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shadow-is-now-sinning · 2 months
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Ganondorf X Gender Neutral Reader Headcanons Continued.
Absent-mindedly wrote more gender neutral Ganondorf x reader instead of what I was supposed to do so I'm cleansing them to this post.
This post is short and NSFW.
He loves comparing himself to you; narrating in his deep booming baritone just how small you are. Wrapping his fingers around your wrists, cupping your thighs, waist, bosom and ass. Encouraging you to reciprocate. Holding his hand, fingers curling around his. Hold his face. He chuckles if you press your hands against his neck in mock of his actions from before.
He makes it clear how he feels about the difference. Describing how this turns him on and how he'd repay you for the pleasure of it.
Aroused and exhausted? Ganondorf can effortlessly lift you. Holding you to his chest to play with your cunt and if you're up to it move you on his cock. He particularly enjoys holding your legs in one arm, the other supporting your back as he uses you to get off while standing.
Oot Ganondorf is the easiest to accidentally rile up. He's not shy to initiate. Teasing you about it all the while.
Along the lines of:
"You're doing this on purpose, hmm? All you needed to do was ask."
"Always so needy. You know I have other duties then to tend to this hungry hole of yours."
Ganondorf prefers more classy way to degrade though if you prefer to be called, slut, whore and the like. He'll do it. The Gerudo are highly adaptable.
He laughs when you tear up from overstimulation or lack of stimulation as he edges you for the umpteenth time.
Pretends not to be easily flustered when the Gerudo women tease him about your guys relationship and sexual endeavors.
He can be somewhat selfish. He won't leave you unsatisfied, unless you're into that. He's more interested in his desires most of the time.
WW Ganondorf is a contrast to this. Melancholic and reflective his only aim during the session is pleasing you. Slow and methodical. Mood setting, foreplay, love making. His big warm hands pulling you close. Whispering sweet words into your ear. Very private about it not that henchman he has would.
HW is more vaunting of it. Everyone knows of it and if you're comfortable probably has witnessed it. Most don't mind.Cia I would be the most perturbed but in high likeability she'll never see it.
TP Ganondorf is a more matured version of Oot. A direct growth. More comfortable with his sexuality and (possibly sadly) much more harder to flustered. I'd like to think the wound/scar is very sensitive possibly very painful when hit. This leads to him having to adapt positions that hold you farther away.
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shadow-is-now-sinning · 2 months
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Ganondorf General Horny Headcanons Peen Edition
Content: dick having reader, you/your pronouns, Reader described as smaller than Ganondorf. Sparse bodily mentions. Kinks from the first post apply. Warnings show up as needed.
Ganondorf size, kinks and Gender Neutral Reader
Pussy Having Reader Version
Terms used: dick, cock, chest, bosom,
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Ganondorf appreciates his partner's form regardless of their assets. He doesn't go out of his way to make it known though the floodgates open of you where to ask about it.
The curves and lines of your body. Any definition of muscle or smooth area of fat. He squeezes your hips, thighs, stomach and chest, saying everything he loves about them and what he'd do to them if you let him.
After he's done with everything else he'll have you on his lap as he touches the cock between your legs. Pulling your legs apart to have more space for his big calloused hands. His hands tease the sensitive skin of your inner thighs before cupping your arousal. Praising you for being so excited and receptive for him.
Not up to penetration? Feel free to rub your cock against his cock. Even if he's soft, feel it grow hard under your ministrations. Thighjobs and assjobs welcome.
CW: Mentions of the chest. If you have chest dysphoria or dysmorphia please skip to the next red word. There also mentions of marking and hickies on the skin.
If you show insecurity about your chest. Small or large it does matter. He tells you to press your bosom against his erection. This erection is just for you. He cums where you want he has plenty to spare.
He'll take his time with your chest. If you're able to come from nipple stimulation be prepared for it to be exploited.
If you're able to visibly bruise he'd mark the flesh of your chest with bruises, hickies and bites. If you ask him to stop he'll relent.
Hylian
CW: Exhibitionism and possibly objectification? Go to the bolded word to skip.
Teases you about the nature of your relationship. Forsaking your race to be with him. A traitor, heretic even. Maybe he should dress you up pretty and parade you around. Looking only, please. Don't touch.
Nonetheless. He enjoys the mirth from it. Specially the size difference so easy to hold and to move. An almost mocking bite to the tip of your pointed ear before deciding you're properly prepared to take him.
Other Hylians might not be allowed to touch but if you're up to it the Gerudo ladies would be up to discovering the differences of Hylians and Gerudo anatomy. He doesn't trust most of the men under his rule but that doesn't mean he can't conquer up some phantoms just for your use.
Gerudo
Note: Heavily implied to be AMAB. Reader is strong.
A single Gerudo male is born circa one hundred years. This son is by law the king.
With this in mind it's obvious why Ganondorf choose to have you by his side. Two Gerudo kings ruling together. That's just history writing itself. Ganondorf also doesn't mind that his partner can easily lift him.
Maybe take turns deciding who's topping tonight but wrestling. First pinned is the bottom. Maybe first 2/3.
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I didn't have as many thoughts about this as I thought.
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shadow-is-now-sinning · 2 months
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Ganondorf General Horny Headcanons: Coochie Edition
(Ganondorf isn't the one with the coochie. At least this time.)
