#based on tails wake up! You fucked up big time

[short-circuit-the-great]

Now you’ve done it.

BAT: Wizard, wake up. You fucked up big time.

ZANETTA: Bat

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[yandere-daydreams]

tw - unhealthy relationships, obsessive behavior, somnophilia, implied non/con, mentions of knots.

Puppy!Yuuta, who catches your eye the second you step into the shelter, despite the fact that he’s not at all what you were looking for. You need a service animal, and as cruel as it feels to say, hybrids of undeterminable origins with less-than-stellar past homes aren’t known to be very consistent, let alone trainable when it comes to such a high-stakes job. You were supposed to meet a pure-bred, highly recommended husky hybrid whose previous owner was no longer able to take care of him, but it was over for you as soon as you saw those big, dark, watery eyes – nearly hidden entirely by overgrown hair and jet-black ears that seemed to droop even lower whenever you threatened to look away from him. You’re already a lost cause by the time you ask a shelter employee for his name, and the paperwork’s signed within the hour. He leaves with you the same day, eyes on the ground and tail wagging a mile a minute.

Puppy!Yuuta, who was always meant to be someone's spoiled pet. He's shy, at first, scared to talk too loudly or cling too tightly or do anything that'll get him sent back to the shelter (no matter how clear you make it that that's a non-option), but it only takes him a few days to warm up to you, a couple weeks to come out of his shell, just under a month to start sleeping in your bed and trailing you around your apartment. He almost trips over himself when you ask if he'd like to wear a collar, and soon enough, he's more akin to a second-shadow than a dog. He does have some aggression issues, particularly when it comes to human men, but he's an angel with other hybrids, and when he bows his head and pouts, you really can't help but forgive him. With a life like the one he must've had, you can't really blame him for being so quick to bear his teeth.

Puppy!Yuuta, who's more than ecstatic when you mention still needing a service animal. He might not be qualified on paper, sure, but he's already constantly at your side, constantly worrying about you - it'd just feel wrong to go out and get another hybrid for a job Yuuta is more than capable of. He says he likes that idea of being able to take care of you, too - like you take care of him. You want to ask him not to be so sappy, to think of a slightly less sentimental way to say it, but when he's so happy and so, so proud of himself, it's hard to be even that strict.

Puppy!Yuuta, who cums untouched the first time you comb your fingers through his hair. You don't seem to notice, and he does his best to hide his face in your lap, to bite back the little, pathetic whimpers that crawl up his throat whenever you scratch at the base of his ears. He doesn't want to scare you, to be so needy so suddenly when you've been so kind.

Puppy!Yuuta, whose one and only flaw is that he can't seem to stop riffling through your dirty laundry. He can't be left alone for more than an hour without stealing one of your oldest, most threadbare shirts or worse, claiming a pair of your underwear as his newest chew-toy. You really should chastise him for it, but it's such an awkward thing to talk about, and he has such a sweet face - it's hard to believe he could ever do anything deliberately wrong. You've resigned yourself to just trying to limit the damage and salvage the less damaged items, even if those mysterious stains are a little hard to get out.

Puppy!Yuuta, who wishes he didn't have such a big, bulky knot. It's too thick and too heavy and seems to swell up whenever he gets even a little hard. If he didn't have a knot, he'd be able to actually thrust into you, rather than just fucking his fist over your sleeping body and imagining how tight you'd be, how pretty you'd look, how nice it would be to make you feel as warm and as soft as he feels because of you. He does what he can with his tongue, but you don't seem to like waking up with his saliva soaking everything between your thighs, and he always gets too excited when he tastes you. If he has to rut against your thigh that desperately again, he's afraid you might wake up and scold him.

Puppy!Yuuta, who can't wait until he works up the courage to mate with you properly. He knows it's still too soon, that it'd scare you to do it so abruptly, that he doesn't deserve it yet, but soon, he'll be able to to step up and take care of you as something more than just a pet. He's not there right now, but one day, he just knows he'll be the perfect mate for you <3

[gtgbabie0]

{Werewolf!Girlfriend!Vi who gets extra needy when a full moon is approaching}

I indeed got freaky with it again. !!-18//MDNI-!!

Fuck the moon and its stupid ass phases. Vi hates it, the way it messes up with her hormones and emotions— her body clock all wonky. It’s a grasp that she can’t escape from no matter what she takes from those crazy quack doctors who have huddled themselves up in the nooks and crannies of Zaun, it always costs a pretty penny too. Money she didn’t have to be quite frank.

It leaves her with this dull throb at the base of her spine, an ache that slowly snakes around her body threatening to eat her whole. You're the only one who can subdue her better than those ointments and tea herbs- that honestly do more harm than good.

That’s why she’s staggering into your room through ragged breaths, using the pale moonlight that peaks through your curtains as guidance, the same taunting light that drips over your pretty face like some sort of beacon, calling her to you. Vi stumbles onto your bed— her face pressed into the soft fabric of your pillows that was absolutely drenched with the scent of you, which only fuels the fire in her.

Vi hated to wake you up, really she did, but she needed you, more than she had ever before… and okay maybe she says that every time but can you really blame her?

Either way, There’s no hesitation in how she shuffles closer to you, smushing her face into the crook of your neck with a low and desperate groan— big, rough hands pawing at your hips from above the blanket. “Please wake up baby, please, please.” Whispered from your neck until your pretty eyes are fluttering open.

The ticklish feeling of her ears twitching against your face keeps you from slipping back into dreamland, that and the way her hands had now disappeared beneath the covers to touch you— bandaged palms exploring the soft curves and dips of your body, slipping under your sleep shirt.

“Vi?— what time is it?” You huff groggily, turning your head to the side to try and look at your clock through bleary. She cups your jaw, turning your head back to her with a small, sheepish smile.“Don’t worry bout that,” her tone is draped in a heady whine of pure need.

Your brain was foggy and the situation wasn’t quite hitting you yet— you just kinda stare up at her in confusion. She lets out a low groan when you don’t immediately start giving her the attention she so clearly wants. Dropping her body on top of yours, looking down at you with glossy blue eyes— plump lips pursed out in a small pout as a whimper builds up in the back of her throat. “Do something, anything, please.” She sniffles, letting her head fall against your chest. “Need you.”

“What do you need hmm, puppy?” Oh god, ‘puppy?’… now you were just being mean weren’t you?

Her ears pin back, tail thwipping against your shin as she presses her face back into your neck— nosing at your jaw, inhaling you deeply. “Mmf, you. Your hands… can you, please?” She’s almost incoherent, drunk on desperation.

A shiver runs down her body, prickling at her skin as you drag your fingertips through her hair, gently scratching against her scalp and behind her ears that twitch against your palm happily. You’re hitting all the sensitive spots, the spots that draw pitiful sounds from her lips— oh the way she whines your name, nudging her head into your hand.

“Hngg, right there— there.” She huffs, breaths coming out in sharp, ragged pants when you hit that spot— the one that has her melting into your body, a dead weight draped over you, with her cheek smushed against your chest.

Vi, not so subtly, shifts her hips against your own— trying to grind against you all clumsily as you continue to pet over her head and ears. Then her fingers are curling around the waistband of your shorts, “Vi?… what’re you—” your hand stops as she fists the flimsy fabric, tugging them off with a huff.

“M’sorry baby… sorry, I just— I can smell you, s’not fair.” she pleads, taking a fistful of your thighs and pushing them down against the mattress— sharp canines on show as her hungry eyes drink in the sight of you, spread out, wet cunt glistening all for her. “Oh, ffffuck— pretty girl. S'all mine, yeah?” The words are drawled out in a groan.

“Mhm, yours Vi.” you agree, caving in as she presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth as if that'll make up for waking you up at this ungodly hour. You're positive you won't care in a couple of minutes.

Vi nips at the curve of your jaw as she crawls over you to grind her cunt onto yours. The fabric of her boxers are slick with a mixture of her and you— she’s completely lost in the feeling of your clits rubbing together, the way she can feel the throb of your pussy through her underwear and the breathy sounds you're making, it was so dizzying. The hot feeling of desperation so tightly coiled around her that she didn’t care about anything else except for her release, rutting against your cunt carelessly to chase after what she needed.

“Oh, Vi— mfm, take it easy puppy.” You gasp, hands grasping at her hips in a pointless attempt to slow her down— her movements borderline erratic.

She shakes her head, shoving her face into the crook of your neck with a broken cry of pleasure as she continues to rock her clothed cunt against yours, hands pawing at your thighs. “Can’t— I can’t, fuck— I can’t. I’m sorry, ahh!” She pants into the underside of your jaw, words muffled hotly into your skin as her orgasm washes over her, hips stuttering against yours before she goes boneless over the top of you in relief.

