#cw forehead jumpscare

[blotomical]

I have been instructed to put ty blenderidge everywhere. here you go tumblr

[bedoballoons]

Thank you @swivy123 for the request!! I hope you enjoy!! Normally I prefer up to 5 characters! A couple less or more is okay though! Some of them are a bit short though...<3

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃

{༻~Hybrid reader~༺}

CW: fluffy!, Reader has ears and a tail! (Pet names: Lyney: Mon chérie, my sweet, Kazuha: My dear, Venti: Beautiful)

(Includes: Lyney, Tighnari, Xiao, Kazuha, Venti, Scaramouche, and Cyno!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

Your tail wagged back and forth with excitement, Lyneys top hat visible in the distance, bobbing slightly with every one of his steps and growing steadily closer as he made his way to you. Your body wiggled impatiently, you just missed him so much and you couldn't wait to see him again! He probably had so much to tell you, so many new magic tricks to share and you had requested he bring you a treat back...

"Forget it!" You bounced happily to him, unable to wait even a second longer and he didn't seem to mind, pulling you close and showering your face with kisses while you hummed in delight. "Mon chérie! I missed you so much, but alas it was worth it! I have a gift for you my sweet~" You gasped cutely, your cheeks blushing a light pink when he tipped his hat off his head, inside a bouquet of exotic flowers that smelled so heavenly and a box of treats for you to enjoy.

𑁍༄Tighnari:

Tighnaris tail swayed in sync with yours, the two of you embracing eachother after what felt like eons away from eachother, you couldn't even begin to explain everything that had happened and ask everything you wanted to know about his trip, so you simply settled on what you were feeling, "I missed you."

"I'd hope so."

"Tighnari!"

𑁍༄Xiao:

You squealed happily as Xiaos strong arms wrapped around you tightly from behind, his ability to randomly appear no longer a jumpscare but a welcomed surprised and as he kissed the top of your head, your fluffy ears flattening to give him room, you honestly wish he'd do so more often. "Xiao you should appear more often."

"...it doesn't frighten you anymore?"

"It was never truly scary Xiao! I just wasn't used to it. Now I am though and I want you to appear whenever you like." You turned around, smiling at his flustered expression, your tail swaying with love for him while you kissed his cheek.

𑁍༄Kazuha:

You held your tail in your hands, trying to stop it's insistent wagging to no avail, you were just overfilled with love and seeing Kazuha walk up to you with that sweet dazed face of his wasn't calming your animal features by any means.

"Hello my dear, missed me?"

"More than you could even imagine..."

𑁍༄Venti:

"Venti!!!" You called out, wrapping your arms around the bard while he chuckled in response, his laughs like a sweet melody that had you blushing and your tail wagging wildly. "I missed you too beautiful, you and your adorable little ears!" Venti touched your ears gently, making your cheeks go red and your heart skip a beat.

𑁍༄Scaramouche:

Scaramouche sighed as you jumped onto him, wrapping your legs around his waist and knocking his hat right off his head when you kissed his cheek, you just couldn't help it, you missed him! Your tail flicked around with excitement when he kissed your lips, not saying a word about missing you and yet...you knew he did, "Scara! How did your trip go? You didn't get hurt anywhere right?"

"To many questions...no I didn't get hurt and yes it was fine, it was a break from your overwhelming excitement..."

"Awwe you no you don't mean that! I think you like my excitement!"

"...whatever"

𑁍༄Cyno:

You snuggled your face into the crook of Cynos neck, his lips resting against your forehead as he placed multiple soft kisses against your skin, your heart to racing faster and faster with each one. Your ears twitched in delight, matching the crazed movements of your tail...it was just all so perfect.

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◥(•̀￦•́)◤☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 ☾𖤓~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

[suiana]

been thinking about this for weeks now and I think it’s time to dump it somewhere

yandere x yandere!reader

like imagine how cute it would be if the both of them come across their little shrines of each other when they’re breaking into the other’s house 🥺🥺🥺 and then they give each other the heads of people that piss them off as presents! so cute!

(can’t write something like this cause my acc is a fluff blog and I don’t wanna jumpscare my followers >~<)

CW: murder

he looks at you, breath heavy as the blush on his face deepens. he looks at you like you're the only thing in the world. eyes bright and wide, shining with pure adoration. stars in them as he approaches you with a bloodied hand.

his clothes are messy, hair tussled from his previous activity as he brings a shaky hand to your cheek, smearing it with blood as he connects your lips together.

your hands grasp his shirt, smearing the previously white cloth with red liquid as you kiss him back. the tension between you two is intense as the kiss deepens. he pushes you up against the wall, desperate as he tries to remark you as his.

you sigh into the kiss, happily allowing him to do as he wishes as you rest your dirty hands around his neck. he soon pulls away, a string of saliva connecting you two as he pants, trying to regain his breath.

"you're mine. mine. understand? I'll gorge out the eyes of anyone else who looks at you. murder anyone who stands in my way."

you simply hum in response. how romantic of him! it's really so adorable.

you allow your hand to carass his cheek, feeling him lean into your touch. he looks at you with crazed eyes full of obsession. he was beautiful like this. the blood decorating his skin, his flushed cheeks, the way he pants from his overwhelming emotions... you wanted to engrave this moment into your skin.

