#thanks for asking anon love you *smooch*

[uhohdad]

Just a little idea, loser Konig at the beach with reader who is torturing him in the best way (sun screen/ice cream), your work is so so good! Take all the rest/time you need, art/smut this good takes time!

(18+) Beach Day with Loser!König

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Loser!König purposely misses when he swipes for the glob of sunscreen you pointed out on his cheek. He’ll play dumb until you take matters into your own hands, leaning forward to smear it in for him while he peers down your swimsuit. His eyes flutter shut as you touch him so intimately, touch him the way a lover would touch him, cupping his stubbled jaw with your thumb massaging circles into his cheek. When you pull away, he’s more than disappointed, having used this moment to play out a fantasy where you held his jaw steady to plant a kiss on his lips.

Loser!Konig is bright red, and while you assume he’s getting sunburnt, it’s actually because he is more than flustered by your swimsuit. He can’t help the way his eyes are lingering on all of the new skin covered only by dainty straps. The perfect, plush thighs he wants to rest his head on. Soft shoulders and pretty collarbones and cleavage on display for anyone to ogle. He’s memorizing your body to take home with him.

Loser!Konig who can’t keep his eyes off you as you work an ice cream cone, scarfing it down with a greedy tongue before the searing sun turns it to a puddle. He won’t so much as blink, imaging you’re using your flat tongue to lick stripes up his cock instead, sand sticking to your shins and knees as you pleasure him in front of the entire beach right here right now.

Loser!Konig who has to set a folded towel over his lap even though it’s an ungodly hot day, because he’s been straining against the net in his swimtrunks since you stripped down to your bathing suit.

Loser!König who has to bite back a needy whine when you grab a handful of ice from the cooler and rub it on your skin to cool off. His half-lidded, ravenous eyes glued to the melted droplets tracing your curves as they glide down your body. When you let out a breathy, relieved sigh, he swears you’re doing this to him on purpose.

Loser!Konig who chokes on his own spit when you ask him to lather sunscreen on your back after you gave up awkwardly contorting your arms to reach. His breaths are shallow and hands trembling as he watches you pull your hair out of the way. When you slip the straps of your swimsuit off your shoulders, his mouth goes dry. From where he’s standing, you might as well be naked from the middle up.

Loser!König who’s pleading with his fingers to steady as he pops the cap to the sunscreen. He doesn’t even bother warming the lotion between his fingers because he’s too eager to get his hands on your glowing, sun-kissed skin. He sucks in a sharp breath as you shudder under his touch. He’s painfully hard and praying you won’t notice as he smooths the sunscreen over you. He goes slow, hoping to stretch a task that should only take a few seconds for as long as he could. Your shoulders are so smooth and soft under his coarse, hardened hands. When he slides down your sides, he pretends that he’s filling you up from behind, gripping on to your core to keep you steady as he pounds into your pretty cunt. He’s breathing so heavily, his heart slamming against his ribcage as he smooths circles over your skin. His cock is throbbing in his shorts, a shiny glint of arousal already forming at the tip.

Loser!Konig who has to sneak off to the filthy boardwalk bathrooms to relieve his aching cock, rutting into his hand and stifling his breathy moans and grunts by biting his lip so hard it nearly bleeds. The show you gave him had him practically on edge, and it takes less than a minute before he’s choking on your name as he coats his hands in his generous, pent-up finish.

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loser!könig

[tonberry-yoda]

rats ask for kisses from the spider boys and girls.. i wanna kiss Hobie and Pavitr

AS YOU LITERALLY SHOULD BECAUSE I WANNA GIVE THEM ALL LITTLE KISSES TOO AHHHH! And my two favorite boys??? Heck yes!!! <333 I hope you enjoy the little smooches and have a great day rat anon <3

You couldn't look at Hobie without blushing. I mean GOD, how could a man be born so.... beautiful?

"What're you lookin' at, love?" he asked you with a smirk.

You quickly looked away and felt your face heat. "Sorry."

"Nuthin' to apologize about," he sat next to you and tilted your chin up.

"You're just-"

"Really hot? I know."

You gave Hobie an unamused look and he just laughed at you before wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

"I don't get why you're so nervous around me all the time," he said, pulling you closer. "I mean, we are together, right?"

"We are?" You turned to him. "But I thought you didn't like labels."

"I don't. But we're together all the time and I wouldn't mind... you know."

You did know and that brought you a smile. "Dating?"

"Sure. Whatever you want to call it."