“S’okay pup… you’re okay—” you coo, slightly breathless, as you reach to pet the back of her head weakly. Vi doesn’t even give you a minute to catch your breath before she’s pushing herself back, shuffling her boxers off to reveal that damn trail of dark red hair before climbing back over you with a wolfish grin, whispering a lazy, “You’re so good to me pretty girl.” — and oh god, you were in for a long night.

[pythonmoth]

cw: post-traumatic stress disorder. brief mentions of war. brief mentions of severed limb (by a bomb). simon is a veteran. simon has a prosthetic leg. one talking snake.

this is based on His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman.

Simon Ghost Riley x f!Reader.

First | Next

Never Gonna Be Alone.

The battlefield was never calm, always aggressive, but times had been hard and that year they had less soldiers than ever before. Simon made the mistake of getting too close, desperate to cover more ground.

In an instant, he flew into the sky with a big booming sound, pain blooming in his leg. When he fell to the ground he couldn't hear or feel anything for a few minutes, the air gone from his lungs.

Somewhere beside him, he could hear Riley whimpering and whining in pain, even if it was hard to tell with the guns going off. Mostly, he heard him in his mind, and his heart. He blindly reached out, patting the ground until he found him, dragging himself next to Riley, holding onto him. He could smell the blood on his fluff but he held tight, their bond trembling with the intensity of their agony.

Gunshots, bombs, and screams made his head spin, daemons disappearing into golden dust left and right, soldiers falling dead to the ground. At some point, somebody grabbed him and dragged him back, and Simon finally realized what was wrong with him.

He wailed in pain, not letting go of Riley, keeping him right against his chest. Whenever his hands faltered, nearly passing out from shock, Riley would bite onto his uniform, keeping them close.

Another bomb going off next to his head made Simon wake up with a choked gasp, making Riley flinch awake as well. His sleepy eyes immediately alert as he stared at Simon, his fluffy ears straight up. Riley's eyes were questioning.

"Sorry, buddy. Nightmare" he said, rubbing his face hard. He reached out, purposely ignoring Riley's grunts and the rolling of his eyes, and pulled him closer, holding onto him, pressing his face into his daemon's fluff.

Riley's body curled around his head and rested his wet nose against Simon's neck, breathing steadily. That night, as many others, they gave each other comfort, and fell asleep again.

The next morning, Simon was greeted with great news.

"Two healthy babygirls" his brother told him, gripping onto Simon's shoulder, beaming so brightly that it was impossible not to smile back.

"I'm happy for you both. How's the missus?" he asked, handing Tommy a mug of coffee.

"Tired as fuck. She told me how she was gonna kill me, explicitly, if I got her pregnant again" Tommy chuckled, his face filled with love, the mug forgotten in his hand. His brother was glowing. "I just came back to take a shower while she sleeps, and then I'm off".

Simon smiled, shaking his head. He liked Beth so much he swore he would kick Tommy if he ever fucked it up.

"You don't have to leave. You know this" a voice grunted from Tommy's shoulder.

Simon looked at the little chinchilla, smiling at her. "I know, Lili. Still, I can't have my nieces living with all my brats in the backyard".

"Don't you dare calling them brats. They're more likeable than you are" Tommy said, rolling his eyes.

Riley's tail was sweeping against the floor next to Simon, amused by his brother's comment.

"Shut up. I'll be less than an hour from here, so you won't even notice Riley and I left" Simon sighed.

Riley made a little noise of annoyance when Lili jumped from Tommy's shoulder, head first into his side.

"Oi, stop bullying Riley" Simon warned her, playful. Riley's tail started swaying faster as the chinchilla went to chase it.

When Tommy told him they were expecting, Simon started looking for a new house nearby. Just forty minutes from there, in a small town, Simon found a house big enough for his pond, and close enough to visit his family as often as they wished. He bought it without much thought.

The pond was finished by the time Beth's tummy was as big as his brother's head.

It was ready to move in to.

"Are you sure?" Tommy question him again.

"Positive. Besides, the missus will need her space, and so will you".

"You are not a burden, Simon" Lili scolded him gently, nibbling on Riley's tail, which had gone still. "You are family".

"What she said" Tommy nodded, staring intently at Simon.

Riley growled lowly, affection heavy in their bond. Playfully, Riley chomped on Lili's little head, making her squeak in contentment. They went off, chasing each other and playing next to the pond.

"When are you moving, then? At least let me help you with the gars" his brother insisted. Simon rolled his eyes.

"Bloody hell, you're so annoying. Fine, have it your way".

A few weeks later, Simon said goodbye to the happy family, promising to come back when they had the time. "If you want a day off, I'll come and take care of the babies" Simon offered. Beth was so happy for his offer that she nearly cried.

Tommy smiled.

And then Simon and Riley were off.

The town was small but it was perfect for his retirement. Riley was still jumpy sometimes, so the quiet atmosphere would really help them.

Over the next few days, Simon slowly eased his alligator gars into the pond, the bass, the turtles, the catfish, even the carp that had survived their sharp teeth, now part of the family.

Riley would sleep under the sun for hours, would sometimes jump over the pond just to annoy the fish, and eat his fill pressed to Simon's leg on the floor.

Ever since Simon lost his leg, making Riley lose his as well, his daemon never spoke a word again. Traumatized into silence because of the shock.

It wasn't uncommon for people in the military. Some daemons never spoke again, some went blind, and some, if small enough, never let others see them if they could help it.

They could communicate easily, as their bond was untouched, but it was never words. It was a feeling, a tug in Simon's heart. And it was enough.

During the first month they moved in, his neighbors tried to come and welcome him, but most only stared at his face, then at his daemon, and would quickly scram.

Simon could tell Riley found it insulting. It was only a prosthetic leg, and a few cuts on their faces from the battlefield. They weren't criminals, they were retired soldiers.

Not a bit of respect, or kindness, in their faces.

Only pity and fear.

"I know, buddy. Come on, let's feed the brats" he said, flicking Riley's fluffy ear.

Riley was the first to notice.

Simon was feeding the bass, when Riley sent a tug through their bond. He got up and walked over.

"What's wrong?"

Riley growled to the pond, his head pointing to the turtle.

"What's wrong with Lemon?" he asked, confused. Riley sent worry through their bond.

Simon started counting them, and he finally understood.

"Oh, that little dickhead. She must be somewhere" he snarled, worried, and also incredibly upset.

If the turtle was hurt because he made a mistake with the pond, he would never forgive himself.

He looked everywhere in the backyard, even threw his GoPro camera into the pond to check if she was hiding between the rocks, but he found nothing.

Just as he was thinking of sucking it up and asking his neighbors, somebody knocked on his door. Riley walked over first, waiting to be seen first as soon as Simon opened the wooden door.

Simon's lips parted slightly as a young woman smiled up at him. She was pretty, dark circles under her eyes and curly eyelashes.

Riley's head tilted to the side.

"Hello. Is this one yours?" she asked. Simon looked down, staring at the green turtle in her hands.

"Fuck! I couldn't find you anywhere. I was so worried, dammit" he told the turtle, gently taking it from her hands.

While Simon placed the turtle back in the pond, Riley observed the girl standing at the door. She was blinking, surprised. Her eyes turned to him.

"Are you his daemon?" she asked, her tone gentle. Riley nodded once, his ears straight up.

"Nice to meet you" she told him, smiling at him. "I think I'll... close the door" she chuckled, gripping the door's handle.

Riley stood up from where he was sitting, catching her attention, and that's when Simon came back. The girl let go of the door handle.

"I'm so sorry. I was so worried I forgot to even say hello before I stormed away" Simon said, rubbing the back of his head. "I— thank you for bringing her".

The girl smiled and waved away his apology, her eyes flickering down for one quick moment. "That's fine. I was just saying hi to—"

"What happened to your leg?" a little voice hissed from inside the girl's hoodie. The tone was incredibly curious, not a bit judgy. Simon's eyebrows shoot up in surprise. Even Riley growled lowly in amusement.

The girl turned bright and gently smacked her chest, making the daemon hiss in annoyance, and took a step back. "I'm so sorry, please ignore her. I'm so glad your turtle is back and— yeah, hm. Bye. Yeah. Goodbye".

Simon and Riley shared a look, before turning back to the girl, who was hissing at her daemon, tugging on the hoodie.

"Viper! That wasn't nice! What if you made him feel sad? You can't just ask that!" she scream-whispered, not looking back at them even once. "Ugh, you're helpless!"

Simon couldn't help but smile as he closed the door. He turned to look at Riley.

Riley's tail was swaying across the floor, lazy and... content, he realized. There was endearment in their bond.

