#thank you for this amazing submission so so so true

[urfavhasavpd]

akira nishikiyama from yakuza has avpd because i said so avpd that man

Akira Nishikiyama from the Yakuza franchise has AvPD!

GUARDS! AVPD THAT MAN

[mypoorocs]

Thinking about a first time Whumper x veteran Whumpee...

When they first meet:

"You don't seem nearly scared enough. This isn't your first time is it?" "You seem weirdly nervous. Is it yours?"

"Ugh! Out of everyone in the city I could kidnap I had to get stuck with someone else's leftovers!"

"You used to belong to so-and-so, didn't you? Ah! They're my idol! Oh! This is exciting. I get to study their masterpiece up close!"

"WHY AREN'T YOU SCARED OF ME?!!!"

"Oh. You've never done this before." "Stop judging me. I have a knife."

"How is it you know exactly what I like?" "You torturers are all the same." "You've done this before??"

"I won't kill you, but I need you to cooperate. I am new to this, just so you know." "Yup. I'm going to die."

"Mmmm, I love how you move when you're in pain." "Thanks! I've been practicing for years."

"Who taught you to scream like this?"

Whumpee helping Whumper figure out the basics:

"Why are you on your knees?" "Oh sorry. Do you not like that? The last guy liked me that way. I just assumed…" "No, no. It's a good idea. Keep doing that. I just… never thought of it."

"So, what are the rules?" "Rules?" "Yeah, dumbass. Your rules for me. Do you want me to call you sir? Master? Or can I keep calling you jackass?"

"Do you want me to put up a fight or should we skip straight to the submissive stage?" "Oh... uhhh... don't fight too much. I don't trust myself not to accidentally kill you." "Oh, yeah. Good point."

"What kind of scream do you like?" "There are kinds of screams?" "Yeah. The last guy liked it when I ugly-cried. But I'm pretty good a bloodcurdling and whimpering like a kicked puppy. I can try to stay quiet but I can't make promises there..." "Hmmm... try all of them. I'll tell you which I like best."

"You cleaned??" "Yeah? Was I not supposed to?" "I didn't know you could make captives do that?!" "For the record, I didn't do it because I'm scared of you - your arm gets tired after giving me like three lashes. I did it because I'm going to be spending a lot of time bleeding on this table and I doubt it occurred to you to disinfect it."

Whumpee teaching Whumper how to whump:

"Show me what they used to do to you."

Whumper studying the scars on Whumpees body to learn the best places to cut/stab.

"Oh no! A knife? How original!" /s

"If you stab me right there you'll kill me. You have to go one inch to the right. Yeah, right there-AHHHHHH! …yup. Right there."

"I'll make you a deal. Let me have a solid eight hours of sleep and I'll show you where to pinch the nerve that will paralyze my left arm."

"You can't leave me tied up like this!" "I can do what I want!" "Yes. Okay. True. But like, you've either got to tie my knees to my chest or let my feet touch the ground. Otherwise I'm going to asphyxiate."

Whumper having an inferiority complex:

"I CAN DO ANYTHING THEY COULD DAMMIT!" (They = Whumpee's former Whumper)

"WHUMPEE! YOU'RE NOT BETTER THAN ME!" *Whumpee trying not to laugh when Whumper fucks up something really basic.*

"You must think I'm so pathetic." "NOo! Of course not! You're doing amazing! Really you are! I'm so fucking scared of you right now. I promise."

"I'll never be as good as the person who hurt you before." "You'll get there! I promise. I was like his fifth victim - I'm your first. Be kind to yourself!"

"How the fuck did your former Whumper do it?" "Yeah... you're not getting that out of me..."

Whumper being paranoid that Whumpee is manipulating them. Even though they hold the power they feel like Whumpee has more control over the situation because they know more.

Also...

Whumpee knowing just how to manage Whumper. They instinctively know when to be a little defiant and when to do exactly as they are told. They know just the right tone of voice to speak in, and just how to move, scream, to keep Whumper as pleased as possible. The sooner Whumper is satisfied the sooner it will stop.

Whumpee pretending it hurts worse than it does, lying about which places/tortures hurt most, acting more sick or tired than they really are to get rest/food, acting more scared than they really are… It's not like Whumper could know better.

[lexsssu]

Naive (Alhaitham)

TAGS: Alhaitham/F!Bunny!reader, friends to lovers, pining, yandere, possessive behavior, obsession, mating cycles/heats, oneshot Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

“Why do we have to learn more math even if our major has nothing to do with it? At this rate, I’m going to flunk and take it again next semester…”

Alhaitham’s fingers twitched unconsciously as your pair of long ears drooped down, hanging by the sides of your face almost as if they were pigtails instead of actual appendages.

“What the heck am I going to need calculus for when I’m trying to develop improved cultivation tools and methods? It’s not like I need to find out the value of X while I’m plowing the fields or something…”

His heartbeat is delayed for a single second at the mention of ‘plowing fields,’ and he has no one else to thank other than the hormonal male Akademiya students who’d made one or two passing unsolicited remarks about Amurta’s only female beastkin student.

He made sure to memorize their faces and names for him to deal with at a later date.

“Alhaitham, help meeee…!” 

Despite being a proud descendant of the Taguel, the way you so easily beg and plead so submissively at him with large watery eyes and a pout formed by a pair of luscious lips has him wondering if you were unconsciously using some sort of secret seduction techniques passed on through your clan. Perhaps you were even secreting some sort of pheromones that made him calmer, more relaxed, and susceptible to your whims…

“Knowledge always comes at a price. I’m willing to tutor you, but you’ll owe me a single favor that you can’t refuse and which I can redeem at any time of my choosing,” bright turquoise orbs darkened as he leaned his head against his curled right fist. “Are you still willing to pursue this knowledge despite the costs?”

“Of course! I trust you, Alhaitham. So why would I be scared about the favor I’ll be owing you for this? Knowing you, you’ll probably make me do some paperwork or help with your research,” you giggle, the fluffy cotton ball of a tail you had wagging at how silly your friend was. 

Why would you ever be afraid of him when he’d been nothing but honest with you? Alhaitham wasn’t some random cur that tricked hapless maidens into his slimy grasp.

If only you knew just how depraved he truly was when it came to you. 

Then again, it is his luck that his adorable little bunny was such an innocent creature that only saw the best in him.

It’s up to him to make sure no one ever takes advantage of your kindness and naivety.

Even if it means he has to carefully plan and wait for the right time to finally express his true desires, he is willing to be patient. Especially when he knows that you are what awaited him at the end.  

You remain blissfully unaware of his thoughts and intentions, not even questioning him or thinking how odd it was for him to have you sit on his lap as he taught you your most dreaded subject.

Alhaitham is a good man and an even greater friend.

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You both graduate within the same year with, as expected, flying colors, much to the joy of your respective families. It’s a solemn yet joyous affair, one that you invited him to because how could you not when it was with his help that you managed to even graduate with honors?

There is sure to be some teasing courtesy of your family once you get home, but that is the last thing on your mind as you leap into Alhaitham’s strong arms.

Even through the layers of your graduation attire, you feel the wall of solid muscle that is his body, something that always amazed you when he was one of the most brilliant scholars in Sumeru.

“Thank you, Alhaitham. I wouldn’t have been able to get this far without you always having my back,” you don’t notice the way his sandstone-colored irises seem to dilate as you curl around him, your entire body supported by a single arm around your soft waist while another hand settles upon the plushness of your bum.

Being so close to you like this allows him a whiff of your scent, a mix of soft floral and woody notes with a hint of fruity and citrus underneath. He feels his body heating up from the inside as his senses are assaulted by your voice, your body, and even your smell.

He won’t be able to last long if you keep this up.

Don’t you know how much you drive him crazy?

Rational thoughts come second to instincts when it comes to you, something your kind is very much familiar with.

If there aren’t so many people right now, he’ll throw you onto the grassy ground and mount you right here. He’ll put a whole litter of kittens in your belly and take care of you and your new family for the rest of his days—

Somehow, he manages to keep himself from making a scene by fucking you right in front of your family and the entire Amurta faculty, namely your master, Sage Naphis, whose short temper was legendary throughout the Akademiya. 