"and you're mine as well. I'll get rid of anyone who opposes our relationship. behead them and gift their heads to you as a sign of my devotion."

he smiles happily, giggling slightly as he brings you in for a tight hug. you hug back, embracing his warmth as you close your eyes. he really was your one and only. you just love him so much.

"is that why you've killed that girl who looked at me just now?"

you didn't respond.

"so cute... don't worry, I killed that guy who looked at you too ♡"

you hummed again, pulling away from the hug as you planted a chaste kiss on his cheek. he blushed more, giggling like a high school girl as he picked up a bloody box. you sighed, handing him a box as well.

"you've ruined the surprise..."

you mumble as you open the box he gave you, showing the head of the guy who looked at you too long earlier just now. he merely chuckled, opening your box as he kissed your forehead.

"you like it though."

"yeah, I do."

he smiled, content at your response.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

[kalims]

imagine the dorm leaders staring to the point of running into a wall and yuu just so happens to witness the moment 😭

‎˃ ᵕ ˂ . . "I did not just run into a wall.. you didn't see that."

staring until they run into a wall,

distracted by our perfect mc guess who forgets to look in front of them?

parts. one , two

characters. dorm leaders

cw. crack, fluff, very light injury, not proofread, watch out for mistakes hehe. may be ooc I only studied their characters once while writing this.

note. hello twst fandom, I guess this is my official entry to society 🤔

riddle rosehearts

he couldn't help it you know. he was supposed to be running an errand for crowley before he caught sight of you casually conversing with your first year freinds.

why won't you talk with him like that. 😡

he gets so lost in his thoughts until he crashes straight into a wall just when you glance at him.

ace slaps a hand over his mouth looking blue trying to hold in his laughs and deuce just looks horrified. was there some unspoken rule in this situation he shouldn't break?? 😨

oh no.

oh no no no no no.

this was like straight out of his nightmares and it couldn't be anymore embarrassing because where did he go wrong 😡 both of you stare at each other as he rubs his forehead and then he starts getting red??

false alarm. not out of anger but out of embarrassment, you bet he's tailing it out of there ASAP before he makes more of an embarrassment of himself.

he literally can't stand within your presence without tensing up to the fact that it's so obvious so students start to think he has a crush on you. so it's in due time he'd hear some random student whispering about housewarden riddle. 💀

in the distance if you listen closely, you could hear someone's head getting collared. OFF WITH Y--

leona kingscholar

bold of you to assume he's actually paying attention to anything, moreover someone. listen he's way too tired of everything so all he could think of was probably sleep.

so in a universe where he actually gets distracted by our gorgeous, beautiful, handsome mc.. he probably goes like 'oh there's my human pillow.' and then 'I can almost taste my long deserved rest.'

since he's so occupied thinking about more sleep (expected) he just rams into a wall so he just places his palms over it and stares at it as if it's gonna lessen anything he's currently feeling. second hand embarrassment, irritation... he doesn't know what to feel.

so basically. ure staring at him staring at a wall.... until he turns to you and does a quick scan of his peripheral vision to check if anyone saw that uhm.

accident yeah.

tbh I don't think he'd really care, but since you're watching it does elicit a small reaction from him👩‍🦯.

gets over it super fast. well that's in the past now whatever.

he just pretends nothing ever happened cause why the hell would he care about whatever that was 😁 and proceeds to drag you to his next nap.

azul ashengrotto

I'd like to imagine that he breaks his glasses in the process of not so gracefully colliding with a wall.

hastily discards the evidence my slowly shoving it in his pockets. forgetting that it something essential to his everyday life so he straight up runs into the wall again.

...while you watch the entire thing. he says something about him being too clumsy as he seemingly checks the surroundings admittedly with blurry eyesight, expecting like someone's gonna jumpscare him at any moment. 💀💀

can someone bring his octopot please he wants to crawl inside it and wallow because this ruins his imagine of himself even though it was an accident 😄

he'd be better off if you weren't the one who witnessed the entire thing sobs.

he really hopes he tweels didn't see that or else he'll never get the end of it. small or big they'd never leave him aloneeeee.

please. offer to guide him to his next class and he'd probably play along knowing that there's another spare in his pocket because... you helping him = free therapy.

kalim al asim

he's so pure that it actually hurts.

there isn't an ounce of embarrassment in him on being caught in the act and hitting himself in the process with it.

so he just rubs his head and flashes you this absolutely jaw dropping, binding (I could go on and on) wide grin while laughing 😍

jamil being the somewhat fretting freind he is would probably scold him even if it is a light injury.. but jamil won't be able to scold him about something he didn't witness right 👀

kalim proceeding to accidentally blurt it out as jamil facepalms. but that isn't the point.

the point is that he'd turn the whole situation that's supposed to be quite, at the very least. embarrassing full of laughs.

great seven how did this ray of sunshine end up at ncr.. 😃

vil schoenheit

no.

you don't understand potato-- this is a matter that he needs to tend, and fix immediately!! forget everyone, this. is. an. emergency. 😡

rook is probably in the backround crying comical tears "oh mon dieu!", somewhere up the tree?? where did he even come from, had he always been there?? 🤨

I mean he's not the kind of person that would lose it and throw a fit since he considers himself mature. so his alarm would depend if it smudged his makeup, formed a small swell on his precious face, or nothing in general is wrong.

