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i-drop-level-one-loot · 8 months

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🎃 How do I feel?

Body Swap CW: AMAB!Reader body swap with F!partner, dub-con, overpowering, praise(?) kink

Jennifer bounced excitedly into (Reader's) apartment, buzzing with adrenaline as she broke into her best friend's home. "(Reader)! Doll, where are you?"

(Reader) groaned from his bed, pausing his game and throwing his controller onto his pillow. "Jesus, can't you knock?"

Dyed lilac pigtails swayed wildly as she burst into (Reader's) room. "Why? We have nothing to hide from each other, right?"

With another frustrated mumble the young man rolled his eyes, not ready emotionally for whatever bullshit Jennifer was about to pull. "What do you want?"

Out from her messenger bag Jennifer retrieved a creepy looking leather bound book. "Look what I bought!"

It had a slight smell, making (Reader) scrunch up his nose. "From where? A hobo?"

"eBay."

"Ha!" Every couple of months Jennifer was buying some new 'genuine' spell book or 'cursed object'. She didn't claim to be a Wiccan, but an occultist, who didn't seem to follow any doctrine (Reader) had ever heard of.

"This is the real deal, I can feel it!" She said enthusiastically, just as she did every few months. Opening the book, Jennifer didn't wait for (Reader) to agree to participating in whatever 'spell' or 'curse' she had picked out, chanting from a page she had bookmarked. He sat there patiently, waiting for the inevitable tears for when it didn't work.

Then everything went black.

(Reader) blinked, groggy eyes fuzzy as he came to, standing in his bedroom face to face with himself.

"What the hell?" (Reader) asked. As soon as the words fell from his lips, he froze, because the voice that came out wasn't his, but Jennifer's. Glancing down (Reader) found himself in control of dainty hands with purple nails. "Oh my God.."

"It worked!" Jennifer cheered, making (Reader) cringe hearing his voice squeal out. He watched his body twirl around. "Finally!"

(Reader's) eyes widened as Jennifer opened up her his pants, looking down at his dick while smiling. "Woah, don't do that!"

"I've always wondered what you had going on down here. But, that's not the main goal." It was uncanny, watching himself charge forward. (Reader) felt his own hands grab hold of Jennifer's body, struggling as he realized just how weak she was. He couldn't physically push himself off as Jennifer pulled him into a deep kiss, thrusting his own tongue down into her throat.

(Reader) was thrown onto the bed easily, squirming as his possessed body crawled over him, easily overpowering him. Jennifer had planned for this, wearing a thin shirt with snap buttons and a small skirt without underwear. The shirt was popped open in one swift movement, and Jennifer marveled at her own breasts. "I see these everyday, but it's so different than looking in the mirror." (Reader's) hands traveled across the chest he currently owned, playing with the sensitive nipples.

"Jennifer, why are you doing this?" (Reader) tried not to moan, crushing his thighs together as a strange tingling could be felt down below. It felt good, if (Reader) was being honest, he was just confused as to why.

"Don't you remember me telling you? Back when I first started looking into magic and all that? I always wanted to know what it felt like to fuck myself."

(Reader) vaguely remembered Jennifer ranting about wanting to love herself, but he had tuned her out at the time, only nodding and grunting in agreement when he thought it was appropriate. Now his fully erect cock was being pulled out of his pants above (Reader).

It was strange, and (Reader) never would have thought of having sex with Jennifer before today, but now laying down as her, feeling wet between the thighs, the ridiculousness of the situation allowed him to act as though this was all just a dream. It was okay to just give in if it's a dream. Jennifer seemed pleased, looking at her own pussy under her skirt, stroking the cock she had stolen while watching her body become aroused, leaving a wet spot on the sheet.

Jennifer rubbed the head of (Reader's) dick across her clitoris, making (Reader) flinch under the new sensation. He gasped a little, feeling his thighs shutter in anticipation.

There were no words to describe the feeling of having his dick enter him, the way a vagina's walls constricted, the feeling of being filled up was unlike anything (Reader) had felt before.

His voice chuckled as Jennifer melted into her pussy. "God, I am tight!"

Although (Reader) knew the comment wasn't directed towards him it made his heart race and the strange tingling grow stronger. He bit his lip as Jennifer began slowly picking up the pace, pounding into herself.

"Fuck, I'm cute!" Jennifer grabbed (Reader's) newly adopted breasts tightly, earning a shocked mewl. "Is that what I look like all the time? Goddamn, if you keep making that face I might cum in ya!"

There were so many new things to focus on that (Reader) felt like he was losing his mind. He could feel his heavy balls slapping onto Jennifer's his ass, and hear the wet sound of his new cunt sucking in the erection as Jennifer snapped her hips into his. The way his nipples were twisted made the tingling in his belly grow faster, threatening to spill out.

"Jennifer! I think I'm about to cum!" (Reader) cried out, dazed by how aroused he was.

"Ha! Do I fuck that good?! Hey, hey, hey! How do I feel?! Are you gonna cum on your own dick? Ah! Stop tightening up! Jesus, this pussy feels good!"

(Reader) couldn't control it, screaming out in pleasure as their walls began convulsing, spasming around their dick as they orgasmed. Jennifer barely pulled out in time to release between her own thighs.

"Shit, that was close.. you almost held me in there haha.." Jennifer collapsed next to (Reader), still sensitive and overwhelmed, riding out his first feminine climax. "Ahh.. guy orgasms don't last as long as chicks.." Jennifer commented, closing her eyes wearily.

After a nap, (Reader) woke up to find himself back in his own body, lying next to Jennifer. She was also awake, numbly staring at the ceiling. There was a strange feeling inside (Reader) that he couldn't quite understand.

Nervous, he turned away from Jennifer, unable to proposition her while looking at her. "I wouldn't mind.. doing that again some time.. the spell, I mean."

As though she had been waiting for him to speak first, Jennifer erupted into laughter, spooning her best friend from behind. "Same."

#kinktober #cw dubcon #body swap #x reader #oc x reader #bad writing #not proofread

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vcikera · 5 months

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megumi fushiguro x black f!reader

(i was actually the bed in the second pic btw! 😊)

contains: smut (so expect anything) and if you see any grammar errors you didn’t.

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being rivals with megumi is like a rock in your shoe that you can’t get out. it’s like hes everywhere no matter how hard you try to get rid of him, he just seems to come back every time, again and again.

you’ve been rivals and hated each other for so long now you can’t even remember how it started but you just hate his guts and he hates yours too. his stupid hair and stupid face and those stupid eyes of his you definitely don’t lost in from time to time.

no. you hate him

today the universe just seems to love messing with you and making your day worse. you had been assigned to get rid of this curse at a local hotel and it’s been scaring the residents away so the business has been losing customers. gojo and nanami said they partnered you up with someone so you both could work together and get rid of the curse but they won’t tell you who.

“quit bothering me y/n”, gojo said annoyed as you asked him who you were partnered with for the thousandth time today. “no, just tell me who and i’ll leave you alone”, you said to him, trying to get information outta him.

“i said no already, if you don’t leave me alone i’ll leave you on the side of the road”, gojo annoyingly said to you, getting frustrated with you.

you groan as you sat back in your seat. gojo was driving you to the hotel and you had to stay there for a week so you can be able to learn more about the curse and how to defeat it without getting hurt or causing any damage to the hotel or anyone else that’s left in that haunted place.

“we’re almost there”, you heard gojo say but you side eyed him in the rear view mirror and looked out the window. “y/n you must wanna sleep on the streets with the hobos tonight”

“you already look like a hobo with that lil dumbass blindfold, looking like you stared in birdbox”, you mumbled under your breath. “you wanna say that louder again for the people up front?”, gojo said as the car came to a stop, finally stopping at the hotel.

“both of you need to shut the hell up”, nanami said from the passenger seat. you screamed because he jumped scared you, you honestly forgot he was also in the car. “nanami please don’t do that again, almost scared the black off me”, you put your fingers to your neck to check your pulse to see if you’re still alive.

