#i hope you continue to enjoy my blog anon :33

[certifiedunicornhater]

It's me, the same idiot with the weird Captain Hocicos HC. Hocicos I feel like is new at being a Captain because he looks much much younger than Otto and Fluffy. Fluffy is bigger and his face has more wrinkles so he is most likely in his late 40s to early 50s due to body changes and Otto is probably mid 60s just by looking at him, but Hocicos is still quite fit and he still looks quite young?? And how he goes along with going along with the 'collateral damage gig' because Fluffy as we've seen with Pompom will just use him and we already know how Otto is with the troops, but Hocicos evidently in the movie actually hasn't really done anything bad (I think), all he really did was send Caricias' group into the Magic Forest but it was probably under Ottos orders. He also does not make any snarky remarks about any of the troops as seen by Commander Fluffy or Colonel Otto, he also did not seem to react harshly towards Azulin when hearing about his plan to evade the forest, he tried to be reasonable and calm while Fluffy and Otto were a bit more passive aggressive. (I'm sorry you had to receive and read this message, your blog gives me comfort and serotonin 😭)

HI I TOOK FOREVER TO REPLY TO THIS ANON I AM SO SORRY BUT YOU ARE SO REAL FOR THIS???

i love this hc tbh,, i’m stealing it /pos

UR RIGHT TOO HE DIDNT REALLY GIVE ANY MEAN REMARKS LIKE THE OTHER TWO, even if he said that it was one of the worst troops he’s seen in a while it isn’t as bad

i can see hocicos being the more reasonable and calm one out of the three I LOVE THIS SO MUCH AUGHH

[luvryeo]

ribbons 🎀

fem!reader x hot girl of your choosing , smut ofc & fluff , cw : light sub/dom dynamics (bit more subby reader), pet names (pretty girl, good girl, baby), marking/making out, boobs <3, grinding, idk it's just hot domestic wlw sex , wc : 1.2K , requested by ❄️anon ! hope you enjoy <33 MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI

you can’t say you didn’t mean for this to happen; the decadent lingerie adorning your body is a clear testament to that. but no matter how purposeful your clothing choices (or lack thereof) are, your girlfriend’s lips on your neck and hands roaming your body are always a precious pleasantry to you.

the rain outside hits against the windowsil rhythmically, its unrelenting pace since early evening prompting the two of you to stay comfortable inside and you to pull on her favorite lingerie. you hadn’t tried to keep it secret for even a moment, the ribbons covering your underwear peeking out from your sweatpants and revealed instantly by your cropped tee each time your hands reach for anything at all. so it doesn’t take long at all for her to notice, and even less time for her lips to find yours.

she starts soft, slow, but in the way you know that she wants more. her hands find your waist and pull you closer on the couch, her confident touch guiding you to straddle her hips. her tongue comes next, swiping at your bottom lip, triumphant when you part your lips to let it inside. it pushes against your own tongue, pulling out a moan from your throat that repeats itself when one of her hands travels up your shirt and around the swell of your breast, no matching bra to inhibit the intensity of her touch.

you buck your hips against hers, pushing your own tongue into the cavity of her mouth and winning a strangled moan from her too. her hand continues its groping at your tits, and you pull away slightly to catch a bit of your breath. her thumb and pointer twist at your nipple, bringing out an unmuffled whine; exactly what she wanted.

“that’s my pretty girl,” she whispers.

this time her lips attach to the skin of your neck, sucking and nipping at all the spots she knows to be most sensitive to pull out every precious sound from that back of your throat that she can. your hands become tangled in the hair at the base of her neck, and she lets out a sigh of pleasure against the heartbeat in your neck at the light pressure you apply.

“you drive me insane, you know that?” she groans, one hand moving down to grip your ass and push your hips further into her own.

“that’s the goal,” you grin, following her initiative and grinding your clothed pussy over hers as she continues her assault on your neck. but soon, her firm hands stop the movements over her hips, her frustration taking over.

“i need to see your pretty underwear, baby,” her voice somehow pleading and commanding all at once. you’re more than happy to indulge in her wishes, quick to pull yourself from her and strip away from your sweats. she hums in contentment at the sight, the ribbons of the garment and the way they compliment your skin reminding her of many special nights. “you’re perfect,” she mumbles, almost in awe, causing a rush of heat to your face.

“so are you,” you whisper. “you too, please?” she smiles, love in her eyes as she strips the same way as you, even pulling off her shirt to reveal the simple black bra covering her top. within moments, you’re back in her lap, the thinning of layers between your wet cores pulling moans out from the both of you. immediately, her tongue is tangled back with yours, her hands on your hips and yours cupping her covered boobs. you take care of that issue swiftly, pushing the cups of her bra down to feel her, then your hands fumbling desperately to unhook the bra in the back. her response is to snatch up the fabric at the bottom of your shirt and pull it over your head, your lips crashing back to each other not a second after they’re separated by the fabric. you move your hands to her waist as she arches her back to press her chest to yours, the feeling of her bare skin against yours always welcome.

neither of you attempt to suppress your moans and whimpers or the urge to grind against one another desperately, the friction of the layers of underwear both delicious and frustrating. she snaps first, bringing her lips down again to suck on your collarbone and her hands to the largest ribbons of your underwear in one motion. you find it difficult to halt your movements against her heat, only able to do so with the knowledge that it’ll get her hands or whatever she wishes on your bare pussy the fastest. so with the aid of your stillness and her capable fingers, she’s quick to pull out the bows holding the underwear up, causing the fabric to fall away from you. she practically yanks it out from under you, quick to replace the skimpy covering with her own hand, cupping your mound and groaning in tandem with you.

“god,” she moans, her head thrown back and eyes shut at the feeling of your dripping pussy smothering her hand. “you’re so wet,” she states, as if you have no idea the effect she has on you.

“fuck,” you whine. “always, for you.”

“that’s right,” she praises. “my good girl’s always wet for me.” she starts rubbing you with her flat hand, causing you to buck into her, desperate for more each moment.

“please, baby, please.” your pleas fall out of your mouth without you thinking.

“please what, love?” she asks, voice sweet as she teases you lightly.

“just more, please, i wanna feel more of you,” you beg, struggling to keep yourself still, trembling a little in her hand.

she presses a kiss to your shoulder. “me too, baby. just gimme a second.” you almost whine at the loss of contact when she removes her hand and urges you to stand up with her, but you love the feeling of hooking your fingers on the waistband of her underwear and pulling the garment down her legs.

she lays down on the couch and you follow not even seconds behind, groaning into her mouth when your bare pussies finally make contact. her hands grip your waist, pulling you into her as she bucks her hips up, just as desperate for the friction and feeling of your wetness mixing with hers as you.

it’s true that the position isn’t ideal; it’s hard to find exactly what you need to cum and there’s no towel to catch your dripping, but the both of you are more than happy and pleasured to keep going like this until you tire enough to take it to the bedroom. the feeling of grinding your pussy into hers is more than enough to keep you moaning and sucking sloppy, pretty bruises onto her neck and breasts. her hands roam and grope at your waist, boobs, thighs, ass, anything she can find to press a bit of love into.

“god, i could fuck you all night,” she groans right into your ear.

“well, i’m certainly not stopping you,” you grin.

[winterrrnight]

edith's 600 followers celebration!

I absolutely cannot believe my eyes! 600 of you! (well, there are bots too but STILL!!!) this really means sooo much to me <33 writing is my vice, my way of letting out emotions, and to share stories of scenarios dreamt and words thought. To see so many of you enjoy reading it, share such beautiful views with me, always makes me so giddy with happiness 💓💓 thank you so so much for the continuous support 🥹 I hope to always keep on providing you guys content <33

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[beanghostprincess]

Hello. I hope you’re doing well ❤️ I had a few questions (and if you’ve already answered any of them then I’ll just continue scrolling down your blog, as I’ve been doing).

Here ya go!

1. What do you think people mainly get wrong about Usopp? Like, what is a common misconception.

2. How would you describe Usopp’s relationship with each of his crewmates, in so few words (if possible)? I feel like people forget that the Strawhats are friends too.

Just wanted to hear your take.

Kind regards,

Anon.

You sound so polite, I love it 😭💖 Sending you kisses and hugs for being so sweet 🥰 (Sorry I didn't reply sooner! Busy life)

1 - I feel like the most common one I've seen around general audience/most shonen lovers (I like shonen too, but you know what I mean. You know what type of people I'm referring to) is that they take Usopp's character pretty superficially and instead of reading between the lines (very huge, separated, obvious and easy to read lines, though) they just accept what is verbally said... "He's a coward" / "He can't fight" / "He's selfish" / "He's just funny".

Most people have this misconseption about Usopp's fighting style because they assume that, because it is a long range fighting style, he isn't as powerful as others. When it is not true, by the way. They also deem Usopp to be a coward when, actually? He is just an average person? Like I KNOW the whole point is that he works on his "cowardice" but they just took an average boy with no prior experience of fighting and being a pirate to directly... Fight and being a pirate. Everybody would react like that. "He's not strong and he is a coward" first of all, wrong, second of all, you would be like that too.

