#and yes im aware there could be a switch up were its like. IT WAS ALL A TRICK YOUVE ALL BEEN MANIPULATED ‼️‼️‼️

[florshedworf]

i remember when tpot came out everyone thought two was going to be some vile yet charming dictator but really they are just a genuinely kind person LMAO

[fluffylino]

worried!minho

minho wants to take away all your pain~

-contains mature themes

when were the cramps going to go. it was your second day of having your period. you had leaked through your pad and stained your clothes. now, you sat on the bed, swaddled up in a bedsheet while a random anime was playing on tv.

you were far too distracted to even pay attention to the dialogues. another sharp pain to your lower stomach. you huffed, wrapping your arms around your stomach. you curled up into a ball, adjusting your pad which had moved out of place.

minho's footsteps could be heard. he was busily moving about. from the kitchen, to the living room and then to check on you.

"how are you feeling, baby?" you jumped at the sudden appearance. he was standing beside you, looking at your bundled up figure with soft eyes. you let out a whine, lightly kicking your legs. you could hear his quiet laugh.

"mm' hurts" you mumbled, reaching your hand out. he took it, sitting close to you. he brushed your hair out of your face and leaned over you to take the remote. switching off the tv.

"still?" he seemed worried.

the thing was, it was rare for you to get cramps. you hardly ever got cramps that made you stay in one spot. on any other period you'd only feel a slight discomfort in your stomach. but today was different. you weren't used to it. and minho wasn't used to seeing you in such pain.

you looked at him through the bedsheets, only your eyes and mouth visible. his smile grew and he couldn't help but pat your head like you were one of his cats. which to him you were.

"i gave you a heating pad..we did some muscle relieving exercises and drank lots of water..what else could possibly work?" minho furrowed his eyebrows, his lips jutting out as he blinked. and blinked. and blinked-

"you know there is something that definitely works for sure. i was reading that orgasms help"

your eyes widened and then you slowly sighed.

well, that was true. but sex on your period would just end up looking like a crime scene. it made you feel confused. because yes, all the raging hormones were constantly at battle with your mind.

"but its icky and you'd probably find it...not so nice"

minho looked at you. "what makes you say i wouldn't like it?"

you were taken aback. did he really not mind?

"i don't think i want to do the...whole thing" you mumbled, shyly.

"so then should i try eating yo-" you screamed, pushing the bedsheet over him. shivering at how cold the room actually was.

"no no no" you chanted. that was not something you'd ever want to put him through, for the sake of your pleasure. you were aware of him. he didn't care about blood at all. in fact he was so chill about it. like the time you accidently stained his pants when you fell asleep on him.

he even washed out the sheets.

he ruffled around, throwing it on the ground. he scooted closer.

"should i finger you then, hm? that shouldn't be so bad, would it?" you nodded slowly.

"but what if i make a mess..again"

"i'll put a towel underneath"

"what if you get blood all over your fingers..."

"baby if i did mind it, i wouldn't have been so eager to suggest it"

he smiled. minho was ever so patient. always answering you with a reassuring statement whenever you fell down a spiral of unecessary thoughts.

"can you use gloves...?" you asked so softly, you had to repeat it for him to hear.

"whatever you want, baby. i recently just bought a whole new pack of gloves for when im marinating meat"

you smiled nervously.

"guess ill be using them to touch some other kind of meat" you pushed him off the bed. he gave you a sarcastic smile. your stomach doing flips at his expression.

.

you stood up, freezing when you felt a blood clot come out. there was no way you could do this. you finally decided on washing your lower body. so you did, carefully stepping out of the bathroom.

"take your pants off.." minho had come back, this time pulling the gloves up and over his wrists.

oh, so they were like the surgical gloves. the ones that fitted well...a little two well. his hands looked nice. they looked very nice in fact-

"what? you don't want the gloves? i don't mind" your eyes met his and doubt filled him. if only he knew what you were actually thinking about.

"i want it"

he had laid the towel down and you sat on it. you pulled your oversized shirt down, trying the cover up.

minho walked towards you, opting to sit behind you. his back resting against the headboard and your back to his chest. you felt a little exposed. he was fully clothed while all you wore was a t shirt.

you could feel his breath on your ear. minho's left hand rubbed on your stomach while his right hand slid between your legs.

he let out a surprised laugh. you knew you were wet. he could feel it. after seeing his hands in those latex gloves, you couldn't fight it.

"be a good kitty and open up for me"

you mewled at the nickname. lifting your knees up while he kept your legs open for him. he pushed a finger inside before slowly adding a second digit.

at this point you weren't sure if it was blood or slick or maybe both that leaked out onto his fingers.

"sorry" you apologized, you didn't even know why you were saying sorry. the pain in your stomach was the last the thing you were worried about.

"talk t-to me" you whispered, leaning into him. he lazily grazed his thumb over your clit while his digits pumped inside of you. with just enough pressure to not be too much for you.

"its okay, baby...you're doing so great, let me see how well you take my fingers" you moaned, as he pressed his palm against your heat. the latex feeling unusually nice. on your skin. and especially inside you.

"n-nice hands"

"yeah? you think my hands are nice? what do you like about my hands hm?"

he asked. he wasn't teasing you. he wasn't even joking about it. in fact he seemed to be curious. he wanted to feed into you.

"v-veiny..pretty and big...feels amazing inside of me" you answered back, bucking your hips when he added a third digit.

"you sure you aren't talking about my dick, kitten?"

"that even" you blabbered. letting him hook his chin on your shoulder. his breath hitched when you traced the veins on his forearms. they were so prominent. you wanted to lick them.

"that good, hm? who knew you'd be so attracted to my arms"

another warm sensation between your legs. his gloved fingers gliding in much smoother. you wanted to cringe at the sqelch it made every time he pushed in.

"you know, you have such a pretty little pussy, kitten?"

you blushed, trying to hide away from his comments. he nuzzled against your neck.

"i can't resist when it comes to you. i want to give you everything that i can"

willingly you parted your mouth, taking his other fingers in. he pressed down on your tongue. you sucked on them.

"you'll take anything i give you, won't you because you're my obedient princess"

[d1s1ntegrated]

hiiiii!!

so this feels kind of random and maybe a little ooc but i keep imagining shiggy as like a streamer (playing obviously league of legends but also like valorant, overwatch, fortnite, etc etc)

but could i possibly get some streamer shigaraki hcs pls and thank youu ♡

also i saw your post about emoji anons and id like to formally request that i can claim this emoji; 🧸 thank you for all your amazingly handcrafted beautiful posts!!!

ooouuuu yassss. i also love to hc shiggy as a streamer idc if its ooc!

also yes ofc ! 🧸is all urs bby <3

streamer!shigaraki hcs ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ̀ˋ

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it started as a joke, he didnt think anyone would really watch

but followers and viewers SKYROCKETED so fast, he was kinda overwhelmed at first

mostly streams LoL, but loves switching between diff games throught the stream (OVW, apex, valorant, fortnite)

but for some reason, he hates COD. HATES IT. if chat even mentions it he screams

he gets banned regularly for "random shit" aka trying to beef with the 12 year old's in chat, accidentally smoking on cam, etc

has absolutely no filter, just plays the game the same way he would if he were alone, which gives him one hell of a reputation online

chat goes WILD when he ties his hair back, cause usually its in his face

does a lot of 12-24 hour streams bc he cant sleep

streams at the most random and inconvenient times, like 4pm or 3am.

that being said he has no set schedule. he usually just hops online whenever.

loves bantering with chat, he thinks its so funny

"blueflame says... "this man needs chapstick lolz"

"well fuck you blueflame, you need a loving family and some bitches, but i guess both of us are fucked, hm?"

went through a huge minecraft phase and ended up creating a small cult following from it

which he abhors. like fucking hates it bc of all the drama in the minecraft community-he doesn't like to be associated with them.

calls his fans rats/bugs/etc.

goes on long-ass adhd rambles about random shit a LOT

"chat, chat watch this, gonna get this fucker"

*dies*

"chat. i am going to scream."

this man has 0 social awareness or media etiquette

like he's actually disgusting on stream it can be a hard watch at times. especially if he's eating cause he doesnt gaf about being "polite"

listens to a lot of hyperpop/metal/game osts in the background but has gotten in trouble for copyright lol

does dumbass dances in his chair if he wins a round

when everyone realized he wore gloves to game, he got sent a BUNCH of new ones, with different patterns and materials (he shows them all off) (his fav ones are the creeper-themed ones tho :3)

has "horror nights" where he'll stay up and play shit like fnaf, slender, closing shift, and other indie horror games

he played facade once but immediately removed the game from his pc (very dramatically) after trip denied his request to "kiss it sloppy style".

chat regularly begs him to play roblox but he always ignores it

even though he HAS it downloaded.

"chat what the fuck is skibidi ohio"

always drinking some form of energy drink no matter what time it is

"someone in chat said im cute. go touch grass"

has a discord server that he does in fact own and mod. but only lets certain people join (he does have a tier system after a while)

[■■■■■■■■■] 100%

ugh gamer streamer shiggy is so Real to me...and so cute...i need him viciously

thank u for the request, 🧸!

[eightball-chronicles]

Deadpool + Wolverine tk headcanons !!!

a/n : i love these 2 so much …. ever since findin out theyre both canonically ticklish in the comics ive been EXPLIDINF . this movie reawakened my obsession so lets goooo ^-^

Words : (4649 under cut)

Deadpool

As a ler :

ohmygod . he is RUTHLESS

so mean yet so silly when he tickles

yk in the beginning of xmen origins wolverine ?? how he was usin his katanas to block all those bullets ???? hes so fast w his arms n he would be able to pin anyone in an INSTANT

like he could wrap his arms around you n trap you in a tickly bear hug so easily

SUCH a tease; both verbally n physically

he would slowly lower his hands on his victim while wriggling his fingers n when hes about to touch you he'll quickly shoot his hands back up n keep on doin that

n the baby talk OH LORD THE BABY TALK

this man will leave anyone redder than his suit

"awwww whos a tickwish wittle baby ?? you are !! yes you areeeee !!"

"coochiecoochiecoochiecoochiecoo"

"whats got you laughin so much huh ?? sounds like you got a tickle in your throat"

like SHUT UPPPPDKDJKFJHDJ

points out any noises made

if you snort or wheeze or squeal or anything similar he WILL tease you more

aware when you want him to stop but also aware that he doesnt wanna stop

"did you say stop ?? do you mean it ?? do you ?? huh , huh , huh ?? hmmmm alright alright i'll stop"

n if you actually LIKE being tickled ?? oh god hes never letting you live free of tickles ever again

will use every excuse possible to try n tickle you

you had a bad day ? tickles . youre being stubborn ? tickles .

you need to wake up, need to go to sleep, need to be convinced, need to relax, wade just gets bored,

everything . t i c k l e s

overall : be scared but not worried (if that makes sense)

As a lee :

ohh how the turns have tabled

talks so much shit beforehand but the SECOND he gets it hes all like "WAITWAITWAIT LETS TALK PLS"

absolute gigglefest . when you first strike a bad spot he does this squealwheeze combo

THE MOST TICKLISH THIGHS IN THE WORLD EVER

more sensitive to light touch there but squeezing still gets him CACKLIN

like if you just . lightly drag your fingertips or nails anywhere on his thighs …

oh hes dead . youve officially killed mr immortal .

ticklish palms too DONT ASK I JUST KNOW IT

again, light touch here n hes a puddle

if you try to tease him while ticklin hes gonna somehow turn it around ?????

if you try to fluster him or just point anything out he will get so SNIDEEEE

"yohohou have NO rihight to tahahalk peanuhuht, we AHALL know how bahahad it ihis for you whehehen i WAITWAITWAHAHAHAIT IM SOHORRY NO -"

lil shit deserves it lol (still love him)

Wolverine

As a ler :

isn't as evil as wade, but you dont wanna test him

like he wouldnt go as rough or tease as much but HE STILL WILL

wont do any anticipation tricks, hes just gonna do it

he will chase you, however, but only if you run

more on the playful side; accidently teases you by pointing out the obvious

"wow its real bad for ya here, huh bub ??"