Content: pussy having reader, you/your pronouns, Reader described as smaller than Ganondorf. Sparse bodily mentions. Kinks from the first post apply. Warnings show up as needed.
Ganondorf size, kinks and Gender Neutral Reader
Dick Having Reader Version
Terms used: breasts, bosom, chest, cunt, clit, pussy, vulva,
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Ganondorf appreciates his partner's form regardless of their assets. He doesn't go out of his way to make it known though the floodgates open of you where to ask about it. The curves and lines of your body. Any definition of muscle or smooth area of fat. He squeezes your hips, thighs, stomach and chest, saying everything he loves about them and what he'd do to them if you let him.
After he's done with everything else he'll have you on his lap as he touches the cunt between your legs. Feeling the sensitive skin around your inner thighs with light whispers of a touch. Sliding his fingers over lips of your vulva before dipping in. Praising you for being so warm and inviting to him.
Not up to penetration? Feel free to rub your pussy against his cock. Even if it's soft, feel it grow hard under your ministrations. Pussyjob or thigh jobs are welcome. Maybe tease him by just rubbing the tip against your clit.
CW: Breast mentions, if you have either chest dysphoria or dysmorphia skip it to the next red word. Also mentions marking skin with bites and hickies
If you show insecurity about your chest. Small or large it does matter. He tells you to press your bosom against his erection. This erection is just for you. He cums where you want he has plenty to spare.
He'll kiss, bite and suck your breasts. If you can come from just nipple stimulation he'll abuse this knowledge.
If you can bruise visibly he'll mark them up with hickies and bites. If you ask him not to he'll relent.
Hylian
CW: mentions of breeding/impreg but as a way to make fun? Implication that reader can get pregnant. Go to the bolded word to skip.
Teases you about the nature of your relationship. Forsaking your race to be with him. A traitor, heretic even. Maybe he should sire a child with you to add further insult.
Nonetheless. He enjoys the mirth from it. Specially the size difference so easy to hold and to move. An almost mocking bite to the tip of your pointed ear before deciding you're properly prepared to take him.
Other hylians might not be allowed to touch but if you're up to it the Gerudo ladies would be up to discovering the differences of hylians and Gerudo anatomy. He doesn't trust most of the men under his rule but that doesn't mean he can't conquer up some phantoms just for your use.
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I didn't have that many thoughts that I thought I would.
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shadow-is-now-sinning · 5 months
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I plan to write similar headcanons to the Ganondorf General Headcanons for Phantom Ganondorf/Ganon, Demise and Ganon.(possibly Yuga)
I want to post both the pussy having and dick having reader versions simultaneously so no one has to wait to read the hcs that actually reps them.
After I finish those I'll post them and start writing the others and consider more villains of Legend of Zelda and other media.
Also somehow no one has used the 'demise x reader' tag? Where's my Demise fans.
This will effect how fast I'll get to writing him and what masterlist he'll be put on.
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shadow-is-now-sinning · 5 months
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Content: General Horny headcanons. Ganondorf calculations. General Ganondorf .
Kinks and activities mentioned: Size kink, fingering(Ambiguous)
Ganondorf only for now(I was tempted to put stuff for Ganon, phantom Ganondorf and Demise).
Reader: This post his general, gender neutral, without mentions of genitalia. Butt stuff fair game. Reader is refered to as smaller than Ganondorf because no matter the iteration he's at least 7'6" feet<228.6 cm> (Oot source Hyrule Historia) and they keep making him bigger. (Gamespot pixel counted and said Totk Ganondorf is about 10 feet <305cm>) you/your
Pussy having reader version
Dick having reader version
More of this
General Headcanons
Ganondorf's goods
As we all know he's big. Big in every aspect. I don't like to designate specific sizes or details for self projection sake but for the people that asked I'll attempt to describe it for y'all. Despite what people think height doesn't equal bigger dick but ignore this because he a big boy anyway. After some tasteful research. Which means I looked at studies of hand to penile length calculations, looked up some fan estimates he's at least 22.9cm <9 inches> though I'd personally say bigger. Girth could also be wild but I will limit it to 17.78 cm <7 inches> in max because the human anus can stretch to 17.78 cm <7-7.5 inches> if you're into that feel free to go bigger. It's hefty. Hangs down when erect. I'd go with uncut.
Balls are also heavy. They really fill your palm. I see people use breeder balls very often but I think it's an apt description of these boys.
Ganondorf carries more that one great sword 👍 (watch me edit this out at a later date)
Cum wise I imagine him with a thicker consistency. Opaque. Slightly salty. He has no preference where he cums so if you do be sure to tell him.
Ganondorf is a king who takes self maintenance serious. Literally never looks bad or ungroomed. Though I believe there wouldn't be time to shave. He is clean and would most likely trim beforehand if he thinks he'll initiate intercourse.
Muscle lovers are feasting good. Nice ass and thighs with every iteration. Torso changes but I think all of them are pretty good.
Ganondorf is not that vocal during the act. Usually only responding when talked to or the need arises. Confirmation of continued consent or if something is working etcetera.
Ganondorf's kinks
I will say his kinks probably change depending one which iteration you're looking at though some are shared. I'd peg Ganondorf as uncaring of his partner's sex.
-Size kink(all) is an obvious one. He's so much bigger sometimes he doesn't even need to undress to overwhelm his lover as they struggle to take his fingers. Though he also enjoys the reverse of his smaller partner taking control. Just don't instigate a coup on your self.
