#he reminds me of a kitten haha

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Error 404: (Self-Aware!AU, Sylus Edition) – Pt. 3

Summary: A LADS self-aware!AU featuring Sylus and a (now skeptical!) player. That’s it, that’s the plot. A/N: I’ve already outlined the entire thing–now it’s just a matter of writing it, so don’t worry! Even if some chapters take me longer to update, I’m gonna finish this one way or another. Promise. *fingers crossed* Tags: player!reader x sylus, fem!reader x sylus, reader x lads, self-aware!au, strong language, reader thinks she’s losing her marbles because of a certain someone

Pt. 1 - Pt. 2 - Pt. 3 - Pt. 4 - Pt. 5 - Pt. 6 - Pt. 7 - Pt. 8 - Pt. 9 - Pt. 10

“Alright—okay, don’t be stupid,��� You chant to yourself as you pace restlessly from the kitchen area of your studio, to the coffee table where you’ve set your phone lying facedown. “Just open the damn thing.” 

You’ve just arrived back at the condo a little past seven PM after a, frankly, productive–if not slightly distracted–day of running errands. You’re home, and you haven’t even got to unpacking the two paper bags (and a box) worth of groceries that were all but thrown carelessly on the kitchen counter, and already, you’re back to stressing over all the weird shit that's been happening to you.

Throughout the afternoon, you tried your hardest to resist the urge to check your phone, especially whenever you see the screen light up–whether it was in your hand or stashed away in your half-zipped fanny pack.

It’s at the most random times too, but always when you act on your unfortunate tendency to monologue your thoughts out loud. 

Sure, it could just be some random push app notifications. Text messages from the few people that hit you up on the weekends–invitations to hang out, maybe. A few newsletters you forgot to unsubscribe from, if you’re unlucky. 

But you think the timing’s far too deliberate to be purely coincidental. 

“Do I get a dozen eggs or just half? What do I even need a dozen for?” (Phone vibrates)

“Oh, hey, Indomie’s on sale if you buy in bulk. How much for a box?” (Screen flashes. Twice.)

“Who the hell is holding up the line, damn–oh, it’s an old lady. Better hurry the fuck up, grandma.” (Screen flashes) “...Sorry! I didn’t mean that.” 

“Ughhh… my tummy hurty…” (Phone vibrates) “What—” 

“Everything’s perfectly normal. Just your average, sunny Saturday! You are an independent, capable adult… who’s fucking losing it.” (Screen flashes–after a minute interval) 

Of course, you have an inkling as to what’s–or who’s–blowing your phone up; in fact, he’s never left your mind since this morning.

So presently, you’re in the middle of having a small existential crisis over what that means, for you and your sanity. No big deal. 

You puff out your cheeks for a couple of seconds before letting out a deep breath. Don’t be a pussy. I’m sure there’s a logical explanation to all of this. You’re–you’re not crazy. 

Landing heavily down in front of the low table, you finally grab your phone, hand shaking with the teensiest amount of trepidation. Not giving yourself any more time to think and second-guess, you flip it over, switching it back to Ring mode as you swipe up to see—

—a barrage of notifications; one popping up after another. 

Some of them are what you’ve expected: plain, old push notifications from banking apps, others from varying socials. There’s one from your mom. A reminder to email her the flight tickets you still haven’t gotten around to booking yet. 

And. Six banner notifications from the game. From… from–him. It’s something you’ve already braced yourself for. It doesn’t prepare you, however, for what they actually said. 

A knot grows in your chest, spreading rapidly like slithering twine as your mind tries, and somewhat fails, to make sense of what your eyes are seeing. 

Grab a dozen, sweetie. It won’t add much to the total cost, and you need that protein every morning. Cereal’s not gonna cut it. 

You really ought to lessen your sodium intake, kitten. (and) Do NOT get the box. Stop. 

Haha. A feisty one, aren’t you? 

Mmm, poor baby.

I– we can talk about this later when you get home.

Each notification contains a completely unique dialogue you’ve never seen before. A play-by-play commentary specifically in response to you— to your personal remarks from earlier, spoken out loud— that there is absolutely no way anyone could still pass this off as simply being system-generated. 

A faint ringing echoes in your ears as you slowly draw back, putting some distance between the onslaught of text and… you. You can’t seem to tear your gaze away from the screen, though. Even if the back of your head bumps against the seat edge of the sofa behind you from how far you’ve already leaned back. 

Blinking in stunned silence, the only thing you could croak out is a strained “what the fuuuck.” 

... Ping!

Still mustering the courage to face me? Don’t keep me in suspense, darling. 

The sudden message jolts you back to reality. You suck in a deep breath.

… Despite everything, you can’t help but find his nonchalant response to your gradual spiral into hysterics–because he knows–a little amusing. Also rude. But mostly funny. 

(It’s also probably just your brain’s last-ditch effort to find some semblance of control, but whatever.)

At this point, you know that you’re merely delaying the inevitable. Swallowing, you press on one of Sylus’ messages and it immediately boots up the game. 

Instead of soothing your nerves like it usually does, the orchestral background music from the loading screen puts you more on edge; your anxiety builds up to a crescendo, harmonious to the heralding of what you know will undoubtedly change the trajectory of your life. 

Dramatic, but true. 

48%... 82%... 98%...

There’s a hollow drop in your stomach when the screen–finally–reveals the familiar sight of the café. The golden ambient light enters your field of vision for a split second before your eyes flit reflexively to the man standing in the middle of the screen, whose presence commandeered your full attention.

He’s wearing his motorcycle jacket–the black one with the red and white thorn(?) accents, paired along the pair of leather pants with the iconic double zipper. Aside from the black zircon studs, he’s not wearing anything out of the ordinary. Nothing is looking out of the ordinary, actually. 

Holding your breath, you wait for the other shoe to drop. 

“Are you waiting for me to say hello? Then–” Sylus muses with an amused lilt to his voice, sauntering closer to flick “your” forehead. There’s a beat before he continues: “That’s my way of saying hello.” 

… Huh? 

That’s—this isn’t how it’s supposed to go. You… you don’t know what you were expecting, but this wasn’t it.

The man in front of you doesn’t look any different from how he usually does; the way that his… character animation (Should you call it that? It doesn’t seem right, given the circumstance, but you don’t know how best to describe anything anymore) flows is so–-so infuriatingly… normal. As if it’s just like any other day that you’ve logged in the game. 

Where did the sentience go? Why is he reciting lines he’s programmed to say? None of it adds up.

Your mouth tries to form words, but nothing comes out. With wide eyes, you helplessly gape at him. Speechless. For a moment, you feel like you’ve actually gone mad. 

A small “what’s happening?” slips past your lips. Your eyes dart across his face, trying to analyze every microexpression, any hint of sentience on him–in his eyes, in his movements. 

You find none. 

Mechanically, you exit the game.

“What the actual fuck?” You whisper-shout at nothing in particular, and maybe to the biggest cause of your current disconcertion; one who you thought… Who you were sure was—

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Fuck it. It’s time to put your detective skills to work.

[luminouslywriting]

Falling asleep on the Bob guys

Nonny, this is such a darling request! Sorry it's taken me so long to get to it :) I hope you really enjoy and are having a great day! Reminder that my requests are open and I love the spam!

Cut for length, paragraph format below:

Dick Winters:

Dick Winters is the type of man to be caught off guard in the softest of ways. He's not expecting you to fall asleep on him and he's still trying to talk over plans when he realizes that you're totally and completely out. It's at this point that he gets this really soft expression on his face and just decides to treasure the moment since you never know what will happen. He stays awake and keeps a wary eye out for any sort of danger that might befall the two of you. And he might murmur a few sweet nothings to you while you're asleep since there's no harm and foul for that.

Lewis Nixon:

Honestly, he's rambling and rambling and is waiting for you to reply to anything that he's said and mid-ramble, he looks down to find you asleep. Kinda makes this amused expression on his face and then presses a short and sweet kiss to your forehead. He's perfectly content as a kitten, curling up and falling asleep next to you. Especially if you're the one who fell asleep first—he's not about to move you or wake you up haha.

Ronald Speirs:

Realizes you're falling asleep very quickly and just goes kinda quiet. He doesn't have the heart to move you or wake you up so he can move, so he just sits there with your head on his shoulder and finally has a minute to just be calm and relax in peace. It's honestly a cathartic experience for him and he gets to reflect on your relationship, which endears the situation even more to him.

Buck Compton:

Gets this really goofy smile on his face at the fact that you're asleep on his shoulder. He absolutely adores seeing you this peaceful and will press a kiss to the crown of your head and snuggle in real close to you. He's the type to probably fall asleep with you, even more cuddled up and practically spooning at that point.

Carwood Lipton:

A softie who softly tells you a story until you are solidly asleep on his shoulder. And then he's slightly blushy and shy about the entire thing, but he's not about to move—he's no idiot. So he just wraps an arm around you and murmurs a soft goodnight. He'll treasure this memory for the rest of his life and wants to wake up next to you every single day henceforth.

Joe Liebgott:

Literally the sassiest mf—the minute that you fall asleep, he's out here glaring at anyone who walks by a little bit too loudly or is talking too much. He'll shush and tell someone to get the hell away from the situation bc no one is about to interrupt your beauty sleep. Not on his watch. He's also slightly smug and definitely thinking about sex in the future and how your married life would be.

Donald Malarkey:

10/10 a great person to fall asleep on. He's a solid choice, if only for the fact that he's ultra respectful and kind about things. He'll sit there patiently and untangle your hair while you're asleep and just relax. It's honestly just as calming getting to be around you while you're asleep and it becomes a tradition between the two of you.

Eugene Roe:

You cannot convince me that he isn't the best choice here. He gets super soft and almost emotional about the fact that you trust him enough to fall asleep near him and on him. He'll murmur lullabies in a half-whisper in French and stroke your hair and rub your back soothingly until you're totally asleep. He absolutely loves you and that'll be the last thing you hear before you're totally out for the count.

Bill Guarnere:

Doesn't realize you've fallen asleep until he turns to hear your reply or comments from a story he's been telling and then realizes that you're totally out. He gets this kinda goofy grin and just snuggles up real close to you. He's very honored that you feel safe enough to fall asleep in his presence—and he's not about to lose that trust for literally anything. You mean the world to him.

