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[abbacchiosbelt]

ah ok! i didn’t want to bother ya but i have a request in mind if you feel like tackling it! perhaps alucard, sypha, and trevor who saved their s/o from near death during combat or any other scenario? they weren’t badly injured or anything, they just grabbed their s/o before a night creature could fatally wound them. how would they react in the moment and after?? thank you so much in advance! 🥺

Comfort After Combat w/Alucard, Sypha, and Trevor 🖤

Trevor Belmont

Trevor’s first reaction is anger — not at you, but at the situation. How could he let you get hurt so badly? He’ll feel as if he needs to take all the responsibility for what happened to you. He’ll become emotionally closed off until he can cool down, though he doesn’t forget to check you over for injuries and make sure you’re safe.

He wants to comfort you, but he feels like he has no right to. After all, he blames himself... It’ll take a kick in the ass from Sypha or Alucard to get him to realize that support from him would help you feel better. He’ll still mope for a little bit and throw back some tankards, but once he’s sobered up, Trevor will come looking for you with an apology on his lips.

‘I’m sorry, love, I shouldn’t have run off after that fight. Just can’t believe I almost let one of those bastards get to you. This isn’t about me, though. How are you feeling?’

Trevor will wrap you up in his arms and just hold you close for a while, stroking your hair. Though he’s not good with words, he wants to show you that he cares and he’ll protect you no matter what. He’ll be sticking extra close to your side for a while.

It’ll take a while for him to get the image of you nearly dying out of his head - he often wakes up with night terrors. A cuddle from you and a reassurance that you’re still here is all it takes to help him back to bed. Even if he can’t fall asleep again for the night, having you resting peacefully next to him means more than he can say. 

Sypha Belnades

Sypha has a cool head - she’s filled with calculated fury that one of those bastards tried to kill you, her beloved, and she simultaneously pulls you out of harm's way and disposes of the creature before you really know what’s happening. It’s not until the monsters are defeated that she lets out a frustrated grunt, holding you tightly in her arms while a few tears escape her.

She knows that you’re strong, but seeing you in mortal danger filled Sypha with dread unlike anything else. She loves you deeply and knowing that you were a beat away from dying has her treating you like you’re made of glass for a few days. She’s insistent on taking care of things for you, and stays up late watching the perimeter of wherever your group is staying. 

If Alucard or Trevor try to talk to her about the situation, she’ll shut them out. Sypha prefers to stew in her emotions alone out of fear that something bad will happen if she reveals how scared she is of you getting hurt. 

After a few days, she’ll be more receptive to talking about what happened with you. She tries to avoid it at first, but she knows that it’s not fair to you.

‘I’m sorry, I just can’t stand to think of you getting hurt, or even worse...’

Sypha nearly breaks down when you thank her for saving you - it’s like every emotion comes flooding in at once. This time, she wants to be held by you. She’s been strong for so long, so having someone that she can let her walls down around is like catharsis for her. 

Your relationship grows even stronger, and Sypha demands that you undergo more training with her. It’ll be tough, but it’s all out of love. Besides, you get cuddles and more after training with her while the boys are left with clean-up. You’re pretty lucky.

Alucard Tepes

It’ll be one of the extremely rare times where you see Alucard nearly lose control - his fangs are bared and there’s a blood-curdling growl deep in his throat as he pierces the monster attacking you with his sword. Fear and rage have his heart pounding as he pulls you away to check you over. It takes him a few moments to calm down, Alucard’s mind flooding with images of you dying had he not made it in time. It’s in his nature to be macabre, and as much as he doesn’t want to think about it, he can’t get it out of his mind.

Alucard will be stuck to your side like glue for the next week. He’s similar to Sypha in that he wants to take care of every little thing for you - you could get hurt, and he can’t allow that. Never again. He goes so far as to try to convince Trevor and Sypha that you should stay out of fights in the rare moments he’s not with you. He wants you to stay in the castle while they travel. Alucard becomes frustrated when the two tell him that he can’t keep you in the castle forever. He knows they’re right, but he doesn’t want to hear it. He should know best of all that keeping you cooped up in the castle wouldn’t be healthy.

