#obey me reverse!au

[mochatsin]

MC as a Dating Sim Character

An AU in which the seven brothers knew you as a dating sim character from a game they love to play so much. Has nearly the same functions as the Obey Me app. 

It started off as a trend in Devildom, a new app that a lot of citizens and RAD students play with recently. Great reviews when it came to the storyline and the characters. The brothers gave it a shot and surprisingly became attached to it. The reason? You.

Levi is the first to fall down that rabbit hole because he’s been waiting for this game’s release for a while now. He saw the roster of dating sim candidates and he fell for you first. Something about your design was alluring to him and when he finally had the app downloaded, he spent the first night playing the storyline to understand you. Learning your lore is what made him fall even harder to the point he has a shelf dedicated to your merch. He grinded so hard to upgrade all your cards (he definitely got those UR and UR+ ones)

Asmo started playing when he saw the trends about it and he wanted to jump on that bandwagon. Play the game and talk about the characters, which ones he like and whatnot right? It was easy, but when it came to your character he found himself playing on the game longer than he wants to admit. His fans can immediately tell whose Asmo’s favorite character is with how much he talked about you in his videos. He makes sure to get all the pretty skins that get released because in his opinion, there’s not a single outfit that doesn’t look good on you. 

Mammon plays the game as well when he attempted to sneak into Levi's room to sell something and ended up finding his brother’s merch of you. Mammon doesn’t want to admit how many hours he’s spent on the game trying to max out the affection level with you. Definitely spent so much money to get the UR cards since he can’t grind as much as Levi does, and he’ll buy those limited gifts to hear those special voice lines from you.

Satan gets curious and downloads it because he’s wondering how good was this game to even make Mammon lessen his casino gambling habits. The storyline is great, but the writing for your character was what made Satan stay in the game. He doesn’t hesitate in approaching Levi to ask about the game mechanics and tips, and Satan has it covered from there. He focuses on the story to get as much lore he could out of you. He wants to learn about every single fact about his favorite character. 

The twins played at the same time, and it’s funny how they both ended up liking the same character. They found out when they were playing the game together and saw you were their home screen character. Beel loves listening to your voice lines while he works out to motivate himself, while Belphie always has your voice lines wishing him goodnight that he uses to fall asleep with. 

Lucifer will never tell anyone that he plays the game. Not as much as his brothers though, this is something he wants to do in his free time or when he’s alone in his private study, he’s more casual about this than others. Your character is honestly pleasant company, it’s nice to hear you cheer him on while he works. Though he’s sure that if his brothers knew he found comfort in a dating sim character, they would mock him for sure (even if they’re all the same).

Though something weird happens one day when all users log in the app. Levi is practically screaming when he runs out of the room with distraught in his face. You’re his home screen character, but for some odd reason you’re not where you’re supposed to be. He thought maybe it’s the game being laggy, but you don’t reappear no matter how many times he refreshes the app. 

The brothers are just in shock, phones on the table during breakfast to check what was going on exactly. Your cards are all glitched out and corrupted, though everyone else’s was fine. People are wondering if this was all part of the game, if there’s some sort of event or what but there’s nothing. It’s like the game actively tried to erase you.

The devs eventually released a statement that due to some complications and unforeseen circumstances, the game will be deleted. Of course a lot of people are outraged, why would the devs suddenly discontinue the game in the middle of its peak? It was gaining a lot of attention and some people have already spent so much money for it. Everything was just unfair when there’s no answers.

Despite any attempts to keep the game, it was somehow deleted from everyone’s phone. Levi only has some of his screenshots and recordings to keep, whining from time to time as he looks longingly on his merch line. Some brothers sulk more than others, though they’re all upset regardless. Why you? Why did it have to be you specifically? You suddenly disappeared from the game, and they never knew why. With the game gone, there doesn’t seem to be a way for them to get their answers. 

Satan wanted to use his connections to figure out the truth, try to find the devs to get the answers everyone is looking for. The truth seemed much more disappointing for Satan though, learning that the devs actually didn’t know either where your character went. They thought it was a virus at first, but all your data was just missing. No matter how hard they tried to fix it, there was nothing they could do. They can’t handle running a faulty game, so they chose to discontinue and start fresh. 

Some fans would probably be thrilled to hear a new game already in the works, but it doesn’t feel the same. You’re the character that these brothers were invested in. There’s just something about you and your charms that had them drawn in the game, so the brothers weren’t exactly excited hearing about the new set of characters. Clearly it upsets the demons.

That’s until Lucifer called the brothers to Diavolo’s castle, as there’s some sort of emergency that requires their attention. Lucifer drags each and every one of their brothers out of their rooms, they can pout and whine about you later. 

Diavolo called in all of them, talking about that dating game that took Devildom by storm once. No matter how hard they tried to hide it, the young prince knew that each and everyone of them were playing it. They’re all embarrassed at being caught, but surely they’re not here just to be exposed by Diavolo right? He says that an unexpected guest has been found in Devildom recently, bringing the boys to a room in a castle.

There you are, standing in the room in front of the seven demons that are staring at you with awe. You’re here… in Devildom? At first they thought you were just some cosplayer, but the way you introduced yourself and your name was the same as the one in the game. There’s no way you’re real, but all the evidence is standing right in front of them. 

Diavolo says that he’s entrusting you in the care of the seven demon brothers. Barbatos somehow knew that you were all of their favorites, so they probably know what you like and how to take care of you. Maybe it would be a good idea. 

To be continued… i think?

[marathedemonoverlord]

You know I'm sad about Nightbringer but you know what else I'm sad about?

I have big comics in mind I want to do so which but I don't know which to do or if I should even try to do them given time now. Here they're:

1. My MC's adventure through OM - It'll be Season 1's Adventure and just doing it with Mara even though OG is being discarded (My MC actually has other things going on aside from the main OG story so it's touching on that to flesh her out)

2. Reverse Nightbringer - Idea I'm tinkering with ( Feel free if you're a fanfic author to use it just tag me cause I wanna read it ) but I imagine something happened in MC's past to make them so blasé about demons so the brothers go back in time to when MC is a kid - teenager to figure out what it is and save MC from an event that makes them so uncaring about their safety now they literally have to blend in to the human world and adapt to it to find younger MC and figure out what happened ( For my MC Mara it'll go over her trauma and distaste for Demons and figuring out who made her so Aloof to them )

3. A big comic following My MC's adventure in Nightbringer's story. Just yknow her reaction to stuff now idk.

Also if you have any other thoughts let me know I just want to figure out which big comic I should work on since I'm feeling down and lost about how to get my drawing spark back.

[borathae]

↳ Index [Day 13 - Alien Sex]

Pairing: Human!Jimin x Alien Queen!Reader

Genre: married life!AU, Sci-Fi!AU, Reverse Harem!AU

Kinks: free use kink, mention of anal experimentation, douching kink, public sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism, alien sex magic which changes his cock to a pussy, he still has a prostate though, double penetration of his pussy & ass, tentacle sex, her tentacles produce their own lube, she can also change her pussy to a cock & uses it to lay eggs in his ass, wet & sloppy scissoring, lots of kissing, praise kink, he wants to be called a good boy but also a good girl and a good whore, multiple orgasms, breeding, bondage with her tentacles, subby boy tears, orgasming to the point of squirting, giggly aftercare, ps: he got kidnapped from earth and then forced to marry her but he likes it so idk kidnapping kink?

Wordcount: 4.7k

a/n: this is for you, Alien Queen JFADJFJ I hope this is what you imagined. it is honestly so unhinged like damn. also, happy birthday jimin <3

“You called for me, my Queen?” 

“I did. Sit.” 

Jimin obeys your orders, sitting down on the spot you point at. At the edge of your big circular bed. He fixes his thin rope by tugging on its folds, shifting on the silken sheets nervously. 

Silk is an expensive fabric on your planet and isn’t made the same way than it is on Earth. On Vulvaria, so called silk spinner are paid a handsome wage to spin their hair into the fabric. The hair of a silk spinner grows twenty feet per year and is therefore perfect for creating the luxurious and soft fabric.  

You solely wear silken ropes and order all your husbands to wear the fabric as well. Jimin, the husband you called to you tonight, was ordered to wear an especially thinly woven model of the fabric. His dark nipples shine through the fabric, as does his well groomed, dark bush. 

You wear a long wrap skirt and no shirt, only using pearls from Vulvaria’s oceans to cover your breasts. Jimin thinks that they look especially beautiful against your turquoise skin.  

The skirt dances on the floor as you strut to the bedroom door. You talk to him.

“Have they informed you why I have called you here tonight?” 

“They said that your desires started.”

“They have.” You lock the bedroom door. “Did they ask for your consent before bringing you here? I know my guards can be rather forceful sometimes.”

“They didn’t need to ask, I followed willingly.” 

You look over your shoulder. Your hair is a beautiful dark blue, harmonizing perfectly with your skin tone and your glowing blue eyes. 

“You did?” 

Jimin nods his head, gulping nervously when you turn to him. You walk back to him, swaying your hips.

Jimin doesn’t look like you do. His skin isn’t naturally turquoise nor is his hair naturally blue, his eyes also don’t naturally glow. Jimin isn’t from here. Long ago he lived on Earth before scientists of your planet kidnapped him for their experiments. Jimin didn’t really have a life on earth, he was a loner and had no hobbies or ambitions, so he didn’t particularly care when he was kidnapped by aliens. They implanted a chip in his brain first, which allowed him to learn their language instantly and to live longer. After they explained their situation and their plans for him, the experiments began. The experiments they did on him as they journeyed back to Vulvaria were strange and scary at first, but soon Jimin began to look forward to them. Vulvarian scientists value comfort and honour their experimental pets. Call him crazy, but Jimin began to truly like all the anal probing which was done to him and he was rather sad when the long journey to Vulvaria came to an end. 

So when he was brought before you as your newest treasure and was told that he was to marry you, Jimin welcomed it with open arms and an even more open hole. He welcomed the wedding night, welcomed the public sex and welcomed the free attitude the Vulvarians had around sex. Free Use, as the humans would call it, was a daily and normal practice between consenting adults. Of course such acts were never held in the presence of children. The Vulvarians deeply honoured the innocence of children and any who dared to break the sacred law of honouring it, were cast into outer space. But in places where no children were present, things like Free Use and public sex was common and normalised. 

It was also normal for the queen to take more than one husband – or wife if she so wishes – under the condition that she care for each of them properly. 

Jimin was one of seven husbands. He was the third to last to join your marital bed and he was one of two humans. The other, Namjoon, was your second husband and has lived with you long enough to have earned his Vulvarian tattoos. The others were once residence of other planets, except for Seokjin and Jungkook, the first and the newest husband, who are born and raised Vulvarians who had the honour of marrying their queen. 

Jimin likes all of his fellow husbands and he very often finds himself engaged in sex with them. They are each very delightful company to have. 

Tonight however, it seems that the only company he gets is you, his Queen and wife and beloved love.

“You never cease to amaze me. It feels like yesterday when Yanoshnik reported to me how eagerly you took your daily anal examinations and you haven’t been able to be satisfied ever since”, your voice carries a hint of teasing as you remind him of his insatiable hunger.

Yanoshnik was the lead scientist on the ship which brought Jimin to Vulvaria. Jimin still thinks back to her fondly. She knew just what to do. 

“I sometimes think that I was put on earth just so you can kidnap me one day and introduce me to this life.” 

