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tiredlilguy · 6 months
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" Since When Did You Get So... Big?"|DILFTOBER W2
lost? main masterlist. / dilftober masterlist. / jjk masterlist.
a/n: that new episode amirite? ;) godamn i've never seen a man so fucking scrumptious... im just letting you know rn that i was already a nanami girlie (in a gender-neutral sense) before the new episode so I WAS IN LINE FIRST /j uh... enjoy~ this is also available on A03!
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pairing: Nanami Kento X GN!Reader cw: NSFW 18+ (if you are a minor, you will be blocked), proof-read but there still might be mistakes desc: while you're out on a date with your sweet husband, you're leaning on his arm wondering when he got so big... and it kind of got your mind running ~~ kink(s) this week: overstimulation + breeding + sensory deprivation
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It was around 5:15.
You were currently running around the room in a badly buttoned white shirt as you looked around the room for your corset. You weren’t wearing any pants at the moment, as you were waiting to put them on last. It almost seemed as if the corset was hiding from you, and so you were rummaging through different drawers (even your husband’s drawers too) to find the damn thing. Your husband, Nanami, just so happened to walk through the door, his tan blazer off and folded over his forearm and his glasses off of his face in his hand. He ran a hand through his hair as he watched you with a raised brow. You were currently bent over the laundry hamper, half of your body being engulfed by the hamper and your ass and legs sticking out from it. He went to place his glasses and blazer on the side table. A couple of moments late though, he heard you shuffle yourself out of the hamper, letting out a small cheer to yourself.
Nanami softly chuckled to himself before calling out to you,” Darling.”
“ Oh, Kento!,” you perked up, placing the corset off to the side and walking over to him with a smile.
Your husband opened his arms for you to place yourself in. You did so, wrapping your arms around his neck as he wrapped his around your waist, rocking you both side to side. “ Evening,” he greeted, a softer expression on his face as he smiled at you.
“ Good evening,” you replied shyly, blushing at his soft smile.
“ Getting ready for tonight, I see?” he leaned down and whispered just before your lips, gently pecking them. You returned his gesture before pulling away with a nod. Nanami closed his eyes, enjoying your warmth and scent. Eventually, an idea crept into his mind.
“ Let’s fix this shirt, sweetheart,” he offered,” It’s a little messy.”
You blushed, feeling slightly embarrassed as you recalled yourself just trying to throw it on. You were moving to unbutton it when he stopped you with his rough hand gently cupping your own.
“ Let me do it, just stay still, ok?,” Nanami said gently. Despite how rough he looked from the outside, he was always gentle with you… whether it be in the way that he spoke or how he touched you. It never failed to make butterflies crowd your chest making it hard to breathe, but you felt… in love.
Nanami’s hand, still as gentle as ever, took each button out of the loophole until he reached the very last button. He let go of the fabric and paused for a second.
“ I-I can take care of it now, Ken… Thank yo-,” you were about to finish, but stopped yourself as you felt a soft kiss on your stomach.
You looked down to see Nanami on his knees in front of you. His hands were on your waist, gently caressing your sides as he left kisses in his wake. You felt yourself freeze up, a warmth slowly building up in your stomach and you couldn’t help but let out a shaky breath. One of your hands reached up to veil over your mouth as he kissed your lower stomach teasingly. You swear you almost heard him chuckle at your reaction as you let out another breathy moan. He took his time moving up, buttoning your shirt, and leaving a kiss on every inch of skin up until he reached the collar, to where his lips moved to your neck. He let out a deep exhale, his hot breath fanning your neck almost desperately.
Nanami gently nipped at your neck, though not hard enough to leave a mark. You closed your eyes, waiting for him to do more, but he pulled away with a smirk. You looked up at him desperately, but he only smiled, moving to place a soft kiss on your lips once more.
His calloused hand met your cheek, making you blink out of your trance-like state,” Stunned, darling?”
You blinked a couple more times, then pouted and placed a palm over his chest, slightly pulling away,” You’re such a tease, Kento!”
The hand that was on your cheek moved up to shuffle your hair away from your forehead. Of course, he kissed there as an apology,” Sorry, love. Couldn’t help myself.”