Joe Toye:

Slightly panicked?! Which doesn't really make sense, but you're literally asleep and he's just not about to let anyone interrupt that. He'll glare and make menacing motions to anyone who's too loud and he just wants to cuddle up next to you without anyone giving him shit. Not that anyone would—but you know, he's got some worries. Either way, he's real gentle about the entire thing.

George Luz:

Probably happens in a foxhole amidst some jokes and laughs to keep spirits up. And when you don't respond, he gets a little worried and then glances over to find out that you're just asleep on his shoulder. Gets this shit-eating grin on his face and he's definitely gonna tease you about it later (but not in front of anyone else). He's secretly very pleased that you fell asleep on him since he's got a big crush on you anyway haha.

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 — 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧:

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𝙖/𝙣: ooooooffff this one was ROUGH :3, @hetashi-takashimaya-apollos-kid happy birthday!! i hope you like this one haha :D

𝙩/𝙬: rough rough rough AHHIE DONT READ THIS, pinning

𝒍𝒆𝒆: minho

𝙡𝙚𝙧: seungmin, jisung, jeongin

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s🖤

The three boys pounced, Jisung cackling as he tackled the captain to the floor, the two others pulling his arms above his head. 

Minho gasped and bucked around, just to shriek out a plea for mercy as Seungmin took a seat on his ankles while Felix sat on his arms, resting the eldest’s head on his lap. 

“Yeah, yeah. We managed to overpower you.” Jisung made a move to get off of the captain’s waist, much to the other soon-to-be lers’ surprise. 

“Where are you going?” Felix questioned. “Um…what are you guys doing?” Jisung retorted. “We’re gonna wreck him, why’re you leaving, come help us!” Seungmin yelled. “He’s not ticklish!” Jisung waved his hand nonchalantly.  

“Oh hoho boy, you have no idea, do you?” Seungmin sighed, pulling the quokka back by the ankle and seating him on Minho’s legs, much to the captain’s dismay. 

Seungmin straddled the older’s waist, cooing at the way Minho squeaked at the movement.  

“Okay, come here, let me show you all the ways to get him screaming~” Seungmin chuckled lowly, and Minho sealed his lips, cheeks crimson.  

A singular finger tracing up his side was enough to make him flinch; the captain knew he was done for. 

Embarrassment creeped up Minho’s neck to his ears as Jisung watched him with everlasting curiousity, eyes gleaming with fondness as Seungmin cooed at him again. 

“Seungmin, stop this! I am your captain, of course I’m not tickl—AAH!!” Minho squealed when a single finger poked his armpit, a smile on his face betraying him. 

Seungmin leaned closer to his ear, whispering something in the older boy’s ear that made him so red that even Felix began to tease him. 

“This is gonna tickle sooo badly for you, isn’t it? Imagine, Jisungie, watching you laugh your cute little head off with that little weakness of yours. You may be the captain, but now I’m calling the shots, got it? And I’m not stopping till you’re begging~”

Minho squeaked, face burning a bright red. Jisung watched in awe as Seungmin managed to unravel the stoic captain with just his words, while his fingers gently traced Min’s sides with every word, a gentle reminder of what’s to come. 

“Okay, Jisungie, first you wanna get him to at least stop denying that he’s ticklish. I know you thought he wasn’t, but trust me, he’s one of the most sensitive people ever, you just gotta break that initial shyness, you know?” Felix instructed, hands suddenly moving to the kitten’s armpits and scribbling gently, causing Minho to arch his back with a restrained yelp, eyes squeezing shut with a grin on his face. 

“You’re so cute…now tickle tickle tickle, hyunggg~” Seungmin teased, hands suddenly moving to his sides and digging in roughly. 

Minho gasped, the finger inching closer and closer to his belly button. 

“You’re not ticklish here, are you?” Seungmin asked in mock confusion and curiousity, finger swirling around the area, the same way Minho had done to Jisung the first time he had arrived on the ship.  

Hannie could feel his face start to burn at the memory, suddenly excusing himself to run to Minho’s room. He had an idea. 

By the time he returned, Minho still hadn’t broken, although his ears signalled that he couldn’t last much longer. 

Seungmin waited with a smirk until Jisung’s eyes were trained on the captain again, Minho pleading desperately with his eyes. It was all fruitless, however, it never stopped Minnie from beginning to absolutely ruin the older. 

“Mmmmmmmmm—NOOOOHOHOHO SEHEUNGMIN LEHEHEHET ME GOHOHO YOU BRAT!!” Minho exploded into laughter as the finger slipped into his sensitive belly button all the same. 

Jisung watched in shock as Felix began to join in gleefully, the two boys’ hands moving so fast across the captain’s torso that the kitten was having trouble breathing through his laughter. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE OHOHO MY GAHAHAHAA—NOHO LET GOHO AHAHAHAGHHH!!” Minho twisted away, tears already beginning to line his eyelashes. 

Jisung stared, eyes watching as the two lers picked him apart, finding familiar spots to make the captain squeal and twist side to side.  

“FUHUHUHUHUCK YOU SEHEHEHEUNGMINN!!” Minho swore, twisting and trying to contain his laughter, just to break down yet again into uncontrollable mirth as Felix aimed at another spot.  

“Oh wooowww…you’re a real glutton for punishment, huh, captain?” Seungmin scoffed, hands moving to the elder’s hips. 

That’s when Min began to beg. “Wait…wahahait…I’m sorry—just please, don’t touch me!” He yelped as a singular poke made its way to the area. 

Jisung noted how Felix silently continued his work, not the type to tease until his lees went red, however Seungmin seemed to be the polar opposite. 

Seungmin called Jisung over to sit on the elder’s legs, and Minho shrieked for mercy. 

Mong grabbed his hips with his hands, suddenly kneading into the space with his thumbs in the captain’s hollows while the rest of his fingers dug deep into Min’s v-line. 

Jisung was almost thrown off with how hard the cat bucked, a high-pitched scream shooting from his lips as he jolted away from the puppy’s touch. 

“NUHUH-UH!! SEUNGMIN, DONT YOU FUCKING DAAAAARE —AAHAHHAAHAHAAA!’” Minho absolutely lost it, thrashing around hysterically. 

Another wail ripped from his throat as Jisung experimentally squeezed at his thighs. 

“NONONONO! AHAHAHAHAHAH! WAAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHP!! STOP STAHAP STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAP!” 

“Who knew the captain was so sensitive?~” Seungmin cooed, although Minho was too hysterical to really pay attention to whatever nonsense they were spewing. 

“YOU MOHTHERFUHUCKER! STAHAHAHAHAHAP! ILL-KILL-YOU!” Min shrieked. 

“Now you’re just being real impossible, hyung.” Felix sighed, shifting his hands from the kitten’s armpits to his ribs instead, startling at the instantaneous reaction.  

“WAIT! WAITWAITWAIT-!"

Felix grinned. “Scoooorreee!!”

Seungmin followed by dipping a very familiar hooked tool into Minho’s belly button, and a flash of familiarity caught the boy off guard as Jisung smirked. “This is my revenge.”

Minho threw his head back and arched his spine, a desprate, gravely scream forcing itself out of him before he frustratedly squealed at the pure amount of hands, the overwhelming sensations reducing him to an absolute mess on the floor of the deck. He didn’t even want to know how many of his crewmates could probably hear him losing his mind right now. 

“OKAHAHAHAHAHHAAAY!! OKAHAHAY OKAY OKAY OKAY WAHAHAIT WAIT!! STOP—STOP—STAAAAHAAAAHHAP!! IHIM SAHAHARRYY!!” Minho wailed. 

Jisung teasingly moved his hands towards the captain’s legs, throwing off the older’s shoes. 

Through his tearful laughter, Minho saw his life flash before his eyes. “WAIT!! IHIHIHIHIHI—ISAIDIWASSOHORRY!!” 

“I know, but you might need it to sink in a bit more, dontcha think?” Seungmin grinned evilly. The second those cruel, cruel hands descended onto his poor soles, he was done for. 

He wailed and apologized, cursed and thrashed, but none of it was enough. 

“WOAAH—AAAAAAHHHH!!” And his laughter was gone, mind rolling and tears practically streaming down his cheeks. 

Minho was a mess, shirt and hair completely tousled and eyes tearing up almost painfully. 

He mustered enough breath to scream out a desperate “EHHEEEENOUGHHHH!!”

Hands slipped off of his body entirely, and Seungmin watched with growing concern as the older just lay there, not moving, just panting irresponsively. 

Minho gasped for air, eyes shut exhaustively. 

“That was…something.” Jisung whispered, moving over to the captain and checking on him. “You alive?”

“Baharely, cause of you brahats…” Minho sucked in more air, holding his stomach to prevent any excess giggles to slip out. 

They sat in silence for a few minutes before they checked on him again. 

Minho lay sprawled on the floor, his cheeks flushed and eyes half-closed with a contented grin. Seungmin gently brushed a stray lock of hair from Minho's face, while Felix and Jisung playfully ruffled his hair.

“Looks like we finally wore you out,” Felix teased softly. “And who would’ve known you were so ticklish?” Jisung followed. 

“Shuhut up…”

A while after they managed to settle the sleepy kitty into bed, the nestled themselves around the cushions. 

They exchanged knowing glances, appreciating the rare moment of tranquility. Seungmin reached over and gently adjusted the blanket around Minho, ensuring he was snug and comfortable. “He really needed this,” Seungmin murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jisung nodded, his gaze warm. “Yeah, it’s nice to see him so at ease.”

Felix leaned back, stretching his legs out with a contented sigh. “Let’s just stay like this for a while.” Earning agreement from the others. 

Minho’s dreams were filled with a sense of unspoken gratitude and warmth. Then a need for more revenge. What can he say? He needed to get all of them back somehow…

[kerorinart]

This's Ush based on my headcanon, I'm going to explain everything about this Ush. I'll comment on the IDEA, I will explain the CONCEPT of the entire design and finally I'll tell you the LORE of this Ush (it will be a brief lore since it's not fully developed yet)

Let's goooo!!👇

🔺The idea

Basically, the idea comes from a dream I had a few days ago haha. I dreamed about a heroic Ush that for some reason the Ush in my dream had white spots on his fur.

