#gonna go to eep now :3

[tinyyy-trinkets]

just some doodles of me C:

[bleaksqueak]

God I wish I could just gloves off, full ramble, in-depth talk about world and characters.

[blue-lollipops-and-ice-clouds]

I am made of goo and should be treated as such

Slide me down an escalator like silly putty

[kellystar321]

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[rainyraisin]

The most I've wrote of Reticent in the past couple of days is some Mikey and Raph banter I wrote whilst at the cinema which I only stopped writing cause some kids around my age sat behind me and I got scared

Being a writer is so great!!!!

[t4tbedehopmar]

OK I'LL GO SNEEPSIES NOW SOWWY

TAKE A GOOD LOOK THO!!!!!!! me and the boyfiefiefiefie <333

and look!!!!! himerururururururururururururu :]

[sumeruin]

i call him beef the way he’s stroganoff

[lightthepathwithalantern]

She’s a lil short.

“…J-just checking if anything was goin’…wrong. I heard some commotion.”

...

...

...u-uh, nothings wrong, don't worry!

Yeah kid, sometimes me and this kid get into disputes but that's over now so... yeah.. we're good kid!

[acemakes-art143]

wow I'm actually making a "I'm going to eep" post look at me go

Well gn funny people I met through the screen

Hope you have a good eep (or have one later if it's not eep time for you yet)

Night night lovely people ily /platonic 💖

[never-his-son]

[Rae cautiously takes his hand and smiles slightly]

Thanks Neth..

When Rae wakes up, he cant find Netherum anywhere in the house- not in her room, the library, the basement- anywhere.

If he checks outside, he’ll eventually find him at the bottom of the garden, sitting against a quartz memorial. Her face is red from crying as they doze against the pedestil bearing a goddess’s mural.

(@nethrum)

[His voice is soft]

N-Netherum?

[ashwhowrites]

Could i request maybe a thing were theyre taking care of eddie after the upside down, hes sleeping on a pull out at bestfriend readers house, waynes at work, and theyre both in separate rooms, the reader is touching themselves and the walls are alot thinner than she realised, he can hear every whimper and eep she tries to cover and all the wet sounds

Eddie hasnt been able to touch himself for a long time because hes been too busy with recovery and appointments, he didnt realise how pent up he was until he could hear his best friend and never thought about her like that until now and he has no idea why he never realised how hot she was

Maybe one day he catches glimpses of her walking to the bathroom naked (she thought everyone was asleep) and next time he realizes he can see her through a crack in the door while shes at it, maybe through a mirror so he gets a full new or he can only see a part of her through the door, torturing himself

Idk how youd get to this point but she maybe helps him masterbate because she feels sorry for him, maybe thinks because of all the stress and meds, hes finding it hard to finish and hes frustrated that he cant go out and meet anyone.

Someone that isnt her and it makes her jealous and sad

But something snaps between them and they fuck

hes like a wild animal when he finally gets his hands on her, she was scared he was gonna hurt himself

Probably gets hard again seeing the swollen mess hes made of her cunt 😋

I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it! Thank you for requesting <3 I hope I gave all the smut justice

⚠️smut

BFF...best friends fuck

After the torture Eddie went through in the upside down, he struggled to be alone. He had night terrors, he had flashbacks any time he touched his cuts. And Y/N couldn't stand to see her best friend that way. She forced him to stay with her, she lived alone and could easily care for him when he needed it, Wayne was too busy with work. She was there for anything he called for. She helped with the night terrors and sometimes slept beside him. But he mostly kept to himself, which she understood. He went through something traumatic and needed time to process everything.

But she was a girl, who had a hot best friend that she's seen shirtless over and over. She ignored the way her cunt ached when she'd treated the cuts on his chest and stomach. He was vulnerable and it was wrong to be turned on when he was in that state. But his skin felt amazing underneath her fingers and her brain couldn't forget it.

The same fingers she ghosted over his chest with, were working inside her cunt. Two fingers pumping in her as she imagined Eddie's skillful fingers. Her brain always went dead when he played the guitar, dripping as he held the pick in his mouth.

Eddie struggled to sleep, every movement sent a hissing pain throughout his whole body. Most nights he didn't sleep, just stared at the dark ceiling. But he kept hearing these small whimpers. He couldn't move anywhere without help, so he tried to slide up on the bed. His ear was against the wall, and to his luck, he could hear. The sound was coming from Y/N's room. Eddie worried she might have been hurt, knuckles on the wall about to knock before he heard something else. She was moaning and sounded breathless.

"Fuck...yes." Eddie felt his cock growing hard. She was touching herself, and he didn't need to guess from the moans. He could hear how wet she was through the walls. He tried to keep his breathing stable, but he could hear she was getting closer. Her moans were becoming whimpers only, a blabbering mess as she came all over her fingers. He quickly went back into his sleeping position when he heard her door open, his own cracked, she refused to let him keep it closed. Through the small crack, he could see her sneaking into the bathroom. Eddie bit his tongue as he saw her in a shirt and panties. He only heard the sink runningbefore she headed back off to bed. Her door is now open.

Eddie wanted to smack himself for the sinful thoughts running through his head. It was Y/N, his best friend since childhood and now he's imagining how tight her cunt was.