You two had been sort of dating for a long time, sharing kisses and going on "dates," but neither of you ever put a label on it, so it was nice to finally know what was going on between the two of you.

You gave Hobie a quick peck on the cheek, but he turned to you with a chuckle.

"Lame," he said before cupping both sides of your face and pressing a long kiss to your lips.

God, how could a man be so perfect??

"Race you to the top!" you said, barreling away from Pavitr and up a flight of stairs. The two of you had always wanted to see the top of the tallest building in your city, and because you weren't afraid of heights around him, you were going to do just that.

"No, y/n! Wait for me!" he giggled, running after you. The echoing stomps from every step you took filled the stairwell and your laughter could be heard from outside.

You finally slammed through the last door and looked behind you, sticking out your tongue. "I win, Pavitr! You lo-"

You were interrupted when you lost your footing and before you knew it, were falling to the streets below. You went to scream, but were suddenly stopped. You looked up to find Pavitr sticking a piece of his web to you, terrified out of his mind.

"Don't do that, y/n." he said, pulling you up, panting from being out of breath. "Scared the crap out of me."

You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck and pressed a bunch of kisses to his face. "You saved my life."

He blushed and smiled. "Next time, be more careful when we're racing, okay?"

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[fatuismooches]

I see the angst you're about to drop on the next instalment and I'm about to cope by throwing in a cute scenario ( ＞Д＜；)

So fragile reader's hands tremor, without going into the full details of it - in some cases tremors may worsen either temporarily or permanently

Sometimes, the tremoring only happens on one hand! (But that has very *very* serious implications in reality, so for the sake of keeping things fluffy let's just say that it was just a weird day for fragile reader)

So, reader one day wakes up, and during the check ups they notice that, oh hey! Their left hand isn't tremoring for once, they're getting better! Then they raise their right— it's really wobbly

Segment, thinking that the tremoring is gone for now because of that one steady hand and is now trying to clip a monitor on Reader's right hand to check their blood oxygen (pulse oximeter): "Do keep still, there are a few more tests I must run."

Reader: "I'm not shaking it."

Segment: "..."

Reader: "It's erm... yeah."

Understandably, the Segment checking up on them is low-key freaking out because: why is that happening?? What's causing that?!

Meanwhile, reader who is also freaking out but is batting it away with humour, looking at their severely quacking hand: "Hm... I kinda need that... Ah, well, I guess I have an organic stipple pen now... that *is* what they're called, right?"

Then for the rest of the day (while the segments and prime are trying to find the root cause of that abnormality) reader is coping by joking around with said hand.

Reader: *picks up a test tube with shaking hand, the hand swirls the contents with minimal effort* "Oh! Wait— that sorta works? That's very convenient, actually."

Zandik, stressed: "My dear, get back on the gurney before I place you there myself." (Is worried that they might spontaneously collapse)

Shaky hands were nothing that new to you, having lived with them for a while due to your illness and all the stress that came with it. In the beginning, you tried to ignore them, but after a few accidents, you came to terms with the fact it'd be easier for everyone if you let the segments deal with your tasks. Especially on days when it seemed to be worse than others. But of course, there are times when no one can predict how bad it can get. This being one such moment.. Sometimes it gets to the point where ironically enough the Harbinger outwardly shows more concern for your wellbeing rather than you. (Although he's gotten used to you coping with jokes, he can easily see through that. He doesn't want you to put up a front around him but perhaps this makes you feel better? Unfortunately, the only one who laughs at your jokes is yourself... The others are too busy with their nose in some of your records or a machine.) And although they can't exactly make the tremors go away, the least they can do is make sure you don't need to do anything strenuous. Yes, their almost forceful instructions seem restricting, but they always say it's for the best.

[thegoldenshi-shi]

ILL PROPOSE TO SUNNY *gets down on one knee and hold up a ring’ will you marry me Sunny 👁

Congratulations to Sunstreaker! Another person in the Sunny love line! What fun hehe

[raviollies]

your OCs are so beautiful and cute i just want to put them in a snow globe and place it on a shelf and know that they are safe

Me too except I want to vigorously shake the globe and see what happens

[shhh-secret-time]

I hope your May gets better!!! Lots of love dude😨‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Hey thanks boo! It will, it always does! Just gotta hang in there! I hope your days are kind to you too friend!

[rosicheeks]

Like Real People Do is my favorite Hozier song and I think of you every time I listen to it

[blu-ish]

How would you describe your mutuals?

