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[monayen]

Not anyone can be a writer. I’d be one to contribute to the hornyness of the ranfren fandom but don’t have good storytelling. I assume people that write also read to get inspiration and learn what writing styles they like. Do you have any favorite books or authors? Any books you’re currently reading? Or do you mainly read other fan writers’ works? :0

(you’d think i’m a published author with this knowledge . could say more but i’m proctoring today help)

i love english, ive been writing and reading practically everyday for over a decade. definitely my best subject. that said, i haven’t read an “actual” book that wasn’t required of me to read in long time. so favorite published authors don’t really matter to me, i never have time to read them fully anyways

and this may sound autism of me (which it is), but i enjoy fanfics more HAHA so as someone who has been writing them since forever to people who might struggle a bit, don’t take it too seriously

there are plenty of resources online of writer’s dictionaries or smut dictionaries that help with word choice. as well as formatting help and story starters. even people (LIKE ME) who love to do beta reading and editing ;-)

not to mention just reading fics in general. you pick up on words / phrases you like, dialogue that sticks out to you, and how to make the story flow and continue

if you struggle with storytelling, i recommend you make a rough draft of exactly what you want to happen, then sort of figure out actions and dialogue, then work to make it connect

everyone writes differently, and i’m happy to say that i’ve kind of found a style that i enjoy and others (seemingly) do. if anyone wants direct help, im always welcomed to beta read and edit for ranfren fics because i desperately want more. please. im starving. message me. and if ur reading this and are debating on whether or not you should just post it — do it. i write because i like it and im horny for ranfren and i don’t get paid for this so it’s either people like it or they don’t. who gives a fart !

[irenic-seraphiine]

Failed Escape

✮⋆˙Pairing: Nyen x reader

✮⋆˙Cw: Violence, mentions of past violence, mentions of non-con, Stockholm Syndrome, kidnapping. Let me know if there’s any I missed

A/n: Hello! It’s been awhile. This fic is by far the most fucked up one I’ve written yet just due to the content that is mentioned. If you are uncomfortable with the topics or if you are triggered the I strongly advise you to not read!! You are responsible for what you read but if hate for anyone to be hurt because of my writing. So please don’t read if you are uncomfortable!! As always, non beta read.

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5 months and 21 days. 5 Months and 21 days you’ve been here. In this hell hole. In a forced one sided love, two sided hate relationship with a freak of man who spends his days being a sadistic asshole while pretending to be a cat.

After deciding to walk home after being ditched at a party your friends dragged you to you got kidnapped, waking up at, essentially, a human adoption center confused, scared and most of all, angry. Blah blah blah, a weirdo named Luther comes and “adopts” you, blah blah blah, he takes you home and you meet his little brother and the other “pets” of the house and blah blah blah the “head of pets” just so happens to take an interest in you.

You’re pretty sure he gets some sort of sexual pleasure from your pain. The amount of scars you’ve accumulated already from this Pink haired freak is honestly concerning, but no one seems to care other than you and that other guy, Sebastian or whatever. Try as you might, you can never seem to get away from Nyen… When you first came here you were given your own room, your own space, but now? That room that was previously yours? Yeah, it’s essentially storage now. Instead you get dragged to the bunk bed that Nyon and Nyen share, forced up the ladder and into the cramped space along with Nyen. And that space that you had? Gone. Disappeared with the wind. Yeah, now you have A Cat man, not a boy, a man, breathing down your neck.

Which of course makes your life harder. Nyen’s emotions are hard to predict. He’s an asshole who doesn’t seem to care about anyone but Luther. But sometimes, and only sometimes does it seem like he cares for you just a bit as well. After one of his fits of anger where he takes it out on you he’ll clean your wounds, he doesn’t look guilty for harming you, oh no, but after dressing your wounds he’ll give you a lick on the cheek, maybe a kiss on the forehead if there was a lot of blood.

After a session of being forced upon he’ll get you a cup of water and a snack, lighting a cigarette and pulling you to his chest in a fucked up way of ‘cuddling’. The hot and cold, love and hate actions he has with you keeps your head spinning and honestly pisses you off. Because sometimes, and only sometimes, you’ll find yourself leaning into his touch. You’ll find yourself thinking about Nyen and his stupid fucking sadistic grin and his dumb pink hair in a way that is far too soft and fond for your comfort. Which is why you have to leave.

You can’t stay here, it took a total of 5 months and 21 days for the effects of Stolkhom syndrome to start making it’s presence known, and you can feel it. You can tell which thoughts are yours and which isn’t now but in the future? Yeah, you can’t risk it. So, in the dead of night, you make a move on your plan. You sneak out of the hold of Nyen under the guise of having to use the bathroom, he grumbles and goes back to sleep after telling you to hurry up. Sneak down the hall and to the bathroom, opening and closing the door as if you just walked in. Quietly make your way to the door, and since Luther only keeps a simple lock on the door, it’s fairly easy to leave.

