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𝐡𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝟏 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝟐 : 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐳 𝐣𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞/𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 & 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫/𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤

📖𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: for all people believe that werewolves are dangerous creatures, your wolf is pretty tame, even with some of his...quirks. this halloween you let him be the big bad wolf to your little red riding hood, while you give out candy to trick-or-treaters. what he doesn't know, is that you have your own trick-or treat planned for him after this– you're his treat tonight, but he's going to have to chase you first. 📖𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ only. smut. wolf shifter au. werewolves. no abo dynamics. outdoor sex. scent kink. vaginal sex. fingering. possessive behavior. predator/prey kink. tummy bulge. breeding kink. knotting (but not really). mention of heat/rut cycles. no protection. carlos’ filthy mouth. author may have cooked a little too hard 📖𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 6k words 📖𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: carlos sainz jr x fem!black!reader 📖𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: oneshot 📖𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸: peek-a-boo • red velvet

𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲: fair warning this is the most foul thing i’ve written ever. like, i thought the first upload was unsettling, but this is terrifying in comparison. i think i’m getting better tho, low key. no, this was not an excuse to write a breeding kink 😒. this was an excuse to spread my personal feeling that i think carlos sainz jr is a massive freak, and i will take no criticism on that 😩. but i do apologize for his foul ass mouth at the end. imma try and get these out quicker because i realized that if i’m releasing one fic every week, i will not be finishing this b4 the end of the month. there unfortunately will be no part two to this, it’s a standalone, i got so many things to write now, im sorry :( i hope you all enjoy it (i did an embarrassing amount of research for this aka twilight wiki), and thank you for all the support !!!

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carlos is not a werewolf. carlos is a born wolf; he comes from a long familial line of shifters. while he and his wolf share a brain, carlos is in control one-hundred percent of the time. he can shift into a wolf at will and maintains awareness as the wolf. however, during the full moon, it’s extremely difficult for shifters to resist the call and refrain from transforming. werewolves, on the other hand, are created by a curse or from being bitten. they are forced to change into a beast every full moon, thirsting for blood and carnage. their humanity isn’t present in the half-wolf/half-human form; being a werewolf is like a parasitic disease. carlos’ family has found their calling in bringing a sense of order to the wild, and during full moons, their purpose is to contain and redirect the beastly werewolves from harming humans.

shifters are rare, and carlos prefers it that way (he doesn’t ever want to find out what tension multiple shifters on the grid could cause). his nature doesn’t give him any unfair advantages in an f1 car, sure, his reaction time may be a little quicker, and he heals faster–but, nothing that would classify as “cheating.” if he did have any extreme advantages, maybe he’d end max’s world champion streak, but that is not the case; anything about his nature still couldn’t make up ferrari’s shortcomings.

the only downside to being a shifter is how they’re mistaken for werewolves (even though they are obviously two completely different beings). the world doesn’t know about the shifter population at large, it’s mainly an “if you know you know” society, and werewolves are known to the masses with how many slaughters they’ve been caught doing from the beginning of time. which is massively unfortunate for carlos. if he were to be revealed as a wolf shifter, he’d probably lose everything he knows–formula one, his privacy, his family, you–and he would probably be scheduled for a public execution if those were still in place. he’s only trusted a small circle of people within formula one with the secret of his wolf; lando, charles, fernando, jon and rupert, and vasseur. it’s made his life easier having people that are aware of his true nature, so he can shift comfortably during race weekends if needed, when you are not able to join him.

regardless of how the world views carlos’ supernatural state, you genuinely don’t understand how people could be terrified of him. carlos is ‘the dream man’™, and you’re not accepting any critiques on that matter. he’s a personal-sized space heater, so you don’t have to worry about being cold at night–and he doesn’t even complain when you stick your icicle-like toes and fingers on him. he cleans without being told to, he’s an excellent home chef, he takes you golfing with him and even lets you caddy for him, he’s protective but in a respectful manner, and he even partial shifts around you so you can play with his ears and give him a good little scratch.

the only downside you could point out about carlos, is that he takes his wolf form a little too seriously. 

carlos was raised to train his inner wolf into a controlled, unfazed, unshaken, apex-predator being. the wolf has one purpose and it’s to guard his territory, the people he loves, and to prevent any werewolf murder sprees. but, you wish he’d allow himself to relax, and have a little more fun in his wolf form.

you’ve started training him, funnily enough, to allow his wolf to be off the clock sometimes. subconsciously, in the comfort of the spanish villa you two call home, he’s started to allow his ears to pop out whenever he’s relaxed enough. the spaced out and confused faces and noises he makes, with his head and ears flicking and tilting to match, invokes an unhealthy sense of cute-aggression from you. sometimes, you manage to persuade him enough to shift to his full wolf form, and that’s where you find the most difficulty of calming his behavior.

he’ll go around sniffing and rubbing his body along all of the walls and corners of the house to spread his claim, and even refuses to nap or sleep with you while he is shifted. he’d sit in the doorway of the room you were in and remain in an alert state to protect you from whatever dangers that may appear, even though he’s already sure none are present. there was one time you were able to convince him to lay with you under the guise of you being cold; he allowed himself to curl around you and rest his snout on your chest, but the way his ears remained cocked let you know that he was wide awake even though his eyes were shut.

he’s thoroughly unamused whenever you try and get him to play with dog toys. it doesn’t matter if it squeaks, crinkles, or smells–he wants nothing to do with them. he can’t say no to an old-fashioned game of fetch, though. whenever you grab a stick from outside, you hear his thundering paws running towards you before skidding to a rapid stop, his haunches firmly touching the ground while his front paws anxiously tip tap in front of him, and his whole body shakes with anticipation for your throw. and from there you started to get him to appreciate tennis balls and frisbees in fetch games. even though his massive jaw and teeth have you ordering replacements way too often.

and the thought of his massive ears, eyes, hands, and teeth—led you to your halloween costume idea. 

little red riding hood.

it makes the most perfect amount of sense. carlos can be the big bad wolf to your red riding hood! except he refused, stating that it would be shameful to use his wolf in such a manner. of course, you're disappointed at his refusal, but you respect his boundaries at the end of the day. so, you were just going to have piñon (your dog) be your big bad wolf. and then, that fell through as well. 

piñon was staying over at carlos’ parents house a few days before halloween, and ended up losing a battle to a mouse that he tried to catch through a fence. the fence scratched him a little deeply on his tummy and he ended up getting stitches and a cone of shame. while his stitches are in, he’s staying with reyes and carlos sr.–and, you’re back to square one; you’re ‘big bad wolf’-less-ness.

you don’t attempt to try and convince carlos to join you again, you just decide to keep your original costume and sit out on the porch handing out candy to the trick-or-treaters, missing the other half to your costume. it’s very simple attire, just the red-hooded cloak and a picnic basket full of candy. carlos peeks from the front window’s curtains and watches you smile sweetly at all the children and compliment them on their costumes. he hears you fein terror when kids dressed as werewolves ask for candy, he hears you fawn over the cutest kids and their costumes, and he hears your happiness falter when anyone asks where your ‘big bad wolf’ is. 

you’re in the middle of explaining how piñon wasn’t feeling well to a little girl, and you hear a muffled bark. your head perks up in question, thinking you just imagined it, but then you hear scratches on the door. confused, you go to open the door and carlos comes slinking out to join you on the porch. 

his wolf is massive, when standing on four paws his head nearly reaches your chest, his coat is a silky coloration of a brown so dark it appears black, but in direct sunlight it radiates warmth. his paws are larger than your face and the claws he’s got on them are big enough to match. the little girl shrieks and hides behind her dad’s legs, and the dad backs them up off the porch frantically. 

“no, no, no,�� you reassure them, and carlos tries to shrink his body behind your legs, whining lowly, “he’s friendly! i promise he’s a sweetheart, he’s actually pretty shy!” carlos skimpers behind you, quickly managing to shove himself under the outdoor couch, only allowing his head to peek out from underneath. the dad doesn’t quite believe you, and just apologizes and just ushers his daughter to the next house.

you sigh, and plop down a little forcefully on the couch. you hear carlos crawl from underneath the seat, and rise to a sitting position at your side, resting his snout on your lap. you look down and purse your lips at his wide, apologetic brown wolf eyes and raise your hand to give him a few pets. you question softly, “are you going to join me for the whole night?”

carlos blinks at you once. an eager grin spreads across your lips, “yay! aren’t you just such a good boy,” you tease sarcastically. carlos huffs, the force of his exhale swooshing your cloak, before he turns his back to you in dismissal. you laugh at him, and the next group of kids run up yelling for candy, and carlos tries to appear as small as he can so he doesn’t scare these ones away.

after the initial scare carlos caused, everyone seems fascinated at your “wolf-dog,” and how well mannered and amicable he is. carlos lets all the kids who are brave enough pet him, not snapping once even if they accidentally tug at his tail or ears, and sits incredibly still so he has no chance of accidentally crushing them. several dads even pause to give him a sturdy little dad-pat on his side, and inform you of how “that’s a good guard dog you got there, he takes a pat like no problem.” you even impress a few of the moms with how well trained you have him, and how he listens to all of your commands and can do many tricks (so far, the most impressive trick is having him harmonize to your voice with a howl). carlos preens silently next to you whenever little kids can’t help themselves from telling you how pretty you are (his tail thumping on the floor the only giveaway), and seethes when overzealous men and women try and hit on you (growls rumbling out of his chest). you brush off their advances and charmingly tell them, “i don’t think my boyfriend would appreciate me cheating on him…especially in front of his dog,” with a disguised smirk. overall, carlos does so well cosplaying as your big bad wolf, that you decide to give him the present you planned all along. 

after the halloween celebrations die down, you and carlos return inside, and you lead the way up to the bedroom as he trots behind you. carlos shifts back into his naked human form, and you giggle and pull him into a hug.

“thank you, my love! everyone loved you tonight–you know you didn’t have to join me outside, right? i didn’t want you to feel pressured to do something you were–” carlos cuts you off with a chaste kiss to the cheek and dismisses your worry, “mi luna, i wouldn’t have gone out there if i did not want to, sí? i am happy i could make the night more fun for you, by playing your “big bad wolf.’”

you pull away with a small ‘aha!’ of remembrance and rush into the en-suite bathroom, closing the door behind you. carlos stares at the space you were just occupying and shrugs, figuring you have to pee really badly–considering you were sitting on the porch the whole night without a break– and that you’re probably changing out of the costume, before turning to the closet and pulling on clothes. 

he hears the toilet flush, and then the water runs for a minute too long–almost like you’re covering up any noises carlos may hear with his enhanced hearing, but he doesn’t think that you’d have anything to hide from him, anyways. you fling the door open excitedly, still in your riding hood, and pull carlos away from the closet and start dragging him downstairs. 

“ay–” carlos objects, “i don’t have a shirt on yet, mi amor! where are you rushing too?”

you don’t respond verbally, only glancing back at him with a cheeky smirk, and continue to lead him to the backyard. you drop carlos hand once you’ve stepped outside, shutting the sliding glass door behind you two. walking back to him, you stand in front of him–pausing as you stare into the warm depth of his brown eyes, before you take one step backwards. carlos automatically goes to parrot your movement, attempting to take one step towards you to eliminate the space, but you ‘aht-aht’ at him disapprovingly causing him to freeze. you press your hand against his chest near his clavicle and guide him to his original position. patting once with intention, you order, “stay.”

carlos’ eyes widen in shock, but he doesn’t say anything. he allows you to back away from him, twitching towards you when your bare feet slip off the paved patio onto the grass. you come to a stop when you’re halfway into the yard. 

carlos calls out to you, confused, “amor? what’s this, i do not want to play fetch right now–”

“we’re not going to play fetch carlos,” you start, “we’re going to play a new game called chase.” carlos does his adorable head tilt at you, continuing to question your actions, “qué? i don’t know the game you are talking about, mi luna–wh-what-qué haces (what are you doing)?”

you unbutton the collar of the cloak, and spread the front open, from where you wrapped it tightly around your body, and reveal a matching set of the scantiest, laciest, and most mouthwatering red bra and panties. carlos is stunned to silence, mouth dropping open as his eyes fall to your exposed body. the way your smooth melanated skin is complimented by the rosso corsa-colored lingerie, the way you’re holding open the cloak to allow him to get his fill of your body, the way your hips seductively rock from one side to the other, the way the smell of your arousal begins to become apparent to his sensitive nose–before you abruptly wrap the cloak shut, tying the waistband tightly and shattering the moment.

