#see if you can guess who has which prompts teehee | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

finniestoncrane · 2 years

Note

May you pretty please write something with Arkham Riddler with a reader who has a degradation kink?

Trying to do the Riddler challenges in the Arkham games is so bad for me (especially with the Arkham Knight races) because I absolutely suck at them (I can’t drive for shit in video games). And so of course because I’m failing Eddie just starts dealing out insults and makes everything worse. Cause like then I don’t want to succeed right away you know?

I just need a reader that just adores Eddie degrading them please.

Totally don’t have to do this btw, sorry it was a long ask.

Pathetic. Worthless.

Arkham!Riddler x GN!Reader, word count: 1.7k don't ever apologise to me for long asks i swear or i'll smack you on the head with a broom i love the detail you've done all the hard work for me lmao but anywayyyy... you are speaking my fuckin language baby this is a tight as shit concept and i am ALL OVER IT because guess who likes to be called a silly little slut (it's me, i'm the silly little slut teehee) and i also spent a majority of what i've played so far fanning myself when he tells me i'm stupid 💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: language, degradation, humiliation, forced oral just a smidge of aftercare cos he's a soft boy really

You placed the wrench on workbench where Edward was busy with another of his projects.

“Having fun tinkering?”

“It’s not tinkering! It’s…just, pass the screwdriver.”

Handing the wrench to him, you tried to hold your smile back.

“Are you stupid?”

“I don’t know, Eddie, why?”

He placed his fingers at his temples, obviously trying to hold back his irritation, or simmering rage. But it was the effect you had hoped to garner from him. All day you’d been purposefully obtuse, getting his riddles wrong, so wrong and so consistently wrong that he had stopped telling you them, which was a first. And this was now the third time you had brought him the wrong tool. Smacking his hands down on the desk he turned to face you, no doubt straining to keep his words curbed, trying to remember how fond of you he actually was, even if he struggled to show it sometimes. And when his eyes met your coy smile, noticed you batting your eyelashes and shuffling your feet, he understood immediately.

“Ah, I see.” There was a glint in his eyes as he narrowed his eyebrows, lips curling at the edges into a wicked sneer. “You are stupid.”

It took all of you not to jump up and down on the spot, but you couldn’t contain the little giggle that erupted.

“Enough of that! If this is going to be pleasurable for you, you can forget it.” With a wink, he stood up from his seat, inching closer to you until your noses were pressed together. “I’m not in the mood to be nice to you right now, nor to placate your insecurities and tell you that you are smart after all, that you’ve been very good today, when the exact opposite would be correct. Get on your knees.”

You fell to the ground instantly, knees making contact with the oil-stained floor, shards of metal and glass and whatever else luckily not pressing too hard against you where you knelt. Looking up at him, you tried to hide the excitement in your eyes, but it was a futile attempt. Eddie knew you. Very well.

“Now, I’m going to be very rough, but that’s only because you’ve been entirely insufferable today. And if I’m being too mean, you’ll just have to take it. I want to see just…how…much…you…can take.” As he spoke, he let his fingers trace your lips, pushing two inside and pressing down on the teeth, opening your mouth and lowering your jaw, his thumb resting on your chin. “To see how much of me you can take.”

Towering above you now, he began unbuckling his belts, tossing one to the floor, the other, clattering to the sides of his pants. Unzipping slowly, he slid the fabric down, unsheathing his cock, holding it in his palm, hardening from soft at the touch, growing ever more impressive as he became stiffer at the sensation, at the prospect of what he had in store for you. He palmed it, hissing through clenched teeth as he let his thumb stroke the head softly, tentatively.

“Ok, remember what I’ve told you.” He lifted your head up by the chin, smiling as he realised you were staring intently at his cock, mouth subtly open in preparation. “If a job is worth doing, do it well. We don’t half-ass things around here.”

He slapped softly at your cheek twice, letting his trousers fall further down to his knees, his legs exposed, deliciously thick, dark hair covering his thighs which you reached up to touch, letting your palm glide over them, fingers pressed in slightly.

“Put the whole thing in, don’t make me struggle to make it fit. This is the best way to shut you up, you insolent little pain. Take my whole cock in your mouth.”

Grasping himself at the base of his length, he dragged the tip along your lower lip, pausing before he inserted himself.

“I would say I’m going to fuck you stupid, but that would be a pointless task. You’re already completely stupid.”

There was no more waiting around, as you were taken back by his swift entry, the taste of sweat and salt hitting your tongue, saliva pooling instantly as you let your tongue swirl around his head, trying to savour as much of him as you could. Pressing the very tip against the slit of his head, you looked up in response to his light whimper, which he quickly shifted into a deeper groan when he spotted you looking at him.

“You’re a thirsty…shameless slut. Prove you’re good…for something. If you can’t please me…with your mouth…then you can leave.”

He wrapped his hand around the back of your head, no pressure on the touch, just letting his fingers brush through your hair. In response, you hollowed your cheeks and slid your mouth further up his length, taking more of him in, moaning around his cock as he grunted in pleasure.

“That’s more like it…mmmm…yes, that’s good…this is your only task right now…focus on me…I could replace you with a robot…in an instant…so you better do a good job…”

Edward’s breath hitched as you bobbed your head at a more rapid pace, slowing down as you got close to the base, drawing your tongue languidly back up the shaft before pursing your lips around the head.

“Keep your eyes on me, idiot.”

Staring up at him, trying to hold his gaze despite the fact you were consumed with pleasure, arousal building in your stomach, skin clammy and prickled with excitement.

“You stupid, pathetic, worthless little creature.”

He growled as his hand pushed on your head onto him, fingers gripping your hair at the root and directing you onto him, only letting go when you gagged loudly, choking on him.

“Oh, come on now! Put some effort into this, use your tongue, hollow your…ok no, I’m not going to tell you how to do this.”

With his hand softly on your cheek, he let his thumb gently pass over the skin, back and forth, soothing you.

“Dear, dear. Your mouth was big enough earlier, this shouldn’t be a problem for you. It doesn’t take brains to know what to do if you’re choking, no?”

Pulling himself out from your lips, groaning at the sound of you gasping for breath, he watched you quietly as he panted. Your moment of reprieve was done though, as he guided his tip, slick with your drool, back into your mouth, spit falling from your chin to the floor.

“You’re making such a mess, my dear. Is this really so hard for you? I’ll just take a hold of your hair then, to help you. Good thing you wore those silly little pigtails. Who do you think you are? Do you think you’re going to be my pathetic little sidekick like that idiot clown and his little jester?”

Your hair, tangled in his fingers as he gripped both of your pigtails, he forced your head down onto his dick, more of it hitting the back of your throat than before. Gagging against it, you focused on breathing through your nose, trying to do your best for him, despite the fact that you were desperate for him to degrade you further.

“This kind of humiliation and punishment really suits the intellectually challenged such as yourself. Is this an achievement for you? It should be, you should be grateful that I would pay this kind of attention to a little slut.”

You nodded, mouth still full, lips pouted around him, tasting his precum, your own saliva.

“Shall we try a little task, a challenge?”

Again, you bobbed your head, muffled moans of agreement emanating from your otherwise occupied lips.

