#and even then i think this is the only oc request i'll accept

[cloudcountry]

CONGRATS AUBURN!!! everyone is going through such an amazing milestone; so happy for you all! remember to take breaks in between, okay?? don't push yourself too hard <3

may i request rook hunt x my oc, siren? there's not much known about her, since she's not released yet, but she's a siren (ik im so good lmao) and really calm. she's the quiet to rook's behavior, yet she is sometimes really really like azul.

can this take place after rook's first date with her? the date can be totally up to you, i know you'll make it amazing as always!!!

<3 siren

my dearly beloved, i hope you enjoyed our outing.

you’re quite a dangerous one, getting me to talk of things i wouldn’t normally talk about. perhaps its that supernatural allure to yours, lovely siren of mine.

your song is made up of more than the love notes meant to lure sailors to their deaths. it’s made up of more than superficial longing and worldly pleasures. what i heard in your voice can only be described by the greatest of poets, but i am just a humble admirer of your beauty.

i heard flowers and sweet pastries in your song. i heard sunlit days and pounding heart beats and gentle kisses. i felt the wind and waves of the world around us in your song, made up of all things lovely and divine.

you are an ethereal experience.

i implore you to write back and tell me how you believe the date went. for i am desperate to hear your voice and see you again.

after the first outing with you, i doubt i will be able to ever let you go.

your most loyal servant,

rook hunt.

[thelurchinghound]

ftm reader getting fucked by two monsters shoving their knots deep in his little cunt whiile hes tied up and just takes it

[Request info] - [Navigation]

Gender: FTM reader

Kinks/Warnings: Non-con/Dub-con(?), knotting, DP (double penetration), Dacryphilia, Teratophilia, Words like cunt, pussy, clit, etc used for reader. Hinted at werewolf monsters but I left it vague.

A/n: BRUH, I love this request, again I left the monsters up to the reader but I was thinking of my werewolf pack ocs. It took a little longer than I thought it would but it's fine. Kinda rushed at the end!

| OC(s) used: Monroe & Quinn | Words: 453 | Proofread by @bunnyscone | NSFW |

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"There you go, baby boy."

Monroe forced his cock farther into your pussy, stretching it out even more. A groan slipped from his maw, his tongue darting out to lick at your perky nipples. A small cry leaving your lips from the intrusion in your pussy.

"Can you hurry it up?" Quinn growled out, his claws digging into your plush thigh skin. Small red lines form in the trail of them. His cock throbs with need against your thigh, a knot at the base of his cock already swelling up, and he hasn't even started fucking you yet.

"No, I'll take however long I want to savior our little guest here." Monroe quips back, glowering down at Quinn. The two beasts start bickering back and forth, all while you are unhurriedly thrust into by Monroe. They sounded like two brothers arguing over a toy. Quinn was lying under you, your back to his chest, Monroe above you, tugging at one of Quinn's pointy ears.

Each thrust was slow and gentle, a surprise for how big and burly the monster was. Monroe's giant clawed hands hold onto the ropes that had you tied up, unable to move. You could do nothing against Monroe's ministrations or when Quinn slid his hand down to your pussy. His thumb started to rub your sensitive bud while the bigger man still thrust into you. Quinn's other hand holds open your trembling thighs from his place under you, chuckling slightly when your back arches off him.

"You said that last time with the last human!" 

That exclamation only got an eye-roll from Monroe, his sharp claws drilling further into the plush skin of your thighs. An annoyed grunt coming from on top of you. "God, you are insufferable. Like a yapping chihuahua that won't shut up." 

After a few minutes of the two going back and forth arguing about fucking you, Monroe ultimately relents. "Fine, fine! Whatever!" He says in a rolling growl, moving to spread open your thighs for Quinn. The smaller beast positioned his cock right at your stretched entrance, though, unlike Monroe, he doesn't push in slowly. Like an excited pup, he thrusts himself in. You were already stretched from Monroe's cock, but now with both cocks inside your dripping cunt it felt like you could've been split open. Their knots pressed together as they started to thrust. At first, it was graceless, but gradually, they got a rhythm down. 

Their thrust started getting harder, knots slipping in with every push in and out. The cave around them filled with grunts and moans of pleasure as the two beasts ravaged your tight cunt. Until they finally spilled inside you, their fat knots locking their cum inside.

[pyrodolls]

superfan! yandere oc x popstar! reader (yandere alphabet)

warnings: a little nsfw, mentions of murder and violence, kidnapping, breaking and entering, stalking, depression, masochistic yandere, kinda worshipper yandere, some mentions of "offing" himself, mentions of death and starvation, established relationship, lowercase intended, not proofread, reader is gender neutral, i do not condone yanderes irl.

a/n: i was gonna do a request but uhhh i felt lazy. i'll make an alphabet for victor next cuz i feel bad for not writing him. plus i'm gonna try to make a masterlist soon so yippee! (also i apologize to all my non-yandere-enjoying followers that like my mortal kombat works, i'll get back to those someday. i just look back on my old works and cringe. i really dislike all my stuff from 2023.)

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

bayani loves you with all his heart. he is often overbearing and obsessive, treating you like you're the only thing that matters. he is always fussing over you and making sure you're okay. he constantly asks you how your day has been, if you've eaten yet, if there's anything he can do for you, etc. he is your little servant. please make him feel useful. please let him help you. his only purpose is to entertain and satisfy you in any way he can. whether you want him to cuddle and kiss you often, or you want him to cook and clean for you, whatever you want. he doesn't have a particular love language. even if he did, he would change it to cater to your taste.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

bayani believes violence is not the answer. he does not want to hurt anyone. but if it's for your safety, or if you order him to hurt or even kill someone, he would reluctantly do it. as much as he denounces violence, he cannot find it in his heart to disobey you. even if it is someone he knows, he'll do it for you. because if you think they should be dead, then you must be correct. bayani believes you can do no wrong, so he must act on your orders.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

bayani would not abduct you. he would never do anything that would hurt your feelings. as much as he gets off on being physically tortured and verbally berated by you, he cannot imagine a world where you dislike him or hate him in any way. he would never kidnap you. besides, even if he wanted to kidnap you, his apartment is too shitty to keep you there, and he wants you to live a life of luxury.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

bayani would absolutely not do anything against your will. he is nothing but your servant, and your fan. he does anything you want him to. he could never go against your will.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

bayani is yours. he has put his whole heart out for you ever since he first saw you. from being your biggest fan, to stalker, to boyfriend. since day one he has been (mostly) open and vulnerable.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

bayani would absolutely be turned on by your rage. kick him, spit on him, etc... the bulge in his pants would just grow harder and harder. however, as much as he enjoys being used as your personal punching bag, he doesn't want you to hate him. if you hated him, he might as well throw himself off a cliff. why should he live if you don't accept him? if he's not enough for you? he dedicated his life to following everything you did as a popstar, to dating you and doing everything you asked him to. so if you ended up hating him after everything he did for you, he wouldn't know what to do with himself.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

it is not a game to bayani, not one bit. i can't see him kidnapping you at all, but if he did it would probably be for your safety. he would hate to see you so sad and desperate to leave. he'd try to give you whatever food or gifts you ask for, to distract you from trying to escape. it's for your own good, please don't cry and scream at him.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

as much as bayani respects you, he often forgets your boundaries. he would break into your bedroom and watch you sleep, steal your clothes, or watch you while you shower. no matter how many times you try to tell him you're uncomfortable with his behavior and wish to have some alone time, he'd always claim that he would "respect you from now on" but the next day he'd go back to his perverted ways.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

bayani is hoping to get married and live happily ever after with you. he doesn't see himself having kids, he'd prefer to keep all his time and attention on you for the rest of his life. as much as he supports your career and music, a part of him hopes you retire early so you can give him more attention. but if you want to keep up your career for a few more decades, that's okay with him too. whatever makes you happy, makes him happy.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

bayani rarely gets jealous. but when he does, it's concerning. when he sees you hug or compliment a fan, he understands it's not romantic. he doesn't really care about it at all. however, if he sees a fellow popstar being a little too close to you or flirting with you, he immediately worries about himself. what if you leave him? he isn't attractive, or talented, or rich. you could easily leave him for a fellow popstar. bayani wouldn't blame you at all, or the popstar flirting with you. he only ends up looking in the mirror and picking himself apart for hours, wondering why you decided to date him. after that, he ends up being even more clingy than he was. he is basically glued to your hip, and doing everything you ask of him. he compliments you more and tries to make himself seem more energetic and loving. he even looks up ways to make himself more desirable to you, and trying out obscure skin care routines and putting lifts in his shoes. he tries to make himself better for you so you wouldn't leave him.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

bayani's basically a dog at your beck and call. he sits near you with hearts in his eyes, ready to tend to your needs. he usually talks to you nonstop, yapping about something he saw on the internet you might like or a bug he saw on the sidewalk. of course he'd stop if you ask him to, but he's just so nervous around you! even after you start dating and he's no longer just a superfan, his little crush on you never fades away. he covers up his anxieties by talking about anything and everything. if you were to engage in his little yapping sessions, or even laugh at his jokes or agree with his opinions, he'd get extremely flustered and shy. he'd try his best to hide it, but his tomato red face would give it away.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

bayani wouldn't even try to ask you out. he thinks of himself as nothing but a broke, ugly, stalker guy in love with you and your career. he thinks you're way out of his league. you would have to be the one to notice him and strike up a conversation. even then, he'd evaporate the moment you lay your eyes on him. but the more you notice him at your shows and interact with him, you'd become friends and then you'd have to be the one to confess to him.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

bayani's true colors aren't too different from how he acts with others. he's truly a perverted, shy, stalker. his whole life, even in childhood, he was always shy and never really talked to anyone. he didn't have any friends, wasn't in any clubs and didn't go to a church of any sort, so he was always alone. of course, nobody knows he's a perverted stalker, but it's easy to tell he doesn't speak to anyone but you.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

bayani would never punish you. he thinks you can do no wrong. whether you simply lashed out at someone, or committed a crime, he would always be on your side. even if you were to lash out at him, he'd accept it. he would never blame you, only himself.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

bayani would never harm you in any way because of how much he loves and worships you. he'd never take anything away from you.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

bayani would do anything for you, so of course he'd be very patient with you.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

bayani would not be able to live without you. if you left him, he would understand, but be heartbroken. but if you died, he would immediately lock himself in his apartment and refuse to eat or drink anything, and soon succumb to his own death. a life without you is a life he cannot live.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

bayani, again, would not kidnap you. if he did, i can imagine he would feel severely guilty about it. he hates seeing you in pain. if you're in pain, so is he. he would let you go as soon as he knows it's safe for you. hell, he'd want you to be free more than you do.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

like i mentioned before, bayani had a very lonely childhood. his parents weren't present, he had no friends or siblings, so he was left all alone. even when he graduated highschool and was left to live alone with a shitty job, he was still antisocial and had quite a dull life for a few years. that's how he discovered you. he never knew what it was like to love or be loved until he saw you and heard your music for the first time. your performances were a safe place to him. your lyrics were like a warm hug to him. you saved him from his miserable life. he started dedicating his life to you since you were the first person he truly cared about.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

bayani hates to see you in pain. he wishes he could take it all away for you. that's why he's so attentive to your needs, in hopes that he'll never have to see you cry or hear your screams in pain.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

unlike the classic, stereotypical yandere, bayani does not want to inflict harm on anyone unless he has to, and he's a lot clumsier than a usual yandere. he does not want to kill or hurt anyone, but if you really wanted him to, he would. but there's no guarantee that it'll go well, considering how clumsy he is. but he's trying, for you!