"jesus kid stop kicking so much, oh wait … you cant, can ya ??"

hes always got this cheeky grin on his face too

super analyzes how much certain pressure n techniques works best on all your spots bc hes a BIG BULLY

if he wanted to, youd be dead in a minute ♡ (not really)

if you were being a brat then hes gonna use his facial hair

n GOD it tickles so bad

like if hes getting you from behind he might just decide to . nuzzle into your neck n its amazing HORRIBLE

in short : dont be annoying n youre good !

As a lee :

where do i even begin …

hes got such a precious smile its like how could you NOT tickle him to pieces

its pretty well known how he already has his wheezy snort laughs

catching him off guard will get the best wheezes

like if you sneak attack or switch to a bad spot suddenly

tbh hes gonna snort no matter what you do … its what n where you do it that might give you more muehehehe

pinch his sides ?? 1 snort every 20 seconds

scratch his ribs ?? 1 snort every 10 - 15

do anthing on his tummy / underarms ?? youre getting that 1 per 5 wolvie special !!!

1 SQUEEZE ON THE KNEE N ITS GAME OVER FOR HIM . if you rapid squeeze them it becomes a damn piggie pen

wade definitely abuses this

PLEASEEEE HEAR ME OUT ON HIS BACK

yall know in the first xmen when hes shirtless w his hand on the fence of a fighting ring n you can see his BACKKKK please give me a chance

light tickles there makes him MELT

youll get the sweetest giggles w an occasional wheeze

lightly scratching or tracing his shoulder blades will lead to slightly louder giggles

n rubbing your knuckles into his back dimples gets the absolute bestest snorts

TICKLISH COLLARBONES . THERE I SAID IT

im a sucker for lee wolverine idk if you can tell (its obvious)

oke doke thats it for now !! AAAAAAA im sorry these took so long TwT im just happy i got em done ehehe

sending love to everyone who reads these :D i hope you enjoyed - make sure yall stay healthy n happy ^-^ ♡

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

How to Writing multiple characters in a scene!!

Writing tips w/ Sunny (part 1, because I ramble and im positive ill end up doing this again if people want or for my own satisfaction)

This is just my methodology put in a way I think makes sense, if this doesnt apply to you thats okay everyone has different stradegies that work for them <33

SO lets begin.

"Rules" of writing multi character scenes + arcs, (First half is how to add them into a scene, second half is maintaining and not letting them vanish)

AHEM- Well there are four ways to place a character in a scene

Narration POV Aka the protagonist, this is the perspective ever present unless you CLARIFY the story is now through the lens of another character (Take for example my fic, while I play with multiple perspectives- a bulk is from Tims POV)

Secondary POV This is the character that DIRECTLY interacts with the narrator aka their "first point of contact" so to speak, they ground the narrator in the scene as not alone and is actually interacting with other people. (This DOES NOT have to be a speaking role, it can be purely observational if need be- but its the character that gets the most attention via the narrators perspective SIDE NOTE- THIS CAN SWITCH AS WELL)

Interactive POV Now we get to the "filling"- since Secondary doesn't need a direct tie to the narrator, you can have another character interact with the secondary character. But since they are not the focus of the scene its good to have a REASON they "Enter" or else if you spend so long giving the narrators perspective on #2 then you risk having someone "Materialize" in thin air. (This isnt really a concern unless you wait too long into the scene to go "Oh this guy exists-" you have time as you paint the reader a picture of the new enviornment/scene)

Enviorment POV Last but most certainly not least (and the one i've seen people struggle with the most) is the character that is PRESENT A N D NAMED- But serves no plot importance/relevance (to the narrator) during the opening part of the scene.

To put in better perspective- think of being in a room, The Narrator is you observing your surroundings (depending on POV style how "into the mind" of the narrator we go)

Secondary is the person you focus on, you hear their conversation, see their body language, expression, clothing, etc. They are the personal "focus" (there can be multiple as well)

Interactive is people SURROUNDING the focus, those who still play a semi active and visible role. They can either be within your line of sight interacting with the enviorment or speaking to a secondary/narrator character.

Enviorment is the person in the back of class that you know, but don't really register unless they do/say something- but you are still AWARE of their presence. CAREFUL NOT TO INTRODUCE THEM TOO LATE, OR ELSE YOU HAVE THE "MATERIALIZE" PROBLEM AGAIN

Now into a scene(aka recycling an old one)

Tim starred ahead silently from his side of the couch, watching Jason fidget with the soda tab on his shitty off brand Doctor Pepper he always insisted on getting. Around and around over and over, it was giving him second hand anxiety.

Thankfully they weren't forced to stay in the moment as Dick leaned over and pressed his shoulder into Jasons with a beaming smile "Oh come on it'll be fun"!

"Says you golden boy" Steph teased, half hanging off her chair and a foot almost knocking over Cass chip bag, only stopped by the fact Duke snatched it and moved it further along the table.

Well at least Damian seemed to be reacting rationally, seeming intent on slouching in on himself the more Dick tried to pull him and Jason together into a "group hug". It was a wonder his arms could even reach that far- even more so that they were still intact.

But Jason, like the rest of them, was weak to Dicks puppy dog eyes. Tim saw the moment he gave up a losing battle and his shoulders slumped in defeat, though his scowl ever present. "If I say yes will you fuck off"

"Ah ah language, we have children here"! Dick gasped, placing his ears on Damians ears which only earned him a snarl in return.

"I don't think Damian counts as a kid- and I just turned 16 which is basically an adult" Duke tried to defend, but his 'fierce glare' had less effect with his hand stuck in a bag of gummy worms.

Tim huffed- if Dick kept it up, they would end up with "family night", and he doubted all of them would come back alive.

(END SCENE)

Now to break down- Tim was of course the "Narrator" perspective that was viewing the scene, we get his insight even while not directly interacting with the characters just by his description tone.

Jason was of course the main "Secondary"character (though Dick was a mix as well) where the scene introduced by Tims perpective and tone by someone else in the enviornment.

Then you have Dick who is a perfect mix of Interactive character (how he entered the scene via movement, placing himself in perspective to the established other two) while shifting to have the most "scene impact" whilst still not being Tims focus.

Finally you have everyone else serving as Enviornment characters, with either a simple Line-action (ex-Steph) or a name drop in general placement (Cass) or establishment through movement, and only relevent later in the scene (Duke).

Damian kind of floats between, he is introduced via a reaction + Narrator observation, but then is mostly just an eviornment character. He is THERE but not really awknowleged beyond that.

NEXT- If that doesn't help much you can rely on "Environment rule"

Aka everyone is always doing something in any space they occupy- apply that to your characters. It can be as simple as when you have one character speak loudly to the narrating POV, another character shifts away or laughs.

They didn't need to speak nor did you need to detract from the tension/pacing of a scene by describing in detail their expression, positon, etc.

BUT in that moment your reader just clues in to "Oh okay x is here-" that is established, and whether or not x plays a role in a future scene within that enviornment doesnt matter much.

This is also the PERFECT oppertunity to give characterization. If a tense moment is going on you can have the narrator notice another character stiffen/flinch (aka affected by the conflict, even if not an active participant)

FINAL PART- MAINTAINING

This is where shit can hit the fan f a s t- getting a bunch of characters in a scene is one thing but keeping them there?? Hell at times.

But once again this all relies on "Narrator perspective" and unless you are switching narrators, you need a "cone of vision" to determine what is or isn't important unless you might break the tension of a scene.

Methods include-

Reactions

Two+ background characters interact (verbal or not)

Interact with enviornment

Enter/Leave a space (of note)

A sound registered but not explored (a chair creaking back, a glass dropping, snack bag rustling, or even my favorite which is the sudden absense of sound implying an audience)

"Incidents" (Someone drops something, attention goes to them for a sec- apology/oneliners, then switch back)

Check ins from NON NARRATOR, (or narrator, but usually works better to keep track of who is focused on who)

Characters don't need to be "ever present" just remind your reader they exist somewhere generally in the scene (and keep them in your back pocket)

But The best possible tool at your disposal?? BANTER.

Let characters interact, feel out their dyanmics- If you dont know how they interact in non tense situations, how does that change when tension amps up. Have a background character throw in a one liner- or the narrator observe a conversation they aren't a part of.

LET PEOPLE BE PEOPLE- And they basically write themselves

Last but not least- if you feel stuck or lost?? Treat EVERYONE like a narrator.

Who are they paying attention to? What are they seeing? How do they REACT to that? Do they speak up, do they tense, do they try and slip away or stay strong?

You don't need to know this for EVERY scene- but sometimes it helps out of a rut moment

ANYWAYYSS- This is my rant and personal methodology of how I place/maintain multiple characters. I hope this helps for anyone interested, if not find what works for you!!

My Asks are open if anyone wants me to give any other advice, tips, or just general ramblings about writing.

Otherwise,

Happy writing!!

[whats-it-mean]

hii could i request natsume x insomniac reader like they stress a lot and he probably tries to cast a spell on them to makes them fall asleep but they resist. if that's okay ofc~

Sleeping spells ☆

Natsume Sakasaki x Reader

A/N - natsume is so hot im so normal about him ahahahahhahahah. also tysm for the req !! ofc its fine, when i saw that i had an enstars req i got so excited lmao, i hope you like this!!

C/W - Use of pet names (kitten specifically bc its natsume), barely mentioned drugs

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You hated when anyone commented on your sleeping habits. You were well aware it was probably unhealthy for you to be staying up all night the way you were, whether voluntarily or not, but at this point you were starting to embrace your more nocturnal sleep schedule. By now you were starting to enjoy the way the sky looked at night compared to during the day, and napping in class wasn’t even that bad.

Until, of course, you practically passed out while overseeing one of Switch’s practices.

You kept on trying to explain to the rest of them that you had just tripped on something, which Tsumugi and Sora seemed to accept after you repeated it 3 or so times, but even as he sighed and escorted you off to the dorm rooms, you could tell by his tone that he saw through your facade.

The moment you were out of earshot from the rest of Switch, he held out an arm to stop you from walking and narrowed his eyes at you.

“You need sleep.”

You huffed, turning your gaze away from him as he said this. “But- Like- It’s not even that big of a deal, as long as I’m still getting through my classes and---”

He gave you an exasperated sigh before offering you a fond, albeit clearly annoyed smile. “It doesn’t work like that, kitten. It’s important that you take care of yourself.” He ruffled your hair a bit, before bringing his hand to his chin and letting out another sigh. “Well, in this case….. I suppose I’ll have to have you stay the night in my dorm for a bit to make sure you actually get some rest.”

You pouted. “What difference will that make? I don’t get much sleep no matter where i go-”

“Have you forgotten that I’m a distinguished magician? I’ll help you fall asleep, don’t worry.” He grinned at you, offering out his hand expectantly, staring at you with those eyes that you had no chance of saying no to, and letting out a little chuckle when you took it. His hand was warm, and he held yours rather carefully as he guided you off to his lodgings, humming a tune all the while.

The dorm room was simple, aside from the mess of scattered papers with what you could only assume to be Tsukasa’s unfinished compositions. There was a small corner dedicated to Natsume’s work, with various symbols outlined in chalk on his desk. Immediately, he gravitated over to the corner with his things, shifting objects around for a moment and mumbling something to himself before he scribbled something in messy handwriting onto a sticky note on the table.

He turned and made his way over to you, where he just smiled at you as if you were supposed to know what was going on.

“Um.. Natsume…?”

He simply kept on giving you that almost unsettling, close-eyes smile before offering you some sort of small bottle, with an unidentified liquid in it that you would have absolutely assumed was drugs if it wasn’t coming from him. He frowned a bit when you hesitated to take the bottle, and placed a hand on his hip.

