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xiax · 1 year

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#"will you eat me out?"

;feat. xiao, diluc, + itto/afab!reader

;cw. cunnilingus

a/n. i like comfortable intimacy don't look at me

all characters presumed to be 18+. minors do not interact.

! XIAO

you both got home late from a commission, getting caught in a thunderstorm and effectively getting soaked to the bone.

the second you both stepped into his room at the inn, you began stripping yourselves of your wet clothes.

xiao plopped on the bed, folding his arms under his head as he relaxed. you paused you toweling of your skin to gaze at him.

he was still nude, strong muscles flexing with every minute movement he made. the position of his arms made his biceps flex and you found yourself clenching your thighs together.

"hey, xiao...?" you ask, approaching him carefully.

he peeked a single eye open to glare at you, though it held no heat to it.

"i was just wondering," you climbed onto the bed beside him, jostling him a bit, "will you eat me out?"

he heaves a sigh and you can't help but grin. because even though he acts like it's an annoying request, the way his cock twitches lets you know that he thinks anything but that.

in a flash, he has you pinned beneath him and he's carefully slinking down your body, tossing your legs over his shoulders before absolutely devouring you.

he keeps his heated glare focused on your face when he dips his tongue down to your entrance, prodding at it until your hips jolt st the feeling. he ferociously suckles your clit, lapping at the bud and positively drooling all over your cunt.

you're a mess within seconds, squirming and crying out while you tug recklessly at his hair.

"oh! xiao!" you cry, not caring about how lewd you sound, "that feels so good! you're so good!"

"shut up," he snaps, but his cheeks flush red under your praise.

he doesn't give you a chance to tease him, however, because he's swallowing your swollen clit into his hot mouth again.

the sounds of him eating you out is wet and lewd, loud squelching and his heated gasps for air every time he needs breath.

he's diligent in the way he works you to orgasm, salivating at the mere prospect of having your sweet, creamy cum fill his mouth. his cock is throbbing, painfully hard but you requested him to eat you out and he was going to finish you before he even thought about his own selfish pleasure.

he moaned, a sympathetic sound that he had no control over, as your back arched, chanting that you were cumming and thanking him so prettily for getting you there.

he was on top of you in seconds, desperately sinking his cock into you. his reward for being so good to you.

! DILUC

you knew he was working, shut away behind the heavy wooden door scribbling away at his paperwork. he had been so busy lately, leaving the winery at the crack of dawn to go to town and coming back late at night to do some paperwork before crashing into bed while you were sound asleep.

you missed him more than you could articulate.

you missed his company, his voice, his touch.

you were frustrated, a heated ache settling in the core of your tummy as you imagined your handsome lover just next door. so close yet...he wasn't there with you.

you whined into your pillow, petulantly kicking your feet against the mattress as you tried to rationalize your needs to yourself.

was it fair to disturb him simply because you wanted him to touch you? what if he rejected you? you weren't sure if you could handle that embarrassment. but maybe you could convince him to take a break and indulge you a little bit!

you knocked a couple times upon his office door before opening it when he called for you to enter.

he was sitting in his chair, hair tied up in a messy high ponytail and his jacket discarded on the back of his chair, leaving him in the short sleeved shirt he wore beneath it.

you closed the door behind you and approached his desk, glancing down to see he was signing some papers.

"do you need something?" he asked, voice blunt but not unkind.

he sounded tired, maybe even a little bored.

"i just..." you feel your cheeks flush as you remember exactly why you were in here, "i just...wanted to check on you...?"

his pretty, red eyes flicked up, peering at you from under his heavy bangs, "is that all?"

diluc was far too perceptive for his own good. no matter how much you tried to hide your true intentions, he always managed to figure out what it is you wanted most.

"is something bothering you?" he asked, finally setting his pen down.

"n-not really..." you respond, fidgeting with one of the little knickknacks that sat on his desk.

he sat back in his chair, making it creak under the shift in weight, "come here."

you obediently round the desk until you come to stand right beside him. a single gloved hand winds around your waist, slipping under the back of your shirt to rub your back soothingly.

but really all it does it make you crave for him to touch you without the barrier there.

"you can tell me anything, you know that, right?" he asked, his concern more evident in the way he furrows his brows and frowns.

you whine, knowing you can't keep it in anymore.

"i-i just..." you flush and clear your throat, "w-will you eat me out?"

his eyes widen for a fraction of a second before a blush settles in his cheeks. but he doesn't even hesitate in pushing his chair back away from the desk and moving everything important out of the way.

"yeah, yeah, i can do that baby," he smiles, patting the empty spot on the desk, "been neglecting you lately, haven't i?"

"mhm," you whine as you settle into the spot made for you.

"i'm sorry, sweetheart," he coos, pushing the hem of the oversized shirt you stole from him up.

if he noticed how completely dripping wet you were, he didn't comment on it. instead, he just tugged your panties down and spread your legs.

the sight of your lover between your thighs had your heart racing.

"please, diluc," you beg so sweetly that it brings a smile to his face.

he dips down immediately, tongue sliding between your folds to find your clit. you keen, head faking back at the intoxicating feeling of him making you feel good after so long without it.

"oh!" you cry, hand tangling itself in his ponytail, tugging slightly to direct his tongue to the right spot you needed, "there!"

he grunted, eyes slipping closed before flicking his tongue over the sensitive little bud until you legs twitched over his shoulders.

"so good!" you cry, moaning unabashedly as your lover ate you out so well, "please, i'm so close!"

at that, he quickly sealed his lips over the bud, moaning when you harshly yank his hair. you topple over the edge embarrassingly soon, nothing but a trembling, twitchy mess on his expensive desk.

he releases your pulsing clit with a little pop and wipes his mouth with the back of his gloved hand.

"that was fast," he muses, grinning at the sight of you so messed up just from him suckling on your clit, "would you like more?"

"what about your work?" you whimper, letting him tug you to your feet.

"i can finish it later. let's go."

! ITTO

itto had a habit of being a tease. but it wasn't conscious he was just...touchy! his love language was physical touch. but unfortunately for you, you were always completely heart eyes for him that any measly touch from him had you skin setting ablaze.

a brief brush against your back as he scooted past you, cupping your hip when you reached to grab something high, lips against your neck in a display of fleeting affection — it all steadily got you to your breaking point.

the sight of your teary eyes had him jumping to his feet immediately. eyes wide and hands flailing desperately as he assessed your body for any injuries.

"what's wrong!?" he cried fretting desperately over you as you sniffle.

"itto...?" you whimper, "w-will you please eat me out?"

he freezes at your request, a thousand thoughts popping into his head.

"i-is that all?" he sighs, slumping against you, "i thought something was wrong!"

"you've been teasing me all day!" you whine, wrapping a trembling hand in his hair, forcing him to his knees. he easily let you, already feeling his cock twitching to life at the sight of you so desperate for him, "you've been mean!"

"ah...i didn't realize, little one," he coos, smoothing his hands up your thighs, talented fingers easily stripping your lower half, "i'll make it up to you just like you want."

the position wasn't ideal but he couldn't deny that having you over him, holding your shirt out of the way and staring down at him as he slowly licked your needy little cunt, was doing something to him.

his tongue swirled over your clit, long nails biting into your hips as he held your steady when you swayed at the pleasurable feeling of his hot mouth.

he was messy, letting your slick soak his face and letting his drool drip down onto the floor. but neither of you cared, all you cared about was using his tongue to get yourself off. and he was more than willing to offer it.

holding his tongue out, all you could see were the whites of his eyes as you ground against him. your clit was hard and pulsing as his slid along the wide expanse of his tongue.

you were so grateful for that oni tongue — it felt better than anything you could ever imagine.

startlingly soon, you were cumming. he held you steady, practically panting as he tongues your clit to help you though your high.

but if he thought you were done, he was sorely mistaken. because before your orgasm could even come to an end, you were resuming humping yourself against his face, crying and gasping as you overstimulated yourself into stupidity.

you were a dream after his own heart.

