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Dean Winchester NSFW Alphabet

We made sammy one, we gotta make dean one! This was also requested by an anonymous user! Enjoy!

Rating: MINORS DNI!! 18++

Warnings: Its NSFW thats a warning enough;)

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A= Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Dean is definitely a cuddler, He is always holding you and making sure you are okay. You come first in his mind.

B= Body part (Their favorite body part on themselves and their partners.)

Dean's favorite part of his own body is his smile. He knows he could get what he wants in seconds with one flash of it. On his partner he loves their thighs and mostly when they are around his face ;)

C=Cum (What does he do with it. I AM disgusting)

Dean loves when he sees his cum all over you. Your face, your stomach, but he loves it when it drips out of you.

D=Dirty talk (How much do they dirty talk?)

This Man's mouth is DIRTY, he could get you on your knees in no time.

E=Experience (how experienced are they?)

Dean is definitely experienced to say the least, so rest assured he knows what he is doing.

F=Favorite position (goes without saying)

Cowgirl- Dean is a SUCKER for this position. He loves when you take him how you want him, plus a face full of tits? Yes please.

Doggystyle- Dean loves looking at you taking him, pounding into you to show you who you belong to.

G=Goofy (how goofy or how serious they are in the moment?)

Dean can be goofy or serious. Depending how you both feel or the heat of the moment.

I=Intimacy (How are things during the moment, romantic aspect.)

Deans eyes never leave your body, his hands are on you at every moment.

J=Jack off

Dean gets off at least 4 times a week, his sex drive is high and when he isn’t around you he has to release that frustration. Maybe even calling you for some sexy phone sex ;)

K=Kinks

Dean loves to be dominant with you, but what a lot of people don’t know is that he loves to be dominated by you. He loves when you take control over him and take what you need.

He also has a knife kink… he doesn’t get why he does but just the thought of having it out against your skin or his skin… he loves it.

L=Location (where you guys would do the deed)

Dean would do it anywhere you would be game to do it at, but his favorite is in Baby the sweet 67’ Impala…. Mostly when you give him road head.

M=Motivation (what turns him on, or gets them going)

Dean loves seeing you in his flannels… plus eating pie, having whip cream all over your face? He is ready to pounce.

N=No (Something they wouldn’t do, or turns them off.)

ANYTHING that hurts your or puts you in harms way. You are his world, he won’t let that get hurt.

O=Oral (do they like giving, receiving, both?)

Dean LOVES giving you head, eating you out like a cherry pie. Your his fav flavor though.

Dean loves when you give him head, it relaxes him instantly.

P=Pace (Are they slow? Fast? Rough?)

Depends on Deans mood, he loves taking you rough and fast. But he loves being nice and slow.

Q=Quickie (Their opinion on it, how often would they have one)

Dean is always up for quickies, anytime you both need one he is up and ready.

R=Risk (Are they risky)

In deans line of work, risk is dangerous. But if your down…so is he.

S=Stamina (how long can you last? How many rounds?)

Sessions with a Dean are long, hot, and heavy. You can take 3 rounds but Dean… he can make you do as many rounds he wants.

T=Toys (Do you guys own toys? Do they use them?)

You guys explore with vibrators and sometimes restraints.

U=Unfair (How likely would they tease?)

You would be the one that would be a tease, Dean would definitely have his way with you later ;)

V=Volume (How loud are they)

Dean breathes heavy, low growls and grunts

X=X-ray (what’s going own down there)

Dean is beyond average…he is definitely bigger than most guys.

Y=Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

Deans sex drive is VERY high, you can’t deny that.

Z=ZZZ (how fast he would fall asleep)

Dean would wait till you were taking care of and asleep before even getting comfortable. You come first.

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SKZ MATE SERIES OF BOOKS

Summary: Here you will find a pack of wolves called Straykids who go through a series of hardships with their mated omega Y/N! It doesn't start in the best way but it may not end the way you want it to either.

Warnings

This fanfiction may include distressing themes so please read with caution. MDNI All rights belong to the author. I own the created characters and plots to make this fanfiction. The themes DO NOT REPRESENT the real people. It is a dark romance themed fanfic!

⚠️ Omegaverse, A/B/O, Marking, Biting, Mating, Blood play, Mentions of Assault, Mentions of Violence, Mentions of Torture, VERY SMUTTY, Misogyny, Anxiety, Depression, Angst, Fluff, M/M/F, Possessive SKZ, Cursing, Pet Names, Humiliation, Kinks, Gaslighting, Sexism, Dom/Sub dynamics, Threesome, Foreplay, Begging, and more⚠️

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Book 1: SKZ Mate

Summary: Going from one werewolf pack to another. There's no turning back now, not when you know what you left behind. A dangerous situation is now replaced with something less sinister. Can Y/N learn to trust another group of werewolves?

Book 2: SKZ Pack

Summary: Now that Ateez has been destroyed Chan and his pack have become closer than ever. The wolves have gotten stronger and have gotten more powerful since they have bonded with their omega, but there is something darker still left to emerge. An old problem has started to resurface and will all the wolves make it out alive this time.

Book 3: SKZ War

Summary: What happens when two little pups called Lucas and Moon accidentally summon something in the depths of the night. Can they stop it before it gets worse. Join the adventure of the little wolves who are getting into trouble with their fathers constantly.

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PRETTY LITTLE TRINKET

harpy shoko ieiri x f!reader

plot: while lost at sea, you find yourself saved by a monster yet unable to leave.

summary: as you recover, you find yourself bonding with a monster but her friends are cautious of your existence — a/n: this is yandere, so it will still feel unsettling at times.

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Chapter 2: Danger?

You stared at the bird-like, human-like hybrid that nestled before you with both caution and awe, battling between falling asleep and staying awake at the same time in a conflicting moment. Internally, your instincts begged for you to get away but your heart told you otherwise—claiming that this creature only wanted to help—to give in, to not fear the unknown.

As she woke up next to you, her attitude seemed almost… indifferent towards you, as if dissecting who you were, analysing your very being. It was ever so slightly unsettling, if you were honest but you tried hard to not let it bother you considering the bizarre circumstances otherwise.

Your eyes drifted around her form, taking in the coppery brown feathers that adorned her body with a sleek amber sheen; looking straight ahead into her deep, black eyes that you could have sworn absorbed all hope into exhausted nothingness and yet… there was a flicker of something just beyond what she let on.

Was it hope?

You couldn’t quite yet tell.

Slowly but surely over the last day or so, you worked with her to attempt to communicate that you couldn’t live the same way she could, only for her to share a common tongue with you. It was frustrating, but you had to wonder why she withheld such crucial information from you. There was otherwise the chattering from before, something akin to bird-like warbling and then there was an understanding, albeit with an outdated grasp of what you otherwise knew.

“Fire,” you repeated in an attempt to get her to understand, her initial response to the word was met with flinched retaliation, but as you continued to preach the requirement over and over, she warmed up to it. “I need… fire for warmth, to cook so that I can eat,” and just by looking at your leg, not knowing exactly what was going on beneath the bindings, you likely needed to cauterise the wound lest it got infected, too. You needed fire to do such a thing.

Tilting her head to the side, she then without warning leaned into your personal space with an intrigued sort of intensity. Her breath was warm against the cold air, generating a puff of steam as she spoke, “Fire… can’t happen,” she replied with a soft tone, tracing a path down your jaw with the back of her clawed finger, “you can get better with me.”

“But, but…” you piped up to argue, feeling ever stubborn, “I… humans,” you tried, pointing at yourself to convey understanding, “I need to cook my food and… and… I need warmth, I need to treat my wounds… I…”

Her eyes could only narrow as you listed off your demands for survival, seeming not quite annoyed but once again, perhaps a little apprehensive towards the admission of flames. She tried to help though, addressing one issue at a time, “Your wound?” she referenced first, lowering her hand and drumming a finger along the seaweed that wrapped around it. “It’s healing,” she stated as she unwound the makeshift gauze, revealing that it was looking quite better, almost impossibly so at the rate that had transpired, “it might feel… strange, because of the magic properties, so it tingles.”

You blinked, your brows knitting in slight confusion. “Magic…?” Were you dreaming, after all? Because otherwise, where exactly have you ended up where magic wasn’t just some make-believe concept found in stories?

She seemed to laugh a little at your surprise but nodded either way, her voice sounding assuring, “I can heal. It is my… ability. So you are safe with me.”

“O…kay,” you slowly replied, trying to accept the bizarre turn of events, the entire situation was already unreal, so you tried for now to accept the situation as it was laid out in front of you. “You’ll keep me healthy, right? But.. I still need warmth and the food issue…”

As you trailed off, she addressed the other point, aligning her body so that her form almost cuddled around you, enveloping you within her feathered form, her wings acting like plush blankets. You found yourself settling your back against her chest, finding that she provided a wealth of heat radiating from her being, surging an almost near-searing hotness that immediately stifled any goosebumps, that silenced any shivering.

