#anyway uhhh i had this idea that i couldn't get out of my head so here it is

[mutxnts]

don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

(flashing cw)

#ace attorney #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #wrightworth #i mean i GUESS it could technically be nrmts so i'll go ahead and tag that anyway #dual destinies #ash makes things #video #aa anime #ash posts #flashing cw #don't question why there's 1 non-dd clip in there #there's really not a lot of him in the dd cutscenes so i had to go find something similar to use lol #and it actually ended up working out nicely with the next clip! #also maybe don't question the audio suddenly stopping at the end #i would have let it go until the chorus but there's not much footage of him in dd and i wanted to keep it primarily related to this game so #anyway uhhh i had this idea that i couldn't get out of my head so here it is #UGH i always forget the watermark bc i'm so excited to share it as soon as i'm done editing it #okay it's been added now

[fizzy-blood]

["Are you lost?"]

Ticci Toby🪓 x GN!Reader (Smut)

Not a request but I'm bored and wanna write something... Idk man. This is definitely going to be way longer than my headcanons because this is an actual story so yk.

18+ Warning

This content includes: Choking ig, Slight degrading, Hatchet fucking (if ykyk), It's one of those "I'll let you fuck me if you let me go after" type things, Dom Toby, Blood kink, kinda public? (Like, you're in the middle of the woods but...), Reader is way to horny lmao, Reader also has a pussy because it's easier to write for me (no gender mentioned tho).

It was a cold, late night. You had been walking through the woods for hours, completely lost. Maybe if you didn't decide that it would be a good idea to go off the path to find cool trinkets and animal bones you wouldn't be walking through the woods feeling like something was watching you. It wasn't all bad though, you did eventually find a lake in a clearing, you could finally see the moon again. The lake was peaceful and still, a small breeze passed by as you stepped out into the moonlight. You sat down on a rock next to the water, still unable to shake the feeling of someone's eyes on you. Little did you know that you weren't being watched by an animal, in fact the person was hiding in a tree nearby. He watched you as you sat down on the rock, staying as still and silent as he could.

He had picked you as his next target, you looked so small from up there in the trees, he couldn't just let you walk out of the woods unharmed. He slowly climbed down from the tree he was in to get a closer look at you. He began to walk towards you as you closed your eyes and sighed loudly, it was clear that you were stressed about being lost. You didn't hear him approach as you were to in your head thinking to hear him.

Finally he was right behind you, he tapped you on the shoulder to let you know he was there. You quickly whipped your head around and scrambled away from him, almost falling in the water as you did so. You looked up to see a scrawny looking man holding what looked to be a hatchet standing over you, he had a mask and goggles covering his face and a hood over his head. His head twitched and your eyes widened as he took a step closer to you, kneeling down and wrapping a hand around your throat. He tightened his hands around you only to immediately let go after the word "H-harder-" slipped out your mouth.

"W-what the ff-fuck?" He said, staring at you with a concerned look on his face, you couldn't see it though since his mask was in the way. "W-what the fuck is wrong with y-you?", you paused for a moment, he took a step back when you didn't respond. "I guess it doesn't matter n-now does it? You-you are going to d-die anyways.." he said with a sadistic look on his face. You looked up at him with a strange look, you were clearly embarrassed from what just happened and didn't really know what to do about the situation you were in. "Wait wait wait! Can't we figure something out?" You stammered. "Like-like what?" He said softly, his voice sent a chill down your spine causing you to blush slightly. This put a very... Interesting image in your head. "Uhhh- you could uhmm..." You sighed, knowing that you were probably going to regret suggesting this "I'll... I'll let you.. fuck me?" You said nervously, your face clearly a bright red. His eyes widened as you said that, clearly intrigued by the idea. "Hmm, You sure you want that? You don't even know my name and you wanna fuck me?" He slowly pulled his hood down and his goggles off, he had hazel eyes and dark brown hair. "If I do will you let me go?" You asked, clearly terrified of him rejecting the offer and killing you.

"Fine, on one condition-"he said, placing his free hand under your chin and tilting your head up,"-you can't tell anyone about this..", you agreed, face still red from asking. He smirked at you and removed his mask, you immediately took note of the large gash on his cheek. "My n-name is Toby, by the way.. feel free to ss-ay it as much as you'd like while we do this~". You basicly died when he said that, reality was going to hit you like a ton of bricks after this but you didn't care.

He got back down to your level as you were still sitting down on the rock, he crawled towards you and lent you a hand, gesturing for you to take it. Once he had ahold of your hand he pulled you in closer to him, he put his hatchet down beside him and held you in his arms. He let out a small laugh as you looked at him, you seemed tense, unsure about how to feel about the whole situation. Toby knew this, so in an attempt to make this a bit easier on you a bit less tense he kissed you. No hesitation whatsoever, he just kissed you. You closed your eyes and leaned in, you wanted this. The idea of the man you were kissing being a literal murderer was reaching out to the most depraved parts of your mind.

He started to become more needy as the kiss continued, he pulled you in tighter, feeling you up through your clothes. He pulled away and started to pull your shirt off. You didn't struggle, Infact, you helped him. Toby seemed confused by your sudden change in mood but he didn't complain. He pushed you onto your back and kissed your neck, causing you to moan at the feeling. "S-so nice, such pretty s-ounds~" he whispered into your ear, "w-whats your name.. I f-for-got to ask y-you...". You looked up at him and said your name, "Such a nice name~" he muttered as he nuzzled into your neck. He began to kiss your neck, nipping at the skin trying to find your more sensitive spots. Finally you let out a small whimper letting him know that he had found it. He began to bite and suck at the skin, listening to every little sound you made.

[Small Time Skip]

You two had been like this for a couple minutes now when you felt something tug at your belt, Toby had started to undo it. He finally let go of your neck so he could take off your pants. You looked down as he finally got them off, you gasped loudly as he began to rub your clit through your panties. "H-holy shit, how are you th-this wet already? Y-you fucking slut, you wanted th-is to-to happen didn't you.." he smirked at you as you squirmed under him. He moved his hand away making you whine at the lack of friction "Answer me o-or I'll st-stop!" He shouted. You quickly nodded, "Yes, I'm a slut, I wanted this to happen~ please- just keep going~". This answer obviously pleased him one way or another because he began to pull down your panties and suck at your clit. "Fuck- T-toby~" you moaned loudly as pulled your thighs up onto his shoulders and started to eat you out. You continued to moan and whimper as he did, placing your hand on the back of his head to pull him in closer.

Your body was so warm compared to his despite your lack of clothes. He could feel your thighs squeeze his head as you inches closer and closer to your orgasms, you were so close that you had started to shake. Just as you were about to cum he took his mouth off of your pussy, leaving you uncomfortable as the cold air touched it. "Why'd you stop..." You whined at him, "I wanted to see your pretty face~" he seemed to like the anger and pain in your eyes. "Don't worry, you'll feel full again soon.." He sighed, picking up his hatchet from the ground. "Calm down sweetheart, I'm not gonna kill you.. I have a better idea~" the sadistic look in his eyes set you off a bit. You watched him move over to the water behind you and dip the handle of the hatchet in the lake, slowly taking it out and wiping the water off with his sweater. "Hold this." He demanded, holding his hatchet out to you, you held it in your hands as you watched him pull his now damp sweater off of his body.

He took the hatchet back, "You ok there? You seem nervous again..". A stupid question really, of course you were nervous, he looked like he was about to kill you. You nodded your head, "Yeah... I'm fine..". Toby crawled on top of you again and lined up his hatchet with your hole, that's when you realized what he was doing, "I really don't need you getting pregnant on me.. after all, I did say not to talk about this with anyone.." he smiled at you.

You arched your back as he began to slide it in, trying your hardest not to moan. You could feel every little detail of the wooden handle as it entered your body, he slowly began to pull the handle out of you and back in again. "That hurts-" he ignored your crys and continued, taking off his belt and pulling his own pants down. You watched him touch himself as you continued to cry and whine from the pain, he seemed to be getting off to it. Soon enough the pain turned into pleasure as your body got used to the hard wooden handle inside of you. He began to rub himself against your clit, you could tell he was hard, it was starting to affect him too much. He continued to rub his dick against you as you whimpered from the feeling, the handle was too hard, too big, and he really wasn't helping with the overstimulation by rubbing against you. Toby placed his free hand on the back of your head again, watching small tears run down the sides of your face from the overwhelming feeling of the hatchet. He began to kiss you again, it was much slower, much softer than the first time. You gave into the feeling and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him in closer.

You both continued for as long as you both could handle it. You had placed a hand on his hardened dick and had been jerking him off for a couple of minutes. Finally he came on top of you, he moved his body up a bit out of your reach to watch it slowly drip off of you. Toby had finished, but you were still chasing your orgasm, he could see the pain in your eyes so he decided to do something to ease the pain. You groaned as he pulled the hatchet out, it had a small amount of blood on it now from how hard it was and how much it was stretching you out. You watched as Toby licked the blood off of the handle, his face had a noticeable blush on it, clearly he had been enjoying himself... He was also enjoying the blood a bit to much, maybe he had some kind of a blood kink? You didn't bother to ask him as he placed the hatchet back on the ground.

