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the-haunted-office · 9 months

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Doomsday has no way of knowing how long it has been since she’s left here, and that’s not necessarily because it had been so long ago but more owing to the fact that time passes at odd rates throughout time, space, spacetime, and the Offices. There’s probably some rocket scientist out there who could calculate all of that out for her, but lapse of time since being back in her home office isn’t her primary concern.

She wants to know where he went.

She’s scoured the In-Between in search of him. Been all over a thousand different Earths over, and just as many offices. Thinking it was all a waste of time she almost gave up, until she realized she had actually learned a very valuable piece of information in all her searching - he does not like to stray far from home, and he has no way home, making the Office is his next best option.

That must be where he went - right back where he started. Where everything started. Back to the beginning, as things usually go.

(Cut here due to length!)

Things are different this time around, though. The Office is still dead, yes, but in it there is a small flicker of life. Two lives, actually. Of course they both survived - one could not have without the other, and who was she but the useless middle man? The one left forgotten. The one left behind. The one left to die.

The same story she’s lived her entire life. Some fun narrative she got doomed with.

Oh but that will all change now. She can see them. Two souls - one flaming red, the other bold purple - clearly living within the old Office where everything else is dead. She can see them exactly where they sit and if she has anything to say about it, it’ll be the last place they sit.

She creeps along the darkened hallways, silent as the grave she wasn’t even honored with. No lights flicker on. No voices come on over the speakers, demanding to know what she is and what she’s doing there. The Office is as dead as she is. That’s fine. She likes that. It gives them less time to prepare, but still far more time than she had.

The control booth is still where it was - at the end of the long, dark hallway with the doors that never led anywhere except back into themselves; at the top of the ridiculously tall ladder that extended beyond the ceiling; sitting atop the platform with no railing and no support structure leaving one to wonder exactly how it was remaining upright; behind the door that only stayed locked when it felt like it.

It was there that they sat, sharing tea no doubt. Remaining loyal only to each other.

She’d show them loyal.

The ghost decides to bring her scythe onto the scene. Put the fear of the God of Death into them before they actually die. That would be some nice justice, wouldn’t it? Poetic if not dramatic, and Doom is neither if not both.

She has no need to, since she can walk straight through solid objects, but she decides to kick in the door. Give them a good start, not that they have anywhere to run or hide in that tiny little closet of a room. Her boot lands with so much force that the door is pushed straight off its hinges and across the inside of the room, knocking over the filing cabinets in its way before leaving a hole in the wall opposite.

Predictably the two Nightcrawlers are startled, both immediately on their spindly legs and backing away from the doorway that to them had exploded inward for no apparent reason. Doomsday marches in, dragging her scythe along the floor, blade down, making sure to leave a long, ragged tear in the carpet. She grins at the tearing sound. She regards the two of them with her dead, empty, headlight gaze, casting the bright yellow light burning within her outwards and causing shadows to spring to life on the walls, dancing on this joyous occasion.

“Hello, Cyrus, Aurora,” she says with a grin, making sure to flash her sharp, shark-like teeth at him in a way that could exhibit either mischief or a threat. Considering she’d kicked in the door, it isn’t difficult to tell which. “Miss me?”

She may be difficult to recognize with her sickly pallor, giving off the appearance of wet paper, eye sockets missing their eyes and instead replaced with a hellish yellow light, hair that’s longer and scragglier than it was before along with a bluish tint towards the tips, and those teeth... but her voice is something that didn’t change.

His voice, though it comes through directly into her head - or what would be the equivalent of her head, given she doesn’t have an actual, living body anymore - didn’t change either. She can hear his tone, his accent, his cadence. His astonishment. The waver. “...Thursday?”

The ghost barks a laugh. “Oho, so now he remembers me! Someone get this man a prize!” Her head is tilted a bit to the side and her teeth are pressed together in what could either be a toothy smile or a snarl. “Actually, I’ve got your prize right here,” she says, pulling her scythe off the floor, spinning it around a couple times - taking extra special dedicated care to make sure she hits, knocks over, and destroys as many things in the way as possible - before slinging it back over her shoulder, cavalier as can be.

The Narrator and the Curator stand close together, pressed as close to each other as they are to the wall. They clearly don’t know what’s going on or how to address this angry specter who used to be the other Narrator.

“We- We thought you were dead,” Cyrus says.

Doomsday’s eye sockets darken. “Oh I’m dead, all right. No thanks to you. Would you like another prize for that? Actually, I’ve got that prize right here too.”

She takes a step forward.

The Nightcrawlers press closer to the wall.

Finally, Aurora speaks, her voice implanting into her mind too, bearing the same accent. “But what’s happened to you?”

“...Okay this is getting stupid already,” Doomsday remarks with a scoff. Where her words hold an undercurrent of mischief, her tone is pitch black. She would roll her eyes if she still had them. “We’ve already ascertained that I’m Thursday and that I’m dead. You with me? Okay, good. Might you know something about how that happened?”

She takes another step forward.

The Nightcrawlers scoot a little further down the wall but are stopped by a filing cabinet.

The control booth’s dimensions never changed either.

It seems the two of them are starting to catch on, though. They blink their wide, black hole eyes at her. It’s difficult to tell how they are feeling by looking at their expressions alone, but Cyrus’ voice gives it away. “Thursday, I am so sorry for how you must have suffered.”

“Sorry? Sorry? Oh, he’s sorry now. Sorry now that I’ve got you literally backed into a corner, is that it, old man?” she snarls, advancing on them. Now they really are backed into a corner. “When were you ever sorry before, huh? When were you ever sorry for throwing me out of the control booth repeatedly when I was scared out of my mind and had no idea how I’d gotten there? No memories of anything before? Huh?!”

The scythe, resting on her shoulder less than a second before, is now flying through the air, crashing against a filing cabinet and in a screech of metal slicing through it as easily as a hot knife through butter, sending ruined papers into pieces of confetti that rain down all over the room.

The Reaper continues her destructive tirade. “Or how about that time you blamed me for Stanley not wanting to talk to you after you made him fall off the lift?”

There’s another grating sound and a crash as Doomsday swings the scythe into another wide arc, taking out part of the ceiling this time. Bits of obliterated ceiling tile fill the air and various wiring dangles down like bundles of entrails.

“Or all the times you blamed me for everything!”

Another forceful swing, this time taking out the wall where the two Nightcrawlers had been standing moments before.

“Treated me like SHIT!”

Another swing, another explosion of debris.

“Criticized everything I ever did!”

Another swing, and the room shuddered.

“And then how you LEFT ME TO DIE!”

“Thursday, I’m- I’m sorry- Truly, sincerely sorry- The plan- We had no choice-”

Doomsday’s eyes flash. Everything boils over in that moment. “YOU DID THIS TO ME!!” she utterly screams, so loud it rattles the walls and causes more of the ceiling to fall out. “YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME! MY LIFE! MY DEATH! MY BODY! MY SIGHT! MY DREAMS! MY SENSES! MY- I CAN’T FEEL ANYTHING ANYMORE AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!”

With every bellow of rage, the scythe comes down, hacking and slashing at everything in her path. Walls explode. The ceiling collapses. Filing cabinets become twisted pieces of shrapnel. The desk on which sits the old monitor and the microphone - where they used to view and talk to Stanley, Stanley who died, who died and whose soul was destroyed, never to come back - are buried and lost under the rubble.

Somewhere in the middle of that are Cyrus and Aurora, the two people who caused all of her pain, including her inability to feel pain anymore. She’s aiming each of her blows directly at them, wanting nothing more than to destroy them as they destroyed her.

Their fault. It’s all their fault.

But mostly, it’s his.

She wants to cry. More than anything she wants to cry, but she can’t even do that. She literally doesn’t have the eyes, nor the tear ducts, nor the tears with which to cry anymore. That was taken away from her along with everything else.

At some point, the floor collapses, taking the ruins of the control booth with it. Doom watches, floating there as it falls away into the blackness below it. Finally, something as dark and empty as she feels.

And then some of the dust settles. And she sees them. She sees them, still standing there, protected by a magenta colored bubble surrounding the two of them. Her blows had done nothing. All of her fury, her anguish, her suffering, the literal edge of her blade had done nothing.

She charges at them again, this time taking clear aim solely at him, putting all of her focus into landing the blow.

It lands.

But it doesn’t land.

The blade passes harmlessly through their bubble shield. Through him. That stupid connection. That god damn fucking connection, tethering her to her living counterpart, preventing her from harming others unless her counterpart herself to harm them. All controlled, taken away by someone who could never even begin to understand her suffering.

It’s at that moment that she breaks. Really breaks. The Nightcrawler twins can only watch as the ghost wails and wails, her haunting cries echoing around them as her body dissolves from human into something monstrous. Her black suit with the silver pinstripes erupts into patches of rough shredded black fur. Her limbs twist and bend and pop into different directions as she crouches down onto all fours. A pair of long black ears, one ruined and flopped over while the other still stands although it too is shredded, burst out of the top of her head. Her face melts away, revealing her skull beneath, which enlarges along with the rest of her until she’s about the size of a car.

