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[claudvain]

hi!! i asked you about claudevain recently and thought id come ask some more if it's okay!! :3 how do you see them getting together?

Hello anon thank u so much for coming back

I’m so glad you asked

I have wanted to make a fic of this (started something along these lines) but I’ve always imagined that the process of Sylvain and Claude going from classmates who don’t really know each other to lovers is a very, very, very slow one.

They both have such insane trust issues, I don’t imagine them falling in love immediately. I think perhaps situation brings them together a lot, or Claude sees through Sylvain’s mask and is intrigued on why it’s there to begin with, and they just slowly start spending more time together. Maybe it starts out as a curiosity thing and slowly turns into “hey, he’s not too bad, I’ll spend more time with him” (but they refuse to call it friendship, cause, trust issues)

While I like to imagine and fantasize that they get together at Garreg Mach, I think they get together much, much later. Like, post war kind of later. And I think it’s a thing that just sorta happens. Like it’s not necessarily a crazy grand revelation, maybe there’s a panic attack on Syl’s side I just think that they look at each other one day, and it just makes sense. Just “I enjoy being with you, and you’ve become something of importance to me, and I think that just makes sense.”

[panthermouthh]

creecher my beloved <3

(or in other words, very cool and awsome art, and i am loving the frankenstein stuff)

He’s just a lil guy <333 so what about the atrocities <333

[httpiastri]

i am soooo excited for ur nsfw alphabet with paul! i keep checking ur page everyday bc i just know its gonna be good!!!!!!!!!! so excited!

omg!!! so sweet 🥺 big thanks for this reminder because ive been kinda forgetting about it, but now i remember 🥰 i went on to write a few more letters today hehe and i don't have a lot left !!!

[wexhappyxfew]

I know that I've been MIA, but life is just Not Doing It for me rn, but I finally found a moment of peace to read everything, and I just wanted to say... Are you seriously trying to kill me???

My girl Carri and Dougie? THAT scene in particular??? (You know what I'm talking about)

Annie, love of my life, and Brady?? More cuddling? A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do... Brady being protective???

My lovely Judy and Rosie??

My darling Kennedy and Bucky???

This is Too Much for my heart, I can't take it 💜💜💜

As always thank you so so very much 💜

- your Carrie Anon

OMGGGG SWEET CARRIE ANON HELLO!!!!! 🥹🫶✨

don’t you worry yourself at all! 🥺 i totally understand!!! life does its thing sometimes and we can’t always be doing everything, so don’t worry, carrie anon! :) (i just had an incredibly draining and chaotic semester finish up at college so i totally get it <3) it’s all good! just seeing this message from you brightened my day!!!! 🥹

AHHHHHH HEHEHE 🤭🤭🤭

thank YOU so much for reading and enjoying all the lovely duos i have going on at the moment!! it seriously means so much to me, and to know they’re all loved in their own ways!! i absolutely do know what carrie x dougie scene we’re talking about HEHE 🤭✨and i am SOOOO glad you loved it AHHHHH (can confirm as i wrote it, i went oh we’re going there and BOOM!) no regrets at all, haha!!!

I AM ON THE PROTECTIVE BRADY AGENDA !!!!!!! he just gives those vibes sometimes of ‘i will be overly and overwhelming protective don’t mess with me’ and i LOVE it (and we know he’d be protective over annie no matter, no matter the scenario and i couldn’t help it!!! and there’s much more of that where it came from hehe)

judy x rosie and kennedy x bucky my BELOVEDSSSSS i have so much in store for them and so much to explore and can’t thank you enough for the love towards them! :’)

THANK YOU TRULY CARRIE ANON!!!!!!! i cant thank you enough, from the bottom of my heart :D i hope you have a wonderful rest of your day/evening/night!!!!! 🥹✨🫶

(did i get misty-eyed at the your carrie anon…..yes yes i did <3)

[sevlawless]

hi <3 how about 5, 22, and 37 for whichever OC(s) you wanna answer for for the Uncommon OC Questions! (~veeteeshirt aka veeples)

hi vee <333 thank u for sending !

gonna answer these for arabella bc she occupies every single thought in my brain 🤩

5. how easy is it to earn their mistrust?

VERY easy, especially if she doesn't know you that well. she doesn't have the time or energy to surround herself with people she can't trust and if you give her any reason not to, ur out the door immediately LMFAO

22. how does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)? 

she gets snappy and irritated 😭 not the best way to cope and she knows that but she doesn't care !

37. do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)? 

i fear not 😭 arabella is very unorganized but in a way that to other people she seems messy, but to her everything is exactly where it needs to be and easy for her to find

uncommon oc questions

[pinkaditty]

Can i pls request some facesitting headcanons for Satan, Mammon, Sitri and leviathan with a fem s!o? Thank you ❤️

hihi this was my first non-anon ask and yes ofc u can!! <3333

summary: facesitting and pussy eating. how will the men of WHB handle it?

a/n: woohoo i've been excited to do this ask tbh!! like seriously i've really been looking forward to it!!!! the only one i don't know much abt is Mammon buuuuut i do know his personality and idiosyncrasy so im hoping that's enough to characterize him properly!

cw: fem!reader (sorry, the one time i don't do gn... I PROMISE GN NEXT TIME!!), reader has a vagina, facesitting, pussy eating, suffocating (leviathan), cardiophilia (Sitri), pygophilia (Mammon), spanking (Satan), male whimpering, masturbation, and lots of tongue usage. NOT PROOFREAD!