You chuckle, “this pleases me to hear.” 

“I’m so entirely grateful for you, my queen.” 

“Please, drop the formalities. It’s just you and I tonight.”

Jimin flutters his lashes, heart racing in his chest. You place your fingers under his chin, tilting his head so you could inspect his face.

“Have they told you what I expect of you tonight?”

“I was brought to Annatar to be prepared, but haven’t been given any details.”

You offer your very own sex preparation spa where people can come and get ready for sex. Jimin was prepared in the anal douching wing of the spa where only the most gentle of preparation mistresses handled him. Sometimes - and keep such knowledge a secret - Jimin goes to this spa with the lie of needing preparation, when in reality he misses the experimental and scientific ways the Vulvarians handle anal preparations. To be strapped into a comfortable chair and have a slickened hose inserted inside him only to have his stomach slowly filled with warm water while someone massaged it gently was true heaven for Jimin. And once he had to empty himself and he heard the preparation mistresses clap for him, it very often brings him close to orgasming. Jimin really enjoyed tonight’s stay in the preparation spa even if they kept your plans secret. 

“So they didn’t tell you anything?”

“No. Just that my insides needed to be cleaned properly.” 

“Tch”, you click your tongue, “what tactless servants I have. You were supposed to be told to during your preparations. Fine then, I shall do it.” 

Jimin nods his head, holding his breath in anticipation. 

“I desire to turn your cock into a cunt and then scissor with you. And as we grind our cunts together, I will penetrate your holes with my tentacles. Perhaps if I feel like it, I will lay a slime egg in you. I expect of you to carry it until it is dissolved and your body absorbed my nectar.”

“Yes, my queen. Please do”, Jimin croaks, cock throbbing behind the fabric of his dress. 

You cradle his cheek, eyes soft in fondness.

“I expected nothing less of you, my darling Jimin.”

He smiles, eyes glassy in emotion. He loves being your darling. It is his only purpose in life.

“Very well then. Do you have any questions before we start? I gather you haven’t had your cock changed before?” 

“I haven’t, no. Will it hurt?”

“Have any of our procedures ever hurt you, darling Jimin?”

“No”, he flusters, “no, I guess not. Oh god, I’m such a whore.”

You chuckle, now busy with preparing the cock changing spray. 

“You must introduce me to this God you always mention.”

“It’s just a saying. I guess like you say My Arn, we say my god.”

“I see. Humans are so fascinating.” You turn back to him with the spray in your hand. “Undress and stand up.”

Jimin obeys gladly, cock hard and throbbing. You inspect it and smile.

“What a shame to change such a hard cock, but it will be worth it. Now watch and revel in it.” 

You put seven decent sprays of the warm liquid on his cock. It tingles and tickles, forming pink smoke thick enough that he can’t see anything. 

“Ah, oh”, he gasps, knees buckling and hand instinctively reaching for you. You hold it tightly, caressing his knuckles.

“Hush now, I know it feels very ticklish. But it isn’t terrible, is it?” you speak to him in a caring voice.

“No, it feels good.”

“Of course it does. My milk is one of the ingredients, which is the key component in allowing species other than Vulvarians to change their genitals.” 

“Have the others experienced this before?”

“Not everyone. Seokjin and Jungkook obviously haven’t.”

“Because they’re Vulvarians and can change their genitals naturally."

“Exactly. What a clever thing you are.”

“So everyone else has?” 

“Yes, everyone except Taehyung. He is very nervous about it. I haven’t warmed him up to the idea quite yet.”

“I see. I’m sure that he’ll come around. He is a softie, he just needs a little more coddling.”

You chuckle fondly, “that’s true. What a sweet darling he is. Now look darling Jimin, look at your beautiful cunt.”

Jimin looks down and gasps. The area where normally his cock protrudes and bulges is flat. Only his dark bush is there. 

“Oh my god”, he gasps, reaching down, “my cock is gone. ___, it is actually gone.”

You laugh, eyes spilling over with fondness. He also glows so prettily when he gets excited.

“Do you like it?” 

“Yes, but it feels strange. Like something is missing.” 

“Lie down and spread your legs. Prop yourself up on your elbows.”

Jimin obeys your orders a little confused but eager. You walk to the dresser to get a mirror, then hurry back to him, placing yourself right in front of him. You flip the mirror, using a glowing crystal to shine light onto his presented cunt. 

Jimin moans, cunt throbbing as he sees himself for the first time. His dark pubes form such a beautiful contrast to the rosy, flushed skin of his folds. Said folds are swollen already, giving view to his empty vagina and his engorged clit at the top. Just under his vagina and covered in his juices, his asshole was waiting to be stuffed. He knows the female anatomy, because Vulvarians have the same genital anatomy as humans except that their skin is blue and purple, so Jimin knows what a cunt looks like. And yet he feels as if he sees pussy for the very first time tonight and it turns him on so much that it aches not to be stuffed. 

“Fuck me, please”, Jimin begs, rolling his hips up desperately. 

“So you like yourself?” 

“Yes, so much. I’m so pretty.”

“You are. The prettiest ever with the prettiest cunt.” 

Jimin whimpers, twisting the sheets.

“Please fuck me please. I’m an empty whore.” 

“What’s a whore?” 

“It’s what humans call someone who has too much sex. It’s mostly used for women to shame them for having sex.” 

“And men aren’t called as such?”

“They’re not shamed for having too much sex, so no.” 

“You humans are strange creatures. Why would a woman need to feel shame for having sex? Isn’t She who brings new life into the world? She who nurtures and creates and shapes nothing into a full human? Why shame Her but celebrate him for the same thing?” 

“I never understood it.”

“What strange creatures. Our Vulvarian men would never think to feel in such ways. Doesn’t matter. Tonight, my darling Jimin, I shall show you how wonderful it is to have a cunt.”

Jimin writhes and whines, cunt throbbing in anticipation. 

“Scoot further up the bed.”

Jimin obeys gladly, parting his legs as widely as possible.  

“What a good boy. Is it okay for me to call you as such or does your cunt change your feelings?”

“You can call me a good boy or good girl or just a good whore. Everything is nice.”

You chuckle, “a good whore. I see. Shame and praise at the same time. What a good whore you are.”

Jimin drips with new excitement, feeling like crying.

“Please fuck me, please.” 

“And how eager you are. Put your left leg down flat on the sheets.”

He obeys. 

“Very good.” 

You open the wrap skirt, throwing the fabric to the side. Your sweet cunt is finally revealed to him. Your well groomed, blue pubes look delicious against your flushed cunt. When Vulvarians flush, their skin becomes purple. Jimin thinks that you have the most beautiful purple cunt. 

“Stay like this and don’t worry about lasting long. You will orgasm countless times tonight, it is expected. Just enjoy yourself and try to breathe whenever it gets too much.”

“Yes my que-aah! Holy fuck ah!” Jimin screams, dropping in the sheets and arching his back. You connected your pussy with his own and began rubbing your clit against his’. Your cunt is so wet in your slick, your folds are warm and swollen and your clit is hard and erect. Each time you grind back and forth, your kissing pussies make the wettest sound. Sticky and lubey and so incredibly sinful. It truly is as if one could listen to your cunts making out. 

Jimin growls, tensing his jaw and huffing out air.

“Does it feel good for you?” you ask, staring at his face obsessively. His cunt is so soft and so insanely wet. You are drinking up the sensations greedily. This is exactly what you needed in your state. 

“Yes, so good aaah”, Jimin mewls, tilting his head back as far as possible. His dark hair spreads messily on the white sheets, his throat looks so pretty when it is as exposed as it is. 

“That’s good to hear. You have such a soft cunt. So pretty and wet.”

Jimin mewls and whines, feeling dizzy. 

Desires, so your state is called, is when your body desires sexual pleasure to the point your other senses almost shut off. You explained to him that it is similar to what animals experience as heat except that the purpose of this state is not recreation but pure fun. 

Jimin witnessed a similar state in Seokjin and Jungkook before and he helped you before, so tonight isn’t new to him. He enjoys the passionate sex you and he have and how it always leaves him disoriented afterwards. 

Right now, he feels the first orgasm of the night approach so rapidly that all he can do is whimper your name and then it is already here. He shakes and trembles, helplessly squeaking your name because he never experienced such a sensation before. Orgasms with his cock are quick and explosive but this feels deep and it drags out to the point where Jimin twists the sheets against his will. 

“That’s it darling, that’s it”, you talk him through it, sharing his state in a more composed way than he does. One orgasm almost leaves you blind to it. In your state, it feels miniscule and small. The true pleasure is the act itself, not the orgasms which are a result of it. You can go over and over again and not be affected by it. Very often it is to the detriment of your poor husbands, who have to shake through their countless orgasms until you are satisfied.

“It’s a lot, it’s a lot”, Jimin begs, now writhing in a kind of overstimulation he hasn’t experienced before. When you overstimulate his cock, it aches and Jimin can’t handle it. But this is addictive. It doesn’t hurt, it just feels like too much. The kind of much Jimin needs more of, but truly can’t handle because it is so new. “Please too much, please.”

“Breathe darling, breathe through it.”

“No, please just one second please.”

You listen to his weak pleas, lifting your hips for now. You lay yourself over him, running your fingers through his hair and shushing him softly.

“You’re doing so well. Is it too much?” 

“Yes too much ah”, Jimin sighs, chasing your tender touch. 

You lean down and kiss his forehead. He melts, body finally calming down. It feels so good to be pampered with your loving kisses.

“Good boy. I’m so proud of you”, you whisper, kissing a path down the slope of his pretty nose. “What a good boy you are. I’m so proud.” 

And as you worship his beautiful face, you allow your tentacles to grow. Vulvarians are built like humans, but have the ability to grow tentacles if they desire to do so. These tentacles match the colour of the Vulvarian’s skin and have the ability to produce a liquid with a lube-like consistency. Which is, if one asks a Vulvarian, a rather beneficial feat to have as it allows for these tentacles to be used in all of the sexual adventures they enjoy to engage in. They are also very sensitive to sexual stimulation so it is beyond pleasurable to fuck each other with them. 

Tonight, you crave nothing more than to have your slickened tentacles fucked by his holes. You know that he doesn’t need preparation to have his ass fucked. Jimin is the husband with the most lose hole ever. If it wasn’t for the need to clean up, he could be penetrated whenever and it wouldn’t hurt. 

Which is why you asked for him tonight. You need quick relief and need someone who can take you as quickly as possible. Oh, how starved you are for him.

You connect two of your tentacles with him. One you rub through his puffy folds and the other you use to trace his loose rim. He is so soft and warm, leaking so perfectly.

Jimin gasps and tenses up, glassy eyes locking with yours.

“My good whore”, you whisper, face softened in adoration and fingers playing with his silky hair, “does this feel good to you?”

“Yes”, he whimpers.

“You know what I want to do to you?”

“Yes, please fuck me”, he begs, nodding his head vigorously. His hips twitch into your touches, body aching in need. “Please ___, I can’t take it anymore, please fuck me.”

“Take a deep breath for me.”

Jimin obeys, eyes so cutely submissive.

“And breathe out.”

Jimin obeys, but struggles soon when you use his obedience to fill his holes at the same time. Pressure and slight burning and the sudden unbearable sensation of being full is a lot to handle for him. He stops breathing, making little sounds instead.

“Too much?” 

