#twintaileddragon

[47-reasons-to-thirst]

Hi! Do you post your fics anywhere other than tumblr? (Ao3, wattpad etc.) just curious :D

I post to A03. I haven't posted in a while, well not anything hitman related at least. I jump fandom to fandom leaving destruction in my wake

[deejayembeegeebeast]

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Last Song: From Here by CloudNone !! This has been stuck in my head for days!

Currently watching: YouTube :D I mostly watch spooky videos about analog horror or ARGs

Three ships: oof uhhh AngelDustxHusk, uhhhhh PowerpuffGirlsxRowdyRuffBoys, uhhhhhhh RarityxAppleJack 😭😂

Favorite color: disgustingly bright basically neon orange, like specifically the clear plastic bubble wand containers when they shine in the summer sun. The kind of orange that fucks with your eyes when you look at it for too long and you're not even sure of the color anymore

Currently consuming: wotor but I want coffee 😔 specifically that ice cream blended coffee they serve at Baskin Robbins

First ship: Jack and Sally obvi lmao

Birth place: Southern California

Current location: Southern California

Relationship status: single

Last movie: uhhhhh ooh I don't remember, does 4 hr long deep dive videos about ARGs count 😅

Currently working on: I'm halfway thru my shift at work :P other than that I have school work and I'm doodling in a coloring book :)

Thank you for thinking of me!!

Tagging: @carbomcoco @twintaileddragon no pressure!

[headoverjojo]

Surprise ::Bruno Bucciarati x Fem!Reader::

Waiting for a pizza, gonna write a fic in the time it takes to get here

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"Come on," Started the Ex-cop. He leaned against the table with a sly grin. On the other side of the table was his friend and boss, sitting utterly impassive and stone faced. "You can tell me. What are you hiding?"

"I have been tortured before, Leone," Bucciarati started confidently, "I've kept my mouth shut under far more intense circumstances and there is no man alive that could get information out of me-"

"I have your girlfriend on speed dial."

"Alright, let's not be hasty now," Bucciarati warned, "Fine, but you can't tell anyone." The man stood, reaching for the zipper on his neck and taking his jacket off. "She can't find out about this. She'd kill me."

"That sentence is drastically different to what you just finished telling me-"

"Shut up and do not mention this to anyone," Bruno folded his jacked past his shoulders, showing off his upper arm and a new black intricate tattoo. It wrapped around his arm and in the center was stunning calligraphy. Abbacchio smirked, tapping the table as he tried to piece together what he wanted to say. "We briefly talked about this but she wanted to get matching tattoos. She would kill me if she knew I went without her-"

"You got that tattoo big as shit on your arm. Oh that is... wow"

"She's the love of my life," Bruno hummed sweetly, "I can't imagine being with anyone but her."

"That is a very permanent addition," Abbacchio said nervously. Bucciarati pouted a bit. This isn't the reaction he expected to get from his best friend. Abbacchio being upset was insulting but it was for a very good reason. "...I am so sorry that I have to be the one to tell you this.... Her name is spelled wrong." The capo paused, his face contorting to pure horror. He put his jacket back on, rushing out of the room and presumably towards the nearest bathroom. Abbacchio quickly followed.

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"HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED-"

"Breathe Bruno, You can... probably get it fixed... or... removed... Yikes-"

"I must not have noticed in the mirror-"

"To be fair. In the mirror it would have been backwards so I can see how you didn't notice-"

"What am I going to do?" The capo whined uncharacteristically and buried his face in his hands. "The lettering is too tight, I can't fix it. It would throw off the design."

"....Hope that your girlfriend has a reading disability or get that shit lasered off." Abbacchio could only pat the man's back and hope that it was enough. Bruno stared in the mirror with a look that Leone could only describe as Hateful Horror. He knew though that Bucciarati was mostly blaming himself right now. A second later the bathroom door opened. Abbacchio turned around with a nasty scowl but calmed to see Mista and Fugo enter. The distraught capo didn't greet them, still staring at his arm. Seeing their boss shirtless, they assumed the worse, approaching and examining him.

"Bucciarati. The waiter told us you came in here.. are you hurt? Is everything okay... oh.." Fugo trailed off as he saw the new tattoo, quickly discovering the error. Mista looked it over and saw nothing wrong at first. He had to read it a few more times before letting out a hiss. "...That is not good."

"You have to cut that off with a knife." Mista suggested, "Or laser it."

