#ohohoooo i love this

[therxtking]

Bad rat bad rat just a little rat

"STOP IT, STOP! SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"No one asked you!"

[myunghology]

how knights act like with a crush — 1/2 parts!

featuring tsukasa, ritsu, leo x gn reader

warnings swearing 💔

genre + layout fluff/crack, headcanons/bulleted layout

a/n YIPPEE reqs open for knights 😈

s. tsukasa

2nd place for in denial awards, 1st being izumi.. unfortunately! he isn't here.

denies liking you FOR SO LONG it's so sickening, even though it's painfully obvious that he does like you; he just doesn't realize that.

the only reason is because he says a relationship would be too distracting, because obviously, with his idol work and being the next heir of the suou family, he can't a afford a relationship right now. “who says they would even date you?” “RITSU STOP BEING MEAN” “I'M NOT??”

has a habit of buying you food, incase you didn't eat yet. does this LITERALLY everyday, and even if you did eat already, he'd probably just say; “oh.. then you can just eat this later.”

and of course his members would tease him about his ‘not-crush’.. yeahhh totally they believe that (more under the cut!)

“suo~ you to~tally have a crush on [name] don't you?” — leo. “i-i don't! where'd you even get that from..?!” — tsukasa.

has a harder time to suppress his emotions for you if you're clingy. are you wishing for this death at this point? please stop that..

gets so visibly flustered whenever you hug him, saying that quote unquote “it's inappropriate because we're in a workplace” erm okay...... don't act like you don't like it you silly goose (insult)

when you do stop tho he gets upset. “you brought this upon yourself idk why ur so sad dawg” — knights “STOP”

you noticed that, obviously.. so you decided that the best option was to probably..? keep hugging him.

“why do you keep on doing this?” (HE'S WON IN LIFE) “plz stop being delusional..”

probably. asks advice from arashi mainly because she's the only trustable one in knights. (maybe ritsu too but he currently doesn't know where he is right now) if he really does like you. “WELL............... *proceeds to recite a whole paragraph*" — arashi.

“oh.”

AFTER MONTHS. of denying his crush on you. he has decided to finally face his fears and accept it. like the big boy he i-

has been taking care of you more, asking how are you through text, but still with perfect grammar and punctuations. tsukasa do you want to tell [name] anything.

TAKES SOOOOO long to plan on how to confess. bro it probably takes him a month to confess (planning included). that's for another fic tho.

s. ritsu

doesn't like the fact that he likes you because the feeling is annoying. he hates the fact that he wants your attention everyday, every moment. but he can't help that he wants to be loved.. right? (im just like him fr. head in hands)

the way he's looking at you with stars in his eyes whenever he isn't sleeping, his shoulders are slumped while he's sitting down, looking up at you arranging knights' schedule for this week. “fix your posture, ritsu..” “o-oh..”

he feels a weird thing in his stomach whenever you defend him from people belittling him. other students have done this for him before, but why when it's coming from you.. it's different somehow.

but when they shit talk YOU because of him... OHOHOOOO he's gonna start a riot.

“ritsu.. please stop biting people to the point that they'll bleed.” “NO.”

he often finds himself clinging to you and laying on your lap! especially after once he decided that he can't control his feelings, so.. typically he just tries to embrace it.

but in all honesty? ritsu's genuinely afraid that you might think he's too clingy and you would want to distance yourself from him.

he feels a great sense of warmth when you do return his affection back tho (ﾉ´∀｀*) . he feels soooo content with you— he already wants to be with you in the future!

ritsu often hugs you from your back whenever you're doing something, which often makes people ask, “are you two dating..?” to which you deny. ritsu feels sad.. he just doesn't know that you want it to be true as well.

sometimes he's the one who answers tho, and he says, “yes. we are (#‵′)” which IMMEDIATELY flusters you, and ritsu being ritsu, he definitely teases you about it, and once he found that out, he answers for you and teases you about your ‘cute, little flustered face.’

+ one for them filipino ritsuP's (fem, sorry 😭) he'd definitely call you “misis ko”

t. leo

his crush is either painfully obvious or absolutely no one can tell if it's platonic or romantic love; mainly because he says ‘i love you’ and is painfully affectionate and clingy to everyone.

probably leaning to more obvious though. It really depends.

someone could be like “leo, [name] is there oh!”“WHERE?!”

they were just kidding.

...thats what makes having a crush on him so hard. he gives these mixed signals but then you quickly realize he does those to other people as well.

he's definitely one of those people who's awkward with their crush. “thank you for being here to see us practice! and.. for being so beautiful..“ “what?” “BRAVE. thank you for being so BRAVE.”

hugs you randomly?? from the back, side, or front bro and INHALES your scent like it's the last thing he'll be smelling until he loses his sense of smell 💀

pay attention to someone else and he's gonna be wiping his tears with a hamster.

HE GETS SOOOOO JEALOUS to the point that you don't know whether to laugh or be concerned. is it really how a friend should be worrying about you? HMMMM

“im gonna be producing another new unit for awhile—” “NUH UH. NO! YOU'RE ONLY OURS!” “LEO-SAN THEY DON'T BELONG TO US”

writes multiple love songs about you and knights definitely tease him about it. you probably somehow find it while cleaning up his messes...

sounds something a little bit like lovers by anna of the north or either from the start by laufey! or... love like you from steven universe <3

or if it's a sappy song, take romantic homicide or let you break my heart again as a reference.

“but [name] is gonna be busy again today.” “aaaUGGhHHHHHHh 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔”

he cannot physically stay away from you for more than a day. if you go to another country— best believe knights will have a concert there.

