#dessy writes

[destinys-dragon]

Gift for @modest-starr for the @mcytblrholidayexchange. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it! Happy holidays!!!

Content Warnings: Possessive Behavior, Stalking, Unhealthy Relationships, Kidnapping, Heavy Angst, Hurt no Comfort, Needles, Fucked Up Coffee Shop Au, Non-Consensual Drug Use

[despairoftheendless]

Sandman Femslash Weekend

Sunday the 15th - Night Out

In which Wanda takes Barbie out for karaoke and they both get really drunk

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@sandmanfemslashfans @thesandwomen

It had been six months since Ken left Barbie- But Wanda reminds her that this just means it's the 6 month anniversary of her ditching that dweeb and moving to the big city, Thus cause to celebrate!

So instead of laying in bed and moping Barbie gets dressed, dusts her face with glitter and follows Wanda onto a bus heading to Chinatown.

Wanda takes her to a hole in the wall Japanese karaoke bar with a sign reading THE WHITE KITSUNE in bright neon letters. They split a big plate of shrimp gyoza and do shot after shot of sake that makes Barbie's throat burn in the best way.

Once they're nice and liquored up they make their way to the karaoke machine. Wanda starts them off because she's always been the confident one. She croons out a cover of "Love is a Battlefield" and Barbie can't help but think of how beautiful her singing voice is.

Next it's Barbie's turn, she decides to be bold and selects "I Wanna Dance with Somebody (Who Loves Me)". As she sings Wanda cheers her on from the sidelines and she tells herself the warm blush growing on her cheeks is just from the sake.

Next came even more sake and a particularly off-key rendition of "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun"; After that a cover of "Like A Virgin" where Wanda nearly fell over trying to spin like Madonna. Finally to end off the night they chose a duet to "Total Eclipse of the Heart".

As they harmonized as best as their slurred speech allowed they held each other's gaze. Cool blue eyes meeting warm brown in the dim lights of their shared karaoke room.

The subway ride home was surprisingly packed for the late hour. Without a seat to flop onto Wanda opted to nestle herself into the corner as Barbie leaned weakly against a metal pole and tried not to puke.

A sudden jolt lurched Barbie off. She would've fallen to the dirty floor if Wanda hadn't been quick enough to pull her close, Placing a strong hand on her back to keep her in place.

Barbie rested her head against Wanda's chest for the rest of the ride home.

She yawned and closed her eyes, Feeling perfectly safe despite the grime and crime of the New York subway system.

It was nice knowing Wanda was around to catch her if she fell.

[destinys-dragon]

Oh send a few Life series / Hermitcraft asks my way! I'll try to get out one or two little stories out a week! Will do platonic or romantic!

20 random prompts :p

come and get them while they're hot 🥧

"stop treating me like a fragile piece of glass"

2. "you were never supposed to see this"

3. "i can't imagine what the world is like at your size"

4. "what were you thinking?"

5. "why are you still afraid of me?"

6. "i'm sorry, i can't hear you"

7. "you have no idea what this is like"

8. "why was this your first idea for a hiding place?"

9. "what aren't you telling me?"

10. "please let me help"

11. "what is it going to take to get you to trust me?"

12. "i'm sorry, i had to"

13. "please don't leave, i don't want to be alone right now"

14. "stop gawking at me"

15. "i know you're there, so..."

16. "very funny, now put me down"

17. "who did this to you?"

18. "in my defense, i wasn't planning on getting caught"

19. "you're cute like this"

20. "your heartbeat is so loud..."

run with them and be free, tag me if you decide to use them! <3

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

was just thinking of price punishing his younger gf, by having her naked body pressed to the floor, and her ass perched in the air, just a few feet in front of his desk. he nudges her knees apart, so he can get a better view of her pussy. and he just goes about doing whatever the fuck he does, and he has her there for hours-- her knees aching and back sore from the sharp arch that he's put her in.

john looks up from a piece of paperwork, and he can see the way her pussy flutters; see the way her stomach heaves softly, the soft pushing movement making her pussy leak; juices pooling from her hole, down her swollen folds, and then to her inner thighs. she's creamy and slick; literally dripping onto the carpet, and john is suddenly salivating. and she's been a good girl, no complaints and minimal whines and pleas-- that he can't help but push back from his chair, knocking it over in his haste to get to her.