He never looked or thought about her that way.

~~~

But now, it's all he could think about. He felt like he was in actual hell when she came in the next morning. Now wearing pants she sat on his bed. She treated his wounds with the same fingers that were soaked inside of herself. He felt himself staring at her fingers. Wondering which ones she used to fuck herself, If next time he could lick her fingers clean instead of the sink.

He tried to forget about each day, but it wasn't working. He found himself listening close to hear her at night. Even though it was torture, he found himself addicted to her sounds and wanted to hear them over and over.

Some nights his wishes were answered, a slight buzz sounding through the walls and her moans reaching his ears. He tried to move his hand down to his cock, but all his bones ached at the movement. He clenched his teeth as he fisted the sheets. He found himself imagining her again, wondering which position she was fucking herself in and where exactly the vibrator was touching. He wondered how she liked it, rough or soft. Did she like to be dominated? He tried to remember her past boyfriends, but found a new sense of jealousy he'd never felt before. He knew she had sex, she talked about it before. And it never bothered him. But now, he felt like he could strange every man that touched her and fucked her cunt.

He also wondered what or who she thought about.

~~~

Even though he was healing more and more every day, he was tortured by her. She was walking around in a towel, assuming he was off to bed. But his eyes locked on the mirror that showed through the crack of her door. She stood there as she slipped off the towel. Eddie felt a growl in his throat, he almost was pissed at himself for never seeing how hot she was in the first place. All his ex-girlfriends thought they had a thing for each other, and he laughed at it. But now he realized he was missing out the whole time. Eddie tried to look away but then her hands traveled up her tits, her fingers yanking on her nipples as one hand reached between her thighs.

Eddie felt his cock twitching, this time he didn't care how bad it hurt. He was so riled up and tired of the sexual frustration. He breathed through his nose as he reached for his cock. Biting back the pain as he wrapped his hand around himself. Pumping himself slowly as he watched her touch her body. Her thighs shook and she held on to the mirror, disappearing a little from his eyesight. He leaned over, itching his way closer to see. Then he felt his body falling.

"FUCK!" he screamed, his body slamming into the floor. He shoved his cock back in his boxers, her footsteps racing to him. She came in with the towel, worry on her face as she flipped on his light.

"EDDIE! OH MY GOD!" she kneeled beside him, checking to make sure he wasn't bleeding anywhere.

"I'm fine." He huffed even more, frustration building. She was touching his body again, she didn't have time to wipe her fingers clean and her smell was lingering in his nose. He could see the light reflecting off her wetness. He couldn't even get a fucking orgasm.

"You fell! Let me help you up ." Her arms went under his armpits but he shoved her off.

"I said I'm fucking fine." He spat, he was breathing hard. His breath smacked her face as she looked at him. His eyes were dark, and he looked pissed.

"I know you don't like help, but you need it." She spat back, rolling her eyes at his attitude. She tried again to lift him but he shoved her off again.

"LET ME FUCKING HELP!"

"I DON'T NEED FUCKING HELP!"

"YES YOU DO!"

"FINE, WANT TO HELP?" He screamed, his brain wasn't thinking anymore. He was pissed at her. Walking around in her towels, teasing him with her moans, and constantly fucking herself. He was suffering and he was frustrated.

"UM DUH!" she screamed back

"GO GET ME A PRETTY GIRL TO MILK MY DICK, YEAH?" he screamed, using all his strength to stand up. He breathed hard through his nose as he held himself up with the dresser. His chest heaving as he stared her down. He didn't even register fully what he said. But he kept talking. "What? You said you wanted to help. And right now, I need to have a fucking orgasm. So run along, find me a girl, and have her ride me, give me a fucking handjob, or suck me off. I don't care and I don't care who."

She was lost for words. She's never seen Eddie so riled up. He had a crazy look in his eyes, the sweat glistened off his chest, and he was clenching his whole body. His veins popped everywhere and his stomach was tight. That's when she finally looked down. His cock hard through his boxers. She couldn't ignore how wet the whole screaming match made her. And all the jealousy that rang through her bones like a bell. Like she'd send a girl his way to listen to her please him. Let a slut into her house so he could have a good fuck. She took a deep breath, trying to think rationally, and not off of her jealousy.

"Gonna help me or not?" He barked, irritated at her silence and stillness.

"I'm not bringing a girl here to fuck you." She said, standing her ground at his idiotic idea. No way would she put herself through that pain just to please him.

"Fuck you!" He growled

"Fuck me? Excuse me, I have done everything to help you! You are such a selfish asshole" She argued

"You threw a bitch fit because I wouldn't let you help. And now, you won't even help me. And why?"

"I'm not bringing a slut into my house. Get off yourself. End of discussion." She said, moving to walk out of his room.

"Not easy for me like it is for you." He laughed, slowly moving his body to the bed.

She froze at his door, turning around to face him as he struggled to crawl into the bed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked

"Means I can hear you through these thin walls princess. I hear every whimper, moan, and orgasm. You have such a nice wet cunt, I can almost hear the wetness every time." He was making fun of her. The smirk on his face told him he was winning. She was embarrassed, she never knew how thin the walls were. Her best friend heard her getting off multiple times.

"Nothing to say now? I don't think I've heard you so quiet before." He laughed again, finally getting comfortable on the bed.

"Fuck you!" She huffed, he had no right to make fun of her, especially as a guest in her home.

"Why don't you? I bet you already think about it. Hm? Do you think about me when you touch that pretty cunt?" He pressed harder, she didn't want to crack and she didn't want him to know. But the caught look on her face gave her up.

"Oh, baby. Don't be embarrassed. It's okay, I'm not mad." He teased.

"Shut up, Munson." She warned she was getting irritated at his constant teasing.

But he kept going and going. His voice turned into a buzz that rang through her ears. He kept teasing her and she could feel the blood rushing to her ears.

"I SAID SHUT UP!" she screamed, marching to him, her hand wrapping around his neck.

Eddie was caught off guard by her reaction but felt himself moaning under her grip. She was puffing in his face and her eyes looked ready for a kill.

"Make me." He choked, a smirk on his face as she tightened her grip.

He took a deep breath when she let him go, her hands moving down to his boxers. He moaned as she yanked them off, his cock free to the air as he hissed.