That hellish yellow light burns through the two eye sockets of her skull. Her bony jaws part and a sound that is both human and unlike anything a human would ever make roars outward. It is a shriek of pure and utter rage, and anguish.

The black rabbit continues emitting the sound until a portal splits open in front of her, she leaps into it, and it closes behind her.

All that’s left is a pile of what used to be the control booth, and two living souls, one red and one purple, stunned in her wake.

She leaves them the way they left her - but at least they get to live.

#doomsday #ryu said that doom in her bunny form would sound like vicar amelia #i had no idea who that is so i had to look it up #and yes 100% that's what she sounds like when she's the rabbit #especially when she's pissed off #zero cyrus #zero aurora #hmm i can't think of any tags i need to use #but if you think of something let me know!#writing for days

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harunayuuka2060 · 14 days

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Twst Unveil Event Part 1

Yuurin: Hello, Philomela. Why have you called—

Philomela: WHY HAVE I CALLED?!!

Yuurin: ...

Philomela: YOU KNOW WHY!

Yuurin: Calm down yourself. And no, I have no idea why.

Philomela: *breathes in*

Philomela: Yuurin, the wrestling competition is approaching.

Yuurin: Is it?

Philomela: Yes. AND I CAN'T FIND ANYONE TO FIGHT YOU!

Philomela: A BUNCH OF COWARDS!

Philomela: Calling themselves descendants of Hercules! Ha!

Yuurin: ...

Yuurin: So why have you called?

Philomela: Well, do you think you can invite some of your schoolmates over?

Philomela: You know, to have a friendly match with you.

Yuurin: I will try—

Philomela: Great! I will write to your headmage! *hangs up*

Yuurin: ...

Deuce: A wrestling competition?

Yuurin: Yes. It's an annual event in the Kingdom of Heroes.

Ace: Wow. So, what's the problem?

Yuurin: Nobody wants to participate.

Ace and Deuce: Huh?

Ace: Aren't people there incredibly strong?

Yuurin: *nods*

Deuce: Then why don't they want to join?

Yuurin: ...

Yuurin: I've defeated most of them.

Ace and Deuce: !!!

Ace: Y-You don't say...

Yuurin: That's why my trainer, Philomela, was furious.

Yuurin: That wrestling competition is her only entertainment in life.

Ace and Deuce: Hmm...

Ace: And I'm guessing you need students to bring into this competition?

Yuurin: Yes.

Ace: Oh geez. I would like to help you, but I'm busy.

Yuurin: Oh, it's fine. I'm not thinking of inviting you.

Ace: ...

Deuce: Pft— So, anyone in mind?

Yuurin: Yes. I'm thinking of approaching them after recess.

Floyd: Damselfish~! What brings you here~?

Yuurin: Good afternoon, Floyd-senpai. Can I invite you to a wrestling competition—

Floyd: Yes~.

Yuurin: ...

Floyd: Do I get to fight you~?

Yuurin: Yes.

Floyd: Okay~. Is there anything else?

Yuurin: You're free to bring Jade-senpai or Azul-senpai with you.

Epel: I want to go!

Vil: It's a wrestling competition, Epel. You'll be crushed before you even started.

Yuurin: ...

Yuurin: You can tag along if you want.

Yuurin: But I prefer if Rook-senpai will participate.

Rook: It's a pleasure to be invited by you, Monsieur Tranquille!

Vil: Yes. Rook will be ideal for this type of event. He will not disappoint you.

Epel: Can I go though?!

Vil: You don't have any business there.

Epel: Come on! It's the Kingdom of Heroes!

Vil: ...

Vil: Fine. Yuurin, as long as you promise me to look after Epel.

Yuurin: *nods*

Epel: Yes!

Rook: *chuckles*

Sebek: I AM NOT PARTICIPATING!

Silver: *who has already accepted the offer* Why not?

Sebek: Hmph! My job is to serve My liege. And I have no time for this senseless competition you have.

Silver and Yuurin: ...

Yuurin: I see.

Yuurin: It seems I shouldn't have relied on Malleus-senpai's word.

Yuurin: Only Silver fits the description of strong and worthy opponent.

Silver: Malleus is invited to watch and he recommended both of us.

Yuurin: It's fine, Sebek. I will inform Malleus that you decline.

Sebek: W-Wait! You didn't tell me Waka-sama was invited!

Yuurin: Ideally, dorm leaders are needed to supervise the participating students.

Sebek: Well... I'll be happy to join this event of yours, human!

Yuurin: ...

Sebek: What?

Yuurin: Maybe Lilia-senpai is a better option.

Sebek: Y-You're not wrong, however! I can't possibly disappoint My liege!

Silver: Yes, yes. We understand that.

Leona: Won't your parents watch?

Yuurin: No. They will only ask Philomela for results.

Leona: Tch. I see.

Yuurin: ...

Yuurin: How about you, Leona-senpai?

Leona: ...

Leona: I don't want to see you hurt.

Ruggie: Shishishi! That's right. Leona saw a footage of you fighting and he got mad seeing you injured.

Yuurin: Oh. I was only a beginner that time.

Leona: Is that meant to reassure me?

Yuurin: *nods*

Leona: ...

Leona: No, Yuurin. It doesn't.

Ruggie: *laughs*

#twisted wonderland #twst yuurin #twst ace #twst deuce #twst leona #twst epel #twst rook #twst vil #twst floyd #twst sebek #twst silver #twst ruggie #twst oc philomela #twst unveil event

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writingstoraes · 10 months

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lover 🪻

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!singer!reader

type: instagram imagine, social media au

notes: this is another thing i thought of knowing i have hundreds of unattended drafts lolol lmk what u think! this is like very similar to something i've posted before but only w a slightly different ending... hehe also am using mother taylor's lyrics cause they're just too good

about: you and charles seem to be really quiet, it's either one of two things — you're over or you're about to release a masterpiece that shatters all break up rumors.

wagsoff1

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wagsoff1 It has been 100 days since Y/N was seen in the paddock. Her last appearance was during the 2023 Australian GP. Any thoughts? 👀

leclercsainz yeah honestly the two of them have been really quiet lately... i'm scared

ynfan this is such a reach? 😬

lecsyn4eva are we forgetting that y/n has her own career, a pretty successful one at that, it's normal for her to not be at races at times?

wagsoff1 Hmm yeah but she's missed a ton of races, apparently rumors are only ever growing that they might be over... lecsyn4eva maybe we stop sticking our noses where it doesn't belong 🤨

queenyn MOTHER WE MISS YOU pls come back

sainzstappen Classic pattern of broken up F1 couples lol miss a few races then suddenly statements are out 😆

popgirlstm stop i will literally jump off a bridge

yourusername

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yourusername At every table, I'll save you a seat.

My 3rd full-length album, Lover, is out tomorrow at 12 EST. Sorry for the surprise but see you at the premiere ❤️

lecsyn BITCH THIS IS WHY YOUVE BEEN QUIET

mothertay miss mam we havent heard from you in months how can you drop a bomb like this so casually

norrislaren IM CRYING I DID NOT SEE THIS COMING

midnightshouse y/n i need to know if i can shake my ass to this album or i will be destroying ice cream pints with tears on my face

ynalbums Judging from the title... it sounds like it's more on the romance side? gucciluv oh my god there's hope for charles and her after all 🙏

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc My lover.

Beyond excited for your album, amour. Thanks for letting me be a part of it 🤍

lecsyncharles CROWD CHEERS OH MY GOD

hamilstappen im crying they broke the streak they're alive! WAR IS OVER

charlierari part of it... y/n ft. charles????

carlossainz55 Hey this counts as your musical debut? 😆

charles_leclerc I didn't sing... carlossainz55 Yeah you shouldnt c2lovers FUCK??ABSHBHWWH

landonorris Can't believe people thought you broke up you literally won't shut up about how you're in Silverstone and she's in LA

pierregasly Don't forget the calling Y/N every 10 seconds charles_leclerc ??? Please shut up

Now Playing: Lover (Music Video) - The Dedication

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc My forever lover.

tagged: yourusername

landonorris Will you save me a seat at every table?

yourusername Have my song memorized already, I see 😆 landonorris You know it!

lewishamilton Congratulations, Y/N and Charles! 🥂

danielricciardo I call taking most of the pictures 🙏

landonorris No???

ynlecs16 this is such a fucking surprise the two of you need to cool it down i'm hyperventilating

scuderiaferrari Best wishes to our favorite couple ❤️

yourusername Wait, I thought we broke up?

charles_leclerc Negative. You're stuck with me forever now 😘

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tagging: @slytherheign, @honethatty12, @siovhanroy

notes: taylor has got me wishing i was currently in love this is sick! anyway i only got this idea bc my tiktok fyp is swarmed with charles daylight edits and they are right he is so golden <33

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blessedbucky · 1 month

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based off my own thot because i saw a lack of tentacles in the satosugu/reader tag and took that personally! (i wanted this posted because the brainrot is real right now so apologies if there are any mistakes!)

pairing: satoru/suguru/reader

word count: 1.3k

warnings: TENTACLES BABY, so...shibari-ish by proxy?, vaginal, oral, anal, this throuple do be a little fucked up but that's just jjk territory, satoru and reader seeing orders to kill suguru on sight and straight up saying "that sign can't stop me because i can't read!", some jealousy, a mention of exhibition, suguru lowkey being a daddy, i think that's everything

my thanks to @firefly-graphics for the header! i'm tickled pink by it!

