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[mellowsadistic]

“What are you doing, baby?”

Ashley rolled her eyes as she lifted her legs into the air. “What does it look like I’m doing, Daddy? I’m getting ready for you to change my nappy."

"You don't need changing just yet, little girl," her Daddy said, trying to sound firm. "Why don't you go back to playing with your friends, sweetie? You're only a bit soggy, and the other girls all look wet too."

Ashley gave him a sour look. "I don't care if their nappies are dragging along the ground, Daddy. I want to be changed now."

"Honey, please..."

After the new laws came into place stripping women of their adult rights and privileges, most of those with bossy temperaments underwent quick and significant changes in their attitudes - often at the end of a hairbrush - but not all of them gave in so easily. Despite her youth, Ashley had been a high-ranking executive at a successful company, and after some initial shock and horror at being demoted to diapers and adopted by her former assistant, she soon learned to adapt.

Spankings and other punishments proved to be totally ineffective, and only encouraged her to show her new Daddy just how much of a little terror she could be if she didn't get her way. She screamed loudly in the middle of the night, she threw tantrums in public, she trashed expensive furniture and ripped up important documents, until eventually her Daddy realised the truth; even if she ate her meals in a highchair, slept in a crib, and wore thick diapers and plastic pants 24/7, she was still in charge.

Sometimes, however, he needed a little reminder. Ashley took a deep breath. "Daddy... Here's what's going to happen. In a few minutes, I'm going to go back out there with a clean nappy, so all those dumb brats understand that I'm the queen bee of this park. Then later, when you and the other Daddies are sitting together talking about whatever it is you like to talk about, I'm going to come over and sit in your lap and say how much I wuv sucking my Daddy's big dick, and they're all going to think you're the luckiest man in the world, which you are. We're going to have cuddles, and you’re going to tell me how much you love me, and I’m going to say I love you too, because I do, and it will be a perfect afternoon. But first, before we do any of that, you are going to change. My. Nappy!"

"Alright, princess..." her Daddy said resignedly, but as he started pulling off her plastic pants, there was the faintest smile on his face that suggested he wasn't entirely unhappy with the situation. "You’re the boss," he sighed.

“That’s right, Daddy." Ashley lay down on her back, smirking. "I am.”

[naturesapphic]

Hey I love your one shots.I wanted to ask if it was possible to have something where Mommy!Rhea has to face a Brat!Little!fem reader who is throwing a tantrum (if it doesn't make you uncomfortable maybe also using some punishments like corner time and spanking but not in a sexual way) I hope my request doesn't bother you but in any case you are a good writer🖤

Bratty Tantrum

Mommy!rhea ripley x fem!little!reader

Warnings: age regression, punishment, spankings, hurt/comfort

Here you are, on the floor coloring when your mommy comes in and says that it’s time for your bath. You absolutely hate baths and your mommy knows it to which is why she’s trying to make it a fun experience. “Come on princess, it has lots of bubbles and toys just for you!” She said happily as she bends down to pick you up but you push her away which makes her eyes widen at your actions.

She bent down and grabbed your chin between her fingers and made you look at her. “Don’t you ever push me away like that again. Do you hear me?” She said sternly as you slapped her hand away and pushed her away from you again. She felt her blood boil and she had to control herself from losing it but she decided to give you another chance. “Come on princess. I know my sweet little girl is in there. Let’s get you in the bath okay?” She said softly.

“Nu! DONT WANT BATH NU!” You yelled out and starting throwing a bad tantrum which made your mommy shocked. What the final straw for her was when you started throwing stuff at her like your crayons. She scooped you up in her arms and laid you over her lap. “You better start counting little one and if you mess up we start over.” Your mommy said sternly as you were thrashing over her lap. She gave you one smack to your behind and that made you stop crying.

“Count.” She said lowly in your ear as she spanked you again and you squeaked out a one which started the counting. She gave you fifteen spankings before you were crying again. Your mommy lifted you off her lap and carried you to the bathroom where she gently sat you down on the cool counter top which made you whimper. “You can take a quick bath okay? Then after you get out I’ll put some cream on your butt to make it feel better okay?” She stated and you slowly nodded your head, not wanting anymore spankings. “Good girl.” She whispered softly as she kissed your forehead softly which made you pout and slightly whine.

You pointed to your lips and she chuckled. She lent down and gave you a long peck on your lips which made you smile. “Come on my princess.” She said lifting you and putting you into the tub. Rhea started to wash your hair and then started to clean your body and soon enough you were done. “Mommy cans I plays wif my toys nows?” You asked her, hoping that she would say yes. “Hmmm I guess you can little one. While you play I’ll go get your pjs.” She said you thanked her and started playing with the bubbles and your toys.

A few moments later your mommy got your pjs ready on the bed along with the cream to help with the redness on your butt. She came back into the bathroom and saw you playing which melted her heart. “It’s time to get out princess.” She said as she lifted you up in her arms and immediately got out a warm towel for you to wrap up in. You laid your head on her shoulder and started yawning as she held you in her arms while she was putting the cream on your butt. After she was finished she helped you put on her shirt she lets you wear and a diaper in case you had an accident.

“We are going to talk about your behavior tomorrow okay? What you did today was not okay sweetheart.” She said with a disappointing voice which made you sad. You nodded your head in understanding and got underneath the covers. Your mommy joined you and you immediately cuddled into her which made her smile and pull you closer to her. “Mommy loves you koala.” She said softly as she rubs your back as you start to fall asleep. “I wuv chu too mommy.” You said before you were out like a light. “And I love you most.”

A/n: I hope the anon and the rest of y’all enjoy it! And anon thank you for your kind words and the great request! You guys never bother me :) remember that my requests are still opened and to stay hydrated and to rest. I love y’all! Also I’m so sad about Rhea losing her title. I haven’t stopped crying since :(

[stuckysbaby1938]

Thunderstorms

Summary: thunderstorms in the middle of the night are scary.

Warnings: fluff, reader cries, very very brief mention of punishment, reader being scared, bucky being the most comforting daddy ever

Word count: 1232

Notes: Bucky=daddy Steve=dada

written on my phone

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"Why can't I sleep with you and daddy?" You stare up at Steve as he tucks you in. "Because daddy and I don't want to wake you up early when we get up." Steve kissed your forehead. "Do you want a story?" You nodded. "Wan daddy to read." You point to where Steve isn't sitting. "I'll go get him then." Steve chucked before getting up to go find Bucky. Bucky had just gotten out of the shower when she found him. "The princess wants you to read her a story before she goes to bed." Bucky smiled as he grabs his boxers. "Tell her I'll be there in a minute." Steve nodded and went back to you.

When he got to your room, you weren't in bed. Steve sighed and went to your usual hiding spot in your closet to find it empty. "Sweetheart, it's bedtime. Not play time." Steve heard a rustle from your play tent and smirked. "I guess my baby left and now I have no one to cuddle." You instantly got out and ran to Steve. "No! No! I right here!" You didn't want your dada cuddling anybody else but you or daddy. Steve picked you up and took you back to your bed. "Dada?" You spoke quietly. "Yes, angel?" Steve looked down at you. "Will you lay with me." Steve smiled and laid beside you, pulling you close. "Cuddling without me?" Bucky came in with a bottle and sat beside you on the bed.

You quickly curled into his arms so he could feed you the bottle. "There ya go, sweet girl. Just needed daddy." You look up into his eyes to find him staring down at you. "You still want that story, pretty baby?" You nodded as best as you could with the bottle in your mouth. "Alright, what are we doing tonight?" He sat the empty bottle on your nightstand. "Wuv you to moon n back!" Bucky chuckled and grabbed the book while Steve snuggled into your other side.

He sat your between the two of them with your stuffed dinosaur, Franklin, as Bucky started to read. "I love our time together as we start each happy day. I love our bath time silliness, the way we splash and play," You felt your eyes grow heavy as you cuddle into Bucky's side. Steve noticed you started to suck the tip of your thumb so he reached over and grabbed your paci, slipping it between your lips. "We'll climb the highest mountaintops, hold tight and you won't fall." You didn't hear much after that.

"I love you to the moon and stars, my precious little one." Bucky smiled down at you. He gently pulled the duvet over you before kissing your forehead. "Good night, doll. I love you." Bucky stepped back so Steve could say good night as well. "Good night, babygirl. I love you. Sleep tight." Steve kissed your cheek. They turned on your nightlight and gently closed your door. They stayed up for a little while, mostly cleaning up before they went to bed themselves. "Night, punk." "Night, jerk." They shared a small kiss before falling asleep.

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You jolted awake after hearing a loud bang come from outside. You ran over to your window to see what it was. You couldn't see much from how hard it was raining but you did see a bright flash before hearing another bang.

You yelp and run back to your bed and hide under the covers. You have always hated thunderstorms. They are too loud. You peek out to look at the clock.

2:56 AM in big red letters

The red means you can't leave your room because it's to early. You clutch Franklin to your chest and try to calm down. You glance at the clock again, still seeing the red numbers. Should you risk punishment to go get your daddies? A loud clap of thunder made you sum up your decision. You got out of bed, grabbed Franklin and your paci, and carefully opened your door. The hallway was dark, which only scared you more. You hurry to your daddies bedroom, quietly twisting the door knob. You saw them both fast asleep. You tiptoe to the edge of their bed, only to be stopped by Bucky's voice. "What are you doing up, princess?"

"Got scared daddy." You walk around to his side of the bed. "C'mon, back to bed." He picks you up and starts walking you back to your room. He lays you down in your bed and kissed your forehead. "Get some sleep, sweets." He whispers. "But daddy I-" He shushes you. "Go back to sleep, honey. It's to early." He tucks you in and leaves. You close your eyes and try to sleep but the thunder just gets louder. You start to cry. You get up again and go to get Bucky. "Honey, I told you to go back to bed."

"But daddy-" he cuts you off again. "No, baby, it's to early. Go back to bed, now." You were about to argue more when the thunder started again, making you cry more. Bucky stood up and walked over to you. He gently picked you up and walked out of his room. "Shhh, it's okay. It's just thunder, princess. It's okay." He started walk you around the hall, trying to let Steve sleep. "How about a bottle?" You nodded.

He walked downstairs and started to fix your bottle. The thunder sounded closer this time, making you start to shake. "You're okay, honey. Daddy's right here." Bucky started to rock you while your milk was heating up. "'S scary, daddy." You whimper. "I know it is, doll, but its just thunder. It can't hurt you." Bucky placed the lid on your bottle and went to sit on the couch. "Like Thor?" Bucky nodded. "Exactly like Thor. He's just making sure you know he's watch over you from Asgard." You gasped.