“Ok, you tell me you’re stupid when I’m out. Time it right, take a deep breath in, say your piece, and then get ready to take me again. Got it?”

He gripped his cock at the base once again, bring it out for you to struggle a ‘yes’, waiting until you caught on and offered your statement.

“I’m stupid.”

With no time to process, he was pushing himself back in, sliding himself in and out of your mouth, giving you the bare minimum time to tell him how stupid you were, following his demands to say you were a whore, to tell him you were worthless, to beg him to choke you. He settled inside of you permanently again, allowing you to get back to a pace where you could properly satisfy him, the tip of your tongue pressed hard to his shaft, flicking over his head, stretching your mouth open wide enough that he wasn’t touching the edges before enveloping him in your wet, pouting lips.

“Using you…hmmm…like this, I’m disappointed it’s taken this long, but I am…phew…I am going to cum. And you’re going to take it…all down your…worthless…pathetic…mmm…throat.”

He growled every word, pausing only when his breath hitched and his whines managed to escape.

“And you…my silly little…idiot…you’re going to take all of it down your stupid throat…do not open your mouth…until I’m finished…this should be…a gift to you…hmph…a treat…mmm…as if someone…god…of my…urgh…calibre…would ever…hng…stoop so low…ah…ever…again…ah!”

Edward’s hands held firm to the back of your head as he came down your throat, leaving trails of his seed along your tongue and on your lips as he pulled out, holding your chin up and your head back until you swallowed it all, hands slipping to your throat as you opened your mouth wide to show him that you had done as he wanted.

“Good girl.”

He fell to his knees in front of you, shocking you by kissing you, lips against yours, tongue flicking out and then pulling back, his eyes screwing up as he tasted himself. He smiled though, as he stroked your cheek.

“I hate to ruin the illusion, my dear, but you are above and beyond. You are perfection. As if I would sully myself with anyone not intellectually worthy, hm?”

Ed pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head as he stood up, offering you a hand to help you onto your feet.

137 notes · View notes

zv5x · 3 years

Text

So uhh,,, I'm starting to get into writing again after restarting everything, so to really warm myself up I'm doing the Yandere ABC's prompt thingy with Spirit! Cause I need the Spirit simps to return to my blog and cause Spirit is my main source of serotonin!!! Plz enjoy teehee, and I promise I'll get to all of your requests soon! let me have my Spirit simping hour, I need it very much ( :̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get? - Spirit is VERY intense affection wise, and is almost always holding onto you in one way or another. Whether that be laying his head on your chest and purring quietly, or by insisting that your hand stays connected with his while outside, he's always making sure he has a good handle on you. He's also very protective and caring, so expect to be feeling a lot safer in the future. And I mean a LOT safer. Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling? - Spirit was never a big fan of wasting his time on the filth that keeps the two of you apart, so he likes to keep rival elimination quick and painless. However, if he feels that whoever he's killing isn't worthy of a quick death, he will most definitely accommodate to that fact. Or, if you ask him to kill someone and specifically request for it to be long and messy, he'd do it without a shread of hesitation. After all, he'd do anything to prove his loyalty to you. Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them? - Mocking you isn't in Spirit's vocabulary. He could never treat you with a shread of inhumanity (unless that is, he sees it as needed), as he feels you deserve the best and nothing but the best. He owes his life to you! You saved him, you showed him that the world wasn't nearly as vile as he once thought. Treating you with anything less than the love and adoration that you deserve just doesn't seem like a concept to him even. If he get's to the point where he sees abduction as necessary, he might do the occasional "ara ara" type shit while stepping on your chest though lol, he can get like that sometimes. He'd step on you very gently, though..he doesn't want to hurt you too bad Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will? - Before you even got him out of the game in which he was trapped, he was very creepily overbearing. Though, he couldn't directly show that considering he wouldn't ever get let out then. He'd just keep tabs on all your devices through the shadows. P.S., it was very kind of you to make a ROM of his game for your laptop for him to move into! It made things so much easier for him! Now he can have a much easier time watching you sleep and hearing you breathe when he's placed right by your side on your bed (you said you didn't want him to be lonely, which he thought was very kind and cute of you. It's exactly why he adores you so much). It also makes it so much easier to look through your phone since you have that data connected to your laptop as well. Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling? - What was that, (Y/N)? Spirit's actions are making you doubt his undying love for you? No fear! He'll pour his entire heart to you right then and there! He'll list of just every little thing about you that makes his heart beat fast, he'll also lovingly alert you to the fact that he owes his life along with everything that he is, all to you! He wouldn't be alive or free if it wasn't for you! The coding of his game would have crumbled and basically ate him alive, so without you he'd probably be dead. Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back? - A combination of betrayal and confusion. Confusion, due to the fact he just doesn't understand why you'd want to leave him. Isn't this exactly what you humans consider true love? The idea of being with someone who would gladly bare any level of agony just to be the only one you gaze upon, the idea of someone being willing to go to any

length just to see that smile of yours that they always adore seeing, how is this not what humans consider love? The feeling of betrayal from you doing something as selfish as trying to leave him, the pain could almost eat him alive. How could you? He's done everything for you, he's given you every inch of love and affection that he has to offer, and you repay him by trying to leave him all alone? Expect the biggest guilt trip you've ever experienced. "I thought you loved me, dearest! Why would you try and leave me?!" Along with millions of demands to know who you were running away to. There had to be some place for you to go when you left him after all, so whose throat does he have to slit just to prove to you how much he adores you? Go on, don't be shy, tell him! Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape? - The hunting you down aspect of all of this? Yeah, I guess he could consider it a game. But the thing is, he never really considers what he's doing Hunting you down unless you're directly trying to run from him. So, at that point, hunting you down is exactly what he's doing. Spirit considers everything he's doing to be completely understandable and normal for human relationships. So he definitely doesn't consider what he's doing to be a "game" or anything else similar. His love for you isn't just some game, it's serious and it's all he has Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them? - If you ever dare cheat on him, expect to see the last thread of sanity he has in him just snap right before your eyes. He could never kill you, no. But your little partner? Expect them to be torn to shreads right before your very eyes. Ever hear one of those crazy ass yandere laughs? Yeah. He'd pull that too. He'd quite literally go ballistic, getting up when who you cheated on him with isn't even recognizable, screaming at you and demanding to know the reason for your disloyalty. He did everything for you! And you just go on and pull shit like this? No. He won't accept it. You won't get away with it. He still loves you of course, and will remind you of that fact every millisecond, but you can tell he just isn't the same. More possessive, more angry and suffocating. Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling? - Spirit definitely wants to marry you. Like, this is a fact. He's basically your fiance without even proposing to you yet. He'd definitely enjoy a few kids as well, but only if you want them as well and are able to have them. He understands any reason you might not want kids, and he won't pressure you. Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope? - He's like, literally the CEO of jealous (As well as the CEO of protectiveness). His protective nature causes him to be extremely suspicious of others and their intentions. Sometimes if he feels that person was getting a little too friendly with you, he'll possessively wrap his arms around you while you're talking to them and growl at them until they power walk away out of fear. Sometimes while the two of you are cuddling he'll subtly and quietly bite your neck to leave marks. Or, sometimes he just goes for the more direct route, and offs anyone who he saw as in his way. He can't have anyone walking in on private property thinking it's their own, can he? Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling? - He's usually extremely understanding and sweet. Spirit doesn't like having to use fear tactics to get his way, since he hates it when he has to resort to putting fear in you. Around you, Spirit is more loving than he ever was around anyone before. You're his precious darling after all! You saved him, you taught him what love was like. How could he not act painfully loving and sweet in your presence? You just make his heart flutter so violently. Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling? - Literally exploding Senpai's face off one day while you were paying his game. He's just been watching you for so long, allowing