I hate you!

There’s a hum, but you’re still not looked at. “Why, my dearest, are you looking at me like that? I don’t think it was me that put you in this situation.” Suguru flips to the next page in his book. His face hasn’t shifted once since this all started. He still wears that same blasé expression, as if he couldn’t be bothered with any of this. “If anything, I’m helping my sweet girl by teaching her a lesson.” Your adrenaline spikes when you watch him raise a hand. “You need to have a stronger backbone, dear…”

Just as you feared, Suguru flicks his fingers. The cursed spirit shifts as it’s commanded to, and the inky black tentacles move deeper. You didn’t even think that was possible! You breathe harshly through your nose as the heavy weight of the tentacle pushes further down your throat. You still gag. Tears blur your vision but it’s not enough for you not to see that Suguru is finally watching you.

Then, Suguru smirks. It’s that shitty, smug one. It’s bait, of course. It always is. That smirk is always followed by something said that’s so egregious that it makes you act up. And, sure enough, “You can’t keep letting our darling Satoru have his way.”

You’re letting him have his way right now, Suguru!

“Ooh, I know that look.” Suguru reaches out. You think that this is it! He’s finally going to touch you! Instead, he lovingly pets at his new favorite cursed spirit. “Let me guess—you think it’s only him that I’m indulging, is that it?” He chuckles at the widening of your eyes. “Aw, that’s cute. You really thought I wouldn’t find out about what you two little perverts are watching and getting off to together.”

Stalker, you think at him as if he can read your mind. Though, with how deep in your guts his curses are, you’d think that he’d be able to do that. Creep. Pervert. It’s not like these things bother you. You’re as half-mad as Satoru. Suguru makes you both so fucking stupid, so you two get home to your apartment, feeling Suguru’s residuals, and think it’s romantic. Right now, you’re just on the verge of breaking down because Suguru won’t touch you.

“I don’t like this attitude,” Suguru remarks. “Satoru is usually the bratty one. Look at how good he’s being right now.”

Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit! This is bullshit! The only reason he’s being so good right now is because you fucked him stupid, and you know it!

Satoru started this whole thing and he’s getting the praise now?!

In the middle of keeping your face pinned down against the mattress by the back of your neck and snapping his hips against your ass, that bastard had leaned over your back and started whispering in your ear. Let’s drop in on Suguru, hmm? It had been over three months since either of you had seen him. There was always this…unspoken rule that you and Satoru do not interfere in Suguru’s world. But then Satoru said, I hear he hired some bitch to be his assistant. We should totally fuck somewhere that she’ll find us. C’mon, baby, let’s make him pay attention to us.

Alright, yeah, maybe you do need to grow a backbone.

Though…it was really worth it to see that bitch’s face when she walked into Suguru’s office to find your head hanging over the edge of his desk while Satoru ruthlessly pounded into you. It was made all the better when Suguru slammed open the door about thirty minutes later and snapped at her to leave him alone. No matter how close his little cult followers or family get, he’ll only ever be fake smiles with them. And you’re as much a greedy little hedonist as Satoru is, so it’s nearly orgasmic to know that only you and Satoru can see every side of Geto Suguru.

You don’t quite remember what Satoru said when he mouthed off to Suguru. All you remember is that beatific smile of Suguru’s and his sugary sweet voice when he said, I see. I’ve been neglecting my darlings. Let’s go to my room, shall we? If you wanted to see me so badly, I’ll let you see me as much as you want.

Unlike Satoru, you had some sense left for you to nervously think, I’m in danger! Common sense flew out the window when Suguru slid one of those obscenely big hands of his under his yukata to tug it loose, though. You and Satoru followed after him like bitches in heat.

Let you two see him, Suguru definitely has done. You see each other, too. Satoru is the picture definition of lewd right now. You don’t want to imagine what shape you’re in yourself. You’re mirror images. On your knees, kept in the perfect pose by the one tentacle that’s wrapped around your ankles and wrists. It forces your backs to arch, putting your breasts on full display. A tentacle didn’t waste time before it was wrapping around your tits, too. Satoru got tentacles locking around his chest, squeezing so hard as to bring attention to Satoru’s pecs. Sensitive little Satoru started having the suckers of tentacles pluck at his nipples and the strongest sorcerer of the modern age turned into a whimpering mess.

The strongest sorceress of the modern age lost every thought in her head when all her holes got filled. A tentacle down your throat, one of the bigger ones thrusting inside your pussy, and another carefully pushing inside your ass. No prep. Even with the tentacles lubricated with something almost sweet, it burned. That just makes it better. Rough is the default setting when you three have sex. Gentleness only comes when you’ve all burned out that pent-up aggressive energy.

You and Satoru were okay with it, at first. That tentacle monster bursting onto the scene behind Suguru was like a wet dream come true. Hell, you didn’t even complain when Suguru propped himself up against the headboard with a book. None of you are a stranger to some edging.

Then, you and Satoru were two orgasms in, and the tentacles hadn’t budged. Suguru was making no move to do so, either. It’s become clear that Suguru’s affection is a double-edged sword. Suguru will spoil you and Satoru…and will turn right around and mercilessly abuse that gift to punish you both. Because Suguru knows how tactile you and Satoru are. You two crave touch, especially Suguru’s. To be denied it for so long…

Satoru’s lashes are clumped together from his tears. He’s overstimulated, exhausted, and silently begging Suguru with those shining blue eyes to end his suffering. You get pissy, though. The defiance and anger are meant to goad him because even a rough touch is still a touch.

“Ngh!”

Suguru isn’t falling for any of it. He snaps his fingers and the tentacles that he’d forced to stop moving about ten minutes ago start thrusting inside you. Satoru’s shout is muffled by the tentacle he’s been deepthroating. The tentacles go from zero to a hundred, pumping inside you at a pace that you both relish and aren’t ready for. Your eyes roll in the back of your head. Just before you come so hard that you’re convulsing and liquid gushes from your pussy, you feel the splatter of Satoru’s hot come across your thighs.

“Alright. No more playing.” Suguru gets on his knees, shuffling forward. He shoves his pants down in one fluid movement, his thick, massive cock slapping against his abdomen. He grips the base of it, holding it out in Satoru and your direct lines of sight. “Suck me off.” The tentacles in both your mouths slips away, leaving you and Satoru drooling and panting. “If you two can work together and make this real good for me, I’ll come in all your holes. How’s that sound, my loves?”

#my fic #jjk smut #satosugu #satosugu x reader #satosugu smut #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo smut #geto smut #jjk x reader #anime #reader insert #gojo satoru #geto suguru #jjk fanfic #tentacles #!!!!!!!

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sunny44 · 1 year

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New bra

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Girlfriend!reader

Warnings: mentions of sex, lingerie

Summary: Y/n bought a new set of lingerie and and decided to send a picture for her boyfriend.

After spending the day at the mall with my best friend to distract myself from the fact that I will not see my boyfriend for another week, I ended up buying many things including a new set of lingerie in red.

Obviously Charles will love the fact that it is this color and after I took a shower and put it on to see how it would look I had the idea of sending him a picture to see how he would react.

Charlie 💋

Baaaaaabe

Come here

I have a surprise for you

Charlie 💋

Hey baby girl

I'm here ready for my surprise

Are you alone?

Charlie 💋

Yes

Why?

I want your opinion on something

What do you think about this?

Charlie 💋

Holy fuck

Why? Just why?

Why did you have to send me this?

You don't like it?

Charlie 💋

That's the problem

I like it too much and know I'll have to take a cold shower and because of you I'm gonna get late for an important meeting

Okay so I'll never send this types of photo for you again

Charlie 💋

Don't do that

Keep sending

Just tell me before you do it

Well I'm going to take a shower and I'll talk to you later

Love you

Love you more Charlie

And I can't wait for you to get home so you can see this in person

Charlie 💋

Believe me I'll rip this off of you in the moment I get in the house

Wait for me wearing that

Whatever you want

See you ❤️

After this conversation the only thing I could do was laugh, but I knew that the moment he came home things would get really hot.

...

When he told me he was coming home I decided to prepare a special dinner for us but when he arrived he didn't even give me time to say anything, he just grabbed me and started kissing me.

"I really hope you are wearing that lingerie under this dress." He says kissing my neck.

"I'm not." He squeezes my ass harder. "But underneath this dress there is nothing."

"That’s even better." He whispers and places me on his lap leading me to our bedroom.

"Charlie" I moan softly as his hands run all over my body.

"Hmm?"

"Aren't we going to eat dinner?"

"I don’t know about you but I'm going to eat now." I started laughing as soon as he threw me on the bed.

...

"My gosh, I was starving.” I told him as soon as I warmed up the pasta I had made for our dinner.