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

bayani is a worshipper, through and through. you want to leave him? just tell him. he'd be heartbroken, and probably beg you not to leave him, but ultimately he wants you to be happy. however, if he ever kidnapped you, you could escape by distracting him. you could point somewhere in the distance and go "look over there!" and he'd look for a couple seconds, then look back at you- and aw shucks you already ran away

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

bayani. would. never. even. dream. of. hurting. you.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

bayani would literally commit war crimes for you if you asked him to. there is nothing he wouldn't do for you. he sees you as a hero that saved him, so he believes he should return the favor by doing anything for you. anything to keep you happy.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

after being your biggest fan and stalker for years, bayani is content with staying that way for the rest of his life. of course he would love to be yours, but he would be happy with simply watching you from afar for as long as he shall live. he would never snap.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

depends on your sanity, and how much you like bayani. if you're okay with his clingy, clumsy, yapping self for the rest of your life, then you'll be fine. but if you'd get sick of never having a lot of alone time, or having a guy that is attached to your hip... then maybe you'd break and he would be incredibly guilty. he would try to apologize by being even closer to you, which would make you feel worse. unless you end things with him, you're stuck forever.

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[xxsycamore]

🔞IKEMEN BREEDING SEASON🔞 - XXSYCAMORE'S 2000 FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION EVENT

On October 28th, 2024, this blog hit 2K followers! Once again, thank you, everyone, for the support, and for sticking around in my writing adventures. I hope you can continue enjoying my work! Now, our previous milestone celebrations were all about fluffy short stories, so I figured it's high time we bring some smut into the mix. Even though spring would have been perfect for the Ikemen Breeding Season, I decided, why wait when we can have it now. Besides, that time is reserved for part 2 of our Steal My Heart!! (1500 followers) event! If you have placed a request for it and haven't received a ficlet yet, don't worry, I haven't deleted anything! :)

➺ PROMPTS

How do you want the suitor to breed you (or the MC)? :

In the heat of the moment

As proof that you belong to them

To produce an heir

With a chance for twins

While imagining you being pregnant

Making sure that it takes

Making the moment special

When they'd already gotten you pregnant before

With you taking the lead

While you're in heat (Omegaverse)

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ 2 separate request openings - Since in the past there have been times when everything has been grabbed in the first 10 minutes from the announcement, I decided it would only be fair for the people in different time zones if I divide it into two batches at different times of the day.

FIRST REQUEST OPENING WILL HAPPEN ON OCTOBER 30TH, 12 PM UTC (8 AM EDT) (or click here to see it converted to your time zone)

SECOND REQUEST OPENING WILL HAPPEN ON OCTOBER 31TH, 12 AM UTC (8 PM EDT on the 30th) (or click here to see it converted to your time zone)

Both request openings will be closed after I get a total of 15 requests each! I will make separate posts to announce when those start and close.

➺ RULES:

Understand that these are going to be short NSFW stories, around 500 words each.

Anonymous asks are allowed, but please don't abuse my kindness and don't request if you're a minor!

Pick a character from the list below and a prompt from the prompt list. Threesomes are allowed, so long as no one is related, lol.

Be sure to let me know if you want MC x Suitor(s) or Reader x Suitor(s). If you don't specify, I'll write it as I see fit!

Specify your gender preferences if you have any! If you selected "Reader", I'll by default write them with afab traits. This goes especially for the prompt "Imagining you pregnant" where you could encounter terms including but not limited to: breasts, lactation, love handles, vagina, ovulation, womb, ovaries, pregnant bellies, you get the picture. To bypass all of this, you can ask for a Gender Neutral Reader, or you can be more specific and tell me your preferences in detail.

Mpreg is welcome, sure, why not. This goes both for Male Readers and for Getting your suitor pregnant, like in the case where you picked the Omegaverse prompt and he's an Omega. Go wild.

OCs are NOT allowed, due to how short these stories are going to be versus the research required in order to do justice to your OC. Sorry!

Don't send multiple requests! One per person. Again, I'm put my trust in you about not abusing the anon option.

In the event where I've already received the same prompt with the same character, I'll only write it once!

Don't hesitate to give me details! :) I want to create a work specially crafted for you. If you have a whole scenario in mind, I'd love to hear it, even if I have to squeeze it in the word limit. Where are they doing it, what is the reader wearing, what petname the suitor uses - these are just a few examples! Additionally, since I haven't read all the routes of the characters listed here, if you feel it's needed, you can provide some in-game information about the character if it has a relation to topic. Ex: "I think he'll make a great family man because he canonly loves taking care of the younger ones."

Requests sent outside of the specified time periods won't be accepted. I try to immediately answer these so you'll know, but I might also straight-up delete anything that doesn't follow the rules.

➺ AVAILABLE CHARACTERS:

Ikemen Villains: Wiliam; Harrison; Liam; Elbert; Alfons; Roger; Jude; Ellis; Victor; Darius; Nica; Ring

Ikemen Prince: Leon; Chevalier; Yves; Nokto; Licht; Jin; Luke; Clavis; Rio; Sariel; Gilbert; Keith; Silvio, Cyran/Cyril, Matthias, Kagari

Ikemen Vampire: Napoleon(pls); Leonardo; Mozart; Arthur; Vincent; Theo; Isaac; Jean; Dazai; Sebastian; Comte; Shakespeare; Vlad; Faust; Charles; Drake; Galileo

Ikemen Revolution: Lancelot; Ray; Jonah; Fenrir; Edgar; Sirius; Kyle; Luka; Zero; Seth; Blanc; Oliver; Loki; Harr; Mousse; Dalim; Dean; Levie

Ikemen Sengoku: Nobunaga; Masamune; Shingen; Hideyoshi; Mitsuhide; Kanetsugu; Ieyasu; Mitsunari; Yukimura; Sasuke; Kenshin; Kenyo; Ranmaru; Motonari; Keiji; Kicho; Yoshimoto

Midnight Cinderella: Alyn; Giles; Louis; Leo; Byron; Nico; Albert; Robert; Rayvis; Sid

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Please understand that I can't guarantee that I'm going to write all of these! I have a lot of issues IRL that I need to take care of, which leads me to either not having a lot of free time or not having the needed energy and inspiration to write. Either way, I hope you can have fun with this event! I can't wait to see what you send me. Have a great day, and I'll see you in my askbox soon! <3

[queenofwands89]

Playing a Game

Summary: After being interrupted by their children during their only opportunity for intimacy after weeks without it, Negan and Y/n finally find some downtime.

Characters: Negan x reader (OC, Third Person)

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Reader slightly taking charge, Creampie, Almost getting caught doing the dirty, Kitchen Sex, Oral, Unprotected Sex, Dirty Talk, Swearing.

Word count: 3,104

Notes: A request from a fellow reader—my first one! I apologize for any typos; I didn't have much time to edit. After this, I doubt I'll accept any more requests because I'm working on an AU about Negan being a professional baseball player, which I'm very excited about. Enjoy byeeeee

As the morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room, Y/n rolled over to face her husband, Negan. His handsome face was relaxed in sleep, his lips curled into a contented smile. She couldn't help but feel a rush of love for him, even after all these years of marriage.

Y/n reached out a hand and gently brushed her fingers through Negan's salt-and-pepper hair, relishing in the sensation. "Good morning, my love," she whispered, her voice filled with affection.

Negan stirred, his eyes fluttering open to meet Y/n's gaze. A mischievous smile formed on his lips as he pulled her closer, wrapping his arm around her waist. "Morning, beautiful," he replied, his voice husky with sleep. "Did I ever tell you how lucky I am to wake up next to you every day?"

Y/n laughed softly, the sound like music to Negan's ears. "You might have mentioned it a few times," she teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

They lay in bed, exchanging tender words and stolen kisses, their conversation flowing seamlessly between jokes and heartfelt declarations of love. Y/n admired the way Negan looked at her, as if she was the most precious person in the world. And she felt the same way about him. Little by little, their gentle embrace turned into something more passionate. Y/n couldn't resist the magnetic pull she felt towards Negan, and she knew he felt the same way. Their love for each other was electric, each touch and caress igniting a fire that burned deep within them.

With a playful glint in her eyes, Y/n leaned in and whispered seductively in Negan's ear, "I think it's time we make the most of this morning, don't you?"

Negan's eyes darkened with desire as he captured Y/n's lips in a lingering kiss. Their bodies intertwined as their love for each other consumed them, their connection growing stronger with every pleasurable moment they shared. Letting his head rest back against the headboard, exposing his neck, Y/n nearly growled, her hand finding his throat.

"Fuck, baby," he choked out, his eyes growing wide.

Y/N leaned down and nipped at his ear, her hand slipping down his chest. He whimpered, much to her delight, and she gave in, kissing him hard and deep. Kissing her back just as eagerly, his hands tangled into her hair to hold her close, his hips lifting involuntarily to grind against her core. A loud noise from her throat, she began to slowly rock her waist back and forth against him, enjoying the way he hardened beneath her.

"Baby, fuck, that's my girl," Negan cooed, knowing the buttons to press, how to rev the engine just right.

Groaning loudly, she grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them above his head, smiling at the lack of restraint.

He was so easy.

"Whatcha doin', angel?" Negan purred, his mouth making its way down her neck.

"Showing you who's boss." Y/n smirked, biting her lips.

"Then show me."

Nipping at his bottom lip, she began to bounce up and down in his lap, holding his arms in place, refusing to let him touch her. It wasn't long before he was whining and wiggling around in protest.

Easy.

"Baby," he begged, beginning to lightly push back against her hands. "Baby, please..."

"Please what?" She asked breathlessly, lowering her waist and rocking it in a wide circle into him. He cussed sharply, his eyes fluttering shut.

"Please," a small exhale, his hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. "Please let me touch you."

Releasing his wrists, she squealed loudly in surprise as he flipped her over onto her back almost instantly, his fingers slipping along her thighs to reach under and tug her underwear down. All in one swift motion. "That was impressive." He giggled, placing her panties between his teeth for a moment and drawing breath from her lungs as his hand found where she needed him the most. Negan's fingers worked their magic, circling and teasing her clit until she was writhing with pleasure. He slipped a finger inside her, then two, curling them upwards to hit that spot that made her moan louder. Y/N’s legs trembled as Negan brought her closer and closer to the edge. She felt herself on the brink of an orgasm, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Just as she was about to tip over the edge, Negan pulled away, leaving her panting and desperate for more. "Not yet, sweetheart," he said, his voice low and commanding. "I want to make this last."

Y/N whimpered, her body begging for release. Negan chuckled and took off the rest of his clothes. He ran his fingers down her body and teased her nipples through her shirt. He grabbed her hips and pulled her up onto the bed. Y/N removed her shirt and slid her panties down, her wet pussy grinding against his hard cock. Negan let out a low growl as he felt her warmth. He grabbed her ass, guiding her onto his dick. Y/N let out a loud moan as she felt him enter her. She started to ride him, her tits bouncing in front of his face. Negan couldn't help but reach up and grab them, squeezing them roughly. Y/N let out another moan, throwing her head back in pleasure. Negan groaned as he felt Y/n's pussy clenching around his dick, her orgasm building. Just as y/n was about to cum, there was a loud knock on the door. "Mom! Dad! Are you up yet? We're hungry!"