@xiax // do not modify or repost

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m-ayo-o · 4 months

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i'm ngl when you mentioned hybrid! readers x megumi i thought it was a harem of hybrid readers with megumi all at once (i was like oooh spicy 😻) without viewing the entire post and then i was like OHH it's actually a masterlist lmaoo

hahaha yeah- yeah it's just a... a a masterlis--18+ group sex : vaginal and anal, male x male, oral / hybrid pets (bunny girl, kitty girl, puppy boy) x 21+ MEGUMI written from afab bunny girl perspective

"Ngh- w-ait-"

It's the first time he's seen so many of you fluffy things all in one place. And why are you all so drawn to him? It's as if he's emitting some powerful hormone that just gets your bodies in a frenzy. Or is it just how he looks? He can't tell, but he can't fight it anymore. He tried to resist the flirting, the touching... but now he's got the sweetest fluffy eared kitty girl between his legs pawing at his crotch, a puppy boy- who he daren't admit reminds him of his best friend- by his side, licking clumsily at his ear, and his bunny girl stripping his shirt off, he leans back on the sofa and just lets it happen.

It must be the ultimate tabboo- to do this with all three of you? Sure, he's done unspeakable things with his bunny, but this is different. And yeah, he's great with animals, but he doesn't know what he's done to deserve all your attention.

He doesn't want to take advantage of any of you- you're just so sweet.

"You- ah, don't have to do that-"

He addresses the beautiful kitty who now has his jeans lowered, around his thighs, starting to work the swell in his shorts. You watch her tilt her head to the side as she giggles and keeps going.

He really doesn't get it.

And now the sweet puppy to his left, he's nearly jumping on the sofa cushions with excitement, seeing how Megumi's being unwrapped.

"W-wanna kiss- you, please?"

He whines and he can barely articulate his thoughts. You always thought puppies were kind of dumb, but incredibly cute.

Megumi turns his head and recieves a wet and messy kiss from him, and he brings a hand to his ears to settle him down. But his tail is wagging uncontrollably and he's getting so dizzy from the attention.

Meanwhile, your mits are now smoothing over the firm muscle of your owner's chest.

This was all your idea, after all. You invited them here, after hearing that their owners weren't giving them the love they needed. You promised that your owner was kind and generous enough for all of you. And of course, you feel a little jealous, seeing your friend's paws all over him... but you want them to feel good, too. And you have to admit, they are so cute. You wonder if Megumi looks at you this way? Like you're the prettiest, most adorable thing he's ever seen.

Your hands trace lower and lower, pulling his shirt off now as your kitty girl friend gets his shorts off, and soon he's stripped.

"Come on-" he tugs at the skimpy dress you're wearing and gives you a desperate look- he looks a little overwhelmed for once.

"Sorry- owner, is it... too much?"

"No, honey, I just want... to see you- all of you, please?"

He doesn't have to ask twice.

And when you're all naked for him, your touching gets very intense. The softest purring sounds come from the kitty girl, who's now sucking at Megumi's swollen tip. You watch how he sinks into her mouth, and that alone is getting you hot... not to mention how your owner is feeling between your legs. You're kneeling next to him, your legs spreading wider and wider the more he works his dextrous and long digits inside. How can he even concentrate when he's plunging his dick in her like that? You wonder, but your thoughts are soon interrupted by a yelp from your puppy boy friend.

"Mmh- shh-"

Megumi must've tugged at the fluffy strands of his hair a bit too hard. But that's just how he gets when he's kissing... you're used to it, but perhaps you should've warned your puppy friend that your owner likes to bite.

You vie for his attention and he swaps between you two, turning his head from the big sloppy tongue of the puppy, to the familiar sweet lips of his darling bunny.

"Mm, you two are so... pretty"

He has a sudden and desperate need to see you on the floor next to your pretty kitty friend, so he grabs at your waist and guides you down. The puppy boy's ears prick up as if you're playing a new and exciting game, and follows you onto the carpet.

"Good girl," he strokes behind the kitty girl's pointy ears, "let the others take their turns, hm?"

She mewls softly and releases him from her mouth with a little trickle of her spit running down her chin and he swears he could cum right there. But he holds it and lets his pretty bunny and puppy taste him too.

"Ngh- fuck-" he's used to your methods- you're quite reserved when you suck him. He has to encourage you and pet you softly until you start getting messy. But this puppy boy- he can't do it slower. He can't stop himself from taking his dick as deep as it'll go, choking slightly and repeating until Megumi is about to bust.

"S-stop stop, that's enough-"

Not yet. He won't cum yet. Not before he's seen those cute holes of yours...

"Come here, turn around- good- fuck, who wants it first?"

He sits on the sofa with his legs spread wide and invites you onto his lap one by one- first your sweet kitty girl friend. She lowers herself with her back to him and you watch her eyes cross when he drags her down his cock.

"M-M-Megumi !!!" she just adores having an owner's name to cry out, "a-are you-- all the way... inside?"

"Haha, no kitten, can you take a bit more, for me?"

"Yes, yes only- a-ah little please- please be careful-"

She doesn't have to tell him that. You and your sweet puppy boy friend wait (impatiently) for your turns, watching how he fucks her. It's mesmerising. He's gentle yet... so firm, his every movement is commanding and full of power. His hands close around her waist, he orders her to touch her clit and she lets off a surprised mewl, her legs shaking with pleasure.

"Oh kitty, was that nice?"

Next it's your turn. You face your owner, where he presses kisses to your chest and sucks eagerly at your cute tits, then lines himself up and pulls you down.

"Hmm-- hnnn---"

He watches your eyes flutter back and your friends watch how you start to bounce on his lap, like you have hundreds of times before. And they're in awe, of an owner and pet so in sync- it makes them feel a little sad that their owners don't treat them like this. They can tell there's such a strong bond between you two, with how he encourages you to ride him just right, and how you're so eager to please him.

"That's right, bunny- you're too good at this, hm?"

He praises you and tugs at the little tuft of your tail so lovingly, then suddenly starts bucking his hips up into you to get you squirming.

"Nh- th-that's so good, owner, please, righ-t there..." he loves seeing you like this, feeling you squeeze him, then sigh and moan with your orgasm.

He lifts you off and lays you on the sofa where you can rest and watch.

Your puppy boy friend has got incredibly impatient and whiny this whole time... he looks so sweet, with his tail between his legs in embarrassment- because of the, quite frankly, massive boner that's straining between his legs.

Megumi eyes him up and down- there's no way he's taking that. But, after a soft whisper to you, you dart to your room and fetch a bottle of lube, and Megumi coaxes the sweet puppy back onto his lap, where he starts rubbing him with his fingers.

"Keep still-" his tail is still wagging incessently, so Megumi pins it to his back and causes him to yelp again.

How many fingers are inside him now? You can't see, but you and your kitty friend are amazed. You sit next to her on the carpet now, where your fingers stray between her legs, and she reciprocates, as you enjoy the show.

Megumi starts groaning now- feeling the ache of his cock after having so much pleasure but no release. One more, one more- he keeps telling himself.

"You ready?"

He's so considerate, making the puppy boy blush red and nod, his ears bouncing as he grabs onto Megumi's thighs in preparation for what's to come.

He slides in slow, making the sweet puppy's tongue flop out- he looks dizzy. And you two are loving every second- her fingers dip in and out of you, where yours press and circle her clit. You moan and giggle and whimper- it feels so silly; two pets touching each other. But it feels so right that you don't stop.

"That's it- ngh, puppy, you have a fucking tight hole, you know that?"

He shakes his head. No, no, he doesn't know that. Keep telling him that. Because his owner never does.

"It's tight- and you're gonna make me cum- is it okay if I do it inside?"

"Hnng-- p-please---" he nods urgently and you see him squeeze his thighs together with such need.

You lean forward, your kitty friend following, still with her fingers attached to you- and you press your lips to your sweet puppy's flushed tip.

You suck him there, watching Megumi lift his ass so his thrusts don't disturb your motions. And you get no warning- just a twitch of his cock and he's spurting down your throat.

And it seems, simultaneously, Megumi finally gets his turn.

"Wow- you came hard, huh? Yeah- don't fucking stop I can feel you back here- oo-oh my god th-that's- that's so good baby-"

Baby!!! He called me baby!!!

You pop your lips from the puppy's dick and watch him hump your sweet owner in an absolute cock drunk daze. He looks so happy.