“It’s perfectly safe, I promise you. It’s just a simple potion to help you sleep.”

You pouted again, taking the bottle after a moment of skepticism. “Do I have to-”

“Yes.”

The boy let out another chuckle at your antics, leaning in for a moment to give you a slight wink. “If you comply and get some rest, you can have a kiss as a reward, okay?” 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

[orphic-musings]

Welcome home! dear…fungus?

Characters: Dehya, Tighnari, Cyno, Alhaitham, Nilou x gn! reader (separately, established relationships)

Genre: Fluff, crack

Warnings: None I think? I kept switching between fungus and fungi bc idk what’s correct, (does cyno’s humour count as a warning?)

Summary: Sumeru characters react to you bringing home a new pet… fungus?

Notes: Got this idea after playing the fungus event and thought it would be a good chance to write some Sumeru characters! I’m sorry if it seems rushed I just wanted to get this out there since I haven’t been posting regularly. ㅠㅠ Inspired by my slime fics which you can find here: Part 1 — Part 2 (pls forgive me im so bad at naming slimes and fungi)

Dehya:

“Ah there you are!” Dehya sports a warm grin the moment she sees you. She stands at ease, not on high alert like she normally is. You are more interesting than anything in the background, and she prefers giving you her undivided attention. Of course, should any threat arrive she would be ready again before you could blink.

“I was looking for you everywhere- Is that fungi following you?” In an instant her tone drops into pure confusion. If the two of you were in any situation she would be springing into action, smiting the poor fungi before you even knew it was there. But this isn’t just any situation. The small capped creature is spinning around you, and your face is bright and content as you stand in the middle of Sumeru city.

“Yes! He’s my new companion. I called him Zest! There was an event down in Port Ormos where I trained him for a week, but the little guy didn’t want to leave my side at the end!”

“So… now we have to take care of a fungi.” Her expression is unimpressed, but her voice indicates that she’s intrigued, a little amused even.

“I can take care of it myself if you don’t want to-“

“No! I mean, you don’t have to do everything yourself. We do things together, yeah?” Her sudden interruption makes you giggle, and when she sees your face scrunched up in glee warmth rushes to her cheeks.

“At least it’s not a spectre.” She shakes her head, but your smile is contagious, and she can’t help the twitch of her lips. “Well we’d better go show lil’ Zesty his new home,” she says. With a delighted smile, you link your arm with hers and affectionately push into her side, while your fungi bounces along beside you. Dehya glances at the fungi one more time, before looking at your smiling face. She shakes her head again, but her smile only grows wider. The things love makes you do.

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Tighnari:

Tighnari steps into his hut while rubbing his neck, his eyes almost drooping to the floor. He had an insanely busy day, and all he can think to do is have some well deserved quality time with you. He looks up expecting to see you all settled into bed, but instead he finds an electro fungi in his spot and you giving it cuddles. Subconsciously his tail flicks with irritation, but he’s more curious than upset.

“Am I in the right house?” He asks, and though it’s intended to be a joke, his stress seeps into his tone. So much so that it jolts you, and you sit up alert on the bed. The fungi also stops its wiggling, as if mimicking you. He notes that, somewhere in the back of his mind.

“Tighnari! I um… this is, well I found… no I mean I got her from Port Ormos. There was an event and they let me keep her.” Your body is stiff as you attempt to explain the situation. Your words get all tied together, as if you were caught red-handed and were reaching for an excuse.

“I’m sorry if I startled you. Just relax and, well, let’s find this little fungi somewhere else to sit other than my side of the bed.” His tone is no longer taut, only tired, but he still gives you a gentle smile. You get up from the bed and walk over to where he is, the fungi following you. The two of you sit together on the couch, while the fungi twirls merrily on the rug.

“I think I understand the situation, but I’m sure you’re aware of the danger it poses. While it seems very tame now, it’s still a wild creature and can be unpredictable.” He glances between your gentle face and the energetic fungi while talking.

“I know… you’re right. Maybe we can watch it for a few days, and if it seems too unsafe or it’s unhappy we can release it.” You give him a hopeful smile, and since your argument is fairly sound, and he’s too tired to discuss it further, he agrees.

“We can spend more time with it tomorrow but for now, let’s get to bed.” You take Tighnari’s hand and lead him to bed, but he stops and looks at the fungi. It wiggles expectantly and he sighs. “Alright Jitterbug, I suppose you can come too.” He turns to follow you, but you just stand there in shock. Now it’s you being pulled along to bed as you laugh at the nickname and sudden fondness for the fungi. He smiles to himself seeing your joyful face, and he already feels all his stress melt away.

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Cyno:

“Cynooo! I’m hoooome!” You call into the empty entryway. Your voice is full of energy, but doubt creeps into your heart as your voice echos off the walls. It’s not unusual for you to arrive to an empty house, but you always call out just in case. You walk further in, a small dendro fungus hovering behind you. As you step into the living area you immediately freeze.

Cyno lays on his back, chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm with an utterly peacful look on his face. Your heart dances at the adorable sight, but only for a moment as he seems to stir from your presence. He pushes himself up a bit and rubs a hand across his face. When he turns to you he smiles, and it fills you with warmth. With how early he gets up in the mornings, his sleepy face is a rare sight, but a beautiful one indeed.

“Oh hello dear, I guess I must have dozed off… and hello there fungus.” He sits himself fully upright on the couch, still waking up it seems. But he soon becomes fully alert.

“Wait… what am I saying?” His gaze drifts from your face to over your shoulder. “Wait! Behind you!” You just stand there and sigh.

“Are you awake now?” You giggle a bit when you see his baffled face.

“I- What?”

“This is our new pet! I got the little guy from an event in Port Ormos! If he behaves well we’ll keep him!” You beam at him while the fungus slowly emerges from behind your shoulder, curiously floating towards Cyno. He blinks at it.

“I’ve never given much thought to keeping pets, but if it’s with you I’m sure it will be fun.” You smile wider and do a little jump with joy, as if having won a prize. In all honesty, and it might only be because of his sleepy daze, you had expected him to deny the creature to even enter your home. When you refocus out of your thoughts you find him slightly poking the fungi, who doesn’t seem to mind, with a slight smile.

“We’re calling it Bud. Get it? Because it’s like a flower bud, but also a companion.” He grins and pats the fungus on the head. And while you’re glad they’re already getting along, you can’t help but sigh at your partner’s blunt humour.

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Alhaitham:

The sun casts a peach glow over the city and you walk hand in hand with the Akademiya’s scribe. A cool breeze blows, a sign on the oncoming night. You had surprised Alhaitham at his office just as his work ended, ready to walk him home.

“I have a surprise for you when we get home!” You grin, nearly unable to contain your excitment. You remind him of a pot about to boil over, but he refrains from pointing that out. He merely raises an eyebrow at you, ever the cynic.

“If it’s that Kaveh has finally moved out I’ll be over the moon,” he jokes. You lightly hit him, a slight pout on your face, which quickly changes into a devious grin.

“I suppose it does have something to do with roomates.” To this he finds a slight concern wash over him, but also you lean into him playfully he decides to trust you.

The sun is about to disappear beyond the horizon when you arrive home, and Alhaitham nervously unlocks the door. He instantly notices the lack of signs of Kaveh, and relaxes a little. Until you stand in front of him and call out ‘surprise!’ He shuts the door behind him then looks up, and is met face to face with a floating hydro fungi.

“Is this fungus.. the surprise?” His voice is questioning, reasonably so he would argue. But your grin doesn’t falter.

“Yes! I got her from an event in Port Ormos, so I suppose you can consider her your new roomate!” He stands and watches the fungi float around him, like it was checking him out. It strangely makes him feel out of place in his own home. A part of him wants to lecture you on the nature of fungi, and how they wouldn’t be suitable for keeping as housepets. But truthfully, he can’t think of much evidence to support that, seeing as there hasn’t been much, if any, research done on the subject. He looks back at you.

“Well?” You pry. Alhaitham perceives the slight falter of your smile, the way you seem to be holding together your enthusiasm, and he can’t help but feel his heart swell at your passion for this creature, and your desire for him to accept it into his home.

“I suppose it’s much favourable to that nosy architect. Say, maybe we should train it to pester Kaveh.” Suddenly he finds the idea of keeping a fungi quite intriguing.

“Hey! You can’t just use it for nefarious purposes!” You pout at him again, and he has to raise his hands in defeat. As he does, the hydro fungus nuzzles into his cheek and you laugh at his suddenly flustered expression. He pats it awkwardly before it floats back over to you, and you welcome it with a nuzzle and a warm smile. Maybe it’s not such a terrible idea after all.

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Nilou:

The lights at the Grand Bazaar just begin to turn on as the sky darkens. Their soft glow illuminates the stage, making it seem even more magical. Although evening has fallen, a crowd steadily forms, filling the Bazaar with chatter and life. Some people browse, while others just stand and chat, but your focus is solely on the graceful and lithe movements of Nilou’s dance.

It’s merely a practice, but since you finished your errands early you had to come see her. There was nowhere you’d rather be. The moment her dance ends time seems to stop, as she holds her elegant pose in the soft lights, looking ethereal. Then she relaxes, and her eyes find you. Her cheeks heat up and she appears ready to burst with both glee and fluster.

“You’re absolutely stunning, as always. I think I fell in love all over again! Craig loved it too!” You gush with rapture in your voice when she comes down to greet you. Her heart soars at your praises.

“Thank yo- who’s Craig? Did I miss something?” Her glee falters a little, replaced by puzzlement. You swallow, realizing your slip-up. Her gaze follows yours as you cast it to the ground, where a small geo fungus stands.

“Um, Nilou, meet Craig!” You smile sheepishly, finally bringing your eyes back to her. But she keeps staring at the lithic creature, watching curiously as it begins to roll around her feet before settling back beside you.

“A fungi?” She questions, and you begin to fear that this was a bad idea. With bated breath you wait as she intently observes it. Suddenly a smile spills across her face.

“He’s adorable! I didn’t know fungi could be so well behaved!” She giggles, and you feel your whole being relax at her enthusiasm. The creature begins to jump around too, excited by her positive tone.

“I was hoping we could look after him together, if you’d be alright with that.” She meets your gaze and beams brightly, her face nearly glowing.

“Of course! Ooh, maybe I can teach it to dance! It could join the theater!” She giggles again and latches onto your arm, settling herself into your embrace. The fungi leans itself into your leg too.

“It seems I might need to compete for your attention,” she says, noticing the fungi. You smile between the both of them, enjoying being surrounding by their affections. Nilou laughs as you struggle to give them exactly equal attention all the way home.

“Home sweet home,” you say once you finally arrive. The fungi and Nilou enter together, and it warms your heart seeing them already adjust to each other. But what warms it even more is how they both cuddle into you once you’ve settled into bed, and you can’t help but feel that this moment is the definition of contentment.

[writers-wrongs]

Hi! May I request yandere alphabets for Yandere!The Elephant Man (from camp here and there) x Male!reader?