I thought it was so cool that I wanted to draw the Ush from my dream, But cooler would be to give him a lore and a reason. And something quite interesting occurred to me 👀 (when it comes to my favorite characters I put a lot of effort into it hahaha)

🔺Concept

The white spots reminded me of when Ush in the Remington comic suffered very serious burns. After sacrificing himself to save Bonta from a fearsome monster, he was reincarnated into a kitten, who in the comic kept those stains from the burns. I thought it would be cool to keep those burns in the form of white spots as a symbol of his sacrifice for the nation 🫡

As for him outfit, I was inspired by traditional oriental clothing, since Ush looks that type of clothing. This Ush is wearing a blue haori* ( *a traditional Japanese jacket) , very representative color of Bonta, with a silver headdress around the edges of the garment. He wears his uniform somewhat sloppy and more comfortable for combat. The red ropes on his legs are woolen threads.

As for the weapon, I opted for a lance because I liked one of first designs of Ush that had a lance, in that design, the lance had a bell hanging and I decided to add it as a reference. This spear isn't just any spear, I was inspired by the niginatas! a Japanese weapon. And of course i wasn't going to forget that he's an Ecaflip, therefore his weapon on the upper blade represents a ♠️, on the lower blade a ♦️, like playing cards, and because the original Ush carries two swords which also represents these symbols. I should also mention that the upper blade is also inspired by the tips of French spears.

With this design I wanted to make something neither so detailed nor so simple.

🔺The lore

This's the story of a different Ush, who after the threat of a terrible monster in the nation of Bonta, sacrificed himself putting an end to the monster and reincarnated into a new life

In addition to preserving his nobility, he was named as a hero of Bonta, Ush would continue to live up to this name and find the admiration he so desired to have, or that's what his lackeys told him, because Ush... He doesn't remember anything about his previous life.

He doesn't know who the Brotherhood of the Forgotten/The Siblings are, and they didn't go looking for him again either because his priorities changed. Although he isn't involved in these canonical events, who knows if he may meet the little eliatrope again 👀

~ The end ~

Thank you for reading :)💕

[potatomountain]

My Filthy Boy- part 3

Witch!bf!Wooyoung x reader x witch!ateez ot8

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Word count: 5.2k

AN: took me absolutely forever but here it is! Part 3! I’d say my biggest challenge for this series is figuring out the different ways m/f/m can screw and which ways fit which boys :’) I will be putting Smut tags below the cut and taglist at the bottom! Ask/comment to be put on the taglist! also no idea who to do next ^^’ so will probs be awhile before i put out part 4. Also i apologize cuz bottom woo just got out of hand for me- haha whoops

reminder i dont edit my works and i dont update frequently. 

Smut tags/warnings: switch wooyoung, switch reader, dom ???, cumeating, mxm, mxf, mxfxm, threesome, oral (male receiving)  slight degradation, slight food play(?), orgasm denial, squirting, fingering, praise, overstimulation, slight breathplay (if you squint), use of petnames (baby girl, pretty girl, baby boy, princess, kitten, etc), let me know if i missed any :’) “mommy” kink.

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You weren't expecting Mingi to still be there when you woke up, but it was Wooyoung not-so-quietly shooing him away that had caused you to stir. You briefly caught his bare back leaving the room. With a sleepy stretch, you reached out for Wooyoung, the soft sound drawing his attention.

He turned with a bright smile, quickly making his way over and sitting on the edge of the bed before covering your upper body with his in a makeshift hug. “Good morning sleepy head.” “Mm… I can’t believe you’re awake before me.” With a sleepy smile you wrapped your arms around him, quickly entangling yourself in his limbs.

“I wanted to shoo Mingi away before he asked for round two.” He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses there. “He wanted to wake you up with a surprise.” You shivered at the idea of just what that surprise could be, and truthfully you wouldn’t have minded at all. But- “Other’s first right?”

“Mhmm, my girl knows what’s up.” Nibbling on your ear the nature of his touches quickly changed tune, his hands gripping your hips while his own grinded into your thigh. 

If you didn't know any better, you would think that sex was the only thing on your boyfriend’s mind. Most of the time it probably was, and right now you didn’t mind. Your curiosity was more than peaked on the others, and not just because you had been thinking about them for days now. No, after Mingi, you could say you were eager to try them all on for size.

Your stomach protested your current train of thought, Wooyoung’s lips pausing on your collarbone and you could feel them spread into a smirk. “I think my baby needs to be filled with something else first.” He teased, pulling away reluctantly, letting his hands run over your still naked body and admiring every inch he exposed by pushing the blanket off you. “Then I’ll fill you up just how you like it.”

Rolling your eyes you climbed off the bed and away from him, looking for your discarded clothes. “Shower, then food, and then we can talk about next. Okay?”

Pouting, he followed you around the room as you picked up your clothes and his. “But that’s no fun! Can we have shower sex and then eat?”

“No.”

“But-”

Sighing, you turned to him and placed your hands on your hips. “Wooyo, I’m hungry, pleeeease let me eat before you wear me out again.”

Despite his playful smirk, he nodded and saluted. “Yes Ma’am! What baby wants, baby gets.” 

He did behave well enough in the shower, going so far as washing you and showering your body with kisses as he dried you off. You didn’t know if it was your imagination or not, but you felt closer to him than before. Safer and more loved. He also seemed a bit happier.

You humored him and wore one of his t-shirts and sweats, leaving your underwear off as they needed washed. With the way things were going between you and the others in this household, modesty wasn’t your biggest concern. Besides, they all had seen you butt ass naked and getting rammed by Wooyoung, there wasn’t much of a point in trying to remain modest.

That didn’t make it any less awkward when the two of you walked into the kitchen, Wooyoung behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist, to find Seonghwa cooking.

He turned to see who entered, eyes locking onto you and widening several degrees. “Ah, good morning you two.” 

You tried to return his awkward smile but Wooyoung was rushing you over to the breakfast bar to sit you down. “Morning Hyung! Is any of that for us? It smells sooooo good.”

“Mhmm, I figured you both would be hungry.” His eyes lingered on you for a moment before turning back to the stove. “I can call for you when it’s ready.”

“Nah, we’ll just hang out here until then, that’s fine.” Wooyoung helped you up into the stool and then made his way over to the fridge to get you both some juice. “You don’t mind, do you Hyung?”

“Not at all.” And yet his back seemed to be much more tense than when the two of you had entered.

Whether or not Wooyoung picked up on it, he didn’t seem to care. “Perfect!” He poured two glasses of juice and brought them over to you. Setting one down in front of you he climbed into the seat next to yours but moved it closer. “Then I can love on you some more in the meantime.” With a bit of a pout you brought the glass to your lips. “You are really insatiable aren’t you?”

“Only for you, love.”

“Didn’t seem like that last night.” You teased, voice low in an attempt to keep the conversation to yourself.

“Ah that’s right, you’ve never seen me suck a cock before. Though you still do it better.” Wooyoung, however, kept his tone normal, not even caring if Seonghwa overheard.

By his red ears, he definitely heard. Unlike Wooyoung, he had enough decency to keep quiet, but at the same time you wished he wouldn’t. What did Seonghwa have to say on this? He was the one who made sure everyone was fed and kept the place clean, usually by Hongjoong’s side or scolding the others when things went wrong. A true mother figure.

But fuck he was gorgeous, you could only imagine the expressions he would make, or the sounds he’d let out. It was hard to get a clear picture because you weren’t sure what to expect really. You had ever pegged Mingi for the type to eat pussy like his life depended on it. Or to be so desperate for it. Even Wooyoung, you hadn’t expected him to enjoy watching you get railed so much.

So in what way was Seonghwa going to surprise you?

“I’m excited to see what else you can do, baby boy.” Trying to take your mind off the other man in the room, you turned in your seat to face your boyfriend who had quite the smirk on his face. “What?”

“I’m sure I’m not the only one you are curious about, kitten.”

You shrugged, taking another sip of your juice as you mulled over for an answer. You could be honest and shameless, or you could feign ignorance and let Wooyoung play the game of getting it out of you. Both options sounded tempted, but really you wondered which would rile up Seonghwa.

You didn’t have to tell Wooyoung that’s what you wanted, he probably gathered that just from the way your eyes were raking over every inch of the older man’s back in the pastel shirt he wore. “I’ll admit, I’m curious about a lot of things. You opened Pandora's box, how do you plan to take responsibility?”

Wooyoung pulled himself closer and wrapped his arms around your waist, placing a kiss to your shoulder before resting his chin there. “By making sure the love of my life is always satisfied.”

Your heart swelled at his comment, resting your head against his. “I would constantly need an appetite to keep up with you though.”

“Don’t you already?” He placed kisses to your cheek, his hand rubbing your stomach gently before slipping up your shirt to continue his soft circles.

Before all this, you would deny that, but now you weren’t so certain. Wooyoung was being sweet and loving, and yet your gaze kept moving to the silent figure in the room. Yes, it seemed you had a much larger appetite than you had thought; not that you were about to admit that. “Your appetite seems to be much bigger than I thought, so I’m not so sure about that.”

“What makes you say that?” There was a cocky smirk in his tone and you could feel it as his lips moved to your neck with small open mouthed kisses. His hand moved lower over your stomach but instead of stopping him, you just gripped your glass a bit tighter. 

“For one, you haven’t been able to stop touching me since we woke up.” You pointed out, glancing at him out of the corner of your eyes.

He chuckled, not at all threatened by your tone. “You aren’t stopping me though.” He leaned in closer, nibbling on your earlobe and glancing out of the corner of his eye towards Seonghwa. “How long do you think I can finger fuck you before Seonghwa notices?”

You didn’t get a chance to answer, his hand cupping your mound and running a finger over your lips, finding irrefutable proof that you were enjoying this. On the other side of the island, Seonghwa dropped whatever utensil he was using to cook on the floor, a loud bang ringing out followed by a curse under his breath as he bent down to get it. Only because you were watching him did your eyes meet when he glanced up; and it was that moment Wooyoung chose to push not one but two fingers into your cunt and stretch you out.

You weren’t very subtle in hiding your reaction, eyes widening a little and your lips parting with the softest gasp. You swore you saw Seonghwa’s gaze darken, the way he licked his lips hitting your core just like Wooyoung’s fingers were. 

There was no way to deny that Seonghwa knew just what Wooyoung was doing to you, but by the clench of his jaw he had no intention of saying anything at this point. Which, just disappointed you… you wanted him to say something. No- you wanted Seonghwa to beg.