And saying he is selfish? Or that he doesn't care about the crew or the people around him? I genuinely do not understand how some people can read him that way... Do you all not know how to... Analyse basic characters now? Another thing people get wrong is thinking Usopp isn't hot/wouldn't pull any girls as if he wasn't the only one with a canon girlfriend waiting for him, but alright.

2 - This is such a good question, actually 😭 I love you for this, anon. My favorite thing ever is talking about Usopp,,, I appreciate this.

Luffy: I love his dynamic with Luffy because despite being his captain, it is obvious that they are best friends. They have the same young/playful mindset and it doesn't feel, like... A job at all? Don't get me wrong, they're all a family, but their dynamic feels way more teen-like? More silly? They're stupid together. Usopp being the voice of the reason vs Luffy being extremely chaotic is my favorite thing. They feel very organic. And then there's this layer of jealousy from Usopp's side and the fact that I think Luffy will never be able to fully understand Usopp's insecurities, but somehow they will always find understanding and support on each other. Usopp is loyal to his captain and all but it feels more of a "I follow him because I consciously trust in him" than a "blind devotion" type of thing. And I adore that. Also, Luffy saw potential on Usopp from the very beginning and it melts my heart. Plus! They're both beetle/bugs lovers! The sillies <33

Zoro: They're one of the most hilarious duos because you would expect Zoro to absolutely hate being around somebody like Usopp, and yet he lets the guy do whatever he wants with him?? Zoro might be Luffy's enabler first and foremost but we forget he is even more permissive with Usopp sometimes and it is the funniest thing. I love it when they have tiny little soft scenes together because Zoro genuinely enjoys Usopp's company and I believe Usopp thinks Zoro's cool despite always being done with him being so dramatic and impulsive when fighting. I feel like Usopp feels safe around him but not only physically. I think he knows Zoro can read him like a book and after what happened in Water 7? I believe now even more than they're closer. Sometimes opening up to your captain is hard so maybe the first mate whom you have an intimate but odd relationship works even better.

Nami: My absolute beloveds. They're both on the same page when it comes to being "cowards" because their fighting styles are different from the rest and they're not built different like most of the crew. They feel so organic and genuine too! They just get each other. They're mischivious little shits together. And when they are not on the same page, it's so funny how comfortable they are around each other to just yell at the other. I think Nami gets Usopp when it comes to feeling weak and out of place but not quite, because she is always trying to make a path for herself instead of being afraid to do so? She's used to fighting on her own and standing up for herself even if it's scary but Usopp isn't, and I think she gets it but Usopp doesn't think she does because she is extremely valuable to the crew, obviously, and Usopp doesn't feel like he is. It's a dynamic with constant support and understanding and so so much fun together because they're most of the time on the same page. That's why they work so well!! They're not normal at all but the whole "we're the only normal people here" dynamic is incredible.

Sanji: If I start talking about them I think I will never finish. I think I've left pretty clear that my favorite thing about their dynamic is that, despite arguing all the time because their personalities are very different (something people often forget like. They argue A LOT. And it's SO funny. They're both the softest and the most annoying thing to each other--) they're always there for each other. Their dynamic is easy to summarize in "they joined basically at the same time, right after the romance trio" / "they do what the other can't do". They both have different types of self-hatred and insecurities that bring Sanji to understand Usopp on a deep level that I don't think others are able to share. It is obvious that Sanji has a clear preference for Usopp when it comes to the guys of the crew and he does treat him differently, not because he sees him as weak but because he sees himself in him. Their relationship is something so personal because I truly believe they're the ones that understand each other the most. I am SO angry they barely have scenes together now,,, Or that Usopp wasn't in WCI,,, Waiting for Elbaf to parallel Water 7 so fucking bad. I have more things to say about them but-- My whole blog is literally about that.

Vivi (very necessary to include her): People don't talk at all about their dynamic and it is so offensive to me because they're so funny??? Vivi's little quirk about forgetting to mention dangerous stuff and Usopp being oh so done with her is the funniest thing. Drum island was certainly incredible for these two. I truly wanted to see more of them,,, I think that if Vivi had stayed with them, she would've understood Usopp pretty well. Screaming for help when nobody can hear you? Feeling oh so weak in comparison to the world around you? She would've been on Sanji's team kicking Luffy and trying hard to keep them from saying any stupid things. More of Usopp and Vivi,,, More of Usopp and Vivi,,, I miss them :( They were so cute :(

Chopper: They're so cute and silly together,, But not only that! They support each other so so much!!! Maybe it's because they're both from the "coward trio" but I just adore how they're pretty much always together. Chopper has this whole thing at first about feeling like a monster, but Usopp finds his abilities so awesome and,, It melts my heart whenever we see them interacting. They're not only hilarious and support each other but they're always finding reassurance on the other and I love it. Not to mention the whole Sogeking thing, too! And Chopper believing Usopp's lies! They feel sooo much like brothers, imo, it's adorable. Chopper might be one of Sogeking's biggest fans but Usopp is certainly Chopper's number 1 fan too.

Robin: I think if I start talking about them I might end up crying, thanks. But. But. But I adore them. They leave the crew pretty much at the same time and yet Usopp does everything to help them save her and bring her back. I think Robin reads him pretty well and can see so much bravery in him that Usopp can't see... While Usopp, despite being a bit weirded out at first by her, sees how gentle and caring and lovely Robin is. And how cool she is, too! Also, they're both big nerds, and I love that. The fact that he did everything he could for her in Enies Lobby despite having left the crew must've meant the world for her. And it's also the whole thing about her wanting to give up on life? I think Usopp, even if it's not on the same level, can kind of relate to that? It is not Sanji/Robin type of bond (which I fucking adore, by the way) but it is pretty personal. Also, hilarious dynamic because Robin is always telling dark jokes and Usopp gets scared easily and I just adore it.

Franky: They mean so much to me. My beloveds. We don't talk enough about Franky regretting having hurt Usopp when they first met and the guilt still haunting him. We don't talk about it enough. We should. Franky was there for Usopp on his most vulnerable moment and I think Franky's personality and masculinity mixed with his pretty emotional side is SO good for Usopp. Because it teaches him to be braver and stronger and himself, and it lets himself feel freely. They have so many things in common and I am from the "Franky father figure" team because their bond looks so,,, So much like that. Usopp getting excited for every little thing Franky makes and Franky quite obviously showing off because he knows he likes it. I think Franky is the one Usopp goes to when there's any problem in his life and,,, It is just so sweet that they always trust each other SO much. It is not only admiration but a deep, close bond. Still not over Franky wanting to overcompensate for what he did to Usopp, though, but- But they're okay now, I swear.

Brook: The sillies!!!!!!! We don't have THAT much of them in comparison to the other characters but every time they interact it is always so funny. Idk how I would describe their dynamic other than it is hilarious,, But I also think we deserve more scenes of them interacting seriously. Brook spent 50 years on his own and Usopp's fear in Water 7/Enies Lobby of being left alone too is so,,, I think Usopp would want to hear more of Brook and make him feel at home because if just the thought of being alone scares him so much, he can't even imagine what it was like for Brook. Usopp is somebody who seems to want to glue the crew together as much as possible and mostly uses fun/positivity (even if fake) to do so, and Brook does the same with music. Like- The fear of being alone. Idkk. Going insane now, actually.

Jinbe: I feel like everybody's relationship with Jinbe is very gentle and silly because he is adapting to the crew's dynamic and getting used to their shenanigans. So no matter what, it is hilarious and sweet. I actually,,, Want to see Jinbe's reaction to Sogeking,,, A lot,,, It'd be SO funny. Anyway- They haven't had much of a break to be together (please please let them be silly post-egghead) (honestly I'd kill for a silly filler arc, ngl...) but Jinbe is extremely understanding and mature and imo he sees a lot of potential and bravery in Usopp. And I'd say Usopp finds comfort on Jinbe but who wouldn't? I think it'd be funny to see a bit more of teasing/playful interactions with them because I love Usopp being stupid and Jinbe being all confused at first but having fun.

[yanaleese]

not an "ask" per say but after the post where you answered the question about the way vampires work in-universe.. i'd like to let you know that i am once again in awe of by your dedication and creativity for this world you've created. wow. just. wow. i feel honored watching you continue to build on it and seeing it evolve into what was one or two posts when i first saw your blog, to all of this. on that note: admin, you are absolutely amazing and i hope you are doing well ^^, much, much love ( and a forehead kith for both you and karma <33 )

p.s.: i'd like to be 🐳 anon if that one is not already taken ?

ヾ(￣▽￣) Bye~Bye~

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA tytytytytytyytyyyty

And yes!!!!!!!! Ofc you can be 🐳 anon!

But honestly Whale Anon - thank you for sending this in my inbox. I really felt at first all that post was a waste in itself, but seeing this ask reminded me that you guys are there to support me <33333.

And WOW the fact that you've been here since the beginning shows you are just as ancient as me LOL!!! Good to know you've been eyeing and licking my posts up!