However, each day that passes and each small action you make only wears his thinning patience and self-control. It’s not a question of ‘if,’ but rather a question of ‘when,’ and only the Archons know when that will be.

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“So…Acting Grand Sage, huh? I always knew you’d go on to do great things, but Sumeru’s de-facto leader? Makes me wonder why you’re even hanging out with a country bumpkin like me~” Sticking your tongue out playfully and winking at him, you miss the way he swallows seemingly nothing but air.

“Don’t be absurd. Who I associate with of my own volition is no one’s business but my own.” 

Although he may look and sound cold at first glance, you have known Alhaitham long enough to know for sure that he simply has his own ways of showing he cares. He wouldn’t let Kaveh stay at his place if he didn’t care about his friend after all. And even if the scribe wanted to be stubborn about it initially, you simply offered to house Kaveh instead, which ended up with the architect staying at Alhaitham’s in the end.

It’s honestly downright adorable how contradictory he could be at times, seemingly wanting to maintain an unbothered and uncaring attitude when you knew full well how good of a friend he was.

If only you knew that the real reason why he allowed Kaveh room and board was that he’d sooner gut the other man than let him stay in the same house as you. 

He’d gouge the architect’s eyes out if they even settled too long on you.

It’s one of the reasons you’ve come to harbor feelings for him.

He is handsome, he is brilliant, but most of all, he is kind even when you have nothing to give him in return aside from your time and friendship.

You repeatedly stamp down the warm bubbly feelings within you that try to rise to the surface, repeatedly telling yourself that there is no chance that such a fine specimen as Alhaitham would return your affections.

Archons know just how many times you’d fingered yourself to thoughts of him during your heats. How you imagined scenarios of him coming to you in the dead of night, whispering sweet nothings and promises of breeding you full, just as nature had intended.

But there’s no way that could ever happen…right?

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"'m sorry…didn't know…it'd come early this…year…!" 

You are a pitiful mess as you lie on the grassy ground, your body overheating from the inside as the symptoms of your heat swiftly overtake all rational thought. According to your calendar, it wasn’t supposed to happen for another few days!

He memorized the exact dates of your cycle, so he knows full well just when you’ll be perfectly ripe and ready for the taking.

Had you not forced his hand in the first place, he’d have gladly waited for your regular heat.

“Don’t l-look at me…Haitham…!” 

How can he not look upon the stunning sight of you looking so hot and disheveled because of your need to be mated and bred? It is a sight he will commit to memory for the rest of his life.

You desperately force down the beastly instincts that urge you to submit to the nearest virile male and present your soaked cunt that begged to be bred. It is humiliating, especially because Alhaitham is forced to watch your lewd and debauched display. 

It brings him such glee at the knowledge that no one will ever get to see you like this. 

Whether it was your upperclassman Tighnari, your friend Cyno, or even Kaveh, none of them will ever have this privilege.

You don’t even want to think about how you’ll face him after this.

Because why would he ever want a mere beast like you?

It is his misfortune that he wasn’t born a beastman like you were. However, he’ll make sure to make up for what he lacked tenfold.

You sniffle, feeling small tears pricking the corners of your eyes as your body and mind fight one another. Your hands move to cover your face, unwilling to let him see any more of the pitiful sight you made.

There’s no need for you to look for a mate from the other beastkin clans.

He’d rather burn Gandharva Ville to the ground than hand you over to the likes of Tighnari. 

Just because the other male was your senior and studied under the same sage didn’t mean that he’ll let that damnable fox sink his claws into you. 

“No. I believe I have a better solution for your plight,” with one hand, he pins both your wrists above you as he settles himself in between your legs.

“Mate with me.”

His words send a shock through your body, floppy bunny ears standing ramrod straight as you gaze up at him with large eyes, heart beating like a drum as the weight of his statement registers in your mind.

“Don’t you see? It’s simply because our bodies are compatible with one another that your heat opted to arrive earlier than expected. Your body already knows what your mind has yet to even comprehend,” Alhaitham’s turquoise orbs seemed like they were almost glowing in the dark as they gazed down at you like a predator eyeing its prey.

You were always the only one meant for him, even if you didn’t realize it at first.

And yet, you don’t feel a single ounce of fear.

Rather, you want to be devoured by him.

You want him to stuff you full with his cum again and again until his seed takes root in your awaiting womb and bears fruit.

You want him and will gladly take everything he’ll give you.

“Alhaitham…mate with me, please?”

[honeyedmiller]

Ride, Cowgirl | Joel Miller

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

warnings: smut, dom!reader, (semi) sub!Joel, shy! reader, reader is unsure of themselves for .2 seconds, Joel is sweet and encouraging, some fluff and aftercare, takes place in Jackson, implied unprotected piv, choking, riding, spitting, edging, pussy job, face sitting, no use of y/n. I’m sorry this is literally just pure filth lmaooo hope u enjoy :-) 18+. minors, do not interact.

word count: 2.4k

synopsis: you tell joel one of your fantasies that’d been on the back burner, but he encourages you to bring it to life.

not revised (per usual) so sorry if there’s any mistakes!

It was a cozy fall morning in Jackson. You and Joel lazed in bed on your day off, enjoying each other’s company.

So far, it’d been nothing but stolen kisses and soft whispers of endearment, so, naturally, you had no fucking clue how the conversation got to where it was now.

“No, now y’have to tell me, sweetheart. Swear I won’t laugh.” Joel coaxed, brushing your hair out of your face. You groaned and shrunk into the pillows of the bed, trying to hide your face from your beloved boyfriend.

“No, Joel. It’s stupid anyway.” You argue, shaking your head.

“Oh, c’mon. It can’t be that bad, can it darlin’?”

“Yes. It’s unrealistic.”

“Just tell me.” He’s smiling down at you softly, patiently, waiting for you to tell him what you’ve always fantasized about doing in bed.

“Fine. I’ve always wondered,” You swallow thickly, taking a deep breath. “What it would like to be a dom. Just for a little.”

Joel raised an eyebrow at you, looking at you in shock. Out of all the things he was thinking you’d tell him, it definitely wasn’t that. You were generally a shy person, and quite frankly didn’t seem to have one dom bone in your body. But, you’ve surprised Joel time and time again, so he wouldn’t put it completely past you that you’d had a hankering to try something like this.

“Fuck, it’s stupid, I know.” You start, reprimanding yourself for saying anything in the first place.

“No, it’s not stupid darlin’. Jus’ didn’t expect something like this from you.” Joel cooed, kissing your forehead.

“I know I can be, I guess, more reserved… but I save my true self for you and Ellie.” You reasoned, giving him a shy, lopsided smile.

“I know you do, baby. Is this something you really want to try?” He’s serious now, eyes scanning your face.

Of course you were apprehensive, but if big, bad, mean Joel was going to let you live out this fantasy of yours, you couldn’t dare pass it up.

“Yes,” You squeak. “But I obviously wouldn’t go to the full extent. Just… wanting to be in charge only once.” You shrug. You didn’t mind Joel being the dom all the time. Quite frankly, it was hot, and despite his age (which you couldn’t give two fucks about, because the world fucking ended twenty years ago for fuck’s sake), he kept things real interesting in the bedroom.

If you were to ever say your sex life with Joel Miller was boring, you’d be lying straight through your fucking teeth.

That man was insatiable for his age, and his libido was incredible. He never ceases to amaze you, even ‘til this day.

“Okay,” Joel said softly. “Let’s do it.”

Your eyebrows shot up to the top of your forehead. Was he seriously going to go through with this? I’ve-killed-half-of-Salt-Lake-City Joel, ready to be a submissive to little ‘ol you?

“Are you serious?” The shock in your tone was transparent, sitting up in bed a little to look at him in all seriousness.

“Absolutely. If that’s one of your fantasies, I’ll help you live it. But,” He paused, giving you a stern look. It was half playful, half dead serious. “You tell no one that we’re doing this, okay? I have a reputation to uphold here.”

You snorted at his last comment, rolling your eyes. “Please, Miller, I don’t talk to anyone about our sex life anyways. I like to keep the dirty things we do to ourselves, thank you very much.” The smug smile that curled onto your lips made Joel’s twitch.

“Alright, so, how do you want to do this?” He asks, folding his arms behind his head.

“Wait, you mean we’re doing it now?”

