#kc oneshot

[f0ur-zombyz]

꙰ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭'𝘴 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 (Ronin 'Good' End Oneshot)

You did what had to be done, didn't you? *+:｡.｡　☆　｡.｡:+**+:｡.｡　☆　｡.｡:+**+:｡.｡　☆　｡.｡:+*

Ronin made me do it.

It was such an easy escape. Ronin made me do it. It wasn’t a lie, was it? In the moment, you could feel transparent hands guide yours to Ronin’s. The hands helped yours grip around the knife. Phantom whispers danced in your head, pushing you forward. 

‘Stab me, darling. It would be so easy, so quick. It’s not like I’m the Devil, after all.’ 

Your hands trembled as you responded to the hell-bent Angel.

Ronin made me do it.

The Butcher smiled at you through crazed laughs when you had fallen for his spell. Your first kiss as lovers was poison. It tasted of metal, love, death and decay. When you love the rot, it eventually infects you. 

‘Consider this a courtesy. I’m going to kill you.’

The harsh pink text floated in your vision as your thoughts drifted. She was going to kill you, sending you to join the rot. The distinct pop of white pulled you back to your screen. An exclamation point next to a name that could not be active; goreboy, the recently deceased. Your hands shook as you scrolled through the messages. The decay started to root as you conversed with the remnant left behind. A remnant left to torment you after you had fallen for the rot‘s allure. 

You are predictable, after all. 

As hours floated out of your mind, the thoughts of Ronin didn’t. The pressure of hands would be felt on your shoulders, the whispering voice of teasing comfort flowing into your mind. You played along perfectly, Darling. He had said it himself to you and Angel. You were to be his ‘Make-A-Murderer’. His work of art, his muse. He had given you everything you ever wanted and he would be getting his reward. With everything given, something must be taken.

Ronin gave you his time, his attention. He gave you a muse, a perfect protagonist, a lover. Now it was his turn. He had been given his perfect little serial killer, a lover, and now he was going to claim what was left. 

At least, that’s what the decay desired. In the corner of your eye, in the reflection of your mirrors, he was always there. Angel never came, and soon, you never left. Your single-home became the home of two; the decay and the rot. He was always with you cooing from the dark corners of your mind; watching and whispering from the shadows. Your bed became your safe space, curling into a safe cocoon. He wouldn’t bother you here in the warmth of safety. 

Unfortunately, no fortress lasts forever. Eventually, small cracks form that can be exploited. His false weight on the bed shifted the cocoon, destroying the safety. His hands crept up to your face, bringing your attention to the apparition in your bed. 

I gave you everything you could ever want. Now, we can have that forever. Aren’t you happy, Darling? 

Ronin leaned forward, cold lips placing themselves against your own. The final kiss of a couple should be filled with sadness of departure and nostalgia. This wasn’t the end, it would be a new beginning. In this, the rot of the first kiss had strengthened. Venom and suffocating love consumed your senses. He hadn’t lied to you. You had gotten everything you wanted. Love, a great story, and now, you’d have a fantastical ending. However, there was one thing he had lied about. 

He truly was,

The Devil.

~ a one shot by f0ur-zombyz

[keyleth-clay]

Critical Role Moodboards: Arlo Black

[tavernlords]

Like Old Times, Your Majesty (A King's Choice Kerwin x Neu!Reader Oneshot) || Angst/Comfort

"Your Majesty... What are you doing...? It's pitch black out here."

"Kerwin-!" In the darkness, all you can see is a silhouette of a tall man with a dim candle in the distance. It's hard to make out, but you know it's him. You could never mistake that velvety voice.

As he walks up, he plops down beside you on the grass with a soft grunt and sighs. He takes in the fresh midnight air and the gentle breeze. You stare at him as he rearranges himself into a comfy position and snuffs out his candle before putting it on the grass. While he is outstretched and enjoying the night, you are tiny with legs tucked and face squished to your knees. You wonder how he does it. How he seems to become one with the world as he lays. You wish you could do that.

He takes a deep breath. "So, what's on your mind? You don't usually stay out this late." You turn away from him, a heavy guilt in your chest for forgetting to change your demeanor. You don't want him to see you like this. You have to stay strong for him. After all, with the death of his father, he must be going through a lot. You can't burden him with the weight of the ever-growing boulder on your back. He must be sick of it as it is. "Nothing... just uhm..." But the crack in your throat gives you away. You pretend it didn't happen. "Talbot..." He knows you're lying he knows you're lying he knows you're lying. "He dropped a vase."

"Oh, yea. I heard that. It got me up, too..." He pauses for a second. "Did that startle you?" You nod, tears in your eyes threatening to let loose. He puts a hand on your back in an attempt to console you. It works a little too well, and you feel yourself sob a little without your consent; his presence is like a warm hearth to you right now. Just him being there with you makes you feel a little more protected. You hate being alone. You're afraid someone might attack you if you are. It's a heavy burden to bare, but you'd never admit that.

The thin veneer of stoicism blows away in the wind, and you hear your sobs get louder and louder. You hug your knees firmly, planting your face into the crevice between your thighs, and let go. You know if you looked at him right now, you'd instantly crumble. But it seems that you aren't doing a very good job at keeping yourself from doing so. It's simply all too much.

He quickly pushes toward you to hold you in his arms. As time goes forward and your sobbing turns into frantic gasps of air, he hugs you tighter. There was always something different about Kerwin hugs. They were like the coziness of your blanket when you first wake up every morning, the fuzzy feeling of a beer after 5 longs years of fighting a relentless war, or the laughs you had as a kid when you had no idea the world was so cruel. They made you feel innocent and light. Like you were just a commoner with no kingdom to rule and only a home to take care of.

After a good, long moment, when you can finally feel yourself breathe again, you let go and apologize. You tell him you really don't mean to burden him and that it's okay if he thinks you're a weak ruler now. You didn't mean to make him feel sorry for you. He just hugs you again. But then he light pushes you away from him, and grabs your shoulders.

"Y/N. You're not a ruler to me. You're so much more than that!" He looks down, empathy heavy in his heart. "I know it's hard for you... but you don't have to put up that act around me. We've known each other for, what, 10, 15 years now? I'll always be here for you. I never plan on leaving." Then he gently gazes into your eyes, worry coating his face like fresh waves darkening light sand. You feel your heart racing, and your eyes well up again. He takes notice, discreetly looking down and then peering up again, this time with a kinder and lighter expression. Softening his grip, he traces his hands down your arms to hold your hands. You know his skin is scarred and calloused from countless battles, but they feel soft to you. He makes sure you feel that softness.