I was wearing only panties and the Ferrari t-shirt that Charles was wearing when he arrived, and he was wearing black sweatpants and socks while eating.

"Me too." He says and I laugh since his face was dirty with sauce. "What?"

"Come here." He walked over to the other side of the countertop where I was standing and I ran my thumb across the corner of his mouth wiping it clean. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too." He gave me a kiss and smiled. "What do you say we take a romantic trip over the vacations?"

"I think that's a great idea." I gave him a kiss and we continued eating our dinner.

We spent the rest of the night on the couch watching movies covered in our blanket and after a while I had an idea, I told him I was going to get a charger for my cell phone but I actually went to put on the lingerie set I had bought for him.

"So?" He turns around and his eyes sparkled and a smile appeared on his face. "Do you think it looks better in person?"

"Absolutely." He says already standing up and I was still standing at the top of the stairs. "But I think I need to take a closer look before I can give my final answer."

He ran up, taking me in his lap, and once again we ended up in the bedroom.

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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hello~ how would zhongli be with a bunny hybrid reader that’s frequently in heat? i love your writing!

And I love you for loving my writing!

Pairing: Zhongli x Fem!Bunny!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, heat cycle, breeding kink, pregnancy mention, mating press, creampie, mating marks

A/N: I love getting Zhongli asks, he's such a hot man how can I not think about him all the time?

Being constantly in heat also means you being constantly in need for Zhongli to be close and touching you

Of course due to his work he can't exactly be around you all day as much as he would like to

Instead he lets you wear his shirts, and often nothing else, when you're in heat

Wait for him, he'll satisfy you as soon as he gets home, every need you have he'll take care of, take good care of you

There are some days when he lets you accompany him to work, "Just to be clear, me bringing you here does not mean a full day of sex. I know you need it darling, I can smell your lust. You could always help me finish faster you know. What, no wait- not like- hmn."

Ah but you can't help yourself, you need him, even if it's just a little taste of him

"No." He grips you by your hair and pulls you off his cock, "You will listen. You will behave. You're here because I wanted to give you a treat later. But you're not behaving as you should. Just for that I'm gonna make you squirm my darling. You clearly need to be taught a lesson in self control."

His lesson consisted of you having to sit perfectly still on the couch, with your hands where he could see them so he knows you're not doing anything with them

It was driving you insane, the burning ache between your legs that could only be satiated by Zhongli

He could see, and smell, how horny and desperate you were for him

When he finally set the pen down and stretched your ears perked up, "Alright." He snapped his fingers, "Come here my little bunny."

He put a lot of emphasis on the word my

You were in his lap in a hop and skip, your ass perfectly planted on his thighs, your legs spread and leaving a stain on his pants

"See? I knew you could listen. Oh look at my cute bunny. So needy that you're shaking." His hand closed around your tail and he gave it a tug, eliciting a high moan from you, "What do you need? Tell me what I can do for you."

Anything really. As long it involved his cock in any of your holes you'd take anything

Zhongli was strict sometimes but he wasn't cruel, he made you wait, now he wanted to make sure it was worth your while

His naked cock met your wet folds and you couldn't help but hump against him as you whimpered and moaned his name in increasingly higher tones

You've been teased enough, now he'll give you what you want, he'll bend you over the desk and breed you like the slutty woman you are, your his slut, his amusement, his fucktoy, his lover, his everything

And he makes sure you know it by the way he enters you in one smooth, hard thrust

You're already coming, so needy and bucking your hips back in search for more friction, "Hmm, what a good girl, welcoming my cock with an orgasm. I wonder just how many I can drag out of you before you're nothing but a hole for me to use and fuck." Zhongli was never much into talk like this but he discovered how much you like to be talked to like this so he was willing to compromise if you were

"I will make you feel so good, you're going to forget your own name by the time I'm done. But you'll still be coming and squeezing my cock because you need it so badly. Because that heat ridden brain of yours can't think about anything else." He keeps you in a state of constant orgasms, when one trails off another one is already building up again

He won't stop either, you're having just as much of an effect on him as he is on you

You feel his cock twitching and pulsing inside of you as he presses down on you to bite at your neck, his cum flooding and filling up your pussy again and again

He's not even soft for very long, even while he is he still keeps his cock snug inside your warmth, taking the time to kiss your neck, your back, to run his hands gently over your body and through your hair, "How was that darling? It is easier for you now? I'll keep going don't you worry, but you need to give your body a little break. I do not want to break you for real despite my words. Can you take it easy for me? You've seen what happens when you listen."

You hummed in delight and leaned into him

He slipped out of you for just a few seconds to turn you around and carry you onto the couch instead, during the short strides he managed to shove his cock right back in to which you reacted beautifully and laid your head against his chest as he sat down and let you take a break

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin smut #zhongli #zhongli x reader #zhongli imagines #zhongli smut #zhongli x female reader

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the-kr8tor · 3 months

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OKAY I JUST WANNA SAY IM NOW BIBLICALLY OBSESSED W COWBOY HOBIE

AND NOW I NEED COWBOY HOBIE DOING THE HAT RULE WITH THE READER THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGTH

This prompt got me giggling and kicking my legs 😍😍😍 thank you, ly ❤️

Pairing: Cowboy! Hobie Brown x fem! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, Cowboy AU, Western AU, CW drinking, CW suggestive, lovestruck Hobie, FLUFF.

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Watching you attempt to square dance is like watching a chicken run without its head.

Hobie watches you with a smile hidden behind his glass, amber liquid sloshing inside. It's his first glass of the night and he's sure he won't be needing another one when he's already drunk off of you. On any day he would've finished the entire drink in less than a minute or two, but his eyes and lips have been occupied with watching and smiling at your plucky dancing.

The bar is incredibly crowded, smoke from cigars invading his nostrils, music blaring in his ears. And the dance floor is completely full but that doesn't stop you from twirling all over the polished wooden floors; giggling and smiling at your friend who's trying her best to keep you from smacking someone on the face with your wild limbs. Hobie blames all the sugar from the sweet tea you've been consuming.

He places his glass next to your guarded ones, his palm never left the rim of it, determined to keep you safe. Chuckling, you make your way back to him, sweat covering your forehead, breathing heavily from all the dancing. Despite all these, the giddy smile on your lips never left.

“I'm back!” You stop in front of him, all smiles and skin warm. The yellow overhead lights make your eyes sparkle, like a man dying of thirst, he can't help but drink all of you.

“I can see that.” Hobie casually pulls you in by your jean belt loops, knees knocking on his own. “Had fun?” he looks at you through his lashes, eyes crinkling in the corners.

“Mm-hmm!” You nod fervently, he stops your movements with his hand on your jaw before you make yourself dizzy. Your cheeks are incredibly warm. “Thank you for bringing me here, neighbor.”

He chuckles deeply, eyes never leaving yours. “Shit, we're still on those terms after everythin’ we've been through? Do I have to make myself clearer or does velvet need to push us together again?”

“Making the horse do all the work again.” You click your tongue without malice. He has no idea how but he grins wider. Holding to the lapels of his old leather jacket, you lean closer to his touch.

“Dance with me? Please?” You blink your pretty eyes for emphasis.

Hobie cranes his neck closer to your face, breath fanning across your lips. You close your eyes, waiting for the sweetest thing to graze your lips.

“Nah.”

You open your eyes to a smirking Hobie, he takes a sip of his drink, teasing eyes staring at your flustered face.

You scoff, blinking rapidly. “The nerve.”

“I told you I don't dance.”

“Is that so?” With a burst of confidence and adrenaline still coursing through you, your hand flies quickly to his hat, taking it off from his head to place it on your own. “Look at me I'm Hobie Brown and I don't dance. See? That's you. Ridiculous, I know you can dance.”

Hobie closes his eyes for a second before downing his entire drink in one gulp. With an exhale, he squeezes your hips. “You'll be the death of me, love.” he flicks the brim of his hat to see your eyes better. “You have no idea what you've done do you?”

You smile sweetly, leaning closer, taunting him. “What if I do know? What are you gonna do, cowboy?”

For the first time since you've known Hobie, he stutters. “H-home, I'll go home” he clears his throat, composure coming back to his senses. “Maybe you'll join me. Only if you want to.”

“After everything we've been through,” You copy his own words. “do you think I'd say no?”

Hobie smiles, coiling his finger around your belt loops, leading you out of the crowded bar. His hat is still on your head, holding on to his wrist, you let him guide you.

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braidlottie · 25 days

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“mother” knows best.

pairing: stepmom!lottie x virgin!transmasc!reader

summary: after getting comforted by your stepmother, she thinks of a way to get rid of your stress.

tags: smut, nsfw, 18+ (minors dni), stepcest, age gap, reader is 19, lottie is in her 40s, comfort sex!!,, soft!mommy!lottie, sloppy kissing, virginity loss/first time, breast sucking, handjob, crying, corruption?,, charlotte is used instead of lottie, the niCKNAMES!,, if anyone is know irl sees this no you didn’t

wc: 1.2k

a/n: am i cooked?

unlocking the front door with your house keys, you finally step into your house, feeling so tired. it was only 8 pm and you were ready to crash. you were about to go upstairs when you heard a female voice that startled you. "ignoring me now, honey?" you didn't even notice your stepmother on the couch, reading a book.