She felt herself clenching at the sight of him. He was bigger than she thought, but he was gorgeous. His tip was leaking and the veins were pulsing. She settled on the bed and took him in her mouth. Slowly taking him further down her throat as she sucked him off.

Eddie felt every bone in his body melt. He deflated as he filled her mouth. He reached forward and held her hair. He made a ponytail in his grip as he bucked his hips against her. He wanted to keep his eyes on her, watch as she cried and took him all. But it felt so good. Her mouth was warm, and she swirled her tongue in a way that made Eddie's head spin. He's gotten head before, but nothing felt as good as this. He never imagined his best friend gagging on his cock, but it was a sight to see.

He knew he wouldn't last long with all the frustration, but he tried to hold off as long as he could. She popped off with a smile, a line of spit connecting from her lip to his tip.

"You can cum, I know you need to." Then went right back to taking him fully down her throat. He clenched as she gagged around him, he grew closer as he fucked up into her. For once his adrenaline took over the pain in his body, he couldn't feel a single thing as he came in her mouth.

He fell against the pillows, sucked free of any energy. He panted as she cleaned him up, and wiped off her mouth. His eyes fighting to sleep as his body finally relaxed.

"I'll see you in the morning." She said softly, pecking his forehead as she covered his body.

He wanted to say something but he was a blink away from falling asleep.

~~~

Eddie woke up the next morning feeling the most refreshed he'd ever been. His brain playing back the memories of the night before had his cock growing again.

But now he didn't know where their relationship stood or if it was a heat at the moment.

She came in like nothing changed, treating his wounds like the normal routine. He knew he was a dick to her and he felt guilty.

"I'm sorry for being an ass yesterday, and invading your privacy like that." He apologized, he watched as she awkwardly shifted and smiled.

"Thank you for the apology. I am very embarrassed and sorry too."

"Don't be. It's normal." He said it was a dumb move to mock her for something so natural. And something he knew he enjoyed.

"I'm sorry for the big fight too. I shouldn't have pushed you so much." She said, standing up as she finished treating him.

"I shouldn't have screamed at you and put all of that on you. I was sexually frustrated and took it out on you."

"I can understand that. It happens to all of us."

~~~

A few days passed and neither talked about what happened after the fight. Eddie couldn't stop feeling her mouth wrapped around him. And how good it felt to cum down her throat.

His body was healing and he could move a lot better. He didn't ache and he could finally go out again. But Y/N refused to let him be on his own.

That's how she found herself drinking with him at a bar. She kept an eye on him to make sure he wasn't going overboard. But she couldn't help but glare at every girl who had their eyes glued to him. She didn't even notice the eyes on her, Eddie's, and another guy down at the bar.

Eddie felt himself wanting to devour her, she wore a tight dress and he's been hard since she walked out in it. His eyes were on her mouth, remembering how she sucked the orgasm out of him.

"Want another?" She asked, knocking him out of his thoughts. She grabbed his glass and walked to the bar. His eyes followed her, his hand adding pressure to his hard cock as she leaned over to yell.

He clenched his jaw as he watched a guy walk up to her. He hated how she smiled and laughed. Before he could get up, a girl landed on his arm.

Y/N thanked the bartender as she walked back to her seat. Her eyes glared as a girl was whispering in Eddie's ear. She slammed the drinks down, making her presence known. The girl looked her way and then went back to Eddie's ear.

Y/N couldn't tell if he was enjoying it or not. But he wasn't stopping it. Y/N felt like she was masking her jealousy well but the smirk on Eddie's face told her otherwise.

Y/N rolled her eyes and excused herself to the bathroom, unaware Eddie was hot on her heels. But when she was slammed against the door as she closed it, she was aware.

"Eddie what?" She panicked

"It looked like you were going to kill her, back there." Eddie joked, chuckling.

"Eddie, please not right now." She sighed, she couldn't handle any more of his mocking about her feelings.

Eddie dropped his teasing act when he saw the tired look on her face.

"What's wrong?" He asked, his hands still holding her hands against the door.

"Not in the mood to hear you make fun of me." She said, her eyes dropping to the tiny space between them. His body was practically against hers.

"Sorry, you're right. I just thought it was cute how jealous you are. Like she has anything on you." He whispered, his finger pulling down on her bottom lip.

"Doesn't she?" Y/N asked

"What do you mean?" Eddie asked, cupping her chin as he looked into her eyes

"I mean I get you off because you couldn't do it yourself. And now we are out at bars, and you are flirting away with a girl. Perfectly healed to take her into the bathroom and fuck." Y/N explained

"You mean what I'm doing right now with you?" He asked, his knee pushing between her legs. She shuttered at the action and lost her breath.

"....you want to fuck me?" She swallowed

"Want to return the favor for the best orgasm of my life." He smirked, one hand still holding hers against the door and the other slipping down her body and moving in between her thighs. His fingers found her soaked panties, pushing them aside as he slipped his fingers inside of her.

"Fuck." She moaned

"That's right. Let me hear you." He growled, adding a third finger, fucking her harder. His mouth attached to her neck, sucking harshly on her fresh skin.

She whimpered against him. Rocking her hips into his fingers. She imagined this so many times and couldn't believe it was happening.

"pretty sounds from such a pretty girl." He praised, kissing the mark he left on her. He yanked his fingers out of her, sucking them clean. "Delicious." He moaned. She tasted better than he could have imagined.

"I'm gonna fuck your pretty cunt until you can't walk." He growled, releasing her hands as he took his cock out of his jeans. He flipped up her dress and ordered her to jump.

She wrapped her legs around him and locked her arms around his neck. She gasped as his cock filled her, stretching her open as he fucked into her.