“Why not? Ellie’s at Dina’s for the weekend, so we have allll day baby.” Joel smirked up at you, a glint of amusement in his eyes.

“Fuck, um, okay. I don’t know where to start.” Nerves took over you as you were painfully regretting this decision to go through with it.

“Start with telling me some simple ground rules. That usually gets you in the mood.” Joel unravels one arm from behind his head, reaching out to rub your arm gently.

“Right, okay,” You trembled nervously, but you took a deep breath to get your mind into a dominatrix headspace. “First things first,” You stare down at him, lust clouding your vision. “Only speak when spoken to. Don’t touch me unless I give you permission, and you’ll only address me as ma’am. Got it?” You look down at him, trying to hide your nervousness as best as possible.

Joel’s cock stirred at your words, acquiescing with your rules.

“Say it.” Your voice is stern as you get on top of him, straddling his thighs. It took everything in him not to reach up and grab you. You wore nothing but an oversized shirt of his, and the sight of you in it with a daring glint in your eyes drove him absolutely wild.

“Yes ma’am.” He agreed.

“Good. Now take off your boxers.” You instructed, lifting your weight off of him so he could slide them off of his body.

His cock was already leaking pre cum, the tip swollen and begging for attention. The sight nearly made your mouth water, but you had to keep your façade up. He looked up at you, waiting for your next set of instructions.

You moved up on him again so your bare, aching heat was hovering over his erection. You lowered yourself onto him, teasing his length with your slick folds. Your arousal made it easy for you to grind yourself onto him.

He clamped his eyes shut, hissing at the feeling of you teasing him so.

“Mm, feel so fucking good honey. This cock is all mine, you got that?” You peered down at him, and he nodded frantically.

“What did I say about speaking when spoken to?” You snap, even surprising yourself with how promiscuous your tone was coming off as.

“Y-yes ma’am. I’m sorry.”

“Good boy.” You smirk, and he groaned at that.

“Quiet.” You warn, moving your hips again to your leisure. Joel’s cock throbbed underneath your aching cunt, and not being able to touch you or speak was driving him fucking wild.

You continued your movements, and you could tell Joel was close when he started to pant really hard. He wasn’t going to cum that easy. Just as he was about to tip over the edge, you lifted your hips, causing him to throatily whine.

“Fuck, darlin–”

“What did I just say about you being quiet?” You snap, leaning forward to wrap one of your hands around his neck. You were careful not to crush his windpipe, but gave the sides of his thick throat some pressure with your small hands.

Never in his life did Joel think being choked would be hot. It really wasn’t something he was fond of, but right now, with you, it was the hottest thing ever. Seeing you go from shy and quiet to choking him and being in complete and utter control made him nearly lose his mind.

“Open your mouth.” You commanded, and he obeyed immediately. You spit into his mouth, moving your hips back down to where your throbbing cunt met his pleading cock. His eyebrows furrowed as he swallowed what you gave him, biting his lip in agony as you started to grind on him again. And, once more, you denied him access to cum.

You knew once Joel went back to being his dominant self, he’d punish you back ten fold, so you had to tread lightly. Desperate whimpers and moans elicited from his throat, and you let go of his neck to look down at him.

“You’re just not getting it, are you?” You scoff, and you move off of him again. This time, you shift your body so your dripping heat is hovering right above his mouth. “Maybe this’ll help shut you up.”

You waste no time in making yourself comfortable on his face, and he immediately reacts. His tongue is ravishing you like a starved man, sucking on your clit with care before licking up and down your slick folds. You start to rock your hips on his face, your clit catching on his nose just right.

Joel had the right mind to tease you this way and deny you of an orgasm too, but he knew you wouldn’t be so forgiving to him since he was the one who encouraged you to carry out this fantasy.

“Touch yourself, honey. But do not cum.” You told him, and he moaned into you. He began to tug at his silky flesh, and he thumbed at the slit on his swollen and neglected head. His tongue was buried deep into you, and the suckling and slurping sounds he made were nothing short of obscene and extremely erotic.

You felt Joel tense again, nearing his release once more. He just prayed to whatever was out there that you’d let him cum this time.

“Wanna cum, honey?” You coo, tangling your fingers in his hair. He nods below you eagerly, continuing to devour you. You were so close to the edge yourself, so you moaned in praise. “Beg for it.”

You lifted your hips to let him speak, and you’d never heard his voice in such disarray, ever.

“P-please ma’am. Please let me cum. Ple-ase.” He was nearly whimpering, voice strained and teetering on the edge of a full whine.

You move your hips back down, and you’re once again on his mouth. He wastes no time in trying to get you over the edge, and when you’re just about there, you give him permission.

“You can cum, my love.” And just like that, both of you unraveled at the same time. Loud moans were to be heard from your bedroom at the agonizing release of both of you.

You shuffled back down Joel’s body so you were straddling his thighs once more. You looked at his slick-covered face, smirking at the sight.

“You did so good, honey.” You kiss him, tasting your arousal on his lips.

“Thank you, ma’am.” He responds, hands twitching to touch you.

“You can touch me, Joel,” You murmur, kissing him again. His hands immediately go to your waist to hold you steady against him before exploring your body slowly. You moaned softly when his hands reached your ass, giving it a firm squeeze. “But I’m not done with you yet, cowboy.”

He looks up at you with a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He was honestly so proud in a sense that you gained so much confidence being in a dominatrix headspace.

“Permission to speak, ma’am?” He asks politely, smiling smugly up at you. You raise your eyebrow at him and nod, listening intently.

“Ride, cowgirl.”

You laughed, your dom façade already breaking. You lined Joel’s surprisingly hard cock up with your entrance, rubbing the tip against your folds a few times before you sunk down on him completely.

You moan at the sensation, him stretching you to fullness something you’ll always find so fucking hot.

“Feel so good, baby.” You encourage, starting to rut your hips back and forth. It wasn’t long before you found a steady rhythm and tossed Joel’s oversized shirt that engulfed your body to the side so he had a clear view of your beautiful body.

Forgetting the no touching rule, he reached out to massage both of your breasts. You almost moaned at the contact, but quickly took both of his wrists into your hands, holding them above his head. You were careful not to move fast, though, because you knew his shoulders were nearly shot.

“No touching.” You smirk as you bounce on him now, groaning when his cock hit that spongey spot in your cunt that made you see stars.

“Mm, fuck, baby, who’s cock is this?” Your words were sickly sweet, dripping like honey as you gazed down at Joel with a ferocious look in your eye.

“Fuck, yours, ma’am. It’s all yours.” He moaned, loving the way your sweet, delicate pussy took him so well every single fucking time. It’s like you were just made for him, and the sensation was truly like no other.

“That’s right. Mine. Don’t you forget it.” You lean down and kiss his neck with fervor, kitten licking the spot you know drives him crazy just once. You felt his cock twitch inside of you, and you knew he was close again. You clamped down on him, riding him with such determination. You wanted to see his face when he unraveled for you; because of you.

“You’re so fucking handsome, you know that?” You start praising him, returning the sweet words he always tosses your way when you two have sex. “So strong. So sweet and loving. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, honey.” You kiss him lovingly, every dom thought and bone in your body dissipating.

You knew it was only a matter of time before you’d say enough was enough. You liked when Joel was in charge. He fucked you so well, and the aftercare was always so tender and loving. He was so gentle, patient and kind with you. You truly loved him with your whole being.

You felt Joel’s hips stutter, breaking you from your thoughts. “It’s okay, my honey. Let go.” You finally said, and it only took him a few more thrusts of hitting that sweet spot inside you that had you coming undone as well.

You kissed him as you both unraveled, swallowing each other’s moans as your movements came to a halt. You slowly get off of him, pulling him into you as you cradled his head against your chest. You kissed his forehead a few times as you ran your fingers through his graying hair.

“I hope I didn’t push it too far.” You whisper, tracing the outline of his jaw with the tip of your index finger. He looked up at you, completely fucked out and more than satisfied.

“You did amazing, baby. That was hot.” He praised, and suddenly, your shyness returned to you full-force. A crimson blush colored your cheeks, and you hid your face into the top of his curls.

“Yeah, well, I prefer it if you’re just the dom from now on.” Your voice is diffident. Joel laughs, leaning up to kiss you lovingly.

“I think that can be arranged, baby.”

