#anyway sorry for rambling but ur so sweet thank u

[brenbofen]

GAASPPP OMGGG VINCE I JUST GOT AN IDEA OH GOD

priest+exorcist reader x demon dottore holy FUCK ive always had a thing for sacrilege... religious corruption and shit like that... fallen to worship you instead, to open his eyes to the one true god, one who owns him, one who would give him salvation, one who graces him with blessing though he has ugly horns and tattered, blackened wings, one who will love him as supposed to the father above, one who would send him into eternal bliss

make him bite onto your rosary while you fuck him full, kiss on his horns, his scars and mumble sweet nothings like a prayer,, or call him things that sends shivers down his spine, make him claw at your skin while u punish him for his blasphemy, for his heresy... make a demon like him, violent and mad, into nothing but a slut for ur cock that will bring him into a realm of pleasure, something he deems as heaven...

basically taming this dangerous blood thirsty demon by fucking him to oblivion while being a the kind hearted priest u are 😇

oh god is this good for the monster theme??? I THINK I GOT CARRIED AWAY MY BAD... anyways take your time and have fun!!!

⤷ Sweet Words ✝︎ AMAB Preist Reader x Demon Dottore > Monster Luvrs Event

Vincent’s ramblings ଳ i couldnt hold myself back and am posting tbis a day early, im sorry guys 😞😞 also got a bit excited while writing this lawll

Featuring; Religious themes, degradation and praise, body worship, reader gets a little mean, spanking mentioned, belly bulge, multiple orgasms, slight p.rn with feelings??, biting and scratching, petnames (love, my love, baby), cumflation, Let me know if I missed anything!!

You always noticed a particular individual in the back of your church. Every sermon he’d watch you, whenever you’d look away you could feel his gaze burning through you. However, he never seemed to care for what you said. When the choir would sing or church goers would gather for a group prayer, he’d stay seated in his little corner, never moving until your sermon was over.

You had also began to receive an influx of reports about demons. More than enough times would you find yourself within the residents of your small village’s homes, searching for a demon that always seemed to evade you. No matter where you went or how early you were informed of the demon it always moved on to another location by the time you arrived. It was frustrating.

Currently you were in your office reading through documents and signing paperwork, tiredness clawing at your mind. You sighed, gently setting down your quill and resting your chin against the palm of your hand. Work was beginning to impede on your sleep. You would spend long nights searching for that demon, then you’d return to your office to count donations and send off documents, tonight you finally got a break, only a small stack of paperwork to go through then you could rest.

You were so out of it you almost missed the knock on your office door. Quickly you stood from your chair, smoothing out any wrinkles on your clothing as you called out for “Just a moment.” Upon opening the door you were stunned, it was the man in the back of the church!

He wore a bird like mask that covered the top half of his face, you noted the only thing not hidden was the bright blue hair framing his face. He gave you a meek smile, bowing his head slightly. “I apologize for disturbing you at this hour.” He spoke softly, barely parting his lips as he did so. You waved him off, telling him it didn’t bother you and stepping aside to let him in.

He nervously walked into your office, looking around before settling on a chair you motioned to. “Please, take a seat.” You sat in the chair across from him, you saw how the man sat awkwardly, almost as if something were preventing him from sitting comfortably. “I can’t thank you enough for letting me in.” He folded his hands neatly in his lap, tugging on the fabric of his gloves. There was this odd giddiness in his voice as he spoke, a sickly sweet smile on his face as if he were trying to contain his excitement.

You nodded, asking him why exactly he came, the hours for confessions and personal prayers were over. He frowned slightly, tilting his head to the side.

“I wished to… see you.”

You laughed nervously, running a hand through your hair as you leaned into your seat. “I’m sorry?” You were confused, why would he not wait for when you weren’t working? The man shifted in his seat, hands gently curling around his hood. You bit your tongue as he pulled the hood down, revealing curving horns that sprouted from his head.

He was a demon. He was the demon you had been searching for.

You immediately shot up from your seat and stumbled over to your desk while keeping your gaze on the demon, your hand slid across your desk as you searched for something, anything, to protect you from the creature before you. He pulled his mask off, bright red eyes almost appearing sad as he moved closer to you. “Please don’t be afraid, I mean you no harm.” You had your back pressed against your desk as the demon’s gloved hand gently, so, so gently, grabbed your wrist. “What do you mean you ‘mean me no harm’? You’ve destroyed homes! You’ve killed people damn it!” The demon sighed, lips parted just enough to show you his sharp teeth.

He was so close to you. You could feel the warmth radiating from his body, his breath hitting against your neck as he leaned even closer. “I know I’ve done those things… but I only wished to grab your attention.” He brought his other hand to your hip, holding you in place. “I just was too afraid to face you when you’d come looking for me.” The demon pulled back to look you in the eyes, both hands now resting on your hips.

“So what do you want… uh—”

“Dottore.”

“—Dottore?”

The demon— Dottore smiled at you, releasing a soft sigh. “I’ve seen you with the church goers. You’re so kind to them, helping them with mundane things, giving them advice and even resources.” Dottore tilted his head to the side in thought, “So much kinder than any god may be… I know it may be foolish but, I hoped you could share a bit of that kindness with me?” You looked at Dottore like he was mad, a demon asking for kindness from a preist? He really was foolish.

But, you didn’t want to turn him away.

If you did, it might mean he would return to terrorizing your village. You brought your hands to the clasp of his cloak, “Very well. You may stay here while I figure out what to do with you.” You removed Dottore’s cloak, watching as his dark wings fanned out, fluttering slightly from his giddiness. He gave you such a big grin, burying his face into your neck as he spoke soft thank yous like a mantra. Such an odd creature he was.

No one could fault you for wanting to have a bit of fun with him, right?

You now had Dottore nude as he leaned against your desk, your hands trailing up his body, his clothing discarded somewhere in uour office. He had been staying with you for a few weeks now, and you couldn’t help yourself from playing with a pretty thing like him. He would’ve never thought the sweet preist of a church in a small village would have such dirty fantasies. He bit back any teasing remarks as you buried your face into his neck, he wouldn’t want to make you upset. Not now, not while you were being so sweet to him.

You pulled your hands from Dottore and smiled at him, squeezing his sides before taking a step back. “Turn around for me, love.” Dottore did just as you asked, shivering when your chest pressed against his back. You were able to slide your fingers into Dottore easily, chuckling when you heard him bite back a whine. “No one’s here but us, you can be as loud as you want my love~” Dottore nodded, groaning as your fingers slid in and out of his hole. You wondered if he was still stretched out from the previous night or if he had a bit of fun without you.

Dottore’s wings fanned out around you as you dug the pads of your fingers into his sweet spot, a loud moan spilling from his lips. You basically had all of Dottore’s body memorized, able to make him feel pure bliss anytime you were alone with him. He adored how you’d kiss his scars, telling him how he was such a lovely thing as you’d slowly finger him. The way you’d laugh in his ear at his moans and whines, teasing him for how easily he’d melt in your hands. But he loved how easily you’d switch from being sweet to mean.

Anytime you’d harshly slap Dottore’s ass, saying such degrading words to him as you rammed your fat cock into his tight hole, it was heavenly. Dottore would always have his head thrown back, desperately clawing at anything he could get his hands on as you’d pump load after load into his greedy hole. The way you’d laugh in his face when he cried after you pulled out to watch your cum spill out of his puffy hold, clicking your tongue at his pleas for you to keep fucking him and fill him back up. Oh, and how once you finished you’d kiss his marred face gently, praising him for being so good to you before cleaning him up.

He loved you, so, so much. Could you blame him for worshiping you and your body like a god? You surely didn’t mind.

Dottore was ripped from his thoughts by you pressing your fingers basically knuckle deep into him, crying out as you made scissoring motions inside of him. Dottore didn’t even notice the drool beginning to spill from his open mouth, desperately squeezing his eyes shut as you drove him to his first orgasm of the night. He heard you gasp slightly, Dottore whimpering as you pulled your fingers out. “You’re so sensitive today, how cute~” You squeezed Dottore’s ass then took a step back, admiring the demon bent over your desk.

Dottore could hear you unbuckling your belt, wings fluttering as excitement bubbled in his chest. You always thought it was adorable how his wings would flap when he was excited. You stepped forward once you pulled our pants and underwear down, rocking your hips and sliding your dick against Dottore’s ass. He whined at the feeling of your length dragging against his skin, pressing his face against your desk.

Dottore mumbled your name softly, so quiet you almost didn’t hear him. “Please turn me around, I-I want to see you.” You laughed at Dottore’s request but did as he asked, turning him around so he was now straddling your hips. You reached up and wiped the drool on his chin, smiling when Dottore leaned into your touch. “You ready?” You repositioned yourself so the tip of your cock was pushing against Dottore’s entrance, chuckling at his flushed face as he nodded, gaze trained on your throbbing dick.