“i’ve been here the whole time how did you not know”, nanami sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “i didn’t know okay, just forget that just happened”, you looked away.

gojo and nanami both stepped out the car so you did too, grabbing your bag that you brought with you that includes everything you’ll need for the next few days. “i swear if i get killed im hunting both yall asses”, you said to nanami and gojo as closed the car door. “even as a ghost imma still beat your ass”, gojo replied back to you. you scoff and side eyed him.

jack frost looking ass

you were unpacking your things a few minutes later after gojo and nanami checked you into the hotel and gave your room keys. of course you were thinking about who your roommate would be, hoping it was either nobara or itadori but mostly nobara cause you didn’t wanna have to share a bed with itadori since gojo decided to be dick and only get one room and one bed for you and your partner.

after unpacking your things you were standing there staring at the bed thinking about how you were gonna share it with your partner when you heard a voice behind you groan, “you gotta be fucking kidding”. turning around to see megumi.

“oh hell no, no no no no”, you said to him as you gave him a stank look. you were gonna kill gojo.

“gojo must wanna die”, megumi said as he mumbled under his breath. something you both finally agree on for once, what a surprise. “why out of all people does it have to be you”, megumi groaned as he dropped his bag on little couch in the corner of the room.

“nigga don’t act like i want this too”, you replied back to him, already ready to kill this curse and leave. “i would prefer anyone with you”, he said again. “yeah i think i get your point”, you side eyed him.

he sighs as he plops on the bed, man spreading as he laid down all spread out. you stood there with your arms crossed looking down at him.

not gonna lie right now he kinda- no

“you realize there’s only one bed right and not even a couch big enough for someone else to sleep on?”, you asked him but was it even a question if it was obvious. “yeah i know, you’re gonna sleep on the floor right?”, he faked smiled at you as he opened his eyes to look at you. the way he looked at you just now gave you a weird feeling in your stomach you’ve never felt around him before. you must be hungry fr.

“you’re funny, that’s real hilarious, look at my laughing face”, you said as you pointed to your face, giving him a straight face. he got up and stood in front of you as he sized you up. he looks down at you, “relax y/l/n, i might not like you but i’m a gentleman enough to not let you sleep on the floor”

why was that kinda-

“so you gonna let me sleep on the bed?”, you asked almost not believing because what if you wake up the next morning on the floor. still looking up at him, he answered back, “yes, we can just a pillow between us or whatever”.

hmm, so megumi actually wants to be within 6 feet near you, how weird even for you. it was odd but you weren’t complaining, you weren’t gonna sleep on no hotel floor. “suspicious but i’ll trust you it for now”, you walked away as you went into the bathroom to change into something that was considered pjs right now.

after changing into your pjs, you walk out the bathroom to finally go sleep now since it was almost midnight, megumi was on his side of the bed with a pillow in the middle and he was shirtless and in nothing but some grey sweatpants. you’re not gonna lie, he was definitely looking like a 12 pound seafood boil, spicy.

“are you not cold?”, you asked him as you laid down on your side of the bed and put the covers over you. “nah i’m kinda hot rn”

you definitely are hot

“suit yourself i guess”, you said as you took out your phone and went on it. “i will y/l/n”, megumi said. you rolled your eyes, why does he always feel the need to be cocky. “yo y/n”, megumi called out your name. “what”, you responded to him and looked up from your phone to see what he had to say now.

“make sure not to cuddle up to me when i’m sleeping cause i know you got a little crush on me or whatever”, he smirked at you teasingly as he had his back against the bed frame while crossing his arms with one leg up.

you scoff at his comment. “why’re you so full of yourself, if it’s anyone that has a crush it’s you cause i mean who wouldn’t like me”, you shrugged and looked at him. “that’s actually kinda funny that you think that i would like you”, he said. “i’m just saying”, you shrugged again.

“wanna bet then?”, megumi said. “bet on what”, you turned your phone off and put it on the nightstand, getting intrigued in what megumi was getting at. “who ever touches the other person first likes that person”, he said as i smiled at you. “is that just some lame bet so you can touch me?”, you laughed at him slightly.

“please, if i wanted to touch you i would’ve ever since”, megumi said truthfully. “save your love confession for another time fushiguro”, you laughed at him again. “but i’m in”

“how about a staring contest to make it ‘harder’, megumi said. you nodded as you removed the pillow from in the middle and sat next to him but not too close. “alright, 3 2 1, go”, he counted down as you both began staring at each other. both of you looking into each other’s eyes and being so close, what could possibly happen

both of you have been looking into each others eyes for about a minute now, it’s like every second you get closer and closer to each other, at this point you can feel his breath on your face and even your lips.

you got an idea to distract him so you’ll win so you began to move your hand closer to his leg, your fingers moving slowly up his thighs. “what’re trying to do y/l/n”, megumi said lowly as he looked at your lips and back up to your eyes quickly. “what do you mean?”, you said, acting clueless to him.

as your fingers move higher and higher up you can feel his muscles in his thighs tense up, you notice his adam’s apple move up and down as he swallows. you feel his hand on your other hand as he squeezes it gently. finally reaching up, you slowly trace your fingers up to his crotch as you as you feel something hard. that’s when he squeezes your hand tighter.

that’s it you’ve found his weakness, you’re definitely gonna win now. you move your hand up and down as you rub his dick through this sweats, his hand still squeezing yours tightly. you can notice him struggling as you hear him breathe out. you move your hand up to the waistband of his sweatpants. you knew you were playing with fire but you didn’t care, this was bond to happen some day.

you got the courage to reach into his pants but that was it, megumi blinked and looked away as he puts his head down and sighed. the room had been quiet the whole time, while you were teasing him and the two of you staring at each other.

since you won, normally you would rub it in his face and laugh at him but tonight for some reason you felt confident so you took your hand out his sweatpants and straddled him. megumi knew exactly what you were thinking as he began to kiss your cheek and then your other cheek as he kisses his way down your face. from your jaw to your neck as he attacked your neck with kisses and left hickeys and marks all over.

you moan a little as you feel his hands began to roam all over your body as he put his hands under your shirt and grabbed your waist. moving your waist aso you can grind on his clothed dick as he continued to kiss all over you as you had your hands in his hair, gripping it. he took your shirt off as he reached behind to unclasp your bra.

he instantly began sucking on your titties as his fingers played and pinched the other one, then he switched, giving both your breast the same amount of attention. after he was finished leaving hickeys and marks all over your breast too he looked up at you, “can i kiss you?” you didn’t have to answer as you kissed him instead.

you moan into the kiss as his hands find your waist again, using you and moving you to grind against him again as he kissed you hungrily. you slip your tongue into his mouth and he deepens the kiss as he explores your mouth as tiny fireworks go off in your stomach right.

you were becoming wet more and more, you needed him. “i need you megumi”, you said through the kisses. “i know y/n, i know” he replied back. he turned you over so you’re laying on your back on the bed as he’s on top of you. he kisses your forehead then both your cheeks and then your lips as he kisses his way down your body until he reaches between your legs.

he looks up at you as he takes your shorts off a long with your panties but you look away, not wanting him to see your face. “look at me, just keep your eyes on me”, he said after taking your shorts and panties off. he slowly kisses your thighs and also leaves marks on them too. when you gets to your pussy he waste no time.

he licks a long strip up your heat and blows on it after. you moan because that blow caught you off guard, he begins sucking on your clit as you sat up and grab his hair as you balanced yourself on your other arm. you moan again but a little louder this time as you feel megumi insert a finger inside you and then a second one as moves them in and out of you slowly.