"Toby? What are you doin-nghh~" You moaned softly as his tongue touched your clit again, it was a nice change from the hatchet, much more soft and warm. You could feel his tongue work through your folds as he licked and sucked at your pussy. It felt like heaven as he licked up the blood that had been slowly dripping out of you. Did it hurt? A little... Did you care? Not really.

He eventually managed to find a sweet spot that was closer to your entrance and began to attack it with his tongue, soothing the pain as best he could. He let go for a moment and placed a finger inside of you and began to move it in and out only to return to your clit so he could still taste you, so wet, so sweet. You squeezed his head in-between your thighs and finally came undone. A wave of euphoria washed over you as he continued. A couple seconds later he finally stopped, he was pleased with how the whole thing had went.

He dressed you and put his sweater back on, picking both you and his hatchet up off of the rocks, carrying you out of the woods. He placed you down next to a tree near the path and sat down next to you slowly falling asleep.

The next morning you woke up peacefully, it was a Saturday so you did have any work. You felt a small pain in your abdomen as you stretched your body, looking over to see Toby's sleeping form next to you. The memories of last night came flooding back to you as your face went red... Did you regret it? Not at all.

HOLY SHIT!! (⁠┛⁠◉⁠Д⁠◉⁠)⁠┛⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

I almost lost this whole post over a notification about penises and I really don't know how to feel about that....

Idk, hope you enjoyed it!! -Fizz

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #ticci toby x reader #creepypasta smut #ticci toby smut #i have a problem

[cheriiyaya]

everybody wants to love you

-"said, I'm the first girl that got you getting romantic"-endlessly by kali uchis

☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Contents: Dazai x Fem!reader, Fluffy fluff, just dazai and fluff that's the whole fic, uhh implied references to marriage in the end,

☾⋆⁺₊⋆ A/N: ...i lied bitches fedya's gonna wait my pookie is always first. Also this was so much better in my head uhhh-

You woke up to bandaged hands around your waist and dazai's chin on your shoulder, his breath coming out in little puffs against the back of your ear. You hesitated before carefully attempting to pry his fingers off you, which caused him to whine and pull you closer against him.

What you didn't realize was that he was already awake.

"mmh, love can't you stay hereeeee?" He huffed, kissing behind your ear before he buries his face in your nape. "...it's so cold anyways, why would you wanna leave?" You sighed, pulling away from him and giggling when you hear him whine.

"C'monnn, you can't stay in bed all day." Dazai merely pouted.

"Watch me." He grumbled, however his expression softened as soon and you brushed away his bangs to press a kiss to his forehead. You smiled and brushed your fingers into his knotted tresses, scratching at his scalp and tugging at some of the knots.

"...wanna get up now?"

"Hmm, fine." He sitted up and stretched before you laced your fingers with his and pulled him up. You led him into the cramped bathroom of your shared agency dorm-a dorm meant for one that two had carved a home into.

You spread toothpaste on your toothbrush and brushed your teeth while humming softly and dazai followed in suit, hip bumping against yours. After rinsing out your mouth, you looked at dazai as an idea sparked in your head. "let me brush your hair, it's a knotted mess." Dazai raised an eyebrow but smiled as you reached up onto your toes, comb in hand. "can you bend down, you giraffe?" You huffed and dazai chuckled at your adorable pout, poking your cheek as he bent down a bit.

"Better?"

"M'yeah." You gently tugged at knots in his wavy hair, brushing it away from his eyes and you combed it until it was softer and not as tangled. Once you were done you set the comb onto the counter and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. Dazai chuckled and tapped the tip of your nose. You pulled him out of the washroom and into the kitchen, pulling out leftover rice and a few eggs from the fridge. "What do you wanna eat?" Dazai hummed and leaned against the counter.

"Whatever you want." He shrugged and you decided on tamagoyaki and leftover rice-frankly you didn't want to cook much. You opened the cabinet and grabbed a bowl, cracking eggs in and measuring out some soy sauce, grated radish and a bit of sugar. Dazai watched you, smiling at your small movements. The way you narrowed your eyes as you measured stuff out, the small crinkle of your nose was just oh so adorable to him. Quietly, he walked up behind you and spun you around, ignoring the stammers of protest you let out as he cupped your face and kissed every part of it; your nose, the curve of your jaw, across your redden cheeks and finally placing a playful kiss to you lips. With a sly chuckle he placed his hand on your lower back, fingers grazing your spine and he reveled in the shiver it brought about.

"Osamu-" He cut you off with another kiss to your lips, pulling away with an exaggerated "mwah!" Flustered, you put a hand on his cheek.

"Osamu! I-I gotta cook!" He ignored you, opting instead to pull you flush against his chest and waltz you around, humming a random song that you couldn't quite place a finger on. Dazai hands trailed up to rest under your ribcage as he ends the dance with a flourished dip. Right now, the sight of you to him was immaculate-Cheeks flushed and eyes wide, lips parted in surprise you were the most beautiful thing he'd seen. With a chuckle he lifted you back onto your feet, dipping down to kiss your left hand before he tapped your ring finger.

"Hm, bella this finger seems empty-naked even!" He acted as if it was the most horrible calamity in the world. Before you could interject he unravelled some of the bandages on his hand, ripped of three or four inches with his teeth before wrapping it around your ring finger. "Much better!" He grinned and tapped your finger again, making you look at the makeshift ring he'd made. Heat flooded your cheeks and you couldn't help but sputter out.

"Osamu!" You huffed, eyes wide and dazai laughed at your expression.

"Aw, bella'! C'mon, don't worry! Maybe next time I'll put on a real ring, how does that sound darling?"

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!!

©Cheriiyaya 2023

#☾⋆⁺₊⋆ 𝕽𝖊𝖉'𝖘 𝕽𝖚𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 ⋆⁺₊⋆☾ #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #bsd x reader #dazai x reader #osamu dazai x you #osamu dazai x reader #dazai x you #dazai x y/n #dazai osamu x reader #osamu dazai x y/n #osamu dazai #osamu drabble

[apompkwrites]

primordial attachment || freminet (ft. lyney and lynette)

masterlist characters: freminet, lyney, lynette (all platonic) genre: angst contains: spoilers for chapter iv - act i: "prelude of blancheur and noirceur", short fic compared to rest of mine ;-; , mentions of sickness/vomiting summary: the call of the ocean is much more sickening than you remember. notes: omg the rare pompk genshin writing. anyway, the siblings have captured my heart since they came out and I'm only slightly peeved i got zhongli on like 20 pulls to get freminet BUT-- might make this a series? thought of calling it "siblings of the hearth" but idk. ++finished this before i finished lyney's story quest and uhhh rainbow roses is all i have to say :]

you and freminet were practically inseparable. much like lyney and lynette, you and freminet made up the second duo in your adoptive family. the two of you were alike in many ways, from your introverted self-doubt to the love of fairytales.

the one thing that separated you two was your opinions on diving. as much as you wanted to love the ocean again, you couldn't bring yourself to. you cherished the sea when freminet first brought you there, pointing out to the endless blue water that sparkled under the sun. he took you by the end, a much more gentle touch than your mother had the day she dropped the two of you off, before diving down.

he held your hand the entire time the two of you swam, tightening when an angelic sea hare blew past you in the water or when a particularly strong current threatened to pull you two apart.

that day, you saw your brother's bright smile again. the last time you saw that was the day before your mother dropped you two off at the orphanage. and when freminet smiled, the brightest one you had seen in ages, you smiled back.

the next day, you learned you also had a strange affinity for the sea like your brother. the two of you knew the ocean like the back of your hands. and so, when you started feeling sick after every diving escapade, you got worried.

despite the worry, the bubbling in your stomach, and the nausea that filled your system, you told no one. you went on with your life, slowly pulling back from the water. pulling back from the diving days.

pulling back from freminet.

every time he came back from a dive, you felt sick. it had to be the water clinging onto his suit and thus, you often locked yourself away in the workshop knowing freminet wouldn't go in lest he damage the trinkets he was working on.

the first two weeks of avoidance were relatively easy. but on the dawn of the third week, you couldn't stand it. those teary eyes freminet stared at you with upon refusing another diving escape broke your heart, shattering it as if you and freminet had used your compatible visions to cast freeze on a small puddle of water.

"...okay," was all freminet whispered after your refusal, slinking off to grab his diving gear. the second that door closed behind him, you collapsed to your knees, tears streaming down your face as you silently cried.

"(name)? what's wrong?" and not even a minute passed before you heard lyney behind you. he rushed over and kneeled beside you, joined only a second later by lynette who kneeled on the other side.

lynette placed a hand delicately on your back while lyney took your hands in his, squeezing your cold hands with his warm palms.

"what happened? why are you crying?" lyney asked again, waiting patiently for your tears to cease.