Senpai to soak up all your love and attention. He just couldn't contain the jealousy, or the rage. He didn't get what Senpai did to be getting so much affection from you. So, he got rid of the problem. Senpai. He was able to convince you Senpai was completely unalive and unfeeling, just lines of code. Which, he was lines of code, but Spirit knew very well that he was aware of the world and environment around him, and could very much so be considered...alive. However, you didn't need to know that. Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else? - Kinda? You know how protective and jealous he can be, but he completely hides the fact he's literally committed murder. He doesn't want you to think of him as some heartless monster, now does he? That wouldn't do at all. He needs you to adore him, just as much as he adores you. He wants you to be fully willing to marry him, and live out the rest of eternity with him. How could that happen if the very thought of him scares you? Naughty: How would they punish their darling? - The usual, causing you physical pain. His methods of doing this vary, along with the severity of the pain. But, lucky for you it takes a lot to get him to the point to where he sees punishment as the only way. Additionally, if you allow him too, he could get a little...lewder with the punishments... Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling? - Not many, if everything goes by his plan. However, if you refuse to do what he says, he'll take away as many rights as he can. Physical freedom, friends, family, and everything else in between. If he feels something is keeping you from him, he'll snatch it away in a millisecond. You don't need it. However, if everything goes to plan, then great! He's so happy you realize that your future is with him, and only him! Patience: How patient are they with their darling? - Oh, he's extremely patient! That is, unless you do something to upset him. Don't show too much fear, don't yell or scream at him, don't deliberately make him jealous, or do anything similar, and everything will be okay! He understands why you might be a little reluctant, as you've probably never had someone as loving and adoring as him in your life! So much affection being given to you is something you need to get used to, he would know. It took him a little bit to fully adjust to all the love you had for him. Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on? - No. He wouldn't. Not in the slightest. He'd never be able to move on if you were to leave him forever. If you die, he could just chase you down to wherever you ended up considering he was a demon himself. But, if you somehow find a way to get away from him even after he chases you down? He'll be devastated. He thought you loved him, he loved you so much. He still does love you. He can't let you go, he just can't. He needs you. He lives for you. He craves you. You're his light, his everything, he can't imagine an existence without you by his side. But, that won't even happen, he won't let you go no matter what. You won't be able to loosen yourself from his grip. Not that you want to though, right? (Extra fact: Spirit wouldn't hesitate to resort to killing you himself, just so he could drag you down to Hell and keep you there forever. If it's something he needs to do, then he'll do it no questions asked. He hates causing you pain, he really does. But Spirit will do whatever it takes to have your love) Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go? - Spirit has a very warped view of love, so while he is capable of feeling guilt, he doesn't at all regret what he's done. He feels guilt for the way you cried when he tried snuggling you and holding you, he felt guilt for the way you trembled as he reached out to you, but he just couldn't feel bad for the people he damned and murdered. They were trying to take you away from him, and that's absolutely unforgivable. Stigma:

What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)? - Definitely his time in the Hating Simulator. He was completely ripped away from all contact with the outside world and everyone that inhabited it, human or not. He stayed like that for years, until his captors daughter finally decided to dispose of him. Then, somehow, he met you. You decided to pick his game and it's console up, and take him home. He didn't trust you at first, but soon, watching you talk to Senpai and get closer with him, he fell in love with you. Hard. He needed you in his life, he needed to keep you. He had to have you. You needed to be his, and his alone. Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves? - Confused, but still upset and guilty. He hates seeing you in pain, whether that pain be physical or mental. So to hear you scream and cry with such pain, it absolutely makes his heart shatter. But he just doesn't understand why you're acting in such agony...aren't you happy? Don't you love him? He'll probably look at you with a pained look in his eyes. He'll try and hold you in his arms and hold you close to his chest, no matter how hard you struggle. Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere? - Literally chasing you down to wherever you go, with no effort at all. He makes it so you CAN'T escape him, no matter how hard you try, and no matter who you cry to for help. With any other Yandere, there's always the possibility of escape. Whether it be by leaving their basement, killing them in self defense, getting them arrested, etc, etc. But with Spirit, there's nothing you can do. You're going to love him, or he'll make your life a living hell. Quite literally, in fact. Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape? - While there is literally no way to escape him, you can try and manipulate him to get whatever you wish. Spirit is extremely touch starved, to the point where he'll probably tremble and shake with pleasure if you do as much as reach out to him. Just hold him in your lap and let him purr into your neck as you run your finger through his hair, he'll be literal putty in your hands. While trying to use this against him to escape will result in harsh punishment, if you can think of anything you can get out of him using this then by all means go for it. Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling? - Only if needed. Spirit doesn't wish to cause you pain, but he won't hesitate to if he thinks it will make you love him and stop that hopeless struggling of yours. Spirit will make sure to cuddle you and kiss you after each punishment however, praising you in a soft whisper about how good you've been for him while he taught you a lesson. Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over? - If you want to know how much you mean to him, Spirit will without hesitation get on one knee and kiss the tips of your hand as he purrs words of pure love. He'll make sure you know just how loved and important you are to him by the end of the night, any way you wish for him to, no matter how direct or "explicit" Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap? - After escaping the Hating Simulator, maybe about a year Zenith: Would they ever break their darling? - If you were to "break" under his care, rest assured it was completely unintentionally. But, he'll still take your submission as a win. You're willing to tell you love him, you're willing to marry him and live a life with him, and that's all Spirit needs. He loves you so much ♡

#Spirit #Fnf spirit #spirit friday night funkin #Spirit x reader #fnf x reader #Friday Night Funkin x reader #Fnf HCs #yandere imagines #yandere fnf #Yandere Friday Night Funkin #yandere hcs #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #fnf headcanon #fnf imagines #Friday Night Funkin imagines #Yandere Spirit #Spirit fnf x reader

45 notes · View notes

excusemin · 4 years

Text

Ships - KTH

pairing: Taehyung x female reader

genre: teeny tiny bit of fluff and lots of angst

warnings: none, just lots of angst teehee

word count: 880

summary: Recalling the bitter memories of one who drifted away.

a/n: this is my first little one shot that I upload on here. Got inspired by Taehyung’s Sweet Night. I hope someone enjoys this although it's pretty angsty. If someone wants to go ahead and request something, feel free to send an ask. Check this prompt list if you want to request anything. Anywho, please enjoy. :) Also thanks to @katobobato for motivating me to write. I really appreciate it.

Step after step, Y/n felt those cold drops from the cloudy night sky hit her face but she didn't mind. They were the only thing that provided comfort. Comfort from the lack of warmth that was no longer waiting for her in their bed... her bed. The bed that was made for two started to seem almost too empty lately. Sleepless nights became too frequent so walks when the streets were empty came along. Thoughts clouding in her mind.

