#cater just one chance pls

[person8789]

It’s time for the boy 😌🫡

[hella1975]

Hella how did you get your first job because the embarrassment of telling everywhere i apply to that i have no experience is getting too much

oof it's kinda hard bc employability ranges so wildly depending on what job you're applying for so idk where to really start with this bc in the grand scheme of things my experience is very limited (have only ever had waitressing jobs so the way i apply won't be helpful if you're trying to be like. a sparky or smthn). also depends on how old you are and stuff. some general things though! if anyone gives you shit for not having experience, they're the problem not you. and i dont mean 'gives you shit' as in 'wont give you the job' bc unfortunately that's just how it is a lot of the time, but if they actively make you feel shitty for having no experience then that's when they're just being a dickhead. it might feel embarassing that you have no experience, but literally every single person in the working world has been in that boat at some point. the people INTERVIEWING you will have been in that boat. if they don't meet it with empathy then they're likely to be a crap employer anyway.

the way i got my first job was the old-fashioned way which i still do nowadays if im desperate (aka my lazy indeed.com methods have proven fruitless) which is to literally print off my CV (or resume or whatever you call it where you're from) and carry around like 20 of them and then just. go around the area. i literally just hand my CV to every cafe and restaurant whether they were hiring or not and give them my CV, bc not only then do they get a look at you and can see if your people skills are good (mine are my main skill hence why this method is so effective for me), but having a physical copy of your CV means sometimes they'll keep them on file for when they ARE hiring (not all the time, im under no illusion that some of them just chuck it the moment i leave). it's safer than getting lost in a pile of emails and online applicants. it's also kinda fun, like i make a whole day of it and you really become quite numb to the conversational side of it after a couple stops. it's worked for me every time and ive had four jobs now in four years.

[p4r4syte]

its boiling hot rn so heres some lost boy hcs. what i think theyd do/be like in summer (mildly suggestive?)

pls add comments, ill add to it :3

David :

•avoids everyone. i know vampires are cold blooded but no doubt these mfs get agitated during summer. David the worst. he’d be sat there, coat discarded with a pissed off expression. still smoking. god forbid he doesnt smoke

•will even get pissed off with Feeding Time™️ because the bloods warm so he’d just disappear for days on end. hiding away. basically hibernating

•Is Extremely Snappy. he will go for anyones throat, doesnt even matter if youre together (god forbid mates), he’ll be avoiding you just in case but will Bark at the boys given any chance

•”he wouldnt hurt a fly” HE WOULD!!!!!! Fuck That Fly Do Not Invade My Personal Space

•will only calm down once hes cooler, he would genuinely have to piss off to the sea (or i imagine the cave has a watered in area) ((only dwayne knows about it but he let david in on it)) or hes sulking in a damp, desolate part of the cave. just waiting for the summer to end

•only one of the boys that can speak to david during this time is dwayne because of how hes empathetic towards his Boys. Marko And Paul Will Be DropKicked On Sight.

•sleeps upside down, near the darkest most secluded park of the cave. there isnt any air, theres no breeze. he doesnt care, he just wants to, fester. Leave Him To Fester

Marko :

•becomes more feral than he ordinarily is

•he Will be dangling from the ceiling, trying to catch any breeze that rolls in

•he will also be chilling with the pigeons, they find the coolest places in the cave to rest so Why Not?

•the summer heat will also be giving him unneeded energy. he WILL be playfighting with paul and then laying there overheating and gets pissed off once paul tried to interact with him again. Cant You See Im Warm? Jesus.

•will find endless cool drinks on the boardwalk once it cools down during night. itll give him no sustenance and he’ll be pissed off that he has a headache tomorrow but. Mmm Slushie :3

•still eats hot food and will complain about how hes warmer now than before he ate the food. yes he knew beforehand. no he wont stop. let him complain

•him and paul sit shirtless in the centre part of the cave, eating ice creams and then getting pissed off once theyve eaten them all (or theyve melted)

•calmer than david, less irritated than dwayne, less energetic than paul

•sleeps in a random, small part of the cave because the air rushes straight through (he followed the pigeons)(he learns many things from them, this is one of the many great things he found out)

Paul :

•please calm down. its Hot. Get The Memo

•continues his antics, just with, less clothes.

•the ONLY motherfucker thats actively trying to interact with everyone else

•he doesnt get it, god bless. not a single thought in that head x

•is also smoking. sat on that fountain (the cold marble against his back), trying to yell to the others (they ignore him) speaker blasting music (its pissing everyone off)

•the only one that actually leaves the cave (until he convinces marko to get slushes with him. then hes no longer going alone)

•a nuisance. a pure fucking mosquito of a man. he’d be stuck to you if he could, please don’t let him you dont know where hes been (various ponds) (hes upside down in a shrub) (dont help him)

•hes a boombox blaster, weedsmoking, white rum drinker in summer. or whatever he can get his hands on. but best believe he’s living it up even if he doesnt make it out the cave most nights

•sleeps drunk in the fountain, naked. Hey, Its Cool. What Do You Want From Me?

Dwayne :

•is the only one who Actually attempts to cater to the rest

•he knows exactly how everyone is and as much as he Needs To Rot too, he needs to check on everyone first

•only person hes really checking on is david lets be honest

•after finding david and just, checking, he’ll find his own section of the cave. not too far, within ear distance of Everyone in the cave

•he’ll just rest there for a while, just dangling, all sweaty

•sometimes he has enough energy to chill with paul and marko but quickly loses it after a while. paul is Way too much for him in this heat. Hes Markos Issue Now :)

•he is the only one that will remind the other boys that they need to eat. it may be hot, but you still need to eat. cue moody david, hyper paul, sweaty and overstimulated marko and coping mother dwayne

•doesnt speak to anyone, literally not at all, because hes just Too Hot™️ so he’ll just pull your hand to what he wants, guiding you to what he needs

•sleeps alone, in the centre on the cave. just above where they all gather, so he can hear everyone but is just far enough away to get peace. oh, hes also naked.

[yandere-yearnings]

Know Me Like the Devil Knows My Sins (Loser!Yandere x GN!Reader)

feat. genie's loser yan

♡ oneshot, approx. 1.5k words

♡ post-specific warnings: yandere themes, implied kidnapping, violence, strangulation, implied death

♡ a/n: thank you to @moyazaika for letting me write abt his oc, loser yan!! genie, if you read this, pls ignore the fact that my characterisation sucks ass. this was over 3k but i went back and cut out the waffle bc there was a lot of it lmao, so ig it's technically edited, but not proofread.

♡♡♡

This basement was cold. 

Heated blankets and warm meals, however many times a day they were brought to you, didn’t change much. No windows or light for even a semblance of passing time, all you had was the annoying draft that skimmed through the door at the top of the staircase — the one you weren’t allowed near. You wouldn’t have been able to escape even if you wanted to, not with the chain around your ankle. For as free as he tried to make you feel, the heavy metal was a constant reminder that there was no liberty in his love, if it could even be called that.

You were waiting for his return, less because you wanted to and more because it was the only thing you could do other than read the books he’d given you. They were all your favourites, from the stories your mother used to read you as a child to the ones you’d pick up on your way home when you’d grown up. At first, you’d found the thoughtfulness of it endearing, feeling seen and understood and catered to. Somewhere, kept within his walls, you didn’t blame yourself for becoming as delusional as he was.

How could you enjoy anything anymore, with no one to share it with?

Each new day that passed, every page you would read and read again, only accomplished you in realising the loneliness that coiled around you. Second by second, growing larger than your life had been before this. Soon, your loved ones would stop looking for you. Soon, you’d be considered dead — and in death you would be all his. You knew that was what he wanted.

You had made yourself comfortable on the vulnerabilities he presented to you, in the way he shook when your fingers stroked his skin, his shudders at your calling his name. That was all too good to be true. If you had actual control in this, he’d have surrendered to you long ago. You’d been testing it. Playing mind games, pushing limits — he’d shut you down quick, then cover the shrewdness in his eyes with a bashful smile. You were no fool, and clearly he wasn’t either.

Your bitterness surmounted with the echoing of locks clicking open. There wasn’t a need for as many as he had placed to keep you here, you weren’t sure you could even run anymore. You hadn’t used your legs in so long. He’d surely catch you. He’d rip your throat out like he did in your nightmares. You had no faith you wouldn’t become another layer of red on the white paint surrounding. Perhaps you should’ve been thankful, if fear were to be a knife, he’d certainly dulled it for you — slinking in, shoulders slumped and looking as meek as ever. Really, from the first glance, he didn’t look like he could hurt a fly.

“Darling…” there was that tone, demure, like you could do anything to hurt him from your place on this filthy mattress, your place on the floor as he stood above you. Towering. This entire thing felt like a sick joke. You’d once considered there being a chance for you. Hope crumbled just like he did, to his knees to look into your eyes. “I missed you so much today, my love.”

You blinked at him. You knew where this was going.

“I mean- I miss you every day, don’t get me wrong!” Sheepish laughter, twitching fingers — all signs of his wanting your validation. “I just… I couldn’t stop thinking about you, not at all. Work has been so hard, and you’re the only thing I can look forward to truly and- and I really, really wanted to come back home quickly and ask if you’d...”

His sentence trailed off, and it took all you had to suppress the urge to roll your eyes. He wasn’t very creative, that much was obvious. You’d initially chalked it up to some cute sort of performance anxiety that he experienced because he wanted to come off as appealing to you. Now, it had begun to dawn on you that he was simply struggling to keep up the pathetics. As you curled your digits into his hair, as you tugged him closer and let him muffle his weak moan into your neck, you wondered why either of you were bothering anymore. No audience except for the earwigs that crawled about, no one who’d watch this stupid, repetitive show.

“I’ll hold you,” you whispered, tired enough that even your dishonesty could be mistaken as gentle. “I’ll hold your heart. Don’t worry. I know.”

You could feel his lips on your skin, chapped, scraping where he tried to formulate words. You were sure he too felt this warring between the both of you, this constant fight, teasing superiority, challenging who would take the reigns in this sombre dance. Bored out of your mind, anticipating when he’d get tired of you — but you were his infatuation so that could never happen.

“Not enough about me,” he breathed, “my sweetheart, my entire world, you wouldn’t know what I’ve done for you.” His hands dug into your waist where they rested, gripping flesh over fabric like it would give him warmth. It wouldn’t, because it was freezing in here.

“Won’t you tell me?”

Quiet laughter. “You’d be scared if I did.”

“I already am.” Your words made him pull away, made him peer at you with those eyes. You held his gaze. “I already am afraid of you. I already know who you are. Tell me anyway, since-”

“Since you love me.” He interrupted you, finished your sentence with words you had not been planning to utter. He didn’t say it tentatively enough; gave himself away with that and the severe expression on his face that his hair did not hide. It was a shame that now wasn’t one of your better days, lest you’d have heeded the silent warning.

“Since I can’t leave,” you corrected. No energy for even a single ounce of regret, none to even whimper at the violent pressure of his grip on your collarbones.

Sometimes, he’d come to you with blood caked under his fingernails. Sitting there like he was sinless, mouth running for hours about you in every way he could. All your likes and dislikes, all your habits, all your life — as if you didn’t know yourself. Again, those lips were moving, spitting at you like it could quell the anger you could see bubbling beneath the surface.

Your perfect person, he spilled descriptions like the ideals you once had were his intimate study, asking you why. Why wasn’t he enough even though he’s everything you’d ever wanted? When he’d made sure of it? Your chance to answer was taken by lithe fingers on your neck, but if you could, you’d have told him that at its core, it was just that every desire you had, looked like something disgusting on him.

“Sweetheart, this isn’t like you, c’mon,” his words came ringing, buzzing, an entire choir of metal scraping metal underwater, your world spinning and head pressed back into the mattress too fast to stop him from climbing on top of you, “don’t deny your feelings for me.”