It was rough and hot. Open mouths smashing against each other, breathing into each other. Her hands moved to his hair, yanking and pulling. His animal-like growls made her head spin. Or maybe the way her head was smacking against the door because of how hard he was fucking her is what made her head spin.

"Slow down...need to be careful." She tried to say, but it barely made it out. Just pants of words.

"I'll be fine." He wanted her, and he wanted to make her feel him for weeks.

His hands held her up, gripping her skin. His fingernails clinged inside of her skin. His cock bruised her. He carried her over to the sink, setting her down as he moved his hand between their bodies. His finger instantly found her clit, circling it as fast as he could. He loved the way her head fell back against the mirror.

"Look at you. Letting your best friend fuck you in a dirty bar bathroom. Pretty cunt is just as tight as I thought. Gripping me so good. Such a good girl for me." He praised, and she gasped over and over. Trying to form words but nothing.

"Please, let me cum." She finally got out, her fingers digging into his ass as he fucked into her.

"Sweet talker," he chuckled, holding her chin as he smirked down at her, "begging to cum? How can I say no to that? Cum for me."

Eddie watched as she soaked his cock, keeping himself deep inside of her as she came. She touched him everywhere. Her hands worked around his chest, his hips, his hair, and his stomach. Her hands pushed up his shirt to run her hands over his scars.

He felt his orgasm getting close, thrusting inside of her as he smashed his lips on hers. The second she kissed him back, he came inside of her.

Kissing her was a feeling he couldn't forget. How soft her lips were and how sweet she tasted. She kissed as softly as her hands worked on his skin.

He pulled away when he felt the need to breathe. A dazed look in her eyes as she looked back at him. He softly slid out of her, tucking himself back in his jeans.

"Let's go home, baby" he set her on her feet and pulled down her dress.

A big smirk on his face as she stumbled out of the bathroom.

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[billskeis]

Bill and female reader going out for dinner with Tom and friends, bill teases yn dangerously leading to them leaving sooner to have more fun🤫

ᡣ𐭩 bill’s dinner gone wrong (or not :3)

you sat across from tom who was conversing with some other friends both you and the twins met during high school. clear that there was no attention on the two of you, and being about an hour or so, bill sneakily placed a hand on your thigh, earning a quiet yelp that left him smirking.

it’s been like this the whole night. touching above and below places he shouldn’t have in public. kisses on your neck, whispers of how good you looked in that dress and how he couldn’t wait to just take it off. it was way more than poor little you could handle. but he wasn’t done just there.

“bill, please.. not now,” you pout, embarrassed of how quick and easy it was for him to get you so flustered.

he’s quick in his movements, and a night out that was meant to be spent with other friends feels as though it’s just you and bill in the room. but you had to be mindful. it’s almost erotic that this might as well be seen as one of those secret pornos. bill works his digits into your cunt, a soft squelch can only lightly be heard from between the two of you.

a tight grip on bill’s arm as he motions his thumb on your clit in circles, you curse your sensitive bud for shamelessly feeling so much pleasure in a public setting. you watch tom scarf down his food as he asks you a question, “what do you think y/n?? about our new album??”

“h-hm? o-oh! i think s’quite nice..” you bite down on your lip to choke back a moan with how bill curls his finger to assault your g spot, his arm aching from the awkward positioning of his arm, continuing anyway to watch as how you slowly break down.

“see! even y/n likes it.. i can’t believe you guys thought it was ‘just ok!’ absolutely not i will not take that as an answer..” tom continues to babble as he no longer faces you.

��eep!”

there wasn’t even teasing to begin with, bill went straight for it as he basically finger fucks you in the booth where you’re currently sat across his brother, trying to hold everything together to not reveal to anyone that your boyfriend right now is knuckles deep into your cunt.

“are you okay y/n?” one of your friends ask with a genuinely concerned look on her face. all you could do was pant and nod in response.

bill, placing his opposite hand on your arm smiles at the rest of the table as he chimes, “i think i’m gonna take her home, seems as though she is.. under the weather, right baby?” you look up at him with glossy eyes only to be met with a cheeky grin, a grin that held the secret possibilities of what he were to do with you later that night.

nipping on your ear, bill whispered, “my baby behaved so well during dinner.. how ‘bout i reward you, hm?”

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

“f-fuck bill.. please don’t stop..!” whining as bill rams into your soppy cunt nonstop, pelvic bone momentarily bumping your clit as he brings his hips closer to yours. you loll your tongue out, bill hungrily joining his mouth with yours, never slowing down as his length stretches you out the burn feeling oh so good.

a groan escaping his lips, raspy and high, bill smiles at you as he thrusts, bringing his head down as he latches onto your nipple, licking at the bud as he speaks between licks, “god you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting to do this all day.. that hour went by—nmgh—s-so slow..”

it’s true. the moment that bill saw you in the outfit you wore to dinner that night, all he could think about was ripping it off and taking you then and there.

of course tho, he had some decorum.

fucking into your cervix, bill’s hand and mouth roams all over your body, hands messaging at your breasts and waist as he litters continues hickeys, your chest and neck bruised with the colourful reds and purples.

he was loud, and he had no shame about it. whorish moans emitted from your boyfriend as he pummels into you. arching your body to meet his thrusts deeper, bill meets you eye to eye once more to place breathless kisses on your mouth, licking sloppily as he tugs the bottom of your lip between his teeth.

“‘m gunna cum.. gunna c—mmngh..!” you moan as he quickens the pace. the both of you chasing your orgasms as you clench around him.

“fuck baby you’re soo tight for me huh? the things you do to me..” you hold onto each arm that rests on each side of your head for leverage as bill hovers above you. the impact of his thrusts shakes the bed stares down at you lovingly. seeing white, your eyes roll to the back of your head as your legs tremble, orgasm falling onto your body as waves of pleasure come at once.