You had never thought of that before. Thor was one of your favorite of your daddies' friends. He was the most fun. One time he took you to the water park and you got to skip all the lines!

"'S just Thor?" Bucky nodded while slipping the tip of the bottle between your lips. "It's just Thor. There's nothing to be scared of." Your eyes started to feel heavy again. The sounds of thunder now somewhat comforting. The rain against the roof singing a pleasant lullaby, lulling you into a peaceful sleep. Bucky took the bottle away and replaced it with a paci that they kept on the side table, just in case. He stood up and carried you upstairs. He was going to put you in your bed, but you looked so comfortable against his chest that he just took you back to his room. He laid you in the center of the bed and got in beside you.

He got settle by your side and reached over to hold onto Steve's hand. "Everything okay?" Steve whispered. Bucky looked at the two of you with a bright smile. "Everything is perfect." Steve nodded and went back to sleep.

"Perfect."

[sissy-tyler]

Hello, mommies, and welcome back to another episode of our “Sissy Re-education and Training” series, brought to you by the Sissy-corp! I’m your resident mommy, Yvonne, and the lovely girl next to me is Little Sissy Tiffany. Say “hello” little Tiffy.

“Hewwo evwybody!”

Little Tiffy is in our care at the Sissy-corp facilities because she just couldn’t make it as a man, or as a loving husband. Infidelity; being rude to his wife; always leaving messes for her to clean up; expecting her to cook every meal for him; the list goes on. He was much less of a man, and much more-so an overgrown baby. So he, or should I say, SHE’S been enrolled in our sissy-maid program.

In this program Tiffy’s been learning how to cook, clean, serve, and effectively pleasure her former wife, now mommy, and any lovers her mommy chooses to have. More importantly, though, Little Tiffy has been learning the ins-and-outs of how to be the bestest, widdle, baby gurwl a mommy could ever ask for! Isn’t that wight, widdle Tiffy?

“I wuv being a good gurwl fow my mommy!”

God, she’s just too adorable. Our training session today is about how to effectively reward your sissy while reinforcing her baby-ish behavior. Tiffany, here, was without a doubt one of our hardest cases to break, thus far, especially when it came to making her use her diapers. But, thanks to our patented “Rewards and Reinforcement” program. Even a stickler, sissy like Tiffany can be turned into the most dutiful, diaper dumper.

When rewarding your sissy, you first want to start off with a reward routine. For Tiffany, we had her on a schedule of getting a reward every 5 messy diapers she made. We kept her on this routine for three weeks, then the fourth week we changed her routine to a reward every 10 messy diapers. Week number 5; we upped it to every 15, then on week 6, every 20. After week 6, her rewards were then shifted to mommy’s discretion, meaning her rewards were completely randomized. This kept Tiffany always wanting to fill her diapers in hopes of the next reward. Tiffy, how many messy diapers have you made since your last reward?

“One….One hundwed and twendy nine.”

Such a good girl, Tiffy, I’m amazed you can even count that high! Now, even though Tiffany’s reward system may seem a little extreme, we do recommend you keep your sissies on very similar regiments. Now, onto how you properly reward your sissy.

To properly reward your sissy, you’ll want to make sure she’s in her Official, “Sissy-corp clitty cage”, and has some form of a buttplug in, the larger, the better. Then, before you’ve put your sissy in her diaper, you’ll want to make sure you’ve attached the electrodes of your “Sissy-Corp Rewards Device” to both her cage and her booty-plug.

Before I start the machine I always love making my sissies get on their hands and knees. I feel it really enforces that submissive mentality, but you can put your sissy in whatever position you feel is best. Then, I start the machine in 3…2…1….aaaaand watch how quickly Tiffany melts!

“UNGH! MOMMY! UNGH! IT FEEWS SO GOOOOOOOOOD!”

Now, at this point, I love grabbing and pulling Tiffany’s hair. Her wife told me she always used to be too rough in the bedroom, so I love returning the favor. Always remember to make your sissy tell you why they’re getting rewarded! Tiffy, why are you getting buzzies today?

“Ungh! B-because I made poopies in my diapuurr wike a g-g-good widdle guuurrll!”

You always wanna make sure you’re reinforcing to your sissy WHY they are getting to make spurties in their diapies. Always remind them, as well, that they are getting to make rewardies INSIDE of their diaper, just like the little baby they are. Speaking of rewardies, Tiffany is due to blow any second here!

“UNGH! MOMMY I MAKING GOO GOO’S! It feews so so goooood!”

Wow, Tiffany, I think that was 45 seconds, a new record for you! I forgot to mention, little Tiffy, here, is also a premature ejaculator. Once again, I’d like to thank you so much for tuning into our Sissy-Corp training session, and I look forward to seeing you again when we show you how to dress your sissy for going out in public. Tiffy has an upcoming date with her mommy to go see….

“Da new Bawbie Movie!”

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[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

How would this babe react when you tell him that one of your younger cousins has a crush on him?

This was so cute to picture!

It was all innocent enough when your second cousin came over, the four year old waving her little chubby hand for you to bend down to whisper to you.

"Im gonna marry Curtis." She loudly whispers in your ear, her little grin getting wider as she giggles about it. You stiffle a giggle too as you glance over at Curtis talking to her parents, sharing in a laugh at whatever they were talking about. "I wuvs him."

You give a nod of understanding, cause Curtis was easy to love, you sure did. You found her crush wildly cute as she flung her hands to cover her mouth in another giggle. "I bet he will dance with you, do you want me to go ask him."

"Okay!" she said with a little excited hop, unable to contain her excitment. You make your way over, hooking your arm in Curtis's.

"I need to steal him away, just a moment." You excused him, the two of you wandering away for a more private moment. His attention turned towards you, a moment of question flickering in his features.

"Everything okay Honey?" His hand shifted from your arm to wrap around your waist, tucking you in close against him. You swayed in his arms till you were facing him, your grin wide.

"Someone has a crush on you." Your tone was a sing-song play, making his dark brows shoot up wide in surprise, clearly not expecting you to say that. "The littlest here wants to marry you."

Curtis's features softened once it clicked, a bit of a smirk playing as he grasped your chin and tilted you up towards him to give an affectionate press of his lips to yours. "Did you tell her I'm already taken Honey?"

"No, I didn't have it in me to break her little heart. Her crush is so cute." You wrap your arms around him and press in closer, letting him engulf you in a hug, your head lying on his chest. "But can you give her a dance?"

"I think I could do that." He chuckled, letting you go and he was quick to snag a flower off one of the table displays, making his way over to where your little cousin was sneaking glances at him, from her party table, forcing herself to play with a few toys her parents brought her.

You watched as Curtis squatted down to be more eye level with her, whatever he said had her pushing off her chair to a stand and letting him tuck the flower behind her ear. Her hand reached for his and he led her off to the dance floor. Their little dance didn't stick to the beat of the song, but that didn't matter, it was obvious the little girl was having the best time.

After a while she took off to go play with some of the other kids and Curtis wandered back over to where you had been watching them, tilting his head to you for you to join him in a slow song. When you did, you swayed at the slow rhythm. "You looked like you had fun."

"I did, reminds me of Soph at that age. She did tell me she was marrying me." He laughed softly.

You hid your own laughter in his chest, your shoulders shaking at how stuck on marrying Curtis your littlest cousin was. "What did you say?"

"I told her that I already met my wife, but I would always dance with her whenever she wanted and she seemed to accept that as a good alternative."

[nymphoheretic]

Summary: In which you enter a Halloween costume contest and catch the eye of a certain devil.

Warnings: edging, thigh riding, use of the nickname “Angel”, fem!reader, creampie, Incubus Kyoujuro, alcohol consumption, smoking(mentioned once), biting, marking, begging, oral (both recieving), squirting, size kink, cum eating

Word Count: 5.8K

Pairing: Rengoku Kyoujuro x Fem!Reader(nymph-coded, but still x reader)

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You tugged at the short white dress of the costume you wore for Mitsuri’s Halloween party. Your best friend always threw the best parties in all of Japan and her costume parties were no different. But her roommate Shinobu was a bit more strict and did a costume check and if you didn’t pass her vibe check you would be turned away. You had decided to be an Angel.

You dressed in a short white dress that ruffled up at the end to remseble at toga, golden gladiator sandals, a halo that you rigid up on a headband, and to top it all off you made a pair of shimmering wings that were mechanized to move if you pressed a button.You wanted to win this year. You always came in second place.

Walking up the steps to Mitsuri’s place,you knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. It took a while since the music was so loud, but your pink haired best friend soon opened the door with a wide smile on her face. She was dressed as a water nymph, her long pink and green ombre hair left to cascade down her back like a waterfall. 

“Sweetheart! You made it!” She squealed happily before stepping out to hug you tightly. “And you look so hot.” She winked as she led you inside for Shinobu’s expectations.

You caught sight of the young woman, her purple eyes scanning over someone with long red-tipped blonde hair he had tied up into a ponytail, thin, black leather wings sewn into the material of his black vest that fluttered every now and then. Long elegantly curved horns seemed to grow from his scalp as you could not detect a headband.’His costume is really good, but mine is better.’ you thought as you followed Mitsuri over to the dark-haired woman dressed as a butterfly queen, shimmering wings floating behind her as she wore a sleek green dress.

Shinobu nodded her head, signing off on the young man and letting him through the roped off area and into the party. Her violet eyes landed on you and a warm smile spread over her lips. “Glad you could make it, darling.” Her eyes turned calculating as she scanned over your costume. You pressed the hidden button, making your wings unfurl and flutter gently against your back. Shinobu tapped her pen against her lip before her smile turned warm again. “You may enter.”

You rushed over to hug Shinobu tightly, laughing with her as You did so. You knew she was going to let you inside regardless, but she had to keep up her formality. You waited for her to open the roped off area and walked inside the party with Mitsuri. You were immediately surrounded by the vibrating music and flashing lights. You glanced over to your friend and found her talking to some black-haired guy with two different colred eyes. “Mitsuri!” you yelled over the music, but she couldn’t hear you. You sighed and decided you needed a drink to lossen up some. You were being too stiff.

