#god this is turning into an art blog and I am sorry

[dynasty889]

Okay so these doodles are both meant to be Odysseus. The first one is like teenage Odysseus. The second one I’m thinking is Odysseus post-spending seven years against his will on Ogygia (yes I know the hair is a little f’d up on the second one gimme me a moment)

(I was gonna try to also draw a body for the second one but I gave up as usual)

[motherforthefamicom]

redownloaded an old art program

[lovecoredeity]

I’m gonna try n post art either tomorrow (aka later today) or the day after

[dhoranbolt]

Devilish

a/n: Happy (late) Valentine's! I suck at time management this was supposed to be out like a week ago lmao. Brought to you by that one Sukuna art, Fleabag, the songs Church/Devilish by Chase Atlantic, and really just my priest kink in general, yeah.

Disclaimer - I am not super religious forgive me if none of this makes sense lmao idk

Friendly reminder- if your age isn't easily accessible on your profile I will not be tagging you! That said if you'd like a tag in future works let me know and I'll add you to the list!

Bestie beta reader: @yukios-medic ily ma'am as always you keep me sane 🥹💙

Pairing: priest!Sukuna x fem!reader

cw/tw: minors/ageless blogs DNI, priest kink, degradation, reader is called good girl, oral (female receiving) unprotected sex, cream pie, dirty talk

Word count: 5.7k

She’s seen him around the coffee shop she frequents every once in a while. ‘Gorgeous’ might be an understatement – maybe ‘sculpted by the gods’ would be a more accurate description.

He’s tall, muscular, from what she can tell under his loose-fitting tee and jeans. She swears she’s not gawking, but with the tattoos that line his face and arms, so intricate yet simple, his fluffy pink hair, could anyone really blame her for staring a second too long?

He’s so breathtaking, she might just be showing up to the coffee shop more often than she used to just in the hopes of glimpsing him a little longer. Maybe in a different t-shirt, maybe in a suit– okay stop.

She’s decided to take a seat while she waits for her order to be called out, not having paid particular attention to who from the list of regulars she sees strewn about the shop.

“Order for Father Kuna!” She huffs a small laugh out as the barista calls the name with such a straight face, and then pink hair is blocking the view. Her breath catches in her throat the moment he turns around to walk back to his table with a grin, and their eyes meet. Her heart jumps into her throat, but the moment is only that- a moment, and then he’s moving out of her view, back to the table of other men laughing as he rejoins their group.

She chances a look that way to see a man with long black hair, and another with short white hair. She looks away before any of them can feel her eyes on them. It was enough that he was so attractive, but all three of them?

It’s not the first time she’s seen him smile, but it is the first time he���s looked at her, smile widening as they lock eyes.

–

Granted, it’s only Tuesday, this whole week has been one inconvenience after another, and her visit to the coffee shop is not an exception. In her rush to find caffeine, she’d neglected to bring her wallet with her. So, imagine her surprise when she moves to pull it from her purse and pay, only to notice it missing.

She’s huffing as she frantically looks through the bag again. The cashier in front of her looks bored, like this is probably not the first time this exact situation has taken place today, and if the world could just open up and swallow her whole right now, that would be great–

“I can pay, if you can’t find your wallet.” A voice calls from behind her, and if her cheeks weren’t already red from embarrassment at her current situation, they would be now.

Turning to look at the owner of the voice, she’s met with an abdomen, and as she follows it up, black tattoos come into view, and so does pink hair, and are his eyes red–

“Oh, please no, it’s fine I’ll just–” He laughs, and she feels like every inconvenience in her life could just melt away at the sound.

“I insist. Besides, what kind of good Samaritan would I be if I left a damsel without the caffeine she looks like she might break down without?” Her face scrunches up at his comment, but before she can question it, he’s stepping past her to order his own drink and pay.

“I was joking, by the way. About the caffeine comment. I’m sorry if it came across rude, you just looked a little you could have used a laugh. Long week?” She laughs and nods as they wait off to the side for their drinks.

“The longest. And thank you for paying, really you didn’t have to, but I appreciate it, nonetheless.” He grins again and her heart might actually jump out of her chest at just how painfully gorgeous this man is.

“It’s no issue, I like helping people where I can.”

“Well, I’m going to pay you back after this, just so you know.” He chuckles and shakes his head.

“There’s no need, we’ll say I just did it out of the kindness of my heart and leave it at that.”

“I don’t like feeling like I owe people.”

“Then don’t feel that way.” She lets out an exasperated huff as she looks up at him, but he’s grinning down at her again.

“Okay fine, fine. How about this? How about you can pay me back, by meeting me… Here.” He says as he scribbles an address out for her on a napkin. He hands it over, and she takes it with a raised brow, looking at the unfamiliar street name and number.

“You want me to bring your money to an address I’ve never been to before?” And there’s a sparkle in his eyes as he looks down at her.

“I don’t even know you.”

“Sure you do,” he says with a nod, continuing on, “I’m Sukuna, the devilishly handsome coffee shop patron who doubles as your knight in shining armor for today.” She laughs as he grins.

“Okay, well, what makes you think you know me?” And he pretends to think for a minute.

“Well lets see, I’ve seen you around this little shop long enough to know that you’re a woman of your word.”

“How, this is the first time we’ve ever exchanged words.” She scoffs another laugh.

“Oh so you have noticed me around then?” And anything she says next would give away the fact she did notice him around, so her jaw opens and closes silently as she debates on what to say next.

“I-” And she’s saved by the barista interrupting her derailed train of thought.

“Order for Ryomen!” He moves to the pickup bar, taking the two drinks in hand and walking back to her.

“Meet me there tonight, seven fifteen.” And she’s still trying to register what’s even really happening as he hands her the cup.

“What is this like a date?” The words leave her mouth before she can stop them, and she bites her tongue as he chuckles.

“Yeah, something like that. Just come, then consider your drink paid for.” And how could she say no to him?

“Okay sure,” she laughs nervously, “I’ll be there, Sukuna.” And she savors the way his name sounds, rolling off her tongue.

“I’m looking forward to it, enjoy your drink.” He says with a smirk, before leaving her in the coffee shop. Sitting down at a nearby table, she pulls out her phone to look up the address she’d just agreed to meet a semi-total stranger at, and when it loads on her map she’s left even more confused than before – it’s the address to a church.

–

She’s sitting in the parking lot of the church, staring at the doors in contemplation. She’s not very religious, but the curiosity of finding out just what he could possibly be asking her here for, is why she’s making her way to said doors once the first few groups of people pass. She laughs to herself at the mental image of the church setting her ablaze the second she steps in.

Looking around at everyone sitting down, she’s searching for pink hair, but doesn’t see it. For church on a Tuesday night, the place is almost packed. She barely finds a seat with breathing room from the sea of faces around her.

‘It is only eight past seven though, maybe I’m just early.’ She thinks, trying to calm her rising nerves. What is she even doing here? It was so easy for a handsome stranger to coax her into following him to some random church, surely this was not the stellar survival instinct of someone who doesn’t get serial murdered.

The minutes tick by, and she’s about to just get up and leave, mortification starting to settle at the fact she believed he would even show up, when a familiar voice gathers all attention to the front of the room, and she freezes.

What exactly is she supposed to make of the sight before her? Black tattoos, pink hair, muscular body, covered up in black clothing, complete with the white tab collar. If the building wasn’t going to set her on fire before, it surely would now.

“Good evening, everyone. For those of you that are joining us for the first time tonight, I’m Father Ryomen.”

He’s looking out into the crowd as he speaks, eyes scanning the rows of people for her. When his eyes land on her, her breath catches in her throat, shivers running through her entire body.

‘There is no way in hell that I am horny in church right now.’ But there is a way, and his lip is currently curling up at the corner as he looks at her.

So, she sits for the next hour and a half, listening to the sound of his voice as he goes on through his sermon, not retaining anything except for how smooth his voice sounds, booming off the walls. He gives his closing words, and everyone around her begins to get up. Some filter out, most stay back to chat with him, and she decides to wait until there is no longer a line leading up to him.

The last big group of people finish up, and she’s finally had ample time to process the image before her as she makes her way toward him against the leaving crowd.

“You made it.” He says with a warm smile, and her stomach twists.

“I won’t lie, I thought you were joking still when I realized it was a church. So, a priest, huh?” He laughs with a nod.

“Forgive me, father, if I didn’t take you for the type.” Sukuna smirks down at her, and for a second, she swears there’s a mischievous glint in his eyes. It’s gone just as soon though, and she chalks it up to the lighting.

“Most people don’t, with the tattoos and all. I don’t mind, though. I use it as a way to show it is not our place to cast judgment upon others. But services are over, please, just call me Sukuna.”

“How very religious of you, Sukuna.” She hums.

“And what about you, then?”

“Honestly? I’ve never been very religious.” She shrugs, ‘but I can see why the people at this church would be’.

“And yet I talked you into coming? Surely that’s got to mean something.” He jokes as he rests a hand on her arm for a second.

“It does, if I’m not mistaken, my drink is now paid for in full.”

“Hah.” He fake laughs, and the sound makes her stomach flutter as she looks around.

