso speaks up. You look over at him and see a small smile on his face. The face that still adorns the tattoo he’s had the entire time you knew him. You just scoff and turn over your shoulder, leaving the door open to let them in. As you walk towards your kitchen and turn on the lights, you grabb two more glasses for wine to accompany yours.

As you walk in your apartment the men follow behind you, but as they do so they realize what you’re wearing. When you had opened the door you had your body hidden by the door mostly, hiding quite the sight for the two men.

Considering you thought you weren’t going to be seeing anyone for the rest of the day, you had showered and put on just an old large t-shirt and a pair of underwear. The t-shirt went down to at least your mid thighs, but still left quite the image for the two men following behind you. Once they had met you in the kitchen, you poured the wine and handed it to the two of them.

The two accepted the glasses with quiet thank you’s, setting your gift on the island table in your kitchen. While they took a few sips of their wine, you went into the living room to grab your wine and return to the kitchen. When you returned to the kitchen, Toji spoke first.

“Open your gift cupcake.” He told you with his usual smirk, leaning over and pushing the gift towards. You roll your eyes and grab the gift.

Grabbing the tissue paper out of the bag, you see a box wrapped in wrapping paper. You glance at the two of them, raising a questionable eyebrow. They just laugh and motion for you to keep going. You grab the box at the bottom and pick it up, realizing its actually very heavy.

“What the fuck did you get me?” You ask the two of them as you start ripping the paper off. Once you got the wrapping paper off you see its actually a small case, having latches on it that you have to open. When you turn the case to the latches, you click them up and open the mysterious case. When the case finally opens the absolute shock that waves onto your face made the two men bark out laughing.

Sitting in front of you on a cushioned piece of foam was a small black hand gun with gold embellishments.

“Are you fucking crazy!” You slam the case shut and stare at the two men across the counter.

“What cupcake, when I found out you moved out from your mom’s I thought I’d buy you some protection you know, since daddy and uncle ain’t here to protect you.” Toji smirks over at you, Choso chuckling along with him. You huff out an annoyed scoff, moving to the side of the counter that the two men were on.

“I don’t need a whole ass gun though, I don’t even know how to use that thing. Also you aren’t my daddy and uncle anymore.” You sternly tell him, poking him in his very muscular chest. You see Toji look over to choso when you do so, the two sharing a knowing look. Next thing you know Choso is taking a step closer to you and Toji is grabbing onto the hand that’s poking him in the chest.

Looking up at the two men in front of you now, Toji holding onto your hand giving it a tight squeeze. Your face had gone hot and red.

“Oh you sure about that cupcake?” Toji looks down at with a huge grin now. You look between the two and your brain just goes fuzzy.

To be honest you were always aware of the attractiveness between the two men surrounding you. You could always feel the lingering gazes that would be on you when you would visit your mom during college, along with Chosos anytime he was around to. You obviously never played on it though because Toji was with your mom at the time and Choso would be around and act like a ‘step uncle’.

Trying to muster up what little strength you had, you tried to struggle out of the hold from Toji.

“Aw shes trying to run.” This time Choso spoke up, stepping closer now so his hands were holding onto your waist over your large shirt. This made you stop moving and just stand still. You could feel the arousal starting to pool in your panties but you still didn’t want to admit to anything. You huffed and look away from the two men, avoiding any sort of eye contact from the two. This made the two of them share a look and chuckle at your silly acts of trying to ignore them. You weren’t sure what they had planned but it seemed like this was all a set up they had previously thought out. Next thing you know, Toji is moving his hand up your from your hand and settling to your throat so he could force you to look up at him.

“I think we need to teach little one a lesson or two hm? Make sure who she remembers who’s in charge yeah?” Toji says down at you, Choso humming in agreement behind you.

The next thing that happens is you being thrown over a shoulder and walked down to your bedroom. All you could see was your new tile floors as you were carried to your new room

You’re thrown onto your bed that laid in the center of your room. By doing so the big t-shirt that you’d put on had risen to now your mid stomach, exposing your panties you had beneath. The two men stood over you, one on each side of the bed. Toji was at your feet and Choso was your head.

At this point you couldn’t even hide the arousal that was pooling between your legs. There was a very evident spot wetting on your panties the two men could clearly see. Toji didn’t even give you a chance to try and close your legs, grabbing onto them and keeping them spread with a strong grip. Choso had also grabbed onto you, gripping your arms and keeping them above your head.

“Aw look at her Choso, she’s soaked right through these.” Toji says, grabbing the side of your panties, pulling it and snapping it against the skin of your hip. This makes you let out a small whine, trying to pull away from the two of them even though you know it won’t work. Choso then decides to run his hands up your arms, roaming over your breast over the t-shirt you’re wearing. He gives a gentle squeeze before talking.

“I think we should take this off, shouldn’t we fushiguro?” He said before grabbing the bottom of your t-shirt as Toji mumbles out an agreement. Within seconds your shirt is off and thrown across the room somewhere, leaving your chest exposed to two of them. Due to your restrains you couldn’t put any arms across your chest for any kind of modesty. This made you slightly annoyed considering the two men were still full dressed, so you finally speak.

“You know Its quite rude that i’m the only naked one here.” You tell them, staring into Tojis eyes.

“Oh, she speaks?” Toji responds with his usual smirk on his face. He still had a strong grip on your thighs. Now they moved down your thighs, getting very close to your last remaining piece of clothing.

“Well you heard the lady.” Choso speaks up, releasing your arms and going to take his shirt off jeans. Toji followed after his friend, releasing your legs and also taking off his shirt and his pants as well. Once they had gotten down to their boxers they looked back at you and grab onto again.

“All better princess?” Choso stares down into your eyes, leaning over a bit to where his chain that he was wearing dangled in your face. Now you felt like you couldn’t speak again and just slightly nodded at them. You eyes quickly shot down to wear Tojis was grabbing out your legs again and grabbing onto your underwear.

“Now time for these cupcake.” He tells you before slowly dragging them down your legs. This time you got a small bit of time to try and close your legs as Toji removed your panties. Though within seconds of you smacking your legs together, Tojis hands were on your knees pulling them apart, leaving you all exposed.

“Oh look at this, all nice and wet for us huh?” Toji says out loud to the group, taking a finger and running it up your slit. All this made you let out a big whine as Toji continued to run his fingers through your slick, gathering the wetness on his fingers. Once he had enough on his fingers, he brought them up to his mouth and gave a small lick. Toji let out a hum of satisfaction at your taste before gesturing his hand to choso so he could get a taste as well.

Choso wrapped his lips around Tojis fingers, sucking the taste of you off of them and humming in agreement to Toji. See the sight of them like that let out a small moan, shifting trying to rub your thighs together for some kind of stimulation. Of course the two men notice and grin down at you.

“Aw does the princess want something now.” Choso speaks down at you but this time putting a hand on your face, poking at your pout you had on. You muster enough encouragement to let out a small ‘yes please’ to the two men.

“Oh now she wants something.” Toji speaks as he grips and pulls your thighs apart again, setting a hand on the flat of your stomach and dragging it closer to your entrance. Soon he’s circling your clit with his thumb and dipping a finger into you. This immeaditaly makes your back arch off the bed. You haven’t felt a touch like this for a long time, so it was doing quite a lot for you. Choso took the opportunity to reach down and grab onto one of your breast, giving it hard squeeze and pinching at your nipple. This made you let out a louder moan, arching into both men.

Toji can feel you squeezing around one finger, so he adds another for your pleasure. Soon both men are working in tandem trying to bring you to a quick release. Toji speeds up his rhythm on your clit, making you squirm in reach of a release. Looking for something to grab onto in your wiggling, you grab onto Choso hip, gripping the fabric of his boxers. It wasn’t long before you were actually gushing around Toji’s fingers.

“Ah-I-!” Was all you could get out as you came. Your chest was heaving up and down as you came down from your high.

“There we go, look how relaxed you are now.” Choso said, looking down at your heaving figure. Once you sort of calmed down and get a clear vision, you look up at the two men. They both look down at you, but to they don’t share that exhausted look that you have. If anything, they look like they just had a small warm up. This is how you knew they weren’t done with you and you had more coming.

“Oh don’t be tired yet cupcake. We got more in store for you.” Toji says pulling you a little closer to his side of the bed. Once you were closer Toji pressed his front to your bare cunt. You could feel how hard he was through his underwear, becoming well aware how big he was below the fabric. This made you clench around nothing which Toji could easily tell while he was smirking down at you.

“Now cupcake, you’re gonna sit here and let your favorite daddy and uncle take care of you right?” Toji said down at you with his teeth shining at you. All you could really do in this moment was nod your head and let out a small yes to the man in front of you. After you nodded your head Toji let go of your thighs, going to grab onto the fabric of his boxers, finally pulling them down to reveal his cock.

When you felt that it was big, seeing it just confirmed it. Large and slightly curved with veins running up and down it, your eyes bulged out of their socket at just the sight of it. You couldn’t even think on how it’ll actually fit into you. Toji noticed your eyes and gave out a small chuckle.

“Don’t worry cupcake, we’ll make it fit just fine.” He somewhat assured you before slowly dragging it up your wet cunt. When it dragged against your clit you immediately flinched from the stimulation. Still not totally recovered from your first high, this brought a whole new wave of pleasure to you. Toji slowly dragged down to your entrence, prodding it with his tip. When he finally pushed his tip in, it was like seeing stars again.

