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whumpacabra · 6 months
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Writing Accessibility PSA
Please avoid using long strings of characters as line breaks in your writing - these are not screen reader/TTS friendly!
Every ‘°’ will be read as ‘degree’ - can you imagine how long it takes to read out a string of 25? Let alone more complicated combinations of characters (eg. imagine listening to TTS read out ~*~ |°| ~*~ multiple times per line break)?
A good rule of thumb is to stick with short, 2-3 character line breaks (eg. I don’t find — or *** too egregious to listen to). Your readers can tell there’s been a scene change whether you use two or twenty em-dashes, but if you use twenty, some of us might have to listen for 30 seconds to read the next scene. If you’re more concerned about aesthetics, you can insert an image of your aesthetically pleasing line break with alt text simply reading ‘line break’ for accessibility.
Don’t feel bad if this is something you’ve never thought about before - now you know better and can make your writing more accessible moving forward!
I would like to invite any other screenreader users to add their own thoughts or preferences to this post. We’re not a monolith and there’s a variety to how different softwares interact with repeating character strings and images with alt text, so there’s bound to be some conflicting opinions on what I’ve suggested above. Let’s try to make the stories we share accessible for everyone :]
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jingsyuans · 1 month
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Only you (and a certain lieutenant) know that Jing Yuan has a tattoo.
The reason you know is because you were the one who gave it to him in the first place. You hadn’t ever planned on giving him one- but somehow, someday, he comes into your shop. You’re used to seeing war veterans come in, but the esteemed general of the Luofu? No, you wouldn’t ever even think to expect that. Especially not paired with his lieutenant that’s smug and giggling beside him.
You can’t help but ask. While he may be a man of high status, he’s in your turf. “Well well well, the Divine Foresight… has lost a bet, I assume?” You look at Jing Yuan- to be honest, you’re a little awed that he’s actually this close, but you don’t want to let that show- and then to his lieutenant, who you know is named Yanqing. You were on the Luofu when the general first put him in the ranks- oh, that was so long ago- and you remembered the controversy about the subject.
Yet Jing Yuan had always had this air to him. He was steadfast in his decision and unwavering even when it came to public opinion, as if he knew something that no one else did.
Perhaps his uncaring attitude toward PR helps with the decision to get a tattoo. Must be a nightmare for the others working for him that are trying to uphold his reputation, but that’s none of your business. Tattoos are your business.
“Ah, how did you know?” Jing Yuan answers your query moments later, a relaxed slant in his shoulders despite the situation. You give him an amused look as you lean on your counter.
“I’ve been doing this a long time. If you were the type to get tattoos, I most likely would have had you as a customer much sooner than this.” That being said, you look to Yanqing. “I’ll bite. What’s the tattoo?”
And Yanqing, the adorable little spirit that he is, shakes his head. Jing Yuan shakes his head as well.
“I’m not supposed to know,” the general says, and you let out a sound of understanding, quirking your brow at the boy.
“Well, let’s hear it. But I don’t know how comfortable I am becoming an enemy of the general, so keep it civil, okay?”
You lean over the counter, and Yanqing comes closer with his hand cupped over his mouth, and he whispers the tattoo idea in your ear. Your eyebrows raise and you hum, looking over at him and the general with a thoughtful click of your tongue.
“Well?” Yanqing looks at you. “Will you do it?”
You smile, all teeth and squinty eyes, crinkled nose, unaware of the twitch in Jing Yuan’s composure. “Where am I inking?” You ask, confirming the deal.
There’s a lot of good ideas and what they present. Maybe on his back, around the shoulder blade area. Getting to see all that muscle and have your hands on him, and at least he can’t see you. You’re a professional, but yeah, he’s hot.
Or it could be a tattoo on his arm. Having to sit face to face with him and his strong arm completely pliant in your hold… his eyes always on you.