"Where did everything go wrong?"

"When did I let myself go?"

"Why did I let myself go?"

Then she remembered his sharp eyes that seemed to be full of affection whenever they would be together. It would cause her heart skip a beat, warm up even if it meant anything to him.

"Or was it just my imagination?"

"Was I feeling more than I was supposed to?"

The feeling of warmth in her heart increased day by day only to be replaced with the feeling of her heart torn apart slowly at the thought of him. The longing for that warmth became more painful to bare as every night came.

"Did I not see the way his eyes would slowly lose that touch of affection?"

"Was I too blinded with love?"

Unknowingly, her feet seemed to have a mind of their own walking by the places they used to once walk hand in hand. Regaining a sense of awareness of where she was standing, her heart dropped recalling the first moment they laid eyes on each other.

(Flashback)

Y/n had just finished her nightly "study" session at the local cafe. Studying was not a huge part of Y/n's sessions, it was more like hot chocolate, gazing at the night sky while hearing the waves crashing against the shore. Gathering her keys and worn out book bag, she finished the last of the not so hot chocolate.

Walking to the nearest trash can, she let her eyes close for a bit and took a moment to inhale the fresh breeze the night had to offer. Not realizing someone was heading the same way, both bodies collided with each other. Sensing her book bag and keys slip out of reach, Y/n braced herself for the fall but it never came. Instead, she felt one arm wrap around her while the other held the back of her head and pulled her closer to the their chest.

Distantly, she heard a deep voice around her but she was too shocked to pay attention to it. Taking deep breathes, breathing in the soft aroma of pine until she calmed down. Once she heard the voice call upon her again, she slowly looked up to find the view of a beautiful man surrounded by the stars that she had gazed at earlier. The man realized that she was still shocked from the impact so he offered a bright smile. Shaking her head, she offered a sheepish smile knowing she had been caught gazing at the man who still held her. Noticing his arms were still around her, he slowly removed them and and picked up her belongings that had fallen on the floor around them.

Their cheeks burned with slight embarrassment while their eyes avoided falling into each other's gaze again. Chuckling, the man raised his hands to Y/n offering her belongings gently while gently speaking again.

"I'm so sorry for bumping into you, I was admiring the stars and I should've paid more attention to where I was going."

"No, it's okay. I wasn't paying attention either, so I'm sorry as well."

"How can we be at fault when surrounded by the beauty the world has to offer? Everything's perfectly okay. Well, I'm Taehyung." He said as he extended his hand to hold the one before him. Meeting his hand, she offered a shy smile.

"I'm Y/n, nice to meet you Taehyung."

"Well Y/n, something tells me there's something good coming from this little shipwreck."

(Flashback ends)

Something good did come from that little shipwreck. They started meeting every single night. Sweet hot chocolate and talks of the many wonders came along. Their feelings for each other started to grow as every night passed. The nightly "study" sessions became weekly dates in local restaurants. The questions of which restaurant they should visit next soon became questions of whose apartment should they spend the night in. Their clothes had their own reserved space within each other’s homes.

Wiping the tears that fallen down on her cheeks, Y/n inhaled painfully the fresh air and now bitter memories of once upon a time. Gaining control of her feet once again, she walked back to her empty apartment. Once Y/n had reached her apartment, she locked the door and walked to her room. Sitting on his side of the bed, she discarded her shoes and looked up at the closet that once held Taehyung's clothes. Her clothes still on her own side, never passing his side in hopes of him coming back.

Getting up and slowly walking to the closet, she reached out to the only item on his side. The hoodie he wore when they first met. Pulling it off its hanger, Y/n held the over-sized hoodie to her body, shakily sighing.

Guess they were ships that drifted apart.

63 notes · View notes

lynenspray · 4 years

Note

imagine like...wenjoy fucking just before irene comes back from work,, and joy cums in wendy, and when irene comes back she’s horny so she starts fucking wendy and then wendy has both joy’s and irene’s load inside,,

hmm,,, been yoinked out as fuck lately tryna crank prompts out from my inbox,,,

so why not i just write a quick lil gift for u anon-ie,, as reward for the lovely scenario u have provided

(n a break from the other prompts that need a bit more worldbuilding,,,, TT)

—

wenjoy 03 – extra cut 2

a/n: i dunno if this is gonna be part of the canon of the cheating!wenjoy au,,, we can still also have the other path where irene isnt g!p teehee

it ain’t the same

(wenjoy wenrene creampie)

"irene!“ wendy cried, face down into the pillow, convulsing as she came, feeling joy’s seed fill her up and paint her walls as she screamed her girlfriend’s name and not joy’s. she gasped for breath as her lower body trembled–her upper half had long given up, and the only reason she could keep her hips off the bed was thanks to joy’s strong grip around her. and god, joy was really strong. she handled wendy like a ragdoll–dragging her from her entryway and then holding her face down on the mattress.

“fuck,” she sobbed, collapsing completely on the bed as joy let go and pulled out. she felt the younger woman’s cum drip out of her, slow and sticky, and sighed at the blissful feeling. and also maybe the fact that she stained joy’s bed.

joy hovered over her, rubbing her still-hard cock against the swell of wendy’s exposed ass, raising her shirt with a light touch of her finger. “tsk, what a naughty girl,” she smirked at wendy trying to provoke her by screaming irene’s instead of her name. the younger chuckled darkly, rubbing her cum and quim coated length between wendy’s cheeks, grabbing her phone from beside wendy’s head. she tapped the button to stop recording.

that was hot.

damn. joy really hit the sex jackpot or whatever the fuck you’d call it with wendy. she placed a hand against wendy’s back, right above the bottom of her spine, and pressed down–angling the smaller woman’s ass up and squeezing a desperate whine out of her.

holy fuck, again? hadn’t wendy squeezed out all her cum out of her by now? was she a fucking monster or something?

so, of course, despite her thoughts, wendy only opened her legs wider and sparked the appearance of a devilish grin on the taller woman’s face, right before she slammed her dick back in her.

later that evening, wendy came home surprised to find irene lazing about on the couch, the TV on and switching incessantly between channels. irene fidgeted when she was thinking hard.

“babe, hey!” wendy checked her appearance at the mirror by the door. not a hair out of place. good. “why didn’t you tell me you got home early?” she walked towards the back of the couch and leaned down to press a kiss against the side of irene’s head, the older woman welcoming her touch with a smile.

“I still had some work to do when I got back anyway. how was your cafe date with joy?"

ah, right. wendy said she’d go on a short cafe trip with joy today. she rounded the couch and felt irene’s eyes watch her every move. was she suspicious? hm. better play it safe, then.

"we were supposed to go out." wendy sat down, a few inches of space between her and her girlfriend. “but then she got lazy so we just stayed over at her place and ordered in.”

irene turned the TV off, only the sunset lighting up the room now, and that was going to change soon. “you know you could have spent the day here instead.”

and risk her catching them? hah. “and risk disturbing you while you worked?” wendy pouted, which always worked on irene. “unnie, are you upset that I spend time with joy?"

irene’s brow wrinkled in confusion. "what? of course not.”