Mingi had been so eager that you had actually enjoyed it, to be wanted so desperately by someone other than Wooyoung- in particular one of his dear friends that would be considered off limits. The immorality of it that most people might frown on was really quite exhilarating, and part of you wanted to see that same reaction, that same eagerness, in the others. Of course it might be quite the ego boost to have them fawning over you.

Yet Seonghwa wasn’t the type to fawn, that you knew of at least, over someone else’s girl. Even if this whole situation allowed it- Seonghwa was just too respectful of a person. He proved it by tearing his gaze from yours and turning his back.

For a short moment disappointment and even shame filled you, but your boyfriend made quick work of pushing those emotions to the back burner. Wooyoung curled his fingers and rubbed just where he knew would drive you crazy, teeth scraping against the shell of your ear with a teasing chuckle. 

"Wooyo-" Gently you warned even if it lacked any conviction, your hips moving in tune with the rhythm he was setting for himself.

"Hyung won't care, make some noise baby."

You felt differently, setting the glass on the counter and pushing it a bit out of the way, you gripped his arm with the intention of stopping him. "I think he will." Again the protest came out weak, breathless as you bit down on your lip to hide a moan. 

Despite your words, Wooyoung was wooyoung and went the little shit route: he called out to Seonghwa. "Hyung! Want to hear the pretty sounds she makes?"

"Woo-ah!" Your protest immediately died as he pushed in a third, pumping them in at a pace that was making it difficult to think.

"Or do you want to make her cum?" There was a challenge in his tone, and you weren't sure if it was that or his words that had Seonghwa stiffening. He didn't turn…. But he didn't deny any of it either.

It was enough.

You were close to coming, breathing heavily as you stared at the back of the man across from the counter. Shame filled you for just a moment at the realization you were going to come on your boyfriend's fingers in the middle of the kitchen while desiring the other man in the room. The shame only doubled when you moaned out his name.

Wooyoung chuckled in your ear, leaving a love bite just under the lobe. "Even my little baby wants you to Hyung, are you going to disappoint her?"

The stove was off in the next second, Seonghwa busying himself with plating three plates. "Disappoint her? Anything you do to her will be a disappointment if I make her cum, do you really want to risk that?"

Wooyoung pulled his fingers out of you as he stepped aside, bringing them up to his lips. "Is that a challenge?"

"Not much of a challenge against you, brat. Especially if she can suck dick better than you." He quipped back, finally turning to you both, tongue darting out to lick his lips. "Didn't even let you come, did he,  pretty girl?"

You whined out, shaking your head and clenching your thighs together.

"And he was promising to always keep you satisfied? Tsk tsk." The glare he sent Wooyoung's way had you clenching around nothing and your boyfriend shivering. Everything that had been said he had heard, using it against Wooyoung in a degrading way.

And you knew he was enjoying it, the way he bit down on his lip just gave it away.

Seonghwa set one of the plates down on the island and then patted the spot next to it. "Come here Princess, I'll take care of you properly."

Perhaps you were far too eager with the way you jumped off the stool and rounded the corner. Seonghwa didn't seem to mind, turning to you when you stopped just before him and where he had patted. Before you could scramble up, his hands were on your hips and he was lifting you with ease. It caught you by surprise, staring down at him with wide eyes. The pretty man in pastels, the figurative mother of the coven, and he was staring you down with such intense desire he didn't seem so sweet now.

It just made you even more excited; the way his eyes ran over your body and fixated on first your chest, then your core, saying nothing as he licked his lips. Rubbing your thighs together you cleared your throat to garner his attention. "Seonghwa?"

"Yes pretty?"

His hands were still on your hips but he was making no other move, leaving you unsure of where this was really going. You glanced back at Wooyoung, only for your chin to be grabbed and you were forced to look back at Seonghwa. "Don't look at him, I'm in charge now."

The tension in the room shifted as his voice lowered, a dominating edge that had both you and Wooyoung straightening your posture. "You gunna take care of me then?" You whined out, fluttering your lashes and even pouting out your lips. Wooyoung had worked you up only to deny your orgasm, and you were far too curious about this new side of Seonghwa to give a damn about anything else.

He smirked, a devilish grin that hit you right in the core. "Mmm yes, but you have to eat first."

“Eat?” Perplexed, you glanced down at the food next to you. “Do you have a food kink or something?”

Behind you, Wooyoung was fighting off laughter, no longer sitting at the counter but making no move to join the two of you just yet. “Or something… better listen baby.” “Or what? I can handle you just fine.” You spat back, not at all intimidated by Wooyoung’s smirk. Perhaps you should be a bit worried, a sudden grip on your jaw forcing you to face who should intimidate you. Something about the way he held your chin so firmly with the way he gaze down at you in an almost condescending manner left you breathless. It hit you like a ton of bricks, the realization that sweet caretaker Seonghwa… was a brat tamer. And one thing you and Wooyoung had in common was your brattiness in the bedroom.

The idea of him taming you, playing with you, had arousal swimming in your core. The smirk Seonghwa wore showed he knew just what effect he did have on you. "Start eating, pretty girl, and I'll take even better care of you."

The demand was easy enough, and curiosity fed your appetite that you picked up the first bite without hesitation. Seonghwa looked pleased, wiggling two fingers in Wooyoung's direction in a come here motion. You watched, taking another bite as your boyfriend obeyed so easily. You could learn a thing or two from him, you decided, as getting Wooyoung to obey was never so easy for you.

"And you, apparently you need a lesson on how to suck a cock. Been so out of practice she can do it better huh? That's no good Wooyo, on your knees." Seonghwa's tone was different from what you were used to, a bit huskier and deeper, dripping with command that made you want to obey.

Wooyoung was a bigger brat than you were though, crossing his arms over his chest. "What? I don't get any warm up kisses or anything? At least she gets food."

"She's going to be a good girl for me, isn't she?" At Seonghwa's question he turned to look at you, mouth full of food as you had eagerly been stuffing the very delicious dish down. His lips pulled up into an amused smirk, a chuckle leaving him. "Already such a good girl."

The praise had your knees weak and thighs pressing together, a small noise of approval escaping your lips before swallowing.

Wooyoung huffed. "Why should I then? I can fuck her better than you can."

He shrugged, stepping closer to you and pushing your knees apart. "Sure you can-"

"Hyung-"

"I'm going to test that theory." Seonghwa cut his protests off as he pressed himself closer to you, placing a soft kiss on your cheek. "How do you like the food?"

His breath on your ear had your own hitching, staring over his shoulder at your pouty boyfriend. "It's good."

Despite the nature of the conversation, his hands were running over the sweats and over your hips, dipping his thumbs under the hem and tugging them down. "Keep eating, I want that plate empty." He placed a  chaste kiss to the tip of your nose before he was lifting you up enough to pull your sweats down. Eager, you helped kick them off onto the floor beneath him, still obeying and taking another bite of food.

You had no idea what was going through Seonghwa's head, already thrown off by his behavior as you really hadn't expected your pants to be gone so fast. With a tap to your inner knees he asked you to spread, so you did, bringing your ass to the edge of the counter and legs spread as wide as they could comfortably.

He admired how slick your pussy was on display, running his thumb unashamedly over your folds and biting down on his lip with his brows pulled together. "Fuck it's so pretty-"

In your anticipation you stopped chewing, watching his finger run gingerly up and down and coat itself in your slick. Wooyoung stood right next to Seonghwa, eyes fixated on his hand as well, his own gripping the bulge in his pants eagerly. The action wasn't lost to Seonghwa who reached over and slapped his hand away.

"Good boys get rewards; and what do you need to do to be a good boy?"

"Get on my knees." The whimper that left his mouth affected you just as much as Seonghwa's slender finger pushing into your hole. As he climbed down to his knees you couldn’t decide if you wanted to watch him or the way Seonghwa was exploring your cunt, not even paying attention to Wooyoung on his knees now.

Instead, he lifted one hand up to cup your jaw, finger and thumb pressing your stuffed cheeks. “Keep chewing pretty girl. I told you I want that plate clean.” He apparently left out the part that he wasn’t going to make it easy for you, the twist of his finger inside your walls making it difficult to focus on the food in your mouth let alone the taste.

But you were going to try; just as Wooyoung was tugging Seonghwa’s slacks open and bringing his mouth to the obvious bulge straining against the fabric of his underwear. He seemed to know just what to do, reminding you that he’s done things like this with his coven before. It just excited you even more to think of Seonghwa railing your boyfriend, making him a drooling mess too fucked out to be a brat. The way he listened to Seonghwa without much fuss, so eager to be good for him, just added the image.

Swallowing, you took another large bite, eyes fixated on Wooyoung exposing Seonghwa more, the weight of his cock now resting along his cheek and over his eye. You nearly choked on your food at the size of him, a bit bigger than you were expecting as well. Were all of Wooyoung’s coven hung?

The thought was banished from your mind as another finger was pushed inside, stretching you out before curling and once more exploring your inner walls. He had dropped his hand from your chin to reach down and thread his fingers through Wooyuong’s hair and force his head back, his gaze following suit. He had both you and Wooyoung wrapped around his finger so easily it was a bit shocking.

With obvious fascination you watched Seonghwa’s cock disappear into your boyfriend’s mouth inch by inch, drool spilling out around his girth until his balls were sitting on his chin and Wooyoung was gagging with how deep he was.

You couldn’t remember a hotter sight, nor think of one.

Seonghwa’s fingers rubbing right against your sweet spot had you moaning around your mouthful, reminding you that you had a task to do. Swallowing the bite, a moan escaping you as he brought his thumb up to rub your clit. 

“Seonghwa-” You whined out, food forgotten as you glanced down, gasping at the scene before you.

“Hm?” He didn’t look up, his focus on Wooyoung as he guided him along his length as if actually teaching him how to properly suck a cock. His thumb and fingers moved at the same slow agonizing pace he moved Woo.

It wasn’t enough for you. “I- please-”

“Please what? Use your words pretty girl.”

The pet name had your head a little fuzzy to reply right away, trying to find the right words increasingly difficult as his ministrations continued. “I wanna- no more teasing, I wanna cum.” You blissfully whined out, hands gripping the edge of the marble beneath you, legs spreading wider hoping that would push him deeper.

