#this verse is juicy to me

[forlibcrty]

all the bridgert*n talk on the dash, perfect time to think about mid-fifties connor in england dealing with all this.

[juicyyyboxxx]

My fav lil ink blot

[thermoskind]

i do need to talk about spiderman: across the spider-verse because it's been rotating in my brain all day.

i love miles so much and i feel so bad for how alone he felt in this movie. he wanted to pursue an education that might lead to finding a way back to his friends! and then he finds out they all have interdimensional travel figured out and just. didn't visit him? and then just blow after blow between finding out he'd been deliberately excluded from this spider-person society, being told that letting some people die (including his dad!) was more Correct than trying to save everyone, being told he shouldn't exist and that he's responsible for events far beyond his control, it all just broke my heart. i'm so impressed with his strength of character to keep his promise to his mom to protect himself, to keep his promise to his uncle to keep going, in the face of so many people, some of whom he loves dearly, telling him he's wrong.

this is one of the many reasons i also love hobie brown! he's extremely cool, his one-liners are amazing, and it's so important to me that he's in miles' corner. this story is leaning so hard into precriptivist narratives ruling the multiverse so strictly that characters within it are convinced they need to enforce 'canon events.' hobie is explicitly anti-establishment, and what's more established than spiderman canon?

i'm a huge sucker for stories about characters trying to escape their narratives! it often ends in tragedy! but it doesn't have to be! between how hard miles is fighting back against the story he's been told is inescapable, and the title of the next movie being 'beyond' the spider-verse, i'm so excited for miles to succeed!

other stuff that was cool/i am thinking about: trans gwen real and i loved the backgrounds and colour schemes in her world!

the spot was a very funny villain in this, his design had the perfect proportions to be vaguely unsettling, and i love that he started off as this slapstick goof and by the end he was genuinely sinister.

it took me way too long to catch on to miles not being from earth 42! this should have been evident from the first movie since the spider was glitchy, but i was v slow on the uptake. this meant i had my jaw on the floor when it became clear that miles was in a universe with no spider-man, it was such an effective twist for me.

i definitely have more thought and feelings but idk that i can articulate anything else right now.

[bipherpol]

are there gonna be any other sibling reunions in this verse or is it just gonna be nico siblings and asl?

the intention is to focus on nico siblings (any asl will be shoved to the background because they are not the focus of this, i'm just a sucker for ace&sabo)

i might just make a general sibling reunions fic for fun later though.

[silksworn]

ABILITY CHECK : persuasion (or deception) !

Cold, hard-packed earth gives way to reveal the treasure Iraestra has been searching fruitlessly for days for. A ghost of a smile, brief and jagged, skitters across her face as satisfaction blooms heady in her breast. The giant's bound bones are exactly as Balthazar's notes had described them to be; covered in his haphazard runes, only a little ruined by age but still intact enough for her to make use of. Promises of power pour from the marrow, sweetly licking at the edges of her consciousness. They yearn for purpose. She will give it to them.

Iraestra sets to drawing the circle she will need, aware of the weight of eyes upon her back the entire time. How tiresome. The Blade watches her as if he expects her to grow a second head at any time.

"I know what you are thinking, and I must tell you that I have been despised by better then you, Blade of Frontiers," she says. She rises from the ground to survey her work critically, circling the exposed grave with light steps. Her hands begin to weave the spell into the air, dark smoke pouring from her fingertips.

"Rise," she croons to the bones in her mother tongue. "Serve."

Iraestra rolled a (14 + 10 Persuasion) 24 ! / @limpfisted

The spell lingers sharply, crackling energy a cthonic mantle about her being. "You would be wise to not take me lightly," she turns to address Wyll again. "Wiser still not to make of me a foe."

Make a [SKILL] check!

[cderiva]

desperately need to write curse/curse-like!maria more, especially the verse where she was human at some point.

[clochanamarch]

i wanna WRITE but DAMNIT IDK WHAT TO BE WRITING

[dreamertf]

Role Reverse

/muscle drain, muscle growth, straight to gay, dom to sub, sub to dom, masculinization

/Was on metabods and was inspired by this story

Jack and his roommate Cas weren't on great terms. Jack had moved in a few months ago, finding Cas through a listing on craigslist-- only the listing didnt mention that Cas was a complete bigot. Since the first day of moving in, Jack had been tormented by the tall jock. Cas egging him on for being trans and gay. The daily berating was getting annoying, and Jack wanted to move out but the lease wouldnt be over for a few more months.

