#ya know the one. yea its that. i think about that a lot like...

[spikesbunny]

I have vision in my mind..Reader pegging Dante since he deserved to be pampered and spoiled. Why not his s/o take care of him?

+ an: nonnie i think i love this... your mind is a beautiful thing i hope yk that

minors DNI!!

when dante told you he was open to try anything in bed, you thought he was just exaggerating. after all, he tended to do that a lot, and say a lot of things he really didn't mean. so you didn't ponder too hard on what kind of kinks he wanted to try. normally, he'd just ask to swap it up a bit, check in to see if you wanted to try something new.

however, dante never told you about his pegging kink. at least, not explicitly. whenever you two walked into sex stores, him giggling like an adult child, his eyes seemed to linger on the straps. you didn't pay much mind, figuring it was just male fascination. i mean, who wouldn't be amazed by the fact women could imitate penitration?

he would always stall in the lube section, looking at the different options. he'd often making jokes about trying them out, before setting them down.

it didn't click in your head until lady slipped up one day. you had gone out for a drink with her, laughing and gossiping at the bar. the liquor started talking on her end, resulting in a major slip up - although, now that you think back on it, it wasn't really a bad one.

"ya know" she started, tossing back another shot. "dante says some nasty, depraved things about you... or more so, about himself." that got you to perk up, raising an eyebrow.

"oh yea, like what?" you questioned. you were thinking maybe eating from the back, or fucking in public. your mind didn't think about the possible different kinks he had, he always just seemed experimental. more of 'how far can i stretch the title of vanilla'.

"well, he told me he wants to be pegged. by you."

pegged??? you think, recalling anytime where he may have discreetly tried bringing this up.

dante had mentioned anal, and the lingering gazes on the straps started clicking in place. he didn't necessarily mean anal on you, he meant on him. "oh my god" you gasp, finally realizing.

"listen, between me and you, i know you're gonna try it. probably tonight." lady wasn't wrong. she slides you over a bottle of lube discreetly, smirking. "there's half the cost for the night. tell dante to add it to his tab."

you chuckle, thanking lady for the... gift?

an hour later, you find yourself out of the bar, a bag containing a new strap-on in your hand, and the lube nudged into your purse. you were on a mission - to make dante not only confess his kink, but also absolutely ruin him - just like he wanted.

you enter the office, taking note of your boyfriend, sprawled out on his chair, feet kicked up on the desk. "hey baby" he purrs, eyes flicking over you with a smirk. "good night out? seems like ya went shopping. whatcha get?"

"oh, its more for you than me." you reply, setting the bag down on the table. dante eagerly sits up, taking notice of the box. "damn, wrapped all pretty, what did ya buy?"

"open it" a command. it left him no room to argue. delicately, he takes the lid off, expecting a sexy piece of clothing or something.

dante's face flushes. he swallows, thickly. he was so unsure what to think, how did you know?

"this for me?" he ask, looking up to meet your eyes. god, he looked pretty, batting his eyelashes up at you like this. you wondered how it would be seeing dante crumbled beneath you on the sheets.

"wanna go try it out?"

he nods, quickly getting up from the table, making his way to the room. you swore you saw him shiver, taking joy in the way the devil was ready to submit already.

once entering the bedroom, you find dante sitting on the edge of the bed, almost waiting for you. shit, he had made quick work of his clothes, his shirt and pants tossed somewhere in the room, coat lazily slung over the side of the bed.

"go lay down, ass up" you coo to him, watching the him crawl over to the pillows, pressing his face into them as he arched his ass up for you. god, you didn't now he could be so submissive, yet watching this was more than you could ever ask for.

you didn't know you needed this until now.

you settle behind dante, knees sinking into the mattess. "gonna be good f' me?" you ask, grabbing his bulge through his boxers, earning a shaky moan.

"mhm... yes, please" he pants out, peaking out from the pillows. his tan skin was burning up as he eyes the box. you had settled it on the side of you, removing his boxers.

dante shivers as you pour lube down his ass, a finger circling his pucker. "please?" he mewls, burying his face into the pillows once again, desperately awaiting the feeling of one finger sinking in.

"gonna take good care of you." you whisper against his back, planting a chaste kiss, before pressing one finger in.

you didn't even know dante could moan like this. his hips jolt forward, hands gripping the sheets desperately as you curl a digit in his hole. it was tight, running over his walls, feeling him clench.

how come you hadn't connected the dots earlier? you had missed out on so much....

dante whimpers as you press in a second, scissoring your two fingers to open him up a bit more. you press the pads of your fingers against his prostate, watching how he falls apart under you.

you had a devil hunter, a son of sparda, begging for you to just fuck him. either you were the luckiest person alive, or the stupidist.

"c'mon baby, take a lil more. you can take another finger, right?" you ask, watching his white hair move in a shaky nod.

you slide in a third digit, dante crumbling under you. his legs were giving out, pants and groans falling from his lips in a choir.

he melts into the sheets, the stretch a burn that he craved. he had dreamt of this many nights, waking up in a cum coated mess. you, fucking his ass, making him submit to you. he liked this, the power swap. it was always him on top.

and you were willing to pamper him.

you pull your fingers out, earning a whine of complaint from dante. you shush him, opening the box to assemble the strap around your hips. he listens to the rustling, shivering in anticipation. he had been waiting for this moment, and now, you were going to give it to him.

you press the tip to his hole, watching as he attempted to fuck back against you. smirking, you finally - slowly - enter, feeling his body melt back into the mattress. soft 'fucks' escape his lips, his body surrendering to you.

dante whines as you bottom out, panting into the fabric of the pillows. your name is a mantra on his lips, his back arching as you preform a test roll. he seems ready.

slowly, you pull out, building up pace as the devil hunter's orgasm builds up again. he wasn't going to last long, there was no way - his mind was going fuzzy, the feeling of the strap's head dragging against his walls and bumping his prostate had him shaking.

his cock twitches, your hand reaching down to gently stroke it, bringing him closer to the verge of an orgasm. dante was close, real close.

your hips slam against his ass, his body collapsing against the sheets as he moans pathetically, humping into your hand. his pleading started again, begging for you to give him an orgasm. and who were you to deny, after he'd be so good for you?

dante cums, white ropes seeping into the sheets as he drops his body, unable to support himself anymore. you help him ride out his orgasm, giving a few last thrust, before pulling the strap out.

leaning down, you press a kiss to his neck, earning a muffled thank you.

he was a mess, and so were the sheets. "c'mon, dante, let's go clean up, hm?" he groans, shaking his head.

oh well, he deserved a break after you ruined him.

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[redr0sewrites]

Hazbin Hotel x Chubby!Reader

based on a two-part request thats linked here!!!

🥀Cw: fluff, cuddles, maybe the slightest bit of angst

🥀Pairing(s): Husk x reader, Angel Dust x reader, Vox x reader, Lucifer x reader

Husk

husk has never been the type to care much about his partners physical attributes, and in his eyes, your the only person that matters to him. your genuinely so beautiful inside and out, and he literally does not care about weight AT ALL!

husk loves cuddling with you, it makes him purr whenever you wrap your arms around him and let him nuzzle into your plush stomach.

husk adores your stomach and loves pressing kisses to it, he could drown in your hugs and is totally fine with that

he will never admit it, but he secretly enjoys it when you pick him up. he would never let you do it in public tho bc he'd probably die of embarrassment

yk how cats will sort of "knead bread" with their paws? yea he does that to you! you and husk will just be cuddling and he'll just randomly start poking your stomach a bit just for the funsies. it soothes the more catlike side of him and its really cute to watch his pupils inflate

he loves tracing sweet nothings against your soft skin with his claws, and loves your laughter when he tickles you!!!

soft purring fills the room as husk nuzzles against your chest, his soft fur tickles you as you press a kiss atop his head. husk smirks, pressing a soft kiss to your stomach as you giggle. he rubs gentle circles onto your stomach, tracing hearts over and over onto your smooth skin. "husk!! that tickles!!" you laugh, and his face crinkles into a soft smile as he looks at you ruefully. "well, thats a shame for you then!" husk immediately begins to tickle you and you gasp, reaching for his ears and rubbing them. husk lets out an accidental purr before turning away, embarrassed at his reaction. you laugh again as he grumbles, curling back into your embrace.

"you're perfect, y'know that? i like the person that you are..." he murmurs, gently tracing more hearts against your skin. you can't help but smile before kissing him again, a warm, fuzzy feeling enveloping you both. "you're smart, and funny, and so, so beautiful," husk accentuates his words with a soft kiss to your cheek, making your eyes widen, "and i love ya. a lot. i used to believe i'd never love again, but now... well, let's just say you changed my mind." you were practically melting at his soft words, and you pull him impossibly closer to your plush body. "i love you too, husk!"

Angel Dust

angel dust thinks your beautiful for more than your body. angel has been used and abused, and is wary of real, genuine relationships. your like a sanctuary for him, and he adores every inch of your body

angel dust believes that its a benefit that theres more of you to love, and he really loves your hugs. angel thinks you give the softest, sweetest hugs ever and after a long day of working in the studio, he wants nothing more than to collapse into your embrace

angel dust LOVES borrowing your clothes!!! he is always looking to borrow one of your oversized hoodies or sweatshirts, and you think he looks adorable walking around in your clothes!!

angel likes buying matching outfits with you, and loves outfits that show off your curves and rolls. he would definitely get a little handsy if you wore something that shows off your body, and he is practically showering you in flirtation and praises

angel also loves to sit in your lap!!! he just fits so snuggly into your lap and its a really comfortable position for the both of you, as it allows him to both be close to you and to be able to touch you with all of his arms

angel dust loves that you never sexualize him and allow him to be himself, and always offers you the same grace. if you're ever feeling upset or insecure about your weight, angel is a wonderful person to vent to!! he knows that sometimes insecurities are inescapable, and angel dust will do his absolute best to show you how much he loves you and how beautiful he thinks you are

"is that my sweater you're wearing, angie?" you tease, approaching your lover who was lounging in the parlor of the hotel. angel smiles as you walk up to him, opening every one of his arms to offer you an embrace. you engulf him in a hug, inhaling his soothing scent as he melts into your touch. "long day?" you ask, and he nods, slumping down against you. you sit down beside him, gently pulling him onto your lap.

angel dust throws his legs over yours, hooking his arms around your neck and planting a kiss on each of your cheeks. "how do you feel?" you ask, concern evident on your face. "better now," angel replies, giving your thigh an affectionate squeeze with one of his free hands as he leans in to kiss you again. you smile, cupping his face in your hands as you gently kiss him. "i love ya toots, your too sweet 'n soft for me~" angel coos, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. you giggle, rubbing his back as he sighss. "you always make these long days worth it."