“then what?"

the older woman turned her head away, mouth set in a thin, straight line, eyes refusing to look at her. aw, she was kind of cute. but why was she acting like this if she wasn’t jealous?

"unnie,” wendy leaned closer, sliding up next to irene. it was risky to be doing this right after she’d had sex with joy, but if she was guessing right and it was one of the rare times that irene was horny, well…

hah, who was she kidding? she fucking loved that high-risk shit.

“did you… miss me? is that it?” she raised her hand and placed it right on irene’s navel, between the hem of her sweater and the waistband of her sweats. she moved in closer and spread her fingers open, rubbing back and forth on irene’s stomach as her breath became unsteady. oh, unnie, you’re too easy to rile up.

the younger woman placed a gentle kiss on the corner of irene’s jaw, right under her ear, and hid a smirk when she felt irene shift to pull her sweatpants down. wendy let out a tiny moan when she saw irene’s member slowly revealed, as if wendy hadn’t seen it in years. it felt like it, to be honest. irene was never vocal about how horny she was, and seemed only to have sex with wendy only because she wanted to please her and not because she enjoyed it. sometimes, though…

irene tugged on her shirt with a hand and eyed her from her place leaning back on the couch. she raised a brow, and wendy licked her lips, because god, unnie was so hot like this, looking at her like she had her wrapped around her little finger. if only she knew.

wendy leaned forward and took irene’s slowly hardening dick in her mouth. joy was shaped differently than irene, longer but not quite as meaty, but their taste was a bit similar, the musk of cock and cum underlying each of their individual scents. they both took care of themselves well, too, irene trimming her hairs with precision, joy’s bush a bit longer though still clean. all in all, they both had their own strengths, joy hitting those spots in wendy that she couldn’t quite reach herself, her rapid pace merciless, irene stretching her hole and stimulating her rim with her own rhythm, her own pace, fluid and steady.

what wendy liked about them both, though, was this look in their eye. joy looked at her like she was nothing more than dirt under her shoe, using her for her own pleasure, and wendy liked that. it was a different level.

with irene, though–

irene gently (too gently, as always) pushed wendy’s head away before sitting up to remove her sweats. when she sat back down, wendy was prepared to swallow her up again, but to her surprise the older woman turned so she could lay back against the armrest of the sofa now. she opened her legs as wide as they would go and put her hands behind her back, staring at wendy with that same expression. the one wendy the liked the most.

while joy treated her like trash, it was obvious that the younger woman enjoyed it. reveled in it. and wendy liked that, sure, she wanted someone to be rough with her, add that layer of naughtiness that she couldn’t get with irene.

but the way irene looked at her, sometimes… it was like wendy was barely worth her time. joy looked like she was willing to go out of her way to provoke her, but irene just looked–kind of like a queen. like whether wendy followed her or not, sucked her off or not–it wouldn’t matter. because she knew wendy would, that was just how the world worked. this was wendy’s favorite part of having sex with irene–this indifference. it was hot, being worth something that wasn’t even trash, just completely worthless that irene couldn’t be bothered to lift a finger. it was dizzying. if only irene would get like this more often. it got her pussy pulsing, aching to be filled by irene’s girth.

and so wendy took off her own underwear, sliding them down her thighs before she turned around, back to irene, adjusting on the sofa so irene’s now slightly straightened legs were between hers, wendy squatting and hovering over her dick.

“your shirt?” irene asked, lining up her dick with wendy’s entrance, lubricating her cock with both her precum and wendy’s own juice.

no. joy probably left marks without meaning to. she can’t risk it, even with the sun set and the living room darkened by dusk. “keep it on.”

irene clasped a handful of wendy’s shirt in her hand and pulled at it, choking wendy slightly and pulling her back as the older woman slowly slid in. fuck. she was so thick.

they’d never quite tried it like this before–not only because of the reverse cowgirl position, but also because irene was the one who started it. and wendy’s pussy was still filled with joy’s cum.

wendy’s breath hitched when she realized it. oh fuck. she felt irene’s dick fill her up, and it only turned her on more, knowing her walls were bathed in joy’s seed, knowing that if irene pulled out she’d be suspicious at the sudden gush of white fluids that would leak out of her if it happened.

shit. she had to take control.

the squelching sound as irene entered her wasn’t unusual, but irene could still get suspicious. fuck. fuck. this was so hot. but also, fuck. she had to make irene cum in her, she could let her pull out without cumming.

she turned to look over her shoulder, irene bathed in the darkness. it wasn’t like the older one would see if joy’s cum dripped out of her, especially with the lack of light, but better safe than sorry. and also because it was just straight up hot.

“unnie,” she whispered, placing a hand behind her to settle on irene’s navel and another one in front to play with irene’s sensitive balls. she could do this. wendy would laugh if it weren’t inappropriate. this was so much fun–and it was all possible thanks to joy and their affair.

“let me do the rest,” wendy said, and then she began to move, rocking back and forth on irene, slow and first before she quickened her pace, changing their rhythm, massaging irene’s balls all the while. neither of them held back their sounds of pleasure, irene’s long low groans and wendy’s loud cries, irene’s “oh, fuuuck, there, right there,” mixing with wendy’s “ah, ah, unnie!” all the while.

irene tugged on wendy’s shirt when she was close. “I-I’m gonna cum,” she grunted, pulling even harder and choking wendy while she was at it.

“don’t pull out,” wendy growled, head thrown back. “don’t fucking pull out, unnie, fuck, cum in me.”

irene came with a gasp, spurting long strings of white in her, and wendy came at the knowledge of both of their seeds mixing in her, making a delicious concoction of not only hers and joy’s fluids, but also irene’s now. it went on for long seconds, irene convulsing under her, bucking her hips with each spurt, and wendy only rocked in place, prolonging their pleasure as much as she could. when they came down from their highs, wendy figured she was right in not letting the older woman pull out, because when she did–

“I came a lot.”

wendy whined, knowing the reason irene thought so, but keeping it to herself. “I felt it.” she leaned forward and opened her legs, letting irene watch, with what little light she had, the scene of her cum dripping out of her girlfriend.

“unnie,” wendy whispered. “I want to feel it come out of my ass, too. please?”

she felt irene clean the dripping wetness on her thighs with a finger before the older woman, by the sounds of it, lubed up her cock with more of it. irene sat and kneeled up so her hips would be level with wendy’s rubbing her length along wendy’s crack the same way joy did earlier that day, and wendy whimpered, “please.”

“of course, baby,” irene said before inching her way past wendy’s puckered rim, the younger woman whimpering, knowing joy’s seed was waiting for irene in this hole too.

#gp!joy #gp!irene #cheating!wenjoy

56 notes · View notes

cutegirlmayra · 5 years

Note

Hey, since you mentioned wanting to write a story where Modern and Boom Sonic switch with each other because they like the other's Amy more, why not I send this as a prompt so you get to finally write it? :))

I remember saying this but… Is my ability able to fully capture the hilarity and adorableness that is Sonic switching his gf for the same gf but differently designed?