"oh- sorry. i didn't see you sitting there." you apologized, and she just shook her head with a smile. "come sit down, honey," she patted the couch cushion next to her. "did your father let you use the car?"

you sat down and shook your head. "he told me he had to go to work early again. but i took the bus." charlotte gave you a look of disapproval, but you knew it was for your dad. "you know i don't like you taking the bus at night, let alone walking." even though she wasn't your birth mother, she still cared about you tremendously. "i'll talk to him later." she put her glasses on her head, taking a sip of her tea.

"you doing okay, sweetie? what's wrong?" a comforting hand wrapped around your waist. "rough day?"

you nodded, resting your head on her shoulder, trying not to doze off. "you know you can tell me. it's not good to keep what you're feeling bottled up inside." she patted your thigh, saying her second sentence a little quieter than the last.

"i was late to class because of the bus, and my professor gave us our essay grades, and mine was a 68, and i don't know why because i worked so hard on it and he won't even tell me what i did wrong. and i didn't have a chance to get any lunch because i had to study, and i'm so tired, mommy." your voice quivered at your last word, covering your teary eyes with the collar of your shirt.

"oh, honey..." she took her book out of her lap and put it on the coffee table, instantly taking you in your arms. "there you go. just cry, baby. let it all out for mommy." she rubbed your back, rocking you while you were hunched over her lap, crying into her lap.

you stopped after a few, wiping your eyes again with your t-shirt. you've never cried in front of your stepmother, but she made you feel so loved that you wanted to cry even more. she pulled your shirt off your face, wiping your eyes with her soft hands. they were cold as well, cooling down your face.

"you're such a hardworking boy, you know that?" charlotte brings you closer, running a hand over your hair. "and such a smart boy.. and a good boy." she gave you a kiss on the temple, shushing your faint whine. "i think you need to relax a bit, hmm?" her hand slowly shifted up your thigh, making you squirm.

she wiped what was left of your tears, and kissed you on the cheek, the corner of her lips touching yours. your heart jumped at the feeling, staring back at her big eyes.

she went in for another kiss, planting one directly on your lips. you couldn't help but break the kiss, trying to catch your breath from the sudden connection. "charlotte... we shouldn't." she could tell you were flustered but scared of getting caught. "this- this is kinda wrong, don't you think?"

"not to me, darling. i just wanted to cheer my boy up, mommy can't do that? can you let mommy help you?" her voice was like velvet, but you couldn't give in. "what about dad?"

"he won't know if we don't tell him, right?" she nodded and you followed her action innocently. “now, c’mon. you gonna give me another kiss?”

you hesitantly nodded before sitting up to peck her on the lips. when you pulled away, she snickered, taking her glasses off her head. “what? what did i do?” you panicked, thinking you did something wrong.

“that’s your kiss? really?” you shrugged and looked down, playing with the thread on your jeans. lottie realized that she upset you and immediately apologized. “oh- i didn’t mean it like that, sweetie. have you ever kissed someone before?”

you looked up at her, shaking your head. it was silent for a second before she spoke again. “..have you ever had sex?” she watched you shake your head again, feeling herself get covered in goosebumps.

“that’s perfectly fine, honey. you’re still young.” her smile grew bigger by the second at your answer. “just relax.” she whispered, hands rubbing up and down your tensed shoulders. she kissed you once more, smirking when she felt your lips melt against yours. “good boy...” her voice was deep but soothing as she chuckled softly, slipping her tongue into your mouth.

she guided your hand to her breast, giving you permission to fondle them. “you know you want to. shy boy.” she teased. you bit your lips, hand trembling as you pulled down the collar of her v-neck, watching her nipple pop out from the cloth. you look up at her, mouth agape.

“use your mouth, baby. c’mon,” she pushed your head closer, feeling your breath on her breast. you kissed the perked bud before swirling your tongue around it, getting a sharp exhale out of your stepmother. her hand rested on the back of your neck, knowing she had you wrapped around her finger.

her hand found the zipper of your jeans, managing to unbutton as well with her other hand on your head. you felt the cold air touch your thighs, squeezing your legs together with a faint whimper. “i don’t bite, pumpkin. open those sweet legs for mommy, hm?” she coaxed, tapping your thighs. she pushed your head back into her nipple, moaning as you latch back on.

you let charlotte tug your pants and boxers down to your ankles, the pads of her fingers swirling around the head of your t-dick. “there’s my boy. just feel good for mommy.” you gasped, letting go from her breast to moan, resting your head back against the couch. your squirms made her put an arm around your waist, feeling yourself get dizzier by the second.

“mama, mama,” you sob, the pressure in your stomach worsening. you try to repeat the phrase again, but only make out a slurred mumble. “shh, shh… oh baby… can’t even think of the right words to say to mommy. are you so close? i can tell you’re right on the edge for mama.”

her words sent a shiver up your snipe, body jerking forward as you came against her fingers. you left quiet the mess, squirting into your clothes, charlotte’s hand, and the edge of the couch.

“good boy. such a good little boy for mommy.” she pulled away from your tdick, holding you close as you came down from your first orgasm. “he’s gonna see the stain, mommy. on the couch.” you whined, scared that your father would find out about your night once he came home.

“shhh, baby. let mommy take care it, okay? c’mon, i’ll run you a bath and clean it up before he gets back. i promise, honey.” she took your jeans off your ankles, and pulled your boxers up, helping you off the couch. you nodded, knowing you could trust her with anything. “that’s my boy, mommy loves you so much.”

you could tell she really meant it, squeezing your hand tight before pulling you into a hug, giving you the affection you’ve always wanted and needed.

taglist: @t4tnat @jaywritessometimes @girltwinklater @kessellluvr @lotties-ashwagandha @shipmanisms

#yellowjackets #yellowjackets x reader #lottie matthews #lottie matthews x reader #lottie x reader #lottie matthews smut #adult lottie #stepmom!lottie #adult!lottle #lottie yellowjackets #lottie mathews x reader #charlotte matthews

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patrophthia · 1 year

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dresses and fish baits | regulus black

pairing: regulus black x reader

genre: fluff !! established relationships, humor, crack, bickering, regulus likes spoiling his s/o, tooth rottenly sweet, not beta read, we die like reggie

wc: 590

originally posted on AO3: 13/03/2022

"what are you reading?" regulus asked, taking the opposing from her at her house' table.

"a magazine," she answered easily, dropping it on the table for him to see.

regulus pursed his lips, eyes stuck on the page she was previously reading. on it was a designer dress with the price tag of over three thousand pounds.

"do you like it?" he asked slowly, buttering up his toast.

"do i like it?" she said incredulous, "reg, i would make you sell your soul for it."

regulus bit into his toast, chewing on it for a few second before her words caught up to him. "make me sell my soul?"

"yeah." she stirred her tea with a tea spoon thoughtfully. "that's what boyfriends are for, selling their soul for a designer dress their girlfriend likes."

"hmm," he hummed adorably,"do you want it?"

"did you not hear what i just said?"

regulus turned bashfully, his onyx falling onto his forehead, he shifted back to her, eyeing her curiously. "what size do you wear?"

"no," she said firmly, already knowing what he was thinking, "regulus, that dress is like—"

"i can afford it." he cut in.

"no."

"no?" he asked slowly.

"no," she repeated, "i'm not letting you sell your soul for the dress."

"you're contradicting your own words, sweetheart.” he pointed out. “and if its any consolation, i do not need to sell my soul for that dress.”

she only shook her head, firmly stating. "you are not buying me that dress."

•••

there was a knock on regulus' door, barty —who was the closest to the door, got up and opened the door. he let her in upon recognizing her, complimenting her on her outfit.

"reg," she began slowly, sitting herself down on her boyfriend's bed. regulus turned from his seat, dropping his quill to give her his full attention. "how did you find out what size i wore?"

"i know some people." by some people he meant her dorm mates who —she definitely suspected, had snuck into her her wardrobe and fed him the information he needed. there was a glint in his eyes, glittering brightly. a small smile tugged at his lips. "that looks better on you than it did on the model."

"thank you?" god, why can't slytherin men give out compliments like other men do. "i can't just take this though, it'll take some times for me to save up but i'll pay you back, i promise."

regulus frowned, the face of elegance still. "it's a gift, chère, i'm not taking your money."

"then you can have it back."

"no." his frowned deepens. "it's yours. you're not giving it back to me, i won't be prancing around wearing that thing anyways, and i definitely will not be taking your money."

"regulus." she had planned to argue with him even further but the look he had made her shut up, knowing that he would be persistent about the dress being hers. she sighed, switching the topic.

there was something else her friends had been gossiping about anyways, a trick question they’d ask their significant others just for the fun off it. it wouldn’t hurt if she joined in, right?

"would you still be with me if i was a worm?"

barty must’ve overheard, cackling loudly at her words. regulus’s lips twitched upwards, making his mood change immediately. “no.”

he decided to take it even further when she pouted at him, feigning upset. “i would use you as a bait for fish. maybe then, worm you would be useful.”