"...nothing," you managed to hiccup, shaking your head. "just... it's nothing, i promise..."

and you knew that lie wouldn't pass. both lyney and lynette, despite being adopted, knew you as if you were their own blood relative. they cared deeply for you and freminet and nothing would escape their sharp eyes.

"...then, how about we have some tea and snacks?" lynette proposes, pulling you up to your feet.

"i think that's a wonderful idea," lyney chimes in, his eyes still lingering on you in worry. you merely nod in response, doing your best to wipe your tears away with your sleeve.

maybe it'd be best if you got to the bottom of your sickness...

in the early morning hours, before the sun even peeked over the horizon, you were up and at your old diving spot. one single smell of the sea made you sick to your stomach. it took every ounce of your strength not to vomit right then and there.

despite the sickness, you reached down towards the water. and the second your fingertips broke the surface--

"ow--!" you yelped in pain, the soft sound of sizzling emitting from your skin. you stared at your shaky hand, the very tips of your fingers turning to water.

drip

drip

drip

three droplets of water fell from your fingertip, landing on the pier with a sound that roared in your ears.

in the end, the people will all be dissolved into the waters, and only the hydro archon will remain...

"the prophecy..." those words escaped your lips without a second thought. you scrambled away from the dock, staring wide-eyed out at the never-ending sea.

and all you could think of was the moment your body would join it.

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[yanderepuck]

Starting to think ikevamp JP is lacking because we have no new cards of this man and it's been a hot minute since they released him. Why are we lacking so much

Anyway. May have had this idea as soon as I woke up. My best smut ideas happen first thing in the morning and I couldn't tell you why. But uhhh major degrading some CNC and we might be back on that somno shit

You bite down hard on the ball gag in your mouth. Your moans and screams muffled. Drool dripping down your chin, getting the sheets wet. You're squirming so much it's like you're trying to get away but Drake had a tight grip on your hips.

"Come on, little fawn. Cum one more time for me," he was starting to lose his breath.

One hand tightened while his other leg go, reaching under you to play with your clit. You squirmed and screamed more, but he kept your ass in the air, rutting into your cum filled hole.

"Cum and I'll finally let you rest," his voice wasn't filled with promise.

Your hands dig into the bed and you bite harder. You aren't sure if you can cum anymore, the bottom half of you feels so numb from all his relentless thrusting.

His fingers rubbed harder and you let out another muffled scream. You try pulling your hips down against the bed but he only pulls you up higher, your torso almost vertical.

"I'll fuck you all day, fawn. Having my cock in your hole is a delight," he smirks.

His voice is so smooth. So sultry. It makes you want to do anything he says.

With your body at a new angle, his cock is hitting you in ways it wasn't before, sending new waves of pleasure through your body.

You start moaning again. Clenching around his cock again. Your body going limp for the nth time tells him that you did cum.

Your eyes are fluttering, forcing yourself to stay awake. Drake pulls out of you before slowly letting your body drop to the bed.

He's panting, but not nearly as hard as you. He rubs your ass, watching you.

"Look at all that cum drip out of you," he chuckles and leans over your body to get the gag off. "Such a whore."

You're able to breathe better once it's off. You try rolling to your side but you're so sore.

"Don't move too much," he lays beside you, pulling you into his chest. His touch is much gentler now, petting your hair and speaking in a soft soothing voice. "You don't hurt anywhere too much, do you?"

You just shake your head, still not sure if you can use your words. He kisses the top of your head, assuring you that he loves you.

After letting your body relax you try getting up. You had to get cleaned up before going to start on breakfast. It was going to be a long day since you essentially got no sleep.

~~

As you are in the kitchen preparing some lunch you hear someone come in, but your back is towards the door.

"Sebastian can you-"

Arms wrap around your waist, making you jump.

"Try again," Drake kisses your cheek, holding you close to him. "How are you feeling?" He takes a piece of fruit that you are cutting and eats it.

"Exhausted. All thanks to you," you huff in jest. Today is going to be long but everything before felt so good.

"You enjoyed it," he smirked and took another piece. His hands rested on your waist. "Besides that will mean you will sleep good tonight."

"I'm hoping to pass out right after dinner."

"Guess I'll have to have dessert alone then," he sighs, being a little dramatic.

"What were you thinking of having for dessert?"

"You of course," he purrs in your ear. Your cheeks flush. "I could still have you for dessert while you're asleep," he presses his body against you, his hands sliding down.

You bite your lip to stop a moan. His face gets closer, his lips barely touching your ear. "I've always wanted to fuck your sleeping cunt," you don't seem to be against it so he keeps going. "Sleepy girls make the best fleshlights," a whimper came through your lips. "I'll be sure to stop by your room later."

One of his hands reaches around your front, lightly rubbing you through your clothes. You hold onto the counter. Your legs shake, still sensitive from earlier.

"Make sure you aren't wearing anything that blocks that hole of yours. I want to be able to slide right in," he kisses the top of your ear and takes another piece of fruit before walking away.

You're still shaking, feeling yourself getting wet from thought already. "Goddamn it," you moan softly.

~

Just as you thought, the day was long. But you're sure it dragged on even longer after what Drake said to you. You can still feel his hands all over your body.

Are you even going to be able to sleep now? Or are you going to be too excited about what's going to happen? Are you going to be able to feel it? Will you wake up?

You keep asking yourself these questions as you walk back to your room. You were falling asleep on your feet while cleaning dishes so Sebastian let you go early.

You close your door and look around your room. Is he really going to come? Did he really mean it? It feels a little embarrassing to want to be fucked in your sleep.

You get changed, putting on only a shirt just like he said. You feel a little nervous but just because you aren't sure what to expect. You turn your light off and crawl into bed.

You had nothing to worry about. The moment your head hit the pillow you were out. Your body was so happy to be resting.

After some time Drake came into your room, making sure he locked the door after him. The bit of moon light coming through the window is enough for him to be able to see your body.

He walks over and gently brushes some hair out of your face. "So innocent looking," he smirks and pulls the blanket down to see if you obeyed him. "Too bad nothing about you is innocent," he lifted up the shirt slightly and saw you were bare underneath.

"You want it just as bad as me, don't you," he gets his clothes off, leaving them on the floor, getting onto your bed. He rolls you flat on your back like a rag doll. "You get to sleep, and get fucked. It's like a win-win."

He slides his hands up your body, lifting your shirt over your chest to expose you more. "You're a treasure any pirate would steal."

He spreads your legs wide, wasting no time in sliding in you. He has to bite his lip so his moan isn't too loud.

"You're having naughty thoughts about me, aren't you?"

He smirks and gets one of your legs onto his shoulder. First he pushes deep into you. As deep as he can go. He swears he's deeper with you asleep. Once he has you warm him for a bit he starts thrusting.

As much as he doesn't want to be, he starts out gentle, not knowing if you will wake up easily. You stay motionless, nearly oblivious to what is going on. He gets more comfortable and speeds things up, then getting rougher, and rougher, and rougher.

Eventually he's not even worried about waking you up, he's just thinking about his own pleasure. He has both your legs over his shoulder, putting your body into a breeding press.

You might be asleep but your body is reacting. You moan here and there. Your walls clenching around him. He thrusts into you full force. He's not able to control himself.

He sees your eyes start to flutter. Maybe he is being a bit too rough. He can feel your body start to wake up but it doesn't stop him. All he does is put his hand over your mouth. Your eyes open moments after. Your vision is still blurry but you can see him. As your body wakes up you feel him everywhere.

You try to moan but it's muffled.

"Go back to sleep, fawn. I'm almost done with you."

You have no clue what time it is or how long he's been in you, but with the way he's panting between his words he's been fucking you for some time.

You try to moan again but he presses harder against your mouth. His thrusting never stops, never slows down. If anything now he's being rougher because he doesn't have to worry about waking you.

You whine a little, it can barely be heard over the slapping of skin, but he glares at you.

"Keep making noise and I'll shove your underwear in your mouth."

You can't tell if it's because you're still partially asleep, but something in you wants him to do that. But you stay quiet. Eventually he removes his hand from your mouth so that he can hold you down better.

Drake is pushing your body into the mattress as best he can to stop your body from jerking forward with every thrust, even if watching your tits bounce is a highlight.

Your eyes keep fluttering, slipping in and out of consciousness.

"That's right. Go back to sleep. Little fuck toys work better when they're asleep."

You bite down on your tongue as you reach your climax. How many times have you already reached it though? Has Drake? Something about not having a clue makes you wetter.

Getting even more slick enables him to go faster. Your eyes shut and you tilt your head back.

"Ahh..hh... Drake!"

He covers your mouth again. He starts panting, getting closer, his cock twitching inside you. You ball your fists up into the sheets just in time to feel his cum fill you.

He bites his lip to stop from getting too loud with his moans. After riding out his high, making sure he's emptied himself into you, he pulls out and lets your legs fall on the bed before falling down beside you.

He's panting harder than you this time.

"Fuck," his chest heaves. "I wish I asked you to do that sooner," he chuckles.