Simon raised his eyebrow. When their eyes met, Riley growled softly, his tail swaying faster.

What? he seemed to say.

"Come on, buddy. We still gotta feed the rest" Simon mumbled, his eyes twinkling.

well!! this happened.

Riley is an Alaskan Malamute and Viper is, you guessed it, a Mexican Black Kingsnake. i just think she's neat.

daemon. long story short, daemons are a representation of their inner-self. that's the "real" shape of their soul. because of Simon's past, Riley became a big dog to protect them, if that makes sense. they all have a mind of their own, but they're one w their person.

why a snake? snakes are cool, but I might pull a reason out of my sleeve at some point. i won't include a picture, but the mexican black kingsnake is beautiful. I was thinking of a rattlesnake too, but I liked this one better.

taglist: @kittygonap @rayrayyio

[thegnomelord]

NSFW; Smut idea rotting my brain nr.1749274: heavy pet play and Dom/sub dynamics with—

Cat shifters Ghost and Alejandro; being your good little kitties with nice bell collars around their necks in human and cat forms, that gingle softly whenever Ghost lazily goes down on Alejandro. Hearing Ale go from cursing in Spanish to mewling softly when Ghost purrs deep and gutteral around him when you scratch Ghost behind a feline ear. Also brushing Ghost's tail while he's in human form, biting Alejandro's shoulder to keep quiet when you rub the base of it.

Dog shifters Soap, Price, Rudy, Graves; you've basically got yourself a pack of dogs and that mangy coyote you mistook for an abused dog- Graves - is the bottom bitch. Sure, he tries to play top dog and bully Rudy since he's the smallest, but usually ends up mounted and knotted by Soap or Price and can't even do anything about it because of that cone of shame you keep around his head so he doesn't lick off what fur he has left. Usually comes running to hide behind you since you're strict (if you don't know about them), but when you go to sleep all bets are off.

Also Price def. runs the pack and keeps Johnny from exposing them too much (but leaves the punishment for Ghost to handle)

Also also cuddling on the bed with your two very big and very fluffy dogs and you're so conked out you don't even feel them shift into human bodies, Price gripping Johnny by the back on the neck and growling when he gropes you too much and you nearly wake up. Then Ghost just pulls him out of the bed like he's a whelp

Crow shifter Gaz; he's so sweet for a crow, sitting on your shoulder after his wing's healed and cawing whenever the others look at him with jealousy because he can get to places they can't. You're changing and you close the door? Not a problem for a bloke with wings who just flies out one window to spy on you through another window, and how could you possibly tell him apart from any other crow. Also his human form having his tail and just begging you constantly to preen it, complaining that he can't reach and looking at you with big begging eyes until you submit.

You end up having to move to a bigger house out in the countryside to house all the pets you've acquired and it's heaven for the perverts as A) no people to peek through the window and see strange men in your house at night, B) All the time in the world to be fucking pervers (headcannon: Johnny stole and burried most of your underwear in the back yard)

Idk mates @auspicioustidings help me with these thoughts I don't know what to doooo😓

[taesanboki]

hate being sick - m. jh ❀ ྀིྀི

in which.. your boyfriend planned to take you out but caught a cold the day of said plans so you improvise!

contains: fluff, kissing, slight angst if you squint, one little curse word, NOT proofread, there’s nothing much really also this is really fucking short i know shut up.

a/n: the time has finally come for me to be active..the reason you ask? i honestly don’t know i just felt like writing tbh and plus i started this acc 2 months ago and posted 2 works since.. i also don’t know myungjae fav food so i just put a random food so.. anyway enjoy!

more under the cut!

Jaehyun knows how much you’d rather go out than stay in. So he planned to take you out to the nicest and also most expensive restaurant in town!

He wanted to go around 7pm friday which was tomorrow. Which brought you to where you were currently, stressing on what to wear.

“Myungjae! get in here!” You yelled from your shared room. Jaehyun let out a little “Ah!” and made his way to where you were. “what dress should i wear for tomorrow? i can’t choose between black and red..”

Jaehyun thinks for a minute, “ah, this is hard you look good in both -*cough* *cough*- but i think that the -*cough*- red dress would -*cough*- match my outfit well!!” He says with a raspy voice.

There was a moment of silence between the two of you, “Uhh, baby are you feeling okay? you sound really sick..” Jaehyun nods rapidly, “I’m okay! i promise i’m fine! just a little cough and sore throat and headache no big deal!!”

You looked at him with a weird but concerned expression, “If you’re not feeling well then maybe we can stay home tomorrow night? There’s always a next time” You suggested. Based off jaehyun’s body language, he strongly disagreed with your recommendation. “Absolutely not! who knows what days we- *cough* - might be free!” He shoots back with furrowed eyebrows.

You pursed your lips at him, you knew jaehyun was always stubborn so you considered the dinner for a second and eventually came up with a solution, “We’ll see if you feel better tomorrow if not we’re staying home, okay?!” Jaehyun let out a tiny whine, “Y/n-“ “No buts!” You cut him off.

Jaehyun let out a groan accepting his fate as he knew deep down he wouldn’t get any better by tomorrow and stomped away.

The next morning, Jaehyun was still feeling under the weather not that he’d tell you. He was determined to take you out but his stuffy, puffy red nose and the fact he was barely able to speak with his sore throat told you that he was far from okay.

As soon as he woke up he felt like he was quite literally being hit on his head with a hammer over and over again.

Before you could wake up he went over to the bathroom to brush his teeth and take medication in hopes it would cure all of his symptoms. And of course that wasn’t the case.

You waltz into the bathroom rubbing the sleep from your eyes with the intentions of also brushing your teeth only to be faced with jaehyun’s puffy face a pill up to his lips.

You stop as soon as you’re about to bumb into him with a little “oh” sound and examine his face.

“Myungjae.. you’re still not feeling well?” You ask while cautiously reaching over to your toothbrush staring at him as if he were a dog ready to snap. He hesitated for a moment, “i feel great baby!-“ He was cut off by a sneeze.

Silence filled the room as you stared at each other. “….myungjae you don’t look or sound good why don’t you go lay down and we can cancel tonight yeah?” Jaehyun shakes his head, “I’m fine i promise!” “jaehyun can you please not be stubborn for once and go lay down while i brush my teeth please?”

Jaehyun pleaded at you with those big round eyes for a moment before ultimately walking away in defeat with his tail between his legs.

To you he looked horrible, it was clear as day that he was sick anyone with proper vision would notice it. His eyes were puffy from his constant sneezing and he sounded like his vocal cords were about to tear at any moment.

When you finished brushing your teeth, you walked back into the bedroom with medicine in hand. Jaehyun was sulking on the bed with his arms crossed and a pout on his face.

You breathed out a tiny laugh at the sight as you sat down next to him and placed the medicine on the nightstand, “Hey sweetheart, i know you’re upset about not being able to go out but i brought you medicine..”

He didn’t even spare you a glance and continued sulking, clearly upset at..you? “Myung don’t be like that..” silence. You played your hand on his shoulder and sighed, “Rest for a bit i’ll let you have some alone time and if you need medicine fill the cup up to hear okay?” No response. With nothing gained from that, you walk out the room heading to the living room.

You plopped on the sofa and opened a food delivery app and ordered pizza, his favorite food. You felt guilty for making him stay home since he really looked forward to bringing you out, you felt the need to make it up to him.

You turned on the tv and put on a random show for background noise as you scrolled through instagram.

After about 20 minutes there were faint knocks on the door. You answer and gave the delivery guy a tip before shutting the door and plating the food. You tip toe to the bedroom door which is slightly cracked and push it open slowly.

“Honey.. i got your favorite food.. do you want to watch a movie while we eat?”

Jaehyun was lying down, his back facing the door as he did whatever on his phone. At your voice he turned around with a small smile, “hi baby! you didn’t have to get me food!” He exclaimed at he sat up with that cute expression of his.

“I felt bad cause i know you wanted to bring me out, it’s such bad timing that you fell sick the day of that’s a big coincidence!!” You smiled as you handed him the plate.

He gave you a big hug and smothered your face with kisses while you giggled and held his face. “Okay! “Okay! enough you don’t want me to get sick do you?” Jaehyun smiled widely, “Maybe i do so then we can be sick together!!” He giggles.

You laugh at his bright demeanor even though he felt like shit, how could you get so lucky with this one? a whole ball of sunshine!!

You grab the remote and put on an action movie while you both enjoy your food spending the rest of the day in each other’s arms.