“Maybe on his chest. No one will see that, right?” Yanqing proposes when you’re pitching ideas back and forth, only the two of you really able to since Jing Yuan doesn’t know the design. You hum loudly, pretending to think it over before shaking your head.
“Mm… I don’t think I’m gonna do that. What about his shoulder?”
You don’t think you’d be able to handle it. You’re a professional, you remind yourself again, but the idea of tattooing and touching the general’s admittedly pillowy chest isn’t something you think you can handle. Jing Yuan chuffs as you get Yanqing to move on from the idea and you side eye him, wondering if he knows. From the way he smiles, he probably does.
And then there’s the actual tattooing part. How the small talk fluctuates- Jing Yuan is clearly a good conversationalist, but you notice how he keeps the topic on yourself instead of him. To be expected, you suppose; but at some point you tell him as you focus on the line of your pen that you don’t really think it’ll do him any harm to enjoy himself. So, what’s your favorite snack?
Little do you know how charming you are. Perhaps you do know, but not in the ways that catches Jing Yuan’s eye. The way you snort when you laugh. That crinkle in your nose. It was endearing how cute you were in this kind of element with the rap music vibrating off the walls and your ripped up jeans and tattooed arms. It’s all very different than what he’s used to but it’s very apparent that it suits you. All this.
So he gives in. The two of you bounce off one another as he doesn’t seem affected in the slightest about the needle digging in his skin (another non-surprise). He tells you his favorite snack and other harmless things. You’re good company.
And when the tattoo is revealed- ha, it’s almost funny! No, not the tattoo. It’s actually quite tasteful, and it suits him- though he never doubted Yanqing, he acknowledges that he gave the boy the opportunity to do anything and he didn’t break his general’s trust. “You’re quite the artist,” he compliments you, looking at the design in the mirror. He just can’t believe that it’s on him. His skin. And it looks good.
“You look great,” you reaffirm, nodding in self satisfaction as you grin down at him from where he’s seated. “Yanqing did a good job picking it out. You think you’re going to keep it?”
Said-boy had wandered off several hours ago, after he realized how long and slightly boring the process was.
Jing Yuan hums, looking back at the design. “I make good on my promises. It isn’t only a tattoo, but now a fond memory,” he starts to put his clothes back on- reminding you how he’s half naked and you look away to give him some privacy.
“Smooth talker,” you quip, and he laughs.
“Old habit. But my words are true.” Then he tilts his head. “How much do I owe you?”
You nearly hesitate. It was a privilege in and of itself to get this opportunity. But before you can even try to say anything about not getting paid, Jing Yuan is already tutting and shaking his head.
“I will be paying you. You worked hard and your time is valuable. I don’t want to do anything to imply that it’s not worth the money.”
Of course. You relent with an easy going sigh and give him the price. When you recommend he buy some materials to help keep the tattoo clean and healthy, he does so without even blinking, adding up to the amount he owes. It’s strange to take money from his hand, but business is business.
More can happen from here but the end result is that a part of you, your penmanship, is on the general’s body for the rest of his long life. He may even come in to get it touched up a few times when it begins to fade.
You couldn’t be more different, as he is an esteemed general and you’re a grunge tattoo artist, but that’s what makes it interesting.
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spencerslover-blog · 1 month
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★. a saturday with spencer reid
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walpu · 2 months
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A thought, Aventurine thinking that he's the dom in the relationship and then reader pulls out uno reverse, kabedoning him against a wall with their leg
"Get dommed lmfao" - [Y/n]
LMAO okay this is funny
I'm sorry this post is a but shorter than my other ones, I've been super busy for the past few days and didn't have much time to write 😭
Aventurine trying (and failing) to be a dom
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characters - Aventurine
notes - gn!reader, sub!Aven, nsfw-y
I really can't picture Aven as a hard dom but I think that in some scenarios he would feel more comfortable if he considers himself to be the one in control.
Like if you two just started dating and maybe you didn't know each other for a long period of time before that.
Or if you had some sort of rivalry before you became a couple.