#regulus black imagines #regulus black x reader #regulus black x yn #regulus black fluff #regulus black humor #regulus black scenarios #regulus black x female reader #regulus black x you #regulus x reader #regulus x yn #regulus black fanfiction #🧳: my writing

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miya-akane · 10 months

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ho, can I request a headcannon for Jingyuan, Blade, Caelus and Luocha with a dramatic s/o. Like someone when the exam week end be like “I ALREADY SAW THE LIGHT OF THE END, THE SATAN, THE JESUS, BUT NEVER A HELL IN FORMAT OF A PAPER”?

Jingyuan, Blade, Caelus and Luocha with a dramatic s/o

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a/n:i must say, this request is very fun to write! I hope you'll enjoy it too zhuwang! And sorry i make it a scenario instead but i think this'll fits better.

context: jingyuan, blade, caelus and luocha x dramatic! s/o (separate) (s/o is kinda childish)

tw:cursing?

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*chuckles*"Dear it's just a paper"

"JUST A PAPER?! Jingyuan. My love. Darling. These papers could fry my brain off."

(okay for context, you're the general assistant. And now you guys need to do some paperwork bit you know it's too much that you think you're starting to lose your mind)

"AHHHHH WHY THERE'S SO MANY OF THEM? That's it I'm dead now. Goodbye honey. You're on your own now." *fake faints*

"Oh dear. Seems like you've already on your end now. Alright then" he picked you up. "We're taking a break okay?"

(name) magically revived now "Really?! You're the best! Could we get some ice cream?"

jingyuan chuckled. "You're just like a little child. Very easy to entertain."

"Hey! But you love this child, don't you?"

"Of course I do dear. Now let's get you some ice cream shall we?"

"You're overreacting."

"Overreacting!? Blade, IM NOT KIDDING THE SUN COULD MELT ME TILL I TURNED INTO A PUDDLE YOU KNOW?!"

"Yet you don't. So let's get going"

"Bladeeee, bladieee please why do I need to tag along?"

"Because elliot ordered you to. Now hurry up"

(Oh what's this? Blade and his fellow stellaron hunter lover is going out on a mission but his beloved don't wanna go out cause it's too hot outside?(honestly very relatable))

"But it's too hot~ I couldn't move any faster than now"

"Tch..(name) darling, aren't you an ice user? You could use your power to cool yourself down."

"And you're a wind user so that mean you could provide me with some cool air so please? "

"Alright fine." He uses his power to help you cool down a little. "There all better now?"

"Very! Now let's go beat some asses love!"

"..we're just going to investigate some people not beat them.."

"Haha,I understand you're tired but we need to get going. Pom pom said that the train is about to depart. We don't wanna them to leave us right?"

"CAELUS! HOW COULD YOU LAUGH AT MY MISERY!? I thought you love me but not anymore i guess.." (name) fake cries.

(Oh my what now? You're crying cause you can't stand walking anymore. I mean i understand you cause you've been walking with caelus everywhere he goes since you're trailblazing with him)

"E-eh?! Babe don't cry! You know what?" He picked you off your feet, carrying you princess style. "This is better right?"

"Eehh?! Caelus!! Put me down this instant!"

"Why so? You said you're tired of walking right? So carrying you is better right. Since we're running late now"

"Y-yeah but you can't just-! Ugh i don't know what to say but just.. Please don't make me fall"

"I thought you've already fall for me?"

"Shut up you raccoon! Just go okay?!"

*chuckles* "Love you too baby~"

"I can't see why you're complaining love."

"WHY I'M COMPLAINING?! LU WE'VE BEEN TOGETHER FOR A LONG TIME AND YOU DON'T KNOW YOUR S/O IS ALLERGIC TO PAPERS?! im hurt"

"I can't say allergic is the right word...you're just trying to run away from responsibilities aren't you?"

"...i can't say that's wrong but-!"

(interesting, now luocha and his s/o needs to fill a long ass form to continue their journey? Damn i felt sorry for (name), those paper could make me cry too)

"No buts, we need to fill this form to continue our journey so why don't you fill your part?"

"But why there's too many papers like?! How long is this form honestly?!"

"Hmm..around 30 pages?"

"3O FREAKING PAGES?! That's it, lu. THESE PAPERS ARE THE REINCARNATION OF LUCIFER I SWEAR- IT'S SO TORTURING AND I NEED TO READ AND FILL THE BLANKS"

"It's just a simple task"

"NO IT'S NOT LU"

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another a/n:this turned out more hilarious that i imagined

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xxsycamore · 7 months

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"I can't have sex with you Arthur, I don't have enough diamonds!!"

Arthur Conan Doyle x f!Reader • rating: M (MDNI) • tags: Breaking the Fourth Wall; Crack; Implied Sexual Content; Suggestive Themes • wordcount: 580 • masterlist

a/n: I've had this crack fic idea since FOREVER, but I think it's relatable at any given time... Tagging @ikemendood for crack content 👉🏻👈🏻

It has been one of these days, when it feels like you and Arthur have been locked in the universe of some kind of action movie. Bizzare and dramatic things have been happening all day long, some that led to miscommunications between you but quickly got resolved with the power of love...

Naturally, eager as you both are to once again prove your love for each other, things begin to get heated at the end of the day.

And then you gasp panically in realization.

"I don't have enough dia for the epilogue!!"

You find yourself pushed down on the bed, but in the last second you manage to block Arthur with your hands so he can't get on top of you yet.

"Hmm?~What did you say, Luv? You know, I've been waiting to have you sprawled under me allll day..."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, and you let out an agonizing whine at having to disobey your own need. You turn to your side and reach for your cellphone that has been charging on the nightstand.

Arthur blinks, still perplexed that you're using this thing at all. While you could charge it just fine, he wondered what you're using it for in this day and age.

Not to mention at a time like that. While he's right there, ready to devour you.

"Dear?"

You appear to be tapping hurriedly on the thing, blue light illuminating your face as some strange music is produced from the bizarre piece of technology. Without looking at your lover, you struggle to mutter an answer.

"It's- You wouldn't understand."

Arthur remains frozen in his place, observing as the screen flashes, your fingers dancing on it. He sees... test tubes aligned on the screen. They're ...filled with different colored liquid?

You rush to sort them by color as if you're being held at gunpoint. Arthur has never been so confused in his life.

"Luv, you're right, I don't understand. But you could just say if you don't feel in the mood for-"

"NO! I MUST GET THE EPILOGUE AND HAVE SEX WITH YOU TONIGHT!"

"...?"

The sultry conclusion, the epilogue of your day spent together, he figures. His writer's vocabulary might be rubbing off on you. That's kind of endearing, but...

Arthur sits down on his haunches perplexed. Is this some strange form of bedroom roleplay you're introducing him to?

"I must have you, Arthur, I even saw the preview and it was so hot-"

"The preview? You're saying you had a naughty dream about us making love and you want to see it come true? Dirty girl..."

Arthur's distracting words make you mess up in your game, and you have to restart the level. Just a few more and the game will give you a reward in diamonds, then all you need to do would be to watch those annoying daily ads and then it should be enough...

Seeing that his dirty talk has no effect on you, Arthur sighs and moves away from his position. Instead, he lies down next to you, becoming your big spoon as he looks over your shoulder at the game you're so consumed in, seeing that you're not going to pay him any attention before you're done with it.

"It's some kind of puzzle game, isn't it? Maybe you should leave it to me, Luv... in the meantime, why don't you tell me more about that 'preview' you saw of our intimate time together, hmm?"

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gutouhua · 2 years

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tags. monster!capitano x reader / monsterfucking, oral (f. receiving), edging (sort of), cum swallowing, not edited just word vomit

no thoughts just thinking of capitano absolutely abusing the hell out of your pussy with his long ass tongue, his sharp teeth biting into your soft thighs. and being a masochist, it only sets you off even more.

at first he starts off with a light hand, softly feeding his tongue in and out of your pussy -- not too deep -- he keeps his movement shallow because he wants you to beg before he goes any deeper.

"c-capitano!" you whimper, as he forks his tongue back and forth, curling inwards sometimes, but it's not deep enough.

he's holding your thighs apart with a strong grip and when you feel his tongue pass your clit, feather-light before he sucks the bud with a long inhale, you almost cum until you hear a sharp command accompanied by a nip of his teeth to your inner thigh.

"not yet."

at this point, you're bucking against his face, thighs squeezing his faces, and he feels like he could die a happy man between your legs, but you haven't cummed yet. and he couldn't go without giving you your pleasure.

"w-when," you ask shakily, panting from a mixture of exertion and lust. your cheeks are hot and your eyes are heavy with desire and if capitano was a better man, he would've given in to you. after all, who wouldn't give in to their goddess?

but he was not.

he was a sinner.

and sinners wrung pleasure out of their goddesses. they did not give it freely.