He nods his head.

“I’ll pull out.”

“No.”

You stop.

“No, please.” He spills tears. “Please don’t stop.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, please.”

“Fuck, I’m obsessed with you”, you get out, claiming his pillowy lips in a hungry kiss. You push your tentacles deeper into him, swallowing his overwhelmed sounds as you force him to his luck. He begged for it and you are so happy to oblige. 

You gave Jimin an especially sensitive cunt, inside and out. You made sure that the formula would give him a sensitive g spot and an even more sensitive cervix. You currently poke at the latter with the tip of your tentacle, covering it in your addictive slime as you give him sensations he has never felt before. You even use your sucker to make out with it, sending constant fire through his veins.

He sounds so helpless and overwhelmed, barely managing to kiss you back. So you break it, but stay close. His pillowy lips brush against yours as he sobs and gasps. 

“How does it feel?” 

Jimin gives you his answer in a sob and his arms hooking behind your head to kiss you. You let him, smiling and purring as he basically licks into your mouth needily. He drools and sniffles, sobs and gasps. This is exactly what you needed. To have him ruined beneath you, to turn him into your desperate toy. 

You growl into the kiss, slithering your tentacles deeper into him. You make sure to move them constantly in wiggles and writhes, pumping them in and out of him deep and passionate. His noises are your motivation, his trembling body the reason you do this. 

“Take me, what a good whore, take me”, you say into the kiss, giving him no time to answer you as you swallow his words in a sloppy tongue kiss.

Jimin writhes, trying to flee you as much as he wants to be closer to you. But you can’t allow his wiggles. You wrap your strong tentacles around each of his ankles and wrists, pinning him down into the sheets as you abuse his holes in the most pleasurable of ways. 

You slip another tentacle to his clit and begin rubbing it, finally engaging the one in his ass too. You made sure that the spray wouldn’t remove his prostate. When you want him ruined, you want him to truly be ruined. You know how sensitive Jimin’s prostate is so it is expected of him to break the kiss only to scream and arch off the sheets. His legs and arms fight his restraints, forcing you to tighten around him and warn him with an animalistic growl.

“Too much, I- CUM! AH!”

“That’s it. Good boy, cum for me. Such a good whore”, you encourage him, speeding up your tentacles. His holes are so tight, stimulating you perfectly. You can’t stop leaking into him, pounding him, practically ripping him open with your slickened tentacles. The one in his ass is so far inside him, stimulating him in places he hasn’t been fucked in for so long. 

Jimin sobs miserably, wiggling his arms in his restraints to the point you let loose around him just enough to see what he will do. He sobs and rubs his own hands over his face in a weak attempt to handle what you give him. He can’t talk nor kiss. Everything feels so good. His ass, his insides, his pussy, his clit. The pleasure is intense and never ending. It feels so good to have a pussy. It feels so good. 

He was fucked by your tentacles before. He was scared at first. They were so alive in him. The lube you produce allows his skin to become sensitive to touch, which means that he could feel every inch of his insides get explored. Tentacles are alive, they wiggle and move and are restless. Jimin cried so much the first time you fucked him senseless on your tentacles and it seems that he will be the same tonight. 

His ass is so stretched out. Your tentacles become thicker with length and right now, you have a good three feet inside him, stretching his rim to its limits. You are so alive inside his stomach and tonight you are alive above his insides as well. Not as deep but so intense. It is like you have settled in him and you want to come bursting out of his stomach.

“I can’t stop cumming”, he coughs out, having to orgasm again. It doesn’t lose intensity. On the contrary, Jimin fears for his vocal chords if you have him screaming any harder.

“Good girl, yes give me everything, good boy, I’m so proud of you, my good whore”, encourage him in a hungry growl, helping him through it with vigorous wiggles of your tentacles and hungry kisses with your suckers. 

Jimin screams even louder than before, twisting his own hair. You know what it means. You are making him squirt. You press down on his g-spot, cervix and prostate at the same time, forcing his orgasm to be so much more intense than it needs to be. You even press your hand to his bulging stomach to make sure that he gives you every single droplet of his sweet liquid.

Jimin can’t scream anymore as it happens to him. He only lies there, head thrown back, neck tense and mouth agape as his voice refuses to come out. He tugs on the sheets, back arched and cunt squirting clear liquid everywhere. His holes are so tight that it throws you over the edge as well. You growl this time around, back arching and toes curling as your restless tentacles tremble in ecstasy.

“Please no more please”, he begs, body twitching in helplessness. 

“Mhhm good whore”, you praise, pulling out your tentacles. They are weakened from their orgasm, hanging beside you weakly. They are still leaking, ruining the sheets even more. The ones around his wrists and ankles are still strong however, pulling his legs apart and pushing his arms above his head. You bend his legs by his knees, forcing them to press into the sheets beside his body.

Jimin sobs. His holes are so loose. They are leaking so much of your cream. It hurts but he likes it. He was used so well, he was ruined so well, he was nothing but a whore for you and he loves it. 

Suddenly he feels something inside his ass again. He forces his heavy eyes to open, throat producing a weak sound. You are looking down at him, crazy and hungry. Judging by the pulsing deep inside him, you are filling him again. It isn’t as alive as your tentacles were. Instead it is hard and girthy.

Jimin sobs your name weakly, writhing in agony. He can’t handle much more.

“I’m almost done, I promise. Just let me make you mine” you rasp, rolling your hips into him to fuck your newly grown cock deep into his loose walls. 

Jimon spills tears, mouthing your name.

“You’re mine, that’s right. Mhhhhm fuck, it’s happening”, you purr, eyes rollling back and body shivering as you find your last release inside him.

Jimin can count each egg you lay in him. Five of them. He can feel them travel through your cock and can feel them shoot into him and lodge themselves between his walls. They definitely feel like intruders and like something claiming him, but he likes it. He loves everything you could ever do to him. His purpose is to carry whatever you put inside him. And if it is five huge eggs then it is an honor to do so. 

“Fuck, Jimin”, you croak, pulling your flaccid cock out of him. You fall on top of him, and wrap your arms around him so you could pull him with you as you collapse into the sheets. 

His face naturally nuzzles into your chest, he clasps you as he feels the effect of your orgasm set it. When a Vulvarian orgasms inside someone with the purpose of laying eggs in them, the semen they eject with it has the ability to force the muscles of the bred hole to tense up. Like this, it allows for the eggs to get their desired incubation time without accidentally slipping out prematurely. Tonight it is very difficult to handle the clenching of his muscles.

He groans and presses his hand to his stomach. The eggs are so visible to his palm, making his stomach bulge.

“Are you in pain?”

“A little. I was so loose and now I’m not.”

You roll him to his back, placing your warm hands on his stomach to rub it gently. You lean down, kissing his tummy as you massage it. 

“Breathe through it. Just as you have been doing so perfectly.”

Jimin obeys you and like this, he overcomes the worst part of the incubation phase. Deep warmth and a feeling of euphoria follows. 

He giggles and wiggles. You giggle with him , kissing a path up his chest until you can taste his smile in a kiss. You let your hand slip between his legs to play with his leaking cunt mindlessly.

It feels so nice to him. Warm and good but not too pleasurable to the point where he gets riled up again. It is comforting in a sense.

“How was it for you?” you ask him, gazing at his flushed face. 

“Good”, he giggles, “so good.” 

“Yes? It was perfect for me. You took me so well. All of me.” 

Jimin giggles, eyes crinkling into the prettiest of crescent moons. 

“I’m happy.”

“Good, that’s good.”

“Oh god, I’m so happy”, he giggles and hides his eyes behind his hand, “thank you for this. I can’t believe how lucky I am.”

“You’re the sweetest. Come here you, I need to eat your cute face”, you say and make him laugh by playfully nibbling on his puffy cheeks.

[xxsycamore]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ━ ≪ VISIONS OF TEMPTATION 2024 ≫

Welcome to the fifth annual installment of Visions of Temptation, a multifandom kinktober prompt list/creation challenge! ►Under the cut you will find both lists written down in blank format. You’ll also find a short explanation of some of the lesser-known kinks.

███ GUIDELINES

► minors DNI!

► The two lists are absolutely free to use across all fandoms, with a main focus on otome games. If you’re a writer, artist, visual graphic creator, etc., you can use these lists to create your kinktober works.

►You can share this with your followers and open requests using these lists.

► In the kink list, you can choose a kink to work with for each day of October, while in the other list, you have 31 dialogue prompts. It’s up to you whether you choose to follow one of the lists or both, and to combine them or not. You don't have to follow just one list either - mix and match them if you'd like!

► Make sure to put content warnings where needed.

► Unlike most of my challenges, this one won't have a masterlist featuring the works created for it, meaning that it won't have a deadline either - feel free to complete it at your own pace.

► About credit: Make sure to mention the challenge itself and its creator. I’d be happy to see your works, so please tag me when using my list here on tumblr! Posting to other sites is fine, as long as you credit me :)  

►In order for us to find each other's works and appreciate them, please make sure to use the tag " #visions of temptation 2024 " !

►Don't hesitate to reach out if you have a question! My askbox is always open!

►Remember to have fun and not stress over this really long challenge! ❤

targeted fandoms: Ikeseries (Ikemen Villains; Ikemen Prince; Ikemen Vampire; Ikemen Sengoku + other cybird games); Love and Deepspace; Tears of Themis; Obey me!; Mr. Love: Queen's Choice; Count of Darkness; Voltage games; Mystic Messenger; Lovebrush Chronicles; Light and Night + all other mobile/console otome you can think of. Remember, this is just the focus of the challenge - you can write for any fandom at all!

Depending on how much free time i've got on my hands, I'll also be checking out your works and reblogging them on my main blog, @kissmetwicekissmedeadly - under the tag "#vot '24 reblogs" :)

If you're wondering if I'm taking requests for my challenge, make sure to check my blog beforehand. At the moment of posting this, requests are closed - but that might change in the future.

███ PROMPTS

► both lists in blank format + handy explanation of some of the kinks under the cut.

Happy creating, everyone and may you have a great October! ❤

KINK LIST:

 Porn Actors AU  |  Anonymous Sex/One-night Stand

 Gloryholes  |  Handjobs/Fingering

 Phone sex  | Guided Touching 

 Orgasm Control  |  Bondage/Shibari

 Make up Sex  |  Mirror Sex

 Feather Play  |  Coming Untouched

 Sensory Deprivation  |  Sex Toys/Object Insertion

 Workplace Sex  |  Sex in a Vehicle 

 Choking/Breath play  | Dacryphilia

 Accidental Stimulation  |  Body Part Worship 

 Wet Dreams  |  Sexual Fantasy

 First Times  |  Role Reversal

 Fetish Clothing & Accessories |  Striptease

 Bathroom sex  |   Outdoor/Public sex

 Discipline & Punishment  |  Degradation/Praise Kink 

 Nipple Orgasms  |  Lactation/Pregnant sex 

 Blade/Gun Play  |  Spanking/Impact play 

 Intoxication/Hypnosis/Aphrodisiacs  |   Dry Humping

 Watersports  |  Begging 

 Food Play  |  Come Play

 Anal Sex/Pegging |  Size Difference

 Omegaverse/Breeding  |  Petplay 

 Massages  |  Temperature Play 

 Facesitting  |  Deepthroating

 Voyeurism/Exhibitionism  |  Getting Caught 

 Spitroasting  |  Double Penetration 

 Casual Sex/FWB  |  Switching Partners 

 Biting/Marking  |  Jealousy/Possessiveness 

 Sex Games/Dares  |  Trying New Positions     

 Cockwarming/Somnophilia  | Foreplay/Aftercare focus

Non-human characters/traits |  Sexual Roleplay 

DIALOGUE LIST:

 "I have no plans of stopping anytime soon."