©myunghology — skiffydi

[imminent-danger-came]

Absolutely delightful to see this in my notes, god bless.

I feel like I can't say anything and have you believe me, so my recommendation is just to watch it

It starts out with your powers being wacky and causing a little trouble for the people you care about and then it ends with you hurting and destroying all of your loved ones

[basil-doing-things]

i love live performances of hadestown with patrick page as hades because the first time he speaks in way down hadestown you can HEAR the audience react to his voice they’re like “ohohoooo”

[st0r-fruit]

god help me it is

ANOTHER GAKUEN BABYSITTER CROSSOVER AU-

Who am i crossovering it with? CARMEN SANDIEGO

This probably only centers around Ryuuichi and Kotaro (maybe Kamitani and Taka as well.) an AU where Roundabout took the Kashima Siblings as his own and raised them. He's still Julia's dad so guess who's having a sister!!

You may be asking, Bee, Ryuuichi wouldn't steal, he's too soft!

Ohohoooo, let's add ANGST to it.

Dead parents, who both loved traveling more than the kids, an uncle who refused to take them in (Haruhi and the Kashimas are still cousins, they just don't know that), left in a shabby orphanage where most people there prefer to adopts younger kids, and it was always Kotaro or Ryuuichi, never both. Surely that'll fuel his evil side, no?

Im thinking of him being a VILE nurse, who takes care of the operatives and is also a backup operative. I think he'd also be under the wings of The Cleaners.

In here Ryuuichi is 14 and Kotaro is 1 year old. So the story goes that Roundy wanted another children (also because Julia wants as well.) and he goes to an orphanage. On the way, he encountered a boy who was stealing food. It's Ryuuichi. Scolding him and such, Ryuuichi broke down crying because the orphanage wanted to separate him and his brother so they ran away from the orphanage to an abandoned building. Father instincts kicking in, he decided maybe he should adopt him and his brother instead, poor child, and infant for godsakes.

Uhmm just gonna summarize, Nigel got him into VILE, and become a nurse/part of the cleaners and sometimes he steals for vile.

Uhm. You may ask questions.

[zozo-01]

Oh a fic request to celebrate your 200 eh??

Perhaps some domestic James fluff?

(I just want a *boundary-respecting*, silver-tongued telepath to make me coffee and a Belgian waffle okay?)

Pretty pweeeeeez

Ohohoooo, some fluffy James for my favourite composer??? Hell yea!!! One domestic James fic coming right up!!!

"mind over matter (but breakfast first)."

"Beloved, I need you to get up. You need to eat something before leaving for work."

Technically, they didn't need to get up right now. Work doesn't start til nine in the morning, and it was only six. But they didn't know when the next time they'd enjoy his morning presence. So instead of dragging James down with them for cuddles, they begrudgingly started to wake up.

Rubbing their eyes, Beloved spoke, sleep still evident in their voice. "I'm up, I'm up, no need to yell this early in the morning." They removed the blanket on them, shivering when the cold air hit them. Immediately they grabbed James' discarded clothing, hoping to provide some form of protection against the elements. It had, like always.

He chuckled, watching his pouting partner struggle to wake their mind up from their peaceful sleep. "I was not yelling, my dear. You're just not awake yet."

They groaned as they got up, only to flop into James' chest. "I am plenty awake... So fucking awake..." Their voice trailed off as the teetered the line of their consciousness.

He pushed their hair back and kissed their forehead. He picked them up, legs wrapping around his waist and head resting in his shoulder, and made his way to the living room. He was soaking up the warmth of their body, savouring and committing the feeling to memory knowing it won't last for longer.

Carefully, he sat his lover onto the stool by the kitchen island, holding them upright so he may wake them up again. It was easier this time, having already disrupted their sleep.

They shook their head and opened their eyes once more. The smell of pancakes had woken them up completely, their stomach grumbling at the delicious smell. "You dastardly villain. Using the scent of delicious pancakes to lure me from my sleep." They jabbed their finger into his chest. "You sicken me," they said with no real heat behind their words.

"Oh I know, beloved. But I need you fed before you go to work, lest you come hungry and miserable," he teased, taking their hand on his chest and kissing it. He let go of their hand and prepared a plate for his lover. He knows he won't be home to comfort them after a bad day, so the least he can do is give them a good morning.

Beloved rolled their eyes and took their plate. "What's got you sappy this morning? Sounds like you have another late-"

James kissed their forehead to stop that line of thought. "Don't you worry about that, beloved. Just eat and get ready."

They sighed, frustrated that the department would once again prevent their partner from being home. If only they would stop overworking James to fucking brink so that he can rest at their goddamn place-

James placed a gentle kiss on their cheek. "I love you, beloved, and I'm sorry."

"Never apologize, it's never your fault."

So the couple spent the rest of their limited time together that day, laughing, having fun, creating soft and loving memories that they can look back on when they're far apart from each other.

[welldonekhushi]

*Ding dong*

Heyo! During my examination yesterday, my little sister peeked at your blog through my phone (she doesn’t have her own tumblr), and took a look at Vasili’s profile and ref sheet before saying: “looks like Marlene’s true match. Think he’ll have it down for her?” And I was just like. “Can you not speak your mind for once? She will TRY to brutalize the poor fellow at first sight just for being associated with Adler.” She has no filter, but my lil’ sis loves your artworks so much by the way. 😭 Vasili, Vincent, she loves his names sm.