Your eyes rolled back and his hold on you only loosened a fraction. Staring at the dark inside your own skull, gasping breaths through bruised tissue. You thought you heard knocking, and surely it’d be death at your door if you didn’t backtrack now, didn’t tell him what he wanted to hear, like you had been until you’d lost yourself in your own lies.

Survival instinct should’ve kicked in, but then sight and sound returned to you, and you accepted that you wouldn’t be the hero in your story. You’d get yourself killed, yet, how could you love a man that loomed over you with eyes on fire? He’d burn you up to make it through the winter, and find another once your ashes were blown away.

Even if it made you a villain, drowning in the blood pooling from your ears, you owed yourself your last rasp to him. “I hate you,” broken and choked on tears cutting through the numbness. Your nails clawing everywhere you could reach, on this bed of springs that felt nothing like the one you so desperately wanted to return to, you mourned all you were losing. 

Limbs going numb — salt — you’d never see home again.

When under constant observation, there’s only so much one can conceal about themselves. He knew that well. From the pictures of you in his gallery and the endless notes with your name repeated over and over and over — he’d chosen to obsess, and you were forced to, and you became his mirror the longer he kept you. Going mad, crazy, insane because his was the only face you could remember anymore.

You knew his moods from his scent and his needs from his touch, you knew him to the heart of the blank slate he’d always been, you knew him rooted carnally to you because it was the only thing grounding him. He hadn’t needed to tell you anything really, and you didn’t need to push. You knew him like the devil knew his sins.

And he’d take you to hell for it.

[cuntressgoingdigital]

free palestine! click this link for more info + dono links (if you have links to any other gfms/resources pls send them to me so i can update the list!)

hello hello i am here with some abby x autistic! reader content bc i know i cant be the only autistic person obsessed with her. yes this is completely self indulgent.

i kinda just threw words on the page, but i hope someone out there will enjoy :)

it takes ages for you and abby to actually get together because you were entirely oblivious to her advances. during breakfast you had spent a solid thirty minutes talking about the different wildflowers that grew in north america and their significance in literature. abby thought your passion for the subject was sweet so while on patrol she picked some flowers that kind of looked like the ones in the pictures you showed her. when she presented them to you, your squeals of joy made her entire face light up. 

“ah, thank you!”

you think nothing of it, assuming she was just being nice. you always assume she’s just being nice. so when you accidentally end up on a moonlit picnic date with her and she asks to kiss you, your eyebrows raise in confusion. 

abby looks mortified “oh god, did i make things weird? i’m sorry.”

“no, no!” you reassure her. “i just…didn’t know this was a date.”

she could throw up on the spot. had she misread the situation? sure she never said the word “date”, but she told you that she wanted to spend some time alone with you. she brought you flowers, wine (if you could even call it that) that owen had been fermenting, and you two had been cuddling under the stars for the better part of an hour. 

“you can kiss me.” your fingers fiddled with the stitching of the blanket beneath the two of you. “i would like that, actually.” 

when you start dating you apologize profusely about all of your sensory quirks. you didn’t want to cuddle after she washed her hair because you hated the feeling of her wet hair on your skin. she kept separate blankets for you because you didn’t like the texture of the fabric on hers. 

you nearly cried after the only time you snapped at her. someone was playing music in the mess hall, everyone was talking over each other, the smell and texture of the mushy broccoli was overwhelming, and abby was asking too many questions about your assignments for the day. 

“please just be quiet for a second!” your tone had been a little sharper than you intended. abby looked hurt until tears welled in your eyes and you apologized over and over. you talked it over after dinner and obviously abby wasn’t mad at you (not that she ever could be). 

after that, whenever she would play music she always made a point to ask 

“is that too loud?”

and you absolutely hated patrol. all the yelling, the occasional gunfire, that god awful clicking. it was an overstimulating nightmare. abby often picked up your shifts whenever she could to save you the misery of leaving base. on the off chance that she couldn’t, she would always make sure a few pairs of ear plugs were in your bag.

you fight the need to vocal stim around people who aren’t her. it was a weight off your shoulders when you finally felt brave enough to explain it to her. at first, she just ignored them, growing accustomed to the empty noise. one day, when you’re softly meowing on repeat, she decided to join in. the two of you would meow back and forth until you erupted into giggles.

abby never made you feel weird about anything. sure, she had questions, but never in an invasive way. she just wanted to cater to and accommodate you as best she could. all because she loves you. 

i may write more of this if people like it? i have a plethora of experiences to draw inspo from lmao

[priestessame]

Jing Yuan☆

♡ "A snowball's chance in hell" ♡

Warnings: This is a dark fic. Jing Yuan is a manipulative shit. Power dynamic, dub con, mind break, somno, drug use, gaslighting, degradation, skull fucking, penetrative sex, marking, dirty talk, cum play.

•°*”˜ AFAB female sub! reader

Minors you have no business here pls leave thankyou.

•°*”˜ Summary: The loufu general was a kind man. For the most part. (This man literally makes me so feral I'm sorry for everything that exists under the cut.

The general smiled at you differently.

When you mentioned that to your colleagues, they laughed so hard that one snorted out the energy drink from his nose. You felt your face burn with embarrassment as they doubled over, slapping their knees. Your first thought was that you wouldn't ever mention it to anyone else again. And your next thought was to tell yourself that you were indeed overthinking it.

It was stupid of you to think that way.

You were probably just projecting your own anxiety on his mannerisms. Thinking there was something wrong with his smile was probably because you were nervous to begin with. Right? Why would someone like the general even notice you out of all the new recruits?

Well, he hadn't even seen you before you had actually bumped into him in the hallway, the impact making you fall back on your behind, that he actually saw you.

"s-sorry general." you had stuttered out, half mortified and half starstruck at the sudden encounter. For you, it was a situation out of some romance novel. Wasn't this the moment that the clumsy heroine bumped into the male lead sending papers scattering across the floor. The first time he actually notices her is the moment that sparks the tumultuous romance. An overdone trope but its prospect still made you feel butterflies.

"Are you alright?" he chuckled,

In your head, you had expected to see him the way you had seen him walk along the harbor, with a polite gait and a kind smile tracing his lips. His low chuckles ringing in the late afternoon sun as he allowed himself a glass of wine or more. Everyone there worshipped him, in a place like that how could you see that man as anything less than glorious? You had looked up hoping to see the same image. But that's when he gave you that smile.

Gaunt across his handsome face, it was exactly like the one he gave others, yet there was something morbidly wrong with it. It had given you chills you had never felt like someone had dragged an ice-cold dagger along your back.

"You should be more careful, cadet." He hummed, the skin around his eyes wrinkling as he gave you a departing nod.

The general did smile at you differently.

Most of the time you couldn't tell what it was exactly, but it was like he was masking something sinister underneath. It made you tip-toe around him since then, forever looking over your shoulder waiting for that darkness to actually catch up to you.

Until then, Jing Yuan never thought of himself to be that kind of a man. Someone sick who took a masochistic pleasure in knowing how much power he held over you. In the beginning, he tried feeling guilty about it, for even letting his sick thoughts about you plague him for that long. Yet the way his cock had twitched when you looked up at him, begged to differ.

The way your doe eyes were full of guilt, just for bumping into him. In that moment he had realized the unsurmountable pedestal you had placed him on. You just made it more and more difficult for him to resist the urge.

As the general, it wasn't hard to make sure you weren't sent out on patrol often. It was even easier to get you to agree with what your beloved general was saying. Of course, you would abide by his orders.

In the beginning, he tried to be more restrained. Choosing and picking when and where he could get to you. His little work trip had provided him the perfect opportunity.

You had been so vigilant the entire time. Running around to cater to every need of his dutifully. Not once interjecting his work. Such devotion truly deserved his attention.

It had made it all the more easy to slip you something. With all the trust you had in him, you would have downed it with a single command. But he fed it to you with expensive food and wine, after all he didn't want to scare you away.

As selfish as he wanted to be, he didn't really fuck you. Jing Yuan wanted you to be awake for that, watch your eyes widen as he stretched you out for the first time. To hear your sweet whimpers, bottled them up and down it like old wine.

But still, the scene before him had been nothing short of divine. The flushed face and the fluttering eyes, even when you were drugged out of your mind you still worshipped him. How could he not find devotion like that endearing?

He had taken his time to peel the layers off of you. Teeth grazing your skin, careful not to leave any marks. You really were his perfect doll, letting him rub his sensitive cock over your folds. He had fucked your thighs, eyes pinned on your pretty cunt as he spilled out on your stomach. He knew there and then that the next time had to be inside you.

When you actually did wake up, you were just apologetic. Embarrassed that you had fallen asleep on your general when you were supposed to be on duty. He was mostly amused at how quickly you pushed away the question he asked you about last night. It was fun to see your eyebrows knit as you tried to remember the faint details. The slightly confused glaze in your eyes as you realized how unnatural your memory loss was.

Jing Yuan had just smiled at you kindly, "You were just tired from working so hard." he said. And it had all just worked that perfectly.

But with the work at the Xianzhou increasing, his very precious trips had to be cut down. And now, he had noticed another problem.

The general of the Loufu knights leaned heavily against the window, his eyes following your frame skipping across the street to deliver the daily report. And just like every day, that asshole stopped you again. His anger flared at how badly he wanted to mangle up that stupid knight. The boy followed you like a shadow the moment you stepped outside the confines of the office, his slender eyes perched on your smallest gestures. Jing yuan couldn't tell what was more pathetic, how placidly obvious that man's crush on you was or how oblivious you were to it.

It was forever the same routine, he would watch you cross the street, and then get stopped by that idiot. The knight would scratch the back of his neck awkwardly, fighting to keep the blush off his face as he spoke to you.

Jing Yuan's eyes would be pinned on that reaction, watching it like a hawk from the window of his office. His chest rising and falling in silent anger as he wondered what lethargic conversation he was striking with you. You were too polite to brush off his advances, always so patient with even the most undeserving.

Jing Yuan spun away from his window, it was getting too much now, he had to claim you, split you open on his cock until you couldn't think of anyone but him. His cock throbbed at the thought of you pinned under him, babbling out sweet words of gratitude as he pounded into you. He knew you'd love it, he'd make sure of that. And if couldn't whisk you away, he'd just have to do it right here.

The first opportunity presented itself at once. It was surprising how he didn't even have to initiate anything.

You looked mortified at your actions, wide eyes so apologetic as they gauged the cracked vial of perfume on his desk. The perfume doused the general's clothes, the way it had splintered on the table, making the liquid run down the edge staining his trousers. 

"Didn't I tell you to be vigilant about this?" He sighed, over your teary apologies. 

You hung your head, knowing that it was probably something rare and important that you had broken. 

The ends of Jing Yuan's lips quirked in a smile,  

"Why don't you start by cleaning up the mess you made?" 

He said, slipping his shirt off his shoulders. You looked up confused, the general stood before you impatiently, waiting for you to act on what he had commanded. You faltered shifting on your feet, trying to understand what he was actually asking of you. Your eyes trailed down his bare torso, making you press your thighs together. Did he really want you to undress him? 

You shook your head, scrambling forward regardless to do as you were told. 

Your mouth went dry, fingers trembling as you unbuttoned his trousers, dropping down on your knees to settle between his legs. His hard bulge painfully noticeable, making a print against his pants.

Jing yuan clicked his tongue. He cupped your face, pulling you against him until you could feel the heat radiating off his body. His eyes pinned on your kneeling form, his thumb tracing your puffy lips playfully. There was something blistering about his gaze, almost wicked with the way his eyes sized you up.

"Use your mouth." he commanded. 

This time you faltered. Your heart raced in your chest. His words making you squeeze your thighs together.

Jing yuan tilted his head at your words, "Are you refusing to follow my orders knight?"

You could tell this was crossing a line. Something amoral and wrong, a dangerous line he always teased of crossing but never really did. It made your legs go weak.