You’re out. The cold wind nips at your skin but in the moment, you don’t care. Run. Thats what you do. You pick a direction and start running, not caring anymore if you die out here, because you know. You know if you’re caught, whatever Luther and then Nyen has in store for you would be worse than anything out here.

30 minutes, and 4 miles. That’s how long it took and how far you got. The light of a car shining behind you scares you as you try running faster but as the car pass you you can see an angry Nyen in the familiar car that Luther owns. The car haphazardly stops in front of you and just as you try to switch direction your hair is grabbed and pulled, the painful sensation causing you to cry out. If only you were fast enough.

As you get slammed into the side of the car that’s all you can think about. If only you were fast enough.

The pissed off face of Nyen makes its way into your vision, the glint of sadism is ever present, now paired with a look of obsession as well but what scares you the most was the fact he only look pissed.

“Caught you.” Was the last thing you heard before your head was violently pulled forward and smashed into the car, effectively, knocking you out.

If only you were fast enough, maybe then this wouldn’t be a failed escape.

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A/n: If you’re curious on why I haven’t been posting it’s mostly because I’ve lost a bit of interest in Ranfren, I still love it but I’m not as obsessed with it as I used to when I started writing these fics. I’ve also started learning Chinese, which is really hard. On top of that I also started GED classes this month which is a whole nother thing. I promise I will try to write more but inspiration comes when inspiration comes. Nothing I can force.

[sewinrat]

Yk the older sis hcs u did ??

Well i was wondering if u could write an kind of "what if" scenario where instead of luther waking up so damn late and stopping robert from getting killed what if instead she woke up and stopped ANY of the rats from getting killed and kept them as pets and started absolutely spoiling the ratmen

How would the rats and the other ivories react to this? :3

Awe this would be so cute if you ignore the fact that she is technically capable of watching them suffer in pain but she won't.

You hear a baam from outside your bedroom and sigh out, "Oh dear..." Standing up from your desk and stopping you from whatever you were doing, you went out of your bedroom. Walking down one of the hallway where the noise was coming from, you were met with Nyen cleaning out the inside of a ratman. Your nose scrunched up in displeasure and took out a spray bottle. "Nyen," you called out. Said cat flinched at the sound of your voice and turn around hesitantly.

Approaching him with the bottle in hand as he slowly backs away. Holding up the spray bottle you asked, "What did I tell you about murdering pests inside the halls?" You spray him. He hissed and his ears lowered either from distaste and mad. However he's not mad at you, he's mad at himself for not cleaning it faster. "Now shoo. I have things to deal with." He doesn't want to but he has no choice to obey so he went away grumbling.

After making sure he's gone, you then crouched down in front of the dead ratman, "Oh, you poor thing.. I'll fix you right up." You took his body in your arms, and bring him to your room where you'll be fixing all of his organs. Once you're done, you put something of yours on him to let everyone know that he now belongs under your name. You put him in a big enough cage so he'll recover safe for a while. But for now, you have somewhere to be. Sensing another chaos happening near the kitchen, off you go quickly before another one dies of Nyen. Sighing, you shook your head as you're walking at fast speed mumbling, "I know that Luther is stressed but doesn't mean that I'm not stressed from you murdering all these rats..."

Arriving in a dark room, you menacingly called out at the cat in front of you that is strangling another rat but this time with three eyes, "Nyen." Nyen immediately dropped the rat. Looks like he has learned his lesson on the last rat but that doesn't mean he's stopping. It was cat instincts. "Have you not learned?" You took out the spray bottle once again, "Bad kitty." You spray him as you uttered the words he doesn't like to hear. "Now go back to your bed," you pointed to somewhere that is not near your location or the kitchen. Nyen begrudgingly left, not wanting to push your limits. He knows how badly your punishments are so he's not wanting to experience it, ever.

After he left, you straightened your blouse and skirt, "Now, where was I...? Ah yes, the rat." Sharply turning towards the three-eyed rat who flinched, you pick him up from his collar like he was a cat... Ironic. "Stay still. This wouldn't hurt a bit," you imprinted your mark on him and now he's part of your pets. You let go of his collar, "From now on, you belong under my name, got it?" To which he nods rapidly, probably relief to not die. You walk off with nothing else to say. The ratman hesitates in following you but figured he'd try because technically he belongs to you so he's safe right?

You found Nyon on the ground and help him off the ground, dusting anything off. "Nyon, I'm gonna need you to find one of the rats and bring them to me. Use force, okay dearie?" Nyon trembles a bit but nodded obedient. You pat his head and send him off to find one of the rat.