"use your words, love, so i can lick this pretty cunt," he murmurs against your wet folds, the vibrations causing you to arch and push closer to his face, seeking the friction and penetration you needed so badly to cum. "i can't give you what you want if you don't use your words. we need consent, and you're a smart girl right, hmm?" he starts circling your clit with a long finger, his usually long nails cut short just for you.

consent. you shut your eyes tightly, remembering the first time you met him. you'd gone on and on about consent and whatnot since he'd stolen a kiss from you, and now it seemed like every time before you were about to cum, he'd bring that up and ask for your explicit permission.

he was a menace.

but you always gave in to him. and judging by the smirk that graced his savage features, he knew exactly what he was doing.

you squirm against him, almost humping his face at this point, before the need to cum was too great. "capitano, p-please! please make me...please make me cum, mhm--"

no sooner do those words leave your lips does he stuff all seven inches of his tongue inside you. you let out a gasp at the fullness -- it doesn't feel quite as full as when he'd stuff you with his cock, but the way he moves his tongue and his circling finger over your clit was enough to set you off immediately.

you feel yourself spasm around his tongue and cum so fiercely that hot liquid gushes out and makes a mess of his face. capitano opens his mouth wide, tongue outstretched, and makes sure to swallow every last drop -- much to your mortification.

"i keep telling you not to do that!" you swat him lightly as he continues to hold your cunt to his face, peppering tiny kitten licks to your still-quivering folds.

he smiles widely, revealing sharp teeth and a predatory glare.

"but you just taste so good. i can't help it."

#capitano #capitano x reader #capitano x y/n #capitano smut #genshin smut #genshin capitano #fatui #fatui smut #fatui harbringers #harbringers #capitano x you #genshin impact smut #capitano genshin #the captain #monster!capitano

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adelarsims · 2 months

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OC QUESTIONNAIRE: IVO

thank you @simarcana for the tag :)

if any of you wanted to know ivo a little better, here's your chance.

hello, my dear. i believe we never met... i'm the spellweaver here at the Academia, and a substitute librarian for the time being, until they find someone else for the job. so... in which capacity i may be of help?

NAME: that would depend on who you see in front of you right now, me or the... oh. then just ivo is more than enough, there is no need to stand on ceremony ~

NICKNAME: with such a short name as mine, no one really called me anything else. if you don’t count common words of endearment, but i don't think that counts.

GENDER: ...hmm. that made me think. i’m used to think of myself as a man, but when i imagine being offered a different opinion, it doesn’t feel alien or make me uncomfortable either... there's always something yet to be discovered about ourselves, isn't it.

STAR SIGN: Pisces, but you might not find it very fitting anymore, now that i... oh, apologies, i got a little distracted for a moment.

HEIGHT: i never bothered measuring my own height exactly. probably a little over 180 barefoot, a little under 190 on heels... why would that be important? i assure you, 171-cm-on-heels worth of the Grand Sage in a bad mood can be much scarier. ah, you want me to get you this book from the upper shelf? in that case, my dear, how about i teach you a little beckoning spell if you have the time? it will come in handy when i’m not around to help. ~

ORIENTATION: there was a time when i preferred one gender over all others. now i prefer not to prefer either. that is just for the best for everyone. i’m truly sorry if you asked out of... personal interest, my dear.

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: i’m afraid even i don't have the answer. i was here for as long as i can recall, but my childhood memories are rather... hazy. it was definitely warmer than here though, that much i remember.

FAVORITE FRUIT: peach, the juicier the better. even imagining it in my hand, its fuzzy skin is warm from the sun, juice streaming down my fingers and palm and staining my sleeve... ah, it almost makes me feel the taste in my mouth.

FAVORITE SEASON: summer. cold and damp weather can be very hard to endure, it takes a huge toll on my mind and body alike.

FAVORITE FLOWER: a whole field of forget-me-nots. and the apple tree blossoming in the warmest month of spring. it’s not something you could pluck for your amusement and put in a vase... you can only appreciate it and step away, carrying this moment of peace in your heart.

FAVORITE SCENT: oh, you know these thick, spicy scents that are an essential part of every tiny store that sells all kinds of fake occult knick-knacks impressionable young humans are so obsessed with? yeah, this scent. it’s just... so nostalgic for some reason.

COFFEE, TEA, or HOT CHOCOLATE: i much prefer pomegranate wine, my dear, but alas, now that i’m not allowed to drink alcohol anymore... it would be linden and melissa herbal tea. aside from its mild taste and soothing qualities, another great thing about it is that it never becomes tart even if you forget about it for a long time... however, i would also never say no to a cup of hot chocolate in a pleasant company ~

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: more than nine, preferably. sadly, i’m rarely given that luxury. everyone always needs something here, and you can't really say no when it's the Grand Sage who's asking, now can you?

DOGS or CATS: neither, my... guest doesn’t like animals. or, rather, they do not like to be in my presence anymore. why are you looking at me like that? i thought professor Ember warned you about... i see. apologies for confusing you then. at any rate, if i have to choose, then cats. a cat sleeps for twenty hours a day and wouldn't give me any trouble, while having a dog demands too much physical activity for my taste.

DREAM TRIP: anywhere warm, my dear. (...where i really want to go is to go back in time and make a different decision, one i won’t be regretting for the rest of my days, but...) oh, i look sad? these cold stones just aren’t good for my morale. winter this year was awfully long.

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: indefinite. nothing better for the night than making a warm cozy nest out of thick fluffy blankets. the flip side is that the warmer and cozier your blanket nest is, the more heartbreaking it is to leave it in the morning.

RANDOM FACT: there’s a belief among academia students that if you jump across the hall all the way to the statue of the First Sage on just one leg the day before the exam, and throw the note with your request, and the note stays in the statue’s hands, you will get an A+ without trying. no, no, not lazy, most of them prepare for exams anyway... it’s more of a tradition now. sometimes they write completely unrelated things. poems, love confessions to each other... someone even begged the statue to make professor Ember have a crush on them, poor soul. how do i know all that? whose responsibility it is to retrieve all these notes from the statue, you think?

tagging @kisica-plays, @pralinesims for OC you didn't answer this for, @agena87, @adoringsentiment, @kri-babe, @puppycheesecake and anyone who sees this and suddenly wants to hop on that train

#s:ivo #adelar’s storytime #adelar shows imaginary people #simblr #ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 character

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carionto · 5 months

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Humans and Boredom VI

Music is everywhere in the Galaxy.

All it takes is the simplest sense of rhythm, and a feeling. What that feeling is can be anything, from a total lack of feeling - true idleness, to the most profound and personal emotional states that no other will ever truly understand;

the rush from being on the prowl, amping yourself and your compatriots up by the sheer act of marching forward, to a mother's quiet tapping of a finger on the table, waiting for an answer, hoping it doesn't come, knowing what it will be when it inevitably does.

Repetition brings comfort, at least in the sense you what will come next. Whether it is something of a reassurance during troubling times, or excitement for joining along with everyone else during celebration, having some certainty of what comes next is incredibly powerful and essential for life.

What we could not predict is what we saw when we arrived at one of our moons Humanity offered to clean up after a small skirmish between some locals and pirates. An OCC ship had been tagging along this military escort. We know of the Orbital Cleaner Crews, their reputation, while only recent in Galactic circles, is unparalleled, so we gladly accepted their offer.

Now, this moon has an atmosphere. It's highly toxic and the surface is almost nothing but dust, so it has been deemed uninhabitable. It's only function, really, is the light tidal effect it produces for it's host planet, which is more or less just a farm and resort and retirement hotspot (with some secret military bases, but don't tell anyone).

Not long after leaving the OCC to do it's thing, we got a call from planetside about strange lights appearing on the moon at night. What the OCC were doing, or more specifically, the active cleaner currently on their 8 hour shift, flinging bits of space pirate ship debris at the moon. What the hell?

"It's fine, you said nothing lives down there, right? And we don't get a lot of atmosphere jobs, so I'm making the most of it. The air isn't bad enough to melt the drones I sent down there, and I've been, let's say, working on my magnum opus. Here, have a listen to yesterdays sample."

What she played was music. I think Humans call it jazz, with a mixture of symphony, and... heavy metal? A fascinating combination, and some of the notes were intense and booming. It did not sound like any instrument we had heard Humans use before, though it did remind us of a few Groh'rani bands, but that's just how their mouths learn to work in the upper lowland dialect.

"You're looking at it."

What?

"The moon and debris! Most people wouldn't think it, but based on the material composition, speed, angle and point of contact, orbital debris makes a lot of different sounds.

That sample specifically used: a triple impact of cockpit chairs; two laser batteries colliding a few meters above the surface; a hallway hitting the ground with its flat bottom first; another hallway whistling by as it shoots down open hatch first, the drone inside picked up some wicked air noises, didn't survive the direct crash though, would've loved to get the inside boom; and a barrage of twenty four diced up hull plates striking at quarter second intervals."

Hmm, well, that's certainly... creative use of available resources. And not breaking any laws or regulations either, huh.

"If you don't mind, I've still got some work to do. I'm in no rush with the piece though, the release is years away. I still need more low notes from carrier and larger ship impacts, plus it takes a lot of time to get authorization to get a planetcracker for a private job. I have to know what sound matter of all kind makes when those massive gravity hooks slowly squeeze and expand them. Man, I can't even imagine. So excited for when that paperwork goes through!"

