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[snickerdoodlles]

😈 or 🍬! (or should I have used 🍪 to say you're a treat all on your own? 🤔)

this is true, I'm a snack 😘 here's a future snippet for making assumptions fic!

Chay’s made a right mess of his office by the time Kim manages to join him at the studio. The little murphy bed on the wall is still hanging out, with a rumpled pillow tossed aside carelessly and a blanket spilling over the edge. Chay’s sequestered himself under the little nook it’s made with all his homework and notes strewn around him in a messy half-circle, all of which he ignores anyways as he plays something on his switch. The rest of Kim’s little office fairs no better, Chay having also left a trail of discard shoes, coat, and bags starting from the doorway in a winding trail that ends at him. It makes Kim smile when he sees it, and Chay’s dismayed groan when he notices him makes him smile even wider.

“Kim! You can’t be here!”

Kim props himself against the doorway and raises an eyebrow at Chay, and doesn’t hide his growing amusement as he watches Chay remember where exactly he is.

Chay barrels on anyways. “Didn’t you hear? The power went out suddenly.” Kim laughs at the familiar excuse and Chay starts to smile too. “Yeah, the whole building, but especially your office. Totally dead! Not a spark to be found! No point in coming by, we definitely need to meet somewhere else.”

“It wouldn’t have anything to do with the hurricane coming through, would it? I heard we were having some off-season weather,” Kim says innocently. Chay gasps and throws an eraser at him, which Kim easily catches. “It seems to have hit my office. Exclusively.”

“You—!" Chay throws another eraser at him, then a marker, and sticks his tongue out when Kim catches both. “Yes! We’re having the strangest weather right now, it’s even started raining office supplies.” He throws another marker, and Kim finally retaliates with throwing back the first eraser. It bonks Chay in the forehead, and he turns a large pout onto Kim. “See what I’m trying to save you from!”

Kim laughs and throws both markers back, which Chay smacks out of the air with a dramatic hi-yah! “You’re all altruism.”

“I am, thank you for noticing.”

Kim throws the last eraser back with a wide grin. “Does hurricane Chay want to stay, or would he like to join me in destroying some snacks too?"

[revelboo]

Hello! I hope you're having a good day! May I request It Had To Be You? Your writing is so marvelous I can't get enough! 🤗🤗❤️❤️

Sure! Glad you like my nonsense!

It Had To Be You Pt 13

TFO Megatron x Reader

• Servos cupping the back of your head, tangling in your hair, he listens to the broken sounds you make. And his spark aches because he doesn’t know how to make it better. Or if he even can, so he just holds you while you cry and rage until you fall silent in his lap. Feeling off balance, he rests his chin on top of your head, expecting you to push him away. When you don’t, he curls an arm around you, spark warming when you allow it. Doubts you’re actually accepting him, you’re just too exhausted to fight anymore, but he wants to pretend everything isn’t broken between you, because he’s so tired of the fighting.

• Knowing you should shove him away, you just want to have this. Want to pretend you’re being held by someone who actually cares for you, who doesn’t just want you because they’re tangled in the same weird compulsion you are. Is it so much to ask to be loved? For something more than a solely physical relationship? Really, you can’t even call it that, can you? That’s what hurts the most. Because you don’t even know him, don’t know anything about him because he doesn’t volunteer anything. And you’re no better, keeping yourself distant. Unable to open up because you doubt he’d care when all he wants is your body, none of the rest of you matters. This can’t go on, though. It’s hurting you more every day. “Can we start over?”

• Words so soft a whisper, he almost misses them, he looks down but can’t see your face hidden against the mesh of his neck. Spark constricting because it’s an attempt to connect hesitantly offered. Wishes you’d look at him, so he can see if you’re serious or if you’ve just come up with another way to try and wound him. Moving slowly he finds one of your little hands and wraps his own around it, smoothing a servo over the back of it. And you turn your hand to line up with his and interlace your fingers with his much bigger servos to spread warm through him even if you still won’t look at him. “D-16,” he finds himself saying, dredging up that ghost of his past. The one he’d tried so hard to bury. “My name was D-16 before.”

• Cheek against him, you listen to his rumbling voice. Listen to a story about blind trust, a hard, dangerous life in the mines. But one he’d been content with. Realizing that he’d been lied to, betrayed all along, that his life meant nothing. You can hear the anger in his voice as he keeps going, voice thick with hatred, but you’re not sure if it’s for what happened to him or for himself. Telling you of the horrible things he’s done and it’s strange, but you understand him. Understand being helpless and angry, the way his voice roughens at points making your heart ache when he mentions his friend, Orion. Admits to killing him by accident. And there’s fury and a horrified betrayal in his voice under the anger that allows you to lift your head. He’s staring at nothing, optics dim and lips parted. Lost in a memory that no matter how old it is, still hurts him.

• Tangled in the past, he vents when soft hands touch his face as you go up on your knees and press your mouth to his. And it’s not about that insatiable need this time. This feels real, as your mouth brushes over his. Whatever this is tying you together isn’t controlling him as he hooks an arm around you and kisses you back. Drowning the past in the feel of your warmth against him. Little hands sliding over him as his glossa steals inside. Not demanding this time, no urgency as he explores you for what feels like the very first time without that need to claim you clouding his thoughts. And there’s so much he wants to ask. Wants to know you, not just your body, but you. Arms holding you close as he brushes his cheek against yours, daring to believe that this can be fixed between you.

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[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Angst, unrequited crush, sweet friendship with Robin and Steve. This is angst with a little bit of fluff, my blog is 18+ so mdni.

There's definitely room for a part two so if you'd like that then let me know 🫶❤️

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Okay, so imagine that you have the biggest crush on Eddie, it's gotten to the point where your heart skips a beat every time he looks at you, you can go from being talkative and a little hyper around your friends, to usually shy and quiet around Eddie.

It's majorly embarrassing, but you comfort yourself with the fact that Eddie probably doesn't even know who you are. You're not in any groups like the cheer group or band, and there's no way that you would even attempt to get into sports.

Yeah, he's caught you staring at him once or twice which was mortifying but you can deal with that, plus his friends are nice and funny and don't make you feel like an idiot for not knowing much about D&D.

As you head to your locker, Eddie and Gareth are deep in conversation with each other. You feel warmness pool in your cheeks as Gareth mentions your name. You've made some posters for Hellfire that Gareth asked you about.

In all honesty you're hoping it might lead to a conversation with Eddie that lasts longer than a few minutes.

Or one that you can approach with confidence, enrapture him with your witty repertoire. Hey, a girl can dream right?

Quickly you fix your hair and fuss around with your clothes as you approach the two of them, trying to figure a way to begin a conversation.

Just say hey you doofus, you chastise yourself. Gareth mentions you again, intrigued you move closer to see what he's saying.

"Eddie, come on man, she has a total crush on you, how could you not notice that?" Eddie frowns, you wait with baited breath for his answer.

"Dude, she's not really my type. I'm kinda hoping Megan will notice me if I'm being honest" Gareth catches your eye, notices you near the locker as yours is only a few doors down from Eddie.

Oh right, of course. Megan. She was into the same bands as Eddie and actually knew how to play d&d. A total badass, cool girl. Of course Eddie would like her.

Gareth's sympathetic gaze meets yours and you want to run away from it and hide. Get far far away from that look. Crushed by Eddie's quick rejection you hurry away from your locker and slam it shut.

You dash the posters away in your bag, brush away the tears that are threatening to build and vow never to get your hopes up about your crush on Eddie ever again.

Eddie looks up, briefly catches a glimpse of you rushing down the corridor. A strange, anxious knot settles in his belly and he doesn't know why, it's like a weird sense of foreboding.

Whatever it is he doesn't like the feeling one bit.

...

Your friends try to cheer you up, unrequited crushes suck so you know it will take a while to get over your feelings for Eddie.

The one thing that does help is your buddimg closeness with Robin and Steve that comes from picking up a few shifts at Family Video.

You love the easy banter between them, feel immediately safe and included when you're around them. You can just be yourself and it's a wonderful feeling.

There's no tying yourself up in knots trying to think of the right thing to say (like you do with Eddie) try to make yourself cooler than you actually are.

It's not like it mattered anyway, Eddie barely noticed you existed, or at least that's what you assumed.

You find hanging out with Steve to be really cool, he's sweet and nothing like the King Steve from back in the day. He picks you and Robin up from school, very quickly the three of you become close friends.

It's nice to have them to focus on and not your crush on Eddie being unreciprocated.

Except you don't realise that Eddie has noticed that you're not around much, you don't really go out of your way to run into him or anything like that.

You still speak to Gareth or Dustin and Jeff but you don't get all shy when Eddie joins in. It's like you don't notice Eddie at all.

He stopped noticing Megan and started noticing you for the first time, your absence leaves an empty space in him that he can't explain.

He sees you with Steve and Robin after school and there's a deep unsettled feeling inside of him, one that whispers to him that maybe you had a crush on Steve. What chick wouldn't?

He doesn't like how that makes him feel, he's moody and can't explain why it's bothering him so badly. He misses your sweet observations, your wit and your kindness to his sheeples.

In all honesty he just misses you. And that's something he never expected to happen.

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[dovveri]

Hey!!! Pookie!!! Could i request

A little filthy/fluffy fluttering Bottom MiNayeon x reader(Female obviously)

Where one is brat n the other is obedience..... (Externally......)

Thanks pookie ❤️😘

pretty princess syndrome

synopsis: the princess has gone missing on the night of her ball. you find her and teach her a lesson for disappearing on you.

warnings: smut! - cursing, degradation, spanking, cunnilingus, fingering, masturbation, slight voyeurism

w/c: 5.5k

a/n: plain smut with a little plot at the end bcs i ltr can't write smut on its own RAAAH enjoy :P also ik the ask says mina but they corrected it afterwards bcs they saw i only write for namosa so ty anon for checking <3

“where is she?”

the maid stumbles backwards a little, intimidated by the glare you’re giving her.

“baby, i’m going to ask nicely one more time. where is she?”

“i-i d-don’t know. s-she said she was just going to b-bathroom.”

you narrow her eyes at her, “are you seriously going to lie to me right now baby? are you trying to get in trouble as well?”

“n-no! i’m n-not lying i swear! that’s what s-she told me!”

you scoff, “looks like i have two brats to deal with tonight.” you grab her wrist roughly, tugging her along the castle walls.

she yelps a little, “o-ow, hurts baby-“

“shut up. liars shouldn't be allowed to speak.” you sneer at her, pulling her roughly up the stairs towards the royal chambers.

she cries out when she slips on one of the steps, you’re quick to pull her up, tutting in annoyance before leaning down and hoisting her up onto your hips. her legs immediately wrap around you and she buries her face into your neck, whimpering a little.