“I should probably get going though, I think we’re the last two here.” She notes, seeing the fact everyone else has filtered out of the church, before looking back up at him.

“Why don’t you stay with me and lock up, I want to show you something.” Conscious of the fact she still doesn’t really know him, she raises an eyebrow at him, searching his face for any ill-intent.

“It’s nothing bad, I promise. I don’t bite, if that’s what you’re worried about.” And she doesn’t sense anything bad about him, his words seem genuine. There’s something about him though, she can’t quite place. It doesn’t set off alarm bells, but it piqued her interest, making her stomach knot in anticipation.

So, she follows him. Chatting about nothing in particular as he tidies around, and they lock up the church for the night.

“You know, I would have never in my wildest dreams, guessed priest.” He threw her a smile.

“So what did you dream about me then?” Her cheeks burn, and she busies herself with the now very interesting chip in her nail polish as she flounders for a response. But he hooks his finger under her chin, grabbing her attention.

“Hey, I’m kidding.” He says, leaning down to catch her eye, and her heart stops. She’s not sure what she’s doing as she stares back into scarlet eyes, but the air around them changes. Suddenly, it’s thick with desire, so thick she could almost choke on it. And she can feel the gap between them slowly closing- he licks his lips, eyes glancing down at her own for just a second.

“C’mon, we’re not done yet.” He says softly, before pulling away. Her head is swimming, was she just about to kiss the hot coffee shop priest inside the church, no less? But she doesn’t dwell, he’s already moving to the other end of the hall, and she’s quick to catch up.

“It’s usually one of the other two fathers and myself,” he explains as he moves through the church, checking doors and tidying up as he goes. “unfortunately they’re both out this week.”

“And that leaves poor Father Ryomen to take care of the church all by himself?” She teases, and he scoffs.

“They’re unreliable as it is. Though the current company isn’t an undesirable exchange.” He winks at her, and not for the first time tonight, she wonders why he’s called her here.

“Why did you bring me here?”

“To repay your drink from earlier.” She rolls her eyes with a smile.

“That is so not why you dragged a stranger to your church.”

“Why do you think I dragged you here then, hmm?” He whispers, eyes slipping down to her lips again before searching her face.

“And I already told you, we aren’t strangers.” As he says it, it really does feel true. She doesn’t feel out of place next to him, doesn’t feel like she shouldn’t be here, even if this is the first time she’s stepped into a church in years. She takes his shift in conversation and runs with it, not answering his previous question. The thought he’d brought her here for anything other than to listen to him preach was starting to take hold, and she’d rather not read the room wrong and tell him what she was really thinking.

“It’s been so long since I’ve been to church, I thought maybe I’d be struck down the moment I made it inside.” She laughs, stepping past the door he holds open for her into a new room.

“Have you ever done confession before?” He asks, moving to refill the holy water.

“Can’t say that I have, but I get the gist of it.”

“Enlighten me.” He’s glancing at her with a stern look on his face as he caps the bottle.

“You sit on one side, us sinners sit on the other.” and at that he cracks a smile, chuckling.

“Keep going, you’re on the right track.”

“And, they tell them to you and you forgive them on god's behalf.” He shakes his head, still smiling.

“Want to give it a go?” She looks at him with an arched brow, and this time she laughs.

“You did this on purpose didn’t you, paid for my drink to get me into a booth. I’m almost positive that falls under coercion, y’know.”

“Oh c’mon, just try it. Don’t you trust me?” And there it is again, that mischievous glint in his eyes that makes heat pool in her lower stomach. She bites her lip.

“No I trust you just fine Sukuna, I just-” But he’s placing a hand at the small of her back, leading her to the booth at the front of the room.

“What are you doing?”

“Going to wash you from years of sin.” He whispers as he leans down to her ear, and a shiver runs through her.

“You’re joking-”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” And he’s reaching over her to slide the curtain aside, motioning for her to sit.

“I don’t think-”

“Then don’t. Be a good girl, have a seat.” Her stomach flips at his words, and there’s that smirk again. Like he knows exactly what he’s doing to her. What could humoring him hurt? She’s moving, brushing past his reach to sit on the hard wood. He gives her a nod, closing the curtain.

“I’ll be right on the other side, then I’ll talk you through it.” 'I bet you would' and the words are flashing in her mind before she can stop them. Maybe five hours ago, before she knew he’d sworn himself to a life of celibacy and Jesus, his hands all over her had been attainable. But now? This just felt like torture- and yet here she was. Being a good girl for him, and sitting in his booth.

She chews her lip, shifting her thighs together.

“Nervous?” He asks, hearing the noise. She stops moving, shame washing over herself. Not only was she trying to relieve some of the tension between her legs in a church- Sukuna could hear it.

“Y-yeah, something like that.” She laughs, putting her hands to her face.

“You have nothing to worry about. Sinning is innately human, that’s why you come to me.” And did she really come to him? Certainly not for this, but again, here she was. When he realized she wasn’t going to speak up again, he continued.

“Let’s start off with this, just say what you can read off the little plaque there.”

“Sukuna-”

“Aht aht,’ he cuts her off “I’m Father, in the booth, little one.” Heat pools between her legs at his tone. It’s playful but firm, and she can’t help the way she’s biting her lip to not make a sound. She follows his instructions, and- this feels ridiculous, what are they doing exactly? Why is she still doing it?

“What are they?”

“I don’t,” she wracks her brain for an answer. Being here in the first place, premarital sex, lusting for a priest, lusting for said priest while in the church.. The list was long, and she wasn’t sure saying it aloud would make the dull ache she was currently feeling any better.

“Don’t be shy now.” And he says now like he knew something she didn’t, about what was really going on here.

“I’ve watched Twilight.” It’s the first thing to come to her mind that doesn’t elude to the fact she’s going home to stuff a dildo into her aching walls while she thinks about him tonight. The answer catches him off guard, and he chuckles. Turning to the wicker wall dividing them. She can’t physically see him looking at her, but she can feel his eyes on her through the divider.

“Twilight, really?” Her cheeks turn pink, and she looks right back at him.

“Look I read it was like, devil worship according to the church in some article, okay?” He shakes his head with a smile.

“The woman who I met in the coffee shop just doesn’t strike me as the type to watch vampire movies, is all.” He teases.

“Oh like you’ve never watched a single fantasy movie.” He’s quiet now, and she blinks.

“… Not a single one, ever? Isn’t lying a sin, Father?” She challenges.

“We should stick to the topic at hand, sinner.” Her jaw drops and she scoffs in disbelief.

“Okay, well, the next one is that I have tattoos.” She can just imagine the look on his face right now.

“That’s a common one.”

“I’m still surprised they let you, with the tattoos.” She notes, smoothing out her dress over her thighs.

“I can be very convincing, when I need to be.”

“What is that like code for something?”

“My charm helps, even the little old ladies got over them when I flashed a nice smile.”

“I’m sure you’re very popular with all the grandmas.” She laughed.

“Not as popular as Father Gojo, but he’s always been the type to flirt with most things that have legs, regardless of age.” And he has to keep from rolling his eyes or talking any further down on the white haired man.

“I thought flirting was like, forbidden in your religion.”

“Not necessarily forbidden. frown upon, sure, side-eyed possibly.” She could live with side-eyed, hell she could live with frowned upon too. She wasn’t the one that took an oath of never sticking her dick in someone else. But she was the one that decided she wanted a priest of all people, to stick their dick in her. That wasn’t much better for her in the long run though.

“I think that about covers all my transgressions up to this point. Hey, does it still work if I confess to something I eventually will do? I think that’s a much better way to run this whole thing.” Sukuna chuckles, she’s definitely warmed up to being here with him, he can tell in the way she speaks so freely.

“That covers everything huh? Sure you’re not missing anything?”

“Like what?”

“How about, ’I’ve been eyeing up a priest for the past month now’.”

“I- what?” Her voice catches in her throat, jaw dropping and face burning. This visit had just taken a left turn, there was no way he’d just said that.

“Go on, say it. Unless of course, I’m wrong? Just remember, lying is a sin.” She can hear the smirk in his voice, but he doesn’t stop.

“Maybe, ‘I’m so turned on I can’t even sit still’.” Her breath catches in her throat- how could he have known that.

“Or how about, ‘I’ve even made a priest question where his loyalties lie’.” Her body was hot, a fire growing in the pit of her stomach. She takes a shallow breath, mouth feeling dry. She was going to have to answer him at some point, situational whiplash or not. She might as well try to level the playing field while she was at it,

“I’ll own up to mine, but not yours.” He chuckles, and it’s deep, ringing in her ears.

“Perhaps we should switch sides of the booth then.” Listening to a hot priest tell her just how into him she was, wasn’t exactly how she’d imagined tonight going. But when she really thought about it, what other way could tonight have gone?

She heard him shifting on his side, before the curtain was being drawn back. And her handsome, well put together priest, was no longer looking quite so put together anymore.

His hair looked like he’d been running his fingers through it, shoulders moving in sync with his breathing as he gripped the side of the booth.

“Lust is a sin too- but sometimes I just can’t help myself.” She swallowed hard at his words, frozen in place as she stared up at him, red eyes burning into her.

“I can always get on my knees, ask god's forgiveness afterwards.”