if nothing is wrong he'd still insist you on helping him in checking his face is nothing is truly wrong.. because he can't see it well you know. 🤗

but if something actually happened to his face say goodbye. he leaves with a slight hurry to his steps, rook trails behind him with glittering sparkles?!?! this is just for comical reasons so idk.👸

then you see him later on impossibly looking more beautiful than the time you saw him an hour ago. ⁉️

idia shroud

his hair shrinks the more you stare at him so can you like stop looking at him with those eyes sad face☹☹.

you're both having a stare off, you can decide what kind of expression you'd have but I guarantee you his face would be like, this. 😁

he's frozen and backing into the corner so please leave before he starts tearing up because WHYYY WHY HIMMM 😭😨😓

he has seen this exact scenario in way too much anime series but he didn't think it'd actually apply to him too. but this is bad since he isn't as smooth as the main character, sobs.

ortho ends up rescuing him from the ultimate nightmare after somehow sensing that his vitals are going overload 💥💥

see this is why he doesn't go out.. 😞

malleus draconia

if he was in his dragon form then the wall wouldn't even make him blink and simply cease to exist ✨.

anyhow. I don't really think anything would happen, it doesn't bother him much even if you are watching and instead warns you about the danger of walls he just discovered 😊.

warned lilia, silver and sebek too. maybe and sebek takes it too literally and starts shouting his praise and appreciation for the warning. while watching the wall like it's gonna jump out and start stabbing him.

he doesn't make a sound even when he bumps into the wall and just blinks slowly while turning to you and resuming to walk as if nothing ever happened.

yeah.

.....what do I put here...

note. currently it's almost december 2022 and wow! to think it's been so long haha. this was the start

[lovelyunholyc]

cozy

!! nsfw - minors and blank/ageless blogs will be blocked :) !!

cw: fem!reader, oral (f! and m! receiving), blowjobs, face sitting, unprotected sex. established relationship. pls let me know if i missed anything :)

it had started with a bet.

you hadn't figured out what to wager yet if you won, but the bragging rights were more than enough incentive for you. it seemed trivial, but with your reputation as a scaredy cat who couldn't handle horror movies on the line, you were willing to do anything for redemption.

hanamaki had first choice for the movie since he had initiated the idea, and you were the one with something to prove. he picked an indie film, dubbed the most terrifying one of the year by critics, and though you never really trust reviews, you trust that your boyfriend always plays to win, so there was no doubt that this would be a challenge.

all you had to do, as per the rules he'd so kindly laid out, was last the whole movie, start to finish, without covering your eyes or ears or making any kind of "scared noises" (his words). simple and straightforward.

the first few scenes are easy enough to get through, as the characters are introduced and the plot is laid out. you make yourself comfortable on your couch, resting your head on his shoulder and tucking your legs beneath a blanket, letting him feed you gummy worms (because he insists if you try to feed him or yourself, you could use it as a distraction from the movie). when the strange occurrences start to come in, however, and you start to flinch, the familiar chill of fear seeping into your bones, it's a different story altogether.

it doesn't take you long to come up with a plan.

it's practically foolproof, because you know he can never resist you. the thought makes you smile to yourself, the distraction already affecting you to your benefit.

makki doesn't seem to notice when you hug him even closer to you, shifting so your hand lays surreptitiously on his chest. you slide it across his shirt slowly, letting your palm rest over his abs.

he starts to side-eye you then, you can feel it, and you bite your lip to stifle your mischievous grin. "babe? you doing okay?"

you hum out a reply, lowering your hand to his waistband nonchalantly.

makki jolts slightly, but you're pleased to know it's because of the film and not your gradual encroachment on your mission.

"gummy," you say anyway just for good measure to distract him, and look up and open your mouth in anticipation.

he supplies you immediately, popping another gummy worm in your mouth and smiling sweetly when you catch his wrist and kiss his palm in appreciation.

you chew on the candy, wait patiently for your time to strike.

another jumpscare that gets even him, and your hand slides home, down between his legs and has him jumping for a different reason entirely.

"baby, what are you d-?" he starts, but cuts himself off with a gasp when you continue squeezing at the bulge in his pants, kissing slowly up his neck until you reach his jaw, licking at the sharp line of it. he grows in your hand, and you feel a potent sense of triumph at how quickly and easily you can get him hard with barely a few touches, how sweetly he responds to you without fail.

makki's looking at you now, and even in the dim blue light of the tv you can see him blushing so nicely, despite the furrow of his brow he's trying desperately to hold. "hey, that's not-" he starts to pant, jolting once more when you find the head of his clothed cock and thumb over it. "that's not fair!"

you lick your lips, smiling smugly. "you didn't make a rule against it, hiro," you remind him, brushing his fringe away from his forehead with your free hand so you can see his eyes better. "unless you want me to stop?" you give his cock one last, sound squeeze before you let him go, and instantly his hips follow the warmth of your palm, as if on instinct. it makes you want to please him even more.

makki groans, gives you a half-hearted glare. "i didn't think you'd play dirty," he scoffs, but there's an adoring glimmer in his pretty eyes that tells you he's not too upset about this turn of events.