In one of the kitchen you saw Randal and his pet accompanied with another scared ratman, this time in a sailor outfit. Calling out, "Randal dear! Would you be so kind to bring that rat to me?" Said creature perked up at the sound of your voice, you can hear him excitedly say sure and immediately dragged the - squirming - rat to you. The three-eyed rat behind you, hides his body using your figure from behind. "Good boy, Randal. I'll reward you later but now I need to do this," You put your mark on the squirming rat, to which he struggles more - not understanding what's happening. You sighed and told Randal to hold the sailor outfit rat down and to sit down while you search for the others. Randal nods eagerly and drag both Sebastian and hold the rat tightly in his hold. The three-eyed rat sweat dropped but doesn't make a comment in order to not trigger the happy boy with glasses.

It didn't take long to find another one. You found a rat with a crying eye hiding and you grab the hand that holds a weapon and took it away, "You should know better that I know every part of the house. Now be a good boy and stay still." He didn't however and instead continue to struggle. This makes you irritated but you managed to stay calm and took out a tranquilliser. You put the dart in his neck, and slowly he started to cease his squirming, making it easier to put your mark on him. Bringing him to Randal to also hold the 'crying' rat down in case he wakes up.

That leaves one more rat, you thought. It might take long because Nyon isn't physically capable in comparison to Nyen but he can manage. Looking over at Randal rambling to your rats with Sebastian looking pitifully at the three of them. You figured that you can cook for the family. Standing up and grabbing your apron, you get started. Making a perfect portion of food for your family while making a slightly larger portion for your rats.

It took a while but Nyon came back with an aggressive ratman that's wearing circular glasses who's trying to attack Nyon even if technically he's weaker. "Good boy, Nyon," petting the Nyon who enjoyed the pats that can make Nyen jealous, you grabbed the newest rat addition by the collar and immediately put your mark on it. "Oh! Before I forget," you snap your fingers and Jeff showed up with the ratman with a long nose from it's containment in his hold. Jeff put the ratman down on one of the chairs upright. "Thank you Jeff, you can go now," snapping your fingers once more and Jeff is gone.

"Now, all of you ratmen are now under my name. That means you can stop stealing our food. All of you better sit down and eat, okay?" With the threat lacing the last word, all the rats scrambled to take a sit at the table while Randal is just excitedly rambling to everyone about how good your cooking is. "Nyon, go get Nyen and interrupt my brother's sleeping. I'm sure he'll be needing my food when he sees the mess," you can see Nyon nods and leave the room as you put out the dishes to everyone present.

Soon, Nyon came back with Nyen and your brother, Luther who almost fainted at the sight of the ratmen before you explained that they now belong under your name. To which, he has no choice but to accept it. So they all joined in on dinner. Although the ratmen are hesitant on eating because they thought it might be a trick to poison them. All of them seem to also glance at each other, especially at the 'crying' ratman. However to no viewer's surprise, the one to eat it first is the rat wearing the sailor outfit who complain about being too hungry to care. Seeing as he's not dropped dead, they all then eat it slowly besides the sailor ratman. They were so cute so you gave each of them a pat on the head, some even lean into it. Slowly but surely they accept everything that's happening.

Randal whined out about wanting a head pat too since he helped in keeping them in check! Sebastian would rather not have you touch him but he can't have a say in it or anything for that matter. Luther can't say he doesn't mind you starting to like the ratmen but he can't stop you. However, he will try to cut the time if you are spending more time with them than your family. After all, family is important♡

Nyen is seething. He doesn't like that the ratmen are now part of the family. While he won't kill them, in front of you that is, he'll torture them more than with Nyon. Speaking of, Nyon is just there. He doesn't mind and he doesn't question your decisions. Plus, he might have a friend in the house with one of the ratmen.

In the end, all of you enjoyed the food you made. The company however? That's 50/50.

[moolah-moolah]

Idk why I really like writing Sebastian😭😭

Like for some reason when I think about making dialogue or whatever for him in a fic, it kinda comes more easily. But maybe easily isn't the right word, more like I like geeking out about shy men🤞❤

[candy-red-river]

I feel like the ranfren fandom reduced the source material to a temporary commodity rather than a fully fledged thing

not appreciating it for the surrealist artwork it actually is like with other works such as yume nikki

That's it.

[ivegrowntiredofth1sb0dy]

hey losers luther x sebsstian smut fanfic

[sluttingforyou]

Had an idea for a self indulgent fic

Ranfren boys x ftm reader where he's the house's fuck toy (randal wanted another pet and luther brought home one)

Iconic am i right ^w^

[noirfren]

What are some of your favourite ranfren ocs? :333

Ehehe I'm gonna list some that are at the top of my head right now in no order

@kokorozizoo 's Kokoro and the kokolings, I love love love the design, the theme, and ESPECIALLY what she's doing to Nyen, I feel like a lot of people are afraid to elaborate on the main cast characters, give them development alongside the story, thus why I was very HOOKED when I first seem KokoNyen, I love them I want more of them, I want what they have. I care a lot about the impact an OC has on the cast, even if my OC is very independent when it comes to reading about someone else's OC. Naturally, seeing their interactions with the cast helps me understand them the best.