He'll try to show you that you're his, constantly reminding you this by... clinging to you and whining if he doesn't get enough of your attention.
And, well, by throwing some flirty and smug remarks here in there. In a way, it's another way to keep his mask on.
He would, however, be able to be a proper dom in the bed. Ordering you around, teasing your body, enjoying your ruined look, knowing that you're his his his. Even if sometimes he wants to be the one ruined by you.
He reeeeeally doesn't want to admit to himself how much he actually wants it.
However. However. The key prase here is "would be able to be a proper dom" 
Is it possible? Yeah. Would this ever happen? No lol. 
The moment he tries to pull something like this he finds himself pressed to a wall with you blocking his way with your leg.
"Don't tell me you thought you were in charge, pretty boy" you say with a chuckle and he goes weak in his knees.
Tries to say something cheeky in return but he was never good at hiding something from you. You can literally see him being a mess.
It would probably be easier fir him if you would use your hand to block his way. He'd tease you and call you bossy, pulling you for a kiss. But with your leg??? It catches him off guard so much that, to his own embarrassment, he can't even find a comeback.
And the way he looks???
Slightly flushed cheeks, irregular breath, him suddenly clinging to you without even realizing it. Absolutely beautiful.
It's still not easy for him to be in a vulnerable position like that but he just can't help, the temptation of feeling  yours yours yours is just too overwhelming.
Would act ten times more bratty after that just to push your buttons and make you put him on his place again.
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heartfullofleeches · 1 year
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Yan: Hey Y/n, you pet sit right?
You: Yeah- do you know someone that needs my help?
Yan: Actually, me and the gang are going out of town next week so if it's not big deal we'd like you to watch them all. Just a couple of big, but friendly pups. I'm sure they'll love you
You: That's no problem, just send me more detail later
Yan: Gotta warn you tho, they're cuddlers
[Next week, you arrive at the location discussed over text and walk inside the unlocked home to a room full of collared werewolves. The door slams shut as a leash falls over your shoulder]
Yan werewolf: Woof
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gaybitchfx · 5 months
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✰𝓚. 𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓸✰
Sad bitch, but I love being bad —★
Hopped up out my feelings and I hopped in my bag
★—I'm a real hood bitch, I don't give a fuck
Talk shit, you getting hit, knuck if you buck —CLIP
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𝓣𝓦: none that i know of 👍🏽, intentional lowercase, male reader, bad grammar or spelling errors, a little something i made cause i was bored
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☆CHOSO who has heard so rumors about you throughout the college. some being you were a whore or slut, others saying you only played with other guys feelings and due to those rumors most people who didn’t know avoided you like the plague. and you of course didn’t give a damn to begin with, yeah you slept with guys just for the fun of it and probably because you couldn’t express your actual true feelings to someone. well, that was until choso came along. he was the first to actually treat you like a human being and not some shameless slut. “so what’s the catch? you tryna make me suck ya dick or some shit?” you asked him with a raised brow as you crossed your leg over the other. his brow raised a little bit from your blunt response before relaxing. “no, you just seem like a good person despite all those rumors i’ve heard about you.” he said as he looked at you, you were very close to just laughing in his face. “yeah sure, that’s what they all say. next thing they know they’re in my dorm or some bathroom with their pants at their ankles either fuckin’ me or i’m suckin’ em off.” you said as a frown formed on your lips.
☆CHOSO who never understood why you wouldn’t let him just be your friend or someone you could just talk to. he’s been trying for a week now and everyone knows this. “just give up, he won’t let you get anywhere near him, let alone close enough to his heart.” someone said to him as they patted his shoulder. now that was a challenge choso was willing to take on, after all you probably needed someone to at least get all your frustration out on by ranting. so every given moment he’d try to start a conversation with you but would continuously get ignored or pushed away. it took about another week before you yelled at him about how he was annoying and needed to bother someone else all the way to how you felt about certain things. it took awhile for you to shut up though, but choso just listened and didn’t say anything else and allowed you to take out all your frustrations out on him. “feeling better?” he asked once you were finished. you just simply nodded your head before a long sigh left your mouth. “is that why you kept bugging me like a damn fly?” you asked as you crossed your arms over your chest. “mhm, you looked stressed out even though you always have this ‘i don’t give a fuck’ vibe.” he said as he patted your back.