“that’s right schatzi, come on this cock that you love so much.”

and being so cock-drunk has led you to grind your hips onto bill’s, dragging out the orgasm as much as you can you don’t even realize bill has already came, cum filling you up to the brim as he fucks it into you, some escaping and trickling down your cunt. “f-fuuuuck s’good..”

pressing a kiss to your temple, bill admires you under him, “can’t wait for the next dinner, next time, i’ll have you full nelson.”

waaaahhh i have a love/hate relationship w writing :c i love his arms bee tee dubz

ill try my best for u guys , i dont even have school i just work full-time !1!1! brb this weekend

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Cure for writer's block

So uhh have a rare pair cause I love them and my fingers slipped and I wrote this

But fr DaiChuRanPoe am I rite????

I'm done with college for like... 2 weeks until I start summer class lol. Am struggling myself with writing and motivation so I'll be p slow

Yea thats ab it, enjoy<3

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Chuuya x Poe (+ Dazai and Ranpo) (romantic)

Lee: Chuuya

Ler: Poe

Warnings: Tickles! Gey!

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Poe let out a frustrated sigh, pen swiveling across his fingers before being carelessly dropped on the desk. This caught Chuuya’s attention. “Something wrong?”

“No, I’m just—”

“Stuck?”

Poe let out a tired sigh “Yeah… My head keeps pulling a blank on this next section”

“Hmm… mind if I take a look?”

“I was hoping to show you once it was done, but if you don’t mind…”

“Not at all! I’m happy to be of service” Chuuya smiled, causing Poe to return one out of gratitude.

Fancy hat made his way over to his lover’s lap and took the manuscript, starting to read what Poe had written so far.

This was the first time Chuuya read one of his drafts. Ranpo has read countless of them, despite the author wanting to write something to finally stump him. Even Dazai has snooped at his work, but not Chuuya. It felt… flustering? His face surely felt warm.

Poe’s anxious thoughts started to scramble in his head over Chuuya’s reaction. What would he think? What would he say? What if he didn’t like it?! He had an arm around the ginger’s middle, his fingers lightly tapping along the other’s waist as a way to release the nervous jitters.

“Hngh—” Chuuya’s breath hitched from the touch. It didn’t go unnoticed by the author, if anything, Poe had a look of amusement on his face.

He let out a quiet chuckle and asked “Ticklish, love?”

“Of course not!” The ginger spat out quickly in a defensive manner, his own cheeks starting to flare up. “Now let me read” he grumbled, returning his attention to the papers at hand.

Poe tried holding back a laugh, instead letting out a snort at the situation at hand. Who would’ve thought that his mafioso of a boyfriend would be adorably sensitive? He leaned towards Chuuya’s neck and started planting soft kisses along the skin, while his hand lightly skittered over the shorter male’s abdomen.

“Pff- Stahahap it!” Chuuya let out an involuntary laugh, squirming around from the ticklish touch.

The author grinned at the sound, now using both hands to attack at the ginger’s tummy and sides as his lips brushed close to his ear. “Didn’t know my writing was that funny~”

“Gohohod! You teheheasy bastard! You’re just as bahahad as that stupid Dahazai!” Chuuya threw his head back against Poe’s chest, all while giggling like a little boy.

“Oh? I’m a teasing bastard now?” Poe gave off a devious smirk. “Should I tell Dazai about how cute and sensitive you are?~” he asked with a teasing tone, his fingertips tracing up and down the ginger’s sides.

“NO!” I’ll kihihill you!” Chuuya tried seeming all serious, but everytime he spoke up, he’d dissolve into a fit of giggles all over again.

“I dunno… you’re gonna have to convince me not to tell him~” Poe’s fingers trailed up until he reached his ribs, giving them a light squeeze.

“EEP!” Chuuya’s body jerked violently, almost flinging off of Poe if it weren’t for his grip. “I’ll doho anything!”.

Normally Chuuya would never give in so easily, but any sense of confidence would go out the window once Dazai was involved. Not that he’d admit to that out loud.

Poe let out a soft hum, pretending to think about it. “Anything, hmm?” Another amused snort escaped him as the ginger nodded his head furiously. “I think I know…~” with that, he gently lifted Chuuya’s arms above his head and dug his wiggly fingers against the exposed skin of his armpits.

“GYAH!!! EDDIEEEEHEHEHEHE!” poor Chuuya shrieked and cackled at the top of his lungs. His face beet red and hair all tussled. Poe was having a blast seeing his hotheaded boyfriend laughing up a storm.

“What a perfect way to wait out writer’s block. You’ve been of much help~” Poe teased, letting out a chuckle of his own as he kept tickling Chuuya to pieces. Despite being shorter, they both know that Chuuya has the strength to escape whenever he wants, but we won’t mention that.

Outside of Poe’s study, there’s a pair of brown and green eyes watching the scene go down. Snickering to themselves as they take pictures and recordings, mainly Dazai as a way to blackmail Chuuya later on, but for now he’ll let the two have their fun.

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The bsd brainrot is p bad. Got stormbringer and first vol of age 15 so maybe more bsd fics?? 👀

[amberstormblade]

Your tags are always a delight Leo! +

Now go sleep! Or else I’ll find more explosives :3

Do you think the Book is sentient in some way? Do you think it attached itself to Viking somehow? Was it always so destructive? Or did its original author make it with good intentions? Has it ever experienced anything but darkness? Was its creation originally out of curiosity, were passages ever written with love?

hello amber thank you for this pipe bomb

i do think that, in some ways, the Book is alive. Viking hears it calling to him. there's a promise in the whispers. the author is someone familiar that he doesn't remember, and the words inside it may have been comforting before it tore him to shreds.

im not able to find the clip right now (it's in Viking's end of Dominion VOD), but:

"before he died, viking had a friend that mightve written the Book despite viking warning them against it"

the disclaimer here is that that's me paraphrasing after having watched the vod. but.. isn't that interesting? that Viking knew this was a bad idea? that the author was someone he knew, potentially trusted?