"with you, baby, i can't help it." you wink, give him a pointedly chaste kiss.

he curses under his breath, sighs heavily, but you know it's for show, know that he's already given in. "c'mere, you little minx," he murmurs lowly, his voice dropping lower sending shivers down your spine. he tugs you closer by the hem of his favorite sweater, the one you fight over at least once a week, and easily captures your smirking lips.

the kiss starts slow, a flurry of lingering pecks until you place your hands on the sides of his head to keep him still, growing increasingly impatient, hungry for more. you can feel him grin against your lips at that, a little wider when you shift to straddle him, never fully breaking away. he opens up for you without much prompting, lets you lick into his mouth and plunder it for your own enjoyment, until spit drips down the corner of his lips. and you don't let that go to waste, either, pulling away when your lungs start to burn and swiping it up with your tongue, smiling deviously.

god, he loves being loved by you, being desired so passionately like this, so wholly and unconditionally it makes his head spin.

and how much more dizzying it is to know he feels the same way, that he would do anything for you, would pluck out the stars in the sky for you, give you all of himself and more.

you're above him now, outlined in the flashing blue light of the tv behind you, and he thinks you look like some kind of diety, radiant with that triumphant smirk on your face, lips bitten red and all the more kissable. because you know you've already won, that he'd fall to his knees and worship you instantly.

makki's fingers dig a little deeper into the flesh of your thighs when you press your hips closer. he can feel the heat of your cunt even through your clothes, and it makes his cock twitch, hips bucking up once to chase the friction.

"hiro," you start, looking too smug for your own good, fingers tickling at the short hair on the nape of his neck. "let's make another bet."

he hums in interest for you to keep going, leans in to trail wet kisses down the side of your neck.

"if you cum before the movie ends, you have to let me sit on your face."

makki sits up then, brows furrowed in confusion. "baby, i do that every other day, and i don't consider that a punishment." he pecks at your lips, nudges your nose lovingly with his own and grins mischievously. "in fact, i see it as a privelige that i cherish greatly."

you laugh, wrap your arms around his shoulders. you suppose he's right, it has become one of his favorite things to do - and yours, too. "okay, then you owe me dinner for the entire next month."

"deal," he says before you can even finish your sentence, leaning back in to kiss you again, one hand sliding up from your thigh to prod at your clit through your silk pajama shorts.

the sudden contact makes you gasp, and he swallows it, traces the seam of your lips with his tongue, but before he can dip into your mouth once more, you pull away.

makki groans again, narrowing his eyes at you like you've interrupted something gravely important.

you kiss his frown away and giggle, slipping from his grasp to trail your lips further down his body. "can i suck your dick, 'hiro?" you ask sweetly as you settle on your knees between his legs, fluttering your eyelashes and biting playfully at the waistband of his sweats while you wait for his answer.

makki grits his teeth, presses his hands into his face to collect himself, clearly exasperated for all the best reasons. "god, you're so fucking hot, you're gonna kill me."

your smile is beyond sinister, and he thinks for a second that maybe he should be more scared of you than the movie. you nudge your nose into his bulge, delighting at the pulse his cock gives in response. "well?"

"yes, yes, fuck, please, baby, do it."

you sit up on your knees just to kiss him while you pull his pants and underwear down his thighs. he shifts to the edge of the couch with you, watches you settle back on your knees between his own, shuddering pleasantly at the hungry look in your eyes and the cool air on his newly exposed skin.

you waste no time at all, only giving him a cursory glance before taking hold of his shaft and giving the glistening tip a kitten lick. makki lets out a shaky breath above you, and the helpless sound only spurs you on. you lick a slow stripe down the underside, tracing along the prominent vein, grazing your teeth gently on his frenulum on the upstroke and earning a deep-seated groan.

makki already knows he's done for, that he'd never last the rest of the movie, has resigned himself not to even attempt that. it seems like such an impossible feat, with how well you know his body and can have him falling apart for you within minutes, how perfect your mouth feels around his cock when you pull back, satisfied with how slick you've gotten him with your spit and his precum, and then relax your jaw and surge forward to finally sink down on him, slow and steady, until he hits the back of your throat.

"sh-shit, honey," he heaves, chest tight with how you've managed to punch the air out of his lungs. "you're so fucking good at that."

he knows if you could smirk, you would be.

your fingers fondle at his balls, and he tries his best not to squirm too much in his seat. he clutches helplessly at the blanket you'd thrown off at some point in your haste beside him, his other hand tangling absently in your hair, following the way your head bobs when you find your rhythm.

he knows you love how vocal he is, so he starts to whimper your name intertwined with a variety of curses as the heat of arousal pooling low in his gut threatens to overwhelm him. not that he could help it, anyway, when you build him up and tease at him the way only you can.

you pull all the way back once, slurping up your mess as you go, and suck lovingly around the head of his cock. it makes him shiver, your eyes never leaving his, half-lidded and watery with exertion yet so determined to get what you want from him.

you fist the base of him when you pop off with a soft smack, your combined spit and his precum easing the slide of your hand, and finally you can smile lopsided at him.

makki blinks back slowly, his own eyes just as wet and lustful, cheeks irresistibly rosy, his hand drifting from your hair to caress fondly at your face despite the mess you've made of it. "i'm so fucking in love with you," he breathes, his voice thick with emotion and open desire.