-Going along with size kink Ganondorf likes to Manhandle. Holding his partner in the air, holding them down and moving them mid bang and some iterations are into being a little rough physically.
-Praise kink both receiving and giving. (All) Oot Ganondorf sometimes leans into the mocking variety. Warriors very sparingly praises but always means it.
-Degradation kink giving only.(OoT, TP, ToTK) Twilight Princess is that classy degradation. Wind Waker would attempt but wouldn't be able to do it long as he feels it's dehumanizing. All you'd really get is the rare times when he's outraged.
OoT makes me think he'd be into Dacryphilia.(ToTK as well but lesser)
Roleplay involving power imbalance. OoT only if he's the higher power, HW he'll humor being the lower power, TP occasionally either or.
ToTK generally refuses to give up power unless you offer in a specific way. Such as it being akin to worship or that he's so powerful he doesn't even bother to give an effort. Stroke both is dick and his ego. Predator/Prey is the only exception you can't convince him to act prey like.
Exhibitionism. Even if an iteration doesn't care for others seeing their partner naked. He is a possessive and jealous man. He revels in showing off what's his and other's knowing they're off limits. If he has access to a throne...
Body worship. Both receiving and giving. He enjoys letting his partner know how much he desires them and vice versa.
Note: I'm not really into Degradation, Daceyphilia, so I can really get into depth as I would like. If you have ideas feel free to send it in. For educational purposes of course.
Reader Insert Headcanons
Regardless of how much you weigh or how big you are. He'd be able to pick you up. He likes letting you know this. So malleable small in his grasp. Sometimes his hand makes it's way around your neck. Not tightly but the warmth makes it clear it's there and how much only one hand wraps around you.
He's patient taking his time, relishing it it even, working you open. OoT and ToTk will more inclined to edge you until he can fully slip in. If you voice annoyance he'll do the opposite overstimulating you until he's satisfied.
Very encouraging of you to make noise. Perhaps say how well he's doing. WW is basically the only iteration who's not overly teasing.
Sessions where Ganondorf's focuses solely on you are mostly non penetrative.(unless you request) Outercourse, and intercrural being the focus.
Adding on to that he finds hit very endearing and cute if during a thigh job his tip peeks out the other side. Those he'd praise you if your thighs cover all of him.
Feel free to ride his thighs to completion. He'll let you go unless you ask for his touch. He doesn't hesitate to join fondling and presses kisses where he can reach without disrupting your ministrations. He waits until either you cum or plea for him to help release your buildup.
Couple things for Anorgasmia
Whether it's just difficult or complete lack Ganondorf doesn't mind if you can't come. If it's difficult but possible and you want to climax, he'll have you guide him. Telling him how and we're to touch to force out that climax.
Otherwise he relies on you informing him of he's doing something that's uncomfortable or painful.
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shadow-is-now-sinning · 10 months
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With the information that Google is planning on putting an AI onto Google Docs I'm moving drafts back onto Tumblr(meaning I'll write it with tumblr's basic software.) Meaning I'll pause actually writing to do this and if something goes wrong it's forever-gone. Thank you capitalism.
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shadow-is-now-sinning · 11 months
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As a Ganon fan for some time (started with twilight princess he looked so fine man) it surprises me the low quantity of fics for him (same with Bowser) at the same time there isn't a doc where thxs to magic Ganon mom's come back. Like imagine meeting twinrova and them being super excited because FINALLY their son got a s/o who doesn't care if he's victorious or not. Or even they don't care if he's in his human form or not. Please could you write a fanfic where Ganon is embarrassed by his mom's being excited over his s/o? Like it would be so fluffy
Ganondorf and Bowser seem popular but it doesn't seem like it considering you have to traverse the entire internet for mere crumbs. Took so long cause I really struggled with ideas plus writing on your phone kills your fingies.
Content: Third person pov. Gerudo Ganondorf leaning towards Twilight Prince per mention in request, Ganon calls s/o dear and beloved. Mentions of marriage. Pretty short around 500 words.
S/o: s/o is written gender neutral with they/them pronouns. No physical descriptions
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As feared as Ganondorf Dragmire was, it was an immensely amusing sight to see his surrogate mothers baby the giant man. Kotake and Koume were on him the microsecond he stepped into the dwelling.
“My handsome young man,” the twin with red accents holds up her hands to the large man’s face. Similar to a grandparent squeezing their grandchild’s face to ‘see them better’
“Mother Kotake, we have a guest,” Ganondorf says, seemingly unbothered by what’s happening, moving the twins’ attention to his partner. The twins zoned in on them before looking at each other.
"Sister, I think our son has finally grown up," Kotake says, earning a huff from her son. Koume nods enthusiastically.
"Come in, Come in!" Koume guides the two further inside. The building was old, obviously just some place they chose just out of necessity. It looked well loved with rustic-worn furniture filling the space. Mystical objects and potions also filled the shelves. Along with miscellaneous creatures and substances. Ganondorf promptly guided his partner away from them, pressing lightly on their back.
Kotake waves Koume away, getting a pout from the glacial witch as she goes back to what they were doing before their son's arrival. Without prompting Ganondorf settled down, the chair creaked with protest but held up nonetheless. Sitting next to him they didn't have much time to get comfortable before Kotake offers a teacup containing something. Decidedly it wasn't tea. Ganondorf had received his own cup, miniscule in his armored hands. Looks like he's using a child's tea set Feeling his partner's eyes he looked at them with a slight tilt on his head.