As he was doomscrolling tiktok he got an ad for some sort of new social media app called Facets that seemed targeted at gay people.

Facets; each lens creating a new reality

He stared at the app as it downloaded, going through the preview pictures. The way the screenshots were presented made it look like there was some built-in ai photomanipulation that changes your pictures based on your tags. It made sense. Everyone was insanely attractive on the preview photos, inhumanely so.

Creating his account he had to input his information, it felt like a dating app.

Jack Engoff

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 210

Body type: Chub

Position: Verse

Gender: Trans Masc

Scrolling through the app, it was just like scrolling through the previews. Everyone was insanely hot.

Jack decided to get back at Cas a little, have a little fun. He knew that the jock fell asleep in the living room last night after getting home drunk, so he had complete access to him.

Sneaking quietly he stood in front of the behomoth on the couch, his breathing deep and heavy as his pecs rose and fell rhythmically. His thick muscular legs spread, revealing his huge member.

Jack hated how hot he was, he looked like all the other guys on the app.

He took a picture as he thought about what tags to put.

#bottom #skinny #powerbottom #twink #short #sub #femboy #wanttobedominated #thirstybussy

As he pressed post, the loading screen glitched out. Suddenly, a picture of a cute twink appeared. Short 5'5" lean frame with a bubble butt. His waist is small, and his face brimming with feminine masculinity. His previously spread legs were closed as his small dainty hands covered his crotch, his huge ass pointing up- his face down in the couch. He was practically swimming in his clothes, even though they had shrunk to accommodate his new body.

Jack loved seeing his tormenter brought down a few pegs, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't turned on.

---

He looked up in shock as the small twink in the photo manifested in front of him. His breathing wasn't heavy anymore, slight movement to his narrow shoulders as he slept peacefully.

Suddenly he heard slight muttering and moans come from cas.

"Oh Jackie.... im so tight.. please you're ripping me apart!" He moaned, his voice high pitched and sensual.

Jack was immediately turned on, he didnt know what to do.

If this app was able to do this, what could he do to himself?

He took a selfie as he formulated the perfect tags.

#powertop #dom #cisman #himbo #jock #bodybuilder #hugefeet #giant #hugeverywhere #model #abs #jawline #irresistible

He hit post as he ran to the bathroom to see his changes.

His patters became thuds as his feet grew out to size 15s.

He felt his bottom growth lengthen as it turned into a fully functioning penis, becoming thicker as his balls dropped-- becoming huge and juicy. His top surgery scars disappeared as he lost all his fat, his muscles defining themselves, becoming that of a god.

His broad shoulders pushed themselves out as his shirt completely disappeared, leaving his huge juicy tits in the cold air. His torso elongating as his abs popped into existence. He smiled as his adams apple dropped and became more prominent.

He flexed in the mirror, smiling as his face became extremely symmetrical and handsome. His curly hair grew out a tiny bit on top, giving him a lusty edge.

"Jackkkkkk is that you? Whats happening i feel so weak..."

He heard a voice come from behind him, standing in the doorway was Cas, dazed and confused.

Inside Cas was screaming, was he that hungover? Why was jack so much bigger than him.

"Hey baby" Jack said in his deep voice, as he spoke Cas immediately got hard-- his small two inch dick parely tenting his shorts.

Jack picked Cas up easily, kissing him as he brought the shorter man into the bedroom.

"I heard you muttering in your sleep, if you wanted me that bad why didnt you say?"

Cas blushed. It was undeniable how hot Jack was, but he wasn't gay! Cas leaned back in bed as the giant 6 foot 8 giant stood before him.

Seeing him in such a compromising position made jack's huge member immediately come to attention.

As he pulled down his sweats it flopped out, leaking warm goey thick pre as his giant foot long soda can wide dick ached for Cas.

Cas gasped, leaning forward as he felt an irresitable urge to worship Jack's body. Licking up the pre with his tongue as jack grabbed him by the hair.

"Good boy, keep licking and maybe ill fuck you."

[aethon-recs]

This Week in Tomarrymort (15 – 22 August 2024)

Wow, a lot of amazing updates of ongoing fic this week! And even some double updates for a number of fics!! So much to read! 🎉

As before, these are all either ongoing Tomarrymort fics that I’m subscribed to or one shots that I found while browsing that were updated in the last week. My goal is to compile these lists on Fridays, so that everyone has lots of juicy fic to read going into the weekend 🤍 I find myself missing updates all the time, so I hope this will be a helpful compilation of updates of ongoing fic that you may have missed! Happy reading. 