You pushed your hips forward, Dottore biting down on his lip as you shoved your length inside of him. You were so big for a human, your sheer size and how wide you stretched him out making Dottore’s mind feel fuzzy. There was a constant flow of praise from Dottore as you pushed yourself deeper into him, slight tears beading in his eyes from the stretch. No matter how many times he took you he could never get used to your size. He didn’t mind though, a part of him loved the pain.

Once you were fully sheathed inside of Dottore you pressed a hand to his stomach, pressing against the bump in his tummy, laughing at the whine he let out. “It’s me~” You cooed, Dottore rolling his eyes, both of you knew this attitude was just a little ruse he put on at least try and protect his ego before he would go an moan like a bitch in heat on your dick.

Gently, you began to thrust in and out of Dottore, giving him a moment to adjust to your movements. Though, it wasn’t long before Dottore would be begging for you to move faster and you could never hold yourself back for long when you’d see Dottore’s pretty face, expression showing nothing but pure bliss.

You leaned forward and roughly kissed Dottore, something to distract him as you picked up the pace of your thrusts. He groaned against your lips, clawed hands finding home in your hair as you pushed your tongue past his lips. Dottore moaned as you pulled away, feeling you do a particularly hard thrust into him. “You’re clenching so tight around me, mhmm.” You trailed your hands up Dottore’s torso as you spoke. Dottore nodded nodding, only able to focus on the feeling of your cock forcing his body to make room for it.

It was funny, you, the sweet priest having a deadly demon that caused havoc throughout your little village only weeks later becoming your sweet cock-slut.

You pushed Dottore’s hair from his face and kissed the base of his horns, Dottore humming as he leaned against you. He was so clingy, always craving your touch. It would be cute, if not for the snarky remarks he’d say once he was satisfied with your attention. Dottore’s claws raked down your neck and settled onto your back, nails digging into your shirt.

You rested your chin on Dottore’s shoulder, the man shivering when your breath hit his ear. “Careful not to tear my clothes, I have a meeting later.” Dottore nodded, grip loosening just barely. You squeezed Dottore’s hips, grinding against him, pulling little whines from him. You did this for a bit, Dottore about to snap at you, wanting you to move just a bit more, only for you to stop all your movements and make him beg for you to just do something.

You weren’t sure how many times you repeated this routine before you got bored and began pounding into Dottore. He laid back onto your desk, arms covering his face as he leg out the sweetest moans, thighs squeezing and trembling around your hips as you fucked him.

You leaned down and kissed the scars covering Dottore’s body, mumbling praises against his soft skin, relishing in the little protests that escaped him between his moans. No matter how much you told Dottore he was beautiful, how often you gold him you adored every part of him, he would curse and bite back, saying you were insane for loving him so much, but he never made the decision to leave. Never would he reject you when you’d hold him in your lap and shower him with praise and affection.

Dottore gripped your arms tightly, claws digging into the fabric of your shirt and tearing it. What a shame. “You ripped my shirt.” You gazed up at Dottore, seeing the pout that formed on his lips as little tears prickled in his eyes. “Hahh, am I fucking you so good you forgot my directions?” You pulled out fully then snapped your hips against Dottore, the man crying out as his back arched off your desk. “So stupid n’ drunk off my cock you can’t even follow a simple order?” Dottore babbled out apologies, pulling his hands away from your arms as he cried, but you knew he liked it. He adored how quickly you’d go from praising him to degrading him, treating him like he was some cheap whore.

You scoffed at Dottore, squeezing his hips to draw his attention back to you. He looked at you with the prettiest red eyes, seeming as if they sparkles in the dim lighting of your office from his tears. “Clothing can be replaced, ‘m just disappointed you couldn’t hold back for just a little longer.” Dottore frowned, mumbling out a small “sorry.”

You knew he wasn’t sorry.

You sighed, leaning forward and kissing Dottore, feeling his hands rest on your shoulders, no longer caring if his claws tore your clothing. You began to bite and mark Dottore’s neck and shoulders, taking in all the little whines he released right by your ear. You groaned when you felt Dottore clench down around you, biting his neck to try and suppress your own sounds.

He felt so good around you, so tight and warm, you could never get enough of Dottore. You hummed, feeling your orgasm drawing closer and closer, mumbling in Dottore’s ear. “I’m gonna cum, you’ll let me, yeah?” You harshly kissed Dottore, teeth mashing against teeth, your tongue feeling along his sharp teeth, “You’ll let me cum in you, baby?” You smiled when Dottore let out a weak “Yeah.” leaning forward and kissing him once again, your thrusts becoming fast and uneven, only thought in your mind being how badly you wanted to fill Dottore up.

You pulled away from Dottore’s lips and pressed your forehead against his, letting out an airy moan as you released inside of him. Dottore came shortly after, rolling his hips against you as he rode out his high, his head thrown back as he gripped your shoulders tightly. It wasn’t long before you were moving again, now harshly thrusting against Dottore, never letting up as you stuffed your cum deeper and deeper into him, filling him up to the brim. You could see his tummy becoming round and almost appearing bloated with how much cum you stuffed into him, some of it spilling out with each of your thrusts.

Dottore couldn’t complain, not when he felt so good and was so fucked out. He might have wanted to make some snarky remark, tease you for always wanting to fill Dottore up so you could watch your cum spill out of his hole, but at this point he couldn’t. The only thought on his mind was how good he felt, how amazing it was to be filled with your warm cum and how he loved your dick inside of him. Dottore honestly wasn’t quite sure how many times he had cum himself, only focused on you filling him.

You sighed after releasing in Dottore, not sure just now many times you had. Stumbling back, you pulled him into your lap as you sat in your chair, running your hands though his hair. Dottore pressed his face into your neck, gently kissing and nipping your skin. “You’re always so clingy when we finish.” Dottore scoffed, pulling away so he could look at you, wings stretching out behind him as his back popped. “Shut up.” His voice was hoarse, tears and drool dried on Dottore’s face, he didn’t seem to care though.

You shrugged, wrapping your arms around Dottore and pulling him into a hug, playing with his hair and occasionally petting his soft wings, Dottore humming against you. “How long until your next meeting?” You glanced at the clock on your wall, humming to yourself as you thought. “Few hours, why?” Dottore smiled, leaning up and biting your jaw. “That’s good, I want you all to myself for a bit.” You chuckled at Dottore’s words, kissing the base of one of his horns. “I told you you were clingy.” Dottore scoffed once again but didn’t speak, simply burying his face into your neck.

#— events: monster luvrs #— vincent’s stories #genshin smut #dottore smut #dottore x reader #sub dottore #dottore x male reader #genshin impact x male reader #genshin x reader #sub genshin #genshin impact smut #il dottore smut #sub il dottore

[pjsk-writin]

Hey there! This is my first time requesting lol

Anyway can I request platonic or poly vbs with a reader who's like the mom friene in through out the relationship? Idk if I worded that right- for example like reader always has purse that literally has everything anyone would need and probably always reminds An and Akito to do their homework 😭 and just always worries for them making sure they do the right things

thank uuu <33 aslo sorry for any spelling/grammar mistake here's eng isn't my first language-

HIII super happy to be ur first req!! <3 ur free to interpret as u want <3 and dw abt it, ur fine!! hope u like this!! <3

◇ MOM FRIEND - Kohane Azusawa, An Shiraishi, Akito Shinonome and Toya Aoyagi x Reader

Everyone in VBS is almost immediately drawn to your motherly attitude, you were just so sweet to them!

It gets to the point where even the Virtual Singers hear about how amazing and sweet you are, they all just adore you so much <3

Your support and kindness will definitely draw many emotions out of Kohane. She's both very confident with your support and very shy receiving it

You're probably one of the only people to see An's more insecure side, because she feels comfortable enough to ramble to you due to how kind you are about it

Akito will definitely love to joke around with you and shrug off your motherly statements, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it when you dote on him

The person who will literally melt from your motherly demeanor will be Toya. He's not used to it, and he finds himself looking out for you and your support all of the time

They all get used to just asking you for things from your bag, because they know 99.99% of the time you'll have what they need

They will all light up if you come visit during a practice, and An is quick to whip up some food and drinks for you

One of the biggest jokes with Akito and An in particular is that they threaten to "tell mom" if the other did something wrong. Their faces will drop so quickly

This joke does spread to Toya and Kohane, although they don't use it as much. You can walk into the room to find them all trying to hush each other

Overall, they absolutely adore you, and they will always try their best to return your efforts tenfold <3

#project sekai x reader #pjsk x reader #kohane azusawa x reader #azusawa kohane x reader #an shiraishi x reader #shiraishi an x reader #akito shinonome x reader #shinonome akito x reader #toya aoyagi x reader #aoyagi toya x reader

[ruanais]

A ANOUNCEMENT !!! EDITED : I’m not gonna deactivate it cause I just realised I’m too attached to this blog help-

hello !! I’m here to make a important announcement <3 so !! okay this might come as a shock, but I will be leaving @/ruanais ( a few days later cause I need time to clean things up ) !! T-T I’m really sorry but I simply don’t have the time or dedication to this blog anymore :( every single one I’ve ever met on this account was rlly nice esp my mutals and I’m so glad I got to meet every one of you <3

@silverbladexyz : gosh, we’ve been mutals for quite a while Huh ? I’m so grateful to you even tho we don’t rlly talk much anymore sihdjsjdjsjahhsjsj thank u for being with me after all this time !! :D

@justcallmesakira : we haven’t talked tooo much but I’m happy to have met you !! your works are amazing and I hope you’ll continue to grow <3 mwah !

