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[sir-kuroo]

003. 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 • DELUSIONS

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What if the sexy stranger in your dreams and your seductive client at work is actually a ravishing demon determined to love you whatever it takes? Can you break through the delusions?

incubus!kuroo, f!reader, deep pnetration, l-bombs, size kink, dacryphilia

wasn't able to write my solo drabble for kuroo's birthday but definitely not gonna miss this! I remembered a friend once told me to keep on writing even just for that one person believing in my works, I'd like to thank you for picking up this fic and believing in me. I love you. mwah mwah 💋💋

You gripped the sheets as his big cock relentlessly rammed into you. There...There...so good aaahhh...You moaned totally enjoying the sensation. 

“Is it good? Am I making you feel good?” he asked, putting in so much effort with how he thrust in you.  

“Yes! Yes! It’s so good. You’re so good-” He ate your words, kissing you like your lips were his favorite food. 

 Your pussy throbbed, and you soon found yourself cumming again. 

Opening your eyes, you placed an arm on your forehead. You must be a very horny girl to dream of this non-stop, but you couldn’t deny liking it and not wanting it to stop.  

You sighed.  

You forgot how he looked like again. Somehow, as days passed, you felt even closer and acquainted to him...the man of your dreams. He’s so sweet but very masculine at the same time.  

Your pussy was still throbbing in a good way. You checked in between your legs and found your panties drenched. Don’t tell me...you squirted even in the dream. Your face heated up, embarrassed.  

On your way to the coffeeshop, you suddenly became more conscious, noticing that people, specifically men, were now looking at you differently. It wasn’t like this before. You were what they would call a normie, someone you would just pass by, but now you’ve been receiving odd glances. 

Having a drink in hand, you saw the old lady again. However, she seemed to be busy doing tarot reading with her makeshift table. You were tempted to approach her to ask more questions, but you’d be having a meeting with Kuroo today. 

All this time, you wanted to know if it’s really an incubus in your dreams how come you felt even better ever since? You’re supposed to be losing weight now or all drained out of energy, but you felt the opposite.  

You shook the thought away, finally reaching your office building. 

“Oh, Y/N! There you are...” A senior from the other department greeted. “Lookin’ good, huh? What’s the secret?” 

“Secret?” You looked down on yourself. You fixed yourself just the same and changed nothing.  

“Yeah, you seem to be glowing nowadays. Something’s different.” 

You’re wearing normal corporate attire, the same minimal make-up, nothing special. “I don’t know.... maybe I’m getting better sleep?” 

Well, better was an understatement. Having those lewd dreams was embarrassing but they did make you feel elevated and amazing like a heavy weight was lifted off your shoulders each morning. 

“Of course, sleep! Or...maybe you have someone?” She cooed then her eyes suddenly glanced up behind you. You looked back and saw Kuroo.  

“Morning, Y/N. Let’s go together?” he pressed the elevator button up.  

As usual, he looked so dangerous again. His dark gray pinstriped suit fit him perfectly.  

“Sure, sir. Good morning,” you greeted back. 

“Okay, I’ll leave you two alone,” your senior bade, winking at you before she walked away.  

No way! No way! No way! Your last interaction with Kuroo proved how tricky your situation was. Though you admitted having e a little crush on him, you shouldn’t get carried away. First, it’s unprofessional. Second, he gave off big fuckboy energy. 

The elevator doors opened and there’s only the two of you inside. It closed and you took in a sharp breath, which you held. It was so spacious, but he specifically chose to be so close to you. You gulped; he smelled so good—a little spicy just like his personality. His scent was drowning you and making your head all dizzy.  

“You smell good,” he leaned down and said to you with grainy voice. 

Shivers ran through your spine. You pressed your thighs together. Oh my. 

Your attention shifted to your reflection on the steel make of the elevator where you found Kuroo pinning your gaze. He tilted his head, eyes not leaving you as he breathed you in and you took in a deep inhale at the same time.  

The doors opened and you told him, “I’ll go to the restroom first.” 

You immediately splashed your face with water. Kuroo was painfully making you feel some type of way. He’s unearthing that hidden part of yourself you never thought existed. He was making you feel like a woman. A beautiful, well-desired, most-coveted woman. He’s making all your dreams a reality, but you’re a romance type of girl and not the type he wanted.  

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

Swaying the glass in his hand, Kuroo stared at the woman from across the room. She was talking to her friends, but that was a while ago. Now, amidst the pulsing lights and the darkness of the bar, she had all her attention shifted to the mysterious man in suit fully captivated by how his gaze pierced through her while his smirk was oddly turning her on.  

She stood up and headed towards his direction as expected. It would be almost a month now since he hadn’t eaten anything else aside from you. He thought that maybe it was just a temporary syndrome as he adjusted to a new town.  

Kuroo raked his gaze from her head to toes. She’s hot, especially with that white dress hugging her body so tight. Normally, with the quality of sex he thought he’d be having with this woman, he knew he’s gonna get his fill. That’s under normal circumstances. 

“What…what’re you drinking?” she asked. 

He simply answered, “Rum and coke.” 

Dammit! He felt his stomach turning doing this.  

“Can I take a sip?”  

And he allowed her, she leaned forward and dipped. Her cleavage a free offering for him to see and lust over. She placed a hand on his thigh… 

Kuroo grimaced. 

Fuck! He knew this would happen. Appalled…he’s appalled. His body was rejecting her hand on his. Last time this happened, he couldn’t get his dick up and ended up in shame. He couldn’t even bring himself to have sex with anyone now. It’s all because of you. 

He knew that going to a bar would be a bad idea. After all, he’s not even there to bait some food but just to have a nice drink yet...his strong aura as an incubus was reeking and attracting women non-stop. 

Since he was new in town a month back and was still gathering observation, he shifted into his cat form everynight to find a home to stay at. He didn’t expect that you would be kind enough to adopt him, that he would grow fond of you and eventually would come to...love you. It sounded cringey, but right now there’s nothing more cringe-worthy than a hand of a woman on him aside from yours. 

They said once an incubus like him falls in love with someone, they could only mate with them and no one else. Kuroo didn’t know that to be true until now when his cock couldn’t stand up in around any other woman’s presence except you. 

Though his hunger could be satisfied by his nightly visits in your dreams, nothing could be having you in flesh.  

He thought that working with you would make things easier, but he was wrong. His feelings for you only got stronger in each passing day he got to spend with you, and it had been hard to control himself from not having an erection in the office when around you. 

“What’s wrong?” The woman asked, still wanting nothing but to have him in between her legs.  

You’re wrong. This is wrong. “I should go.” Kuroo stood up almost running away from the scene.  

“Wait!” He faintly heard in the background as he loosened his tie and dashed away. 

It was a breath of fresh air once he’s out. Taking in the cool wind of the night, he strolled to clear his mind.  

No, he didn’t view just as a livestock he could feed on endlessly, and it wasn’t just sex for him. Who would’ve thought that he’d fall for you while you took care of him as a pet? 

He drew a long sigh, finding himself at your apartment building. Then, finding himself outside your door. Well, true to his other form, he appeared like a stray cat finally finding his way home after days of misadventure.  

What was he even doing here? He berated himself for acting like a creep. Dragging a hand through his face, he accidentally nudged the food you left for him outside your door.  

The pet dish elicited a sound which prompted you to open the door. 

“Miste-” Your eyes widened at the sight of Kuroo welcoming you instead of your beloved cat. “Sir? What’re you...What’re you doing here?” 

I can’t stop thinking about you. “Hey...” Kuroo tried thinking of an excuse, but he couldn’t bring himself to think of any. 

“Are you drunk?” 

He swallowed. “Just a bit.” 

You sighed. “You can’t drive drunk. Do you...” you blushed. “Do you wanna come stay for a while?” 

His face heated up. “Sure.”  

You let him and he smoothly moved around your apartment much to your surprise.  

“Do you wanna have some cof-” You stopped midway, remembering... 

“You don’t have coffee,” he stated, which puzzled you. How did he know? “I mean, tea.” He continued. 

Maybe, the alcohol was messing up with his speech. You opened one of your cupboards only to discover that you placed the tea on the top shelf. You were about to get a chair to step on, but Kuroo was already behind you, reaching for the box of tea. 

“Here,” he said, giving you the item. 

“Oh...” you muttered, bemused at how keen he was.  

You prepared the tea for him while he watched your every move, reminding you of Mr. Midnight’s habit of doing the exact same thing.  

“Here,” you handed him the cup and he took an immediate sip. “So what brings you here?” 

“This one’s the nearest to the bar,” Kuroo placed the cup down. “Don’t worry I didn’t follow you around.” Not as a human. “I learned your address through the records.” 

“I see...so you sifted through my records, but don’t follow me around. That doesn’t sound creepy,” you teased. 

“Hey! I must know your address, okay? That’s just me being responsible since we always have meetings outside. Anything could happen.” 

You chuckled. “Yeah, such as you taking shelter because you can’t drive home drunk.” 

“Exactly,” he affirmed and continued, drinking his tea. 

You took a glance at the watch and noticed that it was past your bedtime. You were trying to keep yourself awake, but sleep was taking over. You were very tired for the day especially that the gala event was in a few days' time from now.  

“Thank you,” Kuroo said as he finished his tea, and he was eventually surprised to see you sleeping in front of him. He smiled and pressed your cheek with his index finger like how he usually did it with his paw back then to check if you’re asleep. 

Geez...He chortled to himself and carried you to bed. He swept away a few strands of hair from your face and couldn’t help but lay down and curl beside you. Nuzzling his nose on top of your head, he embraced you lovingly tight.

You used to hug him when he was a cat, and he missed those days when he could stay asleep beside you so close like this. How he wished he could finally have you settle in his arms? Though he wanted to pay you a visit in dreams, he’d rather bask in this moment instead, hearing your heartbeat, drowning in your scent and enveloped in your warmth. 

Your phone’s alarm rang, which woke you up from your sleep. You sat up in a rush and in disbelief. You didn’t have any dream last night. That’s odd. Even if that’s the case, however, you could feel the familiar touch lingering through your skin. It was as if he held you for real. 

Your eyes widened, recalling that Kuroo stayed over for a bit last night. You looked around but he’s no longer to be seen anywhere. 

You squashed your face in between your hands and decided to stand up.  

“Kuroo?” You called out as you headed to your arriving at your dining area, where you were surprised to discover a cooked omurice. On the surface of it, was a cat doodle made with ketchup and a note that read, Rise and Shine! 

Kuroo...you whispered his name in your head so fondly as your face split into a warm grin. 

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 

His tongue danced with yours with his arms caging you in. He’s so warm, and you felt safe wrapped around his presence.  

“Were you stressed?” he asked, a hand caressing the top of your face while his eyes conveyed so much concern. “You did a great job. You always do.” 

You cupped his face. “’Twas just a long day, but I got you, so it’s fine.” 

He smiled and kissed the tip of your nose, “Yeah, you always got me, love. Always remember that.” He caught your lips again and kissed you tenderly, lovingly and deeply. “I’m always right beside you.” 

Parting your legs, he thrust into you. Your pussy was slowly being stretched out as he took his time so you could fully feel his size. You bit back a moan as his tip finally reached your core. His hips were moving in a sensual tempo that had you wanting more.  

He saw your need and began hitting with force, your tits jiggled everytime he pushed right back in. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, and he dug deeper, bringing your thighs on both sides if your face, messing you up in a mating press.  

“Can you feel me? Can you feel all of me?” He asked under his breath, trying his best to curb his wilder desires and wanting to make you feel loved instead.  

“Oh! Aaaahhh....” You moaned, feeling the length of his cock go in and out of your pussy. “Yes, you’re so big. It’s so long. Feels so good.” 

“When you say it like that-” he said in pain and pounded fast. His fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as he went all out not able to control his impulses anymore.  

He conquered your lips and you let yourself be consumed with passion. All you could do was shut your eyes and feel the tears of overwhelming pleasure trickle down. Your nails raked on the skin of his back as you felt like flying with the way he was fucking you senseless yet oh-so-loving at the same time. 

“I love you, I love you,” he spewed out in every thrust, and you were drunk in his tender gaze as your insides melted and your body shook. 

Slowly, your eyes opened. You could still remember his hands on you. The feel of his length inside you. You ached for him more and more each day and not only in a sexual way. That man...he always made sure you were well-fed everynight, but you wanted to remember who he was. Was he just your imagination? A person from the future? All of this seemed so bittersweet. You had a man who only existed on your dreams, and he made love with you every night like you’re the only person in his eyes.  

It’s almost a month now...You hugged yourself, feeling a little cold. At first, you thought all this was sexual, but lately you began feeling loved.  

You had many questions...like if it’s really an incubus in your dreams why did you feel even better each day? Why was he so loving to you? Why do you not only feel lust but affection each time he’d hold you close?  

You snapped away from your thoughts. You’re approaching the end of your campaign, and somehow you felt some kind of ending happening too. This meant you’d never see Kuroo again. You looked at him from across the table. This time you would be having an emergency meeting in the lobby of the hotel where the Gala Event for the project would be held next week. 

However, you were quite bothered at the thought of not seeing him anymore. 

“Why are you sad, hmm?” He asked, resting his face on his palm, breaking your thoughts in the middle of work. 

“Oh, I just remembered something-”  

Your eyes widened.  

Out of the blue, he had something soft pressed on your face. It’s...It’s a black cat plushie. He looked from behind the little stuffed toy. What’s that expression he’s giving you? Like he’s trying to be cute, sporting a small pout with cheeks a little puffed. “He'd be sad if you are too, y’know?” 

“W-What’s this, sir?”  

“All yours,” he said, plopping the plushie on the table. “Take good care of him.” 

Oh...You remembered having a discussion with him about Mr. Midnight. It’s...sweet that he remembered—that he knew how much you missed your little rascal. A smile couldn’t help but show on your face.  

“What would you name it?” he asked. 

“Kuro,” you held the plushie. “I’ll name him Kuro.” 

“I’m honored,” Kuroo the person grinned, and the moment felt like it paused for a while. Why...Why were you feeling the beat of your heart in your ears? 

Get a grip! You shouldn’t be feeling this way. Maybe...Maybe he’s just great with women, you said to yourself.  

How can a man like him even like someone like you, right? 

Your inner musings were interrupted by a hotel staff member when she approached both of you, her expression didn’t spell good news. “Excuse me, ma’am, sir. I’m the personnel assigned for banquet sales. Unfortunately, we found your event booked on a different date on our calendar.”  

“What? We already signed an agreement for this with that exact date indicated,” you replied, conviction evident on your tone.  

“Yes, ma’am. We’re very sorry, but there’s been a mistake.” 

“We already sent out the invitations,” you said, a little infuriated. It would be a shame on your part to deliver a mistaken message to the delegates, especially that the event would be next week, and the suppliers were already booked for the date. 

“My apologies, ma’am. We can schedule your event some other dates or refund you in full.” 

You heaved and fetched the contract in your phone, rereading the agreement despite knowing the outcome. It’s a loss case. It’s written there that the establishment reserved the right to refuse, and you knew all of them had that clause, because the agreement will always be in favor of the contracting party. 

“Do you have any other function halls available on our date?” Kuroo stepped in. 

The lady checked her files and informed, “Unfortunately sir, the only available room couldn’t accommodate your number of guests.” 

“How ‘bout that...” He pointed at one of the dining halls. “Will that be available on our date?” 

“I’ll double check, sir. Please wait here for a while,” said the staff member before she went to check. 

“That’s...That’s expensive,” you worriedly informed Kuroo. 

He placed a hand on your shoulder and grinned, “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.” 

Your eyes searched his. His tone...The way he made you feel so secure...It’s like de ja vu. Who...Who are you?  The question suddenly came to the top of your mind, however before you could make more sense of it, the personnel arrived. 

“Good news, ma’am and sir. The Wine Room was still not taken. We can reserve it for you at a discounted price as our way to compensate for the mistake we made on your original booking.” 

“That’s good then!” Kuroo turned to you and winked. You smiled at him, unplanned and involuntarily.  

Why did he have to be like this? Why was Kuroo making you feel like he might also feel the same way you’re starting to feel for him? 

You hugged the Kuro plushie close. Suddenly, you felt a bit scared, scared that after all of this was done, you were never going to see him again.  

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[daisybianca]

pairing: lewis hamilton x femalereader

summary: once a week, you and your boyfriend organize a boarding-games-tournament. today, however, things have changed. because you don't compete in a funny strategy activity, but a sex game.

warnings: mentions of sexual activities

(a/n): I didn't have time to write a longer chapter due to exams, so please leave a comment if you liked this one shot and want a second part (because you will surely realize it is needed if you proceed on reading) <3

SATURDAYS WERE UNDOUBTEDLY your favorite part of the week because of the fact that you got to spend it solely with your boyfriend, spending your time together while devouring delicious pastries, laughing your buts off, and enjoying your limited but precious time together.