@necogutz 's Nyx, stopppppp I fantasize about him before sleep 😔😔😔

@mochimoone 's Nyin, what do yall know about Nyin... the creation of Nyin changed my life forever, I actually miss the Nyin rambles so much, we need to do that soon.

@i-am-a-hot-man 's Ji ae, I think the Ji ae and Joanne interactions have been the most enjoyable so far, she's also very funny, I love it when people are being mildly mean to Randal, they're very sweet together, they're so moe, I like them.

@theratcloset 's Lady Duchess, and Mew of course, I think I just have a taste for Doll OCs, and Lady is one of the lovely looking ones, I appreciate the amount of detail that go into her, she's genuinely very beautiful, and needless to say we need more ladies to keep Joanne company, we must hold tea parties and all, and speaking of tea parties, Mew is definitely invited, she's very cute I appreciate all the kids OCs they make everything a little more bearable in this goddamn gloomy storyline (Joanne moment)

@sweetestangeldoll 's Veil, freaking love him, my most precious glow in the dark sticker, he's just so cute and lovely. I love staring at him so much there's something very satisfying about the design he looks very right to me.

@mitpaws 's Lysandre, I might be a bit biased but all the OCs that seem to be able to get along with Joanne well have a special place in my heart. besides, he's very me core, therefore he's the best.

@chainsxww 's whiskers, pretty self explanatory, is a baby, a cute baby at that, and most importantly, Nyen's baby, like that never fails to make me giggle, I love seeing this man in situations, thank you Rei so much for writing whiskers (also the fic is actually really lovely and funny, I recommend everyone to give it a try)

@daisansekai 's Gwen, [redacted]

apologies for the tags ^^

I have plenty more in mind that I have already expressed my love for in past posts, I don't wanna yap too much.

[kitsunemist66]

Im honestly considering writing my own sebastian x reader fics to stash away somewhere or ranfren x reader with just silly shit

Then wait a little to forget the content in it then pull it up and just read it...

I am that desperate for silly fictional stories

This reminds me i need to check if my favorite fanfic got updated

[rattyrattyratty]

Haiiii ଘ(੭ ᐛ )━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ I really hope to start

Writing Fan fiction for funnies <3 as of now my requests are closed till I post at least 2-3 fan fics

I've never really written fan fiction so sorry if it's shitty-

ALSO JUST KNOW IM A MINOR BUT I WILL

STILL WRITE SMUT ON OCCASION

I WILL ONLY TAKE SMUT REQ IF I FEEL LIKE IT

What I will write!

★ Fluff

★ angst (with fluff as it makes me cry ( T∀T))

★ smut

★ yandere

★ I WILL WRITE RANDOM STUFF TOO 💀

What I won't write

★ insest

★ non-con

★ underage smut

★ p3d0 stuff

★ and more feel free to ask!!!

FAMDOMS I LUV

★ genshin

★ Bungo stray dogs

★ Ramshackle

★ Ranfren

★ HunterxHunter

DNI

★ Racists

★ Homophobs and Transphobs

★ anti 🍉

★ [if you don't like my stuff don't DNI]

[monayen]

Psst..

*gives you a letter and runs away*

It says: Can you please write a fic where the (fem) reader is in heat and Nyen helps her out? Luther was supposed to help but he's not around (he's out of the house with Randal, Sebastian and Nyon)and that left the reader no choice. Also she's very desperate and really loud during it :>

Needy | Nyen

➷ Paring - Nyen x Fem!Reader [Randal's Friends / Ranfren]

➷ CWs - animal heats, degradation, biting, dirty talk, teasing, unsafe sex, fingering, light scratching, begging / crying

a/n - ngl this one is realll dirty. lots of dirty talk and degradation that nyen definitely wouldn't say directly but this is my horndog blog and i do wat i want. i also am not that knowledgeable on "heats" but just take it as reader being incredibly horny. is that accurate to an animal heat? whatever! also someone put a gůn to my head and make me fix my masterlist page thanks enjoy

Your body feels like it’s on fire, skin hot and flushed as your heat takes hold. You pace restlessly around the room, your mind consumed with a primal need that coursed through your veins.

Normally, Luther would be there to help you through these episodes, soft and caring as he held you. But your heat came on sudden today, just when he was out with Randal, Sebastian, and Nyon. It would take hours for him to return, and with how your body ached, you weren't sure how much longer you could handle this feeling anymore.

Your lips were red and sore from biting back the moans that piled up in your throat. Every movement feeling like a rush of adrenaline that has your heart beating out your chest.

With your senses growing increasingly sensitive, you decided to strip to your underwear, the heat unbearable. It isn't anywhere near enough relief, but at least the rub of fabric doesn't feel as suffocating anymore.

You groan, now laying on your bed as your breathing scattered more and more. 