Vox

i honestly believe vox would prefer a plus-sized s/o, he's pretty tiny and while he would never admit it, he feels much safer wrapped up in your arms than anywhere else in the world.

the first time vox saw you, he stopped and stared for a second. in his eyes your so, so stunning with your perfect, plush thighs and gorgeous rounded curves

VOX ADORES YOUR STRETCH MARKS!!!!! he loves tracing them with his claws and will count each and every one. he loves the ones on your thighs the most, they remind him of electricity and he finds it very fitting

vox is SUCH a thighs guy and just goes feral over your thighs any chance he can. he adores that they're so big and he literally always has a hand on them. he loves squeezing them, pinching them, and is just always admiring the soft, plush skin of your thighs.

if anyone ever gave you shit about your weight, they WILL "disappear". vox is very powerful after all, and he can't have anyone trying to tear down his perfect partner. he doesn't understand how people don't realize that its not you who doesn't deserve him, but him who doesn't deserve you. vox loves showing you off and bringing you out on public dates, hell, he's even the type to encourage you to wear an outfit that's especially revealing to show off your body and piss off the haters even more

if anyone ever upset you over your weight or tried to make you feel insecure, they will die, no questions asked. vox loves you too much to let anyone who hurt you live, and would only spare them if you asked him to. afterwards he would whisper endless praises to you, kissing every inch of your perfect body and showing you that he loves you regardless of weight and that he thinks you are beautiful inside and out

you fiddled with the straps of your new fancy top, staring at your reflection in the mirror. you had been so excited to try it on, and it had looked good on you, at least at first. however, soon your flaws began to become more prominent, too prominent, and you were left swimming in your own doubts. the top was a gorgeous indigo that matched vox perfectly, and you had been elated when you he bought it for you. you were so excited that you had even wanted to wear it to the fancy dinner event that you were both attending tonight. "something wrong? what's the holdup?" vox called out to you, his impatience evident. "oh- it's nothing! i'll be finished in a second!" you were running out of time! did you have time to change? should you change? you liked how the top looked, sure, but what if the public thought otherwise?

"doll? oh fu-zzz-ck!" vox's voice buffered as he layed eyes on you, admiring your perfect curves. "you look..." he trailed off, stepping closer to wrap his arms around your waist. "marvelous~" he gave you a wide smirk, which you returned halfheartedly. vox's brow furrowed, immediately recognizing the issue. "ah, i see the problem. you're having second doubts, doll?" you sigh, turning towards him. "i-its just- i like the top, i really do, but what if they don't? the paparazzi i mean," you murmur, noticing vox's expression. "i just.. i dont want to embarrass you." vox barked out a laugh, giving your hips an appreciative squeeze.

"oh please, as if you could embarrass me. i do that enough for the both of us, eh? besides, who gives a shit about what the public thinks? your my doll, and if anyone says any shit about you, then they're blind. you look gorgeous with and without the damn top!" you smile, and vox's screen glitches slightly again. "y'really think so?" you can't help but ask, and vox nods. "uh, fuck yea! now, c'mon, lets get to that party and show everyone a glimpse hell's hottest couple!" you giggle, linking your arm with his and heading down to your car, all doubts cleared from your mind.

Lucifer

the day lucifer has any negative thoughts about you is the day that hell freezes over and heaven falls from the sky. in his mind you are the msot gorgeous, lovely, ethereal person he's ever met and nothing about you can change that. like vox, i actually see lucifer as the type to be into a partner who's much bigger than him physically, and he would ADORE a chubby partner!!! he loves your stomach rolls and stretch marks, he always admires the soft creases and folds of your body and just how soft you are

it's practically impossible to be insecure when dating lucifer because he's literally ALWAYS praising you- whether it be on your looks, personality, intelligence, or anything about you at all, luci always makes sure that you know you're LOVED just the way you are

lucifer claims to not have a favorite part of your body, but!!! he definitely really loves your hips, arms, and thighs, in that order.

lucifer LOOOVESSSS squeezing your hips and fondling them, especially with how soft and plush they are. he would love hip dips, and always pays special attention to your hips.

along with this, he really likes your arms and thighs!! while it may seem a litrle strange, he really admires your thighs' strength and how much larger they are compared to his. when it comes to your arms, lucifer loves trailing kisses up your arms and admiring them, and he's overall just very fond of your body

i also see him as a huge tummy enjoyer! he definitely loves resting his head on your stomach and he loves how soft you are when he hugs you.

he loves snuggles, and he loves being the little spoon!!! he's definitely smaller than you and loves being SWALLOWED by your cuddles.

lucifer has all of your stretch marks memorized, and after a long day, he loves just laying down and counting them while he traces his finger over each and every one. he just admires you so so so much, and in his eyes, your body is like art

"you are so.." lucifer mumbles, hands squeezing your hips as he peppered your stomach in soft kisses "lovely." you let out a girlish giggle, and lucifer flashes you a grin before continuing his onslaught of kisses. "what have i ever done to deserve you, my dove? your beautiful soul, your wonderful smile," he cooed, rubbing soothing circles on your hips with his thumbs, "and your stunning body. you truly are a blessing."

"so are you," you reply, leaning down to kiss his forehead. lucifer grins, gently cupping your cheek and pulling you down into a real kiss. he was currently on his knees, sitting between your legs while you sat atop the bed. his sudden flattery had begun when you asked him to help remove your painful heels, but he seemed to enjoy the position he was in. "i could admire you all day, my angel," he whispers, moving to sit in your lap. you boop his nose with your own, and his mouth opens in a cheesy, lovesick grin. "i looovee youu," he says in a sing-song style, gently pressing kisses to your neck and shoulders. "i love you more!" you say, giggling as he gently squeezes your hips. "no way. not possible."

THIS WAS SM FUN TO WRITE I ACTUALLY ADORES THIS REQUEST AND ITS COUNTERPART!!!!!!! im not plus sized/chubby so if theres any mistakes or adjustments needed plsss let me know!!!!!! anyways hope u enjoyed!!!! (u can tell i have a vox bias 😭)

[victoria-grimesss]

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->Pairing: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Fem!Reader

->Words: 4.7k

->Warning: MDNI! unprotected sex, rough sex, fingering, mask stays partially on, dirty talk.

->Summary: Working alongside the 141 for a year now, you’ve grown closer to the infamous ghost. Confiding in Soap about your crush, confession is the only way to rid yourself of the gnawing infatuation. 

->A/N: Despite all my writing being about König, ghost is my all time favorite baby girl, writing for him always intimidated me but I’ll give it my best shot, hope he’s not too OOC.

It’s been a full year on the 141 and you couldn't be happier, well not happy at the moment since you’re ankle deep in sludge. This mission is going as well as any other despite the evac being miles away through humid weather and wet ground. 

“Good thing I packed extra socks.” You muttered, readjusting your gun and pack and unsticking your boot from a deep pocket of mud.

“Oh come on lass it could be worse right? We could be treading through anaconda infested waters huh? Lighten up.” Soap is next to you. He's having an easier time removing his boots from the muck. 

Price is in the front with Gaz next to him talking about the evac and rations, you admire their relationship. Price has slowly morphed into some kind of a father figure to you as you assume he did for Gaz too or at least a mentor. Gaz and Soap are like brothers to you, you bicker like such. You pick on Soap when he gets too drunk to form correct sentences and starts singing songs from his childhood, and you get Gaz too when he laughs so hard you have to remind him to breathe. Like a dynamic triangle the three of you.

Then there’s Ghost.

He stands at the back of the group behind you and Soap, no evident trouble for him when it comes to the mud. He’s sturdy and observant, keeping a close eye on the treeline and behind the group. He's a great soldier and you admire his skills… and him. Ever since you met him you’ve had your eyes trained. 

I mean who wouldn’t.

From his expressive eyes which sometimes you feel look through you, to his broad shoulders where he holds the world on top of them, his strong arms that deal with enemies swifty, to…his… lower extremities that you certainly have only thought of once or twice. Maybe more. 

You should be ashamed of your feelings, and you lock them down deep the only time they have slipped past your lips is when too much alcohol loosens them. 

—

You confessed one night to soap, the rest were asleep and your insomnia was kicking your ass so you went to the parking lot where soap was nursing a bottle on the hood of his car, and you sat down and shared it.

“Something on your mind bonnie?” He hands the bottle to you, concern brewing in him.

“I don’t know, it’s just, Ghost.”

He laughs.

“Yea, I know about him, but what about him?” 

You take a couple large gulps of the amber liquid, it burns its way down and soothes your aching wanting heart, burying the hopeless romantic in you. Tears brew in your eyes and you always forget you either become a laughing drunk or a sappy drunk, seems the latter had won tonight.

“Aye- lass, what's wrong.” His hand is placed on your shoulder offering a comforting touch.

You sob and laugh at the same time, looking up at Soap.

“I think I’m in love with him.” You say quietly through a stream of tears that make their way into your mouth, making a weird cocktail of salty liquor.

“Oh bonnie…” Soap rubs your back, his voice is soft.

“I just, everything about him Johnny! I can’t get him out of my head, and he probably doesn't even look at me that way, he could get any girl he wanted!” You sob.

“Woah there calm down, gonna throw yourself into a spell talking like this. Look. LT cares about ya, truly. He thinks you’re a valued member of the team and I’ve caught him starin’ a few times so don’t be daft now ya hear. You’re a pretty girl and LT would be lucky to have ya.”

You sniff, wiping the tears and snot with a sleeve.

“Really? You think so?”

“Cross my heart and hope ta die. You’ll be alright.”

—

“It’s in my shoes.” You deadpan.

You hear Gaz laugh and Price looks back, checking on the team.

“Don’t worry Y/N, just imagine it’s a mud bath! Your skin will be smooth and shiny before you know it!” Soap laughs at Gaz’s antics, it’s nice when you can all joke around and relax. The hard part is over and now it’s simple evac.

“Right… how soothing.” Your eyes roll and you look back to check on Ghost, your eyes meet and a flash of electric lightning shoots to your heart, it feels good. 

He gives a quick nod and you return to your trudging. You wait till after the mission to pass any other signals, he’s too focused to register any flirting right now. Or that's the advice Soap gave you after that night.

“Right. Keep close by, chopper is land down in 5, need to evac quickly to avoid any unwanted looks.” Price alerts to the rest of the team once you’ve covered ground and are nearing sweet release. Your back and knees ache just at the thought of sitting. You nurse the last of your water and keep walking, you tip your bottle back along with your head to get the remaining drops and you trip over a protruding root.

Other foot trying to catch yourself a hand catches on your upper arm, righting you up.

“Alright there?” Ghost’s dark eyes are steady on you, maybe a bit amused, or maybe his eye paint is creasing.