“stupid bitch. can’t even walk properly. need me to carry you huh?” you continue up the stairs, one hand secured around her waist.

“‘m sorry ‘m sorry-“ she mumbles against your neck.

you click your tongue again, making sure she’s comfortable around you, and then strutting down towards the princess’ quarters.

you don’t bother knocking, slamming open the double doors.

the two men inside startle at the sound, quick to stand up and attempt to cover themselves. you scoff.

“who the hell are you? how dare you interrupt her majesty in her private chambers!”

you carefully place the woman around your hips down. she’s quick to go down into a bow but you stop her before she can kneel.

“i’m the captain of the royal guard. i’m in charge of the princess’ safety. because you princes are unfamiliar with the customs here, i’ll give you to the count of three to make yourself sparse before i declare war on your pathetic little kingdoms.”

they blush bright red in anger, looking towards the princess who pays them no mind, looking bored inspecting her nails, clothed only in her underdress.

“one.”

they exchange glances, nodding at each other, silently communicating something.

“two.”

they suddenly lunge forward.

you step in front quickly, blocking their advances, sending a fist into one of their stomachs which earns a groan of pain. you twist, bringing the other one down to the floor, and shove a knee into his chest. the prince who you’ve punched, swings around again, his fist trying to catch your face while you're subduing his friend, but you press down on the man underneath, replacing your knee with your palms, lifting yourself up and using the body underneath you as leverage in a reverse helicopter kick, the first one knocking his fist out of the way, the second kicking his head with enough force to send him into the floor next to the other prince.

you kneel on top of both of them with a gleeful smile, adrenaline pumping through your veins. you grab fistfuls of their hair, yanking them up and speaking sternly into their ears, “if you want to keep your dicks i’d suggest you leave the kingdom now. if i ever see you around the princess, or her maid for that matter, you’ll be losing a lot more than just your egos.”

you shove them back into the floor again, earning groans of pain before you lift yourself off of them.

they scramble up, not bothering to collect their shirts and run out the door.

you slam the door after them, turning on your heel and glaring at the woman on the bed who has started paying attention now, a smirk on her face as she lays down onto her stomach, pushing her cleavage together, resting her cheek on a hand, her legs kicking leisurely in the air.

“you’re not going to greet your princess y/n? that’s awfully rude of you. i could have your head for that.” she turns to the other girl in the room, “you as well sana? i thought you’d at least have manners.”

sana clenches a fist, kneeling down and touching her forehead to the floor, “good evening princess im!”

nayeon grins, “that’s my good girl. you can use my first name now. although you weren’t all good were you? i thought i instructed you to lead y/n away from the ball?”

“get up sana. you don’t have to give her that.”

sana slowly stands up, pouting a little as she stares at her feet.

you walk up to her, tilting her chin up and smiling gently, “sorry for calling you names earlier baby. i should’ve known she put you up to that. you’re too good to say no aren’t you? i don’t blame you for leading me away earlier. can you forgive me?”

sana blushes and nods, you can hear nayeon scoff in the background, rolling onto her back and watching the both of you upside down.

“thank you sweetheart.” you smile, leaning in kindly and capturing her lips.

she sighs against you, almost in relief that you’re finally pressed against each other, kissing back passionately. you're engulfed in the sense of her, the way she gasps between each kiss, the feel of her waist under your fingertips.

nayeon isn't one to be forgotten though. she's been spoilt like that. you can hear her mumbling to herself, the shuffling of sheets and clothes and when you break away from sana, breaths coming in and out heavier than they were a minute ago, you see nayeon's stripped herself and has a hand between her legs, still watching the both of you.

sana follows your gaze and narrows her eyes, calmly walking forward to collect nayeon’s discarded undergarments along with her evening dress, folding everything neatly and setting it into the laundry basket in the corner of the room.

“sana darling, would you take your clothes off as well while you’re there? need something pretty to look at.” nayeon’s shuffled around so she’s laying on her mound of pillows, spreading her legs so both you and sana could see the way she teased herself, dragging a long finger down her cunt slowly, collecting the arousal there and spreading it back up herself, pressing down a little at her clit and then repeating.

your gaze is fixed on the way her hips have started grinding down involuntarily on her fingers, her other hand moving to grasp at a tit and circling a nipple, that smirk still ever present on her face. you glance over at sana who’s staring at nayeon with a slight pout, watching the way her chest is moving up and down as her breaths get heavier with each pass of her fingers.

“yes princess.” sana starts to remove her own clothes obediently.

“i gave you permission to use my name sweetie. what’s wrong?” nayeon asks, but doesn’t stop her ministrations on herself.

sana pouts, refusing to answer, finishing removing all her clothes and undoing her hair, letting the wavy brown locks fall over her shoulders, just barely covering her hardening nipples in the cool air of the room.

“come here.”

you watch them both in silence, tense with anticipation, you can feel the accumulation of your own wetness in your panties at the sight.

sana moves towards nayeon submissively, her head bowed, cheeks pink.

“so pretty. are you going to answer my questions yet sweetie?” you notice nayeon’s fingers move just slightly faster and press down slightly harder with each step sana takes towards her.

sana mumbles something under her breath.

“what was that? come here baby. speak up a bit so we can hear your pretty voice.”

sana climbs onto the bed, sitting on her haunches, her gaze fixed on the princess’ chest, unable to look her in the eyes. “who was that?”

“who was who?”

“those princes. why were they here?”

“hm? they were just here to entertain me.”

“i could’ve done that for you princess.”

“oh.” nayeon smirks, “is that what this is about? are you jealous sweetheart?”

sana blushes even brighter, looking to the side and letting out a sound of indignation.

nayeon sits up then, bringing her hand that wasn’t currently preoccupied to tilt sana’s face back towards her, then letting it drift down to circle her neck, just resting it there.

sana’s breath hitches but she keeps quiet.

nayeon tuts, “so so pretty, but so dumb hm? enough of this act. start answering my questions baby or i’ll have to punish you.”

sana lets out a little squeak when nayeon’s fingers tighten just slightly around her neck before replying,“yes princess.”

“good girl. now why are you giving me an attitude baby? were you jealous i didn’t invite you to my room and asked those other playtoys to instead? whatever their names were.”

sana doesn’t answer until nayeon squeezes a little again, and she scrambles, “yes princess!”

nayeon cocks a head to the side, “you keep referring to me by my title. surely you understand that means i have to do my duty as the princess and act as if i care about all of those men downstairs. especially when my father throws these extravagant balls to try and wed me off every few weeks.”

“i do princess!”

“so there’s no need to be jealous then hm? although you are quite cute when you are darling, just don’t be a brat about it.”

“i-i-“

another squeeze, “speak up.”

“you were going to let them take care of you princess! you had stripped of your royal gowns and they were unclothed as well! don’t tell me you weren’t going to let them eat you out for a little! i could’ve done that for you! as your maid and as your- your-“

“my…” the eldest raises an eyebrow, a knowing smirk gracing her features.

sana struggles to find the words, even when nayeon squeezes the fingers around her neck again. you finally decide to step in, your steps making you hyperaware of the soiled excuse for underwear you were currently still wearing.

nayeon looks over at you with a grin, beyond excited you were joining in at last.

“that’s enough nayeon.”

“hm? i haven’t even done anything yet. and i don't think i recall giving you permission to use my name.”

when you reach the bed, the first thing you do is wrap your hands around her wrists, pulling her hand away from sana who inhales greedily, and yanking her other hand away from her centre.

"fucking slut. look at this." you bring her hand that was touching herself to your mouth, taking her fingers in and sucking. you can feel both their attention following your every action. you release her fingers with a pop, "dripping all over yourself like this. is this the doing of those princes? or is it us hm?" you crawl onto the bed, keeping her legs apart even when she fights to squeeze them shut.

"wouldn't you like to know?" her gaze is lidded at the feeling of your tongue wrapped around her fingers, but she still has that fucking attitude.

"sana sweetheart, would you shut her up for us? you deserve a little reward anyway for being such a good girl."

normally sana would seek the final approval from the princess, as her primary loyalties will always go back to serving her majesty. she still loves you both equally but you can understand her obedience and loyalty to the kingdom and to the safety of the princess.

but today, perhaps it is because she's a little peeved that nayeon had requested the presence of those pathetic men instead of her, she doesn't even look towards nayeon, straddling her face despite her protests, and lowering herself quickly, biting back a moan as she starts to ride the princess' face.

you grin at the sight, absolutely adoring sana's pretty face and pretty sounds. everything about her was just so pretty.

"such a good girl for facing me too hm? even without me asking?" you slide forward onto nayeon's stomach, grinding along the smooth plane, but making sure to keep her legs apart and her cunt completely untouched.

"mm- mm- feels- good-"

"that's right. use her like she uses you sweetheart. you deserve it." you ignore the muffled sound of protest from nayeon, leaning forward and kissing sana with ardor, she's panting and gasping softly into your mouth, you let your tongues meet and express all you can't through words.

you can't help the way your hips start moving. suddenly it feels like you're wearing way too many clothes so you break away from sana who pouts a little but brightens easily when she sees you hurriedly taking off all your clothes so you're just as naked as they were.

you're quick to return, latching onto her again and moaning at the feel of your bare pussy against the ridges of nayeon's stomach.

you slide your hands up nayeon's sternum, pausing to grope at her breasts a little before moving up higher to trail your fingers up sana's stomach. her breath hitches when your index and thumbs close around her nipples, you pull lightly and she almost doubles over. you can hear nayeon moan at the gush of wetness that falls out of her, the wet sounds of her lapping it up hungrily, and the squirming of her hips as she tries to find some friction on anything.

you continue circling sana's nipples and pinching softly while you suck her tongue into your mouth, she always had the most sensitive buds, able to cum just from one of you suckling at her breasts.

you drink in the sounds she makes, every whimper, high-pitched moan, every gasp and break in breath, all of it going straight to your own core.

"mmf- f-fuck gonna- gonna-"

"close baby?" she nods desperately against you and you bring a hand down harshly, slapping one of nayeon's tits.

nayeon yelps but is drowned out quickly as sana continues to grind her pussy down into the princess' mouth.

"make her cum slut. show your appreciation for sana always doing everything for you. you could not survive one day without her. spoilt brat."

you can tell the moment nayeon gets pissed off at your comments, her hands grip tighter around sana's thighs, pulling her down impossibly closer and working at her with a renewed vigor.

sana's got her hands in the sheets, knuckles white as she rides nayeon's tongue, her tits bounce alluringly and you can't help but move down, taking a nipple into your mouth and sucking gently.