she's too out of it to really comprehend what's happening before she's mewling out, thighs quivering almost violently as his tongue is suddenly thick and hot against her pussy. john swallows down her slick like a man starved, each curl and pull of his tongue full of her cream, and he rumbles deep in his chest like some kind of beast. his large, meaty hands grip the fat of her hips almost bruisingly as he devours her quivering cunt, her taste has him feral. she babbles mindlessly, her eyes rolled back; clit fat and stiff in his mouth.

and it takes him an hour or so to finally pull away from her pussy; she's a pile of overstimulated flesh, her plush little mouth parted and saliva dribbling down her chin, she looks like she's going to pass out but the only thing john does is push his thick, long cock into her pussy and fuck her into the carpet, her knees sliding and burning. this was a punishment after all.

[deunmiu-dessie]

innocent!commoner reader who diligently gathers berries in the forest every day for the village children. innocent!commoner reader who happens to stumble upon a wounded soul along their customary route through the woods. innocent!commoner reader whose pure heart and selfless nature guides them to tend to him. innocent!commoner reader who prattles to the unconscious man every day when they check up on him. innocent!commoner reader who ought to be frightened of the monstrous being. innocent!commoner reader who should've just left him there. ˙◠˙

injured!minotaur who wakes up to the sight of a tiny human nestled at his hip, sleep. injured!minotaur who accidentally startles you awake with a pained rumble. injured!minotaur who thanks you begrudgingly for tending to his injuries. injured!minotaur who gradually becomes accustomed to your presence and your chatter as the days pass while he waits for a full recovery. injured!minotaur who finds your naivety cute. injured!minotaur who suddenly finds himself wanting to corrupt you in every possible way. injured!minotaur who mischievously tells you that the only way for him to get better is by using your body. injured!minotaur who forcefully removes your clothing despite your whiny protests. injured!minotaur who promises he'll be all better after using your tiny human hole. injured!minotaur who groans as you willingly part your legs for him, with wide, innocent, tear-filled eyes. "i-if you're sure it'll help." ˙ᵕ˙

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[linpunny]

Temptations

A/N: I was in desperate need of a distraction from the current WIPS i have and I stumbled upon this while looking through my files. I must have been very deep in my Lucifer stage to write this lol. I have no memory of writing any of this almost two years ago. THE audacity of me. UNEDITED and SLIGHTLY proof read but im also two beers in and i cant be bothered.t

Reader has a kitty but no pronouns

Word count: 1511

TW: Degrading, fingering (f. receiving), slight blood play, squirting, intimidation, demon lucifer, slight sex shaming, biting, masochist reader, masochism. Sadist Lucifer if i missed anything please let me know~

Ping!

Lucifer: I’m waiting. I thought I had told you to come to my room within the next five minutes? Which was almost ten minutes ago. (Read 5:25)

Ping!

Lucifer: It’s now been ten minutes ..

(Read 5:26)

Ping!

Lucifer: I can see you’ve read the messages. Do you really wish to make me wait any longer? (Read 5:26)

You were building up the courage to knock on his door. The skin of your knuckles grew white and a bead of sweat fell from your face. Your stomach did flips as you thought of turning around and running as far as you could from the demon you feared the most.  ‘Is he going to scold me? Did I do something to disappoint Lucifer, which would then disappoint Lord Diavolo??’ You groaned at the thought.

Yet you didn’t fear Lucifer because you were scared of him. You feared Lucifer because of what he did to you when he cast his cold disapproving eyes on you. You feared the feeling of warmth that pulled in your core when he chastised you. You feared the urges that grew hotter and deeper each time he sighed your name, clearly at his wits end with you.

“How much longer do you intend to stand there?” There he stood in the frame of the door scowling as he shook his head in frustration.

His sultry voice brought you back from your forbidden masochist fantasy, your eyes wandered from his torso up to his beautiful midnight black eyes, flecks of red glowing faintly. “I-“ he didn’t even let you finish let alone begin to make up an excuse before he grabbed you by the wrist and tugged you into his room.

 “Hmm, you don’t seem to understand how little patience I have left for you.”  He released his grip on you and quietly shut the door making sure to lock it before turning his attention back to you. He closed his eyes and breathed in your scent which was filling the room. It was pure torture to him.