“Sukuna…” And she’s watching him slowly sink to the floor before her. Even as she looks down at him, she doesn’t get the feeling that she’s the one in charge of this situation. He moves forward, caging her against the back of the booth, his face inches away.

He looks so different from what she normally sees at the coffee shop; lips twitching up in a smirk as he reaches over to caress her cheek. He certainly doesn’t look anything like a priest, let alone a respectable one. He looks devilish, like he’s been waiting for an opportunity to get her here. And she can’t say it’s not exactly where she wants to be.

He leans closer to pull her into a kiss. The first one is slow, tentative, even though they’re both so clearly worked up. Pulling back to look her in the eyes he searches them, before they both crash their lips together.

“Mmm- wait- wait!” She can barely get the words out against his mouth, pressing her hands against his chest. He pulls back, looking at her in concern that he’d over stepped.

“What about- what if someone sees us?” The concern on her face that someone would catch them doing this, and not the fact that they’re still going to, is so cute of her.

“We locked the doors, didn’t we?” He grins and lets out a breathless laugh as the realization crosses her face. The son of a bitch planned this whole thing. He dips back in to claim her lips again, hands traveling down her sides to her ass, sliding her to the edge of the seat.

“From the moment I first laid eyes on you, I knew you’d be the reason.” He’s pressing kisses along her jaw, down her neck, anywhere he can reach.

“What?” She breaths, not really hearing him as her eyelids flutter. She’s too wrapped up in the whole situation, in how soft but firm his palm feels against her face as she leans into his touch. How wrong but right it feels for him to touch her, even just like this.

“Knew I’d stumble,” His thumb traces her bottom lip, tugging it down, and she opens her mouth instinctively. He’s using the grip on her jaw to turn her face to the side, planting kisses below her ear as she shutters, whining at the feeling.

“It’s like you knew, walking into a church wearing a dress. Walking into my church, wearing that dress. Did you wear it because you caught me staring a little longer when you would?” He’s rough, pressing his lips along her neck, across her chest, sucking, biting his way further down her body.

Her head is spinning. This was wrong, wasn’t it? But the fact it was wrong only turned her on more. She’d never wanted, needed, someone to fuck her so badly before. His hands are everywhere, kneading her chest, pinching at her hardening nipples.

“I asked you a question.” Sukuna’s still pinching at her bud, and she can barely concentrate enough to whimper a ‘yes’.

“Yes what?”

“Yes… Yes… I wore it just for you.” He sucks his teeth with a grin.

"Be a good girl and keep your eyes on me, I want to see them.” He pulls away from her and slips further down, running his hands from her knees up her thighs, pushing her dress up as he does. She’s instinctively parting her legs, letting him ghost his lips up the inside of her thigh. Sukuna presses his thumb against the wet spot on her panties, looking up to see her squirming closer as he does.

“Patients is a virtue, sweetheart.” He warns as he drags the lacy fabric down, discarding it off to the side. She huffs with a pout,

He presses his thumb to her clit, rubbing slow circles as she twitches below him.

He rubs a finger through her slick folds, slowly pushing into her. It's easy, she's so wet, whining for him so needily, and he's already working a second one in.

"Eyes on me, you're going to look at me while I make you cry." She could finish right here, he was so calm yet demanding. Scissoring his fingers inside of her he moved his thumb, dropping his mouth over her clit as he sucked.

Her thighs are fighting to close against him as he slides his fingers into her, tongue moving in slow circles. It's cramped in the booth, but Sukuna still finds the space to use his arms to hold her legs open. She's biting her lip so hard as she watches him, body tense. Her grip on his hair is tight, and she doesn't know if she's trying to pull him closer or push him away as the pleasure builds in her abdomen.

Sukuna doesn't stop as he feels every part of her clench, her body rigid and she takes everything he's giving her. He's sucking as he moves his tongue just a little faster, fingers sliding in and out of her slick cunt as he curls them inside of her. Her back arches, legs shaking as her walls clamp down on his fingers, pulsing as her orgasm washes over her. She's gripping his pink hair, trying as hard as she can to keep her eyes on him as he works her through it.

He's watching her with determination, listening to her cry his name, as his cock strained in his pants. With a few more shallow pumps of his fingers he pulls out and she whines.

"Greed is a sin too, sweetheart." He says as he lifts his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. She breathes in softly as she watches, the low grown leaving his mouth making her stomach flip.

"Taste divine, I'd keep you here for hours if I could." He moans, pressing his mouth to her glistening cunt as he lapped her clean. She cried out at the over stimulation, hands flying to his head, trying to push him away. He simply takes both her wrists in his hand, holding them at bay.

"Try to stop me again, and it'll be a long night for you in this booth." He warns, pulling back to look at her. A rush floods her body at the thought, and he's leaning up to kiss her again. She's eager to return it, lacing her fingers through the hair at his nape.

Sukuna pulls her up on shaky legs, turning them so he can sit down instead, pulling her to straddle him. He presses her down over his clothed bulge, grinding up into her as he pulls away.

"You gonna be a good girl and have a seat?" She whines, grinding right back down onto him with a nod as she runs her hands down his chest, fumbling with his belt. He rubs his hands up and down her sides as she works, whimpers of frustration falling from her lips as she works on his pants.

"Patients is still a virtue." He hums, kissing the side of her neck. She can feel how thick he is even over his pants, but she's not ready for just how thick he actually is when she works him out of his clothes. Her jaw drops with a gasp as she runs her thumb over his slit, already dripping with precum. Sukuna hisses, hand flying down to grip her own. 

"I said sit." He says, gripping her hips to lift her over him.

"You're so-"

"I'll fit, don't worry." He soothes as he moves her, rubbing his head between her folds a few times before slowly pulling her down. Her hands fly to his shoulders, gripping tight as he slowly stretches her out, making room for himself as he breaks her open over him.

"Sukuna, Sukuna!" She whimpers.

"You're doing so well, look at you." He praises, brushing his thumb over her cheek. She doesn't think she can take anymore, and yet her walls are practically sucking him further in, begging for more. God no one's ever felt like this before, he filled every space inside of her.

And then the back of her thighs are flush against his own, as he slowly rocks into her.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" He coos, and she shakes her head, mind already hazy from the pleasure.

"No." She whimpers, and rolls her hips with a cry.

"Fuck you're so much." She sobs, body shaking.

"Yeah? But you're going to take it." And he's pulling out, only to slam back up into her. She screams, nails digging into his arms as he holds her. He sets a steady pace, and after the first few thrusts she starts to move too, bouncing herself over him, pushing him further into her tight heat everytime their hips meet.

Sukuna pulls the top of her dress down, sucking a nipple into his mouth. All she can do is moan and grind harder down into him. Looking down between them she watches as he disappears into her, and it should be terrifying, just how much of him there is- yet she's accommodating every thick inch. And then she sees it when he pulls away from her chest- the bulge in her lower abdomen. She takes a shaken breath, and presses down on it.

“Oh my god fuck!” she whines, throwing her head back as her legs shake.

“When I’m this deep in you, the only God you should be crying for is me.” Sukuna growls, fingers digging into her sides to hold her in place as he fucked up into her. She clenched around him at his words and he grinned.

“Oh she liked that, did she?”

“Sukuna-! Fuck I’m gonna cum!” She cried, nails digging into his arms. He drank in the way she looked, jaw dropped in a silent moan, lip quivering. He wasn’t going to last much longer either, with the way her walls fluttered around him, sucking him deeper with every thrust.

“Where should I-”

“Fuck- inside, I don’t care just please-” She was shaking her head, rolling her hips into him as she babbled. Sukuna gripped her chin, forcing her attention on him.

“Say it again, like you mean it. Like you want it.”

“Please Sukuna, finish inside me. Wanna feel you inside me!” Her walls clamped down hard around him as she cried. He lifted a hand to wrap it behind her head, pulling her forehead against his own.

“There it is, take it. Be a good girl and cum for me.” He growled, watching as she came undone before him; jaw dropped in a silent moan as she pulsed around him. Sukuna fucked her through her orgasm, sending him right over the edge into his own. She whined at the feeling of him painting her insides in hot spurts, grinding further into him as they both pant.

It was quiet, aside from their breathing as they came down from the high, lustful haze being left behind. She cleared her throat, realizing they’d have to clean up the mess that was going to drip out of her.

“Well…” She started, beginning to pull back when Sukuna stopped her.

“Where do you think you’re going?” The question takes her aback as she stutters for an answer.

“I just- I thought- the mess…?” He grins lazily up at her, swiping a thumb over her bottom lip.

“Did you really think I brought you here just for one fuck?”

“Technically you brought me here over coffee.” She giggled, leaning into his palm.

“Leave your wallet at home more often then.” He demands, and she swallows hard, gasping as he bucks up into her again.

Tags: @saiki-enthusiast @alice-smutthoughts @idktbhloley @rezitio @matchat3a @mo0nforme @bleach-your-panties @fateisnotafactor @lov3ly-bunny @antishadow2021 @xo-evangeline @ackachii @tiredravenette @carpioassists @yoongislatinagff @unoriginalidea @i-likebread @squishybabei @emyyy007 @bitchykittenconnoisseur @kokushibosgirl @wishandluck @kimchi-zaks @kyriekurokami @not-brionnne @andic137 @tang3r1n @mammon-s @yuujispinkhair

[ghostlystarwanderer]

✈️ Give a shout out to a fan artist / fic writer / etc. in the fandom that you appreciate!