“Oh…” you warily trailed off, “this… this is nice,” you admitted, settling into her body. In truth, you were still all sorts of terrified despite the comfort otherwise offered to you. You tended to run your mouth when you were nervous, never quite shutting up about what was happening around you, should an event be something you couldn’t understand nor feel safe in. It was a bad habit really, but you supposed that she didn’t see it as such, so this was already a pleasant change from what it was like back at home, where your inquisitive nature was often rather punished instead.

And instead of any conflicting response as you had so feared, this feathered creature didn’t once instruct nor snap at you to be quiet, nor even vaguely suggest it. Instead, she pulled you in tighter, allowing you to feel the full extent of the warmth she was capable of giving you. Although you couldn’t help but feel that there was something darker lurking beyond what she offered—at least when you caught fleeting glimpses of those eyes you couldn’t quite tear away from—no, there was something troubled deep down beyond what she let on, something… dangerous.

You tried your best to decipher the true meaning of what went on beyond that intensive stare but you couldn’t quite catch it. Instead, you just remained huddled tight against her, feeling as her fingers crept towards the seaweed, stroking delicate paths around the bindings until you felt something sharp. Her finger pushed a little too hard in, perhaps on accident, breaking through your tender skin. In response, you seethed out a whining gasp, jolting back in pained retaliation, at last snapping her out of the trance she seemed to be lost within.

“My apologies,” she replied in an almost blank tone before realising the extent of her damage, “I did not mean to…”

You furrowed your brows as you searched for a response, but before you could properly reply, she quickly parted away from you, covering you up in what made up her nest. Twigs, stray feathers, tufts of fur, and dried seaweed weaved over your body, planting her palms flat against your chest as a soft glow emitted from her own channeled healing energy. Slowly, you were lulled into what felt like a tired pull, something that anchored you toward an exhaustive state.

“Sleep,” she whispered, her voice like warm honey dripping smooth against your weary ears, “you will feel better again, and… I’ll be here when you wake up.”

Unable to fight the pull any longer, your eyes fluttered shut, feeling both in danger and yet comforted beyond your wildest comprehension at the same time.

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Shoko ensured that you were secure and concealed within her nest, perfectly camouflaged and warm before she took a step back. She raised her fingernail that she scratched you with to her face, locking onto the remnants of your blood, feeling a surge of guilt sweep through her body.

You were just a human so why did she prolong your visit?

Sighing, she lept up and fluttered her wings with heavy fluttering beats, cruising herself back to the home island that wasn’t too far from the cliff she resided on. Surely, there must have been something edible that grew within the lush greenery that made up the land. Fire wasn’t an option, so perhaps something else would have to work for now. She tried to remember what humans liked, what they seemed to eat in contrast to her raw diet, understanding that you couldn’t eat the same way that she did, as frustrating as it was.

Slowly, she collected what looked to be suitable vegetation, but then she heard the landing whooshing flutter of the only two other beings that occupied the isles, scrambling slightly to hide the foraged contents under a cluster of fern nearby, pushing it back with her feet.

The first one landed first; a silvery bird-like man just like her with a sapphire sheen that reflected through his otherwise frosted feathers, regarding her with those stark crystal blue eyes that she had always found just a little bit unsettling. The other one followed suit, landing with a little less grace than his friend; the rolling gusts of wind generated from such heavy waves that the contents were revealed either way. She watched as he landed to a halt, pushing himself up from his knee to reveal his deep raven form with brooding amethyst eyes that stared right back at her.

“What are you up to?” the contrasting man spoke first in her own language; a complex string of cooing and chirping and whistling alike, his intense blue eyes catching wind of the fruits that gathered near where she stood. “What’s that?” he corrected his question, his voice adopting a playful edge as his curiosity got the better of him.

“It’s…” Shoko began, wondering where to even start.

Before she could continue though, he plucked a fruit from the ground, taking a bite and allowing for his expression to sour at the taste the second he processed it. “Ah,” he coughed, spitting out the contents onto the ground, “you wouldn’t like these, Sho.”

“It’s… not for me, Satoru,” she admitted with an unsure sigh, feeling apprehensive about revealing her findings—about revealing the concept of you.

“Then who is it for?” the darker-feathered man asked, his voice slightly more calculated, maybe even accusing as though sceptical about the company she kept.

“Do you have a new friend, Sho?” Satoru exclaimed with a thrilling buzz in his tone, almost naively so.

“You know we’re the only ones,” the other one replied, silencing his friend’s excitement before turning his sights back to her, “don’t tell me that they’re a…”

“Don’t question it too much Suguru,” Shoko replied, keeping her tone measured. “What I do in my own space isn’t for you to worry about.”

He scoffed a little, eying up the fruits and back to the direction she resided in. “Those pesky things had a wreck a while ago, that ship that littered itself into the seas. Surely you didn’t…?”

“A human?” Satoru interjected, seeming both curious and cautious at the same time. “But they…”

“Destroy,” Suguru completed his sentence for him, “they destroy, Satoru,” he then turned his sights back to Shoko, watching as she contemplated her next actions, his tone coming off as a little accusatory, but in his mind, rightfully so. “You know what those… things are capable of, right Shoko? Do you remember what they did to our home? I just can’t bring myself to understand… why you are looking after one… of… those?”

“I don’t know,” she murmured, “I just feel like there’s something different about this one.”

“Well,” Suguru sighed, “I’ll trust you to be careful,” he said as he gathered the fruits from the ground and gave them back to her one by one, “as long as you promise to return them at some point. You and I both know that they can’t stay here forever. They don’t belong here, after all.”

With that note, he lifted himself off the ground and flew away while Satoru lingered around for a moment longer, his playful demeanour fading away into something more sentimental, something more serious. “You have the best judgment out of all of us, you know? Whatever your decision is, even if Suguru doesn’t like it, will be the correct one, right?”

“Right,” she nodded, watching as he flew away too, leaving her with conflicted emotions as the weight of their words continued to linger in the air, inviting an almost suppressing aura of doubt. However, she too, soon returned to where she was prior, reuniting with you.

She emptied her findings in front of you, letting the contents spill over your lap as you slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep away from your eyes. Shoko stifled a snort as she watched you find something you were familiar with, digging into it with deep-rooted hunger, finding that she quite enjoyed your reactions.

Humans were something of an anomaly to her, maybe even to Satoru. She understood why Suguru was cautious, especially after the incident, but there was something different about you. She was sure of it.

Maybe it was the odd mannerisms or the way you spoke and seemed to fret over every little thing, how you annoyedly plucked out branches and twigs that poked through your clothes, how… perfectly content you were to cosy up to her when she got closer to you.

She watched on with curious intensity as you wiped your mouth, ready to speak.

“Can you… take me somewhere… more familiar?” you asked, trying to find the right words. “When I get better? I can figure my own way back… probably.”

The question however caught her off guard, remembering Suguru’s words about needing to return you. But that much was only when you were better, right? That could be reasonable enough of a condition. Her eyes flicked over to the crusted maroon that clung to the edge of her clawed fingers, adopting a deep, dark idea.

Loneliness had invited selfishness to manifest and now you were here. Ah, what a troubling thought, but… if it meant spending time with you for longer, then…

“Yes,” she replied with a sickly sweet tone, feigning a promise, “when you are ‘better’, then I can help you reconnect.”

Knowing that deep down, she wasn’t about to let you go back.

Not if she could help it.

this is part 3 of lilac’s bite sized yandere nightmares

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ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴇɴꜱɴᴀʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍöʙɪᴜꜱ ꜱᴛʀɪᴘ ᴏꜰ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʏɪɴɢ, ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇɴᴛᴡɪɴᴇᴅ.

Sunlight dappled through the leaves, casting fragmented patterns on the car window. A dry heat wave hung heavy in the air.

The car engine hummed low and steady as the tires crunched along the dusty country road. Cornfields stretched endlessly on either side, their swaying stalks resembling a vast ocean of green.

You leaned back against the seat, your arm draped languidly over the window sill, fingers tapping idly against the glass. Luggage piled high beside you, crowding the backseat. Your mother drove in the front, occasionally making small talk. But your gaze remained fixed on the landscape outside, watching the occasional wooden fences and weathered farmhouses flicker by. A subtle stillness pervaded the air, as if the usual summer cacophony of cicadas and chatter had been muted, tucked away in some inaccessible corner beyond your reach.

ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪʙʙᴏɴ ɪꜱ ʀᴇᴊᴏɪɴᴇᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴘᴀᴛʜ ɪꜱ ʀᴇᴛʀᴀᴄᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ.

The story begins in a fictional town in the year 2005.

As a high school senior about to embark on your final summer break, you've been shipped off by your mother to stay with your uncle in a different town. All thanks to a nature observation summer camp specifically organized by your school.