MINORS DNI AS USUAL!!!!! PLEASE RESPECT MY BOUNDARY! THANK YOU!

Satan:

well. he does like spanking!

he won't say no to you sitting on his face ofc that's whatever, as long as he gets to spank your ass while he does it.

he especially doesn't care which way you're facing, because either way, there's an ass close enough for spanking. good enough for him.

will definitely just roughly massage and spank your asscheeks while he makes quick work of you with his tongue.

don't really know why but i think he's totally masterful at it.

knows exactly where your sweet spots are in seconds and abuses tf out of them.

pays especially close attention to the clit, and he's the most gentle with his tongue there. he doesn't mind spanking you, but he doesn't want to hurt you, especially not your sensitive areas. he won't mind if his nails leave a few marks, though.

he won't really stop until he's satisfied. you can't pull yourself off of him because you're not beating him in the strength department.

sorta thrusts his hips up into the air as he eats you out. gets painfully hard really quickly.

His nails, sharp as claws, dig into the skin of your ass, leaving deep bruises and small cuts. You groan painfully, curling your hands into fists and twitching at the sensation. You reach out and pull on his hair. He only grunts, continuing to draw soft circles around your clit with his tongue, smacking your ass once with his right hand before cupping your cheeks and pulling you closer to him. The sensation of his tongue swirling around your clit is almost enough to distract you from his nails still clawing into your backside. His tongue is gentle and slow, tracing soft circles around the sensitive nub. His pace is consistent; not so slow you'd lose your mind, but not so fast that you'd be overstimulated. He takes his time, even pausing gentle stimulation of your clit to lap at your hole, already dripping juices from how delicious it all felt.

This back and forth continues, at the same constant pace. Every time you reach orgasm, he smacks your ass again and continues on his pace, gently licking soft circles around your hardened clit.

At this pace, you'll hardly be able to take whatever devil energy he can give you.

Mammon:

well. he's similar to satan in that he likes ass (similar to me too lol).

will probably be doing almost exactly like what Satan's doing, just with less spanking and more groping and general ass appreciation.

will definitely prefer you facing away from him so that he can really be immersed in ass.

he's really slow with it, though. like where satan will put you through multiple in minutes, mammon will give you one every agonizingly long stretch of time filled with not enough pleasure to get you off, but enough to keep you squirming and impatient.

he will find your sensitive spots, but rather than abuse them, he switches between them. he'll take his time getting you off. he's very slow with it, so much so that it almost feels like he's edging you (he sort of is but he's greedy he likes to savor it and take his time. he knows you're already his anyway. why not take his time?)

will lick stripes rather than circles. he will lick your clit directly instead of teasing swipes from a circular motion.

will also dive his tongue between your folds very often, lapping at your juices like a dog does water.

is constantly squeezing, groping, and rubbing his hands all over your ass, simply enamored by it regardless of size.

definitely without a doubt gets hard but probably won't acknowledge it. he's greedy for you, not his pleasure (though he absolutely will be later).

His tongue switches back to your clit, licking slow stripes, pushing the flesh up and down with his tongue. Idly, you wonder how he can keep at this for so long, but such a thought does not last- not when the repeated, slow motions scatter your thoughts with how ridiculously good it feels. You tense up, eagerly stifling your twitching and staying in place, feeling the pleasure build up at last. He keeps going, licking soft stripes up and down your clit, moving his tongue so masterfully rhythmically that barely a sound comes from his technique. You clench and unclench your hands, your eyes spin in your skull, your heartbeat quickens, and your breathing deepens. Surely this was it, surely--!

You feel the telltale motion of his tongue giving one last rough, prolonged stripe to your clit, before he switches back to your waiting hole, diving his tongue inside hungrily and dragging it along your insides, collecting all the juices his greed so desires. You curse, having been so close, and he teasingly squeezes your ass in return. You can feel him smirking into your folds.

Sitri:

oh boy. ohohooooo boy.

he could care less which way you're facing. what matters is, regardless of the position you take up, your thighs are pressed directly against his ears. he can hear your heartbeat from afar but it's never enough.

will wrap his arms around your thighs to ensure that you stay put and to really press your thighs into his ears. he just cannot get enough of your heartbeat. thump, thump, thump...

is less careful with his fangs than the other demons. absolutely will not hurt nor bite you but when he's tonguing your folds the smooth edges of his teeth may slide against you. not painful.

is not very calculated with his technique but doesn't really need to be with your heartbeat as a dead giveaway. he just laps and laps tirelessly like a parched dog but somehow it hits the good spots.

honestly it's the way he does it that turns you on more than how it feels. how desperate each stroke feels is what really does it.

strokes with his tongue are wide, all-encompassing, and sloppy. he's drooling so much that it only makes you wetter.

buries his face as close as he can so he'll often pull back for air before burying himself again.

eats you out like he's never eaten anything before.

gets hard very quickly and will gently remove his hand from your thigh to jack himself off. does it quietly so you won't notice because he thinks it's embarrassing. eventually his muffled moans into your folds give him away and you just start riding his face. not that he minds.