"General, that's-" you tried, tears prickling at your eyes. You stopped mid sentence, you wanted to pleasure him so badly, to serve your general in every way you could. With everything he had done for you, how could you not?

"n-no general." you mimed back.

Jing Yuan gave you the same smile again, and it finally clicked in your head like puzzle pieces falling together. You had been too gullible about this hadn't you?

Your fingers pulled his cock out from the restraints of the trousers,

You gave the tip a nervous lick, curling your fingers around the thick base. He looked painfully hard, the pinkish tip already oozing precum. You felt an aching warmth pool between your legs, heat rushed to your cheeks as you realised just how much this fucked up situation was getting you off. He gave out a low groan as you rolled your tongue over the head, fingers sliding down to dig into your hair. The sound made your toes curl. 

You continued to run your tongue along his length dutifully, suddenly wanting to feel more of him in your mouth. He hissed as you slipped the sensitive head inside your mouth, wrapping your lips around girth and sucking softly, cheeks hallowing as your warm tongue slipped over the slit.

To actually look down at you being so pliant, trying to fit his cock into your mouth hoping to catch just a few words of praise.

The budding tears made your eyelashes stick to your cheek, "Am I doing it right general?" you moaned out, looking up at him as his cock slipped out of your mouth, coated in your saliva.

Jing yuan smiled at you, blood rushing to his cock at the soft tone of your voice. His fingers slid into your hair as a sense of triumph washed over him.

"You're doing so well." Jing yuan replied, his voice gruffier than usual. His grip on your tightened as he slid his cock back into your mouth deeper. You gagged at his sudden action, jerking forward. Your fingers dug into his thighs as he forced you to take his entire length into your mouth. His smell crept over you, flooding through your senses washing over you as you felt his cock hit the back of your throat. He threw his head back as he moaned, his thrusts getting sloppy as he neared his high. The groans bouncing off the walls of his office. You could feel your mind blank out as he rocked you to and fro. Now this was really filthy wasn't it? Allowing him to use your mouth to get off like that. But it was quiet the sight for you too, to look up at the general and see his head thrown back and his half-clad chest heaving. You felt your pussy squeeze at the sight. The unyielding lion so easily coming undone.

You felt his cock twitch in your mouth and he pulled out suddenly, groaning as he came over your clothed chest. Thick roped of cum spilled over your blouse, he leaned down to kiss up your tears, wiping away the dribbling juices with the palm of his hand.

"My," He mused, eyeing your soiled top, "we're gonna have to get rid of that now."

His touch was gentle, as his fingers pulled on the straps of your Armor. It fell apart atonce. The thin fabric doing nothing to hide your hardened nipples. he could practically smell the arousal and the sweat lining the inside of your uniform.

He bit your ear lightly and you squealed, jerking upwards. Your general held you in place, tone arm wrapped around your middle to firmly plant you where you were. Just the way his fingers brushed against your bare skin, made you hold your breath. Your heart hammered in your chest, the smallest of his touch sending heat pooling between your legs.

The nervousness of the situation making you dizzy. "G-general please." you whimpered out, his teasing touches getting a little too much for you. Every part of your body was so sensitive right now, you could feel the warmth of his body as he pressed into your back, the soft bump of his nose as he traced the line of your neck. Even his sweet breath against your ears as he grazed his teeth over your skin playfully. Everything was blistering hot, it was sending your mind spiralling and he hadn't even really touched you yet.

You couldn't tell if you were begging him to let you go or actually touch you more.

A moan escaped your lips as his calloused hands dug into your clothed breasts, his touch was still gentle, Jing yuan sighed, his nose burying in the crook of your neck.

"You do trust your general don't you?" He drawled out, curling his finger over the hem of your shirt, before sliding it up. You yelped as your perky breasts slipped out eagerly.

Jing yuan was nothing short of gleeful to see your breasts, spilling out of your flimsy top. He liked how they fit in his palms, skin around your nipples hardening under his touch.

"Spread your legs wider." he commanded. Your body jumped out of instinct, instantly embarrassed as he chuckled at your reaction. 

"I thought I had someone innocent under my command." He hummed out, trailing his fingers down to your clothed pussy. 

His fingers traced the wet spot, the ghost of that touch making you squirm under him. 

"I didn't know you were such a filthy slut to begin with." You felt yourself tighten around his fingers. Somehow this touch still felt sinful, you felt like you were being toyed with. Held down between his legs as the general's fingers played with your cunt. Being spread out like that in his lap, facing the door, the slightest movement outside his closed door made you jump. He hooked his thumb around the band of your panties, slipping them off. The cold air kissed your folds, sending thrills of anticipation to you core. 

"General- w-we shouldn't." you tried again, your words stuck in your throat as his fingers brushed against your bare clit, dragging out deliciously slow circles.

"What's wrong? You don't like it?" he drawled out, his thumb rolled over your clit as you pressed down a moan "You see how nice and swollen this is doll?" 

"that means you like it." he said,

His words made your core flutter around his digits. "N-no that's not-" you sobbed out.

He chuckled as you squirmed from the pleasure, "You're sopping wet for your general," he continued, his fingers slipping from the slick that coated your folds. "Are you really this excited to feel your general's fingers inside you?" 

Jing Yuan was having too much fun, letting himself get carried away. He couldn't help it he found everything about you pretty, the sloppy folds, dripping from how he touched you before. The swollen clit, just begging for his attention and your little whimpers as he while he whispered nasty things to you. He really was a sick man, he admitted, playing with his subordinate's sweet cunt and liking it so much.

It wasn't soon before you felt the pleasure coil in your stomach, this slow torturous drags of his fingers, pulling your first orgasm out of you. 

Jing Yuan groaned as you tightened around his fingers, spasming as your orgasm washed over you. Tears of humiliation pricked your eyes as the high finally wore off, Jing Yuan cupped your face, slick covered fingers digging into your cheek as he kissed up your tears.

You were so sweet under him, just as he has imagined you would be. At this point he had basically pinned you down and had his way with your body. And still you looked up at him pliant and teary eyed, as if you were still begging for her beloved general's approval.

You felt his teeth graze your neck, as the realisation of what had actually happened crashed into you. Your body throbbed with desire, wanting to taste and feel more of him. 

"Good job" he murmured against your neck, the intensity of the whole situation making you tremble against him. He wasn't quite done with you yet, but you knew that like a cat only playing with its mouse, he'll just let you go today.

Make you squirm away from him in the lobbies and have you buckle under his gaze until he's had a fill of the fear. And keep you wondering when he would pounce next.

"Please, have a seat." he said, gesturing for you to sit before him.

You gulped as he placed the drink before you, the greenish liquid sitting in the sake cup suspiciously. Jing yuan's amber eyes pinned on your frame, waiting.

"It's just rice wine." he hummed out.

Liar.

It was his patience with things like this that truly chilled you. His awareness of how you didn't really have any other choice but to do as he said. But he just liked to play it as if he was being a gentleman and giving you agency. While the truth was that you could show hesitation, reluctance even, but it didn't matter. 

Your fingers dug into your skirts nervously as you did sit down. For wine, the drink smelly sickly sweet. Its faint scent wafting through the room, it already made your head hurt. His eyes crinkled in approval at your action, "I'm sure you'll find the drink agreeable." He said.

Your core throbbed painfully as you watched him coil his slender fingers around the bottle to pour himself another drink. Well, at least he was drinking it himself too.

Reluctantly, you brought it to your lips, taking a nervous sip of the liquid. It was watery, somewhat sweet yet tardy. You missed his smile as you drained your glass, it wasn't bad at all. It almost felt like you had tasted it before.

The taste was familiar. 

It was the same taste you had woken up with curling in your mouth every time you went on the travels with him. It was what had made you wake up dazed and confused.

Your stomach dropped as the room spun around you. The pillows felt so soft, sinking like clouds under your weight as the general pushed himself over you.

He pinned you under him as he brushed off the strands of wry hair from your face, whispering sweet things against your skin, as a strange haze made your head feel heavy. 

His thumb ran along your puffy lip, pressing his mouth over yours. His tongue felt hot and warm against yours, the sweet-liquid rolling down your chin. The kiss started innocently, only to become messy and hungry, growing more and more needy by the minute. You tried to keep up feverishly, the softest of his touches seemed to sear into your skin, sending your core throbbing. You mewled out under him, a strange haze covering your mind.

You had expected it to be intoxicating, but you hadn't expect it to be an actual aphrodisiac. Your body would already get sensitive under his touch, but this made you feel like your skin was on fire. His kisses trailed down your jaw, fingers sliding under your shirt to feel more of your skin. It wasn't enough. His calloused had reaching down to wipe your chin, 

"More~" You pleaded out, begging him to touch and feel you more. Your mind continued to grow foggier, 

He cupped your face pulling it forward to kiss your face again, you murmured against his lips as he pulled away, "If I knew you'd be this willing, I would have had you awake the first time." 

Jing Yuan tipped the bottle over you, letting the drink pour down your chest. You squirmed as it felt cool against your burning skin. His tongue dragged up along your skin to taste you, pulling at your sensitive skin, fingers reaching up to knead into the softness of your breasts. 

Jing yuan chuckled, "Did you wait for this so much doll?" He cooed out, watching as you arched your back rubbing your clothed core against his bulge. 

He pressed you forward forcing you to present to him and the drug made you stumble face first into the pillows.  "How awful of me." he feigned, lifting up one leg until he pressed your knee into your shoulder. You buried your face in your fingers from the embarrassment. The position just completely exposed you to him.

"General, please." you mewled out,

You yelped as he kissed up your cunt lightly, trying to not get carried away.  All he wanted to do was flatten his tongue against your folds and eat you out until you were crying. But his cock was painfully hard in his trousers, and he finally had you where he wanted, it would be too cruel not getting to fuck you. 

"Do you really want your general to ruin you like this?" His eyes narrowed, voice tinged with a hostility that was nothing like him. Your breath hollowed as you replied, "Y-yes."

"Beg."

Your legs kicked out impatiently, the need to feel him inside you now starting to hurt, "Please fill me up" you begged him, "Make me your slut General, please- please." you babbled out. 

The tip bumped into your entrance and you yelped out his name, he slid his cock up against your folds, digging into your throbbing clit before sliding down towards your entrance again.

His cock collecting your slick as he continued to tease you still. "Such a pretty cunt," He murmured,

His cock fit in you snugly, stretching you out. You moaned out, fingers digging into the pillows as he forced his length inside. 

Your mind couldn't comprehend anything other than how good it felt. The slow drag of his cock against your walls, the aphrodisiac heightening your pleasure. In the end he was generous with sex too. He fucked you rough and hard as it went on, pulling you on all fours before him.

His fingers dug into your hair, yanking you back so that you slammed back into him, his cock burying hilt deep with each thrust. You could feel him twitch inside you, moulding you to his shape. You tightened around his girth as he continued to whisper sinful things. Expressing how many times he had decided to take you in your sleep, wanting for you to wake up only to find him buried into you. The pleasure continued to stack up as he continued to fuck you, his own breath hitching as he neared his high.

He jerked you back into him, his voice heavy, "Should I just knock you up doll?" he growled out, "fill you up, so everyone knows you're my cum slut?"

Your heart skipped a beat, the weight of the situation suddenly hitting you, "No- wait general-" you pleaded, but his grip around your waist just tightened. Holding you in place as his hot cum painted your walls.

Your slick mixed with the general's cum dribbled down from your cunt, the burning now a faint throb. You squeezed your thighs together, despite the soreness between your legs you still felt your pussy throb with a needy ache.

His fingers dug into the meat of your ass, pulling you back towards him until his cock pressed into your entrance. He groaned as he bottomed into you again, burying his face in your hair. His pace turned slower, thrusts getting deeper as he fucked his cum back into you, forming a ring around his girth. You couldn't help but curl your toes as his length dragged against your tight walls again, wanting to fill you up once more.