Lucifer couldn’t explain the maddening feeling he got when his brothers hovered around you. His blood boiled at the thought of Mammon snaking his arm around your waist and whispering sweet nothings into your ear while you giggled in response.  Bile dared to spew forth when he walked past Levi’s room and he heard your sweet voice coming from behind the door. Just the thought of you being alone with any of his brothers was enough to bring him to the edge and back. You were his undoing, but tonight you would come undone in his arms. You were going to experience just how far you had pushed him into a corner, he would make sure of that.

 he took a step towards you his eyes never leaving yours. You took a step back trying to build distance between you and the demon who was burning a hole into your soul. The pattern continued until you finally were up against a wall, there was nowhere left for you to go. “Lucifer...” you shied away from his gaze as his body loomed over yours, intimidating you. He placed his gloved hands on the wall, locking you in place.  Instinctively you flinched as a heat began to throb in your core.

“I think it’s time for you to realize just what you do to me when you flirt with my idiot brothers.” His voice was nothing more than a whisper as he palmed at your neck, feeling the profound outline of your collarbone. He craned his head down and trailed a line of kisses down your jaw line to your collarbone. He stopped when your breath hitched and smirked into your skin before harshly biting down bearing his fangs into you. Your vision blurred as tears stung your lash line straining down your cheeks.

“Lucifer!” You groaned in agony. or was it in pleasure? At this point you couldn’t tell anymore but there was a growing wetness between your thighs as he lapped at the blood from his bite. His forked tongue trailed down farther just above the collar of your shirt, cleaning the blood that had escaped him.

“This is what happens when you fraternize with demons, tiny human.”

you tried to bite back the tears streaming down your face as you looked to Lucifer. his gaze almost animalistic. A black diamond now adorned his forehead, glistening ebony horns twisted from the crown of his head, his wings hummed violently. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Lucifer..I have a pact with all of you. You’re all special to me.”

“Special.” He frowned. There was nothing special about you freely fucking his brothers while he stroked his cock each night to the thought of you. His pride swelled as his cock twitched in response to your subservient look.

 “indulge me for a moment..” he brought his right hand to your chin and  lifted your face to be level with his, his gloved thumb ran across your bottom lip. “....” Heat rose in your cheeks  as he continued, “How many of my brothers have you taken so far? If you answer correctly I’ll reward you..” his mouth was now near your ear as he breathed hotly against your lobe, “If you lie I”ll have to punish you.“ his voice was laced with seduction, soft and velvety as he tried to cox an answer from you.

The correct answer was three. Mammon, Levi and Beel.

You gasped at his question, your mind went blank. Did he know the answer? Or was he bluffing? Was Lucifer toying with you? But then again, he knew everything. He always knew everything. Either way the reward was probably just as bad as the punishment would be. Punishment or reward..? It was almost as hard a choice as choosing life or death at this point. While you loved hearing Lucifer praise you, you loved the thought of him punishing you even more. How many times had you wished he would roughly bend you over his desk and ram his dick into you, mercilessly until you couldn’t even think straight?

 you answered his question, “One.” You pressed your body against his shamelessly, waiting for his divine punishment.

 Lucifer chuckled darkly “Wrong answer my little human.” Before you could process what was happening his lips were on yours, hot and needy. Lucifer peeled his gloves form his hands letting them drop to the floor he needed to feel your heat on his skin. His hand had slowly snaked down to your skirt as he squeezed the soft flesh of your thigh, the other hand tightly wrapped around your waist. Surely you would be bruised as he dug his fingers deeper into your hips,his full weight now pushing you flush against the wall. He brushed his fingers against your aching pussy, your panties soaked from your arousal. Lucifer couldn’t believe how wet you already were for him. He slid a finger in and you moaned into the kiss, your hands skimmed his torso and found a place wrapped in his hair, tugging and begging for  more of his touch. Your walls clamped around his finger as he moved it in and out edging you closer and closer to your climax. He groaned as you rolled your hips into him, a second slender digit inserted into you, curling into your sweet spot.

“Lucifer ahh...Luci..fer!!” His name lewdly fell from your mouth over and over as he continued to work your sex, his fingers plunged in and out in rhythm while his other hand grazed the top of your waistline. He slid down down your skirt and underwear, you gasped and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth to taste the forbidden sweetness of a human. the pad of his thumb began rubbing circles on your aching clit, the wet gooey sounds of your pussy echoing in the room.