you giggle breathlessly at that, kiss down his length. "you wanna cum in my mouth, hiro?" your voice is rougher, the grit in it from him, from having his dick down your throat, drives him crazy.

he nods vigorously, whines at the filthy words coming out of your mouth when you're looking up at him so innocently, then whines at the sight of his dick disappearing between your plush lips, all red and swollen now with use when you wrap them around him once more.

you grab his hand and place it back on your head, tapping at his wrist to signal him to move you the way he likes.

it makes his heart nearly give out with excitement.

makki takes care to never hurt you (unless you explicitly state that you want that, sometimes), so even in his lust-addled state, he makes sure not to push you too hard or too fast, drawing in a shaky breath when he bottoms out once more, the tip of your nose just barely grazing his pelvis. he guides more than pushes you up and down on his length, careful, meeting you halfway with a subdued buck of his hips.

you moan around him, encouraging him, and the vibrations make him groan so deeply it comes out as a growl, the pretty, choked up noises you make just for him spurring him on to speed up his pace just a bit.

he only lasts a few more sloppy thrusts before he finally gives in to the absolutely divine wet heat of your mouth. he cries out your name and spills down your throat and on your tongue when you pull back to let him watch with wonder while you work him with your fist, prolonging his high until his nerves start to sting with oversensitivity.

you swallow heartily, licking at your lips and catching stray drops of him on your chin, give the swollen head of his cock one last chaste kiss before you tuck him back into his pants. you climb back up and settle in his lap again, your thin bottoms soaked through completely and becoming increasingly uncomfortable.

makki can't wait to catch his breath before kissing you, so he doesn't, and gasps into your mouth instead. you taste like a mix of him and candy, and it shouldn't be that irresistible, but it is. he chases it from your tongue, laughs breathlessly with you when you start to laugh, both of your faces growing increasingly messy with how careless and eager he is just to taste from you.

eventually you break away and press a palm to the center of his chest to hold him back, remnants of laughter still on your face as you swipe at it with your (his!) sweater sleeves. "you're gross," you say fondly, "now you got us both all sticky and gross."

makki just waggles his eyebrows, smirks salaciously. "speaking of sticky," he starts, fingers inching up your thighs, but you give him pause by starting to wipe at his face, too.

"speaking of gross," you counter, glancing behind you at the tv screen that's still obviously playing the film even you'd forgotten about. "you didn't make it, baby. guess you'll owe me food for the whole month."

he just smiles wider, doesn't let you finish cleaning his face before he shoves a hand down your shorts, fingers finding your clit with expert ease. "yeah, yeah." he leans in to kiss you, then continues down your jaw, then your throat. "give me my reward first."

you can only gasp and laugh again, pure joy and adoration thrumming through your veins in equal measure as arousal. makki guides you down gently, positions you at the edge of the couch cushion and takes his place on his knees between your legs. you can't help but be charmed by his excitement, the obvious lust and hunger to please you glimmering in his eyes, big hands pulling your shorts and underwear off in one motion before he places your legs over his shoulders.

"fuck, baby," he murmurs, licking his lips when he finally gets a glimpse of your bare cunt, loves how your skin shimmers so nicely with how wet you are. "all for me, huh?" it makes his chest swell with pride - you were that turned on just by pleasing him.

your fingers find his hair and soothe at his scalp lovingly. "all for you," you affirm with a playful wiggle of your hips.

makki grins, and the look on his face is not unlike when his favorite meal is laid out in front of him. because, in fact, he'd argue that you were his favorite meal. he leans in and gives your slit a long, appreciative lick, from your hole to your clit, humming in satisfaction at the taste of you bursting on his tongue. he flicks and circles at your sensitive bud with the very tip of his tongue, making you gasp and whine, before he pulls away, eyes glazed over with delirious lust.

"turn around for me, angel," he says lowly, and you scramble to turn away from him, knees spread on the cushions and hands on the back of the couch to balance yourself, just as eager.

as soon as you get situated, makki sits on the floor with his back to the couch and slides his head underneath you, between your legs. you hold the hem of your sweater up against your sternum so you can see him clearly, just in time for when he grins lopsided up at you, all charm and beauty and a feral kind of hunger that makes you want to rub your thighs together, had he not taken hold of them already.

"are you ready?" you ask, breathless and in love, heart hammering in anticipation.

"give it to me, baby."

makki squeezes at the fat of your thighs in encouragement, guides you down towards his face. he wastes no time, knows you're just as ready and eager as he is. as soon as his warm tongue slides back through your folds you want to pull back, already overwhelmed, but he keeps you there, holds you firm.

he works your cunt the same way he kisses you - deep and passionate, just the right kind of sloppy, making you even more of a mess. he gathers your slick on his tongue, runs it back and forth through your folds, like he can't get enough, like he wants to savor you as much as he can, moans against you when your hips start to follow his movements, your fingers finding his hair.

makki closes his eyes, deeply satisfied, his cock starting to jump back to attention. he pays it no mind, too lost in your taste, the breathy, pretty little sounds you make, the way you pull at his hair and scratch at his scalp, just as lost in pleasure. he licks at your clit before wrapping his lips around it and sucking, and the way you gasp and shake above him makes him groan. you're so wet at this point that you're dripping down his chin, soaking his skin and yours with a mix of your slick and his saliva, and he laps at it gratefully, ravenously, not intent on wasting your bounty so carelessly.

he slips his tongue inside you just to coax more of your juices out, just to hear you whimper. he smirks against you, slides deeper until his nose nudges into your clit and you cry his name.