You manage a faint smile in response and a tiny grief-stricken chuckle. He smiles a little more at this, happy to make you happy at least for a second. You stay like this for a nice minute. The air clears with time.

"It isn't just Talbot, is it?" You look away again. "No..." You murmur.

"Do you want to talk about it?" His voice is low and unintrusive.

You pause, breathe in, and try your hardest not to cry again.

"Its just... I'm scared." You look up at him, lips quivering. "I'm scared I'm going to..." Your body chokes on a sob, and you try to recuperate, "lose everyone. I'm scared that, in the end, it's just gonna be me in my giant castle with my guards and servants and I'll just..." Sniffling, you squeeze a tear down your cheek "...Be alone. I'm afraid I'll be walking with you down the path to a nearby kingdom and you'll just- you get stabbed or shot or anything! I couldn't-"

Kerwin clenches your hands, and fold his fingers into yours. Letting your heart settle before continuing, you utter "I couldn't live with myself if I ever let that happen, knowing it could. I don't think... I could ever live without you by my side. Or Greg. Or Talbot. Or Lance. Or-" You curl into him as you can no longer help yourself from bawling. To know he's here and alive gives you so much comfort. You never want this to end. You never want to stop feeling his unbuttoned nightgown against the side of your face or his hands cupping your back. You wish he was immortal. If somehow, by your power as a lord, you could make him invincible. But you can't.

Planting his face in your hair, Kerwin whispers something to you. "Hey... do you remember..." He's holding you entirely in his arms and supporting you with his chest. Almost like he's shrouding you in light or draping a sheet over you. "That time we were outside the city walls, in that great big field near Agatha's wheat farm?" "Hm?"

"I was 11. You were 12. The world was so big and all we wanted to do was to explore it. But then, I got lost in those huge stocks of wheat. You were calling out my name, wondering where I was. I laughed and laughed and laughed while you tried to find me." You giggle at the memory. "...Then you heard this growling from out of nowhere! You panicked and started running trying to find me while I was still laughing. And suddenly - I got bit by something hard! When you finally found me, I was wailing like a baby."

He laughs a little, a burning in his heart with fondness of the past.

"You took me back to your castle, and Allie fixed me right up! I was good as new, but you were still worried. You made me pinky promise you that wherever I go, you had to be with me no matter what."

You smile, now a little tired from all the energy you spent crying. You feel safe in his embrace. "I remember it like yesterday." You let out a tiny chuckle. You can never forget the face he made as you picked him up and forced him onto a piggyback ride. You wish it was summer as kids again. The golden spray of light that peeked behind sheaves of yellow grass. The beautiful pink glow of Kerwin's hair under the sun. The story calmed you down. Your breathing is at steady pace again.

"Well, I never forgot it... Y/N, I trust that whatever comes you'll always have my back. At the same time, I'll always have yours. Things will happen as they happen, and we can never truly prepare for the future. I'm constantly afraid I'm going to lose you. But i wake up the next morning, and you're still there. You're alive and breathing, and still that strong and beautiful lord I've always known." You snuggle in closer to his chest and feel his heartbeat. It's unusually fast, but you take comfort in it. You moan lightly, at ease, sleepy and secure. His heartbeat rises.

He pauses for a long time, and you feel his body get warmer. It's serene and cozy. Just as you're about to fall asleep, he says "Uh... Actually... Y/N... I've been meaning to tell you something for...." He laughs to take off his own tension "about millennia now..." You moan again sleepily, as a confirmation for him to go on with what he wants to tell you. "Do you think... You'd want to stay like this? I mean- Ah, what I'm trying to say is- I think I might..." He takes a breath. "Want to be with you. For ever. Or as long as possible, if that's okay?"

That wakes you up, and you gasp, bumping the top of your head on his chin and nose as you launch up in surprise. He yelps. As you feel adrenaline rush through your veins, your cup your mouth in shock for what you'd done. Kerwin covers his nose and winches in pain. "Oh, my god, Kerwin! I'm so sorry!" He laughs and smiles, "Haha, no! It's fine, really. Augh..."

With tears in his eyes, he looks up at you through strawberry hair, hovering his hands above slightly bloody nostrils. You grab his face and squish it into yours, absorbing all his pain and tasting the metal from his nosebleed. It definitely it's not the most sanctimonious kiss in the world, but goddamn it, it's yours. It's finally yours. In between gasps for air, you chuckle in relief. Finally.

Kerwin sobs for a brief second between kisses and stops, holding you forehead to forehead. Droplets hit your legs, and when you open your eyes you see him crying. "Kerwin-"

"I'm-" He takes a breath "I'm okay, Your Majesty, I just-" He sniffles "I've been waiting so long for this..." He lets out a relieved giggle.

You kiss him again.

[morningstargirl666]

hie!! obsessed with your fic and while (patiently) waiting for updates, i have THE biggest craving for fics with the same vibes as your fic & The Wolf by yokan. for instance, fics with caroline in NOLA with lots of mikaelson family dynamics and just her being around them or being considered as a part of their family. i'm lowkey a sucker for found-family kinda tropes if its not obvious lol.

i haven't read alot of kc fics yet so honestly just hit me with any fic!! popular or underrated everything works since i'm technically very new in the fandom! :D

thankyou for the recs in advance!!

Thanks so much! Specifically NOLA fics:

Blood and a Quick Murder (and isn't that how it always is) by KS_Caster

After a magical accident turns Caroline into a human, she discovers that her values don't match up with her friends' like she thought they did. She discovers that some choices are permanent - and some aren't. Oneshot - complete.

Whisper To Help Me Remeber by LaLainaJ

Put down by Tristan Klaus waits. And plans. Once awakened he's thrilled to set out and get revenge. A wrinkle forms when he hears news of Caroline, and is told that she's been working for his enemies. Klaus is determined to find out why, and soon learns that something is not quite right with her. He'll fix it, whatever it takes. Uses TO characters but ignores most TO canon.

Like The Sun Shines by LaLainaJ

"Klaus finds himself blinking down at his phone for an embarrassingly long length of time while he filters his brother's usual nonsense and the pertinent information sinks into his brain. Caroline is in New Orleans." It's an average Wednesday in NOLA until it isn't.