“we are going to play a game called ‘chase’, carlito. where i run into the woods behind us, and you…chase me.”

carlos’ entranced state is shaken by his protective instincts, “qué? no, no! absolutely not. the woods are dangerous, mi amor–”

“carlosss,” you whine, “you patrol the woods every other week! you know there’s nothing that could hurt me out here, because you’ve already gotten rid of it. you’re going to give chase and you’re going to like it!”

carlos shifts anxiously, not fully persuaded, so you decide to not give him a choice, “ten minutes, love. after that, come catch me.” you turn and run into the densely packed woods, ignoring carlos’ exclamation for you to stop. he doesn’t suddenly appear and stop your disappearance into the forest, so that’s how you know the game is on.

your chest is already heaving from adrenaline and excitement as you run through the forest, ducking under branches and hopping over rocks and fallen tree limbs. you pant and the nerves start to set in, not out of fear of what’s in the forest, but fear of giving carlos an easy chase. you stop suddenly and take a sharp turn, running for a minute that way before you circle back and run at a slight diagonal in the opposite direction, overlaying your scent to try and give some added time to your pursuit. running deeper into the woods, it begins to get darker, the only light source are the scraps of moonlight that manage to find a pocket to slip through. your eyes adjust to the reduced light level, pupils blown wide not only in necessity but also arousal, and you come to a halt again. you quickly slip off your red panties and hang them on the nearest branch, hoping that the wetness that’s already seeped into them distracts him from your true location. 

you start to traverse your way through an uphill part of the forest, exhaustion finally beginning to become apparent after that first rush of adrenaline–but then, a familiar howl cuts through the air; your time is up, and carlos is loose in the forest, hunting after you. reinvigorated, you continue running deeper and deeper into the trees, changing directions multiple times losing track of exactly where you’re going.

the wolf fucking losing it. you–his luna, his mate–are out in the forest he protects—his territory—inciting him into a relieving game of chase, allowing him to be just as uncontrolled as he wants in his pursuit of you. he’s quick to catch on your trail, seeing the way you’re rushed heavy steps in the start leaves an easy path for him to follow. and then, he notices you employed different tactics to delay him. he catches himself running in circles you intentionally plotted, and notices how your scent and foot-trail overlaps multiple times. and then, he can tell you switched from running with the full bottom of your foot and just on your toes for a moment to disrupt your trail. his breaths have started to mirror yours, forceful with the adrenaline from a good chase, and he freezes. he smells you.

he speeds up to a full run, paws thundering against the earth under him, loud and uncaring if you hear him coming or not, before he bursts through the trees where your scent is the strongest. but, you’re not there. the wolf whines disbelievingly, bringing his nose to the floor to analyze your scent trail before a glimpse of red catches his attention from the corner of his eye. he spins around swiftly, expecting it to be the swish of your cloak as you run from, but it’s not you.

it’s the damn red panties you kindly left behind for him. 

he rocks up on his hind legs to knock it off the branch to the ground, and presses his muzzle to the barely there fabric, inhaling your arousal deeply. an unhinged growl tumbles his way out of his chest, before it morphs into another full howl, letting you know how much he appreciates your present. carlos won’t be fooled by any more of your tricks again, and he takes off running.

you’ve taken a brief break from running, leaning forward with your hand against your knees as you catch your breath. it’s loud around you; bugs are buzzing and you can hear the hoots of several owls echoing through the forest. suddenly, it goes completely silent, quicker than a drop of a pin. you slam your mouth shut, quieting your inhales, and you slowly shift your stance into a running position, trying to use your hearing to tell what direction the wolf is coming from. you hear the rustle of a tree on your right, and you make to leap away into a run–but it’s too late. 

you’re caught, large hands around your waist and a leg sweeps your own out from underneath you and takes you to the ground. a scream of surprise escapes from your chest but is cut off with a heavy hand laying over your mouth.

carlos is looming over you, kneeled in between your legs, bare as the day he was born, chest heaving, and pupils wide from the thrill and pleasure of a successful hunt. “caught you. i could hear your little heart racing in your chest.” he boasts.

carlos removes his hand only to replace it with his lips, and the passion he bathes your lips with fragments your mind. you can only part your lips and let him ruin you as he pleases. his plump lips suckle on yours before his tongue begins an eager exploration of your mouth–a desperate moan falls from his lips into yours. one of his hands comes to grasp at the curls on your head, tilting you for a better angle; and you raise one of yours to grasp at his shoulder for stability, but carlos startles away. an animalistic growl rumbles through his chest in dissent, and he grabs both of your wrists in one of his hands, and pins them above your head. 

you’re at a loss for words, unsure if you want to moan or plead to suck his dick, but carlos doesn’t give you a chance to decide. 

he allows himself one last soul-sucking kiss, before he presses nips into your cheeks and jaw, leading towards your neck. carlos buries his nose deeply into the spot where your jaw meets your neck, and takes an excessive inhale of your scent. dios mio. the way you smell. delectable and rich soaked with lust and the dregs of fear still clinging in the surroundings. he gets to smell this for the rest of his life. another growl erupts possessively, and you can only moan depravedly at the sound.

carlos continues to lavish kisses on his way down your body, bruising them into your skin before soothing over with a pass of his tongue. the hand in your hair releases, coming down to allow him to grasp at your chest, brushing over your nipples in a quick motion; the lace scrapes against them and the feeling is paralyzing. he tugs the rossi corsa bra underneath your breasts, and they spill out over the top in a manner so obscene it forces another moan out of carlos. he ducks his head again, to tease at your nipples with his tongue, alternating between flicking and sucking at them randomly. he ignores your hips are rolling up, attempting to get some friction, and your hands in his wrists flexing and tugging to escape. 

he frees your nipples from the assault of his lips, and starts sucking hickeys into your underboob with a pleased hum. the change in sensation and slight ache, has another scream bursting from your chest, it’s too much.

“c-c-carlos, c’mon! please, please—oh!” cutting yourself off with a gasp, as carlos abruptly pulls away, his large hand releasing your wrists,  to scooch down and bully your legs open with a free hand and shoves his broad tanned shoulders between your thighs. 

you’re dripping everywhere. the tops of your inner thighs are smeared with stickiness and you’ve created a wet spot on the cloak underneath you. a growl fully spills from carlos’ chest, shaking the air around you and causing the hairs on the back of your neck to rise. he is an apex predator, you should at least be slightly terrified, but all you do is moan in response, more arousal leaking from you, and you start begging.

“carlos!p-please touch me! lobo mió—please, dont you wanna taste me? i want you to eat me,” you sob, “eat me out! you h-h-hunted me, take what you want!”

carlos laughs sharply at your obscenity, “oh? mi luna, you’re so bad, aren’t you? you should be scared of having my teeth so close to your pretty pussy, but here you are: begging, leaking, and your little hole winking and clenching at me, sí?”

you quickly agree, “yesyesyes, for you, for you, always. please carlos,” one of your hands flies down to grip at his hair and try and tug his mouth onto you. carlos snaps his teeth at you, and you quickly pull your hand away from his head, leaving it hovering in the air.

carlos growls, “don’t rush me, mi luna, i always take care of you, no?” you hum in agreement, both of your hands falling to your sides and gripping the grass next to you in anticipation.

carlos dips his head and swipes his tongue gently at your left inner thigh, and groans deeply. it’s your scent liquified; he licks his lips and smacks his mouth, savoring your slick. after that one sample he can’t help himself, he loses himself and makes it his personal mission to clean up every last drop of you that spilled. carlos’ mouth is sloppy, and he’s uncaring of how your thighs begin to shake in oversensitivity from the way his beard is scratching your thighs up, red lines appearing faintly on your brown skin. you start squirming away from his mouth, and carlos huffs, annoyed. 

his hands switch to gripping the underside of your thighs, and he pushes them upwards near your chest, and commands, “stop moving, mi amor, or i’ll stop completely.” you moan a soft breathy okay, and your moan pitches into a sharp gasp. carlos runs his nose up your cunt parting the lips, more wetness spreading, before he pauses at your clit; and deeply inhales your scent from where it’s the richest. you cry, half bewildered and half humiliated, at your boyfriend eagerly sniffing at your warmth.

carlos rumbles out, “mierda, mi luna. mmm, so sweet—i cannot wait. i have to get in you, sí?” carlos doesn’t wait for a response and presses two fingers inside you. a cry escapes you at the sudden stretch, but your scent doesn’t sour with pain—carlos continues. he rushes through stretching you; his fingers scissoring you open methodically, consciously avoiding your g-spot. the squelching noises coming from your cunt, has tears gathering in your eyes in embarrassment, even though it’s fairly clear that carlos enjoys it. 

his fingers slide out a minute later, and that same hand reaches for his dick to begin spreading your wetness over it. carlos hisses, and with a clenched jaw, he asks, “mi amor—estas lista (are you ready)?” his body is now vibrating with the force he’s holding himself back with, waiting for your approval. 

your hands release the earth, blades of grass you ripped out of the ground falling from between your fingers, and motion carlos to come closer and lean over you, dwarfing your body completely, “yeah, lobo mio, fuck me.”

carlos whimpers, head falling to rest in your neck. his hand grasps tighter at the underside of your left thigh—a bruise forming already—and pushes it firmly to your chest, your right leg bends slightly and you press your knee to his hip, urging him forward.

carlos guides the head of his cock with a trembling hand to your cunt, and gently presses in. you sharply inhale, holding your breath, until the head pops in fully, causing both you and carlos to moan in pleasure. carlos continues sinking deeper within you as controlled and slowly as he can, not wanting to cause you any discomfort. however, you’re completely gone already. eyes shut in bliss, mouth open, drool already leaking from the corner of your lips. carlos lifts his head to read your expression, and smirks, you’re so easy for him. 

he bottoms out, feeling how your walls squeeze him tightly, and flutter in desperation, like they can’t quite accommodate to his size. carlos waits patiently, chest heaving again from the strain of not taking you, and watches how you squirm underneath him, not knowing if you want to squirm away or closer. you adjust to his presence a handful of seconds later, and grind your hips up to feel the delicious drag of his dick inside of you. carlos’ eyes widen and a shocked groan escapes him before he rolls his own hips down to meet you. 

carlos sets a quick pace from the beginning, he can’t be bothered with building up his speed slowly—he has a claim to lay on you; and to any other being in this forest who can smell how alluring you are, you’re his mate.

moans are being punched out of your chest with every one of his thrusts, harmonizing with his matching grunts of effort. your back is sliding against the grassy floor, and your shoved up with every one of his deep thrusts, and you sink your nails into his back in pleasure, and carlos growls into your ear at the feeling. 

you manage to find words to praise your wolf, “s-so deep in me, carlos—yeahyeahyeah, deeper, baby, please—ah! faster, carlos, faster—“ and carlos does his best to fulfill your wishes; his mouth rests right next to your ear; his panting breaths, and moans only making you squeeze around him tighter.

he soon tires of your orders; he’s not doing his best if he hasn’t fucked the words out of you. carlos suddenly pulls out of you, and you cry out angrily with a furrowed brow, “no, carlos! don’t stop, what are you—“ and with a rough commanding tone, he interrupts you, “stop whining.” your mouth slams shut, the sound of your teeth clacking together mortifyingly loud, your eyes wide with shock.

carlos softens, patting at your hip gently to reassure you that he’s not angry. he then flips you over (cloak spread on the ground underneath you), up on your elbows and knees, and makes to mount you properly—like the wolf he really is. the air is thick, and with your back turned to him in such a vulnerable manner, adrenaline rushes through you again. carlos laughs down demeaningly at you, as your scent thickens even more with lust and smidge of fear. 