“Fuck- there we go cupcake.” Toji groaned out as he slowly pushed into you. Once he was fully in you couldn’t even see anymore. Your back was arched off the bed and your arms were grabbing onto Toji’s forearms. His grip tightend on your hips once he was in and stilled.

In the mix of all this going on, you failed to notice that choso had taken his underwear off and was stroking his cock behind you. Once you had grown accustomed to Toji’s cock, you tilted your head back to look back at Choso cock which was awfully close to your face now. Choso noticed that you had your eyes on his cock now and smiled down at you.

“Come on princess, open up that smart mouth.” Choso grips his cock, moving it close to your mouth. You don’t have much of a say and just open your mouth as wide as you could. His mouth was almost equally as large as Tojis with it’s own set of veins on it, so it was a bit of struggle trying to accommodate it in your mouth.

As you struggle to fit Chosos cock in your mouth you felt Toji start to move inside of you. He pulled back and started slow but harsh thrust into your cunt. As Toji was doing this, Choso was sliding his cock in and out of your mouth. You tried to not choke around his cock but it was pretty difficult not to. You could feel him reaching the back of your throat with every thrust, making you gag every few seconds.

“Fuck, princess. Doing so well for us.” Choso let out a moan, tossing his head back and grabbing onto one of your breast, giving a tight squeeze and tweaking at your nipple. Toji was giving you deep thrust that made your eyes roll to the back of your head. He moved his hand towards your clit, rubbing fast but precise circles over it. All of the pleasure was starting to get a lot for you, you couldn’t help but start letting out tears from your eyes and choking out moans around Choso’s cock.

“Come on cupcake, give it to us.” Toji demanded at you, quickening his thrust into your soaking cunt. You could feel yourself quickly approaching a release, gripping at your new bed sheets below you. After a few harsh thrust, you were soaking Toji’s cock with your cum which he was thrusting right back into you.

“Fuck- yeah that’s right, soak his cock princess.” Choso groaned, his hips stuttering with his thrust into your mouth.

It wasn’t long before the two men followed you. Choso was first, letting out a moan as he came down your throat, that you had basically no choice but to swallow. Choso slowly left your mouth, giving you a second to breath. Toji was right after him, giving a few last hard thrust before exiting your cunt and spilling all over your stomach.

Now that both men had left your body, you all sat there for moment, catching your breaths. The two of them sat on the bed next to your layed out figure, rubbing soothing hands up and down your body as your recovered from everything.

After a few minutes, Toji got up to go to your bathroom to grab something to wipe you down. As he was doing that, Choso left to go to your kitchen to grab a glass of water for you two. When they both came back, you were barely awake at this point, your body completely exhausted from everything. Toji quickly cleaned you off while choso sat you up enough to take a few sips of water before laying you back down. They pulled back the covers of your bed before maneuvering you under them, the two of them joining you on either sides of your body.

Toji layed an arm under your head and gave your a small kiss on your forehead,while Choso wrapped his around your waist, both men moving close to you. However you didn’t wanna let them completely settle before mentioning something.

“I don’t need a gun just so you know.” You mumbled as you quickly approached the dream world. The two men chuckle down at you, not far behind with their own sleep.

“Whatever you say cupcake.” Is all you hear before drifting off to sleep.

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a/n: If you didn’t see my post from a few days ago, just wanna say thank you so much for 100 followers. I know it’s not a lot and my fics aren’t super amazing so I appreciate every like, reblog, and comment. So thank you so much and hope you enjoyed this and my other works. xoxo Liv

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thinking about modern au Kabru

ivy league college student, probably studying law and political science on a full scholarship. first time living away from Milsiril so he has to promise her, yes mom i’ll call you at least four times a week, no mom i don’t need your amex black card, yes mom the normal credit card is fine i need to learn how to budget like a Normal Person (it has a limit of $20k — that’s not normal Kabru).

Milsiril insists for a long time that she’ll just get him a house off campus so he can have his own space (aka a place she can drop by anytime and possibly live a few months out of the year just to be close to him) but Kabru puts his foot down and tells her the best way he’s gonna make friends is by living with other students (bye mom).

his floor in the coed dorms is the party floor and he always makes sure to invite everybody (his nightmare is accidentally leaving anyone out and having them think that he doesn’t like them). somehow it’s always a good time, everyone leaves with more friends than they came with, it never gets totally out of control, and plenty of girls who are interested in him (and a lot of guys too tbh) bring tons of baked treats so there’s always free food. Kabru is the RA’s favourite person to have in the building (even though Kabru himself is messy but most of the people he’s friends with are nice and clean up after themselves).

he has a porsche (Milsiril gift for his 16th bday) but he’s adamant about not driving it unless he absolutely has to (because he doesn’t wanna look like a douche). BUT he never says no when his friends ask for rides (so he ends up driving all the time anyway). he actually contemplates selling the porsche and going for a more practical car but Mickbell is like ‘dude you are not taking this away from me.’ Kabru sighs and decides to keep it because his friends (Mickbell) like being chauffeured around in a fancy convertible (Rin, Holm, and Dia don’t care, they’re just glad they don’t have to walk to the grocery store).

he’s probably on a casual texting basis with most of his professors and you know he’s going to all their office hours, grabbing beer with them just to keep chatting about life outside of school. and that’s how he winds up in some super secret faculty group chat where he’s now privy to all the college administration gossip.

Kabru is elected for student council during his freshman year and he’s probably the favourite to be sc president one day.

he doesn’t really date (gets too in his head about how he doesn’t wanna ruin any friendships) but he does hang out one on one with a lot of girls and treats them all really well. he probably goes so far out of his way to be platonic that he flies a little too close to the ‘Just Like One of the Girlies’ sun, he kinda forgets that most people interpret it as flirting coming from him. which leads to a few awkward conversations. people feeling led on, a few angry jealous boyfriends, scathing dms about him being a girl stealing homewrecker.

it’s such a nightmare for him and he needs it to end right now. so he begs Rin to ‘date’ him for a week or two and then publicly dump him just so the entire student body gets the message that he is Just A Friend.

Rin stares at him for a few seconds. then she laughs. she laughs and laughs. she laughs for a crazy long time. and then eventually she goes, ‘wow you’re an asshole, Kabru. no i won’t be your fake girlfriend. you’re gonna suffer and i’m going to enjoy it.’

and that’s when Kabru has a moment of enlightenment. ok yeah. asking for that is probably really selfish and mean. maybe he needs to think about girls’ feelings more and that’s maybe more important than his deep seated need to be liked, and when has Rin ever been wrong about anything.

he apologizes. and so begins one of the more serious talks he’s ever had with Rin about being okay with not being liked.

he thinks he can really turn over a new leaf. the whole ‘not worrying about what other people think’ thing goes pretty well — up until Kabru meets the aloof professor for his Monsters and Myths class who keeps forgetting and mispronouncing his name.

Kabru has never needed someone to like him So Bad, he needs Prof. Touden to like him as a matter of life and death, and he’s willing to look stupid for it (fails a midterm on purpose to justify begging for one on one tutoring)

[pixelatedraindrops]

Happy 1st Anniversary RainCode!

☔️6🔎30👻

Thank you for bringing me so much joy 💜💕

(and thank you for giving me the gift that is yuma kokohead)

I didn’t think I’d make art for it at first, but I figured this game has done so much for me, so I’ll give back by drawing the duo that started it all 💜🩷 These two are such an iconic pair and I will draw them together as much as possible c: (tho Shinigami will be mostly in her ghost form if I do)

First time drawing human form Shinigami non-chibi, and I admit she was a little tricky with that outfit. But I think I did it decently enough… xD

little bonus for the kokogami enjoyers 💕

miss death god is too much woman for this little boy to handle~ 🤭

i know he's an adult but can you honestly look at him without context and say this is a man??? he's just an eemey meemey little guy.

Personal Rambling below (because I love this game so much)

WARNING MINI ESSAY INCOMING (lmao)

Oh RainCode... Where do I even begin...

RainCode is a game that has changed my life along with likely many other people’s lives. Although the premise of it is fairly straightforward, the characters and atmosphere make this game so much more. The successor to Danganropa is honestly its own unique story and structure, and tbh I think I love and enjoy it far more than Danganronpa. But this game…is just so much more for me.

I truly never expected this game to be such an impact on my life, let alone become my next fixation.

So, for history, I was honestly in no real hurry to get the game on its release date last year, so I got it a day later. On July 1st, I played the game for the first time. And I didn’t think much of it at first. The only thing that was on my mind when I started this game, was that I was positive I was going to be treating the protagonist like Makoto Naegi and Kyoko Kirigiri’s son the whole time.

This was the first post I made about RainCode back on twitter in 2023.

Yeah... Kinda silly when I look at it now... XD But I do still beleive this headcanon.

