#vocaloid x you

[dollwrites]

Just stumbled to your page, if you dont mind i wanna see you write for kaito again😭🙏 like the fic you made about him is so shskshsks🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶‼️‼️

— ⟡ dizzy drabbles disclaimer !!

all dizzy drabbles are written when i am extremely high ( or, dizzy ) and they don��t contain a trigger warnings list. if there’s no indication by the request, you can assume that the fic is nsfw + dark-leaning, if not blatantly dark. these pieces are never proof read so mistakes are probably present. < 3 enjoy your experience

thunk! thunk! thunk!

it was all you could do to keep your focus solely on the sound the desk made underneath you— the legs pounding against the solid floor in tandem with the judge’s rabid thrusting into you from behind— so that you didn’t have come to terms with what this was.

what you were.

a bribe.

the jingling of golden coins are muffled in the small purse as you grip it with one hand close to your chest, whilst the other tries desperately to hold on to the edge of his desk for some sort of stabilization. you bite your lip, in hopes to muffle the pathetic, humiliating mewling that seemed to seep out each time Gallerian bottomed out, filling you to his hilt, but it was no use.

you’d never been so roughly handled, nor had you been prepared for the judge you’d visited so late at night to bend you over, hike up your dress, and make your pussy part of the bargain.

struggling to stay balanced, pressing your balls of your feet and your toes against the floor in an attempt to plant yourself there, you can feel the harsh recoil of his hips when they snap against yours.

you would’ve simply dropped your head in shame, splayed your upper body across the desk in hapless submission but hid your pleasured expression from him if only he’d let you. if only his hands were both clasped around your neck, fingers locked at the front of your throat to keep you steady as he fucked you without remorse, or concern. the shame of being so exposed— dress pushed down around your waist to reveal your jiggling breasts and skirt tossed over your lower back, panties around your ankles, and your legs spread to accept his greedy cock barreling what felt like a hole through you— was almost too much to bear. “S—stop…”

it’s a whispered plea, one that Gallerian either didn’t hear, or didn’t care about, because his fingers tightened around your neck, and he pulled you back against him. he was derobed, and you could feel the sheet of sweat that covered his chest as it smeared against your back. “Let’s feel that sweet, little cunt tighten up, my pet.” he pants against the shell of your ear, “Show me how grateful you are for my… generosity.” he didn’t have to command it; his cock was digging into a hypersensitive bundle of nerves within your depths and sending you into a gasping, whining, squirming tizzy. “Very good, girl.” Gallerian grunts, keeping his grip on you firm and unyielding, holding you in place as he battered those nerves until your whining turned into yelping, and eventually, ragged panting. your squirming turned to twitching, then to trembling as he ripped the orgasm from your body.

you screamed out, and closed your eyes against the ferocity of the sensations, stomping your feet and bucking your body forwards, only to be pulled right back in as he forced you to ride out the unwanted pleasure, all the while he planted hot, sultry kisses against your ear and down your neck.

sometime in your erotic turmoil, Gallerian also came undone. he gripped your throat tighter, his drilling became more precise and deliberately cruel and deep, and to punctuate your climax’s conclusion, you felt warmth engulfing your insides— filling a pouch in your lower belly, and you gasped, nails scraping at the desk. “W—wait—!”

but it was much too late for that, and you knew so when Gallerian sighed and pushed you off of him, taking a step back to admire his handiwork.

you were still shaking, legs cramped and spread, with his release leaking from your thoroughly used core that still twitched and clenched, remembering the way his girth stretched your sensitive, inner walls. you took a couple of heavy breaths, feeling his gaze upon your destruction, before you finally found the strength to straighten your posture. your skirt falls down into place, and you take baby steps, a small series, to turn around and face the main that had just deflowered you so brutally.

he was smiling, his eyes drifting from your puffy, swollen eyes and your tear streaked cheeks, down to your bare breasts and the coin purse clutched in your hand. his own reaches out, fingertips tracing your breast in a soft caress, but they don’t stay there. they careen to pluck the purse from your grasp.

“All your little hovel was worth fit in such a tiny purse, not nearly the sum I usually accept.” he chuckles softly as he weighs it, bouncing it up and down in one hand, before he looks at you with the devil sparkling in his eyes, “but I suppose the feeling of your warm cunt milking my cock settles the remainder of the balance.” he takes a step closer, and runs his hand up the length of your chest, neck, and finally caresses your warm cheek, smearing a tear into it as he grins wider. “Don’t cry, silly girl. You should be overjoyed. You just saved your mother from the gallows.”