"Is something the matter my dear. Are my mothers making you uncomfortable?" Ganondorf's voice carried a slight worry of the thought.
Shaking their head, Ganondorf releases a sigh of relief. Placing the now empty cup down. Kotake lingered nearby not wanting to interrupt the couple.
A few moments of silence filled the room before Koume spoke from across the room.
"So Dear, are you going to introduce your partner to your mothers?" Kotake nodded eagerly at her sister's words.
"Yes, yes, introduce them to their in-laws."
Ganondorf sighed, "We aren't yet engaged." This is why he waited so long to introduce his mothers. Koume took this time to hurry over grabbing his partner's face between her hands before her son could stop her.
"Yet, so you plan on it?" Koume says. They try to remove themselves from her grasp but she has a mean grip for an elderly woman.
"I've thought about it, Mother Koume. We haven't discussed the concept of marriage." Ganondorf relents.
"It's been ages since another monarch sat on the throne. Such a dashing pair you two would be." Kotake says with a pensive tone. The knuckle of her index finger resting on her chin.
"Come Koume we have plans to discuss," Kotake starts walking away before pausing to talk over her shoulder, "as the elder sister I will be handling wedding planning."
Koume had moved to follow a sputter in her walk at Kotake's words.
"Why I never. Lying to our son's partner. I'm the eldest by 5 minutes." Koume resta her hands on her hips and Kotake turns to give her sister a glare. Ganondorf stands holding his hand out for his partner to take.
"They are going to be a while, beloved." he says, guiding them out of the house. The twin witches squabbling louding as they did.
"So, about our marriage," they looked up at Ganondorf who refused to make eye contact.
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Rest assured more Ganondorf content is coming. Headcanons and fics alike.
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Don't Become Uncoupled From Me | Flufftober #1
Flufftober Masterlist
Fandom:Pokemon:Black & White
Character: Ingo & Emmet
Content: Intended to be platonic. No use of Y/N. Established relationship (friendship) with the submas twins. Basing Ingo's and Emmet's speech quirks and personalities off game quotes and Pokemon Masters Ex dialogue. Emmet is also featured but less essential to the plot.
Reader info: Gender Neutral. No bodily, hair, or gender mention for the reader. They/Them pronouns. Reader is intended to be 18+ in the fiction and works as an attendant at the Gear Station. Mild characterization of an overworked, forgetful, altruistic reader. Intended Childhood Friends.
Variants: You/Your
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The darkness that comes from the resting hours of the Gear Station was almost haunting. Various species of Pokemon scamper through the station halls. The Pokemon's scuffled footsteps and echoing calls the only ambiance to the rustling of papers. In a little cubby of an office they sort schedules back into the proper order. After a coworker dropped the stack she haphazardly piled them together without checking the dates.
To prevent any mishaps caused by wrong information or an absent minded individual. They found themselves working pass their intended time correcting the mistake. Fluttering of pages to eye the dates served as a distraction from a slight nagging sensation that they had forgotten something. An important thing. The attendant shifted the papers around; tapping them against the desk to align them properly.
As they settled the stack into the designated tray, they heard the clunk of the office door handle hitting the wall behind it. It wasn't an unusual sound nor an unusual occurrence of the hour. The door was always hitting the wall because of where it sat and how small the doorway was in the first place. They could count how many times Emmet alone had bonked his head on the top of the door frame. There was late night staff and security as well.
"You said you wouldn't do this anymore," the voice familiar albeit a little hoarse from projecting his voice all day.
"Ingo, I didn't want anything to be messed up for you two tomorrow. Especially since I have tomorrow off. I-" they paused before admitting "I also kinda forgot about that."
Ingo sighed before taking long strides over to the desk. He skimmed over the stack, pinching the pages between his middle finger and thumb. Using his index finger to fold the paper into the hold. After appraising the stack he gave a hum of approval. He turns in place, not changing his foot stance just twisting at the waist, to look at his friend.
"You've had a late arrival to your destination," Ingo starts before shifting. Turning with an audible step he holds out his hand to the attendant.
"Allow me to guide you safely off the station," Ingo paused, blinking at them. No perceivable emotion in his eyes. His prominent frown would make someone unwise of Ingo particularities think he was upset with the depot agent.
But he wasn't and the softened look whenever he makes eye contact shows it. Emmet teases him for being a softy but he does the same. They take his glove covered hand to which he gives them a reassuring squeeze.
" All passengers are secured and the train's now leaving the station," Ingo says with a firm nod. The subway master guides the way out of the office. Hastily releasing his grip on his friend's hand to lock the office door before slipping right back.
Ingo was always unaffected by the chilly night air of the gear station halls. Emmet on the other hand disliked it immensely. One time he had his Archeops draped over his back sleeping while he did. Up until it ended with a broken chair. Emmet sat hunched on the floor scribbling angrily at his work.
Most of the staff must be either gone or hidden in their security posts. Ingo had adjusted his gait to match his second car's pace not minding the speed difference.
"You skipped dinner again for this didn't you?" Ingo says startlingly sudden. He hummed seeing them nod in affirmation.
"That's fine. Emmet wanted you to join us for dinner," Ingo looks out of the corner of his eye accidentally making eye contact with them. He returned his gaze forward squinting when he saw an impatient white figure rolling on their feet, heel to toe.