For a restless, newly-turned-adult like you, this kind of activity is a bit too mundane and boring. So much so that you often "accidentally" stray from the group, venturing deeper into the woods in search of excitement. Up until now, you sound exactly like the stereotypical, death-seeking silly in horror movies, even though you always manage to return home safe and sound, with all your limbs intact.

When the two-month summer break comes to an end, you open the door to your uncle's house and find yourself back in the evening of June 30th.

The crimson hidden in a peaceful corner begins to spread, seeping through the branches and infiltrating the reality you held as truth.

Realizing that all this is not an illusion, what should you do to escape this summer? Or perhaps, sever the summer?

Customize your MC. Play as male, female, or non-binary. This will not affect the Love Interests. (Their sexual orientation is mc)

The prey being hunted, or the hunter who sets the trap? Which role do you prefer?

Use your hunting skills to eliminate threats around you! You know, the choices you have to make to survive.

Escape from the clutches of supernatural monsters and break the loop? It's like movie!

Love Interests with customizable genders too. As your eyes meet, what does the other hand conceal? A knife, a bouquet?

:O | Fugaien [M-19] Your classmate. After arriving at your uncle's house, you discover that the work-study student who your uncle mentioned would be helping out on the farm is actually your classmate. According to your uncle, he's saving up for college. So when he found out that his boss is your uncle, he started wondering whether he should call you "boss" too. You stumbled upon the scene of his 'resurrection.'

Even when vital parts of the human body are severed, they can regenerate. What would you name such a thing?

:O | Ayunis [M/F-19] Your classmate, a popular jerk among the students. They possess an almost unnervingly keen intuition and react to danger with incredible speed. Despite their laundry list of flaws, they're not entirely without merit… maybe. They always seem lucky enough to guess what you’re going to do one step ahead of you.

It’s easy to perform such simple tricks without opening my eyes, for the eyes in the dark have already done the work for me.

:O | Memorin [M/F-26]

The second doctor in town. Cheerful and perhaps a touch scatterbrained, they radiate professionalism only when wielding a scalpel. They're lending their medical expertise to the summer camp. When you fainted and were sent to the infirmary, they had you try some sweets they made to help you regain strength; it was a flavor unlike anything you'd ever encountered. You have a distinct impression that they're proficient with a shotgun, though you've never actually witnessed it. Why is that?

My love, don’t panic, don’t fret. Just sit at the dining table, ring the bell, and the most delicious desserts will be served to you.

:O | Ozaeus [M/F-34]

The town's tavern owner. They possess a fiery temper and little patience for troublemakers, yet they harbor a soft spot for young people. You can work at their tavern in exchange for money, though they suspect it might be akin to child labor or that you might be a runaway fleeing abuse, so they always insist on paying you double. They hate the forest and advise you not to go there often.

My excitement was so intense that it nearly stole my breath away. The only sound I could perceive was the frantic pounding of my heart. I must look utterly disheveled, like a rabid dog.

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Disclaimer: Summer ōumbis is rated 18+ for the following mature and potentially disturbing content: depictions of character injury or death, blood, violence, toxic relationships, non-consensual acts, and optional sexual content. All characters depicted in the game are assumed to be of legal age.

Thank you for reading! English is not my first language, and I'm navigating Tumblr like someone encountering a computer for the first time, so the text formatting might be a bit lackluster. The demo is still a work in progress, and the initial release will cover the storyline up to the end of the two months mentioned in the synopsis. It's a big project, and I hope to make it something readable. Thank you again.

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[H]eartbreak: What would cause them pain in the relationship? How would they deal during a break-up?

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[N]ightmares: How often do they have them? What are they about? How do they deal with it?

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]❣

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[O]utrage: How and why would they get mad at you?

⇒ [Jujutsu Kaisen]❣

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[P]ast: What has happened in your relationship that changed the way you saw each other?

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]❣

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[Q]uality: Quality? what is their most dangerous/toxic?

⇒ [Obey me!]❣

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[R]ejection: How would they react to you rejecting their confession (or the other way around?)

⇒ [Moriarty the Patriot]❣

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[S]cars: Battle or self-inflicted?

⇒ [Obey me!]❣

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[T]rust: Have they ever broken your trust?

⇒ [Jujutsu Kaisen]❣

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[U]rge: How badly do they want to see you after you guys separated?

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]❣

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[V]icious: What do they do when they lash out on you?

⇒ [Moriarty the Patriot]❣

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[W]eak: What makes them feel weak how do they try to avoid it?

⇒ [Obey me!]❣

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[X]-ray: What do they hate and show it most obviously?

⇒ [Jujutsu Kaisen]❣

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[Y]earn: What is one thing that they want but can't have?

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]❣

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[Z]ero: What do they do/say in your dying moments?

⇒ [Moriarty the Patriot]❣

[slay00ryu]

If you’re into it, maybe Misaki x reader right? And Misaki gets a request to assassinate reader, and the person who requested the assassination is Reader’s rich ™️ ex boyfriend ?? 🤔 I haven’t done misaki’s route yet so unsure if this can be done DBDJJSJS if it’s not, dw about it hehe

I’ll do a signature this one time bc u know who I am anyway -lostboi

Headless lover.

Misaki was in their room, looking at their computer screen with a widespread smile. They just hang up from a call with you. Somehow that simple call with their friend who chose to stay anonymous brought them a lot of ease, even with all the new "job offers" piling up for them.

Being an assassin wasn't easy, they would be lying if they said that they like the job.They hate it. It stresses them out, gives them nightmares sometimes. But it's the easiest work to get a good enough pay in. They need to help their parents, they need to support them, or what child would they be?

Luckily you were there, never expecting anything from them, showing kindness, sharing some silly moments. Your company was truly relaxing, even more than the other server's members. You never expected anything from them, didn't talk about killing as much as Ronin did, didn't talk about not having enough time because of your work. You were just there with them, laughing like an idiot at Misaki's jokes, never asking about anything they'd not want to talk about. She really appreciated you for that, being able to behave like a stupid teenager was something Misaki needed, and you were a friend ready to let her act however she liked.

'Time to look at these offers." They sighed, opening the messages they received. Cheating husbands, politicians, wives, people endangering someone's shady business. The list was never ending, the deeper they looked the more risky the gigs were. Risk means more money, but they didn't want to take on a president or another person who would end up as big numbers in their bank account, no matter how good the pay. So they looked for a while longer until one of the requests looked easy enough.

'Kill my ex. They're a total loner, no friends, no family, easy kill. Just fucking get rid of them. Here's the info you would need [link], send proof and I'll give you a lot of money. XYZ' Short and simple. very different from their regular clients. With a long sigh and hope that it wasn't the police who tries to get their ass put into jail, they clicked the link. A wall of text with a lot of pictures attached to it was in front of them now.

"F/N L/N huh? Really a loner, sits in front of their computer and tries writing. Seems easy enough." They murmured to themselves as they looked through the pictures. "it's such a shame, they do have a pretty face." Misaki never felt bad for their targets, well most of them deserved to die, or Misaki just stopped giving a damn. But with this kill, something felt different. It's like their brain was telling them not to take it, there was no reason for the kill, just an order and a promise for payment worth the task at hand.

They sighed, maybe it was just their guilt playing tricks on them? They shouldn't get emotionally connected with the targets, it was dangerous for them, and only made the work harder. They just needed to suck it all up and do what they do the best, kill them.

Ding!

A sound came from the Slaughter House server, they clicked on the main channel and noticed that Ronin was dropping his emo act again.

goreboy: hey Losers how're y'alls sad little Existences going? hitmeuppp: good before i saw my new job T_T user: How bad is it? :o Angelic: Don't worry Misaki, I'm sure you'll do great ♥ hitmeuppp: awww i love how you cheer me into murder hitmeuppp: but to answer you @user hitmeuppp: it's just someone trying to get their ex killed ugh user: Ew poor you </3 goreboy: damn And i thought That i was the psycho Angelic: Because you are ^^

They chuckled as they watched to topic change into Ronin being a total psycho, yeah maybe they all were murderers, but they still felt like family. A family full of psychopaths for sure.

user: Hey, you okay in there Misaki?

They perked up when they saw your dm, finally they could chat with you again! Of course they're not picking favourites!!!

hitmeuppp: y'know just the usual anxietyyyy haha user: man :/ well if you want we can hop on vc!

And Misaki took that offer very eagerly, they loved talking to you, your voice and way of speaking was just making them forget about the blood staining their hands, the blood they will never be able to wash off.

A few days passed, Misaki was slowly getting ready for their job… Jesus how fucked up it sounds, killing someone as a job… Well it was too late for them to regret it.

They were on top of a building, their gun held firmly in their hands.

"Deep breath Misaki, just like Y/N told you to." They whispered to themselves as they looked at their target.

They were seated by a desk, writing mindlessly on their computer, completely unaware of the danger they were in. Misaki had to do it quickly so she wouldn't let the guilt eat her from inside. Normally they wouldn't feel so bad, but this person was innocent, they looked them up so many times, nothing. No murder under their name, no crime or shitty behaviour, just a regular person with a pretty boring life. Something Misaki could be jealous of, they'd dream of a life like theirs, maybe minus the part of their ex wanting them dead.