Drake pulls you in to cuddle before closing his eyes now.

"Why don't we actually rest now. If I'm dead on my feet two days in a row Sebastian is going to scold me more."

"His scoldings might be the worst," he rubs your back gently. "I did tell you back to sleep though."

"As if I could with how rough you are."

"You wouldn't want it any other way," he kisses you and pulls the blanket up, covering you both.

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Tag list~

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[timestillstands]

Tube tied

Fnaf dca(Sun) x Reader

Notes: Uhhh hihi !!! Um. this takes places in my dca au(this is an au acc) but it doesnt carry lore to it. uh. This isn't actually written well cuz I'm a pathetic aro that has no idea how to write kiss scenes. um. this was beta read but Idrc abt editing so 😁😁 enjoy or sumthin u didn't see this at all oOoOOoo

You walked into the daycare, treading lightly with the silence surrounding you. You knew in advance that kids were all over the place, so you were guessing that a game of hide and seek was going on, given how you couldn't spot more than three kids without looking, some blatantly obvious, but still trying anyways.

You creep to the right of the daycare, God forbid a child catches you and ropes you into anything. You were not spending any more time here if you could help it. You needed to find Sun, to tell him what Vanessa told you.

You crouch down, nearing the jungle gym. You hear sudden sharp shrieks and laughing, and you jump, head swishing towards the source of the noise. You felt a sudden tug of the arm, pulling you down and dragging you into a tube. A reminder of the past sent shivers down your spine and your heart picked up the pace as the world streaked past. You felt a thump on the top of your head and you hurried to slap a hand over it, before the hands of your captor grabbed it.

"Shhhh. Stay still or you'll get us caaaaught." Sun giggled softly, his hands wrapped loosely around your wrists. You wriggled around nervously, tightly cramped in the plastic tubing. As if to reinforce his words, he pulled you in a bit closer.

"Sun I-" You started, before he hushed you again.

His rays wiggled in and out with the room given, and his face came closer to your own. "We don't have much time, Nightlight. I thought we could get this through quickly, without all this time wasted." His eyes narrowed with a gently tone, yet his smile stretching excitedly.

You were about to ask what he was talking about when his hands traveled, one down to your spine and the other tracing along your neck.

"Tut tut. Be a little more patient, we're getting there, we're getting there." He whispered, smile thinning giddily.

Your face heated up and you tried to pull back a little, your efforts doing next to nothing for you.

You hissed, "Hey, hey, Sun my guy- calm down. Wait wait wait." Your smile fizzled and your eyes tried to avert from his, which were gazing at you with curiosity before he squinted. "Hmmm. Nope. I think I want my kisses now." Sun confirmed firmly.

You were so close to screaming. You weren't sure you signed up for this. What was even happening right now? Was this safe? Would management figure out? If they could, how??? Oh god. Were you doing this?

You were. You were very much doing this. You were so caught up in your nervous thoughts that your body had gone into auto pilot, succumbing to Sun and his insistence.

Your lips touched the silicone softly, the metallic smell along with distant finger paint prominent. You left the kiss on his forehead, backing up quickly after you realized, so fast you nearly hit your head on the plastic again, Sun's hand stopping you and pulling you back to him without hesitation.

He let out a bashful snicker and both his hands were cupping the sides of your head.

The little pecks and kisses around his face had him fidgety and nearly had you coughing from choking down laughter. At some point you had given up on escaping and wrapped your arms under his torso, your fingers grasping his hook loosely.

You buried your face into his ruffles to muffle the laughter that was starting to hurt your sides the more you stifled it. You looked up at him with a toothy smile, "SHHH! I'm gonna need to unplug your voice box if you keep it up!" You teased.

He pressed his forehead against yours. "Oh~ hooo. Hooo- I'm afraid you might need to, Jitterbug-!" He chortled back, eyes thin with joy, his smile stretching as far as it could without it becoming uncanny. "We are so gonna get caught if we can't get it together." He threatened playfully.

You put another smooch on his nose and admire the meek expression he has on. "You're the actor! I think I at least get a pass, daystar." You huff at him with an undeniable shit eating grin.

He held a finger to your mouth, mirroring it to himself. "Alright, alright. We can continue this later special friend, I promise." He said, switching his attitude in the way you'd memorized him doing for over half a year into something stern and fitting the mock fight. "Let's focus on this game first." His voice box crackled out from below you. It felt weird to have no one else talk about that. His voice box was in his upper torso, a fact that you hadn't noticed until you looked at his blueprints. It wasn't anything big, but it really put a lot more into perspective when you looked at him better.

You hid the remaining titters into the fabric of his ruffles, eyes squeezed shut to avoid overwhelming tears from flowing out with the excitement. "Ok, ok. Ok. I'm fine now. I'm fiiine. Haha. Ok. Oookay. Ha." You huff out, wary of your volume.

You shuffled a little, moving downwards. You didn't mind having the comfort, but it was a little too tempting. You didn't have access to your stuff right now, you weren't gonna let yourself slip up now. Especially not now. That would be embarrassing. And maybe job-threatening.

Vanessa said you worry too much about your job and not enough about you. Which was crazy, because Sun said that stuff too. Even if they are right, you're fine. Right now you're fine, so there's nothing to worry about.

God, if these kids didn't find you soon you might actually take a nap, which was starting to feel way too enticing for your liking.

You could tell Sun was starting to feel that lanky feeling that he was too big for the tube now, given the way he was acting. Aside from that, you just really needed those kids to show up so you could both be in a better position. How'd he wiggle in anyways? How did you fit too? Ok, whatever. You're too tired to think about that. You knew better than to question what happened in this place.

More notes: I'm going to make/finish a moon sequel soon and etc etc. cool. that one's gonna be fun(I'm drowning)

#time still stands tag #dca fandom #fnaf #fnaf dca #dca au #sun fnaf #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf sun and moon #fnaf fanfic #dca fanfic #fanfic #writing #scrib scribes

[verygirlygirl]

Spin the bottle

Summary: Robin plans a party at your house and invites a guy that you hate more than life itself. Vance hopper

"Dude really my house?" You asked Robin in a confused tone "why not yours hm?" He didn't even bother looking at you "my house is messy it's not fit for people to come over at the moment". You groaned at his answer but soon tried to see the good in things, "well there's nothing I can do about it now atleast I can spend time with some fun people".

Robin hummed at this "that's the spirit y/n" the gently slapped your shoulder and started to take his own route home. "It starts at 10 be ready for that oh and have some snacks since you're the host", you didn't say anything you just gave him the middle finger and made your way home too.

"Shit there's really nothing to wear..fuck" anxiety crept upon you slowly but surely it was only 8:30 and you were already freaking out about an outfit. "Ok ok calm down y/n it'll only be like four people", you attempted to calm your nerves by listing off the people that would be coming "finney, Bruce, Robin and uhhh vance!" You could feel the weight lift off of your shoulders

There wouldn't be too many people and.. Vance you felt anxious again god you hated that guy and his handsome face. Sure he was good-looking but shit was he an ass "ughhh vancee" you threw yourself in your bed face first onto your pillow and groaned, "just my fucking luck".

You looked at the clock and it was already 9:00 so you decided to just grab a plain sweatshirt and jeans with socks. "It's my house anyway I don't need to dress up", you cleaned your room up a bit and made your way to the shower.

About 20 minutes later you were out. You threw on your clothes and went downstairs to get some of the chips and drink that you got plus a good bowl of popcorn, you set everything up and just waited until everyone got there. In the correct order it was Bruce, finney, Robin and the one you dreaded was vance.

He came about 10 minutes late but that's nothing you couldn't handle it wasn't too bad. When he came into your room he made a comment about how it was too girly and as much as you wanted to say something back you stayed silent, not wanting to ruin the fun for everyone else.

He sat away from you and conversed with everyone but you. Though it pissed you off that he acted as though you didn't exist in your own home you were happy that he wasn't tormenting you, but then you started glancing over at him why was he so beautiful?

His pretty golden curls and those eyes that you could get lost in his lips and eyebrows were his best features in your opinion. Although they'd be prettier is his eyebrows didn't furrow in annoyance whenever you talked, his lips would be so much prettier of they stayed shut and didn't yell profanities at innocent kids.

After about 30 minutes we were all looking for things to do until your good friend Robin came up with the wonderful idea to suggest spin the bottle. You and vance didn't really object so it was taken as a yes by everyone, "alright everyone sit in a circle" bruce demanded everyone did as he said and he grabbed the bottle from Robin.

Please don't land on me please don't land on me you chanted that inside of your head repeatedly. And it kind of worked it landed on you and finney, finney was a good friend of yours too so he got a sweet peck on the cheek you smiled at him and he smiled back sheepishly he was always so cute.

Although there was a problem you could see vance stealing jealous glances at you. You could see he was angry but you couldn't figure out why you were pretty sure he hated your guts and would love to rip them out of your body with his bare hands (too graphic?), you decided not to take it too seriously maybe he was just fantasizing about killing you or something.