You grinned, thinking to tease him back as you crossed your arms and jutting a hip out,” Maybe you should help yourself to some more, baby~”
This time, Nanami was the one to blush, a growl coming out from under his breath,” Don’t tempt me.”
“ Just getting even, babe,” you hummed, walking past him to the walk into the closet,” Now go get ready. We gotta leave soon. Your stuff’s in the bathroom, I just ironed it.”
Nanami let out a soft sigh, rolling his eyes at you. Though, of course, he couldn’t help but smile.
You were both now heading over to the restaurant together, arms linked as you leaned onto his bicep. He gently guided you both through the streets, on occasion looking at his phone to see if he was going in the right direction. Nanami had looked down at his phone once more as you both waited at the stop light. He was oblivious to your finger trailing his exposed forearm, tracing over every vein as you did so.
“ Almost there, darling,” Nanami said in a hushed voice,” Sorry, I wasn’t expecting the walk to be this long.”
You only hummed, continuing to trace your fingers over his arm,” It’s okay. I don’t mind walking if it’s with you.”
“ Hm… alright,” he replied softly, placing a kiss on your head.
“ By the way Kento…,” you sighed, leaning into him a little bit more,” Since when did you get so big?”
“ Huh?” the blonde raised a brow. The pedestrian light turned on, and so you two started walking. He still looked over at you with a confused expression.
“ I don’t know… You’ve gotten bigger, like, muscle-wise,” you explain, moving your hand away from his forearm,” You look hot. I like it.”
“ Rather blunt there, love,” Nanami let out an awkward chuckle under his breath,”… but I guess you are feeding me well.”
You scoffed with a grin,” I better be.”
“ I do eat everything out of the lunches you make me,” he hummed to you,” … and you know I work out.”
“ You’re always just really gentle with me,” you said,” Though, I don’t really mind it to be honest.”
“ Would you rather I be rough with you?”
“ Hm…,” you thought for a second,” I think I have an idea. Though, we’ll have to wait until later tonight.”
Kento took a second, trying to understand what you meant by that, but that thought soon faded as you both arrived at the restaurant doors.
Dinner went by smoothly (minus you both arguing over the bill… you lost), and so did the travel back home. You were back in your shared apartment, placing down your keys and shrugging off your coat. Nanami took your coat from your shoulders, hooking it up on a coat hanger and he soon followed. You kicked off your shoes, walked over to the kitchen, and hoisted yourself up on the counter. Nanami followed you, raising a brow at your actions, but letting out a sigh with a soft smile when he looked over at you.
“ What’s on your mind, love?” he said, footsteps stopped as he stood right in front of you.
You smirked, a small glint in your eyes as you looked up at him,” Remember that idea I had earlier?”
“ I recall you saying you had an idea, yes…,” he crossed his arms.
Looking over at his forearm, you felt yourself bite your lower lip. You sat up slightly from your leaned-back position and reached over for his tie, pulling him closer to you, in between your legs. Nanami’s eyes widened, placing his hands on the counter on your sides to stop him from falling. You, on the other hand, were enjoying his proximity to you, the smirk on your face widening.
“ I want you to be rough with me…,” your breath fanned his ear, your hand moving up to loosen his tie,”… but I think it’d be nicer if I guide you first.”
You then moved yourself to face him now, lips barely touching as he exhaled. Before you could kiss him though, he pulled your body a little closer, hands gently gripping on your hips.
“ Alright then,” he whispered against your lips,” Show me what you want, babe.”
That was all you needed to kiss him desperately, exhaling as you did so despite your breath already being taken away. Nanami would return the kiss gently, but you weren’t as gentle back, moving to kiss him rougher as your hand traveled towards his tie: unknotting it and reaching for the buttons on his shirt. Your husband moved his hands to your sides, gently caressing his arm to your back as he started to unbutton the corset that was around your waist. You let out a soft sigh into his mouth, nipping at his bottom lip as you did so. He opened his mouth and allowed you to intertwine your tongue with his. You were halfway done with taking off his shirt, your fingers sliding up his abs to his chest and moving to take it off his shoulders.
Nanami broke away from the kiss, however, making you whine a bit at the proximity loss. He was soft, taking your hands in his.
“ I think we’re moving a bit too fast, sweetheart,” he chuckled,” As much as I love making love to you in the kitchen… how about we move to the bedroom?”