"Both are equally painful." Abbacchio shrugged, "We can get it lasered off without her ever knowing-"

"I got it done hours ago," Bruno groaned, " I have to let it heal for up to 8 weeks before I can remove it."

"Shit, you guys live together. Good luck trying to hide that for 8 weeks." Mista mumbled. The bathroom door opened once more. Narancia and Giorno peeked in and were surprised to see everyone. As they entered another man tried to come in, only for Mista to shove him out of the bathroom with a hand in his face.

"WE'RE HAVING A MOMENT, STAY OUT!" The gunslinger yelled before locking the door. Narancia was marvelling over the tattoo and didn't see the error but Giorno noticed right away.

"Oh cool, you got a new tattoo!"

"Narancia, It's horribly misspelled." Giorno said calmly. "How much was it?"

"A lot," Bruno brushed it off, massaging his temple. "The money doesn't matter."

"Well of course it does," Giorno argued. He was so nonchalant about the situation that Bruno actually stopped for a moment. If anyone could have a good idea, it was Giorno. "The only think you're out is the money. That's so frustrating."

"Um, The money and the fucking arm space," Abbacchio corrected, "It takes up his whole bicep-"

"The tattoo is an easy fix." Giorno's declaration made everyone just stop. Bruno just looked at his boss, eyes full of hope.Leave it to him to save the day. "Just cut off the entire arm."

"Whoa, what?!" Fugo panicked, "You can't just-"

"I agree with Giorno," Mista started, "That's fucked. You just have to throw the whole arm out. Life with one arm should be fine-"

"He doesn't have to live with one arm. I can make him a new one," Giorno confidentiality said. He was absolutely right. Bucciarati let out a relieved laugh, already running through ways of thanking Giorno in his mind. "Just get rid of that one and I'll make you a new one."

"Brat comes through once again," Leone groaned, "Well, it's the best shot we've got. Let's get started with this."

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You had just arrived at the restaurant and made your way to the back where you all normally sit. Seeing your boyfriends empty sleeve dangling and a wine glass slowly morphing into a forearm it was safe to say you were very confused.

"Tesoro," Bruno began sweetly, "It's good to see you."

"What the hell is going on? What happened to you?"

"Just a scratch."

"Just a scratch!? Your arm's off!"

"It's classified," Giorno covered, "No one can know what happened." The men all smirked and Narancia chuckled a little. You examined the scene, tapping your chin pensively as you fit the pieces together.

"...Does this have anything to do with the arm with my name spelled weird on it laying in the alley?" Narancia quickly stopped laughing and everyone turned to him. Abbacchio puffed his cheeks, trying not to swear at the teen. Mista mouthed the word 'fuck' and Fugo clicked his tongue.

"....Narancia..." Giorno began, "...We told you to get rid of it."

"...Well, uh... I didn't want to walk through the restaraunt with a severed arm so I thought I could throw it in the dumpster from the bathroom window-"

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!" Abbacchio finally snapped, "WE WENT THROUGH ALL THAT-"

"You just abandoned it in the alley!?" Fugo weighed in. Narancia began frantically defending himself as Leone and Panacotta descended upon him and you just looked down at your boyfriend who absolutely didn't want to face you right now. You sighed, leaning down to him and flicking the side of his head.

"This wouldn't have happened if you just went with me instead of going on your own."

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Had to end it quick, got my pizza. Is cheese. Is Yum.

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I absolutely love how Gio's reaction is a straight "no prob fam I got your back: let's cut this arm off, I'll make you a new one dw" 😂😂😂😂 oh my God I loved it!! And yum that pizza sounds delicious **

[whitmerule]

twintaileddragon replied to your photo “Starve his message. Do not share his name.  Do not share his video. Do...”

I have no idea who this is about

A terrorist massacre in the name of white supremacy on a mosque in Christchurch, New Zealand yesterday.

But also - any time similar things happen.

[royalblurryfacedbastard]

Hello. I know you’re probably clogged with requests but I was hoping to get one in. I was rushed to the hospital this morning and I’m very scared and I was wondering how Sal would react to finding out his girlfriend was rushed to the ER. Sorry for the oddly specific request

Oh hey! I hope you’re okay, and sorry for the late reply!I think that if Sal found out his s/o has been rushed to the hospital he’d get really really worried, like he’d ask whoever told him about it what’s happened and how long you’ll be at the hospital.He’ll either ask his dad or Lisa to drive him there and if neither of them could drive he’d take the bus or even walk if he had to. He’d also spend as much time with you as possible and he’d also make sure that you’re comfortable and not in pain (even if he has to go fetch a nurse to help you). Lots of hand-holding and calming words will happen.