Also thanks for checking up on me! Right now I have a shitty shoulder and no sleep since I'm dedicating my time on releasing the 2nd OC for the blog. I hope when it comes out, you guys will enjoy the little bugger. He cannot WAIT to talk to you all!!!

Also tytytyty for the kith mwah i appreciate it LOTS!

And you are amazing! *points to my other followers* and YOU GUYS are amazing! And you are-

ok I'll stop now LOL

[belit0]

Hello!♡

Thank you so much for doing my request! I absolutely loved it! It probably made my day too haha! Your writing is so fun and nice to read, you're just so talented!

I'm honestly very shy about requesting things from people, because I don't want to bother them, but this definitely motivated me to share another idea of mine, which I hope you don't mind!

I'm really into the Yandere x secret Yandere trope, which I honestly don't see enough of and it's a shame! I also really loved the dynamic between Yandere Shisui and Itachi in your fic, which made me have an idea.

So basically, the reader, Shisui and Itachi all growing up together. Shisui and Itachi were always super obsessed with the reader, unaware that the reader fully knew of this and enjoyed the attention. And they were also a Yandere for the two, who just waited for the moment they finally confessed to them, so they can unapologetically keep the boys to themselves. The clan kept them away from eachother maybe as well, but nothing can really stop the two boys once they want something, haha... You can gladly make this nsfw, if you'd like, too!

I'm sorry that this is a long one and hope you don't mind me asking for a request for them again! Thank you once more for doing my previous one too! I love it!<33

(Excuse my English btw! I'm not a native speaker.♡)

- bunni anon

I really appreciate your love and interest, genuinely!

I completely understand the feeling of being a nuisance, but this blog is a safe space for everyone, and you are more than welcome anytime you want to chat or send me a request! Please don't be shy, and make yourself comfortable here!

I would have loved to make this request sooner, but life and work sucked me in. It took longer than usual, but here it is and I hope you like it!

TW: Yandere! Itachi - Yandere! Shisui - Yandere! reader Pairing: Uchiha Itachi / Uchiha Shisui / reader NSFW

You see, the Uchiha are not very good when it comes to demonstrating affection with words, yet they are great with actions. Sometimes, they have a hard time pronouncing an “I love you", but they won't hesitate to burn down cities for their loved ones, to kill as many people as necessary, to destroy lives just to prove their feelings.

They lose their head and minds for the one who dominates their heart, making it their priority for them to be happy, to have everything they need, and to lack nothing. They may not be able to verbalize it or find it difficult to formulate words to explain emotions, but in their behavior, there is no hesitation.

They know what they are doing.

Just as (Y/N) knows what she does.

In this girl's case, she has not one crazy Uchiha, but two. Both ninjas decided to take and share her as the object of their passion, to give her all their sentiments and affection, undivided attention.

The beginning of the end comes when Shisui saves her from some thieves one rainy night. The Uchiha was on guard duty, patrolling dark streets looking for suspicious activity. Police life is much simpler than working fighting ninjas from other nations, and he appreciates the solitude of the evening. Suddenly, he sees a woman walking alone, presumably trying to get home. She tries to shelter from the rain by walking under roofs, and doesn't notice when she is accosted halfway. Two thieves tried to steal her belongings and assault her, but the ninja intervenes quickly, coming out of hiding and reducing the threat in seconds.

The woman thanks him in tears, hugging him and hanging onto his neck as if it were a matter of life and death. Shisui takes a moment to appreciate her closely, and gets fascinated by her beauty. Even soaking wet and with a face swollen with tears, the girl is beautiful. He can feel the shape of her body beneath his hands as he holds her, how her curves mold to his fingers, and then, it hits him.

This girl has to be his.

He took her to the Uchiha police station where Itachi sat, waiting for his best friend to return and continue chatting. His free time between missions became a moment to spend with his cousin, unpressured by schedules, making a habit of visiting him on his night watches and keeping him company.

When Shisui enters with the attacked woman, the two share an immediate look of understanding, and realize they have found their next object of obsession. Used to not being argued with and always getting what they want, both friends worked countless times to achieve their goals.

With (Y/N), however, it was different. The girl seemed uninterested in their advances yet somehow managed to keep them wrapped around her finger.  They tried to approach and conquer her countless times, to win her heart and finally be able to possess her, but she seemed to enjoy seeing them struggle, working for it.

Soon, it became a challenge.

Such became the fixation of both Uchiha, Shisui began to miss his nightly patrols, and Itachi to skip his ANBU missions. Undeterred by their sense of responsibility, their superiors questioned them, not understanding how two shinobi of such caliber could be acting so strangely.

The two would get together to plan, try to understand, and brainstorm ways to obtain her without having to make a fuss. Sure, they could resort to kidnapping, taking and making her disappear forever, but that meant dealing with a lot of cumbersome details. Investigations, explanations to the family, tracing, covering up fingerprints, annoying things they had dealt with countless times in the past.

The puzzle lay in how she always sought them out and needed them, but never accepted their moves.

She would call and ask them to escort her home for the night, but never allowed them to come in and stay with her.

She would call and ask them to keep her company at work, but never agreed to stay with them for a drink later.

She would call them if she heard a strange noise in her place, but never let them stick around to secure the perimeter.

The girl would play with them, and it drove the two ninjas crazy. They had never met anyone who would make things so difficult, who would complicate their strategies and maneuvers, who would resist their advances like that. It made them even more desperate and obsessed, falling into the trap of needing her.

Eventually, their respective bosses had to intervene. Itachi was temporarily suspended from the ANBU for neglecting his responsibilities, and Fugaku forbade them both from approaching the woman if they wanted to continue holding their positions within the clan. Shisui was closely watched by his police colleagues, obeying direct orders from the chief.

Things got annoying and cumbersome, which only gave them more determination to achieve their goal. If people wanted to take her away from them, to get her out of their hands, there would be trouble.

Something (Y/N) enjoyed in a big way.

Knowing the two most powerful Uchiha were eating out of her hands, trying to get under her skirt, to get something from her, made her feel like the most powerful woman in the world. She could whistle, and the two would be at her feet obeying her needs, doing whatever she wanted them to do.

She abused and used this ability to the fullest, enjoying the looks of desire from both men every time she called them for something. They always hoped she would allow them to stay, to come into her bed, to be part of her life in a stable way, but (Y/N) never would.

She loved the frustration on their faces when she asked them to leave, when she told them she didn't need them anymore, and how helpless they were every single time. The girl learned to manage and have them at her beck and call, so much so they would abandon their responsibilities for her.

Yet, at some point, the Uchiha had enough, and decided to put a stop to (Y/N)'s demand. She had gained the upper hand, and it was time to turn it all around.

When she called them again, they were determined to act.

It was late, and (Y/N) was moving her chakra with the signal the three had agreed to use as a call. Both Uchiha were together, and they rushed simultaneously to the scene. The girl was in the middle of the forest and desperately called for them.

When they reached her, they were met with a heartbreaking sight.

She was on the ground, her clothes torn and crying. Anyone who analyzed the situation at first glance would say she had been attacked by someone, but something wasn't right.

Shisui rushed over to her, asking if she was all right, what had happened, demanding answers. As he pulled off his shirt to cover her, Itachi detected the lie.

There were no footsteps in the perimeter other than hers, no sign of other people. No chakra seemed to be nearby, and there were no traces of anyone, either in the trees or on the ground. (Y/N) had no scratches, no cuts, no blood on her skin, and if someone had genuinely ripped her clothes off, they would at least have marked her with their fingernails.

The other Uchiha continued to worry, hugging and holding her as if something had really happened. Itachi merely watched, and when (Y/N) stopped her theatre of lies, he spoke seriously.

"If we're going to keep suffering, you'll have to give us something in return, you know?" The man leaned his back against a tree, serenely crossing his arms over his chest. He narrowed his eyes and glared at her, waiting for a reaction.

"What the fuck, Itachi! How could you say such a thing in this situation?!" Shisui exclaimed in true anger, so mowed down by his feelings he didn't even pause to observe the staged scene.

Some seconds of silence were by, the forest completely calm, while she decided what would be her next move.

(Y/N) began to laugh, and clutched her stomach as a fit of giggles knocked the wind out of her. Itachi looked apprehensive, having caught on to her deception from the beginning, while Shisui watches her in disbelief, not understanding the scenario.

"You genuinely think someone did this to her and didn't leave a single mark on her body or the place? Look around, it's another one of her lies."

"Busted!" she continued to laugh, as if she didn't care one bit about doing such a thing. "Tachi, relax, be a little funnier next time, it's not amusing if you ruin my show from the start. All right! we're done, back to your normal activities, boys!"

Normally, both would listen to her and let her be, but this time she had gone too far. By faking a scene like that, she seemed to be asking them to execute it themselves.

"I'm fucking sick of this (Y/N)!" Shisui pounced on her, trapping her under his body while holding her wrists above her head. "You want to play with us, treat us like your faithful dogs, yet I'm fed up! If you don't give me something in return, I won't continue with this!"

"Yes, you will, even if I don't give you anything, because you love me, don't you? Both of you do. You're as much mine as I am yours, there's no way around it!" She exclaimed with a smirk, laughing in both their faces.