Walking over to the mini bar, you ordered a coke and Gin. After paying for your drink, you nursed it while trying to let the music slowly overtake your body. The alcohol was making its course through your body. You started dancing a little more, your short dress riding up your  thighs as you moved your hips to beat. You smiled when someone walked behind you and grabbed your hips leaning in to whisper if they could dance with you. You turned around and saw that it was the man who entered before you, his horns gleaming in the strobe lights. 

You smiled. He was devilishly handsome with long blond hair that was tipped with red and eyes that were the color of flames. “Sure.” you said as you continued to sway your body to the music.

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Kyoujuro sat down at the table in the corner of the room, his eyes scanning over his potential victims. He was staring and needed to replenish his energy before he was sent back to the demon realm. His wings fluttered agitatedly as he growled at the lack of tasty looking energies. None of them looked like they would satisfy him for long. He leaned back into the cushioned couch, tossing his arms over the back of it. He flicked his hand and his packet of smokes flew into his palm.

As he lit and took a drag of the magical energy that he’s been using to sustain himself. He growled low in his chest. He was going to be forced back to the relam soon if he didn't find a suitable source of energy. He crushed the remainer of the cigar in his hand, making the packet fade back into nothing. He needed a drink. Maybe that would help calm him down.

 As he walked to the mini bar, he felt it. An immense amount of energy. Enough to satisfy by just being near it. He glanced over in the direction and nearly hissed. It was an Angel. No? He narrowed his eyes and took a better look at your energy. It was just a costume with wings that are rigged to move.

A smile slowly spread over his face as he watched you order a drink. He did the same, “Whiskey on the rocks.” He slid the bartender a ten before taking a seat where he could keep an eye on his little Angel. Kyoujuro was mesmerized by the way you slowly let the alcohol take over, swaying your body to the beats of the music. 

You were intoxicating to watch as you danced. He noticed that all eyes were on you as you moved your hips seductively to the music, your drink’s straw nestled between your pretty lips. He made up his mind. He was feeding from you tonight no matter what. Swirling his drink in front of him, the ice clinking in the glass, he continued to watch you slowly becoming more open and willing as the alcohol corsed through your system.

Kyoujuro tipped the rest of his whiskey back, the burn barely affecting him as he kept his gaze on his prey. Slowly he moved over to you , nearly ripping the arm of another man who dared to try to approach you. He placed his hands on your hips and pulled you flush against his front. He leaned in to whisper seductively in your ear, “Care to dance with me, Angel?” 

When you looked back at him, he was intraced by your eyes as you scanned over his. He gave you one of his charming smiles and when you nodded and gave your consent he held onto your hips more tightly and began to sway with you.

He was slowly becoming drunk on your scent and the addicite taste of your energy. It was so potent that he could taste it in the air around you. You must have a lot of desires. Desire he will happily oblige in with you once he swoons you into his bed. He danced with you for a few songs, the intoxicating smell of your growing arousal making his mouth water. You wanted him and he most definitely wanted you . Spinning you around, so that you faced him, he stared into your eyes. “You’re beautiful, Angel.”

A light giggle left you when this handsome stranger called you beautiful. He was the beautiful one with hair that looked to be spun from gold and dipped in rubies that he had pulled into a high ponytail. His eyes were like fire, a mysterious mixture of gold and red; he looked like he was built by the gods. The only blemish he had was an angry looking scar over his left eye. “You’re not too bad looking yourself, Devil.”

Kyoujuro cracked a smile as he slowly ran his hands over your soft curves, pulling you closer to his body. “Actually I’m an Incubus.” He corrected, although he knew you were referring to his “costume”. You were going to be his no matter what tonight. Leaning in he brushed his lips over your earlobe, “Why don’t you let me buy you another drink, little fireball?” he purred out the nickname as his hands wandered to your ass, giving it a light squeeze.

You  gasped at his boldness, but found it very sexy. The gin from earlier was already making you feel more bold so you smiled and nodded. “If you insist.” You  grabbed his hand and pulled him off the dance floor and back to the mini bar.

You  ordered another coke and Gin, smiling as you  thanked the bartender when he handed you the glass. You  sipped at my drink, enjoying the slow burn and warmth that spread throughout your body from it. You watched him order whiskey on the rocks and he placed his hand on your lower back to lead you over to a more secluded area. “So are you going to tell me your name?”

A grin curled at his lips as he took a sip from his glass. “If I tell you, you’d be screaming all night.” he said with a flirty wink, spreading just a bit of his magic in the air. Not enough that you wouldn’t be able to consent to the ordeal, but enough to bring your own true desires out.

A soft giggle left you at his flirty joke. He was so damn handsome. You weren't expecting someone so good looking to be here. You  took another sip of your drink, the toxins fueling your next words, “And what if I want to scream it. Ever think about that, Mr. Incubus?” you teased as you  placed your hand on his knee. you’ve never been this bold before and you liked it. Yo squeaked when the mysterious man suddenly reached for you and pulled you down into his lap, your thighs straddling his hips.

Kyoujuro looked up at the angel straddling him, a seductive smile nestled on his lips. “Be careful there, Angel. I’ll eat you alive.” His large, calloused hands gripped at your soft thighs, thumbs rubbing circles into the flesh. He smiled when you leaned in and placed your forehead on his, lips mere inches from his.

“Is that a promise?” you inquired playfully, your hands sliding into his hair, the soft strands tickling the webs of your fingers. “Or a threat?” you closed the distance bewteen you two and connected your lips to his.

You felt drunk on him and you  knew that you weren’t that intoxicated. You could handle your liquor. Why were you so attracted to his man? You felt his hands creep from around your thighs to rest on your ass, which he gave a firm squeeze. Your dress had ridden up and was barely covering your panties as you grinded down on him.

He grabbed your hips and shifted you until you were straddling one of his thighs. “Ride my thigh, Angel. I want to see you come updone without me touching you.” He rocked you on his muscular thigh, bouncing his leg slightly to rub against your clothed clit. 

Kyoujuro kissed you again, swallowing your cries as his tongue stroked over yours. He wanted to feel your arousal drench his pants leg, to smell it on his clothing before he tasted of you. One of his hands found its way to the back of your neck and he yanked your head back to deepen his kiss. You were addictive and he wanted more.

You moaned into his mouth as you rubbed yourself down deeper on his thigh, your sensitive clit being stimulated by your clothing. Yor dripping hole clenched around nothing as it began drooling. “Ah, fuck...” you whined, hating that you didn’t know his name yet: Here you were; riding some stranger’s thigh at a Halloween party. Your hands clenched into the material of his vest. “Y-your name...please?” you pleaded, your walls clenching and unclenching, spasming wildly. “N-need to know your name.”

Kyoujuro pulled you down deeper onto his thigh, feeling your slick seep into his pants as he bounced his leg and made you grind down. His lips trailed over your jaw to your neck, where he sucked a mark there. He heard your pleas for his name and smirked against your flesh. “Kyoujuro.” He purred against your neck, nipping at the skin with sharpened canines.

“Kyou...juro...” You moaned out, testing his name out on your tongue and liking the way it felt. “Fuck...I’m going to cum.” you whined as you moved your hips, humping against his musclar thigh. You reached for him and grabbed the back of his head, pressing his face into your chest. “Ahn~ Feels so good, Kyou.” your body shuddered with the first onslaught of your orgasm.

He could not hold back anymore; hearing his name fall from your lips in such a lewd voice was such a turn on. Kyoujuro wrapped his arms around your body and lifted you up. He then speed walked over to one of the many empty rooms of the building. “You’re mine tonight, Angel.” He pulled the dress off yorur body, the wings falling off as he did so. 

Deciding he liked seeing your legs wrapped up in those sexy gold gladiator heels, he left them on. “You’re so sexy, little one.” He breathed in the heady scent of your arousal and was hooked on it. You were the one. The one he could feed off of for the rest of his existence.

You looked into his mesmerizing eyes as you pulled at his clothing, wanting him to be just as bare as you. “Clothes off now.” you demanded, you wanted to see his body so badly. 

Kyoujuro quickly willed away his wings as he pulled off his vest and red button down before attaching his lips back to yours in a fevered kiss. His tongue licked at your mouth, sliding past your lips to languish stroke with your wet cavern. His hands moved up to cup your breasts, weighing them in his palms. 

He pinched at your nipples until they hardened under his touches. Swallowing each and every one of your moans, one hand trailed down your soft stomach down to the apex of your thighs. “Already so wet for me, my sweet.” He purred as his index finger swiped over the front of your covered pussy.

You tossed your head back against the pillow as he played with your body. Fuck, his hands felt so good. You stole a peek at his body and your mouth watered. Not only was he drop dead handsome, his body was like the god scuplted it from the finest of marble. “Holy shit...” you whispered, your thighs clenched together at the sight in front of you. “Fuck...you look so good.” you whined when he leaned in and licked a line down your neck. “Kyoujuro...”

His tongue followed the path down your neck to your heaving chest as he swiped his finger over your panty clad cunt once more. “What do you want me to do?” He asked against your skin, hit tongue lapping at the salty flesh as he spoke. He wanted to hear you beg and whine some more for his touch. It would make your energy taste even sweeter when he consumed it knowing that you truly wanted this. He nudged your clit through your panties as he spoke his next words. “Tell me how much you want me. How much you want my fingers, my cock inside you.”

“Please?” you pleaded, arching your back and wrapped your legs around his waist. You were not too shy to beg for what you wanted and you wanted him. You needed him to touch you. To fuck you so good that you would be ruined for anyone else. “I want you to touch my pussy. I need to feel your fingers so deep inside me and to make me cum.” you wrapped your arms around his neck, treading your fingers in his hair once more. “Then I need you to use that big dick of yours to fuck me stupid. I wanna be so cockdrunk on you, Kyoujuro.”

Kyoujuro was pleastantly surprised at your lack of shyness. You truely were going to be a feast and he was going to partake in it. “Your wish is my command, Angel.” He slid your panties to the side and pushed two, thick fingers inside your warm, velvety walls. Fuck...you were so wet and all just for him. He pulled his fingers out, your slick clinging to them as he sucked them into his mouth. “Umai...” he said, rolling his tongue over his long digits. You tasted so sweet. He wanted to taste it directly from the source.

You let out a whimper when Kyoujuro slid down your body until his face was level with your core. You sat up slightly to watch as he slipped his tongue out and licked up your pussy lips. You tossed your head back and let out a shuddering gasp, your  hands flying to his ponytail to keep him in place. You slowly began to grind your hips against the force of his tongue. “Yes....” You hissed out, loving the way his mouth felt on you. “Just like that Kyou. Oh fuck...”