OHOHOOOO MY GOD (¬‿¬ )

Not gonna lie but, looking at Marlene she will absolutely HAUL the shit out of Vasili only because he was associated with Russell Adler (by mistake), but your sister calling the two a perfect match together contradicts it hilariously, hahaha!

But I'm so happy that your little sister enjoys my artworks and Vasili too! I say a very thanks to her! (＾▽＾)

[short-black-diamond]

hello!! i came across your account just now and i was wondering if you could write something smutty about hwanjin na from get schooled?? if you don’t feel comfortable with writing smut then you can just write anything fluffy or crack. thank you!!🫶🏽🫶🏽

ohohoooo i got a GREAT IDEAAAA

(give yourself a name, for example webtoon-anon or an anon with an emoji idk but please do so, so i can distinguish you from my other anons, okay?)

okay okay so we are going with fem chubby teacher reader, who is a gentle soul!!! omg imagine hwajin having to smack himself physically just to NOT grab dat ahh-

your name will be: Hi-de Yong

warnings: obsessive behavior (->students: yandere for you), hwajin is struggling, you are sad

I also don't wanna spoil anything, so read at your own risk, okay? the most i will say is that na will get peppersprayed and then you two fuck. now read!

[ 2.9 k words my loves!! ]

...

Sweet, sweet students of mine.

Claiming that your life as a teacher in this prestigious high school was fun and wonderful would be a partial lie. Because yes, even if the day mostly consists of you lecturing your students with that gentle, nurturing and motherly charm of yours, there are also times where your peers act...strange.

"H-huh? What do you mean, I am not allowed to use the restroom, ha-neul?", you'd ask a sweet student of yours in innocent wonder. She just grins softly.

"Ah, there is such a commotion miss Yong," Ha-neul hums, leading you to the stairs to the next restroom. "We are taking class pictures today."

A lie.

Girls putting down other girls. You don't hear nor see the victims. The ones who talked back to you. The ones who disrespected you. You are their beloved teacher, of course they would hide their ugly personalities from you. Of course you would be oblivious. Of course you are too naive, gentle and kind to see through their perfect facades.

"Ah, o-okay sweetie..." and then you are also finding yourself in that empty restroom. Huh, guess the girls like the lights of the restroom above more.

...

"Hwajin Na, at your service, madam," a tall man hums, a cigarette in his mouth but he didn't light it...yet. And you blink up at him.

He is handsome, despite his rugged appearance. Dark, unruly hair that goes over his shoulders, a beard, and that lazy smirk he stationed on his good-looking face.

"Are you a relative of my students?", you ask gently, having no idea who he is; and nobody gave you any information. Na tries not to imagine you bent over your desk as he examines your eyes fluttering up at him.

You are a sweet little thing.

Small, chubby, curvy...perfect in all the right places...and god, those gentle eyes...

He clears his throat. "I am from the TRPA, The Teachers' Rights Protection Agency, and I got a file stating the complaint of one of the students in this snob academy."

You can't help but blink at him owlishly. H...a-a complaint? how so?? 'Wait, did he just say "snob"?-'

"Someone left a complaint? May i know who it was?"

Oh no, who is feeling so scared? why didn't you know about this? oh, what a bad teacher you are-

As you rake your brain with small tears brimming in your eyes, Hwajin tilts his head at you slightly, narrowing his eyes. Either you are a pretty good actor, or you are genuinly sad that a student felt uncomfortable in this place of education.

"I am sorry, but the sender of the complaint would like to stay anonymous. However, you could show me around school and let me watch you teaching a few classes."

'Hmm...she looks so...delicate, fragile...'

You quickly wipe your tears as you take a few deep breaths. Breaking down again first thing in the morning. Great. "Of-of course, sir.", you mumble, and walk around, showing him around and giving him a nice tour.

"...And this is my classroom, sir."

You lead him inside your hallroom, which has many rows of seats, and it reminds him more of a university hall than a normal high school academy. He also notices many hand-crafted things, a small snack bar, women's articles in the corner, and countless books stacked together.

"You must really love those kids, miss...?"

"A-ah! Hi-de Yong, sir.", you introduce yourself quickly, blushing in embarassment on how you didn't think of doing so sooner. 'Ugh, manners, hi-de, manners!'

"And yes, my students are really dear to me. I love them all as if they were my own children."

The man beside you raises a brow at your fond tone and gentle smile.

...

The next day, first period begins, and you lecture the children wonderfully. they chime in most of the time, asking you various questions, to which you smile and note down quickly to discuss later with them.

And Hwajin? Well, he is a bit perplexed by your kind demeanor towards the teenagers, and even more so by the teenagers eagerly claiming your attention. You must be a favourite.

"The kids adore ya," he chuckles after the lesson is over, which means after the seventeen and eighteen year olds finally left you alone with their questions. "You their favourite or somethin'?"

You hum and smile, a small blush on your cheeks. "Oh no, sir, you just flatter me."

"Hm, do i? To me, it seemed like they were all a bit obsessed with you."

"Please-"

"I mean it.", he grins lazily.

You look at him for a moment, wondering what he might mean with that. But the there is something else you want to ask. "...May i know how the student is who sent the complaint? O-or ask you to deliver them a message?"

The man scratches the back of his head with a low grumble. "uh, sure, go ahead."

You hum. "Can you....would you please be so kind and tell them that i am sorry? I... i am sorry for not being a good enough teacher for them all... my goal was for the school i teach at to be a comfortable place, where students learn for fun. Where they love going to... i just... i can't help but fail.", you sigh, a small frown on your face.

"I hope that student will get well soon....and that i will do everything in my might to help if they reach out to me."