Lewis took a sip of the orange juice that he made for the two of. Then, he gestured you to do the same, as well.

Bringing the glass an inch away from your nose, you turned to the man standing beside you on the velvet carpet. "Is drink poisoning a thing? Google it just in case you have to mention it to the doctors later."

Lewis flashed on of those wide, astonishing smiles and emptied the liquid out of the glass in a matter of seconds. "I guess that I'll have to koin you as well," He placed the empty glass on his side, a little further just in case he does a fast moment and drips it over. "If something happens to you, it happens to me too." He grabbed the glass and pressed it to your lips. "Drink it, (y/n)." He instructed, and you did as you were told, but the liquid failed to pass to your stomach as his brown, intense eyes were fixed on your. "Shallow, my love. Shallow." Lewis whispered, making me shiver for some kind of reason.

He loved to tease you more than anything else.

You weren't sure if you hated or adored it.

You swollen the tiny sip, realizing that it's more tasty than anything you could've imagined.

"Hmm...?"

"It's good. I like it," you placed the glass down and a small Christmas bag appeared out of nowhere in Lewis' hands.

"What's that?"

You leaned in to grab it, but your boyfriend clicked his tongue unapprovingly. "No, not so fast." He growled and looked at you.

"You're going to make me beg for it or...?" You joked and laughed to yourself, but for the very first time, Lewis didn't join you.

And that freaking terrified you.

"Not yet, my love." He opened the red and white bag widely and pulled a wide box out of it.

With a very first glance, it looked like a boarding game. However, the moment Lewis placed it on the carpet in front of you, you realized it was more than just that.

It was a game. Not exactly a boarding one, but still.

It was a game for couples.

And the cover read 18+ in red letters, making your heart roar in your chest.

"Every Saturday, we have our boarding games tournament, right, my love?"

"Yes." You replied, forcing the air that couldn't escape from your lungs.

"Tonight, it's going to be a little different." He smiled and scratched his neck. "I saw this online, and the first thing that came in my mind was you."

"The weird thing would be not to think of me..." You exclaimed and you both laughed for a brief moment.

"So, we have a few challenges that we may or may not accept. Some of them are tricky, others are quite ordinary..." He struggled to find the correct words for a second. "... and there are also some spicy ones. Okay?"

Locking eyes with him, you nodded positively.

This is going to be interesting...

Lewis unwrapped the thin layer of protection that guarded the box and opened it, revealing a few cards. Some of them were red, others were hued white, while other were a deep shade of green with white letters.

They all had a similarity, however. On the one side of them, they were all black so that we could not detect a special category of them.

Setting the box away, Lewis set the cards and mixed them up a little. Afterward, he turned them around in order to not be able to read the questions on them, even though you tried glancing over them for a moment.

"So... who's first?" You questioned, despite the fact that yoy already knew Lewis was going to let you upon it first.

"All yours, baby." His thick accent echoed like a temptation calling your name, as he montioned to the cards.

Closing tour eyes tight, you placed your hand on the pile of cards and picked the second one.

The paper was hued green, therefore it was a tricky one.

You read it aloud, and you could feel Lewis' eyes fixed on you the entire time. "Reveal the first two people you last called."

Lewis smiled. "Damn, that's a tricky one? Baby, you don't have to do that if you don't want to."

"No, it's okay." Bringing your phone from the kitchen's table, you opened the phone app and hand the mobile to Lewis.

The first two were him and your father.

You had nothing to hide. He trusted you and you trusted him, too.

A freaking game wasn't going to change that, for God's shake.

Lewis picked a second card, which was also green.

"Explain the two favorite things of your partner's body and face." He laughed and groaned. "That's too easy, my love. The guy who made these didn't even try."

Laughing, you crawled to him, embracing his massive body. He glanced at you and placed you in his lap.

"I need an answer, Mr. Hamilton."

"Well," He touched tour cheeks and moved to your lips. "I like yours lips. I have told you that before, haven't I, my love?" He muttered, and his eyes lit up.

"Yes, many times, baby."

"Apart from that, your eyes were always my favorite, though." He placed a small peck on your lips, and you went in for more. "You know how much I adore eye contact." He added, and you instantly knew what he meant.

That was why he said he needed eye contact while having sex. It was one of his favorite parts of the whole thing. He had admitted to it before.

"Shall I continue, Sir?" You asked and he seemed to bite his lips for a second as his strong hands cupped your whole body.

God knew how much he loved it when you used the word sir while talking to him.

It could be funny when other people called him that way, but with you...

It was very, very different.

He got hard just at the thought of your tongue pronouncing this exact word.

After his nodding, you went for the next card.

You pulled slightly away from him so that he couldn't read it.

The color of the card made your heart stop in your chest for a moment.

It was red. Just like the blood turning ice in your veins at that moment.

You read that. But not out loud.

Lewis' expression grew concerned. "What is it, my love?" He tried to take a look at your card, but you pulled away from his lap. "(y/n), read it out loud. You are freaking scaring me. It's just a game, and--"

He didn't get to finish as you interrupted him. "Have your partner seated and make them watch you pleasure yourself in front of them. They must not touch or do anything else that includes physical touch between the two of you. If they give in, you get to choose a punishment for them and apply it on them anytime."

Lewis' face remains frozen while you read, but as soon as your gaze rose and fell upon him, his eyes widened.

He knew that the next minutes were going to be the very death of him.

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[shhh-secret-time]

Can we please get some Poly Tweek and Craig? I'm so down bad for those two! Something spicy maybe? Love your stuff so far.

Oho~! This was was a little tricky to write but I enjoyed it! I do love those boys!

Warning: Dirty Talk, Blowjobs, Improper use of icing, Strong Language, NSFW

Pairing: Craig x F!Reader x Tweek

"She's gonna kill us man! Ack! Don't just sit there and eat the icing!"

"Why not? We're not using it."

"Dude! Just help me clean this!"

"Calm down honey, I am helping."

The two bickering back and forth brought a smile to your lips. Craig's monotone responses contrasted Tweek's rising panic, earning a little giggle. From the corner of your eye, you could see their shadows from the kitchen, watching Tweek's scurrying around frantically trying to clean whatever mess they made. You haven't walked into the kitchen yet, in fact you just got home. Calling out that you were home fell on deaf ears as the two were so engaged in their little argument.

Tweek's shadow was getting larger as he made his way out of the kitchen. Coming into view, you got a better look at him. He was covered in sprinkles and icing, the blue stars and little sugary delights stuck in his crazy blond hair. The white vanilla smelling icing clung to his cheeks slightly smeared across the pale flesh.

Where there was one the other was sure to follow, Craig following him with a pleased look in his eyes. Over time you learned how to read the tall blank faced man, learning that it was all in his eyes. And right now, his eyes held such childlike excitement, as he gazed upon Tweek's frustrated face. He wasn't as covered as Tweek was, but his blue hoodie had white powder all over the front of it, you guess he refused to wear the aprons Tweek owned, and his clothes paid the price for it.

"Where are you going babe?"

"What do you- what do you mean where am I going!? To wash this crap off! Since you didn't want to help with the kitchen you-" Tweek stopped in his tracks at Craig's question, turning to face him he hissed in frustration.

Tweek only stopped when he saw you standing in the corner of the living room. His eyes widened in surprise like he was caught in some horrible act. To Tweek this was a horrible act, his anxiety was screaming at him that the messy kitchen was going to make you blow up.

But it was the exact opposite, you were giggling and covering your mouth at how adorable they both looked. Craig stood there with a bored expression and Tweek twitching causing sprinkles to fall from his hair and onto the floor.

"Did you guys have fun?” You asked through your giggle fit.

"Yeah."

"N-No!"

You could only laugh again, shaking your head at your boys. Closing the distance between the two of them, you reached up and began picking the sprinkles from Tweek’s hair. You could hear his breath hitch as you pulled one off his cheek, stuck because of the icing, and popped it into your mouth. The little blue star melting on your tongue.

"Hmm~ lemme guess, cupcakes?"

"Hnng, y-yes! Craig and I thought... thought you were looking stressed recently, so we wanted to make you cupcakes!" Tweek explained through grunts and squeaks. His fingers were flexing until they found purchase on his sweater vest.

Craig only nodded along with his boyfriend, but he liked the idea you had and as Tweek spoke he picked a sprinkle off his cheek. When he popped it in his mouth Tweek's body tensed and shivered.

"Awh... guys that's so sweet! So, what happened?" You giggled again watching Tweek shoot a glare at Craig.

"Tweek freaked out because he couldn't get the cap open, fell back and the icing fell on him." Craig's responded faster than Tweek this time, the monotone voice cutting him off.

"Yeah, that sounds about right, but hey it's the thought that counts! Thank you!" You responded with a little shrug and a warm smile.

"Oh, the cupcakes still got made, they'll be done in a bit." Craig pulled his hand back when Tweek delivered a firm slap on his hand.

"N-now Craig and I are going to clean the kitchen a-and ourselves!" Tweek gestured to himself and Craig with a sigh.

"Oh~? Are you trying to tell me this isn't part of my little gift?" Your purr sent a shiver straight down Tweek's spine, a deep blush creeping across his face.

"H-hng no! I-I mean- it could be?"

Laughing at his reaction, you pressed your lips against his cheeks. The dried vanilla delight coming in contact with your lips made you hum. Your tongue darting out to collect the sweet icing that was already beginning to melt across your tastebuds. Tweek's body flinched in response, the feeling of your tongue gliding across his cheek pulling out a shaky moan.

"Hm~ did you offer Craig a bite? All of this can't just be for me." Your voice dipped to a sultry whisper as you finished cleaning off his face.

Your hot breath brushing against the shell of his ear made him whine out. Craig's chuckle now much closer than it had been a minute ago, Tweek could feel his breath fanning down his neck. Pressing an open tongue kiss into Tweek's skin, Craig bit down on the soft flesh. The sharp pain on his neck was quick but enough to make Tweek moan out.

"G-guys please." You smirked at the sound of his begging, which Craig mirrored.

"Ain't he sweet? Taste so good~"

"He does. Messy and sweet." Craig peppered kisses up Tweek's neck with a hum, Tweek's head tilting back in response. "Always a messy boy."

You hummed in response as your hands slid down Tweek's waist tugging on the belt loops. Following Craig's lead, you began pressing kisses on the other side of Tweek's neck down towards his shoulder.

Tweek's head was spinning from the sensation of both of his lovers assaulting his neck. His breathing becoming erratic at the love bites, the dark red marks Craig left behind and the teeth marks you were pressing into his flesh. Not to mention the way your hands were inching dangerously close to the button on his pants, your fingertips disappearing past the hem of his pants.

"Craaaaig, did you really not help clean the kitchen?" Your tone suddenly rang out, the warning making Craig stop and groan.

"I... ate the icing out of the bowl?" He muttered into Tweek's skin.

"Oh baby, that's not very responsible of you. I don't think you deserve this Tweek treat." Your hands cupped Tweek's hips to tug him away from Craig, who's brows furrowed.

Before he could protest Tweek let out a shaky sigh and wrapped his arms around you, immediately nuzzling into the crook of your neck. Just relieved that he could finally catch his breath, but more so that you were on his side.

"Why don't you sit down while I help Tweek get the rest of the kitchen cleaned up?" Taking Tweek by the hand, you lead him towards the kitchen.

Craig pressed his lips together in a thin line, if the way you said that didn't make his cock throb in response he'd be pissed. Leaning against the doorway, he crossed his arms and watched as you gently pushed Tweek back against the island counter. Tweek's eyes were wide as he watched you grab the bowl of icing, there was enough left to execute your little plan. His mouth went dry as he looked at Craig, the dark green of his eyes almost black with lust.

So preoccupied with the way Craig was staring the both of you down, he gasped when the cold air of the kitchen brushed across his exposed cock. His eyes flew down to your form, already sunk down to your knees with the little pink of your tongue sticking out. You had his pants down by his thighs, along with his underwater, his mind racing at how easily you could mold him. He was puddy in your hands and you knew it. You loved it even. You had a power over the both of them, it wasn't like Craig listened to just anyone. Someone with the kind of power to keep the stoic man by the doorway, someone with the kind of power to make his cock bob at the mere sight of you on your knees.

"Relax Coffee Bean, I'm gonna reward you for being so good. But I'm going to make you all messy again, okay? Continue to be a good boy and let me taste you." Tweek nodded at your command, his head shaking up and down vigorously. Anything you wanted; he would give. He'd give it all.

You smiled up at him as your fingers began collecting the sticky sweet icing in the bowl. Tweek felt his chest tighten when you began smearing the icing down his shaft. Just as he was about to squirm from the feeling of the thick cream on his cock, the feeling was replaced with your mouth around his cock. You started off slowly taking your time with the cute blond, your tongue swirling around the bright red tip. Each time he bucked against your mouth you had to resist the urge to giggle, he was trying so hard to not thrust his cock down your throat. He was already a twitching mess, but the incredible feeling of your mouth around his cock made it worse.

It didn't help that you could feel Craig's piercing gaze, watching you intently bob your head up and down; the icing smeared across your lips. Your hands trailed up the inside of Tweek's thighs, squeezing and holding on as if they were your last lifeline. Poor thing couldn't take it anymore, his hand flew down to your hair gripping the locks as he rocked into your mouth. Salty and sweet flavor pushed further down your tongue as slick pre-cum coated your tongue. Tweek felt his body tense up as he chased his release, losing rhythm the closer he got to his climax.

"I'm-I'm gonna cum, please let me cum! Please, please!" Whimpers and cries turned to begging that was separated by heavy panting, Tweek felt like his chest was about to explode.

Unable to pull away from his assault you gave his thighs a firm squeeze, letting him know it was okay to let go. A hum from your throat vibrating up into his cock made him throw his head back, eyes rolling to the back of his head. That was when you felt the salty liquid shoot down the back of your throat and your nose forcibly pressed against his stomach. Tweek's cries slurred to moans as he gripped the side of your head trying to anchor himself to you. Eventually, when he calmed down, he slowly pulled his member from your mouth. His hand shakily trying to message any discomfort from your scalp. You smiled and nuzzled your face into his hand as your swallowed down the rest of his cum.

"There we go, you did so good for me Tweek." You cooed happily, rising to your feet.

Using Tweek to stable yourself, you slid your hands up and down his chest feeling the loud thumping in his chest. Your smile died as a human shaped shadow was cast over the both of you. You knew what was coming, Craig didn't take teasing well if at all. The fact that he patiently watched you for this long was a miracle in itself. Rough hands, contrasting Tweek's gentle touch, grabbed at your waist forcing you back against his stiff member. You almost felt bad for the man by the feeling of it through his jeans alone it must have been painful, but any pity was thrown out the window when you felt him lift you up and press you against Tweek.

Normally Craig would have chuckled at the squeak that left your lips, enjoying the fact that you were suddenly so shy at the way he manhandled you, but right now the only thing on his mind was getting back at you. It wasn't fair that they could have a full conversation with their eyes and body language alone and it certainly wasn't fair that Tweek was so quick to betray you. His slender fingers fumbled with the button of your pants, once they were popped open Craig's fingers hooked into the waistband of them and practically shoved them down. With a frustrated huff he wouldn't bother giving your underwear the same patience, tearing them off with a snap. You yelped as you felt Tweek's hands grip your arms to hold you up and your feet no longer touching the ground.

In the back of your mind, you knew neither would do anything to really hurt you, but the way Craig looked at you made you feel like prey. And when he leaned forward, bending your body until you were smashed up against Tweek's chest, you knew you were in for it. His hot breath brushing against your skin as his voice dipped dangerously low, the kind you could feel in his chest as he spoke.

"Remember that I love you honey, because I'm going to fucking destroy you like I don't." The man pressed a sweet kiss into your cheek like he didn't just promise your downfall.

Your eyes widened up at Tweek who only gave you a smile in return, sickly sweet like he was enjoying this. The little traitor. When Tweek's hand caressed your face and he pressed a kiss onto your lips you should have known he was distracting you. Distracting you from Craig but from the way the tip of his cock drug across your wet folds there would be no ignoring him. Craig's arm hooked under your leg stretching your thighs until you were spread open perfectly for him.

You heard him click his tongue and then without missing a beat his cock slammed into you. The thick member shoving past your folds and immediately meeting that oh so delicious spot. Feeling Tweek smirk against your lips as you tried to cry out in pleasure, you swore you were already seeing stars. For as quick as Craig was going about bullying your insides, Tweek kept his kisses slow. While one was treating you like glass the other left bruises on your skin. Soft gentle kisses, tasting himself and that icing on you, peppering his lips on yours repeatedly; every time he pulled away you let out moan after moan.