(I'm the person who request headcanons for Yandere Alex x Male reader and I accidentally forgot to switch as an anon-)

sure thing! i swear, the overlap between chnt fans and sdv fans is almost a circle. also, just for this, im going to make reader kinda like sydney in terms of TEMs effect on them

the elephant man x male!reader yandere alphabet

affection: how do they show their love and affection? how intense does it get?

this man is a snuggly little fella!! arms around you at all times. he'll also steal from the campers to get you stuff- usually plushies, blankets, and anything else soft. and he'll constantly compliment you, with a whole heap of religious reverence

blood: how messy are they willing to get?

hes willing to kill, but hed really rather not. you deserve to be loved by everyone (but especially by him), so he wont kill someone just for being your friend. as long as you come back to him at the end of the day, of course! but if someone were actively trying to keep you apart? well, a shepherd like himself sometimes has to thin the herd...

cruelty: how would they treat their darling once they abduct them? would they mock them?

oh, never! he loves you, the world itself loves you! hes giving all the praise. if he ever even thought he offended you, hed start crying

darling: other than abduction, would he do anything against their loves will?

honestly, i dont think hed kidnap you at all. sure, he wouldnt want you to leave the camp grounds, but he wouldnt mind following you around wherever you go. so really, i think hed just trail you like a lost puppy.

exposed: how much of their heart do they share? how vulnerable are they with their love?

he would rip his heart out of his chest and give it to you if he could. nothing about him is a secret to you, especially not his love. that said, he wont talk about himself unless prompted.

fight: how would they react if their darling fought back?

hed blame jedidiah. i dont care if jedidiah doesnt exist in this world where he loves you and not sydney, he will blame jedidiah. or anyone jedidiah-adjacent. hed never be upset at you, its not your fault youve been misled!

game: is this a game to them? do they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

not a game at all. youre his muse, he needs you! you cant leave him! but dont worry, he wont be mad at you. he blames jedidiah.

hell: what would be your worst experience with them?

well... probably the whole ritual thing. in his defense, he doesnt really see it as killing you. outside of that, itd have to be him lifting his mask, leaving you just aware enough to watch as he scoops you up and carries you to the woods.

ideals: what kind of future do they want with their darling?

oh, just the normal stuff. immortalizing you as an eternal muse for all the world and such. him as your faithful prophet, always by your side, spreading the word of your perfection. just couple things!

jealousy: do they get jealous easily? how do they cope?

he doesnt really get jealous. he wants everyone to worship you as he does, so he doesnt mind others showing you love. unless its- say it with me- jedidiah. how dare he get so close to you! how dare he try and mislead you! he copes by insulting jedidiah, both behind his back and to his face

kisses: how do they act around or with their darling?

religious zeal! he'll get on his knees for you (in prayer, get your mind out of the gutter), praise your name to the heavens, anything and everything to prove his devotion. that said, he can tone it down sometimes to a simple cup of tea and dancing with you. he worships you, yes, but a small part of him wants to love you normally

love letters: how do they go about courting their darling?

stalking, stalking, stalking! he kinda just hopes youll accept him through proximity. he'll also steal things from the campers and leave em for you

mask: are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

not really. hes always a little freak regardless of who hes with. hes probably more "normal" around you than anyone else honestly

naughty: how would they punish their darling?

he wouldnt! youre his muse, whatever you do must be right. if you spend time with that detested architect, its not your fault! youve been deceived, he cant punish you for that!

oppression: how many rights would they take away?

none, for the same reasons as n

patience: how patient are they with their darling?

he can get a little pissy when you start falling asleep (but thats when his accent comes out, so nobody would blame you for snoozing on purpose). he also gets frustrated when you try to deny that youre a god on earth. youre perfect, how the hell can you not see that?!?

quit: if their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever move on?

HA! no way! he was trying to kill you, sure, but he wasnt aware of that. when he realizes what he did, he'll be inconsolable. no more practiced voice, hes sobbing in the woods over your grave, wailing out in russian about how sorry he is, how he never meant to hurt his muse. but if you left... he'll track you down eventually. his poor muse, stolen away from his prophet! he'll find you again, he'll prove his devotion

regret: would they ever feel guilt about how they treat their darling? would they ever let them go?

not at all! hes following you to the ends of the earth, youre never getting rid of him. hed never feel bad about it, you need devotees even if you say otherwise. hes fully deluded, and thats not changing anytime soon

stigma: what brought about this side of them? trauma, curiosity, etc?

i could sit here for years and not come up with an explanation for elijah volkov. in canon, hes like that about sidney because of spoiler reasons (if you know you know), but for someone else who doesnt share sidneys condition? i cant imagine what would prompt him to be like this. idk man, he just thought you were cool. its 2 am, cut me some slack

tears: how do they feel when they see their darling scream, cry, or isolate themselves?

oh, how can his muse be sad? the world itself loves you, can you not feel it? he'll be doing anything and everything to help you feel better. tea and plushies for you!

unique: anything they do differently from a typical yandere?

the thing is, he doesnt actually need you to love him back. he just needs to worship you, and he'll be content. plus theres the whole... pyre incident, which i dont think most yanderes would do

vice: what weakness of theirs can you exploit to get away from them?

hang around jedidiah. he avoids that man like the plague, itll keep him off you for a bit. just expect some questions when you inevitably get separated from jeddie

wits end: would they ever hurt you?

not knowingly. hes not really aware that burning you alive ends with your death, you know? but other than that, no

xoanon: how much would they revere or worship their darling?

worship is his middle name! elijah worship volkov. thats him. i dont think i need to go into detail for this, its elijah.

yearn: how long would they pine before they snap?

a week? maybe two? he'll start following you like a lost puppy after seeing you like five total times.

zenith: would they ever break their darling?

no, never! youre perfect as is, hed never do anything to change you!

[curiousitycollective]

I've been questioning on and off since i think, 2020? 2021? if im plural or not. At first i decided that no im not, because i dont have did/osdd/etc and I wasnt open to the idea of any other form of plurality bc it was always looked down upon. I stopped thinking about it for a while but more recently I've been having trains of thoughts that dont really feel like they belong to me: im not sure how to explain it, its not a voice, feels more like a thought that was placed into my mind but doesn't belong to *me*; but then i was thinking maybe im just personifying my intrusive thoughts etc + i have a history of experiencing paranoia/delusions too so, yk

We dont really switch either. I space out a lot (i do dissociate, im just quite confident i dont have any form of disordered plurality) and it occasionally it *feels* like im not in control but I know I still am. The most "out of control" i've felt was doing something and feeling that it was *influenced* by someone else, but not actually done by them. A lot of the things I thought were alters (back in 2021) were also more fragments of myself, I would say (minus one guy who's more distinct, but idk if im just making all of that up.)

I'm not asking you to tell me "yes, you are definitely plural" or "no definitely not" of course, I'm just wondering if there's any input or anything you could direct me with or anything ? ^^;

first sorry if you have been waiting on a reply, tumblr apparently isn't showing us notifications for asks anymore. Also our answer will be above the read more, and we'll stick some resources, blogs, ect under that we think might be helpful.

So a few things, starting with some general stuff for when you're questioning things plural and otherwise.

On the "am I making this up or not?" we encourage anyone whose questioning to distinguish between "making something up/faking it" and misinterpreting things when looking at their experiences.

If you aren't purposely forcing things or consciously creating them then you aren't making something up, you can misinterpret one thing as another but if you aren't trying to do something then you aren't making it up, making something up/faking it is a conscious choice.

We also encourage anyone questioning anything to worry less about "am I right about this lable?" and focus more on "does this label help me/make my life easier/explain things to me?" It takes the pressure off about being wrong and focusses on what the thing means to you specifically.

If you decide to identify as plural and find that no, this doesn't actually fit there's nothing wrong with going "nope not actually me" and continuing on with your journey.

We've gone through many different sets of identities and pronouns before we found what fits, because often the only way to know is to see if it works. The importance thing is to make sure that whatever you choose fits you, instead of you forcing yourself to fit it.

We definitely recommend journaling or doing some sort of tracking to see how you feel about different things over time. Honestly a small notebook you keep in your pocket and jot down any stray thoughts or influences would probably be a great start.

Its actually something we did when trying to sort out the influence of ocd from schizospec from plural. It can help you see patterns over time that would otherwise be really hard to spot and also having an external record helps avoid a lot of the pitfalls of human memory

Onto the more plural related stuff. So one thing to note is that its not at all uncommon to not directly hear anything or feel others beyond stray thoughts and feeling influences especially with plurals who aren't fully aware of being plural yet.

Internal communication often takes time and practice in order to become reliable. Its not something that you'll regularly see in plural communities online because by their nature most have some degree of awareness and internal communication, otherwise they wouldn't have sought out the community but it is completely normal.

Feeling like others in brain are versions of you, or fragments also is not uncommon. Its another experience that doesn't get spoken of on here but its one many have, smile/Wren/Ghost are some of our oldest members and started as alternate versions of each other before becoming more individual. Some find that as members become more aware and communicate improves members become more differentiated some stay the same, either way its not an unknown or weird experience.

One thing we highly recommend for you is looking into the median community and their experiences. Median falls under the plural umbrella but covers those who feel their system is less differentiated/closer to singlet.

Okay this is already huge and I think we hit on most points but please feel free to ask follow ups about anything we've said

- Everyone

Blogs

@median-culture-is

@multiplicity-positivity

@inclusiveplurality

@pluralpolls <— good for getting an idea of different experiences in the community

We'll also add our #accounts and narratives tag to this post, not everything is plural but its our tag for collecting different experiences so there's probably some stuff there that's useful

[chronically-a-menace]

i haven't seen it lately but i know a while back there was this hugeeee trend of people saying they were born into the wrong generation and how they belonged into the 80's or 90's or whatever... but im gonna be really honestly i dont think we appreciate our generation enough,i LOVE being a girl in '23. i love talking the most unhinged stuff out loud with other girls during math class at 7 am. I love the little rush to open letterboxd whenever leaving the theater, i love twerking to songs none of us know the name to and lie for fun to strangers at parties. I love editing culture where a 30 second edit make me watch 8 season of a show simply because 2 characters MIGHT be gay (they never are). I love famous people drama,i love reality shows were i spent my day drown into petty fights that everyone is aware that are scripted but still opening twitter to talk about it,i love when its halloween season and teenagers dress as characters that represent them and at the same time i also love seeing girls get so confident in their costumes that means nothing else then looking hot. i love getting ready together when everything is so chaotic and "WHERES MY MASCARA" "CAN SOMEONE DO EYELINER FOR ME" "CAN YOU ZIP MY DRESS" and suddenly everyones ready and you can hear 8 different speed up songs blasting through phones because theres girls in every corner of the room making thirst traps,i love tumblr and being able to make those huge ass paragraphs about things that i want to talk about and theres no one to hear,knowing someone here probably will :) and if we wanna get poetic i love how open i can be about who i am and who i love to people my age,i love how much more accepting we are then older generations,i love seeing how my friends switched into trynna make me go out guys to giving me thumbs up and the biggest smile whenever i talk to a girl they think i could actually love,i love turning up tv to watch silly little shows about girls liking girls,i love the owls house and shera and how no one in the amphibia fandom would ever dissagree that all of those bitches are gay. i think we as a society should start appreciating all the work we did to undo everything wrong that was taught to us,and yes we obviously have flaws but we also made so much progress comparing to our grandparents and sometimes even parents

[victorrrrobles]

entry 07012024

dear love,

honestly watching my relationship die was so devastating. i saw it in their eyes, in the way they talked, treated me, and behaved. no one prepared me for what i was witnessing and it scared me because I was so in denial about it yet aware of it. I called it out when necessary though, but it caused fights or i was just very forgiving by the end of it. a lot of the time i just let things slide. i really did try to salvage anything but he would always say that he’s trying or that it was too much to handle by the end of any of these “arguments”.