With their breath held back, they bulled the trigger. The shot breaking through the window, then hitting their head. Blood splashed everywhere, probably dirtying their computer screen. Misaki watched them fall from the chair, their head damaged severely. Now they just had to collect their stuff and quickly go back to their place, dm user and forget about this kill… Like that was fucking possible.

The next few days felt so weird. Misaki texted user everyday but there was no reply, they were offline, no one in the server knew what it was about. Some thought that they ended up in jail and some thought that they were a police agent who will send the cops at them. Misaki was unsettled, they didn't buy you being someone sent by the police, it wouldn't make sense, you were too open about yourself. Yeah maybe you didn't share your face or legal name, but Angel didn't either!

hitmeuppp: hey… i just killed them… [01.12 1:22 AM] hitmeuppp: you won't believe what crazy dream i had! [02.12. 3:33 AM] hitmeuppp: maybe you're asleep? [02.12 4:55 AM] hitmeupp: no you're usually awake at this hour. [02.12. 05:05 AM] hitmeuppp: they really paid me a lot for that ex [03.12 3:57 PM] hitmeuppp: they really had to hate the [03.12 3:58 PM] hitmeuppp: are you… okay? [05.12 12:12 AM] hitmeuppp: user??? [11.12. 4:44 PM]

They were going crazy, texting you everyday, but there was no answer from you. They began to believe that maybe you really did work with the cops… Oh how they wished that was the case.

goreboy: [https://writer_found_assassinated_in_their_home] goreboy: well Now we know Why the newest killer Is so silent goreboy: they're Dead

What.

No. No.

They clicked on the url, it had to be someone else, you were someone else…

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no…." Misaki started to shake their head when they saw the pictures.

It was the same person. The same person they killed, but something was different… Their head, it was… it wasn't connected to their body. Someone went there after Misaki killed th… after they killed you. And that's when they remembered, that ex, they had no way of knowing that you were dead until the news posted about it. They did it.

Misaki's felt so dizzy, the world was blurry in front of their eyes. They killed you. It's their fault that you're gone now.

It's their fault that you ended up like this.

If only they didn't take that fucking job…

[bones4thecats]

✰⋆⋆ Concept Pieces List『2025』

Welcome all to my Concept Pieces List. Listed beneath each fandom, you will find the little ideas I have created for future pieces. Though, I cannot guarantee that these do get made, anytime I allow you guys to request from this, I recommend you take advantage of it! Anyways, if you are looking for something different, do head to my Request Form for whatever it is.

✮ Dimension-Hopper! S/O ✮ Reincarnated! S/O meets {Character} once again ✮ S/O sacrifices themselves for their brother, Yuu ✮ LMK - Sun Wukong! Reader and LMK - Monkie Kid! Yuu ✮ Their S/O overblots ✮ Supposed Magicless! S/O protects {Character} with magic ✮ Twisted Wonderland - Shan Yu! S/O ✮ Twisted Wonderland - Shere Khan! S/O ✮ Twisted Wonderland - Kaa! S/O ✮ Twisted Wonderland - Iago! S/O ✮ Yuu, Anata, and S/O are based on Darrell, Shannon, and Raymond Boxman from OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes

✮ When their S/O becomes a good demon ✮ Hashira + Oldest Kamado Sibling! S/O ✮ S/O dies during the final battle against Muzan ✮ {Character}'s former Hashira! S/O betrays the Demon Slayer Corps for them ✮ {Character} with a Retired Hashira Sibling! Reader ✮ Male! Reader being Shinobu Kocho's Husband ✮ The Demon Slayer Corps finds out Giyuu and F! Reader are married ✮ What it's like being Rengoku's sibling and dating his fellow slayers

✮ {Character}'s S/O is inspired by the Six-Eared Macaque ✮ What if their S/O was inspired by Bill Cipher and fought for the Gods? ✮ {Character}'s S/O was Jon Snow when on Earth ✮ Being Jack the Ripper's Twin Sibling ✮ When Human Child! Reader gets adopted by the older Gods of Valhalla ✮ {Character} becoming the father/mother to your children ✮ When you're an Angelic Warrior fighting for Humanity ✮ {Character}'s S/O being Frieza fighting for the Gods out of pure spite ✮ What if their S/O was based on Asura from Soul Eater?

✮ {Character}'s S/O is basically Bowser (ft. Bowser Jr-like child) ✮ Being the youngest Cold sibling ✮ When Vegeta's older sister chooses Frieza over him ✮ Android 17 + 18 having an older brother ✮ God of Destruction of the Multiverse! Reader ✮ Being Whis' mother and showing baby photos off to Universe 7 ✮ Babysitting Pan with your husband, Piccolo ✮ What happens when you get adopted and raised by {Character} ✮ How {Character} first met Invader Zim! Reader

✮ Their S/O was a serial killer in life (will be graphic) ✮ {Character}'s S/O is based on a shadow demon and hates the light ✮ What if their S/O was from the medieval times? ✮ Hellborn! S/O handling being with a sinner ✮ Sinner! S/O is based on the chameleon

✮ Being Stolas and Stella's oldest child (Male! Reader) ✮ {Character} being with a Sinner! S/O ✮ When you come home from work bloody and tired ✮ Hating on Andrealphus with Stolas ✮ Being a Goose-themed Goetia member ✮ When their Calm! S/O becomes extremely angry

✮ Beating the heroine with their S/O ✮ {Character}'s S/O is a knight ✮ S/O protecting them from the hero's blows ✮ {Character}'s S/O being a relative of the hero ✮ {Character} having Child! Reader (adopted or blood) ✮ When they have a family with their S/O ✮ Their S/O having extreme levels of intelligence

✮ When the Monkie Kids meet Sun Wukong's Deceased! S/O ✮ Being Monkie Kid's adoptive mother and Pigsy's S/O ✮ Meeting the Demon Bull family as Red Son's S/O ✮ Training with your boyfriend, Tang ✮ {Character}'s S/O being an immortal being ✮ When you're Yin and Jin's older brother ✮ Their S/O is a 'Master Roaster' ✮ When their S/O protects Monkie Kid from danger

✮ What if their Missing! S/O was found? ✮ Optimus Prime finding his Kidnapped! S/O on the Nemesis ✮ Breakdown's Sibling! S/O hunting down Airachnid for revenge ✮ What is it like being Alpha Trion's child with Team Prime ✮ When {Character} bonds with their Human Friend! Reader ✮ Being both Unicron's pawn/creation and Megatron's S/O ✮ Being Starscream's longtime S/O (both TFP + RiD2015 storyline)

✮ When Decepticon! {Character} breaks their S/O out of Autobot imprisonment ✮ Being another Cybertronian-Human like Sari ✮ When you boost your lover, {Character}'s, mood ✮ {Character}'s S/O being a member of the Elite Guard ✮ Handling Predacon-Sparkling! Reader ✮ Their S/O being an Autobot Spy/Rogue Decepticon

✮ When you're Thunderhoof's partner in crime and S/O ✮ Bullying Clampdown with Thunderhoof ✮ When Former Team Prime Member! Reader visits Team Bee on Earth ✮ {Character}'s S/O being a former Decepticon ✮ {Character}'s S/O being a Bounty Hunter ✮ When Mentor! Reader is a Hawk-Predacon ✮ Being Starscream's longtime S/O (both TFP + RiD2015 storyline

✮ {Character}'s S/O being a member of the High Guard ✮ What it's like being Sentinel Prime's sparkling ✮ Cybertronian! Reader being Megatronus' sparkling ✮ D-16's love interest being Orion Pax's sibling ✮ Both timelines of being Orion Pax's S/O and D-16's S/O after the Cybertronian split ✮ Jr Team Prime having children with their S/O after Cybertron's split

✮ The Turtles speaking with Mother! Reader ✮ Splinter helping his sons with advice on how to handle Crush! Reader ✮ What it's like being April O'Neil's younger sister (same age as the turtles) ✮ Casey Jones helping his S/O with ice skating ✮ {Character} being uplifted by S/O ✮ When the Turtles' younger sister is found with a boyfriend ✮ Being Leatherhead's emotional-anchor S/O ✮ When Shredder's S/O finds out about his true identity

✮ Trying to keep the peace in between Leonardo and Raphael as one of their S/Os (separate, of course) ✮ Giving Casey Jones advice as Splinter's S/O and a Mother ✮ Maximillian Winters saying goodbye to Child! Reader ✮ Being resurrected as a Macaw-themed Stone General with {Character} ✮ When their S/O protects them from the Stone Generals ✮ The Turtles finding out that their S/O is the daughter of Maximillian Winters

✮ The Turtles having an S/O that likes to give them a lot of affection ✮ Donatello having an S/O that loves to listen to his small rants ✮ What it's like being the younger sister of the Turtle Brothers ✮ When the brothers meet your family ✮ {Character}'s S/O is found to be an assassin under the Foot's order to eliminate any kind of threat ✮ Leonardo having an S/O who's the oldest sibling of her family ✮ {Character} having an S/O who gets turned into a Bird of Paradise ✮ {Character}'s S/O being one of the leaders in the Foot Clan

✮ Being April O'Neil's overprotective brother ✮ The Turtles, Splinter, and April O'Neil meet Vernon's Wife! Reader ✮ The Turtle's S/O being a Komodo Dragon! Mutant ✮ What if {Character}'s S/O had a robotic arm? ✮ Shredder kidnaps the Turtles Mother? (Splinter's S/O) ✮ What is {Character}'s way of showing affection for their S/O?