끝!! yall i know this is kinda booty ass but i rushed it cause i came up with more ideas while writing and im to excited to start them so maybe i’ll fix this or maybe i wont!! but yeah i had to post something 😊!! thank you for reading!! 🩵

[decent0distraction]

Part 2 of my Trolls AU in which Brozone lived in the Troll Tree like the rest of the Pop Trolls, still abandoned Branch, but Branch was left behind on accident when Pop Village left the Tree, leaving Branch to grow up and survive in an apocalyptic state of the Tree.

If anyone has any name ideas for this AU, please share them. I can’t say all of that at the beginning of every single one of the posts for the AU, you guys. I just can’t.

Okay! So, to recap for those who haven’t read the first part, we left off with Branch being rescued by his brothers, waking up and getting over the initial shock just in time for Poppy to return to the Village with the leaders of the other Troll Tribes.

Everyone has their own reactions. The leader of the Techno Trolls, King Trollex, is wary of Barb, who was made to give back the Techno string but is still not trusted by at least the Techno Trolls.

(Also, don’t overthink this, but I have decided for at least this AU, the Techno trolls, who are basically Troll mermaids, can magically change their tails into legs so they can walk on land. So there, that’s how Trollex was able to go with Poppy)

Trollzart, conductor of the Classical Trolls, has regretted his decision to a peace treaty since he agreed to it. Not because he thinks it’s a bad idea, but because he knows the only thing his kingdom can trade is metal and it’s clear that the Pop Trolls live off of nature and the land and don’t actually have a need for metal. So he’s very nervous that Poppy will turn on him and that the others will follow her lead.

Delta Dawn is skeptical. She doesn’t trust the Pop Trolls but Poppy seems like such a good and determined young woman that Delta Dawn feels that she can trust her. (Also, Delta Dawn is canonically Mayor of the Country Trolls and aside from Trollzart being a conductor, not a king, look it up; DD is the only Tribe leader who does not hold a royal title. It is for this reason that I’m playing around with the idea that she doesn’t like the others for the reason that they don’t give their people the choice of who is leading them since all of the other tribes are based on monarchies while hers is based on democracy)

King Quincy and Queen Essence are not worried at all. Girl, please, they have a whole ahh army and if they wanted to, they could go to war. It’s only for the well-being of their trolls that they haven’t. Well, that and like Poppy, they want to establish peace.

As for Queen Barb, she was fully prepared to take Poppy down, but when the princess explained about the Bergens and the Troll Tree, something is Barb switched.

Maybe it was her desire for equality or to be remembered as someone who did something important for the right reason, but she knew right then that she couldn’t let the Bergens go unpunished for what they had done.

And since Poppy found Barb before anyone else and Barb is still as secretly lonely as she is in canon, they become friends as they gather the other leaders and make the trip to Pop Village.

The one big thing that the leaders have in common is that they didn’t have a real understanding of the severity of the Bergen situation until they saw Branch.

Trollzart is the first to look away, out of despair and disgust; he’s never seen a Troll in such a state.

Trollex averts his eyes out of decency, as he wouldn’t want to be stared at if he were in Branch’s situation.

King Quincy and Queen Essence, being parents, are deeply disturbed by how young Branch is. He couldn’t be much older than the princess or their own son.

Delta Dawn is the first to ask if Branch is okay. But since Branch can’t speak, John Dory answers for him. “He’s safe now. We can work on the rest.”

Barb, finally jostled from her shock, turns around, fully prepared to literally burn Bergentown to the literal ground and burn the ashes.

But Poppy stops her, because, girl, me fucking too, but hello? Plan, please? Can we make a plan?

And yeah that’s all I got for right now. Remember to suggest a name for this AU if you have one please and thank you!

[cherrybombfangirlwrites]

The Little Pirate ; A Little Mermaid Retelling

Book 3 in my Fractured Stars Falling series

Genre and Setting

high fantasy, pirates and magic and curses and mermaids ; set in the magical world of Eltya on the high seas that surround the continent, and all of the lush but dangerous tropical islands and sea monsters that come with it, based on the Golden Age of Piracy

Playlist

POV

Third Person Limited, two characters alternating

Status and Length

Zero Draft, 2k words as of now ; 100k? Not sure

Tropes and Themes

Little Mermaid Retelling, pirates and mermaids, cursed pirate treasure, danger on the high seas and in tropical islands, friends to lovers, first relationship failure to new and scary but much healthier relationship, protective plus sized and horny sapphic pirate girlfriends, swordfighting is hot, tending to your lovers wounds and waiting at their bedside for them to wake, treasure hunting with the hot new crewmate you have a crush on, taking a knife for your lover, mermaids, swordfighting kink? ; healing from abandonment, heartbreak affecting new relationships and how to heal from it and not let it hurt the new relationships, the way to heal a broken heart is to feel your feelings, 

Warnings and Rating

abandonment issues and past failed relationship, pirate fantasy violence, depictions of blood, self sabotaging ; Teen and Up

Main Characters

Captain Cassandra

Pansexual, Mute and Partially Deaf, Plus-sized, She/Her

Redhead with lots of freckles

Clever and cunning pirate captain

Former mermaid abandoned by her first love (that she gave up her tail and life under the sea for)

Uses sign language (and sometimes writing things down) to communicate

Erica Princeton

Lesbian, Amputee (peg leg), plus-sized, Polynesian, She/Her

Hopeless romantic and carefree adventurer

Adores Cassandra and wants to show this pirate captain she's worthy of being loved and staying for

Raised by seamstress and nurse mommas (total momma's girl)

Bold swordfighter (also swordfighting kink?)

No i didn't name her after the best and most ride or die disney prince shut up-

Antagonists

Gar Face Gabe

He/Him, Name is a little misleading, Gay for his first mate but in an evil way?, Biggest Drama Queen in the Eltyan Sea

Cassandra gave him a small scar on his "beautiful perfect face" and now he's a pissy baby about it and insists everyone calls him Gar Face, he wears an eye patch over it because he's dramatic

Corrupted by dark magic? No idea what you're talking about

His first mate Hans might be his fuck buddy, who knows

Side Characters

Cassandra's Crew: First Mate Felicity (Main translator for Cass), Angry Alice, Big Barbara, Eye-Spy Sally, Quick Queenie, Cannongirl Katie, Billy Badbreath (Cass's grandfather)

Gar Face's Crew: Hairy Hans (first mate, captain's fuck buddy?), the rest are to be named

Plot and Sypnosis

Captain Cassandra is happy. She may not have her tail, ability to speak, or life under the sea that she gave up for nothing and every step is painful- but she has a crew, she uses a hand signing system to communicate, she's used to the pain, and the life of a pirate isn't really so bad when you have a loyal crew.

Sure, the wound that fisherman left still hurts- but if Cassandra ignores it and shoves it all down until she can't feel it it's not so bad. It still hurts, the gaping hole in her heart of being abandoned after she gave up everything for him still hurts-

But she’s fine. She’s happy.

Then Cassandra- quite literally- runs into Erica.

A hopeless romantic, gorgeous, pirate with no crew on the run from Gar Face Gabe and his gang of goons. Who is also so good at swordfighting it's beautiful.

Cass has faced Gar Face (the name is hardly accurate) many times before, and he is a bloody and ruthless pirate to be reckoned with. What could Erica possibly have that Gar Face would want so desperately?

Cass and her crew decide let Erica stay with them- she's gorgeous they have a common enemy after all. As it would turn out, Erica has a map to the infamous Nymand's Island, the most dangerous out of the islands in the waters that surround Eltya. An island that has a mountain that constantly spits liquid fire and is guarded by a huge gorilla- and according to the map, is where a dangerous and very valuable magical artifact is hidden.

A magical artifact that could wipe any magic from an object or person- no matter how big or small.

The quest is dangerous, but with a loyal crew and beautiful companion, it sure is the quest of a lifetime.

Extra Stuff

Here she is, my sapphic pirate girlfriends Little Mermaid Retelling! I based this one a little bit on The Little Mermaid tales and other retellings, but also Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl (best pirate movie ever). I also took inspiration from the book Alex and the Ironic Gentleman by Adrienne Kress, which also features pirates and hunting for treasure.

Some memes for your viewing pleasure:

[violetjedisylveon]

Metamorphosis

Blue Guard AU chapter 15

Summary: Argi wakes up to find her body has begun to undergo a drastic change. She handled it poorly.

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: 🚫 physical transformations and body horror, I guess, blood, pus, mucus and bodily changes🚫 it gets a bit gross

A/N: this is the part of the story I've been the most excited to get too, and it only took me 3 years from creating Argi to get to the point where she physically suffers the most! Yay!

happy almost Halloween 🎃! Enjoy the spooks and the candy!

It was cold.

Very cold.

And hot.

Boiling.

Very cold and very hot at the same time.

Violent shivering and sweating.