Viking died in an accident. he lost his memories, and lost himself, because something went horribly wrong. something magic.

good intentions only get you so far when they get the person you care about killed.

[projectnewmoon]

Sonic - Project: New Moon

Chapter 3 - Night Daze

Summary: The search for the Chaos Emeralds begins! Though Sonic doesn't seem quite alright...

Warnings: Minor violence and swearing.

Word Count: 2,441 words

-

“Yo, Tails! Hello? You in here?”

Sonic walked into Tails’ workshop, a quaint little building near Mystic Ruins where the young fox lived. Sonic often crashed here whenever he needed someplace to sleep. Tails has always said that this is Sonic's home just as much as it was his, but that has never felt quite right. He never liked staying in one place for too long, let alone call one single place his “home”. The world was his home, and he liked it that way.

He peeks into the garage, listening to the cute little tune being hummed from within. Tails' namesakes stuck out from under the Tornado, wagging as he worked away at the red plane. Probably doing a regular check-up and repairs, he assumed.

“Hey, Tails! How's it going?”

“Eep!” Tails jolted, nearly hitting his head on the plane's hull.

Sonic peeked under the plane. “Sorry, buddy. Didn't mean to scare ya.”

“Ah! Sonic! Good to see you! I was wondering where you’d been…” Tails looked at him up and down, brows suddenly furrowing. “... Since when did you have so much fluff on your chest? And why is your fur so dull? Are you sick?”

My fur is…? Sonic looked over himself, realizing that his fur did, in fact, look a lot duller than usual, but shook his head, electing to move past that and simply explain what had happened. “Oh, buddy, you will not believe what happened to me yesterday. So, basically…” Sonic said as he began to recount the events of that night, meeting Nox, transforming, waking up in the twin cats’ home, then meeting the giant dog monster and finding the Emerald, all as if it were everyday gossip. Tails listened, concern turning into horror as he went on, having gotten out from under the Tornado.

“... and that’s what led me here. I could really use some help figuring out what that Nox guy is planning, so–”

“YOU WERE INJECTED WITH LIQUID DARK GAIA ENERGY AND YOU DIDN’T IMMEDIATELY CALL FOR HELP??”

“I mean, I kinda passed out, like, right after–”

“Y-YOU TRANSFORMED INTO THAT WEREHOG THING RIGHT LAST NIGHT! AND IT LOOKS LIKE EVEN YOUR NORMAL FORM IS BEING AFFECTED! HOW MUCH ENERGY WAS PUT IN YOU??”

“I'unno, probably a lot- also I thought we agreed that ‘werehog’ was a stupid name for what I turned into.”

Tails had begun pacing anxiously now, namesakes thrashing about. “WHATEVER! THAT DOESN’T MATTER RIGHT NOW! I-I NEED TO RUN SOME SCANS ON YOU AND MAKE SURE YOU’RE ACTUALLY OKAY BEFORE–”

“Hey.” Sonic grabbed his little brother by the shoulders and held him firmly, looking into his eyes with a determined look. “Look at me, Tails. I’m alright. Relax.”

“But… Sonic, you look sick. And-and the Dark Gaia Energy could be having serious negative effects on you. More than what we already know about. I mean, last time you came into contact with that stuff, it was in a gaseous form and not injected directly into your bloodstream… you’d also had most of your Chaos Energy drained then, so–”

Sonic interrupted Tails’ worried ramblings with a sigh. “Dude, I assure you, I feel just fine. In any case, we have a new mad scientist guy to worry about. Whatever happens to me, I can handle it. Can’t be too different from last time, can it?” He smirked, feigning confidence in an attempt to reassure Tails.

It didn’t work.

“I- look, if you’re really worried, you can run some scans or whatever after we get the next Emerald.” Sonic pulled the green gem out from his spines and handed it to Tails. “Nox seems to be using a bunch of modded Badniks to look for them, and I doubt he’s gonna use them for any good, so I’d rather get ahead and find ‘em all before he does.”

He took the gem and stashed it away in the hull of the Tornado. Now it was Tails’ turn to sigh. “Alright,” he conceded, grabbing his trusty yellow handheld device off from his workbench, “I can track any strange Chaos Energy signatures using my Miles Electric. That’ll tell us where we can start searching. But once we get the closest Emerald, we’re coming right back to run some tests, got it?”

Sonic gave him a thumbs up. “Got it, bud. Where to?”

Tails tapped away at the device’s screen, typing in something so fast even Sonic had a hard time keeping up. Soon, a map of the Zone they were in appeared, with a mark denoting the duo’s current location, as well as a few scattered about deep into the jungle.

“Looks like there should be one near here. Shouldn’t take too long to get to it,” Tails said as he looked over the map, “But there’s some other strange energy signatures approaching that area…”

“Better pick up the speed, then! C’mon!” Sonic hurried out the garage door, with Tails quickly following suit.

“Wha- hey! Wait up!”

-

Giant trees loom above Sonic and Tails as they hurry across the jungles of Mystic Ruins. Vines cover the behemoths of trees from head to toe, and overgrown fallen logs and stone relics litter the forest floor. The scenery slowly grows darker as the sun begins to set over the unseen horizon.

Sonic hadn’t realized how late it had gotten. It didn’t feel like he’d been out for very long at all today, though the run from Spirit’s Grove to Mystic Ruins was quite long, and when he tried to think back on it, it felt like a haze. Maybe he’d just lost track of time.