✮ Casey Jones recognizing the Reader and upsetting their Turtle boyfriend ✮ The Turtles handling having an S/O with short-term memory lost ✮ Being Shredder's Wife and the mother to Karai ✮ When {Character} meets their Ancestor! Reader ✮ The Turtles find out what happened in Casey's future to their S/O ✮ {Character}'s S/O is an artist with a specialty in spray-paint ✮ The Turtles singing alongside their Singer! S/O ✮ Cassandra and her Male! S/O meeting their future son, Casey ✮ Splinter and his Mouse-Mutant! S/O raising the Turtles ✮ Unicorn-Human! S/O meeting {Character}

✮ The Turtle's S/O being one of Batman's children ✮ Leonardo's S/O going with him and his brothers to Gotham ✮ Donnie's S/O healing his arm after the fight ✮ Turtle Bros realizing that they're in love with the Reader ✮ Playing car games on the way to Gotham with the brothers ✮ Shredder bringing his S/O to Gotham ✮ Their S/O being based on Spider-Man

↳ ❝ 「 Last Updated On: Jan. 1st, 2025 」 ❞

[imabeautifulbutterfly]

Mimi

Y o u ‘ r e a M A C H I N E

Pumping these bangers after bangers!!… You’re gunna need a whole Dewey Decimal system for all these masterpieces!! Your expressiveness and emotions inspire me, it’s contagious.

I’m gunna have to ask for mah Murdertoothpick Danger noodle of a nope rope , Crosshair.

I was absolutely FLOORED at the fics you’ve been spewing out.

So IF you would be ever so kind to indulge me or yourself —I present to you with a “choose your own dealer’s choice”

(Crosshair x F!Medic) or you can insert my OC

(Kave) 🦊 whatever strikes you right.

Any combinations of these:

18. “You shouldn’t be out here by yourself.”

38. “You dumbass. Don’t do that. Ever agian. “

20. “I can’t leave you alone for one second without hurting yourself, can I?”

36. “How many fingers am I holding up?…I don’t have six fingers.”

44. “Do as I say not as I do. For real though, You don’t want to do what I do. I don’t want to do what I do.”

2. “I will always be there for you.”

Your choice I give you free range — you can make it hurt so good or bad / or add some whump or fluff / add as much drama as you desire…where ever in the timeline — The floor is yours Queen!❤️❤️❤️

@kavecika What a fantastic request, especially for my 20th request. I loved it. I did end up using your OC, so I hope I did Kave justice.

So I hope you enjoy what I came up with, love oo.

Promise

Warning: Medical injuries (somewhat graphic), burns, medical procedures, angst, hurt, comfort, kiss, fear of medical staff, feelings of being alone, I think that's it. If I miss any, please let me know.

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Crosshair sat in the medbay waiting for Kave to show up, after everything, after having his brothers abandon him for a kid, after having them nearly cook him alive, after them walking away, the one thing he could actually count on was Kave. 

She was the only bright spot left in his life. 

“I can’t leave you alone for one second without you hurting yourself, can I?” She giggled as she walked in seeing him injured. She knew better than trying to coddle him, or worry about him to an extreme. She’d be able to do that in the privacy of their quarters later on that night. 

He only let out a strained chortle as the pain meds were slowly ebbing away.

“Okay, my beautiful murdertoothpick, I’m gonna have to take this bandages off, and see the extent of the damage, okay?”

He nodded, not able to find the strength to answer her.

“Pain meds wearing off?”

Nod.

“Okay, sweetie… hold on.” Kave reached over and grabbed another pain med, using the hyperspray and injecting it into his arm, “There you, sweetie. You’ll start feeling better soon. Just calming breaths. Okay. Use your sniper breathing for me.”

Nod. He tried his best to calm his breathing imagining he was lining up a target.

“Okay, here we go.” She slowly cut away the gauze, careful not to pull too quickly. Biting back the tears and worries she felt for the pain and injury he sustained. His hair was burned away, his skin bubbled and melted away from the heat. Some of it came off on the gauze she peeled away. She wanted to press a kiss to his lips, to hold him close to take away his pain. However, she needed to remain professional. 

“Alright, I’m going to need you to open your eyes for me, I’m going to pull away the eyepatch and then we’re going to test to see how much damage there is, okay?”

Nod.

She took in a deep breath, and prepared herself for what she’d find under the patch. She let out a sigh of relief that the damage wasn’t too bad. The eye was red, a little inflamed, which was understandable. The pupil was reacting to the light, which was fantastic. His eyes were tearing up as tears slid down his cheek. 

“Okay, How many fingers am I holding up?”

Crosshair took a second, his vision was blurred, and somewhat fogging from the tears forming. He couldn’t stop blinking for a while, “Um … six.”

Kave looked from him to her fingers, “Okay, well first, I don't have six fingers. I’m going to try and wash out your eye again. I know the medics on site already did that, but I’m trying again okay.”

���Yeah.”

After Kave dealt with the injured, she covered and protected it with a cool compress. Once she finished with his eye, she moved on to the more serious injury, she’d need to put bacta on the injury and keep him in the med bay for the next two days. To keep reapplying the treatment. She wasn’t looking forward to the argument that was about to ensue, she dismissed everyone from the room, leaving her and Cross alone. 

“Sweetheart, I’m going to need to keep you here for at least two days.”

“No.”

“Cross…”

“I said NO!”

She let out a sigh, “Baby,” she hated using that term but it was the only one that usually calmed him down enough to listen to her, “you need a sterile environment. This is your health, please, for me.” He was about ready to start arguing again, she held his hand and pressed it against her chest, “Listen to me, please. I’ll set you up in the ICU room, it’ll just be the two of us. No one else. I know you hate the med bay. I know you hate being poked and prodded, but I’ll be the only one taking care of you. I’ll treat you every time, and won’t let anyone else in. I’ll protect you and care for you. So please, for me… listen to me and stay here.”

Cross let out a trembling breath, he hated the med bay, he hated the memories that came from the training he and his brothers underwent when they were children… he hated that his brothers weren’t here anymore to stay with him. He hated that Wrecker wasn’t here to stay by his side when he got scared. He hated that Hunter wasn’t here to fight with him, to make him feel he had a brother. He hated that he couldn’t hear Tech’s hum in understanding as he read some new fact or understood some new principle or formula. He hated that he was alone. 

He squeezed her hand, “You promise?”

“I promise,” she pressed a kiss to his knuckles, “it’ll just be me and you. You know, I will always be there for you."

He nodded, “Okay. I’ll stay here for two days…”

“At least.”

“At least.”

“Thank you, my beautiful murdertoothpick.”

He let out a huff, “You know I hate that nickname.”

“No, you don’t,” she smirked. 

A small smile creeped onto his lips, “No. I don’t.”

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[yandere-fics]

♡ Nora's Sister Darling Disappears ♡

(Implied noncon at the end.)

It was jarring for her to realize she had no clue where her sister was, she had always known you location, even when you took painstaking care to hide yourself away, she knew, you hadn't spoken to her in years but she knew, you were her reason for living after all so it would just be plain stupid if she wasn't actively aware of your location at all times, she had nothing if she lost you and yet, during her four hour shift where she wasn't checking the cameras constantly, you had left your house and after three days of you not returning, she realized you had finally gotten lucky, you'd slipped out during the one time your sister happened to be too distracted to notice. Even the feed from those hours revealed nothing to her, you'd left without taking a single item with you but the clothes on you back, leaving your phone behind as well, didn't you understand how dangerous the city was for you to be roaming alone? Hotels were no help either, you simply hadn't checked into any of them, she felt like she was going to lose her mind. The last time she hadn't known your location was for a day when you were children and you hid from her, this was not supposed to be happening, she was supposed to protect you but how could she if she didn't know where you were even. It took two months to find you again. Two whole fucking months where she didn't have you by her side. It wasn't until The Boss realized one of her pets was behind on their work that she used her powers to locate you living in a shady motel that wasn't even listed anywhere.