@yuukimiyas : I’ve always looked up to you as one of my favourite writers so imagine my surprise when you followed me !! :0 your posts always make me rlly happy !! :D

@chuuyrr : I’ve always loved ur chuuya’s fics and they’re just so ??????? they’re my meal for three times a day Frfr !! :3

@sinmalssimp : raven, I’m really proud of you for being able to be so strong <3 you’re going amazing and I hope you’ll have a amazing life !!

@yuutx : thank u for being my mutal for so so long as well !!!!! you’re such a nice and kind person and you’re like a younger sister to me <3

@gojoath : cella !! omfg ur one of the people who managed to get me back into jujutsu kaisen T^T ur works r absolutely gorgeous and ur yuta series ?!?!???? chef’s kiss -///-

@vrachis : one of my og mutals ever since I started tumblr ! :3 also thank u for getting me into v tubers cause now im watching their streams whenever I can LMAO

@aureatchi : you and red are never ever going to beat the twin allegations tbh, even the abilities u suggested to me were the same so :3 and even ur names are similar :0 anyways ! rev, thank u for being my mutal !! you’re genuinely so so so nice and T^T ur like a younger sister to me as well <3

@cheriiyaya : red, you’re just like reverie so it’s like copy and paste except that youre more chaotic and I love your energy !!! i always laugh whenever I see ur url cause of that meme- fjdjjsjskjsj lol but you’re a younger sister too so !!! :D but yeah, I loved having convos with u !! you’re such a easy perosn to ramble to and thank you for listening to my thoughts that make no sense whatsoever !!

@rusmii : ruru !! firstly !! congratulations on 600+ honey !! you’re almost there to 1k aahhh !! we haven’t talked much but you’re such a nice person as well :(

@culturity : kady, ur such a sweetheart tbh and I always feel happy whenever I see ur posts on my dash <3 I hope that everything goes well for you in life cause you deserve it !!

@m0uchie : EMI !! you’re rlly nice and I light up whenever I see u in my inbox or notifs sjsjsbsksjjssjs I rlly wished we talked more tbh :( but we still had fun together <3

@riiwrites : riri you’re one of the people I’m closest to on tumblr and I’m so so happy I got to meet such a amazing and kind person as u !! thank u sm for everything honey !!

@beasalmeh : okay !! you’re a rlly chaotic and goofy person that I love to talk to !! seeing your messages always make my day and it’s so fun to have a conversation with you :D

@dazaisslave : ichika, you’re such a sweet friend to me and I dont and never did deserve someone like you :( thank u for everything <3

for the other mutals I didn’t add cause I’m a lazy fuck or we didn’t talk much or just became mutals so I don’t know anything abt u or we are mutals but we haven’t talked in a long time so it would be awkward + my dear followers : thank you as well ! all of you helped me in my growth as cringy as it sounds lmao sibdjshsjsjdj I could never ever have gotten to 100+ followers without u guys and I’m genuinely gonna miss u guys so fucking much :(

— ur dearest rua <3

also u guys, surprise announcement I’m not single anymore <: ur girl rua got a bf !!!!!! ahem !! but yeah !! hehe :3 I fulfilled one of my dreams !!!!!!! :D I CAN FINALLY TELL MY FRIENDS IM SOMEONE WHO GETS BITCHES 😍 /j

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[brklynbb]

IM DYING LITTLE ONESHOT OF A DARRY X MOTHERLY!READER 🙏🙏

OKOKOK this is so cute!!!!! i haven’t rly read a lot of darry fics so im going off what i personally think but i hope u enjoy anyway <3 also im literally writing this in my school bathroom😓sorry it’s long!!

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✧.* then he kissed me

darry curtis x motherly!reader

cw: gn!reader, motherly!reader, reader being called ‘honey’, idk?????

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darry had worked late that night, and had called upon you to watch the two idiots that he calls his brothers, sodapop and ponyboy.

it was half past midnight, and darry had just come home. he expected you to be fast asleep by now, most likely tired from watching his family. but you weren’t. you were awake on the couch reading your book, waiting up for him. you knew he’d be home late - of course you knew that, he always is, but you missed your boyfriend and wanted to see him.

darry see’s you, and this boy could melt, he’s so happy you stayed awake for him. you instantly get up and hug him, and he smiles and hugs you back.

“honey, what are you doing still up?” his voice is a whisper, careful to not wake his brothers.

“i just wanted to see you.” you reply, before breaking the hug. “you’re also later than you said you’d be, and i got worried. you should probably get to sleep, it’s a busy day tomorrow.”

he smiled. “y/n, you don’t need to worry. i’m just going to stay up a few minutes longer to get ready for tomorrow morning.”

“oh- you don’t need to worry about that. i’ve already packed ponyboy’s lunch for school, and ironed sodapop’s DX uniform. i also made chocolate cake for breakfast in the morning. i know it’s probably not very good compared to yours, but i figured it was worth the effort, anyway.”

he stares at you, in awe. “wow. that’s very kind of you, y/n.”

truthfully, he’s not used to this treatment. he’s always been the one having to stay up late, caring for others, and not having a moment of rest. he doesn’t know how to react. he’s truly in shock.

you quickly continue your rambling. “anyway, sodapop is out with steve, he’ll probably be home soon. and ponyboy is asleep upstairs, and johnny got cold and asked to come stay here for the night, so of course i said yes. poor boy.” you sigh, and then continue. “and dally also wanted to sleep over, but i know how you feel about him sleeping over after the ‘incident’, so i kicked him out. he’s probably snuck through pony’s window upstairs, though. do you want me to check? I don’t know if dally is worth the trouble, but i already told him no, and i think it’d be worth it-“

your rambling was quickly interrupted with a kiss from darry. he’s never had someone as sweet as you, helping him care for the boys. after his parents passed, all the pressure was on him. but now you’re here. and for him to find someone as caring and motherly as you, and for him to find someone that cares just as much as his family as him, probably makes him the luckiest man in the world.

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A/N : im so sorry i genuinely don’t know much abt how darry acts in a relationship and i don’t know how to write motherly readers soooo i hope this met ur expectations at least a little bit😓thank u for the request!!

#darrel curtis #darrell curtis #darry curtis #the outsiders #stay gold #80s movies #the outsiders ponyboy #ponyboy curtis #oneshot #imagine #the outsiders sodapop #sodapop curtis

[chocsra]

omgg hiiii ava, i just wanted to tell you for like the thousand time BAHHAA

that IM LITERALLY SO IN LOVE WOTH YOUR WRITING. i know i tell you this everytime you post a fic but it’s true, they’re always sauurrr cute and i love the way you characterize chuuya and dazai😭😭😭💕💕

ypure also soo nice and sweet, ily sm avaaa my fav writer ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 i hope youre doing well in your exams!! and that it’s okay to take breaks for yourself don’t overwork yourself!!! ilysm pookie bear

UR SO NICE STOPPPPPP

aawwwww thank you sm omg!! ur one of my fav mutuals and like ur always so nice and u love asa like me so twinsies!! if ur in school then i wish you luck on ur exams as well!

yk like after reading stormbringer + bsd drama cds + manga i kinda realised that chuuya isn't angry 24/7. bones just characterizes him that way + he does get mad when hes w dazai and in the shows timeline, hes most powerful wit dazai.