Though no one would complain about being treated like royalty, you do get concerned when Alucard doesn’t let up. He’s nervous to let you spar with Trevor and Sypha, and he absolutely refuses to spar with you. Alucard needs to be approached gently, lest he retreat into his mind further, so it’ll take a soft but realistic confrontation to get him to realize he’s just hurting both of you.

‘I’m so sorry, my darling. I’m just so scared of losing you, of being alone again...’

All Alucard needs is reassurance that you’ll be by his side no matter what - that you’ll stay as safe as you can. You’ll protect him, just as he protected you from the monster. Hearing that someone wants to protect him, and that he truly isn’t alone any longer... It makes Alucard happier than he can express. He’s so full of love for you.

Alucard will still be wary about you fighting, but he knows that having the knowledge and skill to battle is safer than not having it. He’ll be more proactive about sticking by your side during battles, at the very least. 

[blueluneacy]

hey lune, hope you’ve been well and can’t wait to see more of your writing! ❤️ personally, i’ve been in quite a melone mood as of late and would love to request him with cute chubby gf and just always wanting to roam his hands on their curves?? nsfw would be great if you’re in the mood for that!! thanks so much!!

Hella, Melone time

Warnings: breeding, chubby reader, they just havin a grand ol time

“So pretty, tesoro.” Melone purred into your ear as he came behind you, letting his hand roam to your hips and give a gentle squeeze. You just giggled, leaning back against your boyfriend.

“Babe, I need to finish cooking dinner.” You chided lightly, only for Melone to chuckle as his hands moved up to your chest.

“I can’t help it, bambina. You’re just so cute in that little apron on, all I want to do is hold you close.” He chuckled. You just rolled your eyes as you felt him grind against you lightly, reached around to run a hand through his hair.

“I think you might want a little more than that, babe. You aren’t exactly hiding it very well.” You replied, pulling Melone closer to your neck, silently giving him to go ahead to mark you up the way you knew he liked so much. He let out a purr, smiling before leaving a harsh kiss on your neck.

“Oh, but I know you love it, bella. You’re so cute when you squirm for me… I bet that cute belly of yours would look so perfect, all round and carrying our baby…” Melone hummed into your ear, pulling his hands from your chest and moving to undo the string that kept your apron on, pulling it off slowly. You just shook your head.

“It’ll be easier for you to undress me if you were to pull off of me.”

“Oh, but tesorina… I can’t, I just want to be all over you.” He moaned, pressing up against you and grinding a bit more heavily. You sighed and pulled away, pulling off your shirt and letting Melone’s hands roam more freely. He sighed as he easily flipped up your skirt, grinning as he saw that your panties had become damp.

“If I didn’t know any better, I would say you wanted this more than I did, cara.” Melone teased. You just laughed, turning around so that your chest pressed up against his, watching the way that he shuddered.

“I don’t think that’s possible, unless you’re telling me you’ve severely toned it down.” You bit back. Melone just grinned as he pulled out his cock from his skin tight trousers, lining up with your entrance.

“Are you ready? I want to feel how tight you are.” You shuddered at his words, digging your nails into his shoulders as you nodded. You didn’t think you would be able to keep up with this relationship if you didn’t know how to give Melone back what he gave.

“Of course, baby. I wanna feel that perfect cock of yours fill me up.” You purred, throwing your head back as you felt Melone grind at your entrance for a bit before the head finally caught, pressing inside of you with one quick thrust. You let yourself moan freely, knowing that was just the way Melone liked it, giving him the go ahead to start fucking you. 

Your boyfriend started moving with reckless abandon, letting you lean back against the counter so he could feel up your chest while he moved.

“Fuck, so pretty, carina. Want to see these perfect tits of yours filled with milk. I know you’ll be such a good mother, fuck, so wonderful and perfect for me, yes, let me cum deep inside you, breed you~!” He’s voice was low, nearing a growl as you nodded, letting your legs wrap around your lover’s waist to try and bring him in closer.

“Yes, Melone, breed me! Fill me up, need you so bad!” You whined, Melone just groaning as he felt the way your walls were squeezing down on him, signaling that you were close. He leaned in and let his lips sloppily press against yours as he thrust in one, two, three more times, before finally cumming, the feeling of his release into you enough to push you over the edge.

The two of you rode your respective orgasms out together, bucking and gasping until the two of you slowly came to a stop, Melone finally pulling away and watching in a mixture of amusement and sadness as he saw some of his release leak out of you.