“Such a filfy mouth for an Angel.” Kyoujuro chucked against your folds, sending vibrations straight to yourr clit. His tongue moved up to lash at that sensitive nub, teasing it with quick licks. His fingers pushed back inside your clenching insides and he scissored them, stretching you out in preparation for his cock. 

He could not wait to be inisde you, wrecking your insides, but he wanted, no, needed for you to cum on his tongue. He wanted to taste your sweet honey as it coated his tongue. His hand slapped softly at your thighs, urging you to let him taste more of you.

Your hands slid up from the base of his ponytail to touch at the horns that curled at his head. I traced my fingers over that hard exterior before going back into his soft hair. You pulled the hairtie out of his ponytail to let the crimson tipped locks fall down his back and face. Your back arched off the bed once more as his tongue teased at your clit again. “Oh fuck.” you keened, “Just like that.” Your thighs started trembling as your clit throbbed, pulsing almost as your oragsm neared. ”I'm going to cum soon. Oh please, Kyou?”

Kyoujuro decided he liked the way you begged so earnestly for him. He pulled back and gathered saliva in his mouth and spat on your clit before using two fingers to thrust inisde you. The lewd noises your pussy made brought a smile to his face as he watched every expression that crossed yours. 

“You want me to fuck you, my pretty Angel?” He asked sweetly, his actions betraying his tone of voice. His fingers twisted and curled while inside of you, stroking over that rigged patch of flesh. “Tell me how badly you want my cock?” his tonuge flicked over your sentisitve button again before his lips closed over it and gave it a harsh suck.

You panted as he edged you closer to your orgasm. “Please, Kyoujuro!” you nearly yelled, not caring if anyone would hear you. Not like they would, the music from the party was already so loud. “Please fuck me. I need you to fuck me. I need to be fucked stupid by you, please?” You wailed as your orgasm shook through your body, leaving you in hot streams of warm liquid, spraying over his chin and pooling under you.

 “More...” you whined. “I need more, please?” Your words were slowly becoming more slurred as you felt drunk on him. You’ve never had an orgasm that intense before. Never has a man made you squirt before. He truly is a devil.

Kyoujuro greedily drank every drop you had to offer, not wanting to let a single drop of your sweet nectar go to waste. He grinned as he licked his lips clean of your juices and removed his slick coated fingers, a string of it still connecting his digits to your clenching hole. He slid his tongue out and sucked his fingers into his mouth. 

He hummed as your flavor exploded over his taste buds once more. “Umai.” he said simply, gazing down at her as he undid his belt. Sliding the leather out of his belt loops, he tied it around yourr wrists gently so as to not cut off your circulation. “Shh, my angel.” He kissed your lips once more. “I’ll release you once I’ve had my fun.”

You whined softly when he bound your hands with his belt. You wanted to touch him too. “Kyou, please,” you said, pulling at the leather makeshift cuffs. “I want to be able to Ah~” Your words were cut off when he slid his pants down, freeing his large dick. The wet tip slapped against his stomach, leaking delicious pre-cum. 

He pulled your head down onto his cock and you knew why he bound my hands now. He wanted to feel only your throat around him. You smirked, wrapping your lips more securely around his thick length. You bobbed your head up and down on him, feeling the bulbous tip reach the back of your throat. You relaxed your throat muscles to let him slide in even deeper and then you hummed.

“Fuck!” Kyoujuro cursed. This little Angel was fucking filthy. He almost thoguht you were a succubus in disguise, but your delicious sexual engery told him differently. He was feeling his powers grow stronger with each time you came. His hands caressed your face as you sucked down his cock so earnestly, so greedily. “Fuck little one. You’re trying to suck me dry.” His dick twitched when you hummed and he reached under you and pinched a hardened nipple, rolling it in his fingers. 

You let out a small squeal when he pinched at your sensitive nipples, but didn't falter in your task. You wanted him to cum. You needed to taste him. You released him with a pop before running your tongue over the sensitive tip. You were able to manuver your hands to grip his cock and rubbed the shaft, trying to force an orgasm out of him onto your open tougue. “Please? Cum in my mouth, Kyoujuro. I want to taste you.”

Who was he to deny such a request from his beautiful angel? Kyoujuro felt his balls tighten up when he felt your pretty mouth wrap back around the head of his dick and gave it a tender suck. “Ugh, fuck, you little fireball. You want me cum that badly?” At your soft nod as you ran your tongue over the underside of his heavy cock, he grabbed the sides of your head and pulled you down until your nose was flushed with his pelvis. “Then take it. Take all of it and don’t spill a drop.”

You nearly gagged when the first thick ropes of cum hit the back of your throat, quickly filling your mouth, but you greedily swallowed all he had to offer. His taste was addicting; almost sweet tasting with a hint of saltiness. You wanted more. You craved it. You suckled his cock for more, lapping at the tip for any remaining drops that lingered. You pulled back, releasing his dick with another pop and looked at him with pleading eyes and held out your wrists.

Kyoujuro cracked a smile. You were becoming his greedily little cockdrunk angel. And he hasn’t even used that much of his powers; these were your own desires for him. He reached for the belt and pulled it away from your arms. Once you were free, the incubus pulled you into his lap, kissing you deeply. 

“You’re mine, Angel. Mine to claim. Mine to fuck. Mine forever. Got it?” At your eager nod, Kyoujuro lined his cock up with your drooling hole. “So wet and eager for me, little one.” He grabbed hold of your hips and slowly eased you down on his thick length, splitting you open on his cock.

Your head fell backwards as he stretched you out so nicely. The burn felt so damn good as you took him inside. It was almost too much for you to handle, but you’d be damned if you asked him to pull it out. It felt so damn good. The mind numbing pleasure was so good. “Fuuck.” you whined, when this thick tip pressed tightly against my cervix and he wasn’t even in all the way. “You’re so big, Kyoujuro...It won’t fit.”

A smile cracked at his lips as he wrapped his hand around the back of your neck. “Yes...” he hissed out, pulling your hips down. “It will fit. I’ll make it fit, pretty angel.” He thrust his hips up into yours, sheathing the last few inches of his cock within you, your back arched deeply and pressing your breasts against his chest. 

“See?” He cooed, petting your back and slowly grinding his hips into yours to let her get used to his size. He kissed away any tears that dripped down your face. “There. There.” He cooed, giving you a small thrust and causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot down your spine. “You said you wanted my cock. That you wanted me to fuck you and leave you so cockdrunk, right?” Then, the incubus leaned in to nibble on your ear, his fangs sliding down as he slowly shifted into his true form.

You  whine out a gasp as his hands wrapped around your hips slightly as he thrust up into you. He was too big, it almost hurt to have the fat tip bruising your cervix; bullying it. Tears fell down your face, which he promptly kissed away with such tenderness, like he knew he was stretching you out to the point where it nearly hurt. 

You tried to relax your tensed muscles, breathing in your nose and out your mouth. You placed your hands on his shoulders for leverage and slowly began to bounce on his lap. Sparks of pleasure lit up your body as you slowly became accustomed to his size. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you took your own pleasure from him, his hands resting on your hips as a guide. “F-fuck...K-Kyou...so full.” you babbled.

“Hmm...” he hummed as he lowered his head, hair falling over his shoulder as his markings slowly appeared on his face, neck, chest and arms. The beautiful swirls of red painted his skin in intricate markings of the incubi. His wings materialized on his back and a thin red tail swished behind him like a whip. Fuck, you were so addicitive and all his. He was not going to let you slip through his grasp. “Fuck...your pussy is so good, baby. So good for me. Squeezing me so tightly.”

You didn’t notice Kyoujuro’s transformation, you were too busy taking your own pleasure from his cock. Your needy, clenching cunt demanded it. You bounced faster as you could feel your release nearing. “Oh my gods, Kyou. Gonna cum. Fuck, right there. Right there. Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop.” Your back arched as your thighs burned from the overuse, but you didn’t stop. You were so close, you could almost taste it. You wrapped your arms around his neck and bit down on his shoulder as you continued to stroke your pussy over his dick, using it for your own pleasure.

The incbus let out a low growl when your dull teeth embedded in his shoulder as he sped up his thrust, bucking into your tight little hole. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He groaned out. Kyoujuro needed you to cum one more time for him. Then he‘d gladly fill your cute little pussy full of his cum. 

He reached down and pressed his thumb against your clit, rubbing fast circles over. “Cum for me, Angel. Come for your devil.” Even though he was an incubus, calling himself a devil seemed to fit more. The demon felt your velvety walls begin to spasm around his length, fluttering so beautifully. He bounced you harder, aiding your orgasm as he bit into the jucntion of your neck and shoulder, being mindful of his fangs. He didn’t want to mark you as his without your explicit permission. 

You panted as your orgasm hit you, washing over your trembling body and leaving in another spray of hot liquid. You removed your teeth from his flesh and pulled away from his shoulder. A gasp left you as you stared at the most beautiful creature you’ve ever seen.”Kyou...” you whispered. “Is this what you really look like?” you arched your brow as your body felt sluggish from experiencing your fourth orgasm that night. You watched as he blinked before shifting back into his more human form, his curved horns remaining.

Kyoujuro did not know his true form had come out. You must truly be the best lay he’s ever had if it made his disguise fall apart. “Does it scare you, Angel? That I'm really a devil in disguise?” He waited for your answer; waited for you to climb off his lap. Kyoujuro has already gained a significant amount of energy from you. Enough to sustain his form for many months, but he wanted you and only you. But if you did not want him, he would wipe your memories and let you go.

Leaning in, you placed your lips on his, kissing him softly. “You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had. I’d be stupid to not want you.” you said, pulling his head down to your breasts by his horns. “Now finish what you started, my demon.” you sighed when he flashed you a fanged grin before pushing you down on your back. 

You let out a whine when he pushed your legs up on his shoulders before leaning down to lock you in his hold. The tip of his cock brushed against your entrance teasingly as he placed his lips on mine. “Kyou, please. Don't tease me.” you moaned, wiggling your legs uselessly.

He dipped the tip inside for a few moments before pulling back. “Tell me you’re mine.” Kyoujuro said. He needed to hear that you wanted to be his. The only being he could ever feed from. To be his forever. “Tell me that I’m the only one who can feed off of your energy, please, Angel.”

You leaned your head up and kissed his lips. “You’re the only one I want to feed from me, Kyou.” you grinned at him. “Now fuck me stupid.”