Your legs trembled as you sank into the pillows, giving yourself to him entirely, maybe, if you're nice enough your general would even fuck you to sleep.

What is with me and writing about crazed sex with powerful manipulative men???

ɿ(｡･ɜ･)ɾ Ⓦⓗⓨ ɿ(｡･ɜ･)ɾ

This was supposed to be first of the kinktober series and it ended up being all i could milk out :/

[totallynot3racoons]

TWST Cast Headcanons: Who is a Flirt? This lovely question came from my roommate while we were just talking about random shit. So now I have to explain my stances on these characters, except for Ortho because he's my little robotic child. ENJOY! (pls don’t hate me)

Heartslabyul:

Riddle Rosehearts: Never. We hate her, but his momma raised him to be a gentleman (i would still kick her if given the chance)

Trey Clover: Rizz man. Has flirted to some extent, but it was mostly to try to get people to buy stuff from the bakery. Other than that, he has never really flirted with other people that he’s not interested in

Cater Diamond: YES. this man would flirt up a storm if it meant he could post shit on his magicam. I just feel it in my bones

Ace Trappola: We’ve heard about his middle school relationship and its a no. He thinks he is, but man has fumbled the bag so often that its embarrassing 

Deuce Spade: he’d be so nervous, precious baby. But no this man would find one person he liked and just go after them

Savanaclaw:

Leona Kingscholar: YES YES YES YES Y E S. this man flirts on the daily and its kinda annoying

Ruggie Bucchi: yes, but its for the money. I feel like he has flirted with older, rich folks to get some cash but always leaves the person as soon as his pockets are full

Jack Howl: no, he’s loyal and would never. Also a tsundere so it would just never happen

Octavinelle: 

Azul Ashengrotto: Another yes, but its for business. Sweet talk his customers into making a deal, buying more products from the lounge, or just completing a task for him. Its more manipulative than anything

Jade Leech: ehhhhh I’m in-between on him. On one hand I see him flirting/sweet-talking customers out of money but I also feel like he would be loyal to one person in particular. I’m just not sure

Floyd Leech: accidental. If you interest him, I feel like he would accidentally flirt before threatening to squeeze/bite you. He scares me

Scarabia:

Kalim Al-Asim: only if he’s actively pursuing you. Like it would just be regular compliments for everyone else, but when it came to the person he LIKED he would constantly flirt and chase after them. Little Sunshine

Jamil Viper: if it benefits him. I feel like its more manipulative, similar to Azul, since hes a little snake (still not over book 4 you litTLE BIT-)

Pomefiore:

Vil Schoenheit: More so stage persona flirting. Like he’s done it so much on camera that it sort of transfers over to his actual conversations

Rook Hunt: HAVE  YOU SEEN THIS MAN?!?! I do not need to explain myself, he would DROWN you in flirts

Epel Felmier: I’m sorry but he thinks he is. Little country boy would not be able to keep his cool, also Vil would probably whoop his ass if he did

Ignihyde:

Idia Shroud: (love of my life–)......no. he’d cry at the touch of a woman or any person romantically interested in him.

Diasomnia: 

Malleus Draconia: can’t say anything bad cause roomie would kill me, but I feel DEEP in my bones that this man would try but fail miserably. They would run away at the sight of him

Lilia Vanrouge: old man, but yeah. He would be able to easily throw out a flirt or two without issue and probably succeed 

Silver: ACCIDENTAL FLIRT ALERT!! Hes so pretty and I feel like he wouldn’t think much of his words and just… accidentally make someone fall in love (Lilia is proud)

Sebek Zigvolt: Another one who fears romantic love. He’d short circuit before hurling insults at you and running away 

[ladybirdswritings]

Silken Webs & Pirouettes - Miguel O’Hara x Reader

Summary - The reader and Miguel finally meet… Ballerina!Reader & CEO!Miguel. Alternate Universe with most of the characters included as seen in "Across the Spiderverse." Many cameos ahead. Miguel is a successful business owner but personality is canon. This is a steamy reader insert, Miguel x You! Enjoy and pls leave me lots of love and comments as it keeps me motivated <333

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three

I hate this. Oh I despise it. This feeling, this day, this music and this fucking limp legged Christmas tree that taunts me from my window.

So many employees and all of them are proving themselves to be nothing more than incapable. All For morale.

For fucking blue elephant.

Truth be told, I could give less of a shit what the Daily Bugle says about me or my company. I could, but not Jessica Drew. Not my right hand. That’s why there is that stupid music, that pathetic tree and that is exactly why I have been forced to stuff red, silk handkerchiefs in my pocket.

All my girls respect me, but Jessica? They worship her. She’s the epitome of the perfect boss to weak minded people.

And fucking Jessica wants to sit in a circle and trade presents with our employees. Just the thought makes my fingers curl, hand balled into an intolerant first.

Presents. It makes me think of lilac, of Lacy.

Lacy is a smart girl, one of my smartest actually. And instead of being buried deep inside of her, using my dick to try and find the spark that once captivated me within her, I, the CEO of my own fucking company have to entertain the persistent brat downstairs.

No puedo más, no puedo más. No. Puedo. Más.

I huff out an annoyed breath and stand, a minute longer where I brood in my seat and I’ll leave the hire to interview herself. I busy myself with gazing out of my floor to ceiling glass. New York greets me like a betrayed brother, icy and bitter. All of the city is strung with icicle lights and nauseating colors for the holiday. So loud and happy, so infuriating.

My reflection mirrors me, cold and in charge— as it should always be. Yet today, today doesn’t feel like it. Today, I have to cater to stupid Cindy Moon and the fact that she’s incapable of being wrong. No Lacy, no sleep.

I never do, anyways.

Time passes slow as I wait, as I gaze out into my city from my castle. Jessica calls my leather seat a throne, and it couldn’t be more fitting.

An agonizing gathering of fleeting moments before I hear Cindy Moon’s heels clicking to the rhythm of whatever the fuck is playing on that radio. There are more footsteps beside her, but those are much less graceful.

Must be the girl.

Great.

I wait for the knob to turn, I wait to be over with this. I have no intentions of taking her on, none at all. I’ll let her down cordially for sake of morale and I’ll find Lacy and get to the bottom of why I don’t feel her anymore.

Not in the way you feel passion when you fuck, no. The excitement, the reminder with each stroke that you’re alive. You don’t have to search for it anymore… but it always fades, and onto the next muñequita that makes my dick stand.

But fucking Lacy. So pretty in her Lilac with those big blue eyes. I thought she’d last longer. She’s too sweet to get rid of so early.

My clock is taunting me, my patience running thinner as I turn and narrow my eyes at the halted shadows under the oak door. Slowing my breathing, I listen. Are they whispering?

Cindy Moon, warning the new hire about me.

I shake my head and take a moment to adjust my silken pocket. Alright, I’ll play generous for the holiday season and walk slower to my oak door. I’ll give them a chance to come inside, to respect me.

One step closer, and closer, two more strides and I’ve reached it. And they? They’re still playing school girl on the other side.

I tug the door open with brute force, prepared to spit a sarcastic insult at little Cindy Moon who has gotten very close to being fired far too many times today.

I don’t get the chance.

A mess of ivory cloth and pink ribbons falls against me, so light and soft I believe her to be a feather for a moment. She gasps, french tipped manicure gripping at my navy suit desperately.

My eyes slim even further, jaw tense and tight. Cindy’s eyes are the opposite. They go wide as saucers, eyebrows pointed and high as she catches a glimpse of the place where my jaw twitches.

I’m annoyed.

The stupid little thing scurries away with only a, “Sir!” and a nod. Lucky girl. Evading her final day with me.

I take a moment to close my eyes and imagine that instead of being here, with an idiot on my chest, I closed my laptop and grabbed my bag. I walked downstairs and met Lacy in the cab, I took her home to my apartment and got her nice and warm by the fireplace. I wrapped her strawberry blonde hair in my fist and started fucking her hard enough so that she couldn’t walk for a week, fucking her so hard I managed to forget how far away the spark feels. So hard that I began to feel excited again, alive.

That’s not how this evening played out, though.

My eyes force themselves open and wander down to the mess of frizzy tresses splayed against my suit. The potential new hire is clumsy, and her face is pressed up against my chest. Thankfully, she rushes to steady herself as quickly as she can.

Dios mío…

Her hair stands tall as if it’s laced with lightning bolts, evidence of the friction my suit caused. Her face is flushed as a reminder of her embarrassment and her skirt is wrinkly and frayed.

My eyes wander down further.

Her shoes are too tight for her feet, her tights are too tight for her curves, and she’s wearing… teddy bear socks?

I’d laugh if I wasn’t at my last straw with the idiots around me. Who told her that wearing this to see me would be a good idea?

Must have been my cruel girls on floor one. That’s why I keep them there, because they’re cruel. Because they’ll send anybody away that’s a waste of my time.

Maybe they’ve fallen sick with this disgusting holiday spirit, maybe it was the morale or maybe they wanted to get a good laugh out of watching the girl with ribbons in her hair and teddy bear socks sob her way out of my building.

The stupid thing, she fails miserably at trying to brush down the electricity in her hair and smooth the wrinkles in her skirt. Her manicured hand shoots out to meet me. I only stare at it.

“Good evening, sir.”

I just look on at her, she shrinks. I don’t have time for this today, and I’m grateful knowing that she’s already made a bad impression. This will be quick.

“Follow me.”

She does, stumbling behind me like a deer with a broken leg. I collapse into my throne and place my glasses to rest on the bridge of my nose. My hands make quick work of finding her paper.

I nearly lose my composure when I do.

¿Cómo es posible?

This girl, this very stupid girl that has been waltzed into my office by Cindy fucking Moon has no chance here.

She has no references, no former places of employment, her bank account is pathetic and the only properties she owns are a shitty little apartment in the city and her pink ribbons, wrinkly skirt and teddy bear socks, apparently.

It’s a wonder, how she managed to convince her way into here. Most of my employees are women, how I enjoy it, so I know she didn’t put that mouth to use. It’s a true mystery then.

A mystery.

I’m curious.

I glance up at her under my brows and am unsurprised to see her standing straight as a pin, awkwardly.

“Sit.” I command. She does.

Good girl.

She collapses into the Italian leather uncomfortably, it practically swallows her. She looks small, underfed. Dark circles hide behind whatever mierda she put on top of them to keep them away. She’s tired. She’s a mess.

A mysterious mess and as I look more at her and her teddy bear socks, I want to know why.

“What’re you doing here?”

My voice makes her jump, that excites me. Reminds me I’m alive, and my words hold power in my building. I like it. Excitement… just what I’ve been needing.

Maybe I can entertain her, just for a little.

“I- um…”

Oh. Her voice is soft, but low. She stuttered, but her words don’t shake. It’s unexpected. She keeps surprising me.

“I’m here for the seasonal position? Morale?”

Fucking morale.

Stupid girl… just when I was starting to like you.

“Are you asking me or telling?”

She blinks at me, and if it weren’t for how observant I am and how well I’ve become at reading people, mostly women, I’d take her as a bland little damsel with no brain in her pretty head.

But I see past it.

She’s digging her nails into my Italian leather. She doesn’t like the way I’m speaking to her.

Good, I like that.

It’s fun.

“I’m telling you, sir.”

Ahí está. Un fuego.

Her voice is sharp and curt, she’s tense. She’s… annoyed with me.

It’s obvious to me that she’s had no experience at all in a professional setting at any point in her life.

I push my glasses up with my thumb and clasp my hands together, leaning back in my seat. Eyes staring into hers, watching… observing. The silence makes her squirm, she’s uncomfortable.

I keep it going.

“Aren’t you gonna ask me questions?” She whispers.

My gaze wanders again, past the ribbons and wrinkly skirt. Past the tight tights and manicured fingers. Right down to those teddy bear socks.

“What’re you wearing?”