rattled at his amusement, you try to push up onto your hands and knees, but carlos automatically pushes you back down, with a heavy, hot and veiny hand scruffing you at the base of your neck. you moan out highly, as carlos forces you back down to your elbows. he releases your neck and smooths his hand down to the small of your back to deepen your arch just the way he wants, and to pull your hips up to match.

all he says is, “now, you stay, just like that—and be a pretty hole for me.”

carlos bullies his dick back inside you, and doesn’t allow you any time to adjust in the this new position. he roughly pounds into you, now only caring about getting his release—he’ll make you cum after he’s thoroughly enjoyed his prize for hunting you down.

carlos’ grunts are animalistic, and his thrusts are too fast for you to try and buck back against him to match his rhythm; all you can do is sit pretty and take what he gives you—just like he said. you can only ramble out four words in between your moans; ‘carlos,’ ‘full,’ and ‘too deep.’ carlos rumbles approvingly at your chanting this time around, and pulls your hips back even closer to dig as deep as he can, uncaring of how you're trying to run from his thrusts.  

your start babbling at the constant pressure and drag against your g-spot, he’s so deep, in this position, hitting areas he can only reach and causes your legs to give out. carlos’ hips don’t falter, as he catches you pulling you back up with a hand around your navel. and then his hips stutter in shock with a crude moan. he grabs one of your hands, causing you to fall flat on your face, head turned to the side with your cheek pressed to the cool red cloak—and guides it to your stomach and holds it there.

carlos resumes thrusting, and preens, “mmm, can you feel that, mi amor? i’m fucking you so deep—ah—you can feel it through your skin.” you can feel it, and the pressure from carlos pressing your hand on his own dick from outside of your body, has your eyes rolling back and tears streaming down your face. your legs go limp again, but carlos isn’t fazed; he continues to hold your body up for you. “so good for me,” carlos rambles, “mio luna—my mate.”

abruptly, you feel it. the press of his knot against you, and in a sudden moment of clarity, you start to beg. 

“—los! kn-knot, please! ‘arlos, breed—ahahah—breed me deep and full—oh!”

carlos gnashes his teeth, growling savagely, before he leans down and forcefully bites down at the back of your neck—not enough to break skin, but enough to remind you of his teeth for a few days. you shudder, air stolen from your lungs, and you have no choice but to cum. 

carlos feels the way your pussy flutters around him, failing to push him out with your release flooding your thighs, and how it continues to drag him deeper within you in a hypnotizing motion to milk him dry. carlos struggles to thrust once, twice, thrice more times with how tightly your cunt is gripping him and shoves his cock as deep in you as possible without allowing his knot to slip in, filling you up nice and good—breeding you just like you wanted. 

carlos rocks you two both through the aftershocks, ensuring his cum coats your insides thoroughly, only slowing to a stop when your combined release starts frothing at where the two of you are joined, and your hips start squirming away from him. he guides you back, sitting you on his lap, keeping himself inside you, as he rotates you to face him.

your makeup is ruined. mascara and eyeliner staining your cheeks with the tracks of your tears, red lipstick smudged on your brown skin, eyes wide and still glassy with moisture. carlos swipes his thumb around your lips, fading the smudges as best as he can. 

you smile softly, and ask with a light tone, “wasn’t that fun, mi lobo?”

carlos can only laugh softly, and nod, “yes—i did not know that you would enjoy being bred on the forest floor that much.”

your cheeks flush again after they began to cool, and you smack carlos shoulder in embarrassment. your brow furrows, and your mouth drops into a pout, “why didn’t you knot me?”

carlos raises an eyebrow at you teasingly, “ah, sí! you were begging for it like whore—“

“carlos!”

“i’m joking, i’m joking, mi luna! of course you were begging, more like a slut for my knot than a bitch in h—“

“dios mio, carlos! your fucking mouth after you cum—jesus christ!”

he can only laugh harder, extra pleased at how he gets you to fluster so easily, even after he just railed you in the middle of the forest.

“ay, mi amor—i’ll stop, im sorry,” he starts still grinning cockily, “pero, i did not give you the knot you begged for so sweetly, because my rut is in three days, sí? and i can’t afford to bruise your pretty pussy with my hefty knot before then, no?”

you balk. carlos’s semi-annual rut is a force of its own, you're practically out of commission for a week after it, unable to close your legs from how raw it leaves you. his knot bruises your insides every time you take it, so he definitely made the smart decision by not folding to your cries of desperation.

the scent of the two of you's satisfaction permeates the air, intertwining with the smell of sex, and carlos can only lean forward to mouth at your neck to taste how well he took care of you tonight. 

“mmm,” carlos hums, “now—do you want me to carry you back to our den so i can finally get my mouth on you and clean you up, or do you want me to make another mess of you right here, mi luna?”

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[jothemouse]

COMMISSIONS ARE CLOSED!!

EDIT/UPDATE:

Commissions will be closed until August! Thank you so much to everyone who's commissioned me or shown interest in these! It means the world to me!! And I hope that you'll all stick around to see the results of these commissions!! (Which does include the sticker plan!)

To all current commissioners and waitlisted folks: don't worry, your pieces are still in progress and to those on the waitlist I will be in contact! Thank you all for your patronage and patience! You are all so amazing!!!

If you would like a commission but missed out on these, please be sure to check back in August!

Thank you all again so much!! I hope you have a wonderful week you guys!! <333

SO, as you may know, some of you may know, maybe none of you know, I am trying to start selling stickers!!! On my own. No RedBubble or Society6. Nope. All by my lonesome!

But in order to do that, I need to make the money to purchase the stickers and other necessary shipping supplies in the first place. So, I'm opening commissions!! Specifically,,,,,,

I am doing sketch commissions!

I don't have a set close date OR any slots, so it is completely first come, first serve for as long as I can keep it up!

I'm going to include more information, process, as well as terms and conditions under the cut, but if you have any questions not answered below please don't hesitate to get in touch with me here, on Instagram (@jo.the.mouse) or by email (micecandraw@gmail.com)!

And before I continue on, if you cant commission me but want to support me all I ask is that you please reblog this post!! It does a WORLD of wonders to spread posts around! Thank you!!

What I'm Offering

Commissioned artworks in my “Sketch Style”. The money made from these commissions is going to directly fund the creation and sale of illustrated stickers!

Here is a fun little preview sketch of what will be the Canada sticker that I've been obnoxiously polling people about:

Prices

Uncolored Sketch:

$15 

Includes: one character, no/minimal shading, and simple/abstract background

Flat Color Sketch:

$25

Includes: one character, no/minimal shading, and simple/abstract background

Full Color Sketch:

$35

Includes: one character, basic shading, and simple/abstract background

Add Additional Characters:

+ $5 per added character

What I will draw:

OCs (original characters)

Fanart

Real People

Furries (Anthro and Feral)

Fantasy/DnD 

Suggestive (no real people without written and signed consent)

What I will NOT draw:

Overtly NSFW

Heavy Gore

Process

Contact me either through DMs (Tumblr: jothemouse, Instagram: jo.the.mouse) or through email (micecandraw@gmail.com) 

We'll talk a bit about your commission (like what you're looking for, any references I'll need, how much it'll cost,.ect.) I'll also be asking for your email and preferred payment method at this time. 

Payment for the commission is due upon receiving a confirmation email. This email will include a google form contract (this is mainly for me to make sure I have everything correct), notice that I've sent you a payment request, and a time estimate! 

I will begin the initial sketch once payment is received. 

Refunds are available at any point before you receive the initial sketch. 

Upon receiving the initial sketch you can suggest changes and revisions. This is your only opportunity to do so. 

From there I will finalize your commission to agreed upon level. 

I will let you know when your commission is finished and send you an email containing a PDF and PNG file!

Terms and Conditions

PAYMENT is due upon receiving email with confirmation and a time estimate. Depending on discussed payment method, you will receive either A; a PayPal invoice, or B; a Venmo payment request. Work will begin once payment is received. 

REFUNDS are available at any time BEFORE you receive the “initial sketch” OR if commission cannot be delivered within agreed upon time or at all. 

Time estimate is not a hard deadline and response times may affect how long a commission will take. 

This commission is for PERSONAL USE ONLY. You may not use the commission for any commercial purposes, claim it as your own, or use it in conjunction with any AI methods. 

I reserve the right to refuse any commission that I believe falls outside of my comfort level or skill level.  

Additionally, I will only be drawing in the specific style demonstrated in the example works. 

ALRIGHT! You made it through all that nonsense!

Thank you so much for reading! And if you're able, please consider commissioning me!

I hope to see you in my DMs!! (^-^)

[gamerwoo]

Hyunjin: Age-Restricted (Part One)

Characters: Hyunjin x female reader (ft best friends/ex-roommates!Chan, Minho, and Seungmin.......and Jisung is there lmao)

Genre/warnings: nanny!reader, boy next door/neighbor!hyunjin, virgin!reader, fluff ig, some humor, mentions of Chan doing OF, reader has anxiety and self-esteem issues, mentions of bad porn plots, one mention of reader being around hyunjin’s height and having big hands (but this is one of the few times i mention reader’s appearance in this series), it’s mentioned that reader is in her 20′s, reader may or may not have a hand kink lmao, minors dni!!!

Word count: 2,889

Summary: You think it’s luck when the new family you nanny for is so stupid rich that they rent you a fancy new apartment just so you can live closer to them. You think it’s luck when the guy across the hall is the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen in your entire life and makes an effort to talk to you. But that’s just about where your luck runs out, because Hyunjin is more out of your league than you could ever imagine, and you’re just some hopeless virgin who never had good luck in the first place.

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“Last box?” Jisung huffed as he almost dropped the large cardboard box full of your stuff onto the tiled kitchen floor. He stood up straight and looked at you with pain on his features. “Please tell me that’s the last box.”

“I don’t know why you’re complaining when you showed up late,” Seungmin told him with a frown, leaning against the center counter while he tried to catch his breath.

“Well I hardly even know _____, so you’re lucky I showed up at all,” he spat back.

Jisung was one of Chan’s friends, and Chan was one of your friends – one of three that you had since moving. The rest of your friends were left back in your hometown, so all you got was the occasional text when it was convenient for either of you. 

For a little while, you were crammed into an apartment made for three people, and those three were Chan, Minho, and Seungmin. The trio needed another roommate to afford rent and avoid being evicted, so it was Minho and Seungmin who took two of the bedrooms, Chan offered you the third bedroom, and he slept on the couch. Once you got comfortable, though, you ended up rooming with Chan – he made a great roommate since he was always awake doing something until 5am when he’d return to the bedroom and sleep until noon.

But then you got a new job – well, same job but new family. As a nanny, you knew your kids would eventually get too old or their parents would get new jobs or whatever reason that they’d decide they didn’t need your services anymore. In this case, the twins you were in charge of had gotten into some daycare that their parents were on a waitlist for forever. Childcare was hard to get into since it was in such high demand, but it was also hard to afford – not like money was an issue for the family you worked for considering their house. But since their kids got in, they essentially had to fire you.

“But,” the father told you with a growing smile, “we know a family who could use a good nanny, and we want to recommend you – if you’re interested.”

You were interested, but then you found out how far away they lived. They lived on the outskirts of some busy city in a fancy gated community that would take several hours by train to get to. But the mother and father insisted that you meet with them anyway because maybe they could work something out if they liked you enough.

Maybe it was that they liked you that much, or maybe they were just that rich, but they rented an apartment nearby for you to live in – and it was a nice apartment. It was the kind of place only rich people could afford, with several ovens, a nice fridge that you could knock on and it would light up, and one of those fancy jacuzzi bathtubs that you thought only rich people or hotels could own when you were a kid. And all of this was included in your contract to nanny their three-year-old-son, Seojoon, and their one-year-old-son, Hajoon.

“So can we crash here with you now, or…?” Minho asks, his question hanging in the air as he raises a brow.