"fuck, hiro," you breathe, pleasure so tightly wound in your gut it steals your voice and makes you choke on your words. he blinks his eyes open just a bit, just to catch your own and make sure you don't miss the gleam in his eyes when he slurps you up loudly, smacking his lips against you.

the sound makes more heat rise to your face in embarrassment, though you're the only ones home. "love you," he mumbles into you, the words jumbled into your wet skin and broken up by each lick.

"i love- fuck, i love you," you manage to respond, knowing he'd decided then to slip his finger into your entrance just to make you stutter.

makki doubles his efforts, pushes another finger in and starts pumping, and lolls his tongue out against your swollen bud, his free hand guiding you into a slow grind onto his tongue. you whine, grip onto the back of the couch to steady yourself as your hips buck, barely controlled, chasing the sweet friction of his tongue and the pressure of his fingers inside you.

you sing his name like a prayer, back arching as you feel your high draw nearer.

makki crooks his fingers into the spot inside you that makes you keen, simultaneously catching your clit between his lips on your forward stroke and sucking, and you swear you see stars. you fall so suddenly into your orgasm, your body seizes up momentarily. your walls pulse enticingly around his digits as he continues thrusting them in and out of your cunt. he laps up what gushes out of you as if it's nectar, continues rubbing your aching clit with his tongue until you're gasping at him to stop from sensitivity, thighs trembling and no longer able to hold yourself up.

you lean all of your weight into the back of the couch in front of you, your knuckles turning white with your grip on it, as makki languidly slides his tongue through your folds a few final times. you let him clean you up, too spent to protest much, though your muscles twitch and quiver with exertion.

"hiro, kiss," you request when he finally slips out from under you, tapping at your ass cheek playfully.

makki indulges you without question, swiping haphazardly at his wet chin with his sleeve before settling back down on the couch. he grins, utterly lovestruck at your satiated expression, at the stars in your own eyes when you reach for him. he pulls you back into his lap and leans in to kiss you, the most tender one of the night. you smile against his lips when you taste yourself on him, and the lingering sweetness of the candy you've both been eating.

"you're hard again," you laugh softly when you pull away, cradling his face. even in faint light you can just make out the sparse freckles dotting his cheeks, the playful glimmer in his pretty eyes. his bangs are slightly damp with sweat and sticking to his forehead, and you brush them back fondly.

"can you blame me?" he winks at you, and it makes you laugh even more. his hands slide up under your sweater, caress over the curve of your waist before he's cupping fondly at your breasts, thumbing at your nipples and chuckling when your breath hitches. however, he makes no move to alleviate the discomfort of his erection, and instead tilts his head towards the tv screen that's since been rolling end credits. you'd forgotten it was even still playing. "i'll give you one chance to start over for your reputation."

you huff, sitting up and shaking your head. "you can play it again, but i have a better idea." your grin is nothing short of completely devious.

before he can ask about it, you shift to straddle him again, slipping a hand between you and beneath his pants again. whatever he was going to say is lost in a gasp when you stroke his cock and pull down the band of his sweats with your free hand to release it.

"angel-" makki starts, but it dissipates into a deep, guttural groan when you take hold of him and run the head of his cock against your clit and the slippery folds of your pussy, until you're both moaning together.

the swollen head of his cock catches on your entrance, and you pull him in eagerly, sink down on him slow and smooth from how wet you still are. when he bottoms out he whispers curses under his breath, and you shiver and moan at the sweet stretch, the pressure of his shaft against your walls and the tip nudging right into your sweet spot, filling you in a way you can never get enough of, in a way only he can.

you wrap your arms around his shoulders, lean in to kiss him deeply, greedily, like you need his mouth more than you need air in your lungs. he obliges, responds in kind, the feel of you wrapped so snugly around him making him all the more desperate.

when you pull away, you wink at him, too. "okay. now you can start it over."

[captainderyn]

[Fictober] 14. “Yes. No. I don’t know.”

Prompt: 14. “Yes. No. I don’t know.”

Genre: Fanfiction (LOTRO)

Rating: T

Pairing: Raenor/Wulfwryn

CW: None

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Wulfwryn’s white-knuckled grip on Raenor’s arm was going to cut off all his circulation. He swore he could already feel his fingers starting to go numb. 

In the dark, musty basement of the Haunted Burrow, with a fog-like substance that burned his eyes, a massive paper mache bat popped out of the corner. 

Wulfwryn yelped, jumping so hard into his side that he almost toppled over. As it was he stomped in one of the mysterious puddles on the floor, splattering the liquid up his leg. 

“Sorry!” Wulfwryn gasped, pressing herself tight to his side, “I didn’t mean to run into you like that.” 

He couldn’t help his little laugh and she shot an accusatory glance his way, “That was scary!” 

“It was paper mache.” Pointing to the bat, which now hung down on its strings like a floppy, large puppet, Raenor grinned, “We’ve faced scarier out there.” 