It’s like that one meme…

Also- PROMPTS ARE STILL ON SHUTDOWN! That has not changed so please, don’t send me anymore until I reopen them again or please pay one dollar to have yours worked on at once! I’m just trying to get through them all I still have a ton left. T-T I want to reopen them for you hungry shippers out there but I need to complete the ones I already have to do that!

Thank you for supporting me and patiently awaiting your prompts to be written. I’m doing my very best!

Prompt:

It wasn’t long after the two Sonics realized something…

This new world was fantastic! Boom!Sonic didn’t want to leave and Modern!Sonic wanted more time in the alternate dimensional world.

At first, it was simply for the ‘new adventure’ that they both felt but one day, Boom!Sonic lost his bandana during a chase, securing the ‘strange magical emerald’ and having landed on his back after falling through several levels of branches on a tree.

“Offph! That’s… gonna hurt in the morning.” He sounded as though he had accepted that fate, but smiled at the green emerald in his hands. “Guess this means I can go home, and Other Sonic can come home.” He slowly got up, but felt a huge pain soar up his back and linger on his shoulder blades.

“Ahhh… yep! Yep, that one hurt.” he groaned as he tried to fight through the pain and stand up.

Hunched a bit to push off with his hands, he suddenly heard a cry and looked around. “What was that? Sounded like…”

“….ooniiiccc!”

“Amy?”

“…..iiicc!”

It was growing fainter, and that’s when Modern!Sonic contacted him on the invention Tails gave him. “BBBzzzttt…! -Nic! Sonic! Hey, finally got ahold of ya! Who knew dimensional signals were so bad, right?”

“Y-yeah, hold that thought.” Boom!Sonic slowly got up, flicking his ear a moment before focusing entirely on finding who was calling his name.

It sounded like Amy, but he hadn’t seen this world’s Amy before…

“What’s up?” Modern!Sonic inquired as Boom!Sonic fought through his back pain and sped up.

Finally reaching the sound, he peeked around a tree where…

The sunlight beamed on a beautiful girl in a red dress, looking worriedly as she held a hand daintily to her chest. Though he couldn’t see her face fully, he noticed her backless dress and platform boots.

“Hey, don’t ignore me!” Modern!Sonic had waited a bit for a response, but after tapping his foot for so long, he grew impatient. “What’s the hold-up?”

“That’s-!” Boom!Sonic stuck his whole face out when he noticed her turn her face.

It was Amy! But she was more girly in this world. Her dress flared out into a quaint little hoop and she was calling out his name.

“Sooooooonnniiicc!” She cupped her hands over her mouth and let the sound travel, shaking some trees in the amount of wind that blasted out.

His quills were ruffled and he closed his eyes. “Yep, that’s Amy.” he mused, “Still able to project.”

“Amy!?” Modern!Sonic looked visibly flustered, as though reflexing to hide. “W-why are you with Amy..?”

This world’s Amy tilted her head, looking absentmindedly to the sky and lifting a hand to her ear, trying to listen for a response. “Ohhhh, who am I kidding.” she pouted, slouching a bit. “He never responds back… I’ll have to find him myself!” She cheered instantly up, mesmerizing Boom!Sonic for a moment at how inexplicably cheery this Amy seemed to be.

Maybe she wasn’t a hot, emotional mess this time around?

“I heard her calling me… rude to not show up, right?” Boom!Sonic smiled a bit goofily off to the side of his face, but Modern!Sonic saw the shift and frowned, lowering his eyes.

“Hey, focus on the stakes here. Amy will be fine once I’m back.” He said that… but took a second to look back at this other dimension’s Amy.

She was speaking with the team, and smiling and acting rather mature and chill.

He tilted his head a second, smiling casually as he noticed her laughter and then excited expression. She wasn’t focused squarely on him at all. She was in her own little world and living her life without a care in the world.

When she looked to him and caught his eye, the two straightened up a second, and then Boom!Amy nervously fidgetted and looked away, stroking her two curled quills against her cheeks.

It was cute, so he crinkled his nose a bit and beamed, closing his eyes and thinking it a rather subtle thing to avoid further attention.

She wasn’t so easy to figure out anymore, and the complexity of her shyness along with taking a second look at him–hoping he wouldn’t notice– made him dote on the difference even more.

Now, granted, both Sonics’ had no intention towards these different Amys. It was all just a ‘curious observation’ for the most part. But Boom!Sonic had to get the emerald back to Tails and Knuckles… might as well make sure this world’s Amy is safe and sound too, right?

And Modern!Sonic, he still had to fight off this dimension’s Eggman from causing havoc to the villagers. Fighting alongside this dimension’s Amy and getting to see a different side of Amy wouldn’t damper any plans, now would it?

So, Modern!Sonic took up a bandana. Boom!Sonic never looked for his own bandana.

Boom!Sonic tried his best to swagger over to this Amy, quickly informing Modern!Sonic that it was dangerous for Amy to be out in the woods on her nose like this, and with Modern!Sonic so distracted by the new fashion-statement, he agreed.

Modern!Sonic did fail to mention his ruse to Boom!Sonic, but Boom!Sonic didn’t bother to hide the fact that his bandana was missing…

Modern!Sonic had simply swiped one of his from his room and never corrected anyone when they said ‘Did you guys switch already?’.

Thus, Boom!Sonic met Modern!Amy, and Modern!Sonic got to view Boom!Amy’s many sides a little longer.

“Oh, Sonic! You really came!” In absolute joy, Modern!Amy pounced into Boom!Sonic’s arms.

Now, because he wasn’t expecting this, it did knock the wind out of him and her crushing hold did cause his back pain to spike up again.

“Woah!” Boom!Sonic stiffened, causing Modern!Amy to let go, “Oh, gosh! Are you alright? You look…” she gasped, “Sonic!” Clutching his arms, she looked him over and then sweetly met his eyes. “You’re so filthy and full of leaves! Did you fall? Did Eggman do this to you?”

‘Wow, she’s so caring! I mean, Amy always was, but this one looks like she’s about to cry!’ He nervously chuckled, “Haha… Oh, well, you know. Saving the world and all.” he shrugged, and she thought him acting a little silly.

“Hehe, you certainly are acting your age.” She found it odd how inviting his eyes were, as though he wasn't bothered by her doting attitude today. “For someone who looks like they’d been battling in a dirt pile, you’re still as carefree as always!” she put her hands together, openly praising and admiring him. “Haa~ A working man is always handsome, but the true daredevil’s are the charmers!”

His eyes turned to dots.

She was openly flirting with him!?

He nervously chuckled again, scratching the back of his head. ‘H-how do I respond to that!?’

She giggled, but when he didn’t make an exhausted combat, batted her eyes and stared at him in confusion. “What? No retort today?” she moved closer towards his face at an angle, but he just leaned back, embarrassed at her kind affections.

“…You certainly are in a different mood today.” she placed a finger on her mouth, but then hummed a cheery giggle again. “I like you this way!” she took his hands, pulling him more towards her.

“Yee-eh!” He was surprised by how direct she took his hands and how close she brought him to her… Now he was sweating, wondering if this could all be too much…

“Hmm? A Chaos Emerald?” She curiously felt something in his hand and looked down.

Her hands moving over his gave him a weird sensation. He blushed and looked away, “J-just the normal chores! Haha…ha…”

“Hmm?” She didn’t think Sonic would use that word. “Chores? Since when do you think about domestic living?”