"that's right baby, cum for us. you can do it." you mumble around her, bringing another hand up to fondle the tit that isn't in your mouth.

she's shaking and whining and then all of a sudden she's cumming, eyes closing, mouth open, letting the wave of pleasure wash over her as you and nayeon continue to help her ride it out.

when she's nearing the end you move up towards her lips again, kissing her and whispering gentle encouragements, then helping her move off nayeon and laying her down. nayeon takes the opportunity to drape an arm over sana's stomach, kissing her shoulder and rubbing circles into her side.

you both cuddle her and coo at how well she did. aftercare was always extremely important for sana. but when you notice one of nayeon's hands snaking down between her own legs again you peck sana's lips once more before you climb over her, ripping nayeon's hand away and pinning both her hands above her head.

she whines, pouting.

"don't gimme that face. you still made sana lie for you so you could go off and have your own fun. don't you know you're not getting to cum tonight?"

"but i was good! i made her cum!"

you scoff, "that's the bare minimum. you should make sana feel that good at least once a week for the shit you put her up to."

sana's still hazy but she peeks an eye open, turning so she's on her side and watching the both of you, "it's okay y/n i like doing things for her. for both of you."

"see!" nayeon tries pushing her hands against yours but you hold her still, grip iron tight around her wrists.

"shh sana sweetheart you just rest there and watch okay? you're too nice to her if you spoil her this much she'll end up letting some other random prince fuck her and you don't want that do you?"

sana's jaw clenches at the reminder.

nayeon starts protesting, "i would not! i told you guys they were just here for a little fun! i wasn't actually going to let them touch me! i have to play around with a few of them so that my father thinks i'm actually trying!"

"then why were you stripped down to your undergarments?"

"it was uncomfortable walking around in that big flashy ball gown! and we were playing a strip game. i was winning by the way they only had their boxers left to go."

you scoff, leaning down until your lips are an inch apart, speaking lowly into her, "you're fucking delusional if you think anyone aside from us gets to see this." you keep one of your hands securing her arms above her head, the other coming down to grope roughly at her breast.

she bucks up into your touch, moaning, "t-told you i was w-winning anyway. they wouldn't have seen anything."

you sneer, kissing the side of her lip and move along her jawline, "you still put yourself at risk princess. and my job is to make sure you don't do that. so you're going to learn your lesson now alright?"

you don't wait for her to respond before you're flipping her over onto her stomach. you slide one of her pillows under her stomach so her ass is up, and land a sharp hit to her cheeks.

"how many do you think we should do today sana?"

nayeon's turning her head to sana, a pleading look on her face, "sana baby i've been good right? i've been-"

you send another slap down and nayeon's squeaking out, hands clutching onto the pillow above her head. "don't talk to her. sana answer the question sweetheart."

sana's looking at nayeon with uncertainty, a pout forming on her lips as nayeon begs her with her eyes. "i think 10 should be fine."

"alright 10 for being a bitch to you and 20 for risking my job and putting herself in danger. you're going to count out 30 now understand princess? and those first two don't count those were just for you mouthing off."

you land one slap onto her cheeks, wait for her to call out the number one, and then repeat.

at around 18 sana takes pity on her and slides towards her, kissing her cheeks and whispering encouragement, wiping away at her stray tears.

"look how sweet our sana is. and you still treat her the way you do. learn your lesson yet princess?" you strike again.

"nineteen! y-yes i've learnt my lesson i swear i'll be good please please-"

another slap. her ass has turned red with the amount of hits its endured.

"twenty!"

"i see you've learnt some better manners already. we'll need to finish the lesson though i think, so that it can reach its maximum potential."

you're not fooled with the next 5 hits. you know she's positively dripping onto the sheets under her with each slap. even when she starts crying and babbling nonsense and sana kisses her to try and distract her from the pain, she's so wet you can see the beginnings of it start to run down her thighs.

"twenty six!"

"hmm i think we can switch up the last three what do you say sweetheart?" you direct your question to sana who breaks away from nayeon, shrugging and returning her lips to the princess' neck.

you smirk, spreading her legs slowly, beaming at the reveal of drenched lips. you tease a finger up the inside of her thigh, nayeon's squirming under you. you can't help when your finger dips into her wetness, running down her lips to her clit. nayeon cries out a loud moan, her hips bucking downwards trying to chase your hand.

you tut, removing your hand but bringing it back down quickly with a sharp slap. you revel in the cry she lets out, a gush of wetness seeping out of her, her lips almost throbbing.

“count slut.”

“t-twenty seven!”

you hum, tracing her inner thighs again, bending down and kissing the back of her thigh gently, then when she’s calmed down and least expecting it, you land another sharp slap to her pussy.

“mmf! t-twenty eight!” her voice is muffled because she’s buried her head into a pillow, sana’s tracing comforting patterns onto her back, though the way her fingers trail lightly to the side of her breast every now and then, you can tell she’s enjoying teasing nayeon just as much as you are.

another slap.

“twenty nine!”

“last one princess.”

you bend down, blowing softly into her open lips, she quivers at the feeling, moaning into the pillow she’s grasping onto for dear life.

the final, wet slap echoes through the chamber. and before she can wriggle away you grab her hips, pulling her down and finally, finally get to taste that essence that’s flowing out of her.

the switch from pain directly into pure pleasure has her thrashing, but you keep her hips still, licking up her entrance and suckling on her clit, coming back down and pushing your tongue into her, moaning at the taste and the feeling of her dripping all over you. you can feel her wetness on your nose, your chin, it’s messy and you love it. you lap at her, cleaning her up while she twists and fidgets under you. you pull away eventually, wiping at your mouth with gleeful satisfaction, taking in her red asscheeks and thoroughly licked cunt.

you look up and notice sana’s slid a hand between her thighs again, they’re kissing roughly, moaning into each other and you feel a rod of arousal go straight down your body at the sight. nayeon’s grinding down into the sheets, desperate for any sort of friction, you take the opportunity when the two of them have to break away for air to flip her onto her side, sliding behind her and pressing her against sana so she’s sandwiched between the two of you.

you caress her ass softly and she whines at the little stings of pain, but finds purchase in sana’s thigh, able to finally rub her cunt against something else.

you kiss her shoulder, and she turns her head while still humping sana's thigh. you smile, bringing her into a kiss while your hands slide over her stomach.

when you break away she's still panting, you're careful not to aggravate her ass too much but slip a hand down to her folds, teasing her clit a little and she moans, loud and eager.

"f-fuck- i- 'm sorry- i- please- can i- i want to-"

you hum, kissing along her neck, "what do you think sana? think the princess deserves to cum?"

sana's biting her lip watching the two of you, the feel of nayeon's pussy against her thigh driving her positively insane. nayeon turns to sana again, pleading, her hand taking hold of sana's ass and squeezing just to cling onto something while she rides her thigh.

sana lets out a shaky breath at the feeling, "yeah. give her one."

you smirk against nayeon's shoulder, pressing down harder on her clit and pushing it around in rhythmic circles. sana tenses her thigh so that nayeon can grind against it easier, moving down slightly so she can capture a nipple with her mouth, nipping lightly as nayeon gasps, now losing hold of sana's ass but bringing her hand up to her hair, pushing her closer into her chest.

sana's still got a hand between her own legs, 2 fingers pushing in and out of herself with a tinkling whine, but fixated on sucking nayeon's nipple.

"go ahead, cum for us princess."

nayeon cums with a cry, her hips rutting against sana's thigh uncontrollably, shaking as she orgasms, her hand on sana's head pulling at her hair just enough for sana to come with a whine as well.

the both of them are breathing heavily as they come down, nayeon's pulling gently on sana's hair indicating for her to come up, and sana obeys. meeting her in a lazy kiss, you continue to pepper soft pecks all over nayeon's shoulder, moving your hand that was between her thighs to caress sana's back in comfort.

sana breaks away first, climbing over nayeon who's still recovering and finding your lips immediately, moaning at the taste of nayeon still on your tongue.

before you know it, she's kissing your neck, hand wandering your body, moving down to your chest to leave light sucks and pecks, and then she's between your legs, looking up at you with an innocent smile, and then diving in.

you moan instantly, spreading your legs for her as she takes them and puts them over her shoulders.

"o-oh sana baby-that's oh- oh fuck- that's good- you don't have to-"

"want to. want to make you feel good too." she's mumbling into your cunt, speaking quickly and then wrapping her lips around your clit, as if she couldn't stand being away from your lips for more than a second.

you're jerking your hips up into her when nayeon turns around with a soft groan, taking in the situation with lidded eyes.

she's still sore but she inches forward to kiss you, muffling your moans when sana tongues your clit and works masterfully at your pussy.

"good isn't she?" nayeon murmurs against your lips.

your breath catches when sana's devil tongue penetrates you, the wet hot muscle making you feel all sorts of tingles up your spine.

nayeon speaks a little louder now so sana can hear as well, "'s why those idiots could never live up to her. no one else eats pussy like sana does. isn't that right baby? you were made to make us feel good weren't you?"

you gasp at the slurp that sana lets out, you know she gets off on the praise, especially if its coming from nayeon.

"f-fuck sana so- good mmf- right there- oh you're gonna make me cum darling-"

nayeon trails a langorous hand up your stomach, cupping a breast and squeezing. when her fingers close around a nipple you can't help it when you cum, moaning into nayeon's mouth and gripping sana's hair, keeping her there while she drinks in your release.

when she finally lets you go, crawling back up and collapsing on top of you with a grin, her mouth still covered in your slick, nayeon leans in and kisses her, their tongues dancing in front of you while they share the taste of you.

they break apart and sana giggles at the strand of saliva connecting them while nayeon cringes in disgust, wiping at her mouth.

sana pokes her playfully, "you love it."

"as if. i just love you."

sana rolls her eyes, getting off the both of you to grab the cream you use for aftercare.

she comes back, requesting nayeon to flip onto her stomach. nayeon refuses to at first, clinging onto your arm with her eyes closed, but you shake her off, looking at her with a glare and she cowers, flipping over with a mumble about how she was meant to be the one in power here.

you share a giggle with sana when nayeon hisses at the first rub of cream. but sana's soft, gentle and soothing, and eventually nayeon's relaxed into the sheets, humming in satisfaction, drifting off into sleep.

sana's meticulous, grabbing some wet towels to wipe her down, she offers to do you as well but you refuse, "it's okay sana. you should rest as well. you don't have to do everything you know."

she shrugs, going to put the used towel in the laundry basket, "i love you both. plus it's my job to do all this for nayeon. i'd still be in the slums if she didn't take me in."

you frown, waiting for sana to finish and blow out the candle lights before making grabby hands at her to come cuddle with you both.

she laughs, pushing your hands away playfully and curling up on the other side of nayeon, pulling a blanket over you all.

you reach around nayeon to hold her hand, she leans up and gives you a kiss.