I feel like obviously things are gonna be okay and most importantly i really should take this as time to do what i need to do to heal yeah but to focus on getting work done around myself and within. he really was a blessing to me. we did so much together and had so much planned and it really was fun. i had never been to so many different places and seen what i’ve seen if it hadn’t been for him really. he was always planning for the future and looking forward to it. but i could never tell if any of these hopes and dreams included me. i had instead spent my time trying to get him to be in the present.

i will admit though, seeing him back on dating/hookup apps as soon as we ended the relationship did hurt my feelings. i only saw out of suspicion that he’d do that because he’d done that in the past before. and i was right cause he was. i think the reason why it hurt my feelings was because it was like him saying “yay finally out of that situation now i can really do what i want”. as much as i tried to switch things up or even make compromises, he wouldn’t want go through with it. i hate it because i want him to want that with me too. if he wants to be promiscuous, be it with me. if he wants meaningless sex, have it with me. i don’t get why im not good enough to be excited over. that’s why that hurt my feelings. he recently did mention to me that a reason we didn’t do much stuff in the bedroom was because he wanted to prepare in order to lead to that, which granted, yes i agree. however, even when we were or did plan, he would back out. anyways that’s besides the point.

so much just lead to this. i wish i had listened to myself more and admit i was right all along but just ashamed to admit it. i really hate feeling like this because for me, i really want that closure if i know its over. but even with how my relationship ended, i didn’t get that. it ended over text by the way :/

i did try to coordinate dropping off belongings but he wants to pick up when i’m out for work. he claims he doesn’t want any possible back and forth which i respect because that’s usually when we tussle things out verbally. but for me, i knew it to be over so i was really coming at an angle of just wanting to see him one last time. i wish i knew what he’s feeling, if he’s feeling anything at all? because he seems to have been wanting to move on from me pretty quickly given the way he’s going about it already. i know there’s intent and thought behind his actions. they may not be for the right reason but they’re not wrong either, he’s doing his best to deal with this in his own unique way. i may not agree with it but that’s not really something i should worry about anymore.

at the end of the day he’s a good person and although what he’s doing right after the relationship ending is very sad to see, i still wish the best for him. I feel like i can forgive him but for right now i need my space and time. i just want to focus on more important things. i really want to let go of the pain from being so mad and frustrated with him but it’s so hard. i want to stop looking at him as part of any pain i want to let go of to heal from this. and in doing so, i’ve been wanting to forgive my mom too. it hit me today that i want to forgive those i feel so upset by. most importantly, i want to forgive myself too. i’ll probably never be able to forgive or apologize to everyone that fits the spectrum of this topic from my life but i can try.

i’m gonna spend the rest of my life missing him and the rest of my time working on fixing things with important people in my life while i still can. as corny as it is, i really am going to be alright. i’m gonna make my own intentions and thoughts flourish and allow myself to move forward the best i can.

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i have him blocked on all my social media accounts because i want him to be out of sight, out of mind. he knows this for that reason and seems content with just having our numbers in case of anything. he’s pretty close to some of my family even when him and i weren’t a thing, i do have some of his family as well. I don’t necessarily plan to have this period to just get over him and then come right back as like a friend but i am taking this time to stop being so negative and work day by day to heal. and i mean that because i’ve been having terrible panic and anxiety attacks since the breakup because it’s all i could think about. i hope that in writing all of this out of my mind and onto a blog (in my jenna hamilton era) it could help the attacks happen less frequently and let me sleep. even if we end up future friends, i don’t want to let this get in the way. again, I’ll be okay because i deserve better and life is just too short to always be negative. i’ve been negative about him and our relationship for a while already, i’m not gonna let it continue moving forward. i’m treating this as a blessing in disguise and making the best out of being single. getting to be a bit more independent and comfortable with my own company is all i need right now. lets have a good rest of our day and make sure to stay hydrated.

sincerely, victor.

[vinetae]

Try (M) - Chapter 4:

"Just you and me.."

Pairing: Taehyung x Jimin, Jimin x Reader, Taehyung x reader

Genre: PURE FILTH. unfiltered, SMUT, SMUT AND YOU GUESS IT, MORE SMUT.

Warning: HOLY SHIT SO MANY uhhhh- Gay sex, (m.masturbation), cum swallowing, Dom!Jimin, Sub!Taehyung, Switch!Jungkook, Sub!Reader, protected sex, Anal fingering, SLIGHT chocking, Breath play, Jimin jerks Taehyung off a bit, Blowjobs, DIRTY TALK, JIMIN IS SUCH A FUCKING DOM ISTG- this. is. pure. filth.. shower sex(? if you can even call it that), gay shit TO THE MAX. Jimin literally fucks Taehyung in the ass like-

A/n: Holy shit it's 3am here. Anywho- This is my first gay smut i've ever written. I know! I'm dragging this series out so much, I'M AWARE BUT I'VE GOT WRITER'S SMUT BLOCK A BIT CAUSE IT SOUNDS LIKE AN EXOSITORY ESSAY. I'm tired im sleeping now buhBYEEEE

As always, please enjoy this train wreak.

<- Previous Chapter

"Did I say you could touch yourself?" Jimin's tight grasp on your wrist leaves you squirming in place.

"N..no sir-"

His dark chuckles erupt from his chest.

Shit.

You were in trouble..

“Once again” He bends down to meet your blown out iris. A smirk tugs the corner of his lips devilishly. “You’re being naughty. Should Daddy punish his baby for being so disobedient? Hmm?” He straights up, and begans to circle your dischanted form like a predator scoping out its prey.

“Maybe, I should make you watch while I fuck Taehyung-ie.” The thought of watching two men devour each other sends your sense over the edge. Everything is heightened. You felt like a fucking superhero with how sensitive you were. 

“Or maybe bring Jungkook back in here. Tie you up and watch me fuck the hell out of both of them. You’d like that,” His breath dances gently across the shell of your ear. A sound barely audible slips from your grasp, dissipating into the air.

“Wouldn’t you dirty,” With each word, you find yourself effortlessly being inched further back into the unknown.

“Dirty,”

“Girl.”

Your back hits the dewy marble walls of the shower, one hand coming up to wrap around your delicate throat.

“When I ask a question, baby,” His grip tightens, locking in place as your airway constrict like a boa. Not enough to ever hurt, just enough to make his power known. He lets go slightly, allowing you to give the answer he’s been patiently waiting for. You wantonly answer, still shocked by the amount of dominance radiating from this man you call your cute little boyfriend. 

“Y-yes please daddy, fuck him, please! I wanna watch so badly!” You’re practically on your knees. The shower having been cut off long ago.

So much for cleaning up. You thought. 

A dark chuckle rolls off his tongue, letting your body fully go, watching as it partly slides down the damp walls.

“Good. Now stand there like a good girl and watch.” His hot breath brushes your ear once again, threat even worse than before. 

“If I even see you trying to touch yourself again, I won’t let you cum for another month.” This time, your audible gasp is very recognized. He smirks, taking his time making his way over to Taehyung who’s still kneeling down, waiting for a command. 

“Well, you heard the woman, Taehyung-ie.” He nods standing, as Jimin grabs the belt part of his costume, pulling Taehyung over to lean against the countertop. The foggy sheet of white blocks Tae’s view of himself. 

He’s about to be fucked by a man.

And he’s turned on by it..

Jimin rips the rest of Taehyung’s costume forcefully down, throwing them God knows where. Reaching forward, Jimin gives the younger man a bit of mercy by moving his hand repeatedly on Taehyung’s pink tip, just for a little more lubrication. 

“You ready, baby?” Jimin’s soft words are all the encouragement Taehyung needs to nod back, letting him know that he’ll take almost anything Jimin throws his way. 

“Good boy.” His hand trails down Taehyung’s muscle crowded back, sliding his finger right down the crack of his ass, timidly toying with his rim. 

“F-fuck..” Taehyung curses, this new sensation bringing all kinds of questions to his mind. But, as soon as they had been put, they’re long forgotten when Jimin takes a little bit of his own pre-cum, dousing his middle finger before inserting it almost expertly-like in his ass. A gasp ghosts from Taehyung's body.

“F-fuck Jimin I-” He’s cut off the elder wrapping his hand around Taehyung’s cock, s ueezing the tip letting him know who’s still incharge here. 

“What was that?” Pressure increasing the longer Tae waits to answer. 

“F-fuck Daddy-” Taehyung’s knuckles turn white from the grip he has so tightly against you bathroom counter’s edge. 

“That’s what I thought.” He adds two more fingers, as taehyung silently cries out from the stretch. 

“F-fucking! Oh- Shit!” Jimin’s thrusts pick up pace once he feels like Tae’s adjusted to the new sensation. 

“G-girls are s-so l-l..LuckEY-” His moans fall upon deaf ears, before Jimin finally pulls all his digits out, leaving the young man gasping for air. His face, red and splotchy from the burning going on everywhere in his body. 

“Look at you.” Jimin coos, reaching over to grab a condom out of his costume’s back pocket, motioning you as well. 

“Be a good girl, now.” You nod, wasting no time in helping him slide the thin latex around his reddening cock, securing it smoothly before backing away to let the show continue. 

“Look at our Taehyung-ie. Think he was all high and mighty back there” Jimin’s hips slowly push against Taehyung’s as his face contorts to an expression you didn’t even know existed. 

“All those times you made fun of my small dick, huh? Not so small now, is it, big boy?” Jimin teases, his thrusts quickly speeding up as Taehyung has to brace himself against the countertop for support. A hard slap to his juicy ass, and skin clapping is all that fills the room. The constant squelching sounds make it sound so…

Dirty. 

“Hey hyung I forgot to ask if- WHAT THE FUCK-” Jungkook bursts in, immidiently regretting having walked in on such a scene, even though he’d been doing not the most holy motions either just a few hours ago. 

“S-sorry- I- Uh-” Before he can quickly turn and leave, Jimin’s deep growl sits him in place. 

“Stay.” He growls while his thrusts into Taehyung’s abused hole is all anyone is focused on. 

“Wish this was you, huh Kookie? Or, are you that much of a slut that you love watching your boyfriend getting absolutely obliterated?” You’d never see a side of Jimin likes this. Had this man taken viagra pills before coming here?!?

“N..no” Jungkook sheepishly replies, scared to do anything else in fear of his hyung’s wrath. Okay, maybe not wrath, but power? Abso-fucking-lutely. 

Taehyung wantonly moans against his own bicep, biting down on the reddened skin, hands turning blood-shot red from such force pounding into him. 

“You okay, baby? Come on, use your safe word” Jimin teases, two more painful-looking ass slaps are applied to Tae’s bottom. he whines, not sure if he likes this or despises it. To say the least, it was defiantly new. Jimin's thrust never once miss a single beat, bringing the poor boy over into a whole (heh) new dimension. Taehyung's forced to straighten up, back pressed against Jimin's controlled hip rolls. The shell of his ear, slightly nibbled on by the elder.

"Remember who's really in charge here, boy." He releases Tae's tight grip on his scalp, making him fling forward from such force.

“Get over here, Kook.” Jimin demands, the younger quickly makes his way over, before Jimin slows his motions, bringing Jungkook down on his knees infront of Taehyung’s throbbing cock. 

“Suck.” He picks up his original pace, the power of his thrusts make Taehyung’s cock forecefully dick down his lover. 

This wasn’t even Fifty shades of grey filthy. 

This was mother fucking shit filthy. If these were any other people, you’d all be disgusted by such filth. 

We’re all going to hell, anyways. 

Jungkook, on the floor being forced his lover’s cock down his throat, Taehyung painfully being the middle man, while Jimin fucks his ass like you’ve never seen someone fuck before. 

“D-daddy I- Please!” Taehyung practically screams, not being able to handle this much pleasure. 

“Do it. Cum in Jungkookie's mouth like the dirty little whore you are. What a bitch, not even being grateful for being fucked. Maybe I should just leave you here, hmm? You and your bratty mouth...God, your teasing.. I dreamed of this moment every single day.” Jimin tsks, seeming as if he isn’t even bothered by all of this. 

With every thrust, sending his words deeper into Taehyung's fucked out state.

"Waiting."

"Watching."

"Until I could teach you the lesson you so desperately begged for."

"Knowing when to shut the fuck up and take it like a man."

Holy shit, Taehyung's looking like a fucking tomato from Jimin's dirty talk. wait..

Has he fucked men before?!?!

“n-No! I- very grateful!! S-so greatfU- AHH” His last cries let everyone and their mothers (your poor neighbors) know that this Pornhub scene is finally over. Jimin allows Taehyung to lean his body against his own, knowing that he wouldn't be able to support himself for quite a while from now.