You decided you wanted to spin the bottle this time feeling quite confident that it wouldn't land on this specific guy in the room. But just as quick as your high came it went the bottle had landed on vance, "no" he said simply "yea I'm not kissing this douche" you agreed with him for the first time.

You were not about to kiss this guy everyone groaned "come one it's apart of the game you guys have to" finney said. "Yea if not then you have to go into the closet" Robin backed finney up, "those are the rules?" I asked giving Robin a skeptical look "they are now". He shrugged and with that Bruce and Robin decided to push both me and vance into my cloest while finney stayed seated and waved us a good bye.

After a 5 minutes of making vance stay inside of the closet the locked it and told us that until we kissed we couldn't get out. All the while vance made threats to kill Robin "when I get out of here you're dead dickweed" vance said every syllable coated with venom, and with that he sat down across from me avoiding eye contact and not even attempting to speak to me.

If I'm being honest I'm quite thankful that he wouldn't talk to me cause I didn't wanna talk to him either. "Your room sucks" he said out of the blue "excuse me?" I asked obviously offended, "you heard me six head" Ok that was just unnecessary "you're such a fucking Cock sucker hopper" and with that the bickering started.

"The fuck did you just say to me?" He grabbed my swear and brought me close to him "fuck you" I said I don't know why but I said it and it felt good. "Oh yea? Fuck me?" He placed me on my back and got on top of me "g-get off of me asshole" he bent down until your noses were almost touching.

"I should just beat you into a fuckin pulp you little bitch" he whispered to me it was obviously a fucking threat but it sounded so good coming from him. "You wouldn't youre too pussy" you whispered back at this point the words just flooding out of your mouth, you could see a predatory look in his eyes he banged your back against your closet floor it was enough to hurt but not enough to make you cry or want this moment to end.

He leaned even closer your lips only a few spaces away from touching you wanted so badly to kiss him to touch him. But sadly you didn't get the chance to cause he whispered so swear words and got off of you, he knocked on the closet door and robin came to it "did you guys kiss?" He asked "yup now let me out I have uh curfew". Robin hummed but let him out he walked out of room rather quickly and everyone saw you on the floor looking disheveled and surprised.

"Wow y/n are you ok?" Finney pushed past Robin to help you up "Uh yea I'm f-fine I just need to lay down. "I'm surprised they didn't fuck by the way she's looking" Robin whispered to Bruce but got met with a shove to the shoulder "shut up dude".

You needed to catch your breath and think about what the fuck just happened "the parties over..everyone go home".

#vance hopper #vance hopper imagine #vance hopper x reader #the black phone

[croc-girl-dick]

The Predator Conspiracy.

Just a vorny story explaining the predator conspiracy in my voresonas world ! Features some art too, putting everything under the cut ! Enjoy <3

CW: Oral Vore, kinda graphic digestion, bones, Hyper, gas, and a bit of disposal ! 

Hehe That's me ! Random fox for height ref their about 5"5' so as you can see. I'm Big !

Penny had of course already eaten her usual two people for breakfast on her way to work at the tube station. They were already digested, used up and left filling up a bathroom stall with what was left of them. Overflowing emencly and topped with a skull.

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Two office workers talk in hushed tones around the water cooler, a human man and a much shorter rabbit woman about half the humans height.

"I just can't believe it, I can't believe I didn't see it sooner, its so obvious now..."

"I know, its alot to take in, but its best not to talk of it now, their are predators in the office, it could be dangerous."

The water in the cooler bubbled and rippled with the vibrations of massively heavy footsteps, as the man continued to console the rabbit. The footsteps building until the water was practically sloshing around, As Penny suddenly rounded the corner and stood just a few metres away from the pair. The giant crocodile was easily twice the man's height and her hips were almost as wide as he was tall. They both had to look almost directly up to meet her scolding gaze.

"Uhhh Mi... Miss Barnham ! We were urrm.. we were just getting back to work" stammers the human, faking a smile and gently pushing his friend the rabbit who was frozen in fear

"Aww yeah I'm sorry hun, Keith and.. Beritrice was it ?"

Then Penny bends over at the waist, putting her long crocodilian maw and thick juicy pink lips at eye level with the man.

Her enormous tits each about the size of the smaller rabbit woman bouncing down hanging in the air and dripping with sweat soaked through her thin shirt barely containing them anyway. The man couldn't help but stare.

"Yeah I heard y'all talking and, you've gotta go, hehe." Licking her lips with saliva dripping in great arks to the floor.

Before the man can react pennys jaw snaps swiftly around him, instantly engulfing him head first down to his torso, her left hand casually tucking a lose hair behind her ear, her right hand clasping onto the petrified rabbit. She elegantlty stands up suddenly straight and points her maw upwards letting the man swiftly fall into her couldren of a stomach *ulk* *UrrRrrPPpp* without closing her mouth still wide and upward she raises the rabbit and quickly drops her in, a fleeting taste of her as she plummets past pennys toung and straight down her wide open gullet *ulk*. Then penny relaxes and let's out a little contented sigh "ahhh there we are, problem solved hehehe."

Penny moves on, not at all slowed or hinderd by her new passengers last screams or melting flesh as they quickly suffocated.

She sees a few more of her colleagues, foxes, haveing a chat and saunters over. Farting long and loud as she walks as the pair get to digesting in her sloshing stomach. Barely aware of the gas escaping her ass with each step and yet receiving great pleasure from it.

Needless to say, these coworkers were aware of her noisy approach and greeted her warmly, not knowing she had just killed two people, and politely ignoring her constant flatulence and her obviously hard cock leaking pre down her leg.

"Oh the new girl Beritrice? I haven't seen her hehehehe, she must not have been comfortable here at the office hehehe"

Penny grabs her fat stomach jiggling it enjoy the two people churning and melting into one big boney slop in her stomach *UrrRrrPPpp* and as quick as that with the release of gas and splattering her colliges with siliva, she's not full anymore and feels a twang of hunger shoot from her stomach. "Oops parden me hehe, I'm just soooo hungry hehe its past my lunch !"

So cemented in their brians the idea that predators are just normal people and pose no threat at all, through a lifetime of indoctrination that they can't see the obvious shapes of bodies and bones literally right infront of them, subconsiously refusing to believe it. But that only goes so far...

They chat about work for a little while longer when penny suddenly interrupts.

*BuUrRrrPp* so loud and powerful it sends nearby papers flying. "Ooh, that was another big one hehehe !" She jokes before she realises thier stunned silence, the three foxes are all staring at pile of siliva drenched bones, complete with a freshly bleached rabbit skull, obviously Beatrice.

"Y..you ate her ??!" Stammers one of them.

Penny licked her lips greedily in response

"Mmmm and now I have to eat you three aswell !" *Mwaahh* springing forwards jaw wide in a flash siliva splattering about !

*Gu-Gulp* "oh Penny five people just for lunch you spoil yourself ! But i had to ! Hehe I'm gonna get so fat with all you guys hanging off my body hehe !" She happily swings her buldgeing stomach with the three fresher people above and the well stewed bones below *Uurrp* hehe.

"but I really shouldn't miss actual lunch that's unhealthy, Ill just grab something small from the cafetiera." *GROOWWWLL* ... okay okay ! Ill have alot hehe. She almost skips over to the lifts, but being so huge and extra heavy she barly leaves the floor and shakes the whole office.

Leving the bones and acouple of the foxes clothes in a siliva drenched mess. No prey is smart enough to put together what happened, and an office janitor will be along to tiny up in no time.

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The blindness of prey society allows even a clutzy bimbo like Penny to maintain the conspiracy. Helped of course by anyone in any position of power being a pred too.

#please love my stuffs ! #im trying to get back into talking with people online #id love to know what yall think of this ! #pls like and reblog and all that i crave numbers

[deputy-buck]

oh my god, saw your post and now the idea of pup!tim/puppyplay with hawk and tim in general will be living in my head forever

Pup!Tim will live in my head forever as well, anon, we're in the same boat- here's a 50's moodboard, not a very good one because it's so hard to find stuff that doesn't look ultra-modern??? anyway

The lamb plush is a gift from Hawk, it is very much a play on the whole sacrificial lamb deal in the Bible, Tim hasn't quite caught onto it yet, but Hawk couldn't help himself. They play fetch with it in Hawk's apartment, Tim was a little uncomfortable crawling after it at first but now it's a regular thing, familiar and comforting to know Hawk isn't laughing at him but more so at how cute he is with the little lamb between his teeth and his face a little red and his hair more than mused, Tim likes seeing his handler happy. It lives at Hawk's apartment in the bottom drawer of his desk when Tim isn't there, otherwise it's usually sat on Tim's blanket, or being carried in his mouth from room to room as Tim follows Hawk around.

The blanket is another gift from Hawk. His puppy needs something nice to lay on, can't just force him to lay on the hardwoods with no cushion, that would be mean, and his pup is prone to getting a little cold in his stripped state. Underwear and t-shirt at the most, Hawk never understood putting clothes on their large dogs, so he's not going to. The blanket also stays in Hawk's apartment and is the only warm-toned blanket he owns. It also gives some relief to Hawk's own knees when he decides it's time to give his puppy a nice reward.