“f-fuck megumi”, you moan his name as that gives him more motivation to speed up his pace. his fingers moving in and out of you fast as he sucks in your clit. he hums to himself, your pussy being the best thing he’s tasted in a long time.

you feel yourself reaching your climax as you began to moan more and grip his hair tighter. megumi knowing you’re about to come take his fingers out of your cunt and replaces it with his tongue as he tongue fucks you. few seconds later you cum all over his tongue as you moan his name and he groans as your thighs tighten around his head and squeezes.

he licks up all your juices while looking at you as he grins. “sorry for almost smothering you with my thighs”, you said guilty to him. “i’m not complaining, i love my thick thigh girl”

did he just his ‘his girl’

“lay down on your stomach for me and put your ass up”

you do as he says as you hear him take his sweatpants and boxers off. a few seconds later you feel the tip of megumi’s dicks near your entrance. “tell me you want this y/n”, megumi said. “i want it”

“say it again”

“i want it-“, your sentence was cut short as you feel megumi ram into you, his dick hitting your g-spot immediately. you and megumi both moaned at the same time but you cover your mouth with your hands as you put your face into the pillows. megumi grabs from the front of your neck and brings you up, “let them hear you, i don’t care how loud you are, let them hear how good i’m making you feel y/n”, he says into your ear as he kisses lips.

something about the way he says your name while he’s inside you, struggling not to whimper or come instantly. he puts back down on the bed as he grabs your ass to reposition you again.

he starts to move in and out of you slowly as his grip on your ass tightens with each slow stroke he’s giving you, preparing you and making sure you can take it when he starts going faster and harder. “m-megumi?”, you whimper his name out. “yes y/n?”

“can you go f-faster?”

“you’re gonna have to speak up louder than that”, he said. he totally knows what you said, he’s just trying to see you suffer to speak while his thick and long ass dick is inside you. “go faster please”, you said a little louder this time. “since you said please, i will”

he begins to start going fast and with each stroke he goes faster and faster and deeper. at this point your moans and whimpers mixed with his groans and the clapping noises are bouncing off the walls as he’s giving you backshots.

“fuck y/n, who knew you could take me so well”, he said as he grips your hips tighter, not stopping once to let you rest. you moan at his words, your thighs getting a little sore.

“gonna come”, you moan. “good, i want you to come on my pretty dick for me alright?”. you nodded and hummed a mhm. “i said use your words y/n”

“y-yes megumi, i wanna come on your dick~”, you said as he hits your g-spot over and over. he’s trying to put you in a wheelchair.

“i’m close too”, megumi said. a few minutes later his strokes starts to become sloppier, you came on his dick as you whimper his name and a few seconds later he comes inside you as he whimpers under his breath. still moving in and out of you slowly to let you ride out your high as he slows down after a few seconds.

he pulls out and you feel his tongue inside you as he licks up all your juices mixed with his, not caring. after cleaning you up he turns your around and kisses you deeply as you taste both your juices on his lips.

he falls on top of you as you wrap your legs around him and play with his hair as he lays his head on your chest while playfully fondling with your breasts.

“i won by the way, you touched me first so you like me”, he said into your chest. you laugh as you bring his head up to look at you, “i still won the staring contest tho”.

“at what cost tho”, he replied back. “shut up”, you rolled your eyes as he says “make me”. you kissed him and he kisses you back as the kiss begins to turn into a make out session.

“round two?”, megumi says as you laugh at him

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on the 3rd day you and megumi defeated the curse so you were both able to go home. gojo and nanami came to pick you both up and gojo saw you limping slightly as you walked over to the car. “what got you limping like that?” he asked. “the curse”, you lied as you got into the car but he saw the faint marks and hickeys on your neck as him and megumi both grinned at each other and dabbed each other up.

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thank you guys for reading! it was my first story on here so i hope you liked it and hope it wasn’t too long 😭

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quibbs126 · 4 months

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So I got around to redesigning Charcoal Cheese (yet again failing at not doing my designs, but I have been thinking about him and how to change him, so it’s not that bad)

For those that don’t remember the original (because it was almost a year ago), I’ll link it, but also I’ll just put a picture here

I had to redo him because the Golden Cheese update came out and the whole “kingdom being destroyed and everyone dying” thing kind of messed with things. Also he was basically like a gatekeeper for the kingdom, which is literally Burnt Cheese

But his new backstory is that he survived the destruction of the Golden Cheese Kingdom as a child, having been able to successfully flee, but he never returned to the ruins because he was terrified the monsters were still there, and so Golden Cheese thought he died, but couldn’t find his body to upload to the Golden City. Meanwhile Charcoal Cheese got amnesia, either from an injury or just repressed memories, and so he just lives in and wanders around the Parmesan Desert, and he just has a feeling to avoid the Golden Cheese Kingdom ruins. Also in his time he’s learned how to ride the Sand Jelly Worms and successfully avoid them

Meanwhile Dark Cacao has no clue about any of this and has just been assuming that Charcoal Cheese has been living fine with his mother. Yes he’s somewhat concerned that he’s not heard anything from his son since he was a child, but he doesn’t know where Golden Cheese has gone to anyways and is just hoping the best

I was originally gonna make his new backstory that he died but not all of his body parts could be found, so instead he’s just a ghost that wanders both the desert and the Golden City and Golden Cheese has no clue what’s happening. But I was struggling with trying to figure out a design and how his age works, until I got the new idea. Now he’s old

He’s still a bit of a prideful ass, but he also helps travelers avoid the worms and warns them of the ruins. Just don’t stroke his ego

That was quite a bit on backstory, but I have thoughts on him, alright?

Well then on to design. Not explaining the name because I did that in the original

I wanted to keep his little beard because he’s like one of the only ones with facial hair. Maybe I could have made it more though

I also changed his face markings because the original got mistaken for eye bags. Also it’s a purple diamond like his dad

His cloak was originally going to be brown, but I changed it to black because I thought it fit more with charcoal cheddar being mostly black. Also it means cool contrast with the inner part of the cloak (maybe he reverses it based on time of day)

I wasn’t planning on giving him gold stuff, since he’s supposed to be a desert hobo, but I ended up giving him some anyways. I guess it’s the dormant Golden Cheese itch for gold

Also this doesn’t have to do with the design process, but looking at the two designs side by side, you can really see the evolution of my Cookie Run style, and I’m kind of proud of that

But yeah, that’s about it for Charcoal Cheese, I hope you like his new look!

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #golden cheese cookie #dark cacao cookie #goldencacao #cookie run oc #fankid #fanchild #charcoal cheese cookie #redesign #my ocs #my art

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whole-circus · 1 year

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hi! since your requests are open, could I ask for some room hdc?? with characters of your choice 🧎‍♀️

please take care of yourself and take your time!!

Creepypastas room headcanons!

➥ Jeff the Killer, Homicidal Liu, Eyeless Jack, Ben Drowned, Clockwork and Hobo Heart

Oh hi and thank you!! Here you go sweetie! If you wanted someone more then feel free to uptade!! :33

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☆ Jeff the Killer

What a stinky men. Im sorry but his room is messy for sure and you can't convince me otherwise! Dirty clothes, empty cans, leftovers, stains..man, hire him a maid or something. Some dead plants and messy grafitties, stolen traffic signs and construction boards! Propably never in his life made bed, and his sheets aren't changed often.

Definitely has many band posters on his walls too! Maybe some vinyls too?? Mostly the black, red and grey colours can be seen. Hates the big light, so usually sits in dark or with small lamp. His drapes 24/7 covered. He is emo and plays loud music.

Smells like cigarettes and like room that hadn't been aired for long time.

☆ Homicidal Liu

Pretty, clean and organized room! The only 'messy' thing could be mugs he forgot to clean (same tho). Im sure he has gramophone and listen some of this old, silly, romantic songs! Also - a lot of plants, maybe even lego flowers? Couple of this aesthetic posters, some gobelins, small paintings. Photos with his friends, S/O! His bed is almost always well made. He have many books, and an easel (what an art hoe of him).

Mostly green, brown and beige colours. He loves natural light and candles, and if the weather is nice then his windows are open.

His room smells like cleaning detergents, soil and candles (usually the flower ones).

☆ Eyeless Jack

Soo..his room is not as clean, but its caused by his wild side. On his walls and furnitures are many straches from his hands (or even teeth!). Otherwise? You don't have to worry about surviving visiting his room, you have high chance to not caught anything! I would say his room is pretty dark, only becasue his walls are in gloomy colours - maybe not black, but gray, green or navy blue (all in dark shades).