He sweated even more now. ‘Did I blow my cover?!’

“And you’re so tall!” Amy stepped back to see how far she actually had to look.

“Str-stretched my back today! Haha!” He improvised stretching, which was something Sonic might do, but this seemed in a more joking manner.

Amy watched a moment and then smiled with a nod, “That’s more like you!” she then hugged his arm, causing him to lose balance momentarily. “I’ve missed you so much! It’s no fun when you’re gone…” she cooed, rubbing her cheek into his shoulder.

He looked directly forward as he felt her light touch turn to a more sincere cuddle against his arm…

“Gah!~ You keep me waiting for so long, Sonic… Would it be so bad to invite me on more adventures once in a while?” she continued to fake a whine and lean more against him. “Hehe! Have you lost weight? You seem skinner too..” she lightly traced a finger down his arm, moving away a bit, “But I bet that’s from all the working out you’ve done! But you were always my big strong hero, Sonic~ No need to show off now! You’ve already won me over with your handsome smile, silly! Teehee!”

Now Boom!Sonic felt a strange high, hearing so many compliments, not a hint of sarcasm either.

He puffed up his chest. He absorbed every bit of her fawning fangirlness. He took to the stage with a confident air that no one could now strip from his being.

“Well, I can’t let my daring doos overwhelm my dashing looks~” he struck a pose and gave her his best ‘heroic smolder’ that he could manage.

It worked a little too well..,

She blinked a few moments as though stunned he was playing back, but immediately became energized and continued what she felt was ‘working’ and wouldn’t let up.

Although, this Sonic was desperate for Words of Affirmation, and didn’t mind playing up the ‘hero card’ to win some much deserved recongition.

He took her back with him and continued to play charming~

Modern!Sonic had a different approach. Rather than play a role, he was himself, and immediately caught Boom!Amy off-guard by how gentlemenly he could be.

“Watch yourself!” he slid in during an Eggman attack on the village and knocked a robot from hitting her away, coming up behind her and giving her a pleasant wink and smile. “I’ve got your back!”

She blushed, giggling a little crazily as she sunk her head down and tried to hide behind her bouncing shoulders.

“What’s gotten into you today, Amy? You’re completely distracted!” Tails complained, but Amy continued to see hearts as she watched this ‘new and improved’ Sonic take over the battlefield and spark some fun and joy into her life again.

“It’s like… he’s never worried about anything before… so chill and sporty…” she placed a hand on her cheek and sighed into it, her hammer resting on her shoulder and neck.

“She’s out of it.” Tails concluded, unamused at her reaction.

He kept being polite and kind to her on the battlefield, posing without effort and stating heroic lines unrehearsed.

Later, he offered to take Amy home if that’s where she was heading, but she told him she would run beside him instead.

“H-huh?” Modern!Sonic was honestly surprised to hear that. “But… I’m fast.” he pointed to himself, innocently stunned. “I’m speed.” Amy giggled and continued in her answer.

“That way, we can chat about that other world you visited. It seems to have… well, changed you a lot. I’m just curious how it went, is all~” she kicked her foot out a bit and started running, “Besides, since when have I not been able to keep up?”

That sass and spunk was like revving an engine. Sonic gave a crooked smile, raising an eyebrow and charging ahead.

“If you say so!”

“Woah!” Amy was coughing up the dust from his speedy race by her, but she smiled and thought he might be toying with her. “Okay, hotshot. It’s time to knock your ego down a size… again!”

She tried to continue conversation but Modern!Sonic just wanted to test her limits, enjoying seeing her grace as she acrobatically jumped from tree to tre and raced alongside him.

It was almost like a dance, trying to ‘up-stage’ the other. Modern!Sonic liked the sudden rivalry and even praised her at the end, making her once again questioningly look to him.

“Yeah, okay.” she goofily spat out, wiping some loose leaves and dirt off her tight dress.

“What? You don’t believe me?” Sonic folded his arms, tilting his head and squinting his eyes a bit. ‘She really isn’t used to compliments here… is she?’

“Oh, like you really think I did a good job out there.” she thought he was playing her up to some slapstick joke. “Like I really impressed you or something. Har-dee-har-har.”

“…Amy.” Modern!Sonic purposefully adjusted his tone. This made her immediately straighten up and feel the sincerity and seriousness of his voice.

She was startled by it, but acknowledged his address to her by slightly double-taking over her shoulder.

Her eyes wavered nervously but he waited till they finally held at his own, kind expression.

“…You did great out there.” he repeated, this one less excited and more relaxed. “We should race again sometime. It was fun.”

Her face slowly brightened red, and she slapped her hands to her two cheeks in flushed embarrassment. “WHO ARE YOU!?” she exclaimed, causing Modern!Sonic to grip his gut and laugh and laugh and laugh…

When the two Sonic’s finally switched, Boom!Amy knew it wasn’t Boom!Sonic who had charmed her up the whole day, but Modern!Amy was strikingly confused why her tactics that seemed to have worked the day before were now getting her nowhere.

“What happened to you?”

“I met you.” he grinned, winking to her and rubbing a hand over her head. “There’s a lot I don’t know about you, Ames.”

“…Ames?” Modern!Amy wrinkled her brow.

Modern!Sonic just laughed at an inside joke and carried on as Modern!Amy frustratedly followed after him. He still let her hold his arm, but he wasn’t showing-off all handsomely like he did before…

Boom!Amy initiated more races out of Boom!Sonic, who found it hard to break his newly developed ego-ride and learn how to be humble in front of his team again… but Boom!Amy was sure to help him with that…

#sonamy #boom!sonamy #sonamy!boom #sonamy boom #sonamy prompt #sonic #amy rose #sonic boom #cutegirlmayra

104 notes · View notes

the-cryptographer · 7 years

Photo

My tiny yugioh shrine - before and after pics. The Jounouchi figure still up top, holding a chain and ready to shank you with a scapegoat~ But I thought I’d zoom in so we could see my BEAUTIFUL NEW ISHTAR SIBS CLEARFILE INSTEAD~

I thought my shrine was getting a little too shippy. And especially a little too shippy in the absence of Mai. WHERE IS ALL THE KUJAKU MAI MERCHANDISE?! i need it pls, thx. But, anyhow~ I bought the Ishtar clearfile off of auction. And I thought it might be an old one, but on the back is actually a logo for the 20th anniversary of ygo, last year in 2016. And they weren’t even really in the movie, so now I’m wondering maybe there is also the chance of some recent Mai merchandise out there, hmm, so she will properly be represented in my collection >3>

But yeah, this is just by the exit to my room so i can stop by before i leave for the day and, offer coins or pieces of fruit or whatever and pray at my card game based alter, and maybe then Jounouchi’s good luck will rub off on me a little~

...

And there’s also a gore version of the shrine, but I usually keep that picture in the back so visitors don’t think i’m a creep. i guess i’ll put this picture in the front if i ever decide to host ritualistic demon summonings in my room or smthn~

(Both prints are from toxicosis by the way.)

