#while being in a relationship for the first time AAH

[florbe-triz]

This is a little Saigenos comic I’m drawing for fun on twitter!  Willing to post more of it soon uwu... hope you like it!  

#Saigenos #Genosai #Fanart #fan comic #one punch man fanart #this goes about them and their lack of experience #dealing with public opinion #while being in a relationship for the first time AAH #my art

[prettyboykatsuki]

I can just imagine fujo neet reader practicing different sex position with rin to make sure she gets the proportions right.

✮ tags ; fem!reader, sexual tension, rin's pov, RIN IS KIND OF MEAN TO HER BUT HE WANTS HER SO BAD FDKJJS, reader is a fujoshi and bl mangaka, pre-relationship, they work together, part of a ficverse i haven't written yet Sorry, ONE JOKE ABOUT RIN WANTING TO OFF HIMSELF, SUPER SUGGESTIVE LOL 18+

✮ wc ; 3.5k (WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!)

✮ a/n ; i had to do this for my sanity. i promise i will write them a proper fic with them i promise.

You never text Rin.

Not really. Not first at least. It's a new... friendship. Kind of. Sort of. Most of your communication thus far has been through meetings and random in-person chance encounters. Outside of that, Rin will call you since it's faster. If you do "text", it's mostly through twitter DM's.

There's a discord server your fans run, and you pop in there often enough. He's had the invitation extended but declined unilaterally, since he'd rather not see himself fucking Isagi anymore than he already has in his short, miserable career.

It surprised him this morning, seeing your message flash across the top of his screen. Asking, specifically, for him to come over and help you with something related to the new manga you were writing. He had it in his right mind to decline, but after learning it wasn't a doujin for him, he semi-reluctantly agreed.

Rin doesn't know when exactly your relationship to him grew this...comfortable. Inviting him over to your house, begging him for favors, not wincing every time he talks to you. Rin isn't an extrovert but compared to you he's a social butterfly. And your aversion to people in general, Rin thought, would prevent you from doing anything more than squeak at him forever just like you did when he met you.

(Though nothing in his life has been normal since your arrival in it. He's not sure why you would remain unchanged when he certainly hasn't.)

He doesn't know what to feel when you ask him for a favor, and he doesn't know what force of nature compels him to go. If it's morbid curiosity or annoyance or something else even worse.

It was compelling enough to take the train all the way out to Machida - an hour long trip from his own place. His manager hounded him to take you something, so he has a bag of ginseng energy drinks and snacks with him as a gift. He took the bus with his mask on, and then walked all the way to your building.

Your apartment is tucked somewhere classically suburban - attached at the far end of a residential street and behind concrete support beams for a highway just overhead. Cherry blossom trees and other shades of white flowers grow around it in thick patches, making the entrance hard to find. Rin would've had trouble if you didn’t give him details on exactly where to go.

It's an older building, stone walls worn and grass-stained from age. At the gate are groups of old people talking amongst each other as they sort through recycling and trash. All visor hats and sunspots, they fawn over Rin for a long while before he goes in and interrogates him with questions. None of them know him, which is relieving. It quickly graduates to them asking who he's there to visit, if he has a girlfriend or not.

All of them ooh and aah when he mentions your name, say something about being relieved she's found a man so handsome and that Rin should marry you because even though you're a little strange you're a good girl. Rin does not have the time nor energy to correct them - only nods and bows his head and leaves.

On the elevator ride up to your floor, he can't help but think repeatedly that this isn't the kind of place he'd expect you to live. He thought it'd be out in the middle of nowhere, maybe in a damp and broken building.

But this is a nice place with nice people, vibrant and colorful. Totally opposite from what he considers your personality.

Suitable or not, Rin manages to make it to your floor without a hitch.

He finds you, then, as he'd expect. Down a long hall, behind an unassuming white door. When you open it, you're a mess. Your hair completely unkempt, face greasy, a wild look in your eyes and complete surprise in your expression as if you didn't invite him over. You do, however, manage to invite him in without stuttering or stumbling over your words foolishly like you did the first time you spoke to him.

Another surprise is how... clean your living room is. It's lived in but he was expecting more mess in there. Your bedroom is in a similar state, undoubtedly messy but not terrible. Your NEET tendencies finally end up showing when you drag Rin into your office where you draw your manga.