Let's pretend that he actually was into medicine before all his tragic events..pls? Propably has some decorations, like skeleton, anatomy-related posters! Also likes to keep his blinds shut, he is pretty hypersensitive in terms to hearing, sight, smell. And maybe..he would have this small, funny fridge in his room, you know - to keep his..food..fresh!

About the smell..maybe a bit of blood? And something rotten? But its not that strong tho!

☆ Ben Drowned

Musty, dusty and rusty room, but we still love him! He would clean once in a while, and he do that very solid..but that doesn't last long - his room gets messy very easly. When he isnt gaming then he is sleeping..pretty productive, huh? Bed is never made, lots of junk food wrappers, empty (or not) cans..

LED lights 25/8! His room is pretty dark, propably never seen the sun. On his walls are posters from movies, anime and games. Has pretty professional gaming set when it comes to computer (I would describe it but i only know that computer need screen and keybord lol). High chance of having some psp gaming corner! Like bean bag pouffe, TV and stuff. Also! Collects figures like funko pops, anime figures, nendoroids. Ben have pretty nice Lego collection too!

His room smells like sweat and energy drinks.

☆ Clockwork

A bit messy, but in this aesthetic way - in other way, chaos under control! You know, some clothes at the floor or on chair..some dirty mugs..and her trash can is a bit too full..but as I said - everything looks pretty planed..! She has many blankets and plushies (she would never admit to that tho) on her bed.

In her room dominates mostly shades of dark green and white! Has many fun stuff in her room - rocks, animal skulls..sorry fellow animal lovers, promise they were found! But also a guitar! Full jewelry holder - and they are all well made! Thats why they are a bit too messy.. And she keeps many fake plants, she sucks at taking care of them. Clockwork has many string lights in various shapes!

Dunno, but I cant really assign smell of her room! Maybe something like dust and coffee?

☆ Hobo Heart

Ahh I miss this pretty boy to be honest! His room is clean, end of the sentence, thats it. I also think that he would have some pet in terrarium or aquarium - lizard, frog or just some fishes. Even if they are small, he treat them with proper respect and like the family members!

Has white walls with paintings and photos of his friends/SO, but most of the decorations are in shade of red. Also vinyls as decorations and posters of his favorite singers/bands (m sorry but he totally looks like somoene listening to Lana Del Ray vibes T^T) - all in this 'aesthetic way'! Simple light bed sheets, and when his bed is made (which is pretty often) he put pillows that have this silly shapes. Like to keep his room natural lightened and loves candles!

His room smells pretty like vanilia, but its not a strong scent.

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bebemoon · 10 months

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look for the name: ALINA

@anorsel

ella roberts hooded corset in color charcoal

plein sud black leather laced trousers, c. 199o's

saint laurent paris dark brown leather vincennes mombasa hobo bag w/ metal horn-shaped handle

min new york "coda" eau de parfum

cruda "carmen" upcycled black leather lace-up wood heel boots

#alina #name #request #outfit #looks #anorsel #hope you like !#black #dark #ella roberts #plein sud #saint laurent #bag #90s #min new york #edp #perfume #cruda #footwear #queue

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marvelwhore2023 · 10 months

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BLACK WIDOW SERIES

Natasha Romanoff x GN Reader

- enemies to lovers

- angst

- trigger warning panic attacks , anxiety

Part 1 / Part 2 - 👇

It was six in the morning, and you were catching the subway into the city to your job at Black Widow, an up and coming designer brand .

You sipped your coffee and prayed today went smoothly . There was a team meeting which you knew was just going to be your boss , Natasha Romanoff, demanding everyone , mostly you, to do better.

She had it out for you and you were certain of it , anything she had a problem with.. it was now your problem . You swear you'd be an alcoholic from stress if you had the free time to drink but most nights you stay until early morning working on anything she needed ..you ran around like a puppy on a leash for her and you weren't even her damn assistant

You were Creative Director , so seasonal themes , staff hire and apparently natashas personal punching bag were all your responsibility at this company .

As you pushed through the heavy glass doors to the building , Wanda at the front desk gave you a sympathetic smile

"she asked for me didn't she" you sighed , already feeling that bit anxiety in the pit of your stomach start to rise

"She did ...she told me to tell you to go to her office as soon as you arrived" Wanda replied sheepishly "it's okay Wanda thank you"

You didn't bother stopping off at your office on the way to leave your bag and coat because anymore time added on to however long Natasha was already waiting for you would just be a pain in the ass for you .

*knock knock*

"Come in" Natashas voice rang through her office . You opened the door and walked through , closing it gently behind you . You told yourself you would stand tall and refuse to let her bully you but as soon as you seen her stern stare you broke .

"your late" she spat

you quickly checked the clock on her wall to be certain which you were that you were actually early ..

"Im actually early , I don't start till seven fifteen" you replied confused , looking back to the redhead who raised an eyebrow and looked you up and down in distain "your aware you work with a designer brand right ? yet you come to work everyday looking like a washed up hobo"

You usually took pride in the way you looked and your style , sure it wasn't everyone's cup of tea but you enjoyed expressing yourself through clothes , that's why you got a job in fashion but it was making out to be far harder to deal with than you thought

"fix it" Natasha added , crossing her legs and leaning back into her chair "was there something you needed me for" you asked , choosing to ignore her jab at your style and to redirect it to the reason she called for you

"yes , these spreadsheets are disastrous.. we are not doing a fashion show in Milan in the middle of winter" you furrowed your eyebrows together not exactly understanding what she was rejecting "but the faux coat line will be on the runway , it goes with the theme I mean you hardly want to buy a faux winter coat in hot weather-" your ramble was cut short by her slamming the folder down onto the table

"I said change it" she demanded sternly

"with all due respect natasha I can't just change-" her second time to interrupt you

"I didn't ask Y/N ! now are you going to do it or do i need to find someone who is better equipped for the job!" she scolded .

"no , I'll do it" you caved , agreeing to change the whole venue to a whole other country for a show that's in less than a month "good , now get out of my face" Natasha shooed you out of her office with her hand and you felt utterly embaressed like a child after being scolded by a teacher in school ..her assistant Maria heard every word and gave you a small smile of support as you walked passed .

You fell into your office chair , you could already feel the tears rising but you refused to let them fall , you were sick of the way she treated you and its only gotten worse over the last few weeks , when she first started she barely even looked your way and now she was at your heels every second of every day , even when you were home she was sending you emails about work things .

Your deep breathes were interrupted by one of the designers , Tony.

"Sorry, Y/N , we finished the next piece if you would like to take a look at it ?" He offered , peeping his head around your door "yeah , yeah sure I'll be there in a second" he nodded and left you , giving you a couple seconds to write down today's agenda on a sticky note and slap it on your laptop

'change everything'

Multitasking was something you grew good at , while helping Tony decide on finishing touches you were ringing venue's to see where was available on such short notice for such a big event "what if we do linen lining so even in autumn it can be worn?" Tony suggested "that's a great idea , everyone hates having to buy different coats so if we make it suitable for mild to cold weather , not too warm for cooler months and not too thick for colder months , perfect get on that we will discuss it more in todays meeting" you agreed and left to continue calling venues

Sitting down to your desk you could see an email from Natasha and it was all the countries and venues she did not want which was nearly 90% of the ones you had available

"oh my god" you sobbed , letting the frustration get the better of you . You ran your hands over your face and held back the urge to scream .

Three hours .

That's how long it took to find the perfect venue and organise eveything so it was to Natashas standards which were out of this world high .

Meeting time approached and you hadn't even had lunch yet , luckily it was just the team involved with the show wrapping up all the technicalities and finalising the important stuff , knowing you had your end sorted didn't help ease the anxiety in your stomach because Natasha could easily refuse this venue too .

You swallowed down the bile that rose to your throat and took your seat at the big table in the conference room , people filtered in , taking their seats and engaging in small talk . You sat at the end of the table which faced Natashas at the front of the room .