Speak of a Subway Master and he'll appear. Ingo raises his unattended hand to flag Emmet down. The more energetic twin makes his way over.
A short exchange of words ensued between the twins.
"I've already inquired about them joining us for dinner," Ingo starts illicting a gasp from the white clad twin.
"Emmet wanted to ask. This is verrry mean of you," Emmet huffs. His smile remains but he puffs his cheeks in annoyance. Somewhat like a Jigglypuff whenever its performance is interrupted or ignored.
"I didn't think you'd stay behind to ask. Anyhow they haven't answered the question so you still have a chance." At this Emmet lights up turning towards his friend for their answer
"As long as you're not cooking," they tease.
"I am Emmet, and I resent that statement," Emmet feigned offense, slapping his hand to his chest. He chuckled sidling over to their side, opposite of where Ingo occupied. Emmet wordless slipped his hand into their empty one. A habit of his since he was young.
Ingo leads; a small tug signaling the train is now on the move. Emmet filled the silence, talking about notable characters he saw on the train. He brought up having lost a battle early in the morning breaking his winning streak.
"It was my highest yet," he mourns the loss. He put himself in a bad mood, slouching as he walked.
"But you now have a new record to best," Emmet straightened up at the thought. Ingo let out a hum of agreement.
Emmet sped up now leading the three of them. Ingo missteps, letting go to avoid dragging the other two down with him. Vaguing registering that his hat has removed himself from his head. He stops himself from hitting the floor. Grasping the visor of this cap he moves it back to where it's supposed to be.
Ingo grounds himself and finds himself left behind as Emmet dragged their friend onwards.
"Halt, I've been uncoupled!" Ingo's voice carried far, similar to when he's signaling the departure of the trains or any instructions needed.
"Emmet will miss you. I will eat your share," Emmet called back looking over his shoulder.
Ingo sighed, not the first nor last time this'll happen.
"At least slow down, You're dragging them," he yells, starting to jog.
"Don't you become uncoupled from now!" Emmet teases them before looking over his shoulder to see if Ingo is gaining.
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Emmet is a food menace, leftovers are a foreign concept for him. Put a baby lock on the fridge to ward off the man.
Note: struggling with Tumblr so this has been deleted and posted again sorry about that.
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For Requests
General Rules:
No violent death of children
I may be willing to write abusive relationships if it's not between the intended pairing.
Cheating is the same as long as it's not between any of the people in a pairing.
I am not willing to write yandere scenarios.
Self-harm, depression, suicide, mental illness, ect is allowed.
Note:I do not condone romanticizing these topics. If I feel the request is glorifying these topics I will refuse it.
These will be tagged along with putting warnings in the fic itself under Content:
It will be tagged like
"CW: pineapples on pizza" without quotes and with the contents.
Blacklist these tags to block them out completely.
If I don't tag something you want tagged please inform me so I can react accordingly.
For Reader inserts:
I will write for any gender, sexuality, body type and race if asked.
The default will be as neutral as possible(gender, body,race etc), they/them pronouns. Hair will also not be mentioned by default.
If you want alterations put them in the request. I will tag and put in Reader Info: before the actual fic. Any distinct personality traits will be placed here as well.
I've decided to just format it in the most unlabeled way possible. Mentioned body parts will be placed under reader info, along with pronouns and if any gendered titles/nicknames are used.
I will write for other people's OCS.
Character Count(Per ask):
Headcanons:10
Scenarios:10
Prompts:10
If you want more than 10 send them in another ask. You can send as many asks as you’d like. You can ask for multiple fandoms.
Poly relationships will count as one character.
For romantic pairings x or / (character x character)
For plantonic pairings & (character & character) Includes queer-platonic relas as well
Fandoms
I will do aus
I will only write smut for characters that are/become at least 18 in their respective media.
Characters that don't have their ages stated will be judged case by case.
Fire Emblem
Basically everygame
Hades(game)
Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons:
(More)Friends of Mineral Town, DS(Cute and og), Tale of Two Towns, most others
Howl's Moving Castle(Book and Movie)
Legend of Zelda:
Ocarina of Time, Twilight Princess, Breath of the Wild, Hyrule Warriors, Four Swords Plus(the manga), Minish Cap, Skyward Sword
Pokemon
Any game
Twisted Wonderland
Stardew Valley
Slay The Princess
If you're interested in a fandom not on this list feel free to ask me anyway. I most likely will be willing to write it.
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Can you write Howl reacting to his s/o saying the safeword? headcanons or scenario doesn't matter
Content: Gender neutral reader, no bodily descriptions for reader. You are used. No mention of activities but it's implied. Safeword use. Implied to be overwhelmed. Very short scenario. Leans towards movie Howl.
As soon as the word reaches Howl's ears he freezes before jolting back. He looks almost scared like he found a snake in his sheets.
"Dear are you alright?!" Howl asks his eyes scanning over you. He had to make sure he hadn't harmed you in any way. Shaking your head in response let's Howl sigh in relief. "Do you want to stop?" Howl asks tone turning soft from his worried tilt from before.
"Yes…., Please," you murmur. Howl hums reaching over to brush his thumb over the back of your hand. His long narrow fingers wrapping around yours. "Let me just hold you," Howl guides your form to rest against his.
Shifting slightly to pull the sheets out from underneath himself. In one motion he drapes the thin material over the two of you. Your head laid on his breast, slightly raising with his deep breaths. Looking up at the wizard, who opened his eyes at the movement against him.