“Yea, sorry just tryna finish off the bottle, didn't see that there.”

“Careful next time yea?” He releases your arm and waits for you to start walking again to pick up behind you.

“Yea, for sure LT.”

You feel his hand on your arm even after he released you and you want to untie the knot that Ghost has tied there and you know you’re royally fucked.

You’re all on the chopper and your legs just about give out, you always love the euphoric feeling of sitting down after a mission like this, the lactic acid in your muscles making them burn like no other. You sit across from Ghost and he visibly relaxes once the chopped takes off, the breeze from the open doors cooling everyone immensely.

“Good work everyone, I know evac was shit but you all hustled and we got the intel we needed. I think we all deserve a good ol drink when we get back right?” 

Price brings a smile to everyone's face, as tired as the lot of us are. You glance over at Ghost and his eyes look away from you, looking over his gear.

Your heart pains for some kind of acknowledgment that he feels the same, it’s like trying to hold the same fistful of sand no matter how hard you try it seeps through your fingers, you want him so badly you’d tape your fist shut if that meant keeping the sand in.

—

Back to base, ‘same day different shit’ you heard Ghost say one time. You often hold on to everything he says, hoarding each little piece he feeds you and storing it away somewhere special. Like you’re hoarding food for the winter, as if the winter is him falling in love with a woman that isn't you, when that happens you’ll open your little box of his sayings and advice and eat them slowly, savor them until all that’s left to drink is the tears you drown yourself in as consolation. 

A pity party is what you throw yourself that night, showering and getting a once over by the medic then making your way back to your room, Price wants to get everyone together tomorrow night for a drink, wouldn't hurt you think. You sit on the edge of your bed, the silence is deafening after a mission, tinnitus ringing your ears. The bed is cold, you want someone to warm it, you want Ghost to warm it.

The nightmares come to you quickly that night, visions of your team, your friends being ripped apart by bullets as you try to fire back into mist. You hold Ghost’s hand as he fades and you wake up coated in cold sweat and adrenaline.

3:18 a.m.

You toss and turn for a minute before huffing and leaving the bed, you need air. Adorned in sweatpants and a shirt you got on recruitment day you leave your room the sound of your door is loud and you wince as it closes. You go to the parking lot once more, maybe there will be more stars out tonight. 

The air is crisp and cool, you round the corner of the building where a bench sits, a lone figure is sitting and smoking there, you can tell it’s him by his silhouette. He’s broad and his legs spread wide as he sits alone.

“This seat taken?” You ask, scared if you talk too loud he’ll leave.

“All yours” No inflection is evident in his tone.

Silence sits between you two and you take a harsh breath to break it. It makes you uncomfortable. 

“Trouble sleeping?” His voice is deep and low.

“The usual, nightmares again. You?” 

“Not tired, too soon after the mission to sleep.”

“I understand.” 

You watch him carefully as he brings the cigarette to his lips and inhales, you inhale with him. You imagine him inhaling your perfume as his lips touch your neck. You stare, unabashedly, like you’re not scared if he catches you.

He adjusts where he sits, hips rolling to get more comfortable.

“Bloody bench feels like it’s made of spikes.” He mutters, quietly.

You breathe out a laugh as he exhales the smoke.

His eyes look to the side at you and then forward again.

“Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” 

“Like you want something from me.”

“What if I do?” 

Your heart is racing now, faster than it had on any given mission.

He stands, throwing the cigarette to the ground and crushing it with his boot, he slips his mask down again and his eyes are locked on you.

“I’d say you’d better fuckin’ find it elsewhere, we both know I can’t give you what you want.”

“What do I want Simon?” 

His lips grow sealed when you say his name.

“Things I’m incapable of providing, best leave it at that. Night sergeant.”

His tone meant business, you know better than to chase after him. You sit on the bench, staring at the cigarette on the ground. It’s beaten and crushed like you feel right now.

You wonder if you can still taste his lips on it.

The walk of shame back to your room is humiliating, you pass some others that can’t sleep, nightmares aren't anything special around here and you wish you could pluck the worries from their heads.

Sleep is easy after that, maybe your body wants to make you forget the encounter with him but even so you dream of him. He’s an inescapable phantom.

—

“Aye there she is!!” Soap hollers from across the pub, it’s a quaint place, quiet enough to not be annoying but lively enough to not feel desolate.

A large corner booth is what they occupy and you wave as you make your way over, A few empty glasses scatter the table already you arrived ‘fashionably late’.

“Hey bonnie I gotta take a leak you can have my seat yea?” He nudges Ghost so he can be let out of the booth, Ghost stands towering over you. Soap shuffles over to the bathroom and Ghost  lets you slide into the booth before he follows, trapped between the wall and him. You’d rather be under him…

You greet them all and Gaz slides you a tall glass of something mind numbing, Ghost has his mask down but he’s nearly finished with his glass same with the rest of them.

“You got some catching up to do, miss fashionably late.” Gaz shoots a smile and you clink your glasses together.

Soap meanders back and pulls a chair to sit at the end of the table, you all squabble over what a better drink is and down rounds after rounds. The conversation somehow gravitates to relationships at some point and Soap is going on and on about this woman he met at the pub down the street.

“Oh she’s a real sweetheart, thinking about asking her out later this week when I get the balls to do it.”

You smile at the way Soap talks about her, you’d love to be admired like that, treasured.

“I think you should go for it Johnny! You're a nice guy, I can go in there and talk you up if you want, say you fought off ten men to save my life.”

He laughs, nearly tipping off his chair, 

“You’re a real wingman Y/N, if you can secure a date by all means.”

You smile and the air is joyous, little is heard from Ghost but you know he likes seeing the team happy, he sips his drink and observes, smiles hidden by his mask.

“Have you had any luck on the dating scene Y/N?” 

Gaz questions, eyebrows rising.

“Yea bonnie, never hear a peep out of you when we talk about lovey dovey shit.”

You shrug, taking strong sips of your drink.

“I went on a date a while back, he got me flowers, a real nice guy. Found out he was sleeping with my friend behind my back around the fourth date. Don’t really want to try anymore, end of story.”

You can feel Ghost’s eyes burning into you as you finish the sentence. His gaze is addicting and you feel sweaty locked in his stare.

“Well he’s a proper twat for messing it up with you then yea?” 

Price offers a tip of his head, sympathy in his eyes.

“Ah it’s alright, I’ll just wait for my prince charming to come sweep me off my feet.” You bat your lashes dramatically and fake a swoon, soothing the old memory with jokes. It turns the tide of the table ambiance to a lighter one.

“I need to piss.” Ghost says quickly, you scoot out of the seat and Ghost hurries off to where Johnny has gone to earlier.

“What’s up his arse?” Gaz says confused.

Price downs the last of his drink and slams it back onto the table.

“What do you all say to a game of pool?”

“I’ll watch, cheer ya’ll on.” You still nurse your drink and you start to buzz, worries slipping away like papers, but one it left, weighted down with a large paperweight.

“I’ll be right there, gonna finish this drink off.” Soap says, sloshing the leftover liquid that's in his glass.

“Very well, see you momentarily.”

Soap watched the two walk off, leaving the two of you left alone.

He turns back quickly, you get secondhand whiplash.

“Ghost has had his eyes on you the whole night please tell me you told him and he confesses his secret love for you!” Soaps eyes are huge and he’s pleading for the right answer.

“Not exactly.” He delfates.

“What the fuck do you mean ‘not exactly’?”

“I told him that I kinda wanted him and he said he wouldn't be able to give me what I want.”

“That's bollocks and you know it! He’s always watching you, never seen him doing that for any other lass. Now is the time, he’s all alone. Go on and chat him up, I’ll tell the boys you’ve gone home sick alright.” 

Soap winks and leaves before you can utter another word. You even your breathing and gulp down the rest of the liquid courage before strolling over to the bathroom hallway. It does not take guys that long to pee weird he's not around.

You walk outside, feeling deja vu from last night the breeze hits the same way.

“You should go inside, it’s cold out.” Ghost is standing leaned up against the brick wall next to the door.

“I was looking for you actually.”

He stands up straighter, shoulders held further.

“Lads looking? Not really in the mood to lose another game. Last time was enough.”

You laugh, the alcohol making it easier to relax around him. You're tipsy enough to have fake confidence for the time being but sober enough to make deductions wisely.

“No Simon, I’m looking. For you.”

“And I told you to stop, you don’t know what you’re thinking. You’re a nice girl yea? Find a nice young guy that can take you on dates and buy you flowers-

“I don’t want anyone else Simon. I want you because I’m in love with you!”

It seems like the whole world went silent after you said that. You’re steaming and don’t move your eyes away from him.

“Y/N.”

“I’m tired of pretending. I just had to tell you I couldn't hold it in any longer it was making me sick. I don’t care about fancy stuff, you should know that by now. I just want to be next to you.”

He approaches you, your neck craning to maintain contact.

“Y/N, I’m proper fucked up you know that? You’re too kind, too perfect to be ruined by a man like me.”

You sniff, the cold getting to you.

“I think you’re wonderful Simon really. You look out for everyone and make sure everyone is alright before looking after yourself. Let me please show you you’re worth loving in return.”

Your heart spills to him, spewing it’s contents violently.

“I’m not joking, I'm not ‘prince charming’ like you referenced earlier.”

“Even better.” You smile.

“Fuck it.”

Before you know it, he lifted the small portion of his mask to kiss you and you erupt, wrapping your arms securely around his neck as though you’ll fall if you don’t. His hands hover over your waist and you grab them and push them down onto your body and he pulls you close. He kisses you like it’s the last time, he makes up for all the times he should have, all the time he desperately wanted to.

He’s watched from afar for so long, your laugh creates sparks in his heart, seeing you make it back from another mission safely spurs him on. He would lay down his life for you and you don’t even know it.

He pulled back, mouth in the crook of your neck.

“Your place is nearby right?” You ask, rubbing his neck and down his back.

“Yea, yea it is.”

He leads you back, back to his den where he’ll draw you in with those eyes and that voice, calloused hands exposed from his gloves that will trace over your skin. The walk is in silence but you both are buzzing, the team won’t miss you, probably happy this chasing game is over with so peace can be established once more. He takes your hand as he leads you up the steps to his apartment, you grope his arm and he shoots you a sultry side-eye.

“Have I ever told you I love your arms?”

“You did just now love.”

Love, love, love. You want him to keep saying it.

He leads you in you’re caged in by his arms on the inside of the door. He looks you over head to toe.

“You look fuckin lovely tonight you know that? All I’ve been thinking about is tearing this top off of you and stripping you down.”

You shiver and bring your hands to run carefully from his abdomen up to his chest.

“You think of ripping my clothes off frequently?”