When she entered the table went quiet "afternoon everyone , let's make this quick I have else where to be"

Of course she does , you thought to yourself as you opened your folder "Tony had completed forty seven out of the fifty two pieces , we decided going with a linen lining for the last five to accommodate the warmer months , James has the guest list sent out to all the major news outlets and invites have been received by everyone's management , your pilot is prepared for any weather changes or layovers and has the greenlight from the airports to enter-" you were just about finished when she interrupted you . You took a breathe for the first time since you started talking , slightly shaking at the thought of what she was about to say

"sounds good but uh let's scrap the linen lining , it's a winter line they want the coats to be warm ..that's the point is it not" Natasha teased and if she was nice you would consider it playful but it was just downright rude , a couple of people at the table chuckled politely at her obvious attempt at being funny but it didn't suit her and their laugher made you see red , the audacity was just unbelieve and you snapped

"nothing is ever good enough for you" You spat under your breathe ,rolling your eyes but Natasha along with a handful of people caught it , Natashas eyes widened slightly but she controlled herself until the end of the meeting

"That all sounds good , everyone dismissed , Y/N ..my office now'" she snapped

Oh god

You followed Natasha to her office , she held the door opened for you , letting you walk in first before she closed the door behind her and unleashed the beast on you

"HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME INFRONT OF EVEEYONE LIKE THAT"

"how dare i" you scoffed , rolling your eyes again

"STOP DOING THAT , DO YOU HAVE ANY RESPECT I MEAN COME ON Y/N YOU CANT EVEN DO YOUR JOB RIGHT AND NOW YOUR TRYING TO CHANGE THE LINE ? WHAT KIND OF IDIOT ARE YOU!"

You partially zoned out on Natasha screaming at you, the anxiety and anger fighting each other to see which bubbled to the surface first and it must've been your unlucky day because it was the anger

"ALRIGHT !" you screamed back , Natasha was so taken aback she shut up

"I am sick and tired of how you bully me ! eveything I do for this company , every fucking hour I spend in this office losing sleep and not eating so YOUR designs are up to your standard and YOU CANT EVEN TREAT ME WITH HUMAN FUCKING DECENCY" your rant had slowly turned into sobs , your voice broke several times while shouting at Natasha and although your pretty sure snot was rolling down your lips you continued to shout , your voice becoming raspier with every sentence

"you..you belittle in infront of everyone daily and everyone is so scared of you so they never say anything but you are a horrible boss , you are cold and stern and you care for nobody but yourself" you continued .

Natasha stood , frozen almost watching you completely lose it infront of her and she was the one who drove you to it .

"Y/N.." she whispered but you ignored her attempt to interrupt you , if you didn't get it out now you never would , you wiped the snot and tears from your face and continued "I don't know why you even keep me here if I'm so terrible at my job , I mean if I can't do anything right just hire someone else ! because I am sick and tired of how you make me feel and i-"

Natasha was becoming impatient being unable to get a word in edgeways with you so she shouted at you "BECAUSE I CANT!" you stopped once you seen how Natashas demeanour changed , she seemed frazzled and upset

"I can't fire you because I can't stand not seeing you everyday" she started " and I can't stand being around you because everyday you come in and your chatty and polite to everyone and you have this stupid gorgeous smile on your face and all I want to do is be in your precence but I can't because I'm supposed to be the boss and I have to be stern and in charge and I'm jealous okay ! I'm jealous you can dress how you want and do what you want and be free from this job once you go home"

Natasha was now standing infront of you , her own eyes glassy "but those are just bigger excuses for the real reason why I'm so terrible to you , I'm falling for you and I tried not to , to stop it or to even be as mean as I could to push you away but even then I can't shake these feelings and it frustrates the life out of me , i feel like a love sick teenager and i hate it "

You stared blankly at the red head "so you've been terrorising me for the last month over a stupid crush" you repeated making sure you had this right "yes ..and y/n I am sorry"

You laughed , you actually laughed out loud uncontrollably for a few seconds until you caught your breathe , Natasha looked at you slightly confused until you stopped and spoke

"I would never like someone as horrible as you" You spat angrily "you have caused me absolute misery the past four weeks and if you want to fire me because your embaressed one of your staff finally talked back to you then by all means do it , I'm sure I could find somewhere far nicer to work"

Natasha shook her head and stepped backwards out of your space "no your not fired ..your free to go" you didn't even bother with her anymore and left , letting her office door slam on your way out.

#natasha romanoff x reader #black widow #natasha romanoff #marvelau #marvel fic #ceo natasha #buisnesswomannatasha

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jumping-joey1104 · 5 months

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Hobo Heart

There's barely anything for this man, I gotta fix that

His little dog is a white Yorkie/poodle mix, all white with some black spots. He's never really named the little dude but the others call him Stitch

He absolutely adores Stitch, like that dog is his baby

Has a whole box filled with grooming supplies to make sure that he's looking his best

He has a little satchel bag that he carries the dog in when he's flying somewhere

Speaking of wings he got his from being created with a crow feather. So his wings are a nice pitch black color that are actually huge compared to him

To be able to lift off the ground his wings need to be at as long as he's tall or a bit bigger

Because of that his wings are nearly 9-10 feet (2.87 m) long given that Hobo is a little bit over 6 feet (1.83 m)

But he usually hides them, only using them for flying to places because they're not useful when fight really

He has knocked out some people by turning quickly though.

He definetely has some crow tendacies too, given he has that little bit in him. He tends to mimic people and collect little items he likes

Definitely has given some of the other Creeps chicken skin because they’ll be getting a late night snack and say something to themselves and he’ll repeat them.

Speaking of his crow like tendencies he will not forgive the people that hurt him but will never leave the people that help him.

That’s why he has such a close relationship with Eyeless Jack, sometimes Hobo will bring him audio books and batteries to gift him.

I like to think that the skeletal marking on him are UV reactive along with his hair, just a little bit more of a cryptic aptitude for him.

This man still doesn’t have a heart, but he doesn’t just shove random ones in there like before. He’s much more in tune with how to make sure his body doesn’t give out on him.

I mean this in the sweetest and nicest way, Hobo Heart is a depressed Himbo.

He’s silent and scary but at the moment you ask him to do something he’s taking it to heart.

Because of this he’s seen as mean at first but he has the spirit!! He’s just a lil dude!

My last head canon for him is that he has his own little murder of crows that recognize him.

He has a little wooden box filled with gifts and he brings them food.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #joeywrites #hobo heart #hobo heart my beloved #hobo heart headcanons #eyeless jack

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stargirlwrites · 2 years

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Smoking starlovers

Jungkook x cute pothead/Dealer F. reader

-> smut

-> Age gap,, Huge mention of weed, unprotected sex, [don't do it unless you want to have a child and die.] Cussing, teasing, just sex tbh, domish jk??-

☆ ------ ︻╦╤─ ҉ -¨ * ‧₊˚*♡ * *” ♡. ♡ ------ ☆

Jungkook visited your apartment you shared with your friends, you had something you can provide him with. And that thing is weed. Jungkook is 7 years older than you, you're 18 and he's 25. He met you when you were 15 and you were selling weed to him. Jungkook was a casual smoker, he did it for fun. While on the other hand you were a straight addict but for some reason it was hot. Jungkook knew he shouldn't find his crazy teen plug hot but you were.

Jungkook knocks at your door to be greeted by sana, who was the girlfriend of Yoongi who happens to be Jungkooks childhood best friend. She smiles as she pulls jungkook in for a huge, he's like her little brother.

"You looking for __?" Jungkook shyly smiles as he nods his head, he's not a big fan of talking.

" __ JUNGKOOK IS HERE SO GET YOUR ASS DOWN AND GET YOUR BAG, YOU STILL NEED TO PAY THE ELECTRICITY BILL IT'S YOUR TURN THIS MONTH." sana yells, of course she loves being loud and silly.

You come down quickly, in baggy black pajama pants, your short wavyish curly black hair nappy and crazy, your baggy black shirt with some kind of devil ritual lettering and your all black socks with your silly sheep plushie slippers. Jungkook notices your fit and smiles immediately. Of course you're just waking up looking like a cute hobo as if it's not 3:42 pm in the afternoon.