“That’s not a relevant question.” She snaps back immediately.

I shift in my seat, more excitement. More liveliness. More surprises.

“It’s a question.” It’s a statement, but it sounds like a command. She answers me.

“They’re for luck.”

Hmm.

I’ll give her a break, for now. With a sigh I grab her paper again and glaze over it quickly.

“You’ve got not a single reference, no former places of employment and no credibility. Answer my first question again, what’re you doing here?”

She’s gone silent again, picking at the white polish adorning her fingernails. I allow her a quick moment, the lucky thing speaks before I do.

“I know how this all looks. If I were you I’d turn me away too…”

“I might.” I interrupt as she takes a breath.

Her nose twitches. Does it always do that when she’s annoyed?

“I know. But give me a chance to answer your question, like you asked me to.”

Maybe she’s not so stupid. I wave my hand as a gesture for her to continue, and with a sharp breath, she does.

“I won’t bullshit you and pretend that me walking out that door wouldn’t be bad for me, because it would. I need this, and I don’t expect that to change your mind either… but it’s the truth. I do need this, and it makes me perfect for the job because I’m gonna do everything in my power to keep it. To perform the best I can. Besides, if it’s a grave mistake on your end sir then, I’m only here for one season. Then you are free of me. I know I may not look it, but I’m determined. I’m obedient and I am capable and I know I can do this better than any other blonde broad that’s set to sit in this chair after me. Trust me.”

She’s desperate, but she didn’t have to give me that speech for me to catch onto that. No, she’s a pretty girl. I can tell from her nails and her ribbons. Office work doesn’t seem like her first choice. It makes me wonder, what has she been doing all this time?

What made her come here?

Her gaze falls onto her teddy bear socks and she must take my silence as an answer, she uses her tight shoes to scrunch them up at her ankles. She’s disappointed in them.

Pretty girl for pretty work.

Maybe she’ll last. Quizás me he vuelto loco.

Carajo.

“You’re hired.”

🏷️’s: @laysmt | chap 3 song 🎧:

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

How do you think the twist boys would react to Mc doing the “sad cat dance”? I like to think Cater more or less convinced Mc to do it for some baked goods from Trey or answers for hw. Thus it ended up gaining popularity and all the lovely boys find it- if you feel as if doing short HC for all the boys is to much pick y’a favorite 3. Pls and thank you!

To think about who’s the most adept at recognizing and taking advantage of the trend would be the ones most eagerly on the internet:

Cater Diamond 

“That’s it (Y/n)-chan! You look so cute in my uniform!”

He’s dressing you up in whatever he has on hand

He’s well aware he could ask Vil for something real cutesy

But he doesn’t want to miss the chance to post your little dance first

All the better to give everyone FOMO

He’s so excited to witness you in all your ‘sad cat glory’

Whether you're confident or embarrassed

He’s getting it all on video

And if you are willing to go far enough he’ll record another video just for himself

“C-cater this is kind of revealing, you’re not going to post this are you?”

“Whattt? No way, this is just for me.”

He’s definitely getting off to it later

Idia Shroud

“I-its better than all the anime waifus before! I need more!”

He’s paying for more videos

Different cosplays to wear

Some are more revealing than others

It's often that he equates your every movement with that of an otome game

But now you are doing something exactly like it

For the time being, he’s pushing his embarrassment aside to fanboy over you

“Yes Yes! That's it (Y/n)! Now pout your lips just like that! Yes!”

He’s most definitely taking advantage of the opportunity

And don’t protest!

You said you were willing to help the vision 

So stop trying to run away

“I-idia this isn’t even the cat dance anymore–”

“Silence! Now do the dance!”

Azul Ashengrotto 

“So you want me to do the dance in the Monstro Lounge’s uniform?”

“Yes..this would of course allow you to have a discount for your next couple visits.”

“Oh okay, that doesn’t sound too bad.”

It is bad

The camera in front of you isn’t the only one that's on you 

He’s got multiple set up and ready to go

Will he sell some of them…maybe

Will he keep the most scandalous?

Is it even a question

Other than that he’s going to sit back with fogged classes as you do the dance for him

Not only will this bring students flooding into the Monstro Lounge

But it’ll give him the piece of you to calm him when he’s making students suffer from their contracts because of their attempted connections with you

“I appreciate your business.”

[iznsfw]

Chaewon anal pls :3

Fancam

IZ Days of Christmas: Day 6 - Kim Chaewon

LE SSERAFIM's Kim Chaewon x Male Reader Smut

3455 words

Categories: BUTT STUFF (anal + ass eating), brat!Chaewon, cunnilingus, rough sex, spanking, mirror sex, masturbation, doggy style, fingering, squirting, inspired from how a BFH happens + dirty thoughts

I couldn't complete the initial draft, so I just combined it all together but still made it fit the story like the clever little fucker I am. Enjoy.

For @kaedespicelatte ❤

Your cock goes through more bouts of stimulation in these minutes than your other body parts have ever felt in their lives. It suffers—or rather, enjoys, the feel of your fist bobbing up and down its girth as you imagine that your hand is not actually itself, but rather, your favorite idol's cunt.

"Oh, oh, fuck! Fuck, Kim Chaewon, you're so tight!" you yell out, speaking out loud to her in spite of knowing she won't hear you.

Yes, that is her name. You have never felt more of a degenerate and a blushing schoolgirl at the same time. This fourth generation idol does things to you. She's an adorable girl, but it's inevitable to see the hot side to her. As the concepts of her group, IZ*ONE, matures along with the members, she does, too. She becomes even more attractive.

You'd close your eyes to picture her bouncing on your cock better, but that would rob you of seeing the looped muted videos playing on your computer: Chaewon sensually gyrating her ass side to side, in accordance with the choreography of the most recent IZ*ONE comeback: Panorama.

Oh, she knows what she is doing. The smug look reflecting in her eyes, her smile... no one can tell you that Chaewon doesn't know the effect she has on her fans. What, with that tight little body and ass, she can send each and every one of the fans who adore her to heaven. Hell might be a better place for you since you love to lust over this girl so much, but you don't care one bit. You'd set yourself on fire if it meant a chance with her.

In short, and to keep all those pathetic statements, you are a big fan of Kim Chaewon. Too big of a fan, you know, but it is what it is. She's too attractive of a girl to not do... this.

As the videos transition to a new outfit and new angles, you close your eyes and let your mind run wild. What if....

±

"Oppa, are these shorts too tight on me?"

No. Well, actually, yes. You purposely styled her navy blue shorts that way so it accents her hips and butt, to appeal to the fans. It's your job as her stylist to design good outfits for her that fit the comeback concept and also pleasure the eyes and flesh, but now, it has backfired. The plan you have made is slowly starting to take you as its victim, too.

Chaewon raises the shorts higher, smoothing her fingers on the fabric as it wraps around her tiny body. Your mouth practically waters.

Chaewon, with her dark blue hair curled and cheeks blushed, snaps her fingers in front of your face. "Hello? Hellooo? Oppa, you good?"

"Y-yeah!" you say nervously. Laugh a little at yourself because of how weak you particularly are around Chaewon. You're a professional stylist—you are blunt, but charming enough for richer customers like those from Swing Entertainment, and most importantly: professional, but cool enough for the idols to pull jokes around you.

However, you are none of those things. At least, not in front of Chaewon whom you cannot seem to put your work personality on for. You get along with Eunbi and the other members professionally just fine. Yena has even become one of your best friends. So why can you never act right around her?

"Ohhh." Chaewon draws out the word with a sense of understanding. Afterwards, she sets her hands on her hips and smiles knowingly. "You're one of them now."

"Huh? One of who?"

"One of those fans. Those fans who never want to do anything but worship my body. That's who."

You feel a little guilty now. Have you overstepped on her boundaries? Yes, it is your job to cater to IZ*ONE's male-dominated fanbase, but that does not mean you have to become like them, too. No, you only admire Chaewon in a proper manner. You like her because she is pretty and has a sweet voice, not just because of her body!

Her body that is just so hot and tight...

Chaewon leaning over one of the dressing tables and wiggling her ass is no help at all. She giggles profoundly, as if her doing that was a completely innocent thing, and smiles again. "What if," she says, and pauses, letting the suspense take over, " I let you? "

Is she serious?

You have no time to think about it. As if you were controlled by a perverted puppetmaster, you walk over and smack Chaewon's ass. She gasps deliciously, biting her lower lip, whether for more seduction or simply her libido is unknown. But you set that thought aside to take it all in: how Chaewon's buttcheek feels so soft yet firm at the same time, completely spankable; the wet spot your fingers touch on as you slap her ass and part of her center. Chaewon is as needy as she is evil, so her eyes send you a request. Without words, you understand what she wants you to do.

But foreplay is essential. Taking this into consideration, you close the distance between you till it is almost nonexistent. Her thighs feel great in your palms. You've never noticed how pretty they are before. Pale and thick, they feel like pillows beneath your touch. They are sensitive as well; Chaewon whimpers softly while you take your sweet time with them.

"Yes, I've wanted to fuck you for so long, oppa~" she confesses out of the blue. The mirror reflects your actions performed onto Chaewon's beautiful figure. Most importantly, they show her face: the makeup for the comeback performance makes her siren eyes look even more seductive. Her lips are painted a perfect ruby red. "Everytime I saw you arrange the clothes for the girls, and how passionate you are about everything, I felt so... needy. I've wanted you since the day I met you."

"That makes two of us," you chuckle softly. Kiss her back as gently as you can, somehow assuring yourself through it that you can hold yourself back from ravaging her immediately.

The day you met Chaewon enters your mind. She still uses the same perfume from that day. She had worn an adorable blue and strawberry red sailor-themed dress. You loved its design, so you had reached her, complimented her performance and how she looks in it, and asked who made it for her. When she replied that she had designed and sewn it herself, you were surprised. You already knew that Kim Chaewon is talented, but you somehow forgot that her capabilities are also strong outside of vocals and dance.

She looked adorable. You were both the same age with big dreams that were just recently attained. And now... she looks beautiful. She has always been pretty, but there is a mature side to her now. If you were to be a little more explicit... hot?

"Did you know, Chaewon, that I put a very special feature in these shorts?" you ask, grinning. Feel around her crotch area to render her moaning needily.

"Mm, and what is it?" she asks. Her eyes are closed. They flutter wide open suddenly. "Oh!"

You've inserted a finger inside her. Her wet walls tense due to the unexpected intrusion. Smirk as you explain: "I added a secret zipper. Just so I can fuck you safely whenever I get the chance."

"Mmm, oh..." Chaewon rides your finger in dizzying circles, head thrown back. And it is so much hotter to watch her in motion in the mirror—it reflects the need in her eyes, the talented sway of her hips, and most importantly, her rounded mouth when she lets out her beautiful moans. "W-what's stopping you then, oppa? Why don't you just take me?"

Quicken the wiggle of your finger inside her to reach the right spots. Chaewon gasps out girlishly, looking back at you as if she expects you to just get to it. That's how most of her fans would have done, but you are no ordinary fan of hers. You are her stylist, someone she trusts and someone she actually wants to fuck her.

"It's just so fun to tease you. Look at Chaewonie all red and blushing."

She does. She gazes in the mirror and sees her own flushed face, and becomes redder. Since when did she become this horny for anyone? There's been the occasional boy toy here and there, yet she always finds herself wanting you.

"Please, oppa," she begs, with a cherry on top. Her own cherries must have been rock hard under her bra right now. They poke through the fabric, not protrudingly enough to show an imprint, but still tweakable. They are your findings in the experiment that is "Explore Kim Chaewon: erect, yet soft tempting things that slide against your palm.

Stop fingering her for a while to smack her ass again. This time, you do not hold back. Its impact sends Chaewon's hips jerking forward. She cries out in pain, but your focus is on the way her fat ass cheeks ripples in your hand.