“That one might be the one, carina.” Melone told you, leaving you to chuckle as you attempted to get back onto shaky legs.

“We’ll see, won’t we? We have all night to keep trying though.” You replied. Melone just smiled, pressing a kiss against your cheek.

“Oh, and you know that I will be trying, tesoro.”

[wri0thesley]

OOOOH vampire au with you and abbacchio???

abbacchio is the vampire; he’s one of those tortured soul types who is constantly wondering if his nature is good or evil, in between little breakdowns as to how everybody he loves eventually leaves him. we probably meet in a graveyard; i’m not necessarily a vampire hunter in this au (i don’t think abbacchio would be in a position to be causing enough havoc for one to be aware of him) - but perhaps i’m some kind of academic or artist, making notes on the history of the place and the people buried there.

he doesn’t approach me at first. he watches warily from afar (it’s probably someone he loved’s gravestone; the equivalent to his police partner, though this abbacchio was probably not a police offcer). when i am there the next night, he DOES approach me and i am very startled by his presence. how didn’t i see him? was i that engrossed in what i was doing?

i wonder if he’s the graveyard’s custodian, and this thought just continues to grow as he tells me stories about the various mausoleums and people buried here. i don’t realise he’s started watching me beyond our nightly talks in the graveyard until i’m attacked by some other vampire walking home and he jumps to defend me - an attack in which abbacchio sustains injury and has no choice but to drink from me in his weakened state when i offer--

[breadboiii]

Just a drawing of a gørl uwu✨

[mistabullets]

Hey y’all.

Obviously, I haven’t posted any content in roughly half a year. I started a new full time job and dropped out of college. I really started writing thanks to the pandemic but the restrictions are being lifted where I live and I’m spending time with friends. Plus my spark for writing has evaporated (though I still love to read and commission some of my favorite writers).

For the time being, I’ll be clearing my ask box and archiving my works. I guess this is officially me stating I’ll be on hiatus for an indefinite amount of time. However, please feel free to add or follow me on my social medias. My handle for Twitter, Insta, and my personal Tumblr is owoicide.

Love y’all.

[owoicide]

hi guys follow my twitter pls at owoicide

[abbacchiosbelt]

this weather sucks so much, i've haven't been able to work the past week and it's too cold. i just wanna be in a cuddle pile with my beefcake husbands (abba, mista, jotaro) and make some hot chocolate

ooh, cuddling with all of them would be an experience!! warm... beefy...

[abbacchiosbelt]

sorry i'm in an awfully chatty mood tonight

i love n/sfw writing as much as the next person but i feel like,, there's a lot less effort to write compare to sfw writing and the explicit content that takes like 30 chapters before the smut can begin. as someone who has wrote smut, i know it can take effort and those we take forever to write such pieces are valid. but you can only do so much with pwp stories and it gets kind of stale? i hope i make sense!

that’s okay!! i don’t mind at all, i’m just sitting here answering asks and listening to music.

i definitely agree! pwp can be fun, but i get bored just writing the p part, which is why most of my fics have long-ass intros, lol. i have trouble just writing pwp!!

[abbacchiosbelt]

haley pls do aizawa + 5 🥺 your writing is so good btw!!

Shota Aizawa x GN!Reader | "Don’t think of it as a ‘punishment’… it’s more of a lesson.”

18+ under the cut. CW for yandere behavior, being held at gunpoint (by a villain), semi-public sex, and light violence. 🔞

It wasn't supposed to turn out like this — you’d finally been given the chance to join Aizawa, your mentor, on one of his late-night shifts. You’d been a pro hero for years, but the urge to do something more had gone you to seek out guidance in the form of an older and more knowledgable hero. The fact that you’d been able to convince Eraser Head - notoriously grumpy and short with his fellow heroes - to mentor you was a feat in and of itself. Perhaps it was your dedication and status as another hero who went out of their way to avoid the spotlight that convinced him to say yes. That’s what you liked to tell yourself since it was clear you would never get an answer from your stoic mentor.