Kyoujuro grinned down at you, his cock twitched at your words. The same time he pressed his lips back down on you, he pushed the fat head of his dick insde your welcoming folds. He quickly set a steady pace, his hips pumping in and out. The tip of his length pressing against your cervix, bruising and bullying it, and making your insides melt around his cock. You felt so good wrapped so tighly around him that he couldn’t stop himself from wanting to spill his seeds inside of you.

Your moans echoed through the room as the wet sound of your fucking mixed with them. The lewd noises your bodies made was so erotic as they bounced off the walls. You could feel your body let out a little bit of liquid with every thrust Kyoujuro pumped into you, helping him slide even deeper inside.  

You opened your mouth in a series of moans and broken bits of his name, ignoring the burn in your lower back from the mating press you were in. The stretch felt so good and to know that you would be the only one to have this thrilled you; you felt a sense of satisfaction. No one else gets his cock. It was for your pussy only.

“Fuck, little one.” He cursed, his heavy balls slapping against your ass with each hard thrust. “I'm going to cum.” He kissed you slowly, tenderly as his tongue stroked languidly over yours. “Can, I do it inside?” he asked, his dick throbbing, begging to be released inside your womb. “Please angel, let me fuck you good and cum inside.” He felt your walls constrict around him, fluttering and pulsing as your orgasm neared. “Angel...my cute little Fireball. Say yes. And let me claim you as mine.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his face into the junction of your neck and shoulder. “Make me yours Kyou. Cum inside and make yours.” No sooner than you spoke those words, sharp fangs embedded into your shoulder and I came hard from the bite. 

Hot liquid gushed out of you and soaked his lower abdomen and dripped down your thighs to pool under your ass. Your body immediately went limp as your fifth orgasm of the night left tiny aftershocks in your body as Kyoujuro continuously pumped within you until his hips locked.

Thick, white ropes painted your insides as he bit down on your shoulder, marking you as his for as long as you lived. He partook in your orgasmic energy, getiing drunk off the power of it. He carefully pulled his fangs out of the wound, sealing it with the tip of his tongue. He watched as the puncture wounds shifted into a flame-like symbol and a smile tipped at his lips. You were his and his alone. 

He gave a few gentle thrusts, feeling the mixture of his and your cum gush out of your cute little cunt. “You’re mine.” He kissed your sweaty forehead. “Mine forever.” He let your legs down as he slid out of your sweet, warm walls. He used his fingers to push his seed back inside when it leaked out. “Let’s put that back where that belongs.” He smirked when you let out a short moan as he pushed his fingers in deep. 

“Kyou...” you cooed. “Cuddle me, please?” Your neck burned a little and your body was drained. You had no energy left. You wanted to be held.

Kyoujuro chuckled as he scooped his little angel up into his arms and held you to his chest as he turned back the covers of the bed. Once he laid you both down, he covered you and pressed soft kisses to your face. “I’m never letting you go, my cute little Angel.”

“I think I prefer the nickname Fireball more.” you yawned. “I'm not always an angel.” Your eyes closed for a second before they snapped back open. “FUCK! The contest!”

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[derangedanomaly]

Songs that I listen to while drawing the boys

(super random post- but I just thought I'd share this with ya lol. All of these songs fit them btw)

CHAOS:

Lana Del Rey: Diet Mountain Dew, Trash Magic, I want it all

Asteria: EYES ON ME, WHAT YOU WANT

Melanie Martinez: The Contortionist

6arelyhuman: Faster N Harder

DPR IAN: Don't Go Insane

Laurie Anderson: O Superman (ISTFG THIS FITS HIM SO MUCH)

Slowdive: When The Sun Hits

Lady Gaga: Heavy Metal Lover

Grimes: Genesis

Billie Eilish: What Was I Made For? (THIS ALSO FITS HIM SO MUCH)

Rihanna: Breaking Dishes, Disturbia

T-Pain: Take your shirt off

Chart: HEAVEN SAYS

Adele: Skyfall

Madonna: 4 Minutes

Bambee: Bumblebee

Elvis Presley: Can't help falling in love with you

NIGHTMARE:

Isabel LaRosa: Older

Mitski: Me and My Husband, Your best American Girl

Black Gryph0n: INSANE

Axie: I'M SANE, TERRIBLE THINGS

Insane Clown Posse: Halls Of Illusions

Beetlejuice musical: That Beautiful Sound

Namika: je ne parle pas français

Lana Del Rey: Once Upon A Dream

Dev: Monster

Slipknot: People = Shit

Lydia the Bard: Cover of TOXIC (Sadder and darker)

Heathers, the musical: Meant To Be Yours

Ayesha Erotica: Shitzu, Where you at, Hands Up!

Adele: Million Years Ago

Lady Gaga: Bad Romance

Theory of a Deadman: Bitch came back

ACE:

MCCAFFERTY: BeachBoy

Cigarettes After Sex: Cry, Sunsetz, Crush, Sweet, Apocalypse, K

Mitski: Lonesome Love, First Love / Late Spring

Mindless Self Indulgence: Lights Out

JT Music: Anytime You Smile

Miike Snow: Genghis Khan

Charlie XCX: Speed Drive

Tom Cardy: Red Flags

Connie Francis: Stupid Cupid

Arctic Monkeys: I wanna be yours

Jamie Foxx: Fly Love

Måneskin: GOSSIP

Melanie Martinez: Evil

Beyoncé: Beautiful Liar

Wheatus: Teenage Dirtbag

Queen: Bohemian Rhapsody

J. Cole: She knows

TV Girl: Lovers Rock

BLADE:

Lustra: Scotty Doesn't Know

Rammstein: Sonne

Tally Hall: Two Wuv

Mother Mother: Problems

6arelyhuman: Hands Up!, GMFU

Elvis Presley: Jailhouse Rock

Kreayshawn: Go Hard (La.La.La)

Toy-Box: E.T.

Boygenius: Not Strong Enough

4 Door Theater: Porcelain Face

Britney Manson: FASHION

Psychosticks: I can only count to four

Ryan Gosling: I'm just Ken (he's a fan 😔✋)

Tom Cardy: H.Y.C.Y.BH, Best Friends

Owl City: Good time

Dazey and the Scouts: Wet

TED:

Melanie Martinez: EVIL, Cake

Cavetown: Boys Will Be Bugs, Devil Town

Faouzia: Born Without a Heart

Maddie Zahm: Fat Funny Friend

Soddiken: Hansel

Mitsuki: Abbey

The Dresden Dolls: My Alcoholic Friends

Radiohead: Creep

Sarah Cothran: As The World Caves In

Skillet: Monster

TOOPOOR: Crazy Girls

Lady Gaga: Government Hooker (I just can't help but imagine the man's voice as Ted's- 😭)

6arelyhuman: XOXO

Insane Clown Posse: Halls of Illusion

Why did I actually spend my time doing this? 💀

[v3nusxsky]

Hello! Hope all is well hun! Love your agere stories so much! Was hoping to request one!

Enid goes to Larissa curiously since they haven’t seen teacher reader all morning and skipped morning classes. Reader is in their room and they’ve regressed without realizing after having a rough week. You can put you’re own twist to it

Struggling baby?| Agere

*Authors note~ I didn't know how much I needed this until I started to write it. Thank you for the prompt*

Trigger warnings~ Agere little r momma l

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

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You were the potions teacher at Nevermore Academy, all while dating the one and only Larissa Weems. You had your past, just like everyone else, but your methods of with that were ones you didn't want anyone to know about. You feared they would judge you, after all it was unusual for an adult your age to regress. Well truthfully it shouldn't matter but you knew first hand how cruel people could be.

Larissa was wonderful when she accidentally found out by catching you in your little state. You'd created a potion for that allowed you to look younger giving the regression a more realistic feel for you. It was rare that you used it though, only on particularly stressful slips. You had no care giver which made slipping harder until Larissa found you. She took you under her wing, immediately reassuring you that it was okay and you were safe. She knew your past and if this was how you coped then she would do her best to support you. That was the day your little found your momma.

Larissa hadn't heard from you since you her office this morning, she knew you'd have a busy schedule today so it wasn't too much of a concern. But just before your last lesson before lunch, the blonde, haired blue and pink ends wearwolf, came knocking on her door. "Miss Sinclair shouldn't you be in potions now?" She murmured sparing a quick towards the young girl. "Principal Weems, yes but miss Y/l/n hasn't shown up and I thought you should know. Has class been cancelled?" She pondered.

That was most peculiar. You'd never not attended without informing Larissa and you always had a good reason why. So unfortunately Larissa had no reason to give the young girl. "Take it as a study period Enid, I'll go check on Miss Y/n now. Thank you for letting me know." Larissa informed as she stood in to leave alongside the student.

Larissa quickly made her way to your room, her first port of call. Her mind conjuring up all the possibilities for why you teaching your lessons. How long had you not been at work? What if you were hurt or really sick? But there had been none of your warnings signs for regression so she hadn't thought it would be a possibility until she laid eyes on you.

"Precious girl are you little right now?" She murmured coming in the room to crouch down next to you. There you sat scribbling on some paper in a variety of colours only to look at her with tears in your eyes and nod. "Need be indapendant" you stated as if it was a matter of fact. "Baby, momma is here you don't need to be independent" she reassured opening her arms to you as an invite. "Cuddl?" You whimpered to your momma as she nodded with a smile. She doesn't think you've ever moved quicker than you did now, scrambling to clamber into her lap, nose nuzzled into her neck.

After a few moments there with Larissa stroking through your hair, "momma?" You whispered catching her attention. "Mm precious girl?" She hummed. "I pic you?" You stated happily flying off her lap to grab it and proudly bring it to you. There you proceeded to point and babble of your drawing, a drawing you thought was a very flattering picture of your momma. "That's brilliant pretty girl. Momma is very proud, how about I put it on my desk?" She murmured as you smiled so brightly nodding your head in agreement.

"Wuvs you we gets snack?" You mumbled pointing to your belly. Larissa would do absolutely anything for you, so if you wanted a snack you'd get a snack. She may not know why you've regressed so quickly, clearly you had no clue either, but she'd care for you with just as much love and care as she always did.

Word count~ 749

[poetpony6890]

The twins

When Izzy told Simon she was pregnant, he freaked out. Of course as he always did, he tried to be cool about it, kept himself calm, waited until she went down for a nap, then ran over to Alec’s. Sobbing, panicking.

9 months later, the impending doom took place, and out came two blood covered babes. A girl and a boy. Phoebe and Levi. He watched as Catarina cut their cords, cleaned them, bundled them up, got a cloth for Simon so he could wipe the sticky sweat from Izzys forehead. Finally he got to hold one of them, Phoebe.