“Very.”

Stunned by his words and your head swimming he places his hands on your waist and lowers his head to your ear.

“Now if you’d allow me, I’d like to fuck you now.”

Hypnotized you speak.

“Yes please.”

His home is lowly lit and sparsely decorated, you assume he’s not here often or for long.

The bedroom is simple, a bed, two side tables, two lamps, and a dresser. An adjacent bathroom you can’t see.

“You have a nice place.”

“Well now I know you’re lying.”

You stand at the edge of the bed and he stands before you and his hands are on you again pushing you onto the bed you are surrounded by the smell of him, the deep umber and woodsy scent. 

“You know how many times I’ve pictured you in my bed?”

He’s inching your pants down your hips agonizingly slow as he speaks.

“How many times I fucked myself picturing you instead?”

“Ghost.”

“Nah none of that here, you’re gonna say my real name from now on and you’re gonna scream it alright?”

“Fuck Simon.”

“Yea. Just. Like. That.” Your pants are off and his hands move from your ankles up to your knees and caress to your inner thighs. His fingers skate your pantyline and your eyes are locked on his hand and he doesn't stop. His hands move over your hips and grip your waist before moving right below your breasts, he checks you with his eyes and you plead silently.

He cups you fully with both hands and you roll your head savoring his feelings.

“So fucking good love fuck.”

He strips you of your shirt and bra and you’re left exposed on his bed. He stands back to stare down upon you and you feel like a spread of food sitting on a stark white table ready to be consumed and ogled. He strips himself of his leather jacket leaving his quite form fitting black tee on.

You adjust under his gaze, his mask hides any expression but his eyes say so much. Raking over your body heavily and his chest rising and falling fast as though he had run a marathon.

“Simon.”

“Yea?”

“Do something.”

“Like what?” His voice is lighter now.

“Anything Simon!”

He laughs and places a knee in between your legs, spreading them wide to accommodate his other leg and hips.

“There we go, fuck all spread out underneath me.”

His hand is placed on your breast and rolls your nipples in his fingers, it moves down never leaving your skin until he reaches your core it’s hot and wet and he collects it on his fingers and when he finally touches you it’s like you’ve reached Valhalla. 

He slips a finger inside and it faces no resistance, you form around him and he slips in another starting a smooth rhythm.

“So tight, you think you’ll be able to take me huh love?” 

He’s pumping in you and you can hear how wet he’s made you, his eyes darting from his fingers to your face, thrown into pleasure.

He brings you to your peak so quickly you’re stunned and you grip his arm as you clench around him, his name being pulled from you like a mantra.

 You regain your mind and look at him as he slips from you and his fingers make their way under his mask, his eyes on your as he licks them clean tasting you on him.

“Sweetest fucking thing I ever tasted.”

He’s unbuckling his belt next, unzips his pants and pulls himself free. He's thick as all hell and a thick vein runs down the underside. It looks heavy and you pocket an idea for next time.

You're staring for a long time and his two fingers that just did unspeakable things to you tip your chin to look at him.

“Think you can handle it?”

“I can take it, just hurry up.”

“You’re always so impatient you know that.”

He places the tip at your entrance collecting your wetness to help with the initial push.

The stretch is delicious and you grip his arm and shoulder gasping at the feeling of being full of him.

“Fuck. Fuck you’re so fucking tight, squeezing me so fucking good.”

His one arm is braced at the side of your head, forearm spattered with tattoos burning your peripheral vision. The other holds himself, leading himself into you.

He’s seated fully inside and you feel split down the middle in the best way. Burning fire deep within you and you moan for him to move, creating the friction you need.

He starts moving and you both moan, he tips his head forward to watch where he enters you repeatedly.

“So good, fuck so big Simon.”

“You take it so well, love.”

His hand that once gripped himself holds your hip and moves himself like the ocean, fluid and rhythmic.

“Always dreamt about fucking you, you spread out of my bed while I fuck my cock deep into you.”

You throw your head back and he leans back, the warm air that was between you two leaving for the cold air of the room bringing your nipples to hard peaks which his eyes gravitate to.

“Alright c’mon love.”

He takes your ankles and your legs are on his shoulders. He thrusts that much deeper and hits the right spot to make you see spots.

“You like that, fuck I can see how deep I’m going in you.” 

His hand finds your and puts it on your lower stomach and pushes down so you can feel the way he thrusts within you and how deep he reaches, you clench around him.

“Yea you like that.” He's cocky like this, dominant and all controlling. You’re putty in his hand.

“Simon I’m close don't stop please, fuck please.”

He lifts his mask up over his lips and kisses your ankle, biting your calf when he growls and that's all you need to be pushed over the edge.

“Fuck, yea cum on my cock good fucking girl.”

He fucks you through it and leans down to be face to face again. Your legs draped over his shoulders and he hits the right spot with each thrust now, he’s battering you into the mattress and his growling with each thrust muttering about how good you feel and how nicely you wrap about him.

You claw at his chest through his shirt sobbing and babbling and moaning.

“Can’t even form a proper sentence, so drunk on my cock yea? You gonna be a good girl and cum again for me?”

The graphic noises from where the two of you are joining echos through the room and you hope his neighbors aren't home.

“Yes, yes Simon please please please.”

The bed is an orchestra of noises and he shoots a hand up to the headboard, his knuckles gone white from gripping it so hard. Your abdomen is tight, so tight and your so fucking close you just want to cum at the same time as him.

“Fuck fuck fuck, so tight and wet where do you want me to cum, fucking tell me.”

“Inside me, inside me it’s safe.”

Not a beat after that leaves your mouth he’s seating himself so deep within you, you feel him throbbing deep within you and your vision goes blurry, ears gone fuzzy as you both are thrown into the abyss at the same time. 

You hear a crack from above you but you pay no mind as your neck deep in pure white hot bliss.

“Fuckin hell love, really. Fuck.” He's panting, you’re panting.

You stroke his chest lovingly as he kisses your ankle as he slowly lowers your legs from his shoulders. He lowers his mask once more.

You glace up to where his hand still grips the headboard and a deep crack is ingrained in the wood.

You laugh.

“Jesus Simon, you fucked me so hard you broke your bed.” 

He removes his hand observing the wood and shrugging.

“Well worth it I’d say, I’ll invest in a sturdier one.”

“Are you saying you’ll invite me to your place more often?”

“Your place works too.”

You both banter as you both clean up, you shower and he washes the sheets and hangs around the kitchen, letting you some time to refresh.

You come out of the bathroom smelling like him, drowned in one of his shirts and he's leaned up against his kitchen island gazing blindly at the random rugby channel he turned on.

He slides you a beer and you take it gratefully, bumping your glasses together.

“I mean it Y/N, I’m not the kind of man you might be thinking.”

“No Simon, you’re exactly the man I’m looking for, you’re stuck with me now.”

There's a beat of silence before Simon speaks up again.

“I should probably thank Johnny for tonight right?”

“Yea, he pretty much told me to quit my bitching and confront you.”

He sips his beer, 

“Well, for once I can say thank fuck for Soap and his matchmaking skills.”

You laugh and stare at him in adoration, this is the start of something wonderful.

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Tag list: @theredviolets

[ivysprophecy]

Am I Okay? Chapter Two

a/n: hi!! so i know im a eensy bit behind on writing these because this takes place *during* part seven which is linked if you need a bit of a refresher however the next chapter will be up soon hopefully and i can tell you it will take place after part twelve! maybe you can guess what it will be ;)

warnings: i dont think there are any?

word count: 594

i kick my sandy boots off before walking through the door. trying to keep as much sand out of the house as possible.

"your house is gorgeous..." i bend over shaking any loose sand out of my hair before stepping into the kitchen. i see a picture frame on the counter. its what i assume to be a picture of his family. or what it used to be.

he told me something had happened with his dad's death and rose had left for some reason or another but...

"this is a nice picture... cute. i like the longer hair."

he looks over at me with an odd expression on his face, some mix of a melancholy tone to it. but he knows i mean well, no harm.

"thank you... but yea i was a lot younger then, i think i was a junior in high school there. making wheezie about fifth grade? sarah a freshman... different times."

"ya know she talks about you a lot. misses you. and a lot more but its not my business," all he can do is nod towards me, acknowledging what i said. "well i should be heading home..."

"are you sure? you dont have to go you know, you could stay. get dinner or something."

you chuckle running a hand through your tangly, gross hair. "im not exactly in going out attire," you gesture to your unkempt hair and bikini clinging to your skin.

"well youre welcome to make yourself at home here. im sure there are some clothes i can lend you."

"if its alright actually do you mind if i grab a quick shower? sands got me all itchy and stuff-"

"yea of course- ill find you some clothes and show you where the gust room is."

following him up the stairs i continue to take in his house, its real nice. but i guess thats how it goes when you own cameron development. or most of it.

"so just in here," he opens a door thats obviously a bathroom, "im gonna grab some clothes, sarah has a box or two left here but ill see what i can find."

"thanks so much- youre sweet as sugar," i lean up and press a friendly(?) kiss to his cheek.

his smile is subtle, but there, as he walks off heading to find the clothes previously mentioned. and its not long before i have the shower running and he leaves them outside the door before he goes to take care of himself.

after i get out of the shower i see my phones blown up with texts from sarah and the groupchat sending off a few responses before finally getting dressed. seeing he found some of sarahs jeans, but one of his shirts.

it smells like him.

and im kinda mad at myself for liking it.

i walk back down the stairs after throwing my hair up and out of the way since its still a little damp. and i see rafe watching me as i walk down and he hurriedly hides his phone in his pocket.

guess he likes me wearing his shirt too.

"you uh- you clean up nice."

i cant hide my smile and blush as i walk over to him, "could say the same about you. where are we headed?"

"i figured id let you pick where we eat."

"well im still new around here so why dont you take me to your favorite place?"

"i can do that... lead the way," he gestures to the door after grabbing his keys with a grin.

[ masterlist ]

[magexii]

lbcc au stuff

okay so I've been working on the svsss miraculous au with some moots and I have obviously been having a lot of thoughts about it.

anyways. here's a post with me talking at length about it more. ill try not to be too redundant so make sure to check out the other posts too! :>

Lady Beetle, aka Shen Yuan

holder of the ladybug/beetle miraculous

his kwamii is Xi Tong, aka The System, who I have a design for here

he's chronically ill and spent a lot of time in hospitals growing up

he has a veryyy transactional relationship w xi tong. in order for his kwamii to help his health and boosts his abilities it expects him to do certain tasks.

he has the power of creation. I'm not sure on his weapon yet but I don't think its the yoyo lol.