(Feel free to add more than one.)

God I am going to tag so many people. /silly

Sorry in advance to anyone that gets tagged in this.

@wyvchard Their writing about their Phoenix is absolutely phenomenal. The writing they’ve done with radio host Phoenix makes me go insane!

@phoenix-and-found-family Also has some top tier writing, their Phoenix needs a whole bunch of therapy immediately.

@the-one-and-only-043 Another amazing writer, their Phoenix is already thankfully in therapy.

@enhanced-operatives-division Makes some amazing art that I go insane over!

@agent-calivide Another amazing writer and her analysis's are always a great read!

@agent-toast An amazing artist! I very much want to steal their style.

@definitelyunhingedagentphoenix Their writing is also really good and their text posts always make me laugh!

@operationjetset Another amazing artist, I live their little creature of a Phoenix!

@tillywunderwing An amazing writer! That’s right get your own asked game turned against you!

@neurotonic Another amazing artist!

@purplebehittindifferent Also an amazing artist! Her comics are so sweet and funny! I also love how she draws mute Phoenix signing!

@solobodor Is also another amazing artist! Her world building is also very interesting!

I am cutting myself off here, yes there are more people I can talk about and tag. But I think that’s enough right there for one post.

(Also I tried to tag the ieytd focused side blogs instead of the main blogs if you had one. So if I tagged the main one instead sorry. Also sorry if I got any pronouns wrong.)

[welcometololaland]

Hi! So I’m new to the Tarlos fandom and you seem to be really nice… so if you could help me navigate this space I would be very grateful. So how’s the fandom what can I expect ? What are the accounts to follow?

I understand if you’re not available to answer and if it’s not your thing but thank you anyway.

HELLO! Welcome <3 This certainly is my thing - I'm always available and happy to answer any and all questions when it comes to Tarlos content.

First up, a warm welcome to the Tarlos fandom - we are happy to have you here! I expect that from your ask you have only recently watched the show. I hope you enjoyed :) Usual caveats apply - check tags, warnings, ratings etc. Not all blogs/fics/content is going to be for everyone, and that's totally okay!

Before I get into my rambling/screaming about how much I love other people and their work, I should also say that I never have enough time to consume all the Tarlos content that I would like to, and so this list can never capture every amazing person on this site. If you check out the #fic rec friday tag on my blog, you should find all the round ups for all past Fic Rec Fridays, where people from all over the fandom (and other fandoms!) recommended some truly amazing content.

Also shout out to @rmd-writes for letting me appropriate some of your own recs on a similar ask.

Fic Blogs:

I am, first and foremost, a fic writer and I will never be able to rec all of the talent in this fandom all by myself, but here are some of the people I have turned to on Ao3 over my last year or so of being here:

@liminalmemories21 @goodways @strandnreyes @reyesstrand @reyescarlos @sunshinestrand @iboatedhere @beautifulhigh @heartstringsduet @carlos-in-glasses @alrightbuckaroo @freneticfloetry @rmd-writes @bellakitse @howtosingit @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @catanisspicy @basilsunrise @chaotictarlos @thebumblecee @noxsoulmate @marjansmarwani @morganaspendragonss. THAT BEING SAID there are a lot of newer people in the fandom that I haven't yet had the chance to dive into and I'm SO sorry for that, but I look forward to reading nonetheless!!! Again, I'd recommend looking up the Fic Rec Friday round ups because they are much more fulsome than what I've got here, and I'm so sure I've forgotten people accidentally!

Source Blogs:

Here's a few places I go to for Tarlos/Rafa/Ronen news/content:

@911lsbts @rafaelsilvasource @ronenrubinsteinsource

GIFs/videos:

GIF/video makers are gods on this earth and here are just a few I adore (PLS I KNOW I'VE MISSED PEOPLE I'M SO SORRY):

@lutavero @guardian-angle22 @danieljradcliffe @maxbegone @strandtk @/tailoredshirt @angeltk @velvet-lnk @whattarush @chaotictarlos @tylerkennedys @rafael-silva @3416 @lonestardust

Fan Art:

Incredible talent I eat up:

@ambiguouspenny @fitzherbertssmolder @heartstringsduet (tagged above) @thebumblecee (tagged above) @angeltarlos @rafascosmic @fckingyrs @watmalik @birdclowns @thevenstar @reyeslonestar @thisbuildinghasfeelings

ANYWAY! I'm so sure I have accidentally omitted people because I'm doing this on the fly, so PLEASE don't feel bad if I didn't include you here (especially if you're a newer fandom member because I have been falling behind recently!) If you would like to drop some recs in the comments for this anon, that would be greatly appreciated.

Thanks for your ask, anon! Any opportunity I get to rave about the amazing creators in this fandom, I will take it!

[clubpenguinthrowaway-blog]

Garykernal or known as Runin, Module0, Mothnwizard, Blaketwo, or any other possible account is a stalker. There is more under the cut. More parts will be posted, We have to break up all of this into segments. Keep in mind, Gary is 25 through this all. The person who is a victim allowed for at least their age to be stated, that being 19. There is a minor in this situation, but for now this post is about the oldest of the victims.

Green's Story

This user has stalked and harassed a club penguin blog for some time now. Unfortunately, this blog had to be created to warn other users about this person. Green is a victim of Gary's behavior. They did not know Gary very well. Written by them, they said this to me:

"I vaguely knew them, like you pass by this person on Tumblr and like a few posts and I saw them in a discord (they got invited by someone) but after all this they got banned from said discord. They obsessed over me to an unhealthy degree, I kinda just rarely replied to the dms they sent. They only knew me for a week before confessing they were in love with me. I wasn't interested, I was kind in turning them down because I didn't want to date anyone. I was clear in this, though things persisted. Gary would flirt with me, yet I wouldn't fully process it nor did I really want to engage with it. It was clear to everyone around that it was uncomfortable. I was scared to say anything in fear of causing issues. Well, guess that went out the window considering how this went down. They would draw ship art of themself and I. My sona isn't a sona, it's my real physical self. They had an entire whiteboard fox where they drew us kissing and whatnot. Sorry White, I rather not send that to you. They would ask me to send them images and tag it as us when I didn't know them well and sure that isn't a horrible thing to do, though they crossed my boundaries a lot. They had brought up my abusers in a conversation at random while I was already stressed out. I asked them to stop at the time, they did not respect that. I ignored them even more at one point, my friends knew how overwhelmed and scared I was to come out about anything. They were my rock in this time. Yet, I was still functional with what I knew at the time. I thought it was a baseline creepy stalker they couldn't have gotten any worse than this and I'm just pissed they harassed my friend Coral because I blocked Gary and decided I had to cut them off. They were bad for my mental health, they were bad for me. In the screenshots I sent you, it all came down because they decided to look up my old username (which I did not tell them at all so they had to go digging for that) and then dmmd me about it and it felt off. Thank god I cut them off then. From what I learned recently, not only did Gary have a shrine of me, but Gary had drawn porn of them and I. When I learned this, I threw up not only because it was of me when I, in fact, do not like to be sexualized nor would it even be a normal and sane thing to just draw nsfw of a real physical person. That's just gross. I'm not a fucking oc nor am I a character from a media. I'm a real person. Flesh and blood. Yellow and I were mortified, Yellow being my current partner who has known me for years before we started to even date. Yellow had to comfort me when I left my college classroom to go throw up. All of my friends were in my dms trying to comfort me, tell me it was ok, but I feel violated. I don't care if it's stupid that I feel that way, I'm not famous. I'm not someone that should be sexualized. I'm a victim of CSA and SA, this gave me paranoia and a flare up in pstd. I know this is heavy. I hope you're able to speak for the other victims too. Coral I feel bad for, they were harassed by Gary and now a friend of Gary's to let Gary contact me after I blocked them. I'll pass you onto Coral now, after that I think you should talk to the minor who Gary sent nsfw dms to as well. Red I feel most bad for. I know that I'm the main victim of Gary, but dear lord did Red go through shit."

Green stated that they felt bad for how they typed everything out a bit messy. They wanted to get their feelings out so I reassured them it was fine. This is Green's final messages with Gary. After the final message Gary sent, they blocked them.

I asked Green for any final comments on this. "I know that I only have these screenshots to back up my end of things, though Coral has some and Red has a ton. Though if I had to state any last thing to Gary and their system, especially from my system- Yellow and I together in this, fuck off. Delete that gross porn you made of me you vile freak. You're one of three people now I can never forgive in my lifetime. I hope no one has to deal with the shit I did. To your system, if anyone has a shred of sense in it, destroy that shrine to me. Scrub away every single little bit of ship art or nsfw art that Gary made of me. God forbid this, if anyone else drew art of us together I hope they block you. Stay away from me, stay away from my system, and stay away from my friends and my family. I can't forgive you for the trauma you put on me. Maybe someday you'll be a better person, but people who send nsfw messages to minors deserve to burn. I hope Red is able to recover from this like everyone hopes I do."