It all had been going so well until now, your knees shoved against the pavement hard enough to rip your hero costume with the barrel of a cool gun digging into your temple. Your quirk couldn’t get you out of this one. The villain you’d been pursuing had allies well-hidden along the route he’d led you down. It was a rookie mistake - you knew better. On top of the fear coursing through your veins, you felt hot shame at the fact something so foolish could very well end your life.

You winced as the villain dug in the gun in harder, earning a scoff from him.

“You alone out here, little hero? This your first night or somethin’?” Of course he wouldn’t know you - you kept a profile nearly as low as Aizawa’s. Trying to gain their sympathy would do nothing, but if they knew you were an accomplished hero, things could go from worse to catastrophic. You reluctantly nod and the villain throws his head back, laughing heartily. 

“Oh, that’s rich. It’s not often we get our hands on brand new heroes.” He says, accentuating his last word in a mocking tone. “You’ll make us some good money.”

Your eyes fly open and the villain laughs again, ready to say something more until a sudden force knocks him to the ground - there was no doubt in your mind it was Eraser Head. Taking the opportunity he’d afforded you, you grab the gun and pivot away from the villains until you can activate your quirk. The way you and Aizawa quickly subdue the villains makes you feel embarrassment hot in the pit of your stomach again. These were small-time villains - you should have been able to do it by yourself.

Aizawa gives you a quick check to make sure you’re not physically harmed but otherwise says nothing until the police arrive to take the villains back to the local prison. Before you can even speak, Aizawa turns and starts walking back down the dark alley of mazes you’d been led through. You follow behind him, opening your mouth to thank him and then deciding better of it. You blew it, and you fully expected him to tell you that you were fired from his agency at any moment. 

You swallow when he turns to look at you, dark eyes peering at you with an emotion you’d never seen on his face before. 

“Eraser Head, I—” You start, but you’re quickly shut up when you feel yourself press into the wall behind you, your body struggling as more and more of your limbs are made maneuverable. Another villain? When you get your bearings, you realize you’re wrapped tightly in Aizawa’s familiar scarf, the fabric tied so tightly around certain parts of your body that it made you blush. He’d managed to leave you suspended thanks to a low wall in the alleyway, your body at his mercy. 

You’re unsure what your mentor is doing. Is he going to fire you and leave you like this? Certainly, he’d never leave his scarf. Your thoughts trail off as soon as Aizawa steps forward, his face level with yours. He’s close enough that you can feel him exhale against you, his breath smelling of coffee covered up by the smell of the peppermint gum he kept in his pocket.

“I trained you better than that.” He states, voice betraying no hint of emotion - it sounded just a deep and monotone as ever. “You could have died due to such a stupid mistake. Do you think you’re still cut out to be a hero?”

You inhale sharply. While he was strict, he’d never spoken to you like this. He notices but waits for your reply.

“I,” you start, fidgeting in your bonds. Aizawa tightens the hold of his ropes around you, and you let out an involuntary groan. You try to move your arms to cover your mouth and realize that of course you can’t - you are completely and fully at Aizawa’s mercy. He doesn’t react, still waiting for you to speak. This time you avert your eyes as you speak, staring at the dark pavement that was barely illuminated by the light above you. “I know it was stupid. I wouldn’t blame you for getting rid of me. I don’t know why I made such a mistake. You taught me better. I know I don’t deserve another chance, but it’ll never happen again.” Despite how embarrassed you feel, you raise your gaze to meet his. “I won’t disappoint you again.”

“Hm,” Aizawa says, leaning back. He takes a slow step around your suspended body from left to right, observing the cuts in your uniform. When he comes to stand in front of you again, his hand darts out to your neck and his fingers wrap around your neck. He puts no pressure down but simply observes you, his eyebrows raising just a hair when he feels your heartbeat increase. 

You still don’t know what he’s trying to accomplish - your body is growing hot with anticipation at the thought of Aizawa touching you more, talking down to you... It’s not as if you didn’t acknowledge how attractive he was before you took the job. It didn’t matter at the time. You were a professional and so was he - dating would be out of the question. Still, you found yourself gazing at him on breaks, watching the bob of his adam’s apple as he’d drink from his canteen. You saw the way his muscles bulged under his loose uniform at the right angle, and how good he looked with his hair tied back. If he found you attractive, he made no indication. Eraser Head’s dating and personal life were notoriously kept under the wraps, and no reporter or member of the press had ever been able to get any information on hit, save for the fact that he was a teacher at UA.