Hope this is okay! And really, I hope you’re doing fine by now and that you’ll get to go home as soon as possible!

[incorrectsallyfacequotes]

Travis: So I’m supposed to apologize for being myself?

Sal: No, you’re supposed to apologize for being an asshole.

Larry: That’s what he just said…

[spikemuth-post]

i did not know you wrote fanfictions. where can i read them?

All my work is here, well my big works anyway. https://archiveofourown.org/users/Twintaileddragon

My big work that’s fan fiction anyway.

[just-castlevania-imagines]

What is your ao3 username??? Can you share the link?

We as the blog don’t have an ao3, but us mods have our own accounts there, and write for a lot of different fandoms!

Mod Alucard: Twintaileddragon

Mod Medusa: SeleneDarkbloom

Mod Seraph: seraph_writes

Mod Trevor: AnimesFavoriteWeirdo

Hope this helps! ❤️

[twintaileddragon]

Chapters: 8/56 Fandom: Pocket Monsters: Sword & Shield | Pokemon Sword & Shield Versions Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Nezu | Piers (Pokemon)/Reader Characters: Nezu | Piers (Pokemon), Dande | Leon, Kibana | Raihan, Rurina | Nessa, Yarrow | Milo, Onion | Allister, Poplar | Opal, Hop (Pokemon), Melon | Melony, Mary | Marnie, Gym Trainer (Pokemon), Kabu (Pokemon) Additional Tags: Romance, Quick-Together, Mystery, Post-Game, Champion Reader - Freeform, quickly established relationship, Feels Summary:

Leon always spoke of the annual Gym Leader Cruise as if it was pure paradise. It figures that the year you get to finally attend everything goes wrong. The Gym Leaders assumed their annual vacation would go off without a hitch but the boat ends up capsized off the coast of an island shrouded in dark. More mysteriously, the town on it seems abandoned. At least that's what they all thought at first.

Something doesn't want you here and with food running low and no way to contact anyone it seems like you and your friends may just fall victim to it.

[hitmanfanfics]

Chapter Update!

Twintaileddragon posted a new chapter of Duty, Desire, Dalliance (9233 words):

Chapter 5: Changes (2139 words) by Twintaileddragon

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Hitman (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Agent 47 (Hitman)/Reader, Agent 47 (Hitman)/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Agent 47 (Hitman), Lucas Grey, Diana Burnwood Additional Tags: One Shot Collection, Romance, cute moments, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Agent 47 learns feelings

Summary:

It's hard to figure out where you stand when your boyfriend is stoic... and literally engineered to murder unhindered by emotions. Though, he isn't entirely unfeeling, which you learn when he asks you on your first official date. Dating a hitman is an interesting life and as long as you have your complete opposite at your side, you're more than willing to make it work. So begins the chronicles of your strange relationship

[saihara-shuichi-imagines]

Oh Great, I'm late! Shuuichi x Fem!Reader

I have noticed you were busy lately and decided to contribute some content to tide everyone over ^^ your fans love you I hope this helps!(Submitted by @twintaileddragon )

Shuuichi woke up very slowly, his eyes just not ready to stay open for longer than a few seconds. He didn’t even remembering falling asleep on his couch, but that certainly where he woke up. He groaned, trying to pick himself up but his body would rather just quit. He allowed himself to relax again, confident that he had all the time in the world. Without warning, his front door was kicked open and the boy shot to his feet to see his friends Ouma and Kaito dragging a water hose and a long tarp I to his house. They froze, seeing him looking at them from over the couch “What the hell are you guys doing?” “I thought you said he wasn’t home!” Ouma complained, looking at Kaito. “He’s not supposed to be here!” “Answer my question!” Behind them, Rantarou entered, holding a few wooden boards. He too froze, seeing that the shy boy was home. “What’s he doing here?” “Can someone please tell me what the hell you are all doing in my house?” “What are YOU doing in your house!?” Kaito panicked, dropping the garden hose. “I live here!” “We are turning your spiral staircase into a water slide,” Ouma admitted. “Kaito said you’d be out tonight.” “So you just left S/O at the restaurant!?” Kaito screamed. Shuuichi was confused for a moment until your face popped into his mind. Suddenly he was overwhelmed. Without another word he sprang to his feet, running upstairs to his bedroom. “So is it cool if we set up the water slide?” Rantarou asked. “I CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT!” “Geez,” Ouma started, setting up the tarp at the bottom of the staircase. “What does she see in you?I hope you’re not late for all your dates.” “Oh, this is not just a date,” Kaito started, “this is their 6 month anniversary. It’s a very serious milestone.” “Not really,” Rantarou commented. “Turn the hose on.” “Please do not turn the hose on!” Shuuichi yelled from his room, buttoning up his shirt and looking around for a matching tie. “My god, I’m almost half an hour late. She’s probably going to leave me for some playboy billionaire philanthropist or something-” “She’s going to leave you for Batman!” Ouma yelled excitedly. “If I were her I would,” Rantarou commented “He’s probably a better detective,too.” “You guys aren’t helping!” Shuuichi ran out of his room, headed downstairs frantically mumbling everything needed to get ready. “Ugh I haven’t showered, brushed my teeth, got her flowers-” “Dude,” Rantarou said, angling the boards on the stair case. “ you need to chill… also someone pass me the tarp.” “I will deal with this later,” Shuuichi said, gesturing to the half built water slide. “My better half is waiting for me.”