It's not dirty but it's cluttered. There's a pull out sofa on one wall, with a blanket and pillow littered about and pages upon pages of paper sheets with scrapped panels about the floor. One wall has a bunch of post-its with several notes in both English and Japanese, and another has tacked up pieces of art. Both yours and other peoples. He chooses to ignore the ones of him and Isagi, The walls themselves are cream colored and uninteresting and the wood floors are slippery. At the far end of the room is a spread of desks, a PC set-up and a professional looking tablet among various art supplies in stacked boxes.

It's this room you bring Rin into without explaining yourself at all, mumbling and muttering as you give him a place to sit and go back to your work for fifteen silent minutes.

When you're finally finished doing whatever the fuck you were doing, you turn yourself back towards Rin. Bluelight glasses fall down the bridge of your nose as you swivel around in your chair - your sweatpants half pulled up your leg with the other pulled down. You're wearing fuzzy socks with Naruto characters on them.

You stare at him, pulling your glasses off and rubbing your eyes - dark circles under them.

"Uhm," Your voice is clipped and thick with exhaustion. "You came."

Rin deadpans. "You asked me to come."

"I thought you'd say no."

He did too. He doesn't respond back. You chew your lips, already anxious and Rin resists the urge to say something about it.

"Okay. Uhm. Please don't get mad," You start with and then explain, looking away. Your hands pull your sleeves over your palms. "So. Like. For my new series, I'm finally getting to the sex scene but I've never drawn characters with an intense height difference like this. And I need... new reference photos.... and uhm," You rub your feet together on your chair where you sit "Well our height differences and size is the exact one my characters have. So."

Rin stares at you. "So?"

"SoIwaswonderingifyou'dtakereferenceimagesforsexpositionswithme,"

Rin feels his jaw lock. "Slower."

You frown and look away, tucking your chin with embarrassment. "I was uhm, like, wondering if you'd take... take the uhm, sex position reference photos with me, please."

"What?"

You clasp your hands together, immediately prostrating yourself by throwing yourself down the ground. He flinches back, wondering if you're gonna hold onto his leg next.

"Please, please help me. You're the exact height of my seme and you uhm have similar builds and he's doing the most of the legwork. The poses are a little bit hard but I want them to look good or Minami-san will eat me and I'm scared of her, please help me."

"Who is Minami-san?"

You sniffle, on the verge of tears just thinking about it. "My editor. She used to be my fan. She's scary. Please, Rin-kun, please."

"What the hell did you do before?"

You frown at him, big wet puppy-dog eyes.

"It was hard. Sometimes I'd pose with my big stuffed animals and make up the proportions. Oh and usually watched porn and stuff. Sometimes I'd get lucky with stockphotos. But I don’t get the angle exactly right unless I have good references."

Rin wonders if anything you have ever said has processed in your mind before saying it. He doubts it for some reason.

"So," Rin pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes the image of you humping your stuffed animals out of his head. "You're asking me to.. pose with you?"

You nod and chew your lip. "Please, I promise I'd never ask you for this if I wasn't s-scared of Minami-san! Please?"

"I should make you pay me for this," He sneers. You flinch back and close your eyes.

"I'm sorry." You whine wetly, but then open your eyes again anyway. "Please help me."

Rin doesn't know why he helps you. Maybe you're just too pathetic for him to ignore. Maybe he's a masochist. Maybe inhaling the same air as Bachira last week turned him stupid.

He pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Fine."

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If Rin didn't believe you before when you told him you make your own references, he'd definitely believe you after you take him to your bedroom.

Your bed is in the center of your room, instead of being pushed against a wall. Large stuffed animals laid in one corner. On both sides of the room, are makeshift digital camera stands and remote-controlled lighting among another remote for said cameras. There's about 4-6 angles from what you explained to Rin, and a few adjustable lights. It's an elaborate set-up and takes the kind of dedication Rin can only imagine a hardcore fujoshi freak like yourself thinking up.

All of this to mostly draw porn of him and his rival. He tries not to think about it too hard because he thinks it's going to give him an aneurysm. Rin sits at the edge of your bed as you adjust each of the cameras individually.

"What do you do if it's not on a bed?"

You flinch like you aren't expecting him to talk. "Uhm. I either simulate as best I can o-or move my things and bed around. It's why I moved my desk to my office."