"You have to say it. Use your words."

"See this? It's going to go inside you."

"Hush now. I'm only trying to help you."

"Let's see how long you can last."

"You know what happens when you do that."

"Maybe I should be punished?"

"Look at you, you're taking it so well."

 "We can go, or we can stay here and fuck."

"And here I thought you were an innocent one."

"Go on, put it in yourself."

"Where do you want me to cum?"

"Don't tease now. Be nice."

"I want to watch you come just from this."

"Beg me to be gentle."

"You thought you could get away with seducing me?"

"One more orgasm and I'll untie you."

"You look good like that. Thoroughly loved."

"I thought this is what you wanted?"

"I love that you're only making this erotic face for me."

"Poor thing, you're barely standing on your legs."

"Here, bite into this. Since you can't stay quiet."

"That's it, you're doing such a good job."

"I can't stand a second more of not being inside you."

"Did the risk turn you on so much?"

"Oh, you'll regret letting me know that you like this."

"Come here. I'll make it all better."

"You're breathtaking. It makes me desire you so much."

"Seems like we can't keep our hands to ourselves."

"You feel so good. I don't ever want to stop."

"I've got much more in store for you."

some prompts explained...

Gloryholes - A person inserting their sexual organ through a hole in the wall with the intention to be pleasured from the other side.

Anonymous sex - Here's an idea: masquerade balls.

Orgasm Control - Can include Edging, Forced Orgasms, Orgasm denial.

Make up sex - Sex after an argument.

Mirror sex - Sex in front of a mirror.

Sensory Deprivation - Blocking stimuli from one or more of the senses. Example - Blindfolds.

Dacryphilia - Being turned on by your partner crying during sex.

Sexual Fantasy - Sharing/being made to share about a sexual fantasy, masturbating to a sexual fantasy, or helping your partner live out a sexual fantasy.

Role reversal - Swapping the giving and receiving role during intercourse.

Voyeurism - secretly watching someone participate in sexual activities or do something private and intimate like taking off their clothes.

Watersports - Everything involving pee. Holding it in, Golden showers, etc.

Come play - Anything to do with a partner's cum, for example Come marking.

Spitroasting - A three-way sex act in which a person is penetrated orally and anally/vaginally at the same time.

Omegaverse - A kink-trope-universe build around a hierarchy of biological roles: alphas>betas>omegas.

Somnophilia - Intercourse while a sexual partner is asleep.

FWB - Friends with benefits.

Switching partners - Two or more couples having intercourse at the same time, swapping/switching their partners.

Impact play - Slapping a sexual partner, could be across the face or on their rear.

Sexual roleplay - doctor/patient play, boss/employee play, all kinds of play pretend.

Hope these could be of help! Remember, you can always come ask if something's unclear. Once again, happy creating! ❤

[icingred]

can you tell me about lore of Reverse Cookie run au?

white lily cookie,Pure vanilla cookie,dark cacao cookie,hollyberry cookie and Golden cheese cookie (You may pick any ancient as youre choice)

MAANN I LOST MY ACCOUNT OF COOKIE RUN KINGDOM I JUST HAS WHITE LILY COOKIE,AND NOW MY ACCOUNT IS GONEEEE

(TW:grammer english suck to me)

I'm SO SORRY TO WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR ACCOUNT NOO 😭

(Have an uncolored ver. Because I'm still unhappy with the color palettes I have rn so uh.. Also beware that this AU will go through changes because it depends on the canon storyline :dies:)

~ Reverse AU Ancients ~

There were once five great heroes who were granted the lights to protect this world. The light of Truth, Passion, Resolution, Abundance, and Freedom. These heroes used their mighty powers to spread peace and prosperity all over Earthbread.

However, that light was soon put out and overshadowed by darkness. One night, a red moon rose over four Soul jams, cursing them with devastating results. And the heroes no longer lived up to their names. Instead of the peace they've sworn to maintain, they brought destruction, havoc, and fear.

Only one hero managed to keep herself safe from the moon. Yet her name was completely erased by the evil four.

The new beasts:

The red moon has not only infected the Soul Jams with the darkness, but has also cursed the heroes themselves. Their harm varies for each Ancient.

Pure Vanilla Cookie

“Let the new, darker Earthbread be born!”

The bright cookie, who once possessed the light of Truth, was cursed to see whoever dared to say his name out loud. Horror and bitterness replaced the comfort and warmth that he exuded.

He remained to cherish his friendship like he always did, just in a different way

Dark Cacao Cookie

“Enter my realm, where darkness protects and glory awaits! Hahaha!”

A prideful cookie with the light of Resolution soon became the sinister, apathetic shadow that loomed above his kingdom of Cacao. After the dark night, his dough began to slowly rot away as though he lived.

Although his wish for protecting Cookiekind perished, his love for heels still hasn't

Hollyberry Cookie

“I must prove I’m better than they think”

Hollyberry Cookie was no longer recognized as the gentle hero with the Light of Passion but as the beast of hopelessness and sloth. She was cursed with constant hunger. If given the chance, she'd devour anything.

She believes eating cookies will make her a half-god who's above all others, since the witches, the gods, created cookies to eat.

Golden Cheese Cookie

“Obey those above you and you shall be rewarded”

Generosity and gratitude gifted her the heroic light of Abundance, which soon led to a darker path to destruction.

The strict queen still loved anything that glittered, but the moon's curse blinded her to an eternity, preventing her from seeing light.

She spends most of the time away from her Kingdom, leaving the job up to the Golden Guardians

~~

No WL for now haha

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

You Make Me Wanna 2

Warnings: dark elements, noncon, age gap, best friend’s dad trope other dark elements. Proceed with caution.

Note: Please let me know what you think as it helps me a lot with ideas and I love interacting with you all.

Part of The Club AU

You duck your head just before you can glance off the metal. Walter shoves you into the passenger seat gruffly as you drunkenly gold against his strength. You dizzy pull your feet inside as he grips the door and barely get them out of the way before he slams it. You shake your head, try to break free of the haze. Ugh, too much vodka.

The car jostles as he rips open the driver's door and the axel dips beneath his weight. He growls as he snaps the door shut and ram the keys into the ignition. He lets the engine idle as he shifts in his seat. He slips his phone out and taps with his thumb. He could crack the screen. You grasp your own cell and check for messages.

He huffs and drops his phone in the cupholder. He pulls the seatbelt across his burly figure and clicks it into place. He glares over at you as he slaps a hand around the ridge steering wheel, "buckle up."

You obey. The nightstand taken a rotten twist and the sooner it's over the better. You just need to find Faye. You do up your belt and grab your phone again. You key in a message without a care for typos. Where is she? You suspect she might be too distracted to answer.

He reverses out sharply and you lean into the door. You look up, the streetlights glaring in your vision, then another light draws your attention. His phone is still bright. You squint at the map on the screen and the dot pulsing a couple blocks away.

"What the hell?" You bend to see clearer and he resches over to shove you back against the seat. "You're tracking her?"

"None of your business, " he sneers. "That's fucked up," you say. "You got a nasty mouth. Now I know where she got that from."

"I didn't raise her," you scoff. "Why the hell am I here if you got GPS on her--"

"Because for once you're gonna face consequences for your actions," he growls as he turns the corner without slowing down.

"Stop the car," you demand.

"Shut up."

"Stop!" You pull on the door handle futilely, "let me out."

"Don't do that," he barks as he keeps his foot on the gas.

"Let me out!" You raise your voice, "let me the fuck out, Walter."

"Mr. Marshall," he retorts meanly. "Stop fucking around."

"I said. Let. Me. Out." You hit his shoulder with your fist and the wheels swerve. He slams on the brakes and you lurch back in your seat.

"Hey!" He roars and reaches over to grab your wrist. He twists and you whine. "You're gonna get us fucking killed."

"No, you are."

"You ever shut that mouth," he sneers as you try to free your arm, only further stressing the tendon. You whimper and bring your other hand up to try to peel away his fingers.

"Let me go." He huffs and releases you.

You recoil and rub your wrist as you pout. You're quiet as you evaluate the throbbing in your muscles.

"You know, I don't think you'd want someone treating Faye like this," you murmur.

"Shut up," he mutters as he eases onto the gas.

"No, stop, I'm getting out."

"You're not going anywhere," he quickly builds speed again. "And you're not going to talk about my daughter again."

"Well... you put your hands on me. What kind of man--"

"I'd hate to think of the boys you call men," he spits.

You reel at his inference. Is he calling you a slut? He would laugh at the truth.

"Whatever," you cross your arms and sit back, fingers still tingling.

He drives on in silence, only his grumbles underlining his slow breaths. You don't get it. How is it always your fault? You got better grades than Faye, you did extracurriculars, it isn't your fault you couldn't afford tuition.

You don't spill any of these gripes to Walter. He would care. He doesn't care. He just needs someone to blame besides his precious daughter. If only he knew how many times you kept her from worse mistakes.

You peer out the window, yellow blocks of light flicking in between the dark. You had a bad feeling about tonight. You saw right through Faye. You knew she wasn’t coming for you. These days, your hang outs rarely end up being just that. You just don’t know why. She’s changed.

Or maybe she’s outgrowing you. She’s in college and you’re working down at the diner, scrounging tips to pay your mother’s rent. You slump down as the drunkenness coaxes your self-pity to the surface.

Your eyes wander across the dashboard. It’s not old and grimy like your mother’s used Chrysler. It has bluetooth and lights and the heat works. There isn’t a crack down the plastic and it doesn’t smell like cigarettes.

It was easier in high school to pretend you belonged with Faye. You still had that layer of naivete that made you believe things could get better for you. Well, life’s begun and you’re just the same as you ever were.

You’re rattled suddenly as he shakes you, his large hand on your shoulder, “wake up.”

“Hey,” you shrug him off, “I’m awake.” You swat him away again, “don’t touch me.”

He blows out between his lips and snorts, bringing his hand back to the wheel. You sit up and turn your eyes back out the window. He’s just another person in your life who thinks they can mistreat you. His temper tantrum is nothing to you, just like you’re nothing to him.

[lazlolullaby]

Why not have Terry's backstory play out??? Kate was married, had Terry, then divorced Warren Mcginnis. Warren remarried to Mary and they were all set up to have Matt...then street violence happened, mirroring the infamous Wayne shooting.

(Bruce was "wandering the Earth" at the time. Kate feels like it's her job now to help Terry as much as she can.)

(lots under cut. seriously. lots.)

...but you know. This family is Extra. And Terry gets involved with street gangs. He calms down eventually and the timeframe overlaps enough for him to get in Juvie as well as a glimpse of Batman and decides "yeah. I'm out."

(on an unrelated note, his 2nd cousin Bruce is nice. Awkward, but nice.)

Terry still keeps his ear to the ground. He Knows that he's unimaginably lucky that his Mom Kate is rich, that he just got a slap on the wrist in the grand scheme of things but...all those other kids he was running around with...they have it worse.