“Good, good boy. You did so well, Taehyung-ie. Such a good boy for me, hmm~” Tae’s panting overrides Jimin’s soft words of encouragement. He bends down, petting Jungkook’s head as well. 

“Swallow.” He immediately obeys, swallowing every last drop of his lover’s hot seed. His lips, swollen. Corners of his mouth tug into a slight curve.

Who knew Jungkook had a praise kink...

‘Good boy. Koo~” Jungkook leans into Jimin’s hand, loving the attention and softness he'd well deserved.

“You both did so well. Jungkookie, one last thing-” He stands up, waiting for command. 

“Take Tae back to the room to let him rest. Give him lots of water, too” Jungkook nods, helping Taehyung stand to walk out of the bathroom, leaving just you and Jimin’s (apparently still not exhausted) figure once again. 

“Hello, darling~” He coos, wrapping his limbs around your own shaking body. 

“W..what the- h..h..h.ow the fu-” 

“Shhhh~” He presses a finger to your mouth, shutting you up quickly. 

“This time,” He reaches over, still not letting your figure go while turning the shower knob on to let it heat up. 

“It’s just you and me~”

Next Chapter ->

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[sanderchu]

Hii ! Can i request reader and Dream are dating and she’s coming to Twitch Con with him. They are so flirty and always touching each other in some way. And can they also wear matching outfits.

Thank you !!!

Twitch con highlights 

Note:posting this as i'm shadow banned bc  i dont really like this so bc i'm shadow banned it won't really get attention 

Reader: fem!reader 

Side note: the matching outfits will be at the end and yes ik its a girl and boy fit i couldn't find anything similar for same genders. Explains why it's fem reader because im scared ill get attacked- i also sorta picked a fit to match his fit during twitch 

[writing] or hcs 

suggestive ish again

Walking around 

You walked around with clay holding your hand. Everyone had their eyes on you guys as you both talked to George and sapnap. None of you had anything to do yet so you all decided to walk around the area just to be aware of it all and know where things are and maybe even check out some areas. Clay did feel off, jealousy got to him as he noticed you talking to George a bunch and getting close. He didn't mind having you talk to him. He was best friends with him after all. But for his first twitch con he wanted you all to himself. “Hey babe, let me show you something” Clay said and before you could answer dream pulled you to a random area in the building kinda far from the group. Clay then pulled you close and held your waist looking at you in your stunning eyes. “You ok?” you asked but before an answer happened with words dream answered with his lips. Dream placed a gentle rough kiss on you but pulled away quickly due to not wanting to attract too much attention to you both. “Can we go away from them for a bit?” he questioned. You smiled and nodded before grabbing his hand again and walking anywhere you guys picked.

Dsmp panel 

Dream sat next to you as you both were the only two sitting away from the table where everyone else was. Panel day with dream for the first time, interesting. “I have a question for y/n!” someone said from the crowd, making your attention on them. The person asked the question and everyone looked at you as the only one who stood up was dream who went behind your chair and placed his hands on the back of the chair. “Well..” you begin to speak as you can hear dreams shuffling behind you and you suddenly get your hair moving a bit but not enough to make it noticeable. You didn't think anything of it until you felt a pair of lips pressed on the side of your neck and slowly releasing and kissing you again. His touch sends shivers down your spine and everything went blank until you heard, “shhhh.” dream stated as he kept going, “keep answering the question” you nodded slightly as his touch kept making you freeze. Right after your question someone else had another question for you so dream switched to the other side of your neck to tease you more. In between his warm touch he let out some hums in between of satisfaction. Soon everyone caught on and started to cheer and ooo at you and making him stand up and sit back down like nothing. You looked at him as he sat and he let out a slight wink. “He was lying in my hair chat-” you managed to say but of course everyone knew the truth but went with what you said to make you calm. 

Taking pics with fans 

“Omg dream and y/n! Can I take a picture with you guys!” you both can hear from a fan in the distance slowly getting louder. You and dream looked at each other before both looking back at the person and taking a nod. “Thank you!” the person said as they stood next to you as you stood next to dream. As the person was getting their phone ready you felt a pair of hands slowly make their way to your waist and gently move that hand down just to go up your shirt making shivers form once again. The person was finally ready and you played off dreams trick pretty well since the person didn't seem to notice and thanked you both before walking away. Instead Of dream cutting it out and pulled you closer and used his mother's hand to do the same. He played it off as laying on your shoulder but now in reality his lips made it back to your neck melting it with his soft touch making his way more and more up slowly. “Dream were in public” you mumbled to him but he didn't seem to care and made it up to your ear, “then don't make it obvious” he hummed as he proceeded to kiss your jaw and soon up once he reached your chin. He looked at your eyes and a smirk planted on his face before he placed a gentle kiss on your lips and stopped soon after. “So beautiful” he whispered as he took his hands out your shirt and pulled you into a normal hug, “and all mine”

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matching outfit:

[yeoreos]

avid || jjk (m)

pairing: demon!jungkook x human!reader

genre: 18+, smut

summary: jungkook finds you at a bar and sets you as his night's target

warnings: oh lord smut. lots and lots of smut.

wc: 4k

note: i was kind of lazy to finish it, but hey, its 4k of foreplay; nothing beats that! (also sorry for not posting in a while i was busy with beginning of year exams *cries*)

jungkook first noticed you in a bar. on weekends, it was transformed into a seedy nightclub. he liked to go there while he was looking for something to eat; something to conquer for the night. he discovered a plethora of attractive females and, each with broken hearts and hungry gazes - all yearning for a nighttime lover.

he never believed his eyes when they landed on you. the state you were in was pitiful. he guessed that you had just broken up with this boyfriend of yours, hence the mascara and ruined makeup on your face. or perhaps it was a platonic breakup. despite your state, his mahogany orbs never left your figure. what a cute thing you were.

a pretty face that was exactly his type, the perfect curves of your tits, hips, and ass has his knees weak. if you were to ask, he would give.

of course, his initial plan had been thrown out the window the instant he saw you. you leaned against the bar, accepting an order, with a grin on your lips. It sparked something in him, all the confidence (whether it be from the alcohol in your veins or not, it didn't matter to him) and allure.

he knew your name. how could he miss the way your own name rolled off of your tongue so easily? how could he miss the way your lips formed a smirk after seeing jungkook? how could he miss your scent when you pulled him in to kiss you?

this was jungkook's specialty, depravity. wherever he went, he brought a tale of wickedness and depravity with him, the quality hooking onto him like a magnet.

he was a fallen angel, to be sure. a demon, a fallen angel. to be more specific, an incubus. he fed off of sex and vice, appetites and irrational cravings. he drank often in front of ladies like you, at bars or in beds, whose gazes wracked over him, and he fed off of human energy.

over time, after a handful of centuries, he had gotten bored of playing the same old games in bed. jungkook knew what he wanted, however, he was never able to satisfy that itch in the back of his throat, yearning for something to quench his sinful thirst.

he was tired, watching from atop the hill nearby, where he watched the sun rest for the night. just like you had. the darkness of the night overtook the city of seoul and jungkook knew it was his hour to strike; to feed his thirst.

so, the demon went after you, hovering over your small figure over the pathetic excuse of a bed. the soft rising and falling of your chest and the soft snores that escaped from your mouth once in a while, was all the proof jungkook needed that you were fast asleep.

jungkook extended his hand towards you, brushing his knuckles on your cheek, a tremor coursing through his body as a result of the contact. the energy you were emitting caused every molecule in his body to twitch in response. captivating.

oh how badly he wanted a taste.

when you stirred a little, a small groan leaving your lips, jungkook stilled. had you woken up? however, it was just a small movement you were causing in your sleep which allowed you to further curl up against the pillow.

he grinned.

it was time.

"let's go in that dream of yours, shall we?"

-

when he opened his eyes again, jungkook didn't expect himself to be in the same bar, be in the same exact position as before. however, this time, you were looking directly at him with your hungry eyes, mimicking his.

ever since heaven had decided to clip his wings, jungkook gave up on the little purity he had left, letting himself follow his heart.

so that's why he felt no shame in eyeing your figure up and down multiple times.

it wasn't necessarily anything that stood out about you, but it was just the aura you were giving off, that sweet feminine scent that lingered near the air around you, that small curve of your lips. but it might have mostly been the way you called for him, despite not knowing his name.

"hello, handsome."

jungkook didn't really have a preference when coming to his targets. he didn't prefer virgins; he always thought that they were inexperienced and didn't know how to give a good head. he didn't prefer the experienced either; he always thought that they knew too much and made the sex too sloppy. it was somewhere in between. and by the looks of it, you seemed like the perfect target. it had his insides churning, a long yearning for a good fuck. he thought he was going crazy.

throughout his centuries of living, he saw empires and clans of royalty fall and rebuild itself, being reborn. he didn't go out of his way to feel good, but he took whatever the universe offered to him. in this case, it was you.

when the surroundings suddenly changed to a much quieter one, where no one was bumping into each other, jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. it did not, however, take him long to notice that you were in the premises of your bedroom, the small plants on your windowsill being a huge clue.

“who are you?” you inquired, your voice scarcely audible. smirking, the man took a step forward. in contrast to his sparkling eyes, the moonlight from the window follows his body flawlessly, giving him a blue tone on his skin. you became aware of his exposed skin due to his lack of clothing. as you took in his powerful body, a flicker of longing tingled between your legs.

the man stayed deafeningly silent. instead, the man crept onto the bed, trailed by what appeared to be a shadow. you kept a tight eye on his every move because you couldn't move. you felt yourself spreading your legs wide as he crept over top of you. you had a tremendous want to feel him and be completely consumed by him.

despite being a demon, a sex demon (literally), jungkook still understood the morals of consent, making sure it was his top priority. after all, he wouldn't want it if he was in your position.

"are you okay with what's going to happen?" his words were like a captivating chime in your ears, quickly relaxing you and making you desire more. you found yourself placing our hands on his shoulders in order to feel his silky skin. how was it possible for a man to be both burning hot and icy cold at the same time? the dampness between your legs was unbearable, and you were drawn to him with all your might. your nipples perked beneath your shirt as you didn’t wear a bra to bed, you remembered. this made sense. something you remembered vividly. just a shirt and panties was all you wore to bed. clearly you must be dreaming, so you may as well indulge without regret.

"y-yes." you dropped your hands to grasp your shirt and pull it over your head to display your nakedness while looking into the man's eyes. with a hunger for your every move, he kept an eye on you. as he glanced over you, his throat vibrated with a palpable growl. you noticed he was completely hard as your gaze slid down your body with his. in a humble tone, you inquire, "is this real? this isn't a dream, is it?"

the man's grin makes your entire body twitch. you feel him quickly remove your underpants and fling it somewhere off the bed. you become acutely aware of the excitement between your legs as well as the heat emanating from his body. he lowers himself still more until he's right up against your door.

“would you prefer to be dreaming... or would you prefer to be here with me?” the man inquires, his tone innocent but with a sinister undertone.

when you reached for your thighs to give yourself some relief, there was nothing there. as your eyes scanned your surroundings, all you could feel was the chill of your own flesh. red. your vision was completely red. it was almost as if someone had brought in a red mood lamp and shone it throughout the room. it was entirely painted in a bright crimson color. your epidermis. the walls on all four directions. it was all red.

everything seemed hazy and perplexing, and you wondered where you were. you were in a new environment. some may even argue it was a living hell.

you sat up and wrapped yourself in the nearest blanket you could locate before standing up. warm wooden floorboards greeted your bare feet. “what?” kneeling down, you firmly pressed your hand on the wood once again to be sure you weren't hallucinating, but then again, what's to say you weren't hallucinating the whole thing?