I think the transactional nature of his dynamic w xi tong would also extend to his use of lucky charms

obsessed w the adaptation of PIDW and luo binghe

friends(?) w sqh as airplane and cucumber online after harassing him online over writing PIDW

based a lot of his self as lady beetle after his older brother

there's only one earring for the lb miraculous btw

Crimson Cat, aka Luo Binghe

holder of the black cat miraculous

his kwamii is meng mo lol, tell me it doesn't fit

sentimonster created by sqh

hes an actor! his first role was PIDW

he became an actor to help pay for his sick adopted mothers medical bills

his power is destruction!

I think he should be able to tear a hole in the very fabric of reality, as a treat.

using his powers takes a toll on his mental state

his weapon is a bow staff

mobei jun takes the role of the gorilla here. they are friends but mbj Cannot be Normal and is like. very protective of binghe

Lacewing, aka Shen Jiu

holder of the butterfly miraculous

his kwamii is xiu ya

sentimonster created by sqh

adopted by the shen household, takes his role as sy's older brother very seriously.

also an actor, has worked w lbh before. they do not have a good relationship.

his weapon/magical object is his fan. sorry I know in canon the peacock has the fan. but sj needs it.

he's fashionable asf

he wants the miraculouses to help with sy's health :(

Ocellus, aka Shang Qinghua

holder of the peacock miraculous

kwamii is uhhhh uhhhhh

I spent so long trying to come up with a name that combined airplanes and peacocks. this man was almost named cockpit.

I chose the name ocellus! that's another word for eyespots which are markings on animals that mimic the look of an eye. they are found on peacocks feathers, butterflies, and cats ;)

symbolism is symbolisming

he created luo binghe and shen jiu as sentimonsters through is writing.

his weapon/magical object is a pen

villain??? lb and cc do not know

mbj is trying to date him so hard

he had the ladybug and black cat miraculous (for completely normal reasons im sure) and is the one who chose their current holders :)

SO UMM YEA.

big thanks to @batdog102 @jam13333 and @carlosateaworm for talking abt the au so much with me! they came up with all the good stuff here. and thanks to the anon who came up with the idea in the first place!

also the au tag I'm going w now is "lbcc au" so you can search that on my blog for all the content about it!

[choccy-milky]

OKAY HEAR ME OUT CHOCCY SEB GIVES CLORA A SNAKE RING?!?!

Soooooo rereading the fic and I’m back to chapter 33, and it totally popped into my head that they are IN THE VICTORIAN ERA and do ya know what was super popular after the engagement ring that Queen Victoria was given by Prince Albert? A SNAKE RING

AND IF THAT AINT SEB TREATING CLORA LIKE THE QUEEN SHE IS THEN I DONT KNOW WHAT IS 😭💙💚✨

Thank you for coming to my ted talk 🫣😂

LMFAOO YESS TRUST ME, IVE SEEN THIS AFTER DOING MY OWN RESEARCH ABOUT VICTORIAN RINGS, ITS SO PERFECT!! AND THE FACT THAT ITS GREEN TOO LMAO, prince albert was a possessive slytherin confirmed!!🤪 but yea ill DEFS be incorporating a snake into the final design of cloras ring HAHA. i basically HAVE to...yknow, for period accuracy 🥰

WOO YAY im glad i could inspire you to start writing!!!🙏and i get it, writing fanfic is defs self indulgent and for ourselves first and foremost, but obvs nobody wants to release their work into the void😩 as for how my own fic got popular, one of the main things is defs timing. i published the first chap basically within the first week of the game being out (it came out on the 10th and my chap was on the 18th) so it was there right at the peak/start of the fandom. but i also dont wanna attribute it all to timing BAHHA cuz i think im a pretty good writer and that helps....my fic also didnt get popular right away, but i was consistently posting every single week + eventually started adding art every single week, and was just really dedicated to not only writing but also drawing art for it (which is also obvs another huge factor/probs the biggest factor). ive had so many ppl tell me they started reading my fic bc they saw my art on pinterest or something LOL, and some ppl have even read it fandom-blind bc they were into the seb/clora dynamic??? which is another point actually. i always joke about how i love my cliches and good girl+bad boy dynamics, and that im unashamed about loving them LOL, but also...they're cliches for a reason!!! lots of us eat that shit up!!!😤so i think thats defs another factor, vs if my fic was a bit more niche and avant garde LOL the fandom is also (understandably) a lot slower than it was at the beginning of the year so itll be harder in general, but maybe you could commission art to go with your fanfic? ive seen a lot of other HL fanfic writers do it, and i think it defs helps to draw attention! GOOD LUCK and i hope you keep writing!!!🫡💖💖💖🙌

huh??? go with the tide pods instead, THAT shit looks bussin😩😩

AWW TYY😭😭I LOVE THAT HAHAH AND IM GLAD U THINK SO💖💖 my friend also asked me this question after seeing my recent ask, and i STILL have no idea what i would have named it instead LMAOO, thats how bad i am at naming things. even a year later im like bruh idk!!! clora and sebs bizarre adventures??? i guess id probs make it something light/dark themed in retrospect, or something more specific to the ancient magic, but i still have no idea what LOL

[deathdetermineslife]

how do you manage to get any followers or friends in the selfshipping community? is it just luck?

for months i’ve been trying to interact with others and follow people, engaging with stuff like ask games and hosting reblog games, but when i try to share any artwork or i reblog an ask game myself, its radio silence. like even in small discords i get ignored so bad

i don’t say this at all to be guilt tripping /gen, it’s genuine curiosity at how this stuff even works. like am i doing something wrong or is the community just like this?

here is my comprehensive and lame guide on How To Get Selfship Followers

step 1 - posting

so a lot of my posts are either kinda general or fun. folks I will not lie to you. these are all stupid shit that come to my mind on a day to day basis. for example, today, I thought, "man I'm such a loser I'm not in college like all my friends r" and then I was like "omg wait. i could make a post out of this" so I did that.

you also kinda gotta be conistent. so i try to post at least *something* everyday. even if its a reblog, tho, I don't reblog a lot of things other than ask games.

another thing with posting is that i do try to make a lot of community based content. so idk if yall remember but in the beginning of my account, I did the "things you can do if you have xyz f/o". i did like,,, I think almost 100 of those ?????? it was a lot. then I started making templates and I made some ask games and ofc I post a lot of general like,,, imagine stuff. oh also polls. people seem to enjoy polls.

step 2 - be positive

this is the big thing. as most of yall (hopefully) know, I do not fw proshippers !! but I don't talk about discourse unless its directly brought up. not only this, I put a big focus on just,,, being nice idk. like id like to think I'm a pretty down to earth person.

if you make a template and people tag you in it, say something nice! reply to peoples art, send in asks, things like that. i try to do my part in being nice. i also just like hearing about peoples selfships.

when people post promos and have the little "rb to be moots", reblog! when you come across someone having a bad day, maybe they made a vent or something, reply with a simple "I hope you feel better <3" or "your f/o loves you <3". things like that, ya know?

step 3 - have fun

genuinely. i post as much as i do because I like it. i didn't go into this thinking "oh... yea... I'm gonna get selfship famous..." like no I just wanna ramble somewhere bc none of my close irls r selfshippers.

you wont get popular or get followers because you grind out posts. literally one of my biggest posts on this account I wrote while I was half asleep one night and wanted to test out queuing on my account.

and in that regard, it is partially luck. i don't control what posts people do and don't like. sometimes I write up imagines and no one sees them. sometimes I write up a post saying "lol go kiss your fake boyfriend ooo smoochie smoochie" and that does numbers

step 4 - interaction

im only in two servers. one server (which was the first public server I think I ever joined ???? i could be wrong tho,,, bad memory blehg) that I don't own and then my own 18+ server. i don't think being in servers does anything,,, considering I'm only in one that isn't mine. i think its more like ,,, sticking to one or two places ?? like just being consistently in an area you're comfortable in.

i guess you gotta just find the right people ??? and like I mentioned, be friendly, but ya know. also I guess tags too? idk if you look at any of my regular posts I have 8 million tags on them. idk if that actually does anything or not because its kinda hit or miss sometimes.

i was gonna say something else but i forgot. see look listen I dunno how I got here but this is what I do ,,,, effectively nothing. also with the being kind thing, maybe this is how I am bc I'm pagan but I think that if you expect kindness back you wont get anything. sometimes its just nice to be nice. eventually you gain a reputation for being a nice person. you kinda have to not want that tho? like I don't see myself as particularly like ,,, super kind ,,,??? i just do what feels right.

step 5 - uhhhh idk im just rambling now

i guess i also went into this kinda like. damn sometimes this community is a cesspool of absolute meanie pants. i don't wanna be a Meanie Pants and just post my thoughts and the things I think about. i guess how I see it too is, I kinda like ? idk I think all these things anyways why not post them? kinda feels like a waste not to.

also ive been told my posts are pretty recognizable bc of how I format them ? my dividers and such. also tagging all of my imagines and stuff with my 🥀📜 emojis. i guess that helps too? because that's how I recognize certain accounts. "like oh there's them I recognize their dividers and their tags".

also you kinda gotta like,,, not let hate get to you. like have fun with it? i know that's hard, but, that's what you gotta do. when I get printer ink (bc. a hoe does NOT like buying printer ink) im printing out that fucking 8 mile long hate message I got sent. but also that's just the kinda person I am. like people being a dick and stealing my posts and telling me to swallow a glock 9mm doesn't upset me, im more like,, confused more than anything because never in my life have I ever sent hate to anyone. also I have had this "I do not care because you're some loser on the internet and you being an ass wipe is no where near as bad as the shit people have done to me irl" attitude.

TLDR; i dont think youre doing anything wrong because I don't exactly know what I'm doing right. i just... do... and sometimes, "just doing" is enough. maybe its luck, maybe I've been blessed by the tumblr algorithm and I've somehow figured it out, or maybe the community is just genuinely that bad and they pick favorites. maybe its all of the above! who knows. i try not to worry about it. i think at the end of the day, as long as you're having fun posting about your f/os and selfshipping, that's what matters.

alright thats all see ya. if you have any more questions feel free to ask however I fear I cannot answer them </3

[breezy-cheezy]

for the ask game........ gimme my boy Dan Heng if you'd like....................

I am so hsr brained rn SAVE ME

DANNY BOY BELOVED yes ok (there's no saving you friend, you gotta let it run its course...)

a song i associate with them:

I blame Rose for this one, but "Turn and Run" by Marianas Trench! Him with Blade...but also very much in general before he met the Astral Express, yea?

"Though it's unsaid

Know that I should stay but I

Could leave tonight and run

I know that I’m not fooling anyone

But what will I become

If all that I do is turn and run?"