[yanyan-stuck]

Thank you very much for taking my request if it's okay can I please ask for a part too where Miku sees her Darlings wallpaper and it's Miku and and the darling also has a a phone charm of Miku

And The Darlings just like:

Sorry if this sounds weird

Yandere Miku's Darling Has Her as Their Lockscreen

As your obsession for Miku grows, so does your acceptance of your feelings. And, as she’s a popular idol, there’s plenty of merchandise to feed your fixation. You resist the urge to buy most of it, though. It would be embarrassing if she saw it. However, your phone makes a rare appearance when you’re with her— who needs screen entertainment when you’re so madly in love?— so you take the liberty of adorning it with a Miku phone charm and making her your wallpaper.

You figure that since you voluntarily spend time with her now, she won’t make appearances in your bedroom window as much. So far you’ve been right, but as you scroll through your social media, you hear a musical giggle from above your bed.

“Y/n~! Darling, I never knew you were such a fan!” Miku’s voice says from the window. She opens it, plopping down onto your covers and encircling her arms around your waist. “You should have told me. I could have gotten the charm for you! And your wallpaper is one of my all-time favorite pictures! You really do love me so much~!���

Her grip is almost too tight as she pulls you down onto the covers with her to cuddle, but you don’t really mind that. Your face is burning— Miku being shameless about her obsession doesn’t mean that you’re the same, and you’re absolutely mortified.

“M-Miku! I wasn’t expecting you to drop by so suddenly… this is embarrassing” you say shyly, shoving your phone underneath your pillow. Of course, it’s too late, but your face continues to redden the more she looks at it.

“Don’t be silly, my little sugarpill! You know your love is the only thing I need,” Miku cooes in reply. “There’s no need to be ashamed! Besides, you’re going to be with me forever, so there’s no point in keeping secrets~!”

[pillow-anime-talk]

music & vocaloids month ; seventeenth day.

synopsis: Being a fan is a 24/7 job.

# tags: scenario; idol-fan dynamic; fluff; comedy gold; soft!kaito; cute!reader; video call; sfw

includes: female reader ft. kaito {vocaloid}

Kaito was used to various kinds of live performances: concerts, music programs, television and radio interviews. He also talked to fans more than once at Meet&Greet or during breaks between songs, thanking for coming or asking random people about their well-being or their favorite song/album. However, his music company decided to do a little experiment and the young idol was in the middle of a video call with one of his fans; video fan call was something new, strange, exciting and fun for him. It was just him and the person on the other side of the screen who was showing him a drawing of his character and thanking him for so many beautiful memories. Kaito was delighted, moved and incredibly happy that his CEO came up with such an interesting idea.

The young idol had already had several such conversations and each of them was amazing for the artist; one of the male fans sang a self-written song for him, another young girl told him a touching story in which she said that during hard times, Kaito’s songs helped her feel better. He also heard many words of thanks and words in which people said that the twenty-year-old inspired them to create music, sing or dance and express themselves.

After about twenty people, it’s finally time for you; you waited patiently in line with your idol’s little mascot and a glass of water just in case. The moment the connection started, a huge smile and a very big blush appeared on your whole pretty face.

“Hi, I’m Kaito. What’s your name?”

“... Uh, hi. I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you, really.” You said with a slightly shaky voice, then waved the blue mascot gently. “I don’t know where to start... But I really thank you for what you do and you’re amazing. It’s not just that you’re an amazing idol, but also that you’re a wonderful person.” You hesitantly started the conversation, and Kaito listened to your words intently. You told him that his music helps you study and often helps you fall asleep – singer was really happy.

“Do you have a wish, Y/N?” He asked suddenly and you just nodded.

“May my loved ones always be healthy and happy.” You answered truthfully. “And the people I like always be fulfilled in life and professionally, for example – you.” You added with a smile. “What about you, Kaito-san?”

“I? Well...” It was a nice moment. Usually people talked about themselves or their love for Kaito. This time, however, he answered your next questions with a smile. You helped him to relax and mentally take a breath.