22! chuuya is pretty damn smug in the manga/is chill with the mafia, and it makes sense since he IS the strongest. 15! chuuya was aggressive but wasnt everyone. and 16! chuuya is acc funny and chill, he like tolerated shirase when he was a whiny bitch (BYE NO HATE TO SHIRASE)

sometimes i gotta remember that before stormbringer, he had a rly strong drive to get better and know more, as opposed to him now whos a mafia executive & the strongest. chuuyas under an organization with that sort of hierarchy, and being the leader (mori) also means being a servant for your organization, not just being the most powerful, so i guess thats why hes not entirely cocky. + dazai is the only person who can annoy the shit outta him (like them elementary classmates that can just pull out a pic of your my little pony era if u wanna test them LMAOOOOOO)

therefore writing chuuya i try to write him like a half normal teenager going through his midlife crisis. i def think hes an acts of service & quality time kinda guy. like a romance with him (pre-relationship) is genuinely like - "treat you like a friend, respect you like a lover." UGH NOW I WANNA WRITE STORMBRINGER CHUUYA BESTIE HCS

as for characterising dazai, its pretty hard for me bc my requests for him are in the pm! era and like how can i imagine port mafia dazai falling in love?? (besides chuuya guys shut up) im definitely working on writing dazai properly since hes hella enigmatic.

anyways sorry for my rambling! my take on characterising these two losers and i wanna make more dazai content, but i also wanna expand the characters i write. unfortunately, my lazy ass has 5 unfinished drafts and 30 REQUESTS IN MY INBOX????

#chocsra #my ranting #my rambling #stormbringer chuuya #port mafia dazai #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #character analysis #writing bsd characters #bsd #bsd writing #bungo stray dogs writing

[ijustreblogcoolshit]

hi i would just like to say that i absolutely love ur modern au!! i'd love to know more about it if u wanna share

im so curious on what ended up leading to sky falling down the stairs

did he say smth that set off groose so badly that he pushed him?? was sun there trying to mediate the situation? and wars & two being the helpful bois they are- willing to drive them to the hospital despite not knowing the trio

ALSO the second i saw aroace legend, i let out a little gasp and was immediately endeared to this au version of ledge (for context, i am aroace hehe)

anyways sorry for the long ask- wonderful au you have here, would love to see more :D

Ahdhjfjcjahadaaaaa thank you for such a kind ask !!! I love your pfp

I'm more than happy to ramble about this silly thing lmao, and it also genuinely means so much to know people like it so much-

To answer your question, Sky and Groose were just kinda bickering while walking somewhere, Groose was getting increasingly more angry when Sky was just laughing at his insults. Sun was getting mad for Sky and insulting him back, then Groose decided to trip Sky up as a kind of payback... not knowing they were right by a flight of stairs. Then Sun just completely lost it and started screaming at Groose while running down the stairs after Sky. Twilight initially just heard the screaming and grabbed Warriors to check it out, and because they're sweet guys Twilight tried to be a mediator while Warriors drove. The very first words Sky ever spoke to either of them was saying Twilight has pretty eyes while very much concussed and out of it.

Also aaaaaaa I'm so happy you like this version of Legend !! The poor guy could use it-

Again just thank you so much for being so kind, I'm really happy that you like this silly au !! More posts with stuff about the characters, some art, and maybe a few oneshots will be coming at some point!

#tloz #lu #linked universe #rambles #lu warriors #lu twilight #lu sky #groose #asks #you're a very kind person #aaaaaaaaaa

[rollercoasterwords]

Ok this may come off as ramble-y but i just wanted on come in here gush abt how much I love your fics!! I'm a big fan of atyd so intially that's how i found your work -- through Sirius' perspective -- and i loved that shit (dare i say more than the original,, they're both amazing ofc I'm just biased coz Sirius is my fav character). I come from a super religious/conservative background and I have never related so much to a character with internalised homophobia -- like the resemblance was a little uncanny ngl lol.

But yeah,, than i read 'thtf' becoz i was craving some lesbian fics (coz the marauders' fandom is in a lesbian drought let's be real). And it was so good and i absolutely bawled my eyes out. You're writing i think especially shined in this fic and i remember i would go back an reread pages because they we're so beautifully written lol.

And then i read ur cowboy and zombie au fics (even tho I don't really ship jegulus/marylily) but they were still amazing and so, so fun!!

My favourite fic of yours by far tho is ur most recent fic, 'As the Worm Moon Dies'. I'm a sucker for fics that expand on the world-building/magic of hp because i feel like there is so much missed potential in the og hp series due to jkr neoliberal centrist politics (gag). I loved how u depicted magic in series as more of a spectrum and how every human has the capability for it. I loved how u described the elves and their enslavement becoz holy shit is that a horrible plot point in the og series (dw!! they liked being enslaved!!). Sirius as a death eater is so weird becoz canon sirius would never -- but it also shows just how much of an influence James and subsequently the Potter's had on his life. Ooooh also don't even get me started on the werewolf fighting rings and the hypocrisy of pureblood societies its absolutely so fascinating to me!! Ahh i've reread it so many times already lol. (and obviously, the wolfstar is *chefs kiss*)

I love ur writing so much i actually started reading the captive prince series solely so ic ould read ur fanfics on it lmao. (up to book 2 -- so far very interesting -- and wondering what Laurent's perspective could possibly contain).

Honourable mentions to ur nobleflower and emmary fics because they were awesome and ur characterisation of emmaline as a butch aloof lesbian is now absolutely cannon to me!!

Anyways sorry for rambling so much i just needed to fangirl about ur works!! I just wanted to thank you for all the time you put into them and your services to the marauders fandom. Oh, and if you ever published a book one day i would read it no doubt.

aww thank u 🥹 this is so sweet it’s always crazy 2 remember that there r like…real live actual people out there who r resonating w the things im writing etc so i v much appreciate the kind words 💕 also reading captive prince just 4 the laurent pov fic is crazy lmao but i hope u enjoy the series…book 1 is rough but book 2 will start bringing u back and book 3?? bananas….

#ask #atydsp #wfrau #thtf #thtb #trw #cowboy fic #alice look at me

[samsaurwrites]

Watch Me (Beel x Reader NSFW Oneshot)

Watch Me

Beel asks you to film him while he works out. That should be easy... right?

Beel x Fem!reader Oneshot *inspired by the "A Summons from Beel 1" chat*

Tags: Soft Beelzebub (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Sweet Beelzebub (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Beelzebub Has a Large Penis (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Size Difference, Size Kink, Enthusiastic Consent, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Slight Belly Bulge, Gentle Sex, Unsafe Sex

Read here or on AO3.

Steam fills the bathroom, rising up and over the glass shower, rolling down onto the tiled floor in thick waves. You hum to yourself, massaging shampoo into your scalp, enjoying the warmth of the water and the clean, minty smell of the suds in your hair. It’s been a long fucking day and you’re thankful it’s almost over. Passively, you register the buzzing of your D.D.D, just barely audible over the hissing of the showerhead and the water drumming against your scalp.

You take your time rinsing out the soap and smoothing conditioner over your ends, scrubbing every inch of your body with a pink bath pouf. Several minutes later, you turn off the water and step out onto the plush bathmat, reaching out for your towel. Still humming, you dry yourself off and squeeze the water from your hair, glancing up at your half-fogged reflection for just a moment before grabbing your phone.

One notification. A text from Beel.

9:18: Hey, could you come here? ASAP

You raise one eyebrow.

9:22: sorry i was in the shower. something wrong?

He takes a long time to answer. Long enough for you to pull a brush through your hair, press moisturizer into your skin, brush your teeth, and slip into some sweatpants and loose t-shirt, foregoing underwear. He takes long enough that you start to worry, to chew your lip and frown at your phone.

9:30: I want you to help me with something. I want you film me while working out.

You swallow thickly, stomach churning, full of all kinds of fluttering things that make your heart race and your cheeks flush (although you try to convince yourself that’s just because of the residual steam clinging to your skin). 

9:31: If my form’s not right, I won’t be able to work the right muscle groups the way I want to.

You walk out into your bedroom in search of a hoodie, and the temperature difference makes you shiver. You grab one, a maroon colored one with the RAD crest on the front, and tug it over your head, peeling the wet hair from the back of your neck.

9:32: where are u?? ur room?

You type, settling down on the foot of your bed, one leg curled up underneath the other.

9:35: The gym.

beel, i don’t know where that is

Another few minutes pass before your phone buzzes again, minutes you pass alternating between standing, sitting, and pacing.

9:38: It shouldn’t be tough getting here. Just ask somebody out on the street for directions.

You rub one hand over the back of your neck, shifting your weight from one foot to the other. Thinking back, you distinctly remember someone telling you to do pretty much anything but talk to random demons on the street, rambling on and on about you may or may not end up being eaten.

But you decide to go anyways. Because it’s Beel, and because you seem to have a knack for doing exactly the things you aren’t supposed to do. And, it’s Beel. You’d do just about anything for him, which is why you often end up on late night kitchen raids or “begrudgingly” bringing him snacks between classes.

9:39: ok omw

You pop your door open just a crack and peer outside, checking up and down the hallway. You don’t particularly feel like running into anyone or trying to explain why you thought it was a good idea to venture out alone so late at night, so you slip outside and hurry towards the front door. Just a quick walk, you tell yourself. I’ll help Beel, and then he’ll walk me back. 