Y/n and Negan froze, wide-eyed. Negan pulled out of Y/n, his dick still hard. They swiftly put on clothes after he helped her sit up. Just as they were finished putting their clothes on, their child burst into the room.

“Mommy are you okay? I heard you crying. Are you hurt, mommy?” Their daughter inquired, her expression filled with concern, as she appeared in the doorway.

“Ummm we were... We’re just playing a game, sweetheart,” Y/N reassured her daughter with a smile, relieved to have composed themselves after the close call.

“What kind of game?” their daughter asked curiously, jumping on the bed into her mom’s arms, ready for an explanation.

“It’s a new game called ‘Don’t Get Caught,” Negan winked at their daughter and planted a kiss on her head, acting as though nothing had happened. Y/n shook her head at her husband, always amazed at his ability to return to normalcy after doing something unholy.

Their daughter’s eyes widened. “Can I play too?” she asked excitedly.

Y/N and Negan shared a brief, tender glance, their expressions tinged with a mix of embarrassment and amusement. Y/N couldn't help but let out a nervous chuckle in the awkward moment.

"Perhaps another time, darling," Y/N whispered as she gently pressed a loving kiss on their daughter's forehead, a smile playing on her lips. Their daughter nodded and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Y/N and Negan locked eyes and burst into laughter, relieved that their close call had gone unnoticed. Y/n flopped back on the bed, emitting an embarrassed groan. "I can't believe that just happened! Oh my god, Negan, imagine if she had caught us! It would have been a nightmare!"

Negan let out a snort, shaking his head. "Well, thank fuck, she didn't catch us in the act. It would've scarred them for life." He flashed a mischievous grin, planted a kiss on y/n's head, and retreated to the bathroom to prepare for the day.

Y/N released a frustrated huff, shaking her head in disbelief. She adored her children and would do anything for them, but it had been weeks since she and Negan had been intimate. The morning's activities had been the closest she had come to an orgasm in weeks. Y/N gathered her thoughts and ventured downstairs to tend to their kids.

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After finishing his part in making the pancakes, Negan put his arms around his wife's waist and kissed her cheek, nuzzling his nose against it. Y/n leaned back into his embrace, a contented smile dancing on her lips. It was these simple, tender moments shared between them that made the chaos and joy of family life all the more beautiful.

"Damn baby," Negan slurred with a mischievous glint in his eye. "You sure know how to make my mouth water."

Y/n rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile at her husband's playful banter. "Behave yourself, Negan. Or I might have to resort to an entirely different kind of bacon."

Negan winked, leaning in close to his wife with a devilish grin. "Oh, baby, you know how to get me all fired up!"

Y/n playfully swatted his arm before turning her attention back to her cooking. Negan chuckled, and turned his focus to his children. Sitting at the table with a playful smirk, his eyes glistening with amusement as he watched his three children chatter away.

"Joshua, I bet you can't eat all your bacon without using your hands!" Negan challenged his eldest son.

Joshua's eyes widened with excitement as he took up his father's challenge, using only his mouth to devour the crispy bacon. Liam and Daisy joined in with giggles and cheers, ecstatic to participate in their family's playful competition.

"Hey, Daisy, watch this - " Negan proclaimed, stuffing a piece of bacon in his mouth and imitating a cartoon character with exaggerated chewing motions.

Daisy broke into a fit of the giggles, clapping her hands with glee. "Daddy, that's so funny! Can we play again?"

Negan grinned, loving the interaction with his kids. "You got it, sweetheart. How about the first one to finish their bacon gets to choose the next breakfast menu?"

Daisy's face lit up with excitement, determined to win the challenge. Liam and Joshua joined in with gusto, racing to finish their bacon before their dad.

Finally getting the kids to calm down and eat after the challenge. Twenty minutes have passed. Y/n started tidying up as soon as the last breakfast plates were removed, realizing that they wouldn't have much time before school started. She glanced at the running clock before turning to face her children. "Alright, my little superheroes, time to put your breakfast superpowers on pause for a moment," Y/n announced, her voice carrying a playful yet firm tone. "We need to finish up soon if we're going to get ready for school."

Negan chimed in, his trademark smirk evident. "Yeah, c'mon, kiddos! The world needs your brains and brawn, but it also needs you to rock those school uniforms!"

Daisy, having finished her food, hopped off her chair with a mischievous grin. "I'll beat you all to the bathroom! Last one in has to put on the itchy sweater!"

Joshua chuckled and stood up, ready to accept the challenge. "Oh, you're on, Daisy! It's go time!"

As the children scampered off, engaged in their playful sibling rivalry, Y/n watched with a mix of amusement and gentle concern. Catching Negan's eye, she leaned in closer and spoke in a softer tone. "They may be having fun now, but we need to keep them on track," Y/n whispered, her eyes reflecting a hint of seriousness. "They need structure and routine to thrive."

Negan nodded, his playful demeanor melting into understanding. "You're right, baby. We'll make sure they get ready in time. But a little nurturing competition never hurt anyone, right?"

Y/n smiled, appreciating Negan's ability to match her playful spirit while understanding the importance of balance. "Absolutely. As long as we guide them and teach them responsibility along the way."

With their shared understanding, Y/n and Negan joined in the morning hustle, guiding their children through the morning routine while ensuring they left the house on time.

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After a long day, y/n was finally able to take some time for herself. Negan was upstairs, putting their kids to sleep. And she resolved to do something she had been craving all day: wash the dishes. Y/n put on her favorite latex gloves and began scrubbing the dishes. She couldn't help but feel satisfied as she watched the dirty dishes be cleaned. Negan came down the stairs and found Y/N in the kitchen washing dishes. Her body glistened under the soft light of the kitchen, and her curves were accentuated by the tight-fitting dress she wore. Negan leaned against the doorway, watching her as she moved around the kitchen, her ass swaying from side to side. He felt his dick stirring in his pants, and he knew he wanted to fuck her right then and there.

"What are you doing, Y/N?" Negan asked, his voice low and husky.

Y/N turned around, surprised to see Negan standing there. She smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"I'm just finishing up the dishes," she said, her voice soft and seductive. "Want to help?"

Negan raised an eyebrow at her.

"Help?" he repeated, a smirk playing on his lips. "I think I can think of something else we can do."

Y/N giggled, her cheeks flushing with excitement.

"Oh, really?" she asked, her voice dripping with curiosity. "What did you have in mind?"

Negan pushed himself away from the doorway and walked towards her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him.

"I was thinking we could finish our session," he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.

Y/N shivered with anticipation, her pussy already starting to get wet. She had been thinking about this all day, and she was ready to finally finish what they had started. Negan leaned down and kissed her, his lips soft and gentle against hers. Y/N opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to explore her mouth. She could feel his dick pressing against her, and she knew he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

Negan broke the kiss and looked down at her, his eyes dark with desire. "Take off your dress," he commanded, his voice husky and commanding.

Y/N obeyed, slowly pulling her dress over her head. She stood there in front of him, her body bare and vulnerable. Negan's eyes roamed over her body, taking in every inch of her. He reached out and cupped her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple. Y/N gasped, her pussy getting even wetter. With a hunger that burned in his gaze, Negan absorbed every detail of Y/n's presence. “You're so fucking beautiful, darling.”

Negan leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth, sucking on it hard. Y/N moaned, her hands reaching out to grab onto his shoulders. Negan's other hand reached down and cupped her pussy, his fingers sliding inside of her. Y/N moaned louder, her body shaking with pleasure. Negan pulled his fingers out of her and brought them to his mouth, sucking on them. "You taste so fucking good, Y/N," he said, his voice low and husky.

Y/N blushed, her body trembling with desire. She wanted him so bad, and she knew he wanted her too. Negan picked her up and carried her to the kitchen table, laying her down on it. He pulled her legs apart and knelt down between them. He leaned down and started licking her pussy, his tongue flicking over her clit. Y/n moaned, her hands reaching down to grab onto his hair. Negan started fingering her as he licked her pussy, his fingers sliding in and out of her. Y/N moaned louder and louder, her body shaking with pleasure. She could feel herself getting close to orgasm, and she knew she was going to cum hard.

Negan sensed it too, and he started licking and fingering her even faster. Y/N screamed, her body shaking with pleasure as she came hard. Negan kept licking and fingering her, making her cum again and again.

Finally, Y/N couldn't take it anymore, and she pushed Negan away. Negan stood up, his dick hard and ready. Y/N sat up and reached out, grabbing onto his dick. She started stroking it, her hand moving up and down his shaft. Negan moaned, his head thrown back in pleasure.

Y/N leaned down and took his dick in her mouth, sucking on it hard. Negan moaned louder, his hands reaching down to grab onto her head. Y/N sucked on his dick, her tongue swirling around the tip. Negan could feel himself getting close to orgasm, and he knew he was going to cum soon.

Y/N pulled his dick out of her mouth and stood up. She turned around and bent over the kitchen table, her ass in the air. Negan stepped forward, his dick pressing against her pussy. He grabbed onto her hips and started thrusting into her, hard and fast.

Y/N moaned, her hands reaching out to grab onto the table. Negan kept thrusting into her, his balls slapping against her ass. Y/N could feel herself getting close to orgasm again, and she knew this was going to be a good one.

Negan could feel it too, and he started thrusting into her even harder Y/N moaned as he filled her up, his dick hitting all the right spots. She loved the feeling of him inside her, taking control. She reached down and started playing with her clit, feeling herself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

Negan's thrusts became more erratic as he felt himself getting close. He reached around and grabbed y/n’s tits, squeezing them hard as he fucked her from behind. Y/n’s orgasm hit her hard, causing her to scream out in pleasure. Negan followed soon after, filling her up with his cum.

"Jesus…" Negan gasped, his voice heavy with emotion as he chuckled softly, pressing gentle kisses down Y/n's neck. He nuzzled his nose against her skin, savoring the warmth and intoxicating scent that enveloped him. "You're everything to me. You're my fucking world, baby," he whispered, his words laced with a raw honesty and profound love that filled the space between them.

In that intimate moment, with their bodies and hearts aligned in a dance of passion and tenderness, Negan's declaration reverberated with a depth of feeling that transcended mere words. Y/n felt his love wash over her like a tidal wave, engulfing her in a sea of warmth and adoration that left her breathless.