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I think I’m gonna start doing a tag list. Lmk if you wanna be tagged for future works of mine! But until then @cool-iguana as promised I’d tag you <;3 ily

[dzasta15]

my page submission for the true colors mob psycho 100 zine!

Thank you so much @anizinesinc for creating such an amazing project. It was an honor to have my art shown next to so many talented creators <3

[vampkittyxoxo]

HII i love your blog, i was hoping i could request draco x reader hcs (how he'd be as a bf and nsfw hcs because hes so hot im sorry) thanks!! 💕

Thank you!! Hehe I agree, Draco is like the hottest brawler (besides the loml Gray)

Gender wasn't specified, so neutral pronouns were used + varied headcanons dependent on gender

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Draco x reader - Romantic + NSFW headcanons

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Romantic

~ Although I already made a post about this, I'll add some new ones :)

~ Draco loves having nights where you two just sit in bed, turn on some music (even if it isn't his style... he will begrudgingly listen), and talk and laugh about the silliest things. Quality time!

~ He likes seeing you wear his performance outfit. He gets so flustered!

~ Draco probably loves playing games intended for kids on Roblox with you and gets sad when you don't want to play them. Like, what do you mean you don't want to play [NEW UPDATE!] SUPER SNAKE CLICKER [40M VISITS] ???

~ He bugs you nonstop to get you to try to play his guitar. If you don't know how to play, he'll teach you (as best as he can...), and if you do, Draco will be competitive about it-- always trying to one-up you and make himself seem like the better player (even if he isn't).

~ Draco loves scaring you at any opportunity he gets. Bonus points if you're a very jumpy person.

~ If you have stuffed animals, he will create backstories for all of them, give them names and personalities, all just to play with them for five minutes.

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~ He's not very good at foreplay... Since he's so easy to turn on, he thinks it won't take much to get you going either. And if that's true, then he really is in luck. But otherwise, you may have to guide him and tell him to slow it down.

~ Draco is amazing at giving head, boy or girl. Just be careful, his canines are a little sharp. He adores feeling you squirm beneath him while he holds onto your legs.

~ He lovesss it when you give him head. He literally melts at the sight of you going down on him, even to the point he may let a whimper escape...

~ Draco just loves it when you call him 'Master'... I mean, he is the master of the dragons and whatnot. Call him that while he's going down on you and he'll have to resist every urge to fuck you right then and there.

~ He can get pretty rough, and if you’re into that he will make it amazing. If not, he’ll do everything to make sure you’re comfy.

~ As far as kinks go, I’d imagine stuff such as choking, knife play, perhaps some s/m as well (he likes receiving pain more than giving, like you scratching him, but also enjoys giving if that’s your thing).

~ He is primarily a top/dominant, but admittedly loves it when he’s submissive. Even if your fem-aligned, he has plenty of money to get a strap on.

~ Draco has a pretty decent stamina from jerking off every day as a teen. Around 15 minutes usually, but can go up to an hour before he’s crying and begging to finally finish.

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First actual post in a while! So sorry, life has been lifing… lots of college prep and a terrible situationship… at least I have brawl stars

[latenightdaydreams]

Oh, Author. To be in your presence (asks) one again is such a delight. With you and your divine power (writing)... Will you care to bless this lady by fulfilling her simple request? 🙏

Upon your Sub!König revelation (headcanon), a thought - a need - has been lingering in my mind for far too long. According to the scripture, it has mentioned König loves to be financially dominated. If this is true, grant us with the vision of Reader purchasing the best and the most expensive items - cough, toys and lingerie, cough - in the market as some sort of surprise for König. But it comes off as shocking news to him when he finds out whose is it for... It isn't meant for Reader at all. It's all meant for him. I am quite sure we know what ensues next: Our supposedly intimidating giant in lingerie, being teased and pleasured by toys 🤭

Sigh, what a sight to behold. A sight I shall engrave in my mind. Oh, and to add a little bit of a personal spice preference: Konig addresses Dom!Reader as "Meisterin (Mistress)".

Why such an absurd request? Unfortunately, I have quite the fascination for pathetic submissive men. And what better candidate to push into such abyss but our man König 😮‍💨🤌

Anyway, breaking out of my weird, poor attempt at formal speech. I hope you have a great day/night ahead and have been recovering from the pain you mentioned before 🫂 Take plenty of rest, stay hydrated and eat well, alright? Here's plenty of love that hopefully breaks your device screen and ends up san mothering you: ❤️💕💞💓💗🩷💖💝

You're so sweet🩷 Thank you for wishing me well! I also love how you wrote this hahaha

Submissive König is such a baby girl. I always think of this artist work! @ marndraws on twitter😮‍💨 They draw amazing sub/soft König.

A Little Treat (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List

Sub Head Canon

>cw: fem/afab, bondage, toys, oral, sub/dom

1.4k word count

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While sitting at his desk in the office, his phone goes off. The ringtone he has set only for you. He pushes himself back from the desk to check the message.

“Send $1,000🩷,”

König can’t help but to smile and he sends you 2k and text back, “I sent extra just in case. Love you.”

Standing in the middle of a high-end sex shop, you look down at your phone and smile. König is always so sweet. You walk forward to a classic maid outfit on the rack inspecting it. A kind woman wearing a black suit comes over with a kind smile.

“May I help you in any way?”

“Yes, actually. Do you carry this in XXXL?”

Once you get home, König hears the car pull up. He quickly abandons his work to rush downstairs and assist you. His eyes land on you ask you wait for him inside the car. In a hurry, he opens the driver’s door for you, holding his hand out to help you out.

“The bags are in the back seat.” You say as he kisses your hand.

“I’ll grab them.” König lets go of your hand and grabs four bags out of the back. His eyes widen as he sees where the bags are from. Excitement rushes through his body. “Liebling, what do you have planned for tonight?”

A small smirk crosses your lips. “You’ll see.”

You walk ahead of König as you both enter the house. Going straight upstairs to the bedroom, you sit on the bed as he places the bags on top of your shared dresser. His eyes gloss over you as he walks to you.

“May I kiss you?”

“Yes.” You turn your head up for him as he leans down and kisses your lips tenderly.

“Danke…” His voice was low as he pulls away from the kiss; looking at you with such adoring eyes.

“Are you ready to see what I got?”

“Ja, absolutely.”

“Sit.” You stand and walk over to the bags and bring them to him.

König sits wide eyed as you pull out a riding crop. He can feel his dick tingle slightly, thinking of your ass jiggling once he hits it. Then a pair of handcuffs; his eyebrows raise in surprise. He continues to watch as you pull out many types of toys and his cock gets hard. Then you hold up a maid’s outfit…clearly not in your size. He tilts his head.

“You’ve been such a good boy lately; I want to treat you.”

“Das ist für mich?”

“All for you.” You say, holding the outfit out to him. “Try it on.”

He stands slowly and grabs the outfit. You sit on the bed opening the packaging to some toys as he gets dressed. König stands there looking at himself in the mirror. His muscles bulging in the tight outfit.

Stepping out of the bedroom, König sees you fully undressed. His jaw drops as he looks up and down your body.

“You look so hot König.”

He blushes and looks down at his own body before bashfully looking back up at you. “Ja?”

“Yes… come here.”

He walks to stand in front of you, his pale blue eyes gazing down at you. You reach up to caress his body, feeling his muscles underneath the fabric of the outfit. A hand dropping down to go under the skirt of the outfit, grabbing his hard cock.

“My handsome boy…” The words leave in a whisper as you walk around him, grabbing the cuff and placing them on his wrist.

You turn and walk to the bed, beckon him to follow you. The giant war criminal listens to you, no questions asked. “Bend over.”

He bends over the bed. His muscular ass showing from underneath the skirt of the maid’s outfit. You rub your hand over his ass before spanking lightly. Reaching for the riding crop, you step back and lightly tap his ass. No reaction. You reach back further and hit him with it again. He jumps slightly before letting out a nervous chuckle.

“Are you okay?”

“Ja.”

“Yes what?” You hit him again. A small red mark appearing on his pale skin.

“Ja Meisterin.”

“That’s my good boy.” You spank him a few more times. Reaching down, you grasp his balls and tug on them slightly before spanking him again. His body jumping slightly, making you giggle as you spank him once more.