As babes do when born, she screamed, sobbed, yearned for her shared womb.

As Simon sat down in the rocking chair, held her in his arms, shushed her softly, her eyes opened. It was the eyes he had been staring into his whole life. The ones he glared at in the mirror, the chestnut glimmered.

“Hi, my baby.” He greeted, her crying subsided, then as she stared back at him, she giggled.

The constant worry he had been feeling for months suddenly cleared it self out in seconds.

Many, Many diapers later, Izzy finally had the chance to go on vacation. Leaving Simon alone with two year olds

Two two year olds. One of which was dealing with an ear infection and the other just plain trouble.

“stop!!” Levi shouts, pushing his twin sister off of him. Causing her to fall and sob dramatically.

“Phebs, if you keep putting your finger in his ear it’s never going to get any better.” Simon states.

“Pffft.” Pheobe blew, passing her empty juice box back to her father, then allowing her self to be picked up.

“Come on, Levi. You can finish your juice box tomorrow.” Simon soothes,grabbing the apple juice and placing it back on the door of the fridge. He then picks up his son and brings them into the bathroom.

“Teeth?” Levi asks, Simon nodded as he ran his Spider-Man toothbrush under the water, then handed it to him. Then his sisters strawberry shortcake one next, handing it to her as well. He then got his own and did the same. He grabbed the watermelon toothpaste and gave both twins a dolop, then his adult toothpaste from the drawer and did his as well. Aiming her toothpaste at her brother, Phoebe was stopped by Simon.

“In your mouth, not on your brother.” He scolded as she plopped it into her gums. Both twins sloppily brushed.

After reading green eggs and ham, the very hungry caterpillar, I love you forever and oh the places you’ll go, Phoebe and Levi were finally slumped out on Simon’s chest.

The thing that had caused Simon to worry the most, was that he wasn’t going to be a good father. No matter how many times his friend and family told him he would be great he never believed it.

He didn’t have a father of his own for very long, he wasn’t sure he knew what to do.

“I love you both.” Simon says as he kisses both twins on their soft foreheads.

“I wuv you too, dada.I no wish other dada, ever.” Levi says as he smiles. Most of that was babble, but Simon got the message, he brushed his hand over his back.His sister wiggled up to play with Simons hair.

“I wanna dragon. I give you to da dragon.” Phoebe declared.

“Oh, alright. I won’t take it personally.” Simon jokes, pulling up the fur blanket to cover them all.

“You should.” Phoebe replies, kissing his forehead before she lays down on his chest for the night.

[asshlyyyy]

Unexpected Guests

I don't want anyone to mention my posting schedule. I know I suck, I am very well aware of that. Things get crazy. You think that everything is worked out and squared away, but... it's just... it's all over the place. Daylight savings really messed with me and I have no idea why. I hope you guys like this old draft I ripped from the beginnings. I think this is based off my headcanons with twins. So, you can go ahead and check that out!

Masterlist

Pairing: Elvis (or Austin!Elvis) x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Spelling and Grammatical errors most likely. Let me know if I missed anything!

Word Count: 1.7k

You loved going to each and every single one of Elvis’ concerts. You tried your very best to be at everyone, but then your twins came along and it got harder to be at them. Of course, you were able to go to the ones he held in Memphis… but outside of state was pretty much a definite no. 

Your twins were the complete opposite. Weirdly enough, one of them took after Elvis and one of them took after yourself. Valeria was much like her daddy. She was very outgoing and loved anyone who gave her any sort of attention. Orson was much like you. You were the quiet shy girl. You preferred to be alone than around people. 

The introvert and the extrovert if you will. You were careful when taking your kids out and around. Especially when you were with Elvis, everyone would crowd Elvis just to get a picture, an autograph, or even a smooch off of him. Valeria, well she was. everywhere. Despite your effects of keeping her face away from the line of paparazzi. Orson was much easier than his sister. He usually kept his face tucked into your neck. 

“Valeria! Where’s your brother!” You called out to your two-year-old. You picked up some of the kid's toys and threw them in the basket next to the couch.

“I don knwoah, mama.” She replied back. You let out a sigh and looked over toward the bookshelf. Orson loved to read, well… he loved to look at the pictures. He was only two after all. If he could read… you would be a tad bit concerned. 

You found him sitting tucked under the small fort you helped him build hours prior. You smiled and picked him up. You placed a sweet soft kiss on his cheek and fixed his hair. “There you are.”

“Hai mama,” he giggled.

“Whatcha got there?” You asked as you looked at the book in his hands. “Woah, are those dinosaurs?”

“Wes!” He nodded with a great big smile on his face. It reminded you of Elvis’ smile. They did look a lot like him. 

“Do you know what sound they make?” You asked as you tickled his stomach a bit.

“Roar!” He gave a great big impression of a dinosaur. You let out a gasp, you were quite impressed with your little loveable boy. 

“Yes!” you giggled lightly and put the book away. You had to get to the venue in an hour. You went over to where Valeria played with her dolls and picked her up.

“Mama noi!” She whined as she reached for her dolls again.

“Come on, we have to get ready. Don’t you want to see daddy perform?” You asked her. She quickly turned to look at you.

“Daddy!?”

“Yes, daddy,” you nodded in agreement. You took the twins up to their room to get them all prepped and dressed. “He has a show that’s in town, and he offered for us to come.”

“I wuv daddy!” She squealed and tried to find the most perfect dress. You smiled at her and felt your heart flare with emotions. “I mush wook pwerfec.”

“And you will,” you told her. You placed Orson down on his bed and went to the closet to help her. You grabbed her favorite white dress and held it out. 

Your daughter’s head tilted to the side. She was contemplating if she actually wanted to wear it or go down another direction. She nodded with a big smile and snatched the dress out of your hands. You shook your head gently at her and got together your son’s outfit. He didn’t care much about what he wore as long as he was comfortable.

You helped Valeria get into her dress and made sure she had the perfect bow to go with it. You set her off to play with the toys in the room and went to get Orson ready. You got him dressed in something similar to what Valeria wore. Yes, you were indeed that mother who made her twins match. You thought it was quite cute.

“How baby?” Orson asked you. You looked down at your bump and rubbed it gently. 

“They’re doing great,” you whispered and kissed the top of Orson’s head. Okay, everything was ready. You had their coats, their headphones, and extra snacks packed… Now all you had to do was get ready yourself. Luckily, you picked out your outfit earlier in the day whilst Elvis was still home.

You went ahead and got changed quickly. You then fixed up your hair and makeup before going back over to the twins. You didn’t like to be away from them too long. Mostly due to the fact that Valeria could get a little bit too out of order. Which turns into stressing out Orson and causing him to cry. It was just best if they weren’t together for long without an adult. 

You were not saying she was a bad kid, she was far from that. She just got frustrated easily. Now, that is something she most definitely got from her father. You weren’t even going to argue on that one. You loved all pieces of Elvis, but his anger was one you wish you could get rid of. 

“All right, who’s ready to see daddy?!” You asked the two excitedly.

“Me!” They both replied. You smiled and helped them put on their coats and shoes. You got them out and into the car before you were on your way. 

It didn’t take long to get to the venue. Mostly because you got a special escort. When Elvis was doing a concert you couldn’t move anywhere. It would take at least an extra forty minutes just to get gas or some groceries. Everyone was trying to get in. Everyone was trying to get a peak of the king himself. 

You parked your car next to Elvis’ and got out. You held a smile on your kiss and grabbed your kids from the back seat. You grabbed your bag and headed over to the back door where you knocked. It wasn’t long before someone answered and led you to where Elvis was. 

“Whoa, who are these little animals?” Elvis spoke as he saw you three walk into his dressing room. 

Valeria gasped loudly, “Daddy!” She squealed and let go of our hand. She ran over to her father and threw her arms around him. Elvis smiled and picked up his daughter and held her close.

“Look at you! This is such a pretty dress, princess.” Elvis smiled and kissed the top of her head.

“I picked it out all by myself.” Your daughter spoke proudly of her lie. You let out a lightly laugh and shook your head. You walked over to the couch and helped your son up on it. You made your way over to Elvis with a smile on your face.

“There’s ma beautiful wife.” Elvis smiled and pulled you close and pressed a kiss to your lips. Your daughter ewed at the sight and covered her eyes.

“Hi Elvis,” you greeted him after you pulled away. 

“Hi.”

You guys spent as much time together before Elvis was pulled away to get on stage. You three stayed backstage and watched him from the sidelines. You made sure that your kids had their headphones on and you three enjoyed his singing. 

You held Orson in your arms and kept a strong hand on Valeria. You knew how she was, and she would take any given moment to run out to her father. There was nothing wrong with loving your dad, it just became an issue when you could trip and fall.

It was about halfway through the show, and Elvis was giving the band an introduction. He loved to make sure that people were getting the proper praise for their incredible playing/ singing. You loved that Elvis did that. It showed that the show wasn’t all about him, but the people who play around him. They are the ones who really make it a show. 

“Mrs. Presley,” someone spoke from behind you. You turned and faced the person, a smile on your face.

“Yes?”

“I just had a few questions regarding Elvis’ upcoming tour dates. We just want to make sure they aren’t on any important dates.” They explained. You nodded and looked at the clipboard they were carrying around. 

“I don’t know if these ones will work. The baby is due around that time. We don’t know if they will be early, on time, or late. We just don’t want to risk it.” You pointed to the dates around your baby’s due date. 

“Right, and so then he won’t be able to perform at least for a month or two afterward?” They doubled checked. You nodded agreeing with their statement.

“That is correct. It’s mainly up to Elvis though. It’s his schedule.” You replied. They nodded and wrote down all the information. You felt a tiny hand leave your own and you turned to see a two-year-old running toward her father.

“Valeria!” You called out after her. Elvis must have heard you 'cause he turned his head and found his daughter all the way towards him.

“Hey hey, looks like we got an unexpected guess.” Elvis smiled and picked up his daughter. “Want to say hi?”

“Hi,” Valeria responded with a giggle. You let out a sigh and made your way over to them to grab Valeria back. 

“This is Valeria,” Elvis introduced her. The audience was awed at his precious daughter. “And here comes my wife and son.” 

Orson had his face pressed against your chest. He took one look at the audience and quickly peered away. He wanted nothing to do with them. You gave Elvis a shower look and took Valeria from him.