Instead his fingers halted, a curious tilt to his head as he looked you over before zoning in on your half eaten plate. “When your food is gone, that was the deal wasn’t it?”

You whined out, reaching for his wrist to try and force more friction, even if it was you doing all the work fucking yourself on his palm. He flicked your clit with his thumb in response, shaking his head and letting go of Wooyoung to grab your hand off his. He muttered your name in a warning tone, excitement running down your spine like a shiver at the promised punishment lying under his tone.

But you really did want to come, Wooyoung’s teasing from before and now the beautiful image of him choking himself on Seonghwa left you needy and greedy for sweet release. So you obliged.

Seonghwa waited until you had taken two full bites before his fingers started to pump into you again, his thumb rubbing soft tantalizing circles around your nub, stopping every time you stopped chewing or your hips grew desperate. His other hand had gone back to Wooyoung, keeping him in line and controlling the pace. 

You did your best to eat bite after bite, soft moans leaving you every time you got close but Seonghwa could tell, already attuned to your body, and he would stop. He had no intention of letting you come until your plate was clean but that just excited you even more. He wasn’t unaffected by Wooyoung either, the soft gagging sounds of the man on his knees and the drool dripping out of his mouth seemed to urge Seonghwa on further.

Wooyoung already looked so fucked out, tears brimming his eyes and drool running down his chin with his hair a mess from Seonghwa’s grip. He had brought one of his hands up to stroke the base of his Hyung’s swollen member, matching his pace. It was difficult to focus on the food with such a sight before you paired with Seonghwa’s fingers making a mess out of your cunt. He was well aware of the dwindling food on your plate, and just when you had a bite left his pace quickened, particularly his hips thrusting to face fuck Woo who took it so diligently. “That’s it, you know what I want don’t you?” His tongue was hanging out, longer than you thought it would be, panting. “Come on, I wanna come with our pretty girl.” 

No sooner had you swallowed your last bite did his fingers begin to work furiously, pumping up into you and rubbing against your gummy walls just right while rubbing your clit as well. Quickly grabbing the edge of the counter you found yourself lifting your hips to meet his thrusts, whining and breathlessly begging to come this time.

Your own sounds were echoed by muffled versions from Wooyoung, your eyes locking as the pace kept building, that familiar twist in your stomach getting tighter and tighter by the second. It was when Seonghwa let out the sweetest, deep guttural groan of praise that the coil snapped. You came hard, your essence squirting out of you and coating both Seonghwa’s forearm and even hitting your boyfriend’s cheeks just as Seonghwa’s hips stuttered to a halt.

Wooyoung gagged, gripping Seonghwa’s pants as tears ran down his cheeks, choking on Seonghwa’s cum just as your own coated his features.

Your own head was spinning, aftershocks twitching through your body as you rode out your high on Seonghwa’s fingers. Seonghwa stepped away a moment later, leaving Wooyoung gasping for air and you whining at the sudden absence of his appendages. “Good little pets, the both of you.” He started out, locking eyes with you as he sucked your slick off his hand. “Listened so well.”

“I want more.” Despite how hard your climax had been, it wasn’t enough.

Seonghwa lifted a brow, gaze moving from you down to Wooyoung who was rubbing his raw throat, a mess of drool and tears. “She really is perfect for such a whore like you Wooyoung, I think you should show me how you take care of her.”

At his words, you shared a look with Wooyoung, watching his swollen lips turn up into a smirk. “Gladly. Come here kitten, I’ll fill you up just how you like it.” He patted his lap and you happily slid off the counter to straddle his legs, crashing your lips to his. You could taste Seonghwa’s cum on his lips, especially when he pushed his tongue between your lips to mingle with yours. His hands pushed your shirt up and gripped your hips, grinding you against the bulge in his pants and making a bigger wet spot than there already was. Seonghwa wasn’t going to be forgotten, his hands gripping your waist above Wooyuong’s hands as he brought his lips to your neck. Your own hands were working Wooyoung’s pants off him, wanting him free and inside you. “You looked so good taking his cock baby.” You muttered against his lips, lifting your hips with their help and adjusting so the next second his entire length was pushed into your cunt. “S-so fucking good.”

Wooyoung whimpered, eyes glazed over with pure bliss as he bucked his hips up. “You were so fucking hot kitten, coming all over my face like that. I wanted to come on the spot.” His hips slamming up into you erratically enough that you could tell he was moments away from coming.  Getting face fucked really must have turned him on, and the idea drove you wild.

Seonghwa tutted in your ear, his hands moving up your shirt to cup your chest, pinching the peaks between his thumb and forefingers. “Are you going to fill her up now? Doesn’t our pretty girl deserve it?” Wooyoung nodded, breathing heavily as he twisted his hips to angle himself deeper. Your head fell back, moans pouring from your lips at the sensations. “N-not going to stop until it’s spilling out of that pretty cunt of hers.” “That’s right.” The man behind you practically purred out, hand slithering down and working at your still sensitive clit. “And what do you say when you come?” He tilted your body back with his other arm, breathing on the back of your neck as he kept kneading your breast and rubbing furiously at your clit. Still sensitive from earlier, you were a moaning mess in his hands, trying to follow their conversation. “I- ngh- I thank her. F-fuck gunna come. Gunna fill you up until you’re leaking my cum for days Mommy.”

Caught off guard by the name spilling from Wooyoung in such a blissful moan had your walls clenching around him and once more coming and crying out. Like with Mingi, there was something else mixed into this moment, something that made his cum spilling into you and the breath on your neck feel so much more.

Wooyoung was coating your womb with his seed, too fucked out to even breath or do more than whimper out as his body shook beneath you. Seonghwa held you still, continuing to rub your clit until it was painful and you found yourself coming again from overstimulation. “Wooyoung-” He warned when the man beneath you finally opened his eyes, too dazed to really focus on Seonghwa but smiling up at you in pure bliss.

“Thank you Mommy. Felt so good.” His breathless words were like a punch to the gut in the right ways. In love with him all over again you leaned down for a messy kiss, this time the slight glow of his eyes was unmistakable. 

You felt like you could devour your sweet boy whole right there, but Seonghwa pulled you back and up, turning your head to steal a quick breathless kiss himself. “You did so good for me, pretty girl, I’ll clean you both up.” When he stood up and fixed his clothes it was like a switch was flipped and he was back to sweet Seonghwa ready to take care of everyone. You didn’t question it, feeling full and worn out and totally spent; you just collapsed next to Wooyoung and rested your head on his shoulders, your hand finding his naturally to intertwine your fingers.

The pleased hum Wooyoung let out as he nuzzled closer had a smile spreading across your face. “I love you, baby boy. But I think you’ll need to give me a bit more details about what I’m getting myself into. Mommy?”

“I’ll tell you later- love you kitten.”

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𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 - 𝐒𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜

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genre: smut (18+ MDNI)

PAIRING: both dom? San x afab!reader

SUMMARY: San feels lonely, and after you unintentionally made him horny, he decides to FaceTime you...

WARNING/ TAGS: Sex call, masturbation, pronouns (like daddy, kitten, baby...)

DISCLAIMERS: english is not my first language so please excuse any incorrect grammar or akward wording. This is not meant to represent San in any way.

A/N: This is my first post, so if you like it please show a lot of support! And if you want to read more content, follow me. I know I struggle a little at writing but i tried to do my best at describing some of my late night thoughts, hoping my english classes helped me 🥲. I'm more comfortable at writing dialogues, so there'll be a majority of them. I started writing this ff a few days ago, and i just finished it (ps: it's 2 a.m, so sorry if u notice smth akward during the last sentences)

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You exited the shower, putting on your bathrobes, and doing your skincare routine. You checked the phone, layed on the corner of the sink.

Someone texted you: it was San, you're lovely boyfriend.

"Hi baby! What are you doing? 💕"

You instantly smiled, he was on a vacation with his best friends, and you missed him so much.

"Nothing, I just took a shower." you texted back.

"Can I have the proof? ;)"

You gasped at his reply, but you took a mirror selca, your hand was trying to hide your naked chest.

"Geez! You're making me horny."

You chuckled, wearing your pajamas, before texting him back:

"You asked, babe"

You waited a few seconds for his response:

"FaceTime? I want to see you."

You agreed, laying on your stomach, under the blanket of your bed.

"Hi Sannie! How are you doing?"

"I think... uhm..."

"What? What's going on?"

"I shouldn't have asked you that picture." He chuckled, covering his red face with his hands.

You laughed, and rested your chin on the pillow.

"I turned you on?? My baby's so sensitive haha."

"With that body of yours... you reminded me the night before my departure."

You sighed, feeling your pussy getting wetter, at the memory of that.

"Yeah... i miss you so much." you whispered at him, looking into his eyes, through the screen.

San chuckled, sitting on the chair of his room, placing the phone on the desk.

"You miss me, or do you miss my cock??"

You laughed out loud.

"Don't talk like that! You're making me horny, too!"

You said hiding your face, shyly.

San smirked, then he pretended to sigh.

"Aish, I miss the feeling of your pussy clenching around my dick so much, baby..."

"Shh! Your friends will hear you."

"I don't care! I'm in a critical moment!"

You chuckled, he didn't know how to act, and it made you smile seeing him in that way.

"Jerk you off, then." you proposed.

"How about a sex call??"

You opened your eyes widely, at the idea.

"Are you serious??" You asked.

"Yeah... if you're comfortable with that, but I need to see you naked, if I have to masturbate."

You thinked about it a few seconds, before nodding and taking your blanket off of yourself.

You looked at him, and sensually took off your silk jersey, showing your naked tits, and started massaging them.

He moved closer to his phone, admiring them.

"Fuck, you're always so gorgeous, i love you."

You bit your lower lip, trying to avoid a moan.

"I wish you were here, sucking on my nipples, like you always do..." you murmured.

"God, I would love it..."

You laughed, a small moan left your mouth,too.

"Baby, you're so hot... Can you take off your shorts too? Please..." He asked.

You nodded, you turned back, showing him your ass, after taking off them.

"Do you want me to show you my wet pussy?"

"Wait until I get naked too." San replied, hiking his t-shirt up.

"Fuck, I love your abs, it makes me so horny."

He laughed, unzipping his jeans and dragging them down.

"I know! Seems like you prefer my chest than my dick..."