Thank you Green for letting me post this. I wish the best for you and your recovery.

Coral's story -> Red's story/closing statements

[lord-of-bad-art]

hi all

i don’t think anyone noticed or cares but uh. sorry for going radio silent for like a week or two and not posting anything original for god knows how long. my summer’s always hella busy (which is ironic bc it’s supposed to be when you have the most free time), but i digress

i also haven’t been v art motivated and am kind of losing my lotf hyperfixation. not that i’m not interested in it anymore i’m just liking other stuff more that’s taking priority.

ANYWAYS

i’ll probably turn this into more of an art/yap blog than a lotf blog because i have a wide variety of interests ahaha

it’s late i should go to bed. gn

[helpme695]

Hello, hello,Hello,my dear!!

I saw that you were a brand new blog with barely any writings and that you wrote for IDV,so i HAD to jump on the occasion,you see?

Allow me to introduce myself (as this is most likely not the last time you will be seeing me!), I am Nina (or Weewoo!),self proclaimed platonic asker!

And I am here to humbly ask for headcanons (or a one shot,i don't know which one you prefer,but I'd be happy with both!!) For Jack the Ripper (except if you don't write for him,which i understand,He IS based off a real murderer...if you don't write for him,I'd love some Antonio! But I'd prefer Jack :3 or both if you're interested Or if you prefer to choose other than those two,that's okay!!) with a child!reader (platonic ofc) that loves all types of art? Like they like listening to music while drawing- sure they're not the best,since they're still learning,but they show their art to them when they're proud of it? And they give the Hunter(s) drawings of them?? They're just a small cutie that gives drawings to people?

Thank you for reading! I hope you like this prompt and enjoy writing it!! Remember to drink,eat and take breaks,Hun!

Stay proud,

-Nina <3

Helloooooooo Nina :D I'm glad to have you in my silly blog :) I hope you will enjoy it in the future <) I wrote for both of them since I like Antonio ^_^ I'm sorry for taking quite a lot to answer ;-; it will happen again if I continue with this writing style </3.

I didn't dive too much about child thing, so you can take it as an adult or little kid. Either way, it's definitely platonic. Oh and it mostly seemed gender nature sooo :)

Aaa i just did reader give art to these 2 lol , sooo yah </3 sorry for my mistakes

Both of them are not that experienced with children because of their backgrounds. Antonio is busy drinking his favorite wines and playing masterpieces for the nobles, and god knows what else. As for Jack, he's just being, well... Jack. :)

they don't mind children that much; it depends on their mood. Mostly, they act like 'the cool uncles'.

However, Jack is not as fond of babysitting as Antonio. He thinks there are better options, like Michiko or Leo! Or maybe, why not play with people your age? Robbie and Memory would be happy to have you around.

They recognize your unique and diverse interests in various forms of art, which is uncommon even among adults.

Sometimes, they will simply watch you to see what you are best at. That way, they could buy you something nice related to it. Of course, they would support you in other forms, as well. They just figure that if you are great at something specific, it means you love it the most.

Now, let's talk about each one :D

Antonio:

It's not unusual to find him friendly in matches if he's in the mood. A simple, goofy mistake was all it took to make this weird-haired noodle crack up (thanks to Tracy's terror shock and Martha's failed flare gun rescue).

You participated in this match. All of you were having fun in Moonlit River Park.

After this match, everyone said their goodbyes and left to do their own thing. You, on the other hand, felt you wanted to appreciate him more. So, you got yourself comfortable, put on your favorite music (or headed to the composer to listen to him), and started drawing. It didn't take you long to finish it, so you borrowed some clay from Galatea to make a small version of him. It turned out messy. Nevertheless, you colored it. Your paper drawing turned out better than your little clay Antonio, but it still looked adorable.

You would know if he's in his room by his usual violin playing. And today was no exception. You knocked on his door softly, and the long-haired man heard it. Which makes sense since he's hard to hide from.

"Come in,"

And with that, you slipped past his door. You were greeted with his usual creepy smile and a couple of bottles of booze around his desk.

"Hello (name), I thought you were tired from the last match. Especially for a little one like you. Do you want to listen to my latest work later? I suggested Mr. Kreiburg and I do a musical performance together for the upcoming season."

You didn't say anything, just smiling at him as you got closer, and so did Antonio's curiosity.

"Is there something on your mind you would like to tell me, (name)?"

He crouched down to meet your height, still looming over you. You smile only brighten when you got excited to show your work to him. Behind your back, you emerged two artworks of him. His eyes lingered on what your hand was holding before he took them.

The drawing was of him ballooning Tracy and holding you with his hair, while what seemed like a sad Martha with her gun, and Forward way back running at him.

And then he looked at your small clay sculpture. His hair looked like overcooked pasta and worms coming out of it, with some black coloring. implies you are still new to shaping.

You were overjoyed just looking at how his smile widened even more than it already was. You felt his eyes leave your art and look at your face. He honestly didn't know what to be happy about. Was someone actually spending time doing something wholesome for him? Or was it the sound of your laughter echoing in his room with the big smile of yours?

He placed your work on his desk and gently guided you with his hand to his embrace.

"I know you have undeniable talent, and I want to admire it and make sure nothing disturbs it. Today, you illuminated my heart with your caring light, crafting something priceless. I thank you for your gift, and if it was for that silly match, it's nothing compared to your kindness."

He patted your head for a few seconds and then stood up tall.

"As much as I like spoiling you with my masterpieces, you have to go to sleep. Ms. Dyer won't be happy finding you out of bed.

He placed his hand gently behind your back and guided you to his door. You were kind of disappointed; you don't like how Doctor Emily makes children go to bed so early. Nevertheless, you didn't complain. He didn't close his door yet, so you kept waving, saying your goodbyes and sweet dreams before your little form disappeared when you went downstairs.

He closed his door gently and went to his desk, which now held booze, paper art, and a mini clay Antonio. He stared at them for... what? Seconds? Minutes? He didn't care. Your pure soul made his usual lonely night better, and thanks to you, you gave him inspiration for his next musical piece.

⊱⋅ ──────────── ⋅⊰

He will cherish your gifts and art; they brightened his room and made him feel less empty.

I like to think he will force Joseph to take pictures of them and him together.

He's your number 1 supporter and fan of your work. Hell, even if it's horrendous, he'll be damned if he ever THINKS it's bad. He might as well show it to everyone and threaten anyone who says otherwise.

Despite many people and nobles gathering around him for his matchless skill, he appreciates you because you do what you want with pure intentions. He doesn't need to bother thinking about your actions (unless something is very odd), and you see him as someone to trust. Which is sometimes a bad idea because, you know... the devil thing.

He did consider having a child before, but he knows he would be an awful father. Having you around, not taking up all his time or responsibility of taking care of you, yet still filling that void, made him drink less than usual.

Jack:

If you are interested in the art of music, you just so happen to have the most skilled violinist in the whole world next door, and you might even catch him happily holding a small violin for you. Now, get ready for waking up every Friday to Monday at 6 a.m. for a teaching course. Will he make you as amazing as him? No. But you'll surely come close to amazing.

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He likes to go to the manor garden, especially at night, because he likes his "own alone" time. He is known for being mysterious, sadistic, and moody, so most survivors keep you distance from him, usually the women. You always wonder why; he's not that "bad," as you think. He even carries your teammates in bride style, and likes to joke around in serious, stressful matches at the end of the day. And very polite gentleman.

So curious about him, you asked the hunters you trust when he usually comes to the garden, and then you decided to do your activities in it, hoping to see him today.

You painted, grafted, shaped, played music, listened to music, and even helped Emma water the whole garden. You spent almost 3 hours just hoping he would show up before your match schedule start. And just when you were about to give up-

"Helloooo there, little child. I must say you know where and when to pick the most perfect time for a suitable experience."

You turned around to see the very man you waited for, Jack the Ripper, outside the matches and in the open? You must be lucky. A smile rose on your face as you greeted him.

"It's great to see you too. I hope you don't mind me bothering you with my presence."

You watched him as he went further into the garden, chatting with Emma for a few moments. You wanted to speak to him, but you didn't exactly know how. So all you did was paint one specific flower that you liked and show him. Maybe it wouldn't be so awkward.

In a good 10 minutes, you finished, and while you admired your art piece and prepared to show it to him, he was already bent down beside you to judge.

"Hmmm..... very impressive, I do notice improvements in your details. But I fear there is something off about it."

You looked between him and the painting, figuring out what was missing. After a long silence, he finally stated.

"You don't have any idea how to light and shadow a flower, do you?"

You shook your head, saying you did what felt right.

"I do like to believe this statement as well, but sometimes there are better ways, especially when you can improve it much better. Here, give me your brush."

You hand him your brush as he takes your place, watching him work his magic on your art piece and fixing any mistakes. He makes sure to tell you where you messed up.

You were surprised, to say the least. You ask him if he's an artist, but he shatters your little heart when he says he stopped being one a long time ago. For you, you did feel frustrated, angry, and sad, however. You didn't give up on your journey, even on days you wanted to pull your hair out.

A thought crosses your mind. A white lie. You tell him you don't know how to paint certain things and would like him to teach you. He remains silent after your explanation, which creeps you out.