Rin stares at you. "You take it seriously."

You nod meekly. "Producing high-quality doujin is what made me money, so I have to work hard. Being poor is tough."

If Rin didn't find you so unbearable he might find that awe-inspiring in his own fucked up way.

"Okay. Everything is set-up. Now for the poses," You say, suddenly sparking back to life. Rin sits and watches. "They're having sex on a public beach so the bed and the way the seme sort of sinks into the sand will be good... I think the bridge one is the one we'll do first."

"The bridge?"

You nod, talking in short sentences. But Rin can tell this is where you're comfortable, doing things for this... hobby. Your usual constant embarrassment and shame seem to disappear when it comes to it. It's fascinating like a car crash. "Uhm. You have to stand on your knees and then, I'll lay on my back and arch my back up to meet your... y'know. It'll emphasize the height difference."

Rin stares at you agape. You take the remote control for your cameras in your hands and look at him expectantly.

Rin doesn't know whats wrong with him. Why the hell did he agree to this?

"Do you want me to take my jacket off?"

You nod, surprised. He shrugs the thing off of his shoulders and tosses it onto the floor.

Rin, per your instruction, gets into the position in the middle of the bed. He stands on his knees waiting for you. You join him a minute after, squinting at your phone screen beforehand. He isn't sure what he's expecting as a result of your ask, but he sure is shocked when he finds you placing your feet flat on the bed next to his knees and pushing yourself up for your crotch to meet his.

He knows that’s what you said but your shamelessness proves to be… shocking.

He tries not to let it show. His jaw ticks. His face feels warm but his expression remains neutral all the same. You shift and adjust and don't seem concerned at all - like it doesn't occur to you that this is in any way socially unacceptable. Or it's unfathomable Rin would take advantage of this. That this is weird, or could be interpreted in less than innocent ways. Rin knows you're so out of touch that it probably isn't. That this is, to you, just considered a favor which is partially why he even agrees.

But you're mid-brushing up against his bulge. The angle of your back forms a triangle, your arms laid flat at your sides as you squirm and push. And your expression shifts, deep in thought.

"Uhm, like, would you mind p-putting your hands on my hips? Kind of squeezing tight like it's," You flush this time, but Rin harbors doubt it's about him. "Like it feels good I guess? Like hard, and stuff so you can see the indent."

He's so astonished, he does it on autopilot. Neutral and even. He lets his hands grab your hips and holds tight just as you ask. Your long, loose sweatshirt falls down revealing the soft skin of your tummy. He can see the tops of your underwear, the thin cotton kind that come in 6-packs with a single bow in the middle in a grey color.

You don't seem to care about it. Rin shouldn't either, but his body does seem to care. His brain does. Something is happening in his gut. Anger maybe. Some cheap, frustrated desire to make fun of you.

Instead the words he's been wanting to ask since you proposed this tumble out of his mouth. He stares at you.

"Is this the first time someone's done this with you?"

You jump with a start, but remain in position. You take the pictures first, six clicks in a row before answering.

"H-huh? Why-why are you asking that?"

He doesn't know. Really. And he knows how it sounds. Rin doesn't say anything and you fold under the immense pressure of his gaze.

"S-stop staring," You say, and take a few more pictures, lowering your back just a little but still staying up right. "And no. No one tall enough or with the right physique."

There is another gnawing question, another burning curiosity. He makes his voice as even and unaffected and apathetic as he can. As mean as possible.

"Have you ever even had sex?"

Your eyes blow wide, but you seem to fall for the persona of apathy, curious boredom and cruelty. Worse, you seem a little used to it. You squirm this time and Rin holds you firmly in place. Your voice is small.

"Uhm, like, once I guess. I-it was with a guy, I didn't really date him but he seemed interested in me and I didn't think I'd ever have the opportunity again s-so I did it and I didn't uhm, it wasn't very good or anything." You reply, and he can feel your toes curl in your socks next to him and his brain feels like it'll melt from out of his ears. "Sorry, I don't-don't think you care about that, just uhm, felt like I should explain."

"Yeah," Rin feels dizzy. "Do you need another pose?"

You blink and then nod. "Yeah! Another one kind of like this, but with the legs like uhm, on your chest and my feet closer to your head. With you leaned back a little. Does that make sense? The butterfly position, I think."