“What, can’t afford rent without me still?” you smirk. “I always knew I was the real breadwinner.”

“Look, if I could find a rich parent with kids–”

“They weren’t that rich,” you interject, referencing your old family.

“These people are, though!” Jisung bursts as he throws his hands in the air and looks around the space that you now call yours. “Holy shit, this place is sick! Yo, you need a roomie?”

Seungmin narrowed his eyes, “You just said you hardly know her.”

“We’re besties, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jisung stated completely deadpan with a shrug.

“How does one get themselves into the nannying business, might I ask?” Chan wondered with a smile that had ‘mischief’ written all over it.

“Wouldn’t you like to know, Mr. Onlyfans,” you teased. “I’m sure parents will love that.”

Chan’s face turned bright red as he tilted his head down to the counter and let out a long sigh, “Alright, never mind…”

You didn’t actually think anything of Chan trying to do Onlyfans for money – actually, you kind of envied his confidence. But you did unfortunately see and hear on a couple occasions, all the cringey stuff he had to say and do to get any sort of traction. But he did gain traction, and despite being faceless to avoid issues like a possible future employer finding him, he was making enough money to afford the rent without you. He might’ve been paying more than ⅓ of it, but at least him and his friends weren’t homeless.

Jisung let out a groan, “Don’t remind me about the Onlyfans. That shit haunts my dreams.”

“Don’t you mean nightmares?” Seungmin asked with furrowed brows that melted to show an evil smile. “Unless…”

“Ew! No– Fuck off, Seungmin!”

As Jisung threw packing paper from one of the boxes at Seungmin, and Seungmin began happily teasing the older boy about his possible wet dreams of Chan while Jisung threw even more brown paper at him, Minho seemed basically oblivious to it all as he let out a deep sigh and ended it with, “I’m hungry.”

Chan rolled his eyes, mumbling, “I deal with a bunch of toddlers…”

“Can we get lunch before we unpack?” Minho whined, looking to Chan for the answer. “Channie, can you order us something?”

“Well, here’s your nannying gig you wanted so badly,” you giggled.

-

You looked around at the open living/kitchen area that was now mostly decorated. There were a few small things here and there, but most of your stuff was put in a place that seemed suitable. You at least didn’t have to worry about furnishings like a coffee table or chairs for the island – the owners made sure the apartment came furnished when they found out all your furniture belonged to your roommates.

You checked the time on your phone. 7:48. Good timing, honestly. Your bedroom was only half decorated since there were some things in some boxes that you did not want your friends – and Jisung – seeing, but everything was put away in the kitchen and moved how you liked it, and the living room was presentable. Your toiletries were away in cabinets in the bathroom or in the shower, and towels were folded neatly away. Clothes were folded in drawers or in your closet, but underwear and bras and any lingerie you bought on a whim was still put away in a box that Jisung had opened before screaming and accidentally knocking it over in his race to get up and away from it. But overall, it took about 5 hours to get settled in.

A knock at the door made you jump.

You were never an ‘answer the door’ kind of person. Chan was the one who answered the door. Minho would if he had to, and so would Seungmin, but Minho wasn’t a people-person, and Seungmin just didn’t feel like talking to any of the neighbors or the delivery guy – yet this kid was somehow an extrovert. Chan would warmly speak to whoever was knocking at the door. You? You had family friends thinking you were mute or non-verbal because you never spoke. You were painfully shy as a child which blossomed into full-blown anxiety as you got older �� but still painfully shy.

But you figured it was maybe the landlord or the parents that you worked for now. So you walked to the front door and looked through the peephole.

Who you saw was definitely not the parents, though you would probably call him daddy if he asked. You wondered if he was the landlord, in which place you considered one of those bad pornos where the girl can’t pay for whatever service she was getting and offered alternate means of payment.

‘Yeah, not even in your fucking dreams would you have the balls for that,’ you told yourself.

You undid the two locks on your door and then the chain before opening the door and smiling at the stranger, who had already began smiling warmly before the door was even open. His eyes crinkled as his full lips stretched into the most beautiful smile you’d ever seen.

He was tall, had long, dark hair that was half-up in a ponytail on the back of his head, and looked like he was hand-sculpted by a god. His body, while you couldn’t tell the exact shape since his clothes were a bit on the baggy side, was well proportioned – you could stare at his body proportions all day, especially in his black joggers, windbreaker, and white t-shirt underneath. Still, you could tell he was lean. He looked…cool. And oh-so stunning.

“Hi,” he grinned, holding up a hand in a motionless wave. “I’m sorry, this is probably a little weird, but I noticed you moved in today. Well, not like I watched you move in, but I saw the trucks and heard you and your friends coming up with the boxes.”

“Oh, yeah,” you chuckled, trying your best to make normal conversation even though your brain was short-circuiting the whole time, “they’re pretty loud. Sorry about that.”

“Oh, no worries at all!” he assured you. “They’re kinda funny, actually. Who’s the small one with the brown hair? Almost looks like a coconut?”

You snorted, breaking into a real grin instead of a forced, polite one to hide your anxiety, “Probably Jisung.”

“Yeah, he’s funny,” he nodded.

“I mean, he’s something,” you shrugged, still laughing softly.

“Oh, right,” he seemed to remember why he even knocked in the first place. “I’m your neighbor. I live across the hall and thought I should introduce myself or something since you’re new. I kinda heard you say something about having no friends, so here I am!”

Right, the breathless and annoyed comment you made walking down the hall, carrying a box in your arms while Minho was nagging you about when you were going to throw a ‘sick house-warming rager’ and you had to tell him your only friends were him and the other two boneheads he lived with, and they were now about 2 hours away from you.

And back to the awkward polite smile and laugh you went, exclaiming, “Well, thanks for the gesture! I’m _____.”

As he moved to hold his hand out to shake yours, he seemed to pause, mouth open like he wanted to say something, but he stayed silent for a second too long.

“Hyunjin,” he finally said, though it sounded…off. Almost unsure. “My name’s Hyunjin.”

‘Maybe he’s also full of anxiety.’

“Nice to meet you,” you told him as you shook his hand.

His was so much warmer than yours. And seemed a bit bigger, which surprised you since you seemed to be similar heights and you had the biggest hands in your entire anatomy class your senior year – that was a weird contest looking back on the memory. You glanced at his hand as he pulled it away – maybe you had a thing for hands, so what? – to see his hands seemed strong but delicate with long, slim fingers.

As if you needed another reason to have a crush on this seemingly-perfect random man.

No, not random man. Man who lives across the hall.

“I’m sure we’ll see each other pretty often, so feel free to say hi,” he offered with shrug. “Or if you need help with anything like building furniture or something, let me know. Since we’re friends now and stuff.”

“Cool,” you nodded, feeling your face get hot for absolutely no reason, “I’ll hold you to that.”

“Hope so,” he said in a tone that made you feel…things. But it was quickly brushed off as he said, “I won’t keep you any longer since you’re probably still moving stuff around. I’ll see you later, _____.”

“Yeah, of course. Thanks, Hyunjin,” you replied before closing the door.

Hyunjin. His name just felt good to say. Of course a super gorgeous person would have a nice name like Hyunjin.

‘Thank god it’s not something like Carl or Eustace. Imagine dating someone named Eustace, or moaning like, Timmy or something,’ you thought to yourself before quickly reminding yourself, ‘What does it matter? You don’t have a shot.’

That was the harsh reality. You’d let yourself fantasize while you fell asleep at night, but the truth was you knew it was impossible. You were average-looking at best, so insecure and hyper-aware of what everyone might possibly be thinking about you, and to top it all off: you were still a virgin in your 20’s. How were you going to explain that one to a guy who seemed like he could pull anyone? 

You weren’t. Because there was no chance someone like Hyunjin would be interested in you.

‘Don’t say that!’ you automatically heard Chan in your head like he was living there, too. ‘Don’t ever put yourself down because you’re amazing as you are, and somebody out there will think so too.’

“Thanks, dad…” you mumbled to yourself as you shuffled back into your apartment.

-

“So how do you like the apartment?” Mrs. Park asked after they were caught up on how your first day with their children went.

“It’s so nice!” you gushed. “Thank you guys so much again for doing this for me.”

“It’s nothing, sweetheart,” Mr. Yoon promised, waving the matter away. “We’ve heard all about how you treated Marcus and Maisy and how well their English has gotten, and Donggun and Jiwon loved you so much. We had to do anything we could to have you be Seojoon and Hajoon’s nanny.”

“Truthfully, we don’t trust just anyone,” Mrs. Park admitted. “These nanny sites say all these people are certified, but I’ve heard so many horror stories from the girls at the salon.”

“We’ve been friends with Donggun and Jiwon for years, so we trust their judgment,” Mr. Yoon agreed. “Plus, the twins always seemed happy and healthy when we saw them. We could tell their family adored you.”

Your cheeks were heating at their compliments, and your smile reached your eyes as you held your hands to your chest, “Aw, thank you! That really means a lot to me. Honestly, the boys are such easy kids. Seojoon’s so sweet, and he really knows how to make someone laugh, huh?”

“He really is something,” Mr. Yoon chuckled. “Well, we hope you find your new place as cozy as your last. We understand moving somewhere new can be scary, but everybody who lives at The Brooke is nice.”

“And safe,” Mrs. Park interjected, pointing a finger at her husband and then at you, giving you a pointed look. “Living alone as a woman is frightening, but I assure you, not just anybody can live at The Brooke.”

Yeah, that was something that crossed your mind. Honestly, moving in with three boys was nerve-wracking enough even if your high school best friend knew them. She reached out after her second year of college because her roommate’s brother was Chan, and she told her that he and his roommates were looking for a roommate, and she told you because she knew you were looking to move out of your mom’s place but couldn’t afford living alone. But it kinda felt like pure luck that that worked out. 

But now you were alone. If somebody broke in, there was no Chan to wrestle them to the ground if he had to. There was no Seungmin with his baseball bat that he kept behind his door. There was no Minho there to go feral with a kitchen knife. It was just you, who typically had ‘freeze’ as their fight or flight response – the ‘secret third option’ as you called it.

However, you knew The Brooke was basically for only rich people. It was all elite people who were influencers or businessmen and women, and the like. They weren’t necessarily trying to tell you those people were background checked, but they were basically saying poor people didn’t live there because poor people were the bad people.

Gotta love rich people logic.

But then that made you wonder who Hyunjin was. Truth be told, you weren’t really keeping up with the latest influencers or ‘It’ people. He seemed like he’d be some trendy influencer that a bunch of girls thirsted after, but you figured you would’ve seen him on social media somewhere, right? But he didn’t really seem like a businessman if you were going based off of his aesthetic. Maybe he just came from money.

“The Brooke is full of the best of the best,” Mr. Yoon continued. “Remember that if you ever feel nervous.”

You smiled warmly, “Right, thank you.”

“Alright, we won’t keep you,” Mrs. Park smiled, gesturing for you to follow her so she could show you out. “Go get some rest, okay? We’re glad you had a good first day.”

“I’m really looking forward to getting to know Seojoon and Hajoon more. Have a good night!”

[mcnuggyy]

♡ COMMISSION SUMMER UPDATE ♡

Hello!!! ♡ My commissions are open once again! This time with a few big updates!!! Special Offer, Commission Form, and more available below!

To celebrate my BIG MOVE™️ I am offering a free 5-min doodle to any and all commissioners who have either 1) commissioned me before! 2) have supported me on patreon before or 3) sent me a ko-fi or any other form of support! 

If you are interested in commissioning me you can now fill out a form HERE! (There is a specific option for previous supporters to claim their 5-min doodle reward at the end of the form by providing proof of support!) 

You all are the reason I was able to save enough money to move! Almost 95% of my savings has come from Commissioners and Patreon Supporters so I really want to give back and celebrate this huge milestone with you all!

ALSO!!! Along with the standard commission options I have added a "free for all" option that allows you to help me complete/finish any WIP's/projects I have! This can even include silly little art of my oc's I've always wanted to work on but never had the time/resources!