Fallen by klarolineepiclove

Caroline Forbes was a woman with a secret. Running from a shattered past, she settles in New Orleans, determined to disappear in the crowds and chaos. When her path continually crosses with the Mikaelson family, her plans go awry. When she finds herself drawn to the charasmatic Klaus, she begins to wonder: How far can you run before the past catches up with you? AU/AH Klaroline

Break Your Promise by Fearfrost

"What can I do?" He breathed. He knew in that moment listening to her fall apart hundreds of miles away he'd do anything she asked. "Break your promise."

Wicked Schemes by willowaus

Old family secrets lead Caroline on a journey of self-discovery and into the dark underbelly of New Orleans as Klaus works to reclaim his kingdom and rebuild the family he's slowly destroyed over the centuries. A TVD/The Originals crossover.

Someone's First Choice by unpublishednovelist

How many times can Tyler put their relationship on hold, ignoring her calls and hiding in the mountains of Appalachia, before Caroline finally snaps? He's pushing her away. Who could blame her for being pushed to something else? Someone else --- A rewrite of the TVD S5E1 scene where Tyler leaves Caroline yet another stupid message about how she's not the most important thing in his life.

throw roses into the abyss by marxandangels

Throw roses into the abyss and say: Here is my thanks to the monster who didn’t succeed in swallowing me alive. Caroline goes to see Klaus in New Orleans after her mom's death, humanity free. That choice changes her life from the foundations, every single brick of it --- I think that the whole humanity switch thing is the dumbest plot device in TVD, but also the most interesting. What is humanity, really? What are the edges of it? What would it /actually/ mean to be able to turn that on and off?

Not NOLA, but the Mikaelson family dynamics are off the charts:

not for him a watery grave by MyLadyElise

He's saved her life, more than once. Doesn't she owe him the same? An alliance, a rescue, a race against time. A possibility. Hope. AU after Season 3: Before Sunset.

Persistence of Memory by perfectpro

Caroline comes to New Orleans, nervous to see Klaus after their last argument. As it turns out, she doesn't need to worry about him being angry. He doesn't remember the argument. After all, how can he when he doesn't even remember who she is?

a vampire, a brother, and a pack of wolves walk into a bar by banazie

In which Kol angers a pack of wolves with moonlight rings, his girls’ night out with Caroline is ruined, and Klaus feels particularly dagger-y.

where the heart moves stones by darkness_shows_the_stars

Caroline’s planned college experience in New York, so far away from her magic-infested hometown, keeps getting interruped because the Originals have apparently decided that her dorm room is free game. Getting away from supernatural drama was so much easier in theory.

the fate makes for a lousy poet by darknes_shows_the_stars

It is not unheard of. Soulmates born too far apart to ever meet. Caroline did her research thoroughly. It’s just rare. And for all that she’d known her entire life that her fated other half was dead long, long before she was even a gleam in her mother’s eye … it’s unfair. --- Everyone is born with a soulmate. It just so happens that a millennium divides Caroline from hers.

There's tons more. Search through my fic rec tag in my tumblr archive if you want more fic recs, or browse my AO3 bookmarks, I've answered a few asks like this one ✨

[tsbs-shipfessions]

I love Solar x Sun and Solar flare x Sun so much Will fully admit to reading every single Solar x Sun fic and oneshot. Their dynamic is so yummy. I haven't seen it written really but I really like it when Solar teases Sun and gets under his skin and Sun just 180 retaliates. He teases and fights back. It's just so fun when othe sides of Solar and Sun get to come out and play. I also like the ones where Solar pines so hard for Sun and he's all "im too guilty to date Sun cause I killed my Sun" it's so angsty and spicy all at the same time. I have only found one Solar flare x Sun fic and it was the most scrumptious thing ever but it was actually Eclipse x Sun x Solar flare (still amazing 10/10 writing). I wish we got to see more of Solar flare but there's something so interesting about the series militant body guard type dude falling for the sweet anxious little nanny guy. it's such a cute little trope. I'm also not over the toxic yaoi that is Eclipse x Sun. I like it when they fight, when they get nasty, when they call each other names. Anything with them goes in my mind. They could build each other up or break each other down. I'd be here for both.

KC x Sun is also a guilty pleasure. I haven't seen it yet but it'd be really funny if someone wrote something where KC and Sun act like the parents for Bloodmoon, Lunar, and Eclipse. I just haven't seen that done yet (maybe I'm looking in the wrong spot)

Anything involving Sun really and I'm down bad for it.

What's your favorite Sun ship? Could you go into detail what you enjoy about it? Any good recommendations?

Eh? My favorite??? Huh. Don't really have one, sorry. Not something I usually think about.

((...But I as the mod have favorites, lol. I'd say for Sun; Solarsun and Suneclipse are my favorites. Solarsun can be cute and angsty, and Suneclipse scratches my enemies to lovers itch. Still don't have many good recommendations though, sorry. I've been slacking when it comes to reading fanfiction </3))

[valkresdarkside]

Ok more blade breeding au oneshot bc my new project won't let me draw lewds for a while (fuck animation istg) tw: rape, mindbreak

Blade gritted his teeth as the aphrodisiac started taking effect on his body. The pain on his rotor and landing gear slowly became numb, and his rear started getting wet in heat.

The Owner smirked as he explored Blade's shivering frame with his tentacles, causing Blade to bit his lower lip to hold back his moans. His valve cover was being teased, rubbed by the wet, slimy tentacles. His panels opened up involuntarily to the assault, revealing his soaked folds.

"H-haa..." Blade moaned as some smaller tentacles crept their way into his valve. It felt...weird. The tentacles effortlessly explored his walls, finding the sensitive nodes and tugged on them. His mind screamed, telling him to escape, but the lack of rotor blades and landing gears gave him no choice but to stay in his spot, letting the tentacles turn him into a shivering and moaning mess.

Then he cried out, eyes shot open, as a thick tentacle rammed its way into his folds without any warning.

"Hm, hm, this is perfect," the Owner hummed as he drove closer to observe Blade's rear. "Now let's see if you can handle more than this."

Blade screamed as more of the thick tentacles forced their ways into him. He had never felt so vulnerable. He couldn't even squirm nor roll away an inch. Verbal responses and his shaking body were the only things he could manage as the tentacles laid claim on his body.

"S-stop thiiiis...." he begged. The tentacles had spread his insides wider than what he thought was possible. The aphrodisiac actually worked and turned the pain into pleasure, and Blade got scared by the thought. He wasn't an object! He wasn't supposed to feel this way! But his body disobeyed him as his moans got higher in pitch, climax getting closer.