He just keeps lapping. Like a dog at a water bowl after a long, dry walk. He just doesn't seem to stop. It feels good - almost too good. You writhe and twist, curling your toes from how delicious it feels, but you can't move much; his strong arms still holding you down in place and keeping your thighs hard pressed to either side of his face. He just has to listen to your heartbeat in his ears. He just can't get enough of it, of you. He keeps lapping, his tongue sliding between your folds, gentle but quick, sliding across your hole and just barely tickling your clit before he retracts and licks again. The buildup feels slow, but you've finished before you know it, the gentle tickles of your clit driving you to orgasm. Your whole body shakes and your eyes roll back, and he lets you ride it out, keeping up his gentle strokes against your clit. You shiver as sparks pop behind your eyes, slowly coming down from your high. He squeezes your thighs once more, and breaks away, taking a few deep breaths. The cool air hits your folds and you flinch, twitching just slightly at the sensation. As quickly as he pulled away, he dives back in, dragging his tongue across the length of your labia, gently slipping between to tease what's there. You groan, feeling sensitive, the continued motion making you feel overstimulated. You curl your toes, shifting yourself just slightly, trying your best to bear the overwhelming feeling. It just feels too good, the gentle drag of his tongue, the soft tease of your hole and clit, and the finality of it all before he immediately starts again. You can't take it.

You feel the pressure of his hand of your thigh gently lift. You can't be bothered to pay much attention to that until you hear the soft clink of a belt being undone, and you know what he's doing. You can barely smile in satisfaction due to overstimulation, but you manage, and reach down for his blue silky hair, pulling tightly on it. He moans, and stops lapping, simply holding his mouth open, preparing for you to ride him. He's practically shaking, trembling in silence except for the repeated sound of his hand sliding up and down his length.

Leviathan:

the less he can breathe, the better.

literally. no if's and's or but's. the less he can breathe the better. surprisingly he's not much into choking you... rather he wants you to choke him.

and he doesn't care how you do it.

so suffocating under you while you take what you need from him, yeah! he is more than on board for that.

prefers you facing forward so you can use his nose to rub your clit on while your folds are spread over his lips, revealing your hole, perfect for him to stick his tongue into while you move back and forth over him.

this way, he can't breathe! and yeah, he gets off to that really fast.

will attempt to hold your hips as you ride him, but may be unable to focus much so he might claw his hands into the sheets.

while he's totally into this, you will have to lift off of him occasionally. but not for very long.

you can watch as his eyes roll back from the relief of finally being able to breathe, his face red as a cherry, his tongue lolled out and covered in your juices.

and then you sit right back down and he can't breathe anymore. but he's not complaining. at all.

he's thrusting his hips upwards, as though he's desperate to feel some friction. he's so into being suffocated, he can't even focus on his own arousal.

won't really touch himself. after your first orgasm or so he's already cum untouched.

for every one orgasm of yours, he's probably had one to three.

You're riding his face like you would a horse, using the chain between his horns as reins, pulling his face deeper into you. He obliges, following your pull ever so obediently, burying himself deeper into your folds. You're moving your hips along his face as fast as you can, his nose providing the perfect stimulation for your clit. You can barely see his eyes peeking over your thighs, but they're there, rolled back in ecstasy. His face is bright red, and he can't breathe. He's clinging to the sheets, gripping them tightly for some semblance of grounding, but he's too far gone.

You're much the same, dizzy and blissful from how good it feels. His nose is gently pressed into you, your clitoris rubbing back and forth over it. His nose supplies just the right amount of pressure, enough to send you over the edge. His open mouth and lolling tongue are perfect for catching your juices and teasing your hole, pressed right against it, and you feel every tremble and every moan. Sometimes he moves his tongue just slightly, circling your hole as you move. It makes you grip the chain harder, putting pressure on his horns, to which he moans rather loudly.

When you finally feel the orgasm coming, the building blissful pressure turning into a peak, your folds twitching with anticipation; you suddenly push the chain away from you, pressing his head into the sheets. Your hips follow him, pressing his face deeper into you and his head deeper into the pillows. His already jerking hips suddenly thrust into to the air, and you hear and feel a strangled moan as he reaches his peak, his whole body quivering as he soils his pants. You press deeper into him as you orgasm yourself, you clit quivering against his nose, your juices spilling into his mouth. For a moment, you stay like that, holding his chains so tightly they leave indents in your skin. Soon you release, letting go of his chains and lifting off of him a little, giving him a chance to breathe. He's twitching, all red in the face, and panting heavily, his mouth wide open, tongue lolling out. You only give him a minute before you sit right back on his face again. He moans, satisfied, and ready for another round.

a/n: okay so perhaps i got a little carried away with my blatant displays of favoritism. perhaps. but it's not my fault!!!!!!!!! i like them submissive. :(

okok but anyway i hope you all enjoyed woohoo!! one more ask after this, but ill do pervert pt 3 before I answer that ask. anyways, please please please let me know if you all enjoyed it!! leave a comment, do a quick reblog, and submit an ask if you want something written just for you! im happy to write for you! thank you so much for reading! I really appreciate you!