☆tags: @reallyromealone @lostsomewhereinthegarden
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fudgelling-away · 25 days
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He is inviting you in.
Are you going to join him?
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Do you remember this WIP from January? [CLICK]
Well, I guess it's finished! And it only took me 2 months to get back to it and spend 3 days finishing it...
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justficsiguess · 4 months
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uh oh another long covid fantasy. this time yandere!batfam flavored.
so I imagine this happening after having lived with them for some time (aka you were kidnapped, but it wasn't recent) so you've mostly come to terms with being around them all the time. Maybe one of them got you sick unknowingly, maybe you're at a stage where they trust you enough to take you outside with them sometimes. Either way, you get covid.
They take care of you as well as they can (which is VERY well. they're rich and smart as fuck), but you simply... don't get better. Well, you do kind of, you test negative again, but you develop long covid.
Anyways, their already fucked up protector instincts go haywire. So much research gets done, doctors get bribed, they experiment in the batcave, they do everything they can trying to find a cure. In the meantime they're still taking care of you of course.
Making sure you don't hurt yourself, don't move too much, don't make your fatigue worse. Getting you everything you want. They relocate your room to the ground floor so you don't have to go upstairs to get to your room, but get an elevator/etc installed anyways, in case you do feel like going upstairs but are too weak.
Extra cuddles in your bed when you're napping and too weak to push Dick out of your bed. Tim quietly watching movies with you when you feel up for it. Jason reading to you. Damian walking around the garden with you if you feel good enough to walk, if not he'll push you around on a wheelchair so you can get some fresh air. Bruce making you sleep in his bed when he's worried you're not breathing right, so he can immediately hear if something sounds wrong.
Maybe at some point their research dies down, you're not in any immediate danger and they like taking care of you like this... I mean, you still used to complain and fight them a little even though you've been with them for so long, how bad could it be to have you a little bit more dependent on them than before? A bit more helpless? If you get better by yourself in a few weeks, or months, or years, so be it, they'll still have gotten some quality bonding time in. And if you don't get better? Well, I don't think they'd be as disappointed as they first thought they'd be...
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paperultra · 8 months
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game.
Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader Word Count: 701 words Warnings: Swearing
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“He's going to embarrass himself.”
You tilt your head back to look up at Geto, moving the grass stem between your teeth to the side so you can speak unhindered. “Why don’t you go and help him out, then?”
Geto makes a show of humming thoughtfully.
“Nah,” he says.
Next to him, Shoko takes a picture with her phone.
You follow the gaze of the camera back to the scene in front of you, repositioning the grass stem between your teeth once more. Your eyes narrow. Though you’d sooner drop out of Jujutsu High than admit it, you’re just as bitter as you are unamused by what you’re seeing.
Gojo Satoru is flirting with a girl. Again.
His hands are in his pockets, sunglasses perched low on his nose, hair wild and blindingly white under the afternoon sky. He says something and the girl nods; he grins wider and talks some more.
To the average person, it seems like his chances of getting her number are close to one hundred percent. The three of you know better.
“How long until he fucks it up, you think?” you ask.
“As soon as he sees a chance to make a dick joke,” Geto replies.
“If it’s clever, she might think it’s funny,” Shoko says.
You grunt.
Gojo and the girl talk for a few more minutes. Finally, the girl stands, bids goodbye, and leaves. Gojo watches her for a few minutes and then turns around to start the short trek back to where you’re all waiting.
“He fucked it up.”