Shaky hands trail your bare torso, skin sticky with sweat. You immediately trembled, a hand moving against the fabric on your crotch. A loud moan escapes before you get the chance to bite it back, your fingers needily rubbing for any type of stimulation.

It wasn't enough, nowhere near enough. 

Whines spill from your mouth, eyes shut as you hump against your own shaky hands. You need something, someone now. 

“Can you shut up? You're so fucking loud.” 

A deep voice pulls you from your horny trance, eyes shooting open as you realize who's standing at the edge of your bed.

Nyen looms, his scowl sharp as his gaze lingers on your flushed figure, unmistakably eyeing you. Another wave of adrenaline floods your system, your heart pounding in your chest as your hands refuse to move from your aching heat.

You look up at him with big, needy eyes, “S-sorry, my heat– I just–” 

He cuts you off, head cocking to the side as he makes a face, “I can smell you too. You really can't control yourself?” His eyes rake over your sweat-slicked body, taking in how your fingers continue to graze the fabric of your underwear. A low growl rumbles in his chest as he steps closer to the bed.

"Fuck, you reek of desperation," he sneers, his voice dripping with disdain even as his pupils dilate. "Can't even wait for master to come back and take care of you properly…”

You can't help but continue to whine, his words making your stomach twist as you rub for more stimulation, “Please,” You cry, cheeks flushed as you watch him put a knee on the bed, it sinking with the added weight.

He reaches out, roughly grabbing your wrist and yanking your hand away from your clothed crotch. Nyen brings your fingers to his face, inhaling deeply as he rolls his tongue over them. "Mmm, you're dripping.” He shoves your hand back, but still doesn't let you move your hands down to resume rubbing.

Nyen hovers over you, one hand fisting in the sheets beside your head as the other trails down your body, claws lightly scraping against your skin. "I could help you out, you know. Give you what you need so badly."

You arch helplessly, a needy whimper escaping your trembling lips, “Oh, p-please, please, help me! I can't– I can’t…” Your breathing jaggers, pathetically melting into his touch. 

He leans in close, his breath hot against your ear as he growls, "You're so fucking pathetic, begging like a whore.” 

Nyen's other hand continues its torturously slow path down your body, his touch leaving tingling trails of heat in its wake. He hooks a finger under the damp fabric of your underwear, tugging it aside to expose your aching, dripping core.

"Look at you, so wet and ready," he sneers, rubbing the pad of his thumb over your swollen clit. "I bet you'd let anyone fuck you right now, wouldn't you? Desperate little slut."

You can only whine in response, mind foggy as he presses his heavy hand against your heat. He’s rough in his touch, much more than Luther. He isn't considering just how sensitive you are, instead choosing to immediately sink two fingers into your welcoming pussy just to watch you squirm.

“Nyen!” shaky moans keep spilling from you, each more desperate than the last. Nyen’s eyes darken, choppy bangs falling over his face as he leans in closer, sharp teeth grazing against the soft flesh on your shoulder.

He continues to set a brutal pace with his fingers, his free hand moving to roam over your sweaty skin, claws leaving red lines. He could feel how you shake beneath him, your body wound tight with tension. He takes in the sweet energy smell of your arousal, thick and heady in the air, making his own cock twitch in interest. The catman has never seen someone so needy before–hell, not even his own heats get him like this.

Pulling back, Nyen admires his handiwork–your face was beat red, lips parting as panting huffs escape. Your eyes were glazed with desire, pleading with him to bring you to come. It was a pathetic look on you, and he wonders just how sir handles you when you're like this.

"Fuck, you're such a mess," he growls, fingers pulling from your soaked cunt. "Not yet.”

He leans down, tongue swiping over your collarbone before biting down hard enough to leave a mark. You cry out, begging for his fingers to push back inside, your pussy clenching around nothing in desperation.

He moves to strip off his dark shirt, revealing his toned chest and arms. There's a sheen of sweat on his skin, making the hair there glisten in the dim light. His cock strains against his pants, the outline clearly visible and throbbing. You stare shamelessly, mind too far gone to even hold back the pure horny look on your lidded eyes.

Leaning forward again, his hands grip your thighs as he pushes them further apart as he settles between them. The head of his clothed cock prods at your entrance, smearing your arousal around. 

You're practically drooling for it, hips bucking up in an attempt to create more friction. A wet spot forms quickly, a mix of your own juices and his.

Nyen lets out a jagged breath, pulling back and quickly shucking off his pants to free his throbbing cock. It springs up, hard and heavy, the thick shaft covered in veins. The head is an angry red, already dripping with precum. He takes hold of the base and smacks the length of it against your cunt, making you gasp and writhe. 

“You want it?” Nyen growls, grinding against you, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through your body. Your hips buck up, trying to take him inside, but he holds back, denying you what you so desperately crave.

"Please, Nyen," you whimper, your voice high and needy. "I can't take it anymore.”