"All right then, time for you to prove it." Itachi moved towards her, quickly working his pants. Shisui caught the hint and readied himself likewise.

If (Y/N) didn't want to cooperate, they would have to do it the hard way.

The long-haired Uchiha knelt at her head, with each of his knees at one side of her face, facing Shisui. He pulled his cock out of his clothes and held it in front of her face.

"You're going to take it all, and let us do what we want with you, just like you've been doing what you want with us." The short-haired man exclaimed as he finished ripping the remaining clothes off of her.

"Well (Y/N), let's see what you've got." Before she could say anything else, Itachi shoved his member into her mouth, reaching the back of her throat without warning. Shisui soon followed in step, spitting his hand and rubbing it over his dick before thrusting it into her.

(Y/N) moaned as best she could from the initial pain, until her pussy produced enough lubrication to accompany the Uchiha. They both worked her holes with abandon and ferocity, drawing out their pent-up need for her.

"Shit (Y/N), if I'd known you felt this way, we would have done it sooner."

"Eat it all, you fucking slut, don't leave anything out."

They destroyed her entrances with heavy thrusts, not letting her catch her breath. Her hands remained restrained above her head, and she could do nothing but take them both at once.

"Come on little slut, bear it like the good little girl you are, show us what you're made of."

"So good baby, it feels so good, shit."

Itachi works her mouth, making her gag with each thrust, leaving a trail of fluids around her lips. His balls crashed against her nose and knocked her out of breath for long seconds. Her eyes lost focus, and she could do no more than endure it.

Shisui was tearing apart her cunt with abandon, pumping in and out over and over again without caring how red her skin got or how much it hurt.

They both finished almost in unison, followed by the difference of a couple of seconds, filling her with their seed.

"This just became your new routine, (Y/N). I hope you enjoy it."

[zorosdimples]

omg that anon was so weird for that, your response was so real though and it made me laugh hsjsh

btw (huge ass paragraph nonnie speaking) when i wrote that i knew you and your mutuals joke around like that and i enjoy it every time i see it on the dash (i love you guys and your friendship so much <33) i wrote the first part as like a reassurance like just in case even though i knew you knew it was all lighthearted

what i’m trying to say here is don’t worry about your joking around being taken seriously (i personally find it obvious that you guys are teasing in good fun) i just wrote that to reassure/remind you that we love youu!! and you’re awesome and this lil community that you’ve garnered is so cute, entertaining, lovely and funny <33 and like you said anyone not here for that can simply click away while we continue being happy together :))

i’ve learned that the best way to respond to hateful anons—other than ignoring them (which is the best route of all)—is to hit them over the head with silly…it’s satisfying in a situation where you can’t win! some petty4petty, if you will.

okay i’m so glad to hear that you Get Me; i of course think it’s obvious because, y’know, i’m in my own brain! i do of course worry sometimes that something purely unserious will be misconstrued, but i’ve been reassured by friends—and you! yippee!—that it’s all obviously playful. i do understand that some people may not want to see me go back and forth with others, and i should come up with a better tagging system so people can filter tags…it’s a work in progress (as am i).

thank you for going out of your way to reassure me and to say such nice things about me and my silly blog; i’m over here blushing a mess and trying not to be so bashful because it makes me giddy to know that you’re happy to be here. because i know i’m happy that you’re here, so it’s lovely when the feeling is mutual <3 despite some little nuisances—which every blog attracts from time to time—i’m so proud of the little space i’ve carved out for myself. it’s my home away from home, and i hope everyone else here feels comfy and cozy, too!

now i’m rambling so much ahhhhh! thank you again for being a sweetheart and for making my day not once but twice :’-) sending you all my love 💞

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Not an ask but ur work is soooo good!!! Ur imagery is amazing and u do a rlly good job at painting the picture and describing scenery. Honestly forget I’m reading fanfiction sometimes cuz ur words r so beautiful they read like poetry. Read ur suguru fic and it was super sweet ur descriptions rlly made it feel so comforting n cozy and soft. Ur an amazing writer n should be proud of ur work :3!!! I’ve never sent an ask before but felt obligated to send one to u cuz u deserve to know!! Hope u continue writing cuz having an all sfw blog with this level of writing is rare and a blessing :33<3333!!!

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 anon this almost made me tear up phdhdhf ……

u r genuinely an angel, i cant thank you enough for taking the time to write this out !! esp since u usually dont send asks 🥺🥺 it seriously means the world to me !! calling my writing poetic is the kindest thing ever, im so so happy u enjoy it :’3 esp the sugu fic aaa !! i love writing for him the most <3 hes my sweet wife <33

i have lots n lots of wips stocked up so i will absolutely keep writing, dw !! <333 i hope ull enjoy all my future works u stumble upon too !!!

[fatuismooches]

you're. one of my favorite blogs ever :( you're the coolest

i love your blog and your writing so much. im so wild over it. i've been a fan for. two years? im not entirely certain dhjdjh

but thank you so much for all of your writings!! i love them so much and you seem like such a cool person :)

(btw. can i possibly be 🍄 anon?)

AWWWWHDUIWQDQU THANK YOU SM 🍄 ANON <33 💗💗💗 I'M SO HAPPY YOU'VE STUCK AROUND FOR THAT LONG OMG... that's so sweet I'm so glad you're still here on this silly little journey, i am smiling so hard... 😭💗 i really hope you can continue to enjoy my writing!

[akamikazae]

Akami’s existence to Kakashi and Sasuke is so great that I’m seriously curious how the Shippuden plotline will be reflected. Obviously you don’t portray Akami as a godly fixer of all their problems but emotional support is such a huge deal! And Akami no matter how flawed endeavors to provide that. I have so many questions

Would Sasuke leave despite everything? Or would he leave specifically to protect what he has now?

If he does, how will that affect Akami and Kakashi? Will they break up?

On a similar note how would Akami react when it is Orochumaru of all people that causes this

How will Akami react to Obito being alive??

Of course, you may decide to not write any of this but your story is so good it got me stoked wondering

Thank you for sharing your creativity with the fandom!

Hi wow oh my gosh anon ! Thank you for this very thoughtful ask!! It was a delightful thing to wake up to in my inbox💕 I really really really enjoy getting to know what my readers think so i appreciate you reaching out with such wonderful questions and kind words! 🥰  I do 100% plan on writing about nearly all of these things—I am actually working on these later chapters now as I chug along on the next one! While I totally do not mind chatting more about this, I’m not sure that I want to post all the big spoilers on the main blog! (No pressure at all but if you felt comfortable, you are more than welcome to dm me about it here/or chat via discord!*)

I am going to vaguely hint at answers just in case you don’t feel comfortable doing so but I’ll put it under the cut 

First a hinting reminder that Lm only slightly deviates from canon—(my deviations come mainly in the smaller events)—and there is going to be an eventual happy ending!!! 

-As you mentioned Akami is flawed—and as hard as she tries to be supportive, some new developments may make that a bit challenging for her 

-Sasuke has a lot to love, and with that comes a lot of confusion and difficult choices -Akami and Kakashi have a lot of roadblocks ahead, and have butted heads quite a bit in the past -- though they have come this far their healing journey is far from over. Despite their differing opinions there will always be love there

-It is no secret Akami hates her father, and has a tendency to let her anger get the better of her, but as far as Sasuke knows her parents are dead -Obito is a lil shit ! (And thats all I got to say about that for now hahah) 

And lastly I will say that the chunin exams are going to be quite a hurdle for all to overcome! ;)

*my discord just in case akamikazae

thank you once again for your interest in my Oc and story--it truly means so much to me my dear anon <33 I hope you continue to enjoy where Akami and her story goes--and you are always welcome in my inbox/dms whether you remain anonymous or not :)

-🐍

[duckymcdoorknob]

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Um hello I’m kinda new here… I found your emergency requests on someone else’s blog and I really need one right now. My mom wont stop making comments on my body. It makes me feel really bad about myself all the time. Can you please write Takemichi, Chifuyu and Mikey comforting an s/o with body image issues? Thank you if you do write this!! If not, or if it’s too much, please just trash this!

Of course my dear.

Thank you for trusting me with this. I know ALL about this one.

(Brb manifesting Mikey’s)

Please don’t hesitate to come in my dms if you need any help at all.

CW UNDER THE CUT: mentions of bodyshaming.

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236 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

#4

Hello! I'm here for another order, if isn't too much!

I would like a dark chocolate in oval form, with ganache, oreo and raspberry creme fillings! With Gold Foil (Saiki himself). Have a great day! :)

HELLO MI AMORE, COMING RIGHT UP!

I WILL be having a great day now, I wish you one as well.

So you better have one (ง'̀-'́)ง

This one’s a specific scenario! Oopsie he’s a little OOC here, but oh well.

𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 ❤︎

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320 notes - Posted March 9, 2022

#3

LAWDY I’m such a Kurapika simp helpppp

𝕆𝕜𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖...

The passing streetlights becoming nothing but blurry shines of ochre, as you were blinking in and out of reality. The low hum of the wheels against the road further lulling you to give into your exhaustion.