You looked up at him and nodded, despite you initiating it, you still listened to him obediently.
“ Good,” the blonde smirked, a hand gently touching your chin as he pecked your lips. You were about to get up from your spot on the counter when he placed his hands under your thighs, lifting you up himself.
He laid you down gently on the bed, making sure to support your head over some pillows before he moved to climb over you. You wrapped your arms around him, hands pawing to take off his shirt as he placed his lips on your neck.
“ Ah-! K-kento…,” you gasped at the feeling of his hot wet tongue on your neck. He let out a hot breath, lips sweetly kissing your neck as he sunk his teeth in. You felt yourself arch, despite how gentle he was on you.
Your ideas of taking over seemed to wash away from your brain as he meticulously stripped you, helping you unbutton your shirt and take off your pants, just leaving you in your undergarments. To be honest, you hadn’t minded him taking over, enjoying how his rough hands would touch your body, gently squeezing down on your skin, making him groan at how pliable you felt. You were lost in your own thoughts, not even realizing that you were pretty much naked under him. His lips trailed down from your neck to your collarbones as he worshipped your body.
It was blissful, and your mind almost felt as though it wasn’t there.
Until.. he flipped you both over, you now straddling him with your hands on his stomach.
“ H-huh…?.” you blinked yourself out of your trance as you looked down at him with a blush.
God, he looked so fucking hot for no reason, a faint blush on his face as he looked up at you with a smirk.
“ Well…,” he spoke up,” What’s your idea, love?”
You felt slightly embarrassed, getting lost in him for a moment as you were lying on the bed just a moment ago. Eventually, you let out a breath, looking down at him,” Where’s your tie?”
“ I think it’s somewhere on the floor,” he responded, pointing in the direction where he threw his shirt.
You hopped off of his lap for a moment, reaching over and taking his tie.
You had it in your hands now, and leaned over to him, placing the tie over his eyes. Nanami was curious, allowing you to do so, lifting his head to help you tie it behind him.
Once it was securely on him, you reached down to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. Your hands were slightly shaky, however, as you felt a tinge of excitement run through your body as you saw his cock spring out. You looked up at Kento, who had only been able to rely on his senses of touch and hearing. You looked back down at his cock, feeling your mouth water as you looked at the sight of it.
You stuck out your tongue, gently licking at the tip. You noticed Nanami buck his hips nervously, you assumed he didn’t expect you to do that immediately. You tried again, licking up at his length, slicking him up with your own saliva. You heard him let out gasps and groans as you worked your mouth. After some time, you placed your mouth over his length, tongue aiding to add more stimulation.
“ Fuck…,” Nanami cursed, hand reaching touch to grasp your hair, pulling it slightly. He was still trying to be gentle with you though, much to your dismay. You took your mouth off him, looking up at him with a pout,” You can pull my hair, Kento.”
“ I know,” he answered,” S-sorry… I’m just used to being gentle.”
You smirked, placing a kiss on his tip and making him shiver at the small contact,” It’s okay, baby. I’ll try to set the pace this time though.”
“ I- agh…,” you placed your lips over him again, this time, swirling your tongue around him as you took more of his length in your mouth,” Fuck (Y/N), I’m gonna cum.”
You continued on, taking even more of his length in your mouth, booming your head up and down as you wanted him to reach his climax. This time, his hand gripped at your hair, pulling and then pushing you further down on his length, his cock hitting the back of your throat.
“ Fuck… hah…!” his voice was still hushed as he felt himself release. His warm cum shooting into your mouth, as he bucked his hips a little further into your throat.
You swallowed his liquids, wiping a hand over your lips as you sat back up. You enjoyed the small whine he let out from his release, his voice faintly cracking under his raspy voice. He laid further back into the sheets, gasping a little bit for air as you pulled away.
Your hands reached for the drawer in the nightstand, taking a bottle of lube from it before pushing it shut. You opened your palm down, uncapping the bottle and squirting some lube onto your hands. You felt a lewd sense of excitement at the sound of the bottle, capping it and placing it aside. You slicked yourself up, spreading the lube on your hole. Nanami heard you gently gasp to yourself at the cold sensation of the lube. You pulled your hand away, wiping the rest of the slick off on your hip.