"are you still mad about the engagement?"

she hums, "nothing i can do about it though. nayeon's the princess. we all knew she was going to be married off eventually."

nayeon stirs then after hearing her name, "w-what? what about me?"

sana laughs, "go back to sleep princess. of course you'd wake up hearing your own name. no one loves you more than yourself."

nayeon whines, “you both do.”

“shows exactly how much we love you then.”

she’s pouting and turning to look up at sana with wide eyes. "you're worried about me leaving aren't you?"

the atmosphere is suddenly serious.

sana's running a hand through nayeon's hair, her grip on your hand tightens a little.

"you know i'd never let them touch you sana. even if i get wed off i'm not going anywhere without you. you're stuck with me."

sana sighs, her hands still brushing through the princess' hair, "it might not be that simple."

"it will be. and if it isn't, y/n has a backup plan don't you?" she's turning to you now with a knowing smirk.

you're caught by surprise, "how did you know about that?"

"please you're not subtle. and because everyone doesn't think much of me i can actually overhear a lot of the conversations around the castle. i heard some of your knights talking about preparations and underground tunnels and other stuff and pieced it all together."

"what's she talking about y/n?"

you groan a little, nuzzling your head into nayeon's neck, "i wasn't going to tell you until everything was ready. but at the last planned ball there's going to be a ceremony celebrating nayeon's official engagement to whichever prince she chooses. because of all the chaos that'll happen with the chosen prince when they have to transport their entire royal family over and worry about security and all that, we can take advantage of the miscommunications and leave in the tunnels under the castle. i've already got contacts with some bandits that i came into contact with a few years ago that are willing to take us across the desert with the right price. they all live together in a seperate civilisation on an island that's hidden from outsiders so the king and any of the allied forces won't be able to find us. i've spoken with the council on the island already and they're more than happy to take us in."

"you're not suspicious about these people at all? they could just be after the princess and claim the glory and money for when the king sends out a missing persons notice."

you shake your head, "no. i trust my contacts. i... back during the first war, i sent my family away with them. i told you both that they died in the war but they're still alive and safe right now. i can send messages to them once a month and i have proof of life as well. it's up to you both though. this is just a precautionary plan in case anything goes wrong, or if you want to run away from it all nayeon." you run a hand down her cheek, caressing her softly.

nayeon hums, smiling gently, "i was just waiting for you to tell us you idiot. of course i want to go. this place is a hellhole and we all know it. i can't do anything even though i'm the princess and the people in the kingdom have it much worse. i want to come back eventually and make things better, but i can't do that if my father gets rid of me to be some man-child’s trophy wife for the rest of my life. sana? what do you think?"

sana's more cautious, studying the both of you before responding, "i've pledged my life to you already nayeon. i'll go where ever you go. but you promise to protect her right?" she's looking at you, gaze steely.

you smile, "i've pledged my life to the princess as well. and to you sana. i won't let anything happen to either of you."

sana relaxes at that, leaning in over nayeon's shoulder to kiss you gently.

"it's settled then. we're getting the fuck outta here."

you laugh, "sleep first. then we can talk about world domination."

nayeon yawns and sana follows cutely. "you're right. i love you both. goodnight."

you grin, pecking them both on the cheek and settling in, cuddling into nayeon, still holding onto sana's hand. you were going to make it out of here, all three of you.

[silkythewriter]

Hi! It’s the anon who asked the cat demon headcanons, (which I loved btw <3) And you asked, so I deliver! Here’s another request, although, please remember that you don’t have to do this and remember to take breaks ^^ Could you possibly, mayhaps do another Vox x reader? Where the reader is a HUGE extrovert, like they just randomly show up in front of his house at 3:00 am with McDonald’s in hand just because they didn’t wanna be alone at night or something like that? Headcanons is fine! :D

Vox with an extroverted reader!♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Warnings!: Non! Just our silly lil tv demon <3

Fandom!: Hazbin hotel

Author note!: AHHH HI HI IM SO HAPPY FOR YOUR HAZBIN HOTEL ASKS THEY MOTIVATE ME TO WRITE SO MUCH AHHH TY SM FOR THE NEW REQUEST (also Vox is my fav lil silly guy I love writing for him ̋(๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑) )

Summary!: Vox with an extroverted reader!

❤️Written by silkythewriter Do not steal or repost on any other platform please! <3.❤️

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“(Where is my friend Smiley?) Your name is definitely Smiley!”

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!📺✨Vox✨📺!

OKAY SO HEAR ME OUT ON THIS, this man is not an extrovert per say, he is just very good at making people like him. Like look he much rather be working to gain more power then chit chat but he would do it to gain favors.

Like I said with my last post he’s very good at using his words to make people side with him. Now I wouldn’t say he’s a man of few words, definitely not. But he has a persona he wears in social interactions.

After a long day of just running his new channel/show, he honestly has zero energy, this man is exhausted after talking all day long to the citizens of hell. And making business deals upon business deals.

But with that being said he finds it re energizing to be around you. Maybe it’s the care free attitude you have, or maybe the pure excitement on your face when he opens the door at 3AM.

When he opens the door and sees you with a big ol’ grin on your face as you clutch a big bag of food with one hand and another big bag stuffed to the brim with your personal items in the other hand you can imagine his confusion

Either way he opens the door slightly to let you march in before you quickly put everything down and plopped down on his couch.

And after that it honestly just became a daily occurrence

At first he was a bit confused and overall just questioning why you were here at 3am of all times.

And if you ask if he minds of course he’ll say yes! He’s tired! Not like he finds it nice to be in your company or anything

No but really he probably to tired to protest half of the time so he just takes a seat next to you and starts digging in to whatever you bought.

Also he always blushes at how you always get his order right and knows what he likes…but he always turns away before you could sneak in a glance!

I’m all serious having you as company on lonely nights is quite literally a after live saver for him. Having you to talk to about anything and everything you both find interesting is wayyyyy more better then having Val or velvet screeching in his ear about something!.

After the first few times of this happening he always made sure to lay out extra blankets and pillows on the couch just for you two.

Now as for your personality he honestly finds it very energizing! Look he’s use to carrying the conversation (which he doesn’t mind) but it’s nice having someone else take the lead for a bit!

I will say he knows you aren’t naive or anything per say, but he can’t help be a bit over protective of you and your happy energy. And trust me he doesn’t mind getting his hands a bit dirty if someone tells you to water yourself down (￣ ^ ￣💧)…

He gives you a spare key so you could just waltz’s in whenever you wanted to be honest!

He finds it nice to cuddle on the couch and talk with you till you both pass out, and surprisingly it’s recharges his social battery!

After awhile the rolls might reverse with him now asking if you want to come over at late Hours if the night (๑>ᴗ<๑)

And even on the rare chance he has time in the mornings or evenings to hang out with you he always makes sure no one can disturb you guys. He has everything on silent even his inner notifications. And if they ask he just says he was glitching out ( =ω= )

The amount of shows you guys binge watch in one night is actually foul… like a 5 hour series done and completed in tops 2 hours. What black magic you guys use don’t ask me….!

If you end up asleep mid way one of the shows before him he will pick you up and take you to bed. He’ll make sure to put the AC full blast before covering you in blankets before hopping in himself. Now if he’ll admit this in the morning is a 50/50 chance

He only tolerates you doing this, anyone else and he’d be annoyed and just electrocute them out.

If you ever go to the three V’s building he honestly isn’t surprised with how you get along with almost everyone.

He dose a get a bit jelly at times when it come to you chit chatting with a whole bunch of people.

But in the end of the day he knows that’s just how you are and as long as you reassure him he’s your favorite hes fine with it.

If he hears anyone talk behind your back about your personality best believe they won’t be found any time soon.

You guys are always talking over socials honestly especially mid day when it’s busy but he just wants to talk to you! It helps him save the little sanity and patience he has with the people he’s surrounded by(￣▽￣)💦.

Overall you help him cope after a long day and you never fail to make him smile!, and having someone to just goof around with and not needing to put on his business persona, is funny enough, a god send. He loves you very much!, and is thankful for whatever good deed he did when he was alive that earned him you.

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HELLO HELLO!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST, PHEW THAT WAS ALOT BUT I LOVED WRITING IT SM!!!!! Vox is my favorite character personally! He’s so silly <3

BUT AGAIN TY FOR REQUESTING I LOVED IT SO MUCH IT WAS SO MUCH FUN PLEASE REQUEST AGAIN WHENEVER!!! Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ

[onlyseokmins]

bereal • k.m.g.

Pairing: kim mingyu x fem!reader Genres: smut (minors dni!), established relationship!au, taking pics during sex!au Warnings: reader uses she/her pronouns and is referred to as a girl, consensual pictures during sex that are shared to friends lol, swearing, degradation, objectification (tiny), a lot of oral (m. receiving), rope play (reader is tied up), marking, tiny use of toys, teasing, edging (m. &f. receiving), prolly oral fixation tbh, mentions of fingering (f. receiving), mentions of overstim, me thinking I'm funny again as usual, and like "you better cum fast" kinda thing fjkdsj um pls lmk if i missed smth WC: 2.5k A/N: helloooo I had no idea what BeReal was so this was a bit of an experience 😬 would just like to thank @/princessbetsy123-blog for their patience and understanding, I hope I did well haha also omg tumblr user onlyseokmins is writing non-sub gyu? show-stopping (derogatory) also huge thank you to @a1sh1teruu for the mingyu pic! ❤️ @princessbetsy123-blog asked: can you do any member where his BEREAL goes off during sex and their friends react? The reader has hickies all over her chest and neck and is tied up?

Ding!

⚠️ Time to BeReal. ⚠️

• 2 min left to capture a BeReal and see what your friends are up to! •

"Would you look at that, baby? What perfect timing, d'ya wanna show everyone how pretty you look?"

Your butt rests gingerly against the back of your ankles, wrists bound together behind your back. The soft ropes limiting your arm movements match the ones winding across your body that Mingyu spent over half of the afternoon tying, untying, and tying again with his large-ass fingers until he was satisfied after reading detailed instructions from Minghao.

Finally able to perfect the multi-colored knots and ties that looked absolutely lecherous yet stunning across your naked body, rubbing and squeezing all the right places. It doesn't matter whether you remain still like the obedient slut you are or wriggle and writhe in anticipation of what the man's going to do next to thrillingly torture you, you felt their restriction.