'im not a lunatic... you thought to yourself as the warm sensation of the wood stretched across your palm. you straightened up and looked about your flat, trying to figure out what you could do about the red. you stood up straight and began to look around your apartment to see if there was anything you could do about the red. nibbling on your lower lip gently, you stood up straight and began to look around your apartment to see if there was anything you could do about the red.

the door to your bedroom squeaks open just as you were ready to turn on the light switch. the sound reverberated throughout the room with such eerie intensity that you were nearly persuaded your tv had turned back on and was showing yet another horror movie. then something happened. from your room, a man who could only be described as the devil strolled in as if he owned the place. you would be fascinated by this man's beauty if he hadn't just walked in like that. a scar runs from the left side of his jaw all the way down to his neck, giving him a strong jawline. his delicate yet sharp-looking features are caressed by soft wild hair, and his adorable small head is adorned with two pointy horns. it was the eyes, though, that drew your attention.

not the fact that he emerged from your room shirtless. nor the fact that he had claws and a commanding tail swishing back and forth. no, it was those soulless black eyes that were piercing right through you. your very being. you were in some type of trans as the mystery man - no, not man - thanks to those black coals. devil. That sounded more like it.

you couldn't take your gaze away, but as your feet shuffled you further away from this entity, they did all the thinking for you. it only appeared to encourage the beast to keep going before you pressed up against him and the wall. as you summoned the strength to speak up, your grip on the blanket trembled a little. “wh-what are you looking for?” your voice faded away quietly.

the devil had smirked at your frailty and little dread before running a clawed hand through your unkempt hair “i'm starving, my love.” before leaning in and drinking in your aroma, it spoke in the lowest, almost infantile voice. “won't you feed me nice and well, love? after all, you did want this to be real, right?” you weren't sure if it was the tone of his voice or the proximity, but you nodded in accord.

he grabbed your neck and ran his tongue across his lips before taking you into a harsh but passionate kiss. soft cherry red lips ravished your lips in a ravenous embrace while his hands roamed across your body, grasping and groping everything it could find.

a deep moan emerged from both of you as you felt the tightness of his jeans against your leg, causing a burning feeling. the burning of want burned through your skin everywhere he touched, everywhere he invaded with his mouth, hands, and body. it was almost a nasty, twisted euphoria that made your cunt clench around nothing in eagerness.

as the unnamed monster looked you up and down, an almost animalistic growl exited his throat as he took a deep inhale, you gasped for air. “love, you smell so fucking amazing for me.” he spoke in hushed tones through little pockets of air. “you're so delicious that i could devour you whole.”

the very thought of doing so appeared to amuse him, as he let out a brief but malicious laugh before narrowing his focus to the blanket still clinging to you.

with a scowl on his face, he clasped his larger hand around the one holding the blanket in place before yanking at it, only to have you keep it in place. the devil, with his head cocked to the side, gazed at you, perplexed, as if he didn't understand what you were doing.

“it's just that,” you murmured, tightening your jaw at the gaze those empty eyes gave you like a chill up your spine, "i feel comfortable like this...” you muttered the last bit, swallowing any spit you had.

but there was no justification or apology for him, so he raised his claw into the air and cut the blanket, ripping it open wide.

fear, as well as the lust racing through your veins, were clouding your judgment once more. the notion that his claws were so near to slicing you terrified you and turned you on like nothing you'd ever experienced. it gave a sense of how perilous it was to be so near to this creature, which was part of what made it so thrilling.

"baby, nothing is safe when i'm around."

those words, on the other hand, did it for you. you reached out to him as soon as you dropped the tattered blanket on the floor, exposing yourself to him. you drew him back into another intense kiss by wrapping your arms around him and springing up to wrap your legs around his waist. as he grasped your thighs to keep you in place, he was caught completely off guard by your sudden bravery.

each passing breath spent on one another battling for control, hips sliding up against each other as your damp panties rubbed up against his encaged dick, which was most definitely pressing painfully against the denim trousers he was wearing, made the kiss more hungry and animal-like. the cool contact of skin moving up against your back and down your underwear made you whimper.

despite his animalistic state, you always thought he was beautiful, a rare creature. "you're beautiful," you murmured, oblivious to the fact that you were saying it aloud. he laughed with his head tilted back. his neck was big and thick, but it was the raised markings that went all the way around it that caught your eye; they were woven together like chains, as if he had been choked with scorching metal.

the demon kissed you long and hard, barely pausing to breathe. His tongue was lengthy and had a split down the center. it was a novel experience that was strangely addictive. you became engrossed in the way it encircled your own. with his fangs, the monster simply paused to tug on your lower lip. as his hand moved down to your thigh, you let out a faint little groan.

he sang, “such a good girl,” as he drew you up into his arms. Jungkook snatched you up like feather. as you placed your legs around his tiny waist, his arms bulged. before he entered your room, he gave you a lengthy, scorching kiss. you had your arms around his neck, sliding your fingers through his hair and scraping against the base of one of his horns as an experiment.

the devil looked down at you as you lay on your bed, his crimson eyes flashing in the dim light. only those eyes and the white-tipped base of his horns could be seen with the moon blearily seeping through your blinds. it felt as though the monster beneath your bed had arrived to devour you. slowly, he moved his hand up the wall, flicking on the light and bathing you both in a golden glow.

you eventually let your gaze drift away from his, focusing on his toned chest, tight waist, and muscular thighs. when you noticed the bulge yearning to be freed from his pants, you licked your lips. he finally went closer, his lips brushing against yours as he crept between your legs. his hands crept up to the band of your shorts, the heat of his palm scorching and heavy on your bare thighs.

he yanked your shorts down your hips and flung them behind him as he kissed you. he tore through your shirt even quicker, softly cursing as he saw your naked breasts. you yanked on his shirt, trying to get a better look at him and to touch every scrap of exposed flesh you could discover. he sat back and yanked his shirt off, displaying golden skin stained with crimson ink and muscular abs that rippled with each breath. you were so focused on his appearance that you almost missed the expression in his eye as he glanced down at you.

“fuck, you look like an angel,” he said, reaching down to rip your panties apart, only to shred them. your moist lips were exposed by the chilly air as you gasped. at the sight, he bit his lower lip and groaned. “very gentle and plaint." slowly, he ran his hands down your body, starting at the rib cage and working their way down to your thighs.

his fingers became hotter and hotter along the way, till they were on the verge of burning. until he came to your knees and quickly shoved your legs apart and up, crimson streaks remained on your skin. smirking at your hiss of pain, his palms pushed your thigh back till they touched your chest. “so ready to be used,” he states.

"please do."

“well, angel, since you asked so nicely,” he leaned very close to your cunt and licked a lengthy strip. his forked tongue slithered inside your slit, relishing in the lengthy groan that came out of your mouth. he swirled above the opening for a minute, then slipped just the tip of it inside when you finally relaxed against him.

jungkook gradually started penetrating your pussy with his tongue. the warm, slithery appendage that slithers in and out of you with increasing ease, flicking at your g-spot and making you whine in delight. you exhaled with relief when he licked up to your clit, only to scream when he clamped his mouth over the delicate nub and sucked hard enough for you to see stars.

moans and groans emitted from your lips and the demon could have sworn he had never heard anything prettier. his mouth salivates against your lips, only causing him to dip down near your entrance and trail his tongue back to your little nub. oh how sweet you were.

"my angel's already close to cumming?" there was no denying that. he had already noticed you were quickly approaching your high by the way you tugged on his locks and the way your moans became higher in pitch.

the demon took two of his long fingers and slipped them into your pussy, a squelching noise emitting from the action. you tugged so hard on your lips that it was plump and swollen, the irony blood almost spilling from them. he quickly started pumping his fingers and curling it, sending you seeing stars. he wanted you to get ready for the real deal (aka his cock).

"god, please fuck me, please please i'm so close to cumming but i wanna cum on your cock, please," if it weren't for you sounding so pretty and desperate for him, the demon would have prolonged the foreplay.

“there is no ‘god' here,” he hissed, sliding two fingers inside your pussy and sucking hard on your clit as you almost shouted in delight. his fingers curled within you quickly, drawing you closer to the brink. your fingers ran aimlessly through his hair, yanking it back to keep him near. you scratched on one of his horns with your nails.

it wasn't until another orgasm crashed upon you that the demon stopped.

you were spent; messy hair, hazy eyes, drool dripping down your chin and onto your neck and some parts of your chest.

as sly as a fox, you felt jungkook pressing his heavy length on your clit, the warmth and hardness of it evident in the way it pressed up against the little nub. jungkook evilly rutted against the bundle, sending sharp pleasures erupting from the mere action.

you thought he would stop at a few thrusts, however, jungkook had other plans in mind. those being seeing you completely helpless underneath him (not like you weren't before).

with one more came a push, your insides clenching and squeezing the head of his cock like a vice. jungkook stills above you; only the tip in and you're already this tight? he allows a shaky breath to reveal itself from his throat, the sound coming out a little more strangled and choked that he intended it to be.

you took him inch by glorious inch. the two of you reveled in the pleasure, drinking off of each other's moans and heat.

the rest of the night was spent in each other's arms. it wasn't romantic, but it sure as hell was full of pleasure.

[carebooks]

so i watched the School for Good and Evil

ya’ll should know that i’ve never once touched the books, i am going into this blind and just wanna see how the movie does, as a prolific movie watcher and just that

right off the bat, i see we got JESPER FROM SHADOW AND BONE I LOVE THIS DUDE;

so they’re brothers, vv cool, oh is the Red one the evil one? yep i was right

it’s weird bc they’re brothers played by the same guy yet he just has great chemistry with himself

also, the mood just flipped from 0 to a 100 real quick, what just happened

i feel like they should’ve shown us them being brotherly and having arguments and maybe see Rafal slowly get angrier at his side always losing, bc really there was no way to see it coming. i could’ve done with a quick montage of them running the school and him growing angrier

“i prefer chaos” me too but could we get more reasons as to this whole thing other than just ‘evil’ ?

oh damn, the bad one died, i thought it would’ve been the opposite way

(but he aint really dead right? i mean)

so both girls are just hated on by the town, i can see them taking revenge together, lets all choose evil hm?

Aggie and Sophie Forever? *cough* gay

love that they just dont give a shit about what the peoples say; like insults thrown they just fly past them

Sophie just Rapunzeled this creep with a frying pan, im loving her, if i could i would choose violence too babe

“I seriously doubt there are any decent people in Gavaldon.” me too babe

so Sophie wants to get out and doesnt wanna settle for an ordinary life, why not just move in with Aggie and live out your happy lives together?

i wonder if we’ll see what happened to Leonora

so everyone ends up in the water when they get to their school? that’s a way to arrive

WOW i love the werewolf guard

“God I hate move-in day.” why do i vibe with this canine dude so much

i love that there’s a tower between the two schools, wonder what happens there

oh so Hort is Captain Hook’s kid. huh.

Tedros has got nothing on Eugene Fitzherbert

Tedros is King Arthurs kid? hm. better luck next time.

OH HE LOST HIS ARM I LOVE IT

THERE’S SOME ACTUAL DISMEMBERMENT HERE

oh hey its older Rhain, i love the actor’s work on Blackish

i mean hey look on the brightside, you got your own room to yourself

oh those bitches locked you up come on guys

if i were you i would’ve switched clothes, scaling a balcony in a dress cant be easy

whats with the creepy Cupid

WHY WOULD YOU SHOOT YOUR STUDENTS WITH ARROWS IF THEY WERE ON THE LEDGE

SOPHIE TURNING THE KNIFE ON HER WAS SO FUN

IS THAT OLIVIA RODRIGO’S BRUTAL YES

so if you can’t get a prince then you’re destined to end up as an anthropomorphic kitchen object or an animal?

what the actual fuck.

please tell me this entire school structure gets redone in the end

Hort has the makings of a good henchmen once Sophie gets more of a handle on her boss side

Gregor is a guy i can vibe with

idk who that random guy was with Sophie kissing him but he just made me laugh

Sophie growing into her evil side is showing and im liking it

Tedros and Aggie have a fun dynamic, hopefully he doesnt disappointment

again, i’d love it if both girls go for Evil

they talked about how Good and Evil are not really balanced, haven’t been for 200 years, so it’d be interesting if both of them go for Evil (even thou im pretty sure thats not where its gonna go)

imagine hearing your son got killed in school, damn, bye Gregor

how is this side of the school truly good if this is what you do to kids that fail?