You chuckled, and took off your panties, you turned back again, positioning yourself in a doggy style, letting him see your wet pussy.

"Holy shit, I'm getting so hard for you."

You started twerking slightly, and bouncing on your pillow.

"You would like to be under me right now, don't you?" You said, feeling his breath stopping at the sight.

"Let me lock the door before stroking myself."

He stood up, heading towards the door.

After a few seconds, he sat down again, looking at you.

"So... Are you ready?" You asked.

"Someone's impatient?" He asked back, giggling.

"Sorry, can't wait to see you pleasuring yourself."

He dragged his hand under his boxers, and started touching himself under them, not letting you to see what was happening under the fabric of his underwear.

"Come on Sannieee... please?" You begged him.

"Mmm, what?" He murmured a moan, his dick already hard for his own hand.

"Let me see your pretty cock, pleaase!"

"Mmm... only if you touch yourself too."

You sighed.

"Uff, why?"

"C'mon! It'll be fun! Jerking ourselves, hearing our loud moans as we're reaching our high together."

You thought for a few seconds...

"Mmm it sounds... fun."

"Yeah it is! Now let me see your fingers rubbing around your cutie pie."

"Na-ah, take your boxers off first."

He nodded, impatiently dragging them down, his red cock standing up, his veins pulsing.

You saw some drops of pre-cum swiping over his tip. You rolled your eyes back, not sure if you wanted to watch or not, that was just making you so horny, and missing him more.

He couldn't wait more, so he started stroking himself roughly, causing him a loud moan.

"Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!"

You looked at him, with desire:

"How is it? Do you like it daddy?"

"I wish you could fuck me like this, now."

His breath was heavy, his hands keeped thrusting around his dick. You stood up and opened the bedside drawer, taking the lubricant, and laying on your bed again.

You opened it and spilled a little on your fingers, showing them to him.

"Want to watch me while you're fucking yourself?" you asked, chuckling.

"Yes baby, please touch your pussy at my speed."

You nodded, and started rubbing your clit as quickly as he was wrapping his right hand around his cock, up and down.

You moaned loudly, for the pleasure you were making feel yourself.

"Shit! It feels so good, isn't it baby?" San asked you. The sound of your fingers rubbing at your wet clit, made San so horny, that he almost came only for it.

"B-baby i think im cumming, fuuck!" He moaned.

"Yeah daddy, let your friends know how is my naked body making you feel so good." you smirked, grabbing the phone and positioning it right under your tits.

"Fuck im gonna orgasm-"

"C'mon be a good boy and scream my name."

His pace sped up even more, his hand jerking him off relentlessly, making him unable to breath. His body started shaking, as he reached his climax.

"Y-yes! Fuck!" he punched the desk, by the pleasure, his eyelashes pressing at each other as he tried to close his eyes forcefully.

"Mmmmm! Fuck! Y/N! Yes!" he screamed, his cum swiping over his dick, as he continued to stroke himself, not wanting to stop.

"Damn San that's so hot, shit I would love licking your cum off of your cock."

He laughed, weakly, then he licked his index finger.

"How does it taste???" you asked, craving for being there with him.

"So good, kitten."

You looked again at your drawer, intensely.

"Sannie..."

"Yeah?" He replied, dressing up again.

"I-i bought a dildo."

His smile, was replaced by a small pout.

"W-why? I'm not enough for you...? I-I'm not enough big?"

"What? No nono! San you're perfect... it's just that, I bought it for this kind of moment, when I'm alone and I crave for you..."

"What do you mean?"

"I would think of you while using it. And I really want to try it now..."

He thought for a few seconds, before replying.

"Sweetie... it's almost 1 a.m. you really need to sleep, i perfectly know you go to bed at 3 a.m. but this time you really need to rest, please do it for me."

"But Saann! Im not sleepy."

"Yeah you are, I can't tell it by your tired face."

"Aish"

"Listen babe, how about tomorrow you send me a video of you playing with your new toy? I'll send you a video of me at gym, while i work out shirtless."

You giggled, smiling.

"Okey... I'll go to sleep!"

"Good girl, thank you for tonight, it was amazing."

"Thank you, too! Good night Sannie."

"Good night, my baby."

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I published more ff, if you want to, you can read them, too. If you have any requests/ ideas for a future ff or pov, don't be shy! Let me know in the comments!

[rileys-battlecats]

I really like your work! I discovered it a while ago but recently found it again and explored your tumblr finally. I'm not sure if me deciding to spend a couple hours going through your entire posting history over curiosity about Mica clan is a compliment to you or says something about me but I did it.

It was really neat seeing your Shut Eye video. Also, just to satisfy my own curiosity: it looks like of the thirteen you have Heroncall, Oriolewing, Addereye, Larksong/star, Foxjaw, Owlpounce, Buckfoot, Snaptail and her two kits, another queen and her kit, and a random cat. Are you willing to share any information about the other queen and the random cat. But it was nice to see a bit about where the clan came from, and if your ever decide to make a video about the clan's founding know I will eagerly await it.

Also, thanks so much for the family tree. Part of the reason I went through your entire tumblr was because I was curious about the details behind the clan so it's nice to have that, if a tad too late for me to save a couple hours. Also, is Heroncall mates with Buckfoot? And it looks like Robinsong may have mated with the kit in the Shut Eye video that belongs to the other queen, am I right? Also, it's really neat to sea Owlpounce and Foxjaw being siblings. It makes sense with how fluffy they are, and Embertooth is too. Also, it's really funny comparing Owlpounce and Foxjaw with their social skills and steady personality to Embertooth, who is somewhat prickly. I can also see Puddlepaw being related to the three, maybe as a cousin to Embertooth? They're very fluffy and I can see their personality as less social but just as steady as Owlpounce and Foxjaw. Is Orchidstar related to Owlpounce? When I saw her she reminded me of Owlpounce and she's also fairly fluffy.

Side not: With how depleted the clan first was after the disaster, and with how they picked up Birchspeckle just for her abilities, was there a time where the clan was friendly to outsiders just afterwards? Before the illness and attacks I can see them almost needing the extra cats. It would make it horribly ironic how they isolate Mudpaw for all that several of them would also be only half-clan, and explain all the question marks you have in the family tree. They're cats that were encountered and helped create kittens but weren't necessarily interested in joining.

Sorry for the length of this by the way.

ok first of all I love super long asks so no need to apologize HAHA

The unnamed background cats haven't really been thought through at this point, but the random cat (not the queen or kit) is Addereye's apprentice at the time of the disaster! Not sure what happens to him, but it can be assumed he lives with the clan and probably dies before the events of Mudpaw's story.

Good eye spotting Buckfoot on the family tree! I had the idea in the back of my mind of them being one of Mudpaw's ancestors ever since I designed them. I've said before on here but Micaclan doesn't really endorse the whole "healers can't have families" rule, and they especially didn't care for it after the disaster, when their numbers were so low. Plus, I like the idea of Mudpaw reminding Owlpounce of her old mentor :') I also like the idea of Puddlepaw and Orchidstar being related to Owl, Fox, and Ember! having all the fluffy cats related to each other is so funny to me ^^

Directly after the disaster, I imagine the clan sort of relied upon the help of strangers in order to survive. Maybe they even took some into the clan at first, like Birchspeckle. But I think the thing that really started their sort of isolationist-tendencies was the slow loss of their culture. I think it's entirely probable that, in taking outsiders into their group, they began losing some of the traditions and beliefs that made them Micaclan. If the outsiders they allowed to join didn't care for the idea of Starclan, or for the idea of caring for the weakest among them before themselves, or for following the warrior code... would they even be Micaclan anymore? After losing their home, their families, their ancestral territory, their very connection to Starclan... would they, the last survivors of Micaclan, maybe even the last survivors of any clan, be the ones to allow their traditions and way of life to be lost forever?

It's this fear, I think, that caused Micaclan to veer so sharply into isolation. Larkstar has many flaws, and even if it stemmed from a desire to see her and her clan's way of life preserved, she still encouraged an unhealthy distrust of outsiders in the clan. By doing what she thought best at the time, doing what she thought would keep them and their way of life safe, she ended up creating a culture of isolationism, and this very isolationism harms the clan and its members. Birchspeckle was made to feel unwanted by the clan that raised her, Possum was fully disowned for wanting to leave the clan and explore, and Mudpaw was treated badly because of the clan's subconscious dislike for anyone they consider to be other. The changes the clan underwent did preserve most of their culture, it's true, but it also meant that they lost one of the core ideals that Micaclan was built on; Micaclan was formed by non-clan cats who decided they wanted to come together and embody a code of ethics that they found admirable. Micaclan was never formed on the basis of blood!

[hyuck-xix]

i was tagged by @baekslight, thank you and sorry it took me so long to getting around to doing this!

Last Song: Flowers by Aespa.

Favorite Color: turquoise?? also a really nice creamsicle orange...

Last Book: 'Shattered Sky', from the Warrior Cats 'A Vision of Shadows' series. Just finished it last night!

Last Movie: I believe it was 'Death on the Nile', the 70s one with Peter Ustinov. I'm so obsessed with Dame Maggie Smith in this one, she's an icon.

Last TV Show: I only really watch tv with my mom. We recently finished all nine seasons of Endeavour, and now we're looking for a new series. Watched season 1 of Dalgliesh but then the next two seasons were unavailable. Last night we started Parenthood which is definitely *not* a British detective show lmao but we're enjoying it so far! Lots of family drama.

Sweet, Savory, or Spicy: Sweet! I can't do spicy :( i'm uncool like that hahaha

Relationship status: single. old spinster. no prospects on the horizon. i would love a gf but i am shy </3

Last Thing I Searched: uhhhh according to google's search history, it was: "brandon maxwell ss2020 mini dress" haha I really like that specific collection from him. i've been a bit obsessed with fashion rn

Current Obsession: oh wow! literally did not realize this was the next question. fashion!! i've loved fashion since my tween years even though i only seem to wear plain baggy t-shirts. then I'll meet some really stylish cool person and think "i wanna be part of this stylish person thing, i wanna express myself through clothes too". and then i don't do anything about it. right now I want to figure out how to upgrade my style so i can stop being embarrassed about how i dress (although i'm pretty sure it will follow the same pattern of me not doing anything about it haha). I found an old half-empty journal to scribble all my fashion notes down in, and I've been watching Youtube videos from Bliss Foster. My favorite video is where he talked about making "nuanced fashion choices", like that sometimes the best fashion isn't about making the loudest impact, it's about the experience of special details, the interactions in space with your clothes. I really like how unique his perspectives are, all his points just make sense to me. maybeeeee I will actually make a change this time?? hopefully????