The only thing keeping you awake being Kurapika’s gentle humming with the radio. His peaceful voice accurately hitting every note, further leaving you wanting to hear it more and more. Him carefully maneuvering around obstacles and potholes to keep the little ones asleep.

Said little ones being absolutely knocked out in the backseat, with you sitting patiently in between them. Against your left thigh, laying Gon. His bright, determined and sparkly eyes, now being shut and unmoving. His mouth hanging slightly agape. As for your right shoulder, Killua taking refuge there. His fluffy hair resting against you, his normally stoic face relaxing peacefully. Gentle snores emitting from his mouth.

Your eyes continuously blinking as you stir in and out of reality. Finally drooping your head downward, gently bonking heads with Killua.

“Hey, (Y/N)…? You doing alright back there?” The blonde at the wheel asking, him stealing a glance through the rearview.

His eyes fixating upon your sleeping figure, and the little boys sleeping on either side of you.

“I guess they are.” Him replying to himself sweetly.

“Aww. How considerate.” Leorio cooing softly from his front seat.

“Hey! Leave me alone” the Kurta quietly yelping in response.

The brunette shaking his head and staring at the passing buildings and cars.

“Sweet dreams, everyone.” A whispered message being the last thing Leorio heard before his own head was lolling to the side.

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476 notes - Posted March 5, 2022

#2

I’m so silly

803 notes - Posted May 24, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

This is gonna be the first time I request from you and I hope you don't mind :))

An emergency request pls. So, i have this tendency of talkinga a lot, principally when its about something I really enjoy, one thing that is normal to happen when I talk too much is people interrupting me out of nowhere and never letting me finish, any time someone does that I just feel like crying honestly, and of course that happened today and no one seemed to notice. Could I have a scenario with Saiki where his partner normally suffers with that?

It's okay if you don't want to, have a great day :))

Hi of course you can!! Thank you for requesting!

Sorry about the long wait lmao I have a couple (like 10) of these in my inbox

CW BELOW THE CUT: Reader is ignored :(

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1,655 notes - Posted February 5, 2022

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[moonlightdancer26]

Heya, I'm this anon -> https://moonlightdancer26.tumblr.com/post/697464103339524096/im-a-trans-man-myself-ive-heard-some-of-the

Don't let any lost followers get to you. That follower you mentioned may have completely different reasons for unfollowing than you might think.

For many of us, fandom is an escape from a shitty reality, and it's understandable if a trans person doesn't want to see reminders of transphobia, including posts that defend trans people.

I unfollow fandom blogs who start posting about certain social issues not because I disagree, but because it's simply too taxing to constantly be reminded of all the bad in the world.

They also simply could have misclicked unfollow by accident!

Now, here's a hug (づ ´• ω •`)づ

Hi again!

Losing followers isn’t that big a surprise to me, this isn’t the first time something similar’s happened. But I got upset because it was that one specific person—who’s not only trans but also whose blog I really enjoy.

I agree with what you’ve said: People definitely don’t like seeing constant reminders of things they’re hated/oppressed for, I certainly don’t. But I think I should’ve clarified more in the tags; they defended her. They were understanding about it and of course I don’t have any problem with that, but the issue I have is… they’re able to empathise with her and forgive her, but the fact that they also unfollowed me after this implies I’ve done something wrong. So the issue I have is, if you can empathise with what she did, then why can you not understand why I reacted the way I did? I know I sound like a fucking child right now but this has been bothering me too much (there’ve been other instances like this) to stay quiet. This has happened many times before, when anything’s happened with another tumblr blog and I genuinely am in need of support, 99% of them turn their backs on me. 🤷‍♀️

How do people want me to go about the situation? “You know what, Ladykardasi? You’re right, I’m SO sorry for trying to defend trans people! I totally shouldn’t have informed you that it was offensive to imply trans men aren’t “genuine” men! 🥰 and I should TOTALLY forgive you for calling me a bitch and trying to silence me after you supposedly did nothing wrong! ☺️” Is this what people want me to say? I’m not trans nor am I a male, and even I found that hurtful. If people can forgive her, then why not me? I’m not forcing anyone to continue following me—nor am I refusing to unfollow someone after they asked, unlike a certain someone :)—or even like me, but please just understand where I’m coming from.

That being said, I’m not even angry at the person who unfollowed me, nor do I resent them; I’m just upset and very confused.

I honestly don’t want to know why they unfollowed me—because of my attempted defence of trans folks, or because of my blog as a whole. I don’t think either answer will make me feel any better.

+ Misclicking the unfollow button at this time seems a bit too much of a coincidence, but I really hope you’re right. 😭<3

Now, here's a hug (づ ´• ω •`)づ

thank you so much, anon 🥺❤️ I saw your ask yesterday right after I arrived home and I was already on the verge of tears (because of something that happened), so when I saw this I actually shedded a few tears 😭 (but today was great! I’m much happier now <33)

[dragonshifter-minecraft]

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That's 101 more posts than 2021!

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#5

Submitted by Anonymous:

“Hi!! I really enjoy the story you've made and totally forgot to send this when I made it (I think it was sometime before the second part was done) but this is just a little sketch I made based off the designs you made :0) Hope you like it and I'm excited to keep reading the story!”

Dude I am in LOVE with this. The accuracy of the designs paired with the beautifully detailed linework, it’s just gorgeous! also George’s grumpy little face is sending me

I can’t thank you enough for creating this, Anon!

14 notes - Posted September 26, 2022

#4

Chapter 35 - Dragon Hunters

[Previous] ~ [Next]

[Word Count: 2638]

[Content Warnings: Injury and Blood, Non-Graphic Treatment of Wound]

The dragons had both swiftly rushed in to snuff out the fiery monsters, all while more continued to ignite from the spawner. At every opportunity, the Enderfolk was loosing arrows that almost always met their marks, while the human would hold them frozen in place so someone else could deal with them. Before long, Sapnap had managed to fill the satchel with a couple dozen rods.

“Dream, I don’t think I can fit any more blaze rods in here,” he mentioned to the green beast, who had just been poised to strike as soon as the next wave of living infernos appeared.

“We probably have enough, then,” Dream mentioned, relaxing a bit as he knelt down further for the dark-haired man to climb up, “let’s get outta here.”

The blue dragon did the same, though his wither-scaled paw moved gingerly. It still hurt somewhat, but it also felt partially numb, and that almost worried him more.

“George, you good to fly home?” the other beast inquired suddenly, concern in his voice.

“Yeah, I think so,” George hummed, standing as he felt Bad get situated on his back, “I have no idea where we came from, though.”

“I know the way,” Dream declared, unfurling his wings, “just follow me.”

Respective wingbeats sent the two dragons soaring upwards and away from the fortress, warm thermals rising beneath them and bearing them back the way they’d come.

The red, cavern-like landscape sped past on all sides. The flight was shaping up to be just as uneventful as it had been the first time through, though the group did notice a pale, ghostlike creature floating lazily in the distance, barely visible through the thick fog. It didn’t pay the pair of dragons any mind, which was probably for the best.

Soon enough, the giant black-bricked bastion came in view once again, and the two beasts took a sharp turn to follow the bend in the cavernous terrain.

They had just barely gotten past the crumbling structure when a thunderous roar rang out all around them.

George let out a startled shriek, jostling Bad as he faltered in mid-air, frantically trying to look around to see what could have made such a sound. Was it some giant creature that they had somehow missed entirely? Was it what Dream had really been afraid of in the Nether?

The green dragon had panicked momentarily as well, slowing his flight to drop behind the other beast as he glanced quickly around for the source of the terrible roar. To his ears, it was vaguely familiar, but it had sounded nothing like George. Were there more dragons nearby?

And then, the faint snapping of a crossbow string heralded a sudden pain exploding in one of Dream’s hind legs, something hard and sharp piercing through his scales and embedding itself in his flesh.

There was a second, terrible squall – and this time, it had come from him.

“Dream!” Sapnap shouted from his back, panic and worry in his voice.

“What was that?!” he distantly registered the Enderfolk questioning.

“What happened?” George demanded.

They needed to get out of here!

“Go, just go!” the green dragon bellowed knowingly, flapping his wings to propel himself faster, thermals be damned. “Back to the portal, hurry!”

He peered behind them as they sped away, briefly catching a glimpse of two humanoid figures – one appearing mostly beige and the other one light blue. They definitely weren’t Piglins…

Up ahead, the portal was a gleaming beacon of purple that shone through the red, ember-filled haze. They were nearly home! They just had to survive a little longer, and then they’d be safe!

George glided down ahead of Dream, landing somewhat shakily, but not losing his footing this time.

The green beast came down to land beside him, but as he prepared to meet the ground, white-hot agony surged through his stricken hind leg. His wings wavered as he tried to steady himself, flapping clumsily as he descended the last several feet. As his strength gave out entirely, he ultimately crashed down hard against the uneven crimson stone underfoot.

Thankfully, the human perched on his back hadn’t fallen off despite the rough landing, instead hurriedly scrambling to climb down and figure out what was going on.