When I started the game my 2016 fixation of Danganronpa came back a bit. As a previous DR lover, I did make comparisons here and there to all of the characters. Yuma was very much like Naegi with his shy and timid demeanor at first due to having amnesia, and it felt like déjà vu when playing through the start of the game. But then it happened. The moment that solidified Yuma as my next and now permanent target. When he got sick/dizzy on the train... God that moment still lives rent free in my head. (I know the cause of it was different/related to the first mystery/case, but as someone who enjoys any sort of sick whump moment, regardless of if its little crumbs or a whole-ass meal it still counted for me) I was still shy and hid in the shadows with my silly little niche back then, but I told myself. Yep, once I finish this game, I’m writing a sickfic for this game and he’s the victim. (though what surprised me was that I wasn’t alone on that, 3 other people made sickfics with yuma before I did so that was a pleasant surprise xD)

As the game went on it shocked and impressed me in many different forms. I realized that this game isn’t the Danganronpa clone I thought it would be. Sure, it had a lot of similar elements and mirrored mini games like Hangman’s Gambit, Spot Selection, and of course the Conclusion Comic of the whole case, but the story the world and the mysteries were honestly different from the way DR structured them. And it pleased me when not many people from the main team had died. Most of the deaths were of side characters that had appeared in their respective chapters. Which honestly was a breath of fresh air for me, and I think that’s the real reason it’s separate from DR. It’s not as cruel and not as stressful. It’s a lot more chill, but the mysteries were still enough to get me excited and look forward to the next maze I would enter. The mystery labyrinths were probably my favorites elements of the game. They were just so much fun. And every single character was so likeable, (yes even some of the peacekeepers were fun aside of one or two that I absolutely despise. mostly yomi and guillame lol but I guess I kinda like yomi a bit more bc of the fandom)

And I grew to love Yuma EVEN more. He is honestly one of the best written protagonists I’ve seen in a long time. It’s hard to do timid protagonists right, but RainCode definitely nailed it with Yuma. He had his moments, but it wasn’t enough to be obnoxious. He also shined in more ways than one. And my god, so many relatable moments… (I have anxiety too xD) He was so charming and cute the whole time and even had his badass moments. This little guy is the whole package and I LOVE him for that. Truly a unique and fun main character that blows every DR protagonist out of the water.

(Yes, I said what I said.)

And the ending, GOOD LORD THE ENDING?? It was so well executed, and the ending twist villain was immediately my second favorite character after the protagonist. I could go on about how much I loved the ending but if I did, we’d be here all day and I don’t want to spoil the entire game…so… I’ll leave it at that.

When I finished the game, I was so satisfied. (Yes I love it more than DR, what are you gonna do about it?) It left me super happy and made me want to make some fan content for it. Though I was still very quiet on twitter and had a feeling since twitter is a more complicated platform, I couldn’t gush about the game too much due to fear of spoiling other people…and when one of your favorite characters is just the whole secret of the game’s core mystery, I couldn’t talk about it too much… >.>

So, then I did the unthinkable. I went back to tumblr… It’s a little embarrassing but this account is actually my old one I had from years ago. I was on tumblr more 2013 to 2017 before I abandoned the site when it no longer seemed fun and there were times that I’d rather forget... (let’s just say that I used to RP with my OCs and…one of my RP ex friends catfished me and it made me feel VERY uncomfortable. I wanted to forget it, so I ran away and never returned.) I was super nervous to come back and try to post again, so my first RC related post was about him being a naegiri child.

After that I began making more edits once I gained access to the sprites and full body arts. I made some Pokémon AU edits because those were always fun, and then I started making feverish edits of Yuma’s sprites. My first post ended up becoming a hit and I caught the attention of some people. They liked what I was doing so it gave me a bit of confidence to continue. I got even more attention, and it made my confidence go up even more.

And then I started trying to draw art again, something I gave up long ago. My first few arts were a little rocky at best, but so many people enjoyed it! One of my older arts ended up becoming pretty popular. Through this my few pieces of art, my many sprite edits, and my first fan fiction (Home Is Where The Heart Is) got me pretty well recognized in the Rain code community on here. So much so that I felt confident enough to give myself a title. The CEO of RainCode Whump or “Whumpcode” and all of this confidence made me decide to turn my blog into a fandom and sick whump blog. It became a full blown obsession that possessed my mind that I've become TOO passionate about. Never thought making these little guys suffer would bring me this much joy... XD

Over time, I’ve drawn more art and written more fics than I ever had for a fandom. Before I never ever made fandom art, and I would usually only write one sickfic per fixation. (my last ones being demon slayer and spy x family) But here I am, making more art pieces than I ever have before (hell even doing a MONTH ART CHALLENGE) and improving even! And having 7 fanfictions of RainCode, 6 with Yuma and one with Makoto. And those two became my prime targets and muses for my art. Drawing them is easier for me and they’re my favorites so it brings me such joy to draw them. I love MakoYuma so much. Maybe not so much romantically, but friendship and familial. They have such potential to be so much, and I adore them. Plus putting them in sicknarios and situations is fun (I think we can all agree on that haha)

I think I’m talking too much, so I will say one more thing. I never thought my fixation on this game would last this long. I was positive it would go away after just a few months at best. The game is great but nothing amazing to keep thinking about for too long for me. But I think the main reason I was able to keep my fixation on this game for almost a year (and ongoing) is because of the fandom. (specifically, the Tumblr fandom, but some people on twitter are cool too) I’m honestly so happy I returned to tumblr and was able to make a name for myself in this community. I have met so many talented artists and creators and even made some new friends (and even got a few apprentices to take under my wing) If it weren’t for everyone’s support, I don’t think I would have ever done this much and made it this far.

I’ve essentially made a platform for myself, and I didn’t think tumblr would be a place I’d check daily ever again. To think this silly little game…would change my life so much and make me happier than I’ve ever been in such a long time. I feel recognized and like I belong, I’m finally able to be loud and proud about my passions for sick whump and not worry too much about it, I’ve finally found my prime target and I have fun with him every time, I’ve gotten back into the arts of drawing and writing again and I think I’ve made some of my best work yet, and I’ve met so many wonderful people and even collaborated with them on some fun projects too! (Here's the most popular one and also the first one I did!)  It’s just been…so wonderful… I am so happy to be part of such a chill talented and fantastic community TwT So thank you everyone… this is all thanks to your support… <3

Sorry I’m getting a little mushy here aren’t I… x’D I just couldn’t be more grateful for this game if I tried… So, thank you so much Rain Code, for existing and doing so much for me and making me so happy… I have never had this much fun in a fixation before, and I never felt like I was ever truly part of any fandom and was always just a lurker. It feels so good to finally feel like part of a fandom you love, and also be well liked, admired and accepted by others despite your niche being a little on the odd side… XD

I really hope there will be a sequel for this game, and we’ll see all these wonderful characters again. After all I’ve been through with this title and how much joy and purpose it brought me, consider me a fan for life. I will be dedicated to every future title in this series and play the hell out of it. And I hope it gains a wider audience come October when it is released for more consoles. (Just hoping no weirdos take over and ruin it with stupid drama and horrible things like the DR fandom…)

Though once new fans come in and are also tumblr users…I wonder what they’d even think of me and my place and takes when it comes to this series… XD (hopefully they’ll be nice to me… XD)

Anyway, I’ve said enough.

Happy Anniversary RainCode!!

☔💜👻🔍

[ador3sturniolo]

NDA

An - I don’t know what this is tbh, I just thought of the song and wanted to write something to it

Paring - Chris Sturniolo X FemReader X Matt Sturniolo

Summary - Chris can’t let you go after you guys break up

Warnings - Cursing, Break up, Kissing

Requested - Nope

Me and Chris have been dating for almost 8 months, todays our anniversary. Chris had texted me in the morning said he couldn’t see me today, saying he had so much work to catch up on at home. I sighed but shrugged it off as i was getting used to him not being able to hangout lately. He hasn’t really been talking to me a lot lately. I haven’t called him in a little over two weeks. Today I’m going to see him. Im going to buy him a present, just a little one. I hope he’s not mad at me, and if he is, the present will make him feel better. I get up and start to get ready. It’s now 3 in the afternoon and I’m getting ready. I put on leggings and a hoodie. I pull my hair back into a cute claw clip. I do Mascara and lip gloss, now wanting to go wild. I brush my teeth and put on my shoes. Im now in the mall looking around, wondering what I can get him. I look up and find his favorite shoe store. I walk in and look around. I spot a pair of shoes he had his eye on ever since they went on the shelves. They were a little pricey but it’s a gift, for our anniversary. I buy them and wrap them up in tissue paper and put it in a bag I bought earlier that day. I drive to his house to see that his car isn’t in the drive way. (Let’s all pretend he can drive ☺️)

I was a little concerned, considering he said he had work at home all day, maybe he went to get food? I walk inside saying hi to the other half of the brothers. I plop down on the found besides Matt.

“Nick.” I say, turning towards the now blonde boy only a couple feet away from me.

“Yeah?” He said looking over at me.

“Do you know where Chris is? His car isn’t in the driveway.”

“I didn’t even know he left.” He said with a giggle and I just rolled my eyes. I turn towards Matt.

“Do you know where he is?” I say looking up at the boy.

“He said he was going to your house, was he not there?”

“I don’t know. I wasn’t there, let me call him.” I say grabbing my phone from my back pocket. I dial his number and wait for him to answer. Only a couple rings and he picked up.

“Chris?”

“Yeah?” He sounded kinda annoyed.

“Where are you right now?” I say, quietly shushing Nick when he was still laughing from what he said.

“I told you, I’m at home. I have to catch up on some work.”

My face dropped.

“But I am at yo-“ I get cut off by him.

“Look I’ll call you back later, Matt is calling for me” He said as he hung up. I look at Matt.

“Wait, i have his location, why didn’t I just check that.” I say looking though my phone. My face goes blank from the unknown address i was reading.

“Do you know where this is?” I say showing Nick and Matt. They both say no.

“I have to go see who’s house he’s at.” I say getting up from the couch. Matt stands up with me, telling me he’s going with. Nick also stands up.