I lob dem the normal amount

[cloudystevie]

Omg I saw you mentioned you have wips your working on and I just wanted to say I’m so excited 🥹 I been following your blog since the early days

thank you so much sweetiepie😊😊😊😊🩷🩷🩷🩷 i cant tell you how much this ask means to me thank you for following me and keeping up with me even though ive been so flaky for the past 3 years😓 im gonna try so so so hard to sit tf down and start working on my wips again tomorrow just for you🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

[corrodedcoughin]

Ahh maybe this is silly but I keep having the thought of Eddie designing little music mixtapes/playlists for his favorite dnd NPCs (or PCs he makes when not a DM)

Either for background music when writing said character or just because

Putting doodles on the tape of whatever character

All the CC lads making ones, getting together and taking turns listening to the different tapes and arguing how a song 100% does fit their dnd character how dare the others say it doesnt

(Thank you for listening, this just seemed like a little idea you'd enjoy as well ahh)

Anon I love that!!! I do!!! Does Eddie ask for a copy of everyone’s mixes so he can get a feel for the character and enhance his story line? Does he keep a tape player on hand and has a mix of EVERYONES mix that he plays throughout the session??? Trying to time things so that the music fits in when a character is having Their Moment???

Has he got comedy characters that he actually has very serious mixes for because he believes comedy is birthed from drama?

Do the cc boys mixes have sfx tracks interspersed? That they agonised over finding so that they could add Atmosphere to their character arc?

Ooh!!! Do they have speaking tracks that they recorded themselves in ‘character voice’ to tell the story of their character as the mix plays?? Is Eddie in all of them as a narrator???? I need to know!!

[uhohdad]

Reader is turned on by cocky and mean men you say?

*the dormant Titan/Reader shipper in me awakens*

WARNING: 18+, NSFW, DEPICTIONS OF NON-CONSEXUAL SEX AND PHYSICAL ABUSE. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION AND TAKE CARE <3

“Konig! Konig!”

“Oh no, it’s too late for that, Funny Girl.”

Titan’s fingers ruthlessly indent the flesh of your cheeks to keep you from squirming, his other hand restraining both of your uncomfortably twisted wrists to the dirt with little effort. You can feel it, just how strong he is, bruises blooming at his fingertips and a cruel ache under his grip.

“Say my name,” he growls.

“Konig! Help!”

The hand restraining your face releases you, only to return to your cheek in a harsh open-palm strike. He’s didn’t use nearly his full strength, but it’s still powerful enough to make you see blinding white, thoughts forced to a grinding halt.

Heat immediately rushes to the impact, a rough outline of his handprint raising on your flesh and tears welling in your eyes.

“What did I say?!”

Titan’s voice is no longer a purr, now a hiss through clenched teeth.

He’s stunned you, wide, tear-brimmed eyes and shallow, sniveling breaths out of parted lips.

“Please-” Your voice could hardly be considered a whisper, more a squeak lost to the wind.

Titan’s fingers curl around your chin, digging his nails into your sore jaw and forcing you to look at him.

When you close your eyes to try and pretend he’s not there - pretend this isn’t happening, pretend he doesn’t haven’t you restrained in a straddle on the forest floor and is about to do unspeakable things to you - he gives your head a rattle, shaking you until you open your eyes to be met with a blurry world and Titan’s wicked smile.

“It’s too bad, Funny Girl.”

He leans in close to you, your wrists crying under his body weight. His eyes widen on a flare before narrowing - his voice has adopted a soothing tone, but his words are nothing less than gut-wrenching.

“You can be the smartest girl in the world, but it’s nothing compared to strength.”

By the end of his sentence, his cheeks are dimpled into a sickening grin, razor sharp canines salivating over his next meal.

Your wrists are dancing under his hold, but his grip is ruthless. Your eyes are truly pathetic, your squeaky pleads adorned with sloped brows and tearful eyes.

“Titan - please, please don’t do this. Just kill me, please.”

He laughs, that sickenly sweet sardonic laugh that slices through you harder than a knife in the stomach.

“Oh no, Nine. We’re well past that.”

He practically sings the last sentence, drawing out syllables in teasing purrs.

“You like to play dirty.”

He’s unarmed, but his sneering tongue and brute restraint is worlds more threatening than a deadly weapon.

He leans in, inches from you, the heat of his breath on your face bringing your hairs to attention.

“So we’re going to play dirty, Funny Girl.”