You look up at him, your sleepy face with tiny dark circles under your cute doe eyes. Your face lights up and bit but he can tell you wanna be in your bed slumped right now.

"Hey bro, before you say anything I got your shit ready don't worry. Also you get a little extras for the Halloween special" you smile as you say that. And FUCK jungkook loves the smiley piercing that shows whenever you smile. He's so whipped.

"Yeah thanks __, I appreciate it, also is it fine if I kick it here for a couple hours?" his cheeks blush up a bit, odd..

"Yeah of course fuzzy make yourself at home. Ima get your shit and be right down and get something to eat I'm still high as shit and got the munchies" you smile again and the same smiley piercing welcomes Jungkook even more. The little nickname "fuzzy" you gave him since you were 15 made his heart flutter. You were always a wonderful person to be around especially when he's feeling down.

Jungkook sits down on your couch, the couch where you and him smoked at least 400 blunts over the past year since you moved in, the same couch you told Jungkook you were bisexual, the same couch were you and your ex girlfriend broke up, the same couch you smoked so much you started spitting out all this gross liquid, the same couch were Jungkook realized how much you meant to him. It was just THAT couch.

Jungkook gets comfortable on the couch and it doesn't take you that long to come back with a bag full of goodies.

"Alright here's your stuff, the Halloween bag has a wax pen, 2 blunts and candy" you say while stuffing left over pizza from the crazy night you had last night down your throat, gulping down sprite you just randomly found on the little night stand next to the couch. You then let out a burp, you honestly didn't care who was around if you had to burp you're going to fucking burp. And Jungkook loves that about you. He loves that you just don't care about little things like that. He loves that you're real and don't try to sugarcoat anything and try to get validation from everyone else.

"Guys I'm going out with Yoongi, Soobin is at his mothers house and Chaeyoung and Taehyung went to this thingy since their twins and get to get free stuff if you bring your twin or whatever, so its just going to be you too" sana says as she waves her goodbyes, you guys wave back and nod your heads in confirmation that you got it.

"Wait Jungkook I'm going to go get something in my room I'll be right back" you say and get up to dash to your room, jungkook just nods. It's been a while and you're not back from your room yet, Jungkook gets up to head to your room, he's halfway there and can hear faint screaming. He automatically opens the door to your room, His eyes widen as he sees what's in front of him.

He walked into you changing. You're in nothing but a pair of boxers and a bra. Your tits looks so good, so big. Your ass is begging to be freed from those boxers. Jungkook can feel his cock stiffening in his sweatpants. His eyes meet yours. Your eyes widen a bit by not as much as his are.

"So are you just going to stand there and watch me change or.." you shy away, you look at Jungkook with the cutest eyes. Your eyes trail down his body and you notice the huge bulge in his sweatpants. You're so glad you're not the only one who's experiencing sexual tension.

"__ I uhm I-" he doesn't know what to say, his body is in fire and doesn't even know what to think at this point

"Your dick is up" he looks at his dick the looks at you, he's humiliated that you saw it.

"I'm sorry this isn't me it's just, I'm sorry I'll go now" he says as he's about to leave your room.

"do you want to touch me Jungkook? If so you can." His eyes widen, he looks back at you. And holy hell you're already stripping out of your boxers. You pull down your boxers and all he can see is your squishy thighs and your legs clenched together, covering any sight of your womanhood.

"__, you're not thinking straight, I uhm I think I'm going to just.." he looks back at you, you gave him 'That.' Look. The look that confirms that you both just have to do what you guys have to do.

Jungkook and you end up on your bed, completely naked. Jungkook toys with your pussy gently, dirty talking a bit to get you extra wet for him.

"Fuck your little cunt is so wet and pretty baby" Jungkook licks your skit and rubs his finger on your clit gently, he knows you're a virgin and new to this so he'll treat you with care.

"Mmh, Jungkook just put it in please" high pitched little whimpers escape your mouth as he works on your clit and outside of your pussy, making sure you're nice and wet for him since he is about a good 8.5 inches.

Jungkook hums as he grabs his erected cock and slaps your cute wet cunt with his tip, making you both moan at the feeling. He slides his tip up and down your slit making you whimper, waiting for the right time to enter your virgin hole.

Your face twitches cutely and your body wiggles a bit when you feel the tip of Jungkooks cock enter you, Jungkook feels his cock twitch the second he enters you.

"Fuck baby your greedy chubby little cunt trying to suck me in full, you think you can handle huge cock just yet baby? No, not when this is your first time sweetheart." He groans as he continues to open you up a bit pushing at least half of his cock inside of you.

"You can m-move now kookie" a tear falls from your eyes as he snaps his hips forward, his cock reaching a little too deep for your comfort. He notices and fucks into you ever faster and harder making you scream out his name and tell him to slow down but he just does the opposite.

"Fucking hell __, your pussy is taking me so well baby" he lifts your legs up over his shoulder, your walls clench and you get wetter, his cock fills you up so good. A little too good. The stretch he was giving you and the way his cock started to hit the perfect spots. Feeling nothing but pleasure and no more pain in your lower region.

"F-fuck your dick is so good p-please don't stop kookie!" you feel like you're about to pee but in a pleasurable way. Waves of pleasure hit you when Jungkook reaches for your throat and squeezes it a bit, he notices how your pussy clenches around him and the gush if wetness that he felt in his cock while he was basically ramming into your pussy.

Jungkook doesn't stop moving his hips, the way he groans and moans out your name makes your pussy flutter. The way his hand has a hold of your neck and the way he's pinching and playing with your nipple here and there makes you come to a climax.

"Mm- Fuck! Kookie ima, ima cum" high pitches sounds come out of your mouth, Jungkook goes ever faster and smirks when you scream when he hits that certain spot in your pussy.

"F-fuck cum baby, cum on my cock like the good girl you are" his hands go down to your clit and rubs it to bring you closer to orgasm. As soon as he hears this hot sound come out of your mouth and feels your cunt tighten, you cum hard on his cock. The sight of you cumming so hard for him had him reaching his own orgasm, squirting his release all inside your sensitive cunt.

Heavy breathing was heard all around the room. It took a fat minute to realized you just had sex not just for the first time but with you long time crush Jeon Jungkook. And being honest you can't believe you let him dom you, you have to dom his ass back just to feel the girl queen pussy boss power.

"I can't believe we just had sex oh my God. And don't think you're getting any free weed or anything just cuz I let you hit mister" you say jokingly. You were about to crack another joke but you feel Jungkooks muscular heavy tatted arm wrap about your waist. He pushes you closer to him and gives you a sweet kiss. Your eyes widen but you give into the kiss within a couple of seconds. You can taste a bit of weed and sweet frosting while kissing him, it feels like heaven.

• Let's just say they end up dating and start making a lot of love•

(Sorry for the sudden rush at the end, its my first "long" smut I guess)

Thank you for reading!!

#bts jungkook #jungkook smut #jeon jungkook #jungkook ff #jungkook fanfic #bts #kpop #jungkook x you #nastygal #freaky #jungkook fic #taekook #bts jk #jjk smut #smut

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fashionofemmacdwatson · 2 months

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mcblingbrat · 2 years

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Givenchy Pink and Black Moon Cut-out Calfskin Net Small Hobo Bag

#givenchy #handbag #accessory #fashion #designer #high end #luxury

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wolfoftheblackflames · 2 months

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Another piece of the fic for you misfits, enjoy!

The Devil and The Innocent: Pt.6

Meanwhile, with Adam and Lute, the two paid a visit to Little Pride's favorite duo. Vox and Valentino. “So tell me, what can we do for you?” The man with the black slicked back hair and pronounced jaw asked as his bald partner with glasses leered at Lute.

Adam smirked, placing a simple bag of coins on the table. “See I want to make an ex soldier of the Exorcist Platoon my little slave. And I know you two are the best at getting that done.” The man grinned.

“You're allowed to do it painfully as well. And we both know you two hate Carmilla Carmine and her little brats.” Lute added not bothered by the creepy look Valentino gave her.

“Oh, it seems like you two are asking us to make Carmilla disappear..” Valentino mused as the Hispanic man grinned evilly.