“Hey now I have to go, I’m invested.” He said grabbing a bag of chips and walking with us out of the house.

We all go into the car and I type in the address, the sun was setting and It was getting dark. It was a 15 minute drive as i park a couple houses down the road not trying to alarm him that I’m here. Us three approach the house and i see Chris’s car parked in the drive way. I tell Nick to shush because he won’t stop rambling on and on. I approach the front window of the house, ducking down, so I can make sure no one sees me. I peek my head in front of the window to look around, but I don’t see anybody. I kept looking around until I noticed a light from upstairs turned on. I was able to open the front door and walk in quietly. I turn around to the two boys that were following me.

“Matt can only you come in with me?”

“What do i not exist?” Nick said annoyed.

“You do, we just need someone on the lookout, so that way no one thinks we’re breaking into a random house.”

“But that’s exactly what we-“ He said confused

“Shush, just please keep watch.”

“Fine” He said rolling his eyes. I walk inside with Matt, walking up the stairs, as slow and quiet as possible. I approach the door that was giving light, though it was cracked open.

“Can you go first.” I whisper to Matt.

“Of course.” He says putting his hand on the door, slowly. He opens the door all the way, stepping in.

“Matt! What the fuck are you doing here.”

“Chris…” I say making myself noticeable. I take a second to look around and see Chris and a random girl laying in a bed together, with there hands on each other. Chris stands up, getting off the bed.

“I can explain…”

“No need too.” I say with tears welling up in my eyes. fast. I start to back up and head down the stairs.

“Chris, what the fuck man. You just lost the best thing you’ve ever had.” Matt said as he left behind me.

“Wait” Chris said as he chased me back to my car.

“Please let me explain.”

“No Chris. There’s nothing you can say that will make this any better.” I say with tears pouring out of my eyes. I notice Matt and Nick getting close to the car.

“Get in.” Matt and Nick both get in and Chris follows them, until i stop him.

“Not. You.” I saying opening my car door, grabbing Chris’s present. I walk over to him and throw it at him.

“Happy fucking anniversary.” I say, getting into my car and drive away. I cry all the way back to the boys house. I pull into their driveway and turn off the car. Nick leaves but Matt stays in with me. I wipe my tears and look at him.

“Can I stay with you tonight? I don’t want to be alone.”

“Of course .” He said looking at me. I couldn’t help but blush a little from the way he looks at me, but I’ve always had a little feeling for him before me at Chris started dating, but I had to stop liking him, considering I was with his brother. But now none of that matters anymore. Me and Chris are no longer.

“Matt can I ask you something.” I say sitting up straight.

“Anything.”

“Do you like me? Or have you ever liked me? Like love. I know I just broke up with Chris but, i just want to know.” I say looking down, starting to play with the strings off my hoodie.

“I’ve liked you from the very first time I saw you. But I told myself i couldn’t like you because you were dating my brother, but I’ve always had a thing for you I guess.” He said. I gave him a slight smile and asked him if we could go back inside. We both head into his room.

“Do you have pjs?” Matt asks me as he takes off his shirt to go to sleep.

“No, but I can just sleep in this.” I say taking off my shoes

“Okay then.” He said shutting his bedroom door. I get into his bed and so does he. I lay my head on his chest, getting comfortable.

“Goodnight Matt.”

“Goodnight” He said as he gave me a kiss on my head.

I wake up to loud shouting coming from the living room. I look over and see an empty space where Matt was supposed to be. I get up and walk over to the door and peek through. Matt and Chris we’re arguing about me. I felt sick to my stomach even just seeing Chris. I open the door and make myself known to Chris.

“What is she doing here, and why is she in your room Matt.” Chris shouted pointing at me.

“Because she wanted to sleep here, she didn’t want to be alone, probably because you messed everything up!” Matt shouted back.

“I didn’t mess anything up! She did! She wasn’t giving me what I wanted anymore, she didn’t even care!” Chris said to Matt.

“Yes I fucking did. Just you never wanted to talk to me about anything! You always kept your mouth shut and kept a distance. I was worried Chris. You wouldn’t even text me. You shut me out because you weren’t satisfied with me but I was doing the best I could.” I said with tears welling up in my eyes.

“Oh shut the fuck up. You’re being such a baby right now, just suck it up that we fell out of love!” He said throwing his hands up.

“We? No, YOU did Chris. You.” I said turning around going back into Matt’s room, but I stop and turn around.

“Matt.” I said, signaling for him to come with me.

“Seriously Matt, you’re on her side?”

“Yes I fucking am. She was the nicest thing and you just threw that all away.” Matt said going into the room with me. I shut and lock the door and head to the bed. I can hear Chris still rambling but I decided to put him on mute and focus on Matt.

“Thanks for taking my side by the way.” I say looking at Matt who is just joining me.

“Why wouldn’t I? He messed up big time. But you’re welcome.” He said with a grin. I smile. I look down, look back up to meet eyes with the brunette boy. My body thinks before my mind does, and next thing I know, my lips are on his. I pull back quickly after realizing what I did.

“I- am so sorry, i didn’t mean to do that, I don’t know what I was thinking. I-“ I get cut off by Matt pulling my face into his, kissing me back. I pull back in Shock of what just happened.

“I’m sorry, but I feel like i cant, i just broke up with Chris and I know it didn’t matter but it feels wrong. I’m sorry.” I said pouting

“Don’t be sorry. I’ll wait for you, as much time as you need, I’ll wait.” I gave him a smile and a hug.

-

It’s been a little over a month, I haven’t really talked to Matt. I don’t know why I haven’t talked to him, I just didn’t. I have talked to Nick though. He’s been keeping me up on anything so I don’t miss anything. A week ago, Chris moved out to live by himself so it’s just Nick and Matt there. I hear a ding from my phone. Matt texted.

Matty B

Hey

Reader

Hey Matt. Do you need something?

Matty B

No, I was just thinking. We haven’t hung out in a while, maybe you want to hangout today?

Reader

Why not? I have nothing better to do, so sure!

Matty B

Great! Be over whenever

Reader

👍

I get up from my couch and clean up my place just a tad. I walk into my bathroom and shower. At this point, I’m over Chris. I know it usually takes people longer, but the more I think about it, he wasn’t the best towards me. So I think it was a good thing that we broke up. Chris is probably dating some other girl but I could care less.

CHRIS POV :

“I cant do this anymore” I told my girlfriend of one month.

“You’re still not over her, aren’t you?” She said looking down. The truth is. I’m not over her yet. I thought that I was living the best life and dating another girl would make me happy, but it didn’t. It took me only 2 weeks to realize that she was the best thing I had. She did great things for me and I just threw that away.

“No. I’m not.” I say also looking down.

“Okay, we’ll goodbye Chris. I’ll see you later.” She grabbed her things and walked out. I didn’t say anything to her as she left, just keeping to myself. I need to see her, I need to apologize. I want her back. She probably hasn’t even moved on yet, so I’m not even worried that she won’t come back to me.

READERS POV :

I open the front door to Nick’s and Matt’s place. I’m greeted with a happy Nick running up to me and hugging me.

“Oh hey you. I’ve missed you so much!” Nick says almost squishing me.

“Nick, I can’t breath.” I says gasping

“Oh shit my bad.” He says letting go of me.

“It’s okay, I missed you too.” I say catching my breath. Nick starts rambling about how life’s been when I see Matt walk over to us.

“Hi Matt!” I say hugging him.

“Hey!” He says hugging me back.

“Sorry it’s been a while” I shrug my shoulders.

“It’s all okay, at least you’re here now” Matt gives a small smile

Nick keeps talking so i try to listen but i can’t stop looking and Matt

“Okay you’re not even listening” Nick groans

“No i am i promise” I explain

“Mhm sure, i was done talking anyways” He says walking back to his room

I walk to the living room plopping on the couch, Matt following me

“So how have you’ve been?” Matt asks me

“I’ve been good, how about you?” I ask

“Good, and good that’s you’ve been good” He smiled

The tension in the air is thick, we aren’t that far away from eachother..

“So, have you been talking to anyone?” I cross my arms

“Nope, no one sticks out to me, you?”

“Nah, people have tried but they just aren’t my type” I shrug

“Well can you blame them?”

I tilt my head in confusion “Huh?”

“I’m saying that you’re beautiful, that’s why you have lots of guys hitting you up”

i couldn’t help but blush at his words, looking away to hide my facial expression, until he sit up beside me, our legs touching

“No need to look away” He grabs my chin to make me look at him, then putting his hand in his lap

“I’m still waiting for you, you know” He says with hope

“I know” i say with a soft smile

I slowly start to lean in, hoping he’d get the hint, it dosent take him long to grab my jaw and pull me in, our lips crashing onto one another, his hands slide down to my waist, pulling me onto his lap, my hands going in his hair as our lips don’t loose contact. Until we hear the front door open. We both poke our heads up like dogs to see who it was

“Shit” Matt muttered as he saw Chris

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AN - Holy shit y’all. I deleted tumblr for so long i had forgotten about this account and i’m SO sorry for not posting. I realized i had 3 drafts so i’m going to try and finish them. But maybe a part 2???? I hope you liked this one because i was half asleep trying to finish it, anyways i love you all so much and i hope that people read it!!

Go like my latest story!! ➡️ Jealous

[britcision]

Tbh the older I get the more annoying I find it when people writing fic pick a random character (usually other potential love interests that aren’t the main ship) to butcher their actual character and turn into The Bad Guy

Because y’know, if no one’s twirling their moustache and being clownishly evil, how will we possibly have any drama? 🙄

But I have this feeling I’m gonna be full zero tolerance about it in Dungeon Meshi, because… well, how do you miss the point of the story that badly??