The collar -you guessed it- is yet another gift from Hawk. Look, Hawk likes spoiling his puppy, if he could get every little item he saw that made him think of his puppy, he'd be broke, and he's got Moneyyyy. He knew Tim wouldn't like anything flashy or harsh, his boy is the soft type in this mental state and would hate a prong collar, so Hawk opted for something classic yet still more than strong enough to pull on. It was the one thing Hawk had to get custom-made. He can't lie, he was the slightest bit flustered during the commission process but calm, cool, and collected when he picked it up, much too excited to see the look on Tim's face when he presented the gift to his pup. "Now everybody will know who owns you, Skip."

Not sure if I want Tim's pup name to be Skip/Skippy or something else, also I think the collar would be a little wider but that was the closest I could find that's simple.

Oh and look! A gift not from Hawk! The bowl is from Frankie. I like to think Tim and Frankie had a closer relationship than what was represented in the show, and one night while Tim and Frankie were drinking a little too much in Frankie's room, Tim spilled the beans on what he and Hawk had been up to, and how it felt so good to just follow what Hawk said without being expected to give a verbal response. Frankie first laughed cause of-fucking-course Tim likes something like this, but then he got to thinking... how can he be a little shit but also provide something of use? A bowl, a fucking dog bowl. He thought about putting Tim's name, or "Skippy" on it but settled on "Dog" just to really fuck with Tim. uhhh Tim nearly fucking cried from embarrassment that Frankie not only remembered the conversation but Bought him something because of it- He's just happy Frankie didn't give it to him in front of Hawk or Marcus, then he definitely would have cried.

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I have a little fic coming out at some point in response to another ask, so keep this moodboard in mind when you read it!!! No clue when it'll come out though oops-

#anon ily so much #pup skip #tim laughlin #pup tim #hawkins fuller #frankie hines #puppyplay #fellow travelers #buck builds #buck backtalks #y'all pls talk to me about this i swear i will kille fo you #send me asks pls fuck #or dms those are cool too

[supernovaa-remnant]

uhhh cw medical talk and vent under the cut

my mom has to go to the doctor. uhhh she hasn't been feeling well recently and so she called her doctor and asked if she could see them maybe next week, told them her symptoms, and they told her she had to come in today because they're worried.

there was a period of time where my mom was having a lot of medical issues. like, a lot. there was a period of time where she kept having doctor's appointments and having to go to the hospital because they couldn't really figure out what was wrong? um. I think it was something with her kidney? idk they never really told me much. despite me already being a teen when all this was happening. um. but there was something with her kidney which was concerning because her dad died because of a kidney issue. which. I think the fear was that there was something genetic. (which. not gonna get into how that idea affected my hypochondria. because. um. this post isn't abt my health anxiety just about being worried I guess).

anyway, just, I'm worried there's still something wrong. and now my dad is taking the day off work so he can drive my mom to her doctor cause she feels light headed. and. I don't know. I'm an adult but they're still not really telling me anything. but I also haven't really asked. just. bleh. worried. y'know? yeah. like. she's most likely gonna be fine. but. yeah.

sorry I just wanted to get my thoughts out somewhere and didn't wanna interrupt whatever conversation my group chat was having🧍‍♀️

#personal

[rollercoasterwords]

hello rae! atwmd has been absolutely eating lately and i'm very excited for the next chapterrr also i was wondering if there are any deleted scenes/bits from the previous chapters you'd wanna share with us? maybe a line that got cut but you liked the wording a lot ? i love learning about writer's editing processes plus would be fun to see any snippets you may have floating around :~)

hi thank u!! responding 2 this a bit late lol sorry but. i don't have any like actually-written scenes that i cut bc normally if i'm writing a scene & realize it isn't gonna work i stop pretty quickly & usually just delete the few sentences etc...also usually i've got everything shifting around in my head like a puzzle til it clicks before i write so. generally speaking i just am not cutting things after writing them...however! i did have one specific scene that i was planning to write in atwmd which didn't end up working out (got 2 the scene & felt like i was hitting a mental wall bc i couldn't make it fit into the plot) so i can like. share that i suppose lol i'll put it under a cut:

so originally around like...ch 17 i think? like after they destroy the diadem when they're trying 2 figure out what the next horcrux is & destroy it, i really wanted 2 write like. a scene where, for some reason, sirius has 2 go undercover pretending 2 be a werewolf & in doing so encounters like a well-meaning rich guy who essentially parallels what he was like w remus in the early parts of the fic 2 like...have this moment of growth where sirius realizes what that dynamic was like for remus & why it was fucked up etc. so i was like uhhh how can that happen...maybe there can be some fun fancy party where rich people bring creatures as escorts & sirius wears a glamour or takes polyjuice from a werewolf's hair...also love in werewolf fics when like. character a wears character b's clothes 2 smell like them & thought that would be fun lmao so i was like what if sirius also wears remus's shirt or something so he smells more like a werewolf...the sexual tension of it all...

so anyway i was like i need this party-undercover-fake-werewolf scene 2 somehow connect from where the fic is at (just destroyed diadem) to the lestrange crypt horcrux part, bc i already knew what i wanted 2 do w the crypt etc. so i was like maybe somehow this party is how they get to rabastan lestrange?? but it didn't end up working out bc it just felt too similar to the whole original mission remus was on w malfoy so it just felt repetitive, and i couldn't figure out how 2 make it logically connect to the crypt in a way that felt believable...and then i had the idea of having rabastan hunt magical creatures & i was like this fits so much better so i went with that instead! rip sirius undercover-fake-werewolf scene...4ever in my heart <3

#ask #wfrau

[caitierose-butwithfics]

Exes and Woahs

Author's Note/Description: This is just a silly little idea I had where Brezziana gets her heart broken by some ass... some ass Jack knows more than he would like to;) (And yes the Exes name is Valentino because of that one Years And Years song it's one of my favorites and it's currently stuck in my head oki)

Currently very sick so if this fic seems like a fever dream it probably was anyway-

Jack was perfectly cozy and content on the coach, reading a book with the early evening light coming from the window making him feel warm inside and out. He had been trading between his friends' Danceverses, and Brezziana had insisted he stay with her for a little. Dancity was busy and constantly full of excitement, but in the evening all of that died down and you could feel peace and tranquility rest on the Danceverse. It was soothing to Jack's soul.

Jack's reading was interrupted when he heard a disturbance outside. Looking out the window, he could see Brezziana talking with an unknown figure in a very animated way. Talking wasn't the best way to put it. Screaming obscenities was better.

He couldn't see who the other person was, but Brezziana took one last swing at the guy before stocking inside of the house and slamming the door. Jack could not make out a single word she was saying as she stared at the door with watery eyes. Finally she took a shake breath and slammed her back on the door, taking shaky breaths and descending into messy tears as she lowered herself to the door floor.

Jack stared at her, dumbfounded for a moment. He had to say something.

"Uhhh... Brezz, you ok?"

Brezziana nearly jumped out of her skin with a startled scream. She saw Jack on the couch and took a deep breath.

"Christ Jack, forgot you were there."

"You uh... you wanna talk about it?"

"No." Brezziana stared into the distance, gripping her arm so hard she was sure to lose blood circulation. She shook her head, tears starting to run freely down her cheeks. "Yes."

Jack had no time to respond before the Dancer threw herself onto the coach and started to sob unto his shoulder. He started to pat her back in what he hoped was a soothing manner. Whenever Brezziana hugged him, it was because she wanted to support him and let him know he was one of them. That's how she had always been. If the conversation somehow turned to Mother, she was quick to change it. If he ever seemed drained or overstimulated, she was quick to make sure he had peace and quiet and time to rest. She had even gotten weighted blankets and soothing teas and herbs in her house in preparation for Jack's visit. Jack had always wanted to pay her back for her kindness, but never knew how. He guessed this was one way to show his appreciation, he just was never great at being the shoulder to cry on. He hoped he was doing ok.

"5 months!!!" Brezziana cried into his shoulder. "5 months of me pouring everything into that man and what does he do?? He cheats on me!!! With one surfer girl from Sun Horizon, one carnival act from Carnivalium, and that stupid blonde reporter guy from Winterhaven!!! 3 different people!!! He's nothing but a-but a-" She hid her face back into Jack's shoulder and started cussing the guy out in Spanish. Or at least, that's what Jack assumed she was saying from the sound of her tone.

"God, the guy sounds like a douche." Nice one Jack. Gotta put that on your resume. Performer, Danceverse hero, and as of recently, worst therapist in all of Dancity.

Brezziana was silent for a little before giving a dejected sniffle. "Total douche." She sat up and stared daggers at the ground with her red eyes. "Valentino Rivera, total douchebag."

Jack raised an eyebrow at that name. Had he heard that name correctly? He knew a Valentino Rivera. Better yet, he had dated a Valentino Rivera.