...Damn. Hwajin raises a brow. 'That milf sure knows how to talk'. He can't help but be torn between three things. Wanting to believe you, staying neutral, or just pulling you into an empty classroom to-...ugh.

"Sure."

...

Hwajin Na roams through the bustling corridors, the jocks politely stepping out the way after momentarily stopping their stupid chants in order to do so, making the older man hum in appreciation. At least the athletes are nice. He then keeps walking around.

'...Why is there no drama? How come everything looks so perfect, like a perfect school should? Wh-'

"H-help..."

'Hell yeah! -ahem- Oh no!', Hwajin thinks, sweatdropping to himself. 'Did i just get happy over a person in need?'

He quickly follows the meek noise, and comes face to face with a guy with glasses. But he doesn't look like he needs help; he looks perfectly fine... like everyone else. A tick mark appears on na's temple and neck.

"Oi, don't call for help unle- ACK!!-" '-...Did i just get peppersprayed!?'

While hwajin stumbles and rubs his eyes, another spray hits his nose. It is a strange, sweet smell...

Oh no...

Oh fuck.

His eyes are trained on the guy. "...The hell?"

The guy just adjusts his glasses. "I am glad my newest invention of aphrodisiac perfume worked..."

Then he walks away. "I reckon you keep your distance from miss Yong."

"Hey! listen here, you son of a-"

'Wait...'

Yong? As in Hi-de Yong? As in... you?

Now everything makes sense... You with your gentle and soft-spoken nature... Everyone literally pawing at your feet... That letter must have been from someone who might have talked ill of you, only to get a lesson from their classmates-

These students are all obsessed and possessive with you!

'I...need to tell her...', Na thinks as he quickly marches over to where you are, having last seen you in a freshman classroom. He doesn't bother to look after the nerd who sprayed him, instead walking away.

Luckily, nobody else bothers him. On one hand, it gives him a good pace to approach you quickly before his cock springs out, on the other hand, he grows suspicious. 'Why is nobody chasing me, or asking for help? No tricks?'

He reaches the classroom, and finds you there. His boner twitching against the zipper. "Miss yong, I need to talk to you.", Na grits, grabbing your wrist and dragging you away. Meanwhile, you blink and let him drag you away.

"Wh-what is it, sir?", you ask softly in concern, growing confused of his hurried pace. 'Maybe he has a clue, or wants to lead me to the student with the complaint?' Yet, all your thoughts are blank when he pulls you into an empty classroom, and locks the door.

"...Sir?"

He then turns around, and you can see his pepper sprayed face, his bloodshot eyes, his flushed cheeks.

"Miss yong, before you scream or break into a fit, i need you to believe me, okay?", Na starts slowly in a calm tone, his breathing ragged as he feels his boner growing. 'Fuck, what the hell was in that perfume!?'

You look at him in concern. "But you have to tell me what happened to you. Why do you have pepper spray on your face?"

The taller man grunts and tries to wipe it away with his hands, however, he quickly accepts your napkin, and soon, it is gone.

"Those students.... one of them pepper sprayed me, and then he sprayed some weird ass perfume on me, and now..!", the rugged man sighs, blushing and panting, and now, you can also see what happened.

Oh...

Oh...!

Your eyes widen at the large boner, which nearly crosses na's whole left hip side, straining his boxers. On one side, you'd gladly offer yourself to him, on the other side, you can't help but be cautious around him despite his predicamtent.

"My...my students?", your voice comes out as unsure, sad, heartbroken, but also a bit offended.

"Why them, i don't understand..."

Na sighs and before he can answer, he flinches as his dick grows once more. 'I don't even usually get hard like this! Why is my boner so big...and around her, no less...!'

You gulp as you look down at his boner, subtly biting your lip and rubbing your thighs together. 'God...'

Maybe...Na is also taking advantage of you? You are a woman after all. Oh...what a situation you found yourself in...

"Think about it, Yong. you never saw anything wrong with your students, yet there is a letter of complaint having been sent to my agency."

Na tries to take deep breaths, yet he feels his testicles pulsing. 'Wha-!?', and suddenly, the urge to impregnate you comes to his mind. With those large breasts and those wide hips...yeah.. oh, what a wonderful mother you'd be... wait, what?

'WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING!?'

He clears his throat. You saw his boner, and he told you that it was your students that got him into this predicament. "Was...was there any student who talked back to you, or annoyed you, Yong?"

You nod. "Of course there are. They want to discuss, and say their own piece of mind-" "I meant students that make fun of you. Students that don't like you personally. Maybe because of the bad grades they get from you?"

You hum, a sad frown on your face. "...Yes, there are some students who happen to have trouble following the subjects' topics, and yet they refuse tutoring lessons i am always willing to offer for free. But..."

You give him a worried frown, with tears brimming in your eyes. "Why would they send a letter of complaint to you because of that?"

Hwajin sighs and closes his eyes. "They didn't send the letter because of the bad grades. They sent a letter of help because they got bullied aggressively by their classmates for talking ill of you, or even making fun of you."

And now you understood. But that wasn't any better than before. Your eyes are wide as the tears stream. "How...Why...? My students...they, they wouldn't do such a thing..."

"Children can be very deceiving, Yong.", Hwajin mumbles, scratching the back of his head.

You then look up at him. "And what should we do now, sir?"

"...", Hwajin looks to the side, his face red. Ah yes...his...problem.

"...", you blush furiously. "...Ne-need...help..?"

Hwajin gulps. "Don't want to force you, miss-" "It's alright... i...i want to help.."