“This is my son Orson. He’s very shy. Then of course ma beautiful, beautiful wife.” He gave an introduction to your two. You smiled softly toward the fans and apologized once again.

“How bout we sing a song for ‘em?” Elvis suggested as you took the twins away. “Love Me Tender.” He told the guys and they started to get into the song. You smiled softly and watched your husband lovingly. 

Mutual Taglist: @babyhoneypresley, @emmymaehereeeeee, @venus-haze, @austinstyles

[mellowsadistic]

Easter Bunnies - Part 3

Melony woke up from her nap feeling strange. Her first thought was of chocolate. Daddy had said she could have some of her Easter eggs after her nap, and she could feel a rumbling in her tummy. But her second thought was about why she was taking a nap in the middle of the afternoon. She wasn’t a baby, after all. Only dumb babies needed naps. She lifted her head off her pillow and looked around blearily. She was sharing a crib with Jackie. Her friend was still fast asleep, sucking her thumb peacefully, and she was giving off a strong smell of urine. But then, Melony thought, as she lifted the covers and looked down at the sodden adult diaper around her own waist, that could just as easily be her…

She blinked. Her head felt funny. Or had it been feeling funny before? She put a hand to the top of her head, but there was nothing there. No bunny ears. Where had they gone? A slight frown creased her brow. Why did she want them so badly anyway? They were just a pair of stupid bunny ears. They were for little girls. Or were they for big girls too? Her frown became more pronounced. She was pretty sure she’d seen grown-ups wearing bunny ears. Girls in sexy outfits. So they couldn’t be that immature.

Melony got up on her knees, and her mouth twisted into a grimace as her nappy sagged heavily. It was so full of wee-wee that it almost touched the plastic sheet of Jackie’s crib. Her outfit definitely wasn’t mature. Adults didn’t wear yucky wet diapers. She put her hands to her chest, and her felt her breasts through the fabric of the yellow t-shirt Daddy had dressed her in for her nap. But little girls didn’t have these.

Then it all came flooding back to her in a rush, all her memories, all her awareness. “Oh my God…” she whispered. She started shaking Jackie awake. “Jackie,” she hissed urgently, panic rising inside her. Their boyfriends were trying to turn them into overgrown toddler freaks! “Jackie, wake up!”

Jackie’s eyes fluttered open and she pulled her thumb out of her mouth with a pop. “Dada?” she murmured sleepily.

“No, Jackie, it’s me! It’s Melony! Wake up! You’ve got to remember who you are!”

Jackie rubbed her eyes with her fists and blinked up at her. “Mewwie?” She clambered awkwardly up onto her knees too, then she grinned. “Mewwie!” she squealed, and wrapped Melony in a tight hug. “I wuv you!”

Melony cringed. She could feel her friend’s braless breasts squishing against her. “I love you too, Jackie,” she said, keeping her voice low, “but right now we need to get out of here.” She extracted herself from the cuddle. “You’re not a baby, Jackie. You’re a grown woman, remember? You’re twenty-four years old. You’re training to be a doctor!”

Jackie cocked her head, still grinning. She let out a gurgling giggle that suggested to Melony she hadn’t understood a word of what she’d just said, or perhaps she just thought they were playing.

Hazel stirred beneath the sheets of her mattress on the floor. She yawned and stretched and got to her feet; as the Hello Kitty covers fell from her body, she was revealed wearing nothing but a soaking wet pair of training pants. It was no wonder the room smelled like pee – all three women had wet themselves in their sleep.

“Hazel!” Melony said urgently, turning her attention to her other friend.

Hazel blushed and covered her padded crotch with her hands. “Acc-see-dents doesn’t count when it’s naptime,” she mumbled shamefully. “Daddy says.”

“Hazel please! You’re not a toddler! You’re an adult!”

Hazel beamed. “I a big girl!” she declared proudly, putting her hands on her hips and standing with her legs wide, making the droop of her pull-ups obvious. “Not a baby wike you and Jackie!”

“No!” Melony pleaded. “Hazel, we’re all adults! Our boyfriends have done something to us! You’ve got to wake up!”

Hazel shook her head in a superior way. “Am awake, Mewwie,” she said. “Siwwy baby!”

At that moment, the door to the bedroom opened and Peter came in.

“You!” Melony snarled, getting to her feet and gripping the side of the crib, glaring at her boyfriend. “What the hell have you done to us?!”

Peter raised his eyebrow. “That’s no way to talk to your Daddy, little one,” he said, sternly. “Keep that up and I’ll have no choice but to put you over my knee.”

“You’re not my Daddy!” Melony shouted furiously. “And you can’t talk to me that way! I don’t know if you drugged us or hypnotized us or what, but when I get out of here you’re going straight into a fucking prison cell!”

His expression quite calm, Peter walked up to the crib and lowered the bars. Then he took Jackie by the hand and helped her down onto the carpet. “Hazel,” he said, turning to the nearly nude young woman, “be a good girl, take Jackie and go and find your Daddies, okay? I think they’ll give you some of your Easter chocolate! But Mellie’s being a naughty little girl, so I’m going to have to give her a spanking before she can come downstairs.”

Jackie’s eyes widened and Hazel giggled. “Yes, Mewwie’s Daddy!” she chirped, and she took Jackie by the hand and skipped out of the room in nothing but her pissy pull-up, dragging her infantilized friend along beside her.

Once they were gone, Peter turned back to her. He pointed his finger at the floor. “Come here, Mellie. Out of the crib. You’ve earned yourself a sore, red bottom, young lady.”

“You’re crazy!” Melony shouted. “I’m not gonna let you spank me, you monster!”

“In a minute or two, you’re not going to have the will to resist, darling. Not when Daddy gives you a stern look. Your mind will be regressing back to babyhood any moment now.”

“W-what do you mean?” Melony stammered, as a chill ran through her body at his words.

“There we no drugs, sweetie,” said Peter. “No hypnosis. Just your special bunny ears. They made all those wonderful changes inside your head, just like they did with your two little friends, and the effects are totally permanent, baby girl. This is just a little bounce-back, that’s all. Jackie had hers yesterday, and Hazel had hers just before we arrived today. One final little burst of adulthood before it’s back to diapers forever.”

“No…” Melony whispered. But she could already feel it happening in her mind. Her head was getting fuzzy again. Soft and fuzzy. Like it was full of cotton candy. She shook her head fiercely. “No!” she shouted. Her face was burning with humiliation at the thought of being stuck as an adult-sized toddler for the rest of her life, being gawped at and cooed over by strangers, by her friends and family, by her lunatic of a boyfriend. “I’m not gonna be wike… like that forever!”

“I’m afraid there’s no going back now, baby,” Peter said gently. “If you had any last things you wanted to say as a grown-up, now’s the time, because in a few moments you’ll have the behaviours and intellectual level of a three-year-old.” He grinned. “But I’m going to treat you like you’re two.” He looked her over thoughtfully. “Oliver wanted a happy toddler girl who’s proud as a peach to sit on an oversized child’s potty and pee in it in front of a crowd,” he said. “Hazel was always so shy before, but now she’s quite the little exhibitionist, as I’m sure you’ve noticed! George just wanted to see Jackie transformed into a dim-witted baby, barely out of infancy, without a thought in her pretty little head. She was so smart before; I think George finds it funny that she’s now too dumb to even tell when she’s pooped her pants.”

Melony could only stare at her boyfriend in horror. It was getting harder and harder to hold her thoughts together, and there was another problem too – the rumbling in her tummy from earlier had changed into a different feeling, a fullness in her bottom. She clenched her rear tightly.

“But I wanted something a little different from both of them,” Daddy went on. Peter. His name was Peter, not Daddy. “I wanted the sweet spot; a girl who’s just mature enough to want to be out of diapers, but who has to wear them anyway. I think that would be perfect for you, Mellie.”

Mellie shook her head again, her lips forming a pout. “No!” she whined. Her head felt so empty. So light and fluffy. Fluffy like a bunny. “Don’t wanna… Don’t wike…” The pressure in her bottom was building, becoming impossible to control almost as quickly as it had first appeared.

“Go on, baby,” her boyfriend cooed. “Any last thoughts before it’s back to baby-land for good for big girl Melony?”

Mellie looked up into his eyes. A mixture of fear and anger and confusion burned in hers. “Gotta go poopy!” she blurted, and then bent her knees, screwed up her face, and started to poop her pants.

Above her, Daddy laughed. “That’s my little Mellie,” he cooed, patting her on the head. She let out a loud grunt and pushed a load into her nappy, quickly followed by a long gush of pee-pee. “That’s Daddy’s little stinker! Melony the big girl is all gone now, isn’t she? It’s just silly baby Mellie left, ready to spend the rest of Easter toddling around in a dirty diaper. Ready for a lifetime of loving cuddles and strict discipline from her Daddy. Finish up making your whoopsie, baby, then move that messy bum of yours out of the crib. Your big girl brains might have leaked out into your nappy, but Daddy hasn’t forgotten that you need a spanking!”

The End

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[whiskeyswriting]

Love Online and in The Air - Part 1

{A Slider x Whiskey AU} | { Slider x Whiskey Masterlist }

There was nothing Jade enjoyed more than sleepy cuddles with little Grace on Saturday mornings. Today was no exception. Although, eventually they would have to get up to go to the Air Show. 

Grace had recently started showing an interest in the Blue Angels. Jade didn’t blame her. The maneuvers were something amazing. Maybe in another life she could have been a Naval aviator.

Jade gets up without waking Grace and goes to brush her teeth and wash her face. Once ready, she heads to the kitchen to start making some coffee. As the coffee is brewing, she starts preparing Grace’s breakfast.

Jade then goes to wake up Grace so they can change. “Wake up princess. We’re going to the air show today.” Grace burrows deeper into the blankets. “We’re going to have ice cream and cake for breakfast.”

Grace sits up immediately but the sleep is still written in her face. “I wuv ice cweam cake… But I wuv you more mama,” she says as she lifts her arms up to be picked up.

Jade happily obliges and snuggles Grace. “Did you want to wear your blue or olive overalls?”

“Mmm. Bue. Like the Bue Angels.”

“Alright. Here’s your clothes little lady,” Jade tells Grace and she starts getting ready herself.

Although Grace was still young, Jade knew she liked having her own small measure of independence when it came to dressing. There were still times Grace needed help, but more often than not, she would do a wonderful job getting herself dressed.

“Okay. I ready mama,” Grace says coming out. “Oh no!” 

“What happened princess?”