Tag: @scorpioempress

[kkotda]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KKOTDA (DEAR-KOI) ˖°𓇼

for a month with so little notable (national - us) holidays, august sure is a busy month for dear-koi (both this blog and i have our birthdays in august!). to celebrate, i am planning on opening rolling slots for art requests! it'll be on a first come first served basis. i will close requests on september 1, 2024 (no more requests will be accepted when september starts)

what this means:

all of my followers, mutuals or not, are eligible to participate! please no requests sent with anonymous! they will not be honored! (i don't plan on publically posting requests unless given explicit permission! so please allow images in your ask box or dms open!)

please continue reading to learn how to participate and other important rules!

how to participate:

in an ask (or dm if we're mutuals), tell me what you'd like! character only art and selfship are the ones i'm most comfortable doing, but i'm willing to hear out other requests (oc's for example). maximum of 7 requests (characters) per person are allowed! note: you will not need to provide me with any sort of monetary compensation in order to participate! i will not accept any monetary compensation! (i don't have the means to do so). this is supposed to be all in good fun, to practice and develop a style i think suits me! so taking money for making your request a guinea pig would make me feel all types of guilty (if you really feel the need, tell me your favorite song(s)! i'm always open to new music! better yet, donate to a palestinian family!) for selfship art requests, please also include a picrew from which i can color pick (i.e. the more accurate the picrew's colors are, the more personable it can be!) and reference poses. if the picrew is not accurate, please feel free to provide preferred hex codes or color 'swatches'! vague descriptions like dark brown aren't very helpful and might make the situation uncomfortable (though i will of course honor any changes that are needed!). i will honor character requests from any media even if i am not a part of said fandom group! (i will ask for no idol/celebrity requests though because i am uncomfortable with that, sorry in advance for any inconvenience!) for oc art, please provide as many details, references, picrews as possible. i absolutely do not want to mess something as precious and valuable as an oc up. i will try my very best to fulfill your request to fit the image you had in mind! tl;dr: give me so much information i have to spend days reading (also i forgot to say this but if you'd like a background that isn't white, you're more than welcome to change the color! transparent is also an option!)

ok to draw:

people (characters, etc), small animals (like pets), sfw (suggestive is also okay with enough reference pictures!), chibi

not ok to draw:

nsfw (i'm not that good yet, i'm sorry T-T), gore/horror, overly complicated things (i'll let you know if it gets too complicated)—basically just ask, and i will tell you!

please keep in mind:

i am slowly getting back into drawing (but i was never good in the first place tbh...) so i'm still very much learning! my art style currently is still a lot of mimicking (i do not use fanart as references, please don't misunderstand!!!), and as such i will ask you all to keep your expectations very very low T-T like rock bottom low...

default art will have a white background! i can and will color if colors are provided! (but there won't be any crazy good rendering, i'm sorry ;-;)

the purpose of this event is me practicing and learning art, but it's also me giving back to my beautiful friends who make the world go round! thank you so much for trusting me with your request(s) and i will do my utmost to make it come to life! if you'd like a 'portfolio' of sorts, please search the lovekoi tag! it is my art tag that i'm using and all of my stuff will be there (there's not a whole bunch though unfortunately >.<)

if you have any questions, please ask! i feel like i've left out a lot of things...

and finally, some parting words:

dear-koi has come a really long way i think. i moved here on a whim and essentially lost all of my previous mutuals (i should've just shared the url... </3) but you all found me again! and new people found me too! i'm so honored to have been worthy of the follow to following transition, you guys will not believe the squeals every time people i've looked up to like big time became mutuals with me... it's still crazy to me actually... but that aside, thank you for spending my birthday and dear-koi's 1st anniversary with me! here's to many more!

i love you all, please remember to smile today ᰔᩚ

[donelywell]

Doodle Requests! Hello! On Twitter, I sometimes post multiple parts to what I post at once on Tumblr. Which is only because that painful website has a 4 image per post limit. Normally when that happens, I would post older art here. But how about a change of pace? When I post multiple parts of Twitter, I'll take doodle requests here instead! To fill in the empty space!

I think I should set some rules though.

No fetish requests

No nsfw requests (that stuff makes me uncomfortable)

Keep it Sonic related (it's my hyperfixation, I don't think I can make myself draw anything NOT Sonic related).

Don't be pushy or rude, please. I have a life outside of posting.

I'll probably only accept requests in my inbox, just makes it seem more organized to me I guess.

Nothing over the top like a detailed drawing of a building- this is just simple doodles of the goobers.

I'm not really interested in drawing peoples oc's, I might on occasion, but let's try to keep it in the canon characters line up. (I mainly just wanna know what people want to see doodled from my shatterspace alternate reality thingy)

This'll always be open, maybe. Unless it gets completely flooded (which it probably won't), it'll stay open. Again, this is just so I can fill in the dead air here as I wait for Twitter to catch up, so posting doodles will be slow. (You can ask for more than one doodle)

That should be it- thank you for reading! Have a wonderful day/ evening/ night!

[thatasadbitch]

❁♡Boy or Girl ? ♡❁

Neteyam x Fem!omatikayan oc/reader

this is a completely soft and cute little continuation of a previous chapter. someone wrote me a comment and gave me this idea ps. Love u ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Words count: 0.7

if you have ideas or requests about some chapter I accept anything, I can tag you in the chapter and help me publish more often ( you can write a comment or private message also in anon ) ( ˘ ³˘)♡

My belly had grown, to hell with whoever told me she might not get pregnant the first time.

Nateyam has been over the moon since he found out, he really has the makings of a father and if he was already overprotective of me before let alone now.

Jake laughs every time he sees him and says that he reminds him of Neytiri's first pregnancy "do you think it's a boy or a girl?" asks Tuk gently stroking my belly while he's in my arms " Ahahah I don't know anything will be fine with me...even if Tsyreia prays the great mother to be female" Neytiri laughs at my words "why on earth ?" he asks continuing to eat "oh I don't know he says it would be beautiful our daughter who has always imagined her" Nateyam puts a hand on my cheek gently stroking it "all our children will be wonderful, whether they are male or female, in other words, after all they certainly have winning genes" jake laughs " let's hope they take more from her than from you if they have to be so beautiful" she teases her son and I smile at this now daily calm " well na'vi females are more beautiful than males this it's obvious from the first melodies and clear to everyone " announces Neytiri " Mrs. Sully you offend me tremendously I would like to remind you that she was drooling after me after only two days of knowing each other" sneers the ex former Omatikaya head " skxawng don't tell falsehoods " she giggles, and at this exchange of sarcasm and subtle jokes that make me smile from the two parents, I caress Tuk's cheeks, plump and soft as always " you are really beautiful, the most beautiful girl i have ever seen after my mum of course" I smile at her softly finding Neteyam looking at us with her two big Amber eyes shining with wonder and a tender smile on her lips. " and you are the prettiest little girl I've ever seen " I say smiling, and touching her nose with the tip of my finger, she blushes giggling,” would you give me braids tomorrow these have grown back “ the little girl asks softly “ certainly “ the quiet moment is interrupted by tsireya and takes over the Sully's hut " hey Ali'iem my mother said that you can tell if it's a boy or a girl and that she is able to do it from Tshaik, now not that it's that important but I I'll die of curiosity if I don't know now " I look at Neteyam who is already standing " come on come!" he says taking my hand and leading me towards Ronal's treasure cabin "sit down" she says taking my hands "now close your eyes and relax" I giggle softly and she starts making weird noises and saying incoherent words touching my belly.

At the end of the 'ritual' Ronal looks at me smiling " he will be a strong and perfect warrior prince " he begins making me paint a toothy smile on my face, I turn to Neteyam who wastes no time and hugs me while Tsireya looks at me smiling " well it will be female next time" the girl says, stroking my hair smiling at me softly.

That same evening in Nete's arms I feel him caressing my belly and talking to him thinking that I'm already asleep "You will be strong and perfect...but with a mother like this you might not be, don't drive her crazy when you’ll born because she's not very patient, but if you want a sweet song to fall asleep or some comfort after a hard day she's the best really...and between us she also has the best braids and she's the most beautiful woman of all, you're a lucky little one, indeed we are both lucky I owe her my life and much more " my partner's sweet words are smiling at me " and you don't laugh at my sweet words... you spy on our conversations between men you disappoint me " at his words I open my eyes and fill his face with kisses " I couldn't do much else if you talk to my belly" I lean my forehead against his letting myself be cradled by his sweet caresses " well it was confidential information between father and son " we laugh together and his silly words “you will grow up and become a father but you will always be a skxawng sometimes” he kisses me softly “yet you love me and you see me the same” I slip closer to him inhaling his perfume and emitting some purrs for his caresses on my my back and on my thighs “always”.

[mizuena2010]

!! IMPORTANT: I ACCEPT DONATION ASKS, BUT PLEASE KEEP IN MIND YOU MIGHT FIND BETTER HELP WITH LARGER BLOGS. I AM A MINOR AND I CANNOT DONATE !! Intro Post Yippee

Hai, hai! I’m Jules/Julie! (Idrc which, either is fine by me!)

I post whatever I feel like on here, whether it’s reblogging something I like, posting one of my ramble and yapping sessions, or some art.

I'm just a silly person who enjoys PJSK a lil too much lol

You’ll also see that I mention/answer questions my lovely pookie gives me. You should follow my pook! @/mizukiscloset <33 Some things about me:

I like drawing so you could ask for pjsk character drawing reqs :)

I also write. Mainly about my ocs so maybe I'll post that in the future. (I could write some fanfics abt pjsk if requested but only fluffy stuff ^^)

I do tend to get annoying with my ramblings sooo sorry haha

Mizuki kinnie yippee

Mzen is my bone structure that keeps me going

Ships I Enjoy:

MeiLuka, Polyniigo(and all the ships in there), Kanamafu, Polyneed, Mizuan, Mizutoya, Mizurui (literally like any Mizuki ship is 🔛🔝) Honakana, Ichikana, Anhane, Shizuai, Enakasa, Airiena, Shizumafu, Mafuemu, Emunene, Emukasa, Nenekasa, Minoharu, (Polyjump is cute too), Ruinene ig and I think that’s it idk

Notice how there is no MLM on here? Well this is a YURI LOVING BLOG/hj (I don’t rlly care for them too much, and if I do, it’s like..eh. Women pretty. And IK people are a little..intense..with the MLM ships..and I’m not gonna get into all that drama 😭) Fandoms I’m in: Vocaloid, Spy Family, Assassination Classroom, Danganronpa (mostly v2 and v3), Dungeon Meshi (Delicious in Dunegon), Wings of Fire, Bloom Into You, Whisper Me a Love Song (do these even really have fandoms lol), Project Sekai (obviously hehe)

all my art is usually tagged under #my art tag ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

my ‘important’ tag is just a personal tag for things I want saved exclusively so I can go back to them. (Usually writing/drawing tips are under this tag)

uhm idk what else lol

DNI: if ur just…weird…(not a fun kind of weird. Just like..creepy) OR IF YOU USE HE/HIM PRONOUNS ON MIZUKI LIKE STFU BYE. UR NOT WELCOME HERE 😠

K byeee!

[lamemaster]

A Penance Unwanted

Request: Hi!🙂 How are you? ❤️Can you please spin the wheel for Gwindor? Thanks 💝✨️

Pairing: Gwindor x Reader

Genre: Timeloop au

AN: @mairablue Thanks for requesting!! Gwindor is awesome gotta love him. Such a fun concept. (What in the Hell is Happening Event)

“God dammit! You should have held him.” You groan watching Beleg die for the 25th time. Gwindor winced next to you. And from a distance you both watched Turin lament in the same low groaning pitch for the same 25th time. 

“I couldn’t have done that!” Gwindor replied indignantly. “Beleg wouldn’t listen. Look at these arms, do you think I can stop Cuthalion? You should have killed the orcs and then hit Turin on the head or something.” 

There had been a time when Beleg’s death daunted both Gwindor and you into silence. But now, it was a recurring event. Painful but numbed by the inevitable recurrence. 

You were back at it again. Stuck in the storyline of Turin and Beleg’s tragedy. Whatever deity found this funny had a messed-up sense of humor. 

"Next time, take Beleg through a longer route," you muttered, forming yet another plan, your voice heavy with a weariness born of repetition. "I'll try to find a way to poison the orcs, and hopefully, knock Turin out before he…" You trailed off, the futility of the task gnawing at you. But giving up wasn't an option. There had to be a way to break the loop, a way to alter the story.