Last week's Tomarrymort weekly: 7-15 August 2024

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Tomarrymort One Shots and Completed Fic

One Shot | Dream of me by @jjaegerb0mb 

One Shot | A Snake Love Story by sparrowshellcat

One Shot | All Will be Equal by sparrowshellcat

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Tomarrymort Ongoing Fics

Chapter 65 of draw me after you (let us run) by @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger

Chapter 4 of The Unintentional Consequences of Prison Reform by @badluck

Chapter 4 of the scar remains by @noctelier

Chapters 4 and 5 of Anytime, Anywhere, Always by @moontearpensfic

Chapters 111 and 112 of Liquida Tenebris (Remastered) by @dymis

Chapters 29 and 30 of Part One - The Solitude of Suffering by @iseliljathedreamer

Chapter 39 of you're a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature (finger-bangin' my heart) by @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger

Chapter 13 of Learning to love by @l-archiduchesse

Chapters 1 and 2 of How Not to Kidnap a Mafia Boss by @sri-verse

Chapters 3 and 4 of Saint Harry by @alenablack @chaos-bear

Chapter 6 of Do It Over by @marrythemonstersao3

Chapters 4 and 5 of His condition by @ciacconne

Chapter 18 of What In Me Is Dark, Illumine by @telelli-writes

Chapter 4 of For If I'm Going Down, I'll Take You With Me by @apocryphalzenith

Chapter 8 of Cocytus by @xenomorphology-ao3

Chapter 3 of These Fragments We've Shored by @rowena-rain

Chapter 19 of Time Stumbler by Wintumn

Chapter 10 of Catching up by lemonchase

Chapter 2 of perfect boys with their perfect lives by @duplicitywrites

Chapter 12 of Outrunning the Villain in You by @zenyteehee

Chapter 36 of With a resolute heart by Act_Naturally

Chapter 2 of midnight train by @girl-with-goats

Chapters 1 and 2 of Dreams Beyond Blood by @hikarimeroperiddle

Chapter 18 of Occultation by TimaeusKosmou

Chapter 1 of quid pro quo by marshall_1300

Chapters 1 and 2 of Thin Skin by @iseliljathedreamer

Chapters 1 through 3 of Fate's Coffin by @noxxytocin

Chapter 1 of a pound of flesh by @ictyn

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[spicycinnabun]

another ficlet from the same verse as i’m sorry, christofern 🪴

~

Eddie unbuttoned the top two buttons of his dress shirt. He couldn’t breathe. The waiter was sneering down at him—at his piercings, tattoos, fingernails blackened with polish and chipping. He didn’t belong at this fine establishment, and it was noticeable to everyone.

The piano man was going to town playing a Beethoven Sonata near their table, and Eddie was this close to shoving him off the bench and showing him how to play some real fucking music.

But Steve was also sitting across from him, looking suave with his hair combed back like an old Hollywood movie star. He was beaming at Eddie, and Eddie was helpless to it.

Even if the menu was giving him a goddamn heart attack, and he was trying not to keel over behind it as Steve ordered the lobster bisque—to start.

Eddie ordered the garden salad.

Steve gave him a weird look. “You sure that's what you want? I thought you didn't like salad.”

“I’m sure,” Eddie said. The salad wouldn't demolish his wallet like any of the things that actually sounded good. “I’m turning over a new leaf. Eating healthier.”

“Uh-huh. You’re already as skinny as a string bean. I don't think you need to eat healthier. You probably need to eat more."

“No can do. I’ve become a slut for vegetables.” Eddie grinned. It was maniacal. “Can't resist a big, juicy cucumber in my mouth.”

The waiter left, looking deeply disturbed, and Steve kicked him under the table, blushing. “Eddie! Jesus.”

“What? Can't a man freely express his joy for deepthroating gourds?”

Steve choked on his water, putting the glass down hastily as he coughed. “You’re such a…” He didn't finish that sentence, but Eddie could fill in the blank.

💚🌱🌿💚

Their first course came, and Eddie pretended to like his salad.

“Yeah, you really look like you're into that,” Steve said, stirring his soup.

Eddie swallowed hard. “It’s absolutely succulent, Steven, thank you.”

He absolutely hated it. The slimy vinaigrette, too.