His fingers dig into your thighs, holding you open and exposed for him. The head of his cock catches on your clit with each hump, slickness coating his length. He's relishing in the teasing, but his own cock aches to sink right in, to feel you clench around him. 

"Nyen," you plead again, tears of frustration pricking at the corners of your eyes. “I feel like I’m on fire.” 

Nyen just smirks, fisting his cock and giving it a few slow pumps. "You think you can take it, slut?”

You nod eagerly, reaching down to spread yourself open in offering. "Yes... Please... I want it... Want you..."

Growling, Nyen lines himself up, the broad head of his cock pressing against your soaked entrance. With one sharp thrust, he buries himself to the hilt, stretching you wide around his thick shaft.

You gasp at the sudden stretch, walls clenching tight around the thick intrusion. It feels much bigger than you expected, his thick length giving a splitting sensation. It’s almost too much, the burn of the stretch mixing with the intense pleasure of finally being fucked. 

The wet sounds of skin slapping against skin fill the room, mixing with your loud moans of pleasure. You hold on, nails scrabbling at Nyen's chest as he pumps roughly into you. 

"Shit," Nyen snarls, relishing in your warm walls. "How are you so f-fucking tight–” 

A little drool drips from the corner of your clenched mouth, mixing with the tears of pleasure that roll down your flushed face. The intensity of your heat makes everything feel ten times more intense, and all you can think about is needing more.

Your head feels light, your vision swimming, but you manage to keep it upright, barely able to focus on Nyen’s figure above you. With a surge of effort, you sit up, your hand finding the back of his head as you pull him closer, pressing your lips to his.

You half-expected him to pull away, to say something cruel and push you back down beneath him. But instead, he responds, his teeth grazing your lips as he leans in closer, deepening the kiss.

The flavor of smoke and beer lingers, mixing with the sweetness of your saliva. His hands grip your hips tightly, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulls you flush against him.

The kiss was hungry and desperate – mostly on your part. Enough that you practically cry when Nyen breaks the kiss to look at you. 

Your face is flushed, lips swollen and parted as you pant for air. Your hair is a wild mess, sticking to your sweat-slicked skin. But it's your eyes that draw his attention – glazed over with desire, the irises on your hazy eyes nearly swallowed by blown out pupils. 

Your moans echo off the walls, your body shaking beneath his harsh grasp on your hips. You're so close, the pleasure in your abdomen swirling and building until you feel like you're gonna pass out.

"Nyen," you gasp, not being able to hold back anymore, "I'm close!” 

Nyen grits his teeth, feeling his own orgasm forming tightly. He curses under his breath, a deep groan escaping him as he hurries his snaps against your hips. 

"That's it," Nyen growls, his voice rough, "Fuck– come for me, slut.”

Your whole body tenses, your back arching off the bed as the orgasm crashes over you. You cry out, your voice breaking on a sob of pleasure as your walls spasm around him. 

It's intense, almost too much to handle, but Nyen doesn't stop. He keeps fucking you through it, his cock hitting roughly inside you enough that you practically see stars. 

Nyen throws his head back with a guttural groan, his hips stuttering as he chases his own release. Your cunt doesn't relent, squeezing and twisting around him as he fucks through the orgasm. 

Nyen collapses on top of you, his weight pressing you into the mattress. He's panting, his chest heaving against yours as he tries to catch his breath. He's just as– if not more– spent, heart pattering as both your skins mix with sweat and come. 

After a moment, he pulls out, his softening cock slipping from your sensitive hole. You whimper at the loss, your pussy still twitching with aftershocks. 

He rolls off you with a lazy exhale, a huff of breath escaping his lips as he somehow pulls a cigarette from nowhere and lights it. He inhales deeply, the smoke swirling around him before he blows it into the air.

Your body still trembles, heat pulsing through you, lingering deep inside. Your gaze shifts to Nyen–his bare, sculpted chest rising and falling with each breath, his long fingers holding the cigarette to his lips, his skin slick with a sheen of perspiration and something else. The sight makes you bite your lip, a new wave of heat rushing over you.

You sit up swiftly, a flushed smile spreading across your face as you shift to straddle Nyen’s hips.

His cigarette hangs from his mouth, brows furrowing as he questions just how you’re up so fast. You don't give him enough time to say anything though, eagerly beginning to grind against his slick crotch. 

“What the fuck are you doing?” He hisses, already feeling himself hardening from your touch. A desperate whine escapes you, eyes shut as you settle on top of him. “M-my heat–” you pitch louder, “Again. Please– I need it.”

[irenic-seraphiine]

I NEED a fic where y/n is simply an observer to all the bullshit that goes on. They’re used to being in the background, an npc that’s there to make the scene feel for alive (but like in a realistic way). And then one day something goes awry, something they’re not used to and suddenly it’s like they got an upgrade. Now everyone wants everything to do with them for some reason. Which is odd because they’re so ordinary it’s painful.