And you all are. Now, after treating your friends to this pleasure they deserve. Why would their owners not want to do this with them? They're so perfect and cute- you might just have to do this more often.

right after i saw some kink shaming posts too :p i'm cured now thanks beautiful anon for your (not so innocent) mistake <3

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bby-blu-swirll · 7 months

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sit on my lap while you do my eyeliner - bakugo x reader

i can't find it now, (i will tho if it kills me) but this is inspired by this tumblr post i saw on my pinterest that was like " 'let me do your eyeliner' gf and 'okay sit on my lap while you do it' bf" lol

pls enjoy xx

bakugo loves your makeup. (he loves your natural face just as much, but he also thinks you look drop dead gorgeous no matter what.)

his favorite days are when you pull out the eyeliner pen. when you look at him and your eyes are rimmed with black, bringing out the hue of your irises, he just folds honestly. subtly, because his pride is too strong to let anybody see him so weak for you, but you've definitely picked up on it.

he loves anything you do with it. a wing, big or small, a messy grungey outline, drawing hearts or stars, anything. he loves watching you do it with such attention to detail and even more loves seeing the finished product and how it might have changed the shape of your eyes. whether it's soft and cute and gives you little doe eyes, or sharp and cutting like a knife, pulling your eyes into dangerous (& admittedly sexy) slits, he adores it.

he doesn't show it much, though. he's not as bad as compliments as you thought he'd be, really, but this is just a bit different.

he can call you pretty, gorgeous, hot, whatever- all he wants. there was no problem there. especially, in front of other people. it was almost like bragging to him.

like once, in the middle of a conversation with the bakusquad, he caught your arm as you were walking by just to press a kiss to your cheek and tell you that you looked beautiful. of course he meant every word of it, but there was a silent emphasis on the fact that he was the one you got to tell you that, and that it was very true. it was like his way of being able to say, "suck it, extras, that beauty is my girlfriend," without sounding like the cocky douchebag he usually did. (bc he knows you don't like it when he's such a cocky douchebag <3)

but complimenting such a specific part of you was a bit more difficult, and he wasn't quite sure how to articulate it. he knew he liked it, but he wasn't sure why. he just thought you looked sexy and sweet like that.

like you did today.

it was one of those lazy saturdays for the both of you, where you slept in a little and kind of just floated through the day, maybe go out maybe not, maybe make out on your bed, who knows.

it was close to half past ten when you were finally up and at your vanity, doing your makeup for the day. your boyfriend was spread out and taking up most of your bed while he studied for the test you had on monday. you thought he was a bit of a nerd for spending one of his only mornings off on school, but you admired his dedication.

neither of you liked silence much, so soft music filled the quiet in your dorm, along with the occasional page turn from bakugo, usually followed by a sigh.

you capped your eyeliner pen with a huff. you had been looking at your face so long, it was hard to tell if it was even. "hey babe?" you turned your swivel chair to face him.

"yeah?" he didn't bother looking up from his book.

you pressed the closed pen to your cheek and blinked a few times. "does this look okay?"

he glanced up for a moment, doing a double take when he saw you. there was no concealer on your dark circles and your eyeliner was smudged underneath your eyes and your lips looked a bit cracked, and he could feel his stomach swell with butterflies the second he looked at you.

"yeah, its.. its perfect." he looked away and cleared his throat, hearing you chuckle slightly.

once you turned around in your chair, his eyes were glued to you. just watching you sort through your makeup tray, trying to find something. the way you knit your brows together, your bottom lip stuck out- his quickly averted his gaze back to his book when you turned to him. he could feel your eyes trained on him as he thumbed the corner the pages.

"hey katsuki?"

he hummed in response, still not looking at you.

you stood up and slowly sauntered towards him, smirking when his eyes flicked up to you every few seconds. you took his book and set it aside.

"the hell are you-" he clenched his jaw when you leaned close to him, still standing. he dropped his voice to a soft tone, just shy of a whisper. "what're you doing, huh?"

"can i do your eyeliner?"

he chuckled and smirked. "'course.."

you grinned and took a seat next to him, your face heating up as his hands found your waist. he lifted you up and set you on his lap, wrapping his arms around your torso and holding you close. his smirk grew as a blush crept up your cheeks.

"just as long as you sit... here." he pecked your lips, mindlessly stroking his thumb across the skin just above the waistband of your pants. "you can start whenever, babe, i'm not stopping you..."

you huffed and bit the inside of your cheek, internally rolling your eyes. his cocky smirk softened a little when your fingers delicately cradled his jaw, turning his head slightly.

"close your eyes..." you kept your voice low, watching his eyes flutter shut.

his skipped a beat when he felt your breath on his lips. he took deep breaths, just inhaling whatever lotion or perfume had you smelling so good.

you bit your lip and did your best to keep your hand steady. it was hard to keep the lines straight when he would squeeze your hips occasionally. but you prevailed nonetheless, keeping the ink close to the rim of his eyes. you were going for a sort of rodrick look.

"okay.." you clicked your tongue and capped your pen, setting it to the side. "you're done~"

he opened his eyes slowly, a playful look dancing across his features. "well? how do i look?"

your breath caught in your throat. his red eyes glowed, half lidded and staring right into you.

"hmmm..." you brought a hand to his chest, the other messing with the hair at the base of his neck. you traced small circles across his skin. "handsome."

"yeah?" he took your cheek in his hand, pulling you closer to him. "that all?"

you shrugged and chuckled a bit, watching his cocky grin return.

"hm, you think i'm hot. coulda just said so..." he pressed his lips against yours softly, which quickly changed to a rough, demanding kiss.

looks like you did end up making out on your bed,,

totally meant to upload this over a week ago,,, my bad lol i've been very busy, sorry this is so crap lol i'll probably rewrite it in the future <33

love you sm !! stay safe & sleep well 💗💗

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sukunasweetheart · 1 month

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//just me venting about sukuna haters sorry

Not me seeing so much discourse about whether sukuna is a well written villain or not... he essentially has no backstory shown as of yet and we barely know anything about him but he is still one of the most naturally interesting and compelling characters in the whole damn series bro 💀 buckle up bc its about to get lengthy (im just glazing sukuna in this post ngl so 🧎‍♀️)

so many whiny ass mfs are weeping about how he "doesn't have any personal goals or a proper reason to be a villain" when that is the whole point???? He lives on his own desires and satisfactions and does whatever he wants to, because he is capable enough to do that. Mfs want "real villains" but cant even handle sukuna 💀 ive seen too many shit ass threads and poorly articulated "critiques" on his character that dont make any valid points. If you can't even separate your personal dislike of a character from your analysis of their writing, dont even bother posting that shit please 😭😭😭 the fact that we haven't even gotten any information about his background yet and people are jumping the gun about him being "poorly written" is already saying a lot 🤨

The fact that yall are so bitter and angry about him that you can write 500+ words about how oh-so-terrible of a villain he is kinda proves that he's doing his job well tbh 💁‍♀️

What also bothers me to no END is how people compare him with villains of other series, who had compelling sob stories that made people empathise with them. Thats nice and all but why should all villains have grand ideals and be subject to feelings of empathy/sympathy from their audience?

Part of what makes sukuna so interesting is how he's not tied down by morals, rules or long term goals in life. He doesn't limit himself, which is what makes him an unpredictable character. He's completely left behind what it means to be human in many ways, and he's clearly not a character written to be empathised with. He is very purposefully inhumane and distant from everyone else, and that feeling transcends from within the series to real life as well. There is a clear lack of understanding bc most of us can't comprehend what its like to just live without being goal-oriented.

Sukuna is a true anomaly in the sense that he doesnt really fit in any kind of box within the series. He's born from man, but its clear that he separates himself from humans (and nobody else considers him human, either). He's not a cursed spirit. He hovers between life and death. The narrator referred to him as the honoured one, whilst angel referred to him as the disgraced one.

These little contradictions in his character make him all the more complicated and interesting to think about. And even recently, he's been shown to waver a little bit momentarily in the manga, questioning his own irritation at yuuji. He's capable of self reflection, and though sukuna does whatever he wants for the most part, he doesn't blindly go into things without some thought first, he's a constant thinker and analyser, and an intelligent one at that.

And honestly, he is always such a joy to watch and read, his personality is so flavourful, and the way he carries himself is very attractive. He's not afraid to get messy or of getting hurt, theres so much chaos in the way he does things and yet he also has a huge element of gracefulness to him, which shines through the poetic way he speaks. Its undeniable that sukuna simply oozes charisma...