"Fuck, the way your walls are clenching around me. You like this don't you? Like when I fuck you like this?" Craig wasn't usually so verbal but something about you and Tweek pulled something out of him. Maybe it was the way your walls clenched around his cock, fluttering at the way his voice got ragged. Maybe it was because he was addicted and finally getting his fix after you thought you could deny him. "Fuck of course you'd get wet from that, trying to choke my cock sweetheart?"

He stood back at his full height, no longer hunched over you to whisper filth in your ear. No, he was focused now. The shift was unbelievable. He went from short rough thrusts, rutting against you like a mad man, to calculated long strikes. His tempo didn't slow, if anything with your cunt sucking him further in it only encouraged him to speed up. Beads of sweat traced patterns over your skin, your arousal making it easier for him to keep up his pace. Tweek watched as you came undone around Craig's cock, felt your body tense up in his arms and your back arching. Tweek's fingers slipped down from your arms to your clit circling the pads of his fingertips around your aching clit, clear cum coating his fingers.

With your walls fluttering around his cock, Craig felt his release creeping closer and closer. He wanted to try and hold out to pull another out of you, Tweek already overstimulating you from his fingers, but he couldn't. Not when you felt so good around him, like you were made for him. After a few more slam of his hips, his cock pulsed and released deep inside of you. His cum painting the inside of your walls, filling your insides until you were stuffed and dripping.

For a few moments the three of you basked in the glow of each other, the sound of trying to catch your breath and Craig coming down from his high. Ever so slowly he pulled his softening member from your core, setting you down gently. When your legs failed to hold you up Tweek wrapped his arms around you. Gently placing you on the counter, he took a step back to help you both get cleaned up. Somehow the flour on Craigs clothes flew off and clung to your sweaty skin, the sprinkles from Tweek stuck to your thighs and shoulders. Instead of getting clean, now all three of you were a sticky sweaty mess.

Ding

“Cupcakes are done.”

#look i'm sorry #but the way #Tweek #said “HRNG CUPCAKES??” #in the show #fucking killed me #I was high and in tears #so I had to #had to #put it in this #ooooooo #under warnings #I should have put #repetitive #use of the word thrust #but thats okay #smut #craig tucker #tweek tweak #craig x reader x tweek #craig tucker x reader #tweek tweak x reader #sp fanfiction #writing requests #reader insert #creek x reader #shhh its a secret #oh anon who requeated the Kyle fic #you're next #south park x reader

[zebulontheplanet]

hey, I have a question about ID. how does being ID affect your life? ik this is a really broad question but im trying to learn more about ID since I don't have it, and I've just really been wondering how it actually changes a person's life.

Hello! This is a hard question because honestly, ID overlaps a lot with other disorders. It’s like a spicy add on that I have. Most of what I will say is from my own observation, the observation of others, and things my neuropsych has said.

ID affects your problem solving skills, adaptive functioning skills, social skills, judgement, learning skills, and ADL skills.

For learning, it’s a constant struggle. I’m severely behind then my non-intellectually disabled peers, and have to constantly work to just keep up a little bit. Learning itself is extremely hard for me, and while others may be able to process things within 2-3-4 times of being exposed and shown it, I might need 5x that amount of time being exposed and shown it. My learning is a complicated subject, because of how behind I am in most subjects. History? Forget it. Algebra? Forget it. I just can’t make those things click on my brain. Dates, memorization, faces, titles, etc etc is a no for me and takes so much time and effort. I have to also constantly work to not regress in skills, so I’m constantly learning to not lose the skills I have gained throughout the years.

For adaptive skills, that includes things like self care, communication skills, self-direction, etc etc. I struggle with all of these. If someone communicates something to me like a time and place or directions, or something along those lines, they have to write it down or it can get scrambled in my head, then forget it, the whole things is mixed up and everything is wrong and I can’t get to where I need to be. Relying information to other people is also very hard for me because of this. Information gets switched up, lost, etc. it’s very hard and I have to have things written down at all times.

For judgement, my judgement is severely impaired. I’m known for staying in relationships (platonic, romantic, etc) way past their due date, and I’m often manipulated and abused in relationships and still stay. I often times have to get my parents involved and for them to help me through it. It’s very tricky and difficult to deal with, because my brain just doesn’t get it, and I will stay in relationships even if they’re harming me.

For problem solving skills, that’s hard for me too. Solving situations, etc etc is really difficult, as well as even something simple as problem solving games, i suck at those and they’re so confusing to me. Puzzles? Forget it. Sudoku? Forget it. Can’t do it at all.

There’s probably a lot I’m missing, and I’m probably not stating it all, but this is just what comes to mind! I hope you have a lovely day and feel free to ask further questions.

#zebrambles #intellectual disability #asks and answers

[stillxnunpxidintern]

Marco x Afab Reader x Ace

Smut/18+, minor dni or you'll be blocked

(This was just meant to be a fun little mild spicy thing and it turned in to this, I still can't write smut but I hope you enjoy)

You and Marco have been in a relationship for a few years now and with how busy Marco can get with his duties as 1st mate, 1st division commander and doctor, while you work in the 4th division being busy making food, getting to spend together can be a little tricky.

There have been times when you get pulled into a storage closet by Marco to have a few minutes with each other before going back your duties. When Marco works a "little" to much for your liking, you will entice him back to bed or go into his office and sit on his lap, stopping him from working and making him nap.

You have sat under his deck waiting for him to return and when he does, you free his cock and take him in your mouth as you tease him by running your hand and tongue over his cock before suck him, even when someone comes into walk to him you'll keep going. Sometimes he will hold your head to stop when someone is talking to him but you still do your best to tease him like that. When he comes down your throat you swallow it all and stare up at him like a cat that got the cream, as you lick your lips.

Marco always promises retribution when you pull those type of stunts and he always got you back with extras.

The two of you have caught in the act quite few times, you do try to make sure doors are locked or everyone is asleep or night duty, but sometime someone is walking around and happens upon you both.

Both of you always look sheepish at being caught but once whoever caught you is gone, your both right back at it though a little quieter. However if you get caught by Thatch or Izou, though half the time it seemed like Thatch was the one to catch you both, but when they did they will tease you mercilessly and that is the only time when you actually stop, as they won't leave till they see clothed and looking annoyed.

When that happen the phoenix from what Marco has told you, gets slightly possessive over you, which in turn causes Marco to get very touchy with you and snippy at others that only lasted a couple of days.

When Ace officially joined the crew, it seemed that he was always the one sent to find either of you and when he did find you both, there was normally a top and shirt discards on floor while you and Marco were making out with hand groping each other. Ace seem to always blushing and stutter that one of you were needed somewhere. Thankfully he had yet to catch you both in the act, cause you were sure he might just stop functioning if he did.

You teased him about going red when he finds you and Marco, and said that it's okay for Ace to watch as you and Marco were pretty to look at, which just left him redder and made him ignite sometimes.

When Ace was promoted to division commander, the celebration that was held for him was the first time that Ace caught you and Marco in the act in a empty supply closet. He quite tipsy so when he open the door to the closet thinking it was his room, he sees you with your legs around Marco waist as he fucks you hard against wall.

You lock eyes with raven hair man and grinned at him as he made a noise and quickly slams the door shut, shouting his apologizes which made you chuckle as you whisper something to Marco, making him laugh before calling you dirty and claiming your mouth as he snapped his hips forward getting a moan from you.

The following day when Ace saw either of you, his face went red and avoid looking at either you. Thatch picked up on that and asked if you traumatised him, but you shrugged and told him that Ace walked in on you both so it not your fault as you were in empty supply closet away from people.

It took about a week for Ace to look at you both again while speaking but there was still a little redness on his cheeks though.

You and Marco had been to watching him more and whispering to each other, usually when he sparring with some of the crew.

Lying together in bed one night, Marco tells you that the phoenix is starting to coo whenever he see Ace now, just like how the phoenix used and still does coo when you're around. He mentions that he want to kiss the younger man as well. You told him that you also want to kiss Ace and possible more, wiggling your eyebrows.

Marco chuckled as he said that phoenix knew how to pick people and talked about the best way to branch this topic to Ace.

However before either of you could talk to Ace about it, you were dealing with an attempted murder.

You were spending the afternoon fishing with Thatch when your commander reeled in a chest. Your surprise turned into giddiness as you shook him and told him, it had to be a devil fruit what other reason would a chest be floating in the sea for.

When he opened the chest there was indeed a devil fruit in it and you were so pleased with yourself for guessing correctly, as the two of you headed to Pops to inform him. As Thatch had found found it, it was his to do what he wanted with.

He said he was going to find out what it was first and then decide if he wanted to eat it or not. After that the both of you headed to the kitchen to begin cooking dinner, as the others had done the prep work for dinner.

Dinner was chaotic as normal and the whole time you and Thatch were talking about the devil fruit, the pros and cons. You ponder about what power it could offer and teased Thatch that it probably be some lame power just like him. Thatch decided that you were doing the dishes on own your own for that comment.

You gasped at him, telling him that he was overacting as you were only teasing and it was completely unreasonable to leave all the dishes to you. He just told you that you should of thought of that before calling him lame.

Once dinner was over and you had also eaten, Thatch left you to the dishes, you grumbled the whole time and swore you weren't gonna help him the next time reports were due, that will teach him.

When done with dishes, and making sure the kitchen was clean and tidy, you were looking forward to standing under the shower and getting rid of the sweat and grime from the day. You headed out on to deck to see if Marco might be out there but he wasn't but you did see Thatch hold his devil and notice Teach walking up behind him.

However something felt wrong and a voice was screaming in your head to move. You were moving before you even saw the knife in the Teach hand and screamed out Thatch name, which made him turn to face you and see Teach about to stab him.

Thatch was stabbed badly and you were able to reach him before Teach went to stab him again. You had grabbed one of the knives that your commander always had on him and used it to defend yourself and Thatch with. Teach went to grab the devil fruit but you were closer to it and without thinking you threw it overboard, which made Teach screamed out in anger as he looked at you with rage in his eyes as he pulled a pistol out and shot you point blank in the shoulder.

Thankfully all the commotion happening, had the deck filled with the crew as Teach was quickly subdued and hauled off to brig to be held till his fate was decided. Even though in agonising pain you turned to Thach and put pressure on him wound, telling him to staying a wake as only lame people died.

He gave a pained chuckled as he said he must then lame, and you pushed down, making him wince more and told him he ain't allow to die. A voice next to you repeated that sentiment as you saw Marco, looking over Thatch as he tied a quick bandaged the wound so that he could pull your commander up and carry him with to medical, with Izou helping.

Once everything began settling down, as much as they could given what had just happened, you lent back against the railing as you process that Teach had tried to kill Thatch over a devil fruit. There was movement next you which made you look and saw that Ace was sitting next to you.

You lent against him and placing your head on his shoulder, as he asked if you were okay and you told him that you were doing better than Thatch but would need to go medical at some point, as being shot point blank wasn't fun. Hearing that made Ace panic as he stood up and try to drag to you there but you slap his hands away, telling him that Marco and the nurses need to focus on Thatch first then you would go as you weren't bleeding out. You had picked up a few things over the years from being with Marco.

Ace didn't looked convinced but didn't say anything and just followed you around. A couple of the commanders asked what had happened so you gave a brief account of the incident and they told you go to medical and you waved off their concerns.

It was only after you saw one of the nurses and got news on Thatch that you headed to Medical with Ace still following behind worried that you still might pass out as the left side of of your top was covered blood.

Upon entering medical Ace left, knowing you would be looked after now. You saw Thatch asleep on bed hooked up an iv but you were just glad that he was alive. One look at you and Marco was dragging you over to an empty bed and he ripped off your top, discard the blood soak top on the floor and looked at your shoulder.

As he treated the wound, he softly scold you for not getting it treated sooner or say anything about it when he arrived, there were a few choice words but you didn't take any to heart as you knew he was just worried about you and Thatch, and given Thatch was asleep you were getting it all.

Once he was finished and had bandaged your arms up, using some of his phoenix to help with the pain then put your arm in a sling as he knows what you're like and knows that you will use it if he doesn't put it in a sling.

Marco looked at you and then at Thatch before the tension in his shoulders released as he rested his forehead against your, pulling you close against him and heard a soft coo. You told him that everything was okay and that was not the answer give, as he looked down at you eyes flashing blue and you knew that phoenix was not happy either.

He gave Thatch a quick once over before telling one of the nurses to come get him if anything changes and dragged you to the bedroom. He knew fucking you isn't the greatest idea but he needs something tangible. He fucked you roughly against the door, mindful of your shoulder, before moving to you bed and ate you out, making you cum a few times before having you ride him and coming more till you were begging no more as you tapped out, as you were overestimated and exhausted.

When Marco stopped and let you rest, he held you close almost as if you would disappear if he let you go. The following morning his and the phoenix anger was still simmering under the surface and watching Teach during his trial, made that anger start to boil but kept his composure as Pops commend Teach for his traitorous ways.

He was placed in sea-stone cuffs and forced to eat a devil fruit from storage and then lowered into the sea, letting the sea claim him.

Both you and Thatch joked that him being lame was what saved him cause if you hasn't called him lame, he wouldn't of put you on dish duty and wouldn't of come out at the right to help save him. Marco on the other hand didn't find this funny when he heard.

So with Thatch out of commission and you semi-out of commission, the meal times were even more chaotic than normal, you tried to be in the kitchen and help out but phoenix and Marco by extension was refusing to help you out of his slight and there were few people that he was trusting to be around you at the moment.

Ace was one of the main people he trusted to be around you as the phoenix was still cooing when he saw the fire user. Ace had apologised many times to you and Thatch even though you had both told him it wasn't his fault, everyone was blind to Teach's true nature.

It took over a month before you and Thatch were back on duty together, even though Thatch was still on light duty for a couple of more weeks. You had noticed that the phoenix was still more present, what didn't happen much as normally it would settle down after things went back to normal, and cause of that it meant Marco was still being over-protective and marking you.

If you're on dinner/late shift he would waiting for you at the end, and this particular night Marco pulled you into the shower room as he peeled you out of your clothes and under the spray of water with his hands wandering over you, groping your chest as his hand moved downward and his fingers entered you, teasing you as his thumb rubbed your clit in a small circle making moan out his name, making him go faster as curled his fingers hitting the right spot and making you cum with a cry.

Marco held you close as you came down from your orgasm with him peppering your neck with kisses. He then push you up against the tile wall as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down your slit making you moan as he filled you up.

He started off going slow before setting a faster pace making you moan louder and telling him to go hard. Marco then began pounding into you as you reached a hand down and rubbed your clit, bringing you closer to your 2nd orgasm as you started clench around Marco cock and soon you were coming for a 2nd time but Marco didn't slow as he began to chase his own releases.

There was noise behind you causing you both to pause in your activity, as you looked behind and saw Ace standing there, staring at you and Marco. While he staring Marco snapped his hips forward making you moan, making Ace goes red in the face as you breathlessly asked if he wanted to join.

He looked wide eyed as he made another noise and quickly left the shower room, so both of you went back to fucking as Marco went harder and faster again, which started the build up another orgasm and when you came for a 3rd time and clench around him, making Marco come.

You were both breathless as he pulled out and could feel his release dibble out and down your thighs. Marco pulled you up and held you close as he began kissing you softly then started washing your hair. Feeling his fingers in your hair made you sigh as you lent you against his chest.

When finished washing each other and back in your room cuddling on the bed you both talked about Ace, as you hadn't been able to talk to him about a certain topic with what had happened. The phoenix cooed when you talked about Ace and you called it a greed thing, which made Marco eyes flash blue as he claimed your mouth and said he was pirate, he was always greedy and wanted more.

Trying to talk to Ace was harder than either of you expected cause as soon as he see you or Marco coming near him, he quickly escape and goes off somewhere. It took a few days but you were both finally able to speak to him, as he came into Marco's office with reports from his division. While in the office he kept avoiding both your gazes but you were going to use this opportunity to talk to him.

You managed to coax Ace to come and sit next to you but he still looking at the floor, so told him that you and Marco have been talking about him, about having him join you both for one night at least if he wanted a threesome.

That caught him off guard as his eyes darted between you and Marco, his face going red at the offer and unsure of what to say or do, wondering if he was being pranked as he stuttered but no word were actually said, before asking What.

Marco spoke this time, asking Ace if he wanted joined and have a threesome with him and you. He asked if he was being pranked or if this was a dream, so you reached over pinched his arm telling him that it wasn't a dream or prank, and that you were offering him a threesome at least once and see how it went from there but it was completely his choice and there was no time limit on it.

He nodded his head at that and quickly left the office lost in his own thoughts over the offer. You walked over to Marco and held his head against your chest, fingers in his hair as he gave a soft sigh. It was all up to Ace now if wanted to join or not.