It was definitely one of the most interesting conversations in his life.

previous day ; otome tohoten from party of words ��� next day ; anne faulkner from bae

[mollyjimbly]

-cozy cozy vibes with kaito

[anbaisai]

he's so mean

[mikurinkuwu]

they never let miku in charge of the group photos again

[kerizaret]

And here they all are!!! All the court cards + Jokers + card back I've done for my Polysho Poker Set (so far)!!!

This has been a huge project and I'm so so proud and happy with how they all turned out 🥹 here's to hoping I manage to finish the whole deck 🙏

[bowl-of-brain-worms]

ghost zone miku call that hatspooky migoo

[shriimpcandle]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀BAKENOHANA⠀⠀⠀⠀.

[obamerzslop]

RabbitHole Caine! My specialty is drawing Caine in outfits from vocaloid songs

[purepure]

Ride a cowboy!!

Boothill X AFAB! Reader

Including, Riding (it’s more him being dom) Metal Dick!! (?), (let’s pretend like it doesn’t hurt okay) Dirty talk, Collar, leash, and handcuffs included in this, biting, ig foreplay um idk, pet names used🙏

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Minors DNI!

A small peak from the window, let out a cool blue light, caused by beautiful lights outside of Penacony. The window was slightly open, letting in fresh air. Occasionally, a child would yell for some reason. But other than that, Penacony was nice and quiet.. Meanwhile, your boyfriend had other plans.

“Aww.. cmon pretty girl, why’d ya stop?” He asked, tugging at that pretty little collar of yours, You said nothing at all. Looking down at his metal chest, Breathing heavily and sweating profusely, that was all. With no response from you, His hand waved in front of your face, Which finally caught your attention. “..huh? o-oh.. what’d you say…?” Boothill sighed and sat up against the headboard, and repositioned yourself on his cock, “Are you just tired of bouncing up and down on me?~” He said with a smirk, slowly grinding himself on you.

“Mmpfh!~- fuck..~” you curse to yourself, because damn.. he really knew how to hit your spots. He tilted his head, staring into your heavy-lidded eyes, “What’s wrong darlin’? Can’t speak for yourself hm?” He leans in closer to your neck, sliding his tongue along the your cold skin. “Don’t worry just let me take control, ‘kay?” You nodded, “o-okay.” Boothill grabbed your waist, and bounced you up and down on his cock. “F-Fuckk.. Angel~ you’re even tighter than before-“ He moaned in your ear, loud and clear. Meanwhile, you were just lost in your own little world. Shamelessly letting out moans, it was just every time you went down on his cock, the tip angled perfectly to your sensitive spot. Like, it’s not your fault that it feels so fucking good?

“Ahnn!~ f-fuck, Boothill..!~” “yeah..~ you like getting dicked down like that?~” You arch your back into him, and throwing your head back. Boothill took your leash and wrapped hisnhand around it, forcing your head forward, once you were close enough, he went in for a kiss. Just to quiet you down and just feeling the need to kiss you during such an intimate moment between the two of you.

You felt like wrapping your arms around him, but couldn’t. Those damn handcuffs just wouldn’t let you, it felt like torture to not embrace your love in an intense moment. But that didn’t matter, you were reaching your high anyway. Boothill pulled away from the long kiss, “ahh..~ you g-getting close- mm.. d-darling?” You didn’t have the strength to say yes out loud. so, you just let a small “yes” followed up with a nod. He chuckled at you and leaned into your neck, hiscold breath met the hot skin. “..come on baby.. cum for me~” he started to nibble at the soft tissue, her sharp teeth grazing on you skin. In response you’re moaned loudly. (god..) “f-fuck..!~ boothill- I’m gonna!- cum!-“ You threw your head back. Those final three thrusts, roughly hit against your g-spot every time, then finally his sticky liquid shot into your pulsing pussy.

Both you and boothill took some time to catch your breaths. He gave you a kiss on the forehead and looked into your eyes, “you did amazing. Good girl..” he chuckled, “if you’re done taking your break, wanna go for round 2..?”

[mspaint-flower]

bink

[yanyan-stuck]

Sorry about my first request if it's okay can I please ask for a yandere Miku

With a quiet and sweet darling that wears

Jirai Kai fashion because it's cute and because of their social anxiety and

Even though they're aware of Miku being a yandere the darling is understanding and willing about it

Sorry if this is too much

Miku With an Accepting and Sweet Darling Who Wears Jirai Kei

When Miku started following you and bringing you gifts, you weren’t sure how to react. She seemed to know everything about you, her gifts tailored to your unique sense of style— Jirai Kei. Her gifts are so numerous that after a couple of weeks you feel like half of your accessory collection is made up of what she’s given you.