"Yeah, Gyu."

"The prettiest," he murmurs, thumb slipping under the ropes that accentuate your breasts. Your posture is helpfully corrected and uplifts your chest in a flattering manner so he can nip and suck as he likes without you wiggling away.

You mewl at the binds tightening, arching your back as much as you can while he traces patterns connected by the harsh love bites you can feel littered across your skin that he'd left earlier. 

Your body aches pleasantly all over. Having been edged for hours by now, it was well into the evening after a combination of intense, loving foreplay and the still-buzzing vibrator abandoned on the bed sheets from the distracting notification chime of his phone instead. You lean into his tickling touch as it slides up your neck, following more bites that scream "Mine!" all over.

"Mine," he confirms aloud with a whisper. "Will you let me show them how true that fact is?"

"Only… only if you let me cum." 

Your eyes close as he holds your cheek tenderly and aims the phone's camera lens. A sheen of arousal sticks to your thighs and no doubt ruined the ties around them with how much of a mess he's created out of you.

"Of course, love. I'd be an incompetent fool if I didn't and couldn't make such a pretty thing like you cum at least once."

He should've thought of that earlier, is what you want to snark back but you're too desperate to give him any attitude for his blabberings. He would never deny you anything for too long anyways.

Though you take the opportunity to bite lightly on the knuckle of the finger that somehow pushes past your lips, grazing your upper teeth down until right before his nail bed begins, opting to suckle at the tip instead. Swirling it around languidly and sloppily, saliva coating every inch of his finger to soothe the stinging indentation marks you feel out with your tongue.

"Dirty girl."

"Mhm, but I'm your dirty girl."

"Damn right you are."

He knows what you're playing at, what you're trying to prove. The vixen-like gleam behind those fluttering eyelashes as you dare to smirk — releasing his finger with a sickening pop that his cock wishes was it instead.

But he manages to hold back, intent on finishing his own little game before he fucks you stupid so you can't continue to tease him like this.

"One minute left. What position do you think would look best? There are too many to decide from."

Ever the photographer, Mingyu groans because he's utterly turned on (and continues to lose his mind over how good you look) but also due to frustration (again, over how perfect you are from every angle) for you as his muse sources an ever-flowing spring of inspiration. A blessing and a curse.

He's moving back and forth across the mattress, unintentionally jostling your tied-up form with his large body. You dumbly choke out "dick" when he nearly falls into you with the usual Mingyu-clumsiness you know and love. Luckily he possesses the brain cell at the moment to connect the dots between his covered crotch nearly shoved right into your face versus you actually insulting him.

"Baby wants my dick?"

You nod fervently, wishing you could reach your hands out and grab it. Instead, you opt to open your mouth as wide as you've memorized the impressive width of his cock, tongue lolling out as well for the heavy weight of it.

Mingyu full on moans — loudly — at your frenzied eagerness. Watching hungrily as your lower body shifts and your thighs squeeze together, skin straining against the tightened constraints of the rope. Evidence of how much you want him shows all of your body. From your lidded gaze to your puffy, neglected clit he can just imagine prettily between your legs — and it makes his chest swell in pride. 

He's quick to shed his boxers and absolutely cannot resist a little love slap to your cheek with his throbbing, aching dick. Smugly painting your cheek with a shiny smear of precum and tapping your awaiting tongue teasingly, not letting your lips wrap around him. 

Yet.

The timer is set and so is Mingyu's mind.

But yours is as well.

"Damn it, thirty seconds and I can't decide what's best."

You watch in mild irritation at the way he holds his dick with a frown of renewed concentration, bringing it in and out of the frame of his phone lenses. It's like he's teasing you again but this time not on purpose, the leaking head of his cock bobbing closer and then away from you. 

While you normally admire his talents at getting perfect, incredible shots on the first take, the purpose of BeReal was authentic pictures within the randomly selected global, two-minute time slot. Mingyu's pride was always on the line for some reason (probably a stupid bet between the boys). Only one snapshot and never a second late but at this point, all you cared about and wanted was some action. 

You're aware of how turned on he already is, watching the occasional veined palm rubbing against the growing bulge in his boxers. Stroking at it in the same motions as the vibrator he'd teased you with. A new set-up like this excited him (and you), evident by the dark wet stain where the tip of his cock strains against the fabric of his underwear. 

So, when he draws closer again, you lunge forward almost losing your balance but that just works to your advantage as you practically swallow and then choke around his goshdarn dick. Incredibly adept from tons and tons of practice, size training, and testing with his large package pays off, working to your advantage without an insane amount of prep work.

Mingyu lets out a hiss, a crazed look of insanity mixed with lust, affection, and wonder swimming in his narrowed eyes. He runs his hands through the sweaty black bangs strewn across his forehead, meeting your pleading tear-filled gaze with a huff.

"What, does my baby think she can make me cum quick enough?"

You answer him with your actions, rather than wasting words because your mouth is stuffed full of cock anyways. Though it doesn't stop the filthy gags as you take him boldly down the throat, bobbing and nodding your head in what end up looking like successive 'yes' motions, intent on pushing him over that edge. 

"Yeah, just like the pretty whore she is."

And as Mingyu's pretty little whore, you know exactly what makes him tick — or cum, for that matter. 

Stilling your head and swallowing around him several times before you have to back off for air. Not leaving him unattended for too long, you start nuzzling the underside of his cock as you catch your breath. Licking between his balls and mouthing each one with some special attention to make up for the lacking use of your hands. Following the prominent vein that leads all the way up to his swollen tip, collecting salty excesses of precum with a promised swirl of your tongue.

Rinse and repeat.

You make a point to meet his gaze every time his eyes flutter open with the most babygirlism look you can attempt with a cock in your mouth. Not that it's too difficult to achieve with how much you want him to give into you. 

"Desperate little slut, you want me to feed you my cum, don'tcha?"

Despite his words, Mingyu's already shaking after only three smooth rounds of your perfect little mouth routine. Teasing, tiny variations and switch-ups to keep him guessing with that one brain cell that's deteriorating. His resolve, especially when it comes to you, is terribly weak and crumbling by the nanosecond. It doesn't matter how defined his six-pack is as it ripples with each shuddering intake of air he breathes in or those toned arms that twitch, bulging and flexing as he tries not to break the phone in one hand or rip out strands of hair with the other. 

Even his thighs are trembling like a newborn lamb. Oh, how you wish you could place your hands against them but watching the muscles ripple in front of your eyes is rewarding enough. Although, your neglected pussy aches and you can't help but lightly grind against the back of your own shins searching for some semblance of relief.

And when he takes notice of what you're doing, that alone is enough to tip Mingyu over the edge. You know it before he does.

"Gonna… god, gonna give it to you, pretty baby. Fill up that dirty mouth of yours."

The low and guttural moan of pleasure turns into a pathetic whine full of frustration because you completely abandon his cock. Leaning back and away, you watch with thirstful glee at the way it bobs up and down, a shining mess from precum and your spit. 

But little spurts of white pool out of his tip, a painfully slow and almost stilted release because of the sudden departure of your warm mouth. He growls your name and swears when all you do is lick your lips with a smirk like a cat that was asked if it ate the missing canary.

"Revenge," you manage to croak out with a sore throat.

"Revenge, my ass."

Mingyu can't complain all that much given what tortures he'd put you through earlier but that doesn't hide the cute little frowning pout on his handsome face. He has enough wherewithal to re-aim his phone with his thumb poised over the shutter-release button. Predicting what you want as you lean in once more, tongue hanging back out as you bat your eyelashes up at the camera and incidentally — at him.

He can't help but curse you out a bit like you always do at him when the situation was switched. Muttering the filthiest, most derogatory rambles that have the empty walls of your cunt fluttering as he furiously rubs his aching cock with a large hand that barely diminishes either's size.

Finally, the successive ropes of white you've been waiting for spurt out, painting your face and landing on your tongue just as you like it. And you grin salaciously at the click of the lenses capturing the depraved image. Not just of you tied up on your knees, hands behind your back, lips swollen, and pretty face covered in splatters of white but the front camera catches Mingyu — albeit, pretty blurrily — throwing his head back and biting his lip as he cums.

And within seconds of the timer running out, he presses 'post'. Tossing the phone on the bed and pushing you down, the side of your body hits the bouncy mattress at the same time the inanimate object does. Mingyu easily loosens the ties and knots with a surprising amount of vigor despite his harsh panting, a wild look in his eyes. The vibrator that's still buzzing is increased one intensity level and you shudder in anticipation.

"You were saying something about revenge?" he questions with snark, lifting your thigh with his free hand, the toy coming closer to your dripping center — far away enough that it's not even close to touching you and yet you can still feel the powerful vibrations at a distance buzzing through the airwaves. "Where's that cute confidence now? Just opening your legs like the desperate whore you always are, hm?"

He spends the rest of his time working you consistently up to that precipice before dropping you like an elevator without its wires, unable to crash over that peak of pleasure. As if he hadn't done it earlier.

Again and again, with his fingers and that stupid vibrator until his cock has sprung back to life (in reality, isn't too long and yet it feels like forever). And then you're screaming, creaming, squirting, crying, and cumming over and over. Making a complete mess as he pounds your poor weeping pussy until you nearly black out, the both of you ignoring (or not even noticing) the hundreds of notifications lighting up Mingyu's phone.

*the8thwonder used RealMoji, :hao_disgusted:*

cherrycheol: well damn wish i could take back the time i just spent wondering what was keeping him from being the first to post 🤦

> gam3rbo1: u know gyu will do it w/o fail

> joshuahhhhhh: leave it to him to not miss a moment no matter what he's up to 🥴

*tangerineboos used RealMoji, :mingyu_is_loser:*

tangerineboos: can i report them??

> tangerineboos: their account IS private right?