Looking Forward To: I've just accepted a job offer and I'm currently in that "onboarding" limbo. I'm looking forward to when I actually start working! It's in a pharmacy which I think will be a good fit for me.

Favorite Drink: Recently my mom got me hooked on Nescafe decaf instant coffee lol. We drink it in the evening, it kind of cleanses the palate from dinner. I never thought I'd be an instant coffee person but here we are!

Song Playing 24/7: I Wanna Be Yours by Arctic Monkeys.

Current Favorite Character: probably Jayfeather from Warrior Cats. It was so cool how his POV was written, since he's blind. His whole understanding of the world is through his other senses. I'm also really enjoying Violetpaw in the Warriors book I just finished. She's an interesting character, always feeling like an outsider with nowhere to belong. It's cool to see her growth, from an insecure kitten to a hero rebelling against the cat dictatorship she was raised under.

Fun Activity I'd Like to Get Into: I just want to get back into the old hobbies I've been putting off. Bead weaving, drawing, doll customization, fmv editing...

Last Video Game: the only game I play is the My Little Pony game on my ipad lmao. It reminds me a bit of Webkinz.

Last Comic: 'Ditching Saskia' by John Moore and Neetols, a graphic novel. It was really cute! I haven't read any webcomics since I switched phones and forgot my Webtoon password haha. But I should get back on that. I used to really love one called My Universe (which is complete now), and Realta. Omg also I'm really excited for whenever zzztlk's Ties that Bind comes out!! I've loveddddd the sneak peeks/mini comics.

no-pressure tagging: @stolennumbers @monwillica @meiozis @loevhyuck @heartcravings and anyone else who wants to participate! 🫶

[persephoneprice]

hiiii i have been trying all day to think of a positive ask to send and i've decided on telling you the story of how i got my cat.

so one day like two years ago my best friend texted me and told me that her friend in our hometown found a kitten and needed someone to take it. i drove four hours to get him, had to wake up and bottle-feed him every two hours, weighed him on a kitchen scale twice a day, all the works. it was touch-and-go for awhile with his health, but he was a little fighter, that one.

anyways i ended up naming him chicken and he's two years old now and the BIGGEST MENACE. he bites toes. he's an asshole. he has a face only a mother can love and i threaten to toss him directly into the sun on a daily basis. he eats plastic and spiders. i got a noise complaint once and chicken bit the cop who showed up at my door.

he also has a sej + coryo dynamic with my other cat (todd) in which chicken genuinely believes they are friends and todd would sacrifice him to the fae for pocket change and a handful of dryer lint.

anyways! that's my ramble for the day haha, i'll post pics of chicken and tag you if you'd like <3 take care of yourself if the election is affecting you as much as it is me. drink some water, take deep breaths, unclench your jaw. we're all gonna make it through this! also off topic but i ADORE your account

ask game!

i’m so happy this is in my inbox this morning because we all need positivity now more than ever 💛

oh my gosh thank you for taking care of that baby!!!that reminds me of my orange boy- he was born in a dumpster and we raised him and now he is a menace to society!

chicken BIT THE COP i’m screaming why is your cat so mizzen coded

i’m DYING at the sej + coryo dynamic omg

omg please i would love to see picture of the baby!!! that’s exactly what we all need today!!

things definitely didn’t go the way we needed but make sure you take care of yourself as well <3

you’re so kind 🥹

[erisenyo]

If it’s not too late/you feel like it, maybe “shh, c’mere” for zukka? Because the only thing Zuko’s worse at than showing emotions (other than anger) is being comforted because of said emotions (at least in my brain haha) also ik I said this in tags but I absolutely adored your Ty Lee suki ficlet with the crystals it hugs my heart ;-; she’s protecting her friends

。゜゜(´Ｏ`) ゜゜。

For this prompt game!

“—and the utter gall of them to suggest—”

“Uh huh,” Sokka says, tugging Zuko by the wrist around a clump of slow-moving market shoppers.

“—like I haven’t spent months on the proposal—”

“So much time,” Sokka assures him, taking a moment in the next intersection to orient himself against Caldera’s cratered rim before pulling Zuko left.

“—to just come in and in one meeting—”

“Ridiculous,” Sokka agrees, shooting a quick, apologetic smile to the person who gives him started, half-offended look.

“—think they know more than me—”

“You researched a lot,” Sokka sympathizes, dragging Zuko clear of the line at his favorite food stall, which he's regretfully going to have to come back to later when Zuko—

“I researched—Sei Zun research—we researched—"

—isn’t at risk of popping a vein. Or starting to spit rainbow sparks in public, which would really give them away. Going incognito and relying on people’s expectations of where a Fire Lord won’t be only goes so far.

“And you did a really good job of it,” Sokka soothes, picking up the pace a little as Zuko hisses out a curl of smoke through his teeth.

“To just eel swan in—”

Sokka lets out an audible sigh of relief as he sees the sign for their destination, hand-painted and cheerful, before clearing his throat and quickly offering, “So rude."

“—and imply that I don’t care enough about—”

“Sh, c’mere,” Sokka interrupts as he pushes into the curious crowd thronging the square, Zuko spitting himself to a stop and making a low, seething noise of outrage. “Don’t be like that,” Sokka huffs, rolling his eyes and tugging on his wrist again. “C’mere.”

Zuko gives him a sideways, nettled look, clearly annoyed at being managed. “What are you—” he cuts off as he finally swings his glare up to actually take in their surroundings. Sokka can see the moment he realizes where they are, his face going suddenly slack with shock, mouth working silently a moment before he finally whispers, disbelieving, “…The baby animal adoption drive?”

“Mhm,” Sokka says, breaking free of the crowd and turning to walk backward so he can get a nice, good look at Zuko taking it all in.  

“The one we couldn’t make last year?” Zuko asks, dazed, stumbling along after Sokka.

“Mhm,” Sokka grins.

“And couldn’t make this year?”

“It rained last week,” Sokka reminds him. “They had to move it.”

“Oh,” Zuko says, with feeling, and Sokka doesn’t resist the urge to plant his feet and keep pulling, tugging him into his body so he can enjoy Zuko's closeness and also the dumbstruck look on his face.

“Yeah,” Sokka hums, dropping a light kiss onto Zuko’s lips and murmuring against his mouth, “Want to pet your feelings out?”

“Yes,” Zuko says, plowing forward through Sokka like that was all the permission he needed, face somewhere between determined and transfixed, and Sokka can't help but laugh before spinning to follow.

Sokka trails after at a more normal pace, grinning to see the tension melting out of Zuko’s body one kitten fawn and goat puppy—and inexplicably, a baby puma goat—at a time, until Zuko’s practically a boneless pile on the ground, baby animals crawling over him, head pillowed in Sokka’s lap.

“This was the best idea Aang’s ever had in his entire life,” Zuko mumbles into the side of the tiny kitten owl determinedly navigating his face.

“It was a pretty good one,” Sokka agrees, unable to do anything except smile at the sight. Spirits, he must look stupidly fond and sappy right now, but he can't seem to find it in himself to care about who might be seeing it.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me this was happening,” Zuko slurs, both hands focused on giving ear scritches, and Sokka pauses on the braid he’s working into Zuko’s hair.

“It worked out, though, right?” he checks, relaxing again when Zuko lets out a deep sound of contented agreement and after a long moment adding slow, like he’s drunk,

“You have work to do.”

“Eventually,” Sokka hums, perfectly content to be where he is for now.

“Poak and Sun Chen are waiting for a reply?”

“Hawks only go so fast, and they need to rest, too, love,” Sokka shrugs, searching around a moment before plopping another kitten fawn onto Zuko's chest. “It’s nothing that can’t wait a few hours,” he assures him.

And nothing worth missing the sight of this, for, of Zuko’s small, delighted smile up at him before he turns to coo at the new creature, everything else happily forgotten.  

[daily-rcp-poli]

Poli do you like kittens?

⬇️

Kitten (Colby) asleep on my dad’s mousepad. (Must’ve gotten tired after sending 5 messages in gibberish to his entire work team)

Awhh, kitty! It's adorable! And very fluffy.

Haha, sending gibberish to an entire team must have been tiring. It looks so peaceful. So cute!

Reminds me a little of Roy. He does look like he would sleep like this.

[nichyevosobachka]

Soft asks for Vanya Sokolov

Is your OC a hugger or do they not like that sort of affection? Do they intitiate a hug or get roped into them? ♥ Vanya is very, VERY big on hugging. It's one of his favourite things and he initiates them often, but also doesn't mind getting roped into them.

Does your OC have any endearing qualities? ♥ That surely depends on the person one would ask. But he's warmhearted and kind, so probably yes.

How does your OC react to affectionate gestures? ♥ Depending on how close they are to the person, he throws himself into it with full force and heart, soaking it up like a sponge soaks up water. If the affection is coming from his crush, he also gets very flustered.

Forehead kisses or hand kisses? ♥ Forehead!

Do they like oversized jumpers? ♥ Hell yeah! Bonus points if they're knitted sweaters, smell like a loved person or have a nice pattern on them XD.

What calms they down most when they're anxious? ♥ Mostly he just needs to be anxious and then see the proof that it was for nothing to be honest haha. But physical contact is always very helpful to calm them down! So is humming and the sound of leaves in the wind.

What makes them blush? ♥ Getting embarrassed about what he says, well and being flustered.

What Disney/musical song do you most associate with them? ♥ I'm not really into either, can I just pick a random other song? Because then it's either 'I see you' by MISSIO or 'Someone to stay' by Vancouver Sleep Clinic (or plenty of other songs, I have a whole playlist for them so XD).

Animated Fancast? ♥ Hm....I don't know? He reminds me of Pinkie PIe though XD

Your OC is surrounded by puppies/kittens/ducklings. What do they do? ♥ Melt. And cuddle. A cuddle puddle.

Do they talk to their pets? ♥ They don't have pets sadly, but they would! He also talks to liveless objects and himself, so..

What's a childhood memory they cherish most? ♥ Everything related to his family if he's honest. All the small, mundane moments.