“Oh, man. Look at that string of pearls,” Steve said, letting it go as he pointed over Eddie’s shoulder. “I’d like one of those.”

Usually, Eddie was the one lacking manners. “Kinda rude to point at people, baby.”

Also, pearls? Eddie was going to be in the red right after this dinner. He hoped Steve wasn’t expecting those any time soon.

Steve laughed, dropping his hand on the table. “No, I’m not. Look.”

Eddie turned in his chair, then groaned in realization when he saw what was hanging from the ceiling.

Steve wasn’t pointing at some woman wearing a pearl necklace. He was geeking out over a fucking plant. Even in public, he was a devoted plant daddy.

“We can get you one of those,” Eddie told him. Steve wanted a pearl plant? Done.

Steve leaned back in his seat, assessing him with his warm brown gaze. Eddie tried not to squirm. “What?”

“You don't like it here.”

Eddie balked. “I like it fine—” he started, then deflated a little under Steve’s skeptical eyebrow quirk. “Okay, I don't like it here. But you do, right?”

“It actually kinda reminds me of my parents.” Steve’s nose wrinkled. “I just wanted to have a good time with you and treat you to something special, but it backfired on me.”

Oh. Hell.

“Hey, it didn't backfire, sweetheart,” Eddie told him, voice low. His hand twitched. He wanted to reach across the table for Steve’s but knew he couldn’t—especially not here. Here, they were no more than friends.

“You wanna ditch and go get a pizza?” Steve asked, nails scratching along the crisp white tablecloth like he was thinking the same thing. “We can catch the next creature feature at the drive-in. Eat on the hood of my car?”

Eddie sighed, feeling his entire self relax. “Oh fuck yes, please. Let’s go.”

They grinned at each other and got up, slinging on their coats. They paid for their half-eaten meals. Neither of them tipped the snooty waiter.

Steve caught his hand in the parking lot as they walked to his car. It was risky, but the walk was less than a minute. They linked fingers.

[murdrdoll]

My GOD I just had the cutest idea….

Joey who picks out makeup for you whenever he goes shopping for it. You’re lazing on the couch after a workout, flipping through TV channels when he pokes his head into the living room and shoots you a loving grin.

“Hey doll, I need to grab more setting powder for the show tomorrow night. Wanna come with?”

You groan, lolling your head onto the back cushion.

“I would but my legs are jelly and my circuits are fried,” you sigh, motioning to your head. He feigns a pout, slinking into the room further and leaning against the wall.

“Can I tempt you with an added trip to that Mexican place down the block?”

Now you do consider this - but MAN were you exhausted from the week, and errands weren’t something you were looking forward to (even with the promise of a fat juicy burrito.)

“Sorry hon, as great as that sounds, I’m spent. I think I’m just gonna stay in for the night. But thanks,” you bat your lashes at him sweetly. He rolls his eyes and huffs in mock-defeat, but smirks.

“Alright fiiine. You want me to pick anything up though? How are you doing on blush? I know you mentioned that you were looking to get a new one the other day - Or eyeliner? You did say your pencil was on its last legs…” his brows furrowed at his attempt to recall what may be on your beauty shopping list, his icy blue eyes gleaming with focus. You giggled, and his face lit up.

“Yeah if you could grab me a new pencil that’d be sweet. I’m good on my blush for now though.”

“Gotcha- which brand again, doll?”

You paused, contemplating the question. As much mileage as you got from your current pencil, you weren’t a big fan of how easily it smudged - and the added on fact that it was more irritating to your waterline than other products you’ve tried before. A sudden idea popped into your head, and a smirk tugged at your lips.

“I’ll let you pick. You do seem to be the more well-versed expert on this subject between the two of us… respectively, y’know?” You chirped. He chuckled, shooting you a wink.

“Then I’ll make sure to get you something good - still want takeout, by the way?”

Your head perked up at this, and you grinned excitedly. He took this as a yes, popping up from the wall and moving to lean over the back of the couch, his hair hanging down and tickling your nose.

“Your usual I’m assuming, doll?” He muttered in a sickly sweet (yet somewhat sultry) tone, leaning closer to your flustering face.

“Yes pleaaase,” you giggled, blowing at a dangling red strand. He smirked, leaning down and pecking a line down from your forehead to your lips. Your blush had to be evident as he pulled away, trudging over to the counter and swiping his keys before making his way over to the door.

“I’ll be back soon then. Don’t go disappearing on me,” he announced as he swung the door open and stepped a foot out.