“Yeah,” you murmur under your breath, sliding outside into the cool evening air. “It’ll be fine.”

You pull your hood up and tuck your head down, shoving your phone into the front pocket of your hoodie, along with both your hands. Twenty-two minutes and three separate sets of directions from three extremely handsy demons later, you make it to what you hope is the gym.

10:11: im here i think

You walk up the steps and push through the front door, only to see that it’s completely deserted inside. No one behind the front desk. No one anywhere, as far as you can tell. Frowning, unease blossoming in your stomach, you reach for your phone, when out of fucking nowhere, fingers curl around the top of your arm. You spin around, clutching a hand to the drawstrings of your hoodie, only to be greeted by a familiar mop of orange hair.

“Fucking shit, Beel,” you gasp. “You scared me.”

“Sorry,” he says, flashing you a warm smile, the kind that crinkles his eyes and makes your cheeks feel warm. It’s the same kind of smile he gives Belphie, and the same kind of smile he gives his favorite food. “I saw you walking up. Thanks for coming.”

You take a step back, suddenly all too aware of how close he’s standing and how warm his hand feels and how tall he is. How he towers over you, all corded muscle and broad shoulders and spiraling tattoos.

“N-no problem,” you say, pulling your hood back off your head.

It’s really hot in here.

“Here,” he grabs your hand (and goddammit, it practically swallows yours) and pulls you towards the weightlifting benches and dumbbell stands. He crouches down, rummaging around in his gym bag before taking out his phone and handing it to you. He explains, again, what he wants you to do: record a few exercises so he can check his form later that night. 

Easy enough.

And it is pretty easy. For the most part. If you don’t think too hard about the heavy thudding in your chest, or the dryness in your mouth, or the flush on your cheeks as you watch him. You clear your throat, wet your lips with your tongue, and worry at the skin there with your teeth.

The pushups are fine. The pushups you can handle, though you do find your eyes straying away from the phone screen and over to him. You find yourself paying way too much attention to the flex in his biceps when he lowers himself down, to the soft grunt as he pushes himself back up. You find yourself wondering what it would be like to be underneath him, to be caged in by those arms and—

Your eyes flick back to the screen.

“Oh, shit-” you mutter, adjusting the phone so it’s actually pointed at him again.

The sit-ups are fine too. You try your best not to notice the way the muscles in his abdomen contract or the way sweat slicks the fabric of his shirt to his skin giving you just a hint of what he looks like underneath.

You pull at your hoodie. It’s really fucking hot in here.

The bench presses are what do you in. Watching him load your weight and then some onto the bar is what does you in. What has you squeezing your thighs together and shifting uncomfortably when his back is turned.

Beel sits down, legs spread on either side of the bench. He glances over at you, just for a second, with a strange look on his face before he lays back. Your knees feel weak as you watch him heft the bar up and off the stand, lowering it down just above his chest before pushing it back up, grunting with the effort of it. They almost buckle when he does it again, when his shirt rides up just enough for you to see a sliver of his abs, to see the sharp v of his hips leading down.

What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuuuuuuck.

You have to look away. You make yourself look away.

With a final push, a strain of muscles, and a low huff that sends heat rushing down between your legs, he sets the weighs back in place and sits up, staring at you.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, standing up, walking over to you.

“N-Nothing… Nothing’s wrong,” you stammer, backing up and up until your back hits the wall. You feel overheated. Dizzy. And so fucking embarrasses. “I’m fine.”

He takes another step forward, practically pins you to the wall with the way he crowds you.

“You look sick,” he murmurs, pressing his hand to your forehead.

“I-I’m fine. Beel, seriously—" you whimper, audibly whimper when he leans down to look you in the eye, lips just inches from yours. You feel his breath against your mouth as he stares you down, and you swear, you could drown in violet hues you see there.

Something seems to click for him, and you see realization flicker across his face. You feel like you’re on fire. Like you’re suffocating. Like you might implode at any moment if he doesn’t either back up or kiss you already.

He’s always wondered why you react to him like this. Why you go all quiet and meek when he gets close to you (especially when you’re so fiery with his brothers), why your shoulders tense up when he leans over to whisper something in your ear during class, why your cheeks flush scarlet whenever he catches you staring at him, why you can’t seem to look him in the eye for longer than a few heartbeats. His gaze flicks down, lingering on your lips, before trailing back up to your own wide eyes.

But understands now. His voice is soft and sweet when he asks. “… Can I kiss you?”

You nod, so quickly, so eagerly you should be ashamed, but all you can focus on is him. On the heat radiating off him. On the way his fingers follow the line of your jaw and tilt your head up. On the way he looks down at you with half-lidded eyes and a soft smile. On the way he brushes his lips across yours, groaning deep and low in his throat when you melt into him, when you open your mouth and twist your hands in his shirt and pull him down to you.

He threads his fingers through your still-wet hair, tilting your head back further, kissing you deeper, wrapping an arm around your waist to press you closer to him. His tongue finds yours, licking and tasting and drinking every gasp and groan that you offer him.

He kisses you breathless, swallows your startled squeal when he lifts you up by your ass and lets you wrap your legs around his waist. He presses against you, cock thick and hot and throbbing against your sex. You kiss him harder, winding both arms around his neck while he holds you up with one hand, using the other to touch and fondle and squeeze, fingers searing against your bare skin when he explores under your hoodie, your shirt.

He lifts you off the wall and carries you to the closest locker room while you cling tighter to him, thighs clenching around his middle. He kisses you, tugs on the waistband of your sweatpants, breaking the kiss suddenly when he finds nothing underneath. Your eyes flutter open, and you just stare, panting, mesmerized by the trail of spit that still connects you.

“You’re not wearing underwear,” he says, voice low.

You shake your head. “I-I was… I was about to go to bed when you texted.”

His eyes widen, just slightly, as his pupils dilate.

He sits you down on one of the padded benches near the showers, kneeling between your legs, and peels your sweatpants down, fingertips feather-light against your skin. He grabs your hips, scoots you forward, urging you to part your legs further to accommodate him, to let him see how wet you are already.

“I want to taste you.” He says, voice thick and husky, and kisses you again, tongue dipping into your mouth, twisting with yours before pulling back to scan your face. “Can I?”

A needy noise catches in the back of your throat and you nod, pussy fluttering at the thought of his tongue down there.

“Lay back then,” he says, watching you with an intensity, a hunger that makes you shiver.

You do as he says, hiding your face in the crook of your elbow, biting down on your lip. Your head feels like it’s full of cotton. You’re high on embarrassment. You want to hide, you want to spread your legs wider for him. You want him to touch you.

He leans in close and trails warm, wet kisses up and down your thigh, on the insides of your knees, nipping at the sensitive skin. You whine, squirming, hips trying to wiggle away, but he just holds you there, laughs against your skin and kisses your hipbones.

“I haven’t even done anything yet,” he murmurs. “And you’re already so wet.”

“Beel-” you whimper, trying to shift around, to get him to do something and then—

Then he licks you, one long swipe up and over your entrance, tongue teasing your aching clit, swirling around it, barely there, humming deep in his throat. You gasp, buck your hips. He uses his thumbs to spread you wider, licks you long and slow, then harder, faster, before slipping one thick finger inside of you.

And it feels so much better than yours.

You throw your head back, back arching, and you moan, fingers knotting in his hair.

“Ah, fuck,” you pant. “Beel.”

He adds another, crooking his fingers up against the spongey spot inside you, pressing up into it and holding his fingers there while he licks and sucks on your clit, driving you closer and closer. You writhe, pleasure coiling tighter inside you as you clamp down on his fingers, as you rock your hips and ride his face.

“You taste so fucking good,” he moans.

Your eyes roll back in your head, hips arching as finger tighten in his hair. Your legs clench around his head. Your toes curl. The coil inside you snaps, and you gasp out a broken moan and cum all over his face.

You collapse back on the bench, panting, legs going limp. You cover your eyes with one forearm, struggling to catch your breath, the aftershock of pleasure coursing through you as he laps softly around your entrance, around his fingers, still inside you. Then he starts to move them again, to scissor them inside you and stretch you.

“Beel, wait,” you whimper, sitting up just enough to grab his wrist with both hands. “’S too much—ah!”

“Shh, shh,” he murmurs, pumping his fingers in and out. “One more, just one more.”

“I can’t,” you whine, fall back on the bench and arch into his touch. “I just-”

Too fast you can feel it again, as his tongue swirls and pleasure burns inside you. You writhe, tears pricking your eyes. It’s so intense—too intense—it almost hurts. You whimper out a broken gasp, a plea for more, more. He spreads you open with one hand, the other working mercilessly inside you, pushing you closer and closer and closer—

Fuck—you see stars. Crying and cumming and clenching around his fingers.