> jeonghangel: why report she's pretty 🥵💦

> jeonghangel: altho i'd prefer NOT to see gyu's nutting face

> jeonghangel: THAT'S reportable 😒

> gam3rbo1: gyu might hit u jeonghan

> jeonghangel: 🤷 im into that

> tangerineboos: 🤢🤕 i'd prefer not to see at all 

> black3y3: i could help u w/that 👍

> black3y3: isn't that how his gf's acct got banned 

> dinostar: yes i reported her bc i thought her acct got hacked

> dinostar: turns out they just wanted to share their porn but forgot they were public 😃

*w00z1 used RealMoji, :jihoon_disapproves_15:*

realtiger: i thought pussies were banned

> junhehe: technically no pussy is seen

> realtiger: 🧐 SORRY i wasn't looking that close 

> tangerineboos: does hoshi even know where or what the pussy is 😂🫵

> realtiger: yeah man there's 1 in wonwoo's moment as usual 🙄💀

> gam3rbo1: pls don't bring matilda into this her fur is too shiny for ur greasiness

> junhehe: 🫰 matilda deserves the world 

> gam3rbo1: dni if ur not a matilda stan or jun ❌

> tangerineboos: yeah geez hoshi if miss tilda is a pussy wouldn't that make you one too 🤡🫵

> gam3rbo1: 🤨 i just said dni

> realtiger: lies and false slander i'm a tiger

> tangeringeboos: 🥊exactly. ur a pussy lolol

> realtiger: brb gonna go fight boo 👊

cherrycheol: ^ they won't be missed

> gam3rbo1: ditto

> joshuahhhhhh: at least seok hasn't posted or my eardrums would be bleeding

> dk21897: ummmmmmmmmmmmmm

> gam3rbo1: ope

> jeonghangel: speak of the devil and he shall appear

> joshuahhhhhh: 😮‍💨 no somehow the pizza he quick ubered just arrived

> dk21897: 😭😭😭😭😭😭 it was late so I had to wait!

> junhehe: isn't bereal supposed to be authentic??????????????????

 > dk21897: why are you judging me when gyu is tying up his gf

 > dk21897: shoot i can't @ her acct

 > dk21897: BLINK TWICE IF U NEED HELP

> joshuahhhhhh: these noise canceling earbuds work wonders 10/10 rec

> jeonghangel: im sure she's just fine 🥴

 > dk21897: TMI

> jeonghangel: 🤷 u asked

By the time the boys have worked out their back-and-forth commentaries, you're laying in Mingyu's arms as he scrolls, occasionally showing you what they've said. Half-asleep, you snort, "Should we thank Hao for the help?"

"I mean we could, but he'll deny it all."

He does, of course, since it's a public announcement — and criticizes how Mingyu had tied the knots from what he can see. But he kindly sends a new resource PDF the next day, a sarcastic warning attached to keep such things private if the two of you don't want to be judged on your technique.

onlyseokmins: March 2023 ©

[rosdevw2]

I was wondering about your organic bee au, what would the reactions of team prime look like when they saw him? (Also, he’s very pretty and I love your design for him!❤️)

hehehe ty!

Okay so first, I just thought of some lore for the reason behind Bee becoming organic, so team prime was fighting a deception and in that fight Bee got badly injured and separated from the group, Blackarachnia found him and while part of her wanted to help him, she mostly wanted to use him. But fun twist– because of the condition Bee was in, his memories got corrupted and made him be a little feral :3c

So answering your question, team prime looked for Bee but couldn't find him and started to fear the worst, then they got a call 'cause there was this giant bee robot causing havoc in the city, they didn't know it was Bumblebee (although Bulkhead was getting a strange feeling), and so they fought him like a normal decepticon, but then Bee transformed into his normal self and everyone is like "wow what the hell happened to you, buddy we're sorry! D:" but because is Bee doesn't rebember them he see them as a danger bots who hurt him, so he runs away and team prime has to find a way to help his friend who keep on bitting them everytime he sees them

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Hii!! Thank you for writing my shy teen writer request! I wanted to ask for a sequel for that fic, where there was an accident which managed to send the characters back in their world. The reader thought that the bsd cast were back to normal (non self aware) but they were wrong. After that happened the bsd cast tried to open the portal again but it took a few years for the portal to open again. When they were able to go back to the real world the reader was already 17 years old (14 when they 1st met) and they had published more books throughout the years. Some of them became a best seller and reader was finally known as a professional writer at the young age of 17. Now their parents want them back for the money and tries to guilt trip them. Reader leaves some habits of the bsd casts in their books like an Easter egg. They also were able to become more open with people and make friends. I'm just wondering how the bsd characters would be proud of the reader lmao

Srry if it's too long and ty for writing my request, I love your fics! ❤️❤️

Hello! I am so glad, that you liked, how I do your request.

Here you go, second part. I hope, you like it. Hope, you are having a great day!

Reunion

Self-Aware! Platonic! BSD Characters x Teen! Reader

Description: Because of an accident, BSD gang is back to their world. You are sure, that they have lost their self-awareness. You have to move on.

Three years later, your family is finally back to you.

Hurt/Comfort. Reader, miss BSD gang. Reader, become a writer.

Sequel to Your dream matters

Warning: Elements of angst. Gold diggers for Biological Parents. OOC. English is my second language.

___________

You don't know, what happened. One moment you were having fun with your new family. Celebrating the six-month anniversary of their arrival and your adoption. Celebrating your achievements.

The next moment, the bright light fills the room.

When it fades, your family were gone.

You were searching for them. You called, you cried.

But no one came.

When you check the BSD Mayoi app, you saw, that they were back in the app.

But why they aren't coming back?

Did they lose the self-awareness?

That night, you cried as never before.

You begged them to come back. You begged them not to leave you.

For the next few days, you feel terrible. Thankfully, Alcott and Fitzgerald made sure, that your biological family will never get custody over you again. Besides, thanks to Fitzgerald, you won't have money problems. And that your parents will never touch that money.

You knew, that you can't spend the rest of your life crying about your friends. You need to move forward.

After one week of crying, you open your laptop and start writing.

To honor them. To honor their love. To honor their belief in you, you will be a writer.

___________

In the BSD world, your family were panicking. The portal glitches and send them back there. And now it can't be turned on. Worse of all, they lost their access to your phone and app. They can't even leave a message for you.

But they can hear you...

Your tears, your pleas.

"G-guys? A-are still there? P-please, answer."

"Work! Start working, you damn portal!" Poe hits portal with his first. Nothing.

"D-did you lost it? H-have you lost self-awarness?"

"No! [Y/N] WE ARE STILL THERE!" Oda was screaming, hoping, that you will hear them.

"Please... Just one message... Guys..."

Fyodor was nervous. He tried to hack the app again. So they can leave a message for you.

Nothing.

They were separated from you.

The work on trying to find the way to you start all over again.

_________________

Three years later

________________

"So, when will the new book came out?" asked Mary, looking at you with anticipation. "And what the book will be about?"

You chuckled and answer.

"Can't tell. You know pretty well, that I don't like giving spoilers for my books. Even to a friend. Sorry."

Mary pouts. Her brother, Arnold, rolled his eyes and playfully solve her.

"Told you, that [Y/N] won't answer. They value their work and won't spoil it to others."

Mary glared at her brother, but quickly look back at you.

"Fine, keep your secrets. But, I hope, that the detective who liked adding jam to grape pie will be in the book. Or writer, who loves raccoons. Right, Arnold?"

Arnold nodded.

"Yea. But I also would like to see a thief, who liked to hum old songs, and a postman, who cared about orphans. Anyway, want to hang out today?"

Your smile faded for one second, but you quickly compose yourself.

"Sorry, guys, but not today. Today I will be busy."

Siblings nodded in understanding. You are a professional writer, you must be busy with writing a new book.

You say goodbye to your friends and start walking home.

They didn't know, that you won't be busy with writing.

____________

You have changed for the last few years.

You became seventeen.

You were no longer shy, you had friends. You start going out with them. Not only that, but you could stand for yourself.

And you have become a writer.

Some of your books became bestsellers. And all of your books had good reviews and people liked them.

You became a known writer in seventeen.

Life was quite good.

But today you won't do any writing or fan meeting.

Today you had a special day.

That day, three years ago, your family got back to their world and loose self-awareness.

You moved forward. But you still missed them.

After they got back, you stopped watching and reading BSD. You don't want to see your family been hurt. You didn't read any spoilers. They weren't characters for you anymore. For you, they will always be your family.

You didn't delete BSD Mayoi. It serves as a reminder of your family.

Your books were a way to honor them. You add BSD Cast's habits to your characters.

For Ranpo it was a detective who liked adding jam to grape pie.

For Poe, it was writer, who loves raccoons.

For Fyodor, it was thief, who liked to hum old songs.

For Oda, it was a postman, who cared about orphans.

And so much more.

You miss them. Today you will have a small dinner to honor your lost family. You were preparing for that dinner for the last week.

_______________

Meanwhile, in BSD world

________________

Three years.

It takes them three years to open the portal again.

Tonight, they will be back to you.

BSD cast were ecstatic. They can't wait to return to you. Their Precious Guiding Light. Their child, siblings, grandchild.

The Cast gather in a Meeting Room. Fyodor Dostoevsky, finally hacks the app and get access to your phone.

They want to see how much has happened while they were away.

They found an interview with you. About been a young writer.

They were so proud of you.

Poe, who was mentoring you three years ago, had tears in his eyes. You achieved your dream.

Oda also has tears in his eyes. He was so glad, that you manage to prove others wrong.

Fyodor, while he wasn't crying, were extremely proud of you.

All of them were proud of you.

They can't wait to tell you about that in person.

____________

You finally get home. And you didn't like, who you saw on the doorstep.

You glare through the window at two people who were standing at your doorstep. Your biological parents. You can hear them talk. Once again, they were talking about getting a custody over you again.

They wanted to have an access to money, that Fitzgerald has left. And to the money you get from your books.

"[Y/N], dear, we have missed you! Please, let us inside. Let's talk!"

"[Y/N], stop running! We want to have our baby back!"

"[Y/N], you are our flesh and blood, we deserve your gratitude!"

"[Y/N], we are your parents! These people, who took you away from us, don't care about you! Where are they now? Where were they for the last three years?!"

You walked away from the window. You called the police. They took your parents away for been on your private property without permission.

You were left alone with your thoughts. Their words hurt. You tried to hold back tears. You need to prepare dinner for tonight.

____________

In the evening, you set up a table in the dining room.

Your family favorite food. You were careful with it, it still was packed. There was nothing, that will spoil soon. Tomorrow you will treat your friends. But right now, it is dinner to honor your lost family.

You place your phone on the table and open BSD Mayoi app. You start talking.

"It's been three years, right? O wish you were there. I miss you all so much... What?"

And, once again, the bright light fills the room. The same light, that shined three and the half years ago, when BSD cast appeared in your room.

________

They were looking at you. You were looking at them.

All of you were silent. You can't believe it.

And, once again, like three and the half years ago, Ranpo walked forward and smiled.

"Hello, Guiding Light, nice to see you face to face-e-e"

You crashed him in a hug. You were crying. Because of happiness.

"You... I missed you all do much... Family, my family... You are here again. You won't disappear again, right?"

Ranpo, with tears in his eyes, whispered.

"No, [Y/N], we won't. This time, we are here to stay."