It was a few days when you were in the kitchen, chopping up vegetables, when Ace approached you looking bashful as he asked to talk about the offer. You smiled at him and said you would later on with Marco and will answer any questions he may have. He gave a nod and said he'll see you later.

You were grinning to yourself the whole time as you worked away. Thatch seeing what kind of mood you were in and decided not to ask why, he rather not know more about your sexual activities than he already knew.

Once finished with your shift, you went in search of Ace and when you found him link arms with him and went to Marco office knowing he would be there working on paperwork. Entering the office you grinned at your blonde lover as you pulled Ace in and closed the door.

He raised an eyebrow at you before smiling when saw Ace and pushed away from the deck and leant backward in his chair as you sat on the deck while Ace sat on a chair looking at you both. He tentatively asked why you offered him a threesome.

You and Marco told him how it came be, that the phoenix would coo in a certain way every time it was saw Ace, and the only other time it cooed like that was with you and the phoenix was still cooing like that with you. Then Marco told Ace, that him and you have talked about wanting to kiss him and that lead on to talking about branching the topic to him about joining you but then the Teach incident happen and put that on hold.

When he caught you both fucking in the shower, you knew it was time to branch the topic having a threesome if that all he wanted. Ace just stared looked at you both and asked what else you wanted from this as he thought it was a one time-thing. You let Marco take this one as he started to explain that the phoenix wanted Ace the same way it wants you, that it really wants Ace to join.

However both Marco and you knew that while the phoenix wanted it, doesn't mean that Ace wanted to join, hence why you were offering the threesome and who said it had to be a one time things as they were open to more threesome if that is what Ace preferred than joining the relationship.

You let all the information sink in and let him think over everything you had just said as you moved off the deck and around to Marco, sitting on his lap. His hands were rubbing your thighs as as you both watched the younger man lost in his own world thinking over everything.

Marco called his name after a few minutes, which made him look up and the first thing he asked is why you wanted him. That caught you off guard before asking why wouldn't you want him. Ace asked again why when there were clearly better people than him you both could chose from.

The ways he said it had you standing from Marco lap and moving over to Ace before taking his face in your hands in seconds. You told him just how amazing he was, that he's one of the most hard working crew member you had seen and always willing to help anyone that needs it. He was also sweet, funny and handsome so why wouldn't either of you want him, Marco agreed with what you said.

He looked so stunned at what you had just told him, as he was expecting something else to be said to him. You smiled gently at him and told him again, that you both wanted him but it was his decision in the end on what happens. He gave a little nod and said he need to think about some more and speak to you both when he has an answer.

You and Marco watched him leave lost in his own thoughts once again and hoped he had all the information he needed to make his choice. Wandering back on your lover and kissed him hungrily as his hand rested on your hips. You pulled away and grinned cheekily saying that he needed to get on with his paperwork before twirling away from his hold and blew him a kiss before leaving the office.

There was a groan from his office that made you giggle, you loved riling him up it was so fun especially when you could do it go easily. You headed back to the kitchen to annoy Thatch for a while as there weren't anything else that need your attention.

When Ace came to his decision, he found you both in Marco office as you were straddling the blonde on his chair, kissing him greedily while Marco had his fingers kneading your ass cheeks. Ace watched the two of you before asking if you two were always like. You turned to look at Ace with a grin and told him how could you not when Marco was so attritive and sexy, it was just impossible keep your hands off him.

Marco kissed your neck at that before taking his hands off your ass and moved you around, so you were sitting in his lap and looking at Ace, who closed the door and stood in front of the deck. It took him a couple of moment before saying he wants the threesome and anything else you might offer him.

You smiled brightly at him using your finger to tell him to come over and when he was front you of both, you got Ace to lean down and kissed him, what startled him for a second but returned kissed. You were grinning when the kiss finished and said not to forget Marco, so he lent over to the blonde commander and kissed him as well.

The look Ace had after both kisses was so pleasing to see and you were looking forward to seeing his face when he came undone.

You wiggled around in Marco lap getting comfy, earning a groan from the blonde as he held you tightly to stop you from moving any more and that made Ace laugh. Marco looked at the younger man and asked how he come to the decision of joining.

That got Ace going red in the face as he admitted that the image of you two fucking in the shower wouldn't leave his mind and had even jerked off a couple of times to that image and then after talking about the threesome he couldn't that image out of his head and knowing that there could be more than just a threesome was also something he wanted.

Hearing Ace give his reason made you happy and knew Marco was from the faint coo he was doing into your neck. You told him you could give him plenty more images that he could jerk off too, not that he's gonna to need to with you and Marco around.

The three spoke for awhile longer, making double sure that this is what Ace wanted, that he's allowed to change his mind at any point and that leaded on to telling him that he'll need a safeword, as you & Marco explained how you use a system of red, yellow and green. That red means stop, yellow is pause and ease up and green was all good, and that if he unable to speak then two taps anyway is slow and three taps is stop.

Ace nodded along with everything that was being told to him and said that 'windmill' was his safeword. It was decided to wait a few days as that when you all had the evening free baring any emergencies. Over the following few days you had a spring in your step that Thatch once again picked up on and asked what happened, and immediately said nope doesn't want to know, when he saw the glint in your eyes and knew what it meant.

When the night arrived, you had made sure that Marco was at dinner with you and Ace, making them both sitting opposite you that you used as an advantage and took turns of running your foot up and down their inner leg, toeing their groins which made them both shoot you a look as Marco grabbed your foot the next time you did, telling you to behave but you just smiled and used your other foot to rub his groin so he let go of you foot and promised you would pay so you pouted at him and looked at Ace, asking if he would let Marco get you but he held his hands up and said it was between you two, which made Marco smile at you.

After dinner it didn't take long before the three of you were back in the cabin that you and Marco shared, with the door lock not wanting to be interrupted. You reminded Ace of the colours and safeword, before asking if he was sure he wanted this and he nodded saying that he did and that he remembered colours, so hearing that you pushed him on the bed, straddling his lap as you kissed him with your hands going up his cheat and neck as they went into his hair, pulling him closer to you.

His hands rested on your ass so you grinded your hips down him, slowly earning a little groan from Ace which made you smile as you pulled back to look at him. As you busy teasing Ace, Marco took this chance to pull your top and bra off, freeing your breasts as he squeezed them and rolled your nipples behind his fingers, drawing a moan from you that Ace swallowed.

Pulling your hands from Ace hair, you reached for Marco but he took hold of yours and held them behind your back with one hand, making you arch your back as he lent down and kissed you. With Marco claiming your mouth, Ace took one nipple in his mouth as sucked, pulled and bite down gently getting more moans from you as he swapped to the other nipple and repeated it.

While you were occupied by Marco, Ace took the moment and pulled off your shorts and underwear off in one go, he kept his left his hand on your ass while using his right slipped between your legs and ran his fingers up and down your slit making you moan Ace name as you buck your hips. Two fingers slipped into your needy little hole as he slowly pumped them in and out.

Marco pulled you from up from Ace, making you whine at the lose of his fingers but quickly shhed you as he turned you around in Ace lap, so your back was against his chest and looking at Marco. You were level with your blonde lover crotch and hooked your fingers around his sash and pulled him closer before throwing it away and then pulled his trousers down, licking your lips at his cock as you lent forward and swirled your tongue around the head, making him grunt as his grips your hair.

While teasing Marco, Ace slipped his fingers back into you pumping them faster making you moan, as you ran your tongue over his shafted before taking him in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down, having Marco call your name with a grunt. Ace slipped another finger into you and pumping faster as his thumb rubbed your clit, making you shudder and moan.

The faster Ace was thrusting his fingers the faster you bobbed your head and the same with if he slowed his pace. You were soon begging Ace to go quicker as you getting so close to your orgasm and knew Marco was as well with how tight he was holding your hair and how much he huffing. Ace curled his fingers and hit the right spot causing you cry around the cock in your mouth as you came, which then triggered Marco and you swallowed it all.

You released Marco cock and lent against Ace as you catch your breath and made a noise when he slipped his fingers out and went to clean them but Marco grabbed his hand and clean his fingers, sucking each of them clean earning a groan from Ace. Once you had your breath back you stood up and looked at the younger man, telling him to lose the shorts as it his turn now.

Once his shorts were discord somewhere in room, he was pushed down on the bed and you claimed his mouth, while Marco took him in his mouth and began running his tongue over cock, making Ace moan and huff what you enjoyed. Marco released Ace as he pulled you down and so you were straddling Ace hips as he rubbed the head of the cock up and down up your slit a few times, drawing out moans from both of you before letting you sink down on the cock, that filled and stretched you.

You let yourself adjust for a few moment before you began to move your hips slowly and Ace placed his hands on your hips. Marco was prising you both for being so good as he placed kisses along your neck. He moved away and went to the bedside table and took the lube out, while he was next to Ace he lent down and kissed him then called him a good boy before coming back to you.

He covered his fingers lube as he then worked his fingers in your back hole and began stretching it before coating his cock and eased himself in you making you breath heavily till he was seated in you and by the seas you never felt this full before. When you felt ready you told them to start moving and feeling them moving in sync rubbing against each other, as one in and one out felt amazing as the build up to your second orgasm was coming quick and with a rough thrust from Ace, hitting the right spot that had you coming and crying out as you laid down against Ace as you caught your breath again, and felt a hand stroking your hair and looked to see Ace smiling at you.

When you were ready to go keep going you pushed yourself back up and Marco pulled you against him with one hand pressed against your chest as they both started moving again and this time taking long slow strokes before doing quick rough stroke. Marco was kissing along your neck as his other hand reach between your leg and rubbing your clit, making you clench around Ace which made him groan as he gripped your hips harder.

Marco started going harder and quickly which meant so did Ace, and with your clit being rubbed quicker, you could feel the impending 3rd orgasm start to build but Marco told you that you weren't allow to come until after both him and Ace had, causing you whine as both holes clenched around them. They went back to doing slow long stroke and till you were begging them to go faster.

They both started to move more as they started chasing their own release, slamming harder and faster in to you as Marco fingers was played with your clit making you clench and beg more. Ace came first gripping your hips keeping you against him as he filled you up and you moaned at the feeling. Marco was holding you tight against his chest now as he began coming and filling you up once again.

That when you were told you come as Marco rocked in to you while adding more pressures to you little bud making you moan more as you were close and needed a little more. You begged for a more and Marco bite down on your neck and gave just thrust, that gave you what you needed as you came with scream.

It was quiet apart from the heavily breathing from the three of you, Marco recovered quickly what was normally cause of the phoenix abilities and gave short thrusts, Ace respond to by giving his own short thrusts as well as fingers still playing with you, but it was too much at the moment so you gave Marco arms three taps.

That stopped him immediately as he moves his fingers away and looked at you, asking if you were okay were and you nodded yes, he then asked if you break for now and you nodded again. He pressed a kiss into you hair as he gently pulled himself out and then pulled you off Ace. You made a little whine at the lose but was promised that you would be filled again later, the night was still young.

You could feel their cum dribbling down your thighs as you were laid down next to Ace, who was sitting against the headboard now and pulled you into his arms. Marco returned with a wet cloth and glass of water that handed Ace and who made you drink some, as he cleaned the mess between your thighs before sitting on the edge bed, stroking your hair.

There was a warmth at your nether regions as the discomfort disappeared and you looked down to see the healing blue flames of the phoenix. You got asked how you were feeling and told them that you feeling better but still wasn't ready for more yet. Marco told it was okay and prised you for doing so well and taking them both. You preened a little at his words as you lent up and kissed Marco, it was gently loving kiss and pulled away, smiling at him as you turned Ace and softly kissed him as well.

When you were ready continue on the rest of the night was spent going at it like bunnies and you were so glad that Ace was here now given how quickly Marco could recover and how many rounds he could go before he was sated, as much as you love the phoenix abilities you also disliked them sometimes.

The following morning even after the healing flames, your body was still sore as well as still being covered in bite marks and bruises from fingers, it was just your luck that both men enjoyed seeing you covered in marks they've made a little to much. Your legs still felt shaky when walking or even just standing for awhile, so they would picked you up and just carry you around the ship with everyone teased you. You were envious of both devil fruit users as at the moment it seems liked they hadn't spent the night fucking away.

Pops upon seeing how they were carrying you just laughed, he knew what you and Marco like but knowing that Ace had apparently joined the relationship, he smiled and congratulated you the three of you before asking when he was gonna get his first grandchild.

You nearly choked on air when you heard that and glared at Pops for saying but he just laughed saying an old man can hope. There was whispers going around you after that and you knew what they were, as just you knew about the bet that the crew had going about you and Marco given how often you fuck and how long it be before you get pregnant, that bet had been going on for a good few years now and still nothing but now Ace had joined the crew was talking about the bet again.

Pops was getting blamed for this and you told him that as you pout at him but he still just smiled and said he got good money on you, just like the rest of crew did. An arm curled around you keeping you still as hand covered your mouth as you started ranting. Your blonde lover whispered to you to be a good little birdy and behave or else, in a tone that made you shiver at the connotations of his words so you did.

You heard snigger coming from next to you and saw that your own commander was grinning and chuckling at you, the urge you to tackle Thatch to the ground was so hard to resists but you did, mainly cause you had an arm around you stopping but you gave him a look that promised payback.

True to the look you gave Thatch, you got your payback a few months later, taking your time and luring Thatch in to a fake sense of security. You set up the prank for him in the kitchen that would go off without you being in the kitchen but you made sure to be close by to hear his shrieks what was music to your ears and walk with a spring your step and a grin on lips, that when your heard your name being yelled and you legged it.

While avoiding Thatch you run by Ace and grabbed his hand, dragging him with you as Thatch was still yelling your name. You made it to Marco office, that was safe space, and pushed him into the current empty office and shut the door. Ace asked what you did but you just smiled at him as you made him sit on one of the chairs in front of the desk and got down on your knees.

Ace eyed you suspiciously but didn't say anything as you undid and pulled his shorts down enough that allowed you to pull his cock and you licked your lips but you looked at up at him and he gave a little nod. With that you lent forward and you took the head in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and then ran your tongue up and down the shaft a few times before taking the head back in and started to bob up and down as Ace put his fingers in your hair.

You started to bob faster and taking more of him in, tongue swirling around the shaft when you slowed for moment and could hear the soft grunts from Ace. You looked at up him to see his eyes were closed but his grip tightening on your hair, roughly forcing you to take more as he hit the back of your throat as he got closer to coming. You added to a hand to help and gave a little hum and just as he came a few moments later the door to the office open as you opened your mouth as you swallowed his cum.

All you heard was the shout of why is it all me from your commander, you licked your dark hair lover cock clean before licking your lips clean as you looked up at Marco and Thatch smiling at them as you stood up and Ace tucked himself away. Marco pushed Thatch out of the office and said that he'll deal with it and speak to him later after. With that Marco closed the door and locked it as he looked at you, as you smiled at him there was flashing of blue in his eyes that told you that you were in trouble but getting Thatch back was worth it not you were saying that outload, you didn't need to add the punishment you were gonna get.

Marco walked over to you placing his forefinger and thumb under your chin, forcing you to keep looking at him as he eyes were still flashing blue as he spoke slight growl saying that maybe he should help some of the crew win the bet, by having him and Ace start breeding you so you finally got pregnant, so that you might actually learn to behave and would cause less trouble being unable to move quickly while you swollen with child.

A shiver went through your body at that thought and soft moan escaped your lips at the image of being with child after being fucked and bred by them entered your mind. That seemingly was the right answer as Marco called you a good little bird while felt Ace come behind and placed his hand on your stomach and said how good of Mama you would be as he placed kisses around your neck.

You just completely surrounded to both men in that moment and let them fuck and bred you all night long.

None of the crew saw any of you till the following afternoon and when did, you were being carried around again as you had no energy and how you looked said you had been completely and thoroughly fucked while your brain was mush at the moment. Both men whispered prises and sweet nothings in to your ears and gently touches across your stomach at times when no looking.

Thatch asked when he was getting his cook back and Marco gave his usual lazy smile and said you should be fine tomorrow but who actually knew as you might still be tired or have no energy. The 4th division commandeer muttered under his breather that the three of you were all as bad each other as he walked away.

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[fangswbenefits]

Please help me Ruby 😓 you're so so so good at writing smut. Like. How?

I love writing but as soon as I get to a spicy scene, my brain stops. I can't decide how to refer to different body parts because it sounds silly or pervy (even if i don't mind that same terminology in other people's writing).

Did it ever feel awkward and cringy for you? How did you decide on which words felt best? Do you have to be in a different mindset when you write smutty scenes vs. non-smutty scenes?

PS All of your writing, not just the sexy stuff, is so great (I love what you're doing in the arrangement and how you're handling trauma).

Hi, friend! I went into some detail about writing smut here 🩷

English isn't my native language, so suffice to say my handling of it was pretty appalling at first, especially when it came to smut. See, writing smut isn't hard. Writing solid and immersive smut is.