He slides his fingers out of you, and the squelch has your cheeks flushing. 

“Come here,” he murmurs, pulling your hips forward. “Sit up for me.”

You do, blissed out and hazy, staring wide-eyed at the slick on his face. You surge forward, off the bench and into his lap, lips colliding in a flurry of teeth and tongue and spit and fuck you can taste yourself in his mouth.

“Ready?” he whispers, kisses you again and frees his cock, grinding it against you, coating it in the slickness of your arousal. It’s maddening. The feel of him, hot and heavy and hard, sliding between your lips, grazing your clit

“Please-” You whine breaks off into a choked moan as he lines the blunt head of his cock up with your entrance, as he grabs your hips and sinks you down onto him—slowly, inch by fucking inch, until you’re weeping you’re so full, so stretched around him, stuffed to the brim and begging for more.

“Oh—fuck, baby, look-” he grunts. “Look at how good you take my cock.”

You look down, entranced by the way your legs are spread wide around his hips, the way your poor little pussy looks like it’s being stretched to it’s absolute fucking limit, the way your belly bulges, just a little, with the shape of his cock.

“B-Beel,” You rut against him weakly, so mind-bogglingly full.

He groans in your ear. “You’re doing so good. So, so good for me.”

You nod, head lulling forward, resting against his shoulder.

“Can I fuck you?”

You whimper. “Y-yes.”

He rolls his hips up into yours, slowly—too slowly—gently, giving you time to adjust as he bounces you on his lap, up and down on his dick.

“Do you like it?” he asks, and you can’t possibly answer, too pre-occupied with pressing sloppy kisses to the column of his throat, moaning into his shoulder. You lick and bite and suck, high on the taste of his skin and the feel of his cock stretching you open. 

“Can I go faster?” he asks, begs. “I’ll fuck you so good, baby—I promise.”

You nod, squeal when he moves you and you’re on your back.

“Touch yourself,” he tells you, grabbing both your hips. “I want to see you cum on my cock.”

He drives into you, fucking you in earnest, using leverage and strength to fuck you absolutely stupid. Your eyes roll back in your head, your back arches and you writhe, fingers working furiously at your clit. You don’t care how loud you are anymore. You just cry and beg and scream his name because it feels so fucking good.

Overheated, overstimulated, eyes squeezed shut, you clamp down on him and shatter, pleasure surging hot through your veins. He curses, grips you tighter, fucks you through your orgasm and into his own, harder, faster, until he pulls out, pumps himself once, twice, and paints your bare stomach with his cum.

He’s quiet for a long moment, eyes closed, panting, then he looks down at you.  “… Do you wanna go get something to eat?”

You laugh, so loud and long he starts to laugh too—you can’t help it. He’s just too fucking cute. You push up on one elbow, grab his shirt and seal your lips against his.

“I think we need to shower first."

Thanks for reading!! Consider giving it a ❤️ and a 🔁 if you enjoyed.

You can check out my other writing here.

#beelzebub x reader #beel x reader #beelzebub x you #beel x you #shall we date beelzebub #shall we date beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #beelzebub #beel #shall we date obey me #shall we date obey me smut #smut #fanfiction #writing #my writing #writeblr #cross posted on ao3

[amusingmusie]

sorry in advance this will be a bit of a ramble because i just finished your fic

okay so i like i binged yuor fic in like a day half a day actually its so unhinged i love it i love not enemies not lovers but a secret third thing who they fuck they shit up bite each other go go go

okay but . geneuinely uh . indont know i think something about the way you write alastor n his dynamic with nel is so. its so fun its very self indulgent. 2 me . n hilarious kind of actually or maybe its just my fatigued delirious state rn but i love it so much

and also that like . your reader is one of the few that i was actually interested in . well or kind of an oc now but regardless !!!! i love her ! she has a screw loose n im eating that screw up !! never put it back in again u r perfect like this !!!!(alastor be like COUGH/jjj

anyway yeah this . tthis kind of fic is so rare n great to be something more than just lovers or friends or enemies its . its so good. thank you for writing this n having it recently pulled out of hiatus you amazing person you keep up the good work take ur time with the fic i might draw either of them thank you for putting through this whole tirade orurgrh

WAHOOO THANKS THIS WAS SO SWEET???? I am like always amazed people perceive and care about my sillies...like I'm just some chick. Thank you so much!

#my asks

[herofics]

Heyy just saw ur response! Im the anon that requested the song fic! So I came up with a request based on the song! So it would be a Dabi x fem! Reader, where if Dabi is in his early twenties the reader is 18. She’s a UA student (I read the fic where u wrote about that lol) but she sings in underground clubs to make extra money, and she sings Older by Isabel LaRosa and Dabi is in the crowd and when she hears her sing he falls for her so he talks to her after the show. Sorry for making this sooo long 😭

A/N: The fic mentioned can be found here (at least I think it’s this one). God it was painful to read with all the typos, but it’s an okay fic otherwise. This is kinda like a prequel to that one, ignoring the whole timeline and the fact that Dabi was not with the League yet when he was in his early twenties. So this is how him and the reader met. No worries, this is not long at all compared to some of the stuff I get, sorry that this doesn’t really play on the song and that I kinda rambled again, but I think it ended up okay anyway

You’d sung at this particular club a few times before and while there were some regulars there every time, only one of them had really caught your attention. He always wore a hoodie, so you’d never really seen his face, but what you had seen was badly scarred. You were intrigued and wanted to know more about him, but every time you went to look for him after your set, he was nowhere to be seen.

Dabi had been watching you for a while. He hadn’t approached you yet, since he had just been content with watching and listening to you. Your voice was amazing. Sometimes he felt like you were signing to him specifically, especially with your last song for that night.

You had finished your set for the night, with a few new songs this time, and you noticed someone waiting for you in the backroom when you went to get your things.

“You’re not really supposed to be here, the backroom is only for performers” you noted.

The guy turned around and you realized he was the one that was always watching you from the bar. He had strikingly blue eyes and black hair, and even though he was quite badly scarred, he was still very handsome.

“Hey sweetness, I liked your set” he said.

“Thank you, I’m glad you liked it” you smiled as you started packing your make-up and clothes in your bag. “I wanted to change it up a bit so I changed up a few songs”

“I especially liked that last one” he smirked.

He wasn’t giving you a creeper vibe, but there was something oddly fascinating about him. You just couldn't quite put your finger on it.

“I’ve seen you before, you know. You’ve been at this club almost every time I sing here” you smiled, as you finished packing away your things.

“What can I say, you’re a joy to listen to” he shrugged.

“Glad to hear that!” you beamed.

“How about it, wanna go grab some food with me and chat?” he asked.

“It’s the weekend and I have nothing better to do, so sure. What do you have in mind?” you asked as the two of you headed for the back door of the club.

You walked to a nearby ramen place and sat down.

“You know, I never do things like this. You could’ve murdered me or something” you chuckled as you looked at the menu.

“Oh yeah, some freak would’ve loved your ass. Goin off with a guy like me, just like that” he grinned.

Dabi wasn’t really sure how the hell he had gotten you to come with him. It’s not like he had any nefarious intentions, but you really should’ve been more careful. He could’ve been some freak with bad intentions, and not just an admirer.

“I didn’t catch your name btw?” you inquired.

“Does it matter? I doubt we’re gonna see each other after this anyway”

“I’m not gonna lie, that’s a bit disappointing” you sulked.

“What’s your name then?” Dabi asked.

“Does it matter?” you asked with a smirk, mirroring his earlier words.

“No, not really” he shrugged.

“Hmmm, well you don’t look that much older than me, so where do you go to school?”

“I go to the university nearby, how about you?” Dabi lied.

“I go to UA, the hero course actually” you said proudly.

You might be of some use to him after all, other than just entertainment.

You talked late into the night, all the way until the restaurant closed, and even after that you walked around for a while.

“I think I need to be getting home, but I’d love to get your number”

He considered it for a moment, but since he had enjoyed his time with you, he decided to give you his number.

“Let me put it into your phone. You can put yours into mine too” Dabi said and handed you his phone.

You exchanged numbers, and parted ways. When you looked at your phone, you noticed the name he had put his number under.