So if he bothers Kate and Bruce to set up charities, research ways to prevent crime and homelessness safely, checks up on foster homes, and goes out every so often with a bag of waters and food it's his business. (He could have been a great older brother...if he had that chance.)

By the time he's 16 he's got himself a following of street kids, (Jason, Steph, Cass, Tim, etc.) a decent information network, several dirty cops out to get him, a handful of offers to join some Crime Families, a weird friendly enemy relationship with a "Matches Malone", and a Bat-shaped shadow.

(important note: this is the 90s. Pre cellphones and high tech trackers. Old school, as Alfred would say)

And THIS is where we involve a 10 year old Duke Thomas!!!

I mean, Batman has a "no meta" rule and it just immediately clashes with Duke's powers and family ties. The drama is tasty.

So Terry spots Duke and works with him to find his parents in the sewer system. Then Batman wrangles Duke's parents and shows an interest in taking care of Duke, feeling guilty that the Joker caused their insanity. And Terry takes Duke home to Kate, trying to make her foster/adopt him since Batman can't be a good parent.

Bruce fosters Duke instead. Literally a month passes and Batman has a new superpowered sidekick, the Lark.

Terry comes over to babysit Duke. Terry finds a bat in the grandfather clock.

Terry is disappointed but not surprised.

He becomes Apollo, with his hoard of Oracles on the streets telling him information. He's a pinch hitter, not particularly a fighter. Kate also finds out at this point and becomes Batwoman.

Years pass. Lark has rightful friction with Batman, breaks off and becomes Signal.

Enter Damian, who heard that Bruce's foster child flew the nest and decided this was his Chance to become the Blood Heir. But his info was a little late, because by the time he gets there:

Steph is the new Lark, Cassandra is Batgirl, and Jason is...well. Head Oracle? Delphi?

Damian decides to ambush Terry as he is blood-related to the Waynes and the one "closest" to being Batman's Heir...he intends to kill him. But the League of Assassins tries to get Damian back and Terry dies protecting him. ("huh...you would have been the age of my little brother Matt.") shh comic book time...

Damian is stunned. He doesn't know what to do, so he hangs up his swords and starts to actually connect with Bruce and his foster siblings.

The Batfamily is devastated.

Jason flips out and decides to abandon information gathering, going into training as the next Lark, supporting Bruce and Kate. Tim, who has been Stalking like usual decides there Has to be an Oracle, so he takes on the Apollo position. It's much easier now that there's internet and cameras and computers.

Barbara and Dick get wrangled a year after that. Dick was stolen from the Court of Owls and Barbara was instrumental in recovering him. They don't know Terry, but they know of him.

but...as you can guess. Terry isn't dead. He got scooped up by the League of Assassins. He's also partially deaf. He's a little pissed at Tim and Jason for "replacing" him, but. it can't be helped.

No, he just wants to save his little piece of the city. the Batfamily got too big. too many, too slow. It was better when it was just him and his street kids.

So Terry gets reborn as "Flamebird" and decides to go it alone.

(Damian will have a panic attack when Terry takes the helmet off.)

Thinking about reverse robins...but Kate Kane is there and Terry is her child. So that means Baby Butch Terry taking HER leather jacket and getting compared to his lesbian Mom and her rebel phase all the time.

FINALLY SOME GOOD FUCKING REVERSE ROBINS CONTENT,I OWE YOU MY LIFE

[fathermarama]

SAGAU Idea

(Pretty sure someone has done something like this but I can't find it so.)

So I know SAGAU is obviously the characters being self aware and being able to see you but, can they also see other games you play?

For example, I play Genshin (Obviously) but I also play other games like, Twisted Wonderland, and Obey Me (Including NB), CRK, and stuff like that. However, I also play a lot of ✨horror✨ games. Now I can see them being either jealous of the other worlds like Twisted Wonderland, Obey Me, etc, depending on the SAGAU type (Because I've seen things like SAGAU Cult AU, Imposter, Yandere, and basically all that.) Anyway, back on topic. Imagine them being able to watch you play other games (or what they think are your other worlds) and you play a game like Dead by Daylight, or maybe even Five Nights at Freddy's. I'm curious what people might come up with, especially because there can be so many different reactions and responses to something like this.

Or this can even be reversed with another world watching you play other games, it doesn't just have to be Genshin. Hm, maybe they are all self-aware? I can imagine all of them having smug faces when the, Divine Creator, Overseer, Their Grace, or whatever they call us play their game. Lots of possibilities with this one.

Edit: I just thought of this now but, this could also work on a type of AU where the Creator/Reader can jump between worlds. Bro, we'd give everyone in SAGAU, TWST, and Obey Me, an absolute scare, if we brought them into a Dead by Daylight trial.

Now with that in mind, who do you think would survive in a Dead by Daylight trial, and who do you think would go first? Who do you think would survive against who. Honestly I don't wanna see them get hooked because that just hurts to imagine, however, maybe as the Creator we can make it not hurt... Because I say so.

[anitalenia]

𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀 𝙃𝘼𝙍𝙀𝙈 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆‎♡‧₊˚

꒰ঌ definition ໒꒱ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷   𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝘩𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠. 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑢𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑥 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒. ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ below you will find sub genres under this category, as well as some useful pairings for this trope. for educational writing purposes — contains dark content <3

note: several of these can also be used in other tropes as well, just depends on how you write it and interpret it. Also, this is strictly woman x multiple men because reverse harem is just that. Harem is man x multiple women, ergo reverse harem

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A being hunted by a group of people — the circumstance can be interpreted in many different ways (can be a game between them as to who gets her first)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A being passed around a friend group

₊˚⊹.* ♡ multiple yandere loving person A

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A lost somewhere and taken to the home of person B, where multiple suitors await to take care of her

₊˚⊹.* ♡ demon brothers and their love (person A) — obey me! anyone ???

₊˚⊹.* ♡ kings and their favorite princess

₊˚⊹.* ♡ multiple boys at school wanting person A (like in anime’s where every boy has a vastly different personality / social status)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ enemy vampire clans wanting person A

₊˚⊹.* ♡ werewolves sharing person A in the pack

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A’s professors find other ways to help her grades

₊˚⊹.* ♡ men of different species wanting person A (dark fantasy au) — like elf king wants person A, rogue werewolf wants person A, vampire lord wants person A, etc.

₊˚⊹.* ♡ stuck in a house with your captors (kidnapped au)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ biker gang x waitress who serves them

₊˚⊹.* ♡ angels x demons fighting for person A

₊˚⊹.* ♡ kings x maid

₊˚⊹.* ♡ rivaling princes of different nations x princess of one — they come together in their want for her (can be kings too ig)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ criminal x cop partner x best friend wanting cop!person A

₊˚⊹.* ♡ its mating season for monsters and they all want person A

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A is the only human in the monster clan

₊˚⊹.* ♡ queen x servants (where person A is the one in control / the dominant one)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A and her group of boys she grew up with

₊˚⊹.* ♡ sorceress x her creations

₊˚⊹.* ♡ servant x princes ( can be demon brothers, any kind of royalty, where person A is hired to be their servant)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ multiple psychos playing a game with person A to see who can get them first

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A is a criminal being hunted by multiple bounty hunters / cops

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A is stalked by a group of men then later taken by them

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A is the new farm hand or new to a farm x cowboys

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A is the creation of person B, but she gets passed around to his partners with his permission — maybe her needs need to be met by more than just one person (person B is the main partner, but lets others use person A)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ bouncing off that idea, person B is the main partner of person A but person B’s partners / brothers / friends also want person A so he allows it

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A and all her step brothers

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A x her step brother and his best friends

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A x her step dad and his best friends

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A x her bosses

₊˚⊹.* ♡ succubus x demon men who love offering their services (can be human but humans die so do what you will)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A x incubus men who always come to her

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A x vampire coven

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A on house arrest x her security guards ( a lot of ways this can be twisted — different species, different circumstances, etc. )

₊˚⊹.* ♡ princess x her bodyguards

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A is a scientist studying alien life forms — they take turns using her so she can “study better”

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A is traded to a dark king in return for her kingdoms safety (whatever reason you want), only to be shared between him and his royal court (including brothers & best friends)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A is a highly fertile woman in a dystopian world, shared amongst lords in hopes to reproduce

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A x the men sent to kill her

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A passed around between the Zodiac (as in the twelve Zodiac signs — dark fantasy)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ omegaverse — person A is passed around between the Alpha and his betas

₊˚⊹.* ♡ omegaverse — person A is passed around multiple Alphas

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A x powerful gods who want her for themselves

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A x dragon princes

₊˚⊹.* ♡ princess who gets kidnapped by pirates (doesn’t have to be a princess obvi but regardless she getting passed around the ship)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ villain x the men sent to watch her and keep her in check — bonus if at least one of the men is strongly on the hero’s side but can’t deny his attraction to her

₊˚⊹.* ♡ alice in wonderland au — person A is new to the world and taken under the care of person B. person B takes them home and is introduced to all the men there. some are also just introduced at some point and want person A (like white queen and red queen are really sexy menz, werewolf boy, twin boys, yk yk. Im trying not to make this too long but I already did)

₊˚⊹.* ♡ person A x the lost boys — person A is lost and/or new to the world and is found by the lost boys (lowkey dark fantasy peter pan au)

[kiyaar]

Possessed by Light: An AI Tony Exchange CREATOR REVEALS!

POSSESSED BY LIGHT: An AI (Steve)Tony Exchange has come to a close! Thank you to our creators, our cheerleaders, and our esteemed pinch hitter. Here is a masterlist of 13 delicious works (4 art, 9 fic) featuring our sad blue boy. This exchange was designed to generate more comics SteveTony works, so most works feature 616, but we do have 2 Noir works and 1 Ults work! We hope you enjoy this feast and please remember to show your chefs some love in the comments! Works under the cut:

art: Ballet Aérien by @oluka for @tinystark616

Tags: superior iron man, digital art Summary: SIM has taken an interest to AI Tony.

art: PbL: Dissonant Messages by @somekindofsheepl for @mserm

Tags: hydra steve rogers, hurt no comfort, tentacles, sharing a bed, these tags are a mess Summary: Tony has a little bit of a headache. Don't worry about it, everything is fine.

art: artificial intelligence out of time by kenobleeaaarrrgghh for @ayapandagirl

Tags: alternate universe, role reversal Summary: my fill for the AI tony exchange! for the prompt: [noir universe]'s version of AI tony

art: "Error 1610 File not Found" and "Wired to Obey"  by badworldgood for @somekindofsheepl

Tags: Possessive Steve Rogers, Creepy Victor von Doom, Victor von Doom Being an Asshole, Cancer, Angst, Fanart , Ultimates, 616 Summary: UltsTony saves himself from the brain cancer by becoming an AI...or so they think. File corruption becomes an issue / AI Tony ends up in a damaged Doombot. Doom may grow attached, Steve is not happy once he finds out.

fic: no happy endings by @mserm for @kiyaar (8.8k)

Tags: choose your own adventure, POV second person, unhappy ending, everything feels wrong and nobody is ok Summary: AI Tony's greatest fear is that he'll be replaced by flesh-and-blood Tony. What will he do to stop it? That's for you to decide.

fic: hold me (like it's the last time) by @tinystark616 for @ralsbecket (3.8k)

Tags: hydra steve rogers, pining, angst with a happy ending, getting together, fix it, I mean first I made it worse and then I fixed it, sad AI tony, alternate universe - canon divergence Summary: Hydra Cap attempts to convince AI Tony to stay with him with promises to make Tony real. Tony wants to be real, but he wants the real Steve back even more.