“Who owns you?”

“You do, Meisterin.” The tone of his voice so tender.

“Good boy. Now lay on your back for me.” He maneuvers himself further onto the bed, rolling on to his back as he waited for your next move.

You go through one of the bags and find tape, nipple clamps, and a small pink vibrator. In one hand you hold the items and walk to the bed. With one finger you begin to flick his nipples, getting them hard. Once his pink nipples were erect, you place the clamps on them.

König winced slightly, but then bit his lower lip. “My little pain slut.” You giggle as you tug on the chain connected to the clamps. Standing off the bed, you walk around it, lightly hitting his abdomen with the riding prop.

König’s eyes are following your every move, watching as you walk in front of him and lift the skirt again, exposing his erection. Your hand wraps around it and begins to stroke his cock every so slightly. Spitting on it to lubricate it. König lets out shuttered breaths as you so this, the tip of his cock leaking even more precum.

Letting go, you get the small vibrator out, turning it on the first setting, then rubbing it on the underside of his cock’s head. His eyes go wide as he feels the vibration. He’s never tried touching himself with a toy before.

“You have to tell me which setting you like best.” You say as you switch through all five settings. On the third quick burst of vibrations, you see König begin to twitch.

“Tha- that one.” He manages to get out. “Bitte meine Meisterin.”

“Perfect.” The tape was easy to pull as you begin to wrap it around his boner, securing the vibrator to him. His legs twitch as he closes his eyes. A firm hand reaching down, grasping his jaw. “Open your eyes.”

He listens, his eyes instantly falling to your breasts. His mind fuzzy with the overwhelming sensation he is feeling right now.  Without breaking your eye contact, you climb up on to the bed and staddle his abdomen. You begin to grind your wet cunt along his solid belly, covering him in your arousal. A moan escaping your lips as König watches you do this with an intense gaze.

“Are you ready to eat my pussy?”

“Please Meisterin, please let me taste your pussy.”

“You’re being such a good boy.” Your legs move up until your lingering over his face, but facing to you can see his body. “Rub your nose in it.”

König uses his strong core to lean up and bury his aquiline nose deep into your pussy; taking in a deep breath as he does. Your smell is like candy to him, he can’t get enough. Slowly his tongue comes out and begins to lick between your pink folds. Thick globs of your creamy arousal being scooped up by his tongue.

In response you begin to rock your hips, matching his rhythm. Fingers going through his hair and pulling tightly. “Just like that.”

You lean forward and begin to stroke the shaft of him cock, his hips beginning to buck up into your hand rapidly. “Someone wants to cum…” You tease, feeling his head nod underneath you as he moans into your cunt.

“Will you cum for me?”

His hips begin to thrust quicker into your hand as his moans become louder. His tongue movements less precise and more erratic, like he is only focused on getting a taste and not actual pleasure for you.

“Good boy, cum for master.”

You lead forward so your ass if hoovering over his face instead of sitting on it. His balls tighten as his cock throbs. He tries his hardest to put his face back into your pussy while he cums, but you don’t give him that satisfaction. Toes curling as you leave him with only the view of your tight ass hole and creamy cunt.

His cock shoots out cum, the thick creamy cum falling on to your hand and his abdomen.

“Oh fuck!” König moans loudly. The vibration on the tip of his now extremely sensitive head was driving him wild. “Please, it’s too much now.”

A mischievous smirk crosses your face as you sit back down on his face. “Cum again for me."

[russellsppttemplates]

The kids giving Charles a cooking lesson package for his birthday

"You guys already gave me an amazing present!", Charles pointed to the house around you. Everything had aligned for you to be able to whisk your husband and kids away for a little trip, just the five of you to enjoy some family time. So, the kids had been the ones to break the news to him, making it their present too.

"We wanted to give you this one, because it is special, too", Amélie said as she sat on his lap, Hervé on his left side while you were by his right side, holding Thomas against your chest as he drifted in and out of sleep.

He opened the envelope, seeing a voucher like paper, "cooking lessons?", he quirked a brow.

"We love you, papa, so so so much, but your cooking isn't that good", Amélie said, "you have gotten better, but there's still a long way to go", Hervé completed his sister's speech as you tried your best not to laugh.

"It's true, amour. You've come a long way", you kissed his cheek as he looked at the cooking program you had gotten for him.

"Well, it seems I'm taking cooking classes then! Oh, the family can come with, too!", he cheered, "once the season ends, we'll all go then".

(Thank you for your submission ✨️)

[writingwithfolklore]

5 Ways to Set Yourself Up For Success as an Aspiring Author

While these things don’t guarantee your manuscript will be picked up or that you’ll sell more books (and aren’t necessary to achieve that!) here are five things that publishing houses look for in authors to help make the book as successful as it can be, and you can start working on now.

1. Get an agent

I can’t say this is true across every publishing house, but in my small publishing house that accepts submissions from both agented and non-agented writers, we move the agented writers to the top of the manuscript pile. This is because they already have a professional in the industry who has vouched for the work.

However!! Important to note that a bad agent can tank your chances as much as a good one can raise them. I had a coworker say about a particular agent, “if I was on the fence about a manuscript and saw (the agent) was representing it, I would move it to the pass pile.” The agent was in general difficult to work with and didn’t actually listen to what her writer wanted, demanding for the house to make poor marketing decisions for the book based on her own personal opinion on what looked good. Oh, and she had also worked in publishing for Penguin Random House for over a decade, so what previous experience they have in the publishing world isn’t all you should consider when reaching out to agents. You want people with lots of experience actually—y’know—agenting.

Check out their previous clients and how many they have! Yes, small agents with only a few years of experience can still be amazing—but make sure you do your research no matter how experienced they seem and see if you can’t do a background check. (The agent mentioned above ended up firing her author! I’m sure the author has tales to tell about her).

2. Come up with marketing ideas

Your publicist is going to do so, so much work for you. Seriously, we have some really awesome publicists who are kicking ass submitting to contests and putting on events and sending authors on tour—but they’re also managing several titles at once, so authors who can pull their own weight a bit when it comes to coming up with marketing ideas for their book are highly appreciated.

If you ever have any ideas on how to reach your specific audience, write them down and try to fill them out with as many details as possible (who is involved, where will it happen, how will it happen, how much funding it requires etc.) and share them with your publicist, the marketing team will thank you for it!

3. Form relationships with the industry!

This one is huge! One thing we actually ask of authors right off the bat is if they know any industry contacts such as booksellers, media contacts, or other professionals/authors. If you can, intern/volunteer/or work for a newspaper, magazine, book store, agency, or anything similar. Having a list of people who know and like you to reach out to for writing articles or otherwise supporting your release is going to help a lot with the promotion and selling of the book! People are much more likely to help out or feature the book of someone they know, rather than a stranger, so start collecting your contacts now.

4. Grow some sort of social media following

Definitely not essential, but seen as a boon for sure if writers already have a community that are likely to support their new release. If you can point to a group of people that already like you or are interested in your work, we’re going to see that as an asset! Especially for book launches—there’s no greater publisher’s fear than a tanking book launch, and it’s so much more likely to go well if you have a community of people you know will show up.

5. Trust your publishing house

You’d be surprised how many authors drag their heels and kick and scream when it comes to the marketing decisions our team makes. While yes, a cover you aren’t necessarily thrilled about, or author bio that sounds a little too self-aggrandizing can suck a bit, know that these decisions are coming from people who have decades of experience in the industry and know how to get your book into the hands of readers. If they think a certain cover, title, subtitle, bio, photo, layout, etc. etc. would be best for your book, trust them. They’re the pros.

I’m happy to answer any other questions you have about the publishing world!

[lookingfts]

Friday Fic Rec 10/18

Thanks as always for your submissions! Titles are links to each fic.

All’s Well That Ends Well (To End Up With You) and Help Me Hold On To You by aRegularJo

“Amazing modern AU that manages to include all of the Bridgerton family in a story that rings very true to Anthony and Kate.”

Description: Anthony Bridgerton does *not* want to marry Kate Sharma. And Kate Sharma definitely doesn’t have time to date Anthony Bridgerton. But a friends-with-benefits contract? That’s rational; in fact, it’s really just good sense. Things escalate quickly.