And this isnt talked about enough but this man is genuinely so effortlessly funny (in a kind of sinister way i guess?) Like yes he is an old ass man having real beef with one FIFTEEN YEAR OLD for very little reason, he accidentally healed yuujis arm and somehow expected him to be grateful for it despite how he literally ripped his heart out afterwards, then he proceeded to sit on him after kicking him down likeeee 😭 what kind of behaviour is this sir

His facial expressions at yorozus yapping 💀 THE WAY HE COMPARED YUUJIS FACE OF DESPAIR TO THE HARIMA STATUE 😭😭😭💀😭💀💀😭 omg that was so foul but i was fucking losing it ngl

How he randomly compared gojo to a fish and started talking abt his scales... thats a very unique and descriptive comparison, isnt it? Even in the recent leaks, he was 100% ready and squaring up to a literal child talking abt "youre starting to get annoying" LIKE HELPPP 😭 HE FR SAID "fuck them kids and fuck you too"

I saw someone saying that sukuna has no passion, like are we talking about the same character....? This man is a literal jujutsu NERD 💀💀 he truly recognises talented sorcerers and the only time hes seen to be having genuine fun is when hes fighting a mf... is that not passion? This is literally sukuna when it comes to jujutsu: 🤓

Anyway im done here now, im pretty sure i missed a lot of things i couldve talked about as well but ive done enough yapping

#jjk #sukuna

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kitorin · 7 months

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"What's a possession of yours you associate with your lover?"

Meguru ponders a bit at the question, clearly deep in thought. You place down the card, one from the bunch of 'Questions for couples' game Yoichi had gifted you recently. They're fun, ranging from deep, personal ones to lighthearted ones which were ultimately a matter of simple preferences. Apparently, they bring newer couples closer together (keyword 'apparently', Yoichi's only validation is his own knowledge).

You wait patiently— though fun they're not all easy, most questions were accompanied by a pause to contemplate. You've both considered giving up a question or two, simply because there was too much to think about (those resulted in a ramble or two, they're barely articulate but interesting to listen to nonetheless).

"Got it!" He smiles with triumph, as if he'd just won a prize or scored a goal.

"Omamori! The one my mum bought me this year." You know exactly what he's talking about; the Japanese amulet she'd purchased in Osaka during an art exhibition. Pink brocade silk bag adorned with cherry blossoms in a darker shade, the temple's name written in golden kanji on one side— with the other having success on it. It's so pretty, he carries it around wherever he goes, either the white string tied to his bag or placed securely in his pocket.

You weren't sure what he'd say, but a good luck charm certainly didn't come to mind.

"Why? Is it because I'm pretty?"

"Not really."

"You're so lovely, Meguru." Sarcasm laces itself with your tone. If not that, then you're even more curious about what it could be.

"No, I mean, I can't compare how pretty you are to anything else in this world, really." It's almost miraculous how he went from seemingly insulting you to making your face flush with flustered embarrassment. "But that's not the main point. This omamori." He reaches into his pocket, stroking it but leaving it there. "Is a lot more special than any other one." There's his grin, the one that competes with the sun because of how warm he is.

Nothing really comes to mind. You know they 'expire', some people believe they do every year, returning them to the temple for the staff to burn it in a ceremony. Others believe that they last forever. That doesn't serve as a clue anyways, whichever Meguru was, he kept them around either way.

You yield, too impatient and curious to think much more about it. "I give up."

"It's because we started dating this year."

"Doesn't the kanji say it's for career success?" There's no correlation between it and you, you have nothing to do with his position as an athlete, or with soccer as a whole.

"I didn't mean it like that." Meguru pulls you in for a hug, nuzzling his chin into your shoulder. "You're my omamori."

You feel as if it's the other way, he's always defending you; being the first to stand up for you verbally or fighting without hesitation even if the opposing party was for no match for you in the first place. Remaining silent, you wait for him to clarify.

"You've always helped me feel at peace. You protect me from those scary thoughts that have kept me up for nights. You protect me from loneliness." His hug grows tighter, as if something was going to take you away from him. "Thanks to you I don't have to rely on some imaginary friend to keep me company."

Your fingers run through his hair, soft and messy from rolling around during his nap from earlier. "Then I hope you'll let me continue doing so."

"Of course." Meguru kisses you, the sweetness of him and pineapple lingering on your lips. "I love you."

Those three words are no foreigner to you. You've uttered them to friends, family, and even strangers on the internet. But with intimacy those very same words metamorphose into something different. The allure of romance places weight onto them, the weight of upmost importance.

That doesn't mean you find it too heavy.

"I love you too, Meguru." You go for another kiss, the saccharinity of his lips being strangely addictive, something about the taste of him mingled with pineapple is so intoxicating.

Three simple words, yet known to possess so much significance. They say it's a frightening confession to make, a powerful declaration of adoration and vulnerability. Much like any component of love, it comes with uncertainty and the fear of being deprived of reciprocated feelings.

Not for you though, the words come off both of your tongues smoothly, as if you were born to do so. There's no signs of hesitation or fear, or worry— just faces flushed with bashful scarlet and kisses honeyed with adoration.

( Guess the card game wasn't lying when it said it'd bring you closer, nor was Yoichi )

Tagging: @yuzurins

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cannellee · 14 days

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how did you get so good at writing? i'm so deprived of Tokyo Rev content (not that there isn't alot but I read so much that I basically refresh AO3 and tumblrs tags every day to see if anything new has been posted), that i'm almost to the breaking point of a Thanos "fine i'll do it myself" and starting up writing again Is it just practice? Is it better to post cringey writing that isn't that good ;-; I think I fall into the trap of making any OC or y/n Mary Sue and some authors write with such prose and emotion that i'm like dang how can I write like that love your work!!!! always re-reading <3

first of all thank you so much for all of your kind messages!!! you're literally so sweet😭

(I really tried to be useful and concise, I hope it's not too messy/long : i'm definitely not a real author so my tips might be really bad and specific too😭)

I actually started writing tokyorev abo content precisely because of that reason, I felt like I read everything about it and I couldn't find anything more, especially one with scenarios I actually like. this is why I started my blog!

I honestly wasn't so sure about opening my own blog on tumblr. of course you're bound to compare your work to other authors out there who are definitely wayyy better at writing than you, which is why I hesitated a lot.

but! I already had an account on wattpad where I posted fics, so I felt like my cringey era was behind me (it was easier for me to start here because i knew what my mistakes were when writing and what i struggled with. whereas, when i just started on wattpad, i really felt unsure if i was doing correctly + i was younger, so less sure of myself). but wattpad really helped me see what made my work cringey, what parts were unnecessary and stuff like that.

but what is so frustrating is how bad my writing is in english compared to how I'm able to write in my maternal language. like, when I read other posts and everything with better vocabulary, grammar, who know how to articulate sentences and words, you can tell it's something you can only achieve by being reallyyy comfortable with english. I'm not saying I struggle with english or anything, but the language barrier was one of my biggest doubts when I thought about starting posting fics here on tumblr.

also! when I write something and think it's cringey, I let it marinate for a few days and read it again. it's easier to judge my writing when I put some distance with it, then I correct my mistakes and stuff like that. but really, writing and writing is the only way you'll be able to improve, so it should really not stop you!

but in the end, I don't think anybody ever started writing fics and was automatically good at it. you really have to try and see what works and what doesn't. youre able to see what post gets more attention than the other and try and understand why : is it because of a character or the scenario was better or is it your writing ? feedbacks on your work really help actually, so don't be afraid to try even if youre not fully convinced and confident! I posted cringey stuff too and I still do sometimes😭 I know people do a wayy better job than me, but I really like to write so I don't let it stop me from posting.

and for the y/n character, I try to make her and her reactions as neutral as possible and make her do stuff anyone would do in those situations. but I honestly can't deny that I sometimes fall into those stereotypical y/n writing, which I actually enjoy☠️. but I really try to have her say normal stuff, not describe her too much and basically just think of her as the most basic girl you could meet (generic ahh traits : kind, sweet, bubbly, soft spoken...). some people hate that and some don't, I just write what I'm most comfortable with.

same, if you to start writing you should start by doing stuff and scenarios which you really like and inspire you. don't go and try to write something you know people will like, but rather something you're confident in writing because that's a character you like and know how to describe, and because you have so much ideas which would really fit him etc.

and what helped me are the headcanons with the lists. maybe you noticed, maybe you didn't, but I used to list stuff when I started posting. it's just easier to structure my ideas, to see them more clearly. writing huge paragraphs are actually more of a hardwork I think, because everything has to follow the precedent idea and it has to be comprehensible, linked to what you're gonna say next etc. if you list what you wanna say, you can talk about how a character's personality is like and then change the subject radically without having to think and care about the transitions and overall plan (of course if it's too out of pocket it looks weird, but I hope you understand what I mean)

and if you want to write stories and not do little headcanons, what I do when I'm stuck and don't know what to write is that I also sometimes only write a part I really like and leave the beginning (or any other part) for another time when I'll be more inspired. I really don't have any hierarchy when I'm trying to find ideas, I wait for them to come naturally. I don't know what else I could say, it's really messy lmao😭

I hope you found it useful! you definitely will find people who write way better than me and who can help and guide you better than that, with better tips... that was more like my experience on tumblr than anything else, but I hope it could help you!!