You were so fragile, so soft, so lovely. Lucifer was losing himself. He broke the kiss, watching in awe as you trembled in his grasp. “Are all humans so easy? You look as if your about to cum. How disappointing.”

You nodded as your head lulled, falling onto his shoulder. Repeatedly Lucifer fucked his fingers into the soft spongy spot that had you seeing stars, this was as close to heaven as you would ever get. The hot coil finally bursting with one final rough thrust upward causing you to see white, as you creamed around the base of his fingers, warm liquid gushing out and painting your thighs.

Lucifer smirked as he pulled his drenched fingers from your quivering cunt. “How unsightly.” He scoffed as your legs gave out finally, strong arms catching you before you could hit the perfectly polished wooden floors as he wrapped his hands under your thighs picking you up, your legs wrapping perfectly around his waist, hands looping around his neck as he carried you to his bed gently laying you down.

The rest of his punishment would have to wait, you broke far too easily tonight. Lucifer had all the time within the three worlds to train you to be his perfect little human. After all, Lord Diavolo did entrust him to take care of Devildom’s most important foreign exchange student.

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[fanfic-chan]

Gardening Advice

(Windbreaker: Ler!Umemiya/Lee!Kaji)

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"Kajiiii~,"

"...."

"Kaji come on, don't ignore meee~,"

"...."

Kaji... Kaji... Kaaaaaajiiiiii-"

"Ugh! What?!" The blonde haired second year finally snapped, whipping his head around to glare at his senior, yanking the lollipop out of his mouth as he finally gave in to the relentless third year's pestering, who looked all too pleased with himself to be bugging his kouhai like this.

Garden Duty.

When Kaji had first heard his name called over the intercom assigning him to the task earlier this morning, he had gritted his teeth so hard in disdain that Enomoto had ended up scolding him for it.

The reason for his irritation being less targeted at the gardening part itself, and more towards the dreaded 'heart to heart' mushy kind of talk that Umemiya-san without a doubt intended to drag him into. Asking for help with his gardening was just Umemiya's favorite way of covering up an impromptu therapy session.

Real smooth senpai...

Umemiya, to his credit, hardly seemed offended by his withering glare or sharp response however, and instead the Bofurin leader merely breathed out a fond sigh at his kouhai's snippy response, shaking his head.

"Look Kaji.. I know you really don't want to be up here, but Enomoto and Kusumi are worried about you. You've been more irritable lately ever since the new first years arrived, and I want to make sure you're not getting burned out with all the extra responsibilities, that's all." He states, patient as ever, "I care about you just as I do everyone else here, so if there's something bothering you, I'd rather you talk to someone about it than keep it all bottled up inside."

Kaji's hand tensed a little around the sprout he was currently transplanting in the soil, taking in his senior's words with a reluctantly thoughtful expression. If he'd just been a little better at keeping it together, then he wouldn't have made his vices worry, and then Umemiya-san wouldn't-

"Kaji."

Umemiya's firm voice suddenly broke through Kaji's mental spiral, making the younger teen look up in surprise when the elder's hand suddenly settled around his own, a silent command to loosen his grip on the poor plant he'd been choking out this entire time, and his fingers reluctantly slackened.

"I'm not burned out." Kaji finally spits out after a long moment, sticking his lollipop back in his mouth to quietly quell his irritation. "It's just weird.. Having all those new guys coming up and asking me stuff like I'm some... I don't know, like I'm supposed to know everything or something..." He grumbles, looking down at the plant he'd just very nearly crushed in his grip.. It was only just barely beginning it's life, and yet he had very nearly let his temper take over and destroy it..

How Morbidly poetic..

Umemiya stares at him for a bit, settling his chin onto his open palm as he thought over what response he should give him. Sure, he could always just tell him to 'leave it to his big brothers' or to 'just take it one step at a time', but he had a feeling neither of those things would really do much to ease the boy's mind any.

"You know?" He finally began after a while, "When I first started gardening, I didn't have any idea what I was doing. I made a lot of mistakes. I'd end up overwatering something, not give it enough sun, sometimes I did something wrong and I wouldn't be able to figure out what exactly for weeks." He admitted, "It was frustrating, and it took a lot of time, trial, an error before I eventually found my footing with it."