You'd never seen Nora so dead before, to be completely honest you hadn't realized you'd successfully evaded her for the last two months, sure you had been trying to evade her watch but you'd been pretty sure she'd still found you somehow anyways because she always did, yet seeing her now you realized you'd finally done it, gotten away from Nora for any amount of time, if you had known you weren't under her watch you would have had much more fun these last two months instead of living in paranoia of her taking you back, sadly her being in front of you, looking like a corpse, drenched in the blood of the motel managers who tried to keep your secret safe meant that your little excursion was over and likely any freedom you used to have fro her would also be stripped away as she grabbed rope and began tying you to the bedposts in the motel, completely ignoring your screaming and struggling, as if she didn't hear anything at all.

"My r-reasoning for living, I-I have them again. O-oh my beautiful reason f-for living." Her hands trailed up your legs, ripping your pants at the crotch with her knife, you flinched, obviously she was an expert with a knife and likely wouldn't cut you on accident but with how she was acting at the moment you weren't sure she wouldn't cut you on purpose. She ripped your underwear off with her bare hands making you wince in pain as the fabric tightened on your skin painfully before snapping entirely. She shoved it in your mouth to make you stop screaming. "I n-need my reason for living, I-I'll make you feel g-good, j-just n-never do that a-again."

[harukaprism]

Fuck me, old man

Pairing: Welt Yang x F!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ only, smut, mentions of injuries on reader, nicknames used (little one, my star), spanking, unprotected sex (wear a condom kids), swearing, pussy slapping, fingering, welt calls you his slut, oral (receiving), this is all just filthy filthy filthy. Do I need to tag gloves being used?

Word Count: 3,224

Dawn's notes: Shhhhhh, just have sex with the old man. It's good for the soul.

You were not looking forward to the lecture you were going to get the second you stepped back onto The Express. Your mission had gone well of course, you were a Nameless and an expert traveler for The Express as the others were, but Welt Yang was harsher on you than the others. 

You were hoping it was for a sexual reason and not that he was an old man and “youths these days”. Loading your wounded body onto the train you easily avoided Himeko and the others, Welt nowhere to be seen, yet. Opening the door to your room and throwing your body onto your bed you stared at the ceiling; a few decorations that you had put up there that March had given you and little doodles that Welt had done in his past time. 

You had admired his work as an animator on his planet, his skills showed in every drawing he made, silly little things he made for all of the Nameless on the train, but it seemed he put more effort into the drawings he gave you. You had asked him about his planet and begged him to draw and show you what it was like. Both of you wanted him to go back to his home, to see his family and friends again, hoping that at some point it will be on the list of planets that needed help from The Express. 

Glancing to the side you looked at the bedside table, all of your things already placed there along with a drawing that you treasured the most; Welt called them sunflowers. He drew a field of them with a setting sun in the back. It seemed like he had been there before and wanted to visit it again, the solemness on his face causing you to regret asking about his home planet. 

A knock on your door sent a race through your heart, you had no idea who it could be. “Yes?” You were hoping it was Pom Pom bringing you something to eat and drink. 

“Are you alright?” Damn it, Welt was at your door and you hadn’t had a chance to shower, eat, or even hide your wounds. 

“O-Oh Welt! Yeah I-I’m fine.” You forced a chuckle out of your throat sitting up hoping he would not come in. 

“Pom-Pom said you didn’t look great and didn’t stop to report anything or say anything to anyone. That isn’t like you.” He saw right through you, he always did. “Can I come in?” There was no way to stop him and you knew that, he was such a good person and if he thought something was wrong with you he would want to care and see you. 

“Yeah, doors unlocked.” Your heart raced as you watched your door open, he looked like he had just woken up from a nap and it was dangerously beautiful. His hair was a bit messy, the gray streak sticking straight up almost. “Did you just wake up?” You tried to tease him to take his attention off your bruised body. 

“What happened?” His ungloved fingertips brushed against your bruised cheek.

“Welt I am fine I promise.” You tried to convince him that you really were okay, your body was sore and you just needed to rest. “You can go back to the parlor car, I'll be fine.” 

The look under his glasses made your heart sink; you never wanted to worry him. “Little one, you can’t keep doing this to yourself.” You hated the way the words made your stomach clench; he said it because you were younger than him, smaller than him. He was a protector and you were something he protected. “Go wash up, I’ll get the medical kit.” 

Heaving a sigh you looked down at your legs avoiding his piercing golden eyes. “Fine.” Voice soft you sat and listened as he left your room giving you your privacy. You gave it a few minutes before you dragged your body through the cars to the bath, taking your time to wash yourself and soak in the warm water. Once you were out you felt much better and your body looked better as well as you stared at your body in your silk pajamas. 

As you made your way back to your room you saw that your door was already open, you knew it was Welt and he was waiting. Knowing it was inevitable you walked into the room and looked as he sat on your bed staring at the pictures you had that he gifted you. “I never threw any out.” 

A chuckle rumbled in his chest as he met your gaze again. “I can see that. I am glad you enjoy them.” He looked over your body looking for any outward wound. “The bath helped, I see, but you are still wounded. Sit down and let me tend to them.” 

Heat rushed your body as you unwillingly went to the bed sitting next to him. His slender fingers wrapped around your wrist, the ointment he wiped the wounds with stung, sucking in a sharp breath you fought back the urge to curse but the feeling soon faded as his soft lips met the tender skin. “Sorry, I should have warned you that it was going to sting.” 

Your heart rushed as you watched his lips move away from your skin, it was an unexpected reaction from him, he had never done it in the past when he tended to your wounds. “I-It’s fine.” Your voice was soft and it came out in a stutter but you didn’t want to show that it had affected you too much, in fear that he wouldn’t touch you like this again. 

“Was the mission too hard for you to do alone?” There was worry etched into his face and you could see the pain in his eyes. “I should have convinced Himeko to let me go with you, I should have known.” Reaching up to his face you cupped his warm cheeks in your hands pulling him close. “Welt, I could handle it by myself and you know that. I just got a little banged up but I came back alive and relatively safe.” 

The two of you stared at each other for a moment, then suddenly his lips were against yours. Warmth filled your body as his hand rested on the back of your neck, the leather of his gloved hand digging into the tender skin to pull you deeper into the kiss. Your body was melting into his touch, everything about Welt Yang encompassed you.

His earthy scent rushed through your nostrils, your body falling back into the soft sheets, his arm caging you in. “Welt.” You murmured against his lips. 

He pulled away and stared at you over his glasses, you could see the emotions swimming behind those brown orbs. “Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” He started to move off of you but you didn’t want him to leave your side. Your hands rushed to his wavy hair and your fingers tangled in the strands as you pulled him back down crashing your lips to his. 

As he let out a surprised gasp your tongue made its way into his mouth letting it explore as you kept him close to your body. Pulling away you let go of his hair giving him the option to pull away. “Never apologize for kissing me Welt, I have been waiting for you to do it for years.” 

His deep chuckle made your walls clench around nothing. “For years, are you serious?” Giving him the best deadpan look you watched him as he squirmed a little. “You are being serious.” He said the words as if he couldn’t believe it, had he ever looked in a mirror? 

Lifting your legs you wrapped them around his waist and used all your momentum to flip the two of you so you straddled him, pinning his hands above his head. “Trust me, I have wanted much more than just a kiss from you.” Letting out a little half truth you let out a little gasp as he adjusted his hips pressing his hardening cock to your core. 

“Trust me little one, I have thought about a lot of other things to do with you.” With his admission you let a smirk tug at your lips. The fact that he wanted you as much as you wanted him sent a fire through you. Remotely locking the door to your room your hands made quick work to strip the thin shirt and shorts you had on. “You are still injured, are you sure about this?” 

You glared down at him, it was sweet he was trying to make sure that your body was safe from what could happen to you while having sex but you didn’t care. “If you do not fuck me right now, you will never get the chance to do it again.” 

Something flashed in his eyes at the threat, it was like he was a predator hunting you as his prey; it had served as a long enough distraction. His gloved hand came down on your ass roughly, sending shivers up your body. Without having much time to react another smack came to your already reddining cheek. “Don’t make such threats to me, little one.” 

“No surprise that the old man is into spanking.” You teased drawing your bottom lip into your mouth, you knew it would cause more punishment but when it came from him it only served to arouse you even more. He had to feel the wet patch growing in your panties right above the cock you had wanted for so long. 

The smirk that pulled his lips up made you know you were in for a whole new world of pleasure. “You have no idea what I am into my star.” With that your back hit your bed and your bra was easily discarded to the side; when the hell did he take your bra off?!

His hands made work of his shirt and while his eyes were distracted you slipped your panties to the side and used shaking fingers to spread your lips giving him a full view of your dripping greedy hole. “Come and fuck me, old man.” 

That seemed to be the straw that broke the camel's back. His pants and boxers thrown haphazardly to join your clothing, his gloved middle finger brushed against your clit as he ripped your panties off. Ripped. The raw strength he showed made you shiver. “The glove stays on? How kinky of you.” You teased him as if it didn’t turn you on. 