__________

The next hour was full of tears and hugs. They didn't let you be alone for one second. After you finished with one hug, you were quickly pulled into another. After all of you were 'calm', at some extent, Oda place his hand on your shoulders.

"[Y/N], there are something important we must tell you. We are so proud of you, our little writer."

"Odasaku is right, We are so proud of you!" grinned Dazai.

"You manage to capture my intelligence in this character. I am so proud to be an inspiration for him" smile Ranpo, petting your head.

"I am glad, that my lessons come in handy. I am proud of been your teacher" Poe's voice was soft.

"Little Bird, you rocks. I am proud, that you make your dream come true" Nikolai's eyes shined with pride

"I am proud of your success, [Y/N]" Fyodor squeezed your hand.

One by one, your family told you, how proud they were.

You feel, like you were in heaven.

The life was good before. Now it was perfect.

You were a writer. Your dream come true.

You became confident.

You had friends.

And, most importantly, you had your family back.

_________

Bonus.

"Dad Fitzgerald, Brother Ranpo, Uncle Ango, how came that my bio parents, has lost everything and now charged with stealing and fraud?"

"Um... We don't know, right, Fitzgerald?"

"Yes, Ango, we don't know... Ranpo?"

"No, we don't. Hey, [Y/N], want to play Cluedo?"

"... You know, what, fine. I won't question that. Get the game, Ranpo"

[kamiversee]

What happened D: u can vent to us if you want/are comfortable. We are here for you 🫂 ❤️

Answering this bc a few were curious abt my breakup & I just never really replied to a lot of my asks because I was feeling down but I’ll explain in this post & this post only :3

Basically… he’s gay.

Guys I wish I was joking but I’m so serious 😭

When the guy I was dating broke things off with me, he said he wasn’t too sure of his sexuality anymore & didn’t wanna string me along any further (despite already doing so?) so he ended things there.

At first, I really didn’t care too much that the relationship ended because I thought he and I could remain as friends & be fine but the next day, my heart just started to feel heavy & I felt like shit for so many reasons…

I couldn’t sleep properly, I barely ate, & I couldn’t even bring myself to write. I believe I felt this way because the relationship ended so fucking abruptly & there was nothing I could do about it. We only dated for a month or so but I had finally allowed myself to like someone & feel for someone genuinely for the first time in a while.

& to make it worse, the day before he broke up w me, he & I literally talked about how I had this bad feeling and was feeling anxious abt our relationship. At the time, he reassured me & said we’d work through anything together but then there he was 24hrs later telling me he’s not sexually or romantically attracted to women anymore— something we can’t exactly work through at all…

As such, I was in a bit of a slump since then but thanks to my friends & some time to myself, I’ve been able to move on from it. I’m still recovering from it in a way, though. Like, my trust issues are gonna be issuing after tht iykwim 💀

Either way, I feel back to myself as of rn & I have him blocked for reasons beyond just our breakup (He’s also an inconsiderate asshole & a weirdo of a person so uh, yeah!).

Anyyyywho, I’m doing just fine now so ty guys for any & all concern! I appreciate it dearly ^.^

Apologies for yapping

[hellishdeer]

Live reactions and ramblings about the two final episodes of Hazbin Hotel

Warnings: SPOILERS!!! Same as the other two posts, Incoherent, unfiltered thoughts, I wrote them as I was watching. Most of them are in chronological order, but not all. It's also longer than the others, since It's the finale 💀

EPISODE 7:

Everybody already knows Vaggie is an angel?! I thought she would still try to keep it on the down low after coming back, but hey, good for her!

SIR PENTIOUS PETTING KEEKEE 😭❤️

Charlie has hooves :00

Alastor just kicking his feet please- 💀 why is he so babygirl coded

"Just because you see a smile, don't think you know what's going on underneath." This entire piece of dialogue might be on of my new favorite Alastor moments ngl

ALASTOR ONLY OFFERED HIS INFORMATION IN EXCHANGE FOR A DEAL WITH CHARLIE I FUCKING CALLED IT-

THE DEAL MAKING SCENE OOOOO

"What's that you said about smiles?" "Good girl :)" The head pat I can't- 😭

"Bank accounts are scam created by the shadow-goverment!" 💀

Alastor listening to Charlie vent :'D he seems so fucking done

"Come on now Alastor, she's much too young for you! Just kidding, I know you're an ace in the hole!" "A what now?" I ADORE ROSIE ALREADY

"Tell Auntie Rosie what she can do for you!" 🥹❤️

"Susan, who's a bit of a..." "Ornery old bitch?" Alastor has stopped holding back all together, huh? 💀

CARMILLA FIGHTING BY KICKING WITH HER ARMS BEHIND HER BACK YOOOOOO-

"You have an X over your eye, and you wield an angelic spear. It's not exactly rocket science." The entire Hazbin fandom:

CARMILLA'S SHOES ARE ANGELIC STEEL?!??! I mean duh but

The dance choreography in "Out of Love" is goddamn stellar!!

VAGGIE'S WINGS LET'S GOOOOOOOO-

The entire scene with Rosie talking to Charlie, she's such a fucking sweetheart and one of my new favorites!! ❤️

Alastor letting Charlie borrow his microphone!!!

"She's bound to pass the test as the princess of Hell!" There's a test??? Hopefully I'm taking this too literally, because otherwise there is a lot of new unanswered questions 💀

"She's filled with potential that I could guide!" ..Is anyone really surprised at this point?

THEY ALL STAYED AND FORTIFIED THE HOTEL I'M SOBBING-

EPISODE 8:

"Oh Alastor, I can't wait to see you get fucked!" Vox sweetie, do you even know who you're talking about?

GENERAL PENTIOUS!!!! HE LOOKS SO GOOD OH MY GOD 😭❤️

Even getting off a random ass pole, Angel has to do it in style :'D

Cherri Bomb is there too, hell yeah!!

Cherri ffs, can you at least pretend to care about Charlie's speech 💀

"An enjoyable collective to be around, I admit one could get accustomed.." OH MY GOD????

THE KING OF ROACHES 😭😭❤️ I need to draw it at some point

ANGEL WANTING TO SPEND HIS POSSIBLY FINAL NIGHT ALIVE WITH HUSK AT THE BAR I-

SIR PENTIOUS TRYING TO SAY "I LOVE YOU" TO CHERRI BOMB Cherri if you don't want him I'll take him!!

THEY MADE THE TWO DICKS THING CANON WHAT- 💀

Charlie being afraid of loosing all of her friends :(

"MORE THAN ANYTHING (REPRISE)" *quiet sobbing*

Even Adam thinks Lute should chill the fuck out :'D

EVERYBODY'S BATTLE OUTFITS, ESPECIALLY CHARLIE'S AND VAGGIE'S :OO

"Let the slaughter begin." CHILLS.

NIFTY STABBING THE CORPSES 😭😭

"I'm about to end your fucking life." FUCK 👏 HIM 👏 UP 👏 ALASTOR

THE ENTIRE FIGHT BETWEEN ALASTOR AND ADAM my 15 year old self is having a stroke

HE BROKE ALASTOR'S FUCKING MICROPHONE?!??!!?

"Radio is not dead, but it is ending this broadcast.." Even when retreating from the battlefield, he does so with class, I love him so much-

Charlie apologizing to the angles as she's fighting them, this girl-

THE KISS!!! THE SCREAM I SCREAMT.

On a more serious note I really hope that Cherrisnake won't develop further than this. They have clearly very different needs and wants, that I can't see mixing together very well. Cherri enjoys being free and doing as she pleases, with nothing tying her down, whereas Sir Pentious seems more traditional. It's also kind of shallow on both ends, Sir Pentious developing a crush seemingly out of no where, because "ooo hot lady!" and Cherri only being actually interested in sleeping with him after finding out he supposedly has two dicks.. :/

THEY FUCKING KILLED SIR PENTIOUS AND IN SUCH AN ANTI-CLIMATIC WAY FUCK YOU ADAM??!? I kinda saw this coming after it was said Angel wasn't the one to die but

RAZZLE AND DAZZLE TURNING INTO DRAGONS LET'S GOOO!! FUCK THEM UP GIRLS!!

THE FIGHT BETWEEN LUTE AND VAGGIE IS STRAIGHT UP BRUTAL OH GOD-

Charlie's devil tail :0

LUTE RIPPING HERSELF FREE FROM THE RUBBLE I'm just straight up terrified of her at this point

LUCIFER?!!? LET'S FUCKING GOOOO!!!!

"Sorry I wasn't here sooner." YEAH ME TOO BECAUSE MY FAVORITE CHARACTER MIGHT STILL BE ALIVE IF YOU DID 🙃 But seriously where was he??? Surely he had heard about his daughter going to war against HEAVEN????

IT WAS A MASK??? I love how Adam just looks like.. a guy.

Lucifer not taking the fight at all seriously, I love him :'D

FATHER/DAUGHTER TAG TEAM WOOOO!! GET FUCKED ADAM.

NIFTY KILLED ADAM???!!? I'M SO PROUD OF YOU GIRL!!!! ❤️👏

BAXTER??? IS THAT YOU????

Nifty just zoning out during the TV interview, I love when jokes go full circle :D

THE "HAPPY FIRST WEEK SIR PENTIOUS" BANNER. I'M.. VIOLENTLY ILL. SOBBING. THROWING UP. CURLING UP INTO A BALL-

ALASTOR'S PART IN THE FINALE SONG. I got some serious chills. He looked actually frantic, only for him to pop up later, pretending like nothing is wrong, he's such a good character oh my god???

THE MEMORIAL FOR SIR PENTIOUS. I GET IT. STOP TWISTING THE KNIFE IN THE WOUND IM BEGGING YOU-

SIR PENTIOUS MADE IT TO HEAVEN I'M SO FUCKING HAPPY RIGHT NOW, HE LOOKS SO BEAUTIFUL 😭❤️ VIV DON'T EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN OR I SWEAR- I also love Emily's and Sera's reactions to him pffft

LILITH HAS BEEN IN HEAVEN THIS ENTIRE TIME??? HUH????