Churning stomachs.

Pain.

Curl up.

So much pain.

Exploding out.

Curl up!

Nauseous.

Pain.

Back.

Mouth.

Tails.

Chest.

Everything.

Pain.

Hurts.

Nauseous.

Pain.

Only pain.

Wake up!

Argi jolted awake, barely having the time to roll over and vomit onto the floor instead of all over herself.

She felt absolutely awful.

She was hot and cold and absolutely everything hurt!

Just like her dream…

It wasn't a dream…

She hugged herself and screamed for all the pain to just go away!

A horrible pain exploded across her body, concentrated on her back, her skin burned like it was being torn up from the inside. Something was trying to break out of her skin!

Her skin was moving!

She could feel it being pulled and stretched under her hands, could feel her body changing to accommodate whatever was trying to come in out of her, she could even feel as new blood vessels formed directly off her hearts to feed this new area.

Her mouth was on fire, her head and horns throbbed and her tails screamed at her.

It hurt!

Star shit! It fucking hurt!

She screamed so loudly it was a wonder the whole of the Isles didn't hear her.

Something touched her shoulder.

On instinct she whipped around with a snarl and sent a flurry of barely controlled magic at whoever had attacked her.

Wait… no one attacked her…

She blinked the yellow stinging tears out of her vision.

Hunter stared at her with wide, terrified eyes. A sputtering blast mark was burned into the wall behind him.

She just barely missed him.

She almost hurt her brother.

“Hunter?! Are you okay?! I didn't hurt you, did I?!” She asked.

He nodded slowly. His terror morphed into concern and a different sort of fear.

“Are you okay? What's happening to you?” He asked.

“I don't know! I just woke up-Fuck!” She yelped.

Whatever the fuck was on her back was pushing her shirt. From Hunter’s horribly pale face, it didn't look pretty. Titan, Hunter looked ready to vomit.

“Don't look. I can't even see the big ones and it's already gross.” Hunter warned.

Big ones? There's multiple?!

Argi ignored her brother’s advice and pulled her sleep shirt up over the most agitated part of her back. She heard him gag before she looked to see what was happening to her body.

Four large, twitching, purple bleeding welts were coming out of her back. Two large ones were on her upper back, and a smaller set were on her lower back, above where her tails started.

Speaking of her tails, there was more purple blood on her pants near the base of her tails.

I have a good hunch about what's there. She thought morbidly.

She gagged and vomited again, bile burned her throat.

That horrid pain intensified and her entire body burned.

“It's moving!” Hunter screeched.

She wanted to throw up again.

She reached up to pull on her hair, as she usually did when she didn't feel well, only to find her hair slick with more sticky yellow muck. Her hands instinctively moved for her horns.

“Don't-!”

Hunter's warning came too late, her fingers brushed against the edges of her horns and pain exploded in her skull, she couldn't help the scream.

“They're all… lumpy…” Hunter gagged.

What's happening?

“Am I dying?” She asked no one in particular.

She was probably dying.

The door was thrown open.

“What in the Titan’s name are you shrieking about?! Do you know how late it is?”

Uncle stormed in, Argi glanced up at him as he stopped dead in his tracks. His face paled as he slowly took in what was happening.

“I think I'm dying.” She said stupidly.

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering under his breath.

“Neither of you move. I'm getting Nazik.” He sighed.

The turtle demon raced into the room mere seconds after her name was said, shoving past the emperor in her rush to get in. Her mentor stared at her for a moment then sighed as well.

“Well shit.” Miss Nazik cursed.

That's a calmer reaction than I expected. Argi thought.

“What's happening to me?” She asked.

Miss Nazik pinched the bridge of her nose with an agitated grunt.

“Okay, the good news is this isn't something to worry about, it's completely normal.” She started.

Argi glanced at the oozing purple welts then back to the turtle demon.

“And the bad news?”

“The bad news is you're about to have the worst week of your life.” Miss Nazik said bluntly.

“What?!?!” She and Hunter screamed at the same time.

Miss Nazik gave Uncle a pointed side eye, muttering under her breath about him. She knelt down in front of her and took one of her hands, Argi hissed in pain at the contact, her very skin was on fire.

The turtle gave her a sympathetic look and ran her fingers over her irritated skin. A cooling glow from her fingertips soothed the burning pain.

“I should have known this was coming, your symptoms have been showing since your last release.” She said slowly.

“Symptoms?” She echoed.

“Yes, signs of preparation from your body.”

“Like everything hurting?” Hunter guessed.

Miss Nazik glanced at him with a firm nod.

“Yes, there's a lot of things to do to prepare for the metamorphosis, it is a painful experience.” She confirmed.

“Metamorphosis?!” Argi exclaimed.

Miss Nazik sighed again.

“Palisde have their metamorphosis triggered when their Titan's blood matures and begins to circulate. It's a completely normal thing, every Palisde goes through it.” She said.

Argi stared at her mentor.

“ … Titan's blood… in me…?” she stole a quick glance at Belos, his expression was totally neutral, to an unsettling point.

Miss Nazik followed her gaze and glowered at Uncle.

“I told you it should've been explained years ago.” She snarled.

“It is supposed to take at least thirty years.” Uncle said calmly.

“I already- oh forget it! I can't deal with this again!” She snapped, the nub of her tail twitched in irritation.

“Why's it happening now if it's supposed to take thirty years?” Hunter asked.

She could dimly hear her brother's heart racing over the blood rushing in her ears.

“She's got more blood, that's why her eyes are blue, it's a sign that she will enter metamorphosis earlier, and she's very early.” Miss Nazik said in a rush.

Argi reached up to the yellow liquid dripping down her face, it felt grainy between her fingers. It was a curious substance, it smelled like lightning charred wood.

“Silver! Don't touch it!” Miss Nazik snapped, wiping the yellow substance off her fingers.

“That's your body trying to purge itself of bile toxins build up and impurities, it's dangerous.” She said.

The turtle demon cupped her face with her cool, leathery hands, her dead eye was unusually focused.

“Silver, listen, your body is going to go through an extreme change, there is nothing wrong with you, but it is going to hurt and be challenging for you. Your magic won't respond as well to you, you'll have to be careful with what spells you use. It's recommended that you don't use any magic at all.” Miss Nazik explained.

“Everything will be fine, I can set you up in my study and bring Jayr in to monitor your progress.” She said.

Argi hesitantly glanced towards Uncle. This thing happening to her… it was wild magic, right? Uncle hated when her wild magic made itself known, what did he think about this?

His mouth was set in a hard line, he glared down at her. Wild magic killed his family, it killed Hunter's mom, and probably killed her family too, yet here she was, spewing out untamed bolts of wild magic because her body was changing. No wonder he was angry. She quickly looked away, guilt rising within her.

“Will she stay?” Hunter asked timidly.

That's right. She normally left the castle for all her wild magic stuff, this was different though, so maybe she'd be allowed to stay…? She didn't want to do this alone.

She dared to look up again, barely making eye contact as Uncle stared her down.

“No, her magic will become completely uncontrollable and unstable-” Miss Nazik cut Uncle off but she didn't hear what her mentor said.

Her eyes landed on Hunter, helplessly watching their uncle and her mentor fight.

My magic is unstable… the last time it was unstable I hurt Hunter… I'll hurt him again! I can't hurt him again!

Her chest hurt, everything was hurting but this hurt felt different, tight, constricting.

Oh. She wasn't breathing.

… why wasn't she breathing?

Why wasn't she breathing?!

“Argi?!” Hunter shouted in a high pitched, panicked voice.

She yelped, sucking in a gulp of air before another blast of uncontrolled magic ripped itself from her. Phoebe swooped into action, pulling the magic toward themself, saving everyone from the danger she posed.

“That's exactly why she can't stay, she's dangerous!” Uncle argued to Miss Nazik.

Her mentor snarled at him.

Argi felt her hearts pounding against her ribs, they were beating so fast. If they started skipping beats they'd be out of sync, having her hearts out of sync was never good.

She met Hunter's startled, fearful gaze. He was scared of her, she was sure of it, she'd almost hit him twice in less than ten minutes. She was endangering him!

She was supposed to protect him! Not hurt him!

Argi suddenly pushed herself up, off her mattress. 

“Argi…?” Hunter asked, reaching out a hand.

She slapped it away, throwing herself back into the wall, as far as she could get from everyone. She didn't even register the pain from the action.

“Argi, stay calm.” Miss Nazik said, taking a step closer.

Miss Nazik isn't supposed to call me that. She's supposed to call me Silver like everyone else. Argi eyed the turtle demon suspiciously.

“Just calm down, I promise everything will be fine.” She insisted.

Her mentor took one step to close.