Aizawa starts to drag his hand from your neck down the rest of your body, letting his fingers slowly trail across any exposed skin your uniform afforded him. When he reaches your chest, he squeezes gently and you squeak in surprise.

“Aizawa?” You question - was this really happening?

“I knew you weren’t very observant,” Aizawa states, bringing his other hand up so that both of his calloused hands are gently groping at your chest. His gaze stays on yours as your nipples harden under his ministrations. You squirm in your bonds. “If you were, you wouldn’t be so surprised by this.” He adjusts so that his fingers are brushing over your pert nipples, rolling the tender buds between his fingers under the thin cloth of your uniform. 

“Ah, you-” You start, but Aizawa cuts you off when he closes the gap between the two of you and presses his lips to yours, his kiss feverish. His stubble tickles you and he tastes a little like sweat, but you kiss him back just as passionately. When he breaks the kiss a thin strand of spit connects the two of you until Aizawa swipes his thumb across your lip. 

You aren’t complaining about what’s happening, but your mind is running a million miles a minute, - you were almost just killed but Aizawa, who you had considered untouchable, had you tied up in a dark alleyway in public and he was kissing you. Maybe it was because adrenaline was pumping through both of your systems from the close call, but you weren’t going to refuse this or anything else Aizawa had for you. 

He presses his palm over your chest where your heart lies, the corners of his mouth quirking up in a rare smile that’s gone before you can truly appreciate it. The gesture was something sincere and loving and the sort of thing you never expected from Aizawa - at least, not directed towards you. 

“From the moment I saw you, I knew that you would be mine.” He says, voice husky. His hands move to cling to your hips until he starts to trail them down further so that they’re resting in the apex of your thighs. Your obvious arousal makes you feel embarrassed, but you hear Aizawa make a small and appreciative-sounding hum. You startle when his hands grip the fabric and rip the material with ease, exposing your sheer underwear. One of his hands immediately cups your sex and you moan quietly at the feeling of his warm hand, though the nervous part of you wants to pull away so he doesn’t feel how wet you are. 

“Look at me,” Aizawa commands, and you do. “That’s good. You told me you made a mistake, and that it won’t happen again, but I think I need to make myself clearer.” He slips his fingers underneath your panties but makes no further move, simply cupping your dripping sex, watching as you squirm in his bonds. “It’s obvious someone as smart as you won’t respond well to punishment. So don’t think of what I’m about to do to you as a ‘punishment’… it’s more of a lesson.”

Aizawa removes his hands from you and steps back so that he can free his length from beneath his baggy pants - you hungrily stare at his thick cock, almost wishing that you weren’t tied up so that you could have the chance to touch him. He says nothing but you can tell that he likes the attention from the way his cock twitches when he notices how you’re staring at him. Aizawa doesn’t give you time to say anything, instead maneuvering the bonds he had you tied in until your front was pressed against the wall with your legs released but planted firmly to the ground. It’s the perfect angle for him to press his cock against you, and Aizawa takes the opportunity to rub his cock against your panties, groaning quietly in your ear as he practically wraps his body around you.

He’s so close that you can feel his heart pounding against your back. “I’m going to make sure you remember this,” Aizawa says, voice low. He slides your panties to the side and presses his cock against your hole. “You’ll learn to listen to me.”

He starts to push himself in and you bite your lip to try and keep quiet - the precum he’d used to slick up his cock mixed with your own wetness could only do so much to prepare for the intrusion of his sizable cock. Your nails dig into the wall in front of you and your toes curl as Aizawa slowly stretches you out, the burning ache ebbing away into something far more pleasurable. The knowledge that anyone could happen upon you two at any moment causes you to tighten your walls around his cock, earning a grunt from Aizawa.

“Shit,” Aizawa hisses. “You’re tight. You must have been feeling the same way all this time and thought you could hide it from me.” You whimper an affirmative in response and Aizawa starts to slide his cock out of you - you try to push back against him but it earns you a harsh tug on your hair. “I don’t think you’re in any position to be trying to control the situation. I told you this was a lesson, didn’t I?”

When you don’t respond, Aizawa tugs at your hair again and you cry out. “Answer me,” he commands.