You’re generally meek, so you didn’t speak up against it despite the unusualness— and besides, you didn’t really dislike it. Nobody had ever paid attention to you before.

Especially because you’re openly fond of her, Miku is sweet to you, and always gives you compliments.

Miku imitates your style so that you two match.

You’re willing to cater to her obsession, telling her you wouldn’t mind being kept by her forever and that you’d be willing to stay with her until the end of time.

You start hearing horror stories around your school campus about Miku that confirm her disturbing nature. Other students warn you to stay away from her.

However, they never paid attention to you, and even teased you for your style and shy nature before you started hanging out with Miku— why should you listen to them now?

Miku never feels the need to kidnap or hurt you, because she knows that you won’t try to leave her side. She showers you in love to make sure you won’t ever want to.

She speaks up for you in social situations and is always very insistent upon your needs and wants.

She gets sad when you have responsibilities that don’t relate to her, and tends to follow you to them. It’s awkward and difficult to explain having her there at job interviews and things of the like, but you do appreciate her presence.

Eventually you’ll become just as obsessed with her as she is with you. Win-win.

[pillow-anime-talk]

music & vocaloids month ; twenty-ninth day.

synopsis: You were Mayu’s best friend. And she was always jealous of your other friends.

# tags: scenario; friendship; yandere!au; drama; thriller, i guess; threats; death mention; instagram post; no dialogue; suggestive?

includes: gender neutral reader ft. mayu {vocaloid}

[ instagram post ] 

shin3y/n.bby • 10 minutes ago

[ a photo of you and your best friend from another country - you are smiling and enjoying a picnic with lots of snacks and board games; this is your first meeting even though you’ve known each other for almost five years ]

liked by hatsune.meow, luuuka20.0 and 27 others

Mayu clenched both fists and immediately hit the dark wooden desk with all her strength on which she kept her laptop with a computer mouse.

The sight of your smiling face and the sight of how you embrace the other person was a shock not only for her, but also a huge cause for envy, anger and sadness. Mayu was also mad as hell, but not at you because she knew none of this was your fault, but she was extremely pissed at the person next to you in the picture who was holding a glass of orange juice with ice cubes in one hand, and in the other a cupcake with cream and strawberry on top.

For a young girl, such a sight was a blow straight to the small heart, so the only thing that could improve her mood at that moment was to go through your friend’s profile and find out who they were. Mayu immediately laughed out loud and put her hand to her mouth when colorful pictures of a stranger appeared to her both eyes. She looked through a few photos and films, and two things the teenager was sure after a few more minutes were that your other friend was damn boring and damn unattractive.

They had boring hobbies, creepy smile, bad haircut, to top it all off, they dressed weird and ate disgusting food. For Mayu, the sight was c o m i c a l.

Then she went back to your Instagram profile again and smiled. Unlike the nasty alien, you were really beautiful and intelligent. You had an interesting hobby, always good (in Mayu’S eyes) grades, you always matched your outfit to the weather, jewelry and make-up, you were always kind to the elderly and children, you were helpful, charming and just wonderful.

‘Y/N-chan... Why did you hang out with such a stupid person who deserved only a slow death and eternal misery?’ She thought, shaking her head, then looked at the wall in front of her, just behind her computer screen. The bright surface was covered with photos of you – both the ones of you alone and the ones of you and Mayu together. Your smile was sweet and your eyes always sparkled.

The fair-haired, short teenager had to do something about it – as she always did. She hated sharing you with other people.

previous day ; nagi rokuya from idolish7 ♡ next day ; haru yayoi from six gravity

[the-overanalyst]

has anyone else noticed the parallels between mizuki and emu bc there's actually so many. to get the surface level stuff out of the way first, they're both pink girls who like cute things and are really close with their older sisters. beyond that, they're both outwardly the happiest member of their unit but only because they bottle up any negative emotions. both of their friends have to push so hard to get them to open up. they're both afraid of endings, but they deal with the fear in different ways. mizuki keeps her distance and tries not to get attached, while emu clings to everything as tightly as she can. that's because emu's goal is to preserve good memories while mizuki's is to avoid repeating bad ones. it makes me wonder what the dynamic between them could be like

[anbaisai]

Ace Trappola x Heat Abnormal (熱異常)-iyowa