'You are so dirty, Hi-de! but what else should i do!? It's been ages since i was last with a man..!', you think to yourself as you shyly approach him, and look up at him with a flustered look. None of you has a condom, so how will this go? The classroom may be locked, but there are students and teachers all around you two...

"Mm..", the man hums lowly, eyeing you like a predator. What an innocent thing you are...finding yourself like this. He gently takes your waist in his hands, caressing it warmly. "I think i know a way where we can both suffice out of this...problem.", he gulps, one of his hands reaching up to tilt your head up, making you shyly face him. cute.

"Y-yes, sir?"

"Mhm.", he muses, a small grin, more depicted as a smirk in your eyes. "I could just...," he sighs, his hands wandering down to your hips. "Have your thighs...as my cock drags against your little pussy..."

And you feel yourself clenching around nothing, because Why is that man so attractive? and so hot? and bothered no less? And...with you, no less.

"Are...you sure, sir? I-i don't mind if we do it, uh, t-traditionally..."

And Hwajin snorts. "'Traditionally'? What are ya, some kinda prude? Nah, ma'am, I have a weak pull out game.", he whispers, and in the next moment, he gives you a soft kiss.

You gasp against him softly, your eyes widening, before you kiss him back slowly. You start caressing his member underneath his pants as the make out session grows more heated, and not even five minutes later, you are milking him like a cow.

"Goddamnit, woman, s-slow down-," he gasps, his thighs trembling a little as he stumbles back against the table, his legs straightening and his toes curling in his dress shoes.

But do you listen? Haha, no.

"Mmh, no. You look so gorgeous like that, Hwajin."

Your voice comes out in a soft whisper, your hands gently wandering up and down his cock, mindfull of not pulling. Only pressing down around on tip and shaft, tickling that leaky tip around the angry mushroom head of his. "So red, I wonder how long it'll take you until you orgasm.."

Meanwhile, Na's hips buck into your hands pathetically, and he gives a weak grunt. "G-gonna come soon if ya don't stop... Fuck, y're a minx.."

'Ugh, I just wanna taste him so bad...'

"Would you mind if i sucked you?", you ask him softly, giving his neck a nice lick. As if your ovulation started. When he doesn't answer, too lost in the pleasure, your left hand wanders down to his balls to give him a soft slap. "Earth to my sweet hwajin."

And that makes Hwajin jolt, his hips thrusting upwards, right into your hands that did a wonderful movement. "Ah- y-yes, yes, please-"

You drop down to your knees, yanking his pants down, and Hwajin fears you might have ripped them. Or if you inhaled the perfume from him. Or if you're just as sprung on him as he is with you at the moment. Either way, he doesn't hesitate to toss his head back and groan in delight when your plump, glossy lips already engulf the tip.

It tingles and he squirms a bit when he feels your tongue poking into his slit, or how your lips press against the end of his tip. "Hah...ooh..mh..that's it...g-good girl...such a goood girl..ah.."

What he isn't prepared for, however, is when you suddenly deepthroat him. Never in his life was he ever able to have a woman go down on him that nicely and quickly without gagging or choking. And you do it like it's fucking second nature.

"Ah-", he gasps, his hands flying to your hair at the back of your head, and pull, while his hips push. He doesn't even want to do that! It is like Hwajin's body has a mind of his own. He'd rather push himself away from you and apologize on his knees, but he can't...not when you feel so good..

He can't believe he is using your mouth and throat like a fleshlight now. He can't believe that he is pounding between your lips. And you're letting him.

Your eyes meanwhile, are fluttering shut in bliss, your hands gently kneading his muscle-y thighs and hips and you also bob your head to his thrusts, gulping and slurping, sucking and licking on him as if his dick were a straw or a lollipop.

"Oh, oh yes...ohh...yes...", he moans, his fingers tightening in your hair. He looks down, and then he cums down your throat. How...blissed out you looked, with his can-sized dick in your throat. You are certainly a freaky girl. He shivers and even whimpers when you hungrily gulp down his seed, your walls constricting against his now soft and sensitive member over and over again. "M-miss Yong, please, t-too much-"

...

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[lastintheserverbox]

Yes we would love to :3

But also! Your friend mark was lookin for ya i think-? I uh. Don't really know where he IS but maybe you could contact him? I think he'd appreciate it! Also nice to meet you!!!

🖌

"Woah ohohoooo this is a lot. There's so many of you. Neat. Sick. Hi. Mark's harmless, he's probably just tired.

As for Jade? Man Jade doesn't really trust anyone. I mean the company tried to clear us out when they noticed us. But I mean without them I think we're fine...eh...Anyways."

"WHO DID THAT? WAS IT ONE OF YOU? WHY MAN? THAT BASKET BALL WAS AN INNOCENT."

...

"Hey is that Kinito guy possibly deleting other things too?"

"I was. Really looking forwards to putting that on my wall man."

[m1d-45]

here is the problem i am in an angst mood but i'm having zero thoughts head empty

lemme think for a second hmmmm...... wouldn't it absolutely horribly suck if post imposter reader had like obvious marks from how they were killed. like picture this with me: you get decapitated and are revived with a long scar snaking around your throat where your head was severed, or you're burnt alive and come back with swirls of divine blue mimicking where the flames ate up at your flesh OR OR if you're electrocuted, there's bright blue lichtenberg figures all over your body.

just. a permanent reminder of your death that haunts both your followers and yourself! a lose-lose situation for everybody except ME because i love pain - teddy anon

ohohoooo you are in a dangerous mood, aren’t you

yes, that would absolutely horribly suck and i think it’s a brilliant idea. reminders of sin plastered all over your skin—theirs, for worshipping a false idol, and yours, for meeting your heroes. i think it would be awful if the ripples of blue across your skin were reminiscent of the wind or flames, if they wrapped and dipped like thorns into your skin.