Dream didn’t get up, his aching leg stretched out to the side to avoid aggravating it further. Streaks of red glistened in the lava-light as they dripped down the once-pristine green scales.

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#3

Chapter 23 - Dragon Fire

[Previous] ~ [Next]

[Word Count: 2355]

[Content Warnings: Fear | Brief Smoke Inhalation]

After the Dragonshifter’s disappearance, Nick couldn’t bring himself to pick up magic again. It just wouldn’t feel right, knowing the two of them had gotten so far, only for everything to come collapsing down. He hadn’t even told his family what had happened, fearing what terrible things they might say about Clay out of ignorance.

He had only been a part of Nick’s life for a little while. And while he still cherished the memories, time marched on. No more spellcasting. No more best friend to share it with.

He spent a while trying to figure out what he wanted to do with his life. He’d considered the town guard, but he didn’t really want to be associated with the same people that took his best friend from him. A few other small jobs came and went, but nothing really spoke to him. Finally, he took up simple sewing and stitching. His mother was already one of the best tailors in Hearthview, and with his sisters picking up the trade in order to branch out into embroidery and dressmaking, he was in a good position to learn.

As his sisters found success, the whole family would end up moving to a few other towns, each with bigger and better opportunities than the last. One way or another, they ended up in Bronzechill. It was a fairly large settlement, and business was even more booming than it had been at the prior town. It was less than a day’s walk to a large city, Knightport, which boasted a rich and thriving market district. His family was ultimately aspiring to run a market stall there, or even better, a whole brick and mortar shop!

Nick helped wherever he could. He would help with a lot of the busywork, such as pinning patterns, cutting fabrics, and stitching seams together. That wasn’t to say the rest of his family didn’t work hard, though – in fact, they were probably far more involved in the process than he was. They’d poured their hearts and souls into their work, but he could never seem to do the same.

One night, after he had retired to his room and attempted to get some embroidering practice in before bed, he faintly registered a knock at the door of his family’s home. He didn’t pay it much mind. Sometimes people would stop by late at night to see if they could get a seam mended or a hole in their clothing patched.

From the other side of the house, he could hear his mother talking to someone. Everything sounded friendly enough, so he turned his attention back to the scrap of shoddily cross-stitched fabric, leaning back in his bed as he attempted to block out all of the outside world.

He would’ve succeeded as well, had the door to his room not suddenly been pushed open. Nick quickly sat up, raising his head to regard the person standing at his bedroom door.

His eyes widened nervously.

During his family’s several moves over the last few years, he’d heard many accounts of dragon slayers across the continent. They came and went wherever they pleased, slaying dragons for profit and for glory. These people were heralded as heroes, their names being passed around with the same reverence typically reserved for deities. Many villages had tales to tell of the slayers that hunted down the dragons that had attacked them for years, complete with the typical embellishment that came alongside each retelling, of course. Usually it was easy to disprove the wild claims, or at least figure out which parts of the story had been exaggerated in the telling.

And then there was the figure known only as ‘Dream’. Whispers of this mysterious slayer had spread far beyond many of the towns he had apparently rid of dragons, and the stories that came with them were very different from the standard tall tale. The slayer was said to wear shades of green, always had the hood of his cloak pulled over his head, and was never seen without his bizarre white mask emblazoned with a smiley-face.

But the strangest part of the stories was how in-line they remained with each telling. It didn’t matter who the account came from, they all seemed to match up in one way or another – where most slayers carried swords and bows, Dream carried a wooden staff, and he felled the dragons by magical means. Additional details came and went, about how he could bring down the beasts with ease, how he could track them for miles if they somehow got away, how he never let a single one live…

And now, that same terrifying slayer was standing in the doorway to Nick’s room, staring him down with that ever-smiling mask.

“Hello,” spoke the mysterious stranger, “may I come in?”

“Uh, sure,” Nick choked out, setting his work down as he hurriedly stood up, still unable to take his eyes off of the masked figure. He was in awe at the fact that the slayer he’d heard about in so many stories was standing before him.

But there was also a small sliver of worry twisting in his chest – after all, he’d once been friends with a Dragonshifter, and he didn’t imagine that fact would go over well with this individual.

“Nice place you’ve got,” the slayer commented, the end of his staff lightly thunking against the floor as he stepped forward into the bedroom. “Your mother said you and your sisters are doing clothing, mainly dresses. Your family seems very nice.”

Nick couldn’t come up with a reply, having no idea where Dream was going with this. The way he spoke seemed off, like there was some hidden intent behind his words. The way he carried himself was just as strange, appearing far too still and deliberate for it to be natural.

“…did you ever tell them?” Dream went on after a significant pause, his head tilting slightly, his body language unreadable and unnerving.

“W-What?” the teen asked, baffled.

“About your Dragonshifter friend,” the slayer answered with a slight edge in his tone. There it was. The one thing he’d been most scared to hear brought up.

“Uh,” Nick tried to stifle his shock and confusion, aiming instead for cluelessness, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, don’t you?” the stranger’s tone lowered, and he leaned forward threateningly against his staff.

“Um,” panic bubbled to the surface as he struggled to find his words.

“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten, Sapnap,” Dream huffed.

“I-I really don’t—” Nick had begun, only for his mind to blank as he processed what the slayer had just said. “Wait. How do you…?”

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Chapter 24 - The Dare

[Previous] ~ [Next]

[Word Count: 2527]

[Content Warnings: SOFT/SAFE VORE, Mouthplay]

[Once more, the following chapter contains VORE – feel free to skim, skip, or block the tags ‘tw vore’ and/or ‘extreme cuddling’ if this makes you uncomfortable!]

Something was wrong. The blue dragon hadn’t paid much mind to his wings at first, whirling and flapping after his target with reckless abandon, flames breaking forth from his jaws whenever opportunity favored. The art of flight was coming much more easily to him these days, which made sky-battles like this far less one-sided, and a lot more fun. But as Dream once again whipped around to slap at one of George’s wingtips with his own, the appendage suddenly felt as though it had been struck by lightning, white-hot agony surging through his whole body for a moment.

“Dream—!” he shrieked, faltering in mid-air, before managing to even out into a glide, but that didn’t stop his wings from hurting.

“What?!” the green beast called back, circling back around to steady his flight alongside George.

“My wings,” he whined, “they hurt…”

“You should take a break, then,” Dream replied matter-of-factly, “give your wings some time to rest. Why don’t you head back to where we left Sapnap?”

The blue dragon nodded, eyes skimming over the range before managing to spot the ledge where they’d left the human. He started to bank towards it, only to realize that the other beast was veering off.

“Where are you off to?” he questioned.

“I’ll be right back, gotta check something,” was the only explanation he got, before Dream gave another powerful flap of his wings to speed away, soaring toward the direction of Aureus.

As he slowly came in to land, he saw Sapnap perk up, quickly standing to move out of George’s way. At least the human had that much common sense. Pain flashed through his body once again as he gave a couple quick wingbeats to slow his return to the ground. Soreness pulsed through them as he finally landed, tucking them back up against his sides.

“George!” Sapnap exclaimed loudly. “Where’s Dream think he’s going?”

“He said he had to check something,” the dragon replied, rolling his shoulders in what was almost a shrug. At that, he settled down into a sitting position, deciding not to transform back right away. In the distance, he could barely make out the winged form of Dream, now a dark speck that could easily be mistaken for a bird.

In the midst of his staring, he was startled to feel something land on one of his paws.

“Wha—Sapnap!” he yowled, glaring down at the human that had jumped onto his right paw, lying splayed across the back of it and giggling like a madman.

George sat up slightly, raising his left hand and moving it closer. He’d been about to pry Sapnap off of his other paw, but he couldn’t help but pause with uncertainty at the sight of his dark gray claws. His hands were so much larger in this form. If he wasn’t careful enough, if his grip was too loose or too tight, if he just happened to twitch wrong—

He’d apparently hesitated for too long, since he soon found the human pouncing on his raised paw, grabbing ahold of the topmost finger and leaving his legs dangling.

“Cut it out,” Geroge hissed, lowering the paw closer to the ground so Sapnap could properly stand, “you’ll hurt yourself.”

“Make me!” the human retorted challengingly, whirling about to wrap his arms around the beast’s thumb, pushing against the ground with his feet as he tugged at the scaled digit.

George blinked, stunned. Was Sapnap actually trying to wrestle with his hand? He’d seen the human play-fighting like this with Dream in his dragon form before, but George had never even considered doing the same. It was far too risky, and he hadn’t had nearly as much practice at being so careful as the other beast had.

“C’mon, fight me!” Sapnap bellowed insistently, twisting his whole body as he grappled George’s thumb. It was then that the dragon realized the position that the dark-haired man had put himself in, and he felt the faintest spark of boldness surge up within him.

He promptly tipped his paw over on top of Sapnap, effortlessly pinning him.

“Ay!” the human yelped indignantly, though he was still laughing under his breath as he squirmed under the scaled palm.

George snorted in amusement as Sapnap shoved fruitlessly against the paw holding him down, grunting with the effort. He wasn’t getting very far though – the hand was just too heavy to move, even if it wasn’t exerting enough force to do more than hold him down. At last, he slumped defeatedly against the ground.