A strange feeling wells in his chest and a tingle runs down his spine. His lungs feel heavy. It’s hard to breathe.

Tails looks back at his older brother as he begins to slow down, breathing heavily and clutching his chest.

“Sonic? Are you alright?” Tails asks.

Sonic huffs, stopping to catch his breath. “Yeah, yeah… I’m fine… Just gimme a second…”

He continues to huff, before beginning to cough into his hand, a puff of purple smoke slipping out of his mouth and through his fingers.

Tails’ eyes widened. ‘What was that?”

Sonic quirked an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly. “What was what?”

“The- the purple smoke that you just coughed out.”

He stared at Tails for a moment, unsure of what he meant. “I didn’t see any smoke.”

Tails stared at him for a moment, before shaking his head. “Never mind. I’m probably just seeing things,” he said, looking down at the Miles Electric. “We’re almost there, not much farther now.”

So the two continued on their trek, hurrying down a giant fallen log and reaching a clearing where ruins of a time long gone rested. Vines and moss overtook the stone pillars, and Sonic’s fur rose as he felt the familiar energy of the Warp Ring that floated in the very center. Though that feeling from earlier returns, stronger, heavier. A sense of unease settles in his gut, one he can’t shake off.

Something was coming. He knew it.

The sun had set.

“T-Tails…?” His body trembled. Chip’s bracelet on his wrist began to glow, a warning.

He fell to his knees as his body began to change.

“SONIC?!” Tails hurried to his brother’s side. “Oh no, oh no, oh no…”

Out from the underbrush, a horde of robots surround the duo and the Warp Ring, and leading the horde was a large Super Badnik, a modified E-series robot, standing tall over them and pointing a laser gun arm straight at the back of Tails’ head.

Just as it shoots, Sonic pushes through the pain and shoves Tails aside, dodging the laser bullet by a hair.

Tails gets himself up, looking back at his brother as he begins to transform before rushing towards the Super Badnik. He flicks the gun arm away from Sonic with his tails before flying up to its head to distract it. The other Badniks begin to surround him and Sonic, readying their weapons to attack…

“Rrgh… RRAAAGH…!”

Sonic snarled, punching and clawing at the Badniks surrounding him with large, blue paws. His voice reverberates, loud and beastly, as he tears them to pieces with terrifying strength. Robots fall left and right as he crushes them in his paws, falling into heaps of scrap leaking liquid Dark Gaia Energy from the cracks like blood.

The sickeningly sweet scent of the dark god’s essence filled his nose, clouding his thoughts.

Tails tried to call for Sonic, but his voice was drowned out by the ringing in his ears and the shooting of lasers.

Everything becomes a blur. Thoughts replaced with static.

Instinct takes over.

Metal clangs and tears. Something falls. That something is under his paws. It squirms. Claws rip into it. Liquid energy spills.

It stops moving. Claws continue to rip and tear.

“Sonic! Sonic, can you hear me?!” Tails’ voice finally broke through the static in his mind. “It’s already down! You don’t have to keep…”

Sonic looks back at Tails. Sharp green eyes meet blue. He growls.

“... Sonic…?”

They stare at each other, silence hanging in the air, thick, almost palpable.

“... Whu– Huh?” Sonic awoke from his daze. “W-why are you looking at me like that?”

Sonic looks around at the destruction he caused, metal scraps barely recognizable as Badniks littering the ruins, violet glowing liquid pooling around them. Tails held a wrench, one he could only assume he was using to attack the Badniks.

He looked down at his own paws. They were stained purple.

Tails walked up to him, a worried look on his face. “Are you okay? You started acting… really weird.”

“I–” Purple smoke welled up in his lungs, sending him into a coughing fit. It pours out of his mouth with each cough, leaving a sour taste on his tongue that lingers long after the coughing ceases, and he is left gasping. Tails rushed to his side, patting his back, careful not to poke himself with his brother’s sharp spines.

Once he finally catches his breath, Sonic stands up, gently patting Tails’ head as a silent thank you for trying to help. “I was gonna say I’m fine, but that’s an obvious lie at this point,” he grumbled, “Lets just grab that Emerald and get outta here.”

“Right. And once we get it, we’re going straight back home to run those scans,” Tails said seriously.

“Yeah, yeah…” He still wasn’t too keen on the idea of being poked and prodded at over something he’s experienced before and recovered from just fine, but he couldn’t say he wasn’t at least a little concerned about coughing up a bunch of smoke, so… better be safe than sorry.

Sonic stepped off of the now destroyed E-series robot, before walking towards the golden light of the Warp Ring. The Chaos Energy surrounding it made his fur and quills stand on edge. It was overpowering, blindingly bright light stabbing into his eyes, his brain, but he shields his face with a paw and pushes through the forces trying to keep him back.

Strange, Special Zones don’t usually push him away like this. But he has to do this, he has to make his way through, or else who knows what will happen if Nox gets his hands on the Emerald…

He jumps into it, and he begins to fall into the void of light.

-

Sonic falls, and falls, and falls once more, but something feels different this time. He feels… sick.

Something claws at his insides, wanting to tear itself free from his flesh. He begins to feel nauseous.

The landscape twists and turns and shifts around him. Trees and vines grow and weave themselves into a tunnel, and through the gaps, Sonic can see the sky become a twinkling and ever shifting ocean. Light trickles down into the tunnel, breaking through the darkness. Rings appear, forming a path as they always do, and at the very end of the tunnel, the bright blue light of a Chaos Emerald shines, calling out to him.