It’s a 14 volume series, gonna be a 48 episode (ish) anime, with no bad guy

It’s explicitly stated, in series

Spoilers below

Thistle is not the bad guy

The winged lion is not the bad guy

The last 4 chapters of the manga are dedicated to driving that home, more than once. Even Kabru isn’t the bad guy, and that breaks my heart because his villain vibes are immaculate and his villain arc would clear my skin and water my crops

Even with a big Final Fight and pivotal showdown, Ryoko Kui still made sure to state that no one in the series is a villain

They’re all just people, with different motivations and different understandings of what’s going on, and that drives them to conflict even when everyone is trying to do the right thing

Even when everyone works with the best of intentions, just plain being different people creates plenty of drama and tension and conflict

So before you get lazy and pick a character from the hat to be your Obvious Bad Guy, maybe just. Try. And live up to the series examples? Let them at least have a personality beyond “Must Prevent Ship Getting Together”

And if you try and make it Lycion I’ll kick your ass in your dreams and give you writer’s block, he cured his dysphoria by becoming a literal werewolf and hasn’t given a fuck about anything since, and nor should he

Cithis is literally Right There let her be the evil scheming manipulative bitch she is in canon for no better reason than she fucking wants to she is a gift from Kui to the fandom she literally put Mithrun in a maid outfit Because She Could

She’s perfect fanfic villainess and she doesn’t need a motive beyond “looks like fun” because she’s deadass just Like That and I’m obsessed with her about it

(Although tbh any Kabru ship fic but Kabru is the Obvious Bad Guy just completely self sabotaging at every possible step and being his own worst enemy would kinda fuck)

[calummss]

Him & I | Kai Anderson

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summary: you came to kai like you were an angel sent from god. he finally met his match. you wanted to get revenge and he cleared the path

pairing: fem! reader x kai anderson

words: 2.9k

a/n: kai is everything i despise in a man yet i cannot stop thinking about him. fuck my rights i’ll make you a manwhich like the woman i’m supposed to be NOT PROOFREAD TBH

Gluttony is a sin. So is sloth. Eating an entire bag of chips was not healthy. Sitting on the couch from dawn to dusk, only getting up to relieve yourself, was not good. But who listens to God these days anyways.

knock knock

‘Be right there!’ You yelled, hoping whomever was at the door could hear you and would wait until you had mentally prepared yourself to get up from your nest. You pressed pause of Golden Girls, placed your bag of gluttony on the table and brushed the remaining crumbs on your finger on your back thigh. Thankfully you showered this morning so whomever you greeted wouldn’t be welcomed with the smell of your tiredness. It was just one of those days where doing nothing was the most satisfying for the soul. Keeping the ripples of the sea of stress at bay, hoping that the storm wouldn’t take over.

Through the small peephole of the front door you saw an unfamiliar man with kool aid blue hair in a suit who was swaying his body as he waited to face the owner. ‘Jesus christ,’ you cursed under your breath, letting your hand slide over your face. Not Jehovah witnesses again. You had told them to not come back but when life serves no purpose we mainly cling to the unimportant aspects of life and let small parts become our worst traits.

You opened the door, dropping your droopy expression and replacing it with a hostile smile. Kindness: America’s number one trait making it an aggravating society.

‘Hi,’ you grinned at him, ‘not interested.’

The man blinked at you, wrinkles on his forehead reminding you of the ripples in your soul as he breathed out a laugh. ‘You don’t even know what I was going to say, Ma’am.’

‘Call it my gift.’

‘You must think I’m in some kind of cult,’ he smiled, ‘I can assure you I’m not. My name is Kai Anderson and I was hoping I could talk to you about my plans for this town so I might be able to persuade you into voting for me to become a member of the town council.’

‘Oh.’

‘Can I come in?’

‘I suppose…’ You were unsure but the thought of your pepper spray in the kitchen drawer made you feel safer, in case anything went wrong, so you resorted back to the smile you first gave him. ‘Of course. Come in…?’

‘Kai Anderson.’

‘Right, Kai. Can I call you Kai? I’m Y/n Blythe. You can call me Y/n. Oh my I am rambling,’

Kai came in as you stepped aside to open up the door for him. He kindly took off his shoes. A rule you had but hadn’t seen most Americans do. You looked back at him as you started to head to the kitchen to make sure you wouldn’t lose him. You immediately opened up the cupboard to grab a mug.

‘Tea or coffee?’

‘Coffee would be nice. Black please and thank you.’

‘No problem,’

‘I have to say,’ he placed his folded hands on top of the counter as he watched you get his coffee ready. ‘You are the first person in this neighbourhood to invite me in and to welcome me so kindly.’

You watched him as you grabbed another mug to make yourself a drink too.

‘Most think my ideas are too radical. Too oppressive. Too different. These people preach about change every day but when I give them a chance to vote for change they ignore me.It’s like these people get off on living in his prison courtyard they’ve created.’

‘So what are your goals, Kai?’ You took a sip of your piping hot drink after handing him his own. ‘To strengthen this town’s safety? God forbid this cluster of people need to be…polished.’

Kai’s face somewhat softened. ‘That’s exactly what I said…’

So when Kai talked about his idea you listened. To every word, to every detail. Kai was going to make this town safe again. And for some reason you couldn’t explain, you believed him. Every single word he said to you in the confidence of your own house, you believed.

‘By the hope you don’t mind me saying this but you are so beautiful and I would hate myself for not asking but am I able to take you out to a café this week ‘ He asked, his hazel eyes burning into your soul, making those ripples turn flat as he gazed at you like a had witnessed a deer in the wild. ‘I just, you’re really beautiful and kind and your beliefs about this town have drawn me to you,’ Kai had gaped at you the moment you had opened the door to him. Eyes shining in the sunlight; you looked like an angel. Perhaps an angel God had sent him to. Like he was supposed to find you. For him to find his own angel.

When you went on that date with Kai, it had turned into three more the following two weeks. He mentioned that he had a group of friends that are helping him with the campaign and the more he revealed about it, the closer you got to the truth, at least that is what you thought. It sounded like a cult whenever he rambled on about anything that involved these ‘friends’ and whether or not it was true, it was something you wanted to find out. It took Kai persistent asking and a little push to allow you to ultimately bring you to his house where for some reason you felt weirdly comfortable. The friends or members you came to know were Winter, his sister, Beverly, Ivy, Gary, Samuel, Meadow and Tex, who had been tending to Kai like servants since you had entered his house which instantly confirmed your suspicions. But it didn’t scare you away. A man able to convince the partly smart people had to confirm some sort of high intelligence and if Kai wanted to make you part of his team or not, in your heart you had already made up your mind: you wanted to join. What did you have left to lose? A life? Family? Job? Perhaps.But when does another opportunity like this present itself. To become infatuated with a dangerously powerful man? Never. Maybe you could change him if you truly wanted to but right now, he was perfect. You would become his angel and he’d be your cult leader.

‘Kai,’ you said as you all gathered across the couches, some of their heads tuning your way. ‘Can I ask you something?’

‘Of course, Y/n. Anything,’

‘Are you guys behind the murders that have been happening?’

Now every head turned your way. You could hear the outside wind blowing through the trees, uneven breaths as you uttered your question. Why was it so shocking? They were the murderers. You knew it and sooner or later someone else would’ve found out.

‘It’s fine if you are. You don’t have to deny it.’ You saidly, letting out a small chuckle. ‘I saw a clown costume stashed on the couch and I saw one of them go into Chang's house.’

You saw Meadow stare at the ground. Must’ve been her. Kai looked back at the costume you had nudged your eyes at and confirmed it was Meadows when he gave her a cold stare she didn’t notice.

‘Why?’ Kai turned his head back to look at you with a weirdly twisted smile that made your stomach churn. ‘Do you like that we kill people? Does that excite you?’

‘Honestly I like it and yes. I mean I was attracted to you before but now I really fucking like you,’

His eyebrows softened as you said your words.

‘Can I come and watch a killing?’

Kai had given the others a look to which they all started moving towards the stairs, further confirming the authority he had over them. In a matter of seconds the basement was empty and his presence within the walls grew dramatically. Like smoke he expanded into every crevice of the room, hovering over you like poisonous gas that crept into every cell of your body. Watching your every move like he was a deity. ‘You want to watch a killing?’

‘Yes.’ You replied.

‘What if you were to pick out the person to be killed?’

‘I think I’d like that even more,’ you could feel a tinge of warmth collect on the apples of your cheeks, avoiding eye contact as Kai’s eyes held the most sinful stare you had seen.

‘Who?’

You looked up from between your eyebrows, ‘My ex-boyfriend,’ you started already seeing Kai’s nostrils flare with jealousy. ‘Cheated on me when I gave him nothing but the woman I thought he deserved. Now he deserves to die.’

Kai came awfully close, a chill taking over your body as he placed his large hands on your arms with a firm grip. Tighter than normal; possessive, like a hunter holding its fragile prey. ‘Tonight. Meet us here at 11pm and I swear you will get your revenge, little angel.’ Lust protruded between your frames, like hot heavy steam that fogged up your glasses if you go too close, but went back when you stepped back trying to calm your nerves. Like a priest in a confessional booth he made you nervous. Like he could see into the most intimate parts of your soul; feel you; see you like no one could. The way his voice penetrated your ears telling you what to do. Siren-like commands that you had complete control over yet wanted to treat him like your leader.