“No!” Argi screeched, slashing her hand in the air, sending a burst of magic straight into her mentor.

CRACK!

The five hundred year old demon was sent crashing back into the wall.

All she needed to see was the horror on her brother's face to realize what she'd done.

Blood welled up from the long crack in Miss Nazik’s plastron. She covered her mouth, gagging in disgust at herself.

“I-I'm sorry-!” she said weakly.

Uncle glared down at her, anger in his eyes, no, more than anger, hate. He hated her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted the window. She had to get out of here before she hurt someone else.

“Argi don't-”

Her mentor's warning was abruptly cut off, replaced with the wind ripping by as she spiraled through the air.

She crossed her arms over her face, shielding her eyes from the wind. She was heading towards the ground and fast.

Somewhere safe! Think of somewhere safe! She squeezed her eyes shut.

She slammed onto a branch instead of hitting the ground. She tumbled from branch to branch until she hit a structure of some kind.

I hope I'm at the safe house. She blinked open a stinging eye.

A griffin stared down at her.

She landed in a griffin's nest.

Of course she did.

The griffin let out a territorial shriek and lunged for her.

She rolled out of the way and onto her feet. Her magic sparked at her fingertips, the energy was building up and eager to get out. She didn't wanna kill the griffin, it was just responding to her as a threat.

She ducked and weaved through the griffin's attacks, trying to think of a way out without hurting it.

The griffin swiped again, this time it struck her upper arm, sharp claws cut into her burning skin.

Her body reacted by sending out another blast of magic. She lurched away from the now injured and shrieking griffin.

It's claw was burnt black, it held the injured limb close to itself and hissed at her. She neared the edge of the nest, glancing down, it was still a long way to fall.

The griffin swiped at her with its other leg, and she jumped backwards, out of the nest.

She was falling again.

Her magic crackled around her, she managed to teleport herself up into the sky where the burst would do the least amount of damage.

Her built up magic let loose with a massive boom.

Luckily the ongoing thunderstorm covered most of her- wait, there was a storm? Where was she?

Falling.

She teleported without thinking about it.

Her body crashed into branches, snapping the smaller ones as she crashed down.

She hit the ground with a dull thud, the air was knocked out of her.

All she could do was lay there and try to breathe.

It was raining.

She felt a dull sting as the boiling rains fell onto her.

Luckily she landed somewhere half decently sheltered from the onslaught of rain.

She sucked in one shaky breath after another, staring at the sideways world. She couldn't move anymore, all her energy was gone.

The pain persisted.

Her body burned with white hot pain.

She barely registered the fact that her hearts were beating out of sync.

There were dark spots in her vision.

Her eyelids were too heavy to keep open.

She lost consciousness, fading into the dark with the sound of boiling rain falling.

[broodygaming]

Alrightttyyyyy brainstorm word dump time.

So I'm working on my next game which is set in a Carnival setting.

My idea... Is I'm leaning into (lol again) the 2nd person POV and an almost meta like feel to it, but you the player don't know why yet but there is a canon reason.

So big picture wise, the game is about time travel. And that's where I'm feeling a little lost, HAHAHA, cuz holy jeez. In my opinion, time travel magic stuff works one of two ways. Either there's a linear Thread that you are hopping around on OR there are multiple threads all existing around and because of each other. Think (forgive the reference but) time turner shenanigans vs marvel movie / spiderverse stuff. I THINK I am leaning towards the FIRST. But I'm breaking it horribly and that's also the point of the story.

So I want it to be a mystery and the Big Reveal is that it was basically you the entire time but you've time traveled so much you've fucked with the thread so much you're locked in this weird time loop limbo and barely exist as a person. If you're confused good so am I. This is helping just typing this out.

So game starts and you're told there's Been A Murder and you're welcome to wander the carnival and try out booths. The idea being that you win the mini game and are rewarded with a mask. The masks give you a sense of identity you were lacking before. Once you have the mask you then "go back to play the mini game" and then time passes. There's a scream from outside and it's revealed that whoever it is that was running the booth you're at, has JUST died. And the method of death is based on player choices.

Then some figure appears and kills YOU suddenly. Screen goes dark.

You "wake up" and it's the begining of the game. Except this time you have the mask you just won and the dialogue is slightly different based on the new mask. You can then repeat and question diff characters and get very diff responses based on the mask. The booth person who has died, their booth is now cut off and you can't repeat it. You play through 3 mini games and get 3 masks.

When you play with the last mask there's very few people left to talk to. You make your way to the end of the booth row and are finally able to go into the last tent. The tent of the person who had died at the very beginning, the reason the police are here. Inside is the figure who has shown up to kill you at the end of each round.

It's a girl with a long tall pony tail and bright hair. she otherwise wears a mask and dark maroon clothing. You the player (who have been wearing a hood the entire game) take off your hood to reveal the same colored hair.

She confronts you and says you know who we are, what we are. We need blood to travel. I've tried to end it, but I can't, you can't, we can't." it's revealed essentially YOU are somehow both the killer and the killed. You're a time traveller who needs to kill to jump. And you tried to end yourself but just teleported back into that loop of you dying and each time you you killed past you again and again the past you would come back less and less human. With less and less control and a mindless time traveling killing machine, barely even aware of what they are doing. It's revealed that YOU the player have killed all the booth runners and just don't remember it.

You slowly go to put up your hair in a pony tail and then kill the other you. The time travel sequence goes again and you wake up at the start of the game. i want there to be a (spoilers for Haunting of Hill House) Nell / bent neck lady reveal where you zap through all the deaths that have happened, real choices taken from you. Revealed to be stuck in a loop.

IDK if any of this makes sense. I barely even have the spoons to reread what I just wrote, lol. I'm gonna keep chugging away at it and hope all the pieces make sense when I'm at the end haha.

[sanguinarius-archive]

someone. please stop me

[yawntu]

✨Brain so empty don’t think about how Rotxo takes care of you ✨

a/n: he is just so fine. Cant keep him out of my stupid brain

pairing(s): Rotxo x f!Reader

warnings: NSWF / MDNI, all characters are 18+, Fingering, Some tail stuff, He’s sweet obviously, Almost get caught not really, Slight exhibitionism

You should never let yourself think about how early mornings with your sweet and attentive Rotxo usually go. How he should be using the lull in time to appreciate how beautiful you were and to listen intently to the soothing drawl of your lips as you recall the finer details of last night's dream. How could he when his dream chatted so warmly right in front of him? How can he not take advantage of the solitude morning provided to make his far more achievable dream a reality?

Instead of foraging the receding tides for mollusks to eat for breakfast like you had asked of him he planned to use the decently far walk from the bustling village to his advantage. He could make up the disruption of your time if it meant he gets the chance to use you as he sees fit. He can’t help it. You still look so sleepy trudging down the beach with him. Wrapped up in your shawl to keep the sea breeze from assaulting your just-awoken skin.

Do not think about how easily Rotxo can convince your sleepy little body to bend over and clutch onto a mangrove root while one of his big hands wraps around the base of your swaying tail, angling your hips up sharply for his viewing pleasure. How quickly his full cheeks pull into a dimpled smile when he reminds you he is just helping you wake all the way up so you would not slow down the rest of his day. Ignore how his fingers are so thick that you are confident that you would be satisfied with just his fingers scissoring in and out of you for the rest of your life.

"You gotta’ be quiet," he sounds more concerned than he is. Despite the scolding in his voice he calmly picks up the pace of his fingers bouncing against your g-spot because ultimately- Rotxo does not care too much if anyone knows what he gets to do to you.

"Just breathe ya? I know you can do that."

The slur of his words is undoubtedly the reason for the almost painful clench at the pit of your stomach but you can only focus on how sweet the kisses he lays on your sweat-sheened back feel. How his tongue sliding up your spine is going to make you cum. How he mumbles sweet words about how lucky he was for the creamy ring that's gathering at his knuckles against your skin. Half distracted by how pretty you fucked open for him to perfectly articulate how wonderful of a morning he was already having.

For the love of Eywa don't think about how he is the one who had originally bent you over, but now that he's so hypnotized over the ripple the skin of your ass rewards him with as he fucks his fingers into you he can't help but mumble and whimper about how bad he wants you to cum for him. So enchanted by the way your skin moves for him that he can not possibly focus on anything around him. You are being so good for him, focused enough to not moan like a whore for him. The only noise he can focus on is the sloppy echo of your now dripping pussy.