(what would be worse, i wonder: knowing their cause, or having the world avert their eyes as you call the marks beautiful, unknowing of their volatile origin?)

[feketeribizli]

What's ypur oc lore 👀

ohohoooo youre in for a ride 😁👊 (its nothing too deep actually)

my main two guys met in a childrens home when they were around 13-14 years old, have been putting up with each others bullshit ever since... theyre both pretty regular guys trying to navigate boyhood and growing up in hungary as a minority and disabled person, respectively. theyre also really stupid and not notice theyre in love with each other for a good while

while im at it i will also plug my old writings https://archiveofourown.org/works/27629051/chapters/67598384

[eldritchaccident]

[pm] That baby boy is the pickiest eater on earth, and I've known him over half my life. If he was going to eat a newt it would have to be the most goddamn specific newt, and probably would have to be covered in gold leaf. :P

[sorry to anyone who needed their shit investigated today, rip]

Babe you know I'd be down for anything. A little kidnapping, some arson, light murder of a guy who really deserves it. By the way, If you hear a guy going into our basement, please know I've seen him throw a rock at a squirrel, and that he's a big shithead who never liked me or my dad and tried to sick the HOA on us and he definitely deserves to be eaten by my dad-- [user is stunned for a moment, bursts out in laughter, is a little unsure if this is a regular old Kavanagh Classic tm misunderstanding or if somehow she did bag the Queen of Modern Pop. User decides to go along with it as well, cause they love CRJ.]

Ohohoooo? No kidding huh? Well I personally think we can convince her, no sweat. Maybe I'll call in a couple favors to get something big set up, I probably still have a few stashed. When's Jade's birthday? Is it close to mine? Well my fake one -- cause mine was-- it was actually-- I should tell you-- but then you'd-- you can't find out I'm actually younger than you--

[pm] Gabagool eats all kinds of shit when he thinks you won't find out about it. He's a little liar.

[when the axis is rocking don't come knocking amirite]

Figured you'd be into it. Christ, I love you. Don't know much about her. All Kavanagh gave me is a name. Or three names, I guess. Carly Rae Jepson. Can't say if she's more like Kavanagh or Jade, but we're supposed to convince her to 'perform' for Jade's birthday, so I'm guessing she's plenty of fun. Up for a road trip?

[zozo-01]

for the character asks! Vega??? (whether prime or imperium is up to you!)

OHOHOOOO, FOR YOU, I SHALL DO BOTH!!!!! thank you for the ask!!!!

1: sexuality headcanon:

this goes towards all daemons, prime and imperium, but i believe that both versions of vega are pansexual, but they don't really have a term for it??? like being able to feel sexually or romantically attracted to everything is just super duper common in daemon society.

2: otp:

aside from the canon couples for prime and imp! vega, i really like vega/cam!!!! mainly because of @dominimoonbeam wonderful fic for these two!!!

3: brotp

i can't really speak for canon vega since we don't see him interact with many characters other than warden, but for imp! vega?? AVIOR AND GAVIN!!! THEY ARE B R O T H E R S!!!

4: notp

*shivers* caelum.

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

oooooh, this one applies to both and is based on @pearl-kite (i'm so sorry for the random tag heifhs) lovely art of cosmic vega (plus all of their other daemon art), which leads me to think that daemons naturally have galaxy skin as their default and have to use magic to get change it!!!

6: favorite line from this character:

hchdsi i unfortunately do not remember most lines verbatim, BUT!!!! when prime! vega tells warden to feed off the human and when imp! vega gives his final words to moore are defff my faves!!!!

7: one way in which I relate to this character

i guess the way both vegas are hell bent to see their visions come to life. i know i'm hella ruthless when it comes to what i want and it's something i kinda admire of them in a weird wayyy!!!

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

ANYTIME THEY DON'T TELL THEIR LISTENER THE LORE! PLEASE GIVE ME LORE!!!

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

def a problematic fave, but they have pretty voices and give me lore (when they feel like it) so i don't mind <333333

[ars-ceratinus]

O, Trawlerman, god of tide and flesh

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

still fixated on the idea of toji being mean to a cute chubby reader; being all handsy with them, always grabbing— and there’s SO much to grab, their thighs, their ass, their chest, their belly, even their soft arms, he loves it— or pinching just to hear them squeak (so sensitive!!); can’t get enough of how they look when he’s got them all frustrated, so wet he can feel it as they grind into his thigh; loves to hear them whine as he finally sinks into them, and fuck, that’s the one time this asshole stops running his filthy fucking mouth because they’re so /goddamn/ tight. Anyway, I also feel like a whore today ffff DGHJJ

Ykw shame on you for making me simp for Toji, he's CRUSTY and LAZY and GAHHH!!!

Anyways sksksk

CW: chubby reader, gn reader, smut, "fat" used in a nonderogatory way

God damn it fuck shit mother fucking GUH

Alright fine I'll be horny for Toji 🙄

God no but it's such a yummy concept i hate it 😩

Toji bullying you? Teasing you? Making you so flustered that you stutter and squirm and struggle to focus on the task at hand?