But when gravity adjusts and Sonic’s feet finally touch the ground, his knees buckle under his own weight, and he falls down onto the coarse bark that made up the ground. His head spun, vision unfocused. But he pushed himself up and simply shook off the feeling, taking a deep breath and carefully making his way down.

“Y’don’t like me bein’ here much, do ya?” he spoke, looking up as if he could talk to the Special Zone itself, “Guess Chaos n’ Dark Gaia Energy don’t mix well.”

He follows the path of rings, hoping he doesn’t need his speed to pass the test of the Emerald this time. Every time he collects one, it fizzles out into golden dust and he feels a tingle down his spine. The feeling of something wanting to escape his body grows.

As he continues onward, the tunnel becomes darker. Something whispers in the darkness, calling out to Sonic. Speaking to him in a strange, old tongue. He stops, listening closely, trying to understand, but he can’t decipher the words.

His attention is brought back to the Emerald, its glow drawing him closer. He was almost there, now, just needed to reach out…

His paw lands on the blue gem. It burns his skin. He jolts, but refuses to let go.

The world fades, and in a blink of an eye, he finds himself standing in Mystic Ruins once more.

“Ahh– Ow, shit-” Sonic winced, fumbling with the Emerald in his hand before it slipped and flew off from his paws. Tails quickly catches the gem before it falls onto the grass.

Tails looks up at Sonic with a confused expression. “What was that?”

“Damn thing burnt my hand for no reason,” Sonic growled, glaring at the Emerald as he shook the pain away from his paw.

“That’s… odd,” Tails said as he looked down at the gem in his hands, “The Emeralds have never done anything like that before.”

Sonic shrugged. “Guess they just don’t like me in this form.”

“Pfft- now that’s just silly. Now c’mon, let’s head back so I can run those scans,” Tails says as he turns to walk back to his workshop. Begrudgingly, Sonic follows, and the two make their way back home.

Sonic couldn’t help but wonder why the Emerald had reacted that way to him. Why the Special Zone seemed to have wanted to keep him out. Why he felt so sick when he entered the Zone. But he wouldn’t get any answers right now. Now, he should focus on mentally preparing himself for whatever tests Tails had in store for him…

[rzyraffek]

Hewos!

I was hoping to request some soft moments with the Sinclair Brothers, Brahms, and Billy Lenz?

Thank you! Have a good day/night :3

Yall wtf I come back home and i got 4new requests??? I am famous or something THANK YOU ALL FOR REQUEST!!! Some of them are sus but ily all still💖💖 But this request is very cute!!

They/them, sfw, Request open

Fluffy times with slasher

Billy Lenz

He might be a weird creep but he also is a huge cuddlebug

Like everytime they wanna relax and watch movie or do something fun this guy will litteraly lay on them

My guy turns into tomato everytime s/o cups his cheeks, or holds his hands gently😳😳

Also if s/o is a gamer he will watch them play and be theirs number one fan (tbh whatever competitive hobby they got hes nr1 fan). Shit talking people with Billy>>

He moves a lot in his sleep, kicks too, and probably talks aswell. He is very active sleeper.

Also he is a night owl but he goes to bed with s/o so they can lie toghether. And he will stare qt them (litteraly just like in the movie btw)

Get him some headbands those hair are getting into his eyes

Bo Sinclair

Okay but he loves when they grab his arm when they are walking together. Or when s/o kisses him, he doenst care tbh everykiss from them is wonderful

His arm always lands on them during sleep, and he snores too

He loves borrowing his hoodies and shirts to them but he smokes so everything he wears smells like nikotine, and he too smells like it. So hopefully they dont mind it

If they are upset he gonna get so protective, like ?who hurt you? Why are you crying?? And a lot of touches too

Vincent Sinclair

Quality time with vincent inculdes: teaching them how to make wax figures, go on walk with a dog, braid eachother hair, and gossip. Yeah gossip i know this guy doenst look like it but he lives for drama. Talking shit about rude and disrespectful vitims is great

Hes increadeably patient! When he was teaching them how to use make stuff out of wax no matter how many tries s/o failed and how many tiems tjey said that their work looks ugly and well- bad he was like "nononono try again but like this *shows some epic wax strategy*"

His brothers are very happy that vincent is socialasing! He usually just hangs out with bo or lester, god he doesnt even interacts with his victims???

His hands are shaky

He sleeps like lil babi, he 100% does 'ah mimimimi ah mimimi' when asleep, also he is very nervous to hug them while in bed and when he wakes up to them hugging him, he will turn tomato

Brahms Heelshire

Guy has skin walker vibes. Like s/o gonna just vibe in bed trying to zzz and this guy will just stand in dark corridor, staring, with absolute darkness behind him. And it doesnt help that he is very skinny and has long long arms

He loves cooking together!! Helping in kitchen is such fun job! But he won't clean the dishes! he is disgusted by wet food

No pets in house!! He would be 100% jealous!! And he already has 50rats in walls I think that's enough animals for now

When he talks about stuff he enjoys he moves his hands alot!

He loves playing hide and seek! And scaring s/o when they don't see him😈😈

Asa Emory

Rich bitch

You calling him at 3am because you hungry and there's no food in fridge? Uhh yes honey lemmie just finish this victim of and-what? You want Chinese food this time? Hmm yeah that sounds tasty

He gonna spoil them!

Hes very animalistic tbh, but he is also a gentleman. He gonna ask for consent everytime he even gets near them "can I kiss you?/is it okay if I do that" ect ect

Sleeping with him is scary. Fr. He gonna just randomly disapear in middle of night and come back 9hours later. Or he gonna be missing for almost whole day and just comeback while s/o is eeping and just go to sleep like nothing happened

Also he purrs

Yall I got alot of requests now so I might do them slowly! If you requested anything lately dont worry I will write that I just need time!!