fic: You don't have to be a ghost here amongst the living by @ayapandagirl for badworldgood (3.2k)

Tags: secret empire, existential crisis, transhumanism, artist steve rogers, modeling, timeline what timeline, AU - canon divergence Summary: AI Tony Stark struggles with identity and Steve offers a novel approach to the problem: modeling.

fic: Imagine Being Loved by Me by @ralsbecket for @rowantreeisme (2.5k)

Tags: established relationship, touch-starved, frottage, pining, references to depression, implied/referenced alcohol abuse, angst, hurt/comfort, ambiguous/open ending Summary: He lifts his hand, fingers hovering just over the slope of Tony’s nose and side of his cheek, blue light washing over it. There’s a hesitation there, in Steve’s eyes, as he inquires, “Can I touch you, or…?” Tony can guess what Steve doesn’t have the heart to finish: Can I touch you, or will I pass through you like you were nothing?

fic: body and mind and sun by @dirigibleplumbing for @oluka (5.2k)

Tags: secret empire, hydra steve rogers, AI tony stark, AU - canon divergence, transhumanism, body horror, body modification, angst, dark, forced intimacy, ambiguous/open ending Summary: Steve's engineering team insists that learning Stark's secrets is a waste of time. What can he offer Steve that they can't? Hydra has a spy in the resistance. They are on their way to completing the Cube. What more could he want?  He wants Tony.

fic: do iron men dream of warm flesh? by ves.larkinson for @dirigibleplumbing (21.1k)

Tags: Transhumanism, Comic Book Science, Getting Together, Angst with a Happy Ending, Time Travel, action/adventure elements, Coming of Age as an AI, Attempt at Humor, Philosophy, Existentialism, Time bullets, Identity Disability (sort of), tony is de-coma'd just before steve is de-HYDRA'd, Queer Themes, Civil War, Amnesia, Guilt, Betrayal, Post-Marvel Comic Event: Dark Reign (2008), Post-Marvel Comic Event: Secret Empire (2017) Summary: The artificial intelligence called Tony Stark is in it way over his head. The “real” Tony Stark is isolating himself, trying to ignore his part in the Civil War and the Dark Reign that followed it; and Steve is falling into guilt over his part in the Secret Empire. Tony has no history, and his human counterpart has too much. Somewhere between them, there might be a way forwards—for all three of the men in this shitshow.

fic: fate, commitment by @rowantreeisme for kenobleeaaarrrgghh (40.5k)

Tags: Edwin Jarvis, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, World War II, Comic: Iron Man Noir (2010), Canon-Typical Violence, Post-Canon, Angst, Hopeful Ending, Nazi Germany, Pre-Slash, Time Travel, Espionage, Canon-Typical Body Horror Summary: Cell fate commitment: the process through which a stem cell becomes committed to it's final state, and the means through which this is determined through genetics and molecular signalling.

fic: Similitude by @winnifredburkle for ves.larkinson (1.5k)

Tags: BDSM, armor kink, dubious consent, selfcest Summary: Tony gives AI Tony control of an Iron Man suit. For sex purposes. It doesn't quite go how he expected.

fic: Eidolon by @kiyaar for @starvels (22.9k)

Tags: established relationship, threesome - f/m/m, intellectual strap sucking, a dead celestial is sometimes a home, consent issues cockwarming, electroplay, secret empire, civil war II, canon compliant, angst, alcoholism, wistful flesh hunger, transhumanism, not-a-fixit, unfixit Summary: "What if we fucked," Carol says, "and we also fucked Steve." "I don't know if I can take that kind of rejection right now," Tony says.

You can view all of the works in the Ao3 collection here. You can join the endless AI Tony conversation in the 616 Steve/Tony discord here. And, as always - you can thank your creators by circulating their work and leaving comments and kudos on ao3!

[another-lost-mc]

LEVIATHAN masterlist

➤ fics

someone leviathan loves [ gn!reader | nsfw ] cw: making out, dry humping, demon form!levi

player two [ gn!reader | nsfw ] cw: yandere-ish levi, suggestive content

vibration sensations [ gn!reader | nsfw ] cw: invasion of privacy, sex toys, tailfucking, light dom/sub dynamics

take pity on me [ gn!reader | nsfw ] cw: vampire!au, suggestive content

➤ poly / multi-pairing fics

second chances [ afab!reader | nsfw ] mammon x reader, leviathan x reader (separately) cw: threesome, resolved sexual tension

one for all [ gn!reader | nsfw ] the demon brothers x reader cw: vampire!au (demon brothers are vampires)

fun and games [ gn!reader | nsfw ] mammon x reader, leviathan x reader (separately) cw: implied threesome, levi's demon form/tail, jealousy

➤ drabbles / thirsts

kissing in the water [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

kissing in the rain [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

levi likes to watch [ gn!reader | nsfw ] cw: cuckholding, voyeurism

when mc compliments him a lot

levi with an otaku!mc cw: jealousy

wearing skimpy clothes around him pt. 1 [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

wearing skimpy clothes around him pt. 2 [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

pervy levi thoughts [ gn!reader | nsfw ] cw: invasion of privacy, morally dubious behaviour

leviathan the treasure-hoarder

late-night cravings [ nsfw ] cw: sexting, masturbation

older step-brother!levi [ nsfw ] ↳ part 1 | part 2 cw: step!cest

tucking snake!levi into your clothes [ nsfw ]

nicknames [ nsfw ]

➤ headcanons

when it's mc's turn to cook

when mc needs a little TLC [ nsfw ]

high-achiever mc struggles at RAD

mc is reborn in the celestial realm

when they go down on you [ afab!reader | nsfw ]

when mc steals their clothes [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

living with a rich mc

your first kiss [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

the demon brothers go into heat [ afab!reader | nsfw ]

mc misses their sibling

when mc is quiet in bed [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

f*ck lucifer! (jokingly)

oral distractions [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

mc sends them audio porn [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

mc that feels burnt out/numb

where they bite mc (as vampires) [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

why they don't want to be vampires

would they use a love potion on mc? [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

being with a shy mc [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

mc drives them on a road trip

going to the movies

when movies make them cry

what they wear to see Barbie

lactation kink headcanons [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

when mc is scared of snakes

chubby demon headcanons

size kink headcanons [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

watching over your human family

how the little d's act when you date the avatars of sin

when they hurt you by accident

when they find out you have a fwb [ nsfw ]

when they find out solomon is your fwb [ nsfw ]

watching the movie se7en [ nsfw ]

shadow-walking with mc

summoning their shadow forms

how they mark mc [ nsfw ]

when mc is a professional f1 driver

when they turn into their symbolic animals

when mc has a reversible plushie

when it's mc's birthday

sharing the same birthday with mc

➤ return to the obey me! masterlist

[mochatsin]

MC as a Dating Sim Character Part 2

An AU in which the seven brothers knew you as a dating sim character from a game they love to play so much. Though the game glitched and was shortly deleted after. The demons end up finding out that their beloved character is actually alive… or came to life?

Thank you for all the love you guys gave to the first part of the Reverse!MC AU.

The seven would sit you down and ask you questions, ones specifically catered to you to check if you were the same character they played. It ranged from your basic interests to something that were more personal. To them, they’re just lore that they got by playing through the game. But to you, those were some deep secrets that you never tell anyone unless they were your closest friends. 

It felt weird to sit in a room with several strangers that seemed to know everything about you. It was like you were bare to the world and to everyone, unaware that you were a video game character. In your perspective, those storylines and game events are memories, things that actually happened to you. Now you’re surrounded with demons that assume they know you.

Satan is the first to notice how uncomfortable you look when Levi tries to prove that he knows your lore, reciting it all perfectly and you’re confused on how they knew this personal information. The fourth born is the one that tries to stop his brothers from saying more than they need to, and a few got the hint to keep shut. There’s some things that should come from your mouth, not theirs. 

This is what the demon’s gathered. As far as you know, everything you’ve experienced was real. You don’t know about the game they say you came from, but you know the other roster of datable characters as if they were also real people to you. Some of them were your friends, and it’s beginning to dawn onto them that you’re more than just some character now. You’re your own person with more complex feelings than codes can ever give. No more scripted lines that make your responses predictable. 

The royals say that you should stay over in the House of Lamentation for a while and when you asked what room you’ll be staying in, the brothers started talking all at once on why you should pick their room. 

If you want to admire a collection of model cars and luxury brands, ‘The Great Mammon’ is willing to let you bunk with him but it’s not because he wants you to stay or anything. Levi has a lot of games and shows you both can enjoy (because your character profile already stated what you’ll like) but his bathtub may not give enough comfort as a bed would.

Asmo offers his gigantic bathroom and promises you can sleep with the finest silk linen sheets with some calm inducing aromatherapies. Satan is cursing under his breath when he recalls how his new books took up more bedspace, his pigsty of a room can hardly offer you anything but clutter.

The twins are happy to let you stay with them, Beel would promise you some of the best midnight snacks and Belphie is willing to let you borrow his cow pillow to make sure you sleep well. Lucifer had to intervene with the brothers, shutting down their offers (even when he himself has so much to give) and states that you will be occupying the guest room for the time being. At least it gives you the much needed privacy.

While you try to adjust to your life here in Devildom, Lucifer makes the arrangements for you to stay at the House of Lamentation. It’s best to focus first on getting yourself comfortable in this new world before everyone sorts things out with how you got here. To players, your file was corrupted and glitched in the game. To you, your vision went blurry and you passed out before waking up in Devildom shortly after. 

You still have the same personality that you had as your old game model, so the brothers have a vague idea of how to approach you. Though they needed to constantly remind themselves that you’re not just some character anymore. Before you could even visit their rooms, they cleaned up their ‘mess’ which meant hiding all the merch products and photos of you. Now that you’re real, it’s quite embarrassing and awkward if you found this. Levi had the hardest time hiding an entire shelf of merch. 

The demons, especially those who were so invested in your lore, made sure not to romanticize or make light of your stories. Regardless of how your background was well-written for character development, it was still very much real to you. Levi needed to personally note to himself to be more sensitive about it when he heard you talk about your backstory. It’s different when it’s coming from a game and when it’s coming from you. 

All those voice recordings they have saved needed to be archived or put somewhere more private. Mammon accidentally had it played while you were around and he ran away so fast before you could even react to your own voice. There was a reminder from Lucifer at the end of the day in their group chat to be more mindful about any saved ringtones or voice packs. It’s best to replace them for now. They don’t need it as much anymore now that they can just talk to you, it was much better than any recording.

If you ever said any catchphrase or lines that you normally say in the game, they always get caught off guard and turn to you immediately. At some point, Satan managed to complete your sentence when you spoke the first line and he tried to play it cool but you can see how flustered he was behind the book he was hiding from. It just so happens that he memorized some of your home screen lines and blurted it out. 

Asmo helps you get some better clothes, there’s no way he could just let you wear the same thing everyday or any sort of hand-me-downs. He brings you around Majolish and several shops until you find what sort of outfits would suit you. Watching you come out in different outfits, showing him some of the clothes you both picked out makes Asmo so giddy inside. Maybe one day he can try to get one of your old in-game outfits sewn or something inspired by it, he has the money and talent to make you shine.