“Oh trust, I wont. And thank you, doll.” You emphasized your mock, to which he simply rolled his eyes and winked at you before slinking out into the sunny afternoon.

You chuckled, already back to your channel search as you awaited his return.

[sandwitchstories]

Not-So Malevolent Shrine

Welcome back to more adventures in Mouse's Mini-verse! I just can't get enough of these two together!

For more adventures with Mouse and Dad!Sukuna, check out my Daddy Duty Series on my AO3 - Here! )

If you prefer to read this story on AO3 click here !

Author's Note: For anyone new to my Dad!Sukuna Series, Mouse is Sukuna's, currently, 2 year old daughter with reader.

Summary: Upon hearing Mouse yelling something in the backyard Sukuna heads out there to investigate. As per usual when this father and daughter combo are left unsupervised, hijinks commence.

WC: 1101

CW: reader is referred to as 'Mama' but not described, toddler dad Sukuna, girl dad!sukuna, true form Sukuna (4 arms), it's pretty much just plain Dilf Sukuna fluff and crack, SFW in every way, just family fluff, father and daughter fluff, I love them together, baby's first attempt at curse techniques

“Ma-leb-pu-tent Shine!!! I said Ma-leb-pu-tent SHIIIINE!!!.... Shine please and Thank you?”

Sukuna headed outside, curious just what his daughter was doing and even more curious about who she was talking to. He found her standing in the yard, doing what looked to be the toddler version of his palm sign for Malevolent Shrine. Ah, so that’s what she was trying to say.

“Mouse. What are you doing?” he asked, startling her and watching her whip around to face him.

“I tryin’ to do shine like Papa does but it no want to come for me. I even said please and thank you,” she told him with a frustrated look on her face.

“It is shrine not shine.” He stopped in front of her, towering over the toddler with his arms crossed. 

“I says that.”

“Why do you have a need of Malevolent Shrine, brat?” he asked, lips pursed as he waited for an explanation.

“That,” she turned and pointed behind her.

Sukuna saw the decent sized watermelon sitting in the grass a short distance away. He glanced down at her and asked why she had not done what should obviously have been her first choice before trying to unleash shrine. “Why didn’t you just ask Uraume or your mother?”

“No! Papa! Uhm… they no know…” she scratched her little pink head as she looked up at him.

His daughter may be a thief but at least she did not lie. He smirked down at her, “They told you to wait until after dinner, didn’t they?”

“Yes… but  starving Papa. I no have a tummy mouth but my tummy is empty and hungry, Papa!” She looked up at him with big huge pleading eyes.

Sukuna sighed before kneeling down on one knee. He reached out a hand and gripped her arm, pulling her closer with a gentle but firm tug. He tapped the tip of her little turned up nose when she looked up at him. Time to set her straight. Better do it while she was still young.

He kissed her forehead and turned her around so she was in front of him facing the watermelon. “Since the watermelon is only 1 thing and it has a small circumference-”

“Whats a cir-cub-prince?”

“Circumference. Its how big a circle needs to be. Notice how the watermelon is not very big?” she nodded. “That means it would be better to use a single slashing attack. Now, Do you want slices or chunks?”

“Chunks, please and thank you, Papa!” she said in a tone of victory, cheering her little hands up.

“Alright. Then this is what you want to use. Dismantle!” he moved his hand and the watermelon fell apart into perfect cubes.

“Thank you, Papa!!” Mouse bolted from his arms towards the juicy pile of green and pink contraband. She jumped up and down, squealing with delight before leaning down to grab a piece in either hand and come running towards him. She held up a piece to him. “You have some too, Papa!”

And wouldn’t luck have it that the moment he sunk his teeth in he heard your voice from behind. He didn’t have to look to know your hands were on your hips and your face was pinched in frustration. “What do you two think you are doing? You’re going to ruin your appetites!”

“Uh-oh, Papa!” Mouse said in a loud whisper to him. “She got her stink face on. We in big trouble.”

If you had heard her words or seen his face when she said it, he knew they would both be did. Even if not a single word she spoke was a lie. It was the perfect description for it. “Go get a piece for Mama. I’ll try to smooth it over.”

“Okay, Papa!” she nodded and took off running while he stood to face you. “I came outside to find her trying to use Malevolent Shrine to cut the watermelon she admittedly stole. But don’t worry precious one, I have corrected the error of her ways.”

“Here, mama!” Mouse said as she came running back, holding up a piece for you and eating a fresh new piece in her other hand.