“ Slow down,” Nanami warned you. He knew he was big… and sometimes you tended to get a little carried away when you wanted to ride him. You hummed, aligning his length with your hole before gently pushing down.
You felt the tip insert inside of you, that feeling already making you moan. He reached to your hips and helped you guide yourself down as you took more of him in. You took your time, enjoying the places he touched inside of you… because godamn, he felt so fucking good.
He was now all the way in, making you bottom out on top of him. He still couldn’t exactly tell where you were with the blindfold on, but his hands reached out to hold yours. You shakily reached out to intertwine your hands in his, trying to get used to his length despite using lube. You gently gripped his hands in response, taking your time as you took a breath in.
After some time, you exhaled,” I-I’m ready to move.”
Nanami nodded, letting you continue as you rolled your hips. You felt yourself hesitate as you continued on, feeling his cock hit all of the right areas.
“ Fuck… you feel so good,” you moaned, speeding your pace up a bit, letting go of his hands and placing your hands on his chest.
“ Shit baby,” Nanami breathed out,” Keep going like that, yeah?”
You did so, continuing to buck your hips into his desperately. The pace started turning into just simply rolling your hips into practically rutting yourself into him sloppily. You were now lying over him, lifting your lips up and down on his length as you felt yourself get hotter.
“ Ngh!,” you bit your lip harshly,” I-I wanna cum.”
Nanami’s hands were currently gripping your hips, helping you move as you started to get a little tired,” M-me too.”
“ Fuckfuck! N-nanami…!,” you whined.
“ You’re so warm,” he whispered against your ear. He’s started to take over a little bit, slamming his hips up into you, making you writhe and moan on top of him.
“ Hah-ah…! I’m g-gonna,” you couldn’t continue your sentence, already letting yourself go, liquids falling out of you.
Nanami soon followed, bullying his cock further into you as he came inside of you. You jolted, feeling yourself getting filled up as his hot liquid shot into you.
You fell limp on top of him, not being able to move anymore. Nanami pulled himself out, a lewd pop coming out of your hole as he pulled away. You felt his cum start to leak out of you a little bit, you pouting at the loss of warmth. Nanami reached up to take off the makeshift blindfold from his eyes, moving it to the side as he let out a sigh.
He looked over at your fucked out expression, moving a hair out of your face. He placed a kiss on your temple, pulling away with a little smile and closing his eyes.
You were silent for a moment until you poked his face again. He opened his eyes, looking back at yours that had a lust-filled look inside of them.
“ Kento… Can we go again? You can even breed me again this time.”
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[also if you want, please consider getting me a coffee or commissioning me ;) no pressure ofc!!! i understand that we're all in different circumstances/situations, any support of any kind is appreciated <3]
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You guys are never gonna believe what I found online:
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A 3D-Printed, Comic Sans Mono Typeball for an IBM Selectric II Typewriter! Why does this font actually look so natural and fitting for a typewriter?? And it's only $8! This guy is doing the lord's work.
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basiatlu · 6 months
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Rush
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by @mono-chromia & @basiatlu
‘He’s not kissing me, but I can taste him. He’s not kissing me, but his tongue touches mine because I meet him halfway. He’s not kissing me, but I am kissing him.’
It’s one thing to let yourself want the things you want, and another to let yourself have them. Draco does neither, but a lot can change in a single night.
A story about being queer and being shameless, about feeling out of place and falling into place. About finding your people and letting them see you, no matter how uncomfortable.