Are they a romantic at heart? ♥ Yup, absolutely, although they might have...interesting ways to show that xD.

What's the most touching gift they've ever received? ♥ Genuine friendship.

What's their favourite item of clothing? ♥ A knitted sweater made by his adoptive mother Sarnai.

What's their most treasured possessions? ♥ The stuff he had with him when they left their parents house years ago; the clothes don't fit anymore, the toys are falling apart and so are the books, but he can't give them away.

Do they have a comfort food? Who makes it best? ♥ Warm bread with butter is their comfort food and his mother made the best one.

How do they cheer up a friend when they're down? ♥ They're not very good at that; usually he tries to talk it through with them or acts more goofy than he already does or just sits with them.

What's a guilty pleasure of theirs? ♥ Such thing does not exist! He's not ashamed of his interests.

Is your character a bookworm? ♥ Very much so!

Does your character have a particular sweet/candy they love? ♥ Not really! Much to many people's surprise, he doesn't have such a sweet tooth and prefers salty and crunchy.

Who knows how they like their tea/coffee/(insert drink) best? ♥ Only he does.

Do they like to have a lie in or do rise early? ♥ He's an insomniac, so these time measurement does nothing for him XD.

Does your OC wrap themselves into a burrito to sleep or do they get tangled in the sheets? ♥ Tangled. They move around a lot.

Does your OC like to cuddle their significant other when they sleep? If so, who is the little spoon? Would they admit it if asked? ♥ They would love to! And probably both? Vanya would admit it, there's no reason not to xD.

The list was originally created by @inky-duchess !! Because I wanted to answer every question for Vanya, I copied it to make an independent post of it, here's the original post:

[thespookiestwarrior]

Hello warriors fanatic here who also has their own warriors au :33333

I had some name suggestions! For Candy Dealer he could have the prefix "sweet" since it's canon-complient to warriors and links back to the candy aspect! Maybe Sweetshade, in reference to the way his hat and coat shade and obscure his face, and also bc it sounds similar to nightshade, a poisonous family of plants! And that links to like the "sugar" sending the kids to the hospital, the poisoned candies, the ties between CD the candy club and the cult, etc etc. I like to get very detailed with naming!

As for Frank, I suggest the prefixes "skunk" or "badger" because they just remind me of him lol. In my warriors AU he's just Frank bc he's a former kittypet-turned-stray from twoleg territory that lives on the edge of the territory, and is allowed to stay bc he's a sort of "ferryman" of the thunderpath on the border and can aid in safe crossing or passage across / alongside it (he's very used to monsters, used to live in a broken-down one, and has learned their "behavior" and how to not get hit). Sometimes though, he does promise to lead younger cats to a safe crossing point, only to... lead them astray, so to speak :P

EEK I totally rambled in your noyes I'm sorry! I hope my name ideas are interesting!!! Ok have a good day :D

hello and thank you!!! <3

wow i really like the name sweetshade, very indepth and creative; it’s pretty close to my ideas for the prefixes i had for him! some examples i had were shadeberry, blackberrysmoke, sweetbriar, berryshadow). lots of references to berries as some are deadly, some are edible/medicine lol

i may as well take if you're offering! i'll leave a little note for your help :] <3

additionally, i thought it’s be fun if he had two separate names: a birth name and an alias (aka the "candy dealer" name) so i actually had some simple plant names in mind, like nightshade (twins!), hemlock or even something like "the forager" (<- leaning towards this)

about frank: yeah i was paused on frank because i couldn’t decide on making him a rogue or an actual badger, but i’ve been leaning on a rogue for a while now so i guess rogue is now canon!

namewise, i was also thinking about badger (twins!) or bandit... though the animal name intices me more haha so yay!

thank you for sharing your frank lore!!! the ferryman idea is very fun! in mine, he’s a rogue who was friends with lila (and company) when they were all kittens! for reasons, he has distanced himself and is known as the forest’s “kitsnatcher.” when he kidnaps kittens or younger apprentices, it’s with human-made cages to which he has some means of unlocking them. it’s all still a ransom too; it’s just a hefty amount of food instead of money lol

[syneilesis]

Unfinished Synfic #2

Metafurically

Obey Me! | Satan x Reader; rom-com AU

In a curious turn of events, you’ve become the caretaker of six cute kittens, and have caught the eye of an equally cute, green-eyed blond.

Notes: Yes, that's actually the title; no, I don't regret it. It's been a while since I played Obey Me. I found that I couldn't juggle more than three mobile games lol the daily log in already exhausts me haha. I still have it installed so someday I'll probably play it again.

So like, in this AU, the brothers sans Satan go to the human world for some reason and they turned into kittens because they broke the law or something. You found them all sad and pathetic and so you brought them into your home to take care of them. They got attached to you like barnacles. Satan goes up to find his brothers but gets distracted by a curious little bookshop.

You're a part-time employee at Simeon's bookstore and a full-time grad student. At first you just find this blond green-eyed customer cute; he likes mystery genres too much. But then one day, he buys Howl's Moving Castle and all of a sudden you're in love.

I still have other notes for this one, like your names for the kittens (you're unimaginative sadly), but I'm too lazy to look for my notebook lol

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single bookstore worker in possession of a great inventory of books must be in want of an extra room.

“I’m not selling them,” you said, “I just need a place to store them.”

At the mystery/thriller aisle, Simeon ticked his checklist and smiled without glancing your way.

“Where do you even get your money for all your books? As far as I know, this is your only part-time job. And you’re still a grad student.”

You flinched a bit from his question, thinking about your life choices when it came to spending your savings. “Would you believe me if I said I keep an eye on sales and discounts? There are always monthly promos on this site that I frequent …”

Simeon frowned, before moving on to the romance section. “You’re buying books online?”

Oh, no. “I, ah. I mean.” What to say, what to say. “I could buy books here …”

From the bookshelves to your left, Simeon emerged, notepad under his arm, disappointment radiating from every pore of his body. You had no problems with offending people, unwittingly or otherwise, but there was something about Simeon that compelled you to avoid making him all sad and disappointed. The first time you had met him, in your interview for the part-time job, he reminded you of your grandma, all kind smile and cotton-soft voice. But that was before you discovered that he could give an impressive dressing down worthy of a ten-minute standing ovation—which you actually did, much to his chagrin.

Regardless of whether he’s kind or snarky, you just didn’t want to let him down.

Simeon sighed, already used to your impulses. “Have you even read them all?”

“Yes!” A beat. “Well, no.” Another beat. “I mean, I’m more than halfway through—”

“You should refrain from buying books for a while.”

“But think about the discounts.”

Simeon’s brows dipped and his mouth opened—most likely to give a sermon about the virtues of saving money—but whatever he was going to say was cut off by the sudden tinkling of the door chime, signalling a customer.

“I need to sort the newly arrived books; you handle this.” And with a last cursory look at the romance aisle, Simeon headed off to the storage room.

You return to your spot by the cash register, your eyes homing in on the person who entered. Tall, blond, and had a weird way of wearing his jacket. He looked at home surrounded by books, sifting through fantasy, sci-fi, romance, then lingering on the mystery section. At this point you would have asked if he needed assistance, but your preoccupation with your new batch of ordered books held you at bay. If he wanted to inquire about something, he would approach you anyway.

Minutes later, in the middle of mentally listing your storeroom options, Sherlock Holmes materialized in your line of vision.

You looked up, and all the cells in your body halted for one dazzling second.

Huh.

You would’ve tilted your head and stared some more, but work came first.

“Is this all?” you asked, your finger tapping the book.

Across the counter, the customer offered a friendly smile, nodding, his striking green eyes reminding you of summer foliage. “Yeah.”

For some reason you couldn’t reciprocate the smile. “Right.”

When Simeon came back to check up on you, he found you staring at the window in a daze.

“Did something happen?”

“Not really,” you answered, voice slightly dreamy. Then you turned to Simeon, and your lips stretched into a grin. “I’m feeling productive today. I think I can solve my storage problem and my dissertation problem.”

Needless to say, you were right on the money.

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One week ago, you had been dealt with a conundrum.

“What.”

In front of you, blocking your way to the entrance to your apartment building, were six kittens IT STOPS HERE LOL

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

Helloooo!! So I'm not new to mlqc but this is probably the first time I've actually started to take note of the plot, personalities, and dynamics in the game (mostly because I rarely have free time lololol) and may I ask what Victor's relationship to mc as a child was? I find their age gap to be a bit weird as children esp since it vaguely reminds me of the weirdo in my school at the moment ;-;

Sorry if I sound rude!!!

hello! lmao don’t worry and put your mind at ease cause the writers are well aware of the boundaries at play with a 6 year age gap, haha.

i’m not gonna bore you with the details and would suggest you do read up on the contents yourself whenever you have time. to make it short-

Victor and MC had met in the park when MC was 5, and Victor was 11. Victor’s soccer ball accidentally broke MC’s sandcastle and he promised to bring her pudding the next day to get her to stop crying. From then on, MC would address Victor as Zeyan gēge (please click on the link for details), they would meet in the park very often from then on for nearly a year (childhood playmate/ sweetheart things)- until one day, Victor spotted MC trying to cross the street to save a kitten, and that was the first time ever he used his Evol in public to save her. This later on led to the orphanage kidnapping incident- Victor leading the kids to escape together, but losing MC as she jumped to save him from the lightning aimed at him. That marked the end of their childhood encounter haha.

It certainly left them both with a fixation (i.e., Victor’s long search of 17 years and MC’s obsession with making pudding despite losing her memories), but whatever feelings they held as kids of that age did not get the chance to actually blossom. they were left to pine on their own lmao🫠 and now that they’ve met again, while there are regrets which MC is more vocal about, but Victor always reminds her to have their childhood encounter as a fond memory as opposed to dwelling on the regrets, cause they already have a beautiful life together now and he’d have fallen for her regardless~

I was actually having this discussion on discord yesterday haha- about how it’d have gone down had it not been for the two being separated- and in that scenario, knowing Victor, they’d have waited until they were both (!read MC) were consenting adults to “make it official” haha- which the S2 main story did give us a glimpse of- though we were shown the MC’s yearnings and longings, the writers waited for her to turn 18 before she reunited with him- and they’ve been inseparable since, quite literally and figuratively~ 💕

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