“Oh you did?” You asked him, taking the watermelon from Mouse. You looked down at her and brushed bach hair from her eyes with your fingers. “So Papa already talked to you about how stealing is bad?”

“Nope! Papa taught me that to make little chunks you need to use dibanedele not Ma-leb-pu-tent shine. Because of the cir-cub-prince of a watermelon,” she explained as she held onto your robes with her sticky free hand.

You glared at Sukuna who just shrugged his shoulders. “I told you I corrected her on the error of her ways.”

“Papa is the best Papa!” Mouse laughed happily, blissfully unaware that you were conjuring the image of squashing her father’s head over and over and over again in your mind. She ran off to get more melon. 

“That’s your version of correcting the error of her ways?” you grumbled as he smirked. You shook your head, a small smile tugging at one corner of your lips. “I should have known before I even asked.”

“Mama, Papa! Come have more with me, please and thank you!” Mouse called, gesturing with her hands for you to join her.

You once again found yourself adopting the ‘if you can’t beat them, join them’ mentality with a sigh. You grabbed one of his hands and gave it a tug,  “Come on, we better go help her. There’s too much evidence there for her to eat all of it by herself and Uraume will be looking for that watermelon soon.”

“You want to teach her to eat the evidence of her crimes but I got the stink face merely for correcting which technique she needed for that situation?” he arched an eyebrow at you. 

Your eyes narrowed on his face. “Excuse me? Stink face?”

“Don’t be mad, precious one, it describes it accurately.”

You laughed and let him pull you in for a kiss. You cupped his face with your hands, letting him kiss you softly several times before you pulled back. “I supposed my having a stink face pairs well with your being a stinky head.”

“Ouch,” he said, screwing up his face and letting you go.

“Ouch in deed, ouch indeed. Now come, my beloved, we must go assist our little delinquent in covering her tracks.” It was a  life full of craziness that you led, but there was nowhere else you would rather be and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[ohimsummer]

poly! satosugu verse!

✰—smut/suggestive; ✦—angst; ☁︎—fluff; ꩜—crack/silly

— series separate from any other poly! satosugu i write, set in a modern/non-sorcerer au (unless stated otherwise), sometimes there’s shoko x reader, early 20s, lots of flirting, it’s supposed to be (mostly) subtle, really just some small snippets I thought of

✎ . . .❝NOT GONNA SAY SOMETHING?❞𓂃 ✰

— geto on the hunt for a one missing gojo and y/n

✎ . . .❝IT’S DISTRACTING.❞ 𓂃✰

— fingers fiddling on geto’s leg makes him hard distracted

✎ . . .❝WELL, THAT’S MIGHTY HARD TO DO.❞ 𓂃✰ + ꩜

— suguru geto likes to pinch you

✎ . . .❝ SATORU, BE NICE! ❞ 𓂃꩜

— you used: dessert. . .a wild satoru has appeared!

pink juicy couture tracksuit

— head empty just satosugu fantasizing about fucking you in your tracksuit

✎ . . .❝ KISS ME, THEN. ❞

— a first kiss with satoru <3 𓂃☁︎

✎ . . .❝ PICK UP, DAMMIT ❞ 𓂃✰ + ꩜

— shoko helping you out with a recent purchase!

✎ . . .❝…YOU LITTLE THIEF! ❞ 𓂃꩜

— a thief (you) has snatched satoru’s phone at the roller rink

✎ . . .❝ NAUGHTY GIRL. ❞ 𓂃✰ + ꩜

— sequel to “YOU LITTLE THIEF!”, where satoru corners you for his phone back

✎ . . . WHAT A STEAL! 𓂃☁︎ + ꩜

— sashisu like to steal borrow your things!

✎ . . .❝ WRONG CHOCOLATE, DUMBASS! ❞ 𓂃꩜

— you can buy satoru’s silence with chocolate 🍫

✎ . . .❝ —IT’D BE THE ONE WITH THE BREEDING KINK. ❞𓂃✰ + ꩜

— new lore dropped. suguru learned: pregnancy!

interact HERE to be on the poly! stsg taglist :3

[brainlicking]

Roman - Avatar of the Stranger

The Stranger manifests as objects pretending to be humans, like mannequins, wax models and taxidermy, and is often connected to skin, faces, clowns, and identity.

My first illustration for the Sides as TMA Fear avatars!