Rin swallows something at the back of throat.

He nods, pulling you into position so easily he can heard you gasp. Your legs straighten against his clothed chest, and your sweatshirt falls far enough to let him see your bra. A fabric sports kind, a little worn - just the logo visible. He doesn't say anything about it, your feet resting near his neck. You make a little soft noise.

"This feels a little difficult to be in. Poor uke. Sorry if this one is kind of weird, but can you put your hands, I dunno, on my ass, I guess? I know that's probably too much but I think it'll be a good detail, so please? I'll pay you"

Rin stares at you, teeth gritting so hard he feels the back of his skull throb. "Fine."

Rin, per your request, puts his hands on your ass. It's easy enough, and he doesn't hold too tight. But it's too intimate, too stupidly fucking intimate, and he can feel you. You're hardly paying attention, caught up in your own head with whatever else. Rin is paying too much attention. Like how your sweatpants aren't thick enough to cover the outline of your frumpy cotton panties and how your soft all over. He's going to kill someone. Maybe himself.

Six more clicks and a little noise of satisfaction.

"Okay!!! I think these will turn out so great, and I can use them later too. Just one more. I have a lot of refs for this position, but uhm - I want to see if I can get the proportions correct, so if you'd please lay down," You tell him with such genuine excitement he can't find it in himself to say anything horribly cruel. "I'll be doing most of the work this time. I just-just need to see how uke will compare..."

You mutter something to yourself as Rin lets you down and lays himself down on your bed. You sit next to him for a long while, squinting at your phone. Rin stares at you as you. Wonders if he's gone completely insane, and tries to ignore the doom of the impending hard-on cozying itself in his pants.

Unceremoniously, you find yourself perching over Rin's lap. Not bothering to give him any pretense, it's the one thing about today that's really getting him.

"Oh, I need my hands for this," You give him the remote and stare down at him wide-eyed, over his lap. This has to be hell. "Could you take the photos this time?"

He closes his eyes and counts to ten and wonders if a concussion has made him insane. "Hm."

You brighten and Rin feels his chest go tight. "Thanks!"

Rin just nods, his mouth drying as you start to move and pose. A picture with your hands next to his head, and anothe r where you're sat up - your hands at your sides. Rin obediently takes pictures when you ask, his entire body tensing every single time you move.

"Okay, last one," You say. This time, you put your hands on his chest. Just the one. You must have something specific in your head that you're wanting to recreate. You bend down close, looking down at him as you do - your other hand clenched.

Rin looks up at you. He should not be thinking about you in any way. He's looking at the way your lips curve and plump and at your bare skin and your dark circles and your stupid licensed anime hoodie. He just gapes at you in confusion and mystique. He's around so many weirdos. It's not like there's anything special about you. You’re just another freak who makes porn of him. Plenty of people do that.

A loser and an idiot with no sense of self-preservation. There's nothing special about this, but Rin hasn’t been able to convince himself of that.

You stare down at him.

"Take a picture?"

Rin looks at you. Studies your expression. You seem like you're thinking. It's the only oppurtunity he has to pry.

"Did you want to ask something?" He says first. “You’re not hard to read.”

You startle, then nod. Your hand is on his chest. It's warm, and smaller than his.

"Oh, I-I guess I was wondering about what you asked me earlier. And uhm, like, I don't know. If you ever did anything. Your relationships aren't in the media and fans speculate but," You fall flat on your words. "I guess I was just curious."

Rin hates this question. It's why he never answers it. Why he hates being called a hearthrob, always too shallow and too personal for his taste.

"Nothing long term or serious. It was most for physical relief." Rin says, almost on autopilot. “Not that’d you know what that’s like.”

Your eyes widen. Rin feels his hands twitch, watching your expression finally grown conscious of him. Lust spreads through you like honey and Rin can see it in how you look. You squirm in his lap. He's not usually so aggressive, not usually one to care about sex in any important way. Not one to brag about something so unbelievably inane and trivial.

But it's bothering him, just how much he's fighting the urge to pin you down and fuck you. You of all people. It's not like him. Rough sex is whatever, but it's bothering him how little any of it seems to register in your head anymore like it once did. You could barely breathe the first time you met.