“Geoooorge,” he wailed, “lemme uuuuuup!”

“Hah, no,” the blue beast chuckled, before glancing back towards the last place he’d seen Dream, scanning the distant sky in search of where he’d gone.

The next thing he knew, he felt a firm pinch against the side of his pointer finger, and he reeled his paw back with a loud shriek.

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Chapter 21 - Trapped Together

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[Word Count: 2620]

[Content Warnings: SOFT/SAFE VORE, Mild Fear]

[Once more, the following chapter contains VORE – feel free to skim, skip, or block the tags ‘tw vore’ and/or ‘extreme cuddling’ if this makes you uncomfortable!]

With a flickering lantern in one hand, Dream had led the other two down the dark staircase and into the connected cave. Everyone was utterly exhausted after the prolonged game that Dream had sprung on them, especially George, who had not had the hour or so to rest that the slayer had, and was already feeling phantom pains in his currently nonexistent wings and tail. At least they’d all taken the time to eat dinner before Dream got his ‘reward’.

At the base of the stone staircase, the man in green rushed several paces ahead of the other two, setting the lantern down in the center of the cave before shifting back into his dragon form. He carefully turned around on the spot, settling down and letting his legs stretch out to the side.

“Hang on,” Sapnap murmured, reaching up to untie his headband and toss it aside, also tugging off the tunic he wore with orange and yellow scales sewn into it. He was left wearing his dark trousers and long-sleeved undershirt.

“You should take off those glasses, George,” the green beast added, “and probably your amulet, too.”

The other Dragonshifter tensed a bit, but regardless obeyed, pulling his tinted glasses off of his face and removing his fire amulet, setting them alongside where Sapnap had left his own possessions.

“Alright, who first?” Dream asked, glancing between them both. George visibly shrank back, whether he meant to or not. That settled that. “Sapnap?”

The human rolled his eyes, stepping towards the dragon. It wasn’t until Dream was about to open his mouth that Sapnap suddenly jumped and landed on top of the green beast’s snout, pinning his jaws shut.

“H-Hey!” the dragon huffed, having to lift his head a bit to be able to talk – and the dark-haired man was still holding on.

“Ooohohoh, you thought!” Sapnap goaded, grinning like an idiot and kicking his dangling legs without a care in the world.

Dream let out a playful growl, angling his snout downwards and shaking his head slightly to break the human’s grip.

As soon as he’d let go to plop back onto the cave floor, the beast was swiping a paw down towards him, which Sapnap dodged without much effort. The second swing came much faster, lightly bowling the human over.

Sapnap yelped, rolling to the side to avoid the clawed hand that came down where he’d just been, and he hurriedly staggered to his feet to face the dragon.

The beast’s jaws closed over him before he’d had time to react.

As quickly as it had happened, it was still an incredibly careful and calculated move on Dream’s part, if the tongue resting between the bottom teeth and Sapnap’s legs was any indicator. In any case, he found himself pressed gently to the roof of the mouth as the world around him tilted, gravity shifting to slide him entirely into the dragon’s maw.

He struggled halfheartedly against the tongue as it proceeded to slather him in drool, answered only by a deep thrumming note that rattled his bones. The human chuckled a bit under his breath, allowing himself to relax into the soft, cradling warmth. All the while, he was carefully lapped and prodded at with nothing but necessity and care.

As the rippling movements began to slow, he knew exactly what was coming, and he promptly stretched out and went limp. There was no need for any further communication – the two of them had done this often enough that it was basically second nature.

The tongue squeezed against him as everything turned sideways, and he was swiftly swallowed up with ease and sealed away from the rest of the world.

George was at first relieved that Sapnap had gone first, wanting to savor his last few breaths of fresh, cool air before he was inevitably shoved into a cramped, sweltering, and terribly muggy space, probably for the rest of the night. Though he couldn’t fully suppress his horror at seeing the faint bulge traveling down the dragon’s throat.

Even with the knowledge that it was safe, it was still rather disturbing to watch.

“C’mon, George,” Dream called softly, his verdant eyes gleaming in the light from the lantern, “your turn.”

The other Dragonshifter stiffened as he approached the green beast, his golden-brown eyes were lowered towards the floor as he attempted to hide how scared he was. The dragon bent his head down, letting out a gentle rumble in an effort to reassure his friend.

“How do you wanna do this?” he asked. George looked up, surprised. Dream went on after a pause, “I could let you climb in on your own, or I could put you in, myself.”

“I think… I think I’ll crawl in,” the other Dragonshifter managed to choke out. The beast offered him a concerned look, but nevertheless rested his chin against the stone floor, stretching his jaws wide.

He’d had to shove down the wave of instinctual terror the moment he spotted the massive, glistening fangs, resisting every part of his being that was telling him to run as far and as fast as he could. For several seconds, he couldn’t even move, paralyzed with indecision and dread – it was a wonder he didn’t pass out.

But at last, as the dragon patiently continued to hold still, George made up his mind and approached warily.

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I posted 5,313 times in 2022

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when the party's over// calum hood oneshot

a/n: this came about from a lot of euphoria watching and listening to billie eilish nonstop. I loved writing this. (could be a two parter....)

word count: 4.8k

warnings: mentions of smut, drug use (smoking weed), drinking alcohol, partying, emotional angst and maybe a smidge of depression.

Masterlist

I also listened to these songs while writing so if you'd like to as well, it will make the story come more to life:

Edge of midnight (remix)--Miley Cyrus

When I R.I.P--Labrinth

Loved you a Little--The Maine, Taking Back Sunday and Charlotte Sands

When the Party's Over--Billie Eilish (you could listen to this throughout as it's the main essence)

I hope you enjoy! I'd love your feedback

***

It always starts with a quick glance.

As if their eyes have a magnetic pull forcing them to search and irrevocably find each other through the mass of the crowd. His dark meeting her light, or vice versa depending on the situation, usually his gaze holds a darker shadow.

She senses him before she even looks up and sometimes she tries to ignore it. Ignore that pull, ignore his hooded gaze and lust filled eyes that swallow her whole. As always, she’s not that strong and gives in.

When their eyes meet he holds her gaze without blinking, a staring contest of who will break first. Calum always breaks because his eyes will travel down her outfit then slowly blink his way back to her eyes. It always makes her smile and that’s why he always loses on purpose.

They’ve done this dance many times before, her role as mouse while he’s the cat watching her keep her wide berth from him. His eyes are calculated as she bounces from person to person, taking drink after drink and shot after shot. With each drink she shifts closer and closer to him which is his preference because he can keep a better eye on her. And an eye on those around her.

He’s on high alert if someone’s hands drift lower than necessary and he always makes sure she’s the one handling her cup. Their tight knit group of friends know about their dance that always leads behind a locked bedroom door.

She also knows how jealous he gets.

So when she looks his way and sees him chewing away at his bottom lip, the butterflies in her stomach twist their wings. Knowing what pushes his buttons, she draped herself over the person closest to her, her nose touching their cheek as she conversed with them over the bass of the music.

She makes sure to laugh extra loud so Calum will hear. One of her friends shakes her head, it’s working.

y/n continues on with her charade until her favorite song comes on–she absolutely has to dance to it whenever it plays. She leaves the person she was draped over moving to the area being used as the makeshift dance floor, plucking up another shot on her short journey.

She starts to move with the rocking guitar riff as Miley Cyrus’ Edge of Midnight fills the space. Her arms are above her head as she starts to let loose, allowing the music to move her body in a circle, her eyes closed as she sings along. Before it even gets to the chorus, a pair of warm, strong arms wrap around her with long fingers spreading on the midriff of her back.

“You’re pushing it,” Calum murmurs.

She smiles slowly, the movement of her dancing and the alcohol she’s consumed are taking effect. “I am?” she asks breathlessly, opening her eyes. His face is exactly where she thought it’d be, extremely close.

“You know you are,” he moves his body with hers tilting his head to the side.

Before he could kiss her, she pulls away from him and sings along with Miley, “I was born to run, I don’t belong to anyone, oh no, I don’t need to be loved by you.”

He grabs her again singing and dancing letting loose, her laugh and singing voice exuberant. She dances around him trailing her finger over the back of his shoulder, Calum rolls his head around watching her before she’s pressed to his body once more.

“See my lips on her mouth, everybody’s talking now, baby.”

Staring into each other’s eyes with a smirk on Calum’s face, it doesn’t take long until they’re kissing and time stops.

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161 notes - Posted May 8, 2022

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Birthday Blues // c.h oneshot

Haven't written a birthday piece in a while and this idea sprung up out of nowhere. Happy Birthday to our favorite bassist from 5sos💙

Word count: 2.8k

Warnings: fluff, written in 'you' format but as female reader

Enjoy!

***

Calum isn’t very big on being the center of attention, which sounds backwards considering he’s on center stage for a living. At least he’s to the right, off-center, but still, he shares the stage with his best friends he’s proud to call brothers. So, he’s not the center of attention, except he is all the time, and he doesn’t know particularly why.