Geto, ever the loyal best friend, meanders over to meet him halfway. “Satoru! What happened this time? Relied too much on your pretty face?”
Gojo pouts as the other boy slaps him on the back. “She said she already has a boyfriend.”
“Damn. What did you say?”
Gojo pouts even more, which is never a good sign.
“Hey.” You take the grass out of your mouth and toss it back into the bushes. “What did you say?”
“… If they ever break up, she should call me.” Gojo puts his infinity up when you throw a rock at him. “It was a joke! I was joking!”
“Holy shit, you have no game,” you say, getting up to jab him in the cheek. You fail, of course, and Gojo sticks his tongue out at you like a child. “Why would you even say that?”
“Because, like I just said, it was a JOKE.”
“That’s not a joke! It’s something an asshole would say!”
“Well, fuck, since you know everything about what to say, why didn’t you try to ask for her number?”
“That doesn’t even make any sense.” You hear a camera go off and whip around to snap at Shoko. “Stop taking pictures!”
She stares at you blankly. Geto snickers, and you slowly deflate as the stupidity of the situation catches up to you.
With a huff, you cross your arms.
“Idiot,” you grumble.
“You’re so mean for no reason,” complains Gojo.
“You’re stupid for no reason.” Pushing past him, you finally feel a rush of satisfaction when your shoulder knocks against his. “Now let’s go. I’m starving.”
He easily catches up to stride alongside you, simpering. “Oh, so that’s why. You’re not being fed on time.”
“Shut up.”
“Or are you jealous that I was flirting with someone?”
Every muscle in your body stiffens up. You glare at him. “What?! N-No, of course not.”
“Liar,” Gojo replies, baby blue eyes wide with delight. “Aw, that’s cute, being so shy about it.”
“I’m mad because we’re supposed to be eating by now.”
“If you want me to pay more attention to you, all you have to do is say please.”
“Please shut the fuck up.”
“No.”
The entire way to the restaurant, you keep your hands glued over your ears, face boiling as Gojo throws his lanky arm over your shoulders and pesters you with a shit-eating grin. Geto and Shoko make a point to walk behind the two of you and do nothing about it. In fact, you’re certain they think it’s hilarious.
You groan underneath your breath. You need to get new friends.
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bunwritesss · 2 months
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It's always "Daryl bringing you back gifts from his runs" this or "Daryl finding treasures in the forest for you while he's hunting" that, but what about the presents you give him?
You always keeping him the juiciest and sweetest fruits that you harvest while he's away, and preciously keeping them on your kitchen counter, preventing anyone to even approach them, because he just deserves the best of the best <333
When you're on runs, you always look for bolts or arrows, to replace the ones he lost or broke. Wrapping them in a pretty pink bow if you're in the mood to decorate ♡
Finding cool records of artists he used to like before the outbreak, even though it's sometimes media you cannot listen to because finding a functional tape player can be hard, just for nostalgia!
And if you're crafty, making him bracelets out of string would literally make him melt. Even better, using shiny beads he brought you back to decorate the matching bracelets you made for the both of you??? He wouldn't take them off EVER, istg. Maybe don't make it too bright-colored though, this man has a very specific aesthetic to stick to.
Maybe I'll add more bc this man is making me go feral <33
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periprose · 2 months
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Listen I fucking love dune and I just watched part 2 and I think im having the spice agony lol. I need to write about it now!!! Pls let me know if you'd read it :)
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softhairedhotch · 3 months
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imagine being on a case with aaron, who you've been dating for years at this point, and the unsub manages to kidnap you both. he keeps you trapped somewhere for a few days and aaron genuinely thinks he's about to die, thinks he's gonna have to watch you die first (you're barely holding on), and...
he proposes.
it's definitely not what he had planned, he has it all written down in a secret notepad and has the ring waiting for him in his office. but right now he doesn't think he's ever gonna see that ring again, or have the chance for you to see it, to hear you say yes as you slip it on, to see everyone's reactions as you tell them, to get to marry you in front of everyone he loves most in the world. and he panics. it breaks him.
so he proposes.
it's less of a proposal and more of a rushed out i-love-you-please-marry-me-if-we-get-outta-here in one hushed painful breath but it lights you up inside and gives you the hope you need to keep holding on. to keep fighting. and when you say yes, yes of course, you see the same feeling rush over him, and the both of you finally, for the first time since getting kidnapped, feel like things might be okay.