word count: 10.5k
✨Read on Ao3✨
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steddyhands has me so ruined for any individual izzy ship bc every time i try reading long stizzy fic where ed disappears i inevitably go 'but where's ed? :('
and whenever i read long edizzy fic where stede never pops up i'm inevitably going 'but where stede?? :('
and even when i read ouizzy or sprizzy or fang/ivan/izzy fics etc where izzy is happy while stede and ed are doing their own thing, i'm always a little sad in the back of my mind like 'ed and stede... they don't know?? they don't know the love of izzy?? no kissing first mate??? :((('
(don't get me started on how difficult straight up stede/ed fics are to dig through sometimes, i love the ship to death truly i do, she's the main girlie, but forget crying over where izzy is in their dynamic, i gotta go Entire Work and CTRL+F search izzy's name throughout the fic just to make sure his character isn't getting massacred disney villain style before i get invested in a 50k+ fic at 2am)
my ideal world is one where stede/ed/izzy have sorted their shit out, izzy and frenchie are music boyfriends, izzy shacks up with lucius and pete sometimes for some kissing bitching and gossiping sessions, and izzy and fang have cuddle sessions on the regular
all this ofc alongside archie/jim/olu/zheng's whole thing, whatever frenchie and wee john have going on, lucius' thing with fang, and jackie's continuing recruitment of new husbands to join the swede
in my heart polycrew is real and thriving, we could have had it all dammit
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"we should kill [queer identity]" ok so you're just queerphobic. got it
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heartfullofleeches · 1 year
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may i request a yandere alien with a language barrier between them and the reader?
[transcript: X]
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You feel a sharp pain in your neck. Your eyes flutter open to the ceiling of a canopy, light imitating through its fabric. It feels too close; like a blindfold fitted directly to your eye, and was wrapped around your entire field of view. Something about its crimson color fills you with unease. You manage to pull yourself to its end and look around the room you're in.
It was your room - but something was off. A replica, one crafted to mirror your room near perfectly, but there were subtle changes. The bed was one thing, but the walls were a slightly different color than before. Any decorations had been switched to the opposite side of the room. Pictures remained intact in frame, but in any you remembered standing by someone you found yourself alone. Your head throbs - an ache nulled by a hand on your throat. It pulls away, leaving a white patch on your skin.
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Huh?- You look up towards your captor, mind still in a daze. When did they arrive there- and what even were they? A hulking mass of metal and what appears to flesh stands before you. Its armor is woven into its grey skin, the muscle had the appearance of steel plates, but still carried the properties of flesh. It's head was just another chunk of metal fashioned in the shape of a helmet; the mouth of it shaped around the screen that made up its face - a purple light centered in the middle of it like a singular, glowing eye.
"W...what?" The word slips out and lingers in the air before you can even fiem your lips to say it. It feels like you haven't spoken in decades. The creature turns its head.
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Each beep from its throat makes your heart crawl further up yours. Sharp, and drilling into your ears. It reaches out to touch your cheek. Its skin is so cold.
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You flinch away, still trying to figure out what's going on. The creature persists; grabbing both sides of your neck and forcing you to look at its "face". Images flash within its errie light. You walk home. You chatting with neighbors. You sleeping. You might not be able to understand it, but its message is clear. This thing has been watching you.
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Still blind to the words behind its clicks- you can tell this thing is not going to let you go home anytime soon. It strokes your cheek with its large hand as you trimble.
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You feel another jab in your neck; its hand having moved to its base without you realizing. Your eyes grow heavy as it guides you down into a fetal position. Its insides whirr as it rubs your limp arms for a few strokes before interlocking its hand with yours.
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bluerose5 · 6 months
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Zevran & Astarion Banter Pt. 12/?
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Astarion: It doesn't bother you, does it?
Zevran: That depends. What are we referring to?
Astarion: You know. The fact that we're not—that we haven't...
Zevran: Oh, that.
Astarion: Yes, that.
Zevran: No, it does not bother me. I mean, I am not opposed to having sex, should you ever wish to try, but sex is best when done well and when all parties can enjoy that time together. Our arrangement is a change of pace from what I'm accustomed to, I must admit, but it is far from being an unwelcome change. I am surprised, I have to say. I find it nice to simply spend time together without expectations of what "should" happen.
Astarion: You must have... urges, though.
Zevran: What am I? Some sex-crazed fanatic, unable to control my baser hungers?
Astarion: Look. All I am saying is that, given everything, you seem very comfortable with sex, more than I am at least. I almost envy you for it.
Zevran: Don't. I am comfortable with it to an extent, yes, but I do not expect you to be. Whatever "urges" I have, I can handle them on my own.
Astarion: So you say, but you mentioned that you have been in an arrangement with multiple partners before. Are you sure you would not prefer...?
Zevran: I would not. I do not think that would benefit either of us in this situation.
Astarion: How do you mean?
Zevran: Would you honestly be comfortable if my attention was focused elsewhere?
Astarion: Ha! It's just sex, darling.