"Say it again," you command firmly. Your eyes seal onto the reflections of Chaewon's in the reflective glass. She whines, not knowing what to do being put in a situation like this, so you spank her again. "Say it again, Chaewon-ah."

"Oppa, can you—pretty please?—fuck my ass?"

Her words are the perfectly written code to trigger the following events: the zipper being wrung even higher, and your cock sliding up into Chaewon's asshole. The tightness is overwhelming; all the lube you've used is the natural wetness from her cunt.

Now, Chaewon arcs her back and screams. Her virginal asshole is not used to your size nor girth, but the pain only extracts more juice from her cunt. It is even wetter than from when you fingered her. She bites her lip in order to quiet herself down, but you slam into her ass harder, knocking her into the table.

"Ah! Oppa!"

"Scream louder," you command. Grasp her by the waist and start to pound her fervently. The puckered hole just grips you so well. What else can you do but let it? Hell, even make it?

Chaewon whimpers. "But what if someone hears? Oppa!" She screams again because of your cock roughly jerking to the depths of her ass, amplifying the pleasure that warms her whole body.

"Let them, they might even join in on the fun."

Chaewon considers this, and you can tell that deep inside, she has to confess that she likes the idea. Imagining someone coming in as you pound her before the mirror in the salon... it is a fantasy that she has not even considered.

She gasps as you add your fingers inside her cunt again. Her gasp turns into a wail; she's being fille din both holes simultaneously, and you are in no way being gentle. Your fingertips dig into a rougher texture, making Chaewon cry out. That is how you know you've reached her G-spot. Start to rub into that spot more and kiss her delicate neck and ears. Capture her earlobe with your teeth and increase the speed of your drills.

"Mm, ahh, fuck, oppa!" Chaewon wails needily. The penetration from both holes is becoming too much. She is just being stretched too well. All her sensitive places are being overstimulated. But she can't cum now! Not when you're jerking into her so perfectly and her mouth is lewdly slack as she watches herself in the mirror. Not when your cock stretches her tight asshole so perfectly that it is nearly agape!

"No, no, can't cum yet!" Chaewon's ass sways just like the part of the choreography you've watched for so long, again and again. "Can't cum y-yet—ahhh!"

Girl cum floods your hand like a storm. Chaewon's scream of pleasure is the thunder. The lightning speed of her body squirming and bucking into yours brings you to your orgasm, too. Her asshole has become incredibly tight despite the stretch your cock has made, wringing ribbons of cum from its tip and filling her ass with semen.

Such a shame that this has to end. You want to stay in the heavens of her ass forever.

Deftly pull out with pants that mirror Chaewon's. Her shorts are now ruined. Her creampied ass wets the fabric along with her own cum. It's filthy—you know you should be angry that her need to be ruined has done its own way of ruining the shorts you've painstakingly sewn and designed, but in that moment, you don't mind. You don't mind one bit.

±

That's your first orgasm for the night. Your cum has spurted all over your shorts and shirt. You are beyond exhausted; you have been wanking off to Chaewon all night, and your mind has gone to places you never knew could reach.

You can't move nor speak, so instead, you look at your desktop wallpaper of her in the background. She is beautiful—her tongue is cutely stuck out as she mimicks a Kuromi expression. A picture that is supposed to be cute suddenly gives you an idea again.

Sigh and wrap your hand back on your cock. Here we go again.

±

"You're just so boringgg! Why can't we do it?"

If you were a different person and were told that those words came from a five-year-old girl spoiled by overly adoring parents, you would have believed it. But you aren't a different person and Chaewon isn't five; she's twenty-fucking-two years old and your girlfriend.

It's the weekend, and Chaewon has decided, because you are home, to be brattier than ever. You know your endless scolding and spankings won't stop her because she thrives on those like a little devil with each sin you make, so you try to ignore her loud complaints as you go through your phone.

She sits on the floor, legs folded beneath her, throwing another temper tantrum. You're used to it, but it still annoys you to no end.

"Why can't we do it?" she whines, slapping your knee. "Other couples do it a lot! But you won't let me!"

You ignore her, subtly rolling your eyes and scrolling through your phone. Cool, another funny dog video. But that doesn't evoke a laugh from you; you're too riled up by Chaewon to even chuckle.

You know what she's asking from you, and you are not about to give in.

It's not that you don't want to, per se; it's that you are afraid that it might hurt her. Even if she begs for it day or night, you aren't sure you can go ahead without hurting her.

Despite Chaewon's brattiness (both in and out of your sex life), you still love her and would not want to put her in pain.

"Why can't you put it in my ass too? Are you scared?"

Yeah, that's correct: Kim Chaewon has been begging you to do anal. You know it sounds ridiculous that she has to plead for it from you, but you have your reasons.

Reasons that you are having difficulty keeping.

But you roll your eyes. Fine, you'll bite.

Place your phone down on the sofa, your eyes trained on her with a squint. "Chaewon, I'm tired of this."

"I am too!" she fires back.

"And I'm not scared, Chaewon."

"Oh? Then fuck me."

"Easy," you say, licking your lips. You are about to reach for her when Chaewon shakes her head.

"Uh-uh! You don't just fuck me…I want you to fuck me in the ass."

You should have seen that coming. The little brat.

but if she wants it that bad…

Your mind is a large fire of frustration. Your girlfriend is being the most annoying person on Earth right now, and the pent-up tension between the two of you isn't helping at all. Not one bit.

Your hands quivering, you grab Chaewon without thinking and throw her on the sofa. She screams, whether out of excitement or actual fear is unknown to you. You simply wring her panties and shorts from her legs, finally giving in after abstaining from it for so long.

"Fuck, oppa, what are you doing?" Chaewon asks. Her legs are pushes back in the air. She gasps when you blow cold air all over her pussy, and the round brown hole that has barely been used.

"Lubing you up, what else?"

Chaewon moans with pleasure when your lips connect with her lower ones. Your tongue slides over her lips, flicking her clit, and licking its sensitive form repeatedly.

Chaewon practically quivers from gratification. She lies back to enjoy your oral attack, but you aren't about to give her a gentle way in. Not at all. You grab her thighs and wildly wiggle your tongue inside her, lapping up the juices that eventually start flowing. Lick from the bottom a stripe that finishes sharply on her clit, before trying out something new.

Your tongue prods against her brown hole. "Oh!" Chaewon screams, hands on her mouth as she watches you. She loses sight of you; she can only see stars as this oddly new sensation ripples through her body. Would she like it? Or would she regret asking you to expand your horizons in bed?

Your tongue eases in through the tight hole and backs out, too. It isn't quite anything like you expected. She tastes... delicious? Her juices flow down to her peach and make it easier to eat it, adding to the delicious flavor that is and only is Kim Chaewon.

"Fuck, oppa, you eat my ass so well!" cries out Chaewon. Her asshole tightens around your tongue, but you continue to lick and lap. All the while, your nose also provides constant stimulation to her clit with unintended but welcome rubs.

Chaewon's thighs crash into your head. You actually start to run out of air. You have kept at alternating eating out her ass and pussy, have become so inmersed in eating her out that you forget yourself. Inhale sharply through your nose and let her feminine scent invade your senses, just like how your tongue does to the wet and tight cunt and her unexpectedly delicious ass. It doesn't help that Chaewon keeps wiggling her cunt in your face, forcing you to continue eating her out with no break. Your plan of not giving her rest throughout this session has backfired on you, too.

Luckily, Chaewon is close. She announces it loudly, breath catching in her throat, before she screams loudly. She suddenly tears at your hair and forces you to keep your tongue wildly wiggling in both of her holes, sliding over her erogenous zones and filling them both. It is too much for a one-guy job, and you aren't too sure you can handle it. You aren't sure if you can handle her.

You start to spank Chaewon's thighs wildly, a sign for her to back out. You fire angry slaps at her ass too, but no matter how red and sore they become, they remain around your head. She's desperate, now, but you are, too. Who will win this game? Chaewon, who is squeezing her own breasts and lying back on the sofa pillows moaning, or you—her good-for-nothing daddy?

It's obvious now. Daddies always give in. Might as well do so in a way that pleasures you, too.

Soon, Kim Chaewon is upside-down. She is slobbering all over your cock, diligently blowing its girth, while you give your all into eating her cunt out. You groan; you forgot how good she is at giving you head. Such a pity you are out of breath to praise her. At least your hips are diligently knocking into that cute little face, causing her to gag wildly.

±

Wow.

You are stunned at the thoughts your own mind can create. The clarity of it all makes your nth orgasm less intense. Although you have had your head full of thoughts about Kim Chaewon—her bending over and letting you take her ass, and her being bratty as you eat her out—only one thought remains clear:

I should become a smut writer.

You have read them before, and it is possibly that which has led to all this feral feelings over Chaewon. You have fantasized a lot before, but you have never actually considered writing them down or posting them.

Perhaps you could—no, you should—write them down. Maybe someone out there will like them enough. Tumblr is always a good place to start.

Determined, you wipe yourself down and clean your place up. You log into your barely touched Google Documents account, add a fresh new document, and start to write.

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Queen I am on my knees begging you for more pregnant!Shadowheart

omg pls rise 😭 lmao I will be writing it into the series after the wedding! (There's a lot on the to-do list!) I only have HC's for now and we've gone through most of them! I thought of a few more for now:

(More) Shadowheart Pregnancy HC's

-When she's a few months into the pregnancy, Shadowheart begins to disappear for pockets of time throughout the day while they work at the cottage. At first, Tav is obviously quite concerned. She finds Shadowheart napping against Daphne and some of the horses in the sun. Tav lets her nap and does the work, coming to wake her before she burns laying out in the sun for too long. This happens daily, I think.

-Protective Tav training even harder bc she’s the only one fit to protect everyone in their household. Shadowheart might still be deadly as ever, but Tav sees herself as a protector, now. And how could she not? Shadowheart’s parents, the baby, and Shadowheart herself are her family 🥹 she’s a knight, protection is what she knows. It’s part of her love language. She’s extra vigilant, now.

-Shadowheart's libido is still wild (if not increased?) and I think poor Tav exhausts herself working each day and then exhausts herself catering to her wife's needs at night. She's a real giver 😊

-Arnell and Emmeline tell Shadowheart a new story about her childhood each day. She and Tav LOVE hearing about baby Shadowheart’s exploits, imagining what their child will be like, which mannerisms she’ll pick up, etc. They also help Tav and Shadowheart make a crib, make clothing for the baby, and make meals for Shadowheart's (now very picky) self. They give Shadowheart advice and keep her from spiraling when she fears she won’t be a good mother. She gets to have her parents with her every step of the way 🥹💕

-in fact, Tav and Shadowheart BOTH freak out semi-regularly about not being good parents. Tav was a noble who had everything done for her- and then she became a knight. She can dress some wounds, protect people, fight like no other- but she doesn’t know the first thing about motherhood. Shadowheart was supposed to be the equivalent of a cult assassin 😅 they can’t really cook well (Emmeline is teaching them!), they’ve gotten the hang of caring for the animals- but a human child is a very different story. So Arnell and Emmeline help them. Teach them the basics. Cooking, feeding, how to hold and rock the baby, how to put the baby to sleep. (A lot of it comes instinctively, in the end, but their presence makes them both feel so supported and prepared!)

-Morning sickness for Shadowheart 😔 Tav holds her hair, brings her food, takes the food away when Shadowheart complains the scent only makes her feel worse 💀 the first time it happens, Shadowheart tries to keep Tav away, but Tav is having none of that. Shadowheart learns that there simply isn’t a universe in which Tav will ever be repulsed by her, especially now. I think it might bring them even closer than they previously thought possible. Tav also rubs her down with warm oils and massages her almost nightly.

-when Shadowheart is pregnant, Tav reflects on her own childhood, her father’s poor treatment of her. I think she finally sees this as her chance to heal that trauma, to ensure that she will be the best kind of parent- a loving and caring one. She will give her daughter what she never had. After returning to her family estate and finding what she did there- I think this is the closure she needs.