ALSO I DO HAVE A PLAYLIST I'M SLOWLY WORKING ON FOR HIM WEEPS (I rped him in a dreamwidth game so it helped get into character)

a personal favourite hc i have of them

I really really like the idea that he's more dragony than canon explicitly states! More visible scales, sharp teeth, cold blooded, etc! Stuff that he hides alot less after his past is revealed to his found family!

an otp / pairing

Dan Heng x Happiness

a notp

Ya know me, I'm not much for ships. But him romantically with any of the High Cloud Quintet is extra eeeeehhh to me;;;

a favourite platonic relationship!!

Dan Heng & The Express crew of COURSE!! But also Dan Heng & Boothill make me really happy kjshdfsd

favourite thing about them / a reason why i like this character

Love me a guy who looks and acts cool but is actually a huge dork :P But also he has a big heart and love for the people around him, trying not to make the mistakes his past self did....man. I love him a whole lot.

something i don't like about this character

Can we PLEASE let this boy have a trip to the Luofu where he doesn't have to dig up old trauma to progress the plot??? Thanks!!!

Also I'm glad his "normal" outfit is what we generally see in main story, I think it's much more him...his 4-star look I mean.

my favourite moment with them in the series!!

I think what really solidified my love for him was actually the visit to the Shackling Prisons! Particularly his lines trying to comfort *Trailblazer* while he very distinctly sounds *terrified*. Honey. Darling. This is worse for you than it is for us, c'mon-

[nishitanis-left-nut]

FINALLY BEAT KIRYUS PUNK ASS-

it wasnt that hard once i gave in and looked up how to beat him online and found out hes weak to ice (wouldve been funny if they also made him weak to knife attacks but ya know) also id heard before about how the creator never wants kiryu to fight women but i didnt think that would also apply to LaD? thats so silly and wholesome kiryu drinks so much respect women juice the rules of the game bend around him

also it reminded me a lot of how sanji also wont fight women in jump force (and i get why people didnt like it in that instance because of how the game works, and that also explains why the creators never let kiryu be a guest character in other fighting games)

i dont think ive ever been as hyper aware of a franchise working around and making a character as "cool" as they possibly can as i have been with kiryu and it still WORKING on me. like oh man yea this guy's cool as fuck i wish men were real

i love that ichibans whole rpg thing makes him a knight specifically, i dont know anything about dragon quest but thanks to my very limited knowledge about dnd and rpg's in general im pretty sure there are tons more classes and tropes they couldve chosen for him, but they made him a knight and kiryus a dragon idk its silly i like how they lean in on the gimmick and make it fun (also the tune he hums sounded suspiciously like the zelda treasure chest chime although it could also be from dragon quest or just a tune they came up with, but it was still really fuking cute i love this nerd)

this shot made me sad also they did kind of tweak kiryus shirt to be redder right? i know its supposed to be maroon but the color kind of flip flops from looking borderline magenta to red through the games a lot

i am going to shove him in a box and ship him back to okinawa NO YOU DIDNT!! NO YOU DIDNT NEED TO FAKE YOUR OWN DEATH ACTUALLY!!! this man and his self hatred and self sacrificing complex are gonna be the end of me. hes doing exactly what he got angry at haruka for doing in y6 but no its okay because hes the one doing it this time around right kiryu and he actually does deserve to be alone RIGHT KIRYU *holds head in hands*

hes such a painful amalgamations of all the good and bad character traits we assign to men both in fiction and in real life and its like. god. these characters are people man. hes just a dude that got handed really shitty cards in life and never learned how to properly handle his feelings and the ones of those around him. i need to lay down.

also the way they keep referring to him as "this guy" is so silly like thats Kiryu fuking Kazuma thank you very much, its funny how ichi doesnt know who he is but he still gets a title card with his full name and previous role in the yakuza to boot. he gets that TWICE

i now the title cards have never reflected how much the characters know about each other and theyre just there for the player, but they usually do feel like the characters at least have heard about each other whenever we get them, and im sure ichiban mustve heard about The Dragon of Dojima before going to prison since he'd heard about Majima before. but he didnt know majimas name either he just mentioned the tojo had a mad dog with one eye im over thinking this okay im done :]

[soleil-in-the-sky]

Are you trying to give your OCs something to wear but feel that all you do has no style? Have you scoured the internet for clothing design tutorials and still cant come up with anything you like? Many years ago, I had this problem. I now know that while I knew the basics of clothing design, I did not know how to IMPLEMENT them because I had zero fashion vocabulary! I finally solved this by creating........

My clothing design inspiration board! It has a bunch of different types of clothes, accessories, patterns, and the like!

As a bonus, below the read more are some clothing/costume design advice primarily for character design purposes!

These are (sorta) recreations of notes—made for the general ideas section—which are currently impossible to find (though the advice below has more thoughts.) never mind guys i found them so now this post is gonna be a bit disjointed cause im just gonna slap in any unique advice from there. on top of the fact this has been sitting in my drafts for 3 thousand years. so, if this is hard to understand tell me and i will make a new version with a more unified and serious writing style.

first two-and-a-half advice were written yesterday who knows how long ago on pinterest, thats why they sound so informal. actually the whole post is so informal wow

Varied wardrobe:

[Title: Varied wardrobe]. If you have the time, give your characters different outfits! That can tell us so much more! (Not part of OG notes, but giving OCs different outfits for different situations can reveal stuff about different sides or layers of their personalities/headspaces! You can also just give them a wardrobe of different clothes. Either way, you can have different outfits have similar silhouettes and/or shapes, or have them be completely different, which could be used for a purpose like what I talked about above.)

Layers:

[Title: Layers]. Layers........... layeersssss....... yes.......... uhhh, yea I love layers (this is def not what i sounded like in the OG note) So layers! They make your outfits more interesting! They're really cool and, in my opinion, they make outfits feel more real. Also they give you an excuse to go crazy go stupid with clothing designs hahahahahaha brb im gonna go put 5 shirts on my OC plus 50 scarves and 2 hats (DEF not what I said in the OG notes its been a while and i have a lot more thoughts about this now)

ok and some thoughts from the original notes: Layering can tell us a lot about your character. You can even merge different clothing items! Think about it: short sleeves on long sleeves can make for a unique touch on an otherwise boring shirt. Go ham on the combinations!

Research (this one's important):

[Title: Research (this one's important)]. Research is cool! Look at all those buttons [, click: here: for link], no wonder there was a button shortage. Also obviously you have to research stuff before writing about another culture otherwise its gonna be some inaccurate crap. a well researched portrayal will be way more interesting and research (at least for me) can be rewarding in general. But you can also do research on time periods, jobs, and more! Research can be intimidating, but sometimes, you just gotta do it. And as I said about well-researched portrayals being more interesting, researching can give you ideas you would've never thought about [, click: here: for link to source]. Told ya research makes stuff more interesting. (really realizing these are more than just recaps, wow. im even citing crap.) So yeah, research is important for many aspects of storytelling, including costuming, and even if it's scary, your future self will thank you.

Imagery:

[Title: Imagery]. This is where you unleash your inner English teacher. You slap some object's shape, pattern, image, etc. somewhere to represent something. It could represent some deep-seated secret of the character, but it doesn't even have to be deep. It may just be a simple reference to a personality trait. Where you put the symbolism can also mean different things, like for example, hearts on a character are usually positive symbolism, but a heart on the sole of a shoe can, if you so desire, mean the character crushes others dreams.

Clothing variations:

[Title: Clothing variations]. Just look at this [, click: here: for link to an image of variations of vests]. Details. You can change them. All the details. Play around with them. Go even further, change the details no one notices. Have you ever seen a denim shirt? No? Make it happen. Make all those weird things happen. Yeah, that's it really.

Details:

[Title: Details]. (literally just copy-pasting the original note apart from maybe one awkward word replaced) Simple details like buttons, hemlines, lace or pleats can make your outfit feel all the more real. The possibilities are endless for such small add-ons.

Don't limit yourself to one type of anything, it's why I made this board! (Other than my own lack of ideas.) For example, learning to draw pockets is cool and all, but are you sure that's all you can do? I have a whole section for them!

So yeah that's it. I am tired and this post is very disjointed.

[spareham]

tag game ✨ get to know me!

tagged by @gemmafuckingscout & @whoreiorcats ok squuaaaad? thanks... 💓🥰💓🥰

1 ) are you named after someone? technically im named after the beautiful Lemon... but no, not rly! i was almost named after my gpa's dad (mathias) tho

2 ) when is the last time you cried? i almost cried ln ... but fr last big cry was likeee .. abt two weeks ago

3 ) do you like your handwriting? it's alright!! the only time i dislike it is when it becomes almost entirely illegible even 2 myself... but otherwise yea i like it :p used to spend a lot of time changing it back in the day

4 ) what is your favorite lunch meat? i guess salami???

5 ) do you have kids? nooo.. but i have a dawg & 2 pigs !!

6 ) if you were another person, would you be friends with you? who is the other person i am??!! this 1 is hard 4 me but im gonna say ... yeah... probably

7 ) do you use sarcasm? ya i love irony in all its forms.... but i only rly like sarcasm in a jokey setting, i dont rly get sarcastic when im like sad or angry or anythin...

8 ) do you still have your tonsils? yes c:

9 ) would you bungee jump? no fuckin wayyyyy

10 ) what is your favorite kind of cereal? my fav cereal is the one that i pick at the store, then take home where it languishes in my cabinets being eaten one bowl at a time until its stale and i have to eat it stale cos i picked it out...... so i guess like.. non-stale cereal

11 ) do you untie your shoes when you take them off? nah buddie. and i wear mostly sneakers too xD

12 ) do you think you're a strong person? physically, nah. i used to be but im workin on building that back up... emotionally like... also nah? because i feel like a lot of people attribute like.. stoic-ness in the face of distressing situations to be emotional strength but im tryna cry and laugh and feel all the emotions yknow...?? so .. workin on it x2

13 ) what is your favorite ice cream flavor? vanilla base.... with some kind of fruit and some kind of crunch. there was once a peach cobbler ice cream i loved..... get a lil cinnamon in there, a lil brown sugar note.... OOh.. also i just love addin fruit to plain ol vanilla man

14 ) what is the first thing you notice about people? outfit/clothing/style probably! not in a judgy way, i just like... yknow, that's whats on the outside and also i love clothes lol :p online??? icon/url baby

15 ) red or pink? pink pink pink pink pink...i have a pink phone case, pink computer mouse... pink wig!! but the pink wig is like my only pink clothing item fr xD i dont own a lot of red either.

16 ) what do you least like about yourself physically? my nicotine dependency c: workin on it

17 ) what color pants and shoes are you wearing now? pants are like... brownish/greyish 'camo' with a bunch of monster trucks kickin up dirt

18 ) what was the last thing you ate? leftover rice, tofu, and brussel sprouts with a lil seaweed snack pack

19 ) what are you listening to right now? air purifier, coffee tricklin, bird song

20 ) if you were a crayon, what color would you be? chartreuse !