[mountainficss]

STAWPPP 🦈 ANON HERE .. THE FIC WAS TOO GOOD😭😭😭 DAMN U KNOW HOW TO WRITE. anyways im back for more cuz omggg I SAW THIS LIKE REALLY WOWOWOW PHOTO OF WONWOO like w/ his hair wet and stuff and GWOWODODOD DAMN (https://pin.it/3hCKDB7wu) just thinking abt how shower sex with wonwoo would be, ugh thanks again 4 answering, I always get so anxious writing these !! ^_^

!! mentions of: shower sex, unprotected sex, fingering

OH MY??? jeon wonwoo…ugh he’s so pretty…

ALSO I MISSED U 🦈 ANON I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED THE JOSHUA FIC <333 i’m so sorry i take forever to respond these days. these professors must really want me to stay busy with all this work they’re giving smh. ALSO PLEASE DON’T BE ANXIOUS I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU ALL <333

omg shower sex with wonwoo would be so sweet. after a long day it’s what both of you would need. maybe work is rough on the both of you or you just want to spend some quality time together. either way shower sex is the perfect way to wind down! he’d slide in the shower with you, the water soaking his hair and causing little droplets to run down his pretty face. would pull your body to his chest and press sweet little kisses to your neck from behind, licking and sucking on the skin lovingly <3 he’d stick two fingers inside your heat, fucking you slowly and stretching you out so you can take him better ;( no matter what wonwoo always takes the time to prep you, he never wants it to be painful for you (and i just know he’s got that dumb dick so it’s gonna hurt more if he doesn’t prep—). he’d pull his fingers out, licking them clean as he guides his length to your hole. he’d push in slowly, one hand gripping your hip while the other snakes around to knead your chest. and while you adjust to the stretch he’d be whispering the sweetest praises in your ear about how you look so pretty for him and how his cock was made for only you </3 the steam from the shower and the feeling of wonwoo filling you up so well would make you lightheaded, already feeling cock-drunk despite him barely even fucking you ;( he’d thrust gently at first, checking constantly to make sure he wasn’t hurting you. you’d have to practically beg him to go faster because he’s always so worried about you </3 but then his thrusts would gradually speed up, the sound of skin colliding and the shower running echoing through the bathroom. he’d let out the lewdest whines and whimpers next to your ear, licking up your neck and pressing a small kiss to your jawline. he’d pull your body as close as physically possible and wrap his arms around your torso, your back pressed against his chest so closely you can feel his heart hammering ;( you’d push your hands against the foggy glass to steady yourself, leaving smudged hand prints as wonwoo drills into you. it wouldn’t take you long to finish with how desperately he was fucking you, the sound of wet skin and wonwoo’s sweet moans sending you over the edge. he’d reach a hand down to rub circles on your clit as you cum, feeling you jolt against him. he’d cum inside you as your walls tighten around him, continuing to rub your clit through his orgasm </3 his moans would be so pretty as he fucks his cum deep into your hole. your legs would wobble, feeling weak as you both struggle to catch your breath in the steamy shower. he’d be panting as he pulls out, reaching two fingers down to your hole to fuck his cum back inside ;(

you’d both be so tired but wonwoo would still take the time to clean you up, lathering your hair in shampoo and gently massaging it into your scalp. you’d lean against him, your eyes fluttering closed as you feel wonwoo’s fingers in your hair and listen to the sound of the warm water raining down on the both of you </3333 god i love wonwoo so much

[kniveschaudefender]

hi !! can you do a gideon graves x male!reader who owns a flowershop? (if you dont do male readers thats ok lol, gn!reader is good too)

Better than Any Boquet

(a Gideon Graves x male flowershop owner! reader)

EEE MY FIRST REQUEST !! (TYSM ANON IM LITERALLY SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS) ALSO I DO ALL GENDER READERS !! SO MALE READER ISNT A PROBLEM AT ALL !!! ^_^ (ALSO I WILL SAY THAT THIS SUUUUUPER LONG. I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT ANY SHORTER BUT PLS DONT BLAME ME IM BARELY STARTING 🙁 ) BUT I RLLY DO HOPE U ENJOY BC THIS HONESTLY TOOK ME SO LONG TO PUT TOTHER. BUT THANK U AGAIN !!! <3333 (also this isnt proofread so)

Gideon had been acting..strange lately. The league noticed, his employees noticed, even he noticed ! But, nobody could seem to pinpoint what exactly it was.

He had been going out more, being a little bit less harsh on certain people, and the biggest thing people noticed was the amount of flowers around now. Of course nobody dared to ask, heavens no ! But still, it was strange. It’s not like he was a big fan of the flowers himself, but for some reason he had so many around.

Eventually, it had started as a routine. Day after day he would do the exact same thing ! Saying he needs to go do something ‘important’ out, taking his leave, and ending up in the local flowershop. But why ? Its not like he was there for the flowers, no. He had a better reasons.

He walks in, his mind somewhere else before hearing something that completely snapped him out of it. A simple, “Good morning, Mr, Graves!”

< Thats > what he was here for.

The nice owner, thats what he was here for! How could we forget? How could he forget such a nice boy, the same boy who helps him every day no matter how many questions he asks or how many times he ends up repeating them. He even remembered his name! Not by the fact that he’s THE Gideon Graves, but by the fact that he comes in every day to his shop !

Will he ever admit its for him? Maybe later. But right now? Certainly not ! He can’t lose such a ‘friendship’ with this lovely boy he’s met ! For now, he simply comes in, looking for him at the desk in the front. Asking things such as “How do I take care of these?” or “What type of flowers would go best with this event ?” . Simple things to hide the fact that he’s only there to see him and to hear him talk.

After about an hour of mindless questions and small talk, he comes home, once again with a boquet of flowers in hand. He couldn’t help it ! He HAD to buy flowers every time he’d go in there, or he’d leave feeling a bit bad. So, there he goes, grabbing another empty vase and putting some water in it, then placing the flowers inside.

He sighed, looking around at all the flowers he now had. How long could he keep this up ? How long could he push his feelings for this boy away and just keep going and buying flowers, never making a move?