OH MY FUCK ITS THE MONSTROUS NIGHTMARE FROM HTTYD I LOVE IT

not Rafal coming in and telling everyone Sophie’s a badass

ugh, Lesso had a thing with Rafal? i was counting on her and Dovey having a secret thing

oh fuck, that’s so sad, oh she let this little girl be free, holy shit that’s epic and sad and just damn, i loved it

whats with the big bird, what’s his problem now??

i like that Dovey is very aware of how fucked up the other princesses are about being ‘good’ and recognizes that Agatha actually is good, paralleling how Sophie is actually evil

the Nevers are some sadistic little freaks huh? i get it

Sophie’s in her villain era and im not sorry about it

Sophie said villains can be hot too

i miss Gregor

why do i kinda ship them? Tedros and Sophie? like they’re not exactly in it for like the deep stuff, you can tell it was more of an appearance based relationship with Sophie having him think she’s truly Good, etc. and considering how he’s been so far tells you what kinda prince he is so really they’re kinda perfect for each other.

ya’ll really wanna risk death outside the gates for each other? i mean Sophie, he’s pretty and Tedros, you talked to her like twice, one time she shot correctly so i mean, how well do you know her that you wanna be together?

Anemone was demoted to beautification? so legit EVERYONE here knows how badly the Good School has fallen, hot damn

OH Lesso was Leonora, fun

YO SOPHIE FLIPPING THE SCHOOLS WAS GENIUS I LOVE THAT

while i dont vibe with the whole thing that this immortal who knows how old man seeks out his true love in Sophie, who im pretty sure is liks 16 or 17 or smth, i love how he corrupted good

BC IT MAKES SENSE

HAVING THE GOOD SIDE BE ABOUT GIRLS PRACTICING THEIR SMILES, REWARDING THEM FOR THEIR REVENGE IN THE END, STUDENTS WHO FAIL THREE TIMES GET BOOTED, GOOD BECAME JUST AS BAD IT’S SO SUBTLE AND IT WORKS

ok but i kinda love that the girls parallel the brothers from the beginning

[me4gumi-moved]

Emergency Request:

Can you write a short hard feral smut between hawks and female reader please? I’ll pay you 10 dollars?

lala, this ain’t what i meant when i said “emergency request”. also i feel like this is very OOC. i need to practice writing hawks. im bit great at writing smut either.

Mate for Life

rating: 18+ pairing: takami keigo x f!reader themes: mating cycles/in heat (not omegaverse)  warning(s): rough sex, name calling, oral sex (female receiving), knotting, daddy kink, breeding kink, biting, overstimulation, “mating”

ever since a few weeks ago, keigo has been acting slightly different. not extravagantly so, but different enough that you, his girlfriend, are able to tell.

he’s started buying to luxurious gifts ranging from cartier bracelets to prada handbags. to be frank, you don’t even like expensive gifts like that but he just looks so excited when he gives them to you that you can’t deny him.

keigo has also been extremely possessive. if someone of the opposite sex (besides himself of course) so much as breathes in your direction, his bright red feathers ruffle up in a display of dominance. he’s even gone as far as pulling you into a steamy make out session. in public.

it’s a lot more embarrassing than anyone could begin to imagine.

even more, he’s a lot more physically affectionate. well, he was already so before just not as much as he is now. he’s always got a hand on you at any point in time and he’s always begging (more like coercing you) for cuddles. you can’t believe you’ve managed to go to the bathroom without him following behind. he has tried, though.

so he’s clingy, possessive, and suddenly a gift-giver.

what the hell is going on?

you decide to confront him on his day off and lo-and-behold, he’s taken two weeks off. you have your choice out of 14 days. you bite the bullet and do it on the first.

“keigo,” you stood there in front of him lounging on the couch. “what’s going on?” your eyebrows were pinched together and your mouth was set into a firm line, giving off an annoyed appearance. which you were — annoyed that is.

he sat up and put his hands on your hips, looking up at you, “whaddya mean, baby bird?” he coerced you into his lap and started rubbing his hand up and down your back in a soothing motion.

“you know what i mean.” you grumbled into shoulder.

“i’m not sure i do, baby. use your big girl words and explain it to me, yeah?” his breath was hot against your ear and it sent shivers down your spine. keigo started leaving light kisses up and down your neck, occasionally drifting to your collarbone or jaw.

you pulled back from him so you could look him in the face, “you’ve been acting funny, lately. you’re buying me all these gifts i don’t need-“

“do you not like them?”

“no, baby, i love them but-“

“but what?”

“if you’d just let me finish, keigo.” you growled. your boyfriend held his hands up in mock surrender. “as i was saying,” you sighed. “you’re acting weird. you’re buying me things i don’t need, you’re crazy possessive and jealous, and you’re a lot more touchy feely than usual. what in the hell is going on with you?”

“i thought i told you, baby bird.” he tenderly cupped you cheek with his calloused hand.

“told me what?” at first there was nothing but adoration in his eyes, but now it’s been tainted by something else — lust. unbridled, red hot lust.

“that i was going into rut.” he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

you looked at him like he was crazy, “when the hell did you tell me that?” you wanted to wrap your hands around his neck and shake him.

“does that really matter right now?” keigo purred in your ear and pulled you closer to him. he rolls his hips up into yours, making you painfully aware of the hard on he was sporting.

the hot, wet kisses he was leaving down your neck were making it hard for you to say what you wanted to say. “uh, y-yeah, it k-kinda do-does matter.” you stutter out. you gulped — sometimes you hated that keigo knew your body so well. it was both a blessing and a curse.

“hmm? why’s that, sweetheart?” he gave a particularly rough thrust, making you choke back a moan. you resisted the urge to buck your hips into him -- the urge to chase your peak. 

you nuzzled your face back into his neck, a whine escaping you as he continued to roll his hips into yours at a steady pace. “w-well, i don’t know- ah- what a- what a rut is, e-exactly.” 

without a moments hesitation, keigo flipped you onto the couch and positioned himself between your legs, “then how about i show you, babygirl?” one last time, he ground his manhood into your mound, making his intentions clear. you whimpered and nodded your consent. 

at least he gave you enough time for that before he practically ripped your clothes off of your, stripping you bare while he was still fully clothed. “keigo-” he cut you off with a harsh slap to your bare thigh, making the skin burn in a way that sent heat to your already dripping core. 

“wrong name, princess.” he growled. he ran his finger along your slit and pulled it back to take a look at it, your arousal coating his skin. “such a slutty girl. i’ve hardly touched you and you’re already dripping,” the hero stuck his fingers in his mouth and groaned at the taste. “only daddy makes you feel this way, doesn’t he?” he leaned over you and moved your thighs onto his shoulders.

you hid your face behind your hands and squeaked, “yes, daddy. only you.” calling him daddy never failed to make you blush. it turned you on but embarrassed you at the same time. you never even knew it was a kink of yours until you met your winged boyfriend.  

“good girl.” he said before shoving his face between your thighs. his hot tongue delved into your weeping entrance while his index and middle finger rubbed at your clit in quick circular motions. you wailed in pleasure as his skilled tongue poked and prodded against your gummy walls.

keigo’s tongue and fingers soon switched places, his lips now wrapped around your throbbing clit and his fingers stretching you open. he expertly rubbed against the spot inside of you that drove you crazy, making you let out lewd moans at the pleasure.

your hips started bucking as the knot in your stomach began to get tighter and tighter. “daddy, please.” you whined.

“you gonna cum for daddy, baby bird?” he pulled his face away the slightest bit, but you could still feel his hot breath on your pussy. you nodded fervently. “then be a good girl and cum on daddy’s face.” he wrapped his lips around you clit and hummed, sending delicious sparks of pleasure through you.

your body tensed up as the knot in your stomach burst. your muscles inside of your pussy fluttered around keigo’s fingers and a wail tore its way out of your mouth. you sobbed when he kept going, finger fucking you and sucking on your clit, the overstimulation quickly becoming overwhelming.

“too much. it’s too much! i can’t-“you tried to pull away from him but he just wrapped one arm around your hips and kept you in place with a firm grip.

“come on, just one more, sweet girl.” keigo cooed. “i know you can do it.” you thrashed you head side to side and clutched his forearm in your hand, desperately trying to ground yourself.

before you could even register what was happening, another orgasm tore through you. you saw stars, it was so intense.

keigo hurriedly undid his pants and pulled his engorged cock out of his boxers, not even bothering to shove the garments down more than he had to. “fuck, i can’t wait anymore.” he gave his length a few pumps before he started pushing into you.

the stretch burned a bit but it was quickly overrun by the pleasure of his cock hitting all the spots his fingers couldn’t. it didn’t matter how many times your boyfriend fucked you, you could never get used to how big he was. once he was fully inside, the tip of his member brushing against you cervix, he started a fast and rough pace, slamming into you. “you’re always so fucking tight, baby. feel so good wrapped around my cock.” he groaned.

you looked up at keigo through teary lashes, admiring his body as he thrust into you. you took note of how flushed his skin was and the heat radiating off his body. that wasn’t normal. “why are you so, ngh, warm?” you gasped.

he leaned over and pulled you into a rough kiss, your legs still on his shoulders. his tongue forced its way into your mouth and explored your mouth, running it over your teeth and palette, intertwining it with your own. the kiss left you breathless and craving more, but he started to mouth at your neck and leave love bites instead.

“i already explained it to you. it’s my rut.” he ground his dick inside of you, his tip pushing against your cervix.

“i still don’t know what a rut is, though.” the friction of his pubic hair against your clit was pushing you closer to your third orgasm.

he growled into your neck, “it’s a mating cycle. it comes annually, every spring. just like a birds.” his calloused hands traveled up to your breast, both of them pinching and pulling at your nipples.

oh. oh.

when keigo started thrusting into you at a rapid pace once more, your climax quickly overcame you. your toes curled and you threw your head back. his pace didn’t falter at all, prolonging your orgasm. “you look so pretty when you come on daddy’s cock, baby girl.” he praised you.

you fingers gripped at his hair, pulling him closer to you. you felt that if you weren’t holding onto him, you’d slip away into nothingness. you sobbed as you came yet again. you couldn’t even tell where your previous orgasm and your next began and ended, the pleasure just merging together into one never ending orgasm. your boyfriend hadn’t even came once. yet here you were, an overstimulated mess.

your oversensensitive pussy could feel somethunt knob shaped swelling at the base of keigo’s girthy cock. it was catching on the edges of your entrance as he pushed in and out . his groans and grunts were getting louder and his thrusts getting sloppier.

“fuck, baby, take my fucking knot. gonna breed you so good. going to get you round and full with my chicks. is that what you want? you want daddy to fuck you full of his cum?”

“yes, yes, yes! i want you to breed me, daddy!” you babbled. he could say anything to you right now and it’d sound wonderful. you’d say yes to anything he asked of you.

keigo popped his knot into you, pumped you full of his seed, and bit you neck. cumming inside you and the added sting of his teeth sinking into your skin tipped you over the edge one last time. your eyes rolled into the back of your head and your toes curled.

keigo collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily in you ear. after a moment of you two catching your breath, he started peppering kisses all over your face. “you did so good, princess. you’re always so good for me.” his lips ghosted yours. you pursed your lips and moved you head the slightest bit upward, pecking him on the lips.

he lifted himself up and looked at your face — your face was sticky with tears, you had a sheen of sweat on your forehead, and your hair was a mess. you looked absolutely beautiful. he grinned. “you wanna know something, baby?” his golden eyes stared into your (e/c) ones. “birds mate for life...”

“..and we’re gonna be stuck like this for a while.”