"It was the same when I first took over here too. I screwed things up a lot. Sometimes the others would even have to step in and bail me out." He sighs, chuckling a little to himself as he recalled the many, many mishaps and blunders he'd made early on in his leadership.

"Everyone makes mistakes Kaji. No one can be perfect, and as much as I'd like to tell you that you'll do fine and that there's nothing for you to worry about, I can't honestly guarantee that you're never going to make a bad call, or fall short some days." He states honestly, causing the younger to frown a little.

"Leadership is difficult, and it's a learning experience. It's a path lined with both failure and success alike, and you're just about guaranteed to make a few mistakes along the way." He continues, "The important thing to remember through those moments though, is that it's ok for you to admit your shortcomings, and ask for the help of the people who decided you were the right person to put in this position in the first place. Your classmates, your vices, and even your upperclassmen, they wouldn't have chosen you for the job if they didn't think you could handle it. And when you can't? To have the wisdom to know when you need to ask for a little help."

Kaji gapes a little at that, eyes wide and chest feeling inexplicably lighter, and Umemiya laughs a little at his expression before playfully ruffling his kouhai's hair, causing the blonde to flush a deep red as he swatted his hand away irritably.

"Oi! What gives?!" He hissed, trying to fix his tussled hair in a fluster, while Umemiya merely laughed at him, completely unperturbed by the younger's complaints as he gently settled his hands onto his shoulders. Firm, steady, reliable, but not at all suffocating or overbearing. Never painful or forceful. Like a leader's hands should be, and he couldn't help but let his gaze briefly flicker down to his own. He wanted his own to be like that too, someday...

"Kaji." Umemiya repeated his name, catching his attention before he could begin to spiral again, and the blonde looked up at his senior questioningly.

Part of him was expecting Umemiya to continue expanding upon his earlier points again, or maybe start trying to pry more of his own thoughts out of him, much like a gardener tilling up the soil, agitating it to help the sprout grow better in the future.

What he didn't expect however, but perhaps maybe he should have, was...

"AahahaaAHCK?!? Wait! What are you-?! Don't- Ahahaaha!! U-Umehehemiya-sahahan!! Wahaha!! Hehey!!" Kaji screeched ungracefully when the older student abruptly released his shoulders, and quickly dove his hands underneath his arms, all thoughts both self deprecating and otherwise coming to an abrupt halt when his upperclassman suddenly began pinching and scribbling at the spot.

The younger teen let out a rather embarrassing scream as he jolted backwards, quickly trying to kick and scramble out of his upperclassman's hold, but unfortunately for him, his efforts came to no avail.

"No! No nohohot this!! Stahahahap!!" He giggled, squirming from side to side to try and escape the tingling sensation. Kaji really should've seen something like this coming... Umemiya had a downright awful habit of resorting to such methods as this whenever he got the inkling that one of his 'family' might not be in the best of spirits. Corny jokes, hair ruffles, tickling... All of that and more are a very real threat the moment a person decides to associate themselves with the likes of Hajime Umemiya...

And Kaji, unfortunately for him, was no exception...

"Ah! Ahahaahahmmmph!!" He giggled, growling a little and trying to suppress his childish reactions as his upperclassman gently pushed him to lay on his side, digging into his waist and stomach with playful pokes and prods that made him want nothing more than to crawl out of his skin right that very moment.

"Aawww Kaji, don't hide~." Umemiya cooed at him, laughing a little when Kaji tried to land a proper hit on him, only to miss entirely due to his lack of proper coordination at the moment. 'Curse you Umemiya! Curse you and your stupid plants, and your stupid smile, and your stupid, stupid-!'

"EYAAAAHA!! AAahahahaaha?! No!! Nohohoho! Nohohot thehehere!!" Kaji suddenly screamed, forgetting all about his mental cursing when Umemiya suddenly shifted his playful attention onto his ribcage, scribbling lightly over the bones in just such a way that it tickled like mad.

Some others in Kaji's past might have viewed the kid as a monster, nothing more than a troublemaking beast that couldn't control himself, but Umemiya didn't see him that way at all. In his eyes, Kaji was a lot like a fire. Something that could be dangerous when treated without the proper respect, but when nurtured correctly, it had the endless potential to provide a steady source of light and unwavering warmth that extended to every person fortunate enough to know him.