It honestly didn’t take long, he was running out of room for flowers and was so head over heels he couldn’t help himself anymore.

Though, for the first time he couldn’t help but feel a bit afraid. Would you like him? I mean yeah, he does have quite the name and ego, not to mention the billions he has in cash, but would you really find him attractive? He guessed he’d just have to find out.”

He spent about a week thinking about this.

Infact, he spent the whole time trying to distract himself, he had forgotten to go to the flowershop. After the week, he had finally decided to go say something. Thats when he remembered. He spent the whole week away from YOUR presence after being there non-stop for a few months!

Now he was really worried. He probably made you sick thinking something must have happened since he stopped coming for a whole week!

So, off he went! Sprinting down the street to the flowershop, holding on to his glasses for life. His plan? Say everything through a letter. He couldnt get himself to say it to your face, no matter how big of an ego he had.

He comes in, pushing the door open, almost falling over as he catches his breath before looking up. And there you were, making direct eye contact with him as you out new fresh flowers in a certain section.

“Mr. Graves! There you are! I was wondering where you’d been.” You say, giving him that same, sweet smile.

“Please..call me Gideon.” He says, closing the door behind him as he comes in entirely. “I have something..a bit more important for you this time.” “Anything! What do you need, Gideon?” He liked how you had listened without a question.

“I need a boquet of roses, the best ones you’ve got, and I need you to put this letter in there. But, I’d like you to read it first.” He says, handing the note to him. “I need these by 5 p.m today, and I’d like for you to write me a reply on the letter of what you think.”

With that he mutters a “Thank you” and runs out quickly, not even giving you a chance to respond.

You stand there, a bit dumbfounded. But, there was no need to go chase him down and question him. It seemed simple enough. So, you grab the roses, picking the best ones as he’d asked. Then, the letter.

You grab the letter, opening it slowly, then is when you get met with something..suprising.

“Sorry about the leave, I couldn’t be here for this. All these visits were never about the flowers, it was about you. I wanted to get closer, but never knew how. I’ve liked you for all these months, and never knew how to truely say it. You were always too kind, and quite the handsome man too, giving me that smile every day I walked in, no matter how clueless I was about anything. Especially the flowers. But you always listened to me. But, I do love you and everything you do a lot. And I would love to have you by my side. Because to me, you’re better than any boquet.”

[f1nalboys]

since you're taking requests.. how do we feel about pegging feat. david the lost boys... i don't think i've ever seen anyone write about that and it's soo sad. missed opportunity imo

anon. i owe u my life. pegging david..... this is so delicious idk why i never thought to write it for him????? hes offcially reached pegging status everyone, thats how u know im down bad for the mf!!!! i had sm fun writing this and it took me way longer than it shouldve to write this amount of words but <3333 i hope u enjoy and thank you!!!

David x AFAB!Reader

WORD COUNT: 1281

WARNINGS: nsfw, top!reader, bottom!david, pegging, brat taming, choking, mocking, begging, hand job, threat of edging/denial, david calls reader sweetheart, reader calls david a slut, kinda proofread (yall know me atp)

“Hurry up.” David’s voice comes muffled, but there’s no mistaking the crack in it. You snort, ignoring him as you run your fingertips up and down his spine in a futile attempt to calm him down. He moves slightly, groaning as the strap, which was settled inside him, pushes in further. “Fuck,” he moans and you watch his pale hand grab at your bedsheets. “Just move, Y/N, alright?”

You snort. “Is that how you ask?”

“You’re not fucking doing anything! I just want-”

“Does it seem like I give a fuck what you want, David?” You snap, hands gripping onto his hips and keeping him flush against you. He doesn’t answer besides a strangled noise. “You want me to move, baby?” You ask, voice teasing and soft. It makes a chill go down David’s spine, hearing you say the things he would to you. “Then you better start begging.”

He scoffs. “Y/N, I’m not fuckin’ doing that.” There’s a brief moment where David thinks this is working, that he’s gotten you to break; Your hips rock forwards slightly and he grins, his mouth open as he gasps into the bed. “There you go, w-wait, what? What’re you…?” He feels the thick base of the toy begin to slide out of him and that’s when David catches on. “No!”

David’s hands reach backwards as he sits up onto his elbow, blindly grabbing at whatever part of your body he can reach, desperate to keep the toy inside him. You smack at his hands and he whines and you know he's finally where you’ve wanted him the last hour. “Use your words.” You whisper and he groans, annoyed, but you pull out another inch and the annoyance falls away, devolving into panic. 

“Okay, okay,” he spits out quickly and you pause, a third of the strap left inside him. David cranes his neck back to look at you and in the light of your lamp you can make out the fresh tears that were brimming in his eyes. A few years ago, the very sight of him like this would have had you apologizing, trying to make amends. But now, after all your time spent with David, you knew this is what he wanted. Despite his attitude and his clenched jaw and his biting words and his general antagonism, what he really craved was to be used. The way he treated you was exactly how he wanted to be treated, and you had earned his trust to let it happen. “Please, sweetheart, just… just move, okay? Don’t pull out.”

You tilt your head at him, tsking. “That’s all? Really? I told you to beg and you give me that?” He narrows his eyes at you but keeps his mouth shut, knowing that you wouldn’t hesitate to pull out. “Try again. If you fuck up this time, we’re done.” You pout, voice dripping with mock concern as you reach around and wrap your hand around his cock, stroking him slowly, ignoring the way his elbows buckle. “And that would suck, wouldn’t it? Poor baby, doesn’t get to cum.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“You willing to bet?”