Finally! After what feels like forever I've finished this piece and wow did this become much grander than I initially anticipated, though I suppose that's to be expected with Roman 🎭

The text in the background is a verse from "I've got no strings" because the Pinocchio reference was too juicy in this context. That's also while Roman's emblem has a whale now, it's Monstro!

Image ID under the cut

[ID: An illustration of Roman Sanders from the waist-up as a life-sized, stringless marionette with a ventriloquist dummy’s mouth. His prince outfit is painted onto his body and his lips are painted red. He is posed with his arms held to his left, his left hand at eye-level and his right hand at chest level. Roman’s eyes are wide with pitch-black pupils, staring directly at you. His teeth are distinctly human and not made of wood.

Behind Roman is a large, modified design of his emblem, the shield now depicting a golden tragedy-comedy mask on the top half and the bottom half depicting a sperm-whale among red waves. On either side of the emblem are dark-red, drawn back theater curtains. At the very back is a wall of golden text on a black background. The text is repeating the following verse from the song “I’ve got no strings” from Disney’s, Pinocchio.

“I've got no strings To hold me down To make me fret, or make me frown I had strings But now I'm free There are no strings on me”

End ID]

[yerimbrit]

[flufftober day 24, wc: 523] - farmers market : m. danielle

THE HEART OF DOWNTOWN is as bustling and lively as ever, children running around and couples in love. it’s late afternoon, and you and danielle are one of those couples in love, walking hand-in-hand to the source of the busyness—the farmers market.

it’s something that the two of you’ve been planning to go to for a while now, but haven’t found the time to, with classes and work and whatnot. other days, neither of you wanted to leave the comfort of your bed. with today being a rare free day, not to mention rare motivation, you decided to set out for the depths of the city.

“strawberries,” you read the sign aloud, pointing with your unoccupied hand, then turning to your girlfriend, “want a sample?”

danielle grins at you and nods, “you’re doing an awful job at promoting.”

“don’t be a hater, mojune,” you shake your head, heading towards the stall with the strawberry sign. the owner of the stall greets you with a bright smile, gesturing towards the samples for you to take. you and danielle take one each, taking a big bite of the juicy fruit, humming in content at the sweet and sourness seeping into your taste buds.

“we can’t go back there,” she nods to herself, “you’ll have to hold me back.”

you laugh, but squeeze her hand. “don’t worry, i think we’ll have to hold each other back from getting more samples.”

the two of you walk around, trying more samples and commenting on the taste of each fruit or vegetable. you actually did need to hold her back when it came to the carrots—that girl can be quite crazy for them. once, she hesitated when choosing you over carrots, and you’re starting to think she was serious about choosing the vegetable over you. 

out of the corner of your eye, you spot a vendor selling flowers, and while your girlfriend wasn’t looking, you went to go buy a bouquet of pink and white chrysanthemums. you weren’t really versed in flower meanings, but the girl at the stall was cheerful when you said it was for your lover, saying that they mean love, loyalty, and admiration—all things you feel for danielle. 

as you get back, you surprise the girl who is probably looking around for you, presenting the wrapped bouquet to her with a proud look on your face. “surprise, dani.”

danielle gasps, hands covering her mouth until she enthusiastically brings you in for a hug, thanking you a million times, taking the flowers from you. “thank you, y/n, oh my gosh, these are so pretty!”

“pretty flowers for a pretty girl,” you add, shoving your hands into your pockets and smiling at the beaming girl. she glances at you, then at the flowers, then brings you in for a sweet kiss on the lips. some bystanders coo at you as they walk past, you’re in the middle of the street but this moment makes your heart swell with love and joy. you separate, and danielle sniffs the flowers once more before taking your hand in hers again.

“i love you.”

you grin. “i love you more.”

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a/n : i want flowers from someone i like wtf

[star-suh]

Santa Tell Fuck Me 🎅🎄

Kang Yeosang x Male Reader

cw: verse dom-ish yeosang, verse reader, daddy kink, unprotected sex, breeding, sex toys, ass stuffing, rimjob, blowjob.

an: sorry for the corny dialogue lmao. also happy holidays everyone !!♡

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december 24th in the morning, yn was preparing everything for ‘santa's arrival’; "incredible how you, a grown ass man, still believe in those things" wooyoung laughed out loud mocking the other. "idiot in this family they have always done this, i have no fucking idea why they do it knowing that santa doesn't exist... however i think it's kinda cute” he said while accomodating the socks and some letters.