21 ) favorite smell? original old spice cologne... the top of my partners head....

22 ) who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? a potential client!

23 ) favorite sport to watch? any sport where i know a player or i've played it myself... but if i had to pick one, skateboarding fs

24 ) hair color? mid-brown with some leftover blonde pieces

25 ) eye color? dark brown !!

26 ) do you wear contacts? no, nor glasses

27 ) favorite food to eat? i get onigiri for my bday every year.. theres this one thats like... unagi with egg custard?? crazy??? but so so so good???? but idk you could ask me this question on 10 diff days and id give 10 diff answers

28 ) scary movies or comedy? this 1 is hard and i'll come back to it maybe --- ok im picking scary movies i think, because theyre also kind of ... akin to comedy in a way??? but i also wanna pick comedy because i love when things can be funny AND poignant like comedies sometimes rly get me in the heart yknow.. anyway no idea bro sorry

29 ) last movie you watched? Frances Ha!

30 ) what color shirt are you wearing? dark multi-color polo (forgot to put a sleep shirt on ln lol)

31 ) summer or winter? summerrrrr gimme that humidity, gimme that ability to be outside for a long time...

32 ) hugs or kisses? ok most of the time one-way kisses (cheek/face) are a sensory nightmare (like kiss me or dont???) so i gotta pick hugs. crush me fr

33 ) what book are you currently reading? nothin rly :-(

34 ) who do you miss right now? my family... wayyy overdue on a visit rn

35 ) what is on your mouse pad? dorohedoro multimedia cover! also pink ;-)

36 ) what is the last tv program you watched? project runway season 16!

37 ) what is the best sound? hmm.... ocean c: and birds

38 ) rolling stones or the beatles? beatles i guess :p i know like ... 2 rolling stones songs.

39 ) what is the farthest you have ever traveled? Japan!

40 ) do you have a special talent? errrrr.... i can put my entire foot in my mouth! jk jk... uhhh..mmmm.. my partner says 'ur good at finishing things/making things tidy' and they mean from a design perspective!! which i will take ..

41 ) where were you born? norf carolina

42 ) people you expect to participate in this? >:) i expect NOTHING .... but i will tag @helly-ena ... and seriously, if u read this ????? i tag you....

[yakuzacanons]

hiii first ask! i rlly love how u write! i was wondering if u could do majima and kiryu with their s/o at a pet cafe for a date? i think it would be so funny and cute to see majima have beef with a bunny or something small LOL tysm! ♥

Last one for this evening as I gots some stuff to dew but yeth our two old men back at it once again. The boys who started it all for me (0 was my first game so these two have my heart forever literally).

Kiryu Kazuma

Type of guy who will go just about anywhere if it makes you happy because he's happy when you're happy. Plus, he's got some pet experience with Mame so he isn't shy around animals.

Mostly just sits and admires the animals from afar. Quite reverent of animals and respects their space greatly. Loves watching you try to coax a shy cat out of its corner for pat-pats though.

Not a vocal guy, as we all know, but he loves listening to you coo and sigh over how cute the animals are. If he really likes one, he'll let out a "Ah, that one's real cute." out of the blue. This will also be the pet that he will try to interact with the most.

If you put an animal in his lap or if one crawls into his lap, unfortunately for Kiryu he will be stuck there forever I fear. Pets love him for his comfy thighs and body warmth and who is he to disturb their peace?

Takes a lot of random photos of the animals. Is it mostly to show them to the kids if he can? Yea. Maybe. Don't ask him about it, he might cry.

Majima Goro

There are two things in the world that Majima has no idea what to do with: animals and babies. He isn't afraid of them and he isn't totally stupid either. He could probably wing it if he needed to pet-sit or babysit, if for some godforsaken reason someone picked him to do those things. But otherwise, he's kind of indifferent.

However, since he loves you and you love going to pet cafes, then darn it he is going to the pet cafe. However, be warned, he just doesn't get it at all. Like not even the concept. He's just like "The hell ya wanna pay ta see random pets for?"

Kind of just stands or sits there at first. The colorful decor is... a lot. Ironic coming from a man who dresses like THAT. Anyways, he looks like an elephant in a china shop. All the other customers and guests, especially the couples are like "Who's the scary looking guy?" while you are oblivious and already cuddling the nearest animal.

Majima isn't going to let the bad vibes of strangers get in the way of this date, goddammit! If we're here to interact with animals well then he's just gonna have to go interact with a damn animal then! And away he goes to do just that...

Except how the fuck do you do that?! He has no idea what animals like. He does not know their body language, although at the very least he knows what a solid hiss from a cat means. Literally doesn't care if animals bite him though, especially small animals. Like if a kitten bites him, he'll just sorta lift his gloved hand up, kitten probably dangling from said hand, and say "Whaddya think yer doin'?". However, if an animal responds positively and plays with him, snuggles up to him, or starts purring, he'll be like "Woulda look at that." while grinning proudly like an idiot.

[kkpup]

Uhhhh Master post, yea

I'll do this ig? (How do folks make this pretty??)

This is a primarily Undertale/utmv blog and will feature lots of random things. I also interact with a good amount of Cotl and Hollowknight so that could be lightly sprinkled in!

I don't judge anyone but this blog will will not feature any form of comshipping.

Dni: any flavor of hate, homophobes, transphobes, racists, sexists, the works

The basic stuff;

Not a nsfw blog but would be most comfy if everyone here is at least 14 [16+ preferred]

(EDIT- no sexual nsfw content, realized that extreme violence and gore is infact nsfw)

plenty of ship art here but I don't actually ship anyone

I use He/Him

I go by pup, pupper or fox (I've never gotten sharing your real name on tumblr when you can have so much more fun with fake one)

Long rants (usually headcanons) under #ramblings

Most reblogs under #not my art

[II'll add more when I think of it]

ASKS!

love asks!

I'll do both art and hc's, but also random shit is chill too. If I'm not cozy with an ask I'll still answer to let ya know, if I don't answer your ask immediately its because I'm just a bit busy- I don't mind one being resent to remind me!

DO NOT ASK FOR DONATIONS- I've neither the media presents nor the cash to help in any meaningful ways. I know it makes me sound like a piece of shit for it, and mayhaps I am, but I will delete any requests for money.

PROJECTS!

(don't have much here, I'll add to this tho)

Critter AU

Dream and Nightmare if guardians were a touch more animalistic. Ft: badass Swap, secretly anxious Nightmare, mildly amused Killer, Dream but he bites and others soon to be explored.

I would lose my shit if someone asked about this one, theres.... alot of world building I wish to talk about, like the intricate political web in the Omega Timeline or the nature of Error and Ink knowingly acting as 3rd party witnesses.... anyways! Find that with #critter au

[sketchehm]

hi. got sleep. got through the day. back in the house to say KJHADJKHBSEF gods i love the unbitten au (and sorry for rushing to the next part a bit .-.)

he world building has to be my favourite part of this au, im gonna be honest. especially since it plays so much more around and the reasons for why stuff is the way it is and how the info got lost in-universe (gonna search through the clues later once i have more time on my hands. or am procrastinating on what i should do)

noticed techno calling dream an "it" though honestly i thought it was more in a way that you'd refer to a kid you dont know, especially with the dynamic between fledgling and sire. (considering how some treat kids though, maybe that wasnt so far off .-.)

Why's sam not included in the argument? 👀

i need to hug dteam a thousand times over. and gods, Dream turning them too. Ensuring they can be together forever, doing his best so he can stay with them. that the others wont seperate them. im curious how the vampires react to that 👀 i feel like at least one of them would be a bit proud of dream? for doing this

Hi :3 I'm so happy you like unbitten au and all the world building :D!! It's been so fun figuring it all out and having it all be connected for the overall story too! If this was a written out story, a lot of the history wouldn't ever be known, because I don't have vampires being these all knowing people either, they also have limited knowledge.

Which is like...what causes a lot of the main conflicts! No one knows how Dream works and it causes shenanigans! And while I haven't outright explained all of Dream's uh....Issues....yet, a good chunk of it is figured out by everyone....eventually....kinda.

Also!! No sweat about moving onto the next part really! Was gonna happen eventually ya know? In my head this plays in two parts. The first being the base world building and learning What Dream Is and the general world of vampires, which is what I like talking about at the moment :3c As well as mainly focusing on Dream in this cave and him Struggling to be a vampire and George and Sapnap Struggling alongside him.

The next part....is less developed in my head. So we'll see how it turns out heh.

For Sam! I wanna do a post explaining him because I think he deserves that :3 and I have Many Thoughts and Ideas and how his story explains a more Traditional Fledgling experience(kinda) and how he encountered Dream and and and!!

Its just! I actually don't know if I would ever get to it on my own LMAO mostly cause I don't know how to start it out pfft

BUT. The easy and short explanation is cause Sam is still considered Fledgling. Let's just say the adult vampires are not being very...cordial about who gets to keep Dream and Bitten, full of all instincts and mental bonds, Fledgling Sam is have a Tough Time dealing with Angry Adult Vampires all around him. Sam also went through something Similar beforehand too....he's actually used as a topic of argument on why Bad can't have Dream and that makes Sam feel bad too...(cause he was really difficult when Bad took him in.... which I think I mentioned...?)

So...Yea!

Oh silly funny thing!

Dteam do this whole thing because they wanna be together forever and ever and its so sweet and all that jazz. And that's great and all. We love the passion!

But the other guys don't know that. They are Freaking Out. They just think Sapnap and George are Suddenly Dying. Lol. Lmao even.

Dream. Does not say anything. Heh.

He's a great actor constantly crying that his Sires are dying. (Well actually. His baby brain instincts Do think they're dying because there is no object permanece up there and completely Forgot that this is part of the Plan:tm:. They're just crying and whining that Sires are Sick and Dying WAAHHH) So. Crying comes easy to Dream pfft

Anyways the others can't connect the dots cause ....Sapnap and George are Dying and not Dead.

Here's a thing I never explained, how do Bitten turn humans into vampires? Cause we know how unbittens appear for the most part. But Bittens are kinda different.

For Unbitten, the only way they can turn another is with the three conditions: Unbitten's saliva needs to come into contact with the victim's internal system in some way shape or form. The victim must survive. And the Unbitten needs to have an extreme Urge to Live. The curse will then take effect, kill the victim(after 3 days), and convert then into a vampire. Ez clap 👏

Bittens....don't need these requirements. Kinda. Spit is still a thing. Though they can kill the victim now, because that expedites the curse basically. They just...skip those 3 days lmao A majority of Bittens don't even know they can prolonge the infection part, so used to just Killing the victim and it working basically instantly. So a bitten will drain enough to kill whoever they want to turn. (Bittens have learned you don't want to fully drain potential fledgling because that just makes the fledgling need to drink A Lot more blood than a Sire can reasonably provide and could lead to a very early dead fledgling....)