He didn't even realize that the Owner had already parked himself in front of him, smirking mischievously. He stopped as Blade was about to reach his peak and withdrew his tentacles, making the helo whine to the sudden emptiness in his tunnels.

"Raven," the Owner called to the tanker, "now's the time for your reward."

The KC-767 smirked and rolled closer. He parked himself right above Blade, towering the much smaller helo.

Blade heard the sounds of panels clicking and shifting. No, no, no, please don't, he begged silently as he felt a huge shaft's tip pressing against his valve, rubbing it with precum.

The Owner chuckled seeing Blade's pleading stare. No more angry stare, no more growls nor threats. Just a helpless helo that had already learned his place, and soon would be turned into a breeding stock.

"I want his tank's cover destroyed."

"Consider it done, my liege," the tanker smirked, positioning himself.

"No, no, no, please don't, it won't fi—mmmf!" Blade's pleads were silenced by a tentacle shoving itself into his mouth, pumping a huge amount of aphrodisiac into his throat. Blade gagged on the tentacle as Raven started pushing his shaft into his swollen valve, making his eye roll back from the pain-turned-pleasure.

Raven didn't take his time to let Blade adjust. He straight up plowed his member into the poor helo's depth, spreading it wide and cracked his outer panels. The tentacles kept Blade in his spot, preventing his body from getting stuck to, nor getting dragged by the huge spike.

Blade could only whimper with the tentacles in his throat, gagged sounds released themselves from his throat. He felt full. He felt impaled.

"I wanted to make your first products to look as similar to you as possible, but..." the Owner pulled the tentacle out of Blade's mouth, "seeing how you'd endure a huge Boeing's baby would be fun to see."

Blade's eyes shut themselves from both the pleasure and fear. He was scared of what other atrocious stuff they'd do to him, what they were turning himself into, and the fact that he was starting to enjoy the rough intercourses.

Raven was pounding his secondary tank's lid mercilessly, turning Blade into a moaning mess below his fuselage.

"S-slow dooownnnn.... Haa... I-I'm gonna break...." Blade pleaded, the pleasure was too much for him.

"That's the point, slut," Raven growled. "I'm gonna break your mind and body. Breeding stocks don't get to think nor speak, after all~"

Raven slammed his shaft, causing Blade's tank to break, letting the huge member break into his secondary tank.

Blade screamed. Even with the aphrodisiac, it hurt. But it hurt so good. He got overwhelmed by the mixture of pain and pleasure as he hit orgasm, exploding from both his shaft and valve. His eyes rolled back as Raven kept pounding into him even as he cummed, triggering every single sensitive nodes. It was all too much. Too much.

Then he stopped thinking and let himself be overtaken by pleasure.

Raven hit his climax not long after that, filling Blade's secondary tank with his seed, causing the helo's fuselage to bulge from the huge amount of semen. The tanker pulled its shaft out, causing his cum to flow out of Blade's swollen valve.

The Owner used a tentacle to plug his valve with a magnetic dildo, preventing more semen from dripping out. It'd be a waste, and he needed this helo pregnant.

He smirked at Blade's empty gaze, eyelids half open, his face had no signs of resistance left. They had successfully broken the fire chief's mind, turning him into a perfect breeding stock with nothing but sexual pleasure in his mind.

"Connect him to the machines. I want the product to be delivered within a month."

"Yes, sir!" Several forklifts and tugs saluted before they lifted Blade's spent body onto a trailer and took him away.

[tsams-simps-and-co-corner]

Hello!!

This blog exists because I’m bored and thought this would be fun. Besides, someone had to do it eventually. But yeah this is a SAMS/LAES x/& Reader blog.

I’m not doing oneshots or fics, just imagines and HCs. All readers will gender neutral unless you request a specific gender (not ABGB please). You must specify where in the timeline you want this to take place. 5 characters is max per requests

I WILL WRITE

Angst

Heavy angst

Fluff

Platonic and Romantic x readers (found family and biological family is fine! But so are readers who are just friends with them)

Queer readers

AUs (like the fanmade ones)

I WON’T WRITE

Smut/nsfw

Kink/fetish

Minor x Adult /MAP/p*do

Anything political

Self Harm and eating disorders

Anti-religious stuff

Homophobic or transphobic stuff

Pregnancy

Characters I will write romantic stuff for

☀️Sun🐈‍⬛

💥Ekleipsis🌑 (OG Eclipse)

🩸Harvest🌙 (OG Bloodmoon)

🌑KC🕷

🧠Creator🤖

🌞Solar Flare🗡

🌟Lord Eclipse💥

📚Servant Sun☀️

🔧Solar🔥

🌎Earth🌿

💫Lunar⚡️ (Post-Death)

🔥Sunburn☀️ (Dark Sun)

🎭Tragedy🩸 (“Infected/Jigsaw” Ruin)

🎭Comedy🕹 (“Cured” Ruin)

🌗Ruin🎭 (with no act)

🔪Reaper🩸 (Clone Bloodmoon)

🪓Entropy🩸 (Clone Bloodmoon again but alone)

🌙Mono☀️ (Clone Eclipse)

♊️Castor✨

✨Pollux♊️

🌟Gemini✨

Platonic ONLY characters

🌙Old Moon🌕

🌙New Moon🌑

💫Lunar (Pre-Death)🧸

🎃Jack🔪

🦌Dazzle👁‍🗨

[o-i-w-u]

An ask, you can info dump about any, and all your AUs has appeared.

holy shit look how convenient this ask is wowie omg amazing what a coincidence /silly

anyway i'm gonna use this as a summary post for my au's cus' i can :3

LONG-ISH TEXT UNDERCUT :D

[UNAMED?] Thought and faith

the first au i ever made, not necessarily based off a particular idea, more like a ton of loose ideas i mashed together, its hard to summarize but i can try!

Bloodmoon, or thought is a weapon made by Eclipse to be used as a weapon, he was kept in a cell and left there for a solid few years being left powered on and , until he was found by lunar, or faith. faith started to hang out around thought and they grew attached to eachother, eventually letting him out of his cell. [then a tonnnn of other stuff happens but i don't wanna make this too long lol!]

[UNAMED] mer AU

the second ever au i made, still a hugeee wip!

uhhh funny fish??? they don't have a fully flushed out story yet unfortunately.