"I swear to god if this is damned Melkor," you muttered, waiting for the inevitable reset. For both you and Gwindor to return to the past, to relive Beleg's death, and Turin's despair.

Knocking out Beleg, setting traps, and almost battling the thought of driving your sword through the emo king of Arda. This stupid loop tested you in every way. And most of all Gwindor who, unlike you, couldn't escape the grasp of Melkor's evil. The weight of his struggle, the subtle changes in his personality with each loop, filled you with a cold dread.

“Melkor can only so long imprison the children of Illuvatar,” Gwindor replied gently. His voice- so peaceful despite the pain he witnessed every reset. Taking your hand in his he continued, “We will find a way. One way or another you will return to your world and I will come to bear my fate.” There was this amazing elf. Comforting you when the hell broke loose around him. 

There was something truly extraordinary about this elf. Here he was, trapped in an endless cycle of loss, yet he offered you comfort when the world around him crumbled.  You couldn't help but wonder if it was the same unwavering faith in the good that led to his capture in the first place. 

It wasn't the scars or marks of torture that marred his once-handsome face that hurt you most, but the sheer unfairness of it all. He, who deserved a life filled with music and laughter, was trapped in this nightmarish cycle, forced to relive his torment while offering you solace.

"It isn't me you should be comforting," you chuckled, the sound hollow even to your own ears. "This is my penance. A fate that has led me to this nightmare, a well-deserved one." You didn't remember much of your world, only flashes – the resentful faces of strangers contorted in anger, the screaming voices that echoed relentlessly in your head, driving you to the teetering edge of insanity. You remembered everything but Gwindor from the rotten book you found in your dingy cell, the only companion in your solitary confinement.

The same one who now sat beside you, his hand warm against yours, a beacon of comfort in this unending darkness. "I deserve this. You don't," you whispered, the words heavy with a self-loathing you couldn't quite explain. He, who you sometimes questioned was real or a figment conjured by your fractured mind.

No. You wouldn't accept this twisted fate. You would break the loop, not just for your own sake, but for Gwindor's. Even if it meant defying the very fabric of this story, you would find a way to free him from Melkor's clutches.

Fuck Melkor, Ocrs, Turin, Valar, Illuvatar, and his wretched song. You were going to tear it all apart.

[vividachromatic]

Attaching Strings

Enver Gortash × Dark Urge / Reader

Tags: Smut / MDNI / NSFW, Rough Sex, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Hair-pulling, Begging, Edging, Power-Play, Emotional Manipulation, Confessions, Mention of Sexual Trauma

Notes: Female Dark Urge, she/her pronouns and female body parts. Named Dark Urge. The name for the Dark Urge here is Lucia. She is my OC and has a much more elaborate past, than Durge in the game too. I like her and had many ideas about her journey through the main game plot. This little writing from her past with Gortash came to me easily and works as a standalone. I may still continue with her, if people are interested...

But if you want to read this as a self-insert, besides the name and gender, there is not really anything that may deviate from the canon Dark Urge.

Summary: Lucia - Or the Dark Urge easily sneaked her way into Enver Gortash's Office. But he barely seemed to mind, even attempting to get closer to her and manipulate the dangerous spawn with the fact that she never had an actual deep connection with anyone.

After spending some... quality time together, he found that he enjoyed her company much more than he expected. Much more than anyone's perhaps.

(Read this on: AO3)

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"Hello, Enver." Lucia yawned, entering Gortash's office - something absolutely no one was allowed to do - with no shame. No guards stopped her, meaning she must have successfully sneaked around all of them. But Gortash wasn't alarmed.

He turned to her with a smile, making no attempt to hide his teeth, "Ah, it's good to see you again, dear. I've missed your clever little presence..."

Lucia rolled her eyes, "I guess I missed yours, too..." She admitted, lazily sitting right in front of Gortash, on top of the desk he was currently working at. He blinked in surprise at her confidence.

"To be honest, the temple of Bhaal can be very boring most of the time..." she sighed. Then she winked at him with a sly grin, whispering "But don't tell anyone I said that."

Though she meant it as a joke, she wouldn't love to explain her words to a bunch of fanatics and her dear butler.

"Oh? And here I would have thought that with so many underlings wanting their gifts to be accepted by you, the temple would be the most exciting place for you!" He smirked, leaning forward in his chair slowly and putting his chin in his hand. "But I suppose if anyone can manage to find being worshipped boring, it would be you."

Lucia huffed a laugh.

"Oh, come on, that's exactly what makes it so boring! I want someone to tell me what the hells is up and why they agree or disagree with me. And not just kneel, whatever they may think of me, just because they're scared I'll take their head..."

"That's why I like hanging out with you. So tell me, Enver. What do you agree or disagree about with me?" Lucia grinned, repeating his first name was another way she was just purposely trying to show disrespect to him, since he explicitly ordered every one to call him Gortash.

Gortash paused, looking at her more seriously than she expected. "Do you truly want to know?"

Lucia's grin faltered only a little, she wasn't used to people being honest around her, and even though she requested his opinion, him asking again made it... serious. "Yes. Tell me your honest opinion."

He smiled. "You definitely are very charming and attractive. Your mind is quick, and your power is not to be trifled with." He leaned back into his chair, "But you seem a little lonely."

Lucia looked surprised by the answer. "Lonely? I don't even know what that feels like..." she half-joked. It's not like she ever actually thought too much about her own feelings.

Gortash folded his arms over his chest, "Hm..."

He exhaled slightly, one of his brows rising a little. "Well. I have another question for you. But I want you to answer it honestly."

"Oh? Alright then... I will." Lucia smiled, wondering what he may want to know about her.

"Is there anyone you've ever loved? In your entire life."

Lucia was taken aback. She looked at the ground, contemplating her answer. Then she cleared her throat.

"That's actually the first time someone has asked a question that's truly about me and my feelings, and not my affiliations or relations..." she looked confused, trying to gather what to say.

Did she love, or even like anyone? Normal people would love their parents. She served her father... but did she love him? She didn't know, the concept was foreign to her.

The air of amusement in the room faded. Now Gortash seemed truly interested...

"So? Was there?"

"I... I don't know. I don't think I have ever had enough time to think about my feelings. Everything was just about what or who I should be..." she answered honestly.

Gortash frowned. "But surely being asked to consider your personal feelings must feel... freeing? You're not your station, my dear. You're a person, are you not? A person with emotions and desires."

Lucia furrowed her brows in confusion. "Am I? I... don't know... I think... most people have thought of me as a tool. I don't even know what I think of myself..." She looked sad; like those thoughts genuinely crossed her mind for the first time. What did she even want?

Gortash straightened up in his chair, still looking into her eyes. She was being vulnerable, it would be the perfect opportunity to get closer to her.

"Then allow me to be the first person to care for you as more than your position. I care for you, Lucia, in a way none of the others ever have. So please... tell me how you feel."

Lucia blinked at him confused. Once, then twice, no one ever asked her about her feelings. Which is why she didn't even notice his obvious attempt at manipulation.

"....I don't know..." she whispered, looking up at Gortash,

"But I feel... not unhappy or empty. Not like I always feel. Talking to you is... nice. I think."

She felt vulnerable for the first time since she could remember. The feeling was supposed to be uncomfortable, but... she didn't hate it.

Gortash smiled, liking her answer.

"I'm glad. I'm very glad. And I'll be honest... I enjoy speaking with you as well. Your wit and words are charming all on their own."

"You mean you enjoy my company regardless of me being Bhaal's Chosen?"

Her demeanor changed, normally she was confident. Suited for the Chosen of Bhaal, one of the most dangerous persons in the world.

Gortash smiled. "Yes. Your power and position as Bhaal's Chosen is admirable. But I think you have far more interesting qualities, than just those things. And I would love to see those, my dear. Just... you."

Lucia let out a huff, hiding her face. She blushed in embarrassment for the first time in her life probably.

She felt warm. She didn't want to go home.

Seeing her flush brought a genuine smile to Gortash's face. He was enjoying this.

He laughed softly.

"You're very sweet, you know that?"

She kinda hated it, but her face turned even redder.

"Hm... you do remember who I am, right?" Or what,

"No one has ever called me sweet before.."

"Oh, I am well aware who you are." Gortash laughed, shaking his head a little. "And I do, in fact, think that you are very adorable."

Lucia just looked away from him. "Most people would call your taste weird then, I'm sure."

"Well, perhaps. But my weirdness is the last thing you should worry about." He grinned, "And I'd hate to break it to you, but I think I've grown rather fond of you, whatever that means to a Chosen like yourself."

Lucia's expression turned unsure for again.

"I... don't know. My father would probably hate for me to like a follower of Bane that much..."

Realizing what she said, her face flushed again.

"I mean-"

"Ah..." Gortash's smirk grew again, his expression becoming more amused. "So what I'm getting at is that you'd be... well, punished for liking me, is it? That does rather make things difficult, doesn't it?"

As long as she wouldn't do something unforgivable, like saving people's lifes or get killed... She would still remain his Chosen, though. And she could take a little punishment. "I guess... not that I'd mind... it's just..."

"Hmm... just what? If you do not care for the punishments you'd receive should we... continue to get closer... then there's nothing stopping us, is there?" Gortash smiled softly, leaning closer, his eyes seeming to reflect hers, as if to draw her in.

"W-Well my father's opinion is quite important to me, but..." she looked into Gortash's eyes once more, "I guess if I pray for forgiveness at his altar it'll be okay..."

Gortash chuckled softly - the little game seemed to be working.

"Your father's opinion is important to you, and you're even willing to suffer his wrath... For me?"

A sly, flirty smirk. "I have to ask... did you just confess, dear?"

"Hmm?"

Lucia thinks back to Mortal's concept of love and 'confessions'. Confessing means liking someone more than just in a platonic way... so...

"I... I guess... yes."

Gortash laughed again, and now there was a sparkle in his eyes. An almost child-like quality, or at least the equivalent to that of a man his age.

"Is that so? I suppose that means that you'll be... well... staying with me, then? In whatever this... relationship of ours may end up being?"

He was human... and though he was a little older than her, his lifespan would be much shorter... Though there are ways to change even that. She just... didn't know how to feel about all of this. As long as everyone would die one day, continuing Bhaal's legacy was part of her job, too.

She sighed, "Though you'll probably feel even more smug than you already do if I say this... I think I have quite taken a liking for you." She confessed, adding

"I guess I just have to beg my father for forgiveness for this..." in a whisper.

Gortash laughed, his expression becoming a little more... genuine now. He took her hand, and held it lightly, his thumb brushing across it gently.

"Oh, I would certainly be smug about that, my dear..." But then he paused, a little more thoughtful now. He took a second to actually contemplate his goal with her. In a way, he actually was growing a bit... fond of her

So it would definitely not be a bad thing to have her around for a bit.

"I don't know if this will make you feel any better, but your father can never take this feeling away from you. Not even death itself can. So whether he forgives you or not does not matter - what we feel here and now is genuine." He comforted her genuinely

Her eyes glistened, then closed. It's even possible she might be holding back some tears. She never considered to be anything without her father.

"I um... I feel tired... I can walk back, but..." She was obviously hinting at sleeping over.

Gortash sighed softly, then chuckled. Of course, this is where her feelings would take them to... But she was trying to be polite about it, so he didn't mind taking the lead.

"It's well past late now, so you're welcome to stay in my quarters for the night. You'll have plenty of space, and I assure you I will not bother you until sunrise."