There was a time I stayed away from including dialogue during sex scenes cause, as a reader, that was what broke immersion for me more often. One wrong word/sentence that makes me go "he would not say that" and it's pretty hard to win me back 😅 I'm pretty chill with everything else and will read multiples genres. But I am very demanding when it comes to smut cause it's what I'm most comfortable with 🫂 dialogue is almost a must for me now, but because Astarion makes it very easy (that teasing bastard.... 😈).

It can be tricky, but practice makes perfect. Identify what aspects you like the most when reading other people's works and try to implement them in your own writing 🩷 thank you so much for reaching out and showing your support. Good luck!

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[kaylas-world-0]

Sounds spicy, though if it's not comfy for you, it's fine! don't force yourself if it's not your cup of tea!

I still love your writing no matter what! ^__^

(I know that you know but i just want to let you know!)

Aww thanks. It's not about me being uncomfortable it's about if you guys gonna like it or not. Not that I am not confident in my writing. But I'll do my best :)

It's a bit hard to write full smut scene without turning it into something cringy Qwq So I will definetly try my best

Suggestive themes and spicy stuff definetly okay. They are the best ingredients in a meal you know~ Can't separate much from angst and fluff 👀

Though writing full smut is a bit tricky to deal with but definetly not something I will run from. But like I said. I will do my best~

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[yukidragon]

Hello, I was wondering if you could write a isekai AU? MC gets trapped inside the game "something's wrong with sunny day Jack" and tries to make a deal with Jack to help them get back home.

Oooh, that's an intriguing idea for an AU. One day, the average player of Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack suddenly wakes up in the role of the main character.

Isekai Types

Isekai is an interesting genre, with all sorts of variations. Most isekai have something kill off the protagonist in their previous world. Truck-kun is a meme in this genre for a reason after all. If the player died in our world and woke up in the role of the MC, their attempts to get back would probably be doomed from the start.

Then there's the isekai where the person was summoned. Typically that's to be the hero/savior/saint who saves the world. If our MC was summoned, then it would most likely be Jack who summoned them. In this scenario, he would probably be aware of the 4th wall to some degree. If he was aware that he was in a game and that the MC in the game is just the avatar of the real person he's in love with, well... that's certainly reason enough to break the wall between them don't you think? If they don't want to stay in his world, well, then he'll just have to go back with them, now won't he?

If Jack wasn't the reason they were brought there, then that might make it tricky for him to help them get back. Though he could promise to try in order to team up with them and earn his sunshine's trust, since trying doesn't mean succeeding.

Of course that's going with the world as a game. If the world of SWWSDJ was an alternate universe, then if MC comes from our world, then either they're dropped in without a support system or they're replacing the original MC. Plenty of isekai have a person wake up in another person's body when they died or awakened to their past life's memories. Heck, a lot of the isekai revolve around someone suddenly waking up in the role of a character in a dating sim, including erotic ones like SWWSDJ.

Of course if they're reborn as a person in that world, things can get pretty crazy depending on when it happens. Does MC suddenly become aware of their past as a baby? In childhood? While dating Ian? After he cheated? Before the demo begins? After it ends? Endless possibilities~

It could even get pretty dark potentially. What if the player suddenly appeared during the course of the game or after the demo? If Jack is unaware that it's a game, he surely would notice something has drastically changed about his sunshine. Would he still love the person attached to him if they were an entirely different soul, or would he want his real sunshine back? Would he love whoever he's attached to? Would he see this new MC as a threat who took away his sunshine? So many dark questions...

Okay, now that I've gone over a lot of broad strokes of different ways to tackle this sort of isekai AU, let's narrow on focus to the type of isekai setting that I prefer personally for this scenario.

From Player to MC

First of all, the MC is a person who played the game. If they just heard about it from a friend, that would make things a little less spicy, in more ways than one.

Of course how the player would react to suddenly finding themselves in the world of the game would vary wildly depending on the MC. Would they be happy to know they're going to be in that situation? Would they be scared? Since they have some idea of how Jack works, they would have a lot more control over him considering they would know that he can't do anything without their consent and that he needs them to want him there.

If the MC is someone who wants to be with Jack romantically, this would be advantageous for them. All they have to do is just, well, let him love them and keep an eye on his yandere impulses. If they would rather be with Ian, Shaun, Nick, or someone else entirely... then there might be a pretty big problem.

I imagine if the MC found themselves in the SWWSDJ world before they get the tape, they could just skip buying and playing the tape if they don't want to deal with Jack's yandere and manipulative tendencies. Sure, I theorized that the other love interests are yandere too, and Jack's rules makes him the least dangerous one of the bunch ironically, but we don't actually know that for sure. It's possible for the MC to just skip the whole yandere song and dance if they just never play the tape.

Of course... that's assuming that the world they found themselves in really was just like the game they played. The demo changed from the first iteration to the second after all. Who's to say that some things couldn't be different than they were expecting?

Personally, I'd throw in a few twists for fun that the MC wouldn't be expecting despite their knowledge of the game. Plus there's the simple fact that a visual novel's telling of a world and events would have a much more narrow perspective than actually living in it.

Really, it would be the most interesting to have the MC isekai to just before they find the tape. That way they have a dilemma on their hands - do they let Jack remain trapped in a place where he described as hell? A place where he always feels cold and can never sleep? Or do they invite him into their lives, potentially into their head and heart to be their best friend forever despite the risks? It's a juicy bit of drama they would have to consider.

Naturally, there's the question in the MC's mind if the world is actually real. Are they inside a game that's somehow evolved to become a separate reality? Did the game predict the events of another world that they would wake up inside of? Did this world get created for the MC to live out a fantasy? Is this just a dream? Will they be restricted by the events of the story, or do any of the events of the game still matter that much now?

Then of course there's the logistics. The role of Y/N in the game is intentionally vague to be a blank slate. MC had an ex boyfriend named Ian who keeps calling them, they're exploited at their job selling yogurt where customers sometimes ask them on dates, and they have a friend from college named Shaun who is crushing on them. Name, age, gender, appearance, family, background, etc... all these details are intentionally unspoken to better insert whatever entity we like into the role of the MC. What family and relations they wind up having might be something they could never have expected and have no clue how to deal with...

Alice the SWWSDJ Fan

I'd say now is a good point to narrow the focus further to my personal MC, Alice, and the way I would write her going through such a scenario.

I mean, I could write one where I, the player and writer of Alice suddenly find myself in her body living her life. There's plenty of isekai where writers wake up as their characters after all.

Or I could totally go off the rails, go full overpowered isekai protagonist mode, and play with the idea of me literally becoming my overpowered online avatar. I'm sure Jack would be pretty surprised that the person who freed him from the tape is a talking cat with wings that can transform into a giant ass dragon, don't you think? Sounds like a pretty wacky AU.

Still, I'd rather stick with my OTP. Plus it's interesting to consider Alice with meta knowledge. How would she have interacted with the game and the fandom while being just another person who played the demo? How would she feel about the characters, story, and Jack's apparent powers when they're all fiction to her? Would she be a fan or just casually play it one day and wind up being reborn into it? Would her family be part of the game world or the real world? What would her family relations look like in the other world?

Really, it's surreal to think about Alice as having played the game or me waking up living her life when I really go into the nitty gritty details like this.

If Alice's family was in the "real" world, she would miss them terribly and want to go back to them. If they only existed in the game world and her "real" family weren't as nice... would she have reason to leave?

Because Alice wouldn't have grown up with Ian, her opinion about and relationship with him would be different. It'd be the same with Shaun since they wouldn't have bonded and become friends during college. She might have opinions about all the characters, but no emotional connection beyond potentially appreciating them as fictional characters.

I think Alice would enjoy the SWWDJ game, and maybe browse the fandom online, but she would be too skittish to interact openly in the fandom, at least not without using an alternate online persona. She might even have her own self-insert that she draws and doesn't share with anyone because it's too personal. Alice is a pretty private person after all, and her sexual urges are no one else's business but her own.

Still, I can see Alice posting art that she drew of the characters on her socials. She might not have the guts to share her self-insert self-indulgence publicly, even in a fandom that fully embraces and encourage this warmly, but getting some likes for her art online makes her smile.

The life Alice would've lived without Ian as her childhood friend would have been different. It'd be sad if she never had a friend she got close to like she did with him. At the same time, it means that she was never in a relationship that turned toxic...

Her opinion of Ian would be different, obviously, since Alice knows him from the demo as a fictional character. He's the ex-boyfriend who, according to some of the fandom, cheated on MC, so a good chunk of the fandom dunks on him for it. He also gets plenty of cheesecake and is shown to be soft, apologetic, and needy. Being a sympathetic person in general, I can imagine Alice would feel kind of bad for him, but nowhere near as much as she does in canon. It would be more of a casual sense of wondering why someone who acts so soft spoken and nice would be a cheater... if that's really what happened to break Ian and MC up. It'd make her curious to see what actually happened and how his route is going to go in the full release.

Also seeing Ian's sex scene would've startled her. She never expected someone so soft and apologetic to get so rough in bed. It's not really her thing, but it's sweet and sad that MC and him had such a trusting and close bond, only for him to cheat...

Shaun would appeal to Alice with his fun personality. The guy is nice, friendly, sweet, funny, playful, charming, and Moonpie is an adorable bonus. He likes gothic stuff and horror like her, so she's curious about his route in the full game. The teasers about his lore are really cute, funny, and/or embarrassingly steamy. Plus it's really cute that he purrs.

If Alice could pick just one of the love interests to meet and befriend IRL, it would be Shaun. He's the most approachable, not a cheater, and doesn't have a potentially murderous and manipulative side lying in wait... as far as we know anyway.

Really, Alice wouldn't mind befriending any of the love interests in the game. She's just understandably wary of interacting with a real life yandere, regardless of whether or not that focus would be on her. Yanderes are better for fictional self-indulgence after all.

Nick would be another appealing character for Alice. While in real life being flirted with at her job would be a huge red flag and make her uncomfortable, this is a game. She can detach herself from how she would actually feel if a questionable fictional scenario happened to her in real life and focus on the fact that he's a cute, shy guy flirting with the MC. He also has a bit of a wild side according to his profile. Someone with the night job as a dom is something that's a bit out there for her, since she's pretty vanilla, but his puppies are cute. She'd be curious to see how these contradicting facets of his character come into play.

Then of course there's the star of the show, Sunny Day Jack. Jack is the biggest guilty pleasure for Alice. His gentle praise and affirmations just really resonate with her. It's hard for her not to give into the temptation to replay the demo just to hear him speak so sweetly to "her." Hearing him moaning during the sex scenes flusters her, but she can't help but think that it would be kind of nice to have someone who showed her so much gentle love and care...

At the same time though, Alice would be well aware that Jack is dangerous. He's the titular yandere in this yandere eroge after all. So much promotional art shows him covered in blood, looking scary, and threatening to kill anyone who takes away his sunshine.

Yanderes, as a whole, aren't something Alice would want to interact with for real. Even in fiction it's something she's leery about. The idea of being stalked and treated as an object of obsession is terrifying and best left in the realm of horror as an antagonist to defeat or escape. She likes playing different horror games for fun, including ones where you have a scary character in it who stalks and is obsessed with the player, but a yandere erotic game is very different experience than mainstream horror games. She's familiar with the classic trope of the yandere and doesn't want to play a game with non-con elements.

Still, after seeing it on her feed so often, and hearing that there are no non-con elements in the game, Alice gave it a shot... and it immediately became her guilty pleasure. While she would never want to encounter a killer yandere in real life, a part of her would wish that she could be loved so sweetly like that for real... just without the potential murder and manipulative aspects. Also apparently Jack can read the MC's mind? Holy crap she does not want someone in her head like that.

While Alice likes all the characters, Jack is the one she has something of a crush on, but that's normal, right? Husbandos, waifus, and spousos are harmless fantasies for people who don't have a significant other in their lives. Everyone has experienced a fictional crush or two.

After all... it's not like anyone would ever want Alice romantically or sexually in real life, according to her... so what's the harm in indulging in a fantasy that'll never happen?

Alice in Wonderland

Then suddenly, bam, one day Alice wakes up in a strange bed in a totally different apartment. It's strangely a little familiar, but it'll take a while for her to notice that, as she's too busy freaking out about suddenly being someplace that isn't her home. Fortunately, no one is there to witness her freak out.

It's an apartment for two. Strangely enough, the apartment she woke up in has a lot of things that suit her taste. It's as if whoever brought her here made sure she would find it homey.

Did something happen to her mind? Did Alice lose a chunk of her memory after moving to someplace new? Who lives in the other bedroom with all the video games and anime merch?

Then the cell phone on the nightstand starts to ring. Alice doesn't answer out of caution, but sees the name Ian on the screen. It's a coincidence, right? Her fingerprint unlocks the phone, much to her unease, and she listens to the voicemail.

It's pretty surprising hearing Ian's apologetic voice on the other end of the call, begging her to pick up and talking about past memories that mean nothing to her. This has to be an elaborate prank, right? Did someone pay Ben Sinning to record a message for her? But no one who has her phone number knows she likes Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack. She'd be too embarrassed to let anyone who knows her in real life that she's a fan of an erotic game.

It only gets more disturbing as Alice searches the phone to find pictures of herself that she never took... and a number of those pictures are with Ian and Shaun.

This has to be a dream, right? There's no way someone went to this extent to pull a prank on her, and there's no way this is real, so it must be... Pinching herself does nothing except make her feel pain.

After Alice has to take a minute to calm down from another freak out, she tries to figure out what to do. She tries calling her family... but no luck. The phone doesn't connect to anything, and other numbers are the same or different people answer who have no idea about the people she's asking for.

Alice is alone.

So this then leads to the question of what to do. Alice won't just stay in this world. She has a home with a family and friends to get back to! But how did she get here and how can she get back? It's got to be some supernatural element that brought her here, and the only supernatural thing she can think of that might fit is Jack... but he's not there and neither is his tape. She already checked when she looked around the apartment.

Alice has to know for sure. It's risky, but Jack is a supernatural entity. Maybe, just maybe, he'll be able to help her... if he does exist in this world. It's such a long shot, but it's all she has.

Finding a nearby thrift store is easy - it's within walking distance fortunately. Alice hopes it's this one she's looking for. The MC of the game did seem to be kind of lazy, so hopefully they didn't make it a habit of going to all the thrift shops in town.

The tape was in the messy shelves in the back, right? There's cracked ceramics, puzzle pieces in bags, and other assorted stacks of random knickknacks... but it's the black rectangular shape of VHS tapes that she hones in on among the junk.

Strangely, Alice doesn't have to look hard for it. The first VHS tape she spots draws her eye immediately. After carefully sliding it out of the stack of old worn out children's books, she finds the distinct piece of tape with "84 - INCIDENT" written in faded red marker.

For a moment, all Alice can do is stare at the tape. Maybe it's just because she knows Jack is in there and what he's capable of... but she can practically feel the tape calling out to her.

This is crazy. Alice knows it's one thing to indulge in a harmless fictional fantasy, but it's a whole other thing to make it a reality. Yanderes are dangerous, and she's gotten hints of what potential harm Jack is capable of. She can't help but recall the more horrific pieces of art she's seen, of Jack being manipulative and coaxing people into self-harm. Then there's the fan art where he's completely unhinged and murdering people outright.

But apparently Jack can't do anything his "sunshine" doesn't want. At least... that's what the people who made the game wrote about the lore. Hopefully that would hold true in this reality and that she isn't making some huge mistake by letting him out...

Plus, Alice can't help but feel a pang of sympathy and guilt. Jack did describe the tape as hell. With how much of a comfort character he's been to her, it almost feels unfair that she's even considered leaving him to such a terrible fate.

Ultimately, Alice doesn't have many options. It might be a risk, and so many things could go wrong, but Jack is the only hope she has.

After returning to the apartment, Alice takes a moment to psyche herself up, then plays the tape. She jumps hearing Jack for the first time amidst the static, confused but friendly. She sees his face on the screen, her heart hammering in her chest when it sinks in that this is really happening. He's even more handsome in person, but she can't let that distract her.

Alice had some idea about what to expect from the demo, but the exact things Jack says to her is a little different than she remembers from playing the game. Still, when he asks her name, she gives it. Hearing him say her name so cheerfully reminds her of all the nights she fell asleep listening to him talking so sweetly to "her," and her heartbeat quickens a bit. She also picks up the undercurrent of need and desperation when he speaks to her despite all his cheer.

When it gets to the point where Alice expects to pass out like in the demo, the conversation takes an unexpected turn. Just playing the tape didn't seal the deal between them. No, there are actual terms involved. Jack is willing to agree to anything, as long as she agrees to be his best friend forever and save him...