[UNAMED] lord bloodmoon AU

one of my more recently made AUs! this one was inspired by this ask

Bloodmoon gets sent to an alternate dimension where the star still exists, and he manages to get his hands on it, he makes his own castle, puts the world into a permanent lunar eclipse, and kills the majority of the animatronics aside from mel and nore (AKA sun and eclipse), which bloodmoon makes into his servants.

this au got a oneshot made of it! go check it out!!!

[UNAMED] lord kc AU

aka the funny bird au /j

my most recent au! inspired by this ask

killcode owns the star and lives in a castle with his three adoptive kids (crimson/bloodmoon, thorns/eclipse, star(s)/lunar), he's working her way through emotions while keeping trying to keep "the star children" (castor and pollux) away from his kids.

[UNAMED] dca docters AU

(not sams realted!!)

instead of running the daycare, sun and moon were made to calm down kids and make hospitals less scary, though that quickly changed when they got the afton virus.

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other's fanart!

[goddess-of-bubblegum]

To all my moots, What character from pjo, hoo, toa, kc, mcaga should I write the next oneshot about? (You can choose the plot too!) [I'm already making a leo x reader]

@demigod-jack-hearth

@bast-the-best26

@reyna4ever

[taffitoast]

Hello! I am TaffiToast!

Ref of my Sona

WOOO AU Directory!

This is a directory of my work and AUs!

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(Feel free to ask me questions about any of these below, or ask any of the characters something :]. That includes Hypno Ruin, Sun, Moon. KillCode Sun, moon, KCS, Dreamrealm Info, Dreams Curse Dream, Nightmare, SAMSWarAU Taffi, gaurdians Curse characters (all star sanses and bad guys))

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#HypnoRuinSAMSAU

#KillCodeSunAU

#SAMSwarau

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╭﹒✮﹒﹕Hypno Ruin AU is derived off if Ruin was Actually full on evil and hypnotic. Using Sun as leverage against Moon for his plans.

﹕・︱KillCode Sun is a "What If" AU, involving Sun gaining a killer code side of him.

╰﹒✮﹒﹕SAMSwarAU is a multi-animator AU that involves many people. Me included, it is an AU based of Eclipse winning and erasing the world with the Star. Lord Eclipse AU where the SaMS animators were kidnapped and brainwashed.

︶꒷꒥꒷·.‧₊【FNAF】₊‧.·꒷︶

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#FNAFDRAWseries

#TaffisFnafFanart

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╭﹒✮﹒﹕Fnaf draw series is me taking every animatronic I'm asked to draw and literally drawing them in a phone wallpaper size canvas

╰﹒✮﹒﹕My Fnaf Fanart is me doing any other type of fnaf art.

︶꒷꒥꒷·.‧₊【OC/AU】₊‧.·꒷︶

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#DreamRealmOCAU

#TaffisOCFanart

#TaffisOCart

#TaffiAskbox

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╭﹒✮﹒﹕DreamRealm AU is a comic I've started, Most info can be found in my YouTube or Discord Server :]. Short disc: Bunch of people made me versions of their OCs to be a part of a comic story I am making

﹕・︱OC Fanart: I basically draw people's OCs for fun (mostly from discord)

╰﹒✮﹒﹕OC art is where I just draw my Own OCs. Pretty simple ngl.

︶꒷꒥꒷·.‧₊【Undertale】₊‧.·꒷︶

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#DreamCurseDTAU

#GaurdianCurseDTAU

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╭﹒✮﹒﹕Dreams Curse AU is based off a Dream, it's kinda silly ngl. It is on Archive. Dream has a dragonic Curse lol.

╰﹒✮﹒﹕Gaurdian Curse AU: The dreamtale twins have Blaster forms, ones they don't typically show the others. Until a bad fight erupts between the Star Sanses and Nightmares Gang. Causes the truth to be revealed. Also on Archive.

︶꒷꒥꒷·.‧₊【Archive/Written works】₊‧.·꒷︶

All located on Archive of Our Own

Dream Curse AU (above)

Undertale AU Oneshots (Random Short Stories)

The Deadly Games (Undertale AUs stuck in a game where they try not to kill each other

Gaurdians Curses (above)

Swaps Double Life (Underswap Sans has two lives, one that the Star Sanses are unaware of. Would they hate him if they found out?)

︶꒷꒥꒷·.‧₊【Socials】₊‧.·꒷︶

Youtube (TaffiToast)

Artfight (TaffiToast)

My Discord Server

Featured Friends Youtube (LittleBlueMoon)

[lookwhatyoudidithasanxiety]

Christmas Morning

//Just a quick oneshot of everyone giving their Secret Santa's their gifts! I know it's kind of rushed, but I hope it's still decent ^^' I'm so, so sorry for how long it took me to get this written and posted! Life has been a beast, but I'm glad I managed to get something done. I'll open the askbox now, but I'm going to be putting certain characters back on hold again. But don't despair! Maybe some of them will come back... I'll also try to get a synopsis written some time in the next couple days and posted so everyone is on the same page again//

"Alright, everyone! It's time for Secret Santa!" Sun smiled despite the exhausted look in his eyes. He'd been up cleaning and arranging the daycare all night so they'd have a real tree to put their gifts under. Sure, they were going to take them right back out and unwrap them, but this had to be perfect! And what sort of Christmas would it be without presents underneath a tree?

Lunar was, once again, practically vibrating in his seat. "Presents! Presents! Presents!" Scratch that, he was bouncing in his chair and shaking his hands with excitement.

Solar smiled tiredly beside him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, it's present time. Just take it easy for a minute." He chucked.

"Good luck with that." Moon playfully pulled Lunar's hat down to cover his eyes. "Someone's been waiting for this all month."

"Hey!" Lunar giggled.

"Can we just get this over with? I wanna go home." Eclipse frowned from where he was sitting beside Kill Code.

"We will take our time. This is, after all, a family gathering."

"Family gathering my abs." He grumbled and huffed, "Just a stupid thing I had to come to..."

"Presents! Presents! Presents!" Bloody was shaking his hands alongside Lunar. Harvest laughed and wrapped his arms around him, "Brother, we have to be patient." "But presents!"

"Yes, it's time!" Sun laughed and grabbed a present from underneath the tree. "Now, due to certain people's...requests, we've decided to leave the 'from' anonymous in case someone doesn't want others to know who got them something."

Everyone tried not to look over at Eclipse, but he growled and shrunk back against the couch.

"First up is....Solar!" Sun picked up a gift bag and passed a gift bag over to him.