He smirked. "Unless, of course, you would like me to not let you sleep at all..."

"I..." Her face flushed, thinking about what to say.

"Well, I... don't really need any sleep at all, so..." she coughed.

He couldn't help but grin. Not exactly surprising that she didn't need sleep - she was the child of a God, of course.

 

"Oh, I suppose I could have assumed that. Well, I don't mind staying with you for the night. That is... if you would like me to..." He trailed off, making an exaggerated eyebrow and wink with a smirk.

"You're getting a little too cocky now, you know..." Lucia grinned with a soft blush.

Gortash laughed. "I am, am I not?" He grinned proudly, and raised an eyebrow.

"Well... I guess so, yes. You may stay with me." she averted eye-contact nervously. "So, perhaps you want to show me your chambers?"

His eyes glittered as he saw her blush, and he nodded. "Well then. Of course. Shall I lead the way?"

As he spoke, he stood up from the chair, and stepped in front of her, holding out his hand towards her, gesturing for her to take hold of it.

Lucia took his hand into her own, letting him lead them.

Gortash walked the way, his steps sure and steady as a rock. With their hands interlocked, he slowly but purposefully led her out of the room, through narrow and dim hallways, to a nice but rather simple designed chamber.

But Lucia liked it. Considering blood and Intestines were considered nice decorations where she lived.

Gortash turned towards her upon entering, then smirked, letting go of her hand.

"You have a nice bed..." Lucia smiled shyly.

"I do what I can to make myself comfortable, my dear." He said, his expression becoming even more confident now.

He stepped towards it and sat on the edge of the bed. He motioned with his hand for her to join him.

"Please."

Lucia quietly stepped closer, sitting down on the soft bed at Gortash's invitation.

Though all of this could be seen as quite suggestive, she was still wondering how this night would play out.

Did he have a bathroom near his chambers..? Maybe she should freshen up. But she didn't take anything with her...

"Do you have something like night garments, perhaps?" She asked.

Gortash just laughed as he shook his head.

"...No. I do not. That would be rather pointless, don't you think?"

Well, so this was leading to something.

Well, obviously.

Not only has he hinted at it before, be she also invited herself into his chambers. So...

"Why?" She asked, playing coy and leaning closer to him.

"Well..." Gortash smirked, his eyes glittered with an almost dangerous gleam.

"I was planning for a much more... indecent sleep... with you."

Lucia nodded with a smile and whispered "Show me what you mean, then."

Gortash chuckled, and suddenly shifted closer to her. He put his arm around her, moving to lay her down on the bed.

Then, he lay down right next to her, his arm snaking over her and his body pressed up against hers.

"Is this good..?" He asked, trying to read her expression.

"That's all?" She breathed against his neck, giving him goosebumps.

Gortash's breath caught, and his grin grew wider. She was being more forward than he expected, but he didn't mind - rather the opposite.

His arm snaked further up her body, his body pressing more closely against her.

His breath was becoming more labored, and his other hands began stroking her thigh. Lucia let out a shaking breath, putting her hand on his, guiding it more towards the center.

"Mmmm... My, you really are an adorable thing... aren't you?" He chuckled softly. "You aren't afraid at all, are you?" Or uncomfortable.

Gortash has slept with a number of people before. But it has never been so... enthusiastic on both sides. Usually, one side would be getting something out of it.

Sex was mostly about power, not pleasure. In his experience at least.

And perhaps he did initially start flirting with her to get something out of it, but... he still felt excited. And not like he or the other person just had to force themselves through the act.

"Afraid? I'm giving you the lead, Enver, but we both know that if anyone should be afraid of the other, it should be you..." Lucia smirked, unaware of his complicated thoughts about this.

He just let out a chuckle in response, "Oh, really? Would you say I should be scared of you? Though you are powerful, your current position makes it hard for that to come across." He chuckled, hovering above her, still stroking her core through her underwear.

"I could snap your neck in two seconds if I wanted to." She whispered, grinding against his fingers.

Gortash laughed, and his breath caught for a second.

"Is that so? But who says I couldn't do the same..." He smirked, one of his hands stroking her neck now, softly closing his hand around her throat.

Could he? Maybe. And maybe she didn't hate that.

For the first time there was actually someone but her in charge. She felt like she could actually enjoy this for the first time, too.

She took the hand teasing her entrance again, to actually guide it where it felt good.

She let his cold index finger touch the soft bundle of nerves above her opening, letting out a moan immediately.

Gortash just raised his brow, pushing his finger into the spot again, watching her letting out another deep moan. With a smirk he started massaging the spot, making her let out serval, quiet and soft moans and huffs.

He found that extremely hot, to say the least.

He shifted the hand on her neck to softly caress it and hold her face.

She opend her eyes to look into his. Seeing her eyes glowing with pleasure, only made it better. So he pressed a kiss on to her lips, softer than she expected.

While still massaging her clitoris with his index finger, he used his middle one to stroke her folds, finding them to be extremely wet already. He smirked into the kiss, deepening it, while retracting his hand from her pussy, immediately feeling her groan against his lips in complaint. He parted from her mouth now, too, chuckling at her frustrated look.

"You're quite impatient, huh? Don't worry, I wasn't planning on letting you wait for that much longer." He smirked, taking his time to properly remove her underwear now, sliding it off her legs, finding it to be completely damp already.

Lucia avoided eye-contact finding this extremely embarrassing.

Throwing the panties on the ground he worked to undo his own belt.

She looked at him removing her belt and pants silently for a few seconds, only to find him looking up to her with a smirk, catching her staring. "You're liking the show?"

Lucia looked back to the ground again, clearing her throat, then started working on opening the buttons of her dress. But Gortash quickly stopped her.

"Let me do it." He whispered lowly.

Lucia just nodded removing her hands. Gortash smiled in response to her obedience, removing her dress for her, leaving her in nothing but her bra.

He then leaned to press a kiss on her lips again with a smile, while unclapping the bra. When he removed his lips from hers again, he found her completely bare in front of him.

He leaned in to kiss her again, pushing her back on to the matress with one hand and fondling her breast with the other one.

Moaning into the kiss, she started tucking at the collar of his shirt, hinting for him to take it off. He parted the kiss with a chuckle, removing his shirt for her.

Lucia leaned forward again, pressing her knee to his private parts. Gortash let out a moan, gripping her arm.

"Take me right now, alright? I don't want to wait any longer." She whispered against his lips.

Gortash felt a warm shiver going down his spine.

"Are you sure?" He whispered, his eyes glimmering as he spoke. "I could get a bit rough, you know..."

But those words didn't deter her. Her gaze just grew more confident, as she grinned at him as if to challenge him.

"Alright then, if you insist. But don't expect me to go soft on you," He repeated, as if to indirectly ask for permission.

"I wouldn't want you to." Lucia just answered.

"Well, then..." he used both his hands to push her down at the matress again, while still kneeling above her. His hands wandered to her hips, turning her around to roll her onto her belly. He leaned down, holding both of her hands in a tight grip, effectively trapping her underneath him.

"Is that what you wanted, hm?" He breathed into her ear.

 

A pleasant shiver went through her body, as she let out a shaking breath. She closed her eyes, enjoying the moment. The feeling of being completely overpowered and at the mercy of someone else.

She nodded.

Gortash's breath caught in his throat, and his eyes glinted. She seemed quite enthralled with him, so, he decided to press his advantage, and leaned to whisper in her ear again.

"Your reactions are quite telling. Is this the first time you've had someone else take control?" He smiled, biting her earlobe.

Lucia let out a huff, though him enjoying his power-trip in the moment was hot, she began to grow more impatient by the second. "Yes. Now stop teasing me, alright?"

Gortash chuckled, as he released the grip and her hands and shifted his own back down to her hips, giving them a light squeeze. For the first time in what seemed like forever, Gortash was enjoying himself this much.

"So, if I may ask, are you ready for me?"

 

"Yes." Lucia breathed softly.

 

"Then..." he leaned down to whisper in her eat, "I am afraid you'll just have to wait for a bit."

 

Lucia growned in response, which only made Gortash let out a laugh above her.

"My, you're getting incredibly desperate about a mere human. The Chosen of the God of Tyranny no less. We're supposed to be Rivals, if not enemies, you know?" Gortash chuckled, stroking her arm softly. "But here you are being such a good girl under me. I am quite flattered, if I'm being honest."

"Y-You..." she breathed, hearing him laugh above her. "I can actually snap your neck, you know?" She asked, annoyed and impatient, but not truly angry. "You're getting off on this, aren't you?"

 Gortash just smirked. "Yes, and yes."

"I am enjoying putting you off, I admit. And I am quite aware that you could very easily kill me if you wanted to. But you wouldn't do that, right? Not when you're enjoying this as much as I am."

Lucia's annoyed expression instantly cleared when Gortash leaned down to kiss her again. And Gortash definitely enjoyed the effect he had on her. She was playing exactly into the role he had planned for her.

She moaned into the kiss, bucking her hips up to meet his. Parting only for a second to whisper, "Enver..."

The smile on his face grew, as he leaned his full weight upon her, his breath becoming more shaky by the moment.

He moaned and nodded, one of his hands moving to her neck again, as the kiss continued, only parting for another second whisper. "Yes, my dear? Tell me... what do you want?"

"Please just take me, please.." she begged under him, swallowing all her pride and silently cursing herself for being so pathetic under a human. Someone that was one of her father's rivals nonetheless. 

His smile turned smug as he broke the kiss. "Oh, that sounds awfully like begging to me..."

He continued to press his weight upon her, but she could feel his hands traveling down her body - caressing, rubbing, and moving their way downwards. And finally, he leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"I will take you. I'll take you, my dear. I want to hear you scream."

Lucia gripped the bedsheets as Gortash pressed his length to her hole.

 "Just say it one more time, please, beg. " he sounded desperate himself.

 "Ugh, Enver... please, please..!" She cried. And he didn't wait another second, before finally pushing himself into her, making him shake a little in delight and Lucia grip the bedsheets tighter.

 The room became hotter and hotter as he began moving into her, starting slowly.

"Hah..." Lucia moaned softly into the bedsheets. "You're... way too gentle..."

 "Oh?" His body was blazing hot now, as his movements became more aggressive, and he began to thrust himself harder into her, his body shaking slightly.

He had to bite back his laughter. She wasn't just letting it happen - she was actively enjoying this, too, this was so much better than he expected.

Lucia started whimpering under him, sounding way more out of breath now. You would even think she is in pain... if she wouldn't lean into it so much.

 "Mmm... You like this, don't you? You like how I'm treating you. Don't you?"

His breath caught in his throat, and he moved slightly faster, and harder.

 He was enjoying this so much that it was almost like getting revenge against life for how often he had to force himself through something like this.

And the fact that she was enjoying it so much too - just made this whole thing so much better. The only people who ever enjoyed sex with him, were taking advantage of him in some kind of way.

 But they enjoyed this together.

Lucia started trembling against him suddenly.

"Enver, I think I- I-"

"You're what?"

His movements turned sloppy, and his breath caught in his throat. The sound of her voice, the look of pleasure in her eyes. A shiver ran through his body, and his breath became sharp.

"Oh, please... please... give it to me..." he begged.

"Ha.. ah!" Suddenly Gortash felt her tightening around her, making it harder to move. Still, he kept his pace, letting her come around his cock.

He chocked on his breath. She was just... so beautiful in this moment.