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Thanks for your posts and metas, @neonscandal .... Before I found your blog, actually I ship tododeku and kiribaku. But thanks to you, I became bakudeku shipper (until now). Your metas are amazing and always based on canon. Sorry, I'm not good with words, but I hope you know how great your blog is (you are definitely one of my favorite tumblr blog). 💐🌷

And WOW these last 10 - 15 chapter, really are the best. Even my mutuals who are anti-bkdk can't deny Bakugou and Midoriya's bond anymore. Also, love Uraraka and Toga's bond....

Do you think it's possible that at the end of BNHA, Bakugou and Midoriya have ambygous relationship (kinda like Tiger and Bunny)....? I know it could be hard to be canon in shounen series.....

P.s Do you think SatoSugu (from JJK) is queerbaiting?

⚠️ Vague spoiler warnings through chapter MHA 410 at best. Covers JJK S2 with a vague mention of a character who pops up later in the manga.

It's funny you say that because I also love a good tododeku or kiribaku situation. Like yea, people have their OTP but... realistically? Characters should be just as messy as people in real life. ✨ They're going to date around before things fit together with that OTP, right? At least that's how I look at it. So I love exploring offshoots.

You are far too kind in these rough times but I appreciate you saying that (and reaching out). The swarm of asks lately have been so funny. I tend to carve out time to address them quicker than some of the other things bouncing around my head (literally, the exact opposite happens with fic updates 🥺) so I'm just happy I'm writing something. If someone else enjoys it then that's the whipped cream and caramel on my sundae.

DUDE. I hadn't read 409 or 410 yet because holiday chaos but I feel like we're beyond allegations at this point haha ALTHOUGH, I didn't see the cliffhanger from 410 coming at all so I wonder what that means for the larger story.. Got any theories?

Regarding endgame... honestly the last two chapters gave me a little anxiety. "This is our tale?" Too good to be true. Especially when we know from chapter one "this is a story of how I became a great hero". Also, I've had some thoughts since 406 about how their connection is being framed up which I haven't had time to write but it feels like a lot of fanservice for Horikoshi (and subsequent editors, etc) to not commit. Additionally, in all the ways this story subverts the typical formula for shonen, it would also feel like a fumbled opportunity to turn everything on its nose with such a wildly popular series. So I'm holding out hope but conservatively preparing for one of them to just... not make it even if we get a confession *shudders in Supernatural flashbacks*.

I hope this makes sense as I struggled to recommend stories where this wasn't the case when asked about BL. In my opinion, good representation in mainstream stories (gender identity, orientation, race, religion, disability, etc.) is when, whatever makes a character different isn't their whole identity. Specifically in the context of more traditional stories (not centered on BL for instance), they should be involved if not just as integral to the plot as any other character wherein their diversity isn't sticking out like a sore thumb. But even that characterization requires nuance which is what makes it so hard to articulate? Maybe it's simpler to say that their character arc shouldn't just be based around identity. As a short answer to your question, I don't think that SatoSugu is queerbaiting. I think they are authentically and intrinsically coded to one another in subtext and out loud straight from Akutami but that, sometimes, relationships don't work out or love is unrequited. They may not have had the same feelings despite their inherent complement to one another and that's okay.

As above, characters should be just as messy as real people and that's what makes what didn't happen between them all the more tragic because it's heartbreaking in how relatable it is (not the cult leading and murder though). Seems like a convenient answer from a delulu shipper unless you take into consideration how Kirara Hoshi's identity is given the same level of subtlety. They aren't defined by their identity nor are the characters jarred by some particularly grandiose reveal nor are they perturbed by the nature of their connection to Hikari. I'm by no means an expert but I think that these characters are executed well in the sense that they have a complexity that doesn't hinge on what would otherwise make them different. They aren't "othered", it's just a fact of who they are and the story continues. It's a facet of who they are without cheaply being all they are. With Gege Akutami's own pronouns not expressly confirmed, perhaps that informs the care around those with differing identities.

I haven't seen Tiger & Bunny yet but now I know what to check out next!

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starlightandetherealshadows · 10 months

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Hey wonderful author I’m sorry I didn’t quiet understand the situation that would be if my MC were to romance Z so like would Z not be okay being monogamous or would that only involve V’s route?

(Ofc I don’t hate the entire poly route!! Just wanted to see if my MC will be able to have Z for themselves)

Def not trying to add more angs in the story for V🫡 ||hides evil laughter|| can’t wait to meet everyone.

Hi honeybee! 🦋ꦿ

So I recently decided to lock V and Z's routes together in a poly route, so the two of them are not romanceable monogamously.

However....I'm given it more thought and I've decided to add a variance to the poly route.

V/Z/MC POLY ROUTE UPDATE 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

How do you like your angst? Charred? Raw? Medium-well? Would you like it deep-fried or grilled? Want it on ice? Salt on the rim? Save some room for dessert, of course.

As of now, there will be two ways to initiate the polyamorous relationship between V, Z and MC.

Or, as I've decided to call them, Angst and More Angst.

Angsty Route: As I've described before, you will lock in your romance with V first. MC can pretend you don't know that V is in love with Z, or you can try to bring it up. Either way, V will deny it, and the two of you can commit to a relationship (or something similar) You can be flirtatious with Z the whole time, but since they know you're dating V, Z will "reject" your advances for a while. MC will have to put in the work to get V to accept and admit they have feelings for Zero. After that, the two of you can together go to Zero and initiate the relationship. This is all very simplified, but this is what I have so far for this route (the less messy but still angsty one)

More Angsty Route: You will lock in your romance with V, but you two will not be dating. It will be casual hooking up, or, if your MC is not interested in intimacy, it will be flirtations and maybe some making out. On this route, Zero will accept and reciprocate MC's advances. However, V...V will be angsting watching MC put the moves on Zero. It will cause a strain on V and MC's relationship, as V is jealous that MC can enter their lives and so easily "take" Zero from them. V can't articulate why they're so upset, so it comes out as anger (and they practically bleed pining). On this route, MC can use V's jealousy and their stubbornness to ~gently~ push V into admitting that they're in love with Zero, and the three of you will develop a poly relationship. (Again, this is simplified, but this route is more messy drama and more angst, a bit less healthy than the other one)

All of this is subject to change, as I write and rewrite and reconsider and contemplate.

I hope this change in variation can account for all sorts of MC's!!! I'll let MC have some red flags as a lil treat.

Quick show of hands, if you plan to romance V and Z in the poly, which of these two routes would you choose?

I'm just curious! Okay i won't make this too long, so thank you lovely for letting me ramble and go on a whole separate discussion.