“I know but--ah!” She practically jumped into his arms as they continued their trek down the hallway and a battered, articulated skeleton popped out of a barrel. 

Finding the concerned gentle-hobbit’s belongings in this haunted abode was going to take far longer than he’d anticipated. He couldn’t wipe the grin from his lips. 

He slid his arm around Wulfwryn’s side, pressing a kiss to her cheek and whispering in her ear, “Is my mean and scary warrior afraid of some paltry Harvest-fest decorations?” 

A hobbit lass shrieked up ahead and Wulfwryn jumped, shrieking herself when she walked right into some fake spider web. Flailing around she growled, “Yes! Wait no--” She swatted the cobweb out of her face, “I don’t know.” 

“You seem pretty scared.” Raenor crooned, though he pulled her flush against him when another jumpscare popped out from behind one of the corners. She whimpered. 

“We can leave…” he suggested and she immediately snapped, 

“Absolutely not!” 

Shuffling his free hand around in his bag, Raenor pulled out their list and ducked against one of the walls that emitted a sickly green light. It was just bright enough to read the hobbit’s messy scrawl. 

“We still have another three wings to get through.” he glanced askance at Wulfwryn, “We can head back and I can come back in alone…” 

“And have you face all these creatures all on your own?” Wulfwryn was doing a mighty job of plastering a tough look onto her face, drawing her brows low over her eyes, “Absolutely not!” 

Chuckling, Raenor pressed a kiss to her forehead. She tasted of salty sweat. 

“If you insist, meldanya.” he held out his arm and she wrapped herself around it once again, “Just follow my lead.” 

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I FORGOT TO SEND THIS EARLIER I WAS PLANNING TO DO IT LIKE YESTERDAY BUT WHAT WOULD WALTER AND GABRIEL DO FOR HALLOWEEN???? LOVE YOUR WORK AAAAA

AAA THANK YOU

[Masterlist] CW: Whumpee getting cruelly jumpscared by a cold and heartless whumper, -  oh, and mannequins 

That mannequin... his skin crawled every time he saw it. It was dressed from head to toe in a mask, jeans and a jacket. Every morning before he got up, Walter would move it to a different spot. Sometimes it was at the dinner table, sometimes it was sitting on the couch watching TV, sometimes it was right in front of his door... Walter would often know when he was awake based on the screams. 

'Hate' was not a strong enough word to describe how uneasy that thing was, but Walter loved doing it so much Gabriel didn't have the heart nor bravery to ask him to stop.

Halloween night came and Gabriel heard his name spookily called to dinner. He groaned with a sigh before slapped his book shut, rolling out of bed and putting on a brave face. 

When he came to dinner, no one was there. It was just the mannequin sitting on a chair in the corner of the kitchen, but with a bowl of candy sitting in it's lap. Of course it was only filled only with Gabriel's favorite and nothing else.

"Walter?" Gabriel called, spinning around the room. He sighed and crossed his arms, muttering in the weakest and shy voice-  "Dad?"

Still silent. He just embarrassed himself for no reason. Wonderful.

He stuffed his hand into the bowl with a groan until he fished something out- Until the mannequin moved and his hand was roughly grabbed. He choked a horrified gasp when it growled, squeezing his hand tighter as Gabriel jerked his hand away and scurried to the far side of the kitchen, gasping for breath with a hand on his heart.

The mannequin tore the mask off, revealing an ecstatic and laughing Walter.

'I- c-can't be-believe you d-did that! You set that thing up ALL WEEK so you c-could pull that!?" Gabriel cried, protectively holding his wrists. 

"Oohhh lighten up! Happy Halloween, son!" Walter cooed, sitting next to Gabriel's curled up on the floor to hug him and forcefully plant a kiss on his forehead. “Come now, that was pretty good.” Walter nudged, looking for praise. 

“Okay! Okay fine! It was good.” He admitted, crossing his arms and turning his nose away. “And you almost had candy before dinner! In one way I saved you. Now come on, your dinner’s getting cold.”

“And so is my heart.” Gabriel hissed. 

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[salsdemise]

Gundham and Korekiyo in a relationship hcs  (separate)

I had fun writing these lol.   TW/CW: slight V3 spoilers for Kiyo, other than that none! AU: non-kg/non-despair au Word count: 1,361(kinda long!)

HC’s under the cut!

Kiyo!

-I’ve done some on this but

-he’s a generally reserved person, not opening up about himself much if at all until farther into the relationship.

-His love language is giving you gifts!

-He travels a lot so by the time he’s back its like christmas lol

-if he comes home(assuming you live in the same apartment) at a time he knows ur asleep, he joins you in bed.  May not sleep if he’s had tea or something to drink, but he enjoys it when he gets in bed and you almost instantly cling to him.

-Doesn’t like to be touched, that being said he LOVES invading your personal space.  He’s wrapping an arm around your shoulders, waist, he’s spinning you around and goofing off, playing with your hair, ect. 

-try and do the same with him and he won’t tell you not to, but he will be quite stiff and still.  At least at the beginning of the relationship

-Loves 20’s and 30’s music? Like, Button Up Your Overcoat by Helen Kane? That shit slaps to him and if you like it too, then prepare to listen to it often.

-not one for public dates, loves dancing with you in your kitchen.  Loves picnics too!