“Yes!” You cry out, surprised by how easy and right it felt to respond to him like this. Your relationship as mentor and mentee had been equal - but now, with Aizawa surrounding every inch of you and in control of your whole body, you could only think of listening to every single word he said. “I’ll listen, I promise.”

Aizawa releases his harsh grip on your hair and soothes a hand over the back of your head where he’d just tugged. “Good,” he rasps. “You know you need to listen to me. You won’t make a mistake again because I’ll train you not to.”

Something in his voice sounds off - you aren’t concerned, though. You’d just been held at gunpoint and it was possible Aizawa had been more worried than you’d understood, given the situation that you were in now. 

Aizawa presses himself back into you until he’s fully buried inside of you, his lips pressing sloppy kisses to your neck while he enjoys the sensation of your warm walls wrapped around him. He’d waited so long for this moment - and though you didn’t know it, he wouldn’t ever let you almost slip through his fingers again.

Your breath is nearly knocked out of you when Aizawa fully presses himself against you and slams you into the wall as he starts thrusting into you at a brutal pace. Aizawa spares no mercy for you any longer - you can only grip onto the brick wall and hold your mouth open as moans fall from your mouth against your control, drool starting to pool in the corner of your mouth. 

“S-slower,” You manage to slur out - and in response, you feel teeth digging into the sensitive skin on your shoulder, Aizawa practically growling.

“This is a lesson, but it’s a punishment too,” He says, much more coherent than you despite how hard he was driving his cock into you. “Don’t forget that.”

This time, you know better than to not respond. “I won’t,” you manage. Aizawa presses a kiss over the mark he left on your neck, his punishing pace never halting. 

“I won’t let you get hurt again.” Aizawa nearly whispers. Though you want to reply, his brutal pace prevents you from getting any more words out. You can only try to focus on his words through the haze of pleasure coursing through your body, your mentor uncharacteristically talkative as he practically uses you like a cock sleeve.

‘I’ll never let you out of my sight again.’

‘You’re too good for this world - too good for me, but I’m selfish.’

‘I’ll keep you safe no matter what.’

‘You’re mine now. Never forget that.’

Aizawa’s stamina is far superior to yours - if he wasn’t supporting your weight with his capture scarf, you would have surely collapsed by now. In all that time he’d kept you on the edge of your own orgasm, using his fingers to almost bring you to your peak before he’d pull his hand away and remind you that this was a punishment - until you started thanking him for letting you almost reach the peak instead of whining.

Aizawa’s pace stutters for only a moment and you hear him hiss out a low ‘Fuck’ before he chases his release, the sound of skin on skin amplified in the dark alleyway. He grips down hard on your hips when he cums, groaning out your name, every twitch of his cock inside of you making you more desperate for your own release. 

“Please,” You say. “I’m so close. Aizawa, please-”

“No.” 

You startle as he slides his cock out of you, his usual stoic voice masking anything else he felt at the moment. You swivel your head around to look at him, almost pouting. He cuts you off before you even get a word out, letting you out of his capture scarf as he speaks.

“I told you, this was a lesson and a punishment.” He helps you stand and wraps an arm around your hips to keep you steady, ignoring the look of disbelief on your face. “You’ll wait until you can prove to me you understood.”

Your lower half throbs but you know there’s no changing Aizawa’s mind - if he considered this a lesson, everything he had done had been deliberate, including denying you of an orgasm. Including the things he’d said, the way he’d fucked you. 

“Here,” Aizawa says, taking off the top layer of his uniform so you can wrap it around your lower half. “That’ll keep you decent until we get to my apartment.”

Aizawa’s apartment? You didn’t mind, but you’d never been there before. You trusted him, certainly, but what had just happened had left you feeling vulnerable and confused. Aizawa notices the look on your face and tilts his head. “Your apartment is too far to walk.”

You nod - you were overthinking things. Whatever he had said earlier must have just been in the heat of the moment, you rationalize. Everything that had happened was just because of the adrenaline from the villain attack.

Aizawa sighs as he watches you try to rationalize the situation. It seems you really didn’t understand, even though he’d laid it out plainly for you. He was right in what he was about to do, then. 

“You don’t have a choice.”