He's such a meanie ong the worst man you've ever met

He's pinching your cheeks, tugging your hair, flipping up your skirt, cornering you wherever you are and pushing his hips into you, his big fat cock pressing into your plump tummy

And he does it all with a stupid shit eating grin on his face bc he's so satisfied seeing how embarrassed you get around him

Mans towers over you (don't matter if you're taller than him, in my world he's taller than you 😤), making you feel so small despite how big your body is

He treats you like you weigh nothing, often pulling you along somewhere and picking you up and tossing you over his shoulder so he can smack your ass and hear you squeal in surprise

He's just so strong it's insane like how does he do it??

Mmm but imagine he bullies you at first just for fun bc he's bored or whateva

Just a silly schoolyard bully but with bulging muscles and an adult sksksk

He's mean just to be mean, calling you a chubby doll, squeezing your cheeks in one big hand and laughing about how squishy you are

Makes him wonder if the rest of you is just as squishy as your cute chubby cheeks

So maybe he starts jerking off to the thought of you, watching porn of fat cuties getting railed so he can imagine your body jiggling with each thrust (lowkey he's mad how little there is for big buff guys x chubby babes, like how can he visualize fucking you if it's a skinny white guy fucking instead? It just ain't accurate sksksk)

He's even meaner once he realizes that he's attracted to you, grabbing every inch of you that he has access to, marveling at how soft and squishy your body is

Bricked up the first time he squeezes your upper arms sksksk just the biggest boner he's ever had good lord he feels like a fuckin teenager with you

He's ready to risk it all just to slip his cock into you and watch you squirm and whine from how big he is

It doesn't matter if you run or hide or fight back: he's gonna keep chasin after ya and make your life a living hell until he gets to pound your fat ass into the bed 💕

And once he finally gets his hands on you the way he's been dreaming about?? OHOHOOOO, good luck trying to move on with your life like he is never letting you go sksksks

You're his partner now, this isn't up for discussion, ain't no way in hell he's lettin anybody else have a pretty lil thing like you, he is ADDICTED

He manhandles you so often it's crazy like wtf sksksk, just tossing you around to whatever position he wants before fucking your brains out

He's got so much stamina too it's a nightmare 😩

He could cum five times and he'll be back up and ready for round 6 after some water and a bathroom break sksksk

God but all the bruises? All the places he's smacked and grabbed, not thinking about his strength? It's awful 😔

You can barely sit down without wincing bc of the big ass bruise he gave you last night from slapping you too hard 🤧

Honestly good luck babe sksksk you're gonna need it, he's a fuckin monster to chubby babes

[ritz-writes]

WAHOO LETS GO

Luckily for all parties concerned, Adam happened to be on half term break.

we love plot convenience <3

And so, Newt met him at King’s Cross on a rainy London morning, and left the train station on a suspiciously sunny London afternoon.

ofc its sunny, adam only deserves the best (i love this "suspiciously sunny" line hehe)

“Just hold on a sec,” he said to Newt by way of explanation, and beelined for Maggie’s instead.

ah?? maggie?

Maggie watched after them for a moment, but it wasn’t until much later that she realized she hadn’t told him her name.

okay that was... odd. adam what r u up to?

For reasons Newt didn’t understand, Adam still hesitated and took a deep breath before opening it and stepping over the threshold.

OHH HE NEEDED PERMISSION! ohhh i love that i love that a lot. and the difference between him going inside anathemas place so easily vs aziraphales i assume is cuz shes a witch with a few layers of protection, while aziraphale is an angel and the shop is technically a heavenly outpost. very very clever

“Right,” he began, clicking the pen and opening the book, “Now while I’m here, there are a few things I absolutely need to do, you understand.”

oooo professional adam lets goo

“I need to try something called soo-shi. Pepper says it’s raw, and Wensleydale says it can’t be because you’d be sick, but then I saw a video on YouTube where a man ate a live octopus and its suction cups clung to his throat and killed him. So I need to try it and see if it’s alive or dead. Also, Brian found this old cartoon called Naruto and he asked me to see if I could find something called Ramen...”

not what i was expecting but i shouldnt be surprised 😂

It turned out that none of Adam’s friends were interested in souvenirs, and had instead requested he bring them back information

very on brand for The Them

Much to his surprise, Newt found himself blinking back tears. It was the first time he had stopped to consider that he was in fact worried about Muriel.

awww newt dont cry 😭

“Then we could use a VPN or something?”

i love the idea of a demonic vpn used for an angelic calling system

“Huh,” he said, “Didn’t think old people knew about VPNs.”

HA ....wait a sec how old is newt *goolging googling* WAIT A MINUTE HES ONLY LIKE 4 YEARS OLDER THAN ME. adam i take back my ha 😂😭

Newt groaned in frustration. Teenagers.

just be glad youre dealing with the anti christ and not jeremy

VOTE TIMEE

ohohoooo i am STARING at villainous interference..... fuck it i have to choose it. i just love when a bit of drama happens. things r going a bit too smoothly right now hehe

wonderful as always puffin 😌

Fanatic Intervention Part 20!!!

Okay, here we are! Part 20! I was finally starting to feel more myself again today, so I was able to finish it :D

I planned for Newt and Adam to be one installment, but the story has demanded it need at least two parts. SO! Here we go!

Let's do this.

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Luckily for all parties concerned, Adam happened to be on half term break. This meant that all Newt needed to do to convince him and his mother to let him take a train to London, was promise that the kind and well-respected Mr. Fell would write Adam a Letter of Recommendation for Uni. And so, Newt met him at King’s Cross on a rainy London morning, and left the train station on a suspiciously sunny London afternoon. Adam enjoyed riding the tube, but seemed much less impressed by the time he was standing outside the bookshop himself. The teenage ex-antichrist stood outside the door of the bookshop looking at it like it was something stuck on the bottom of his shoe.