"You don't have to give me any reason. You know," Howl interrupts the silence seeing some hesitance from you. "Just rest. When you feel better we could walk in the flower fields and look at the stars. If you want, of course."
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Happy belated New Years. Kirby(my old ass laptop) has perished after years of service. Writing will be slowed but I still plan to try and continue with just my phone. I write in docs so I got to figure out how to transfer it over.
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31.Aftercare
Character-Tomoe-Kamisama Kiss
Gender Neutral, sfw other than implied naughty activities before the scenario started. It’s been so long since I’ve seen this show rip. Short
Tomoe’s ears twitched, taking in your deep breaths; you trying to catch your breath. The fox yokai himself didn’t have to worry about it as much, you curse his supernatural stamina. Though it amused him greatly that he’s the cause. 
He stood from his position over you, slipping on the clothes he had discarded during the session. 
He leaves the room but promptly returns with the shrine’s tea set, the tea already brewed and handkerchiefs neatly folded on the tray along with a warm bowl of water.. He sets the tray down, moving the bowl and placing it on the floor. Taking a handkerchief and dipping the folded cornering in the water and moving over to you to clean off the mess he made. He dipped the handkerchief into the warm water before turning it to your skin. 
He hummed when he felt the cleaning job was satisfactory before reaching over to a clean dry handkerchief to dry you off.  Tossing it to the side before laying down beside you. Adjusting you to lay on your side and back against his chest. He rests his head in the curve of your shoulder. Kicking up the blanket with his foot to use it as a cover. Shielding your body from anyone else’s eyes.
Tomoe wonders how he could let himself become so…., soft. But watching your breaths even out as you start drifting off to sleep makes him think it’s worth it.
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29.Squirting
Character-Howl Pendragon-Howl’s Moving Castle
Afab reader, oral, short.
You gripped Howl’s silky locks as he swirled his tongue around your clit. His long fingers pushed deeping hooking against your g-spot. Howl seemed to know as much about pussies as he does magic. 
“Howl,” you patted the hand that was on your thigh. You try to warn him. And overwhelming pleasure and pressure built up in your lower stomach. Howl’s blue eyes looked up at you from the apex of your thighs. 
“Howl stop, please. I’m going to.. to” you couldn’t finish your sentence as you were cut off with a strong orgasm. Rutting your hips into the wizard’s face not noticing the wet mess you were making over his face and hand. 
Taking a deep breath trying to calm yourself and center back onto Howl. That’s when you notice that Howl’s face was wet, glistening with your release.
“Howl! I’m sorry I tried to tell you to stop-” Howl moved up and put his hand over your mouth. Moving it to give you a quick smooch, smearing your own fluids on your face. He laughs when you move to wipe it off. 
“It’s okay. I’m excited to make you feel so good,” Howl fluttered kisses over your face. Pushing his head away to stop the assault. 
“Come let’s go take a bath before dinner’s done.” Howl sneakily places another kiss on your cheek. “Wait, you mean the dinner I have to make?”
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28.Face Sitting
Character-Elliot-Stardew Valley
Afab Reader. Vanilla. Oral. Pre-existing rela (Married) Spoiler for 14 heart event? Elliot is a hopeless romantic and lovesick nerd. I love him. very short
The sun had set a while ago. Elliot had been at it since then. Leaning back, eyes closed. Listening to the sounds of the author’s licking and suckling between your legs. He had his long hair braided to stay out of the way and less likely to be leaned on. Elliot remained focused on you and his mission. His eyes almost never leave your face and his hands squeeze the flesh of your thighs. 
He had missed you, missed this. As much as he was excited for his book tour he couldn’t help but think about what, who, he left at home. It made him feel warm writing home to you and thinking about you in the last few moments of consciousness before he fell asleep in his hotel room. 
Now here in the bed your kept warm for him awaiting his return he pays you his debt. Mouth moving, tongue writing what you’re sure are confessions of his love. Love letters straight to your clit. 
You circle your hips from your position above him. Despite your muscles being sore from the days work on the farm you figure you’d give this as long as he wants.
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Kinktober 2021
27.Breeding
Character-Volga-Hyrule Warriors
Afab reader, pussy mentioned and used*wink*, transmasc reader,reader gets dicked down, heat/rut cycle? Not a/b/o this man is a dragon, scent kink? Reader is submissive and breedable, the reader having breasts mentioned once but never again. Doggy, Volga cums inside. Soft dom Volga
Volga never understands his bodily responses to your presence. Surrounded by men and Cia as usual he isn’t compelled to stick by their sides as he does yours. Especially since he is approaching his mating season. As this war goes on. Volga finds himself wanting to be rid of his armor. 
Now that Cia has pulled you into her army and Volga takes in your scents. His sense of smell is impeccable so when he smells you in the middle of the night in your room, alone being intimate with yourself. He smells the arousal and ears can pick up the soft pants. He finds himself fisting his own cock to it.
He feels ashamed, that is not the way for a dragon knight to behave. Especially to a potential partner. He hates himself for violating your privacy where you thought you were safe and no one knew.
Soft touches from you just fill him with more desire. Treating him like a beloved mate instead of a war partner.
One battle you’re injured and despite himself Volga went to your room. Worried and feeling possessive of you. He curses himself: you two aren’t mates. Entering your bedchambers he takes you in. A man laying in bed. Scantily clad with only your undergarments and bandages blocking his sight for all of you. 