“More like kidnap and beat the shit out of.” Lute replied with a sadistic grin. “And then that little cunt will have to do anything to get her precious family back.”

“Damn Lute you're going murder hobo on me.” Adam winced knowing that grin. “But yeah, make the Carmine bitches beg and squeal, then our little Vagasaurus will have to accept that she's all mine.” He laughed.

“Consider it done.” Vox chuckled, offering his pale skinned hand. “Thank you for your patronage Mr Dickmaster.”

All four chuckled evilly as now Carmilla had no idea what was coming to her.

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Elsewhere in her home Carmilla leaned against her large chair with a growl. She really hated having to get her hands dirty, but with her instinct being right on nobody willing to help her the taller woman had no choice. “Hold on Vaggie, I'm coming for you.” She growled, grabbing out her more dangerous foot attire.

A knock came to her door as Carmilla got her sharpened hidden blades on. “What the?” She blinked and then she heard a voice.

“Come out seniorità, you don't have a choice in the matter.” Valentino sneered with his many golden tooth goons. The lackeys went straight for the door with a battering ram.

Carmilla moved out of the way snarling. How dare they break into her home?! The Latina growled and slipped out through the back rushing towards Hellfire Forest on foot while being quiet as to not alert the small army.

“Tch Vox isn't going to like this. Oh well those daughters of hers will be back soon too.” Valentino grinned walking away.

Carmilla dashed through the increasingly colder forest. Her chest heaving softly as she tried to find that place. The forest however summoned more of those creepy monsters. “Shit!”

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Back at the Palace, Vaggie was smiling at Charlie who held a box in her big paws. “Here is a gift for you.” She stated handing it to Vaggie.

“You're spoiling me a little too much.” Vaggie replied feeling a little overwhelmed.

“Please open it.” The Devil grinned with her tail wagging.

Vaggie rolled her eye at Charlie, she then peeked into the box and blinked seeing the most gorgeous necklace she'd ever seen. It was a golden chain with a pair of angel wings that had extended out from a beautiful amethyst. “Sus hermosas..” (It's beautiful) came from a shocked Vaggie's lips. “Can I put it on you?” Charlie asked fidgeting.

Vaggie nodded softly, moving her gorgeous long hair as she felt Charlie move behind her, the Devil carefully unclasping the necklace and draping it over Vaggie's chest. “You look so pretty!”

“It does suit you.” Husk smirked.

“Yeah blondie here was frantically searching for it all day!” Angel teased as Charlie growled at him.

This caused Vaggie to laugh but she then gently took Charlie's paw. “Would you like to read with me?” She asked as she chuckled, seeing that tail wag as an answer.

Husk ushered everyone back to work to give the two some space by the fire. He smiled a bit seeing Charlie happily watching each page turn and listening intently to Vaggie.

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Angel grinned and gathered everyone together as Husk jumped up on the quacking foot stool. He was soon knocked off with a grumble by Alastor who grinned. “Hey radiohead, what are ya doing?!” The candlestick growled waving his flames at Alastor.

“I know what you all want to do, and to be quite clear, this little wind-up cat won't be able to do it well.” The radio playfully grinned.

“Alastor, don't be such a bully darling. But I am curious to hear what your plan is.” Rosie replied with Niffty just zipping around cleaning.

“And you know what romance is?” Angel asked, growling.

“No my shiny pink chap, I don't even care for it. But I do know how to make a place feel like romance will happen.” Alastor used his antenna to straighten his nob bow tie.

Angel looked skeptical at him as the radio continued. “You all want to be human again don't you?” He smirked, poking a sore spot on everyone.

“Fine, but one wrong move and I'm setting ya on fire!’ The candlestick growled helping Husk up.

“Fair enough.” Alastor laughed. “Now my little friends it is time to break this annoyance once and for all.” (Cue to be human again)

The crew went about doing their jobs to make this romance blossom. Angel playfully danced with Husk, Cherri looked amused, Velvette was smug as ever, Rosie was grinning as she orchestrated the other enchanted knick knacks, Alastor got the musical instruments ready, and Niffty despite being a small cup, got the room spotless.

Outside kept bustling and cleaning, Velvette smirked and dove into the fountain as a way to steal the spotlight.

“Damn it Velvette!” Cherri snapped as the crew grumbled while walking to go dry off.

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It was later during a bath Charlie whined being scrubbed. “Wait, you want me to do what?!”

“Don't worry toots, you'll do alright with Vagina. Besides, you don't have much time left anyway!” Angel replied pointing to the golden rose. “Even Al, who is surprisingly good at music, is helping out. Didn't expect that interview radio host to actually help too.”

Charlie glared at Angel shaking her fur and splashing him purposely. “It's Vaggie.” She defended but then sighed walking around the room. A coat rack started to dry her off as she sighed. “Look, I know time is running out… I just dunno if I can do this.” The Devil sighed feeling her fur being combed back.

“C'mon blondie, it's obvious you love her right?” Angel stated standing on the vanity. “Love…?” The Devil blinked lightly placing a paw to her chest. “More than anything yes..” She sounded so soft and innocent.

Angel smiled and lightly took her free paw while his candle hands were out. “Then open your heart up again. Seriously, it's possible that miss bookworm likes ya too.”

Charlie lifted her head at that and stared at him. She was scared to open up, but with how much she enjoyed being with Vaggie, it's a risk she had to try taking. “Okay…”

“Alright let's get cha looking so good our little guest will swoon!” Angel grinned.

After awhile Charlie was ready as Husk bowed politely. “Come this way my princess. Your date awaits.”

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Vaggie on the other hand groaned at the assortment of dresses Velvette had shown her. “Quit being a picky pissy bitch already!” The dresser growled looking annoyed. “Bloody hell you're annoying.”

“I don't need some dresser who thinks she's hot shit to pick for me!” Vaggie retorted pointing her spear at Velvette.

“Fine, come out ugly as fuck!” Velvette left hopping away.

Lucifer winced seeing the two bicker. He then tapped Vaggie on the arm. “May I be some assistance?” He asked.

“What do I have to lose..” Vaggie groaned, pinching her nosebridge.

Lucifer smiled and motioned over Razzle and Dazzle, who circled Vaggie looking her over and then diving into the other closet. “I think something like this would make you look like a beautiful dame Maggie.”

Vaggie looked annoyed at him but then turned her head towards Razzle and Dazzle who pulled out a truly gorgeous looking dress. “Sir… I don't think.. I don't deserve such a beautiful thing…”

Lucifer lightly touched her arm again. “My friend you do. You've made my little char-char smile again! As a father it's all I've ever dreamed of seeing.” He quacked smiling. “And I think she sees you as someone deserving of love too.”

Vaggie blinked, she looked hesitant but what he said filled her with warmth, it was strange and new. Unlike her found family bond with the Carmines, this was different. “Alright sir…” She gulped and went to put on the dress behind the screen.

(Hiya, hope you guys enjoyed the well awaited dance scene, I loved writing it ^^)

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NOTICE ME🌹|HOBIE BROWN

★Hobie Brown x Black fem oc

★Content: Slight angst, slight fluff, playing hard to get, desperate Hobie, swearing.

★Before reading: Hobie is 19.

—Synopsis: Hobie finds himself attracted to a quick-witted, sharp tongued, preppy, catholic high school senior. She only wants a man with a title and class that will bring up her image. Hobie thinks revealing to her that he’s Spider-Punk, would help with finally get some notice from her.

Monet was a serious girl. When she wanted something, she was set on it and did everything to get it. Never doubt her abilities. She had the looks, the brains, the reputation, lavish life, just no love life—not that she cared, but it would be nice to be romantic with someone.

She couldn’t be romantic with just anyone. They had to match her, have a title, a future. Or maybe her standards were just too high, or maybe not.

She walked to school, she had the luxury of getting a ride everyday, but she wanted to keep up with the antics of that British punk—not that she cared about him or anything, he was the last thing on her mind.

Sometimes he’d walk her to school, sometimes he wouldn’t, but when he did, Monet enjoyed every second of it, so did Hobie.