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honkytonka · 1 year
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TAKE AUDACITY FUCKING AWAY FROM ME
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chrollohearttags · 10 months
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I promise imma get to the eren and connie threesome but can we pleaseeee talk about how him and armin would fuck the shit out of you? Cause I just know they’d be so fucking nasty like omg. They wouldn’t spare a bitch at all. The dirty talk gone be crazy, they treating you like you an object and you definitely gone have to block their asses afterwards! 😭😭
I would give warnings for this but it’s everything so proceed with caution or whatever (I must be stopped honestly.)
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“N-no more..I can’t—“
“What’d she say? Sounds like she’s tapping out, dude. What you think?”
“I think she’s just being a baby…aye, look at me, princess..we’re not done so hold those fucking legs open and stop playing.”
the three of you had been holed up in a five star hotel room for what felt like an eternity…rose petals scattered atop the mattress, a collar and chain lacing your throat and a vibrator whirring against your clit. Your eyes damn near making home within in the back of your head with the amount of orgasms you had endured in this two hour span. Surprised by your man after touching down from a flight to come visit him out on tour. The two of you had been on FaceTime while he was backstage and needless to say, you took pleasure in giving him a preview of what was to come once he made it home but he wasn’t the only one tuned into the show..it was one time when his homeboy and fellow producer Armin happened to catch a glimpse. That’s when you decided to continue on fingering yourself in front of the camera; curled toes in view and cream dripping all down your knuckles. Making a mess just for your boo but the more, the merrier..
“Is that your friend? Tell him I wanna fuck him too..”
boldly proclaiming in the moment as a show of confidence. Completely unaware of the two demons you were dealing with. Shooting each other glances, they’d both smirk and turn back to you. “Shit, I’m down..” “Bet..” the only thing either of them had to say because their actions spoke louder than any words could. When you met them in the lobby of the Bellagio, they wasted no time admiring your outfit, feeling you up and Eren even gave you a slap to the backside. “Let’s get your pretty ass upstairs. Got a surprise for you, baby.”
fast forward, after being face fucked on the edge of the bed by your boyfriend while Armin ate your pussy to being put into a full nelson; pounced up and down on Eren’s lap while he fed you deep, long strokes standing up..only to then put you on all fours, pull you by that collar rather than your hair as Eren ate you out from behind , flicking his tongue around your asshole whilst Armin used your mouth for the first timeit was wild! But the fun had only begun..
“You such a nasty fucking bitch, baby. Letting us spit in that mouth, swallowing our nut..you know how much I love that shit, don’t you?”
petting you like his loyal puppy as you sat obediently on your knees, a wide smile plastered on your face as they swiped their loads from across your eyelids. “Look at that smile..she loves being treated like a slut.” They’d tug on your collar; guiding you along as they saw fit. Taking turns using and thoroughly training your throat. Even feeding you slaps while doing so. Cupping your jaw and filling it with their massive cocks. “Yeah..all the way back, mama. You don’t need to breathe. Just eat that fucking dick up..you got it all the way back that time, made that shit disappear…good girl..”
eren not once hesitating to praise you and Armin following suit. But even so, they couldn’t stop until they broke you. They tried all sorts of things with you..taking you past limits you never sought possible. It was insane! Especially as your
“She only gone be in town for one night..gotta make sure she really misses us when she gets home.” Eren declared , shooting his best friend a wink as the two tag teamed you; putting every hole in your body to good use..Armin’s tattooed fingers thrashing around so delicately inside of your pussy; rubbing on your clit while faint twitches from his cock arose in your throat. Meanwhile, Eren was enjoying taking claim over your other entrance..holding your legs in place himself only because he wanted the opportunity to suckle on your toes whilst he did so. Watching those tears of pure bliss stream down your face. “This my first time fucking this ass too…it feels so good, baby. Spread it open f’r me, just like that.”