When he was about 17 Jack had decided to try to date online. It was the most rebellious thing he could do without his mom finding out. As long as he was careful enough.

Turns out, there was a really nice guy named Valentino that was from Eternyx. Jack used to sneak out as much as he could to secluded areas with Valentino. Valentino of course didn't know who his mom was, but that was ok. They used to talk about their future together, how they would run away from Eternyx and start their life again in a better Danceverse. Until 3 months later when Valentino ghosted Jack and moved to Dancity. Apparently Jack wasn't part of that equation after all.

Brezziana shook her head, scrubbing at her eyes. "The worst part about this is I owe Mihaly so much money."

Jack leaned back, a confident smirk on his face. "So what I'm hearing is that betting on the outcome of your shitty relationships is a quick and easy way to earn money, no?"

Brezziana nudged him in the shoulder. "No! Not you too!"

Jack stood up and dusted himself off before offering a hand to Brezziana. "Come on. I'm sure Wanderlust can find the guy's house in no time, if your down to egg it."

Brezziana accepted his hand with her usual mischievous smile. "Now that sounds like a plan."

#just dance 2024 #fanfic #jd headcanons #just dance #jack rose just dance #jd brezziana #jd jack rose

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I did not forget that I was supposed to write some kind of concert report thingy @another-sun asked for, but I've just been so overwhelmed

anyway, here are some of the things I can remember from seeing Blind Channel's secret show with @thisisntaparty who I now own my life to 🖤

- the tickets stated that you are not allowed to camp out in front of Tavastia, so we were there maybe one hour before the doors were supposed to open and there was only ten or twelve people before us

- at the door they checked our ids and took signed NDAs that we wouldn't record during Flatline

- there were free water bottles and soda cans available, they also sold merch and I got the new Flatline shirt after the show, no other new merch items

- we just. walked. to the stage. no fence. nothing. like literally Olli's platform was maybe 20 cm in front of us (already started to lose our minds because they would be SO CLOSE to us) 😶😶

- Santeri came to stage and reminded us of the not filming part, and told us that the gig would last around 30 mins

- thisisntaparty was checking her phone and we were wondering if the show would start in half an hour and AT THE SAME MOMENT the intro started playing and Tommi stepped on stage, and then Aleksi and Joonas and Olli RIGHT IN FRONT OF US and then Niko & Joel and I just started screaming and screeching so hard I had to press both palms in front of my mouth to muffle it because it was just too much 😭😭

- they played Over My Dead Body, We Are No Saints, Balboa, Bad Idea, Flatline and Dark Side, in that order

- all of them wore the Flatline promo clothes which I loved because I'm so used to seeing them in same black stage clothes. special shout out Joonas's shiny overalls and Olli's boots ✨️

- I was headbanging ridiculously hard during the first two songs, OMDB still has that great EDM drop with all of them dancing and spinning around the stage and WANS is just SO good and epic live and I love it aaaarrrrrrrr 🖤🖤🖤

- at some point we were just grabbing each other for support because everything felt so overwhelming 🥹

- Olli & Joonas switched places more often than I think they usually do so we got great uhhh close-ups of them both

- almost got hit in the head multiple times by the bass neck because Olli still doesn't know how to handle his instrument responsibly 😅

- Balboa works live like a charm but of course we all knew that, and everyone around me was singing to Bad Idea from the bottom of their lungs, and I'm getting welled up right now because that song has meant SO MUCH to me and made me feel less alone during the last year and just hearing the crowd singing in unison there's darkness and it follows me --ok moving on before I'll start crying again

- I was asked to hide all spoilers and opinions about Flatline, so those are under the read more 👇

- Joel called Dark Side an "old classic" that they "have to play so they won't forget it" 🖤

- when the show was over Joel started giving fistbumps to the first row and at first he couldn't reach us because we were too far, but then he climbed on the platform and gave thisisntaparty a triplebump as if to apologise 😄 and I got one too 🥰 and Joonas gave us highfives as well and I still can't believe they are real people and I saw them up close and touched them and are we still sure that wasn't just a dream or some kind of croup hallucination 🥲

Disclaimer: I heard the live version, wasn't wearing any earplugs so the sound wasn't very clear, and I was also out of my mind 🥲

the beginning/intro is the English version of what Käärijä read from the card in his ig story. it's like an infomercial sales pitch: are you tired of ups and downs, do you feel like you can separate music from your thoughts? or something along those lines. my guess is that it won't be a part of the actual song, but rather a separate intro they are going to use in shows and eventually it will end up on the album, similarly to National Heroes/We Are No Saints. I like it, it's funny.

we've heard the chorus in the preview clips, and melodically it's the part I can remember. as in many other BC songs and especially singles, the chorus is the catchiest part and repeats three times growing bigger and getting more massive sound every time (think Dark Side, Bad Idea, Over My Dead Body, WANS, you get the idea). most of their songs use the same structure and why fix it if it ain't broken.

there are also three or four instrumental parts, one right at the beginning, when they do the stupid boyband dance move <3

Joel said on stage that he was very nervous before the song, and they've said that their music style is changing, but for me it didn't sound that different to their earlier stuff. compared to BB or VP LotSaD has much more variety and experimentation of different styles and sounds, even genres (like Don't Fix Me vs Autopsy or Bad Idea vs Glory For the Greedy), and in my opinion Flatline wouldn't have been the odd one out if it was on their fourth album.

it does sound bigger, heavier, more massive, yes, but otherwise it's a very standard BC single, compared to for example We Are No Saints which has the epic choir and guitar solo we don't have in ANY of their other songs. but of course I neither can remember everything that happened in the song nor did I hear all the nuances and instruments in the live performance, so take everything I say with a grain of salt.

I'm in love of the lyrics and the guitar riff and can't wait to hear to studio version on Friday 🖤

#blind channel #flatline spoilers

[hornball-house]

Experimental (Pre-events)

To say he was frustrated would be an understatement. Wyatt had no idea where to even start with this. He wanted to figure things out, he wanted to experiment. & so, he made the stupid decision of going to Moran, his friend who is basically family. "Psst. Hey. Other me. Do you have a second, mate?" Wyatt meakly asks him. Out of all people, why did it have to be him?

"Ohh?" Moran responds while raising an eyebrow. The way he asked him immediately made him realize what he was thinking of. However, Wyatt's words got caught in his throat & couldn't say it to him. Not that it really mattered, anyway. "Uhh.......well, you know how, uhh.....I said I was a little, um..........c-curious about certain.......'things', right?" He stuttered out. "Yeeeeeees? Why? You implying something?" Moran jokingly coos, making Wyatt punch his arm. "No, the hell I'm not, you sick fuck!" He snaps as Moran chuckles & rubs his arm, in an attempt to numb the pain. "I just, uhh......wanted some advice, I guess you could call it. You seem to know alot about that sorta thing, I've only had one or two partners & I clearly have no idea what I'm doing. So, I want this to be a, uhh......what's the word? An experimental thing, y'know?" He says back to him, alot calmer this time. Hearing him say an experimental thing made Moran's pink eyes light up. Which ultimately scared Wyatt a bit.

"Uhhh.......Why are you looking at me like that?" All he could ask as Moran smirks a little. That smirk proves he was planning something. That was when Wyatt's fate was sealed. "Hmm.......you said you wanna experiment, right?" Moran asks, making Wyatt slowly nod. "Hehehehe. Well, I'll tell you what. I'll do exactly that for you. But, I have a different approach to it." Different approach? What does he mean? This made Wyatt tilt his head in confusion. Moran leaned in closer, being a little closer to his face now.

"Since you seem to be more of a visual learner.~"

Wyatt flinched & went red in the face. Was he trying to say something? "Uhhhh......Y'know what, nevermind! I think you weren't exactly the best person to ask! I-I'll just go find David & he can explain it to me instead." Wyatt says in an attempt to get out of the situation. But, it was too late. Moran grabbed his shoulder & prevented him from leaving. He soon grabbed his hand & dragged him off to the nearest bedroom. Wyatt did try to rip out of his grip a few times, but all attempts were in vain. & he certainly didn't listen to any of his protesting, either. What in the world did he get himself into?

When Moran reaches his destination with Wyatt begrudgingly in tow, he shuts the door behind him with his foot. Wyatt was still struggling & trying to escape, but still no luck.

"What the bloody hell are you doing, mate?! This isn't fucking funny!" Wyatt yells out. To which Moran tosses him onto the bed in front of him. A squeak erupts out of Wyatt as he falls onto the bed, right on his back. Moran's grin on his face made Wyatt want to slap it right off, but his head was already so blank it didn't come up.

"You said you wanted my advice, so I think this is the only way to really let it sink in. That's how I always learn." Moran coos, climbing onto the bed above Wyatt. Wyatt tries scooting back as much as he can, but is cornered due to the headboard & Moran's grasp. When he grabs onto his waist to hold him in place, a small huff of pleasure escapes Wyatt's vocal chords, making him cover his mouth & Moran light up. "Ooooooooh, now that's a good start. Let's see what other sounds you can make." He chirped. Soon enough, he leans his head down a little more.