“Fuck, okay, fine.” David grunts, eyes fluttering shut briefly at the feeling of your hand around his aching cock. “Y/N, baby, please. I need it so bad, alright? You got me, shit, don’t stop.” As he begs, your hand picks up speed, thumb brushing over his tip each time. You pull a shuddering breath out of him and you feel a bead of pre-cum against your thumb and it’s like the dam breaks. His voice is cracking and high pitched, his hips moving involuntarily, pushing the strap back inside him. “Shit! There we go, just like that. Holy fuck, I can’t… I need you to move, please, baby. I wanna cum, I… I want you to make me cum, okay?

“You can take it all out on me, I swear. I’m an asshole, yeah?” You hum in agreement, still not moving your hips despite the sight of David fucking himself back on your strap, taking almost every inch. You want to, but then he wouldn’t learn his lesson. “Then fuckin’ make me take it. Shove my head in the pillow and make it hurt.” He says, his blue eyes darkening ever so slightly. He holds your gaze, a single tear slipping down his cheek. “Please.”

Your hips snap forwards harshly, plunging the silicone toy back into his hole. He grunts, head falling back onto the bed, eyes squeezed shut as you set a steady and harsh pace. “This what you wanted?” You grunt, leaning over him and placing your hand on the side of his face, shoving it further into the mattress. “God, you’re so fucking dirty, you know that baby? Just a slut, isn’t that right?” 

“Yes! Yes, I’m your slut, fuck,” he moans. Your hand is still wrapped around his cock and you stroke him in tandem with your thrusts. The position is perfect for David; he’s feeling you all around him, overwhelming each of his scenes, giving him nothing to focus on but this. You move your hand from his face, bringing it up the nape of his neck to tangle in the bleach blonde roots, and you tug. He whimpers as he listens, shakily forcing himself up until he’s leaning back against you, your hand making its way around his neck. 

“You close?” He nods desperately, grinding back against you, whimpering with each thrust. His cheeks were red, tear stains drying on his face, his eyebrows threaded together, and that same smug grin on his face. “Maybe I should stop, ya know? Edge you instead of giving you whatever you want all the fucking time.” Your thrusts get harder, your hand around his throat tightening. His eyes widen, smile faltering but you can feel his cock twitch against your palm, now slick with his pre cum. “You’re such a fucking brat, all the god damn time, I shouldn’t fucking reward you.”

The more you talk about denying him, the closer he gets. In times like this you felt more in tune with David's pleasure than your own, and how could you not? He was loud, whether he was giving or receiving, constantly moaning and grunting, filthy words flowing from his lips, and you’d have to restrain him to get his hands off of you; it was almost impossible to ignore. “So fuckin’ close, there we go, Y/N.” He grunts, voice hoarse from the grip you still had on his throat. “I need it so fuckin’ bad.”

Nipping at his earlobe, you whisper. “Come on then, slut. Cum for me.” You pull back in time to watch his eyes squeeze shut, his pink lips part into a long drawn out moan as he cums, your hand  dropping from his throat. Your thrusts slow down as he spills over your hand and you coo into his ear. “There you go, sweetheart.”

“Shut up.” David says sheepishly, out of breath, as he begins to come down from his orgasm. He settles back against you and sighs, grinning at you. “That was fuckin’ good.”

Grinning, you kiss him on the lips before trailing the kisses down his shoulder. “Alright, let's get you cleaned up, yeah?” He nods, hissing as you pull out of him. The two of you clean yourselves up and settle into your bed. “Thank god we didn’t stay at the cave; the guys wouldn’t let you live all that down, would they?” You tease, looking up at him from your spot on his chest. He snorts, cigarette loose in his lips, a glint in his eye.

“Trust me, they’ve heard worse from you.”

[casscainmainly]

CASS JASON THOUGHT EXPLOSIONS JUST HIT god I'm too shy to come off anon cause shit at eng,,, but also!!! Thinking abt how Jason would recognize his own inveterate empathy + compassion in her, something he views as a flaw in himself. While Cass, though able to understand his grief, pain and hurt, can't help but resent the way he embraces and embodies behaviors she's fought so hard to leave behind.

They both see parts of themselves in the other :0

It's probably not as bad for Cass post Batgirl 2000 (plus they won't really... seek eachother out... ever?) but Jason... oh boy... he's already unstable...

Also smth smth about both of them and abandoning their civilian identity as a form of self sacrifice,, for Cass it's obvious,, in Jason's case it's because 'someone has to do it' and making himself like a symbol for all victims, the whole process being akin to an immolation of civilian Jason Todd. Someone smarter than me could probably discuss the nature of how they both self-mythologise too in such a similar but varied direction??

IDK !!! :O

Also COOL BLOG,, I LOVE U CASS AND VVV COOL META AND DISCUSSONS!! I SEND U FLOWERS 🌸🌺🌸

They absolutely see bits of themselves in each other!! Especially because their two moralities are defined by a Big Event in a way none of the others are (besides Bruce, of course). I personally agree that they wouldn't seek each other out, but there is insane potential in a story where they're forced to work together (although current Jason is not necessarily the best version for the conflict I'd like to see.).

And BIG yes to your civilian identity point!!! Both of their identities were forcibly taken away from them, Jason by his death and Cass by her father. Of course Cass has never had a true civilian experience, but it's important that both their identities are completely subsumed by their goal: once again, it's the self-reduction to 'murder victim' and 'murderer'. There's no space for normality, for anything other than that defining moment. I guess that might be what you mean by 'self-mythologising', a denying of their fundamental humanity (which they both have, and have always had).