Finally for those of you interested in my more adult content, I have officially begun archiving my work to cohost! (link below)

TYSM!!!!

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[eemamminy-art]

It's a bit later than I had wanted to open them, but my commissions are open again! They will remain open for the foreseeable future, though I'll just take a few slots at a time before making another post. For now I will be taking 5 slots!

Submission form Prices + TOS

Thank you for your interest!

Edit: Slots are now full! I will reopen again when I finish my current batch of commissions! If you submitted to the form, I will contact you over the next few days :3 If you would like to be added to my waitlist, please DM me!

[drekasal]

JUNE 2024: I will be taking a temporary leave of absence from the 17th to the 24th, so it is unlikely I will be able to get work done during this time. However, commission requests will still be available depending on slot availability, and anything I don't get done beforehand will be resumed when I return!

—※—

At long last, my commissions are finally open once again! Note that this will be a bit of a trial run so that I can smooth over any rough spots, but apart from that, service requests are fully functional, and I look forward to meeting with you all!

First and foremost, these commissions will be done via waitlist, through which you can requested to be added via any of my social handles or drekarys.comms@gmail.com!

🎨COMMISSION TYPES🎨

Sketch will have the quickest turn around time, comprising a polished version of my rough drawings.

Clean Up has a moderate turn around time, comprising of line art and base colors, but otherwise no shading/rendering.

Shaded will have the longest turn around time, with the completed drawing possessing depth and rendering not present in the aforementioned types.

📝COMMISSION FORM📝

Email Subject: "Commission + identifier (user/character's name)

Type: (bust; clean up; detailed background, etc.)

Description: Try and make this as detailed as possible for better clarity as to your request; ideas for pose, setting, expression, etc. Visual references can include drawings, photographs, collages, etc., but if you would like me to create the design from scratch, it will be charged based on complexity (base price is $50)

Paypal/Venmo email

✒️ADDITIONAL CONSIDERATIONS✒️

Dragons, dinosaurs, and anything reptilian in nature are my go-tos in regards to drawing. I do attempt to study all animal anatomy in general, however, and am more than willing to try out out other forms.

Humans I am also willing to do, though they do not shine as much as my creature designs.

Furry and Anthro characters I may attempt (price will not change) but bear in mind they are NOT my forte.

I am more than happy to assist in character design if needed. Price will vary depending on complexity, but the base is usually $50 as a standard.

If there is something you have in mind that isn't shown as an example, do not be afraid to ask me about it! I'm usually willing to try anything at least once! (Emotes, banners, icons, etc.)

🧾TERMS OF SERVICE🧾

PAYPAL/VENMO, United States Dollars $ (USD) — Email: drekarys.comms@gmail.com

Prices are for PERSONAL USE only. I may consider commercial rates in the future, but my commissions will NOT BE ALLOWED to be used as NFTs or other forms of cryptocurrency.

Anything below $100 USD is required to be paid upfront. (Note that this is for when the commission is started, not for when you enter the waitlist.) Full resolution images will not be provided until the payment is complete.

I don't accept works with a deadline.

I reserve the right to reject any commission which I don't feel comfortable with.

Completion time estimated a week to a month (from when I start) depending on complexity and queue.

As long as the artwork is for personal use, you are free to do with it as you will. (If you post it anywhere, please remember to credit me!)

—※—

Refunds are only valid for PayPal and Venmo payments. If you find that you are no longer satisfied with my services, a refund will be distributed based on the progress. A portion of the total price will be taken away depending on the stage the work is currently in. All canceled commissions will still receive a .png file of the artwork in the state that it is.

Sketch (-20%)

Lineart (-40%)

Base Color (-60%)

Shaded (-80%)

Final Touches (At this point, the drawing is almost complete, and a refund is no longer possible)

Ex. A commission of $100 after the PayPal fee is $96.02. If you decide that you don't want my service anymore while it is in the base color process, then it is 96.02 - 60% = #38.41 as cashback.

Lastly, please please please no pressure! These pieces take me quite a bit of time to do, and the less stress weighing on my shoulders, the better for my peace of mind.

If you have any other questions, please don't be shy, and feel free to leave comments below!

[cyndernova]

Commission Form! WAIT LIST

Please go to THIS post for my prices and commission options!

Want to commission me? Great! Just fill out this form and email it to me at the address labeled!

Status: WAITLIST

One commission equals one slot- so if one person orders three pieces, that person fills up three slots. If all slots are taken you can ask to be put on a waitlist.

Slot 1:

Slot 2:

Slot 3:

Slot 4:

Slot 5:

How to order:

Send me an email/PM/put your preference here Include the text form somewhere in the message and fill it with your order info:

GENERAL INFO: Your name: 

Your e-mail: 

Type/category of commission: 

How many characters: 

Any specific wishes/details you want included: 

Background: 

CHARACTER(S) INFO: 

Character name: 

Character personality/description(s): Please give me everything you have on your character that you want me to have in mind when drawing them - also characters from series since I might not know them. You can also send me a youtube link to a video portraying the characters' personality.

By sending this order I confirm that I have read and accept the terms of service for commissioning “CynderNova”.

You can place multiple orders in one mail, just include the above info multiple times.

Please include reference images of your character(s). If there is anything specific you would like me to get inspired from (e.g. environment for background or stock images for poses) please include them as well. If you cannot provide reference for the character (meaning you only have a text description), an additional +X$ will be added to the price. 

Send your order to cyndernova.art@gmail.com

Payment method:

Paypal, Cash App, Venmo only.

[whatnots-world]

Commission Info!

more info under the cut! :)

TOS

By purchasing a commission from me (the artist) you agree to be purchasing my services only. If you have a problem with any of the below conditions, they may be changed if discussed with me prior to paying for your commissioned piece.

Please read the terms carefully:

I, (the artist):

I reserve the right to cancel and refund the order at any time for any reason.

I retain all copyrights over the commissioned artwork.

I will NOT claim the intellectual property (IP) of the commissioned artwork.

I will NOT profit further from the commissioned artwork unless you (the customer) break any of the terms.

I reserve the right to post the commissioned artwork online, in my portfolio as well as in publications such as art books.

You (the customer/commissioner):

You may upload the commissioned artwork on any website and social channels.

You may NOT make profits from the commissioned piece (reselling, redistributing, uploading to POD-services, make prints, etc.)

You may NOT alter the commissioned artwork without my (the artist's) consent.

You MAY be allowed to sell the artwork if it is a part of an Adoptable. Please discuss this with me prior to paying for the artwork.

You retain the rights to the intellectual property (IP).

You may NOT use the commissioned artwork for commercial purposes. The license to the commissioned artwork may be purchased at any point - contact me for info.

How to order:

Send me an email or Pm Include the text form somewhere in the message and fill it with your order info:

GENERAL INFO:

Your name:

Your e-mail:

Type/category of commission:

How many characters:

Any specific wishes/details you want included: Please give me everything you have on your character that you want me to have in mind when drawing them - also characters from series since I might not know them. You can also send me a youtube link to a video portraying the characters' personality. By sending this order I confirm that I have read and accept the terms of service for commissioning me.

You can place multiple orders in one mail, just include the above info multiple times. Please include reference images of your character(s). If there is anything specific you would like me to get inspired from (e.g. environment for background or stock images for poses) please include them as well. If you cannot provide reference for the character (meaning you only have a text description), an additional +5$ will be added to the price. Send your order to oraaopal@gmail.com

Payment method:

Paypal or Zelle only

__________

Status: OPEN One commission equals one slot- so if one person orders three pieces, that person fills up three slots. If all slots are taken you can ask to be put on a waitlist.

Slot 1:

Slot 2:

Slot 3:

Slot 4:

Slot 5:

[kidneyfoundationohio]

Stops on the Roadmap for Kidney Transplantation

A three-part video series was created with the goal to educate kidney patients on the benefits associated with getting listed for a kidney transplant, and to answer questions about the process. In the Roadmap for Kidney Transplantation: Part One, you’ll hear from a transplant nephrologist and a transplant coordinator who help support patients before and after a kidney transplant. They discuss the process to receiving a kidney from a living or deceased donor. 

STOP #1: REFERRAL 

You must be in at least Stage 4 Chronic Kidney Disease to be referred for a kidney transplant.

A referral call to a transplant center can be made by the patient, a primary care doctor, or dialysis unit.

Health records will be requested, and there will be an evaluation of your health insurance and financial coverage (without insurance, the transplant process cannot move forward).

STOP #2: EDUCATION

Once referred, education begins:

Exploring transplant options - living donor or deceased donor

What it’s like to be on the transplant waitlist

What the hospital stay is like during the transplant surgery

What life can be like after transplant

After the education process, you’ll sign a consent form that you want to continue the process. You can change your mind at any time.

STOP #3: TESTING & EVALUATION

Many tests will be done to ensure your overall health, and that a transplant is a safe and helpful option for you.

Tests may include: CT scan, cancer screening, and dental evaluation

STOP #4: SELECTION COMMITTEE

Your health test results are evaluated by a team of transplant professionals. If approved, you’re added to the waitlist. 

STOP #5: WAITLIST

Once on the waitlist, you are waiting for a deceased donor kidney to become available. Average time on the waitlist is 3-5 years.

Communication with your transplant team continues during this time.

Time on the waitlist can be reduced if you find a living kidney donor.

STOP #6: RECEIVING NOTICE

The call that a deceased donor kidney is available could come any day, at any time, so stay ready and accessible.

A deceased donor kidney must be transplanted within 1-2 days.  

You can say no to a kidney at any point, and you won’t be removed from the waitlist.

Watch the Roadmap for Kidney Transplantation: Part One to learn more details about each stop in the process. View a PDF version of the above information here. Questions? Contact Kidney Foundation of Ohio at info@kfohio.org or (216) 771-2700.

[pillowfort-social]

February 2022 Community Update

Hi Pillowfolks! It’s time for a Pillowfort Community Update. If this is your first time here: The Community Update is where we let you know what Staff have been doing behind the scenes, happenings within the community, and a preview of what’s in store for the platform.

Community Stats:

As of February 2022, Pillowfort currently has over 123,900 registered users and 8,700 Communities.

Since September 2021 we have…

Upgraded numerous frameworks & libraries that Pillowfort software is built on to ensure the site’s ongoing stability & security.

Added the ability for concealed users to reblog their own posts.

Began the initial testing phase of our site-wide UI redesign.

Created and added new profile badges and a profile frame to Pillowfort. Click here for details

Built more of our upcoming premium features suite.

Welcome New Users!

Welcome to Pillowfort. We are so glad you are part of our community. If you haven’t yet, check out the Pillowfort101 Getting Started Guide.

5 Year Anniversary Video

We are putting the final touches to our upcoming 5 Year Anniversary video which will include a special Q&A segment by our Founder & Lead Architect Julia Baritz. We’ll make an announcement when the video debuts.

Now Hiring: Experienced QA Tester!

With the UI redesign nearing completion, we are looking for a QA tester to join the team to help us do QA testing on it. If interested, you can also join the team on an ongoing basis. This will be a fully remote, part-time contractor position.

We are looking for applicants who have at least some professional QA experience. Pay will start at an hourly rate of $25, but can be negotiated upwards based on your past rates and experience. Please email us at info[at]@pillowfort.social with your resume and any other details you'd like to provide if you are interested! Feel free to ask us any questions you may have.

Public Release Update

We want to remind users our team has decided not to re-open unlimited free registrations again for now. Instead, we will be introducing an automated rolling waitlist during 2022. What this means is we will allow a certain number of free registrations per day, and anyone who signs up for this waitlist will receive a free Pillowfort registration key when space is available. The ability to join via paid keys & user invitations will also still be available. This will simply be a third option for people wanting to join that allows our site to grow in a more controlled manner.

By switching to an automated rolling waitlist we can allow the Pillowfort community to stay fresh and active while also ensuring our team can keep pace with the demands of maintaining & providing for our growing user base.

Help Us Keep the Lights On!