Zevran: Coming from anyone else, I'd almost believe that, but what we have is still so new. Our freedom is still new to us. There is enough for us to figure out on our own without adding another into the mix, yes?
Astarion: I do not wish to deprive you of anything. I–I just want you to be happy.
Zevran: And I am happy, my dearest Astarion. I promise you that. Turns out, I value you more than sex. Who would've thought?
Astarion: Heh, miracles never cease.
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blondeaxolotl · 3 months
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My Brain After Your Arts Influencing Me:
Dollrice vs CielDoll
Dollrice vs CielDoll
DOLLRICE VS CIELDOLL
DOLLRICE VS CIELDOLL
Also me:
Lol Joker and Dagger trying not to murder hearing dudes like Doll
Sighs ykw since I accidentally started Dollrice might as well embrace it and make it worse
When we're talking canon Dollrice (like black butler not red butler), it's not hard to believe Maurice thought Doll was a guy, but it'd be funnier if Doll herself also thought Maurice was a girl, and both probably thought that for a while until a third party was like "You do realise Doll is a girl/Maurice is a guy" and you just see them stare at eachother like:
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Thing is, Doll is definitely aware of the fact she looks like a guy and sometimes purposely messes with people (Hell, I myself headcanon her as bigender). But I believe Doll, never in her own life would've thought that she would ever get confused over someone else's identity than the usual other way around. Must've been a wild experience.
in long story short: Both Doll and Maurice are so gender-breaking norms that they ended up fooling eachother by pure accident, they're the definition of "Handsome Girl" and "Beautiful Boy".
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yxllowcoat · 1 month
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Starter for @bravest’s Mono!
(Pale City Verse.)
rather lovely and soothing melody rang from the music box Six slowly turned the crank of, sitting all alone in a locked room.
How long had it been again? A month? Maybe two?
She had no idea. The days all blended together.
As far as the dusty cardigan-wearing child knew, there was nobody else around, let alone another kid.
But she was wrong.
The first swing of the ax just a few feet before her had Six scooting backwards in shock, gasping; she inched backwards under a low wooden table, and she saw whoever was smashing the door take another swing at it. She couldn’t see who it was, but she could see the ax’s sharp edge each time it struck the door.
Then, as it struck a third and final time, the wood gave way, and another child stepped in, looking around as he came closer to Six’s hiding place. He wore a paper bag on his head, a brown jacket, and matching pants. His undershirt was the same color, too, and his feet were bare, like hers.
Somehow daring to hope this kid was trustworthy, Six crawled out cautiously from under the small space.
Who was he? How did he get here? Why was he here…?
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dragon-queen21 · 1 month
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Little Nightmares stimboard
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👁‍🗨-👁‍🗨-👁‍🗨
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declawedwildcat · 2 months
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Back in 2nd grade or so when I wanted to be an author, I had a set of bird characters that I would "write" children's books about in my notebooks during class. It seemed fitting that, nearly 20 years later when I'm back to both writing and drawing, I should finally give them the glow-up they deserve 🪶
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tiredlilguy · 10 months
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Hi! I see requests are open and you're just getting started so good luck!<3
I would like to ask about Dazai and Chuuya fluff with s/o Who likes to kiss them by surprise?
You can ignore it!
(Sorry for some mistakes but english is not my first language)
a/n: hihi~ ur english is fine, anon :D no need to worry!
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pairing(s): Dazai Osamu, Chuuya Nakahara (separately) X GN!Reader cw: N/A, not proofread desc: surprised kiss, sort of... not really with chuuya, but i tried >:3
Dazai:
today, you had one mission: to catch Dazai off guard
you had originally taken an idea from Atsushi, trying to shower him with compliments, but all Dazai’s reactions were was him trying to flirt back with you (he won)
you were both out on the town on a very rare off day for the two of you
holding his hand, you were staring at the floor watching one of your feet walk over the other
Dazai noticed this and stopped in his tracks, pulling you both out of the way
“ What’s wrong, my sweet?,” he said, lifting your chin up with a smile.
you didn’t want to tell him that you were trying to catch him off guard otherwise it’d ruin the surprise
so instead, you opted to just… stare at him.
eventually you mumbled something
“[… ],” you muttered.