You don’t register what Aizawa had said until you feel a blunt knock to the back of your head, Aizawa’s capture scarf easily grabbing you before you smacked into the ground from the careful hit he’d delivered to the back of your head.

“Just rest.” Aizawa murmurs. 

“I said I’ll keep you safe.”

It’s the last thing you hear before you’re overtaken by darkness and purple spots as you pass out, Aizawa never once letting you get anywhere near the ground. 

[wri0thesley]

owoicide: sure hope my landlord will accept some of these kinktober prompts i’ve been doing as a valid form of payment!!

i live at home with my parents and pay my mum a portion of the very sad amount that the uk government thinks disabled people can live on. what y’all thinkin she’s going to say when i present her with my ‘jotaro kujo fucking machine fanfiction’ instead of money this month

[abbacchiosbelt]

omg Haley I wanna cry - I selected BE for my 2nd play through and I’ve been looking forward to playing their route since I played Blue Lions first,,,, but I’m not the type to save multiple files and so,,,, it’s 2/29. Apparently I forgot to do an important dialogue with Edie and I want to cry about it cause again, I don’t save multiple files!!!! AHHHHH

aaa sorry i’m late at responding to this, but i’m not sure if you’ll be able to do crimson flower now ;-; you probably already found out since this ask, but aaaa

silver snow isn’t bad but personally it’s my least favorite, so if you weren’t able to do CF i wouldn’t think it’s too crazy to go back and redo it so you can get CF, LOL.

[abbacchiosbelt]

i'm new to fe3h and i just finished the blue lions route,,, man i feel,,,, so bad for the black eagles??? i was so upset when i would kill one of them and i really wanna know what's up with edelgard???? and i felt so bad for dimitri,,. UGHHH i wanna hug them all rn

oh god, the end of the first route you do is always Suffering once you realize the consequences of picking that route. it gets even harder the second time, unless you recruit everyone you can, lmao. dimitri deserves a big hug. dedue deserves a big hug. EVERYONE IN THE BLUE LIONS NEEDS A HUG

i highly recommend doing the Crimson Flower route, as Edelgard is one of my favorite characters and has a very compelling story. (also, if you do CF, please recruit lysithea from the Golden Deer because she has a very good support with Edelgard)

[abbacchiosbelt]

i’m so pumped to watch s4 of castlevania; i’m sad it’s ending but i hope my traumatized vampire boyfriend alucard gets some sort of closure 😭😭 i just wanna kiss him

hell yeah!! i... finished it in one day because i have no self-control and it was!! so good!! i am pleased with how everything ended.

[wri0thesley]

HELL YEAH nat’s doing the dirty talk meme! 😚　how about hmmm... my favorite boy mista + s/o being blindfolded and some sensation play!! thank you ❤️💙

“Hnn-- babe, I wish I could see your pretty eyes . . . but God, just watchin’ your mouth . . . Didja know . . . that when I do this, and I run the ice cube over your nipples and they get all hard . . . You make the cutest fucking ‘o’ with your mouth and fuck it makes me want to kiss you til you can’t breathe-- Oh, and then I run it over your thighs too-- Oh, baaabe, don’t grind against my leg like that! Please . . . I’m barely holdin’ on here already! Please . . . I’m tryin’ to control myself but babe, amore, carina, baaaambinaaaa-- . . . How am I supposed to stop myself from fuckin’ you until you see stars, huh?”

[wri0thesley]

i'm donating to ur tip jar now cause of that dumb anon complaining abt being you and other writers being ~materialistic~ but uh, you're great, i love you, pls keep being you <3

honestly every time i get a mad anon about commissions or ko-fis or whatever it just makes me want to donate more money to people for commissions and also because i Love Their Content dnjkfbvngf so i’m pretty sure this is just backfiring right in anon’s face :(((( (sarcastic sad face)

 I LOVE YOU TOO AND I APPRECIATE YOU <3333

[wri0thesley]

you mentioned vampires and now i want vampire!abba. he’s been alone for centuries, deeming himself unworthy of love since his last partner passed away when he attempted to turn them. but you bare a striking resemblance, perhaps being distantly related or their reincarnation.

oh NO i love the reincarnation of a vampire’s lost love trope!!! abba’s been alone and isolated for centuries so his attempts to ‘court’ you and remind you of who you were are endearingly hopeless