Later that evening when you returned back to Kai’s house, you saw everyone dressed in the clown costumes you had seen entering and exiting the Chang’s house only now there were less red stains than before. Meadow lifted up a black trash back with a fading smile. ‘Kai only gave me a few hours' notice. Hope it fits.’ You opened the bag to find a sort of skirt and top with pink and black stripes with a mask that reminded you of a scarier version of a childhood clown you had once encountered at an amusement park where you momentarily got separated from your parents leaving you terrified and vulnerable. Getting changed went by quick and by them time you had gotten into your new outfit, Winter hd already started the van so that as soon as you entered the back of the vehicle, Winter started driving down similar streets you took whilst dating the boy who was in for a sweet treat tonight. Kai kept eyeing you the entire time. Maybe he tried to find a momentary weakness; a flinch of regret, anything he deemed not worthy, but he never found an ounce of repression, only the focus of a woman who knew exactly what and how she was going to do it. The walk to your ex’s house was filled with a relaxing quietness. The calm before the adrenaline would rush through your veins ready to lift you to the clouds as you took in the feeling of satisfaction. The lights were on in his bedroom, the room you had found him in inches deep in the girl you had thought to be your friend at the time. The door creaked almost too loud as Samuel pried open the door with a bolt, waving the rest of the group towards him as he checked the inside of the kitchen. Samuel let you lead the way with the floor plans ingrained into your mind as you had the others on your trail awaiting you to let them know when you stood outside his door. Marshall—said ex-boyfriend was blasting old rap music so you knew he was showering. He said the shower provided him with the need to rap and listen to old hip hop. One of his quirks you had learned to love but now loathed. With the song changing to Eminem’s discography, the music you sang together later to find him fucking her to Evil Seed brought up a fire in your stomach ready to unleash. Kai came up behind you and placed his hand on your shoulder telling you to go in. Feeling a bump of confidence, you opened the door and walked across his room to where his bathroom door stood shut. You decided to not wear the mask Meadow had given you to let Marshall feel calm before real intentions were laid before him.

You opened the door, Marshall’s shower steam covering his body behind the glass, eyes shut, mouth moving to the songs. You walked over slowly, yet he never noticed anything until you had said Hello, inches away from him. Marshall jumped back almost losing balance, wide eyes and raised eyebrows relaxing when he realised it was you, a faint chuckled escaping him as he reached for the music box to turn down the music.

‘What are you doing here?’ He asked nicely, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

‘I missed you.’

‘You left me.’

‘I know. I think it was a mistake.’

He didn’t answer.

‘I wasn’t good enough and should’ve been better so that you wouldn’t have to look for the missing part of me in other women. My fault for not being good enough.’

‘You really want to get back together?’

‘Yes,’ you came closer, reaching for his cock to palm him. He lifted his head, lip quivering as he fought to keep his eyes open. He lowered his head to say something by the way he had opened his mouth but when he opened his eyes again, his knotted eyebrows staring past you had made you aware that the others must’ve been behind you by now.

‘Who are they?’

‘My friends.’ You continued to pump his cock, giving you complete control over him with a single motion. You could feel Kai’s eyes slicing into your back but it didn’t matter. You weren’t enjoying stroking his cock because you wanted him, all you needed was control and for a man irresistible to a handjob it was the perfect weapon to be used. ‘They’re here to help me.’

‘With what?’

‘To kill you.’

‘What.’

‘You hurt me, Marshall. You tossed me aside and fucked another woman. You broke my heart.’ Your grip tightened around him, the pressure inching him closer to coming. ‘Now I have to do the same. To move on.’

‘What—What the fuck are you on about, Y/n.’ He tried to push you away but you pulled him closer with a tug. ‘Get out.’

‘No.’

‘Leave or I’ll call the fucking cops.’

‘Fine,’ you said. ‘Can I take what’s mine at least?’ You stared past the others into the old room you were sure still had a few of your items you had forgotten about.

‘Sure but after I want you to fucking leave.’

‘Okay.’ You smiled.

A low-pitched scream filled the bathroom door as you stared at Marshall whose eyes rolled into the back of his head, hand flying to his front only to find his cock in your hands, red dripping from both of you as you threw it over your shoulder. ‘I’ll take the rest of you with me.’

After you had gotten your revenge on Marshall, you stood around him in a circle, covered in blood splatters and sweat pearls.

‘That was the most beautiful thing I have ever done and seen.’ You breathed, catching your breath as you stared at the bloody sight.

Kai stared at you with heart eyes. He could’ve gotten down on one knee that second and asked you to marry him but the thought of you palming Marshall less than twenty minutes ago had made his eyes go dark, a wave of anger and jealousy consuming him entirely as he stormed off downstairs. You immediately followed him to see him slide off his clown head, baby hairs sticking to his temples, nostrils flaring like they had before at his home. He was angry.

‘Why did you do that?’ He growled.

‘I did it because Marshall cannot say or do anything when his cock feels good. I wanted to control him one last time. Why? Did it make you jealous?’

‘Yes it fucking did?’ He bellowed, spit coming from his mouth as he strutt towards you, pushing you into the wall, his hand around your throat as he came dangerously close. ‘You tell me you basically like me and then touch another man’s cock. Are you a whore? Why did you do it!’

‘Would it make you feel better if I touched you now?’

‘Don’t play with me.’ He snarled, his grip on your throat now so tight you could feel the air thinning. ‘You’re mine.’

‘I know.’

‘Say it!’

‘I’m yours.’

‘And don’t you forget it.’ He pulled you to his lips by your throat, releasing the pressure that had bound you to half breaths.

He was your leader and you were his angel. In the end it was him and you. Only a love that you could understand and that was fine because you didn’t want to share any part of him anyway.

[hearteyespierce]

tl;dr — unemployment woes, job hunting and existing as a disabled person sucks. i am open for art commissions and a post is coming soon, but feel free to dm me if you are interested! + status of my latest queer pulp novel cover redraw wip at the end as tax

being unemployed in 2024/2025 sucks, the job market is the worst for workers it’s ever been. i’ve applied to hundreds of jobs the last several months and i even do what all the recruiters on linked in say you need to do of “make a custom tailored resume and cover letter for every job you apply for 😇”/threat.

i make sure i use as many keywords from the job descriptions as possible and even run my resumes/cover letters through ATS scanners and always get around a ~90%+ match to the job description (what is considered a “great” score is apparently 80-85%), and still nothing! My applications are better than they’ve ever been but never has even getting an interview been so difficult.

i applied to a job that i have ten years of experience for in that exact role and they didn’t even want to talk to me — I got a form rejection email. That one was devastating.

and yeah, literally the worst part of all of this is that i’ve been forced to actually use linkedin as an actual social media app instead of just slapping my resume up there and ignoring it as god intended. every day i go online and see the worst takes of all time. i have found some genuinely good people and good opportunities (really hoping the one i’m pursuing right now, it would be so amazing and feel like a gift tbh to be offered this job) but the whole unemployment grind is so soul crushing.

i’ve barely had time to talk to any one who isn’t my partner who lives with me bc i’m using all my battery to try to find a job and try to build a website + portfolio for my art bc unemployment runs out next month so if something doesn’t work out i’m going to need to figure out something. i already lost my health insurance and can’t afford marketplace so i’m just rawdogging it rn as a disabled/chronically ill person, so that’s fun 🙃

but yeah, if you read this far, i am open for commissions — i have a post ready to go, I just need to wait a few days to post it publicly bc one of the examples on it is a surprise gift I did for someone and it’s in the mail to them right now. but if you’re interested, dm me or email killerxqueer@gmail.com and I’ll send you the graphics/info!

and, as promised: remember this pulp cover that was making the rounds LAST january?? yeah i sketched this back then and then. never finished it 😅 but i started painting it a day or two ago and i’m so thrilled with how it’s coming out!

[adoremexxs]

OKOK this took me a lot of courage to request tbh since like idk it just seems embarrassing, anyways could you maybe do an Aizetsu x reader who looks very intimidating but is actually a big softie😔? Also I genuinely don’t mind if you don’t do this and ik you have a lot of requests now and with school coming up and etc so make sure to take some breaks 👿👿

it is not embarrassing! this idea is so cute! and thank you for being so considerate 😭 i start school in a few days and my life is usually busy so i’ll try to do all the requests i can. and i didn’t know if u wanted it modern, demon verse or whtv so i just chose modern if you don’t mind. i also rushed to do this bc i’m so busy.

Aizetsu was terrified of you when you first came to his class.

You were incredibly intimidating and you scared him!

He’s 6’4 and built and yet he is scared of you! It’s actually common for him to be scared of people. But you had him shaking in his boots.

Whenever you were assigned to sit next to HIM, oh boy. He was petrified and wanted to hide from you.

You sat down next to him. You didn’t really talk. You were shy, especially with going to a new school. Aizetsu had been fumbling with his necklaces and earrings, anything he could readjust and make himself look more presentable to you.

But you ended up talking to him because you guys had to be partners for a project.

Aizetsu realized that you were so terrifying sweet.

You always gave him praise.

“Good job, Aizetsu.” “Wow, you’re incredibly smart.” “You look amazing today, Aizetsu.” “Oh! You like bunnies? Me too. I wish I could see your pet bunny!” “Gosh, your eyes are gorgeous today.” “But then again, they already are gorgeous.”