He knows you're lying, but it's not harmful, and he understands why. However, teaching you to paint? Out of all the requests, he prefers bring you the supplies you need.

"Hm... I asked too much. Would you mind if I left for a few minutes?"

You only nod, and he takes off. You felt guilty. Maybe you shouldn't have asked him; maybe you missed your chance.

20 minutes passed, and he still didn't show up. Yep. Might as well cry a bit tonight.

You gathered up your things, only your paints and canvas left. Once you collected them, you heard a familiar violin playing inside the manor. You decided to stay a bit to listen to it before you leave. You wondered if it was a stupid decision. You could just ask the hunters and survivors if you really wanted to know more about him.

"Fascinating, is it? Antonio's violin charms everyone to enjoy the moment, as if they are just puppets he controls."

Jack almost gave you a heart attack, but you forgot about it very quickly when you noticed him holding different types of objects—a bunch of paints and canvases.

"I did say I would leave you for a few minutes. You should learn be more patient. Anyway, sorry for taking your time. That da Vinci boy wasn't pleased to see me."

He placed the canvases and objects in the proper way before asking you to take your place.

"You are a very talented child. Your previous request was too silly to believe, so I brought things rather difficult to test you out and sharpen your skills."

And he wasn't joking when he said it would be difficult. At least he was more patient and easygoing than (da Vinci young boy).

One hour before the matches started, he decided you had had enough for today. He was focused on drawing small sculpture. So you took a chance to draw something.

Just when he finished his painting, you quickly told him you had to get ready for your matches, then left so fast, leaving one standing canvas behind. Before he could call you out about it, you were already far gone. So he let out a sigh and mumbled something about children these days.

He gathered all the stuff and went to your canvas as well, only to see a full drawing of a person.

It was him, focused on his own painting, with many red and blue roses around him. You almost made him seem like an innocent art teacher who loves nature. And well... one or two of those is true.

He couldn't help but admire it. How you pictured him in your head, how clueless you are about him, almost making him pity you.

If it weren't for Emma coming back because she's forgot something and noticed him, he would be quite late for his match. Not that he would have a problem with it; he would rather watch the painting dry so he can take it to his room later.

⋅ ──────────── ⋅

Nobody truly knows him, especially with how his personality switches so fast, but when he's in a "normal" state, he does feel guilty about... everything. He would rather meet you outside this game, an artist teaching young people how to draw. Yeah, that would be much better than being "Jack the Ripper."

I'm sorry, but he can't really promise to help you with drawing; he doesn't enjoy it anymore. But he can give you tips and bring you what you're missing.

He tried to learn other forms of art but changed his mind too quickly when he failed miserably. No, he would rather sleep underground to have someone guide him.

High chance he would take your artwork and study it, did you improve? How much? Was it easy or hard? How did you feel when you finished it? He can tell more about it. And he usually comes up and tells what he thinks about it and what to improve (if you want, of course). He hopes that one day, you will beat your fellow artist survivors.

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♡

Hi hello I want to bury myself :3 I seriously need to buy a novel book or smth because I feel stupid using simple words lmao 💀 #help

Anyway Have a nice day :D

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I had a fremellei brainrot I need to share with someone (I WOULD JOIN THE DISCORD BUT IT WOULDN'T LET ME FOR SOME GOD FORSAKEN REASON😭)

So, I doubt Collei would be able to swim. Maybe Tighnari tried to teach her but it just didn't work out. So while visiting fontaine, she mentions this to Freminet and she talks about how she'd like to be able to dive and look at all the sea creatures and explore. And she says it with this longing in her eyes that Freminet just MELTS for. And he nervously says-

"Well....I could teach you how to swim.....if you wanted..."

(I think this would happen after Collei gets a bit more comfortable with touch)

Collei just lights up at the idea and gets really excited. Not only because she'd finally learn how to swim, but also because she would have an excuse to spend time with Freminet!!

So Freminet starts giving Collei swimming lessons, going step by step to make sure she's comfortable. I think this would also be Collei getting to see just how passionate Freminet is about diving, and that would like- make her even more attracted to the sweet boy🥺

Finally, the day comes where Collei is finally able to start diving. Freminet is with her the entire time, and makes sure nothing bad happens to her. While Freminet is keeping watch for her, Collei is just having the time of her life. Looking at all the sea creatures, getting close to them (stressing out Freminet I'm sure lol). And Freminet just looks in her eyes, seeing the wonder and curiosity she has. And just that look, makes him fall for her even harder

Eventually the pull up and take a breather. They sit near the water and talk about the experience. Collei is just talking about how she's so excited to show Cyno, Amber, and Tighnari that she can swim, and also tell them about the cool stuff she saw. And she's saying all this Freminet's looking at her with pure adoration in his eyes. Thinking about how pretty she looks when she's all excited. And at that moment, all his self consciousness just kinda goes away, and he gets lost in Collei's presence

Collei eventually realize she was rambling and gets embarrassed and apologizes. Freminet reassures her that it's okay and laughs

"....that was amazing for your first time diving Collei.."

"Ah...was it really??? I'm glad!! I felt a little nervous at first but I knew I was safe because you were with me Freminet!!"

Freminet smiles and continues to look at Collei adoringly

"....you're amazing, Collei..."

And somehow, his body acts without him thinking and he gives her a kiss on the cheek. Collei is stunned by the sudden action and just freezes in place, face flushing with red and brain just short circuiting. Freminet soon realizes what he did and just thinks "oh shit I messed up- what if she hates me now?? I should've gotten consent, did I just ruin our friendship?? oh no, oh no, oh no-"

He clears his throat and stands up, trying to compose himself, telling Collei that they should head back now before it gets dark, swiftly trying to change the subject. And Collei's mind is racing, and she feels like she should say or do something. As Freminet begins to starts walking away, she stands up and grabs him arm

"Freminet-!"

"Hm-?"

And she pulls him back a bit, and returns the kiss on the cheek. They just .....stare at each other for a little while before both clearing their throats and being like "um yeah so we should go back now"

And they are both left internally SCREAMING after that incident. And I think that would be the turning point in their relationship where they realize they both have feelings for each other.

THEY'RE SO SWEET I LOVE THEM

Wow, I typed a lot. Sorry for giving you a long ask, I just really wanted to tell someone about this and I feel like you're like the establisher of fremillei 😭<33

Love your art sm���� have a lovely day!!

OMG I AM BLUSHING THEY ARE SOSOSOSOSO CUTE 😭😭😭😭😭 THOSE SILLIES I--- *PUNCH THE WALL* I am normal

HAHAHAHA yeah I love how my blog become a Fremillei Confession or what, But !! I love to read everything concerning Fremillei feel free to share more ! Have a lovely day too ! Thank you so much 🥹🫶

Here the link ! Hope it works ! https://discord.gg/qDe2m9bVus

[dailymidori]

HI GUYS IM OTSU YOU PROBABLY KNOW ME HAHA VERY FAMOUS BLOGGER YES THATS ME WELCOME TO MY BLOG WHERE ILL POST MIDORI ART HOPEFULLY EVERY DAY BUT IT MIGHT BE MORE LIKE EVERY WEEK

FACTS ABT ME

IM OTSU OR OAT OR WHATEVER IDGAF

PRNS ARE HE/HIM I AM A MAN

IVE BEEN A MIDORI ENJOYER SINCE LIKE 2021 I THINK…… JEEZ TIME RLLY FLIES

IM NOT A FAN OF SUICIDE JOKES CUZ THEYRE BAD FOR U BUT IF YOU LIKE MY ART AND DONT RB IT I MIGHT ACTUALLY HANG MYSELF

Q+A WHO IS MIDORI?? midori (also named sou hiyori) is a character from the game your turn to die (also called kimi ga shine) hes the main antagonist of chapter 3A and my GOD i want him to antagonize me WHAT DO YOU SHIP [INSERT MIDORI SHIP HERE]?? THE ANSWER IS PROBABLY NO BUT ILL STILL DRAW IT ANYWAY IF U WANT DO YOU TAKE REQUESTS?? sure!! give me some ideas folks ARE YOU A MIDORI APOLOGIST? YEAH SORRY I THINK ITS REALLY HOT WHEN HE KILLS AND TORTURES AND MANIPULATES PEOPLE DONT CANCEL ME

[vorecommunitywoes]

Slowly began to read your blog, and I have to admit. I'm starting to realize your right. I have been gr--med by a vore lover before, and Yeah. You literally can not stop Vore from being a kink or a fetish. It's literally impossible. The name itself is sexual and no matter how hard you try to seperate it, in the end its just something adults made and that children clearly should have NEVER been near before.