-doesn’t matter if you can’t cook, he’ll eat it even if it’s mostly burnt.  He might even figure out a way to make what you make taste edible lol

-He loves taking photos of you randomly doing things.  Cooking dinner? He’s got a picture.  Drawing? Picture.  Reading? He’s got one. Picking flowers on a picnic date? Obviously.  You mid scream bc of a horror game jumpscare? He’s got two.

-If you end up asking about his bandages and stuff, he takes them off to show you various scars and marks.  If you ask, he tells you about the ‘welcoming’ he got from natives of an area he was visiting. He doesn’t tell you he almost died though lol.

-He’ll make you bracelets n stuff

-He likes falling asleep with you on top of him.  Helps him feel grounded and he loves holding you

-Fights are almost non-existent between you two.

-unless it’s about his trauma.  But you two don’t often talk about that unless he’s had a day where he can’t stop thinking and even then you just hold him while he cries and talks about it.

-healthy relationship <3

-If you have any trauma he’s more than willing to help you through your issues, making you tea, holding you, calming you down.  He’s a listener.

-He wants to know everything about you.  What you like, what you don’t like, what makes you happy, what to avoid.  He wants to make sure you’re comfy with everything.

-he always asks before touching you, kissing you, entering a room you’re in when the door is closed, calling you ect.

-You do the same.  You always ask if you can go into his room, if you can look when he has his mask off, if you can hold his hand and stuff.

-He has a little garden! Mostly roses, but he likes it.

-You’ve made him masks and he adores them.  His favorite has roses on the sides.

-Korekiyo loves you sm and you get along very well

-Valentines day you guys just stay inside and watch awful romance movies while cuddling.

-if you really want to go out, get ready because he’s not holding anything back. Gundham!

-Getting into the relationship is a LONG process. 

-And I mean LONG

-It probably starts when you find one of his Devas.  He’s looking for them and you’re just walking around with them on your shoulder and he nearly runs into you when he sees you have them and he’s like

- “Mortal, halt any further movement and unhand my Deva this instance!”

-ur just standing there with them on ur shoulder so you hold your hand out to it so it can climb on and then hand it to Gundham

-Mans shocked lmao like his devas clearly like you

-it happens three more times, all of them have gone missing once now

-He’s so confused???

-he starts following you around bc “your energy is...interesting, Mortal.  My Deva’s truly seem to like you and I'm inclined to see why.”

-just accept it he’s not leaving you alone.  Ever.

-if ur free after school he’s gonna ask you to go to the pet store he volunteers at too frequently (half the people there think he works there, he doesn’t but he might as well)

-if you say yes he’ll tell you about all the animals and let you hold them(might get you one if he likes you enough)

-Eventually he asks you out for real, he first asks you to go to the pet store again and you agree.  Then he takes you on a picnic near a cemetery (if you ask why not in he says “It’s quite rude to disturb the dead like that, Mortal.”)

-Durning the picnic his Deva’s bring out notes to you while he’s not looking

-they’re little notes with poems saying how much he loves you

-very sweet, very sweet.

-He notices eventually and mans goes RED.

-hiding in his scarf, he tells you how he feels

-obviously you say yes, and you two start dating (kazuichi would be over the moon lol)

-mind you this is like 4 years into the friendship, y’all are almost out of highschool by now

-It takes him a while to initiate contact with you, also takes him a bit to get used to you touching him in general

-one thing he’s used to quickly is having your arms linked.  He enjoys it.  The devas do too.  They can go from him to you!

-He’ll excuse himself 3 times a day to shower.  Man has hamsters on him constantly, wears no underwear and is a little paranoid about being smelly since he was bullied for smelling like a hamster when he was younger.

-You don’t mind at all, seeing him with his hair down is amazing every time.

-He likes it when you play with his hair but he won’t tell.

-the deva’s will though-

-when you guys get close enough(7 years friends, 3 years dating) he’ll be comfy with skin to skin.  And he adores it when you trace the many large and small scars on him from him training his animals.

-He isn’t someone to ask for cuddles, but when he’s had a rough day he’ll ask to lay down with you.  He likes laying with his head on your lap or stomach and his arms around your waist while you mess with his hair.

-He has hard days a lot when out of highschool.  So when he comes home from work (he works as a tour guide at a zoo change my mind) he likes to just,,,,collapse into you.  He likes when you hold his face and kiss his forehead

-he’s a very affectionate person in private!

-,,,clearly, as written

-Fights are super rare between you two. Like, super rare.  If you have an issue you both sit down to talk.  You listen and work it out, and then things are fine.

-he doesn’t eat most meats.  The only one he eats is fish.  He will not eat any other meat.

-meals are easy with him though, you try your best for him and he loves it. You can make meals with meat in them and remove the meat from half of it for him and when you do he’s so happy.  You think of him and he adores that.

-Lovey poems, notes, gifts, little things that make you both smile. 

-his love language is gifts and notes.

-He’s surprisingly popular with kids at his work, so when you go to visit him with lunch, you’re kinda surprised at first to see him crouched down with a group of 5-8 year olds, talking about birds and lizards.

-You wait till the kids are collected and then go over, smiling

-he’s a little embarrassed.

-Valentines day is a DAY for you two

-he goes all out with it and that’s all I'm saying