They’d talk about anything, like how Monet wasn’t even catholic, but attends a catholic high school, even though it didn’t matter, he just thought it was so funny.

She found herself smiling back at the memory. She quickly caught herself and stopped smiling.

A man with class. A man with status. A man with a title. A man with a future. That’s what she wanted.

She heard the shredding of a guitar, people crowding around and throwing money into a jar. A small smile appeared on her face, but soon disappeared when they made eye contact.

He grinned, packing up and grabbing his money. “Show’s over folks, thanks for supportin’ a black business!” He slung his guitar to the back and tried catching up with Monet.

The crowd dispersed.

She continued walking like she didn’t see him.

“Oi!” He caught up to her. “So what you think?”

She had a pep in her step. “Oh hi Hobo.” She joked. “What did I think of what?”

Hobie acted fake hurt at the name.“Ouch.”He laughed. “You’re smart, don’t play idiotic. I’m talkin’ bout my shreddin’, what you think of it?” He leaned down and looked at her as they walked.

She closed her eyes and hummed. “It was okay, I guess.”

Hobie’s pierced brows rose in utter shock. “You guess? I been practicing that song for weeks.”

She liked when he got like that, doing so much to impress her. She found it cute.

“Yeah, I guess.” She repeated and shrugged her shoulders.

“Whatever, I know you liked it.” He shook his head with a smile. He noticed her holding her backpack. “I got that.” He grabbed her bag, stopping her in her tracks.

“Hobart.” She felt the weight of her backpack being lifted off of her bag.

“Ay, don’t be sayin’ the gov so loud like that.” He whispered and looked around.

A pigeon flew pass them.

“He’s reporting that back to HQ, I’m a dead man.” Hobie stared at the pigeon flying into the distance. “You know what they say about pigeons, they’re spies for the government.”

That got a little laugh out of Monet.

Hobie’s face brightened up at her laugh.

“Thanks for holding my bag.” She told him, and walked off acting as if she wasn’t swooned by the gesture.

He continued walking with her, holding the backpack on his chest. “It’s nothin’ really. You’ve gotten better treatment than this, little prissy princess.” He teased.

She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “You’re not funny.”

“I don’t believe in comedy.”

He liked teasing and annoying her.

They come up to a crosswalk, waiting for the crossing symbol to come on. Hobie took that as an opportunity to look at the shorter girl. Her smooth brown skin was glowing, her kinky black hair was sleeked down and pulled into a huge puff. Her uniform made her look sharp and studious, from the shiny black loafers and pure white knee high socks, to the mid-thigh navy blue skirt, white button shirt tucked in, matching navy blue blazer and cotton vest with a red tie to put it all together.

It was time to cross. Everyone started crossing.

Hobie grabbed her hand and crossed with Monet.

That took her by surprise, but she didn’t say anything.

They finally made it across the street, but he didn’t let go of her hand.

“What’s your plans today, miss preppy?” He put his other hand into his vest.

“School, home, study.” She answered quickly. “And you?”

“Hang with my mates and perform at a concert tonight. You should come.” He glanced at her.

She closed her eyes and pursed her lips. “Hm, I’ll think about it.”

“You’ll come.” He protested and shrugged his shoulders. “You’ll be swooned by me once you see me performin’. You’ll literally throw your panties at my feet.”

Monet busted out laughing. “You’re funny, Hobie.”

“Thank you love, I like to bring the comedic relief.”

“I thought you didn’t believe in comedy.” Monet stopped and looked at him curiously.

“I don’t believe in consistency either.” His lips formed into a smirk.

She only sighed and rolled her eyes.

“But seriously, if you won’t come to my show, when are you goin’ to make me take you on a date?” He was quite bold, he knew what he wanted, and he too, would do everything to get it.

“Never, Hobie.” She was approaching her school. “You’re not my type.”

“Oh really? So what’s your type?” He stopped in front of the building.

“A man with status, a future, very put together.” She listed. “You don’t fit the criteria, Hobes.”

“Hm, I don’t fit the criteria, but our hands have been interlocked for almost the whole walk.” He teased.

“That’s–”

Girls from Monet’s school stared and pointed at them while going into the school.

Monet quickly looked at Hobie, then their interlocked hands and tried pulling away. Hobie only held her hand tighter, pulling her even closer.

She grew flustered. People were gonna see her with him. Her image, her reputation. How long will it take for this to travel through the school? He usually didn’t walk her that far for people to actually see them together.

“Trying to go somewhere?” He bent down to her level, sneering in her flustered face.

“Shut up.” She scowled and looked away.

He thought it was adorable. He released her hand and took the backpack off and handed it to her.

She put it on and still didn’t look at him.

“Are you embarrassed to be seen with me or somethin’?” He knew it was exactly that.

She got stiff and looked at the ground, not answering.

“You care about your rep that much, huh love?” He put a hand in his vest pocket, biting the inside of his cheek. He sighed then patted her head. His watch beeped and he quickly checked it. “Go to class, prissy princess. Don’t wanna keep you back. I got some important business to attend to.”

He rushed off, leaving her with a glum look on her face.

She felt horrible, knowing she might’ve hurt his feelings. Walking into the school, people stared at her.

“So that punk is your boyfriend?”

Her head whipped towards the person who asked the question with a wrathful glare. “How about you shut the fuck up?”

She knew it was gonna be like this for the entire school day.

📎

She must’ve hurt his feelings, there’s no way she didn’t.

She couldn’t study like this. Slamming her books shut, and taking off her glasses, she sighed. She didn’t really need a guy with status or title. Any guy could do, but not just any guy, it had to be Hobie.

Who cares about reputation anyway? Hobie was cool to her, she couldn’t even deny it.

A tap on her window brought her out of her thoughts. She got up, unlocking and opening her window. She stuck her head out the window, the cool breeze tickling her skin. There was nothing out here, maybe just a bird.

She went back inside, sitting in front of her desk, attempting to study again.

“Oi.” A voice whispered.

She looked to her left to see Spider-Punk hanging upside down from a web.

What the fuck was Spider-Punk doing at her window?!

She almost fell out of her chair. “Oh my God.”

“Relax, will ya?” He crawled in, closing the window behind him.

Wait, she recognized that voice.

“Hobie..?”

“Bloody hell, I prepared a whole speech before I unmask myself to you.” He groaned, pulling his mask off. “Is this even a surprise?”

“You’re Spider-Punk?” Her mouth hung open.

He smiled at the shock on her face. “Yeah, good title innit? And I’m apart of an elite Spider society that go on missions through dimens–”

She cut him off..“I don’t care, I don’t care.”

“What?”

“I don’t care about stupid titles, or status, or my image. I just..I just want you Hobie.” Tears dared to fall from her eyes.

For the first time Hobie was lost for words, he blinked a few times before finding words. “You want me? This isn’t you being a sarcastic little shit?”

She laughed and walked up to him, going on her tippy toes and grabbing his face, she smashed her lips onto his.

At first he couldn’t move, but then he grabbed her face, kissing her more and backing her into her bed.

“Ho-Hobie.” She moaned, feeling his hand grab her ass.“We can’t, my parents are downstairs.” Worry in her eyes.

He kissed her forehead. “So then sneak out with Spider-Punk to a really cool concert, that rockstar, Hobie Brown, is performing at.”

“Thought you didn’t believe in labels.” Her lips curved into a smirk.

“I don’t, but I make exceptions. Like when it comes to the relationship between the prissy princess and rockstar.” A hand under her chin.

“Oh really? And what’s that label?”

“Boyfriend and girlfriend, suits us pretty well, don’t you think?” He smiled.

“Very well.” She smiled too. “So about this Spider-Punk thing?”

He pulled his mask on. “Long story, hop on and we’ll talk about it on our way to the show?”

“Hop on?” She knew he wasn’t implying what she think he was implying.

“Yeah, we’re goin’ there Spider-Man style.”

She shook her head. “No no no.”

“Too late.” He grabbed her, opening the window and diving out.

“HOOOBBIIIEEE!”

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