"Always so fucking wet,"

Don't think about the fact that Rotxo cannot hide how badly he wants you. Not when his voice cracks and he begins tugging on your tail. He considers himself lucky that you are coherent enough for your eyes to focus way down at the opposite end of the beach,

"Our friends," you can't help your winded voice when his fingers are such an intrusive force, "they're coming towards us- the roots won't hide-"

Don't think about how quickly Rotxo's face would leave your neck to peak past the privacy of the flora. Don't think about the fact that he'll growl and tense slightly but does not let the punishing pace of his fingers falter.

He does however immediately let go of your tail, fingers hooking around your frame reminding you how small you are compared to him, large palm smoothing over your lower stomach. When his fingers make contact with your clit you can not help but whine for him and buck into his hand. The decibel of your voice only raising again when Rotxo follows his assaults with encouraging whispers reminding you that you only have a few seconds to cum all over his fingers. You really can't think about how he acts as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened by the time your friends finally reach the two of you minutes later. Quick to ignore any implication of the thought despite the fact that your tswin are still connected and the love stick eyes you both share are undoubtable.

i’m sorry he got me feral

[lemon-muncher]

Can i have a Rin x male!reader, with tags somnophilia(he wakes up mid s*x huhu), overstimulaion, orgasm denial? ALSO PLS BRING IN RIN'S CUTE TAIL and FANGS >=<

That horny motherfucker would love this XD

When you first entered True Cross Academy, you were pleasently surprised to find that both of the Okumura brothers were accepted in. You had lived in the same neighborhood as the ministry allowing you to see them regularly. Within that time, you recognized Rin's blossoming feelings for you. He was oblivious to his own feelings so it was up to you to court him.

When you saw your tail bound boyfriend attending classes at True Cross you were more than excited. You would be able to spend quality time with him before, during and after classes. He took it upon himself to make you meals throughout the day since he was sometimes busy his exorcism courses. And after a long day of work, you two would decide whose room to rest in. You'd cuddle up against each other, his tail would hold you close.

On rare occasions, the two of you would rarely see each other. There'd be no meals given to you, no time to cuddle, and definitely no time to be intimate with each other. Rin would get his sexual frustration out through his training to be an exorcist. You on the other hand were not as easily satisfied. You required sex....straight up sex. It didn't have to be kinky or anything, but you needed to have some form sexual interaction. That's what lead you to now.

Due to Rin's demonic urges, sex between the two of you was definitely different. It was rough and passionate and especially lasted more than one round. His own body physique played a role since it was strong yet sensitive. His nails would make up your back creating pretty ribbons of raw skin. His teeth would puncture holes into whatever you've decided to shove in his noisy mouth that day. His tail would move on it's own, wagging excitedly as you pounded him into his subspace. Yes, sex with Rin opened the two of you into a world full of new kinks.

After a particularly long day, Rin laid fast asleep on your bed. You chuckled to yourself after noticing he was to tired to fully get undressed and changed into clean clothes. "Why must you push yourself so hard..." You mumbles out loud while looming over your boyfriend's body. Taking it upon yourself, you slowly and silently stripped Rin of his sweat soaked clothes. He sturred in his sleep causing you to retreat your hand multiple times in the fear of waking him. As you removed his last article of clothing you noticed a problem. "...shit...." You looked down to you semi hard cock that rubbed uncomfortably against your pants.

This reminded you of a conversation the two of you had a few weeks back.

"You want me to what?" You could only stare in disbelief at your boyfriend. Rin grinned at you, his cute fangs shiny in the sun, "It's not that big of a deal, Y/N. Just fuck me in my sleep, hehe"

You chuckled to yourself. "Well, this is what you wanted." You climbed into your shared bed, the comfortable mattress dipping with your weight. Rin's body stunk of teenage pheromones. From his dripping hole, you assumed he was have a wet dream of some sort. "You horny whore..." Slowly, you pulled your pants and boxers down, your cock slightly hitting your stomach. "Do you dare regret this, Rin" With one hand holding his ass, you quickly inserted your self into your demonic boyfriend. His body shivered from the feeling, a small whine escaping from his mouth.

Without a second thought, you harshly thrusted in and out of his ass. Firey blue eyes flung open with tear escaping them. "Y-Y/N! Fuck!" His arms wrapped around your neck, trying to stabilize himself from your powerful and neverending thrust. "Sorry to wake you, Darling~" You whispered into his ear between your heavy breath. Rin threw his head back, his tail wrapping against the base of your thigh to pull you deeper inside of him. "Damn it Rin! Who knew fucking you in your sleep would get you wrecked like a whore." You mocked him. Rin's claws began to dig into your back causing you to hiss from the pain. Quickly, you put your thumb over the head of his cock, preventing him release from his upcoming orgasm.

"N-NO! Let me cum damnit!" Rin yelled at you. Well he yelled as best he could with is fangs in your shoulder trying to keep himself from being loud. You only laughed as his body shock and his cock was still hard in your hand. His body convulsed in a way you could only describe as beautiful. "You don't mind doing that again, do you?" I asked the breathless male before you. "Besides, you haven't made me cum yet~"

I hope this is ok and not too long. This is my first time working with such a detailed request so I wanted to make sure it was ok. Also, thank you to the people who wished me a happy birthday, I really appreciate it☺️

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Top Five with Crush Hero

While commiting crime he's wondering why the hero hasn't shown up yet. Then after walking around he sees their body based on the wall, severely beaten and just holding to their live with written above their head "*villain name* was here"

The Riddler: ITS NOT EVEN IN GREEN PAINT- Ohhh he's going to shatter someone's ankles. He has a THEME. He worked HARD ON IT. After that not so fleeting thought runs through his mind, he is pissed off hero is hurt. He considers doing some minor crime to make civiliians panic and at the mention of a green man in a suit, the GCPD activate the Bat symbol. That'd take too long. He huffed, looks like he'll have to do this alone. As he carries hero to...safety? See that sounded wrong even to the Riddler. Wait a minute, IS THIS WHAT PEOPLE THINK OF HIM NOW? SO LOW TO BEAT SOMEONE TO A PULP AND RUN OFF WITHOUT SO MUCH AS A RIDDLE? Ugh, amateurs. They're sickening.

Scarecrow: Not his. He's a doctor. First rule is unintelligible handwriting. Since when did he beat people to a pulp? Sure he's strong but as hero had said, he's too skinny- give him a hug and you'll get a paper cut. He crinkled his nose. He'll leave the beating people to the brink of death to the Joker...or the Riddler on a very bad day. He checked for a pulse. "Your luck is either very good or very bad for me to be the one to find you." Jonathan said mostly to himself. "Fear not, my dear, ill take care of it from here."

Mad Hatter: Oh- wait...did he do this? This doesn't seem like his thing. ...right? What exactly was his thi- now is not the time. He'll just have to ask hero when they're awake. Jervis was going to have to get creative about how to move you. Oh, just in time! Look! A big burly man who looked like he could lift three of Jervis. He almost resembled Bane. However Bane was much bigger. He took out his pocket watch, reminding himself to remember to make the man forget once he's done carrying them.

Two-Face: Okay no one can fall for this. That is the shittiest handwriting he has ever seen. "Can't they atleast spell it properly?" Harv said gruffly. "'To face' is just pitiful." "Why wouldn't I use my gun?" Harvey spoke with confusion. Two-Face checked hero's pulse. "Oh thank fuck." Harv' breathed. He wasted no time lifting hero, to move them to the car. "Where should we take them?" Harvey wondered out loud. "Could take 'em back to base. Got a first aid kid and no one will be bothering us." It seemed the best option. "If we ever get hands on whoever did this, I say we flip. Heads: they get their own besting they don't wake up from. Tails: a bullet." Harv' said as he got into the drivers seat. "Agreed." Harvey replied as he turned on the cognition.

Black Mask: Okay first of all this is offensive if it was him there would be so much more blood shed and hero would be UNRECOGNISABLE- now that we got that out the way - WHO THE FUCK DID THAT TO HIS BABY? No, hero doesn't know they are his baby BUT THEY ARE. No one gets a choice in this! He's calling a car and getting one of the boys to pick them up. -that suit gotta stay crispy white-. He's going to be making some calls because he's finding out who did this. After all, he's gotta give a lesson on how to really get the job done.

[inbtswethrrust]

MINDHEIST MASTERLIST

Hey guys! I've recently received some asks regarding mindheist deleting their ao3 account, along with all the works. Someone was kind enough to send me pdf files for all of the works published on ao3 by mindheist, and so here is a compilation for all of them with the links for the files!! Enjoy your reading. By the way, if at any point the writer themself would like me to delete this post, I will.

So the post doesn't get too long, i'll put up a divider! Happy readings!