Fandoms I think the idea works well with:

-Bnha: I think the idea of being a nobody and them having a bunch of hero’s/hero’s in training (or villains) that the whole nation knows of become borderline obsessed with you is funny

-Haikyuu: because nothing is more scary for an introvert than a bunch of athletic teenage boys trying to get to know you (horrifying)

-Ranfren: Imagine working at like, a remote gas station or something (idk) and then meeting some freaks that become (actual) obsessed with you..

There’s probably more fandoms that this could fit into but these are just the ones I could think of. Feel free to use this idea- no credit needed since it’s such a basic unoriginal concept but if you do write it, please tag me :)

[sewinrat]

YEAH UR WRITING IS AWESOME IM IN LOVE W THAT FIC!!!!N Im rlly sorry for forgetting write more details abt it!!

wondering if u could do Nyen x rat reader ^.^

ahahah sorry if Im requesting a lot Im js desperate n ur the only active ranfren fanfiction writer

It's fine. I understand. Also sorry I'm late with this thing

"Do you really have to hunt us everytime you see us?" You asked Nyen who is reading 'My Alter Ego Is A Turtle God Who Loves My Ex Boyfriend', from the ceiling in a hole. "My master is still stressed these days because of the last Christmas. His stress will only get worse if he saw a rat or a mouse roaming around," he replies - remarked - back to you while Still paying attention to his book. You raise an eyebrow at him, putting you chin on the palm of your hand and asked once more, "So why am I still here?"

Nyen didn't respond. Maybe he doesn't know. Why didn't he killed you? This is pretty rare of Nyen. Really rare actually and you're taking the opportunity to tease him, "Aww~ is the tom cat going soft for a little ol' me the rat?~" in a mocking baby voice.

"Shut up." He demands. He glared at you for a moment before going back to read. You laugh at him before you quiet down. You both sit around in silence for a while before you got tired and bored. You tried to turn back to crawl away but Nyen stopped you, "Why don't you just be with us?" This question made you physically stopped. "...What do you mean? I'm already part of the house!" you tried to joke it off.

"I mean, being one of the pets," he offered like it was possible. You sigh and look down at Nyen from the ceiling hole. "You know that's not possible, love." You lean down carefully to do an eskimo kiss(nose rub) to him as comfort. "Your master will never accept me as a pet. Maybe the kid with glasses will but I'm sure you don't want that," you rationalise with him. Nyen nods in disappointment.

You glance behind you back into the ceiling hole and gave Nyen one last kiss to the cheek. "I have to go now. I'll see you later. Our food are running out so I'm sure he'll attempt to get food from your fridge. I know you're still a cat but still, hold back a little will ya?" Nyen chuckles, "No promises."

[moolah-moolah]

ARE we gonna get The Sebastian x catman Reader please we been waiting for it

Omg omg omg omg

BRO I AM SO SORRY😭😭 It's literally in my drafts but literally the more I wrote the more I was like.... EEEUUUUUHHHHHH so that's what happened. I am SO sorry for the wait.

I had this whole dream sequence in it that I might delete because that's the main thing putting me off but TRUST I'll work on it RIGHT NOW🤞🤞

[n0vation]

RULẸ̵̢̡̭̽̀̓͗S FOR IN̶͕̖̲̉̾͆TERACT WITH THẸ̵̢̡̭̽̀̓͗ THIN̶͕̖̲̉̾͆G̵̺̤̈̒͊:

I'm just a girl who let her inner child run an Tumblr to share her writing passion. But inner child? More like failed lab experiment. Ruined by the experience of living in this humanity.

RULESㄨFANDOMㄨDNI ALL GATHERED HERE

ㄨRules before requesting:

Let me some times and Nova will write fast and good just for you ><

All works tagged with #by innovation and posts with #n0vation

Minors are strictly forbidden here: You're precious and you don't need to read Nova's mind before being mature enough or you might end up like her..

What I write for:

Headcannons, drabble, prompt, fic , one shot REQUEST REQUEST PLZ PLZ REQUEST ME

Mostly character x reader but other too if I like the ship, Nova get jealous either way :(

FLUFF: Hurt/Comfort , Domestic Fluff ,Emotional fluff , religious themed tooANYTHING JUST TELL ME

ANGST: Self harm, Depression, bad ending, toxic relationships ANYTHING I WILL TAKE ANYTHING REALLY

SMUT: top/bottom you choose, toxic, noncon, dubcon, selfharm, dark content, cute smut too, WHATEVER JUST TELL ME

PLEASE PLEAS PLEASPLEASLEPSEL JUST TELL ME DARLING

What I don't write for:

Nothing ! Just tell me, if it's not too morally wrong for me, I will write it.