So, whenever his birthday rolls around–funny how it’s every year–he wants it to be low key. Always. A small get together at his house or a nice outing to a restaurant he enjoys going to. No theatrics, nothing crazy, no one jumping out of a cake (Ashton ignored that when he turned twenty-one), just a night spent with the people he loves.

The one time he did want to be the center of attention was when he met you and you would just not give him the time of day. It was at a house party for new clients of Crystal’s so they could all mingle and rub elbows with agents and other talent managers.

He’s heard and seen your name floating around his orbit for awhile; you were a part of breaking the stigma on one body type on runways and magazines. You posted body positivity and self-love on your Instagram/blog. Sometimes he’d see a tiktok of you on his for you page and it wasn’t until the fifth time he finally followed you and went down the endless tiktok abyss until 3 a.m.

Then he followed your Instagram and found your Twitter where you’d post your thoughts or song lyrics that were stuck in your head. Each tweet received a ton of activity and he shamelessly turned on your post notifications.

It’s like you were made for the spotlight and he was equally impressed and envious of how well you handled it all. He’s been in the industry for ten years and you’ve been in it for ten months and you’re way better at being the center of attention than he is.

When he’d heard you were attending the party he was excited to meet you and talk with you, maybe get some helpful tips on how to like being the center of attention. According to Crystal, a lot of reps wanted to represent you because you could be the next Big Thing.

Calum lingered through the party, always having a drink in hand as a comfort thing but also to give him liquid courage when he would finally be introduced to you. Throughout the party he heard your name but didn’t see you in sight until he was coming in from the garage to head into the bathroom.

Like a total cliche, he bumped into you but in the most awkward way possible. You were wearing a lace top and a small loop in your sleeve got caught on the button of his shirtsleeve that was rolled to his elbow.

“Oh my God I’m so sorry!” you exclaimed and tried to pull yourself free from his button. “Help!”

“It’s fine, don’t worry,” Calum smiled and tried to untangle you but your friend had nimble fingers and you were free. “You’re–”

“I’m so sorry!” you rushed out and exited into the garage just as more people flooded in.

Completely forgetting about the bathroom, Calum went back into the garage and tried to find you. He downed the rest of his drink and took two shots from a server walking by and searched for you. To his advantage, you were speaking with Ashton near the wet bar and Calum made a beeline for you.

“Cal! Have you met y/n yet?” Ashton announced, clapping Calum on the back.

“Sort of, we got snagged in the doorway,” Calum smiled at you and you blinked at him a few times as if trying to remember. How could you forget? It happened less than two minutes ago.

“Oh! Yeah, hi,” you smiled and Calum’s heart fluttered. “Sorry about that.”

“No worries. It’s really great to meet you.”

“You too, I’m a big fan of your music.”

“Really?” his heart fluttered even more. You knew who he was?

“Yeah, I really love–”

“y/n, Karina Tolousse is looking for you!” your friend said, appearing at your side.

“Oh, right. I’m sorry guys, I have to meet with her. It was so nice meeting you both,” you said earnestly and with one last apologetic frown, you were gone again.

This happened two more times you and Calum had an encounter with one another.

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#2

I’m a simple girl.

But I see an older handsome man and I go bananas

263 notes - Posted November 17, 2022

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tour baby//poly!cashton oneshot

a/n: trying to get in the swing of writing threesomes, it’s a lot of work lol😅

Word count: 5.3k

Warnings: angst, sexual content, female receiving oral, slight dominance (very slight), use of safe word, unprotected sex in an established relationship, brief choking (consensual), subspace.

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Feedback is always welcome and enjoy!

***

She knew it was coming, there’s no stopping it but she didn’t think it would be hitting her this hard. The new tour seemed so far away when Ash and Cal started sharing the ideas with her after having to postpone it so many times. They wanted to make it their best tour ever, their most memorable. She’d sit and listen in admiration, loving how their faces lit up with each passing second.

They wouldn’t tell her too much though, because they wanted her to be surprised when she came to visit them and she was perfectly fine with that.

The talk of production started four months before it was supposed to start. She overheard a lot of meetings with Luke and Michael about changing the name. No Shame was supposed to be in 2020, but two years passed and they’ve all been shifting into a new era, a new sound, a different vibe.

Three months until it started was about setting up a timeline to release songs, set up interviews, do photoshoots for promo, film a music video. Run through the fifth album again.

Two months before they would be on the road again was full of rehearsals, more interviews, more run throughs.

One month before was for finalizing venues, hotel stays, flight plans, and the building excitement to be onstage again.

She loved every minute of it and she loved being a part of it. Ashton and Calum loved including her with their plans but amidst all the excitement a small part of her was starting to feel the sadness of being separated. She buried it down though because this is their whole life and she doesn’t want to derail it with her emotions.

Two weeks before Ashton and Calum were supposed to jet off to Dublin her emotions took a turn. It probably didn’t help that it was also her time of the month. She started to become distant and stayed in bed more.

“Are you sick?” Ashton asked when he entered their room after another day of rehearsal. The tv was on and she was burrowed into their blankets and pillows like a nest. He could just see her eyes above the duvet and the slight shake of her head to answer his question.

“She’s still in bed?” Calum asked, standing next to Ashton’s shoulder.

“Yeah.”

“What’s going on, baby?” Calum moves around Ashton to kneel on the floor so he can lean on the bed, his head near hers. He rubs the top of her head offering her forehead soft kisses.

“Nothing. I’m okay.”

Her voice is monotonous, eyes blank as she stares at the screen. Calum glanced back to Ashton whose lips were pursed as he observed her behavior. Then he pulled out his phone and opened an app.

“Oh…” Ashton sighs and slips onto the bed, his curly hair covering the tv screen so y/n is forced to look at him. “Do you need your heating pad and some chocolate?”

“That’s why you’re watching this movie…” Calum catches on.

She starts to cry, her eyes squeeze shut and she turns her face into the pillow. Ashton and Calum are quick to react by wrapping their arms around her. She can’t tell them she’s upset by them leaving her so soon now; now that they’re being so affectionate and attentive to her monthly dues.

“It’s okay baby, we’ll take care of you,” Calum murmurs in her ear, tickling her skin.

She lets them and she feels guilty about it but she needs to soak it up now. So she enjoys when they spend the next few days sleeping in, eating her comfort foods, watching her favorite movies and going for a walk for fresh air per Ashton’s request.

It’s a week before the first show and she’s still sullen. To avoid talking about it, she took a shower right as Ashton turned the kettle on for their nightly ritual of ‘tea time before bedtime.’ Calum sat at the kitchen counter scrolling through his phone. They’re conversing quietly when y/n enters the kitchen.

“Do you want your mint green tea or lavender tonight, angel?” Ashton asks her. He smiles at her apparel of choice, one of his holey t-shirts and a pair of Calum’s socks.

“Neither.”

“What? Why?”

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281 notes - Posted April 12, 2022

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[glimmervoi]

Hey, i hope you're doing alright. that fact that people got that mad at you for your dress post is insane!! i really enjoy seeing your fic on tumblr again, i was here for the original version too and i really enjoyed it!! in the end it's your decision whether you wanna stay or not and i wont guilt you either way, but i hope you continue to post on here <33 behind the spoiled and entitled readers are other readers who really enjoy your stuff

I opened tumblr yesterday thinking that i was going to see some feedback about my fic or maybe some notes on the gowns cause i had soooo many messages, and it all was just hate comments lmao.

its so crazy, i cant believe that people have nothing going on in their lives THAT BAD that they made time to get upset about that and send me dumb ass messages.

i love seeing interactions from other blogs on tumblr usually which is why i came back to the platform, but holy shit i was not expecting such an awful reaction when i made it clear so many times that what i was posting was already finished, i was just posting the new version of it - it makes me wonder about the people who sent me those messages - if they lack that much reading comprehension, then do they even fully understand what is going on in the actual fic??

I wish they weren't too scared to come off of anon so I could actually message them and see where tf their head is at rn because what in the fresh hell -

[sebsxphia]

bday anon here ! or you can call me sun :) any way, i just wanted to drop by and check in on you! how are you? i hope you’re doing really well, and if not, i hope you feel much better. i also wanted to say that i love how you answer all your asks and the thots, my god .. the thots, are so incredible, i love it! your writing really awakens something in me (in a really good way, i promise), and i will gladly continue to read your blog like it’s the morning paper. sending lots of love to you!! 🫶🏽

bday anon!! sun!!!! a pleasure to meet you my dear!! <33

you are so, so sweet oh my gosh!! thank you so much for dropping by my dear and for your wonderfully kind and supportive words!! i’m doing okay thank you, could always be doing better. how are you? i hope you’re doing really well yourself, and of course if not, i hope you feel better soon!! <33

i’m just so pleased to hear you enjoy them all so much and you read it like the morning paper omg 🥹🥹 it warms my heart tenfold!!

as i always say, i wouldn’t be able to indulge in these incredible thots without the continual support and asks i get. i’m so grateful for each and every one of you and constantly in awe!! i get so many thots which have also awoken something in me too!!

i’m sending you so much love and i hope you have a wonderful day!! mwah!! 💌🫶🏼💖