At Pillowfort we do not receive any funding from venture capital or other outside investors because we are committed to keeping our user experience a priority, and not being beholden to outside interests.

While we are given more freedom to retain our ideals and content guidelines our team is met with many challenges, such as limited resources, because we do not receive investor funding. As of this writing we have received a fraction of the cost of our current expenses.

Our survival depends on the generosity of our community until we can implement a long-term business plan such as our premium features suite.

Please consider supporting us with a one-time or recurring monthly payment to help keep Pillowfort online. Any money donated to us now will be applied as a credit to your account when we release paid features & benefits in the future.

Bug Bounty Update

We are still offering a Bug Bounty. If you find a bug on the site, particularly one that could pose a threat to the security or functionality of the site, contact Staff through our Contact form or directly at info[at]pillowfort.social. If you are unsure if we received your report, send us a DM to the Staff account here, or DM one of our social media channels to check on the status.

Note: We sometimes do not receive all notifications from users on other social media. DMing the Staff account on Pillowfort to check on the status is the preferred method.

The first individual to notify us of a certain issue will be eligible for monetary compensation, depending on the severity of the issue found and the information provided.

Coming Soon

Here is a look at the new features scheduled to be released sometime in 2022. The following list is not in any particular order.

Complete Site-Wide UI Redesign.

Various Improvements to Communities.

Better functionality for uploading & arranging pictures in posts.

Premium Features Suite.

Post Queue & Drafts.

Two-Factor Authentication.

Improved Blocking Feature.

Multiple Account Management System.

Follow Us on Social Media

Interact with Pillowfort Staff, ask questions, plus learn about upcoming features and more on social media.

Pillowfort: Staff Facebook: Pillowfortsocial Twitter: @pillowfort_soc Tumblr: pillowfort-social

A Special Thanks

We want to take a moment to thank you for your continued patience, encouragement, and support. Our team is all hands on deck to get the site-wide UI redesign ready for our user base. We are so close to completing it. We hope you will love our makeover as much as we do.

Our team is eternally grateful for all of our users, both old and new, who have made Pillowfort their home. Stay tuned for new features and improvements coming down the pipeline in 2022.

Best,

Pillowfort Staff

[artharakka]

My commission waitlist is open!

I promised to open commissions during summer, but individual requests to be added to my commission waiting list have kept me busy. So, here’s an updated commission info and a public announcement that my waitlist is open. Currently I have a couple of works in process and a couple of commission inquiries, so I won’t be able to take new commissions immediately, but send me an email (artharakka(at)gmail.com) if you’d like to reserve yourself a spot in my next commission batch! I might not be able to answer immediately, but I’m adding new commissioners to my waitlist in the order they have contacted me.

Requesting a place on the waitlist is free and doesn’t put you under any obligation!

All prices are in euros (€)

Ask if you have any questions, if you want to see more examples, or you would like an artwork done with some of my other styles. I’m also open for comic commissions! More info under the cut:

HOW TO COMMISSION ME:

Contact me via email: artharakka(at)gmail.com and tell me: a) Style (painted, line art, tarot, realistic…) and whether you want bust, waist up, or full body artwork. b) Do you want additional characters, more detailed background, or does your character have a very detailed outfit etc. (these cost a little extra), or if you want a greyscale picture (costs a little less). c) Details of your commission: character description, other information you think is important, and reference images (if you have. Even simple ones are good but if you don’t, I can draw from a description). NOTES: I’m willing to work on custom budgets and other styles as well. I’m also a background artist so your commission doesn’t need to include characters at all! So, if you would like just a moody picture of your character in the distance or just a painting of a location for your worldbuilding or dnd project, I got you! Send me an email and we can talk about price etc.

When we have agreed on the details, I will send you an invoice via PayPal. a) Remember to tell me your PayPal email address so that I can send you an invoice once we have agreed on the commission and price! (I do not accept payment through any other way than through the invoice you receive from me!) b) I will not start the commission before I have the full payment.

When I have finished the commission, I will send it to you via email as a high-res PNG file. a) You can request other file forms as well. b) I reserve around a month to finish the art after the commission has been paid. As a general rule, the more expensive the art, the more time it takes, so I might be faster or I might be slower. However, if I think finishing a commission will take me more than a month, I will let you know beforehand or as soon as possible.

NOTES:

You can contact me beforehand even if you don’t yet know exactly what kind of commission you want. We can also try to figure out together what kind of artwork you want and what I’m able to do.

I reserve the right to decline a commission (for personal reasons or if I think what you ask is outside of my expertise for some reason)

You can ask to see WIPs if you want to. I usually won’t send WIPs unless you ask me to, or I need to clarify some details.

I can do small changes for free even after the artwork is finished but major changes aren’t guaranteed/will cost extra.

Unless you specifically ask me not to, I might post the commission on my blogs or use it on my portfolio.

[heroes-of-olympus-next-gen]

A baby sent from the Gods

Hello my lovely followers <3. Today's post is about how Nico and Will got Bianca.

3 months after getting married, Nico and Will found themselves trying to fill out adoption forms. After going to visit Percy and Annabeth they thought one baby wouldn’t hurt them. After a weekend of signing every adoption form they could they were ready to take them to the adoption agency.

Out of the blue, Hera and Aphrodite appeared in their living room. It seemed like a strange combination of goddesses to come and visit them.

“We have something to propose to you two. Because you fought well, and you are noble. And most importantly not on top of my hating list.” Hera said. “As I’m sure you are both well aware that I am the goddess of family and childbirth. Aphrodite and I have an offer for you two.” She added.

“As soon as we found out that you were filling adopting forms we felt the need to jump in. We want to give you a daughter. With your own DNA and powers. And blessed from both us and of course from Apollo and Hades. What do you think?” Aphrodite asked. Will and Nico both froze. “I’ll come back tomorrow morning with your answer.” Both of the goddesses disappeared.

“What do you think we should do?” Will asked Nico.

“I want her. I don’t know if we are ready to actually be trusted alone with a baby, but I want her. But I’ll do it only if you want to.” He replied.

“Well, then we agree that we both want her to be our baby.” Will smiled.

The next morning, they gave Aphrodite their answer. She was rather pleased by their answer. She would come back with their daughter on the 26th of March. That gave them something less than 2 months to prepare.

In general, everything went great, figuring what to do with their jobs when she arrived. Nico who was waiting for his PhD to get qualified and hated his current job would stay with the baby at home until he would find what job he really wanted to do.

They decided to keep their baby a surprise from everyone. You know how the whole demigod world works, everything gets jinxed. And they didn’t want to jinx their baby girl.

Two months later Aphrodite returned to their apartment with a small bundle wrapped in a pink blanket. “I generally don’t run this kind of errands, but this cutie right here is a special exception.” She turned to the baby. “She is like a doll. One of the prettiest babies I’ve ever seen. And I’ve been around for a while. Here you go.” She placed her on Nico’s arms. They thanked the goddess, and they were alone with their daughter for the very first time.

She was so tiny, Will and Nico were afraid that they would drop her. “Can you believe that she is ours?” Will whispered to Nico careful not to wake up their baby girl. She had a tiny nose and she looked like an angel when she was asleep.

“I can’t believe any of all this. You and I getting married. And now we have a baby. It just seems so surreal.” Will leaned in and kissed him.

“I love you, Solace” Nico said.

“I know. I love you too, di Angelo”.

“But I love her way more than you.” His eyes were fixed on the small existence right in front of him.

“Same. She is amazing. We’ll watch Star Wars, and we should start reading her Lord of The Rings and I won’t take no for an answer. “ Will said.

“As long as you don’t start reading her that huge Medical book that takes up half of the shelf I don’t mind.”

“Excuse me? Are you talking about Harrison's Principles of Internal Medicine. The literal Bible of Medicine. I thought you wanted to educate her”.

“I think Harrison’s principles should stay on the shelf until she is at least 3.”

“Like you won’t stay up all night reading her The Iliad, Plato and Shakespeare.” Will joked.

“Fine you get your medical stuff and I get Literature.” Nico and Will agreed.

The next morning Nico told Reyna to come over as he had a surprise. Although Reyna was not exactly the biggest fun of surprises, she knew that if Nico was calling her in such rush, it was definitely worth it.

She knocked the door not knowing what to expect. “Hey guys” she said as Nico opened her the door. “So, what was the surprise that I couldn’t miss?” She asked Nico.

“Well, I thought Bianca would want to meet her godmother” Nico snickered waiting for Reyna’s reaction.

“Wait what? What are you talking about?” Reyna replied very confused. Nico led her the way, to the once extra room, she did not know that existed in their apartment, now turned into a nursery. They opened the door and there was an angelic baby girl, with big blue eyes and a Star Wars onesie, cooing in Will’s arms.

“How?” was Reyna’s only question. “When?”

“Aphrodite and Hera. They thought our ‘service’ deserved a reward. Hades and Apollo, also helped.” Will replied.

Nico cleared his throat, "We named her Bianca after, well you know... from Bianca. Do you want to be her godmother?"

Reyna was watching the baby girl. "She is amazing, I am happy about you. Of Course, I want to be her godmother. I’d be honoured" And then somehow Reyna Ramirez-Arellano was holding Bianca and her heart melted. “Besides someone should teach her about Politics and Feminism. She is going to be the president.” Reyna stated the obvious.

“Other two topics are off the list. She is honestly really lucky to have her as her godmother.” Nico said. “There was a waitlist, wasn’t there?” He joked.

“Oh yes. Hundreds of babies will be very disappointed. But Nepotism benefited this one. She immediately got the world’s best Godmother. Jumped on the top of the long, long waiting list.” She gave Bianca back to Will. “My only question is the Star Wars onesie.” Reyna mentioned.

“It’s all his fault. I let him alone for a minute and she started the brainwashing already.”

[imaginationintowords]

**TAG LIST ANNOUNCEMENT/INFORMATION**

THIS IS A MUST READ IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED TO ANY OF MY TAG LIST!!!!!!

I have decided to do tag lists a different way now. Something that makes it easier for me to handle. It’s an easier and simpler way for myself to keep track of who asks to be tagged, and now my newly implemented waitlist. I have created a form, that needs to be filled out if you want to be tagged. That is the only way I will be accepting any kinds of requests to be added to a tag list.

The link provided at the end will also give you more info on how my tag lists will work. So please read it as well.

Will only be accepting the first 30 for Speak Now: TKWBA sequel, then rest will be added to the waitlist if you chose that option.

My permanent tag list is still unlimited as of now.

Also if your tag doesn’t work after three times, you’ll be taken off. I will try and help you but only some accept my help/reply back.

You must also engage in the story you asked to be a part of the series tag list for. I am much more lenient on my permanent tag list. But if you’re on a specific story tag list, you must engage. If not you will be taken off and I will be giving your space to someone on the wait list.

Once you’re taken off a tag list for the mentioned above you’ll have to resubmit a form and be wait listed.

Sorry if any of you think this is unfair, but I think these are pretty fair rules. And it makes it easier to keep track of all the requests. Thank you for understanding.

Tag list form

[atypicalartistsbang]

FAQ

What is the Atypical Artists Big Bang?

It’s a collaborative event where writers, betas, and artists are teamed up and work on a unique fic/art piece. Ours covers any podcasts produced by Atypical Artists. This includes The Bright Sessions and it's spin-offs, The AM Archives, Order and Chaos, and The College Tapes, as well as ARCS, Greenhouse, In Strange Woods, Life with LEO(h), Look Up, and Rebel Robin.

Can I participate?

Definitely! Interest forms will be opening on August 23rd and sign ups will open from September 5th to September 12th. Forms will be linked here once they are open!

How do applications work?

After signing up for this event, the mods will review your application and then dm you a sign up link via Tumblr. While we do reserve the right to deny any application, don't let this discourage you from signing up - this is not a judgment on quality!

If we are initially unable to accept your application due to our fandom cap and artist/beta numbers, you will be added to a waitlist instead. If you are added to the waitlist, we will let you know so you can be on the lookout for an update from us if that changes!

Is there any required social media for this event?