JIKOOK:

The Ocean at the End of the Universe It's hard to find just one person in a sea of stars. (space au)

Wish I Would've Known The worst part isn't hatred. The worst part is not talking anymore, and never understanding why. (based on the song we don't talk anymore)

You're My Genie, Lamborghini (You're My Teeny Weeny Meenie) You know those people saying technology is driving people apart? Yeah, fuck them. (twitter au)

with it's sequel... You Got the Best of Me (Synth Riff) Two social media sweethearts get married. Baby boomers crash and burn in the distance at this flagrant display of millenial culture. (continuation of ^^)

JINMIN:

Galaxy S♡ we all have those memories that don't end, even when everything is over. Some call that critical error. Others call it human existence. (androids/robots au)

Watchers of the Eternal Flame Jimin goes to Rio de Janeiro to live his passion. He leaves Rio da Janeiro having found his dream. (summer olympics au)

NAMGI:

In My Blood Sometimes fate is a flat tire and a crushed bumper. (a/b/o au)

TAEKOOK:

i try to picture me without you (but i can't) "You think relationships last in the village? You want one with me? You think you'll be happy?" Maybe Taehyung did think that they could be happy. (sequel to Watchers of the Eternal Flame, summer olympics au)

And, Home (Will Feel Like Home Again) Between the oily residue of night market tables and the rickety steps of the Hakone mountains, there is a little bus station in the fog. (travel au)

Fool Me Once (Shame On You) Fool me twice, shame on me. (established relationship)

Ghost Story It was an untold story with no ending, until now. (ghost au)

Invisible People The most important things are the hardest of all to see. (ballet au)

Let Us A relationship is a two-way street. (strangers to friends to lovers)

Never Let Me Go Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone's hand is the beginning of a journey. (soulmates au)

Pour Up (Drank) If you can read this, take another shot. (frat au)

Rich Bitch When you make six figures a year, Valentino isn’t that big of a deal. (the au is,,, tae is rich)

Shark In the Water As far as fairy tales go, this one doesn’t have a lot of faeries. Tales, yes. Tails, that is. Just the one. One (1) tail. (mermaid au)

Terrible Things Happen (Sometimes, They Save You) Min Yoongi wakes up from a nightmare on a sunless afternoon to a reality more twisted than his dizziest daydreams. (american horror story au)

The Day The Earth Stood Still Somewhere in New York, Seoul, Florence, Los Angeles, is a tale as old as time. (pre-apocalypse au)

起死回生; To Live Again Fiction gives us a second chance that life denies us. (historical au)

SERIES: I'm feeling electric tonight

(fake dating au.)

Kiss Me Hard Before You Go Dramatization. Do not try at home.

I Just Wanted You to Know (That Baby, You’re the Best) If you experience headaches, nausea, or heartbreak, discontinue use and talk to your doctor because relationships might not be right for you.

Think I'll Miss You Forever Happy endings sold separately.

SERIES: Interstellar (historical fantasy au)

Give Me Your Hands (I Will Pick the Stars for You) I miss you like the moon misses the sun, destined to chase you until the end of time.

Perihelion Perihelion: the point in the orbit of a celestial body at which it is closest to the sun.

SERIES: Moonrise (werewolf au, abo au)

Bad Moon Rising Taehyung has always wanted to be a superhero. Jeongguk has always been a supernatural.

I Fear the Fever, It Runs Electric There are some perks to having Jeongguk as a boyfriend. For one, he makes procrastination impossible.

Shaking Inside My Bones For better or for worse, everyone gets better at this. It’s practice. It doesn’t quite make perfect but it gets pretty damn close.

SERIES: The Ones Who Watch Us (horror au)

They Can See Us There are two things that you should hope always follow you. Number one: your shadow. Number two: your reflection.

Why Aren't You Scared of Me? (What Do You Know?) There are much worse things to be scared of.

SERIES: Where You Go, I'll Go To (grim reaper au)

In the Blind The world, as most people see it, is only half the story.

Time would envy us (part two, by nikkumeul) This is the other half of the story. This is forever. OBS: same link as above, starting from page 26)

SERIES: You bring good to my lonely life (honestly) (hollywood movie star au)

Love Will Always Be A Lesson (Let’s Get Out of its Way) Lesson 1: It's not real

Pizza Magazine Love is a strange, strange thing. (OBS: same link, starting from page 156)

YOONKOOK:

We Who Hide From the Sun “It’s the oldest story in the world. One day you’re seventeen and planning for someday. And then, quietly, and without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.” (childhood friends to lovers au)

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Admin's Note:

Okay, i'm back now. these are all the mindheist fics i've gotten the links for, thank you to all who sent them to me, very much appreciated! the links lead you to a pdf file on google drive, owned by my own account. i'll have those up all the time, but in case something happens and they get removed i advise you to download the ones that you want to keep personally! hope you enjoy the read babies, love you all!! and thank you again!! and thank you to mindheist in the first place for writing all of these amazing fics.

[shadzytarts]

I just saw your koi boys and I need to know everything about them immediately (totally cool if there's no story tho)

WELL THERES A LITTLE BIT OF A STORY, So my friend has this ocean au, Astro sirens are like these big fish serpent guys, Sunrise is a big sun I think he's a lil based on a lion fish, and there's Moonfall who's his brother I think they're really neat (actually I should post some of my art of them now that I think about it)

Anyways Bit bit (the sun) and Bitey (the moon) are Mini sirens, they're about 6 feet long (This is kinda long vdgshak Warning for mention of some violence but it's okay) Story wise Bit bit and Bitey are in a Qpp, they wear rings on their tails kinda like friendship bracelets

One time Bitey tried to fight a bull shark which, was not a great idea and Bit bit got injured trying to get Bitey out of that fight safely. Bitey was passed tf out and Bit bit dragged him onto shore and tries to tend to their wounds, but they're both worse for wear.

One stormy night, Moonfall comes across them (giant astro siren Moon, he's https://www.tumblr.com/crabas-lordes 's character) Bit bit's not doin great but's protective of Bitey, he can barely keep himself propped up on his arms bc he got a lil nerve damage (He just has a shaky arm now) bc of the storm Moonfall's feeling pretty soft so he decides to help them out even though Bit bit isn't very trusting of a giant predator.

So Moonfall keeps them in his under water cave home for a little while under the condition that when they're both healed up they need to leave and the next time he sees them they're a meal.

And Bit bit's like "ok", Bitey's passed out basically that whole time, he doesn't stay long after he wakes up with his messed up fin and they say their last goodbye to Moonfall After that they're taken in by Squish who's this seaslug astro siren (I'm p sure they're a sub species so they're a lil smaller than the regular astro sirens) who belongs to https://twitter.com/BShikiwara they. She's very motherly and just adopts everyone teensy Moonfall is her friend so Moonfall sees Bit bit and Bitey again like "ah- fuck its you" but he can't follow through with eating them cause Squish would kill him

So Bitey's like "oh yeah I recognize you" and just has the audacity to be like "lol you can't eat us you're emotionally attached" and they have this relationship of Bitey teasing Moonfall about that and Moonfall being like "bet" and trying to scare Bitey by dangling him over his mouth a lot Bit bit's kinda worried about Bitey but doesn't interfere much, Bitey has depressive episodes so one day he kinda tries to swim away from everyone and Bit bit's left worrying about him Moonfall follows him around noticing he's sad and bitey gets kinda "why're you here, I'm just food to you" and Moonfall's like "you cant even offer me sustenance" and's pretty persistent on keeping an eye on Bitey to keep him safe So Bitey kinda gives up tryin to get away from him and they end up having a very depressed conversation where Bitey shares his "im kinda nothing but a snack /neg" feelings and Moonfall listens ands like "I never really thought about that"

After that Bitey just generally feels comfier around Moonfall and just implicitly trusts him, and makes depressed jokes with him like "If i died would u keep my bones?" / "how would you like to eat me, I really wanna be grilled" and Moonfalls just "lol dw i'd grill u" there was an incident where Bitey was being dangled over Moonfall's mouth while they were fuckin around and he purposefully dropped in and Moonfall had a heart attack and choked him out like "don't do that again omg" I love their relationship, Bitey looks up to Moonfall and wants to be a big strong guy like him even tho that's not possible he's stuck at 6 feet long Sunrise on the other hand just sees Bit bit and Bitey as stressballs and dolls to throw around which like, Bitey's better at dealing with than Bit bit is cause Bitey will actively try to get away from him and Bit bit will just accept his fate be'in squeezed and tossed around like nothin which really hurts him He's ok Moonfall and Squish are protective of him when Sunrise gets too rough

Bit bit and Bitey wear ponchos bc Bit bit's self conscious of his shoulder scar and Bitey wears his as emotional support for him. Bitey thinks his scars are really cool They're also super food motivated, Bit bit's the more cautious one but Bitey'll just omn your whole arm on accident if you offer food