(I know there's lots of headcanons/fics on Jason legally coming back to life, but I'd love to see more of them deal with how he feels about it beyond the logistics/jokes; how does he feel stepping back into an identity chained to both his murder and his relationship to Bruce Wayne?)

Anyway, your thoughts were awesome and you definitely articulated them well! Thank you so much for the flowers <3333.

[sukunasweetheart]

I liked your Snake Hybrid Fic so much that I want to read it again and again🛐💕 I wonder how many snake children Sukuna will have, if one day a human child will be born💖 Imagine Sukuna just sitting among his snakes and frowning because he can’t be alone with the reader

HELPPP PLS THIS IS THE ULTIMATE COMPLIMENT <3333 thank u so much anon, this made my day :( im glad u enjoyed it sm

the fic in question

im sure sukuna will never stop wanting to breed you.... he's about to single handedly make snake hybrids a common species with you <3

not sure if a human child could be born from them, but if one does spawn, it would be for an interesting twist... imagine if the human one is yuuji, and he's the only one born with sukuna's special abilities, but just doesn't have a snake's tail 🫢

anyway, it is a very cute idea to see sukuna surrounded by his snake children 😭💕 he would definitely miss the times when it was just you and him, but for you, i feel like whatever remnants of your researcher side that still exists in you would be excited to see how the young hybrids grow and mature!

[totally-snowy]

What would be a completely normal morning for the Narrator, would it be domestic or would he go out as soon as he wakes up?

HI ANON OMG TYSM FOR ASKING!!!!! If you don’t mind I’ll be describing it with a romantic undertone with the reader, hope that’s okay!

The Narrator in the Morning

- The Narrator is extremely clingy. And he’s not a morning person

-Like, at all. This is going to be set before he gets stuck on the Parable with Stanley because why not

-All he wants is to cuddle you all day, everyday, no stopping.

-(self indulgent again) depending on the day, the moment he realizes he actually can stay with you, he’s burying his head in your chest. He sighs slowly if he feels your heart beating fast (unaware he’s the one causing the change LMAO), as if to convince you to breathe slower. This works, and you can feel yourself melting like putty in his arms.

-“What are you doing?” You would say, suppressing a giggle. He would just simply give a elated smile and slowly rub your back, enjoying the little noises of content you make.

-He’s very, very VERY tired in the mornings, no matter how much sleep he gets. Your chest is basically an invitation to be a pillow in his eyes.

-The moment he realizes and truly wakes up (he’s in a state of half-sleep the entire time) he’s a flustered mess, constantly apologizing, to your great enjoyment.

(THANKS FOR READING I LUV U ALL <3333)

[httpiastri]

hello!! i recently read like all your paul and pepe fics and i just wanted to say your writing style is amazing and i loved them!! esp sunrise serenity :))

also a formal request for another pepe fic perhaps 👀 maybe suggestive or whatever you want to write!!

aweeeee i'm so so glad!! thank you so much, it means a lot to me 🥺 new pepe fic coming out in like a few minutes !! stay tuned aaaa

[my-pjo-stuff]

Hi! Q again.

1: Your thoughts/headcanons on demigods compared to normal mortals.

Personally, I think it'd be cool if more disparities between demis and humans were shown. Obvi they're more durable, yeah, but what about them having trouble controlling their superhuman strength or accidentally lifting something that would be way too heavy for any mortal.

2: thoughts on freakouts and loss of control.

Personally, I love a good superhuman freakout. You're telling me these kids are under constant stress and not once have any of their powers gone out of control? Give me storms, give me launching things across the room in a fit of rage, give me explosions of pure, unbridled power when someone at school pushes them just a bit too far on a bad day.

Anon, Q <333

(P.S. srry for spamming your ask box, I just really love your takes and am scared to dm u <33)

HIIIIII! OKOKOKOK so first off, no need to apologize! I love getting asks like that 💖💖💖💖 There's a reason i told people to abuse my ask box as much as they want, the same going for my DMs! No need to feel scarred, just throw me a message and I'll answer as soon as I can. Of course it's also fine if you don't want to <3333 But now onto the questions! To be quite honest I never really thought about this so thanks! 1: My thoughts/headcanons on demigods compared to normal mortals.

OKOKOK, imma start off with the fact that normal human medication and its dosage just- doesn't work for demigods. Their bodies are different and thus take care of things like sickness and injury faster. So medication often isn't needed, and when it is you'd have to administer a significantly lot more than for a normal mortal. They also tend to form quicker and stronger bonds. It is a bit inspired by human evolution and how we became so social based on the hostile environment, for demigods that environment is even WORSE so their instincts and group drive are stronger. It's easier to survive and fight monsters in a group afterall.

They also tend to grow muscles and mature faster body-wise. In the sense that their strength develops sooner. They get stronger quicker and have heightened stamina. If it weren't for all the monsters going after them all the time they'd have a longer lifespan than mortals actually. Like 100 years at least.

2: Thoughts on freakouts and loss of control.