ㄨFandoms:

Jojo's bizarre adventure/Blue Lock/Squid Game/Juujika no Rokunin/Honkai star rail/The kid at the back/Jujutsu kaisen/Tokyo Revengers/Bungou Stray Dogs/Homicipher/ your turn to die/Vocaloid😞/ Ranfren!/Cry of Fear/... There is more just ask me, even if I don't know I will know you know ykyk ( ˃ ᵕ ˂ )

ㄨDNI:

Nobody,I like to argue, or I might understand your point as long as you're not racist or right winged yk.

[valkyrievega]

Valkyrievega's Writing Masterlist

I figured I should put everything in one place, at the very least! Everything goes to ao3; same username over there, if that's how people prefer navigating :)

Following Fandomss are under the keep reading:

No Country For Old Men, Ranfren, Skyfall, and Dune (admittedly Dune is a singular work so far), Arcane

Side note: it would be far too long a post to put the actual summary of each on them; so I've just put tiny descriptions instead.

Arcane

Short fics/ oneshots:

After a long day

Sevika lets off some steam

Settle Down

Sevika comes home to find you didn't go to bed when you should have.

Quiet time

Reader is stressed, and Sevika helps at the office.

Long fics:

Spark

Sevika becomes your (only) client at the brothel. Sapphic yearning ensues. Also it's 54k (Completed)

Cigars and Irish Cream Whisky

A/B/O universe. You turn up at a heating clinic with heat problems (and a few other things besides). Sevika helps. It gets complicated. (In progress)

Dune

oneshots:

Holy Water (and how to find it)

You and Stilgar hatch a plan; and you receive your payment.

Skyfall

oneshots:

Rabbithole

Silva cyber-stalks you, and you really, truly don't notice.

Just Follow Along

Silva 'helps' you plan your escape from his headquarters

Ranfren

Long Fics:

Cat Dragged In (Completed)

The Ivory household gains a new pet; and she sure does question the status quo.

Short Fics/oneshots:

It Needs Doing.

Luther's had more than enough; and she recognizes it.

Crossover fic:

Stress relief

Luther's capital S Scheming allows the house a good opportunity for, well. Some stress relief. (It's you. You're the stress relief.)

Clear as Crystal

Antonia and Nyen have fun with hypnosis. And you.

No Country For Old Men

(this is about to get embarrassing- everyone look away)

Long Fics:

Out Of Country (completed)

Set 5 years after the events of No Country; Anton is tasked with a pick up.

The Old Ways (completed)

What if the way Anton presents himself is from a different cause? (I.e. A/B/O re-imagining; a pretty feel-good story in comparison to other long fics I have)

Moby Dick (completed)

"Can you feel it when someone else is watching you? A lot of people thought so.” - Cormack McCarthy, No Country For Old Men.

(or: Anton is 30% crazier, and it's doomed from the start. Dead Dove Do Not Eat and severe content warnings.)

Short fics/oneshots:

An Unexpected Interruption

Anton gets interrupted in the middle of a meeting because you didn't clean the hotel room like he and Antonia (offscreen) had asked. It's a good time to get you in trouble, and make his business dealers scared of him.

Let Me Keep the Colour

A slice of nightlife, from someone who's struck a deal with Anton.

By the Lamplight (AFAB only - AMAB chapter potentially coming?)

He breaks into your hotel room.

By the Streetlamps (AFAB only- AMAB chapter potentially coming?)

Direct sequel, thematically, to By the Lamplight. You get him back.

See no Evil (AFAB only- AMAB chapters potentially coming on request)

Can you witness something, when you're blind?

Careful, He Bites.

The cat and mouse chase scene from the book goes very differently. (i.e. Llewelyn isn't an idiot)

Rocking the Boat

Anton fixes the local siren problem.

Stay in the Dark (3 chapters, completed)

Anton takes advantage of a vulnerable position. He sees her having got out of one impossible situation; and wants her to try her hands at another.

Heel.

Association is a hell of a thing (and so is the way Anton views other people).

In Front of the Fire (please, can't I come in?)

He keeps you out while it's snowing. How rude.

In For a Twig, In For a Switch.

Anton uses a good excuse to scare you. And then some.

Happy Holidays to You.

Anton comes home for Christmas.

Meet Me in the Hallway.

(Older) Anton teaches evolutionary psychology at university; and more besides.

When the Wolf Comes Home

Some hurt and comfort with a werewolf Anton

Trouble in Paradise

He turns up at the doorstep of his ex-wife. Perfect.

Crossing the Threshold

A night in the life, roughly a year after the events of Meet Me In The Hallway. (or: profton two electric boogaloo)

Beggars Can't Choose at all.

Anton fucked up. You deal with it.

Scratching at the Glass

Hybrid Anton won't leave you alone. Why is that? (Catton timeeeeee we all go crazy for him)

Kinktober 2024 (Antober)

There are many prompts. There are many fics. All are, in my opinion, good, especially if you actually enjoy the kink/prompt listed. There is also occasionally gross things, because I think (correctly) Anton is a freak.