“Well,” said Newt, “This is it.”

Adam hummed to himself in thought before turning his attention to Maggie’s record shop. “Just hold on a sec,” he said to Newt by way of explanation, and beelined for Maggie’s instead. Newt, surprised by this development, went after him.

“Uh, we have records in the shop already, you know.”

Adam ignored him and opened the door to the record shop, where Maggie was asleep on the counter. At the sound of the bell, her head popped up and Newt could have sworn she jumped nearly three feet in the air.

“Oh!” She cried in surprise, but her expression changed to a smile when she saw Adam. “Hello, young man. If I can help you find anything let me know.” Maggie was practically beaming at the thought of having a customer. And a young one at that!

“Actually,” Adam began, “Mr. Fell from next door asked me to pop by and help him with some things around his shop. But he doesn’t seem to be in at the minute. Do you think he’d mind if I went inside without him there?”

Maggie’s customer service smile softened to a motherly one. “Oh my dear, I bet Mr. Fell would absolutely be alright with you going in. Especially since you’ve got Newt right here to watch over you. You go right on inside, and if he says anything about it, you tell him I said so.” She winked for emphasis. Adam smiled and nodded.

“Thank you very much, Maggie,” he said politely. Then he turned and left with Newt following behind. Maggie watched after them for a moment, but it wasn’t until much later that she realized she hadn’t told him her name.

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Newt watched as Adam approached the door of the bookshop and placed his hand on the handle. For reasons Newt didn’t understand, Adam still hesitated and took a deep breath before opening it and stepping over the threshold. Newt followed behind like a lost puppy. To be honest, he was rather lost already. He didn’t understand the things Adam was doing or why he was doing them, and really he didn’t know how to go about asking either without sounding rude.

“Erm, you alright Adam?” Was about the closest Newt was able to get. He closed the door behind them and locked it just in case.

“It smells funny here,” Adam replied with a scrunched-up nose.

“Probably the books,” Newt explained, “A lot of them are very old here.”

“No,” Adam said, “It’s not the books.”

Despite not ever being to the bookshop before, Adam found his way to the flat without needing Newt to show him, and put his bag down in the second bedroom that Newt was certain hadn’t existed before. The moment he’d dropped his things, the teenage ex-antichrist turned to face Newt and pulled a small notebook and pen out of his pocket.

“Right,” he began, clicking the pen and opening the book, “Now while I’m here, there are a few things I absolutely need to do, you understand.”

Newt nodded along seriously. They were getting to business now, he could see. Best to get straight to it, yes.

“I need to try something called soo-shi. Pepper says it’s raw, and Wensleydale says it can’t be because you’d be sick, but then I saw a video on YouTube where a man ate a live octopus and its suction cups clung to his throat and killed him. So I need to try it and see if it’s alive or dead. Also, Brian found this old cartoon called Naruto and he asked me to see if I could find something called Ramen...”

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It turned out that none of Adam’s friends were interested in souvenirs, and had instead requested he bring them back information – answers to their curiosities that they couldn’t absolutely confirm in the small village of Tadfield. Frankly, Newt found this to be rather charming, and allowed Adam to call the shots so to speak until after dinner. In this fashion, they managed to cross a few items off his list which included, but weren’t limited to: Is Piccadilly Circus actually a circus? (disappointingly, no), Does Sherlock Holmes actually live at 221B Baker Street? (Also, unfortunately, no), Is Sushi alive? (Alas, another no), and Is Ramen actually as good as it looks in the cartoons? (YES).

After a very expensive Japanese takeaway, Newt cleared this throat. “Adam, listen, we’ve had a great deal of fun, but I need your help with something very important.”

“I know,” Adam said, setting down his spoon and taking out his phone, “You need me to help you find an angel,” he looked up from his phone screen and into Newt’s eyes, “They’re your friend. I’m going to help you find them. Don’t worry.”

Much to his surprise, Newt found himself blinking back tears. It was the first time he had stopped to consider that he was in fact worried about Muriel. It had been his fault that they disappeared, or were kidnapped...er...angel-napped or whatever it was that had happened to them. And they were such a sweet soul, and he didn’t even know if they were safe. So yes, for the first time since Muriel’s actual disappearance, Newt realized that he was very worried for his friend.

Adam went back to his phone for a moment, tapping and swiping as he spoke. “I’m guessing you’ve already tried the communication circle under the rug, yeah?”

“Uh...yeah,” Newt said, wiping away the few tears that had managed to actually push to the surface, “Didn’t work. I just got…..voicemail.”

“Hm,” Adam looked up from his phone, eyes drifting towards the ceiling in thought, “I wonder...maybe they’re blocking it because they know it’s you.”

“What? Like Caller ID?”

“Something like that.”

“Then we could use a VPN or something?”

Adam raised his eyebrows and set his phone down on the table. “Huh,” he said, “Didn’t think old people knew about VPNs.”

“Hey,” Newt rebutted, “I’m not that old.”

“Pft. Yeah, okay Boomer.”

“I’m not…” Newt groaned in frustration. Teenagers. He took a deep breath and decided to try again. “I’ve loved computers and software since I was a kid,” he settled on, “Technology just...never really loved me back I guess.”

Adam nodded thoughtfully. “Well good,” he said, “I’m going to need you to understand what you’re doing once I go home.”

Despite feeling incredibly confused, Newt nodded. He didn’t understand how they were going to set up a VPN that could trick Heaven, but he did understand that he was placing the problem in very good hands.

❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ 🖤

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