Yes. We are requiring both a Tumblr and Discord account. All communication occurs through the bang Discord server, and we will need your Tumblr to dm you a server link and so you can post your content.

If I want to participate as a writer, how much do I have to write?

The minimum word count is 5k for one-shots and 10k for multi-chaptered fics.

Can I write two fics?

Yes! You may write two fics, in any combination of oneshot or multichap you choose. You may also co-write one or both fics with a partner. Please be aware that the minimum word count for each fic is still 5k for oneshots, and 10k for multichaps. The second fic is required to be from a different fandom to the first and we have a cap in place of no more than 10 fics for each podcast. 

What is the fandom cap?

To help ensure that no one fandom dominates this event, we have limited each fandom to only ten fics. If we see heavy interest in this event we may raise that limit, and will make an announcement at that time! If you apply to join this event as a writer for a fandom that has already been capped, we will dm you to ask if you would like to be placed on a waitlist and contacted first in the event a writer drops.

What if I have a beta and/or artist I normally work with?

In our sign up form, there will be a place for betas and artists to say that they have a pre-established agreement to work with a certain writer! To ensure everyone has an equal opportunity to work on fics, we are only allowing writers to join with a maximum of one artist and one beta pre-established.

What is the multichap post by date?

You are free to post on whatever schedule you wish between your first posting date and the multichap post by date which will be Febuary 25, but your fic must be posted in full on AO3 by that date. Not posting by that point risks your ability to participate in future events.

Is there anything I’m not allowed to write?

We are not allowing explicit rated fics. We’re also not allowing NSFW content, and no glorifying/romanticising of unhealthy relationships (abuse, pedophilia/age difference where one was a minor, grooming, etc.) In short, we don’t allow fics where abuse is presented in a healthy/idealized/romanticized way. This means that we will not allow fics in which excuse or glorify Damien's behaviour. We are also not allowing any x reader fics or RPF (real person fanfic).

Why is NSFW content banned?

In this bang, we will have a zero tolerance policy for explicit discussion of sexual content in order to make the bang friendly and safe for all ages. Within your fic, references to sexual content are permitted, but your fic must abide by the AO3 guidelines for an M-rated fic or lower. M-rated fics will be allowed considering Atypical Artists shows themselves deal with mature and intense themes, but explicit content is strictly not allowed. The mod team will also monitor M-rated fics to ensure they are abiding by our rules on sexual content. If you have any questions, you can always contact the mod team.

What about crossovers?

We will not be allowing crossovers including characters from outside any Atypical Artists media, though crossovers within Atypical Artists are definitely allowed (i.e. a crossover between Look Up and In Strange Woods would be totally fine to include characters from both). AUs of other fandoms that feature characters from Atypical Artists inside that universe are also completely fine. Regarding the fics per fandom cap, crossovers between Atypical Artists shows will only count towards the fandom with less fics.

What do I need to prepare for my synopsis/What info will be available for each fic at claiming?

Each fic will have a working title, the author(s), genre, AO3 rating, trigger warnings, pairings, word count, artist specifics, and beta specifics. There will also be a short plot summary and a 100-300 word excerpt.

What type of art can I make?

We accept any type of art, whether that’s traditional or digital art, edits, moodboards, playlists, title cards, podfics, or more! We'd love any artists who are interested, no matter what type of art you do!

Are there any requirements to being a beta?

Nope! We will be asking authors for what they would like from betas and listing this in the claiming document and also encourage you to communicate with your writer on what help they would like. Beta work could include aiding with characterisation, fixing punctuation, checking canonical events, etc. @shelbychild— mod for @tmabigbang— has put together a guide for betas linked here.

What if I am a minor and feel uncomfortable working with adults, (or I am an adult and feel uncomfortable working with minors)?

When authors fill out their fic synopsis forms, they will be able to say that their fic is minors only or adults only, as well as any other trigger or content warnings that apply to their fic. When we open claiming, artists and betas will have full access to all of this info, and be able to make their choices from there!

I have never participated in a bang before, and I have absolutely no clue what to expect.

Don't worry, that's completely fine! We're very happy you're considering joining out event! Mod Cai ran an event earlier this year which has a handy guide to big bangs for beginner participants, linked here. It should help answer questions and soothe any concerns!

Where can I see/read the fics/art?

We'll start reblogging everyone's final works onto this blog at the end of the bang! Everyone will be assigned a posting day and time slot and a collection will be made on AO3 to compile all fics.

[writerpeach]

Room For Dessert

Momoland Ahin x Male Reader

4197 words

Categories: smut, bathroom sex, daddy kink, dirty talk

18+

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Read on AFF

Read on AO3

It was supposed to be a romantic night. 

It took two months to get a dinner reservation at one of the most prestigious restaurants in downtown Seoul, a place that claimed to be more than just about food, but an experience, which made you roll your eyes but enough friends and co-workers recommended it to give it a shot. 

You had dressed your best, wearing a nice pressed shirt, slacks, and expensive shoes, while your girlfriend Ahin had picked a more...different route and decided to wear the tightest, shortest dress in her wardrobe. White-colored with roses everywhere did not make the outfit or her any more innocent. 

The restaurant was packed, a tiny building with no more than eight tables, it became apparent one of the reasons for the long waitlist. 

You entered hand in hand with your Ahin and felt eyes staring, mostly at Ahin which wasn’t a shocker. She was very easy on the eyes - blonde, gorgeous, and a deadly body. 

You were seated at a small round table by a large window, being on the third floor you had a beautiful view of the city at night, although it was nothing compared to the pretty blonde across the table.

An hour in, it became hard to concentrate on your food. Peering from her side, Ahin’s eyes were a mixture of innocence and sin. One second they were soft and sparkling, the next they became full of lust, flashing bedroom eyes in a place where that was the last thing on your mind. 

“What?” you asked, as you continued eating but couldn’t help but feel like you were the meal by the way Ahin stared at you.

“Nothing, you just eat well,” she replied, feigning a purity to her words. “And not just food, either,” she added with a smile, and you nearly choked.

This was how things always went. 

It was bad enough dealing with her constant teasing, but she had to wear a dress that barely covered her up, her dress involuntarily hiking up to show off her wonderful thighs and was so low-cut her tits were practically spilling out and needing to breathe. 

“You should eat.” 

“Oh, I will but I’m waiting for something more delicious,” she said, and you can’t say you didn’t see that coming from a mile away. 

“Can I get you two anything for dessert?” You were thankful for the interruption, but before you could say another word Ahin spoke up.

”I’d love something sweet...and sticky,” she told the waitress innocently, but yet you knew there was nothing innocent at all about her. 

“Right away, ma’am.” 

“It’s not good to be eating something so sugary this late.”

“I can’t help it, I love sweets. And you know how much I love having cream inside me.”

She was going to be the death of you. 

The waitress shortly returned and placed a delicious looking slice of yellow cake down on the center of the table, decorated with sprinkles, white frosting, and caramel icing. 

“Thank you,” Ahin told the waitress as she grinned playfully at you. Not wasting a second, grabbed the plate towards her, forgoing the use of the two forks placed as she used her fingertip to scoop up a bit of the vanilla frosting. You knew what was next. 

With a smirk a mile wide, she brought her finger to her lips, licking the frosting clean and making sure to leave just a smidgen on the corner of her lips.

“I think I have something on my face. Can you get it for me?” Ahin asked.

You sighed deeply, not wanting to play into her trap and simply handed her a napkin. She frowned and tossed it aside, licking her lips instead. 

Ahin made a show out of eating her dessert, every bite into her mouth full of pure raw seduction. You admired how hard she was trying and simply enjoyed watching her struggling to claim a reaction out of you.

When you had enough you leaned over to Ahin’s side of the table and aimed for a kiss, faking her out as you pivoted your face into the side of her neck. 

“You’re not getting away with this,” you whispered. 

Ahin giggled innocently and averted her attention. She grabbed her phone, her fingers swiping over keys frantically and moments after you felt a buzz inside your pocket. She gestured for you to check your phone but you refused.

“It’s rude to use your phone at the table, baby. Need to say something to me?” 

She didn’t speak, but her lips moved and you could tell what words she had formed.

“Ruin me.”

“Not until we get home.” 

Ahin huffed. “You know...I'm not wearing any underwear,” she boldly said, folding her arms and grinning devilishly, always trying to up the ante. 

“Is that supposed to surprise me?” you asked. To Ahin, underwear was something she wasn’t particularly fond of, and you would have been more shocked if she had any on. 

“No, but it would be a shame if I accidentally dropped something and the whole restaurant saw my bare ass, wouldn’t it?” Right on time, you heard the clang of silverware hitting the cold floor. 

You had enough. Before she had a chance to do anything you grabbed her wrist, leaving enough cash on the table to pay for both meals and a little extra and got the hell out of there. 

“Where are we going...daddy?”

Ignoring her favorite pet name to use you dragged her away, squeezing her hand until you found the perfect place, a large metal door with a sign that said bathroom. 

Not even bothering to check to see if other people were around, you shoved the door open and made sure it was empty before holding it open for her.

“Get in,” you demanded, and she complied without delay. The door slammed shut behind you loud enough to cause the sound to ripple throughout the walls. 

“You’re cute when you’re angry, daddy,” she said as you leaned up against her body, pressing her up against the wall.

“Angry? I’m not angry,” you said as you cupped one side of her pretty face. 

Ahin didn’t believe you with the way she reacted with a grin that was plastered on her stupidly gorgeous face.  

“You didn’t lock the door.” 

“And I’m not going to,” you said harshly. Your only regret was this was a private bathroom, you’d love nothing more than to make good use of a less private stall. 

You could sense the tension in her body as you considered a thousand different ways to use her, running a hand down her shoulder and felt the soft skin of her body as you considered what to do with her. 

“Are you going to fuck me, daddy?” Ahin asked. 

You denied her an answer, sliding a hand in between her thighs and feeling the wetness of her cunt already, confirming the lack of underwear. She was freshly shaved, every inch of her mound smooth as silk as you teased her folds with one fingertip, threatening to enter her and stopping just before giving in to her desire.

“No...I'm going to make you beg.” 

Using your knee to spread her thighs open, Ahin’s breath hitched as you slipped a finger inside her tight hole only for a moment before withdrawing it out. It also didn’t surprise you to find your finger covered in her slick. 

“You like being such a slut in public, don’t you?”

“You caught me,” she smirked, but her confidence was shattered as you felt up one of her warm, creamy thighs, inching closer to touching her pussy again but stopping short at the last moment as she instinctively whined. 

That sound you had heard before meant she was breaking already, letting her guard down without a struggle and melting at your every touch. 

Before you could even touch her pretty pussy again you could feel her thighs becoming damp, trying to close them around your hand but you kept them forced open.

Ahin was a messy girl, to say the least. Her apartment had a closet dedicated to spare sheets as she was known to ruin them without warning, turning herself into a water fountain without an off switch.  

With Ahin’s confidence draining you kept the pressure, kissing her luscious neck in several spots before rushing to pull the straps of her dress down. Licking her neck just once, you yanked the top of her dress down to expose her marvelous chest, her full round breasts bouncing as they were freed. You salivated at the very sight of them. 

You felt your pants tightening as you stared at her juicy tits, her pretty nipples swollen already and bright pink and you were hungry for your second meal of the night. 

Ahin gasped as you touched her, fondling her huge breasts in the same way you had done dozens of times. Hearing her moan softly was pleasing to your ears as you squeezed and massaged them, you never got tired of playing with her tits. You never got tired of how heavy and soft they felt in your hands, fingertips sporadically teasing her pretty nipples to earn another moan. 

Licking in between her cleavage, you kept up the obsession with her breasts as you brought your lips to her chest and traced the outline of one nipple before sucking harshly on it, switching between the two. It didn’t take long before her nipples were drenched in spit and you found yourself back in between her legs, one finger than another, feeling her warmth on your fingers but barely moving as her entire body twitched. 

“D-daddy...” she whined. She was yours now. 