What he didn’t realize is that you were flirting with him a bit. You realized that Aizetsu SUCKS at picking up hints.

Like you want to go out with him. He’s gorgeous. He’s quiet, gorgeous, tall, tan, blue eyes, his hair is GORGEOUS, everything about him is perfect. And you want him! And you get what you want!

You just had to plan it perfectly.

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.

.

You started giving gifts to him. At first…Aizetsu thought you were trying to kill him or like bribe him into doing something for you…

He still thinks this whenever you give him gifts.

Then you started complimenting him. Now Aizetsu definitely thinks you are trying to bribe him. You’re way too intimidating to actually like him! Right?

You started to scare him even more though that’s not what you were trying to do.

Eventually you just gave him a note because your attempts sucked! And he refused to believe that you actually liked him he just couldn’t tell.

So you told him to meet you under the cherry blossom tree giving yandere simulator.

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.

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Aizetsu thought you were going to put him up. He legitimately had prepared himself to get beat up.

What he didn’t expect was you to shove flowers in his face. Aizetsu was incredibly surprised.

“U-Uhm…(Y/N)? What’s this?”

You were all shy now, fumbling with anything you could.

“Flowers…For you.”

Aizetsu was so surprised. He didn’t mean to accidentally shed a few tears but he did.

“Listen, I like you so much, Aizetsu. I tried to praise you, compliment you, give you gifts. I enjoy your presence and everything. I want to be with you. Show you how love feels. I know that you haven’t had a good life, I’ve heard from people. I want to make you feel loved and I want to spoil you with affection and anything you want. So please, Aizetsu, go out with me!”

Oh jeez. Your whole face was redder than Sekido’s eyes. You were flustered. Scared. Until Aizetsu hugged you so tightly, wetting your shoulder with his tears.

“Of course, (Y/N)! I’m so dense! I’m so sorry! I’m so so so so sorry!” He sobs into your shoulder, “Of course, I’ll go out with you!”

I think we all know what happened later.

You took him on a nice and romantic date! Duh! Karaku was so jealous!

[xo-zozo]

Hi, can I request averyjameson while avery is pregnant or during her babies birth or smth x

i’ve already done that here but it was in my short headcannons era so i’ll do some more for you! also i’m just gonna call the baby a she because jameson’s a girl dad and it makes sense

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first of all, i think that jameson would be IN love with this baby even before it was born

like he would always try talking to her so that she would know his voice

he’s the most encouraging husband during her birth (even though he secretly wants to throw up)

as soon as they find out that avery is pregnant she immediately wants to tell everyone that they know

they tell everyone in a really cute special way that’s like personal to that person

like to tell all of jameson’s brothers it’s a riddle that they all solve at like the same time before they start sobbing

avery gets really excited about names and is always suggesting stuff to jameson

jameson reads all of the parenting books just so that he’s prepared

my opinion but avery would be the prettiest pregnant woman ever

jameson is secretly worried about having a kid because he didn’t grown up with a father to set an example for him

they have a really big gender reveal party and avery is the one who guesses it right

jameson is always under the impression that if she does anything while pregnant she’s gonna get hurt so he always makes sure to check on her

the probably both cry when the baby is born (and so does anyone else in the room tbh)

he always buys here gift baskets to make her feel better (or baby clothes because like who dosen’t like baby clothes)

he’s also the one who provides for all of her weird craving that i men

they always joke back and forth about who’s the favorite parent before she’s even born

he’s the one who deals with all of her hormonal mood swings (WHICH I KNOW SHE HAS)

music is one of the things that soothe the babies kicking so they’re always trying to guess on who her favorite artist is

its something random like tyler the creator (honestly real)

the nursery they set up is super cute

sometimes they sit in the nursery together and talk about their future and stuff

ALSO THE NURSERY WOULD BE SOMETHING LIKE THIS BUT LIKE WITH MORE GREENS AND BLUES AND STUFF

[extremlynerdyfairy]

Someone call me Dimension 20’s MatPat, cause I have some INSANE theories to share!!

‼️⚠️Spoilers for Fantasy High: Junior Year (Mostly Ep. 13 and back)⚠️‼️

❤️‍🔥🔮🌹Theory #1🌹🔮❤️‍🔥:

Cassandra is in the court of stars?!

When Adaine goes to the court of stars, I found something peculiar in Brennan’s description of the interior of the place. He mentions how in the center of the room, there’s a MASSIVE rose that is surrounded by shimmering, indigo-purple energy. Who in this entire franchise has been associated with those colors and Brennan ALWAYS described their magic/aura having that same vibe?

CASSANDRA!!!

WHAT IF the timeless rose in the court of stars is one of the few remaining items that has some of Cassandra’s essence?

But that’s not the end of it. The rose is described a huge rose, right? You could even say it’s GIANT sized. If my phrasing wasn’t obvious enough, I think the rose might’ve had a deeper meaning/connection for both Ankarna and Cassandra. I googled it, and it’s said that roses usually bloom around early spring and late autumn. This means that PEAK rose blooming season could possibly be summer. Ankarna’s domain.

So there’s a possibility (or better said a hunch) that a possible old gift amongst these two forgotten and corrupted deities is in Fallinel. But considering the fact that a monument about the wedding is in Fallinel, I wouldn’t be surprise if the flower in question is what remains of a bridal bouquet (roses are traditionally associated with love and are a popular bouquet options for weddings…👀). But we’ll see if anything will from this crazy observation of mine.

👹🔥👨‍👩‍👧Theory #2👨‍👩‍👧🔥👹:

Who’s Fig’s REAL daddy, really?

I know this might seem like a bit, but I think it’s one worth thinking about. Usually Tieflings are just descendants of one mortal being and an infernal being. To my knowledge (and I encourage any DND buffs to fact check me on this), Tieflings can pop-up in a family tree as long as ONE of the bio parents has infernal blood or ancestry in them.

Now, why does this have to do with Fig’s bloodline? Gilear even stated in sophomore year that him and Sandra Lynn weren’t having bedroom fun before fig came along. Well I’ll bring you this question as a rebuttal: If Gilear was always aware to some degree about Fig not being his, how did Sandra Lynn get away with that lie for MANY years?

My theory is that Sandra Lynn originally didn’t know WHO fathered Fig since (and I’m just spit balling here) she probably had adult fun with Gilear shortly after Gortholax (probably due to guilt and making sure Gilear didn’t catch on to the cheating) and basically decided to wing it and after Fig started growing her horns didn’t hesitate to consider Gortholax the father. BUT WHAT ABOUT GILEAR’S DEMONIC BLOODLINE?! We recent learned Gilear is a descendant of Backur and we know that the curse attached to the Feith family is past on to the eldest of the family to the oldest of their children.

What if Gilear IS Fig’s bio dad AND that Fig being a Tiefling was because of Gilear being a descendant of Backur?!

Tbh this is a theory I’m only 65% sold on, since I’m not sure my DND knowledge is correct or if Brennan’s world even operates under those same rules. But it’s fun to think about.

🐀🤓😈Theory #3😈🤓🐀:

Kipperlilly, the rat grinders, and Ankarna?!

I know that the season is leading up to a final confrontation between both of these adventuring parties, but here’s the fun question to ask:

WHY? Why the FUCK are these nerds SO determined to have the Bad Kids eat shit?

Very simple answer. Conquests. ✨ACADEMIC✨ Conquest. We know the rat grinders are basically exp farmers and (in many ways) are dark parallels to many of the Bad Kids own party members (Buddy and Kristen, Ruben and Fig, Oshin and Adaine, etc.). And we’ve seen how salty they are (Cunt-head Bitch face, especially) at how the Bad Kids (despite many of them not taking their academics seriously) are able to achieve things the Rat Grinders think THEY deserve. And who was recently revealed as a goddess of Conquest? Ankarna.

But HOW would the Rat Grinder’s know about Ankarna?! Well… remember Lucy?

Lucy’s death is very much hinted to be caused by the other members of her party (tho, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s revealed that it was someone else, most likely Kalina). But WHY did Lucy die?!

What if Lucy was trying to pull a similar stunt that Kristen pulled in sophomore year? After all we know Lucy wanted to switch gods and the name on the paper for that switch within the school was blank. Kinda like the god’s name wasn’t found or couldn’t be said…like Ankarna. I 1,000% believe that Lucy was trying to bring the uncorrupted version of Ankarna back (similar to how Kristen brought Cassandra back from her Nightmare King form). How she found out about Ankarna is a whole entire debate (maybe from her original goddess or through research, we’ll find out what more episodes released) but we are left with one MASSIVE question:

WHY DID THE RAT GRINDERS KILL LUCY?! What could they possibly gain from killing their friend?! Well…what if the rat grinders didn’t want Ankarna uncorrupted?

Afterall, Ankarna’s corrupted domain (that of conquest, rage, and dominating over others) fits better with Kipperlilly’s need to be the best at the school. I wouldn’t be surprised if the rat grinders’ end goal is to use Ankarna’s corrupted domain to help them (mostly Kipperlilly) win the elections.

After all, Cunt-head Bitch-Face did make it VERY clear from the beginning that her goal is to see the Bad Kids get what they deserve (which is expulsion) for their lack of academic integrity; and, for her party (the group that has been doing things by the book this entire time) to get what THEY deserve. Absolute power over the school.

Those are all my theories! PLEASE share your thoughts. And remember, it’s Just a theory… A DIMENSION 20 THEORY!!!