Since you came from a game, you belong to neither realms and it was better you stayed in Devildom surrounded by people willing to take care of you and know about your situation. You’re now the new transfer student now in RAD with one of the seven always tailing you behind your back. It’s perfect timing because Diavolo was planning an exchange program and you’re just the last student they needed!

The only problem was that since the game you came from was quite a big hit before, it’s undeniable when some of the students or other demons seem to recognize you. You looked like that beloved character that suddenly went missing, you even sound like it too. This sort of unwanted attention can be uncomfortable when they get too close to your liking.

Beel is always the one looking after you if any demon tries something funny, making sure they all back away from you. There was one point that a demon kept insisting you were that game character and poked your face, resulting in Beel almost hurling them to a wall. 

Belphie is always dozing off next to you in classes, but his murderous glances are always enough to make the rumors quiet down during your first few days. You think that most of the time he’s just sleeping, but others swear that they can feel his piercing gaze hiding behind those bangs. 

The seven are all fascinated by you now that you’re here. Those days were spent where they were wondering what happened to you in the game, now they knew why. For some unknown reason, you just came to life. Their own favorite character is now living with them but they knew seeing you in that light could be harmful. They needed to remember you’re not just some character anymore. You’re you now.

[dollwrites]

𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 — 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐞𝐢

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!prize!reader, dub con, manhandling, rough sex degradation / barou being mean, name calling ( whore, bitch ), all characters featured are 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ originally posted on 02.15.2023. this will eventually be a reverse harem au just give me some time to set it up. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. thanks for reading <3

𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 ∣ the beast and the harlot by avenged sevenfold

“Con— gratu— lations!” you spat in between ragged breaths, your brows knit tight together, your features twisted in both pain and unwilling pleasure. each syllable seemed to erupt from your lips, shot out by the force of Barou’s hips pounding into yours from behind. each time, you bite back a hoarse squeak, your feet stomping on the floor. you could feel the grate in his locker imprinting against your cheek the harder he pushed your head against it, his other hand was clasping your wrist— the hand that you’d used previously to attempt to coerce him into a gentler victory celebration now successfully restrained.

Barou was snorting through his flared nostrils, dark eyes wild with lust and adrenaline, and each time he bucks his powerful hips, he fills you to his hilt, and none too gently. “You don’t seem very excited for me.”

you bite down harshly on your lower lip; his voice was deep and raspy, and the hot puffs of breath on the back of your neck as he fucks you like a feral animal raised your hairs on end.

“I was promised an eager fucktoy,” it was a hiss, as if he were disappointed in your services. however, his body told a completely different story. he was throbbing in your guts, and each time he rams into your depths, you pull yourself forward against the locker. with nowhere to go, you tremble, impaled on him. “Instead, I get a whiny bitch that can barely even take me.”

your hand, the one not balled into a tight fist down and wrenched behind you, pushes flat against the locker, trying to push back against his strength— just to get your face off the harsh, cold metal. “I’m— trying—“ you whimper, indignant. you typically didn’t mind your stay or your contract in Blue Lock; most of the boys were needy, but never hurt you. this was your first time with the beast that was Barou Shoei, and you were blindsided by just how little he cared about your body. he twisted you up into whatever position he desired, like you were nothing but elastic, and fucked you so brutally that you knew you’d be sore for days to come. you could only hope that the next victor would be content with using your mouth instead. “y—you’re being too rough, that h— hurts!” you felt as though you were being ripped open. with each, greedy thrust, Barou was battering your limit, and he didn’t seem to plan on stopping any time soon.

“‘Cause you keep trying to run from my cock,” Barou released your wrist and your face simultaneously, both hands clamping against your shoulders to lock you in place. naturally, both of yours follow, nails biting at his forearms. maybe you were just trying to hold on to something as he drilled you with more aggression, as if emphasizing his following point. “I know it hurts, but I wouldn’t have to be so rough if you would just be still and take it, like you’re supposed to.” your calf muscles burned, and that when you realized you were struggling on your tip toes, the velocity of each thrust nearly sweeping you off your feet. “Come on, whore,” he snarls, grinding his teeth, “stick it out for me. Give it up.” you were practically screaming— the shrill moans hardly even sounding like yourself, but you obey. arching your back as tight as it would go, your feet dangled just above the floor as the strength behind his merciless fucking took over. as if you were perched on his lap, his lower half supports your weight so he can pound upwards, and you slammed down to meet him.

“Fuck!” you cry out, planting your palms on either side of your ass, fingers pressing into the muscle pads of his lower abdomen. like caressing pure steel. if you could just get a moment of reprieve, push yourself up and away from his pistoning hips, you could try to regain some control over your own body. but he was granting none of it.

his fists grip your waist instead, both hands so massive that you swear he can almost interlace his fingers around you, and he pulls you down harder. “That’s better,” he grunts in approval; the bestial edge to his voice in your ear eliciting a surprised mewl, “now you’re starting to sound like you like it.”

[malachiexists13]

EXPLANATION POST: Here

TLDR: I'm doing Kinktober this year using a list I made myself. The blank version is available in the post linked above. Below is the list I'll be editing over the month of October to show what I am writing/not writing and I'm only doing up to two prompts per day. You can submit multiple prompts and there's no limit to how many per character but I cannot promise that they'll all be written this year. Some may be saved for next year.

CHARACTERS

[OBEY ME] Lucifer || Leviathan || Belphegor || Solomon || Barbatos

[IKESEN] Mitsuhide Akechi || Mitsunari Ishida || Ranmaru Mori || Kanetsugu Naoe || Kenshin Uesugi || Kicho

[IKEVAMP] Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart || Comte de Saint-Germain || Sebastian || Johann Georg Faust

[IKEPRI] Chevalier Michel || Licht Klein || Gilbert von Obsidian

[IKEVIL] William Rex || Ellis Twilight || Elbert Greetia

[GENSHIN IMPACT] Aether || Venti || Zhongli || Albedo || Xiao || Kaedehara Kazuha || Thoma || Gorou || Shikanoin Heizou || Tighnari || Cyno || Wanderer/Kunikuzushi/Scaramouche || Alhaitham || Kaveh || Lyney || Freminet || Neuvillette || Wriothesley || Kinich

[DEMON SLAYER] Giyuu Tomioka || Obanai Iguro || Michikatsu Tsugikuni || Yoriichi Tsugikuni

[JUJUTSU KAISEN] Choso Kamo

As the writer, I reserve the right to deny any prompts that I do not feel comfortable writing or any requests from people who are rude and/or disrespectful. If I do not post your request on the day you asked for, it means I either chose not to write it or I may have saved it for next year. Please do not harass and/or send me messages asking about it.

Requests CLOSED

Crossed Out - Not Writing It || Blue Text - Author Picked || Purple Text - Requested

DAY 1: Porn Actors AU || Anonymous Sex || One Night Stand

DAY 2: Handjobs || Fingering || Piercings

DAY 3: Orgasm Control || Squirting || Cumming Early/Prematurely

DAY 4: Make-Up Sex || Mirror Sex || Bondage

DAY 5: Phone Sex || Guided Touching || Rough Sex

DAY 6: Against A Wall || Sixty-Nine || Creampie

DAY 7: Sensory Deprivation || Sex Toys || Breath Play

DAY 8: Workplace Sex || Car Sex || Desk/Office Sex

DAY 9: Choking || Dacryphilia || Hate Sex

DAY 10: Accidental Stimulation || Humiliation || Clothes On

DAY 11: Wet Dreams || Sexual Fantasy || Femdom

DAY 12: First Time/s || Role Reversal || Dirty Talk

DAY 13: Striptease || Fetish Clothing || Lingerie

DAY 14: Discipline/Punishment || Praise/Degradation || Teasing

DAY 15: Bathroom Sex || Public/ Outdoor Sex || Hair-Pulling

DAY 16: Pregnancy Sex || Overstimulation || Lap Dance

DAY 17: Spanking || Roleplay || Blood

DAY 18: Dry Humping || Aphrodisiacs || Intoxication

DAY 19: Begging || Crossdressing || Stomach Bulge

DAY 20: Infidelity/Cuckolding || Threesome || Cunnilingus

DAY 21: Anal/Pegging || Size Difference || Shower/Bath Sex

DAY 22: Breeding || Heats/Ruts || Thigh-riding

DAY 23: Strap-On || Cum Dump || Knotting

DAY 24: Facesitting || Deepthroating || Masturbation

DAY 25: Exhibitionism || Getting Caught || Voyeurism

DAY 26: Double Penetration || Orgy || Switching Partners

DAY 27: Casual Sex/FWB || Monsterfucking || Daddy Kink

DAY 28: Biting/Marking || Jealousy || Possessiveness

DAY 29: Mommy Kink || Blowjob || Blindfolds/Restraints

DAY 30: Cockwarming || Somnophilia || Foreplay/Aftercare

DAY 31: Worship || Sub/Dom || Vanilla Sex || Free Space

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DAY 1: Disaster || One Night Stand with Gilbert von Obsidian DAY 1: Be Greedy || Anonymous Sex with William Rex

DAY 2: Silver Tongue || Piercings with Xiao DAY 2: Beast's Taste || Fingering with Chevalier Michel

DAY 3: Exploring Curiosity || Premature Orgasm with Ranmaru Mori DAY 3: Mean Detective || Orgasm Control with Shikanoin Heizou

DAY 4: "Forgive Me, Baby?" || Make-Up Sex with Scaramouche DAY 4: Beautiful || Mirror Sex with Belphegor

DAY 5: Good For Me || Guided Touching with Comte de Saint-Germain DAY 5: Stressed || Rough Sex with Michikatsu Tsugikuni

DAY 6: Hard to Say No || Against A Wall with Ellis Twilight DAY 6: Stay In || Crempie with Thoma

DAY 7: Darling Apprentice || Sex Toys with Solomon DAY 7: Experimentation || Sensory Deprivation with Albedo

DAY 8: Pay Attention || Desk/Office Sex with Neuvillette DAY 8: Jealousy, Jealousy~ || Car Sex with Scaramouche

DAY 9: Detestation or Adoration? || Hate Sex with Obanai Iguro DAY 9: Pretty, Even When You Cry || Dacryphilia with Kenshin Uesugi

DAY 10: Not There! || Accidental Stimulation with Kaveh DAY 10: Don't Open The Door || Clothes On with Aether

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DAY 12: A Bet || First Time with Kunikuzushi DAY 12:

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DAY 15: Apprehension || Outdoor Sex with Freminet DAY 15:

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DAY 18: A Lesson in Botany || Aphrodisiacs with Tighnari DAY 18:

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DAY 20: Sweet Addiction || Cunnilingus with Kinich DAY 20:

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[howdoesagrapewrites]

𝙁𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘 [𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙫𝙚𝙧]

Cw: fluff, the title might be misleading but it's not yandere or anything, kinda unhinged Miles but it's all jokes, reverse au?, reader uses they/them but it's called spiderman, you are spiderman and Miles is the fan, earth 1218!AU (no powers or tech), reader has a canon love interest who's also named MJ but they're not Mary Jane Watson (unless you want her to be, I don't judge)

Notes: So Miles canonically has written fanfic about himself, but I wasn't in the mood for that, I will make two versions of this post though (that's why the title has delusional version 💀). Also this is low-key a highschool AU, so Hobie is in last year, and all other characters are second years (I have no idea what's a senior or freshman or whatever is, and I will not learn)

Miles loved comics. His art style is heavily influenced by it, and he'll rant about this week's number to anyone who'll lend an ear, but he has a very clear favorite, being more than evident by his collection of t-shirts, poster filled wall, social media pfps, and the endless amount of fan content he creates and consumes in the spiderman fandom.