I... feel like I'm going to combust. There was so much new information.. I need to go lay down and sleep for like a day.. or two 🙃

[lemonlimestar]

complimenting my friends’ work: long, long ago i wished upon a shooting star that the universe would one day bless my eyes with its most splendiferous beauties… and today that wish has been fulfilled. please revel in your talent and never forget how wonderful your gift is ❤️

accepting compliments: omg ty >_< tysm :3 wow ty! thankssss :D

[rae-unbeloved]

HAIIIIII

so i heard Nico is officially Matteo's little brother now

can you tell me more about him pls :3

since Frances (my oc) kinda adopted Matteo (she's a year older), so she is forced to would be friends with him, maybe they could become close?? idk

HIHIHI

SORRY THAT TOOK A BIT IM AT A FRIENDS RN AND KEPT GETTING DISTRACTED <33

Maybe they could get close? Im not 100% because brain is not working and im tyoing this after yapping everything below this- Nico is usually quite quiet n reserved so idk how that would play into stuff ?

uhhhm i'll give a totally amazing summary mhm yup an amazing one :3

So im gonna over basic stuff you might already know + his actual lore stuff and js fucking yap :3 His full name is Nicholas Odasies Dimitriou he's 13 in 1776, his birthday is the 17th of july 1763 :3 he's half scottish half greek <3 His dad's the Scottish one and is related to Freddie :D

Uhh, his father is rarely present, either working or probably like, cheating on his wife idk. His mother dies when Nico is 10 of some kind of illness, leaving him with basically only his older sister and younger brother since yk, his father leaves for the milk a lot<3

They eventually move to America with Nico's maternal aunt when he'ss 12 almost 13. He basically just clings to his sister a bunch then bcs she's really the only person who properly takes care of his, since his aunt isss, ermmm, not the best to him ;-;

On the day after his 13th birthday his sister dies <3 she had a long history of being sick before that, and basically got sick as soon as they moved to America (I haven't decided what state yet bcs i'm a dumbass :3) uhh, Nico would usually stay w her when she was sick, neglecting his own needs to focus on her's, but she still fucking dies in the end so womp womp 🥰🥰 also his sister basically caught the illness from their younger brother so Nico has some hatred towards him.

He kinda falls down a spiral from grief and makes shitty decisions and ends up joining the continental army via running away and bullshitting abt his age :3 he was a a loner for awhile, and a fucking loser ❤️ literally mans just talks to birds because the birds like him 👍👍

at some point Matteo comes in and is just "wtf why is there a child here" and they become friends/adoptive brothers :3 Nico likes drawing cats for matteo and rambling to him about birds and plants whilehe carves stuff :D

Uhh similar happens with Freddie but he mainly just kinda teaches him things, plays stuff and tells him off for not tying his cravat correctly and helping him fix it 👍👍 (thats a kinda vague description but i have yapped too much :3)

UHHH SO YEAH THATS ABT IT, AT LEAST LIKE FOR TILL THE WAR AND SOMEWHAT IN IT :D

Uhh, @lil-gae-disaster @paradox-complex for Freddie & Matteo mentions? :3

[freyafrida]

im SO intrigued by the ones you’ve already answered ahhHhhhh but! to ask: what about the two walteruna_idks? Cheating a lil since it’s two but also.. same ship.. fair game, right? :P

most definitely fair game! and not just bc i want to babble about them both ty for asking :D ❤️

walteruna_idk is a short (so far) one-shot, where walter and una talk after he enlists! not too much thought went into it, it's just A Moment between them. i'm hoping to link it to the rest of the come back home stories and have the series cover the period before, during, and after he goes to the front.

snippet!

walteruna_idk2, electric boogaloo, is a one-shot about a younger walter (maybe 14-15?) reciting at a concert of some kind -- still working out the details there! i don't remember exactly where i got the idea -- if i was rereading the bit in anne of green gables where anne recites a piece, or if it came from somewhere else?

but anyway, i thought it would be interesting to write about walter being more of a performer, being confident with attention. i was thinking about how the relationship between walter and una often works in my head; how they contrast with and complement each other. one big thing is that they're quite similar in that they're both gentle and sensitive -- but for all that walter is less boisterous than, say, jem, he's not really shy. Rainbow Valley says pretty explicitly that he likes being dramatic, putting on a show and getting reactions from his siblings and friends (walter blythe is a theater kid, rip). he also asserts himself with other people, like the parkers when he stays with them ("My name is Walter," he said distinctly.) in that regard, he is very different from una, and i got interested in writing about that aspect of him.

aaand none of that will probably be deeply explored, but that is the inspiration! walter recites at a concert and una attends, and they have some kind of cute interaction (also haven't gotten that far yet, haha).

snippet!

[francisofthespook]

💚🎄Get To Know Me: Holiday Edition! 🎄❤️

Ty for the tags  @negansbestie and @thevegandarkelf <3333

Red or Green: Green for sure, like forest green or sage green

Favourite Holiday Movie/s: This is so hard but a few I can think of off the top of my head are The Lodge, Eileen (Ottessa Moshfegh is my fav author !!), any of the Doctor Who christmas specials, Jingle All The Way, Nightmare Before Christmas, Paul Blart Mall Cop, yeah idk I watch a lot of movies its hard to choose ! ( if any of yall use letterboxd send me ur username !! )

Favourite Christmas Movie That Is NOT Considered A Christmas Movie: Idrk, the only think I can think of is Die Hard

Favourite Holiday Treat: My grandma makes this amazing like cheese ball thing ? Its this HUGE ball of this fancy vegan cream cheese I like mixed with some other stuff idk and rolled in nuts. Its crazy good and my mom and I are the only vegans in our family so we absolutely devour those bc everyone else refuses to eat it just bc its vegan lol

Favourite Holiday Decoration: I dont really decorate for xmas at my house, but my family does so I’d say maybe the handmade stocking my mom made me when I was a kid, or the 5 foot christmas Buc-ees blow up thing I have thats the only christmas decoration I put up lol. ( I haven’t mentioned this on here before but I am completely obsessed with buc-ees, I feel like its a Texan rite of passage )

Favourite Thing To Bring To A Friend/Family Celebration: My dab pen :D (its the only thing that makes family christmas bearable)

Favourite Christmas Story (Book And/Or Fanfic): Eileen by Ottessa Moshfegh ! Fanfic would probably some Larry fic but I cant think of anything specific (sorry not sorry)

Eggnog, Boiled Custard, Or Apple Cider: Idk what boiled custard is but def apple cider

Are You Good At Wrapping Presents?: NO !! OMG IM SO BAD I LITERALLY WROTE A SONG ABOUT HOW BAD I AM AT IT FOR A CHRISTMAS EP THAT NEVER GOT RELEASED !! MY GIFTS ARE SO RECOGNIZABLE BC THEYRE SO BAD, I USUALLY BRING ALL MY UNWRAPPED GIFTS TO MY FAMILY CHRISTMAS AND MAKE MY MOM DO IT LOL (AND THE FIRST CHRISTMAS I HAD WITH MY BOYFRIENDS PARENTS THEY POINTED OUT THAT I GOT SO MUCH HAIR IN THE TAPE BC I HAD TAKEN A SHOWER AND BRUSHED MY HAIR BEFORE I WRAPPED THEIR GIFTS AND IT WAS SO EMBARESSING IT WAS THE LAST CHRISTMAS I EVER SPENT WITH THEM)

Fictional Character For Holiday Cuddles: Daryl Dixon or Troy Otto ru kidding ? <3

No pressure tags: @janiehellion @ffsjustletmesleep @spinecouture @headknight-oh @hannyhann

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Any Point hcs?

Yes ty for asking :3

alright so in my little imaginary world I’ve been brewing up point is a kid Fukase and flower found while walking home from school and flower insisted on taking care of since he would keep crying until she held him. He has selective mutism and refuses to talk to weird or just overall rude people. He’s very sweet and defends close friends and family and is basically your average 3-4y/o

now if we’re talking just normal vocaloid I also have headcanons for that too, he’s the little doll he is and shapeshifts every so often, he’s basically there to help Fukase through his past trauma and flower and Fukase still treat him like a child. He can get bigger or smaller and can even become animals! :D

ty for the question I love your artnsnsjsjs I’m not even kidding when I saw your pfp in my notifications that I fell and started screaming❤️

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William Afton and/or the Son for the character ask game? :^)c

AGAGAGAGGA!!!! YEAAAS TY RICHARD!! i will do both!

ask game

WILLIAM AFTON

First impression 🎇

back in 2014 when fnaf 2 came out, i was already so enamored by this man. i mean, a tall mysterious guy who murders kids? whats not to love right? especially springtrap, i thought he was so badass.

i was 13 or so at the time and i was so obsessed with fnaf. i wasnt as into him as i am now, but i still loved him a lot and he was one of my favorite guys

Impression now 🎇

hes my second favorite fnaf character of all time, with ralph (phone guy) being my #1. though honestly mike, ralph, and william all fight for that #1st place spot every day.

william is a very intriguing character to me. he's obsessive, he's charming and yet so utterly pathetic. he's a horrible father and a horrible friend and yet with the power he holds over people, no one can escape him once he's in their lives.

i. love. william. afton.

Favorite moment 🎇

Joke answer: when oswald came home from school and saw spring bonnie vacuuming the livingroom

Real answer: tie between the sister location opening cutscene, and when he whispers "it's still me" to mike when he hides in the vents in fnaf 6

Idea for a story 🎇

ralph and dave (william) go bowling together and then go back to dave's house to fuck nasty, the end ❤️

Unpopular opinion 🎇

i love william x henry, i cannot deny their history and chemistry. buuut its a little overrated...i think people should shake things up more and ship william and henry with other characters as well. i actually dont think ive ever seen henry be shipped with anyone except for william...thats sad.

Favorite relationship🎇

PURPLEPHONE FOR LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFEEEE!!!!!!!!!! ive shipped ralph and william ever since fnaf 2 came out and it will FOREVER be my OTP. FOREVER AND EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Favorite headcanon 🎇

This is like choosing a favorite child. impossible...but i will pick one of my headcanons to share.

I already made a post about this but, William's favorite drink is a Shirley Temple with extra cherries. which is also my favorite drink!! :D

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THE SON

First impression 💊

I remember not having any strong feelings either way when i first played hlm2. Well honey, i had a big storm comin.

Impression now 💊

hes on my top 5 list of favorite characters, probably. if not, he is UP there. i LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE the son!!! he is so interesting. party boy brat but in a different way than Biker, and he has a lot of intriguing tragedy to his character as well.

Favorite moment 💊

ok how could it NOT be the final level, right?? i remember when i first played that...when the credits rolled i was just completely blown away (uh no pun intended)

Idea for a story 💊

i always thought a swap AU with The Son and Jacket would be very interesting. I'd elaborate on that but my fingers are starting to hurt from typing

Unpopular opinion 💊

i actually dont know what is or isnt popular in the hotline miami fandom since i never interact with it anymore. ummm i think he likes vanilla ice cream

Favorite relationship 💊

i like the son x jacket as a toxic awful terrible ship i want them to kill each other with hammers and the son to project all of his trauma on jacket

Favorite headcanon 💊

his first name is Rodion :)

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if you read all of that...idek what to say, thank you?!?!?