Complete - T - 190k words

Indulgence by @helenakwayne

“Kate has a hot fantasy life, and when she dares Anthony to join in, the result is everything you could expect.”

Description: During a late night at work, a rather impatient Kathani Sharma considers how to make a move on Anthony Bridgerton… or better yet, how to get Anthony to make a move on her. (Modern AU)

Complete - E - 16k words

The Way to a Man's Heart by wetheresponsible

“Anthony loving EVERYTHING about Kate, including the new world of culinary delights she brings.”

Description: Anthony Bridgerton has a secret. His family sets out to uncover it.

(Well. Benedict and Colin do, at least.)

Complete - E - 10k words

take my hand, wreck my plans, that's my man (series) by @folklauerate

“I don't know what else to say about this series. Anthony and Kate are college professors and their relationship is as precious as it is filthy. *Chef's kiss*”

Description: It becomes a thing. “My treat, kitten,” He says, sliding into the booth at Turtle Bay, and sliding her a gin and tonic. Perhaps it’s wrong. Perhaps she shouldn’t like it. Perhaps she should figure out some sort of boundary, some sort of something. But she doesn’t. She likes it. (an age-gap au but they're both professors so is it really that bad)

Complete - E - 37k words

till the day i meet my maker by cyclothimic

Description: Anthony occupies a small position in the government, and Kate makes doing his job so much harder.

Complete - T - 8k words

LFTS rec: Sidelines by ramarro

This is one of those fics where I’m like oh, you haven’t read it? Read it right now. It’s an absolute Kanthony classic. A masterclass in buildup and sexual tension that I don’t think I’ll ever have the patience to accomplish. 😂

Description: Kate sees Anthony's bumble profile and finds it very pretentious. It does not stop her from obsessively drawing his arms though. Until he starts dating her sister.

Complete - E - 63k words

Thanks to those who submitted! This is a (mostly) weekly thing, so keep your recs coming! You can find previous weeks under the "lfts fic recs" tag.

[whysoblue2]

This is a beautiful submission from @sw124! thank you so much it made me laugh and the characterization of my sweet Kallamar was amazing! Enjoy people! ---------------- So this was something i had to write, I have a fursona/bugsona I also incorporated into the Cotl series and just couldn’t help imagining these two. For those who aren’t aware my oc is Ace [ageosexual] and panromantic

[Title: Tea and gossip]

It was just about that time, Kallamar was already loving this new little routine! Ever since he got this new assistant life had been so much easier, but that wasn’t the only thing. This assistant turned out to be a great blessing! She was patient, fluent in sign, had a grasp of basic medicine and then some, she mostly dealt with simple cases.

Mamu, a mixed breed insect, from what Kallamar could gather, she had to be a cross between a honey bee and moth for sure. Well the ‘honey bee’ part was confirmed after receiving a jar of honey as a gift from her. However…Kallamar noticed that her honey looked like one poured the night sky into jars, the taste always varied as did the colors. Sometimes the color was a deep royal tone other times bright with flecks of pollen stars. The taste was beautifully complex, the sweetness could be lighter than air or as strong as a well made scotch.

But the one thing that drew Kallamar to her…was the most surprising aspect of her, she was one of the absolute rare few who had no desire to well…invite him to the mating tent. She had no interest in sex, despite joking, commenting and gossiping about it..it seemed she rather do just that. The act itself often turned her away but talking about it was fine. That alone was got Kallamar’s attention, sure a casual fling now and then was nice but to have someone to gossip with no other motive than to talk…well that was rare. Kallamar had already prepared the tea when he felt a faint presence. Call it intuition when he opened the door…and there stood the lady in question.

“Mamu! Do come in my dear!”

“Hello Kall! I brought some fresh honey and scones! Along with some juicy gossip!”

She has four arms which Kallamar took note of the first time they met, even more so when she used her second pair of arms to sign while talking. The two wasted no time getting down to what they came to do…gossip!

“So my little honey drop, have you plucked any juicy fruit from the vine today?” Kallamar asked, taking a slow sip of his tea. “Well…depends on whatcha want to hear, gossip about your siblings or the other followers?”

Well that got his attention. “..About my siblings?”

Mamu smirked. “It’s about Narinder and the Lamb, it’s probably wishful thinking from some followers but many are whispering about seeing the Lamb and Narinder near the mating tent recently….”

Kallamar leaned in staring at her hands and face together….this couldn’t be true! “Yes…they caught two young teens trying to sneak in there to make a little ‘Whoopi’ if ya know what I mean!” Mamu gave a little titter, yep..there it was, Mamu’s rug pull.

Leaning back, Kallamar made the same motion. One pair of hands using the ‘shame on you’ gesture while his other arms were crossed, smirking as he turned his head but cracked an eye open at her. She was giggling behind her hand, peeking a glance at him. He let out a soft chuff before pouring a cup of tea for her. “But be serious my dear, did that happen?”

“Yes, I saw it happen. Poor Narinder, last time I saw him that red in the face was the time I called him a-“ Mamu’s hands flew up to her mouth, Kallamar blinked.

“Called him what?”

Her hands pressed down into her lap, her milky cream cheeks turning a light shade of cherry pink. Eyes darting to look at something other then Kallamar, well to the squid that said a lot. Her eyes were darting up not down, hands in her lap rather then plucking at each other like angry birds, lips curled in like she sucked on something mildly sour. Ooh this was something, Kallamar felt his own lips curl into a devious smirk. Now times like this he’d turn on his charm and seduce the information out, however with Mamu that never worked. So he had to develop a new technique tailored just for her…and so he deployed it.

He leaned forward, closes his eyes, curled his lips into a button smile and opened his eyes wide and began to bat them. The moment she turned to look at him…it took a bit of will power not go break the look. Mamu’s eyes lighting up with little hearts as she tried to turn away, nope, Kallamar had one tentacle under her chin in just a second, with very little effort to guid it back to look at him. Ooh she tried so hard to look away but his tentacle and gaze had her locked. It just took a minute before she finally broke, waving two of her hands.

“Okay! Okay I’ll tell you!” Ah, it never failed. Kallamar sat back, his old demenor returning. Mamu pursed her lips in a pout. “You are mean Kallamar!”

She signed while huffing, no real anger behind it. Kallamar simply tilted his head side to side before leaning forward. “So, what did you say to my brother?”

The pink in her cheeks grew a shade darker, she let out a breath and held up her hands. “This happened before you arrived, Narinder was still a bit aloof when around others. I kept my distance out of respect but when he started snapping at other followers I confronted him. Told him he shouldn’t be so cross with others just because he’s new, we got into an argument. The Lamb had to come and separate us cause it almost got physical…well by physical he was close to pushing..anyway the Lamb was escorting him away and he shouted at me that I was some lowly worker bee. My anger got the better of me and I….” Oh her cheeks were now a lovely shade of apple, Kallamar leaned in more, beckoning her to finish her story.

She hesitated before signing. “…I shouted…’At least I’m not a pussy’….”

There was a moment of stillness, did Kallamar read that right…did Mamu, little sweet as honey Mamu call his brother Narinder a pussy. The flood gates opened Kallamar began laughing, that couldn’t be true but the look on Mamu’s face said everything.

“You! My darling honey drop, you of all people called him that?!”

“Oh Kallamar it’s embarrassing enough! Honestly you’re acting just like the Lamb did…”

…Kallamar blinked, eyes lighting up. “The Lamb laughed at that?!”

An now Mamu’s face was hidden behind her hands, Kallamar pulled them away, trying his best to control the giggles bubbling up from his throat. “N-now my dear no need to be ashamed, honestly my sister Heket can be fare more poisonous with her words when crossed. Compared to her thats like…a child using a non-curse word!”

Mamu pouted again. “Still was the most embarrassing moment for me…and for Narinder too, the Lamb laughing like that.”

“Oh pshaw my dear, I doubt Narinder would be that upset about. But my goodness to have the nerve to yell that at him is impressive!”

Well that got Mamu to smile, the color returning to that love light cherry pink instead of that deep apple. A little ‘boop’ to her nose and she was back to giggling, oh Kallamar enjoyed this assistant!

But what he enjoyed more was that Leshy and Heket seemed to like his new friend! Since she knew sign it made talking to Heket easy, she was also close friends to Tharen so it made getting to know Leshy easy, that and both being insects gave them common ground, however that begged the question…….