As I've made mention in many of my past headcanons, I think how Jack and MC are bound together was something they both consented to... though some of the things he said may have had implications that the MC didn't pick up on at the time.

Alice, being more savvy about Jack and what he's capable of is a bit more careful about the details... particularly when it comes to how best friends share everything and understand each other even without saying anything. She makes it clear she doesn't want her mind read, and Jack agrees without hesitation. When she agrees and the deal is sealed, she immediately passes out.

Like Sunshine in Hell, Jack falls in love with Alice at first sight once he's freed. How can he not when she willingly agreed to bind her soul to his in order to stay together with him forever and save him from hell?

Really, at this point this AU has some overlap with chapter 2 of Sunshine in Hell... though things do go a bit differently when Alice wakes up.

Alice doesn't remember anything after putting in the tape, of course. In her hazy half-awake state she thinks waking up in the game world for a while was nothing more than a weird dream. She's still dreaming, clearly, because how else would Sunny Day Jack be right in front of her, sweetly bidding her good morning? His smile is even more charming in person, and he's so close that she can feel his warmth. She's had dreams like this before, so why shouldn't she indulge herself?

Needless to say, Jack is both shocked and thrilled when Alice pulls him down for a kiss. He's a bit flustered really that his sunshine would be so bold so quickly, but at the same time it just proves to him what they have is special. It's clear to him that he's not the only one who fell in love at first sight. His sunshine must have fallen for him too!

Although Alice enjoys herself while in this dreamy state, the intensity of the kiss quickly ramps up, getting her pulse racing. She wasn't expecting his tongue against her lips, though she probably should have. Still, she lets him in, and jolts as he invades her mouth, giving her a first kiss beyond anything she might have imagined. She's breathless and flushed by the time the kiss finally ends, dazed for a different reason now.

Alice is fully awake by that point, and conflicting emotions cause her to freeze. She's mortified by what she did, but it felt so good, and the way Jack says her name in a breathless whisper sends a shiver up her spine. She remembers where she is, how she decided to find the tape and free Jack. She thought that she was prepared for what it would be like to have him here in front of her, possibly loving her with an intensity that should be impossible...

That's what cools the tempting heat Jack stoked in Alice. It isn't possible. Jack doesn't know her. He would have loved anyone who played the tape.

This love isn't real.

Although Jack can't read his sunshine's mind, Alice didn't consider the emotional connection between them, and he can feel her warmth towards him cool. Immediately he worries that he did something wrong, came on too strong too quickly. "What's wrong?"

Alice can't look at Jack as she gently pushes him away with one hand and covers her mouth with the other. "I didn't mean... I wasn't awake... Sorry, I shouldn't have..." Her explanations and apologies come out broken as she can barely piece her chaotic thoughts together.

Jack, growing even more concerned by that reaction, tries to be reassuring, telling her it's okay before asking if the kiss felt good. The question just makes her blush even harder. It did good - too good - and that's a problem. She's all jumbled up inside now with conflicting thoughts and emotions. The emotions are almost too much, overloading her, and she can still feel his lips against hers... how hot his tongue was in her mouth.

There's guilt too considering Jack looks like a kicked puppy, and Alice admits that was her first kiss.

Although still concerned by her reaction, Jack can't help but feel butterflies in his chest, and he admits, with a blush, that was his first kiss too.

"Did you enjoy it?" Alice asks, trying to turn his earlier question around on Jack to give herself a moment to think.

Blushing harder, Jack looks at Alice longingly. "Yes...," he says softly. "Alice... sunshine. I'm glad my first kiss was with you."

Alice isn't sure her heart can take such sweet words, especially when Jack is taking her hand in his. She squeaks when he kisses the back of it.

This is what she's wanted in her guilty fantasies, but this is wrong, isn't it? This isn't really love, it's infatuation. Alice knows Jack as a character, but not as a person, and he doesn't know her at all! She needs to focus on home, her family and friends and not this fantasy she's found herself living in.

It's a bit awkward, but Alice manages to put boundaries between them, and Jack accepts it. It's hard for him not to feel hurt, disappointed, and confused, but he assures her that he'll be whatever she wants him to be... He'll be her best friend forever and will never leave her as long as she doesn't want him to go.

Alice doesn't want him to go, and that's the problem. She needs to resist the temptation to just let Jack love her or let her crush blind her to the real person who is in front of her.

After things have settled a bit and Alice feels less like her heart is about to pound its way out of her chest, she starts asking questions - what Jack knows, what he can do... and she can see why the game said his answers could be confusing. Jack really does talk like believes wholeheartedly that he's the character he's portraying. It's kind of neat to learn more lore about the SunnyTime Crew, but it's not helpful for figuring out how she got to this world and how to get home.

Jack learns about Alice being from another world and is quite excited about it, since he did too! This world is so different than from CloudyTown, nowhere near as bright and colorful, but it's still nice in its own way! It seems like a good world to live in, and it's even better because they can stay here together and be best friends forever.

Alice makes it clear though that she wants to go back home. She misses her family and friends and she doesn't know anyone here.

Jack gently corrects her that she knows him. He's here because she wished for a best friend to be with her forever. Alice is kind of surprised by the statement that she wished for it... though it is true that she wanted Jack here.

Although Jack is sorry that he can't help her get back home, Alice does admit that she's glad he's here.

Things have gotten complicated, but at least Alice won't be alone. Sure, Jack is dangerous with his yandere desires aimed at her, and so tempting with his unconditional love... but if he wasn't there she'd have no one... and he'd still be trapped in hell.

No one but the MC could let Jack out. If Alice really was given the role of the MC... if she didn't free him, then he would've been trapped for possibly eternity. The very thought makes her shiver and feel terrible for him.

Thus, Alice is left living life in this new world with Jack, trying to figure out a way to get back home to her family.

The Question of Reincarnation

There's further complications to the situation, however. Perhaps playing the tape did something... perhaps it was part of Alice waking up in this place to start with... but she gets flashes of memories that don't belong to her, hints of emotions not her own.

Another Alice, another life... It's not much, but the flashes creep in when she doesn't expect it, especially when she looks through the phone at the old pictures.

Who was the person who looked just like her in these photos who was in love with Ian and friends with Shaun? The last name is different... she hasn't seen signs of a family. There was a person who lived a life here until she replaced them.

What happened to the MC who lived through the game's backstory? Who was this person Alice replaced?

Then there's how certain events seem a little off from what she remembers from the demo. Maybe she's mixing it up with fanon? Why does she remember having a sleepover with Shaun? That was too vivid to be just a dream. Why does she remember an event from a childhood she shared with Ian that never happened to her?

Jack does his best to support Alice. He's always there by her side, helping her get through the day, including dealing with working at the yogurt place when she doesn't actually know what she's supposed to do at the start. It's even more cringy to actually say the Yogurtopia slogan out loud as it was to read it, especially when wearing such an embarrassing uniform.

Unfortunately, Alice needs the money. She has no choice but to try and live in this place until she can get back home.

There were some memories that bubble up from her life back home though... of being in a hospital with her family around her... Things were serious... there was pain and such sad eyes looking at her... When did that happen?

There's so many unanswered questions. Alice needs to find out how she got there and how to get home. She's also wondering what the deal is with Jack the incident of '84. Maybe there's a way to free him from the tape and allow him to be his own person independent of her.

Although Alice tries to keep her distance, she can't help but really get along with Jack. He's just so sweet, friendly, and funny. His encouragement hits even harder when he's actually there, saying these things to her directly. They're getting to know each other and his interest in her and what she likes seems so genuine... it's hard sometimes to remember that he would've loved anything about her no matter who she was...

It's an overall complicated situation between them. Jack loves Alice, and he can feel that she loves him too. He doesn't quite understand why she keeps trying to put him at a distance even while at the same time clinging to him with such strong feelings towards him. It's troubling, but one thing she makes clear early on is her promise that she won't let him go back to the tape... as long as no one gets hurt, she'll do whatever she can to make sure he never has to go back to hell.

Jack will certainly hold Alice to that promise, just as he'll hold himself to the promise that he'll be her best friend forever.

As time passes, Alice finds it harder and harder to resist her feelings, especially in the face of so much love when it's clear that Jack has a genuine interest in her. She tries her best, but her crush on him eventually turns into love despite herself. Jack certainly didn't help matters by doing everything he could to encourage her to fall in love with him.

And Alice needs Jack. She needs his support, especially as more memories come back that hint that maybe, just maybe, the MC wasn't just someone who simply looked like her and shared her name... and maybe something happened in her old word that would make returning home impossible.

Jack will be there for Alice too when she learns the truth of her reincarnation into this new world... and the family she lost when she died in a world that predicted the next life she would live.

Just like Alice will be there to help Jack accept his past life as Joseph and the delusions he crafted for himself to cope with the loss of everything he held dear...

In the end, after a lot of drama and emotional turmoil that questions love and identity, there will be a happy ending for my OTP in this AU, but only after a lot of harsh truths and trauma about past lives... and how people can rewrite their own reality inside their own minds just because they don't want to deal with a painful reality.

Once Alice and Jack accept who they were before and who they are now will they be able to truly love each other and be happy.

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[you-remind-me-of-the-babe]

I have been having ✨A Time✨ recently, both writing and personally, so my sharing today is a 🔥Hot Mess🔥 (much like my brain rn). Feel free to skip if you have no patience for my rambling.

But first, thank you for the tags today @fatalfangirl @j-nipper-95 and Wednesday @palimpsessed @artsyunderstudy @forabeatofadrum @ivelovedhimthroughworse @chen-chen-chen-again-chen

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On to said rambling. Really, truly. Last chance to back out from delving into Writerly Indecision Hour. You have been warned. Below the cut for length:

Ok! I have mostly been trying to get chapter 6 of Depth of Reason up and running. I know what I want the bulk of the chapter to be about, but I have been having trouble writing the start and getting them to that point. I have two separate documents going, one with 1k, the other with 2k, and both of them feel like they aren’t quite how I want to start. Why don’t I just jump into the parts I want to write and go back to do the start later, you might ask? Well, for better or worse, I usually have to write in a linear fashion and writing scenes out of order rarely work for me.

So! My plan was to start with Simon and Baz out to lunch with Penny, getting some legal advice on how best to take on the Coven. My first attempt had a some Simon/Penny banter as they walked to the restaurant, as I wanted to toggle back to their relationship, and checking in on Penny’s pregnancy. Here’s a bit:

“Are you feeling okay?”

She sighs. “Yes, just a side ache. My body has become far less efficient these days. I hate it.”

“You’re growing a human from scratch. I’d say your body has become far more efficient than it’s ever going to be in your life.”

She shakes her head.

“I don’t know how my mother did this five times. I’m barely halfway through this pregnancy and I’m already tired of getting winded going up a flight of stairs and getting heartburn any time I eat something spicy.”

“Maybe your mum just really had it bad for your dad.” I waggle my eyebrows at her.

Penny groans and laughs at that. “Please stop, you’re making it worse.”

Not bad, but I got stuck a little further down once they got to the restaurant with Baz. Basically, I wanted some tension with Penny not fully on board with how Simon has been handling things and taking it out on Baz. But then I got stuck on how I wanted said tension to go. So then I started another document getting straight into the legal advice. Here is a bit of that:

“That fact of the matter is, Baz broke the law simply by existing as an unregistered vampire,” Penny continues. “According to the Dark Creature Management Code of 2018, any individuals who did not voluntarily come forward and self register within 90 days of either their birth or their turning, depending on the type of creature, was in violation of said code and would be subject to the legal ramifications set forth under—”

“Penny,” I stop her. “We already know all of that. You don’t have to read us the whole law.”

Sigh. This bit gets tricky, too. Basically, I need to lay out what their plan of attack is and how they are going to take on The System. I need to strike a balance between giving the reader enough legal background without it being a snooze fest. (Cue Simon trying to speed her through the legalese to get to the crux of what they need to do.) I started this bit with having Penny compare the World of Mages’ judicial system to the UK at large, assuming it was much like what we have in the US. Upon further research…it is not. And my ability to understand and parse out this differences is limited. Therefore, I am going to have to take out some of these explanations and just lean heavily on my made up WOM system for this fic. Which led to this (slightly aggressive) note to myself in the middle of a scene:

DO I SHORTEN THIS WHOLE THING AS MORE OF A FLASHBACK AND GET US THROUGH THE ADVICE AND THROUGH PENNY DOING SOME SORT OF DONT FUCK THINGS UP FOR SIMON THING TO BAZ SO THAT WE CAN MOVE THE STORY TO THEM GOING TO WATFORD FOR CHARACTER WITNESSES?????

the Watford scene is what I wanted this chapter to really be about. The other stuff is just the lead in to get there. But some of it really is important.

This writing struggle is compounded by the fact that I broke my toe this week, had my car brake down, and I’m in the middle of report card and parent conference season at school. Plus dealing with all of my other obligations with family and such while limping slowly about. Anyways! If you read this far I love you and appreciate your interest in my struggle. 😅 I genuinely enjoy reading posts like this about other writer’s processes and road blocks, because it makes me feel like I’m in good company when the words don’t just flow with ease. If it feels like the muses have temporarily abandoned you, believe me, I get it! Here’s to hoping they bless us again soon. 💛

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[lost-between-letters]

Spell Work And Angels

Pairing: Castiel X Witch!Reader (he/him)

Requested by: @mother-dragon-and-her-hatchlings

Written for: my 300 follower celebration (open)

Warnings: talk of dimension jumping, magic

Word Count: 872

Summary: a powerful spell left Y/N exhausted - especially when pulled back out of it without warning. Cas was right there with him

A/N: look, if I get the opportunity to write happy cuddling, I won't pass it up. Also this one is part of Wings Wednesday (let's give the angels the love they deserve!)

Y/N had been working on the hex for most of the day. It was a tricky relocation spell, specifically constructed to retrieve a long lost book on Lucifer. The problem wasn't the book, no, his life was never that easy. Finding it had been a matter of minutes.

No, what the majority of his power was being needed for, was the moving part. Usually, Y/N could use his standard spell with which he reached through the tissue of the world and pulled. But Lucifer wasn't a complete moron; he had guarded the spicy information with just about every warding Y/N knew and a few that he didn't.

With all of his attention pulled taut on the string that was jumping dimensions, Y/N didn't notice the disturbance inside his own wardings until it was too late.

On the outside, he was uncomfortably vulnerable in his current position - his soul was drifting while his body was sitting on his couch, sweat pants clad legs crossed on the cushions with no way of protecting himself whatsoever. But his wardings were powerful enough to expel any being that wanted to cause him harm.

So when a hand on his knee pulled him back into his flat (Y/N's head felt like a yoyo snapping back into the cruel hand of the child playing with his mind), he allowed himself to merely gasp as he opened his eyes and not pull a knife on the person.

He came face to face with Castiel's deep blue eyes. His eyebrows were furrowed in concern as the angel watched his partner startle back into their reality. "Did I interrupt something critical?"

"It's all good," Y/N assured and gestured for Cas to get up from his knees and on the sofa next to him, "just a little abrupt the jump from Nigeria to over here."

"I apologize," Cas said sincerely; his eyes followed Y/N's hands while they were moving between them restlessly, "is there something I can do to ease the whiplash?"

His brain felt like coughed up jello and all of his bones were vibrating distantly so the offer sounded heaven sent. Which - if he took it literally - it was. Y/N decided that he could indulge himself a little bit. He was doing a significant part for the good side so why not reap a few of the advantages?

"Some comfort would be nice."

The words had not yet completely been spoken when Cas was already readjusting them gently, his arms wrapped around Y/N's middle to pull him closer. For once, he let it happen without trying to give something back, he simply let Cas offer him the safety of his body and dropped his head on the angel's shoulder. A moment later, Y/N was all but buried in the hug, one knee pulled up over Castiel's thighs.

He could feel Cas taking a deliberate breath before the words physically vibrated through him. "What were you working on this time?"

"Finding Lucifer's handbook and getting it back," he didn't raise his head to talk so his voice was muffled by the trenchcoat in his mouth, "damn thing is buried in enochian spell work I can't get through. I didn't even know that you guys used witch magic back then."

"It was and is really rare among the angels," Cas amended and pushed one hand under his shirt to draw slow circled on his exposed back, "but all the more powerful if combined with grace. We can have a look at it together later?"

"That would be perfect."

Castiel nodded silently and returned his attention to the cramping muscles under his fingers. With a few simple touches he pushed the tension out of them and only left a trace of a warmth Y/N could only compare to an evening fallen asleep next to the fireplace. Probably a trace of grace.

While they were lying there, enjoying the company of the other, Y/N's mind was drifting again. Back to all the times Cas was right there for him, be it a spell that drained him completely like now or a subtle touch whenever the Winchesters got too much and Y/N felt like hiding some of the nastier hex bags in the Impala. Always at his side, always with a half smile that would transform into a full blown grin whenever Y/N returned his affections.