causing you to whimper around Armin’s shaft. And he loved the feeling. They took you through at least a couple more rounds; dredging up streams of squirt and all types of creamy secretions that they graciously lapped up when possible. “Put it in your guts, that’s what you told me, right? Tell me you can feel that shit..feel that dick pressing through your stomach.” Other times, letting it stain their chests and abs. “F-feels so good..” “I know, baby. You can’t stop..” cooing to you in the sweetest tone all while pounding you senseless, not even stopping when Eren came inside of you. It had all become a beautiful blur and you were certain you’d be all but immobile the next day..
but this was one visit that was well worth it!!
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novasintheroom · 1 month
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Prince Vash is terrified the first time you ask him to help you dress. Despite your reassurance that it's just getting dressed, that you just need help, we're married, for goodness sakes, it doesn't stop his fingers from shaking while tying up your corset. The suggestion of intimacy sets his nerves on fire. He's so nervous he can't get the bow to tie, and ends up just tying it in a really, really good knot. You try to curse him out after, but barely have the breath to do so lol
He gets better with time, though. Learns how to do intricate knots, simple bows, the works, just to entertain himself and keep you breathing. The chambermaids eventually know to let the prince tie his wife's corset, their faces flush with implications. But you two are just friends, an agreement you came to months into your arranged marriage. Your flesh goosebumps when his skin brushes your back and shoulders, but that doesn't mean anything. It's just a husband helping his wife, his friend, dress.
Maybe one of these days, though, Vash will get the courage to press a kiss to your shoulder blade like he wants to.
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mellowwillowy · 8 months
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what would masochist yan do if gamer reader suddenly stops cussing and is calm, like being overall nice because they saw themselves
Reader is probably all calm and peaceful after their gameplay with Blind Yan lmao. Also, I've noticed how Masochist Yan is the most popular here... (slight NSFW) 1, 2
So let's say, Reader got an eye-opening experience after the last match with Blind Yan (I'm not even gonna elaborate on how he plays because he's a God...)
Masochist Yan would probably just go, ???, like what happened? Are you sick? Do you have a change in faith and got closer to God (Nun Reader--)? Or perhaps you actually finally realize how precious your cursing ASMR is???? (Delulu baby)
You can't do this to him, he lives for your cursing! So what should he do? Time to really stalk you using the information he has collected after doxxing you-
Doesn't matter how far you are, even if you are literally at the end of the world, he'll chase you down. The truth is that he blackmails people for a living so imagine the money he gets from squeezing people, that would be more than enough to move into the same area with you.
He'll stalk you day and night, watch everything you do, and why you have changed for the worse better. Look, he knows he can go the easy route by getting closer to you and maybeeee date you? (delulu 2) Then, he will tell you about him being a maso and maybe you will help him with his problem? If this works, not only does he get you to cuss at him, he might get a whole bed package.
Of course, what if you reject his advances or proposal?
If you reject his advances... blackmail time babyyyy. He's used to it, though as much as he hates having to do this to you (instead of the other way), he knows he has to do this to get what he wants, what he NEEDS.
if you reject his proposals? ... gaslight time babyyyyy.
Honestly, Masochist Yan is such a loser and I like it <3 I mean as expected of someone who jerks off while sniffing your underwear (after breaking into your apartment) and does multiple questionable stuffs with your belongings like your lotion, pillow, and .... toys.
He's a loser for you and you only after all.
Masochist Yan: *humping himself to reader's pillow while they are away from home, their toy used on himself*
(Don't worry, he'll sanitize it back for you to use later)
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