He takes in what he can get. Your eyes closed in rest. He can tell you aren’t sleeping from the way you’re breathing. Eyes trail down from your face to your supple breasts. Bandages covered your wounds that magic couldn’t mend. His eyes settle to your hips.
“Volga?” 
His head snapped to meet your eyes. Ignoring having been caught ogling he marches over to stand next to you. “You came to see me, that's nice.” you say in a teasing tone. Volga makes a non committal huff. He tries to stop himself from looking at you more.
“Why do you make me feel this way?” he huffs smoke floating from his lips.
You look up at him surprised and taken aback by his outburst. “What do you mean, Volga?” you say setting your hand on whatever part of him you could reach. Which happened to be his thigh though his armor stops you from actually making contact. His eyes glance over your pelvis which made you realize and it was reinforced by his response.
“I want.. I want to take you,” he growls. You remove your hand from his thigh and shift you perch up your top half being mindful of your injuries. “Maybe if you’d ask nicely I’d let you.”
Volga coughed a sound kin to someone choking during a scoff before storming out. You worry you upset him as you lay back down.
Having healed you were commanded to return to duty by Cia. Volga seemingly avoids you to your dismay. Ghirahim seemed to laugh at your misfortune but he’s just amused by the dragon knight’s inner turmoil. The season finallys struck him as he toiled around his room. Trying his best to ignore it, though his mind is constantly replaying your words.
A smell he’s all too familiar with flooded his senses. Caving, he flings any of the furniture in his path away as he makes his move to your room. He lost some of his armor on the way. A fury to get it off of himself as to not waste time when he finally gets there. Clad in only his helm and bodysuit he forces his way inside your room. Thankfully it wasn’t locked.
Halting what you were doing you look at the disheveled dragon before you. Clawing at himself trying to remove the suit but wanting to wait for your permission. “Please…..,” his teeth clenched, eyes staring down into yours. His helm had fallen onto the floor doing his abrupt entry. He walks to the bed, crawling onto it but refuses to touch you.
“Please, I want..,” he starts. Smiling and cupping his face you whisper, “what do you want, Volga?”
“You! To claim, to have. Take my seed and give me offspring,” Volga breaths hard, letting out growls with each exhale. “What’s stopping you?”
The bodysuit torn to shreds as well has your bottoms. Volga pressed bruising kisses to your neck, nipping the soft skin occasionally. He’s already painfully hard but he fumbles to prep you, his fingers warm and rough as they push though your pussy lips and your entrance.
He growls into the nape of your neck and sighs when he feels your hand move to caress his dick. Twitching in your grasp you gently stroke him. He takes deep breaths breathing in your scent. He slips another finger in, occasionally scissoring them in hopes of stretching you out. A few moments pass before Volga pulls his fingers out and wrenches your hand away. “Don’t want to waste… Must go inside,” he mutters. Positioning himself between your thighs. Tip of his cock brushing your clit and vulva before he angles to slip though and press against your cunt’s opening. Shallow, cautious thrusts have him against you before he feels comfortable enough to plunge himself inside.
His hands firmly hold you in place. Enough to not allow you to move but not enough to hurt. Back pressed against the bed and legs wrapped around Volga’s waist. He filled you nicely, proportional to his size but still hefty, settling heavily in you. He gave a few experimental thrusts testing the waters, taking note of your reactions.
Getting confident he starts moving, starting with slow long strokes. Pulling out until the tip is the only thing still anchoring you together. Pushing back into you until your hips press together. It is more gentle like love making than the raw breeding you expected. He huffed, setting his head on your shoulder as he gained speed. He breathes deeply taking in your scent and the smell of sex seemingly riling him on.
Volga without drama or theatrics presses his hips tightly against yours as warmth spreads inside you. His fangs pressed against your shoulder in an empty threat. Having spent he still didn’t soften. His tongue licked over where his teeth scraped against your skin. Hips sputtering to start again pussing some of his seed deeper inside as well as pulling some out to spill down the curve of your ass.
You hum as Volga pants into your ear. Your hands carding through his rough blond hair. Volga’s grunts and growls mixing with the messy wet sounds of your union are all you care to hear in this moment.
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26.Clothed Sex/Stockings
Character-Pizzazz/Phyllis Margaret Gabor-Jem And The Holograms
Pretty vanilla, other than maybe degradation?, Pizzazz is an obvious dom. Version for Amab and Afab Reader under readmore. 
Amab Reader Version:
A busy woman like Pizzazz is. She has little time to mess around. When she does slip in some extra time it’s usually in Eric’s office. Her bold fashion and face paint does little to distract you from her hand that was shoved down your pants.
Her hand pushed your cock against your skin, roughly. Pawing at it through your underwear.
“Better make it quick, we don’t have all day. Don’t worry about making a mess on the desk. If Eric minds he can stick it,” Pizzazz lips curl up and a mocking smirk. It was mostly at her producer than anyone else.
“He’s pissed me off anyway,” green hair filled your vision as she forced your head into the nape of her neck.
“Aw... , Like a baby,” she says in a mocking tone now aimed at you. Shamefully you were hard, cock already making a mess in your pants. Feeling the wet spot on your underwear she smirks pressing the thumb harshly against the tip of your cock.