I think that they DEFINITELY happened and the camp counselors definitely were the ones dealing with them. (We all know Chiron and Mr D wouldn't do shit, let's be real). I think it often happened during nights from nightmares, especially with newer campers who haven't had time to get used to it all yet. That's why most of them happen in Hermes. Oftentimes they manifest in flare-outs of powers due to raw instincts (sorta like what Percy did to Clarisse and the other Ares kids in TLT when they wanted to dunk him in the toilet). The best way to deal with it is to dodge and comfort them. Luke has more than a few scars from times where he couldn't dodge fast enough and took the brunt of the flare-out. He never blamed the children though for when it happened. If it happens in the mortal world it's generally hidden by the mist, which protects the demigods somewhat. Camp places a LOT of emphasis on quickly learning to regulate any power they recognize in demigods to avoid things like that happening in the mortal world.

[ohcaptains]

me typing ur username up every night so i can see what u have posted <33 seeing all these little abby drabbles (abbles .) is making my abby heart so happy also that weird anon can go and do one wth. anyways,, firefighter!abby having bad dreams about fires n not being able to save u etc so she wakes up in the night, wakes u up and like desperately eats u out to the point where she is ltrlly whimpering and growling like an animal . that’s all . love u <3

— kittie 🌸

ABBLES !!!! <3333 firefighter!abby who needs you whenever things get bad, just so she can lose herself in you and doesn’t have to think for a couple of hours. would wake up n start kissing you, gentle and soft, eventually waking you up. you hum, groaning groggily. “okay baby?” but you’d know — know by the flushed panic in her cheeks and the animalistic edge to her gaze.

“need you,” she mumbles, and you immediately get it. would open your arms and let her in, let her roll on top of you and kiss you sleepily, the need inside of her doubling, tripling, as she tugs at your bed clothes, eventually ending up where she always did on nights like this — between your thighs.

as abby licks and sucks at you, it’s like you’re not even there. sometimes, you’re not, as you doze off to her lazy, soft kisses, eventually blinking awake when she stirs the ache inside of you. you would grab at her hair, clutching it in your tense grip.

“m’gonna come, baby,” you whimper, and abby would whimper back at you, keeping up her steady pace as she pushed you to the edge. again and again, until her brain went quiet, and she was in your arms again, mumbling a soft thank you into your neck.

[ofmermaidstories]

merms i wanna SCREAM now that the shoto fic is finally here!!!!! but i am also sad that it is the last installment of the series :((((

but anyways knowing you it will always be kept alive somehow, and i'm getting sappy and emotional bc it's been Four Years (4!!! what a big number!! that's a whole CHILD) since i started reading your stories and i'm just so grateful that i found you when i did!! a whole treasure trove of stories about the characters i so wholeheartedly adore.

thank you once again for being the amazing writer and person that u are!! i'm a firm believer that one's character really comes out in their writing (being an english major, it's hard to miss) and i can see how that is expressed in yours, with how careful and thoughtful and beautifully you write your stories. i hope you know that you're one of my most favourite writers ever!!!! and i'll probably never forget you in my life!!!! thank you for bringing so much color into my days <3333

four years!! oh my god. that’s like… full-sentences-whole-child old. we need a cake next year for number five. 🥹 idk hansy i’m like, kinda sad—a lot of what kept holding me back from finishing the first chapter was like, the sudden realisation that this was the beginning of the end LMFAOOOO—but i’ve been trying to keep in mind anon who slipped into the inbox and was like, [let’s] be excited before [we] get sad. because it’s true!! we’re at the beginning of the end—but it’s still the beginning!!! 🏞️✨ and if it’s any consolation, realistically it’ll take me like at least a year to finish this fic, lmfao, and i also wanna do my surrender one-shot collection this love (is ours), which is what i think of as the trilogy’s true ending (the epilogue is set a few years after shouto’s fic finishes), so we’re on the ride a little longer. 🥹 you’ll have to put up with me for a while yet.

idkidkdidkdidididkdddkkkdk hansy. earlier this year i kinda went through a bout of like, that preemptive grief where i just kinda came face-to-face with the fact that yeah, for the past four years this has been The Hobby, you know? like. this has been what i do for fun. and that’s a (relatively) long time and a lot of energy to spend on one thing, and it threw me into this period where i felt really isolated!! i felt silly, like, oh mermie it’s just a couple of fanfics, why are they making you sad you silly girl—and i desperately wanted reassurance that like, it was a normal part of an intensive creative process. and quite frankly i couldn’t find it LOL, i would trawl through the AO3 and fanfic sub reddits and like, try and find people who’d finished or were close to finishing long-standing series or whatever, but if i did find a couple of relevant posts they were years old, and mostly just celebratory (“I just finished my 1,000,000,000 word-long series!”). and then that fed into the, oh my god no one else is talking about this, i’ve taken too long to get to this point and now i’ve emotionally stunted myself this is terrible everything is terrible oh my god etc etc LOL. but!!! i mean, sometimes the best thing for those kinda wobbles is to just start regardless, right? get up and stumble on. 💀 PLUS the biggest thing, actually, was that i like actively reminded myself that no matter how daunting or bittersweet it was to reach the end, i wanted the satisfaction of getting us there. getting to the end of the shouto fic is getting to grab hold of that trophy……. and then we’ll get back in the car and do a victory lap with the last two one-shots in this love LOL. 🍾🏆🎊🏁

anywaysss, enough dumping LOL. hansy we have been in this together for four years. 🥹 and part of what’s gotten us this far along is the nice things you always find to say. 🥺 the race ain’t over yet but once we’ve swept up all the confetti and someone’s cleared away the champagne bottles i want you to know that i’ll remember you as apart of it, for as long as that’s a thing for me to hold. 🥹🌷