His first stop was the store. He grabbed the most colorful bundle of flowers he saw and headed for the checkout line. With it being a busy night, the lines were all nearly filled. The detective tapped his foot impatiently, gritting his teeth and trying to imagine the best possible outcome. Maybe you forgot too! That would be fantastic. “Shuuichi?” He heard. He looked over and saw Kaede with a small basket of groceries. “Hey, nice to see you!” “Hey, Kaede!” “Date tonight?” She asked, pointing at the flowers. He laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head “Yeah.. I’m um… actually late.” “Oh! Goodness. I hope S/O won’t be upset!” “Neither do I…” as Shuuichi held his little pity party he heard the intercom call someone to a closed register. Shuuichi immediately picked himself up rushing to the newly opened register and handing the cashier the flowers. Things were looking up. When the cashier gave him the total he reached into his pants pocket and…. “Sir?” The cashier asked, seeing the boys face drop. “…. I don’t have my wallet.”

Shuuichi ran back home, bursting through the front door and ignoring Kaito setting up a small swimming pool at he end of his stair case. Rantarou was lounging in the half blown up pool. “Forgot something?” Kaito asked between breathes. “Have you guys seen my wallet!?” “You seem oddly unfazed about what we are doing to your house.” Ouma said sweetly. “Wallet! Now!” “You left it on the coffee table.” “Thanks!” Shuuichi jumped over the couch, grabbing his wallet and heading out of the door.

Okay! Nothing is going to slow him down now! Shuuichi was almost to the restaurant, holding an even bigger bouquet than he picked up the first time and rehearsing his ‘I’m sorry please don’t break up with me’ speech. As he rounded a corner, mumbling to himself, the shy boy tripped, battering the flowers a little and staining his shirt. He was also pretty sure he scraped his knee. He did not care. He got back up, sprinting to the restaurant. He was already an hour late! He weaves through foot traffic, running as fast as possible. Finally. He sees it. At the end of the street he sees the restaurant and waiting just outside it in a short pink dress and furiously checking her watch, was his beautiful S/O. He ran faster, dodging any obstacle but unfortunately, not the couple who just left the target restaurant. Shuuichi gasped, colliding with the couple and running straight into their box of leftovers. Red sauce and pasta flew every which way. The flowers were coated, his shirt was covered and the couple was understandably pissed. As he sat there taking their scolding, you approached the situation to see what was happening and gasped seeing Shuuichi on the ground, looking defeated. He looked up at you, almost expecting you to start yelling too. Instinctively he held the flowers out to you. “Sorry I’m late…..”

Shuuichi loosened his tie, walking to his house with you so that he could cook something for you. It was the least the could do. He spent most of the walk telling you about his evening and continually apologizing for being late and disheveled. As you both approached his house, you laughed. “You went through all that for me?” “Of course. I love you S/O… I understand if you’re angry, though.” “Shuuichi, so you were late. It’s alright. I think you more than made up for it,” you joked, flicking pasta off his shoulder. As you both approached the front door, neither of you noticed the stream of water escaping the bottom of the front door. “So… you’re not mad?” “Absolutely not. I could never be mad at you, you dork.” You hugged him, nuzzling your nose into his. He grew red, noticing how close you were to each other. His hands moved to your hips and he moved in to kiss you….