How would Shamura react to her?

End.

Hope you enjoy this blue!

[iwasneverprince]

Reading your blog always gets me so wet and feral, you sound so cute and innocent and adorable when you ramble and get nervous and dumb. I want to do so many unspeakable things to you to make you moan and whimper for me.

I love how your blog is so focused on women's pleasure and I love how you sound so tall and strong and with tattoos omg you're the perfect sub for me

If i owned you I would love to rent you out to my friends and make you fuck them properly like a good boy making sure they cum over and over again. Like I know you'd be such a good boy for me and let me use you over and over to cum again and again myself, but I think it would be so cute to let my friends use you too so I can make sure they are getting some good dick too. I think having that dynamic where my whole friend group has that secret power over you is so hot. Maybe I wouldn't let you cum until you've made sure my friends are satisfied too? Would you like that lil Prince? Would you like to be a fuck-toy not only for mommy but for all her friends too whenever they needed to get themselves off? Does that make you hard baby? You are too good to just keep to myself but it is so tempting to just keep you all as my own.

EEensufnu oh my godddddd thats soooo hot and amzaing oh my god youre completely killing me tellingh me that oh my godddddddddddd

Id absolutely love that soo much thats so hottt fucj, like my brain can barely process that oh my god that would be such a hot dream come true in a way oh my god, Like that would be so hot for my mommies girfirenmds know about our dynamic and play into it a bitt, God it would be so hot to serve my mommy and her friends all at the same time bringn them drinks and stff and doing chores for them oh my godh. Like it would be so hot for them to all dom me in little innocent passive ways throught the day, knowing that they can dob me in to mommy if i disobey them oh my god, Fuck and only being allowed to cum when they are all satisfied oh my godddddddddd that would be so hot and such torture. like i can imagine working so hard to please everyone and then one girl tells me Im not allowed to cum just to be mean and make me serve everyone more again oh god id be going so crazyyy

God feeling you all cum over and over and over again while im not allowed to would just totally ruin me and drive me crazy oh my goddd i can barely contain myself right now this is so incredibly hot oh my god. Like thats my dream tio just serve a bunch of women oh my god its so hot, all the different personalities, some mean and some more sweet and all using me differently oh my god and my mommy to oversee it all and have absoluite authority oh my god i would just die. Lioke what the hell thats so hot oh my god im going to be thinknig about it all day no oh gosh

And ive always thought it would be so hot to be pimped out like that its so cute espicallty to your frienmds, like they could pay you a small amount of money and then i would just get spit in my mouth as payment oh my gosh im losing my mind right now oh my lord

Like women cumming is just so hot to me like being able to be submissive to multiple women at one and feel them cumming is just to amazing for me to comprehend like oh my god id love to be submissive to a gorup of women sexually and non sexually too like oh my gosh i could cry right now its so hot id love it so much

THANK you so so so so much mystery mommy this is literally one of my biggest dreams and now its going to torture and haunt me forever its totally killing me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh god i feek like my brain is going bumber just thinking about it like i have to stop for real other wise im going to be too flustered and needy all day oh my lord

THASNK YOUOOUUUUUUUU

[mssalo]

Hello!! Omg I loved Ma’am, you smashed it!! So well written and genuinely powerful and immersive. Sub!Joel is the one 🥺

I’m being serious when I say that your iteration of Sub!Joel is the best I’ve seen. You really created a whole narrative that felt extremely real, and didn’t take away from the canon character. So, I just wondered if you have any headcanons/your own opinions on Sub!Joel that you thought about while writing? I’d love to hear anything about that!!

I do also sort of want to know if he’d like getting pegged lol

Ty!! Xx

Hello!! Oh my god, thank you so much for your kind words—I'm sooo happy you liked Ma'am! 🥹 Sub!Joel is such a complex and rewarding dynamic to explore, so knowing it resonated with you means the world. It’s amazing to hear that it felt true to Joel’s character while also diving into this more vulnerable, worshipful side of him.

For me, writing Sub!Joel is all about leaning into the parts of his character that are already canon—his need to protect, his intensity, his devotion—and flipping the script on how those qualities manifest when he’s in a safe, trusting dynamic.

Joel’s spent so much of his life carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, making the hard decisions, being the rock for everyone else. That’s his natural instinct, but it’s exhausting.

So when he finally finds someone he can trust—someone steady and confident, who doesn’t need him to take charge—it’s a revelation. He’s never had the luxury of letting someone else handle things, of not having to think for once, and that’s where the submission comes in. It’s not just about the physical dynamic (though, let’s face it, he’s very into it 🥵); it’s about the emotional freedom.

Letting go, letting someone else take care of him, becomes this deeply intimate act that’s just as much about love and trust as it is about desire.

And oh, praise. Joel’s the type who doesn’t expect validation—he’s used to doing the hard work without a thank-you—but the moment he hears “good boy”? It hits like a freight train. It’s not just arousing (though it absolutely is), but it’s also grounding for him. He doesn’t just want to please you—he needs to. Knowing he’s done something to make you proud becomes this powerful motivator, and he’d work himself to the bone to earn it over and over. The idea of you noticing him, appreciating him? That wrecks him in the best way.

As for pegging, I think Joel would absolutely have thought about it before, though he’d keep it locked away for a while. It’s not just the physical act that intrigues him (though, hello, yes, that too); it’s the ultimate act of surrender.

Giving himself to you completely, trusting you to take care of him—that’s what gets him.

He’d wrestle with it at first, not sure how to bring it up or whether you’d even want to, but the moment he realizes you’d approach it with the same confidence and care you do everything else?

He’d go from shy to desperate real fast. And when he sees how much it pleases you? He’s gone. He’d be groaning, begging, whispering filthy things like “Yes, ma’am, whatever you want” until he’s completely at your mercy. It’d be as emotional as it is physical for him, which is what makes it so satisfying to explore.

That’s what I love most about Sub!Joel—his devotion. Joel isn’t the type to do things halfway, and once he trusts someone enough to let go, he’s all in.

He wants to worship you, to give you everything, not just because it’s hot (which, obviously, it is) but because it’s his way of showing love and gratitude. It’s raw, intense, and deeply emotional, which makes every moment feel so powerful and meaningful.

Thank you so much for reaching out and sharing your thoughts—it truly means the world. If there’s anything else you want to talk about—headcanons, dynamics, or just Sub!Joel in general—I’d love to dive in. 🖤

xoxoxo

[smallishzine]

hey guys thank you for the lovely responses to the interest form, I appreciate everyone calling me handsome and amazing and tall, and also to everyone calling me an idiot you’re in fact correct but guess what you’re the one filling out the form and I’m the one who made it so shut up shut up hahahaha. Sorry. I don’t mean that, please don’t shut up I’ll be very sad if everyone shuts up and I’ll have no one to talk to. This post is to address some of the things that you pointed out as us having forgotten, and we preemptively apologize for burying important info in this mess. It’s like a scavenger hunt! Or bureaucracy. Take your pick.

how humble we are (true, true. So humble. The humblest.)

smallishbeans (I’m fairly certain we remembered this one)

an ego check (yup, still there)

Eefo (you’re so right it’s a crime that we’ve forgotten him we will rectify this mistake immediately)

many variations of “timeline?” which we answered in this post

that you, the form fillers, are tall and handsome as well (indeed)

that one of you was watching shrek 2 as they filled out the form (good job. We approve. Not that you should care what random people on the internet think of your taste in movies, but 👍)

more smallishbeans (it’s like they knew)

how much one of you loves ldshadowlady, sparkle heart emoji (true and real. Only correct take. We also love ldshadowlady)

chicken murder (we decided to put the chicken murder before the form rather than in it, so as not to distract from your form filling experience. We apologize if this isn’t what you wanted, we will be sure to include more chicken murder in future forms.)