Hope you've had a good start to your week!! ｡･:*˚:✧｡

All my love,

Cheye

#ask: answered #ask: poly

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reinvent-and-believe · 2 months

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do you think roy always knew he was into men or was he repressed until he realized he was into jamie?

oh anon. i started to answer this, then got inspired and started writing a fic in answer to it instead, then the fic turned into a bigger fic that's going to take me months to finish so i think it's best if i just answer the question. 😅

so thanks for asking, anon, i DO have some thoughts!!!! they are scattered and messy but i'll give it a go.

i don't know that roy has always known he's into men, but i think he's known quite a while. maybe not when he was younger - he might have known in the back of his mind that he liked boys, but he knew he wasn't gay because he definitely liked women, so that's that, no need to think about it past that, it's squared away. even if intellectually he knew about the existence of bisexual people growing up, he wouldn't have considered it an option for himself (and to be honest, i don't think it's a given that he did know it was really a thing. it was the 90s. bisexuality wasn't widely talked about. if you liked men, you were gay, and roy wasn't gay).

roy was born in 1982; he was in the academy and going through puberty and trying to figure out who he was in the 90s. things were not great for us in the 80s and 90s. i'm 8 years younger than roy kent would be, and the way i learned about the existence of gay people was aids and the rhetoric surrounding aids. and that was formative for me; it provided the only frame of reference i had as a kid of what gay people were. that was how i internalized that my queerness—the queerness i couldn't even articulate or understand—made me sick, dangerous, unclean. obviously that's not a universal experience, but it's also not a particularly uncommon one for our generation, and it takes a shit ton of work to unlearn. it would have been worse at roy's age, and i can see it being something that would shape his perception of what it means to be a queer man.

listening to roy talk about himself is fucking devastating and so telling. "sometimes i get concerned that i've been infecting you with the worst parts of me," he tells phoebe. infecting is a pretty loaded word, and it speaks to the deeply rooted shame that roy carries at the very core of his identity. we see over and over throughout the show that there's something about roy that he seems to truly believe is...rotten, repulsive. unlovable, maybe. a lot of people read roy as completely lacking self-awareness, and i get where that comes from, but i don't really read him that way. i think roy's sometimes plagued with self-awareness when he doesn't want to look, and he loathes the things he sees. he knows how he is. he knows the parts he hates about himself. and i think his queerness plays right into that.

ted lasso is, among other things, a show about masculinity, and roy's character arc throughout the show is, among other things, an arc about masculinity, so i think it only makes sense that his sexuality is tied up in that. because in his world, what could be more fundamental to your masculinity than heterosexuality? there's a shit ton of homophobia in football, and it certainly wouldn't have been any better during roy's formative years.

there's a lot you could say about La Locker Room Aux Folles and roy kent's sexuality, and i won't because this is already stupid long, but seriously, have you watched 3x09 while considering that the episode is about roy's repression as much as it is colin's? that it might be colin's coming out episode, but it's roy that functions as the episode's protagonist? that the message colin understands at the end when george hearn croons "i am what i am" is one roy can't let himself embrace by the end of the episode, not even by the end of the season ("i'm still...me"/"wait, did you want to be someone else?"/"yeah. someone better")? that colin may have escaped la cage by the end of the episode but roy's still in there?

the last thing that roy kent wants is to be what he is, and that kind of fundamental, foundational shame reads as very queer to me, feels very queer to me.

so, anyway, i do headcanon that roy sleeps with guys sometimes, at least by the time he gets to chelsea. i don't think it's particularly frequent and i don't think it's particularly healthy and i don't think he lets himself develop anything like a genuine connection, but i think it's what he's allowed himself. i think that's basically where he starts the show, occasionally sleeping with men, refusing to acknowledge it says anything about him. (i could also see him not having fucked a guy, although i like that less. regardless, i do think he recognizes he's attracted to men, even if he doesn't necessarily accept it.)

i definitely think that, when they finally get together, jamie would be his first boyfriend.

anyway, dear anon, you didn't ask for a 1000-word response to your 20-word question, but thank you for coming to my ridiculously rambling and likely incoherent TED talk about roy kent's internalized homophobia 😂

#thanks anon sorry this was 12 years long <3333 #does any of this make sense? idk #asks #ted lasso brain rot #my writing

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notmorbid · 11 months

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you made a fool of death... pt. 1.

dialogue prompts from you made a fool of death with your beauty by akwaeke emezi.

tell me if you need to slow down.

you're hot. are you seeing anyone?

there's no shame in using the cards you've been dealt.

you're solution-oriented. i like that.

nothing could bruise me like my own life has.

the city eats everyone up indiscriminately.

it takes time to turn into someone new.

ask nicely, and i'll give you everything you want.

time to come clean. you're gonna be mad, though.

everyone has a right to keep some hurts buried and private.

i hate pretending i give a fuck about small talk.

i can't even articulate how much i don't care.

it's nice to see you squirm.

i could tell you the real story, but i don't think you want that. most people don't.

i want the real thing. i don't need it to be light and easy.

thank you for sharing that with me.

i'm deciding whether i can believe you or not.

i'm trying to get to know you. however you want, at any pace you like.

damn, you're cold.

i'm here. i'm real.

you didn't have to tell me. it's not like we did much talking.

we look good together.

i lost a lot of lightness back then. it's been nice to find some of it again.

i'm still waiting to get all the tea on that.

i figured you'd wait until you were ready to show me yourself.

why would you do all that for me?

if it feels like too much, just let me know.

you seem too good to be true.

when i said you were my friend, i meant it.

do you trust me now?

be yourself. as messy and contradictory as you like.

___ is lucky to even be near you.

i didn't appreciate it as much as i should have, when i was growing up.

don't give me that 'introvert' bullshit.

'celebrity' is pushing it a bit.

you've got maybe twenty minutes to pull yourself together.

thank you so much for coming with me.

i think it's nice to believe in something.

this feels like a fairytale.

i'm down to do anything, if i get to do it with you.

maybe it's easier to think about blowing it all up than to keep going.

there are lots of ways to run away, you know.

you're alive. it's okay to live.

i've probably already found more trouble than i've bargained for.

what kept you up?

#sentence starters #rp meme #rp memes #ask memes #inbox meme #inbox memes #romance meme

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civilight-eterna · 10 months

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Hope you've had a good weekend!! I love your works!!

It's my life's mission to spread the good word of Muelheyak and the possibilities of their enemies to enemies (sexual) dynamic. Would you be willing to cook up some messy elf getting dicked down with extra constrictor tail coiling?

thank you so much for saying so!! and thanks for this delicious request. okay FAIR WARNING it gets a little fucked-up and cruel but god DAMN is Ho'olheyak a blast to write.

cw: choking, asphyxiation, noncon/dubcon, bodily abuse (internal, external), tailsex

...

"Asphyxiation is a dreadful way to go."

Ho'olheyak is talking about it the way someone notices the turn of the weather outside: as though she's seated in a quaint little cafe and a gray rain has begun to pitter-patter against the warm glow of the window.

In no way does her tone belie the reality of what she's doing.

Muelsyse is completely bound in her tail, draped backwards over her ample lap. Her head is suspended upside-down, hair trailing and puddling against the floor, the end of Ho'olheyak's tail invading her mouth and worming against the back of her throat as the rest of it wraps around, leaves her more and more light-headed with each sinuous flex around her neck, her chest, her waist.

"But my, your body can take quite a bit, can't it? My lovely little elf."

Muelsyse groans from around her tail, struggling to keep her mouth open, hands helplessly pinned behind her back and against her captor's lap.

"...There you go. You already know what'll happen if you try to bite again. Good girl. Just like that. Open your throat for me."

Ho'olheyak's nails dance across the midline of her body, dipping between the gaps left exposed by her constrictive tail, admiring their way down between her legs. Muelsyse gags, hard and dry, around her tail, but her chest has nowhere to go from beneath it. She's just losing air.

She whimpers, tries to put herself into enough of a state of mind to push past the revulsion, to just focus on the abstract pleasure of being suffocated. If she tries to think of anything else, she's lost. She just has to live. She doesn't know what's in her captor's head-though as her fingers stroke deep between her legs she finds her prior suspicions confirmed-but the luxury to think beyond behaving in a way that pleases Ho'olheyak is long since passed.

She has to satisfy her. Her tongue laves obediently, and her legs squirm slightly apart to demonstrate her compliance.

Her reward is a wicked, sin-sweet laugh as one, two, three fingers plunge inside, too easily to hide what effect she's having on her body.

"...My, I didn't expect you for the type." She articulates her comments with deepening pumps of her fingers. "And just look at your pretty little neck now-" She coos, knowing full well Muelsyse can't see, even as part of her tail loosens from around it as the tip continues to swab it deeper, "-Your throat pushes forward whenever I push a little, like this-"

Tears spring to her eyes as Ho'olheyak demonstrates her complete dominion of her.

"-Like a cute little frog. Ribbit, ribbit. Hehe."

It hurts. It's absolute insanity. It's humiliating. It's-

-over.

All at once, Ho'olheyak slides her tail slowly out of Muelsyse's mouth, letting every inch of it drag from between her lips, letting all the saliva ooze down off of it and out of her mouth while she's still upside-down. It drips down her cheeks, threatens to spill into her nose, but the relief at being able to breathe again supercedes all else. All she can think to do as her tail uncoils from around her is to breathe, breathe, breathe. She's coughing and gasping miserably, her eyes dim and half-mast for want of air, light-headed from being inverted so long.

She's completely distracted with the prospect of simply living that it's already too late when she notices the wet tip of her tail teasing her clit, easing between her soaked lower lips.