Before he could the front door burst open, a huge wave of water flooded the front yard. Ouma came out of the house, riding the large wave with Shuuichi’s coffee table. As the water died down, Kaito looked out of the front door, wearing a snorkel. He noticed you and Shuuichi lying in the front yard completely drenched and smirked. “So. How was your date?”

I hope everyone likes this ❤️ you may need to edit it a little bit because I typed it on my phone and it may have auto correct errors.

(Edit: So amazing!!! Holy shit I love this!!!!!)

[ao3feed-yurionice]

What do You Want to Do?

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2iDbVDS

by Twintaileddragon

She's from a family with a history of athletes but that's not her dream. Can he change her mind though?

**Written by someone who has never seen Yuri on Ice!**

Words: 1445, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Yuri Plisetsky, Katsuki Yuuri

Relationships: Yuri Plisetsky/Reader

Additional Tags: Romance, Oneshot, I have never seen Yuuri on Ice!, But I will attempt anything

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2iDbVDS

[headoverjojo]

I am seeing if I can write a fic in the time it takes to redownload a game I want off steam so here we are: Bucciarati's team takes care of a duck.

"Just try... one more time," Fugo pleaded. He pointed to the mostly blank page before him, trying to urge the other teen to work. "It's simple division."

"Huh? Isn't that an oxymoron?" 

"So, you know what an oxymoron is, but not what 9 divided by 3 is, Narancia?" The teen just nodded in response, humming to himself as he thought. On the other side of the table, Mista and Abbacchio were talking about the weather. The teen stared at the numbers on his paper, trying to put the whole puzzle together at once instead of taking it piece by piece like Fugo was suggesting. Abbacchio and Mista looked over at the archway to their right, just in time to see their boss walk through. Mista greeted him warmly but Abbacchio was beyond confused. 

"How is he doing?" Their boss asked sweetly, taking a seat beside Abbacchio. Fugo answered without looking up, thus missing what Leone was gawking at. 

"Terribly. We're taking it piece by piece."

"He'll get it, soon."

"Hey, Bucciarati," Mista started, "Did you ever have trouble with math?"

"Well, I-"

"Is no one going to bring up that Bucciarati is holding a fucking goose?" Fugo and Narancia finally looked up. Sure enough, the capo was cradling a fluffy white bird in his arms. It was looking around quizzically. Fugo looked at it for a moment before scoffing.

"Abbachio, that's a duck."

"That's all you have to say?"

"Mimsy is in fact a duck," Bucciarati said calmly, petting the little creature on the head. It gave a happy quack and Narancia was now completely enamoured with it. "Vincenzo is out of town. He asked me to watch his pet duck."

"Vinny owns a duck?" Mista started, leaning over the table and staring at Mimsy like she was an alien. "...Does it bite?"

"Mimsy is a she and yes, watch your fingers-"

"Please tell me you aren't going to be carrying that thing around all day."

"Of course I am, I promised I would watch her."

"Can I hold her?" Narancia begged, giving Bruno the sweetest puppy dog eyes. Bucciarati just smiled, handing over the confused duck. The moment the duck got into Narancia's arms it lurched forward, biting the teen on the nose. He promptly dropped the fowl and the little duck began to waddle in circles near the table. Bucciarati didn't seem too concerned, just giving a light chuckle. 

"Don't take it personally, she bit me when I met her, too. I actually need to take her for a walk soon-"

"You aren't seriously going to walk about town with a duck on a leash.... are you?"

"I can't believe you're walking that thing on a leash around town." Abbachio lamented, walking 5 feet behind a very serious Bruno. The little duck was dragging Bruno around the street of Naples and the capo simply greeted everyone as normal. His team didn't accompany him on his babysitting job, except for Abbacchio and Narancia.

"Wow, look at her go!" The teen commented, excited at the adorable running duck. "I like how ducks waddle when they run."

"People are staring at you."

"Let them stare," Bruno said happily, "Mimsy is exploring her town."

"This is weird."

"Abbacchio, Mimsy is my responsibility." Bruno started, pulling the duck back to him. She seemed offended to be stopped but tapped her little feet on the ground as she waited for Bucciarati to continue their walk. "I have to take care of her. I have a duty to this town and these people and when I'm needed I will do what I must."

"I know," Leone sighed, "It's just... babysitting a duck is a weird favor."

"It is a little strange."