Right, we'll leave you to it then.

Bye.

#humans are space orcs #humans are space australians #humans are space oddities #humans are deathworlders #humanity fuck yeah #carionto

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jackhues · 5 months

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you're not slick - angel's world

NOTE: this takes place during dec/2023 - march/2024

this is a series/interactive au, so feel free to send in any ideas/requests/thoughts you have about this!angel's world au masterlist!!

PART ONE || PART TWO || PART THREE|| PART FOUR || PART FIVE || PART SIX - SMAU (COMING SOON)

verstappen!twin reader x mat barzal ,, f1xhockey

angel.verstappen

liked by redbullracing, scuderiaferrari, lilymhe_ & others

angel.verstappen: life lately :)

landonorris: look at mother slay -> angel.verstappen: i love you son

charles_leclerc: hmm those shoes are not familiar to me -> angel.verstappen: they're not supposed to be

max.verstappen1: what is going on -> angel.verstappen: go away or i'll block you

danielricciardo: my eyes must be deceiving me because there's no way that's a man -> alex_albon: i am so confused rn

userone: WHO IS IT??

usertwo: it's barzy, i'm calling it -> userthree: he can't dress like that? -> user two: it's called the ✨ girlfriend effect ✨

redbullracing: i assume you're not too busy frolicking and you'll make it to the vegas gp -> angel.verstappen: first tell max to stop bullying me -> christianhorner: max stop bullying your sister -> userfour: HE'S LITERALLY THEIR DAD 😭

titobeauvi91: well well well 👀 -> angel.verstappen: blocked.

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THE KOOL KIDZ (+ ONE OLD MAN 👴) charles, angel, daniel, max, lando, alex

charlie alright ange who's the guy

dannyricc we all saw him don't even try to play dumb

maxie stop leaving us on read and answer

son am i gonna have a dad?

angel i will introduce you to him when i want it's a boyfriend not the end of the world

alex but who's the boyfriend? we want to know

charlie i NEED to know ange i will spam you and you know that

angel charlie i will block you and you know that

charlie i'll show up at ur house

maxie even christian wants to know he's been bugging me for twenty minutes lia who is it??

angel you guys will learn eventually for now it's a hockey player and if things get serious serious you will all meet him

alex bring him to vegas

son I'M MEETING DAD AT VEGAS

dannyricc as the only adult angel bring him to vegas

angel ohmygod.

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angel.verstappen

liked by arthur_leclerc, redbullracing, barzal97 & others

tagged: schecoperez, charles_leclerc, maxverstappen1, landonorris, & oscarpiastri

angel.verstappen: vegas baby

landonorris: mother doing mother things -> angel.verstappen: son supporting mother doing mother things

charles_leclerc: i like that picture, send it to me -> angel.verstappen: sent bubba -> userone: anyone find it weird how close she is to charles... like he's pierre's best friend -> usertwo: she's dating charles i'm calling it! -> userthree: y'all need to calm down 😭 she's known charles longer than she's known pierre liked by angel.verstappen & charles_leclerc

danielricciardo: it was nice to meet the mister -> angel.verstappen: he says it was nice to meet you too

userfour: WHO IS HE??

userfive: checo looks so cute in this pic -> angel.verstappen: checo always looks cute

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THE KOOL KIDZ (+ ONE OLD MAN 👴) charles, angel, daniel, max, lando, alex

charlie well he was much nicer than i expected

angel did you expect me to pick an asshole

charlie yes

dannyricc yes

maxie yes

alex yes

son yes

angel charlie he's ur bsf

charlie he was still an asshole to you

son i like dad he's my new bestie right after mom

maxie i don't like him

angel we all know that

dannyricc we also know that's a lie

charlie yeah you love him

maxie i'm blocking all of you

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barzal.97

liked by charles_leclerc, titobeauvi97, marner_93 & others

barzal.97: it's been a minute

userone: NAHH THEY'RE NOT SLICK

usertwo: THAT'S ANGEL I KNOW IT

userthree: who took my mans?

titobeauvi97: nice stars -> barzal.97: thanks i drew them

userfour: who's angel?? why's everyone saying she's with my mans?? -> userone: angel verstappen is max verstappen's twin. he's an f1 driver. angel's made her own name by creating a fashion line called l'acadia. everyone thinks they're dating bcz they've been seen together and have been teasing a partner on their account for a while

charles_leclerc: are those crocs? -> barzal.97: blocked. -> userfive: NAHH THIS IS ABSOLUTELY INSANEEE

#angel's world! au #naqia's au's!#mathew barzal imagines #mathew barzal imagine #mathew barzal #mathew barzal blurb #mathew barzal ig edit #mathew barzal smau #formula one imagine #formula one racing #formula 1 #formula one #formula one edit #ig edit #hockey instagram au #insta edit #instagram edit

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drippingmoon · 2 months

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Another Get to Know Me

Tags courtesy of @sleepy-night-child and @splashinkling aaand thanks a lot you two, I loved seeing yours🤩❤

a band you don't like that many others do

Hmm. I'm not really keeping up with people's music tastes anymore (except for you guys). But in middle school, everyone was obsessed with Panic! At the Disco, while I just couldn't vibe with them, so I was mildly worried I'd get defenestrated for it. I didn't, though the chairs did (my class was unique in that they'd slingshot chair seats out of the window by thing them with curtain beads, and they'd kinda just peacefully swing in and out till recess was over)

least favorite animal and why

Nightfriend, I feel like you're making me commit sins (though not really since insects are animals, but it does not feel so??), soo, I raise you: earwigs. Like. My Good Sir. Was there any need for you to grow pincers on your arse to look like you're gonna pull my brain through my ears? No? So please.

hot fandom take

I don't really have any. My fandoms have always been veeery small, even limited to one person (me. Waving, hello!), I'll just hand everyone hot tea and chill🍵

do you wear any jewelry, if so, what's your favorite piece

Not a jewelry person. I did use to have a kitty brooch... but the thing with brooches is, they are perfect for self-poking especially when you're so naturally inclined, so I gave it up.

a movie others liked that you didn't

Ouch, I'm really so out of touch with movies, and these days I'm watching what's very much not popular with people (except for Interstellar. Interstellar is baby). Probably any of the Pride and Prejudice adaptations, I had to go through them for a course, and you couldn't pay me to sit down with them again.

three things you love about yourself

*sees the question and shakes it like a snow globe*

These things so do not come naturally to me. Probably because I'm the type never to think if I can do something and just act, so pride just feels like spur-of-the-moment joy. Though, I'm really starting to think that's just what pride is.

Perfect, actually! So, that I just do stuff, probably my ability to entertain myself, and that I refuse to let life feel like a race. I'm here for the journey.

a place you hope to visit in the future and why

Iceland! Iceland! At night! When I can finally see all the stars, and very importantly, it'll be that delicious shade of freezing, and SNOW! I miss biiig snows so much!! And I want to share it all with my best friend🥰💜💙🥂

an actor that gets on your nerves and why

Am I supposed to know names?

things you're excited about in the near future

Ooooh, you find out like this I'm a bit of fraud come next week. I have goals to put an ungodly amount of chilli in the puff pastries I'll make next week, mostly because I wanna see for myself how painful it can get😈 and, oh, a lot of very awkward and very hilarious dancing, but with how silly it is, it energizes me like nothing else. (And it's still leaps and bounds classier than the 1967 Far From the Madding Crowd adaptation of Troy's... fencing mating rituals. Why was I made to watch that with mine eyes🤣🤣)

least favorite ship in a fandom you're in

I'm in a fandom? Since when? Jokes aside, probably Tomoyo and Kurogane from CLAMP's Tsubasa Reservoir, because HELL NO. Tomoyo crushes hard on Sakura, and you just can't separate Kurogane from Fai. You can't. It'd cost him an arm and maybe a leg also this time.

what's the most toxic fandom you've been in

Oh no, I just make some tea and detox whenever it's the case. I am not a social person, so it helps

list three things you find beautiful about life

Hnnngh, getting to talk to someone in the wee hours of the night when it feels really special, the wind and how it'll numb my fingers but rekindle everything else in me, and how you can grow to love so many things you wouldn't even have thought about before. I love being surprised by time.

any dreams for the future

My personality is such that, from time to time, I just won't dare make a sound from fear they'll just slip through my fingers. I am taught to wait and see.

But this is the rest of the time, SO

I WANT TO KEEP WRITING FOR THE REST OF MY DAYS, AND NEVER FORGET THE THRILL AND JOY OF WATCHING MY STORIES DEVELOP BEYOND MY WILDEST IMAGINATION, OO-RAH!😍👏👏🤺

how are you feeling today

A bit like someone's stomped on my face (sleep; my fault, this time, but the lack of required hours keep me hostage), but also? Energized. Ready to go. And I absolutely never rest😈

These were really pleasant, so if anyone wants to hop on and grab some tea🍵, I'm keeping this tag open for you! I love talking😊

#tag games

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