He could never have anticipated a moment like this, one where he felt so much power. But her sounds of pleasure, and the way her body trembled underneath him...

Gortash roughly pulled her up on her hair against him, though trying to not actually hurt her, and continued thrusting into her.

"Ha... ha..." though feeling overstimulated, she continued to let Gortash take her how he wanted to, while he was pulling her hair.

 

They were so completely lost in this moment, in the pleasure they both felt. And she was such a good girl for him, too, just letting him take this moment the way he wanted to.

There was so much power he felt now, looking at her, as she released around him a second time, as Gortash now finally came inside her, too - at the same time. He continued riding out their orgasm, pushing his semen into her.

 

After everything, both of them rolled on to their side, feeling fullfilled,

Lucia tried to calm herself on her side of the bed and finally caught her breath now.

Gortash was lying next to her, breathing heavily aswell. The room was still warm, and the heat from their bodies had not dissipated yet.

The his moment was just perfect. And he leaned his body closer to hers, studying her face. 

Lucia slowly opend her eyes, finding Gortash already looking at her. She then gave him a soft smile, still out of breath.

This was, strangely enough exactly the moment something changed inside of him. This was the moment making him realize, that he wanted her beside him. When the world would fall under his and Bane's Tyranny. She would sit beside him.

And perhaps then, he'll even be okay with her killing him at the altar.

"You're so beautiful, you know," he whispered softly, his voice soft and gentle now, a stark contrast to before. His eyes were still shining with that smirk he usually wore, but this time, they seemed... brighter.

He raised a hand up to her face, caressing it softy.

Lucia's gaze turned soft now, too. She liked him - which is why she even wanted to share the bed with him in the first place, but this afterwards, felt almost better than the act itself. The pure moment of... love? It was soft, vulnerable. But strong. Lucia felt her heart swell, as she leaned into his touch, softly caressing his arm and laying her head on top of his chest.

And even his heart stirred, it was a feeling he never expected.

He felt... soft. Not in a way where he felt weak, but in a way where he was willing to share a part of himself with her. And that felt... good. The soft touch of her fingers lightly rubbing against his arm was quite... nice.

He was comfortable. This sensation was foreign to him, but he was content.

 

They didn't know what their future would entail. Probably a lot of trouble. Especially considering that both of them were Chosen's of different gods. Everything was complicated. The world would continue to be cruel, but...

This felt nice.

And both really hoped that whatever would happen in the future, this wouldn't be the last night they would spend in each other's arms.

Gortash felt felt Lucia's consciousness slipping away, and for the first time he didn't see that as weakness. He squeezed her arm gently, leaning his head against hers. His own consciousness slipping away, too.

[arklayraven]

I'm currently on a mission to earn enough money to have enough to buy those OM art books, that are already accepting preorders. As well to prepare to have enough for one of the upcoming OM plushies.

So what I'm going to do is draw characters in any of these chibi bases I made for this. And hope if anyone likes them enough, they will throw a donation my way to my ko-fi. As a means to say to keep going pretty much with the drawings.

I'm also all for accepting character requests too if you have any if it'll motivate you to support me there too.

Eyes and smile can change to fit any characters personality/style btw. So for example, if you don't think a smile will suit them, then understandable and I can change it to make things work.

I'm gonna just try to draw OM characters for now. But for requests, am willing to try OM ocs too. As well characters from Paralive, Twst and from other series' you know I'm a fan of.

Only things I won't draw btw are robots, mechs and armor.

A single ko-fi donation is $3, but you can send more if you want.

Shares are greatly appreciated and help out a lot even if you can't donate!

I'll update if/when my goal is reached.

Thank you for reading, and for supporting and helping me too if you did!! 💜

[euovennia]

Hi! I have an Oc who is Malaysian so her accent is very heavy. She doesn't have much knowledge about other languages, just English. Then I had an idea.

Could you do something about the reader being the nursing assistant at the base, who is a little shy and decided to learn German on her own just to have some conversation with König, since she always had a crush on him. She is always seen very distracted reading something but no one knows what she reads so much, since she takes care to cover all the German books she has so that no one suspects her sudden interest in the language.

Thank you in advance! 🥰

bless the anon who requested this, i loved writing this out!

warnings: two goofballs being shy bc they're so into each other, not proofread

You're startled by the sound of four incessant knocks bouncing off your door. Your hands grasp onto the old receipt from a grocery run you made just over a week ago that you'd been using as a bookmark and quickly shove it between the pages of your copy of German for the Intermediate. You promptly shut the paperback closed and stack a few files on top of it before getting up from your seat and opening the door to reveal the head nurse and your boss, Juliette. She walks into the small office she'd assigned you and takes a seat on the chair you'd finished sanitizing not too long ago causing you to let out a puff of air in faux annoyance.

"I just got done wiping that down, Jules."

She waves you off as you shut the door and take your seat back at your assigned desk, "I'll wipe it before I go, don't worry."

You cross your legs and give the clock a quick glance before returning your gaze to the woman sat before you, "Everything alright? You look tired."

She quirks a brow, "That your way of saying I look awful?"

Your quick to shake your head, "What? No, of course not! I was just asking because it's only eleven but you look ready to walk out on us."

She looks down at her pants and flicks off a speck of dust you can't even see before responding, "That's because I am."

You straighten out your posture as your interest is piqued, "And why's that?"

She diverts her attention from her pants so she can look at you, "I got word KorTac is on their way back from that mission in Belgium. They've got three GSW's, five knife wounds, and an apparent concussion all on that flight.."

Your brows raise as your stomach falls, "Do you know who has which injuries?"

She shakes her head, "No, but I've been told all wounds have been stabilized by the on board medics. I'm thinking we might just have to stitch them back together once they touch down. We'll see about that concussion once they land."

Your heart rate slows down just a tad as you let out a small sigh of relief, "Well at least that's something, no? Could be a lot worse."

She runs a tired hand through her hair, "I know, I just can't help but think of all the paperwork we'll have to work through cause of it though. Is that messed up?"

You ponder for a moment before answering, "No, I don't think so. We all hate paperwork, but you just so happen to get the majority of it."

"Sometimes I hate myself for accepting that damn promotion," She lets out a wistful sigh, "You think you can take some files off my hands by chance? I'll let you have a day off any day you want."

"No need to bribe me with a day off, Jules. You know I don't mind the extra paperwork," You say with a kind smile.

She lets out a small laugh, "Right, I forgot you actually like paperwork."

You shrug, "It's cathartic."

She eyes you for a few moments and opens her mouth to say something, but is stopped by the sound of her pocket pager going off. She grabs onto it and reads over it for a moment before looking up at you, "They're here."

You lean back in your seat as you release the pen from your cramping hand. Your eyes rake over the now small stack of folders sitting on your desk before drifting over to the digital watch resting on your wrist.

16:37

You remain leaned back in your chair staring at different points in your small office for longer than you care to admit before eventually settling your gaze on the book nestled underneath the growing stack of completed files. You reach forward and carefully pull it out before opening up to the page you were on before Juliette knocked at your door. You combed through the words of the pages, soaking up every bit of information you could.

Of course, until there was another knock on your door.

Holding in the small sigh that threatened to spill from your lips, you opened up a drawer in your desk and placed the book inside before shutting it and turning your focus back to the files on your desk, but not before calling out a quick, "Come in!"

You paid no mind to the door as it opened, only bothering to look up from the patient report you were slaving over when the person who had, presumably, walked in didn't say anything. Your eyes widened and your cheeks warmed upon seeing the object of your affections staring down at you with those gorgeous eyes of his. You could only hope you didn't look as love-struck as you felt.

"König," You greeted as you wring your hands together, "What can I do for you?"

His hands moved to pull up his long sleeve where his forearm guards once rested, a small frown coming to tug at the edge of your lips as you're met with a particularly nasty looking cut.

"Miss Young said you could stitch this up for me," He started as he seemed to shift his weight from one foot to another, "I'm sorry if it's a bother, you look busy."

You shut the file on your desk closed before standing up and walking over to the small cabinet filled with medical supplies as you motion for him to take a seat. You grab onto your disinfectant and suture kit before taking a seat in front of him as you speak, "It's not a bother at all, König. I've been working on those for a while now, this is a welcome distraction."

He gives a nod that you don't see, far too wrapped up in tending to his wound, but also a tad nervous that you'd somehow mess up if you dared to sneak a glance at those eyes that plagued your dreams. Still, you can't seem to hold back the question that's been bouncing around your mind for the past few hours.

"Where were you when the rest of KorTac came in?"

You can't see the way his cheeks tinge pink at the sound of your voice cutting through the otherwise silent room.

"I didn't think I was hurt so I went back to my room. I only realized when I stepped out of the shower not long ago."

You try not to think of him in the shower as you thread the needle, but you can't help but take notice of just how good he smells now that he's in such close proximity. You look down at the skin of his exposed forearm before muttering out a small, "Sorry for the pinch," Before reaching forward with steady hands and pinching the needle through his skin. The small hiss of pain from him aches your chest, but you're enamored by just how soft his skin feels against your fingertips.

You're quick to stitch up his wound, even as your mind and body are going haywire from the man sitting before you. You tie a knot into the thread and cut off the excess before looking up at him, "You can get someone to take them out after seven days, should be good as new."

He gulps, "Would it be possible for you to take them out?"

Your heart soars at the prospect of seeing him again, "If you'd like me to."

He nods, "I would."

You smile at him, "Then I'll see you in a week."

You watch as he leaves just a few moments after your short lived interaction. You quickly clean up the supplies you used before settling yourself back into your chair and taking a deep breath, but it doesn't do much to calm your frazzled nerves because you can still smell traces of his shampoo in the air.

The seven days pass by much slower than you'd anticipated, but it gives you more than enough time to move on from your copy of German for the Intermediate to your copy of German for the Advanced. Which, is what you're currently catching up on before your door flings open. You jolt in your seat as you toss the book to the corner of your desk haphazardly as your eyes fly over to the sudden intrusion where you see Juliette standing there with a sheepish smile on her face.

You let out a small sigh before running your hand over your face, "You scared me."

She takes a seat, "I'm sorry! I just wanted to ask if you were gonna cash in that day off any time soon."

You give her a playful eye roll as you speak, "You've been bugging me about this the entire week. I'm starting to think you don't like me."

She waves you off, "As if. You're easily the most competent person around here, I'd probably drown if you weren't around."

Your brows furrow in confusion, "Then why ask so much?"

She shrugs, "I don't know. I just figure most people would've cashed it in by now, you're making me think you like working just a little too much."

"I just don't see a need to have a day off, I like my job."

"But that's not the point! You rarely ever take a day off and you're always more than happy to come into work if I ever have to call you in. Everyone needs a break, even people who like their job, don't you think?"

You open your mouth to respond, but stop when you see König poke his head though the opening of the door that Juliette hadn't closed all the way, but upon seeing the two of you wrapped up in a conversation he seems to falter.

"I'm sorry, I can come back–"

Juliette stands up and opens the door for him before he can finish his sentence.

"No need, I was just asking a question and I got my answer. Feel free to take her," She says before moving past König with a kind smile.

You try not to get too giddy with the fact that Juliette showed herself out before König could scurry away from your office. You'd been eager to see him.

"Take a seat, I just need to grab some tweezers and a pair of scissors."

He nods before occupying the seat Juliette once had before you return with the aforementioned supplies. You sit before him much like you had a week ago and watch as he lifts up his black long sleeve once more. You lean forward to get a closer look, your heartrate picking up as the smell of his shampoo completely overrides your senses. Much like last week, you make quick work of undoing his stiches and discarding the supplies.