I am sorry you've had to witness the immaturity of the community, and I'm so sorry you're getting harassed over this. I wish you so many good things, and I'm sorry.

oh my god yeah i am so sorry youve been exploited before, no one ever fucking deserves that. if no one has told u already it is not ur fault, it was entirely on the other person who did that to u.

on the other points, i do want to point out that u can like vore in a completely nonsexual way, just that it isnt something u should trust an adult with if u are a child. if u have groups of peers around ur age that u can talk to about vore with, sexual or nonsexual, that are private groups, those are safer spaces to explore vore. and if u feel uncomfortable in those groups, u should absolutely 100% also leave and make sure u dont give ppl ur personal information

there is nothing that u need to apologize for, i think a lot of ppl here are willfully misinformed and that talking ab this "politely" is not going to bring any change to how ppl approach nonsexual kinks. that under the surface there r a LOT of bad actors and that u cant just trust anyone who puts up a cuddley soft safe facade where they want to be intimate with u or other children. vore/EAT/swwh is an INTIMATE concept. it doesnt have to b sexual at all, but its a form of power play where u dominate someone else with ur body, which can very quickly turn into unsafe situations.

its not bad or shameful to be into things like this, whether its just a nonsexual interest or if its a sexual fetish. just if u are a child u have to realize this is a different nuance than being into like geology or dinosaurs n stuff because of the intimacy, and that its going to b more safe for you to explore this without the world watching u until ur an adult. its hard to realize how many people see ur stuff since not everyone who does will comment on it. and u dont know if the wider world will see ur work, repost it, make sexual comments about it, and there is much less u can do about that than if u were to post this in a much more private setting where u have more control over WHO sees ur work. (when i was a kid my vore art was reposted onto other websites too for ppl to use as fetish rp characters... it felt horrible and violating and i wish i only put it in private groups so its not out there like that)

i wish u good things too, and to take a break from the internet for a bit if u need. if u have any other peers ur age that have private groups to talk about this sort of thing with (and if they have separate categories for nsx and kink areas (again no adults. i just know how the internet is and the safest way for a minor to explore ANY sexual interests (since they will tend to anyway) is with ppl around their age, NOT adults.)), maybe u could ask to join or make one. just, again, be careful and take care of urself, ok?

[animeprincessforever]

Chuuya X Reader

Snow White Story

(Whole Collection!!! No Chapters Cause I’m Lazy)

What you wear

(www.deviantart.com/annetheartist/art/Cinderella-Raggy-Dress-331978122)

YOUR POV:  

I am (Y/n) and I live in a small kingdom called Suribachi City. My step mother Isabella who is now the queen after my father passed away. My step mother maid me do chores but it never bothered me. One day I was out and doves came flying towards me as I sang into the wishing well. “I’m wishing (I’m wishing) for the one I love. To find me (to find me) today (today)” as I was distracted singing a man appeared next to me and grabbed my hand and started to sing with me till I jumped and ran into the castle. I looked how from the balcony and the man took his hat off and bowed and said “my name is Chuuya Nakahara” I was gonna tell him my name till I heard my name being called out in a angry tone by my step mother. I bowed and said “I got to go sorry.” I ran to my step mother and she said “you brat! I hate you! Go to your room you are not allowed to eat!” I sighed and went to my room. 

Your room:

(aminoapps.com/c/diaboliklover666/page/chat-thread/deg-kou-mukamis-bedroom-deg/q3lB_n2tKsj3DklZMQoX4E42mqgrxz7GE)

 ‘Here I go again I guess I’ll read’ I thought. I lied down and started to read as I slowly drifted to sleep. 

Isabella Pov:

“UGH I HATE THAT BRAT!” She screamed then looked at the mirror and said “Mirror Mirror On The Wall Who Is The Fairest Of Then All!” The mirror said “(Y/n)” “WHAT?!?!” Isabella was hysterical “HOW IS SHE? THAT FILTH!” The mirror interrupted and said “a maiden of natural beauty, fairness, love, caring, and affectionate. Thats what makes one the most fairest of them all.” ‘I have to get rid of her’ I thought.

Isabella POV: 

I decided to summon the number one hit man to kill that girl. Surely once she is gone I will be the fairest of them all just as god attended.

Your POV: 

I was singing with a beautiful baby blue bird and helped him go to his nest. All the sudden I turned around and saw a man with a knife. I screamed and fell to the ground and closed my eyes. The man looked at me and said “I’m sorry. I can’t kill you. The queen wants you dead. GO! RUN! And DO NOT look back!” I ran as fast as I could and started to cry as I went deep into the forest. However I got lost in a scary place. I screamed as I saw what appeared to be alligators, demons, and snakes. I collapsed and sobbed till I heard the sound of birds and I looked around. There were birds, bunnies, deer, squirrels, and a turtle. I smiled and sniffled and said “oh. It’s just you guys” I sighed. “Where am I going to go now?” The birds chirped and the animals guided me to a cottage.

The cottage:

(www.arts.gov/stories/blog/2017/cottage-ones-own)

“Wow, this place is a mess. I should clean up. Maybe if I do they’ll let me stay!” I said as I looked around and the animals looked at me and then I said “well let’s get cleaning!”

Your POV:

I just finished cleaning and yawned ‘I need to get some rest’ I thought so I went up to the room and lied down and fell asleep.

-MEANWHILE AT THE MINESHAFT-

7 people working by the names of 

Kenji Miyazawa, Doppo Kunikida, Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, Ranpo Edogawa, Gin Akutagawa, Atsushi Nakajima, and Dazai Osamu. As they finished up humming a tune Dazai locked up. “Ugh why can’t I die by suicide with a beautiful woman” “UGH. Enough with that” Kunikida replied. Ranpo said “let’s just go home I’m tired and hungry.

-BACK TO YOU-

I was fast asleep till memories came flooding back from when I was a little girl. My mother passed away having me. My father raised me till I was 4. He met that women Isabella. She seemed nice at first. We’d play hide n seek, tag, dolls, and sing. At the age of 15 my father took ill and passed away leaving me with my step mother. That’s when things changed. She started to abuse me mentally and physically. Called me filth, garbage, and a waste of space. But I didn’t let it bring me down I was still a princess. Even though she moved me down to a servant I didn’t let it get to me. Cleaning was relaxing and fun to me. I’ll sing and clean. It was my therapy.

-BACK TO THE MINORS-

As they approached the house Gin gasped and said “someone’s been in the house the door is unlocked and the house is clean.” Kenji said “Oh but the house is nice and shiny now!” Ryūnosuke said “idiot that person or thing could still be here.” Atsushi said “don’t be mean! But someone should check the bedrooms” everyone looked at Dazai and Dazai says “why is everyone looking at me?!?!” Kunikida said “your the suicidal maniac so it makes since that you do it.” Dazai said “fine.” And with that being said and done Dazai made his way to the room.

DAZAI’S POV:

I made my way up the stairs. ‘’Maybe today will be the day I die’ I thought. As I opened the door I saw a woman. ‘She is Beautiful! Perhaps she is destined to do a double suicide and be my love’ I thought.

BACK TO YOUR POV:

I woke up and saw a man wrapped in bandages and a smirk on his face. I quickly got up and bowed “I’m so sorry to intrude!” The man looked at me and grabbed my hands and said “my lady you’re so beautiful! Perhaps you’d like to be my love and com-“ 5 more men and a young woman came up the stairs. And one with glasses interrupted and said “Dazai leave this young lady alone.” Then a boy with blonde hair walked up to me with blue overalls and said “wow you’re so pretty!” I stuttered and thanked him. I quickly said “I am so sorry to intruded on all of you. My name is (Y/n). You see some man was going to kill me and told me to run away from my home. I’m so sorry.” Then they introduced theirselves and the one called Atsushi said “she should stay! After all she has no were to go.” The man named Ryūnosuke said “we don’t even know this woman and yet we are going to let her move in with us?” Then Gin said “she cleaned the cottage for us and made everything look shiny. I think we should let her stay!” Dazai, Kenji, Kunikida, Randpo, Atsushi, and Gin said they were all in agreement much to Ryūnosuke’s dismay. “REALLY?!?! Oh my gosh thank you all so much! I promise to cook for all of you everyday and clean the cottage as some sort of payment!” 

The boy named Dazai looked at me and grabbed my hands.

like this : shipping.fandom.com/wiki/Category:Dazai_x_Waitress

And said “so let me continue my question! Would yo-“ he was interrupted by Kunikida who grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and said “ENOUGH WITH THE SUICIDE!” I giggled and said “I’m flattered but I think I’ll take a pass because I believe I already have that special someone that came from a wish. Unfortunately I don’t think I’ll ever see him again.” Dazai looked at me and said “you have me I’m always here!” I giggled and said “thank you that is super kind of you!” Kunikida said “I’ll prepare a bed for you so you won’t sleep on the floor.” I quickly replied “it’s okay no need to go through all the trouble I’m fine with the floor!” Kenji looked at me with sparkling eyes and said “nonsense you’re a guest!” Dazai smirked and said “she can sleep in my bed~”  Kunikida snapped and said “ENOUGH!” I giggled as I got ready to go bed with the 7 nice people I now live with. I went on the couch and fell asleep. ‘I think I’ll like it here. But that man with ginger hair and a fedora I couldn’t help but fall in love with him’ I though as I slowly drifted into deep sleep.

ISABELLA’S POV:

At last that brat is out of the way. I laughed as I walked to my mirror. “Mirror mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?” The mirror looked at me and said “(Y/n)” “WHAT?!?! that little brat was supposed to be dead! Where is she?!?!” The mirror said “she is deep in the forest in a cottage with 6 men and a woman.” I looked at the mirror and snarled “so the hit man failed? Hm. I guess I’m going to have to take care of things myself!” I rushed down into my office and decided to get ‘THE BOOK’ that’s what I need! ‘THE BOOK’ has a list of magical dark spells. Perhaps I should make little miss perfect a visit and give her a deadly surprise! I started to laugh hysterically. “THE BRAT WILL SURELY NOT SEE WHATS COMING!” 