"Uuuaaah-" Muelsyse wails as it plunges, wiggles inside, thrusting back and forth with unbelievable dexterity, rolling waves of pleasure along inside of her in a calculated rhythm. Ho'olheyak's hand presses against her stomach drags down low, petting her, and she can feel the shape of her tail bulging up against her fingertips through her body.

"So messy. Listen to that sound." Ho'olheyak teases her, letting each wet slap of every pump echo loudly. "You know...? I can give you something a little extra special. You've been so good for me."

Her tail starts fluttering around, as though looking for something. Muelsyse is already overstimulated, but the moment that the tip of her tail finds what it's looking for, she feels a sharp pain deep, deep inside, and can't help but cry out indistinctly.

"-Right here." Ho'olheyak spreads her free hand over Muelsyse's chest, caressing her pounding heart through her clothing the way a predator prefaces a mortal wound. "Your heart's beating so fast. Because down here-" The hand on her stomach drifts downward again, anchoring her-

"-I'm going to lay my claim to this tight little womb of yours."

The sharp pain from before stretches, intensifies, and Muelsyse sees white as the tail tip breaches the tiny space, flutters itself inside.

It's heaven. It's agony.

And it goes on, and on, and on-Ho'olheyak's tail continues to roll through her cunt, forward and back, even as the tip stays carefully lodged in that space, makes sure everything hurts.

She knows it's what she wants. She knows she won't stop until she's satisfied.

So she opens her mouth and sobs, without trying to hold it back. She doesn't ignore what's happening-rather, it's become a discipline of the lack thereof. She lets the pleasure crest high inside her like a wave-

-and comes, crashing down.

#arknights #ho'olheyak #muelsyse #foetp: your elven blood's stretched the expiration date on your good looks #requests #my writing #blows kisses to the requester #;)#cw: noncon #cw: dubcon #cw: asphyxiation #muelheyak #nsft

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yellow-n-blue-hyperfixation · 1 year

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eyecatcher, by smoosnom (moonsooms)

While volunteering at the Hawkins' help center, it seems like every girl around has a newfound interest in Will Byers, and Mike doesn't know why he feels the way he does.

difficultly easy, by quietforasecond

Mike opens his eyes against the water droplets hanging off his eyelashes. Will hasn't stopped walking away from him, and he’s far enough now that Mike can no longer really see the details of his jacket. The rain feels like needles against his skin, and a frustration builds in his gut. Mike can't stand this anymore.

He breaks off into a run.

or Mike and Will finally confront each other about everything. It's raining, and things get messy.

Basement Noise, by GrasshopperKatie

Will spends a lot of time alone. Even when he’s with everyone else, it feels like there’s a static feed running in his brain that makes him feel like the only person in the room. He’s not sleeping well and has dark circles forming under his eyes. While moving to California wasn’t fun and has clearly caused a strain on the party’s dynamic, he would take that over the endless nights of no sleep and the complete terror he felt when they drove back into Hawkins and that prickling sensation on the back of his neck started again. He always knew getting a whole year without dealing with this shit was unrealistic.

outlined in guilt, my portrait stares (in a gallery where the walls lie bare), by catboy_cabin

Though Mike hasn't seen many of Will's paintings – not recent ones, at least, and especially nothing like this – there isn't a doubt in his mind that this is one of them. It has all the hallmarks of Will’s style, in the depth of emotion displayed by the eyes alone; in the way Mike's freckles are much more visible than they have any business being; in the dark lighting and drab colors that Will always uses to depict the landscape of his trauma, when he just needs to get all the horrific images immortalized by his brain out.

(It hurts, to find himself rendered like some monstrous thing straight out of the Upside Down.

Mike probably deserves it.)

or: vecna has a tempting offer for mike.

i has a dream (i got everything i wanted), andiwriteordie

“No.” The word escapes Mike’s lips, and it’s barely a whisper. Tears blur his vision, and he turns back around to El, trembling. “N-no, that… that can’t be right… Will… he-he can’t be gone, El; he can’t be dead—”

“Oh, Mike,” El whispers. She reaches up, wiping the tears from Mike’s eyes, and there’s a look on her face—so tender and so, so kind. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”

Her words hit like a bucket of ice water being dumped on him, and Mike recoils, staring at his girlfriend—no, wait, his wife—in horror. “W-what? How… how could you say that, El? How could you say that?!”

Or:

An encounter with Vecna forces Mike to reconsider just what it is he really wants in his life.

I Wish I Knew You Wanted Me, by FoodieHoodie

It may be the end of the world, but Mike's too busy being distracted by Will, especially since he's using the excuse of being a team to keep Will close and share his room. ~~

i keep my distance (but you still catch my eye), by andiwriteordie

“I don’t want to lose you,” Mike says suddenly, because screw it. Screw it. He’s going to say exactly what he needs to say—all the words that have been too messy and too difficult to articulate for the past couple of years, for reasons Mike doesn’t fully understand.

no takesies-backsies, by AttaBoyLuther

"Why did you lie?"

Will felt gravity leave him, felt his body untether itself from this mortal realm and float directly into the setting sun. The room was casted in a yellow-gold, beamless and directionless - and because Will was a sinner, he replied, "About what?"

Mike's face creased. He shook the rolled up painting, tightening his fist around it. "About this, Will. Don't play dumb."

(AKA: Oh, you know - just your standard Mike-finds-out-about-the-painting confrontation.)

so, for once in my life, by MeltingSnow

“Mike?” Dustin’s words interrupted Mike’s thoughts. He simply hummed a reply, still looking at Will. God, why was he so obvious?His eyes just couldn’t seem to pull away from him. There was just something so captivating about Will. How could one ever look away from him? Ever look away from the living embodiment of a star at the centre of its own solar system? Such great gravity, you couldn’t help but be pulled towards it. It wasn’t Mike’s fault. It was only natural– a force of nature. One of Newton’s laws or something along those lines. He couldn’t really remember.

My take on post-painting reveal byler and how they deal with their emotions.

what a match: i'm half-doomed and you're semi-sweet, by perexcri

One month ago, if you had asked Will Byers what he’d do if Mike Wheeler threaded his fingers through his hair, looked him dead in the eyes, and started leaning in for a kiss, he wouldn’t have said this.

He wouldn’t have said he’d be staring right back into those yawning dark eyes, one hand on Mike’s waist, the other against his cheek. There wouldn’t have been any lightning in his veins or blood rushing in his ears.

He wouldn’t have said that Mike Wheeler would be tilting his head in the opposite direction, eyes widening just the slightest as if asking permission, his mouth slightly parted.

He wouldn’t have imagined it at all.

baby, we’re perfect, by bookinit

Mike grabs Will’s hands and tangles them with his own, blinking up at him through his long, dark lashes. His eyes are endless. Solid black, like the night above them. So shiny that Will can see himself, tipsy and happy, in the reflection. “I want to be stuck with you,” Mike whispers, like it’s a secret. “I don’t ever want to leave.”

Will sucks in a sharp breath, squeezing his hands. “Then don’t,” he whispers back, punched-out and honest. “Stay.”

—

Senior year in Hawkins. Will and Mike figure some things out.

#byler #bylerficrecweek

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vermillioncrown · 1 year

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if you don't mind me asking, and if i just missed something again somewhere thatd answer my question, i am so sorry. but. it seems like even tho with the assumption that korvin is basically from our world, he doesnt know all that much about general comic book lore. so like. how aware is korvin that he was isekai'ed into the comic book world?

don't mind, will clarify.

let's think of it like this. at what point does it matter how much you know about the world you've isekai'd in? especially for a comic book world, in which canon and continuity are already loosely defined? what about it being so close to the real world for most of the time, and then jarringly different during the highest stakes?

are you willing to bet your life on assumptions?

korvin's not.

he knows of batman from the cultural zeitgeist but has my general...uh, disinterest and skepticism in the messiness and narratives of comics and superheroes stories.

and on his general mindset (my mindset): it's folly to walk into something assuming you have the ground truth. a lot of the work i do day-to-day is interdisciplinary aka working between specialties to connect them into a larger analysis. and by god i work with some of the most brilliant people... in their field that can't for the life of them understand and articulate their working assumptions that only WORK FOR THEM. knowledge bias is real and it's a barrier for this type of collaboration. so, i'm extra-wary about going into things treating it like it has to be some way. i rather rely on a more abstracted and fundamental set of first principles and adapt as necessary.

and so you get korvin.