-Tav speaking to the baby and feeling her kick for the first time???? She cries and cries. Shadowheart gently rests a hand over hers and they just sit like that together. Tav can hear the baby’s heartbeat in the final month or so and she’s over the moon. She refers to them as “my hearts” (plural now 🥰).

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Hey! I saw your gyomei post, and wondered if you could do one with Tengen? I feel like his flamboyant energy would be so funny with the twst characters.

jabdjshshs absolutely !! sorry it took a while to come out, life is crazy and the horrors aren't helping

✎...pairing: twisted wonderland x tengen!reader ✎...themes: chaos, flamboyant reader, can be seen as platonic or romantic, ace slander [ affectionately ] ✎...notes: can you tell which characters are easier to write for, male implied reader !! ✎...enjoy !!

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐔𝐋

𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄

riddle cannot catch a break from these tall ass people

truly

sure, you don't squeeze the shit out of him like floyd does, but you're probably just as loud

actually, scratch that

you are

BUT

at least you know when to shut up ― except when someone insults you or your wives

which btw, wtf?? three whole wives??

god, you're gonna make riddle have a heart attack

𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘

tbh he kinda vibed with you

especially when you constantly tasted complimented his baking abilities

doki doki goes trey's heart

but overall, i do feel like trey would sometimes get tired/exhausted from you being loud ― typically when deuce or ace annoy the shit out of you

was bluescreening when you casually mentioned you had three wives back home, who you deeply miss

mans needs a moment to sit down

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑

another person for him and his fans to simp for??

um yes pls !!

i feel like cater, alongside rook, would end up being your biggest fans

albeit platonic or homoerotic

you decided !!

but besides the simping, i feel like cater would 100% use you as a shield from riddle's or anyone else's wrath

mainly riddle tho

. . .

don't tell riddle that

i also feel like cater would love to just talk about your wives ― may have written some fanfics about you and your wives 👀👀

𝐀𝐂𝐄

oh ace

sweet stupid ace

he really tries to sneak up on you and fails every time, and then has the audacity to act surprised and call you a cheater

what part of you being a former ninja does ace not understand??

a lot apparently

also gets his ass folded a lot, yet he never learns his lesson

especially after finding out, you have three wives

mf is jealous as hell

goes all mopy and shit

𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐂𝐄

similar to epel, deuce idolises you but it's much more wholesome

he definitely goes to you whenever he needs help dealing with something

especially if doesn't want to ruin his model student imagine

the poor boy is lost whenever you talk rapidly

got his head spinning

definitely uses any chance he has to train with you

𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐖

𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀

your loud and that's gonna fly with him

actively avoids you so he can nap in peace, but you always manage to find him

how??

he has no clue and he's starting to think you're somehow related to rook

grumbles when you wake him up for class

has hissed at you when you picked him up so causally, threw him over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and took him to class

he was pissed but also shookth

𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐄

he's on edge

why??

bc you always manage to catch pulling some sneaky shit

even with his unique magic !!

like how?!

quickly learns of your past and relationship status, and everything just clicks into place

you and your ninja ways, and stupid good hearing

. . . and stupid smirk and muscles

𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊

did someone say, training partner??

cuz that's what you turn into

however, jack was nervous to ask to train with you at first, but steeled his nerves and asked ― which received a quick up-and-down look from you before agreeing to train with him

jack has never been more excited and embarrassed as he tried to calm his tail down

𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄

𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐋

*sigh*

why did you have to be so muscular??

and good at detecting lies and shit

why couldn't you be another naive soul and sign his contracts??

azul is at a loss for words

however, he is thankful you can easily manage the twins and other students that give him grief

lowkey sees a halo around for that

𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄

tbh i feel jade wouldn't bat an eye at you

for the most part

that was until you effortlessly hiked a mountain jade was on

great, now you have two eels on you

asks to go hiking with you whenever he's free

will talk your ear off about mushrooms on the hike

𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐃

a new jungle gym to climb??

*buzzer noise* wrong

has tried to squeeze but ended up getting squeezed instead

huh, so this is what it feels like??

n o i c e

bugs you every chance he gets for you to squeeze him

tad bit masochistic of you, floyd

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐀

𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐌

kalim rinds of that kid with the demon sister back home with how goddamn cheery he is

will shower you with gifts, especially after seeing you wear jewellery and hearing about your wives

he doesn't really bat an eye at that

bby boi doesn't care as long as you're happy

loves giving hugs

just a very affectionate boi

you do allow him to hang off your arms when he's around

𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋

sure you're loud, but you're responsible

meaning, he doesn't have to worry about you

however, does worry when kalim's involved

it's like a sixth sense

somehow when you manage to occupy kalim, jamil uses this time to get chores done or relax

truly is grateful for this opportunity

will make you food as payback

𝐏𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐄

𝐕𝐈𝐋

at first, he thought you were annoying and brash

i mean, you loud as hell and for what??

however

that changed when he saw just how flawless your skin was, the tidiness of your painted nails and the flawless eye makeup you wore

and that you strive for flamboyance??

vil can see the appeal

but quickly gets whiplash when you announce you actually have three ― very beautiful ― wives back in your world

what in the great seven??

𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊

homie here is quaking in his cadavers

but from excitement

because great seven, does he enjoy trying to sneak up on you

does he succeed?? no

does he still try?? yes

most definitely has a mini shrine of you ― along with some other students

. . .

don't tell vil

writes endless amounts of poetry for, even after you tell him you've got three wives, which he just loves bc obliviously you have so much love to give

and di―

𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐋

pls for the love of great seven. . .

PLS TEACH HIM HOW TO FIGHT PLS

legit idolises you

it's a tad bit concerning but it feeds your ego and annoys vil

also

gremlin epel is always on whenever you're around ― even more so when he can let his accent slip when it's just the two of you

however, his world pauses when you mention in conversation that you have three wives

tbh he doesn't know how to feel bc he grew up in a somewhat traditional household

and you having three wives??

w a c k

𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄

𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐀

nope

nah uh

no way pal

idia cannot deal with another loud extrovert

especially someone who's tall as hell, muscular and someone who sparkles whenever they say flamboyant

almost had a heart attack when you managed to sneak into his dorm room

and how in great seven are you fast and quiet for?!

oh

you're a former ninja?

. . .

ok maybe you can stick around

listen, he's watched countless anime and read, if not more, manga to know how fucking cool ninjas are

surprisingly isn't phased when you say you're married to three badass women

idia's watched his fair share of shit, so you only having three is not a big deal to him

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐒

your loud nature and openness surprised malleus greatly

happily listens to whatever nonsense you spout

is curious about how you have such incredible hearing, considering you're magicless and a human

finds your relationship status also intriguing

may or may not be jealous

finds your jewellery very pretty

*cue dragon hoard noises*

𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀

you two definitely trade battle stories

may or may not have asked to join your marriage

what??

lilia may be a fae but that won't stop him

was not phased when you said you had three wives

that just made him even more intrigued by you

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑

may and may not have used you as a pillow by accident

he just gets sleepy

and you seem to somehow always know when he's about to fall asleep when you two are together

you tend to hang around him because his sound is the least annoying ― you told him this and silver just nodded

𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐊

look

y'all are both loud mfs

and 100% get into screaming matches

about what. . . probably something to do with malleus and your ego

he reminds you a lot of that boar kind back home

has tried to fight you

has lost every time

may or may not have gained respect from those fights

still salty tho

[zstargalaxy]

Hello! I saw your Pokémon x Twst post and was wondering if maybe you could do a Kyogre!MC? I’m not sure what your limitations are on legendary Pokémon. But thanks for looking at this!

No limits!

It may be a hassle at times but there are bo limitations on pokemon at all! Including types of scenarios.

Also, if anyone is gonna request a next scenario, pls put of what type of relationship you would like to see the boys with the Pokemon MC.

TWST x Kyogre MC

❤HEARTLABYUL❤

Riddle, at first, didnt exactly put any thought of you until he came to appreciates your wisdom and helpfulness, especielly when capturing Grim in the entrence ceremony and after the overblot incident. He would always invited you for tea and have a nice calming time togather from the chaos you always have to solve.

The Vice-Prefect cant help but be reminded of Lilia when he meet you but nonetheless, he would be great full for saving he's childhood friend and healing both him and the injured players. Trey was amazed when you used Life dew to heal he's ankle and able him to play again in exchange to be careful next time.

Cater had the same feeling of Deja vu when he felt something about you but shrug it off and just continue buddy up ya and even let out a few playful flirty comments here and there. He almost had a heart attack when you said that you dont know nor have a phone.

Ace quickly learn to try to be at your good side at all times to avoid your deadly aura and "magic" after you had scared him stiff when you two had first meet.

Though he and Ace get into trouble alot, Deuce is atleast more tolerable than him and you respect how he wanted to make up for he's delinquent past for he's mother to not worry about him and not to make her cry again.

🦁SAVANNACLAW🦁

Leona finds you quite interasting. Though abit irked that you reminded him of a certain Lizard, he cant deny that he is intrigue and wary of ya when he had smell a powerful scent out of ya after you had used a small amount of that life dew of yours on he's tail as an apology.

Ruggie had tried to use he's UM on you since you had became a hindrance to their plans when you had used Life dew on the injured victims yet he's attempts keep on failing and ending him up with a traumatizing warning from you. After the whole events in chapter 2, he come to respect you especially when you had gifted him some pearls you had found when you had heard about he's familys perdaciment.

Had seen you in the hallways twice or thrice but didnt pay you much attention until Chapter 2. Jack had become one of the ones who respect you after you had save everyone from Leona's Overblot state and during the small match between you and him with the rest of the Savannaclaw students, which had resulted in a tie.

🐚OCTAVINELLE🐚

Azul definitely ring alarms in you when you somehow were sorted into Octavinielle. He's smile, aura, offerings, EVERYTHING rings something wrong about him, especielly when he had tried to offer you a chance to be one of top in the exams but you had immediately rejected it, much to he's disdain. Your power was something he longed for, yet after the he's overblot catastrophe, he will let you be and tries to form a decent relationship with you....and not go through another punishment by a legendary.

The Tweels definitely gave you the chills. They almost remind you of a group of humans long ago that had tried to use you but the Eel Twins are on another level while they in return thought of you as some kind of new target in their radar. You three are good acquaintances nonetheless but you prefer to keep you guard up at all times.

🏜SCARABIA🏜

You and Kalim had been dubbed as the "Rain Fall Duo" due to your abilities to call in rain and how your mature and he's childish nature seem to blend together somehow. When Kalim refused to use he's UM during the walk in Chapter 4, You were the one who refiled the dried up area by using your Rain Dance and let me tell you, many witness including Jamil and Kalim had a spine chill when you had scold him for he's stubborn and harsh behavior. Not even an tyrannical hypnotized Kalim will make you bend down to your will.

It was both relieving and suspicious to him that someone else is taking care of Kalim whenever he isnt around. Jalim had this gut feeling that what he was doing was wrong whenever he hypnotize you with he's Snake Whisper but he brush it off until he had regretted it when he was battling you during he's overblot state. Your rage and combine with your powers to summon typhoons was enough to send everyone the message that you arent to be messed with.

👑POMEFIORE👑

The way you move gave you off an air of elegance and royalty, or even more. Vil applaud for your wits and grace but aslo kinda irk at how you keep on saying that you didnt use any type of make up or anything at all to help with your beauty. A small fashion show is a must for your walk with flowy clothing definetly fits together very gracefully as he would even ask for tips on how you walk like you were dancing on water.

It was kinda iron that Rook calls you a Goddess withouth actually knowing that you are one. A dranch of water and threats will not stop this Hunter to continue he's admiration stalking for you. He always has an eye for seeing beauty and you are no exception for he is determine to take in everything you throw at him to learn more about you, Ma déesse de l'eau.