"Mimsy is gone." Narancia's statement made Bruno and Leone panic. They turned around and were horrified to see the empty leash. "I looked away for one second and she just-"

"Split up, Now!" Bruno ordered, "We have to find her!"

"Mimsy!" The teen called, getting on the ground and looking under a parked car. "Mimsy, Girl where are you!"

"Aw," Narancia looked behind him, seeing an old woman with a hand to her cheek. "Young man, did you lose your puppy?"

"No, My duck." His answer was so seamless that it actually threw the woman off for a solid minute. Narancia ignored her, running up the street to another parked car and peeking under it. "Ugh, where is she-"

"You know, I thought I saw a cute little duck go down the alley," The woman recalled, making Naracia perk up. "Just down that way-"

"THANKS, LADY."  He jumped to his feet, charging down the alley to her left. A fluffy white butt was peeking from behind a trash can and the teen couldn't hold back his grin. He reached for it, only for a dove to turn around, look at him and fly away. "Oh come on..."

Abbacchio and Bruno accidentally met up at the end of the street, both admitting they haven't found the little lady yet.  Both were out of breath, frantically looking in every direction.

"She can't be too far," Abbacchio reasoned, "She's a foot tall."

"She is very fast."

"Can ducks fly?"

"Don't you dare ask me that right now, I don't want to think about it." Bruno breathed, " Where would you go if you were a duck?"

"Water I guess?"

"What's the nearest source of water to us-"

" AH! THAT DUCK BIT ME."

"I'm going to guess in the direction of wherever that scream came from." Bruno didn't hesitate, grabbing Abbacchio's hand and running in the direction of the screaming. When the two rounded the corner they were immediately shocked by the sight. Mimsy was on the table outside of a restaurant, sticking her beak in someone's spaghetti. The people who were at the table had already fled and passerby's were just watching in awe. Bruno walked over slowly, reaching for the small waterfowl. The owner of the restaurant stormed out, holding a broom and ready to strike.

"Oh, Mr. Bucciarati, Thank goodness," The owner eased up, "That evil goose is scaring away my customers."

"It's a duck. I am so sorry for anything she's done." 

"...Is this your duck?"

"I'm responsible for her for the day."

"I don't think it was fair to charge us that much but at least Mimsy is safe."  Bucciarati said sweetly, snuggling the fluffy thing. She was happy and not hurt so that was a victory. Abbacchio didn't seem to mind that the duck was staring at him, even giving it a little smirk.

"You put us through hell you little shit."

"At least she's safe... Where is Narancia?"

"He'll turn up. So, what's next on your babysitting list?"

"She needs a bath-"

"WHICH ONE IS IT?!" The men turned their heads to an unassuming fountain. Narancia was standing in the water, trying his best to figure out which of the white birds in the fountain was the duck he was looking for. Bucciarati was about to head over but Abbacchio stuck his hard out to stop him.

"No, Let's uh... leave him with that-"

"But those are actual geese-"

"Which are very territorial, let's just let nature take its course."

*I had to end it quickly because my game finished downloading. I was fully prepared to have those geese attack Narancia*

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I'M CRYING SO MUUUUUUCH 😂😂😂😂 I love Mimsy, oh GOD I really love her!! Little evil börb 💖💖 bless the game for taking some time to download!! Wish it had taken a bit longer... I'm now dying to see how Nara would handle a bunch of angry geese! 😂😂😂

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

DRV3 Boys Sex Scenes

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by Twintaileddragon

A collection of Sex scenes for DRV3 boys. I do take requests and will tackle most kinks if you ask.

Words: 1758, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Ouma Kokichi, Hoshi Ryouma, Amami Rantarou, Saihara Shuuichi, K1-B0 (Dangan Ronpa), Shinguji Korekiyo

Relationships: Ouma Kokichi/Reader, Saihara Shuuichi/Reader, Momota Kaito/Reader, Amami Rantarou/Reader, Gokuhara Gonta/Reader, Hoshi Ryouma/Reader, Shinguji Korekiyo/Reader, K1-B0 (Dangan Ronpa)/Reader

Additional Tags: Sex, Kinks, Shower Sex, Smut, JUST, Just smut, like I will literally just write smut no fluffy, it may have fluffy moments but just smut, Exhibitionism

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2g3jhyT

[royalblurryfacedbastard]

I love this blog. Just wanted you to know that 💕

Thank you so much, it makes me rly happy to hear that you like my blog!

[incorrectsallyfacequotes]

Chug: I slept through Lunch!? Sal: And 4 class but y’know …. priorities.