"Hey, wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! What the hell are you d-- Aaaaaah!?" Wyatt is cut off by some firm kisses right on his neck. He didn't. Moran was so forward, it's scary. Wyatt covered his face to muffle any sounds that would come out, his glasses fogging up due to how warm & red his face is. Moran was already satisfied with his reactions already, but he wasn't going to let it stop this soon. The harder & longer he went on, the louder & quicker Wyatt's noises got. The sad part is that Wyatt couldn't even deny that he was really good. & that all of this was good, too.

Soon enough, Moran suddenly has the urge to bite down. Which is what he did. & got a very loud scream out of Wyatt in the process. One that couldn't be muffled. Moran chuckles & lifts his head up to look down at him, to see he was already panting pretty hard just from that.

"See? I told you. If it makes you feel any better, I'll be slow with it." Moran says to ease his worries. Wyatt gave no answer. No nod, no words, no nothing. But, to hear him say he'll be taking it slow made him feel a little better about it all. After that, Moran lifts his shirt up & does those same kisses on his chest & stomach, making Wyatt tense up & start those noises back up again. Even he didn't know he was already this sensitive & this much of a screamer. How humiliating.

"Uuugh......! Ahh-haah......~ I-If you say a-- *Grunt!* a word to anyone about this, I'll-- Hmmh~! Mmgh....... I'll kill you......." All Wyatt could struggle out, still not being light with that threat since he can & will go through with it. To which Moran chuckles.

"I hear you loud & clear.~" & then Wyatt hears something mortifying, but slightly exciting. Moran somehow got his shorts off, & that just made him go even redder in the face. This was a fine mess Wyatt got himself into. But, there's still one thing on his mind. Why was he enjoying this so much?

But, things only escalated from there.

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This is the beginning of this, BTW. So, read this before you read the other one

@dorkygurl-89 Finally got it out. You happy?

#toxic's hornball gibberish #FNW39 alternate timeline #post timeline #lemon 🍋 #We don't talk about how long this was in my drafts for

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tell us tell us pls ^^ how did you and mike wheeler meet / get close w each other??

ty for the ask sweet nonie! this might be a super long story time / rant so please uhhh buckle up JSHSJJDNSJ

so basically, in my stranger things dr, me and mikey are actually ( kinda ) neighbors and have been since i moved to hawkins when i was like 6. we would see each other on the way to school sometimes or like i would catch him biking around in front of my house, but we never really interacted save for some awkward waving across the street / hall in school

until like 5 months later, when my mom just had to befriend the wheelers ( love her so so much, but her social butterfly - ness is not for me ) and invite them over for dinner. our families were chatting it up and everything, nancy was super nice to me and called me pretty which made me giggle and blush ( i was over the moon omg ) then my beloved mother who just can't keep her mouth shut was all like "my sweet rosie and michael are the same age aren't they? say, why don't the two of you go play in the living room? or upstairs?" or something along the lines of that yadda yadda basically she wanted us to hang out

now i didn't really find it as a big deal but like my only friend in hawkins at that point was dorothea from homeroom, who was a pretty, smart, proper princess. i had no idea how to interact with mike + the hangout was fucking terrible, one of my worst memories in my dr

first off, i tripped and fell down the stairs ( i was fine dw my ass just hurt ), mike then ended up stepping on one of the legos i left on the floor due to me not cleaning up cause i wasn't even expecting anyone to be up in my room that evening, us fighting over the television and the awkward small talk and him cringing at some of my tastes which i found super rude

but then after we had like this really small, brief, yet actually really sweet moment when we bonded over being complete losers. like how i only had one friend and felt like i didn't fit in anywhere and he comforted me and told me he could be my friend if i wanted and kaiauejfn i told him that "i'd think about it" but my lil 7 year old heart was doing flips istg so— that was an epic semi - first impression, and after that, i honestly had no idea where i stood with mike wheeler

that interaction was honestly it for a while. we went back to being strangers who had a soft n sweet lil moment in my bedroom. until one afternoon that finally solidified our 'bestfriendship' as he liked to call it

i spent overtime after class hours helping out with my favorite teacher, mrs miranda, chatting her up just to gain a few extra credits maybe ( yes, ik, slay me ) and i walked out to find mike was getting verbally assaulted and spat on and all that by fucking dickhead troy around the side of the school. i was thinking like 'i knew this mike guy was a fuckin loser but really? troy? that braindead kid from english— oh shit i have to help him don't i' so i did what any logical person would do and walked right up behind him, and grabbed a fistful of troy's hair!!

now, the funny thing is, i'm a few months younger than both of these guys yet, at 7 years old, still stood at around 4 inches taller, so he really couldn't do much to me if he tried. that being said, i yanked this guy's head back and yelled in his face something along the lines of "leave right fucking now", and although my voice cracked on the word 'now' it definitely still did the trick

anyways that's basically the story of how we became friends! the incident with troy earned me the nickname tiger, for the cool 'cool roar thingy' i did in the poor boy's face, which mike still calls me to this day. when i asked him one time during lunch break "why not something like a lion or whatever?" he shrugged and explained that tigers are cool— plus it just so happened that on that specific day, i was wearing my mismatched, tiger striped ribbons that i used to be obsessed with. the faint scar on my cheek also reminded him of a whisker, i guess, how he noticed that? i have no clue

#⠀💭 ۫⠀love letters.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚ 𓈒 #꒰⠀file : stranger things⠀꒱ #bike wheeler! #sooo yes #the story of patchler #HWHAJAHDJ #🏩 — nonnie ♡︎ #patchler. #TTHIS WAS SO LONG IM SORRY #mike wheeler #mike wheeler fluff #shifting #reality shifting #mike wheeler x reader #desired reality #stranger things #storytimes.

[cuppa-chai-chatter]

AAAAA okay these films WHACKED the mini-hyperfixation button!!! here we go

SO Cecelia Condit (the director of both Possibly In Michigan AND Beneath The Skin) based both short films off her real life experiences??? I watched an interview with her and went wiki diving and WOWZA

uhhh TW for like. murder? and a suicide attempt.

so from what I can find online, Cecelia dated a guy for about four years. His name was Ira Einhorn, but in her video Beneath The Skin she calls him Ike. Before she dated him, he had an ex girlfriend named Holly Maddux. They had split it off not long before Ike got with Cecelia, but in her video she says it was pretty mutual. So Ike and Cecelia date for about two years, at which point Ike tells Holly that if she doesn't come get her things from his house he'll throw them out. So Holly comes from New York to get her things and isn't seen after that. Ike is investigated for obvious reasons, but police don't have enough evidence to search further.

Two years later, an investigator hired by Holly's family finds out the people living under Ike's apartment have been complaining about a "rotting smell coming from the closet ceiling". Presumably he brings this to the police, because not long after that Ike's house is searched and they find a trunk in his closet that has the decapitated and partially mummified remains of Holly. Cecelia says that the head was shoved so far down into the chest cavity that it was originally thought to be missing.

Cecelia says in an interview that her art projects (in particular PIM) really helped her heal and move on from things, which makes me think the scenes of Sharon dreaming of being a corpse is probably a representation of survivor's guilt (though that's just my personal, non-professional thoughts) because Cecelia goes into how she wasn't mad about Ike killing Holly, but how she was mad about what Ike did or didn't do to her. Even though I've never personally experienced survivor's guilt, my long term SPIN about psychology has given me enough information that it's awful and takes a long time to heal.

Anyway, Ike (aka the Unicorn Killer because Einhorn means unicorn in German) skipped bail and was a fugitive for 17 years. He lived in Europe, married, and was finally extradited to the USA in 2001 after a lengthy and complicated extradition process. He tried to kill himself at one point to avoid jail. He just recently died in jail in 2020.

Cecelia says in her video how the blankets that Ike would give her when she'd stay over laid on the chest that Holly's body was in. The only reason she couldn't smell the corpse was because she was on medications at the time that took away her sense of smell.

Despite that all being extremely fucked up, it puts Possibly in Michigan in a whole new light. A lot of the strange symbolism suddenly makes a lot more sense and I'm glad Cecelia has found healing through her films.

Also, some more light hearted funfacts.

Cecelia only got permission to film in the mall before opening time by sitting in the mall office and refusing to leave before she got permission.

The guy who plays the Prince Charming was a friend of one of the actresses. Cecelia mentioned they'd need a knife and he pulled one out of his boot. Cecelia jokingly said "oh, do you have a gun too?". He did.

According to one comment on YouTube, Cecelia is down with the idea of Sharon and Janice being in a wlw relationship. I haven't checked this for myself because there's a bajillion comments and it's 3:30 AM.

Cecelia named Arthur that because it sounds like "Art Her" and she wanted to represent that art is sometimes used against women to put them down. She is also the person who wears the creepy mask in the mall scenes!

#possibly in michigan #cecelia condit #Beneath the skin #films #short film #art project #My posts