“why don't you ask santa for a good cock, then? we can't end this year without a good fucking” wooyoung added. yn looked at him dumbfounded but decided to follow up the joke by writing 'dear santa, i want a good fuck tonight'.

yn spent the whole day outside the house with wooyoung, visiting friends and family. finally, midnight arrived and yn went home, amazed at what he found there in his living room.

there he was, santa in flesh and bones, but he was different from the santa that everyone knew, this santa wore a sleeveless vest showing off his strong oiled arms “i heard someone here was looking for a big, hard candy cane” he says grabbing his big bulge “where's that ho ho hoe?”.

“no fucking way, you're real?” yn rubs his eyes thinking maybe he's imagining it "damn you're sexier than people think", santa can almost see the drool coming out of his mouth, “what are you waiting for? come here and give this cane some good licks”, santa discarded his pants showing the jockstrap he was wearing. yn quickly knelt in front of him and moved the jockstrap to the side taking his cock out "so big" yn's tongue lick over everything from the balls to the tip, savoring every inch of that juicy cock.

“get on top of me” santa hurried the other, taking off his pants in the process, while yn continued sucking cock, santa adjusted his ass so that it was in front of his mouth and began to suck it.

when it was already wet, santa took out a dildo from his gift bag, which was decorated with the patterns of a candy cane, and inserted it completely into the other's hole, making him moan loudly "shit, very deep..."

the holidays man continued abusing that tight hole, inserting and removing the dildo quickly with no mercy "damn you're going very fast daddy", and just when he heard that santa accelerated his movements and yn noticed how the cock swelled a little more in his hands "so a daddy fetish huh–hngh..!"; "shut the fuck up and keep sucking if you want me to give you your gift, christmas slut!!”.

“now let me give you your gift" santa takes yn down from his lap to slap his hard cock against the palm of his hand and spits on the tip "what are you waiting for bitch, sit on it" and yn obeyed, slowly sliding on santa's thick meat.

yn pushed himself hard on it; “damn boy, you acting so desperate as if this was the last dick you've ever take in your life” santa growled feeling the pleasure of being squeezed by a tight warm hole, “it's not the last one, but it's not every day you get to ride santa.

After what felt like hours, santa locked his strong arms around yn tightly and with a few last strong thrusts all his seed was shooted inside the boy, some of it dripped down santa's shaft “fuck that's a whole year of cum inside you boy, and you were able to keep it inside like the good slut you are. i think you deserve another gift” as he finishes saying that, santa spreaded his ass cheeks showing his pink hole to yn, making his mouth water “fuck really?” questioned yn, still not believing what is happening. “uh-huh” santa nodded “i think tonight i won't ride my sleigh… i'll ride you instead..”

santa was tight as fuck, it was so tight that yn came seconds later after the first thrust “don't stop until you unload all that sperm inside your balls on me, you hear me bitch boy?” yn nodded and kept fucking him. yn used some of the cum in his ass as a lube.

santa's ass hole was so wet and agape after many loads dripping down his legs and when yn thrusted some of it splashed on his torso and santa's back. they were a hot mess of cum and sweat.

santa resumed on fuckin yn but this time he introduced a long strip of anal beads decorated as christmas’ three balls “it feels so weird… i feel so full..” yn cried feeling the overstimulation hitting him “shh just enjoy it’ santa pressed his index finger on the other's lips while introducing his cock inch by inch.

in the next hour santa didn't kept fucking yn, despite the other's pleas, he didn't stopped until he fills him with his sperm again. he came inside again, pulling out his cock seconds later after riding his high. then without warning, in one swoop, the christmas man took out half of the anal beads from the poor boy's ass "motherfucking santa that hurts", santa just laughed "sorry boy i got carried away.. but now it's your job to get the rest of them out of you. push as hard as you can".

yn pushed and pushed, one by one each bead came out of his ass, dripping with semen, "damn it seems like it was snowing inside you" santa joked, tapping yn's ass to make him push faster "there are only a few left”, santa said.

the last one came out, the long strip of beads fell to the floor over a pool of semen "the best gift i have ever received in my life" yn whispered feeling satisfied, falling asleep on the floor right after.

the next morning he woke up and, feeling no pain, he thought that everything from the previous night was a dream until he saw a letter on his nightstand. "if you're wondering why you're not in pain, it's because i took care of it. i'll see you next year on christmas" there was also a cute drawing of a face winking, at which yn just smiled. he kept the letter in a secret place in his room and left to meet wooyoung to have breakfast.