And it wasn't just Umemiya. To the others here in Bofurin as well, Kaji was considered family. He was one of them. Always would be, and because of that, it was his responsibility, as one of his many honorary 'older brothers' here at Bofurin, to make sure that Kaji was aware of that fact, and to also remind him that he was more than capable of the task that his classmates had entrusted him with.

First things first however, he needed to cheer the younger teen up a little, and judging from the happy and embarrassed flush that was currently spreading across the blonde's cheeks as he flopped around and giggled, this method was working just fine.

So he kept it up for a while longer, letting the melodic sound of his kouhai's laughter fill the silence, until eventually, Kaji seemed to have had enough and swatted him twice on the arm, Bofurin's universal and semi-official language for a tap out.

"Ahhh... Ahahaha... You- Youhohou're suhuhuch a... A jeheherk.." Kaji huffed out when Umemiya finally stopped, and he grumbled a little halfheartedly when he felt the elder tousle his hair a little while he recovered.

While Kaji lay there catching his breath, Umemiya stood and went to grab two ice cold water bottles from the cooler, holding beverage out for the younger to take once he had sat up properly, laughing a little when Kaji snatched the bottle from him with a pout.

A somewhat peaceful kind of silence settled over the pair after that, no other noise to disturb them but the sound of the gentle windchimes in the distance and the crinkling plastic in their hands as they both enjoyed the cool refreshments.

"You might not know what you're doing yet when it comes to supporting these new kids, Kaji, but don't forget that you're not the only upperclassman they have." Umemiya says after a while, looking out over the nearby town of Makochi with a soft expression, "All of them are different, and they each may end up needing different things from different people in order to thrive. No one person is able to be everything for any one individual, so if you ever find that there's something you're not able to provide for one of them, all you gotta do is steer them towards someone that can."

"Leadership isn't just about providing for and protecting the people under your charge yourself," He states, "it's also about helping those under you to find their own unique strengths and talents, and then directing them to people and positions that will best help them to utilize those gifts."

"As long as you can do that? I think you're going to do just fine Kaji. I believe in you, and a lot of other people have faith in your leadership abilities too. So don't worry so much, yeah?"

Kaji gaped at him, a small flush crossing the bridge of his cheeks in response to Umemiya's words, reminding the elder of a certain dual haired first year who seemed to share a similar set of struggles to the blonde in front of him. The two of them really were alike, even if neither one would ever willingly admit to it.

"Th-Thanks... Or whatever.." Kaji blurts out suddenly, voice small and bashful compared to the usually abrasive and blunt tones he was known for, not giving Umemiya even the slightest chance to comment on his moment of softness before he quickly stood and bolted for the door.

"D-Don't you dare think that means I'm forgiving you for tickling me though! I'll get you back!" The blonde promises, before slamming the door shut in a huff as he leaves. Umemiya chuckles a little at that.

Yeah. Bofurin definitely had a bright future ahead of it.

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[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

STOP, PLS HOLD ON

THE THOUSANDS OF WORDS I HAVE

THE SCENE, HELP ME---- IM CLOSE BUT SO FAR 😭

Edit Note: I'm really amazed by how much love this post got. Guess it just shows we're all in the same boat. I do have other humorous writing memes on this tumblr under the same tag, if you're interested. Never give up writing! ❤️

Edit Note 2: I can't believe this has reached 8000 notes. Been on tumblr for almost ten years (different account) and nothing like this has ever happened before. Thank you! 😊

[mossmx]

here it is

the bane of my existence

my personal crusade with the English language

asdfghjkhgaflkkhgklaf

[destinys-dragon]

MCYTBLR AuFest 2024

This is a fic I worked on with art from @crystalrainwing. Please go and check them out because they're such a great artist!! This was for the @mcytblraufest of 2024 and it was so much fun to work on!

[despairoftheendless]

Black eyed-Susan for Lucifer/despair or any other pairing that you feel fits!

I tried 🙈

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Black Eyed Susan - Justice - Revenge is sweet and so are you

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The Queen of Despair was dead.

Slaughter like an animal. Left to bleed on the floor like she was by a mortal of all things..

Lucifer held the railing of their balcony as they stared out at the bleak, miserable wasteland they ruled over. Despair had loved it so...