"Wow...You know, I keep telling you guys, you didn't have to do anything for me-"

"Nope! But we did! Now go on, open it!" Sun's smile was wide as he sat nearby, pulling out a camera to start recording.

Solar carefully opened the bag and pulled out some tissue paper, his eyes widening. "Oh, a blanket"

Sun can't help himself and laughs, "Yep, and there are gloves at the bottom of the bag! I tried to stitch one of those protective symbols onto the backs of the gloves and in the corners of the blanket, but it didn't really come out the best..."

"They're perfect. I love 'em." Solar smiled and laid the blanket over his lap. "Thank you."

"Me! Me next!" Solar chuckled and grabbed a present to pass to Lunar.

"Whoah, it's heavy!" He shredded through the paper as though it was nothing, then gasped, "Is this the entire Land Before Time collection?!"

"Hm, looks like it...How'd anyone even find all of them on DVD? Weird...."

"Moon! Here's yours!"

Moon pulled the paper away on his present. "Huh. It's a...lavender bath set?"

"You need to chill." Solar chuckled and leaned back on the couch. "No offense dude, but I think some lavender would do you some good. And I included a necklace in there. I know you don't really do jewelry, but hematite is supposed to be good for grounding."

"Huh, thanks. I'll give it a shot." He pulled the necklace over his head and grabbed another present. "KC?"

"T͢h͜ank ͠y͟où." A few careful snips of his claws and the paper fell away to reveal- "F͏ơa͝m p̴iec̸es͜?͟ And́...glovęs͞?͜"

"Father, there is a note."

'For your claws. And when you have to hold someone when they're small weak. Don't ask who this is from. It doesn't matter.'

"A͡h, ̴t͞h͘is i̶s ̧ver͠y kind͏.̀ ͜T̕ha̵nk ͘y͜ou.̵" Kill Code stuck his claws into the crude cardboard box and stuck the foam pieces on the tips of his claws. "Onl̛y o̷ne w͞a̡y̡ ̸t͘o̧ t̀es̨t͞ t̵h҉i̢s.͘ Come."

Bloody laughed and jumped into his arms. "Mine! My turn!"

Kill Code handed him his gift with a soft chuckle.

Bloody's eyes widened as he pulled out a pocket knife. "Ohhh shiny!"

"Wh- Who gave him a knife???" Sun squeaked and looked around the room.

"What? I thought he'd like it! And it even has a pretty red handle." Lunar pouted on the couch.

Sun cleared his throat. "Oh, L-Lunar, it isn't that. It's a great gift! I just-"

"Love it! Shiny and red!" He giggled and held the knife up to Kill Code's face. "Look! Look! Shiny and clean, red and gleams!"

"Y͏es̶, it ͞cér͟ta̡i̡nly͢ d̛oes͟. ͏But͏ ̵we͜ ̛m̢u̴şt̡ ͟s͢a͡ve̷ it ̴fo̸r s̨pecial ҉occa̵s͠ío͏ns͠.̢ ͘W̢hy ̸d̕o͏n̷'͠t͜ ͞you ͘p҉u͝t͏ it ̵s̕ómewhe̵r̴e͘ ͏saf́e̛ ̕u͜n̸til ͡we̡ ca̴n ͞u͠s͠e̴ ͡it ̶l̵ate͠r̸? I ͢wìl͞l s͞hów̛ ̕yoú how ̛to ́p͏rópe͡rl͡y̢ ͏us͝e͝ i͟t ánd͢ tąke̢ ca̡re ̡of̡ it."

Moon gave him a thankful glance before he handed Harvest his present.

"Thank you, Big Small One." "Why do you still call me that?" "Habit. And it's fun." He snickered.

His head tilted in confusion when he opened his gift. "A watch?"

"It̨ ͜n̕o͜t ̀o̸n͡l̴y̴ ͡tel͡l͢s̵ t̛ime. ̶Ít̕ ̶ąls҉o read̀s ̴yo͞ur̵ he͢árt͘ rate, ͜bl͠o̶ód͢ pre̵ssure̷, ͜bl̢ood sug̴ar͡, ̴a̶n̢d̵ ̀all ́sor̀ts̸ o̡f͜ ͘v̕ital͝ signs.͟ ̢I̸t҉ a̴ls͏o ̸t͡r̕ac͜k҉s҉ w͞hen t̸h́e̴ l͜ast t̢i̶me yoư ate ̷w͞as ͢s̶o̸ ̵t҉h͢a͏t y̶où ́don'͜t ͜f̷org̨et̨.̧"̡ ҉

He lightly taps Harvest's forehead with one of his protected claws. "͜I̷t i͏sn̷'̶t ͢m҉e͞a͜nt to͠ ҉m̕a͡ke ͞yo͞u ͝fe̢el ́g̨uilt̴y,͝ ͜son̕.͏ ̢It's me̛a̕n̨t tó ͏help̀ ͜yòu b̨ęcome ̨the͏ b̶e̵st̀ ́v̷e҉rsiòn ͢of̀ ͘y͝o͟ur͏s̸e͝ļf͝ t́h͠at͝ yo͝u ͜c̸an̶ ͝be."

Harvest nodded and put the watch on, staring down at it and not looking up at the other. "Thank you..." He whispered.

Kill Code nodded and pulled him under his arm. "Y̸o̶u̸ ͘are m͠ór̡e͘ ͟than w̸el͜cóme̸." Harvest nodded and turned to rest his face against his chest.

"I think it's my turn!" Sun pulled out a present and tried to take his time, but everyone could see his eagerness as he neatly tore through the wrapping.

"Oh! It's beautiful!" He held up an embroidery hoop with a floral design stitched in. "Are these daffodils and sunflowers? Those are my favorites!"

"I- I wasn't sure what to make you. So I thought that I would try to make something that you could hang."

"You embroidered this yourself? It's beautiful! You'll have to teach me! And I'd love to teach you how to knit."

"That would be great." Harvest smiled and wiped a tear from his eye.

All eyes turned to Eclipse, who glared and shrunk back. "What?!"

Kill Code held out a small, flat present to him. "I̡t͢ i̧s ͟yo͠u̧r tųr̀n,̧ ̷śo̶n."

Eclipse froze momentarily. "What? You all actually felt pity for me? I don't need that."

"Just shut up and open the present. Someone put a lot of time and effort into it." Moon rolled his eyes.

Eclipse grumbled and tore open the present, a clumsily-folded paper fluttered out and landed on his lap. When he unfolded it and held it up, he froze.

"It's...a picture?"