(Note: I went back and fleshed out a bit more theory #3 because I was writing it at 2am and forgot to add a few of the important details of that theory 😅)

[infernalodie]

𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 & 𝐬𝐞𝐱 || 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎'𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚

“𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥“

Inspo: EMELINE - flowers & sex

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Gn!Reader

Summary: A mixed concoction for pleasure...

Warnings: Smut, bondage, vibrator, drugs (non-lethal), praise kink, dacryphilia and just some animalistic fucking.

a/n: kinda just random tbh. if its shit, my bad. i kinda just rushed it and filled in spots, so it for sure isn’t perfect.

Words: 1966

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

“Why can’t you be like this all the time?” There was a clear layer of humour in your words. The mockery that you made Miguel be submitted to. Genuinely, you were enjoying yourself.

Not many knew of this beautiful side of Miguel. Tied up, forced to his knees and completely bare for anyone curious about the choked whines heard inside the small office in his Spider-Society. A vibrator was attached to his twitching cock. The fiery red tip leaking pre cum caused a tiny puddle to form between his legs. A strap from the back of his head formed around and met a piece of wood that was forced between his teeth. Causing drool to slip from the corner of his mouth and display his sharp teeth.

He was as pliant as always. Yet, it never ceased to amaze you how someone to control driven would be on his knees, whimpering like a puppy, for you.

You met Miguel after Hobie had brought you into the fold when dealing with a villain that pierced into your reality. And when you met the Big Boss, you were not impressed. He was arrogant. He hated when someone protested against his decisions and he hated the fact that you fell under the criteria of everything he despised. 

Yet, here he was.

It wasn’t ideal that today would’ve dissolved into this. He had work to do. But seeing you ignore his complete existence during the mission debriefing, he couldn’t help himself. He hated seeking some sort of approval from you. But when he did receive it–when you were willing to praise him. “Good job, baby,” he fell under the umbrella of your love and he prayed to hear more.

He could break free from the webbing if he really wanted to. But hearing you whisper filthy things in his ears or the idea of someone so small compared to him making him feel minuscule under your painful pleasure was too good to pass up.

In front of him, you stood leaning against the edge of a table in his office. Your head tilted and eyes scanning his body with a sense of amusement and pride. He knew you liked holding these moments against him. Bringing them into a disagreement and shutting him up in an instant. But he also knew there was a mixture of love in your eyes. There would always be love.

“I have a gift for you, Mig,” you announced, smiling mischievously at the man. His teary eyes stared up at you with a hint of fear and excitement. You reach behind you, grabbing at his injector and a vile. Much like the Rapture ones, the contents had a red liquid inside instead of green. “Do you want to know what it is, sweetheart?”

His muffled words made you grin, sliding the vile into the injector and hearing it click. Pushing away from the table with a smile as you said, “I tweaked your Rapture serum. Think of it as something that brings your truest desires to the surface,” you explained, walking around his quivering body. Miguel wished to see what you were doing, but he felt one of your hands cover his eyes and force his head back–Pressing the needle to the pulse point on his neck and chuckling. “I’m going to break you, Miguel. I’ll inject you with all the viles until you’re begging me to stop. Crying and quivering for me.”

And before he could even protest, the needle pierced his skin. It pulled a grunt from Miguel’s throat and for a moment there was a pinch of pain. It subsided with a deep high taking its place before an almost animalistic entity took control of his mind. He was very present, but his scent had intensified, the constant vibrations echoing through his cock grew and the sound of your soft breathing could be heard. Feeling like he reverting to his natural state of desire. Hips bucking with the need to be inside you–Your mouth or tight hole that was made for him.

“Different, huh?” You asked, a hint of a smile in your words. Every bit of Miguel shifted and adapted to the serum. His skin was burning up more than it had been before. Cheeks brightened in their tint of a blush and his breaths were laboured with faint growls ripping from his throat. The inside of your pants was drenched, giving you some sort of justification to strip. Leading you to unbuckling your pants and peeling them off; leaving you in one of his shirts that draped your figure.

Sliding down to your knees, you pressed your front to his back, smiling at the desperate growls that fell from his lips. Legs twitching in an attempt to shut. But he was stopped by your hands planting on his thighs, peeling them open wider.“I had MJ test it with Peter B Parker. Safe to say that she suggested I make more.” Your hands scrolled up the side of his torso, hands wrapping around to run over his sensitive nipples.

Each move was sleek and methodical. Only poking the feral being that continued to buck his hips in desperation of reaching his high. And with a thoughtful look on your face, your hands pinked his pebbled nipples for a split moment before they slid down to his dripping cock. Slowly stroking it, pulling a groan from the man who fucked your hand.

The desperate sounds falling from his mouth were adorable. Same with the drool that seemed to slip from his parted lips. His mouth salivating from what you guessed was the scent of your blood and the need to cum.

MJ had gone through all the symptoms she had been able to “notice” when she used it on Peter. You knew that it would be different for everyone, but from all the things MJ said, it seemed to intensify with Miguel’s powers. His need for your blood. The ache between his legs becoming more strong. And every word or touch you pressed upon his senses were doubled.

It showed by his head reclining back into your shoulder. Hips stuttered with their inconsistent rhythm that you aided him through with quick pumps of your hand. He could feel your lips against his shoulder, curled in a grin at the sight of him so needy.

And soon enough, he moaned, body trembling with the only indication of his finish coming from his muscle flexing against you.

“Fuck yes, Miguel. Come on, sweetheart. Cum for me, please!” You stroked his cock rapidly, tongue peeking from between your lips and pressing against the bruise where the injector pierced. Miguel was a crying and whimpering mess, hips bucking relentlessly as his teeth bit down harder around the wood.

A deafening crack sounded the instant thick ropes of cum spilled across the floor. And when you least expected it, you felt the fabric of the muzzle drift across your cheek and the webbing you had secured around his limbs let out a deafening snap. One thing you had always underestimated was Miguel’s speed. Even in combat or just traversal through certain universes, he was fast. So, when you suddenly felt your body be tossed onto the table harshly in the blink of an eye, you shouldn’t have been surprised.

But what took your breath away was his cock, which still had the vibrator attached to him, slid inside of you with a ruthless thrust. It made your hands snap up to his chest, eyes wide, and breath strangled. Miguel grabbed your hands and slammed them to be held above your head. Pounding into your tight hole with no control or sense of mercy in mind.

His fangs didn’t hold back from piercing your shoulder, a deep groan rippling through his chest. You moaned, gasping for air as you slapped his chest, nails digging into his suit. “M-Miguel-!” His hips sharply slammed into yours, the buzzing of the vibrator and ropes of his cum filling you sending you over the edge. Finding balance and grounding with your hands tugging and gripping the roots of his hair whilst his claws cut into your sides. Legs curling around his waist as you orgasm.

There were a few moments where Miguel regained his breathing, the drug slowly wearing off as he looked up at you tiredly. But the moment he did, he felt the needle pierce his skin. His mind reverted to its predatory state.

But before he lost full control, he saw you take a vile and inject it into your own neck. Hands trembling with the device slipping from your grasp. He wanted to reach forward and see if you were okay, but it hardly mattered when he saw your entire attitude shift. A wicked grin formed on your lips as you tightened your hold around his waist. Forcing his cock to bottom out inside of you. His thick white cream dripped from your fluttering hole and created a sinful ring around the base of his cock. Smearing across his length.

“Don’t disappoint me, Miguel.”

Hours had seemed to slip past the both of you. Your body ached and vibrated with pleasure while Miguel was shaking between your legs which locked him in position. How could something so good be so fucking good? There was no answer to the question as his cocked throbbed in agony from the countless times he’d pounded your tight hole. And each time he came, another shot of that liquid was sent into his bloodstream. Sending him into another tirade to claim you.

You lay on the table, panting with your hands threaded through your hair. A hint of a smile danced across your swollen lips as you looked up at your boyfriend through half-lidded eyes. He had tears streaming down his cheeks, doing his best to hide the sob that dared to escape.

It was humiliating.

And you loved it.

So, when he saw you grab the injector, he wept harder and shook his head. “Please, Miel. No. No, no, no, no.” You ignored his pleas, pressing the barrel to his skin.

But you paused, tilting your head at the man. “What did I tell you, Miguel?”

Your inquiry was just above a soft whisper. Its essence is filled with warmth, but a sense of unfulfillment is mixed. He didn’t want to disappoint. He didn’t want you to ignore him. And although it hurt to continue, if it meant you told him he did amazing, then he would continue.

Exhaling shakily, the man licked his lips. Tasting the salty tears on his tongue. “J-Just, please. Please, let me breathe for a second.”

You allowed the injector to fall from his skin slowly despite your want to torture him. Allowing him that even little bit more room to regain his bearings. Allowing your freehand to sweep a few of his rogue strands of hair out of his face. Thumb softly brushed across his cheek, wiping the tears from his face.

These were the few moments that he loved dearly. When he got to be the subject of your warmth and love. Outside of sex, there weren’t many moments the two of you could share like this. The risk of the others finding out or the clear favouritism he had for you would disrupt the balance the two of you formulated.

Swallowing the cement in his throat, he nodded. “Ok, I’m good.”

You bit your bottom lip, softly pressing the injector to his neck. “I think I’ll have to do more tests. Maybe I can make something that could make me your free toy.” The way his eyes brightened at the prospect made you laugh. His weak and abused cock twitched inside you, pulling a groan from between your lips. “I guess that’s a yes.”