“Dabi, huh” you smiled.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #dabi #bnha dabi #mha dabi #bnha scenarios #mha scenarios #bnha fluff #mha fluff #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction

[eunnieboo]

heyyy i hope ur doin well! was going to message u privately but couldn’t. i recently came across a tiktok that posted art that was VERY similar to yours. almost identical. here’s the link

she acknowledges your art after someone mentions you and i dunno it just gave me an ick. i truly love your “Another Life” piece and to see someone try and steal it made me upset. I hope your day goes well and i hope this message didn’t ruin it.

take care <3

ahh, i've seen a handful of artworks derived from this particular piece and i'm still grappling with my feelings about it. a part of me thinks it's not worth acknowledging, and in general when this sort of thing happens i pretend i don’t see it... but it does make me feel a bit like some nameless template machine, when people reproduce my illustrations and replace my characters with theirs.

there’s also a part of me that thinks i very much center my work on women / sapphics of color, and i try to put this intention into my art with care because these things are quite personal to me… so seeing variations of “another life” without any characters of color feels a little like it’s stripping the original work of that intention, as well as its context and meaning. and seeing these creators praised and celebrated for including specific details that were clearly plucked from my work can be pretty disheartening, i won’t lie.

but it’s also a conflicting feeling because i know these artists must have put time and care into their work too. credited or not (and most often it’s not, or brushed aside when it is), i just wish my influence had been a little less overt. i wish that effort could have been spent exploring the concept rather than reiterating it.

anyway, sorry for rambling! i removed the link to the tiktok because i don’t want to cause a fuss - honestly i think i would rather move on from this, time heals all wounds etc - but it’s very sweet of you to let me know, thank you <3

#anon #replies #this was honestly very validating for me as well bc i always question whether or not im overreacting

[moving-to-dreamwinged]

hello mei 😊 how are you today? i want to start this ask off by saying how surprised i was when you first followed me! pleasantly though of course :) ive made efforts to make my account as private as possible out of shyness but im so happy you followed me because you are such a pleasure to have on the dash 😊

i love how you keep your main f/o a secret… i admire it so much..! i have a secret f/o myself but she is by no means a main f/o and i dont post about her that much really!

ANYWAY. i have a few questions if youd be comfortable answering :) i know the nature of having a secret f/o can make answering questions hard… but i will try my best to ask questions you can answer vaguely while hopefully not giving anything away about him :)

first… when did you realise you loved him? and… do you have a story attached to your ship? if so, did it take long for the two of you to fall in love? or was it relatively fast?

@stop-the-dams

OH MY GOSH HI!!!! YOU !!!!! i'm so sorry this is so late i think my inbox is eating th asks or something idfk BUT!!!

you are too sweet what the heck!!!!! /pos :'DDD omg yes apologies if my following was startling initially but i'll be so honest gorillaz is my fav band so i was soosososo excited to see a murdoc self shipper!!!! i know the lore pretty decently if u ever want to gush or discuss or anything, and i love seeing your posts as well!! hes v lucky to have u ;3

and thank you for the kind words AAAH sometimes i feel so invalid for keeping things secret so that really means a lot!! i'd be more than happy to answer though, those are such thoughtful questions im smiling ADHASUFDHD

cutting this up bc i rambled quite a bit im afraid...

anywayssss i actually saw my f/o for the first time on my damn TIKTOK FOR YOU PAGE which is. so goofy but i was like omg who is that :0 nd i eventually got into his source bc of him, so i guess i just liked him from the start as silly as that sounds :'3

as far as a story, i havent really thought of one but there is kind of an au that i play around w sometimes!! i like to headcanon that we wer both like. lowkey pining after first meet but both too oblivious to realize it LMFSKDJF . so i guess a mix of both lolz :)

ANYWAYSSS sorry that was insanely long but i would love to hear about ur selfship lore as well, if youre comfortable!! ur relationship seems so devoted n genuine , im curious to hear more abt how it happened (no pressure tho ofc!!) thanks again this was so sweet!!!<3

#. 🗯 asks #.mutuals #SMILES SO BIG I LOVED ANSWERING THIS #lore dump 🔥 #f/o #self ship

[cubedmango]

hi!! i just wanted to let you know that i started reading cherry magic in july last year after seeing the anime announced on toyota-sensei's twitter! i couldn't even rlly translate the announcement myself without the help of google translate LMAO but her illustration of them looked so sweet i had to snoop around. more than half a year later. i am no longer normal and my brain is fully rotted over and i think of those two nearly every waking moment!! your art, along with so many others feeds me and your translations are So Appreciated thank you for doing gods work. i usually don't get super involved in fandom or w/e other than consuming fanart or fics so the fact i find myself actually drawing them is so new to me...idk cherry magic really is so refreshing and it's just nice as an adult to see a mature relationship between two working adults. there are callbacks to childhood or childlike behaviors or interests sprinkled throughout the manga's dialogue and i always appreciated how they weren't seen as embarrassing or immature to embrace or learn from as an adult, but encouraged or seen as a valuable part of balancing work, life, and love. idk it's def one of the more subtle and less expanded upon parts of it but i love how adachi's and kurosawa's love of manga, though seen as a children's activity (from how kurosawa thought people saw it) was actually one of their first mutual hobbies. it's also interesting to see how many things about kurosawa's psyche are remnants of ideas probably for a lack of better wording, were taught to him from an early age. his self-image, how he tries to uphold certain societal standards, etc etc. im glad he found refuge in adachi that way. im sorry for rambling for so long but i've just been thinking about these two so much ldks

anon pls u never have to apologize for rambling abt my fav guys of all time, u should actually talk w me about them more i want to hear ur thoughts !! the eng speaking fandom isnt that big (or at least i dont get to interact w a lot of ppl personally) but its fun making art and doing the translations for my blorbos so im happy other ppl enjoy it too 🥺

and yess everything u said abt the childlike/immature stuff krdc enjoy like the fact that their interest in manga and stuff is never made fun of or anything (which would be ironic anyway since theyre In a manga themselves fdkjskf) but actually one of the things that gets them closer is So good augh?? (also spoilers for the radio drama if u havent seen it yet, but to me one of the best changes they made was changing the port scenes setting to an anime con instead like Yeah!! theyre little nerd guys of course theyd attend a con!!!! that plus how they both like watching animated movies and playing games too like its a very specific thing to Me but that relatability w stuff i do myself makes them both feel a lot more human? if that makes sense)

also w kurosawas whole deal its Definitely a longterm thing hes had for a while, and in canon its mostly been his friendships/relationships that affected him (probs the most clear in ch45 my beloved) but from the way the meeting w his parents went theres for sure a lot of parental/family pressure involved too?? this is going into hc territory but i have like a whole Thing brewing in my head about kurosawas and maris relations w their parents and how that affected their self image and all growing up too and i rlly wanna make stuff for it someday (idk if anyone would be interested but id probably do it regardless so fkdjksjfk)

#the full idea actually is for a whole mari spinoff as like a fic or smth bc i care her immensely . but that is ambitious even for me lol #i have Thoughts about these siblings though like their issues intrigue me so bad. so much wrong w them i need to pick apart #and similarly w adachi being a child of divorce like! thats got to have influenced him right. i Have To Know #i think about these charas a normal amount as u can tell 👍 #my answer

[bonesandthebees]

SHAKES UR HAND PRISMO !!!

together we can convince the bee tumblr community to become as obsessed with it as us

ALSO DAMNNN DEDICATED /POS

on a side note-

hold up

on a side side note: i get so distracted in these asks bee omfg im so sorry, i feel like my high energy can get too much sometimes KFDSJKDF pls let me know if u need me to turn it down a notch, i just get excited whenever i talk about fics soo aksdfjkSKJDF

anyways on the original side note: talking about the bee tumblr community just made me think about it, it really does feel like a sort of family <3 i love seeing all the random updates from the different anons here and getting to connect to you and to each other, it feels much more wholesome and secure than places like twt LMFAOO but idk it's just nice <3

i had tumblr for awhile but i never used it until i started reading the asks here, and it took me awhile to join in bc i felt intimidated skfdkjsd which is ironic bc yknow i could always go anon? but idk it just felt like everyone had their groove going and i didn't want to intrude, but i joined and i never felt that way

anyways oops this got long (as it always does kjfsdkj), but i just wanted to say that i appreciate you bee <3 for letting us anons n non anons ramble in ur ask box and analyze ur fics and/or just straight up scream noncoherent things

this has been a bright spot in my life lately and it's really special to me <333 and ur genuinely like . one of the kindest authors i've met, but you also have such a good sense of your boundaries n stuff, i admire you really. ur super cool

and also to all the other sillies in bee's asks, i appreciate u guys too <3 ur all super cool people, and i love hearing what you have to say :)) it's genuinely really nice and comforting to be a part of this community <33

lol no you're fine icy!! while it can be a Lot it always makes me laugh whenever I post a chapter of something that has sandduo in it and my inbox just fills with you screaming. it makes me so happy to know how excited my fics make you and the others though so :D

the thing you said about the tumblr community we have here is so sweet though and it's more right than I think even I realized initially. it's really nice when I see regular askers/anons pop up in my inbox and get to catch up on tiny parts of your lives and then in turn you guys talk to each other—it's just so sweet y'know? the thing I really love about having such an active inbox especially with asks about my fics is that it's a lot easier for me to respond to tumblr asks than ao3 comments. I rarely reply to ao3 comments because it's really just overwhelming and then I'm like "well if I respond to one person I feel bad about not responding to everyone else" but sometimes I just don't know what to say or there's just too many comments y'know? I LOVE my ao3 comments they mean so much to me but it's really nice to have people come into my inbox here to tell me their thoughts on my chapters bc it gives me a chance to reply with my own thoughts in a way that feels a lot more like a discussion I guess

so yeah. thank you guys for coming into my inbox to give me your thoughts it seriously makes me so happy and is definitely part of the reason why I have so much motivation to post so much.