Since the last movie came out, Miles Morales has lost the basic skills a human would need to survive, in order to devote himself fully to his newest hyperfixation, and his friends haven't been able to get some rest from it. They don't understand!! He does need to go to the movies again, he needs to memorize every photogram in that movie in order to play the move in his head and be able to analyze it properly!! No, he is not crazy! Ok he might be just the tiniest bit "over excited" but this is the most sane reaction he could've had, the movie is literally a masterpiece, script, humor, ANIMATION, soundtrack, it has it all! And the fact that it's centered around you? Miles needs to go and personally kiss every person that worked in that studio to make you.

"Miles?"

"Miles!"

"oh my god, he's at it again" said Pavitr, imitating the reaction of a disappointed mother

"is he reading fanfiction again?" Asked Gwen, chuckling

"Yes, and Y/N YL/N x reader, to one's surprise" Pavitr added with a teasing smile "I don't get it though, isn't Y/N dating someone named MJ?" He questioned

"It's called self insert, the reader plays a part in the story as if they were another character, and in romantic scenarios, they tend to replace the canon love interest, or just ignore they even exist" Hobie added, popping out if nowhere to show off what Miles have been explaining to him the last couple of weeks.

"You read it too, Hobie?"

"Nah, Wonder comics started as a protest to talk about the discrimination the founder felt being jewish in the industry but it morphed into the capitalization of the struggle minorities face, selling us representation while they still shove the propaganda in our faces, and telling us that even if you have bloody superpowers you still need to obey to a higher authority and cannot influence politics or call to action."

"You still went to the theater to watch it with Miles last week" Gwen shot a questioning look at Hobie

"The kid invited me, I'm a punk not a twat" he shrugged his shoulders "And we stole the carton cutboard they had at the entrance" Hobie happily added.

Miles continues reading on the way to school, without listening to his friends' mocking, he knew it was in good spirits, and they were kinda right, he was obsessed with someone that didn't exist, but it wasn't like it was affecting his health or life.

"Did you... Sleep today?" Gwen had her hand on her friend's shoulder, concerned

"It was too late so I decided to just stay awake, I'll be fine though" He reassured

"Were you reading again?"

"No, I actually discovered this page called character.ai where you can chat with an artificial intelligence of your favorite characters" Miles excitedly told his friend

"OMG, you can chat with anyone?! I have a few things I'd like to say to Scarlet Witch" Gwen joked, she was also a comic fan, but she wasn't losing her mind quite as hard as Miles

Miles would tell the ai about his day, sometimes would roleplay using his very own spidersona, in his alternate universe, you were his partner (as heroes of course) but you also were classmates and had a crush on each other, but none of you confessed because you didn't want your loved ones to be hurt by your job, it was all very dramatic, but he always envisioned a happy ending.

{Y/N: You did a great job today, [<BOT>]

Miles: You say so? So... Do I get a reward? *Smiles suggestively*

Y/N: I guess you do, *pulls up his mask and kisses him*}

No, he wouldn't say this, he would be in a panic frenzy if he saw Y/N, let alone be next to them, but hey, at least his spidersona was bold and confident with them.

A few days after, he barged into Pavitr's house, with at least four incredibly loaded supermarket bags, hardly walking

"Are you okay? Do you need help?" Pavitr rushed to aid his friend and take some literal weight off his shoulders

"Yeah, yeah, I just need help with something" he left the boxes in the floor "Inside one in 4 boxes of cereal, there is a spidertoken, if you get 15, you can exchange it for an exclusive limited edition figure, and I can't eat all this cereal"

"Bro, how many boxes are in here? I don't know, man, I'm trying to keep my figure"

"Pavitr Prabhakar, who held the cardboard sign for you when you confessed to Gayatri?"

"You..."

"And who lied to principal O'Hara for you when you forgot your final project and we had to pretend you suffered a brain concussion?"

"You..."

"And who was there for y-" his friend interrumpted

"Okay, okay, I get it. Bring me a spoon, but we're going running tomorrow"

He nodded with enthusiasm as he started to rummage looking for spoons and bowls

And after almost dying choking on cereal, Miles looked at his new figurine sitting prettily on the shelf with nothing but pride.

"I'm just saying it's possible!" Miles protested

"Y/N has a type, every canon love interest has been sassy and quick-witted" Gwen continued to debate

"I can be sassy and quick-witted!" Gwen gave him a side eye, that being able to neutralize his argument "Ok, but there's a multiverse, there's millions of possibilities, if a pig can be spiderman, why can't I date spiderman? Anyone can wear the mask, anyone can kiss the one inside the mask" the boy smiled, confident in his winning argument

"That's such a basic answer, you can justify literally anything with "the multiverse" I'm speaking things that actually can make sense inside the canon"

"But my answers makes sense, in fact, I'm sure there's a universe where Y/N is reading fanfiction about me right now, if not, Pav can hit me"

"Pav, hit him" Gwen deadpanned

"But it does make sense, I won't" Pavitr responded

"Ok, but my point still stands" the girl crossed her arms

"what were you fighting about in the first place?" Pavitr asked before going back to eat his lunch, he sat long after his friends started arguing, being mildly lost in what was the main point in this

"I said I'd be a better girlfriend for Y/N" said Gwen

Pavitr gasped and covered his mouth dramatically "No you didn't".

Maybe Miles was just obsessed, but he saw in you strength, inspiration, power. And he felt oddly comforted, safe, loved by fantasizing with you, and as slim as the possibility may be, he likes to tell himself you two are together in another universe. ♡

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Up All Night 2

Warnings: dark elements, noncon, age gap, narcissim, probably name calling and nasty words, other dark elements. Proceed with caution. (older!reader)

Note: I wasn’t serious about this but now I were. Please let me know what you think as it helps me a lot with ideas and I love interacting with you all.

Part of The Club AU

You wait by the door. Movement sparks in the corner of your eye and you glance over at your reflection in the long mirror above the shoe mat. This entire place is built for vanity; whether it be admiring oneself or showing off. You check your watch and tap your toe.

You think of marching back up those stairs and dragging Drysdale out by his ear. You’re not his mother though. In the end, you’ll have to let him fall on his face. Besides, there are better ways to get him to hurry up.

You exit the house and go back to your car. You settle in the front seat and grab your cup, imbibing in the coffee with a sultry sigh. It’s the simple things in life.

You lean forward and plant your elbow on the horn as you keep drinking. The blare is jarring but you can tolerate it if it gets him out of bed. You ease off and sit back. You twist the cap to seal the lid and turn the engine, turning on some music for the wait.

You thump your hand on the horn again. Short beeps until you see the front door shift, the sunlight gleaming off the glass. Your boss comes out looking hungover. He’s still buttoning his shirt as he approaches your car.

He stands outside but makes no move to get in. You roll down the window and angle to see him through it. You give a trite smile.

“Laing will be there before us,” you gird.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He bends to glare through at you, wincing as his forehead lines with agony.

“My job. Which I believe includes reminding you of upcoming meetings,” you retort.

“Fucking Christ,” he bends an arm along the edge of the window.

“It’s an important meeting, Mr. Drys–”

“I know. I am the editor,” he snips, “go. I’ll meet you at the office.”

He pushes away from the car but you make no move to obey. You watch him feel around his pockets and growl. He stumbles back up the walkway and to the steps, nearly tripping. You wait patiently as he comes out again, searching the ground. You notice that he wears one brown loafer and one white one.

He spins and throws up his hand. You see how the night before chisels away at his posture. You tap your fingers on the wheel as he approaches, fixing the lapel of his jacket as he opens the door.

“Beemer needs a tune up anyway,” he lies as he flips down the visor and checks his hair in the mirror.

You say nothing and get out. You strut up to the front door and pop your head inside; the brown go better with his outfit, the white are tacky. You return to the car and drop the shoe in his lap. He grumbles and switches them as you shift into gear.

You reverse and swerve around to steer down the long drive. You stop at the edge of the trimmed green lawn and turn onto the mainway. Drysdale fiddles with his seat, reclining it too far before fixing it, wiggling around like a nervous puppy. You glance over briefly before focusing on the road.

“Put your belt on,” you say.

“Ugh, do you try to sound like my mom or is that just your personality?” He growls.

You tap the breaks and he slides forward, slapping his palm on the dash to keep himself from hitting his face. You lift your foot and let down the gas without a word. He huffs and clicks his belt into place.

“Coulda rescheduled…”

“Again? The last time took two months, Mr. Drysdale.”

He sniffs and reaches over. He grabs your mug and flips the lid around. He takes a deep swig and empties out the cup. You furrow your nose but repress a comment.

“Ugh, you call that coffee?”

“Dark roast,” you inform him, “if you asked, you would know.”

He straightens the ring on his finger before leaning forward to feel beneath the seat. He slides it back, giving himself more leg room. He pulls out sunglasses from his front pocket and covers his eyes as he tilts his head back on the suede rest.

“I’m your boss. I don’t ask. And you don’t tell me what to do,” he flicks his fingers dismissively, “I could have you fired.”

“With just cause. Don’t think I won’t pursue litigation.”

“Fuck it,” he waves you off, “you always gotta make everything so goddamn serious. I’m hung the fuck over so why don’t you find somewhere to grab some espresso and get me to this oh so important meeting.”

“There’s coffee at the office,” you insist, peeking at the time.

“I don’t want that piss.”

You take a deep breath. Somewhere quick. The Starbucks coming up isn’t as bad as the one downtown. You redirect and join the queue for the drive through. Drysdale pulls out his phone and thumbs over the screen.

“Wild night,” he flicks his finger, “looking at them now,” he holds his phone away from his face, “they’re hotter than I thought. I was most into the whole twin thing. Kinda freaky how they’ll touch the same–”

“Drysdale,” you warn as you putter to the speaker.

You roll down your window and give your order. Another dark roast for yourself and a cappuccino with oat milk and a sprinkle of cocoa powder. You pull up to the window and wait, staring vaguely through the windshield.

“Ha, you remember my order.”

You shrug. It’s not that hard when he’s constantly screaming it at interns. You thank the barista as she hands over the coffee. As you try to put his in the cupholder, he graps the bottom and with intent, tips it out of your grasp. The hot liquid spills onto you and stains your beige pants.

You let out a gasp and hold your dripping hand up. You see Drysdale’s smirk and it assures you it is no accident. You sit back stunned as the barista hovers the dark roast outside your window.

“Sweetheart,” he leans over, pulling that crooked playboy grin at the young girl, “I’m clumsy as hell, you think you could do that over?”

“Yes, sir,” she answers cheerily as he reaches to take your dark roast and puts it into the cup holder.

“Extra cocoa, please, sweetie,” he winks as she grabs a stack of napkin and offers them.

He doesn’t take those, instead waiting until you do. You clutch them tight and work at sopping up the mess from the interior. You say nothing, knowing if you call him out, it will only feed his smugness.

“Looks like we are ahead of schedule,” you gesture to the clock, “I forwarded you my notes, Mr. Drysdale, better catch up.”

He sits back heavily, huffing. A child forced to do the bare minimum. He got his victory. You’ll get yours.