“ Hm…? What’s that?,” he leaned down to hear you closer… This was your perfect opportunity.
“ Tag you're it,” you whispered in his ear, placing a quick kiss… or more like a smack from your lips on his cheek before slipping out of his grasp and running through the people around him like a child.
dazai paused… placing a hand on his cheek as you ran away
boy he hated to see you leave, but he loved to see you go (sorry.)
he felt his face get hot for a moment… as he almost couldn’t pin point his expression
“ Well, alright then, if that’s how it’s going to be,” he muttered before getting into a running pose,” I’m going to win!”
he proceeded to run across the street… almost running into a car
eventually he reached up to you, grabbing onto your arm and pulling you into him
before you knew it, he kissed you deeply on the lips
safe to say, he really loved surprises… in the form of affection was even better
Chuuya:
let’s say he’s sleeping on the couch after a long day of work kind of almost like a dad: got the tv on and he’s basically sprawled out
he’d definitely be sleeping with his hat over his head and snoring a whole bunch
you were just innocently standing across the living room, making some dinner in the kitchen and you notice him snoring really loudly
Usually you don’t tend to bother him when he’s in this state, but for some reason his snoring started to bother you
(You were debating on wacking him in the head with a pan, but you stopped yourself and tried to focus on cooking instead)
Eventually after cutting up some vegetables, you heard, once again another loud snore
Placing down the knife on the side you frowned and walked over to him with a huff
You understood he was tired, so you were currently kneeling down in front of him debating on what you wanted to do…
You could’ve shook him awake, called out his name or anything, but this time you wanted to kiss him
Looking up at him, you could see that his hat was slightly falling off, so you reached over to take it off his face
“ Chuuya…,” you whispered, but he didn’t seem to budge despite the shade covering his face going away
Frowning again, you gently tugged on his hair, but he moved his head to the side, trying to get away from the tug on his hair
Crawling up on his thighs, you were now straddling him, once again he didn’t react… he was completely knocked the fuck out
You rolled your eyes and moved his bangs out of his face, letting out a sigh
Gently, you kissed his cheek and then the other one, making him stir slightly
Your lips moved to his forehead and then down to his nose and then eventually, you kissed his lips gently
At this point, Chuuya had already woken up, but refused to open his eyes
“ Angel kisses to wake me up I see?,” Chuuya chuckled, opening one eye with a grin.
“ Dinner’s almost ready,” you answered, pulling away,” You’re snoring was annoying me too.”
Without answering, Chuuya pulled you closer by the hips,” ‘Kay, but I want some dessert first.” He quickly flipped you onto your back on the couch with a grin.
(That escalated quickly)
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paodocinh · 9 months
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HELLO GIRLIE POPS CYSM CHAPTER 7 LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOO
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sorry for the delay on today's chapter and for the mini-hiatus i took! BUT IM GLAD TO SAY IM BACK AND THERES GOING TO BE CYSM TODAY AND TOMORROW GUYSSS!!! WOHOOOO
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aroace-polyshow · 2 months
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you ever do typos in real life handwriting
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eruisapenguin · 13 days
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Pataphysics Department AU
(SCP Foundation x Researcher!MC)
Sucks to be MC, huh.
CW: Reference for suicide
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It was fuzzy, the memories, you couldn't remember clearly what had happened; painfully mundane it seemed, before. Then all light dimmed, edges stained with darkness. You thought you were fainting, that's fine, you were probably overexerting yourself like usual.
Then you find yourself restricted from receiving air, all oxygen taken away, panic immediately floods you. Were you being kidnapped after all?!
You tried to trash around—yet no muscle moved even an inch, paralyzed and suffocated…you wished to scream; for the whole world to listen. But you can't, you are stuck in a nightmare.
Help, please, somebody….anybody...you can't die now…you have so much to live for! Is this really the end? You don't want to die…
There's something…finally at last! Something other than an everlasting void…
It was spiral
Stretching and pulling before you.
You cannot breathe.
Your body jolted awake, trembling hand wrapped around an object—you can feel a cool metal pressed against your temple—to your shock it was a gun, what the fuck!? You threw it away, the gun clattered to silence below on the ceramic floor. What were you doing just now! Why do you have a gun, you don't remember owning one—and where the hell are you?!