“I don’t have my purse!”

“You can borrow mine. The clear one with daisies.”

“Mmm. Otay!”

Jade picks up Grace just to hug her before they have breakfast. “I love you so much my princess.”

Grace squeezes Jade’s cheeks. “I lob you too, mama.”

Jade laughs at Grace squeezing her cheeks. “You like doing that, don’t you?”

Grace just nods and giggles.

The two of them finish their breakfast and eventually make their way to the air show. Immediately, they are overwhelmed by how many people are there. Jade makes sure to keep a tight hold on Grace as they move with the crowd. Grace points to an empty spot on a nearby small hill where they can sit and watch the air show.

Once they’re seated, Grace sips her water and turns to Jade. “Mama… Why don’t I have a papa?”

Jade was surprised at the sudden question. “Why do you ask?”

“‘Cuz I wanna know. Some of my pre-k fwiends say I never had a papa or that I’m a robot.”

Jade’s heart breaks for her little girl. “Come here sweetheart,” she says gesturing for Grace to sit closer. “You do have a papa. I wanted him to be part of your life… But…” Jade stops and sighs, wondering how she’ll tell Grace the truth without hurting her.

She looked out to the crowd for a moment before looking back at Grace. “He was scared and not ready to be a dad. He still is.”

“Oh… But I not scawy…” Grace reasons.

Jade chuckles. “Oh baby. You’re the most perfect little girl I could call mine.”

Unaware to them, another pair of ears was listening. The little girl ran to her own parents who were getting ready to be in the air show.

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[jessicatredes]

i was tagged by the lovely @gwynbleidd to do this oc tag game - thaaanks!!

favorite oc

ophelia hellmaw / my first ever dnd character from like.. six years ago? i loved playing her and also still am happy with her story with the exception of my dm massacring her tribe :-(

newest oc

delaney crenshaw / barbarian babe for pathfinder campaign! she was created bc permela got merk'd </3 it's honestly been a blessing bc permela had an absolutely ASS build and was not fun playing LMAO

oldest oc

alice macon (i think?) / she's my oldest probably? i played f:nv the year it came out, so alice has been around since 2010. her story has changed sooooooo much. originally sided with the legion, but now instead she was raised in legion territory. wuv her lots <3

meanest oc

murphy law OR reagan james / my survivor guilt, bleeding heart ladies who are mean as hell but care so so much. murphy has no idea how to do anything other than be a guardian. she's devoted her entire being to fighting the darkness, and bc of this doesn't give herself rest or downtime. reagan is a hater bc her entire family died and her nephew is a sixty year old freak :/

softest oc

kara deharo & daytona reed / kara is a total sweetheart. she's from a short story about a family of thieves that she joined after her parents died. she's young and kinda naive. daytona's life purpose is helping those in need and bettering the wasteland. held at gunpoint butch would say she's the nicest person in the world & his favorite <3

dumbest oc

clarissa of krossten / rouge bard MORON who works with a lich and causes minor terror where ever she goes. chaotic evil bitch who didn't complete an education and was a little street child in krossten.

smartest oc

hayden blaine / one of my original girlies from a story i've abandoned lol. she's a politician basically but also it was a space themed story so she also was like a space soldier (17 year old me what was happening!! stealing destiny ideas)

oc you’d bang

raylan grace hawthorne / no competition baby!!!! LMAO i wuv raylan grace and he is my hot boy oc

oc you’d be friends with irl

bernadette hobbs / love my girl birdie!!! out of all my ocs she probably has my personality the most lol so i think we'd get along very well. also she's goofy and likes birds and the outdoors aka me

not sure who all has done this before but!! tagging @newbordeaux @malefiicarum @jennystahl @lavampira @elvves @nadineross + anyone else who wants to :-)

[kokokagayaki]

top 5 danganronpa characters and why, GO!

well shit alright... can't wait to get shot for my opinions like usual

Honorable mentions to the rest of v3 apart from Korekiyo and Ryoma, I actually hate Angie a lot but even then she has some good moments, these two I just never vibed with. Chihiro/guess alter ego as well (you my precious baby who I must protect, just like Chiaki) Peko (I have a weird obsession with Pekoyama, she's what I wish they did with Mukuro.

Such a cool chick. Grey/white-haired girls in anime/ manga are so under-appreciated like holy shit) oh and Mikan. (I have a deep hatred for Hiyoko for bullying a girl who was already mentally ill. I've found myself in character.Ai often going to Mikan Al's and counseling her, as someone who was bullied a lot throughout life. I just wanna protect her. I wanna give a special thank you @love-loveguilty (FORGIVE ME FOR @ ing you, pwz no kill >m<)for her bots of Mikan and legit them all danganronpa and ace attorney characters, Pokémon has also joined the cast of characters she's doing, a couple other franchises that you could look for yourself, legit best AI creator hands down. ALRIGHT DOWN TO THIS

5 - a tie between Kirumi and Chiaki - I love 'em both deeply. Sucks both of them died. Kirumi deserved more attention in the game. And Chiaki... what is there to say that's original? She's Fricken amazing, I wuv sweepy wittle gamer girl. (I live by the bias that if Chiaki isn't in your top tier as a character for danganronpa then I dunno what you're on)

4 - Miu - girl you legit just me with the dirty jokes and dirtier mind... (Okay i'm not that extreme but still) yet I also relate to you on a deeper meaning with being this horny vulgar weirdo just to hide your insecurities.

3 - Gundham - I LOVE HIM SO MUCH, HE WILL ALWAYS BE BEST BOI FOR ME. Behind that Chúnibyo personality is a pretty sweet dude. Can't watch his execution without crying. I also love his devas too. Cham-P Supremacy!

2 - Sonia - was honestly my best girl till Kaede came around, she is so sweet and understanding. Ya think a princess wouldn't be so down to earth, let alone intelligent. Is multilingual in 30 languages, can operate military weapons AND ... it's fucking Sonia what else can I say?

1 - Kaede - best girl in the whole franchise, I love her looks, I love piano already (and me loving pianists isn't nothing new) I love her optimism and just her whole demeanor. She is what I want in a girl. Matter of a fact. I just want her <3 never have truly sat down and watched her execution because just thinking about the trial makes me tear up.

[stregoniconiconii]

the frustrating thing about stancy in s4 is that all of Steve and nancy’s interactions with other characters became ‘let’s get these two characters (one of whom is in a relationship) to admit their feelings for each other’

like one of the few times Steve and dustin are alone together they talk about how Steve basically ‘threw himself’ at Nancy when she wanted to go off on her own. what nothing about how none of them should be alone with a supernatural serial killer on the loose? that could have been an opportunity for like Steve to like ask about Lucas about where he is since he’s not with his best friends during a crisis and That could have been an opportunity for dustin to voice some of his resentment/bitterness towards Lucas for ‘abandoning’ his friends for the basketball team

the scene with robin and Nancy where robin was like ‘maybe some flames should never have been snuffed out’ and they confirmed that they are now friends Could have been something about Nancy struggling to make real friends after losing barb. literally doesn’t have to be much it could be something like ‘it’s nice to make a friend - I feel like all I do is lose them’ referencing both the fact that barb and Fred have been killed on her watch and maybe That could have led to robin asking like ‘hey why did we never try to hang out earlier?’ (bc it’s literally 8 months later, they’re in the same year, and they Never talked? wild to me. el and max were hanging out between s2 and s3 even if they hadn’t become besties just yet) anyway and maybe then we could have had a little more into Nancy and her whole thing with losing people. idk.

just also the fact that Eddie interrupts Steve saying ‘hey give yourself a break’ to talk about ‘twue wuv’ like girl you dont know them anyway but we literally Could have had something about how Steve literally did run away at first but the important thing is that he came back. I understand that this is a plot driven show there isn’t a lot of time to have all these fun talks and I knowww the whole thing is that characters are avoiding what they actually want or need to talk about but gahhh it’s frustrating!! (also the ‘you almost deserved getting shot’ thing did make me physically gag like girl That’s how you flirt? okay)

anyway I also like to imagine that Steve and robin have sort of talked about how his relationship with Nancy kinda failed, bc robin definitely knows that there’s something still there between them like maybe she figured out that Steve still had feelings for her (still maintain that my boy was lying when he said he was over her in the star court bathroom) and Steve was like ‘robin stop that’s a non starter she’s not interested she’s dating someone’ and robin was like ‘okay okay if she’s happy with Jonathan..’ but then she gets basically like confirmation that Nancy isn’t 100% happy with Jonathan and then she’s like..oh I see a solution.

anyway I also definitely believe that Steve doesn’t know quite how much the overlap between the stancy and jancy relationship was..like he was definitely aware that there was Something between them but does he know that they fully had sex? yeah probably not. they obviously don’t speak in between world ending events and that’s not something that just comes up. im kind of thinking that maybe murray will be the one to bring that up bc I really can't see either Jonathan or Nancy doing so. maybe it’s something that we’re not supposed to care about but damn it man im a bit more sensitive about cheating than other things

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New Years Kiss to vaggie wuv Charlie!

Send “New Years Kiss” to give my muse a kiss at midnight on New Year’s Eve

Vaggie missed them, you know? The parties. The way music would blast all throughout the night. The enormous onslaught of food displayed out on tables up and down her street and those pretty pink drinks. The idiots chasing each other with bottle rockets. She missed them bad whenever she had to stand here in front of the hotel windows, watching as demons pulled corpses off lamp posts and cringed when flesh was pulled off bone and added to some gruesome meat cart. She missed them.

It would actually crossed her mind so much in the earlier days of dating Charlie; why don't we go up top and spend New Years in my old city? Just me and you. We don't have to bunker down and fend for our own lives every time those assholes come down from Heaven.

Those days were gone. Vaggie knew they could never leave. It would be wrong to leave. Her baby watered the conscious that Vaggie had buried deep inside herself and brought it back to life; she couldn't leave these people, and there was no fucking way she could leave the hotel. So, they would both have to watch, and they would both remember this is what inspired the purpose of the building they stood in. This is why they dragged themselves through fire and mud to pull off what's "impossible". This is their reason.

The kiss came and took Vaggie out of her stupor, big eye blinking back to life and looking to her Princess.

"I'm sorry." Vaggie doesn't know why that's the first thing she has to say to Charlie at the turn of the New Year as the city clock strikes 12, but it's what comes out. Lilac fingers wrap around her girl's tie and pulls her closer, pushing their foreheads together with a heavy sigh. "We're going to fix this, I promise."