He tipped his head to the side and pressed kisses to Castiel's jaw until he tilted his head to look down at Y/N in question.

"You're the best thing to ever happen to me, you know that?" Y/N said and kissed the side of his chin.

With his lips still lingering, he could feel the smile curling Cas' mouth upwards. "And you are to me."

"It's good that I love you then," Y/N joked and shuffled up into a sitting position.

Not that he was giving up any of the physical contact though. He simply pulled Castiel with him until he was the one leaning onto Y/N. Angels weren't plagued with back pain so Y/N decided to use that fact in favour of his own and stretched until his joints cracked.

Castiel chuckled and raised his chin. "Now that we established that, may I kiss you?"

"Please do."

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[official-zerg-fangirl]

How about an Au where kerrigan doesn't get kidnapped in new gettysburg by the Zerg but somehow gets a connection with the overmind and is human up until the end of Broodwar.

(thanks so much for playing along with my silliness)

ALRIGHT SO FIRST OFF-

There's two fucking directions we can go with this: what would Blizzard write, and what would I write. this is actually a dichotomy I find myself looking at sometimes, usually when it comes to the reasoning behind certain character choices. (for example: Blizzard's explanation for Izsha is probs something like "the campaign would be boring if Kerrigan had no one to talk to", but *my* explanation is a deranged rant about Kerrigan's lingering humanity)

SO let's go over both possibilities. fuck it. It's 11pm and I'm finally ready to explore the spicy idea you've presented to me.

Blizzard Version

Blizzard has a comic booky attitude when it comes to writing, I've noticed. Not always, but enough times to be notable. which is to say, I don't think they're gonna get bogged down with details like "what the fuck does she eat on an abandoned space platform" and will be more focused in making her look like a badass for surviving the full might of the Swarm.

first: how does she connect to the Overmind? such a feat of tapping into an alien hivemind is in and of itself a moment of badassery, and Blizzard will probably want this Overmind connection to be the very thing that saves her. which makes this tricky, bcs, as I pointed out, you'd think it'd telegraph her presence to the zerg.

you'd think.

but what if it didn't.

what if she had figured out a way to slip her mind in, used her telepathy to 'listen in' on the psionic communications of the Swarm, and then, could covertly send untraceable thoughts along the same frequency. and she initially uses this to misdirect the zerg, give false orders.

then she begins outright commanding them in this way.

then the cerebrates notice. and call out to her.

this would be the new Zerg campaign tutorial. instead of escorting the chrysalis, you're discovering and unraveling the hidden rogue element that seems capable of communicating with you directly. and bcs Blizzard did this in real life, I think they'd want to conceal Kerrigan's identity as this mysterious rogue element up until like mission 4, wherein she unveils her true identity to... Raynor. who's been dreaming about her. because just like in canon, she called out to him.

but before she leaves Char (don't ask how she got onto Char), the Overmind intercepts her with... an offer. idk lets say blizz planned the Amon shit from the beginning (It could go either way tbh like maybe they had this all planned out from the start maybe they didnt maybe something in between - whatever!), so okay the Overmind is looking for a free agent that can break the Zerg free of their master's control. this rogue element is a pain in the ass, but she's also an opportunity.

by this point, Kerrigan's learned a lot about the zerg. A lot of shit she's been keeping to herself (but you the player know she's learned this stuff - in the mission briefings, she's had extensive dialogues whenever she anonymously interjected herself into the communications. angry interjections. she'd been listening, and she's furious). But she knows they're not simply a mindless swarm. she knows the humans are ultimately just a step in a grand process. these aliens are actually hunting down the Protoss. they just need something to crack Aiur.

... and that's what the Overmind offers to her. The Zerg will leave these Terrans alone - no, they will aid her friend and wage war on the Dominion. So long as she helps them reach Aiur.

[Raynor voice] "alright Sarah, so we've gotta... Sarah? Sarah, where'd you go?"

and anyways the rest of the campaign has a human ghost making a deal with the devil more directly in order to fulfill her desperate need for revenge. in Brood War, she's commanding the zerg in basically the same way she does in the first half of HotS, but with the added bonus of every time people interact with her, she looks and sounds ever so slightly less human, as the zerg infection slowly seeps in...

...

... Aight, so what would I do?

My Version

let's make something clear: Kerrigan surviving New Gettysburg definitely does not mean she's out of the fucking woods. let us fucking remember she's "killed" because her evac is G O N E. She's on a fucking space platform being overrun by bugs attracted to the scent of her goddamn psionics she is so deeply and unequivocably screwed. if she manages to establish a psionic connection to the overmind? oh that's just worse: she's telegraphing her presence directly to the hive mind! She can't hide, she can't run, and she sure as fuck can't fight.

don't worry, I have a secret weapon: it's an absolutely deranged concept that I originally wrote for that fanfic I mention way too often on this blog. in fact I think I've mentioned this exact concept a few times.

you know, the one where I have decided that the Zerg can't infect a ghost nonconsensually?

"m'am what the fuck" hear me the fuck out: there was a short story. Now it's been a while since the wiki dive where I read the synopsis of that story, but if I recall correctly, the main character was a psionic human, who Kerrigan had tried to infect, and there was like some parallels drawing they did, and then like, it failed or some shit, like instead of being the super smart and fully psionic infected human like Kerrigan is, our tragic hero instead just became a zombie like every other infected terran. ... I think that's how it went? and the story didn't fully elaborate on why, but listen to me. listen.

y'all do realize the zerg hive mind operates on psionics right? that's why psionic disruptors fuck with them so hard. by the way, this is also why "de-zerged" Kerrigan is capable of commanding the zerg - it's not actually a unique biological feature, it's a specific psychic frequency that other species just haven't figured out how to access (and if they have, they're not recognized as sufficient authority to be making commands).

but like okay. it's psionics.

and in HotS, we see that zerg do in fact have a sort of individuality and are not in fact under constant direct mind control. it's just that the vast majority of zerg units have animal-level intellects and have the instinct to respect and defer to beings that communicate to them with sufficient psionic power... or maybe just the right psionic "passcode".

so... maybe that's why assimilating a psionic is so problematic. a psionic has better standing to resist assimilation. think of it like this: zerg react to projected power. to the zerg, and to any normal assimilated human, the commands of something like the overmind are speaking like. super fucking loud. like big booming voice.

but let's say you're a psionic. and you're pretty accustomed to that type of booming voice, because you can make it yourself. are you going to bow to this king when you're as strong as he is? I didn't think so.

so let's say this is true. the overmind cannot assimilate kerrigan until she agrees to it. at the same time, the overmind is like "alright but we sure as fuck shouldn't kill her bcs she's a really strong psionic (this is canon btw - kerrigan's an absurdly strong psionic. again, Blizzard is kinda comic booky sometimes), and I kinda want strong psionics, like when would i get this opportunity again? hrm... I'll just let her hang around this platform until she realizes joining us is a good idea."

so the overmind reaches out, tells her to surrender and join the zerg. Kerrigan, spooked out of her mind that something impossibly ancient is talking inside her head, says fuck no and shoots holes into a few more hydralisks. overmind's like. "okay. I can be patient. good luck."

and thus begins this intensely awkward prolonged period, where kerrigan tries her best to get off of here, while intimately aware of the fact that she's only alive because she's been *spared*. all the while, she's paying attention to the voice inside her head... and then she unlocks the 'frequency' of zerg communications.

then she figures out how to take advantage of it.

now we get into a scenario pretty similar to blizzard's version, wherein Kerrigan becomes this "rogue element" that the Overmind is tolerating, and who is still the key to them reaching Aiur, but this time her relationship to the Overmind is much more antagonistic. She's trying to take advantage of her connection to the zerg, not work with them. and the Overmind lets her "commandeer" even an entire brood (Zasz died and she said "oh cool can i have it"), because what Kerrigan doesn't realize is that the Overmind actually totally wants her to get used to commanding the Zerg.

after all, this is the destiny it laid out for her. She will become a fine queen, once she truly accepts her future...

by the point of Brood War, she's opened up to Raynor about her awkward relationship with the Zerg, and both of them are understandably worried. However, it seems like her power over them is useful, and nothing bad's happening... yet.

and then a diplomatic fiasco at Shakuras. that one protoss didn't trust her wisdom, and she lashed out.

her anger seems to grow as she brings the scattered zerg under her thrall. she realizes her body is changing... frankly, she's let the zerg infect her, bit by bit. she has nothing to fear from it, after all. The Overmind made it clear that, as a ghost, her will could not be subjugated, and now that the Overmind is dead, there's nothing for her will to be subjugated to, anyways... so why not use the zerg to improve her capabilities?

Raaynor has objections to this. and then he has objections when she betrays her former allies. he wonders when his friend turned into a monster... not realizing, of course,

nothing's changed in her at all.

she's just come to truly understand the unconditional loyalty of the Zerg. the respect they give her as their queen. the power they offer. the ability to exact vengeance on those who wronged her (and oh so many have wronged her).

Humanity's never really fit her, anyways.

#kerrigan #sarah kerrigan #starcraft #DERANGED THOUGHTS BELOW #this is horribly first draft and i bet if i made an actual fic about this i would be making several revisions but HERE #i liked this concept i liked it a lot thanks for giving it to me

[beck-a-leck]

If i post this at 2:30AM then nobody will see it and I can just pretend it doesn't exist until people wake up and I'm in bed lmao

Anyways, I finished up a long in progress WIP last night and I did want to share it before I lost my nerve, because I've never shared anything Explicitly Spicy before.

Have a little AU of the Empress Frey AU, because I had an idea and while I didn't want it to be canon, it was too delicious to not write.

Adored - by TheBeckster; Complete, 1/1, 6k

Rating: Explicit; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Rune Factory 4 Relationship: Frey/Vishnal; Characters: Frey, Vishnal Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings, Empress Frey AU, Vishnal has an authority kink, Frey kinda likes bossing him around, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Sex, One Night Stands, Foreplay, Tenderness, Undressing, Not actually canon to Our Dear Empress. Just in the same AU, Dom/sub Undertones, how do you tag porn? halp! i've never shared anything spicy before. i hope it's not hot garbage Summary: “We’ve gotta make the most of our one night together. When it’s over and done, we’ll both be so alone.” It's Frey's last night in Selphia before she leaves forever to become Empress of the Sechs Empire, and she desperately does not want to be alone. Vishnal brings his princess one last cup of tea, a butler doing his duties. They can't bear to speak the half-lies and premature truths their hearts so desperately call out.

Preview:

A sudden urge gripped Frey; a flood of regrets, so many things left unsaid, things she never gathered the courage to confess. "Vishnal, I never told –" "Hush, you don't have to say anything." He squeezed her hands. "Yes, I do. I'll regret it forever if I leave without saying it." "And if you leave having said it, Frey, will that make things any better?" No. It very well might make things worse, make leaving harder, but Frey had to say it. She had to say something. She had so many chances to bring it up. His solemn eyes met hers, pleading and understanding. “I always thought there would be more time… Vishnal, we could have been…” “I know.” Frey moved without thinking. She leaned forward, closing the gap between her and Vishnal, pressing her lips against his. He was stunned for a moment before he responded. His hand came up and cupped her cheek, his thumb brushed over her tear-streaked cheek. Then he froze, pulled away. “We can’t.” He whispered hoarsely. “N-not like this. It’s not appropriate. It was tricky enough when you were just my-our princess.” Frey leaned back, created more space. “I’m not your princess anymore. You are not my butler.” “You’re an Empress now. I am just a servant.”

#rune factory #rune factory 4 #rf4 #becky writes things #rf4 vishnal #rf4 frey #frey/vishnal #empress frey au

[head-empty-river]

i may have to be the first (on ao3) to write a disco elysium/baldur's gate 3 crossover fic. bc i need that in my life. harry is durge, obviously. and kim? maybe just tav, maybe laezel? they have very similar vibes. if we're putting more disco characters in bg3 roles it gets tricky. jean gives me shadowheart vibes. judit reminds me of wyll. trant is most similar to gale. the parallels between ruby and karlach are pretty clear. klaasje also gives shadowheart vibes, though maybe minthara could work. garte is volo 100%. cuno is arabella. halsin reminds me most of trant actually. maybe neha would be gale. i think messier, kortenaer, and evrart are the big 3. messier would be ketheric, kortenaer would be , and evrart would be gortash. beaufort would be isobel maybe. easy leo would be (yes, time to cry). hm. maybe halsin could be titus tho. or minsc? idk, most of the other characters don't parallel as cleanly as i'd hope. maybe it'll just be harry and kim. that's definitely easier, bc then the main story structure stays the same while the only different variable is kim remembering martinaise and harry being durge. i think in terms of classes for the two it could go a few ways. i think harry could either be a spirit bard or a drunk monk, so high charisma, wisdom, and dex. multiclass if we're feeling spicy. kim would be a mastermind rogue if that subclass was a thing in bg3, but arcane trickster could work in a pinch. or a battle master fighter with high int. hm. actually oath of devotion paladin could work. they'd both definitely have mastery in investigation, and harry would have at least proficiency in insight and perception, also persuasion. kim would have nothing in perception, proficiency in insight and deception tho. his dump stat would be str while harry's would be int. like if we're going point buy, harry would probably be str 12, dex 16 (+2 from class), con 14, wis 16 (+1 from class), int 8, cha 14. if bard switch dex with cha. kim would be str 9, dex 17 (+2 from class), con 10, wis 14, int 16 (+1 from class), cha 12. this is all off the cuff and idk if the numbers even add up right. pls don't get mad at me, this is just a thought experiment. but, please share your thoughts on this idea tho! just like, be nice

#disco elysium #disco elysium spoilers #bg3 spoilers #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 spoilers #harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #bg3 durge #bg3 crossover #disco elysium crossover #crossover #crack crossover #tbh #my adhd meds just kicked in so i formally apologize for this mess

[kleo1504]

[18+ Story] The Mistress and the Beast (002)

Disclaimer:

18+ Story

May include sexual themes

Female-Dom

Minors do not interact

The story includes AI generated pics

It’s a complete fiction

This is an original story by me, please do not copy

Just for you to know, I cursed this story while writing it, if you do copy my work, karma and curse will get you 😜

And for AI - feel free to learn from and use my story, I know I can’t fight technological progress 😂

Previously...

The Mistress and the Beast

(Part 002)

Tessa spends the weekend the way she’s used to. She doesn’t even think about texting Nathan. If he wants to follow the dominant path as he did so far, he’s not interesting for her. And if he’s ready to explore his submissive side, it’s up to him to tell her first, to make that decision. Tessa has plenty to do - she does DIY on the house together with her brother, she devotes some time to training her dogs. They are rescues from a dog shelter, all of them went through hell and back before they got to Tessa. She gave them not only home, love and care, but also clear rules and discipline.

“You put them through a drill like this and they still look at you as if you were their goddess.” Tyler smirks after one of her training sessions as he watches her rewarding the dogs with affectionate rubbing.

“I am their goddess.” Tessa smirks. “Dogs are pack animals. They need a leader, someone to follow. Not only for the rules and drill but also for the care, love and safety. With me, they know what they are asked to do, they aren’t confused about my commands. And when they do well, they are rewarded. They’re having the time of their lives being taken care of and safe. Wouldn’t you fall for it?” Tessa asks cheekily.

“Haven’t I already? Look at us? I’m your younger brother, alright, but I’m still nearly 30. I live in this house we inherited with you and your dogs and I obey you most of the time exactly the same as the beasts do. Not that I would complain.” Tyler chuckles.

Tessa reaches to his hair and ruffles it playfully. “Good boy! It’s nearly dinner time.”

Tyler nods and without the need of being directly ordered he heads to the kitchen to cook for both of them.

Tessa arrives at her office in the FinCorp Bank on Monday only to open an email announcing the appointment of a new CFO for the branch. Tessa blinks slowly but the name and photo don’t change a bit. It’s Nathan Adams, her Friday night date. Tessa is the head of the People & Culture department (modern term for merged HR and PR departments) and Nathan is technically not her boss but he certainly is higher on the corporate ladder now. Tessa smiles cheekily for herself. It would be really spicy if he agreed to submit to her now. She never actually dommed any of her coworkers, not to mention someone professionally superior to her. On the other hand, this could be a potentially tricky situation and maybe it’s better Nathan hasn't texted ever since she left him in that hotel restaurant. Tessa starts her work day as usual, never thinking of him again.

Around noon, Tessa is leading an online conference call with other heads of People & Culture departments in other countries. She’s sitting alone in a glass walled conference room, face-timing her colleagues. She laughs at the last remark of Swiss colleague and ends the call wishing everyone a good rest of the day. Tessa switches the cam and mic off and closes her laptop. As she is getting ready to leave the conference room, Nathan walks in. He closes the door and shuts the blinds.