Doujinshi are in another location. And I was only going to talk about my stupid ygo bookshelf shrine thing today, but then my doujin shipment came in and I decided FUCK IT i will brag about my crippling lack of impulse control cool swag all at once if i want to... Under the cut-

@battymarionette

If you remember this one~

tdah~ Basically it seems like a Kaiba Corp has put out a game, some kind of ridiculous fantasy RPG where Atem is some kind of Ron the Death Eater villain and Jou may or may not be the princess or smthn. And Mokuba invites Jounouchi over to play it or playtest it or something of that nature. Which seems like as good a premise as any for this kind of thing. And it’s got all the cute platonic Joukuba vibes which is a plus~

But yeah, Jounouchi goes over to Mokuba’s place, has some kind of fight with Seto, and some kind of conversation with Atem, and Mokuba’s kind of confused or upset about something, and then Jou gets all cute and announces that he and Kaiba are dating~ which i’m pretty sure Seto didn’t want Mokuba knowing about or whatever~

But, see, now I’m making this doujin sound sweet when, to be really blunt, i didn’t like it. At some point Seto slaps Jounouchi across the face for something.

I guess I shouldn’t pass judgement when I can’t even read the moon runes that explain why this has happened, but- no. (I’m trying to articulate. It’s not that I think Jou and Seto are incapable of being violent with one another (jfc how hypocritical would it be of me) but there’s something about the whys and the hows~? in my mind, Seto doesn’t gets hands on with that kind of thing unless it’s landing a measured martial arts blow in self defense, or lashing out from a place of extreme vulnerability - the kind that involves him being five seconds away from curling up in a ball of self-protection. So... Seto being collected and composed and instigating violence on Jounouchi’s triggers all my ‘no’ responses. And I also doubt Jounouchi would take that kind of thing without complaint, unless he was actually raving or spiraling and it was, like, a calm-the-fuck-down slap. I think he would definitely retaliate with shouting and intimidation, if not a physical blow. With Jounouchi it’s a little harder for me to define what would prompt physical violence, partly because i think his idea of what violence is is narrower than mine, and doesn’t include things like grabbing somebody’s jacket collar and shaking them around. But, hmm, I think by the time he’s through canon he doesn’t exactly break out the fistcuffs lightly.)

The point was that this doujin made it to the top of my shit list very fast. And I was concerned because, see, I had been avoiding buying KaiJou (in that order) doujins because most of them kind of do this thing to me and completely miss the glass cannon type of volatile fragility I see as being kind of central to Kaiba’s character. But then I caved and ordered a whole bunch. But, actually, I was pleasantly surprised by the other couple of ones I bought, so maybe the curse has finally lifted~ I liked this one in particular-

But, tbh, it also knew the way into my heart~

The way into my heart is Wheeler siblings :x

@rainstormcolors

First of all, I got POLARIS and it was good!

I don’t know what to share about it other than that because it was mostly porn. But I felt like it was kind of sweet and sentimental and Kaiba and Atem going on silly dates at the beginning with gorgeous background details. Also they sit on the throne together at the end and look very in love teehee~

But, yes, thank you for reccing~ I enjoyed a lot~!

BUT- !!! More importantly this finally came in the mail!

To answer your question, it’s a normal rivalshipping anthology. 112 pages, comics and fic~ Exciting things happen like Yuugi and Kaiba playing twister~

And in another story they’re out travelling and having punishment games of some sort and Yuugi gets a beard painted on his face~

AND HIS MOM OMG!! I love when odd characters cameo in my doujins. I think you can tell~

But, no, I lied- I addition to the anthology I got all this other stuff too~

I don’t know. There’s a set of tiny playing cards you have to disentangle. Some have exciting images.

Notably Jounouchi and Atem are the jokers, heh~

I still haven’t checked out the CD. This is a very rushed post where I don’t attempt to read things carefully or any of that~ But it comes with a manual with a bunch of character avatars - lots of expressions for Yuugi and Kaiba, as well as one avatar each for Jou, Anzu, baby Seto, Kisara, and BEWD. So I think it may be a visual novel of sorts. Undetermined~

So now you’ll know what you’re getting if you decide to order, in theory at least. I’m not sure because I bought this off the author’s BOOTH, so idk if the extra merchandise is limited in any manner or if toranoana only sends part of it(?)

ugh, let’s see.

I also got another anthology- a Yuugi-centric one.

It’s mostly rivalshipping, which I’d expect. rivalshipping is really popular in the jp fandom. but, tbh, i enjoyed the more odd ships more-

Like Juudai/Manjoume/Yuugi... Kaiba walks in on the Kohais basically crushing yuugi with love after this it’s so cute~

And Otogi/Yuugi. Ah~ I love the DDM chapters in the manga and how softly Otogi warms up to Yuugi~

A Duel Monsters themed art book I spent too much on~ I’m ashamed to say I don’t recognise a whole lot of the cards

but you’ll recognise Yubel, perhaps~

or the lady that Y!Bakura crossdresses as ;)

and there were quite a few dark magician girls and blue eyeses.

from another illustration book~

and i found a couple of apprenticeshipping doujins on BOOTH, but none of them wow-ed me really~

although I’ve been thinking a lot recently about how Mana inherited the Ring in manga canon. I feel like there are things to consider here. This picture struck me as a result.

Alright~ And now for my favourites~

OMG! A WHOLE DOUJIN ABOUT MALIK AND HIS SIBLINGS!!! I think this one was a predictable fave. I loved it so, sooo much. I was absolutely filled with quality Malik and Rishid moments.

EVERYONE IS SO CUTE!!

Malik and Rishid go biking and run into Mai which is very !!!

There are vacation photographs~

It looks like Malik tries to feed Ra a revival slime and gets eaten himself. I don’t know. But it was good. I’m so happy~ Ishtar family doujins. My life is complete. not really. i can’t die until i finish my fics.

Okay, but my other fave I didn’t see coming at all.

I don’t ship this! I shouted into the void. But nobody really believed her, not even herself. It’s too late for me. I’m just multiship trash. I will ship anything you put in front of me...

Okay, but the real reason I decided to get this was because of this preview panel. Of course I knew it was puzzlleship. But actually I love Mana and vaseshipping for reals. And this was so cute and the art was so pretty I thought- We might as well check the rest of it out~ (the idea of top!Yuugi didn’t hurt either...)

And then jackels happened~ And this kind of ethereal magic stuff~

There was some confusion I think with the cultural imagery in the doujin. Some of it looked vaguely Indic to my untrained eye but- I don’t know what to say, the art was so gorgeous and detailed.

And the smut was all facials and frot so obviously the doujin artist has my gd number, smh.

And Jou appeared near the end, looking amazing, and Jou is automatically about +50 points for any doujin.

I don’t know what to say. Very nice. Would recommend.

Also- just fyi- I do buy doujins for things that aren’t ygo. pls forgive my focus on my ygo obsession tho.

I’m really glad I stumbled across this in the hetalia tag~

And there’s a picture of Tifa being so bad at games at the golden saucer that Nanaki, who doesn’t even have opposable thumbs, can defeat her in PvP. Beautiful~

#doujinshi #Malik Ishtar #Mana #JouKai #prideship #rivalship #kuribohship #offership #nurseship #puzzleship #ygo gx #save me from this card game hell #cw: gore

16 notes · View notes