I ushered to the potions and made one to change the way I looked and I mad a special candy apple just for her. However my spell turned me into a wretched old woman. ��Ugh! The price I have to pay to get rid of one annoying brat!” I got ready and decided to make my way over to that little brat”

YOUR POV:

I was singing while all the minors were at the mine shaft. “Whistle while you work doo doo doo doo doo doo.” I sung as I cleaned. Till I heard a knock at the door. ‘I wonder who that could be?’ I wondered as I went to the door and opened it. There stood a little old woman. “Hello dear would you like a candy apple?” She said. I looked at her and smiled. “How sweet. Thank you so much. How much do you need for it?” The little old woman said “it’s for free my dear. All hand made and made with love from just an old lady such as myself doing a good deed.” She smiled and I gave her one back. “Thank you!” When I was about to close the door she said “wait! Eat it!” “I don’t wanna spill my dinner” I replied. “Please give it a try I want to know what you think.” She said I smiled and took a bite. When I took a bite of the candy apple I felt weird. I looked at the woman and she started to laugh as things went black for me. 

Isabella’s POV:

At last she is gone! I am finally free! I am the fairest of them all! No one will ever get in my way.

No Ones POV:

When the minors got home they saw. (Y/n) on the ground. Kenji  said “OH MY!” Gin looked around and said “what do you guys think happened?” Ryūnosuke looked and saw the candy apple. He then said “poison.” Atsushi said “what do you mean?” Ryūnosuke said “simple it’s discolored where it was bitten into. There for there is a type of poison in their.” Kunikida said “I’ll run some tests on it to see where it came from.” Dazai sighed and picked (Y/n) bridal style in his arms while Randpo got a bed ready and Dazai lied her down. However as they were trying to ponder what happened they heard a noise. Gin jumped and put a knife to the woman’s throat. It was Isabella. She said “what do you think you’re doing? I am the queen! Just trying to take a walk!” Dazai chuckled and said “your the queen? I thought queens are supposed to be pretty not old brods.” Randpo said “you did it.” Everyone looked at him. Kunikida said “are you sure?” Randpo fixed his glasses and said “you should know by now. I am never wrong. Besides it’s obvious she was jealous of (Y/n) beauty. There for she thinks if she gets her out of the way she’ll be the prettiest one in the kingdom.” Isabella pushed Gin and said “FOOLS!” As she lunged at them a huge fight broke out as everyone started using their abilities Isabella made a ran for it and went deeper into the forest however as she ran Kenji ripped a tree out and said “sorry! But this is gonna hurt!” He threw the tree as it knocked her off balance as she tumbled of a cliff. They all looked down and saw the witches dead body. 

As they all went back to the cottage they made a nice coffin with flowers for (Y/n) Dazai layed her body in as tears hit everyone.

(What you and coffin looked like: www.redbubble.com/i/magnet/Old-Anime-Coffin-Dead-Girl-Flowers-by-LowBrowContent/105800425.TBCTK)

However Randpo was unfazed. “True love” he mumbled. Atsushi said “huh?” Randpo said “she mentioned there was a man she was falling for I feel  it’s the guy that takes a ride every week around the forest.” Dazai said “WHAT?!?! HIM?!?! But he is so short.” Kunikida said “Dazai enough! We should try it perhaps Randpo is right maybe true love is all she needs.” Gin said “ I know his route. I’ll go look for him.” Ryūnosuke said “I’ll go to just in case.” As the Aktagawa siblings looked for the man everyone else was setting flowers around (Y/n) with tears. Within a few minutes Gin and Ryūnosuke rushed with him.  Chuuya said “what’s with all t-“ he stopped as he saw her. The girl he fell in love with by first glance. He walked up to (Y/n) and said “it’s a shame I saw a future with you.” He bent down and gave (Y/n) a kiss on the lips.

YOUR POV:

Everything was black till I felt soft lifts on mine. So smooth and gentle. I opened my eyes and saw him. The man I met on that day. I smiled and he starred at me. “My name is (Y/n)” I said. He looked at me and said “Prince Chuuya of Yokohama.” With all that being said Chuuya picked me up and carried me away as I giggled. And we went off away as I said my goodbyes and blew kisses and thanked everyone.

Gin smiled and said “this is so sweet!”

Randpo said “glad she is alive and happier now.”

Dazai said “NO! Why him? He so short! I could of made (Y/n) happier”

Kunikida said “drop it Dazai. It was not gonna happen between you too.”

Atsushi said “I’ll miss her.”

Ryūnosuke mumbled “I hope she visits.”

Kenji said “OH! Someone got on Ryūnosuke’s good side!” 

Ryūnosuke said “shut up.”

The End Chuuya and (Y/n) lived happily ever after

[ask-derrickman]

OOC: (...So remember when I explicitly said I was NOT going on hiatus?)

(Turns out I am a big fat liar and I am genuinely so sorry oh my god)

(I cannot apologize enough my life got a bit out of my hands once again as it always does with me it seems and so working on my askblogs took a bit of a backseat for a while, I promise though that I'm trying to chug along through art for when I return for this one- I'm at least gonna give myself grace for the holidays cmon)

(The blog is not dead! Just I am is all, I'll be alright and derrick man will come back to yell at you guys and be gay and whatever like always I pinkie promise)

[mini-games]

...It's so quiet.

[You hear a disembodied voice start speaking upon entering.]

Hello? Do you know where Mini went? They said they were going on a quick walk, but it's been hours and they haven't returned.

...Don't be frightened. I am the old Mini-Game Lobby owner. Though it seems I might have to start working again if I don't find Mini soon... (Below the cut are tags and other extra info!)

tags:

MINI-GAME RELATED TAGS: mini-game (used for posted mini-games)

scavenger hunt mg (used for the scavenger hunt mini-games)

arena games mg (used for arena games mini-games)

hide 'n' go seek mg (used for hide 'n' go seek mini-games)

user-submitted mini-game (used for mini-games made by you)

not a mini-game (non-mini-game posts)

CHARACTER RELATED TAGS: ooc speaking (posts where I speak out of character)

mini speaks (anything where I'm just talking)

mini speaks? (in character text, but I'm not really talking.)

minis art (my art!)

!mini fanart (fanart of mini! thank you so much :D)

!cat shenanigans (interactions with npcat)

!mini lore (mini (character) lore things)

!terro lore (terro lore things)

tag!anon (the anon with a bad connection in which there text seems to be cut out at times. turns out it was just hashbang-mods)

song lyrics anon (the anons that speak in only song lyrics to tell the others what's going on)

LORE SEGMENTS: sun blackout (the predicament where the sun was extinguished and it was definitely not caused by me at all (&lt;- lie)

ice arc (the period of time during the sun blackout/sun saga where the ice people came and infected me. very roleplay.)

interrobang war (the war that was unfairly waged against the interrobangs)

gnome armada (an armada [fleet of warships] of gnomes thats happening. seems the gnomes have beef with mini and nef.)

status god arc (the time status obtained the power of the developers)

minis mourning (mini mourning the loss of terro during status god arc)

status two arc (the aftermath of defeating status with a double kungpowpenis)

leftover ice (arc) (mini's scars from the sun incident are colder and more painful than ever.)

prison break arc (mini breaks out of prison and has nowhere to hide. seems there are people in the library that are fairly friendly.)

carrion arc (other people call it "scream arc." im calling it carrion arc because its mini's first experience of carrion.)

plus-minus-contingency arc (plus minus is trying to "purify" the world except he's really bad at it.)

mini's rage (some anons informed mini that plus minus has severely hurt terro. they are Not Happy.)

the STATUS is DEAD (arc) (kunpowpenis times 10. y. yeah.)

frozen 2 arc (mini gets turned into an ice person again.)

MISCELLANEOUS TAGS: important (important posts. please look through these tags!)

kung pppp (oops.)

moon arc (my silly hermitcraft season 8 reference that got taken seriously and it almost turned into real lore. whoops.)

other info: I have never run a gimmick account before I do not know what I am doing. Making this blog was a very impulsive decision on my end, but I'm willing to see where it goes!

My main is @shiningnightstars

Update: I canNOT keep up with all the lore tags and such. I will miss things I am so sorry. On top of that, if I'm speaking in tags then that is CONFIRMED out of character.

Also, if any post needs to be tagged, PLEASE inform me! I tags things as "tw (subject)" Things I will not tag (and why):

colored text (part of the gimmick is the colored text. sorry, I won't be tagging every single post! your warning is right here.)

swearing/cursing/profanity (I won't be swearing, however the others do swear a lot and I don't feel like tagging every instance of that.)

caps (I use caps a lot and I don't want to tag just my regular speaking habits if im constantly posting with them!)

Have a great day!

Mini design:

(UPDATE - JANUARY 26: This design is slightly outdated due to the latest arc. If you need a more current design, please DM me or send in an ask!)