“I was waiting for you to be finished.” He mentions while he’s covering the glass walls with blinds.

“How considerate of you.” Tessa mentions. She has a feeling this will take a while so she sits back in the chair and waits for Nathan to do the same.

He decides to tower over her instead and Tessa has to bite her lips to stop herself from bursting into laughter. “The way you left last time…” He makes a pause and his eyes wander off her face and down Tessa’s neck. She’s a professional but from that angle, Nathan certainly has a good view at her cleavage.

“Do you want to talk about work?” Tessa asks calmly and takes a deep breath making her well equipped chest rise.

“Of course not!” Nathan says growling.

“Have you changed your mind about my proposition?”

“You mean me submitting to you? Look… That’s… This is ridiculous. Why can’t we just take it lightly and see how it develops naturally?”

Tessa reaches up, clearing non-existent crumb from his tie. “I’m sorry, Mr. Adams. I don’t negotiate here. It’s take it or leave it deal. Either you obey me or we have nothing to discuss. Now if you excuse me…”

“NO!” Nathan shouts but he quickly closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and calms down again. “Wait a minute, Tessa. Please. Look… This is not easy for me… I have never… been in such a situation before.”

“You have never given up your control? Never ever?” Tessa asks with a soft low voice.

“No, never. I always control the situation, people, myself… Everything. Your offer is… I’m just not sure I can do this.”

“You don’t have to. We can part as friends.”

“Yeah, I told myself the same thing like a million times during the weekend but it’s just not a consolation at all. I think… I think we could try your way… maybe?”

“Think? Maybe? I’m sorry but I have to insist on you being sure about it.”

Nathan starts striding around the conference room like a tiger in a cage. Tessa can see how much of a dilemma this is for him. He’s battling himself right now. He might be tempted to try but everything he was ever taught speaks against it. He was surely told that man should always be in charge. His entire life was hard work and hustles, chasing his ambitions, growing his ego. Tessa would giggle at his mental struggle but managed to keep her poker face.

Eventually he stops on spot and turns to Tessa, his fiery eyes locking with her calm stare. “As you wish. I’m up for this.”

“Are you sure?” Tessa asks and her voice drops even lower sounding nearly like the purring of a big cat.

Nathan gulps. “Yes, I’m sure. But… Can we take it slowly?”

“Certainly, Nathan. We can take it slowly.” Tessa gives him a taunting smile. She turns on the chair and stretches her leg in front of her. She’s wearing tight black pants, white shirt and black jacket. And most importantly, she’s wearing ankle high laced shoes today. The laces on her shoe she’s showing now are undone. “Tie my shoe.” Tessa commands him.

“What?” He blinks.

“On your knees and tie my shoe. I’m not going to repeat it.” Tessa announces calmly.

Nathan hesitates for a second. He looks around, making sure the blinds are in place. Then he kneels in front of Tessa. She presses the tip of her shoe against his crotch making him hiss. “Fuck, Tessa…!”

“Quiet!” She shuts him and moves her foot a bit to tease him.

Nathan moans and starts tying her laces up. When he’s done, Tessa leans forward to him and softly rubs his cheek. She tilts her head and presses her lips against his. “Stay motionless. I’m in charge here.” Tessa commands him when he tries to kiss her back and deeper. Nathan sighs but steadies. Tessa teases his lips. She grazes her teeth over his bottom lip, sucks it and bites it. Nathan moans but manages to stay still. Tessa drops her other hand lower and rubs his growing and hardening bulge.

As Nathan’s moans become more frequent, Tessa quits it and backs away from him. She stands up, leaving him panting and kneeling on the floor of the conference room. “Don’t contact me. I’ll tell you when and where we will meet again.” Speechless Nathan nods as she’s gathering her laptop and phone from the table. “And I only have this conference room reserved for only the next 2 minutes. You better sort yourself out before someone comes.” She smiles as she opens the door and walks out of the conference room. Tessa is happy with the outcome.

Tessa makes sure not to contact Nathan for the next two days, building his anticipation up.

Tessa: You’re going to address me as Mistress in private from now on. Nathan: Seriously? 🙄 Tessa: If you want to waste the time complaining and arguing with me, be my guest. Nathan: 😣 Tessa: Or you can accept your new position and enjoy it. 😈 Nathan: … Tessa: I’m tired of repeating myself, so one last time: You ARE going to address me as Mistress from now on. Nathan: Yes, Mistress. Tessa: Good boy! 💋 Nathan: 🤭 Nathan: Look, as much as I don’t want to sound disobedient, this is not the right time to play. I’m about to hit the stage in like 10 minutes. Tessa: I know, I have a seat in the front row. 👀 Nathan: Haha! Hoping for a great view? Tessa: Oh, I’m sure I’ll have the best view. 😈 Nathan: Wait… This little box with a note ‘Open discretely’ is from you? Tessa: You should use the restroom real quick and open it there. NOW! Nathan: Is - Is this what I think it is? Tessa: What do you think it is? Nathan: A butt plug, Tessa, is this a butt plug? Tessa: And a lube, yes. Use them. Now. And send me a pic as proof. Nathan: Tessa, the stage Tessa: DO IT NOW! Nathan: Yes, Mistress

There’s like a two minute pause in texts and then she sees a photo of Nathan’s bum with a pretty diamond peeking from between his butt cheeks.

Nathan: I have to hit the stage, can I pull it out now? Tessa: No, keep it there. Nathan: TESSA! Tessa: Mistress. Keep it there and I’ll come retrieve it myself later. Nathan: You can’t be serious! Tessa: KEEP it there, Nathan. Nathan: Yes, Mistress… Tessa: Oh! And Nathan? Tessa: Same as you, this butt plug is turned on and under my control. 😏 😈 Nathan: TESSA!!! NO! NO! Nathan: TESSA!? Nathan: Mistress! Please! Allow me to pull it out! Nathan: PLEASE! Nathan: FUCK!

With the last message the announcer calls Nathan Adams, the new CFO, to the stage. This is his bombastic way of introducing himself to all the employees and pitching his vision for the future of the bank. He’s here to give a speech, do an interactive presentation and answer questions from the audience. And Tessa makes sure he gets sweaty and radically turned on by the end of this showcase of the biggest beast in the biz.

Nathan stands behind the speaker’s table and thanks his lucky star this piece of furniture is here. He immediately sees the head of the People & Culture department, Tessa Morrel, his Mistress and probably a divine punishment sent onto his head for all his previous sins, dressed all neatly and strikingly professional. She’s sitting all well composed on her chair, her eyes looking at him and sparkling. The mere sight like this is enough to turn him on. Tessa elegantly swipes her phone screen, quickly checks it and touches a specific part of the screen. Nathan twitches as the butt plug starts to vibrate. His breath becomes heavier and he has to blink quickly and gulp several times before he’s able to start with his speech. For any oblivious member of the audience, he simply looks like being nervous from the crowd.

By the end of the session, Nathan is barely holding himself together. The butt plug has gone through several types and intensities of vibrations and drove him into numerous slips of tongue. Luckily the audience considered it amusing. Nathan on the other hand had to keep his clipboard with notes covering his growing erection whenever he dared to step out of the safety hideout of the speechtable.

Tessa: Go to the restrooms for disabled and breastfeeding mothers.

Nathan reads the message, excuses himself and quickly paces where he was instructed. As soon as he walks inside, Tessa closes and locks the door behind him.

“This isn’t right!” Nathan hisses as he’s shoved against the door and pinned to them by her.

“There are no disabled people, nor breastfeeding mothers today, nobody will need this restroom for now.” Tessa explains.

“That’s not what I meant,” Nathan sighs as Tessa swipes on he phone and the butt plug starts pulsating stronger than ever before.

“I know. You wanted to go slow… Should I slow down?” Tessa nibbles on his chin.

“I swear I’ll cry if you stop now.” Nathan whispers, barely able to speak. “Please, Tessa…”

“Hmm?” She tilts head and backs away from him.

“Mistress! I can’t go any longer!” Nathan corrects himself quickly and reaches his hands to her.

Tessa grabs his wrists and pins them to the door above his head. “Keep them there.” She instructs him. “Don’t you dare move your hands.”

“Yes, Mistress!” He moans.

Tessa can see his erection bulging so prominently under his pants now that it’s a miracle the fabric hasn't been torn already. Her fingers and palms rub Nathan’s torso from his shoulders down south. Once she reaches the belt, she unbuckles it and undo his pants. Nathan moans loudly. “Try to keep quiet. People still pass by this door.” Tessa smiles and quickly pulls his pants down, his boxers following. Nathan releases a quiet sigh of relief as his fully ready and hard member is finally free from the confines of the clothes. “My my! Someone’s hiding a tree trunk under his pants.” Tessa giggles and she lightly brushes over his full length with her fingers.

“Ahhh… Mistress! Please…” Nathan whimpers and the arms he’s still holding up are trembling.

“You have followed my orders. You deserve a reward.” Tessa whispers in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe.

“Yes, Mistress! YES! Please!”

Tessa instructs him to sit on a counter where mothers usually change their babies’s diapers. Nathan does as instructed. He grabs the edge of the counter hard. “Remember not to move your hands.” Tessa reminds him. His erection is now nearly in front of her face. She only needs to bend a bit to lick the tip.

“Oh Mistress, I’m already so close…!” Nathan moans loudly.

Tessa opens her mouth as much as possible and takes him inside, her tongue lapping sloppily, covering his shaft with saliva. She can’t exactly take all of him but still she manages to suck him hard and quick, leading Nathan towards one of the most intense orgasms in his life. He shoots his essence with a throaty scream and Tessa swallows it all, milking him dry.

She backs away a bit. “On your feet.” She instructs him. Nathan is still trembling and his legs aren’t strong as usual but he obeys. Tessa pulls his face to hers and kisses him deeply and sensually. “You taste delicious, don’t you think?” She smiles at him.

“Yes, mistress.” Nathan sighs all breathless. “This was…”

“Turn around and bend.” Tessa interrupts him as she’s putting red lipstick on, gazing into the mirror over the sink. Nathan turns around and bends, his elbows on the diaper changing counter. Tessa strokes his butt gently, grabs the butt plug and pulls it out slowly, eliciting another moan from Nathan. Then she bends and kisses one of his butt cheeks, leaving a bright red kiss mark behind.

“Keep it. We might need it some other time.” Tessa gives Nathan the butt plug and heads to the door.

“Wait!” Nathan calls. “I just want to say… I mean… what you did… This…”

“I know what you want to say.” Tessa smiles kindly at him. She had her doubts about him at first but he’s improving pretty fast. “And you are welcome!” She grins at him cheekily.

Nathan cuts the distance between them and pulls her in for one more passionate kiss. “I wait for your next instructions, mistress.”

“It won’t take long this time.” Tessa picks his pants and boxers from the floor and hands them to him. “You should make yourself decent now.” She pecks his cheek, unlocks and sneaks out of the restrooms.

To be continued...

#original story #original character #oc story #smut story #smut #fiction #female dominance #fem dom

[alexandraisyes]

🤯😈🤡🍆🍦💖

Thanks for the ask! Turbo's answers under the cut! Here's where you can find the emojis for the ask game!

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

Probably romance. I'm not a very romantic person but that's to be expected considering my, uh, psychological standing (sweats in ASPD). I've been told that the romantic and soft and family shit I write is really nice and feels real, but I'm just making shit up man, haha. I do a lot of self-projecting when I write sweet shit because I wanna give my characters what I can't have. ❤️Thankfully Turbo is here to make me brainrot and think about all of the sweet shit. Otherwise, the fics would be a lot darker than they already are.

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

Like kill Sun's cats? OH YOU SAID PLAYFULLY-

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Any time Killcode acts like a feral cat I get a good laugh. He's just an oversized cat who acts like one too his lovers as well. Including play fighting them (much to Flare's dismay as he gets pulled away from tasks).

🍆 Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what's your most popular nsfw fic?

I do haha. My most popular nsfw fic is The Deal because that's the only one uploaded so far. TMiB is just the sequel to The Deal so it doesn't count.

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

Oooh that's tricky. I would say The Deal except that's got uh. . . death. lol. Probably Erros in Resentment just because it's me projecting on Eclipse like all fuck and he gets the happy ending that I think he deserves. Without more suffering. It's kind of my love letter to my disorder (ASPD) since Eclipse and Ruin both have it. There's something beautiful in the absolute devotion a sociopath can have to someone, the unwavering loyalty, and that's often taken for granted because we don't love in the traditional sense of the word. It's meant to show that people with ASPD can still be happy, and change, and grow and improve and live meaningful lives without causing harm to people around them. Not even just ASPD, but all Cluster B disorders. That someone who is aromantic by nature can still find happiness with someone else, even if it's not a romantic companionship, but rather just a sense of belonging. Like I said, it's me self-projecting on Eclipse, and Ruin also having ASPD? That was just the cherry on top for me. I can't promise when it'll get updated, though.

💖 What made you start writing?

I've always been writing! I just normally kept it to myself or roleplays. I've been writing short stories since I knew how to write, though.

Turbo's turn!

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

serious conversations? probably some heavy- really heavy shit i think

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

that one time me and alex hinted at a solar x lunar shit. But it was one sided

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Any scene where bloodmoon swore in the deal. it just hits different because he dosent swear so much in my ehes

🍆 Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what's your most popular nsfw fic?

THE DEAL LMAO

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

A little snippet called "bloodmoon, eclipse, lunar, and burgers" 🥺 (its not found anywhere but on a discord server lel im too shy)

💖 What made you start writing?

DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS NGL AND MY LOVE FOR STORIES

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[korrasamibottles]

You write so good! What are your secrets? Give us some writing advice Ms. bottles

First of all oh my god???? Ummmmmm thank you, this is such a sweet message and I feel like I have zero clue what I'm doing 99.9% of the time, so yeah. Seeing this made me a little insane (in a good way). And maybe I cried! Who's to say.

Second, I want to emphasize that I am in no way an expert and I don't think there's a "correct" way to write--to me, any kind of creative work is primarily about the creator, not the audience, and people should do whatever they want forever. Who Give A Shit what everyone else thinks (she says while giving a massive shit about what everyone else thinks. Shut up. I'm working on it.)

But!! Here are a few things I've found to be helpful:

1. Building a really solid POV for whatever character I'm writing. For me, this means obsessing over not only "would they fucking say that?" but also "under what conditions would they fucking say that?" AND "what would they fucking say if [x] happened?"

The great thing about fanfiction is that you can drop a character into any situation you want and then adjust their behavior accordingly, but this gets tricky when you're dealing with a character who's very self-contained and has a lot going on under the surface (........Asami😑). The great thing about original fiction is that you're the only one who will know if something is "out of character" but then on the other hand, you're starting from scratch.

Whichever one you're doing, I think trying to get a firm grasp on the way a character thinks and feels (what motivates them, what's important to them, how they react when under stress, etc.) is super helpful.

2. Describing the way a particular emotion or sensation feels, rather than naming it outright. I think this helps the story feel more immersive, and can elicit a more visceral reaction from the reader, if that's what you're going for.

I've found this to be especially helpful when writing characters who are terrible at expressing their feelings. Somebody who's emotionally repressed won't come out and say "I feel anxious," but they might keep breaking out into cold sweats. They won't say "I'm attracted to this person," but their face might heat up when they're around that person.

And--this is where it gets really fun--if you want to show that they're extremely repressed and don't even allow themselves to think "I like this person," let alone say it out loud, you can give them a convenient excuse to ignore their physical reaction, or attribute it to something else. Like, maybe they're eating with the person they're attracted to, and the food happens to be spicy. It would be easy for them to keep lying to themselves about why their face is hot.

3. Varying my sentence structure/length and spending a lot of time on thesaurus.com lol. This just keeps things interesting, and also personally I think it's a lot of fun to build all kinds of wild and wacky sentences. A few long ones and well-placed paragraph break can make a short sentence hit like a gut punch.

4. Allowing myself to make it weird. This goes back to what I said at the beginning--I write for myself, because if I don't get the story out, it will eat me alive. So honestly, who cares what other people think. This is really really fucking hard, and it's something I'll probably always struggle with, but it remains true whether we want to accept it or not. As long as you like what you've made, it doesn't matter if anyone else likes it.

I hope this was helpful??? Good luck with whatever you're doing, it's going to turn out great💖 And thank you again for the nice message WAHHHHH

#genuinely i have no idea if this is good advice. i haven't taken any classes because i hate being told what to do lmfao #and i have a compulsive need to do my own thang and figure things out on my own via trial and error. #BASICALLY what i'm saying is don't listen to me if you don't wanna. trust your gut. it's your story. #also. this contains spoilers for a future fic but i'm not saying what it is teeheeeee #asks #anonymous