He hummed in agreement as his thumb replaced his middle finger, rubbing quick and tight circles against the sensitive bundle of nerves, it was not enough you had to feel more of him. 

As if Welt could read your mind he slowly inserted a finger into your pussy, just the one made your eyes roll back as you moaned to the stars outside of your window, your eyes quickly shut in pleasure as you felt the stretch as another finger fell into place next to his other one. How could he make you feel this way with just two fingers? 

His thumb moved away from your clit causing a whine to escape your lips but it was soon replaced with another moan as his tongue replaced it working in tandem with his fingers thrusting inside you without a care in the world. 

Suddenly your eyes were filled with stars as your orgasam crashed over you faster than any other orgasam had hit you. The way he pulled it out of you made you dizzy. How could he have done that? How could he have made it happen so fast? What the fuck was he? 

Trying to gain control of your body as you stared at him as he climbed over you, the look in his eyes told you that you weren’t going on an expedition anytime soon. “Don’t regret the decisions you've made to get to this spot.” His words came out as a growl, commanding your legs to spread for him; the brat inside you dying quickly at the sight of his long cock came into view. The first word that came to mind was long, oh Aeons it was long. But it was thick as well, not too girthy that you were scared it would not fit but it was going to stretch you out and you knew you would feel it for days.

With a baited breath you watched as he took the base of his cock and lined the tip with your begging hole. His eyes met yours as if silently asking for one last time for permission. Giving him a nod you gripped onto his forearm bracing yourself. 

His hips slowly inched towards yours as he started to sink himself inside you. The stretch was nice and slow, giving you plenty of time to adjust to him. The feeling of him inside you was pleasurable enough but the fact that he was only halfway in and you felt like he was in your throat already made your head spin. “A-aeons Welt, how do you walk around with that thing?”

Trying to make light of the pressure growing in your core you wanted a distraction so you wouldn’t come all over his wonderful dick before he even started to move! 

He laughed, Welt actually laughed as his hand came and cupped your face. “If you need a minute to adjust just say so. We take this at your pace.” God he was so sweet, but that was not the issue here.

“You’re only halfway inside and it feels like you're in my throat.” You protested as your back arched off your bed, your body screaming for more while your mind begged to have him pull out just a little. 

The look in his eyes showed that you just signed your soul away to him. Instantly he pulled out fully from you and just as you took a breath he thrusted back inside you burying himself completely inside your waiting pussy. You tried to scream but you couldn’t get any noise out as you stared into those eyes that soaked in your pleasure. “What’s wrong, my star? Too much?” 

Taking in a deep breath you didn’t know you were hiding you went to snap back at him but he set a brutal pace of hard and slow thrusts as he held your hips down. It was too much but not enough at the same time. “F-Fuck Welt!” 

“That’s right, scream my name.” A smirk pulled at his lips making your walls shudder around his length, the dominating force that he exuded made your brain turn to mush. He is so kind and gentle but this was not the Welt you knew, and you loved it. Reaching down you tried to rub at your clit but your hand was smacked away. “No touching, only I can touch this pretty pussy.” 

With those simple words you lost all inhibitions to rebel or snap at him, all you could focus on was him and the cock that brought you so much pleasure. Wanton moans filled the room along with the lewd sounds of your passionate love making, despite him being rough with you you could feel the passion and caring he put into every roll of his hips. 

Tears pricked your eyes as the tip of his cock brushed against the most sensitive spot inside you, all you needed was him to touch your clit and you would come undone around him. You wanted the release for your own pleasure but you also wanted it for him, for him to learn how to play your body and make you his in full. 

“Squeezing me so tight.” His chuckle made your walls clench even tighter around him but he pulled out of you fully leaving you so empty. 

“B-but I was so close!” Your whine was so hoarse as you reached down for him, he said you couldn't touch yourself he never said you couldn’t touch him. The tips of your fingers brushed against the flushed head of his wet cock, your essence made it so shiny and slippery, you had to get it back inside you right now.

“What are you doing, my star?” He only watched as you managed to wrap your hand around his length and guided it back to your entrance. You knew he wouldn’t give it to you willingly, you had to coax him into giving you what you wanted. 

Heat rushed through your body as you nudged the tip against your clit, the little bundle of nerves tingling just feeling some type of friction. “I want to cum on your cock. Please let me.” 

It was like something snapped at just the notion that you wanted him to give you your release, your hands were moved away from his body as your world twisted. Looking at the full length mirror as welt kneeled behind you, his strong hands gripped your hips tugging them into the air presenting your ass to him. 

Your whole body shook as one of his hands came down smacking your sensitive pussy, you expected pain but the moan that rushed through your throat gave into the pleasure at the feeling. All you could do was watch through the mirror with hooded eyes as he readjusted behind you, the intense feeling of his cock ramming into you fully made your eyes roll back. 

Gripping onto the bedding tightly you moaned as he used your body for his pleasure, his glasses at the tip of his nose while his eyes never left the area where the two of you were connected. “My slutty girl, so wet at the thought of being able to orgasam.” 

He wasn’t wrong, you wanted it so bad, you wanted Welt to take you there. “Please please please!” You weakly begged as you tried to match his pace, moving your hips back to meet his hips, pulling him in deeper. 

“Say my name and I’ll let you cum.” The growl alone was enough to have the coil in your core tighten unbearably painful. 

“Welt, please let me cum!” You moaned, each syllable being jumbled matching the rough thrusts he gave you, the angle made all the blood rush to your head as his hand gripped your hip and the gloved one reached down past his cock rubbing circles against your clit. 

White blinded you as the coil snapped and your orgasam brought you to your mental knees, with your ears ringing you vaguely heard Welt grunt and groan behind you as his thrusts got sloppy and warmth filled you as he let himself reach his orgasam. 

As soon as he pulled out of your abused pussy your body crumpled, bare, sweaty and with his cum starting to leak out his fingers reached down scooping up what was trying to escape and thrusted his fingers back into you keeping everything inside. 

“We aren’t finished yet my star.” His seductive voice was gruff in your ear; you couldn’t help but let out a moan with the feeling of his messy gloved fingers deep inside you. “How long will it take for your body to give up on me?”

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My Fate Is In Your Hands - Entry 3

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➤ Search the ship. Risk or not, there’s someone inside. They need his help and fast.

There isn’t time to call for help. Even a second wasted could mean the worst for anyone who might still be aboard the ship.

(He’ll get help later once he knows nobody is about to die on his watch.)

Jimmy swiftly loosens his bandanna from around his neck and ties it over his mouth, blocking out the smoke as he rushes forward toward the billowing heat of the fire. Red sand kicks up beneath his boots and he does his best not to recoil when the flames grow searingly hot with their proximity. He tucks his wings close to avoid burning his feathers and ducks into the nearest gaping hole in the hull, the sharp broken metal looking formidable with its charred edges.

It’s unnerving somehow. The roaring of the fire, the creaking of the ship - the smoke making Jimmy’s eyes sting. He hesitates for a moment as he contemplates just how dangerous of a situation he’s putting himself in. But he can handle this, he reminds himself. He’s a sheriff. He’s the sheriff. This is his empire, and he swore to protect it - and those in it - when he donned his hat. It’s his responsibility.

Jimmy ducks under sparking wires and creaking metal and shies away from what flames he can, his eyes watering from the smoke as he scans the burning wreckage for survivors. He finds himself having to withhold his curiosity at what he’s seeing inside the ship. Without the soot and the fire and the damage, he can only imagine it had looked pristine and futuristic, the white surfaces shining and the now-shattered and sparking displays alight with data of some kind, like Jimmy’s own communicator but much more advanced. But he shakes himself. He can’t let himself get distracted, not in a place this dangerous, not with potential lives on the line.

“H-Hello?” he calls out, almost immediately coughing at the smoke in the air. He tries again, and louder this time. “Hello?! Anyone in here?”

“Re-Re-Reboot…boot…f-failure…ure…” A crackling and distorted voice comes to life around Jimmy and he jolts, spinning to try and find the source. But it sounds like it’s coming from multiple places at once, a little tinny, a little fake. A little like a communicator call. “...conta-a-act Herm-Herm-Herm-Herm-”

“Hermes?” Jimmy blurts out, confused, as the voice loops brokenly, beginning to warp.

“Herm-Her-r-r-rm–” A crackle of static bursts over what Jimmy can only assume were speakers built into the ship itself. “–ermethiu-u-us for assi-i-i-stance.”

“Hermethius…?” Jimmy mumbles the word to himself, feeling it out, but it isn’t ringing a bell. “Alright...alright, sure!” He nods, then feels a bit silly since he isn’t sure if the voice he’s hearing can even see him. “Contact Hermethius. Can do. Er–” He glances around again. “Are you the pilot? Or is there a pilot somewhere? A crew or something?”