Pizzazz scowls when she hears a commotion outside the door. “They’re already back? Ughh, sorry toots we gotta stop for now. I’ll get you later though,” she waves off, heels clicking as she walks off. Not stopping to fix her one neon green, knee high sock she wore.
Leaving you to sit on Eric’s desk as he walks in. 
“What are you doin- Second thought don’t want to know, just get out of my office.”
Afab Reader Version:
A busy woman like Pizzazz is. She has little time to mess around. When she does slip in some extra time it’s usually in Eric’s office. Her bold fashion and face paint does little to distract you from her hand that was shoved down your pants.
Two fingers pressing against your clit through your underwear. Her hand traced small circles.
“Better not tell the others, got that?” Pizzazz hisses rubbing her hand up and down your slit through the cloth. Your slit is outlined by a wet spot centered on your entrance. Pizzazz pressed down against it in a tease before resuming her ministrations on your clit. 
Eric’s items had been knocked off by Pizzazz before she plopped you onto it. Thankfully this was the case as she pressed you down, also crawling onto the top of the desk. Hand pressing harder into the sensitive bundle under Pizzazz’ instructions. 
“Be a doll and cum fast okay?” Pizzazz says directly into your ear.
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25.Pegging
Character-Vaati-Legend of Zelda: Minish Cap
Afab Reader, Vaati gets pegged my dudes, dom reader, bratty Vaati , butt stuff, lube not mentioned because I have no idea how to handle lube in Legend of Zelda’s world. Short King Vaati
When he wished to be a powerful sorcerer he didn’t think this would be the outcome. When his new form and size came to him he didn’t think about the possibilities of it. He admired himself and his new powers, he didn’t believe he’d ever be dominated again.
Not that he minded. Laying on his back legs spread to allow you to prep him. Tongue and fingers getting to work.
When he first saw you with the strap-on he was taken aback. He’d never known something like this even existed. Picori aren’t known for their sexual exploits anyway. 
Vaati huffs, not wanting to show how much he was enjoying this. He stuffs his hand into his mouth to muffle a moan that escaped, you having pressed against that good spot in him. 
He was already aroused by the sight of you between his thighs but the sensations of your ministrations didn’t help. The erection he had was kinda painful, he really didn’t understand why he was so aroused by this. He moved his attention back to you as you stopped your movements. Instead settling yourself above him. Guide his legs around you the best you could, you brush some of his lilac hair out of his face. Placing a kiss on his forehead you rotate your hips to press the tip of the strap to its place.
“Don’t tense,” you scold Vaati as his legs tighten around your sides. Vaati didn’t mean to but it was his body’s instinctive reaction to the cold silicone pressing against his ass. 
“If you changed your mind I can stop. It’s no-” you were cut off with the sorcerer wrapping his arms around your neck.
“Don’t you dare!” he hisses. It would be intimidating if he wasn’t red with embarrassment. 
“As you wish,” you say, pushing in while he wasn’t paying attention. His legs twitched but remained relaxed as you sheath the strap all the way. 
You run your hands through his hair. Something you know he likes and it calms him. Though sometimes like a cat, he’ll act like he doesn’t want you to pet it. Then be pissy that you hadn’t done it anyway. 
“Tell me when you feel comfortable with me moving.”
“Now” he says it as a demand. You raise an eyebrow at him.
“Please….” he didn’t have time to be embarrassed as you gave a deep stroke. You pull out to the tip and push back in until the two of you are flush against each other once more. Vaati almost found it too slow as you bucked into him but you knew he needed this. At least for the first time.
“Faster!” Vaati gripped your shoulders before attempting to move himself on the strap but you stopped him. Holding him down.
“You sure about that, my Dear?” you ask leaning down to hold your face just above Vaati’s. Vaati swallowed, almost regretting being demanding when he’s the one on the bottom. He got his desire granted as you changed your pace. Hips slapping together as you move trying to rub places that would drive Vaati nuts. Vaati’s nails dig into your back but not enough to draw blood. 
“Why are you so quiet now? Where have your commands gone?” Vaati couldn’t respond. He was too busy muttering curses and the odd praise. 
You reached between your bodies intending to stroke Vaati but one of his hands jolted from your shoulder to your hand.
“No! Not yet,” he huffs crismon eyes closed. You press a kiss to his neck. He let his head fall to the side to give you room. You moved yours and his hand above his head. He squirmed, something he always does when he’s close.
“Are you going to come for me. Just from me fucking your ass? You’re so cute,” you say next to his pointed ear before returning to kiss his neck. Vaati tried to retaliate but was cut off by you pushing against a bundle of nerves and he tried to choke back a moan. 
“Shh, Shh, Vaati let me hear you,” you whisper to him, rolling your hips to hit that bundle again. Vaati made a choked noise,  his hand that lay in yours gripping down and the other pressed against the back of your neck.
“That’s it cum for me,” you smile into his neck as Vaati clenched around your. Legs, arms and insides bearing down on you. 
Using the hand that’s not in Vaati;s grip you rubbed his side. Letting him fall down from his high slowly. You waited a few seconds after to slip the strap from him and unbuckle it. Setting it aside to be cleaned later. 
“You did so well,” you praised the minish, giving him a minute to collect himself before you move away from him. You don’t stay away from him for long until he pulls you to back to him. He’s always needy afterwards. Wanting cuddles and praise.
You sigh as you let him move you around so he can lay his head on you chest. Blowing some of his hair out of your face you raise a hand to smooth down the tussled locks.
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