#inquiry #maryallenc tries to write #on tpac #it's also the reconciliation of comic book logic and real world logic #if there was obvious blatant differences in day-to-day living then sure. but there's really not #short answer is: he doesn't generally enjoy the genre + doesn't know enough + knows he's better off without clinging to half-baked lore #trusting the isekai'd metaknowledge is like a trade of how well you know it vs how well you can observe/prove it #my little rib here is at the transmigrators that think they're set bc they're obsessed with whatever they're now in #like buddy you may have encyclopedic knowledge of the 'verse but you lack life experience + unbiased observation skills + introspection #those are isekais that can only be done with a certain mindset that isn't me #edit+caveat: doesn't mean korvin's better off. boy could do w some therapy and anti-anxiety meds

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here's a random question about 'oh god you're gonna get it (you have not been given love)': do you have any scenes/interactions that surprised you but that you're REALLY excited about and really like now, either that you've already written or that are coming up? like, characters you didn't think you'd like writing but that you're having fun with or a scene you thought you'd skip but found interesting enough to go back and spend time with? i'm curious what your dark horse faves are in your own project so far 👀

I originally had Roy and the other members of the Diamond Dogs as like. The easy bits. The connective tissue to the real world going by while all the messy, emotional stuff was happening at home.

That is not the case anymore.

I surprised myself by how much fun it was to write Roy, Nate, Beard, and Higgins in these little group huddles. Beard and Roy in particular have a scene much later where they discuss the decisions the coaching staff made during the Zava era, and it hit me there just how emotive Beard could be when he's not letting Ted do all the talking. Him and Roy really do exist on this wavelength of understanding each other but not knowing enough about each other to be able to guess at what the other's thinking - they have to actually spell it out in words. That is fun.

The other thing that surprised me is Trent. He does not appear much, but when he does appear... what I've pinged on is someone who is a lot more thoughtful regarding Roy these days. Someone who's realized he spent a lot of time missing the big picture, and who's trying to make up for that now by asking questions and giving Roy a forum to speak up. Sure he'll needle a bit, but it's like an acupuncturist trying to help you figure out where it hurts. Roy isn't great at expressing what he means to say, but Trent is good with words and turned into someone who made for a good soundboard for Roy. He can articulate things Roy can't.

The scene I figured that out in? Roy goes to Trent and asks for book recommendations for Jamie, while trying to avoid the words 'help', 'recommend', or 'Jamie.' It was originally written as a humorous scene. The humor is still there. It's just a bit more thoughtful than it started out.

#ask box is always open #fic: oh god you're gonna get it (you have not been given love)#thank you for asking!#nice to meeeeeeeee

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owmylasagna-blog · 11 months

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Hi!!! About eddeddy n.n: 1,2,6,10,11,17,22,25

Thank you for reaching out!! It was fun to think about some of these!

1.) When did they realize that they were interested in their partner?

I think pretty soon after BPS, if not the literal scene where they make very mushy goo-goo eyes at each other while holding hands. They don’t exactly know that it is a romantic love at the time, but that it is a sort of soft, unconditional love that they didn’t know they had for one another before. Edd can forgive Eddy at his worst and lift him at his lowest point and that just makes Eddy melt. Unfortunately I think while Eddy sort of has the realization first, he would also have the hardest time working through years of familial homophobia (my guess is from his dad and then brother, less so his mom) and internalized homophobia.

I think it will take a bit more time for them to really realize that the friendship is starting to shift into something more than that, likely in high school as they figure out their sexualities. Like “hmm I sure do like my best friend and I also might dig boys and they are sorta cute”. I think they know something is amiss because suddenly they get really awkward with one another in a way they never were before. That boyish touchy feely playfulness they had as kids starts to feel a little different.

2.) Who confessed? How?

My running headcanon is that Edd confesses first. Edd is highly driven by guilt and shame (poverino) and he tries to bottle it up until he just can't take it anymore. And it’s not his feelings for Eddy that he feels guilty about, or that he is bi, but that he is being disingenuous by not revealing his feelings. He just hates having to lie to his best friend! I think what exactly those feelings are is a bit viscous so Edd also holds back because he isn’t exactly a fan of how messy it all is. He’s a weepy and snotty mess when he finally just lets it all out. He is terrified Eddy won’t take it well.

I think Eddy would have a harder time articulating his budding feelings even if he is probably the first to have them. Eddy has the courage to stick up for his friends but generally is pretty wimpy and cowardly when it comes to sticking up for or expressing himself. When Edd does confess it gives Eddy permission to just give into it because he can’t deny that he also might want to like hold hands and kiss.

7.) Who cooks? Describe their cooking.

They split the cooking, though Eddy cooks more. Edd can put together pretty basic and nutritious meals. He is fairly reliant on following recipes and tends to gravitate towards similar, predictable dish. Edd becomes a vegetarian starting in highschool so he doesn't know how to cook meat. He isn’t squeamish of it, just doesn’t have a good sense for preparing it. Eddy on the other hand works various jobs in the food industry as a teen/adult and also grew up cooking at home, learning mostly from his Italian American mom. Unlike Edd he rarely follows a recipe and has good intuition for cook times, techniques, and seasoning. I imagine that as adults, the more they date and perhaps live together, Eddy influences Edd to start eating meat again mostly because he cooks a mean steak and whips up an irresistible carbonara. I think I need a whole other paragraph to go into how that all goes down, their differing ethics and such 🙄

10.) What is their sexual dynamic like?

I think because they are friends the dynamic is rather playful. They both switch positions pretty regularly. Of the two, I imagine Eddy having pretty straightforward and vanilla tastes while Edd has a somewhat repressed kinkier side that they gradually explore over the span of the relationship. Witty banter as foreplay and during sex is a real turn on for both of them. I imagine they have bouts of laughter right in the middle of the act, Eddy cracking jokes, Edd getting carried away, whatever it might be.

11.) How do they express their love?

I wrote once that Eddy’s love language is being mean and I stand by that. Only slightly facetious. And not mean as mean spirited but in that sort of hard-to-get, teasing way. I could also see him being hot and cold when it comes to physical affection because of the whole being physically abused as a child. I think he expresses his love through acts of service and gifts. He very much is receptive to words of affirmation and gifts (Eddy is sentimental like that). Edd on the other hand would show love through words of affirmation and acts of service and really crave physical touch and quality time. So they don’t necessarily have much in the way of overlap, but they make it work. I imagine a big thing for Edd is Eddy taking some responsibility for things, being a team player, learning to trust sometime to help and not be so hyper independent. And Eddy is happy to drop everything so long as Edd knows to ask for it.

17.) What is each person’s type? Does their partner meet this, or are they an atypical match for them?

I see Eddy as being gay and exclusively attracted to men/mascs. I imagine l outside of a relationship with Edd he seeks partners who are fun and charismatic but not necessarily very healthy for him. Deep down there is a part of him that seeks approval from others and I think that lends itself to being with folks that say all the right things but are actually kind of shitty.

Edd is bi and as the series bible suggests has a tendency to crush pretty easily, especially with close acquaintances and friends. I can imagine he is attracted to people who are slightly more outgoing than himself, intelligent, and driven. I think outside of Eddy he would take into consideration more the logistical aspects of being with a partner: compatibility of life goals, career, home life.

It’s sort of a toss up of whether they are a good match based on their types! I think the things that go against their expectations in a partner also challenge them in ways that expand their lives but are also frustrating. But also they are so familiar and have known each other so long that I think they have grown to be each other’s type. Corny.

22.) Describe their wedding.

I don’t see them marrying, perhaps becoming domestic partners depending on where they are living for some of the visitation rights/ health care related benefits. If they got married, they would probably elope.

"Will you marry us?"

"I'm not registered for that."

"Then we'll elope!"

25.) Assuming they have children, what is their parenting like?

I also don’t imagine them having kids (except for forcing a cat onto them) so I think we can agree on them being the eccentric gay uncles to Ed’s kids (I do think Ed would have kids). I honestly think they would both be good with kids without the added pressure of having to raise them and make them turn out just right, and also I think they would feel like they are just part of Ed’s extended family. Sally @specktoons now @bonkerbuster69 had some really cute interpretations of this, where Edd would entertain and explore the innate curiosity of the kids while Eddy would be the fun uncle that tells them outlandish stories that he probably shouldn't.

#eddeddy #yap yap dribble dribble

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