Epel thought that you were kinda like Vil or one who dosent like to get her looks ruin when he first meet you but when he saw you in battle, sign him up for your secrat fan club! (That you didnt knew about) He wanted to be like you, especially in a style of fighting that Vil cant disagree it is elegant.

⚙IGNIHYDE⚙

You and Idia never meet in person before, nor actually get the chance to know eachother well until the end of Chapter 6. The eldest Shroud shivered and scream in fright when Typhoons, thunder, tsunamis, underwater earthquakes, and violent whirlpools had suddenly appear out of the blue but the captured boys knew better, that this is your doing. Though compose, anyone within a mile radius knew that your anger for Idia is recognizable. Atleast at the end the two of you tried to mend a good acquaintance between you two.

You and Ortho are kinda neutral so there isnt much going on between you to, just friends. Ortho have gotten curious when he had heard that the old dorm, the Ramshackle dorm, has been renivated and has a big lake behind the building, he gotten curious and went to see it which is how you two meet by having a small chat near the quiet and peaceful lake.

🐲DIASOMNIA🐲

Your Aura alone could give Malleus a run for he's money. The fea heir was intrigue when he had first meet you and dare i say, even enamored with you at how kind and wise you are, as well as not even knowing him which had given him this feeling starting anew with this strange yet wonderful change in he's entire life that he was used to.

Youtful in appearance but wise, experience, seen everything that had happen before and are ancient. Lilia and you hit it off when you two meet during the lunch of the first day of school. You two entertain eachother with tails of your pasts of each of your worlds, reminiscing of the olden days. The older fea once chuckle when he witnesses you uncharacteristically ranting your anger about your "brother" who is the complete opposite of you in terms of elements and status.

You and the human are pretty much neutral. Dont exactly interact alot but nonetheless acknowledge eachother and respect eachother of their own characteristics like Silver in he's swordsmanship and your control over your power.

Sebek...is abit questionable at times about your relationship with him. He's loud and obnoxious voice irritates you but at the same time, he's loyalty and strife to do great was also admirable. He once heard from Malleus that your power could rival he's own which immediately send Sebek on a frenzy that you are threatening he's Waka-sama!.... but lets just say that it ended with him being quiet and more nervous around you.

Sorry that i havent posted anything yet lately but I have been busy with school lately so it might be a slow update so I am sorry for the inconvenience.

Yet despite this, I will try to update as much as I can and I am already making another Pokemon x Twst AU so be prepared ;)

[whoseafraidofliloleme]

💫𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 2023💫

2023 has been a year to say the least so lets get into this 😂. As usual this is in no particular order cause I cant handle putting these into a proper order.

𝐓𝐨𝐩 5 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬:

1. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐰 𝐂𝐚𝐟𝐞 (2022).

I watched this on a whim and boy am I glad I did. The female lead is so unhinged but in the best way and our main guy is so in love with her I cant. Literally this drama was such a fun time and everything connected together so well. Just watch this drama pls.

2. 𝐁𝐨 𝐑𝐚! 𝐃𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐡 {𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞} (2023).

Yoo In Na shines and I love the character growth that both the leads go through, everything that happens makes sense and it really does show that working on yourself isnt a linear process. There will be set backs but you can over come them. I tend to not care for side couples but I loved all of them in this, they were just hilarious or adorable.

3. 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧 (2023).

I wasnt going to watch this drama but thankfully instagram reels made me interested enough to give this a chance. I love all 4 of the leads, they are my babies and they deserve all the happiness in the world.

4. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐅𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮 (2023).

This was such a cute, fun drama. I didnt expect to love it as much as I did, the family dynamics, friendships, everything was so well done and the 2 couples were the cutest.

5. 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 (2023).

Literally Instagram reels made me watch this and I do not regret it. The melodrama, romance, revenge, plot twists... Everything was such a wild ride, I recommend that everyone watches it.

𝐓𝐨𝐩 5 𝐍𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬:

1. 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 ~ 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧.

The irony, I always said that I wouldnt stan a group with more than 7 members 😂. Honestly I was just seeing too many funny reels about SVT and then I watched the Game Caterers videos without even knowing all of their names and Super was everywhere that I just fell into the rabbit hole that is Seventeen.

2. 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 ~ 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐨.

My bias came and she ate. I love this song and it showed in my top 2023 songs its at number 6... The top 5 are all Taylor obviously.

3. 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 ~ 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤.

He came and took over the world. Nothing more to say about that.

4. 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦 ~ 𝐄𝐧𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐧.

Yall need to stop sleeping on Enhas japanese discography. This song is just so sweet and wonderful. I cant with it.

5. 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 ~ 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐦.

I just loved this whole song and the album too. Next LSF comeback when?!.

𝐓𝐨𝐩 5 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬:

So last time I only had the vault tracks but Speak Now was the album that made me a swiftie so not limiting myself to just the vault tracks this time.

1. 𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝.

This is my absolute favourite song. It is just such a masterpiece and can be related to in any situation.

2. 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝.

I love this song so much, I have a one shot of the same name 😂.

3. 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐅𝐥𝐲.

Im a hopeless romantic okay.

4. 𝐈𝐬 𝐈𝐭 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐰.

Do I even need to explain myself with this.

5. 𝐒𝐥𝐮𝐭!.

Most definitely not what I was expecting but I love it so much.

5 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝:

1. Bestie got married, shes happy and Im happy for her. It was a proper desi wedding and it was good fun.

2. I FINALLY graduated from University😂. Only took me like 5 years, one failed attempt and repeating my third year.

3. Made some great friends from the school I worked at, we bonded over how messed up the school we worked at is.

4. Managed to travel and have such great experiences.

5. Im happy with the fanfics I wrote this year. Still shocked that people actually read and enjoy the stuff I write but Im immensely grateful for all the love and support I get.

[explorevenus]

NOOOO VEN OMG😭

imagine current leon trying to be your daddy boyfriend and maybe hinting at it a few times too much in one day but you just plainly reject him in broad daylight, telling him nervously that the age gap between you both slightly worries you (slight would be an understatement. the man is nearly, if not the same age as your parents! does his dick still work even?!) and mr. kennedy’s stomach drops and you frantically reassure him his slight wrinkles are very sexy, yes, he is a very attractive man, but he’s an old man! said old man pouts and crosses his arms. being together isn’t that bad -- so what if he‘s in his 40s? he doesn’t give a damn about people seeing you together! he‘s got guns on his hips, and fists. he doesn’t need violence to protect you from whatever, either, he reassures you. he just wants you, the prettiest little thing :( just wants to take you out to spend cash on, tuck in bed, drive out with in his car -- he’d even let you pick the music! just please give this old man a chance -- he’ll treat you so good, he promises -- please, sweet thing :(

(leon talking abt himself in third person grrr he drives me crazy GREAGFGHR DO HB GO NHUJTFGJK pls take tgus offering im so insane abt him. He consumes my waking thoughts)

STOPPPPPPPPPPPP BECAUSE OLDER BF/SUGAR DADDY LEON IS MY LIFE BLOOD

i need him to keep me on his arm like candy everywhere he goes while he's so proud as ppl stare at us bc the age difference is just that obvious and we're both so well dressed and it's so starkly obvious that i haven't paid a single dime for anything as long as i've had him. i want him to flirt with me in public and make me blush and squirm and make fun of me for being so easily flustered by a man old enough to be my father. i want him to rail the absolute FUCK OUT OF ME while i'm babbling and crying and he's grunting in my ear about how good of a girl i'm being for him, earning each and every cent he'll ever spend on me, making him feel so good and so young again while he caters to my every whim in exchange for little more than my own time and affection. i want him to smirk when he notices other people my age checking me out in public because he knows those losers have nothing on him, nothing they could possibly offer that would make me choose them over him, because he's so wealthy and infatuated with me and because he's older he has so much more experience and knows more about my body than anyone else could ever dream of

GOD I NEED HIM SO BAD. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

also hi qinny i missed u ;w;

[touch-starved-apprentice]

TWST CHARACTERS RANKED BY HOW EASILY I COULD TAKE THEM IN A FIGHT

this is all for giggles and i wouldn't be able to take half of them realistically anyways don't yell at me pls

Grim - you’re done.

Riddle Rosehearts - i would never lay a hand on this baby boy but i really fucking could. i have no magic, what’s he gonna do? he’s tiny and i’m a big lady, i could bench press him.

Ruggie Bucci - this boy doesn’t fight fair. but that doesn’t fucking matter. i win. he’s getting yeeted out of the ring.

Azul Ashengrotto - without the tweels this man is nothing, i could throw him around like a sack of potatoes. i don’t know how much i could do to his merform because i don’t know how strong octopi are and i don’t really wanna find out, but i feel like i could still take him bc i run on pure feral energy.

Kalim Al-Asim - he just. he doesn’t have it in him. why would i do that? i can’t. he could drown me. but he can’t. and i just wouldn’t.

Idia Shroud - this man would cower beneath me and think it’s hot but the problem is that he very well could dox me after the fight. lucky for him i think he’s cute and we’d be gaymer autism buddies so i would not fight him. tbh if i DID fight him he’d probably just accept his fate and then Ortho (the other problem) would end me immediately.

Trey Clover - the strong baker arms cannot save him, i am too unhinged. he will run screaming for the hills.

Ace Trappola - he’s going down. he’ll fight back but i throw him against the ground ONCE and he’s done for.

Jade Leech - you give me a nailbat and this man is a goner. i don’t care how strong he is. yes he’s creepy but he isn’t as outwardly feral as Floyd or me, he cannot possibly match me in pure rage.

Cater Diamond - if he’s allowed to use his powers this is an issue. i don’t think i can take multiple Caters, he has so much energy. if not, he’s easy. Cater doesn’t strike me as a strong dude.

Vil Schoenheit - Vil is another that does not understand the pure unadulterated burning fury that resides in my bones and yes he could poison me or whatever, but if we’re talking like just a typical fight he’s gone. he’s not putting up with it, he fought back but he tapped out at record speed. Rook may kill me in my sleep that night though.

Floyd Leech - i don’t care how strong he is either. he gets bored and isn’t that resilient, i get the fuck back up. it’s to the death and i’m very much alive and full of pure rat queen energy.

Epel Felmier - he is smaller than me, but stronger than me, and matches me on rat boy energy so we may be at a standstill.

Deuce Spade - he could beat me if he was mad enough but why would i do that to him?

Headmaster Crowley - in a no magic fight i could Rhea Ripley Riptide this bitch. if there is magic involved though i am simply Dead and he moves up to spot 23.

Silver - the chillest man on earth and therefore does not deserve my wrath but he is a knight and could probs take me down easily. if anything if i fight him then i deserve his wrath.

Jamil Viper - this one is hard but in the end i don’t think i could. he’s spent his entire life protecting Kalim, is a dancer, and a basketball player, AND has hypnosis powers. i dunno if i could compete man.

Leona Kingscholar - there are two routes this could go. either he pins me down and ends my life instantly or he accepts his fate and i get concerned and take him to therapy. no in between.

Rook Hunt - this could go one of THREE ways. one, he snipes me before i have the chance. two, we have a fair fight and he comes out on top bc he’s stronger. three, he thinks i’m hot when i’m ready to end a man’s life and i gain the upper hand. a wildcard if you will.

Jack Howl - no thanks i’d like to not die by having my throat ripped out and also WHY WOULD I?

Sebek Zigvolt - he has spent his entire life training, i’m GOOD thanks.

Ortho Shroud - he could kill me instantly but why would i ever fight my son

Lilia Vanrouge - another whom if i fight them i honestly deserve to die, my beloved Lils. I would have no reason to fight my hubby, but if i for some reason did, he’d kill me on the spot. this man is a father he has KIDS to look after gfdi

Malleus Draconia - he could snap his fingers and i’d be a pile of ash but literally why would i ever fight him? he just wants friends to infodump about gargoyles to?