"Bad Sun Man is still family, even when he's bad." Bloody rolled off of Kill Code's lap and padded over to Eclipse on all fours. "Does....does he like it?" He timidly rested his head on Eclipse's knee.

Eclipse didn't say anything for a long moment, just staring at the crude drawing. "...It isn't bad."

Bloody's tail swung behind him and he giggled as he nuzzled his face against his knee. "Likes it!"

"Gah, get off me! I don't need you drooling on me, mutt!"

Bloody stopped and went back to resting his chin on his knee, still smiling. "Likes it. Family."

Eclispe was silent. "...Whatever." He poked Bloody's forehead. "Just...don't get any ideas. I'm not soft! I still hate you all!"

"Mhm...." Moon shook his head.

"So! How was that?" Sun cleared his throat as he tried to bring everyone's attention away from the awkward situation.

"That was fun! Can we watch a movie now?"

"Anyone against that?"

"Elf!" "Home Alone!" "What about Christmas Story?" "What about all of them?" "We can't watch all of them!" "Sure we can, just gotta pace ourselves." "I'll get the snacks!" "Lunar, not all-" "Snacks! Skittles!"

Eclipse watched as everyone around him seemed to all meld together and get along, as though they'd known each other all their lives.

What was he doing here? Why did he show up, just to sit here awkwardly while everyone wen about their happy lives?

"Ec͘l͟ipse͟?"

He glared up at Kill Code. "What?"

"Wou̕l͟d̀ ҉y͜ou̶ li̴ke an͟y̴ ̛ḩot ch̕oco̷l҉a̵t̸é with your͠ ̵popc̵or͢n?͡ ̷Óŗ w͢oưl͜d̨ y͝ou rather͜ ̀h̢av͞ȩ ҉e͡gg̢no̕g͢? M̧o̸o͘n ̷w̢ants̵ ̨t͞o ͏ma̛k̀e s̀ure͞ ͡e͠v͢e͏ry͡o̷ǹe ͘get͘s̕ ̢s͜o̵me̕thinģ."

"...Why are you doing this?"

"D͜oing̶ w҉h̨a̕t̀?̷"

"All of this. I...I came here, almost uninvited, and everyone hates me so much. And then you're sitting here acting like I didn't do anything, and that mutt is trying to give me a drawing, if you could even call it that! I just don't understand! Hate me!"

The taller animatronic smiled and shook his head. "Ǹo̶.̷ I̵ ́w͡il̴l ̛n͜ot. And̢ ҉I͜ d̕o ͏nơt͘. ̶A҉nd I͜ ̧k͟n͜oẁ ͏t͏ha͡t̢ ̸yo̧u do ́not́ re̸a̶lly̶ f̀ee͡l th͝at͏ w̧a̛y àb͞o҉u̕t͝ t̶h͡e p͠ict̨u̡r͡e, a̕n̸d th͝at͞ ̡is̕ alr̕įght̴.͠ Ýo̸u̢ ̀are̶ a̡llowe̡d t̛o͏ ͞h͘ave ̡co͏nfli͡c̷t̢ing͞ ͘em̢oti͏ơns̨ a͜n̵d t̷o͟ ̶feel̶ a͢l͡o̧n͜ȩ. B̕ut ҉yo͡u͟ ͏a͠r̕e ͏n͝ot͝ ͞alo̶n̢e. A̷n͜d ̀I̸ ҉do ̡n͞o͟t ̵h͢at͞e̢ you.͠ ̴The ̧ơthérs̕ ̛wo̶ul̷d not ̢h͘a͢ve a̵llowęd͜ yo͘u͏ ̨t͢o̢ c͠o̸me̕ if ̨they b͡e̵li̷e̛v͢ed͜ ̨t̡h̨ąt҉ y̷ou̷ ҉were͞...҉e͝ntir͝èl͞y̛ ̵h̴a̢te̸d͜."

"Hah. 'Entirely', huh? So they still do?"

Kill Code sighed and shook his head. "Ec̶l͢i̸ps̵e. ͜Ál̸l̷ow͜ ̸us ͘to sho̧w͏ ̀you͝ ͝s̨o͜m͘e ̴m͡o̶di̢c̷ùm̵ of͝ ͡ca͏re.͟ ̛I k͢n҉ơw ̴y̡our ̶p͡ai͏n͜,̨ a̶nd ̴I̡ ͘se͏e yòuŕ h̀u̕ŕt.̛ ́Foŗ o҉n͡ę d̨a҉y, on͡e ̡m͜oment, ͜al͝low ̡me ̕tǫ h́old ̵ýo҉u an͢d ̵so͟o̷th҉e ̨som̛e of̵ ̧th͝e͘ ̛p͏àìn ҉t̀hat you͏ ̢f͢éęl͡.̕ Y̶o̕u ͡ar̶e n̵o͝t alon̶é, ͞n͡o͟ ̕ḿa͜tter ̴how ̸muc͡h̛ y͞o̵u҉ tr̕y ̢t̨o̸ sep̵arate̸ ͝yo̧urse̡l̸f ̢f̛ŗo̴m̕ yo̡ur͞ ҉pást͞."

He didn't say anything. He just glared down at the drawing that he held in shaking hands, his vision blurring just slightly as wetness gathered at the corners of his eyes.

"....Eggnog."

"H̕m?"

"I want eggnog, ok? God."

".̵..̵Tḩank̡ ̡y͡ou,̢ ̸E͘cĺip̧se."

"Whatever. Let's get this over with so you'll leave me alone."

Kill Code just smiled and picked him up again, holding him in one arm as he settled back into the chair he'd been in before. "Mo͟o͏n͜. He ̢wan̵ts̀ eg̕g͘n̷o̷g.͠"

"Thanks!"

Eclipse watched as everyone around him just seemed to all know how to be with each other. They all spoke so easily. For once, he didn't know what to say or do.

But being held like this, he couldn't help but feel himself relax some. He had no idea what to do, he had no idea what he was to them all.

But for one moment. For one day. He was one of them.

And he loved hated that.

[ribbonsssence]

hii ! ── .✦

I am sophia and I'm just here to write my interests hahaaa, I'm in other fandoms but the fandom I will be writing for at the moment is Killer Chat!! I'm a vivid Angel fan too so I may prioritize her over than the others haha

My requests are open however I'm often busy so there's no guaranteed time whether I will write your request,,

p.s. I have an ao3, some of my fanfics there won't be posted here

masterlist ; kc

Ronin, the Butcher

Angel, the Heartsick Angel

﹒devouring heartstrings ; oneshot

Misaki, the Assassin

V, the Vigilante

Side Cast

[keyleth-clay]

Critical Role Moodboards: August "Auggie" James

[tavernlords]

Silk (A King’s Choice Lance x Fem!Reader Oneshot)

“No, no! Not like that! Like THIS!”