You look up at him with an almost shy smile, "Seems like you're all set now...Unless you needed something else?"

He seems to ponder over your words for few moments before giving a hesitant shake of his head, "No I...I think I'm okay."

You give him a small nod, "Okay then...I think you're good to go."

You watch as his shoulders fall slightly and you're so close to slamming your head against your desk. You've practically kicked him out of your office despite waiting for him to stop by all week. You watch with remorseful eyes as he gives a quick nod before standing up and walking over to your door. You're desperate for him to stay, even for just a few minutes longer so you blurt out, "Schönen Tag König."

You watch with nervous eyes as he whips his head around and looks at you, a glimmer of curiosity shining in his eyes.

"You...You know German?"

Your heart nearly bursts at how shy he sounds.

You gulp as you reach out for the book you tossed aside earlier with a shaky hand, "I've been practicing," You admit as you hand it over to him.

He opens up the book and he finds himself completely mesmerized by the amount of annotations and highlights decorating the pages. He runs a careful finger over your loopy handwriting as he soaks in this newfound knowledge before closing the book and looking over at you who is not sporting a blush on your cheeks, "Why did you want to learn?"

"For you," You quietly admit.

His body warms at your admission, "For me?"

You nod, "I know there's not really anyone else on base who speaks it and I," You let out a small breath to calm your racing heart, "I just thought you'd like to have someone to speak to in your mother tongue."

His lips stretch into a small smile as his eyes bounce between you and the book in his hands. You had just made this so much easier for him.

"Well...If you're tired of reading from a book, maybe I could help teach you?"

Your head snaps up at his words, "You'd do that?"

He nods as he tries to resist the urge to sweep you into his arms, "I always wanted to ask you to out, but I never had a good reason."

You stand up from your seat and walk over to him as you look up into his eyes, "You never needed a reason."

He lets out a shaky breath as he tries to process your close proximity, "I didn't want to make any assumptions," He supplies lamely.

Upon seeing his obvious hesitance, you can feel a surge of confidence bubble up inside you as you reach out for his hand and interlace your fingers, "I would've said yes no matter what."

He's so entranced he can barely think straight, "But your job...It keeps you busy, no?"

Your eyes sparkle, "I think I can manage to get a day off."

That's all he needs to hear.

[imperator-titus]

Hey, I think I want to try Kinktober this year!

Edit: My Kinktober stuff over on Ao3 / My Kinktober Tag on Tumblr

I'm not very good at drawing anymore (way out of practice) so of course I will be doing short stories!

Note: I am using the Bloodweave calendar (thank you @pandorastrove for the suggestion!) and I will do Bloodweave but I will likely do other pairings that feel right. I picked the Bloodweave calendar not just because I got a suggestion, but also other calendars I found had way more prompts that I was uncomfortable with.

I am a super Bloodweave enjoyer but obviously haven't done a lot of stuff with them so I will try my best!

I am also open to requests and suggestions for other kinks from other lists! They do not have to be Bloodweave, or for my Tavs, I DO like pretty much all the characters (not so much interested in writing for the 'bad guys', I beg your forgiveness, totally support you) but just know that I have 3 fics and they all involve Tavs and are mainly Astarion with some Gale, so that is my strong suit.

If I don't get a request/suggestion, I'll just do the assigned prompt (I'll try to do Bloodweave to honor where they came from, maybe if I get really inspired, I'll do multiples...)

If you like my work and DO want to send in a request, feel free to send any pairing or prompt (including ones not on this list) at any time, even if the prompt has past. The worst that will happen is I say no or it takes me forever to do! I've never gotten requests for this fandom before so I don't really anticipate any, but I'm open to it!

Tagging with characters I like and would probably do a prompt for. Also including my Tavs! (if you are a Ghost from the Past enjoyer, I would also probably accept my other OCs from that. Hoping to update soon) I know I've only done M/F(M/NB) and I started doing Bloodweave as a part of a polyship for GftP, but I am open to F/F and M/M ships too!

Tagging with my fic tags so you can check out those if you want an idea of what I write!

(I'm dumb and did this as a reblog instead of a post like I intended)

Below cut is the calendar:

[neon-candies]

Mini PSA

Out of the request from the person in the previous ask, I've removed it. I'm not offended or bothered in the slightest and I genuinely appreciate that they had chosen to ask to use Annie rather than just go ahead without my permission.

With that said, however. I will use this post to elaborate further on my stance and why I don't feel comfortable letting others use Annie. Specifically it's generally people I don't know whom I do not feel comfortable using her for their own things. This is because as my oc, only I know Annabelle and all her many layers. As the creator, there are some things I haven't even posted about her that only I know. So the risk of others portraying her as OCC are extremely high. While that's not generally a problem, the biggest issue is that she is just an oc.

She isn't a part of the show, she isn't an official character. If someone where to see her they wouldn't think "Ah yes I know this oc and their creator" like say if you see Angel Dust and instantly know who created him and where he's from. Annabelle is just an oc I made for fun. Therefore it's why I generally expect her to be treated like an oc, not as an official cast member. Don't get me wrong I love the fact people like her and are genuinely interested in my character! But it's because she's my oc that I hold her close and am reluctant to let others use her for their things. The only ones who have my permission are my friends simply because I know them and I've developed a relationship where I trust them.

Maybe in the future I'll loosen my stance on this and let it be open season with people using Annie. But for the time being I ask that you respect my wishes. I know logically I cannot stop people if they simply wish to use Annie and disregard asking my permission. That's just how some people are and I've accepted that. Although I felt putting my own thoughts on the matter out here for people to see would at least be somewhat of a counter. Thank you for reading and for your support. :)

[sketch-guardian]

Hii can I ask for an mc with a very strong oral hyperfixation like Demya? I don’t remember if that’s how you spell their name but I hope it is!!

Don't worry, your ask is valid and you wrote Demya's name correctly✨I'll do my best as always to satisfy requests💕also I assumed you meant every OC🙈:

"RAD CLASSMATES+NEW EXCHANGE STUDENTS WITH A MC WHO HAS AN ORAL HYPERFIXATION"

DEMYA

Well, a match made in heaven or in this case hell, because it would be a trait that Demya would share with MC. Demya wouldn't be sure how MC began to have a very strong oral hyperfixation, in her case it was due both to the premature separation from her family and then stay in a human circus as part of a freakshow before being freed and to her frequent hunger, still, unless MC wants to confide, Demya wouldn't ask too many questions, as it is by now a normal practice for her as well. Demya and MC would often be seen together chewing or licking on something with their mouths, maybe even kissing to keep their lips busy could work, but usually Demya would use food or bones to munch on, which she would share with MC, since they are her mate (MC perhaps, before trying, would like to know who those bones belonged to-). Basically, Demya would be very understanding and would be happy to have something more in common with MC

DOMNRA/MOBIM

At first Domnra would sigh in exasperation, since oral hyperfixation would remind him of Demya, that insuffarable gremlin, however since this would be about MC, he would prove more compliant (double standards-). Although oral hyperfixation is something Domnra is familiar with, he wouldn't know how MC deals with it exactly, so he would ask MC what they usually use to find relief and satisfy their urgent strong need. An attempt by Domnra to help and be supportive would be to buy crunchy or chewy snacks to relieve MC's cravings or if in a playful mood, Domnra would suggest asking Mobim to borrow one of its squeaky toys, which the little curse wouldn't be able to bite anyway due to its lack of mouth, Mobim only likes them for the sound (MC's allowed to slap Domnra-). Mobim would also like to be helpful and unlike Domnra, it would offer its toys very innocently, thinking of helping. Furthermore, Mobim hopes not to be bitten by the nape of its neck to be carried like a puppy, as happened with Demya once

AZUL

As already known, Azul raised Demya for a while, he bacisally grew used to being chomped on, so a MC with an oral hyperfixation would not only be a familiar scenario for him, but also child's play. First of all, Azul would focus on which methods MC prefers to use to deal with their hyperfixation, then at his suggestion, he would propose a chewable and suckable option, which can be both sweet and bitter depending on MC's personal tastes, that is, a chupa chups or a lollipop, to be used in moderation obviously, due to sugar. Azul would also volunteer to personally relieve MC, either through kisses, make-out sessions or lovebites (Azul is sadistic with his enemies, but masochistic with his lover, so his lovely star MC can go crazy with Azul, he can handle it-)

ZURI

Zuri would be curious about the origins of MC's oral hyperfixation if they feel like talking about it and would ask if MC's okay living like that or if they would prefer to see a specialist to try to get rid of the habit, in both cases Zuri would be able to adapt to the circumstances. Zuri doesn't open her mouth very often, but she has quite long fangs, so she would understand MC's likely discomfort in showing their oral hyperfixation in public. Zuri would suggest chewing on a gum or could personally sew a mask for MC so that they can carry out their methods to relieve their oral hyperfixation undisturbed.

ODON

Odon wouldn't be able to relate to MC's oral hyperfixation on a personal level, seeing as they barely move their mouth, always busy forming a wide toothy smile, however as an understanding eldritch being, Odon would accept MC's peculiarity without any problem, as MC has ultimately done with Odon by accepting them as a friend in the first place. Odon would read books on the topic to give MC useful and appropriate advice, not knowing much on the subject themselves, moreover Odon would ask MC to explain to them how exactly oral hyperfixation works, what it feels like to have it and how they currently hadle it, they would also listen to the reasons behind the origin of the hyperfixation if MC wanted to share such story, Odon's a good listener. Odon's eye-like creatures wouldn't have an opinion about MC's oral hyperfixation, as long as MC doesn't bite them and make them think they want to eat them, they're fine with their habit

REMIEL

Remiel would have her first approach to oral hyperfixation through MC, having never heard of it before, so MC should expect several questions, some unintentionally invasive, on the topic from the angel of death, who would only be attempting to better understand both MC and terrestrial issues. Remiel would do some research through tomes and if there weren't enough sources, she would also try internet, although technology isn't her strong suit, good thing she's a fast learner. However, since she remains quite dense, Remiel might take some advice too literally, so it would be up to MC to help explain better. Remiel is a rather understanding and soothing angel, so she would reassure MC that she doesn't mind their oral hyperfixation

NATHANIEL

Nathaniel would believe he had seen similar habits in babies or in any case it would seem to him to be a typical trait of newborn animals, however as a very chill angel, Nathaniel would simply go along with it and not even pay too much attention to MC's oral hyperfixation, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, MC wouldn't even need to explain. Nathaniel would think about how to support MC in their daily oral hyperfixation and find pens as objects to chew on to replace finger nails or other possibly harmful habits, he would also suggest trying boba tea, given the gummy bubbles at the bottom. Basically, it wouldn't make much difference to Nathaniel if MC had an oral hyperfixation

URIEL

Uriel would initially be quite puzzled by MC's oral hyperfixation, unable to associate a logical explanation behind such habit, however she could reason and associate a similarity to her own need to physically vent through fighting when she is frustrated. Uriel would ask MC if their oral hyperfixation is something they want to maintain or get rid of, in order to decide whether to begin a training of resistance against temptation. If MC was okay with living like that, then Uriel would get used to it, throwing a glare with a veiled promise of smite to anyone who looks at MC strangely. Uriel would only ask not to try to chew on her armor, not only because of the hardness, but also because then she would have to clean it