A spot for obvious professionals in form filling to rate the form, so they had to do it in the what did we forget box. we received the following ratings: 5/10, 10/10 (< a genuine thank you to whoever submitted this one), 0/10 (:(), 7.3/15, 6/20, and several more

multiple variations of “age limit?” Which we answered in this post

Jeremys blessing (which we actually didn’t forget you stupid idiot haha I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me I promise you are not a stupid idiot even if you don’t finish reading forms before submitting)

that one of you likes shrek but is cooler than us so really the form is egregiously incorrect (egregious is a bit harsh. More, stupendously incorrect! Or, fantastically incorrect! Also, if you’re so cool, why don’t you prove it by participating in the zine huh? Huh? Thought so. 😎)

That I am cool, and I haven’t forgotten but you wanted to remind me (I am mod Dinn and I approve this message)

our epic arson related plan of action for when the ship burns (I’m afraid I have some bad news for you…)

“Can I join??” (yes)

hey it’s you dailyboatboys let you in let you in let you in (absolutely)

other words of affirmation that we greatly appreciate. Everyone who called me cool, handsome, amazing, and other good things or who complimented the form or who expressed excitement and interest in the zine hold a special place in my heart. I read through every response so far and to every person who said that I was really cool, or that they were super excited for the zine, or that the interest form was really good, or that they were so down participate, thank you. Now enough with being sappy back to answering questions, lightly worded hate mail, and people who are also obsessed with Joel smallishbeans!

you’re all idiots (due to limited funds we cannot afford to purchase our own suggestion box, so we are currently borrowing the permit office’s. Did you hear that sound that sounds exactly like sizzling lava consuming a piece of paper with your eloquently worded submission on it? That’s the sound of our complaints department hard at work to remedy this issue. Thank you for filling out the form!)

can you write ships? (This is a really complicated question which we have a lot to say on so we’ll make a separate post explaining more in depth, but the gist is: yes, but that yes has an asterisk attached with a footnote a mile long)

a spot for ideas about what pieces you may contribute, which is actually a good point we’ll probably poll about what things people most want to see/art pieceify (writing is art too) at some point. As for your admission of obsession, gender-neutral-dude, what do you think we are?

these are just some of the responses we received, thank you to everyone who has filled the form out so far, and you haven’t, what are you doing here go fill out that form!!

-mod Dinn

[xxspacecadetx]

Introduction:

If you've seen my other blogs, you may be familiar with my other name. However, here, I go by Sunny, Alan, or my favorite, Cadet.

This blog serves as a space for me to explore the community from a more observational perspective, without focusing solely on my art. I'm eager to learn about the experiences of both lees and lers, and discover more about my place within this dynamic. I identify as pansexual and trans, and I’m currently on a journey of self-discovery. I would love for you to be a part of this process. Please note, my interests and hyper-fixations tend to shift frequently, so expect this blog to be a bit spontaneous.

Hey there! I’m just a big kid at heart who can't help but giggle at the little things in life. Space is my true love — there's something magical about it that I can’t get enough of. Also, I’m a proud stoner, because honestly, high tickles are the best! 🌱💚

I’m into some pretty fun stuff, like hypnosis, light bondage, and tickling, but there’s so much more to me.

As for my current work, I am a commission artist on Tumblr. If you know me through my art, hello, and thank you for your support! <3

I’m still learning about the community and figuring out where I fit in. I lean more toward the lee side, though I do enjoy some playful switch/ler dynamics from time to time. I’m mindful of boundaries and avoid teasing unless I’m confident in how someone will respond. However, that being said, I have a soft spot for those unexpected, playful teases directed personally at me.

As long as you approach this space with respect, you’ll find the same in return.

The tickle community holds an incredibly special place in my heart, and it always will. I've had the privilege of meeting some truly amazing and wonderful people here, and I’m so grateful for those connections. I’m excited to see where this journey takes us next—it’s like a rocket ship waiting to soar! <3

wonderful blogs to definitely check out if you like tickling, fandom characters, ocs, and art: @guppygiggles @trooly-ticklish @buggertkle @ticklethentopple @shroomies-world @eldelascosquillas-blog @homunculuslover and @bubbleplumes <33 @nikki-tine @in-stitchesx @fluffymary

and so so many more. this list will get updated at some point. im gonna runout of space hahaha. Ask box: OPEN. submission box: OPEN. my tags: #spacedout - lee thoughts #spacecase - Ler Thoughts #rocketlaunch - high thoughts

FAQ under the cut:

DMs: I’m always open to messages, so feel free to reach out! just keep in mind i don't have all the time in the world to be online. if i do not respond it does not automatically mean im ghosting you. also.. don't just respond with "hi, wanna talk about tickling" for me that makes the conversation a bit awkward. if were already talking about it or talking about ourselves personally and go from there thats more than fine. That said, please keep Dm's platonic. I’m totally fine with friendly teasing, but I want to make it clear that if we don’t know each other well, I’m probably not going to tease you back right away. It’s just how I feel comfortable—building a small bond first is important to me, and I really appreciate when people respect that. I value genuine connections, so don’t hesitate to reach out, but let’s take it slow and keep it lighthearted.

Teasing: I absolutely love a good tease and I’m more than happy to be teased in return. However, I want to gently remind you that I can be pretty shy and timid at times. I’m still learning to be more open, so if you tease me, please be patient with me. I enjoy different forms of teasing—whether it’s written, artistic, or verbal. There’s something special about how each type of teasing brings out a unique reaction from me. It’s one of the things I love most about this space, and it really allows me to grow more comfortable over time.

Boundaries: I’m still very new to the kink side of things, and I’m slowly finding my place within the community. I’m learning, exploring, and figuring things out in my own time, so please understand that this blog reflects my personal journey. I’m still growing, so I appreciate your patience as I navigate this world. If

you're a minor, I ask that you kindly don’t follow my blog—I do not feel comfortable with younger audiences here, and I will block you. This space is my personal escape from reality, a place where I can be myself, whether I’m alone or sharing moments with close friends. I don’t really initiate teasing my end first anymore due to past experiences where things didn’t go as I hoped, but that doesn’t mean I won’t tease others if the moment feels right. I’m a little rusty, and honestly, I’m quite sensitive when it comes to how I perform, whether I’m in the lee or ler role. So, please don’t expect me to lean more into one side over the other—both roles are a part of me, and I just want to be respected for who I am at my own pace.

with all that being said and done, welcome to my side of the universe <333

[fuckyestherest]

Creator Highlight - Week 13

Welcome to our Creator Highlight Week 13! And thanks for understand while we took a brief hiatus!

Every week, we’ll use this space to recognize the amazing individuals in our fandom who kindly use so much of their free time and creative energy to share their work with us and bring our imaginations to life via writing, art, visuals, and many other creative mediums. 

This week we want to highlight @acourtofladydeath, a massively talented creator for fic within the fandom, especially for poly and multi-ships! Her stories are imaginative, intriguing, creative, and absolutely stunning–they’ll keep you hooked and hoping for more when you’re done! She has a gift for managing to have the characters all in brand new situations while also keeping their personalities from canon so spot-on that you just can’t get enough. 

Her nominators said the following: 

“Her works are imaginative and beautiful. But can we talk about her RANGE?!? I’ve never seen someone that can have me sobbing into my pillow one second with All Things End (my absolute FAVORITE) and filling my heart with joy the next like her series, And So Our Life Begins, does for me. BUT WAIT THERE’S MORE lol because her 3 Jewels and Welcome to the Family series are so daring and hot and a true treasure to the fandom just like everything she writes.”

“Writing aside, this creator is actively trying to make the fandom a more loving and accepting place. Introducing the Poly ACOTAR week into the fandom with an effort to bring awareness to and acceptance for all kinds of valid relationships.” 

“She is a wonderful person with a big heart who is always trying to make sure people feel welcome and appreciated. We’re all lucky to have her.”

As evident from these submissions, she is not only incredibly talented, but also extremely well-liked within the fandom and constantly contributing heart-stoppingly good works. 

Her contributions are always fantastic, and we hope to see much more from her for a long time to come!

Below are some of our favorite creations.

All Things End | Azris

And So Our Life Begins | Azris

Welcome to the Family  | Elucien, Berlain, Erislain, Elain X all Vanserra Brothers

The Fawn, The Fox, and The Fiend | Eltamcien

Our Greatest Adventure | Nessriel

Stairway Snoops | Azris/Nessia Polycule

Thanks so much for bringing such incredible, creative, and lovely works to our fandom. You’re such a bright spot in this community, and we’re so glad you’re here!

You can find more of @acourtofladydeath on her Ao3 and Masterlist!