My old man yanks his sword upward with a swift and hearty grunt. 

TINNGGGGGggggg....

The sound of my ornate steel shortsword hits a stone pillar and reverberates off the great castle’s arena walls, and my arm goes flailing. I topple off my feet, hitting the hard ground as it sharply shoves the air out of my lungs. 

“LORD!” My voice is harsh and shoots across the empty room. My back!  I groan painfully, I thought I had that counter down already!

“Woah! Careful there, Greg! I wouldn’t want you to be responsible for my one good eye!”

Still grimacing in pain, my eyes launch up to a voice coming from the entrance of the arena. It’s soothing and deep. It almost takes the bloody pain away. Almost.

“And Your Highness... That is no language for a queen.” 

The handsome and staunch man leans over me, hands behind his back, with an upside down, small, and nearly smug smirk. I stick out my tongue very un-queenlike and squeeze my eyes shut.

He chuckles lightly and offers a soft hand to lift me up. His skin feels like fine Persian cat fur in it’s gentility. I begin to wonder what it’d be like to flaunt elegant nails instead of nubs. To wield quills instead of daggers. A soft chest without dozens of scars.

He looks up as Greg greets him. I stumble onto him as I struggle to get up, but he supports me.

“Lance! Finally took time off of your duties, I see?” Greg firmly puts his hands on his hips. Lance huffs, “No, actually, I’m here on duty, sir. I would like to request Your Highness. I need to discuss a document I’ve recently received regarding current silk trade policies.” Greg sighs expectantly, flopping his arms back down to it’s stationary position, “Of course you are...”

Really?! I wince to myself I thought we handled silk trade policies already! That was so time-consuming and boring. I almost got the technique down, too!

“Greg, is that really okay? You’ve been trying to get time in with me for weeks, and I think if I train a little more I’ll get it.”

He sighs. “Duty calls. There is always more time, My Lord. I best be off.”

Metal hinges whine as the great wooden gate Lance entered through now shuts. The locks echo deeply throughout the palace as they click into place like a puzzle.

I look up at Lance, and I find myself still using him for support. He notices this before I even have the time to process it and asks: “How is your back?”

“Fi-” My mind whips back to my injury with a piercing jolt. “AGHH!!” My eyes begin watering; my heart bounces around my ribcage. The adrenaline rush wears off.

Suddenly, I’m lifted off the ground and hurried to be sat nearby a stone pillar. I feel my stomach like a chrysalis ready to bloom, but I dismiss the feeling as anxiety. I didn’t know Lance could pick me up so easily... And he said he sits at his desk all day!

“Your Highness! Please, be easy on yourself. You’ve been much too hard on yourself these days.” His expression is twisted uncomfortably in concern. My spine aches against his thighs where he laid me, so I groan. Placing my head there instead, he brushes my hair back so it’s away from my eyes.

I smile, sighing comfortably at this position and moving stiffly to readjust. My face is turned towards his stomach, my hands are clasped and lightly rested on his abs, and my spine is pointed away from him. I close my eyes for a moment to take everything in.

My warm, sweaty skin. My lively, pulsating heart. My senses full of Lance’s fragrance, a touch of vanilla and rosemary. My exhaustion from tireless training sessions with Greg... Everything feels right and calming.

“Hey...” My voice is light and quiet. He softly caresses my face so we make eye contact. “You can quit it with the ‘Your Highness’ now. You can call me by my name, Lance.”

“I think ‘Your Highness’ is just fine.” His eyelashes reflect the light of the sun going down in the arena’s windows. “Why would I want to change it?”

“Well... Can you at least try it?”

He grins gently. “Of course, My Lord.”

His grin gets bigger and sloppier, and after a few second of silence, he laughs to himself.

“What?! What’s so funny?! You don’t like my name or something?” My giggling covers up any kind of seriousness I was trying to fake as I playfully bop him with my fists.

“No- hahaha! I just- I’ve never said it to you before, Your-” He clears his throat to seem more professional and put together. “Y/N...”

My smile spreads like a wildfire. I attempt at a nice, hearty laugh but nothing comes out. All I can feel is my face heating up and my chest exploding like cargo ships.

His soft hand is still resting on my cheek. We linger there and the world felt like it was waiting for us. The sun didn’t set; the hourglass remained empty.

And then, I remembered.

“Weren’t you... here for the...” Slowly, he lifted the back of my head, my hair flowing like waterfalls and pooling on his trousers. I couldn’t stop staring at his lips, expectant, waiting. I didn’t know why. He was my advisor. Until now, it’s just been... professional. But maybe... Yea... I could get behind this...

I reach for him as if I’m trying to grab the moon from the sky. My fingers entangle his silken hair that danced in the golden hour. I pull for him anxiously. 

Lance’s lips are graceful and pillowy like a snow cloud. As if they’ve never been touched or tainted. As if only kind words have been spoken. As if he has never tasted his own or another’s blood. Oh, to have his lips... How wonderful it is to share it with him this once, however long it might last...

Once we stop, I can barely believe what’s happening. But I’m happy and warm. Who cares about our current silk trade policies... I’ve got my silk right here.

[elysiaheaven]

Kc fans!

I was busyyy so I wasn't able to release a halloween special for Kc my 10k oneshot was not saved. RIP TO IT im really stressed out but on point to make up for it I'll do two polls for it! I just need a reader to plan it with teehee-

KC

Jokes aside dw, it's not just the Devil, others too! I just want a reader to base it off it's easier.

Angel, Misaki, V, will have it too.

[sugoi-writes]

H-Heck, yall are so sweet!!! Thank you for all the recent love on my posts (especially the HCs and Laundry Day gdhdhsjsjdj 💗💗💗)

Ive gotten 3 requests the last few days, and wanted to see if anyone else was interested in which I might push out first? They all kinda came at the same time so I'm having a hard time deciding! Throwing in some wild card options too, so let me know what you think.

Ask box is currently open! So if you guys have any questions or requests, lemme know! 💗 Thanks! -KC/Sugoi

(Side note: I'm not like-- the BEST with angst but if I get requests for it, I can DEF give it a shot! I've been trying to push myself)