It was an office, colored in white enough to drive a man insane. There are many scattered papers in front of you, on the desk. Is it your desk? Among other walls of printed text one caught your eye, a very familiar view since ever your brain rot over scp: containment breach.
The spiral gestalt.
Now hold on a fucking second—
So, from what you can gather. Your other universe's y/n is a researcher of the goddamned SCP Foundation, somehow they got a hold on D-9341—Dr. Walker’s spiral gestalt thingy and tried it on themself. Which had worked; almost entirely or not as what other y/n’s prediction.
Heck you don't even know what they intended to do with it, communicating? Save and load power?
Whatever it is, it's a mystery to you. But first, you need to get rid evidences of the experiment ever happening. You're not sure if you're even authorized to do this—hell D-9341 got demoted for it, you absolutely do not want to be a D-class or terminated.
Holy shit, could other y/n br a villain in making?
The paper was filled with ink, it was your own handwriting. Black, white, black, white, gray. Rather than the standard scp font you forgot the name of. It appeared to be quite obsessively written, the madness present even through the text. Yep, definitely a villain.
You sighed, putting it inside a paper shredder, then drenched the ruins with water inside a trash can. Now nobody will ever look twice at it. Your nose twitched at the smell of smudges of ink against your fingers.
Your other’s ID card hangs from your neck. Giving it a good look for once; the photo stares back with dead eyes, taunting. Name, age, birth year; all the same as yours.
Pataphysics department. Level three clearance, senior researcher.
How fun.
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starseaweed · 1 month
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Guess what? I wrote something for the little Resident Evil x Little Nightmares crossover. There’s actually more, but I’m going to try and pace myself for this.
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While Mono couldn’t say where they were for certain, he knew it wasn’t the same place Six and him had come from. She had, for some insane reason, followed him into the television, and thankfully shared his fate when the screen spat them both out here. Wherever here might be.
There was something in the air, a clean tension even Six could feel, drastic in its sharpness and nothing like the heavy, endless mist of their city. Of course, the city that they had come from wasn’t “theirs” any more than the city they found themselves in, but Mono pretended that it was more “home” than this new place. He knew there better than here, not that it said much.
One thing he knew though, was that the Adults here were different. Yes, there were some clear twisted Adults that screeched like animals and trudged after them with unseeing determination. Monsters like corpses in bags, given new life, and blind ones that looked like skinned frogs he had seen in the School.
But there were also ones that… weren’t. Adults that ran and weaved and planned. Adults that avoided the twisted Adults, that fought them. Adults with un-twisted faces and bodies. Adults with kind eyes and soft faces, with fluid movement and singing voices. Adults that spoke. Spoke! Mono had gaped when he heard the un-twisted adult talking, and Six had stared, wide-eyed and stone still. They didn’t understand half of what the adult had said, but that didn’t change the fact that it was words. Not grunts, or huffs, or groans. Actual words.
Mono didn’t even know if these were Adults, anymore. They had to be very big children, because Adults did not speak, or run, or fight. No, all they did was hunt, and chase, and scream, or do many other things Mono didn’t understand the meaning of.
The things these Adults did made sense. They were trying to survive like children did. And so, Mono held out hope that maybe these were not Adults after all. He didn’t think Six was as optimistic, but it wasn’t like they talked about it, anyway. Six just followed him, same as always. What did it matter if Mono had started tailing a not-Adult?
The pair had seen a few not-Adults in the midst of the twisted Adults, however, the one they were trailing behind, Mono had taken to calling “Loud”. Sure, he wasn’t the best at naming things but with boots that romped around in the hallways and squeaked on the floors, the name stuck. Whenever he pulled out one of his weapons, the pair of children had to cover their ears. Sometimes, he even shouted things at the twisted Adults, making Mono wonder how Loud had ever survived this long.
Another thing that made him question Loud’s survival instinct was how he kept leaving behind keys. It was very useful, actually; whenever Loud thought he was done with something he would just leave it behind. Much of it was just trash; But once, Loud left behind a small, round and bumpy weapon, and after watching him use another, Six had used hers to explode one of the blind Adults. Mono hadn’t needed to see the grin on her face to know she was absolutely giddy.
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This is all just background that takes place before this and this. Next
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