“Yes, princess?” you asked as she tried moving her hips to ride your fingers. You made sure to pump your fingers inside her as slowly as possible to deny her the full friction really needed. Had she not acted up earlier she’d be gushing already all over the bathroom tile for sure.

It’s easy to see why Ahin did this, why she spent so much time trying to get a rise out of you if this is what she got in return. 

Finding a rhythm you pumped faster inside Ahin, feeling her walls squeezing your finger as she moaned breathlessly. She was doing a lousy job of keeping quiet, but you weren’t sure if she couldn’t control herself or just wanted to rile you up. 

That wet squelch of your fingers fucking her hole echoed alongside the bathroom walls, finding her spot with ease and curling inside her as her pretty moans increased. Your fingers were soaked, her slick coating them and dripping down her thighs and Ahin looked so damn beautiful like this.

She could barely keep her eyes open at this point, her arms down by her side as she tried to scrape her nails into the wall, desperate to hold on to anything as she felt her abdomen tighten.

You worked a third finger into her very tight pussy, feeling her juices leaking all over your hand as you rubbed her clit, her walls tightening with each pump of your fingers. 

She was close, you could see it in her eyes and you could hear it, she needed just a tiny bit more.

But you weren’t going to give it to her. At the last possible moment you pulled your fingers out abruptly and she almost came untouched. 

“D-daddy!” she whined, and you smiled brightly at her. 

“Only good girls get to cum,” you said, giving her needy pussy a handful of slaps before removing your hand from her thighs. 

“That’s not fair,” she whimpered. 

“Oh, I think it’s plenty fair given your actions.”

“I was just trying to spice up dinner. It’s not my fault you’re no fun.”

“You wanted fun did you?” you said, running a hand through soft strands of Ahin’s pretty golden locks. 

If anything you wanted to rip that dress completely off her tight sexy body and force her to walk out of here bare ass naked, but you really liked this place, and getting kicked out was the last thing you wanted. 

“Then suck my fucking dick,” you hissed, grabbing the back of her head and guided her down until she knelt in front of you. With her lips smiling wide she quickly unzipped your pants and yanked hard, taking them down with your boxers and released your cock. 

Her eyes lit up as your cock ended in her small hand, licking her sinful lips as she stroked you and licked your length at the same time. 

“So fucking hard already, daddy,” she smiled as she jerked off your cock, planting several sloppy wet kisses alongside your shaft in admiration. 

“Then do something about it.”

Giving one more kiss on your tip, Ahin licked stripes up and down your heavy balls before taking you inside her warm mouth. You moaned loudly at the feeling of her soft pouty lips wrapped around your cock and she went to work. 

“That’s a good girl,” you told her as she took you halfway in already, keeping a hand stroking you as her lips did their magic. 

“Feels so fucking good. Such a good little slut aren’t you, sucking me off in a bathroom?” 

With her mouth currently occupied, Ahin couldn’t answer verbally, but her eyes showed she loved what she was doing. She slurped and slurped, sucking sloppily and keeping her eyes wide open to see your reaction, keeping her mouth on your shaft as her head bobbed up and down.

“It’s nice having you quiet for a change. Should really have you do this more often.” You smiled proudly as you held on to her head with both hands, pushing her gradually down towards your base and feeling her throat tightening as you felt the back of it. 

“That’s it, baby, take it all.” 

You groaned as her lips met your base, keeping eye contact as you felt her wet mouth deepthroat every inch of you with ease, stuffing her mouth full of hard flesh. Ahin didn’t need any adjustment as she withdrew her lips and slammed herself back down, taking all of you again and again and found a rhythm, moaning around your shaft as you felt warmth and wetness enveloping every inch of your cock.

“Fuuuck...” you moaned and gasped as Ahin continued sucking you off, guiding her movements as she gave the most phenomenal blowjob. Loud messy slurps accompanied her sultry lips as her tight warm mouth moved from tip to base in one satisfying stroke, sliding up and down without a hint of a gag reflex as saliva dripped from her mouth.

Your cock inside her warm mouth felt like heaven, her tongue working against your underside to create even more pleasure, watching the look in her eyes as she swallowed you down her throat. There was more than enough happening to finish you off herself, to take pleasure from her without any in return, but you wouldn't be satisfied, not until she was a mess. 

Regrettably, you pulled her off your shaft as saliva spilled out of her mouth. She looked rather disappointed as she stroked your cock furiously, grabbing a handful of your sack and fondling your balls. 

“They’re so full, daddy,” she said as she tenderly kissed each one, licking and slurping away greedily and hungrily.

“Alright, that’s enough. Time for me to have some fun.”

You grabbed both hands as you lifted her up to her feet, taking a second to gawk at her body. Her anticipation was high as you hiked her dress up, lifting her up and grabbing her ass as you pinned her against the wall like she was an expensive piece of artwork.

She gasped and never felt so wet between her thighs. “Fuck me, daddy,” she begged, wrapping her arms around your neck, with desperation etched on her features. 

“Do you deserve that?” you asked as you teased your cock through her soft silky folds, collecting her wetness on your shaft. She nodded without a word.

“I don’t think so. Maybe I should just finish um all over that pretty face without even letting you feel me.”

”Daddy, please…” she whined.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me, daddy. Please.” 

Every desperate word out of her mouth matched the pleading expression on her face. 

“Please daddy...I want to feel that big throbbing cock fucking me senseless and stretching out my tight little pussy. Please, please fuck me, I’ll be a good girl I promise.”

Ahin being reduced to begging was your favorite thing in the world. You looked at her, enjoying the need and wanton desire in her eyes. Without a second of warning, you shoved your cock inside her tight pussy all the way deep, earning a loud shriek as you filled her up with every inch. 

“Oh my god!” 

“Careful baby, you don’t want someone to hear you do you?”

“We both know the answer to that.” 

Moving at an agonizing pace, Ahin’s tight walls swallowed you inside her as you started to thrust, her pussy squeezing the life out of your cock as you began fucking her up against the wall. Plenty wet, hot and tight around your shaft, her cute whimpers and moans filling your ears were just the thing you needed as you kept her tight hole full of your cock.

“God, you’re fucking big, shit.”

“You’re so tight and wet. Acting like a slut turns you on this much?”

“I’m not acting.”

You both smiled, and you kissed her for the first time of the night, muffling her moans as you exerted more energy in your hips.

It took several thrusts for Ahin to adjust, breathing heavily already. She was so wet and becoming wetter with each deep thrust, the way her pussy wrapped tight around your cock and refused to let go, there wasn't a better feeling. 

"Daddy, pound me," she pleaded. 

You had your fun with her and didn't see any reason to deny her request this time. Building up the pace, you gradually fucked Ahin harder, earning louder and deeper moans as you buried your shaft deep inside her pretty tight cunt, setting her sensitive nerves on fire. You kept her tight body pressed up against the bathroom wall, keeping a tight firm grip on her ass as you drove yourself into her, hearing her moaning beautifully into your ears. 

"God you’re so deep, so fucking deep,” she moaned and you kept your eyes glued to her, watching the pleasure overtake her body. 

“You like when I fuck your pussy like this? You like when I use you in public like a dirty little slut?” 

Ahin’s bliss kept her from answering, the pleasure wreaking havoc on all her senses as she rested her head on your shoulder, wrapping her luscious legs around your waist to help take some of her weight off.

Neither of you were a stranger to messing around in public, but the thrill of anyone able to come into the unlocked bathroom while you were balls deep in your girlfriend wasn’t any less hot.

“Y-yes, daddy, fuck me just like this! More daddy, fuck me harder!”

You were going to fuck Ahin hard enough that anyone left inside the restaurant would hear her. Squeezing her ass even more, you slammed harshly inside her and pistoned your hips, finding the right angle to slam into her cunt with. You could hear how wet she was before you felt it, her juices leaking everywhere, dripping down your balls and her thighs, leaving a mess on the tile floor. 

“You’re so fucking hot, I can’t stand it. I love how your pussy feels.” 

“I’m so glad, daddy. I love what you’re doing to me, I’m so fucking wet. Don’t stop, even after you blow your load in me.”

She had such a filthy mouth and you loved it. Her tightness was overwhelming, clamping down so firmly on your dick as you pounded into her, it was amazing you’d lasted this long. 

The rawness of the situation, the public setting, the way Ahin was constantly moaning into your ears, it was far too much. Your cock was drowned with her juices, the rhythm constant as you fucked into her tight hole as harshly as you could, her big tits bouncing with every thrust that rocked her slim sexy body.

With every entrance into her, Ahin grew tighter and tighter, setting off signals that she was approaching climax. 

“D-daddy, c-can I cum? P-please?” She had learned her lesson, and you didn’t feel a need to deny her again. 

“Of course. All over my cock, princess.” 

You could sense her relief as her limbs tightened around your body, becoming an absolute mess as her pussy tightened almost painfully and pulsated around your shaft. Her breathing became heavy and deep, throwing her head back as she came all over your shaft.

You kept the motions going and fucked her through her orgasm, not letting her recover as you selfishly chased your own pleasure. Keeping her tight body in your arms, squeezing the soft flesh of her ass you kept up the moments in your hips, letting her feel every inch.

Letting the last fleeting moments of pleasure take control of your body, you savored the hot flesh of Arin’s slick pussy as you slid inside and out at a pace you couldn’t keep up for much longer.  

“I’m gonna fucking cum,” you growled, harshly pounding into Ahin as deep as you could, the sounds of skin slapping loud enough to be heard outside. 

“Fill me, daddy. Please, I need it dripping down my thighs, cum inside your little slut.”

Her begging was the exact encouragement you needed, giving everything as you continued to fuck her against the wall as long as you could last. 

You suspected anyone outside could hear, maybe they didn’t care, or maybe they were outside with their ear to the wall. Either way, you wanted to finish before someone showed up, and you weren’t intent on drawing this out.

The final moments felt eternal. You and Ahin staring into each other’s eyes, waiting for that peak to hit, for you to explode at any point. It was beautiful as it was hot.

Your breathing stalled and you couldn’t take it anymore, throbbing inside Ahin as you deposited your load deep inside her pussy, groaning loudly enough for anyone within range to hear. She watched the contorted expressions on your face, as you pumped as many times as your body would let you as you filled Ahin to the brim with hot cum, her tight pussy milking every last drop out of your shaft. 

Ahin had never looked so satisfied. You kept yourself inside her for as long as you could take it, but the weight of her body in your exhausted state was too much as you let her down gingerly and pulled yourself out of her as her limbs unraveled around you.

Trying to catch your breath you detached from one another, Ahin’s legs felt weak, and you watched proudly as your load leaked from between her flushed thighs and began dripping down.

“I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk out of here,” Ahin said with a smirk as she fell to her knees. It so happened that she was at the perfect eye level to your cock, sucking you clean as she played with the remnants of the hot load that was still inside her freshly fucked pussy.

“I’ll carry you if I need to, but we should get out of here, we defiled it enough,” you said, dressing back up and trying to clean up as best as you could. There weren’t enough paper towels in the world to clean what you did to that bathroom.

Ahin pulled herself together with the limited energy she had left, pulling her straps back and her dress down, checking herself in the mirror.

“You really ravaged me,” she smiled tiredly upon seeing her messy disheveled hair in the mirror and deciding against fixing it. 

“Can’t say you didn’t deserve it.” 

“Oh, I definitely did.” 

“It’s a shame we’ll have to wait another two months to come back here.” 

“We don’t need a reservation for you to fuck me in the bathroom.” 

“You make a very good point.”

You were scared to even open the door at this point, slowly letting it creak open as you took a peek. Not a soul. Seeing Ahin on spaghetti legs, barely moving and fatigued you quickly picked her up and carried her to the car, not wanting to dawdle.

“One of these days we’re going to get caught,” you said, helping her sit inside the passenger side. 

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

She kissed you as she buckled in, you closed her door and headed to the other side. 

Starting the car, you looked at Ahin in her post-sex afterglow, still beautiful as ever.

“Are we heading home?” she asked weakly, still feeling the effects of the night.

"No...not until I have my dessert."