also I'm really glad you decided to start popping in here one day icy you're very fun to have around :)

one thing I've always been very aware of since getting 'big' in this fandom is how to maintain things like boundaries while still connecting with the community and my readers specifically. because I wanna talk to you guys and I love interacting with you and all that, but also sometimes people in fandom who get 'big' can be a bit strange to others or get way too involved with discourse and just stir the pot and to each their own do fandom how you want but I don't wanna do that y'know. I'm here to have a good time and I want this little community we've built to also just be a nice, welcoming place for everyone

thank you for this icy it really made me smile to read <3

#ask #icyfox17

[banjjakz]

"oh shit someones already figured it out" hehe i saw right through ur tricks LMAO just thought that gloomy yandere shoko would b Very hot (oh pretty neurotic woman w eyebags... u have captivated me). that was my argument. that one meme that says "my pussy has led me to places i wouldnt even go with a gun" HAHAHA

and abt final girl thoughts... squeezes ur gojo in my hand.... hes so dear to me, in all of his charming asshole and eldritch horror glamour. no cuz the way he chuckles and grins while demeaning reader !! he is not driven by pure love but by deeply rooted obsession, and its only suguru whos at its core- not reader. i love how neither gojo or reader respected each other despite their interactions taking place in the "gojo route". sure it is an otome route but you get no sweet lovin at all! you get literallyreduced to shreds, dissolved into particles scattered across the universe instead! sighs dreamily. anti-otome final girl fanfiction written by banjjakz youre so dear to me........

btw the gojo dsm comment took me out LMAO kinda unrelated but i know psychologists would NOT b welcomed in the jjk world lmao. the stigma around mental health matters between non-sorcerers pales in comparison to how a mental health professional would b treated by a higher-up, for instance. supposing ur goal is to have young sorcerers manage their negative emotions so that they dont go mental and die before they turn 18 then youre unfortunately getting executed for sabotage at best... i remember reading a yuuta fic in which it was mentioned that he had seen a psychologist after the rika incident. makes me wonder if thatd mean hes learnt (within that au) lets say breathing exercises and if he practises them whenever he gets anxious. every other sorcerer watching him like: https://www.tiktok.com/@androidg1rl/video/7291743972991503649

anyways sorry 4 rambling lolll thanks 4 writing final girlll loved it smmm and will be waiting for the secret endings eagerly :> !

no truly like serial bereavement was written for yuuta fans sure whatever but the actual intended audience is the #real sick and twisted individuals with a penchant for off-putting women who lowkey look like they'd be into consensual vivisection

"anti-otome" why am i obsessed with this label LOL wow this is really high praise anon like thank you???? crying.... we are inventing new genres of fiction over here..... just another day on banjjakz.tumblr.com

as for gojo's route, yeah, to be quite honest i can't in good faith imagine him in any lifetime or in any universe with anyone other than suguru. not even in a sappy stsg otp way, but like, just going off of my own personal notes of his characterization.... to me, pairing him with someone else -- even a self-indulgent MC -- would be egregiously out-of-character LOL. this was actually a point of writer's block for me as i was drafting final girl. like, i knew i wanted to tackle satoru. but i also knew there was no way i could convincingly or ethically produce a route where you were the object of his affections. had to take the cowards way out and have him kill you, lol, but at least we get lore? (more will be revealed in the final updates... i promise...)

KJHKSJDK mental healthcare in the sorcery world is actually insane like let's focus on physical healthcare and increasing the life expectancy first maybe

also if you'd like to slide the link to this therapized!yuuta fic.... [eyes emoji]

#memorial book #anonymous #sincerest apologies for the belated reply

[eggbagelz]

OUUUUUUUGH DO YOU HAVE THE RIGHT OPINIONS ON EVERYTHING WHEN IT COMES TO THE KILLJOYS.

dr death defying is my fav but the way u jus described motorbaby..... she might take the crown....

okok now i gotta ask- what r ur fav hcs abt any of the killjoys? or what hcs are so stuck in your brain that theyre practically canon to you??? i love ur killjoys sm please i would love to hear you ramble abt them >:]

OH WELL SINCE U ASKED

Actually I've been wanting to talk abt my hcs for a while so THANK U FOR THIS TEE HEE

Anyway! I think like. My interpretations [or hcs i guess] of the 'joys is a lil nonstandard in some ways bc i took the blank slate of their personalities and ran with it GSJSH [so these are all like. Canon to me. Basically. Sorry gerald u never gave ur apocalypse ocs personalities so theyre mine now] basically like. I have some v set hcs on their personalities and main characteristics as a whole

SO!

I like to think that fun ghoul is like. While hes v v chatty and more than a little mischievous hes also EXTREMELY perceptive to the point it's unnerving, and while hes not v good with his own emotions he's fucking insanely good at picking up other people's, as well as like. Tiny details and shit that others wouldn't have noticed. Hes still an idiot tho godbless GKEHSJ. Hes the number one mad gear fanboy. Hes good w explosives but crap with other tech.

Kobra. Ohohohohohohohoooo kobra. Ppl like to hc him as v stoic [which im not implying is a bad hc at all btw!!! Just an observation] but i like to thing hes EXTREMELY emotional and p unpredictable. A v shoot first ask questions later type, and deathly afraid of being percieved as cowardly or weak. Absolutely GARBAGE shot, which is why he has stun gloves. Practically the fucking tech whisperer.Official motorbaby wrangler. Gets astronomical amounts of ass but is terrified of feeling any romantic emotions.Half Japanese, he and poison are fraternal twins!

POISON! Also extremely emotional but has it under sliiightly better control than kobra [lol. "Control." How full's that bottle ur filling ur feelings with now pois?]. Very very good w tactical stuff and planning, likes logic and such. Also v flamboyant and enjoys colour and the life of the zones. Prettiest 'joy in the zones, seriously. Talks a LOT but has absolutely no fucking filter. Extremely sex positive.Abt as emotionally intelligent as a brick. Also half japanese ic the they and kobra being twins thing didnt make it obvious GDJDDJ. Terrified of death but doesnt know it. Romatic feelings for jet are approximately the size of the continent of asia

Jet jet jet jet jet. My sweet girlboy. Lost his entire family in a shootout against bli when he was 14 and now suffers from "i have to keep everyone i love safe at all fucking costs so help me god" disease so bad that its actually a reflex now. Took care of motorbaby the most when she was an infant. Best shot in the zones GODBLESS. Hes got an eye [ha] for beauty and appreciates p much everything the world has to offer as best he can. Trying to be an optimist despite his horrendous anxiety disorder. Spanish is his first language! Doesnt talk much and thinks carefully abt what he says before he says it. Madly in love with poison but has carefully filed that away under "n" for "never touching that ever"

Motorbaby. Stuck halfway between "extremely unchildlike behavior" and being a regular weird little girl. Far too used to violence. LOOOOVES big robots so much her favorite toy is an old mecha action figure ghoul fixed up for her. Impossible not to love, seriously. ADORES her big brothers. High energy but also burns out quickly and has to nap a LOT. Picked up some of the languages the fab four speak aside from english [spanish, italian, and snatches of japanese] but in the manner that means she knows how to swear in four languages. Veeery small

Jet and ghoul are desert boys [tho ghoul wasnt born in the desert and was smuggled out of bat city by his dad when he was a toddler], while kobes and poison are cityboys [escaped when they were both 13]. Jet's the oldest, ghoul's the youngest

I also have some ideas abt zones culture but aside from the talk abt bigotry probably still being rampant in the zones thats smth im saving for my roadtrip au fic tee hee

#SOREY FOR THROWING BLOCKS OF TEXT AT U. IT WILL HAPPEN AGAIN #theyre consuming my thoughts they are consuming my BRAIN im so normal. so so normal. #also thank u so much for saying u like my danger days thoughts GSJDHDJ ur so sweet <33333 #really im just playing barbies honestly. thats whats happening here #also sorry for being a jetpoison person do u still think im hot 🧍🏻‍♂️ #danger days #[comm noise]