Also the "urge to live" basically mutated for the Bitten into "urge for Victim to live". They basically just gotta Want to turn someone and that activates whatever mutated curse they have going on heh

Like really Want it though. There can't be a doubt in your mind about turning someone. Which makes it kinda fucked up when there is an abandoned fledgling around, a Sire had to Want this fledgling and then still abandoned it afterwards. There's a lot of reasons why that happens tbh! But a lot of Bitten have found uh. Loop holes.

There's this one instance I have in my head where a Bitten turns someone as a revenge against another person they hate. They really Want to turn this innocent third party because of Revenge. So it works. And that Bitten can quickly abandon that fledgling before it effects them in anyway. Leaving a starving fledgling to perhaps attack the person the Bitten hated...

So instances like that could lead to an abandoned fledgling. There's probably a whole bunch of scenarios I could come up with lmao (especially when it comes to Team Mafia ;)

Anywayssss! This "how bittens turn humans" info is Common Knowledge to Bittens. And again, unbitten knowledge isn't really a thing for Bittens, they know about it but don't really believe it since like....70% of it just isn't true at all. It's Human Knowledge and that isn't Reliable. Even Bad and Skeppy who also live in this folklore heavy town and have also constantly have heard these tales, they're vampires themselves, they disregard it. They know it isn't true! So a lot of it is ignored and overlooked! (Which kinda does make George and Sapnap the best candidates to take care of Dream because only a human would have enough knowledge and take it seriously enough to be able to care for an Unbitten :)

So the way George and Sapnap are turning isn't really checking any boxes for them. Oops! Bad doesn't even clock in this is Unbitten Disease lmao Like when you're so used to ignoring something, when that info could be useful ya don't even think about it, it's not the first thing on your mind.

And Dream not telling everyone is cause he....can't. Theyve been very Angry and Loud and his inner instincts dont Like them anymore cause theyre Mean >:(. They keep wanting to take him away from his Sires so theyre the bad guys >:(!!

Dream reasonably knows that isnt true but he cant get over the hesitance to tell them or really trust them anymore. Even if they did rescue all 3 of them just a little while ago. Very Child Logic happening that Dream can't really fully resist...

But if there was Another Fledgling around who Dream still trusts to let out this kinda secret, cause he needs Help cause they barely kept Dream alive for a year so how the heck is Dream gonna take care of Sapnap and George, that would be awesome and great and Sam please idk what to do now you're like a normal fledgling you need to help!! (and I'm also Hungry but Sires are sick) Sam plz!!

Sam does his own freak out lmao

"What do you MEAN you turned Sapnap and George?!?!"

"Shshhsh!! Shut up Sam!! Shut upp!!"

"What do you MEAN you turned Sapnap and George?!"

Haha. :)

Anyways Sam will have Delusions that HE can take care of all 3 of them. Dream is going to HIM for help now! This is all he's ever wished for!! :D!

....

Oh yea but his Sire is Bad now. Which means he has a mental bond with Bad. Which means Bad now knows something is up. Cmon Sam what's wrong why did you get so happy all of a sudden but now avoiding me hm :)??

And Sam has his Traumas about lying to a Sire....so he does fess up pretty quick.

Oops.

Anyways you can hear a very loud "WHAT" throughout the house.

Dream's head in hands, he can't trust Sam with ANYTHING(its barely been an hour since he told Sam!) Cue the comical slamming the door open with all the rest of them rushing in.

Dream barely being able to hiss and wants them all to leave >:( these are His Sires you can't take them that's not allowed!!

And like. They can't now. Dream is Technically Sapnap and Geoege's Sire now. They aren't cruel enough to separate a Sire and their fledgling...(like they weren't doing that beforehand :^)

So they freak out (again). Lmao.

See Dream didn't plan for Very Possessive vampires to now fight over Three Fledglings. (Tbf Dream didn't plan much of anything. He was gonna figure it out as he goes)

There is a Funny Moment of Team Mafia crowding over this Dying Sapnap and basically just inspecting him and rolling him around and trying to find a bite mark and it's Dream tweaking and trying to get them to leave his Sapnap alone and let him die peacefully oh my god. (Dream's own jealousy of seeing these guys too Close to his Sapnap stop go away Sapnap is His Sire!!!)

Techno arguing he should be able to take all three since he has the room for it and Bad arguing they've lived in this town their whole lives they should just stay here(Sam likes Bad's idea). Team Mafia is Unhelpful saying they can just take all 3 as they travel around :3! (Techno and Bad both yelling No! at them pft)

Sam is wet cat and just looking at Dream with the most pitiful eyes...he's sorry he couldn't help it :(

I don't think anyone would be proud of Dream per say. Techno is more like "I cant believe you're crazy enough to do this". Team Mafia kinda joke around that Dream beat them at turning Sapnap and do laugh about it. Bad feels like he's the only one taking this seriously! There's gonna be TWO(2) new freshly "bit" fledglings in a couple of days!! They need to figure this all out now!!

Team Mafia are probably the most Chill about all this (Serpias and Shadoune playing with Sapnap's hair, always fanatazing about fledgling Sapnap.) They're a group of abandoned fledglings, they know the Works of how to raise fledglings without a Real Sire. It's their actual argument why they should take the 3 of them. They have Unique Knowledge. (Doesn't lead to a fully healthy Vampire though...)

It is taking all of them to figure shit out now....they all have a different set of knowledge and are not really sure how Sapnap and George are gonna turn out. Humans turned by unbitten also don't...live for very long...BUT! that's what everyone thought about unbitten, yet Dream is doing fine(ish)!

It has become less of an argument between all of them now and more trying to predict how George and Sapnap are gonna turn out and if any of them can reasonably take all three of them. Really trying to figure out the logistics pfft But at least the fighting has stopped!

Dream doesn't really. Care! As long as he's with George and Sapnap he knows the three of them will figure it out :D!

(He will get hit with huge regret and guilt once they actually die though....)

But for now! Can someone get him a squirrel or rabbit or something...he hungry...

[buckybarnesbbydoll]

AN: so I wasn’t sure how I wanted this to go, this idea has been on my mind for a bit and finally decided to make it a one-shot. (and I posted it as a blurb idea and people seemed to like it!) Let me know if any of you guys want a possible part 2? And please send me ideas I need some! If you like this story please repost and like! As always MINORS DNI

Warnings: porn with little plot, praise (dear god so much of it), some angst and fluff (in the end), ig some teasing? metal arm kink (hehe), use of metal arm in naughty ways, pet names: doll, babydoll, baby.

Have fun reading, loves!

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That fucking metal arm was all you thought while you watched your husband prepare both of your guy’s coffees, it was about 2am and bucky had one of those nights- the restless nights where his dreams were plagued with nightmares and thoughts of losing you. His beautiful wife. You vowed to take care of him no matter what even if that meant staying up with him because he didn’t want to go back to sleep. “Doll, you, ok?” bucky asked swooping you out of your thoughts. “Yea-yes I’m fine buck” you half lied, “doesn’t seem like it” he said stirring your coffee he handed you your mug leaning in to kiss your forehead. “Tell me what’s up doll” he asked but it felt like more of begging. You took a sip of your coffee, eyes narrowing down to his arm that was lined with gold it was beautiful in the dimly lit kitchen. The way it shined, and light reflected off the wall from it. “Your arm-its just so pretty” you said looking at him, he smiled “doll you say that a lot” he said blowing on his coffee. “I know I do but- its just so pretty ya know I think of it in other ways too” you said with a smirk. Bucky set his coffee down on the marble counter and began inching closer to your face, your body. He got close to your lips and whispered “and how does my wife think about my arm in other ways” before his lips clashed onto yours, his teeth clashing with your lips and his tongue fighting dominance over your mouth. He pulled away from you both panting “James!” you say with a smirk in your tone. “Tell me baby” he says- “I think about you letting me ride your fingers, your metal ones. How’d they feel in me, how’d they look glistening with my wetness” you say hardly whispering it to him. “Fuck.” Is all he can say before he has you in his arms storming towards the bedroom.

It feels like it’s been hours, you’re sitting up against bucky’s back, your head resting below his chin. Your forehead glistening with sweat, your chest rising fast as you breathe. Your legs spread and your wet core filled with bucky’s metal fingers. Two to be exact, slowly thrusting in and out of you, you can feel every cold metal ridge kissing your cervix. The way he thrust them to touch that sweet spot of yours. “My metal fingers feel good, babydoll” he teasingly asked making you moan in response. His cold thumb flexes to rub your clit tightly. You practically yelp out feeling your walls clench on his fingers “she likes that, wonder if shell like this” she in being your cunt. In a moment of hazy pleasure, you feel a buzzing in you, what you think his fucking hand vibrating. “Oh my god” you moan out. Your hips star grinding on his fingers his hand getting completely soaked by your cunt. “that’s its baby, fuck yourself on my hand.” He says desperately kissing down your neck. “James... your hand” you hear him chuckle as you continue grinding on his fingers. “I know baby, feels good huh?” he asks. you mutter a yes out as you feel yourself getting close to the coil in your belly growing the way bucky’s kissing your neck whispering praise into your ears and the way his fingers are hitting that spot deep in you. “Doll, come for me” he practically begs and you do. That’s all you need to let go the waves of pleasure rushing through your body as bucky continues fucking you through your orgasm with his fingers. “There you go doll, let go. relax into me” he praises as you finally come down from your high. He slowly removes his hand from you hearing a low buzz you look down to see his fingers slowly but surely buzzing. Vibrating, you had been with bucky for 4 years and never knew that. “James it can” your cut short “yes. It happens from time to time from nerves usually after nightmares but other times I can try to control it. It’s just a stupid bug in the arm that goes to my nerves. Sometimes my hand vibrates or the whole arm it depends” he sounded embarrassed. You slowly move your aching thighs to face him, you kiss him softly “are you embarrassed” you softly ask looking straight in his dreamy blue eyes. “I didn’t want to tell you because I wasn’t sure if you would like it.” He says in a whisper tone. You cup his face “baby, I’m your wife I love all of you and I sure as hell like that” pointing to his arm. He laughs kissing you “you just gave me a reason to throw away my viberator” you say smirking. “Good. I hated those things anyway” he says smiling before kissing your forehead, you slump into his chest your head resting below his chin. He rests his head on the back of the headboard as his eyes close tiredly. “I love you” you mumble out “I love you too, babydoll” he says sighing.

[catneedssleep]

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