He throws his head back in another wicked laugh. When he returns, he jerks your head to the side and buries his razor sharp canines into the sensitive flesh of your neck, drawing a harrowing cry from you. Titan’s tongue roughly laps up the fresh blood pouring from his punctures, laughing into the taste, his lips and breath violating your skin.

It’s getting harder to think, the instinctual panic of an animal has all of your limbs squirming in his hold, but it’s useless.

He’s right.

There is nothing that can compare to brute strength.

He will get his way.

Because he is bigger.

Because he is stronger.

THE OTHER TITAN DRABBLES YOU KNOW YOU WANT, FUNNY GIRL

KONIG X READER HUNGER GAMES AU

[catman-draws]

I think you should work out the wonkiness with a dancestor you don't particularly care for/don't have a lot of practice drawing. Maybe they(the wonkiness & lack of practice) will cancel each other out

Horse Fans, come get y'all's juice

[edsbacktattoo]

hello we’re not mutuals and i only recently got into ofmd but everyday i’m so happy when u start posting because the show is my current hyperfixation so seeing ur posts on my dash makes my brain go brrrr <3

HI ANON!!!! this is so incredibly sweet of you 💕 welcome to the ofmd fandom! this show has been my hyperfixation since April last year so I understand where you’re coming from :’) we’re so happy to have you here! and just in time for season 2 🖤

also i’m sure that i’m going to be posting like crazy in the lead up to and during season 2 so there’s gonna be plenty of content for you to munch on! and i’m delighted to provide 😌

[theswedishpajas]

I was stalking your blog and I’m so happy you also have an appreciation for Beetlejuice’s drag sonas. When I saw Beautyjuice I literally melted she’s so fine 😭

YOU, WHOEVER YOU MAY BE, WILL FOREVER BE IN MY HEART AND I LOVE YOU.

All the fem juices are my entire life, I love them so much and I wholeheartedly headcanon BJ as genderfluid with any pronouns and I wanna SCREAM OTL /pos

It genuinely fills me with so much joy that someone else loves the girls too, they are literally my favorite thing in the whole world.

I have this tasteful fem BJ pinup I started working on LOOOONG ago and I never finished it and it’s such a shame and I REALLY need to finish it sometime oh my GOD.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

i wish i was more eloquent, but even then, i don't think i could begin to convey the. magnitude? of which your fics impact me. the way you write is so captivating.!! it's truly so descriptive that sometimes i can close my eyes and almost feel the weight of the emotion? which is weird because usually i have a lot of difficulty connecting to fics, but with your fics, it's so effortless :) i envy your skill in a way that inspires me to get back into writing. so thank you for that!! and thank you for doing this for free (though i'd pay whatever to have the honour of reading your stuff), godspeed 🫡🫡

(reading this back and it's so awkwardly written hahagsh i'm just an emotional wreck rn <- just read through the entirety of your fics and cried lots)

(also noting your poetry recs even if they weren't for me exactly, i trust your judgment and i've been meaning to read more. the library will be seeing me soon!!)

ANON!!!!!!! this isn’t awkwardly written at all pls, that makes me so happy!!! 😭😭 this is suchhhhg a sweet little message i don’t have the words?????? knowing you can connect to my fics is rlly such an honour :’3 you have no idea!! i think i speak for a lot of fic writers when i say that’s one of the greatest comments you can get………. i appreciate you sm!!!!! very sorry for the tears tho 😭 but i’m genuinely so giddy at the idea that anyone would take the time to read ALL my fics??? anon????? i could kiss you?????? 🥺🥺🥺 tysm for your time and support…. ily….. and pls know i’m always cheering you on in your writing journey <3333

ALSOOO pls dw about the poetry recs lmao, our tastes might not align is all!! my overall favorite is richard siken but his two collections give off pretty different vibes, so if you don’t really like crush you might still like war of the foxes (and vice versa)!! :3 my personal fav is wotf. but crush is good. and if siken isn’t really your thing, i hope you find another poet you enjoy more!! my other favs are frank bidart and mary oliver :3

[rosicheeks]

If I were dating you..

I’d bring you little gifts and trinkets every time I saw you/came home, little reminders that you were on my mind, even when we aren’t texting.

I’d take pictures of the landscapes I go through, the skies in the mornings and evenings, the beautiful moments I see so that I can share them with you, daydreaming about sharing those moments in person.

I’d bring you flowers and send you little compliments on snap through the day, just waiting for the selfies back so I could go slack-jawed at how adorable you are, how lovely your smile is.

I’d send you a message each morning and night, telling you how wonderful you are and reminding you that at the start of the day and the end, you’re in my head.