“H.A.S.A. Pi-i-ilot T. Te–” Static erupts over the speakers again, and Jimmy winces against the noise. “–loca-ate…-ate…-ate…-ated in co-o-ockpit. Assista-ance re-e-equiiiiireeeddd…”

The voice warps again, slowing, and goes silent beneath the crackling of the fire. Jimmy stares at the ceiling, his ear feathers pinning back against his head.

“Hello?” He tries. “Are you still there?”

Nothing. Jimmy isn’t quite sure who he’d been speaking to or if the voice was even alive, but something like sadness settles in his chest anyway.

But he can’t dwell on it. He’s learned something: the pilot is stuck in the cockpit, and from what he knows, that’s at the front of the ship. But…which way is the front? He turns on the spot, trying to remember. Which end of the wreck had been the front? The right or the left…?

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× My hero academia

In love with their childhood friend (Izuku & Bakugo)

× Shuumatsu no Valkyrie

Sudden confesion from their carefree crush (Jack, Tesla)

Overhearing their crush admiting having feelings for them (Jack)

Meeting again his easily scared childhood friend (Tesla)

Shy and chubby S/O hides behind him (Tesla)

Weaker!S/O tries to protect them (Tesla, Thor)

S/O in great danger (Thor, Tesla)

[ SUGGESTIVE ] Waiting for S/O at home in lingerie (Hades)

[ SUGGESTIVE ] Being too embarrased to admit wanting to do it (Hades)

The first time being together (Tesla)

× A silent voice

The first kiss (Shoko)

× Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun

Their reserved crush is always taking care of stray animals (Shoko)

× Komi-san can't communicate

Sudden confesion from their carefree crush (Hitohito)

Their reserved crush is always taking care of stray animals (Shoko)

× Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon

S/O has trust issues because of family problems (Usagi, Rei)

Falling in love with their best friend (Ami, Minako)

× Assassination Classroom

With the same crush (Nagisa & Karma)

Their reserved crush is always taking care of stray animals (Karma)

× Puella Magi Madoka Magica

S/O constantly suffers from nightmares (Sayaka)

Finding reader's old photos (Madoka, Mami)

× Card Captor Sakura

Intimidating S/O gets clumsy and blushy around her (Sakura)

× Spy x Family

Their child calls them out for being overprotective (Loid & Yor)

Abused darling is scared of making them angry (Yor, Fiona)

× Kaguya-sama Love is war

Helping reader after a self-harm relapse (Shirogane)

× Romantic Killer

Horror fan S/O likes scaring others (Anzu, Junta, Tsukasa, Hijiri)

× Your lie in April

Sudden confesion from their carefree crush (Kousei)

× Ouran High School Host Club

A bet for your heart (Hikaru & Kaoru )

× My Dress-Up Darling

Lipstick kisses (Marin)

× Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid

Stealing kisses (Tohru)

NSFW headcanons w/ Fafnir

× Devilman Crybaby

Giving up but not loving them (Akira, Ryo)

Little things she does when she is in love (Miki Makimura)

Carefree devilman!S/O (Akira, Ryo, Miki)

× Ousama Ranking

Their little sibling call them out for being overprotective (Desha, Despa & Ouken)

× One Punch Man

Being like a family (Metal Bat & Seiko)

× A condition called love

Sudden confesion from their carefree crush (Hotaru)

Together under the rain (Hananoi)

× Brand New Animal

Late night confession (Shirou)

× Violet Evergarden

Darling loves her just the way she is (Violet)

× Gakkou Gurashi!

Sudden confesion from their carefree crush (Kurumi)

× Lost Song

Arriange marriage with their childhood crush (Henry, Finis)

× Magic Knight Rayeart

Helping their friend with their transition (Hikaru, Umi & Fuu)

× Tokyo Mew Mew

Together under the rain (Aoyama)

× Howl's Moving Castle

Blind!S/O is always able to recognize them (Howl, Sophie)

× Ranma 1/2

Accidentally seeing their crush!best friend changing (f!Ranma, Akane)

Arriange marriage with their childhood crush (Ranma, Akane)

Independient and skilled blind!S/O (Shampoo)

In love with his male!rival (Ranma)

× Danganronpa

S/O admit to wants to marry them in the future (Makoto)

NSFW headcanons w/ Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

× Omori

Comfortable date in a cold night (Sunny)

× Doki Doki Literature Club

Unrequited feelings for their best friend (Monika, Sayori, Yuri, Natsuki)

Loving someone they rejected in the past (Monika, Sayori, Yuri, Natsuki)

Poly relasionship headcanons (Monika, Sayori, Yuri & Natsuki)

× The Legend of Zelda

With the same crush (Link & Groose)

× Honkai Star Rail

Darling loves them just the way they are (Kafka, Ruan Mei)

The last dance under the moonlight (Gallagher)

NSFW headcanons w/ Argenti

[ SUGGESTIVE ] The morning after (Aventurine)

Loving someone who's so close and yet so far (Sunday)

Everyone thinks you two are already together (Serval, Robin)

Disabled anonymous artist!reader (Argenti)

Secretly dating (Robin & Boothill)

× Little goody two shoes

His favorite Golden Maiden (Ozzy)

Giving them a hug in sign of forgiveness (Freya)

With a supportive and understanding darling (Elise)

× Pocket Mirror GoldenerTraum

Giving them a hug in sign of forgiveness (Harpae)

The first kiss (Goldia)

× Reverse 1999

With an autistic darling (Tennant, Tooth Fairy)

Poly relasionship headcanons (Vertin & Sonetto)

Dating a high member of Manus Vindictae (Diggers)

× Genshin Impact

Darling loves them just the way they are (Furina)

Reminiscing someone she lost (Lumine)

Another reason to stay (Furina, Neuvillete)

× Zenzless Zone Zero

Friends with benefits w/ Burnice White

Jealousy headcanons (Nicole, Jane)

Being a father figure for teen!reader (Lighter)

Her stoic friend is as caotic as her (Burnice)

× Xenoblade Chronicles

Finally confesing after a lot of failed attempts (Zeke)

[ SUGGESTIVE ] Being too embarrased to admit wanting to do it (Morag)

Their crush thinks they will never be loved (Vale)

Reader sacrifice themselfs to protect him (Nial)

Reader sacrifice themselfs to protect her (Poppi)

Surprising reader with a birthday gift (Alvis)

A bet for a date (Mikhail)

The first kiss (Melia)

In love with another blade (Jin)

Using you to get close to his enemy (Egil)

× Persona 3

Lipstick kisses (Mitsuru)

Not forgetting him until the end (Ryoji)

Together under the rain (Shinjiro)

× Clannad

Disabled S/O who lost a limb (Kappei)

[spadeselfshipcorner]

🩷You Found My Self Ship Corner!🩷

Hello and welcome to my little cringe corner! /pos I go by Spade or Alex (They/Them) and this is my self ship blog! Like many things I do, this is another thing I've created for my own amusement, and because I need a space to be shamelessly silly for my F/Os

My main F/O is Milluki Zoldyck from HunterxHunter (Tag:🍡Danger Dango🍡)

Man's had a chokehold on me for 5 years now, time to be obnoxious about it! (I'm 100% comfortable with sharing him! I actually wanna get to know more fans of his çwç)

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My main blog is @imagobin I will like, and follow from there. (I write HCs and x Reader stuff on it if anyone's interested)

My F/O List!

The Milluki Masterlist!

I'm honestly just vibing, always down to make new friends and gush about F/Os together, especially villain/morally grey F/Os, those are my bread and butter =w=

Will probably write some F/O imagines too because they make me happy, gotta spread the happiness!

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Proship/Comship

LGBTphobic

Kink blog

[the-hidden-soulbond]

Introduction

About me ⫸Hi! I'm Aurora (she/her) ⫸ Adult™ (30yo) ⫸ Soulbonder ⫸ This is my self-indugent selfshipping and soulbonding blog. I don't really consider myself part of the Community, I'm just chilling in my little corner of the Internet.

My Soulbond / F/O ⫸ None other than Jim Moriarty — the brilliant and dangerous consulting criminal from BBC Sherlock. Moriarty isn’t just a fictional character to me; he’s someone with whom I’ve formed a deep connection through soulbonding. This bond goes back to a decade already—Moriarty feels like a part of me, even when he's silent - and there have been long periods of silence in the past. ⫸ Sebastian Moran (platonic F/O) ⫸ I don't share. Jim is completely off-limits, Sebastian less so. If you selfship with Jim, kindly block me.

About this blog and BYF ⫸ Expect reblogs about selfship, soubonding as well as original musings and the occasional piece of selfship art. ⫸ Jim is 48 and I'm 30, which means some of my posts or posts I reblog could be suggestive, downright nsft or otherwise inappropriate to minors. ⫸Jim and I are in a BDSM dynamic and we both have a long list of kinks so consider this blog kink-friendly. ⫸ In a similar vein, Jim's personality is what it is and I feel very uncomfortable censoring him, which means things can get dark or potentially uncomfortable for some. ⫸ The DNI rule is simple: I block liberally if I see something I don't like or condone.