They can feel the metal denting in their grip ever so slightly.

The Twin watches them from the inside of their chamber.

Looking as disheveled as Desire possibly could. Their voice lacks its usual purr.

"So you agree that the usual punishments will be.. insufficient?"

Lucifer takes a breath;

"Yes…They deserve something.. special."

@honeyteacakes

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

no but it's true--- i posted those cod drabbles at like 3-4am

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

john price is a loving man. john price is also a man who loves holding you in his arms, fight me if i'm wrong. since he's usually away from home for weeks, even months at a time, whenever he comes home; he drops to his knees and buries his face in ur tummy to hug u, all while ur hands run through the soft tufts of his hair.

john price, even after fucking u like an animal in heat, thick cock bruising ur cervix, and having his skilled tongue pull orgasm after orgasm from u, is a touchy man. he pulls u into his chest and asks softly about the things that have happened since he's been gone, thick fingers brushing through ur hair. he's particularly fond of ur newfound dislike for the next-door neighbor.

[connected to this post!]

[deunmiu-dessie]

werewolf!ex-boyfriend who you've been out of a relationship for the last couple of months. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who can't get over you, who doesn't want to get over you. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who becomes dangerously obsessed with you, because you belong to him, he's already laid his claim on you. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who stalks you all over town. werewolf!ex-boyfriend thinking of ways to win you back. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who becomes desperate when you move on to someone else. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who follows you home from work one night. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who drags you into an empty alleyway, covering your mouth. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who whimpers and pleads, humping against your thigh. "just the tip, that's it. you don't mind, right?" ˙◠˙

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[linpunny]

Me when I look and see my taiju fics are still getting likes and my nsfw letter c cum fic is at 700+ likes 🥹🥹🥹🥹

[nymphoheretic]

@linpunny suffer with me

thinking about ex husband! nagi, who still visits to play with the kids. to see his children happy in their home.

thinking about ex husband! nagi, whose children visit every weekend, but he still insists on coming on tuesdays, knowing tuesday is your day off. who always says that "it's okay, i'm only staying a few hours for the children, honey," using the same petname you've asked him so many times to stop using.

thinking about ex husband! nagi, who tells the children he can't stay for too long, in hopes they beg their mommy to "let daddy stay home, just for the night"

thinking about ex husband! nagi, whose plan worked like a charm.

ex husband! nagi, who somehow finds his way back into your bed. who tucks the kids in their bed with goodnight kisses and, magically, he's on top of you. again.

you tell him you shouldn't be doing this, that the kids are still up and- fuck, you really shouldn't be fucking your ex husband.

but nagi knows you. he knows your body all too well. he knows where to touch to make you gasp, where to stroke to elicit these little gasps that make his day. or, well, his night.

and oh, nagi know how to make you feel so good.

"fuck- seishiro-" your breath came in short gasps, one hand gripping his wrist, the other grasping his shoulder. you could feel the sting of the cold metal ring he wore against your walls, tight cunt stretched out with his the magical work of his fingers.

"fuck.. baby.. i fucking missed this," his breath came into contact with your neck, lightly sweating at the heat of your bodies. "missed your sweet pussy. y' like that, hm? moan f'me, pretty."

when you don't oblige, his fingers push a little harder. thrust a little faster. go in a little further so they feel that sweet spot where you carve attention the most. it makes you moan aloud, earning a satisfied grin from him. you feel the heat rush up your face in embarrassment at the situation, one of the kids could walk in on you two at any given minute. and you don't assume nagi has locked the door.

"yes baby, just like that," he huffs a soft breath into your ear, intensifying the pleasure. "cum on my fingers baby, mhm? wanna see you make a mess on these pretty sheets"

his fingers remain relentless, pushing you further towards ecstasy with each thrust. your hips push in rhythm with his wrist, eyes shut and breath heavy. and nagi is an insistent man, his determination to make you come undone on his pale fingers unwavering. each thrust faster than the previous.

and you do.

you see stars, calling his name softly after each hissed breath. sucking air in, he feels your approaching orgasm. it's a melody to hear, an a sight to see. there's nothing nagi enjoys watching than the way your eyebrows crease in the space between and your mouth fall agape in soft pleas and whimpers.

"yes, yes, just like that," he encourages you, "just like that, that's a good girl."