He doesn't know why he cares that you don’t anymore. He doesn’t give a shit about anything related to you

But the thought nothing seems to bother you anymore bothers him.

"Oh... I see. That's uhm, interesting. I b-bet you have a lot more experience than me. Maybe it'd be a good thing to keep you around for that kind of refernce too," You joke.

Rin lets his hand slip up to your hips without asking, not bothering to hide it anymore. His head feels with nothing but stupid useless thoughts. Thoughts of fucking you in your old, worn clothes and stained shirts and comfortable cotton underwear. Thoughts of your hands clutching at his shoulder all weepy with desire and need and stupidity - your big wide eyes bleary and sensitive. It's cruel how relentlessly he thinks about taking advantage of all your differences. Of how unathletic and awkward and unused to everything you are.

It's horrible just how much he's staving off his own arousal about it. Maybe you're strange habits are infecting him, making him strange too strange. All Rin can think about uselessly is how easily he could put you in your place. Fix you in some strange way. You’d be his to fix and you’d cry and weep and want to run away. Rin wouldn’t let you, keep you pinned and caged like an animal.

His throat feels tight. What is fucking wrong with him today?

Is he that pent up? He stares at you, and gets some passing feeling that there is more to it than that. He closes his eyes.

"Whatever," He says, letting go. You don't seem to notice it again, how thick his voice is getting "Are you almost done?"

You nod and smile. "Yes. Thank you."

Rin feels his heart tug and seethes. “You're welcome."

#return to sender #writing tag #fujoverse #rin x reader #rin itoshi x reader #bllk x reader #bluelock x reader #THIS IS KIND OF COOKING ME TO DEATRH IM?

[call-sign-shark]

Day 1: Breathe With Me || Tommy Shelby x Reader

Requested by @runnning-outof-time 🖤

TW: Kinktober prompt- Breathe, rough sex, piv, choking, strangulation, breathe play, unprotected sex, unhealthy relationship, abuse of power, mention of canonical violence

Words: 1K

Notes: Here is the first work of the Peaky Kinktober Event you can find here. Comment on the event post if you want to be tagged in the future works for Kinktober.

“Breathe with me.”

The way his hoarse voice, rendered even more raspy by the pleasure he experienced, whispered these specific three words in your ear fanned the flames of your desire.

With your breath hitching and your whole body burning, you could not help but whine and wiggle under the weight of his body. Tommy’s calloused fingers loosened their grip on your neck in the hope it would make your breath slow down but it didn’t work. You were still a panting mess with eyes closed and pearls of tears caught in your long lashes.

“T-Tommy…” You stuttered, moving your hips back without really noticing. His free hand slipped under you and, without the slightest warning, he brought them close again, with a frustrated hiss. As he did, his hard and swollen cock stretched your walls until the tip hit you in the right spot. Your toes curled in your heels at the electric sensation crossing through your body and it made your legs shook from each sides of his waist. “Aah, Tom!” You lamented, throwing your head back.

“You don’t get to call me like this, Y/N.” His voice snapped, firmer this time, and you could not help but obey. When his dizzying turquoise eyes met yours, the infamous gangster’s lips split with a satisfied smirk, “Good girl, you’re a good girl right?” Words melt on his tongue, “so nice and sweet she’s letting her dad’s boss fuck her ay.” He whispered with a wicked grin as he slowly started to move his hips again now that you had adjusted to his size. Your trembling fingers reached for the back of his head and lost themselves in his dark hair in search for any way of expressing the overwhelming pleasure he gave you.

It was the second time you ended up like this today, sitting on his desk with your lace panties hanging from one of your ankles and your legs open for Mr.Shelby. The second time he unbuckled his belt and thrusted into you after he had rubbed his length against your wet slit while your dad was working downstairs in the factory, unaware of everything that has been going on between the two of you.

Tommy gritted his teeth, his slow movements increasingly faster each time you clenched your throbbing and soaked pussy around him— it felt so good, so tight, so right. “Let’s try again, alright babydoll? Let’s try again and breathe with me.” He growled, cold blue eyes relishing how the pleasure marked your face and how your trembling lips always tried to kiss him in a vain attempt to muffle your shameful moans. You nodded, one crystal tear rolling down your cheek, and moved your hips in rhythm with him in the sensual dance of lovemaking. A pile of paper fell from the desk and scattered on the office floor but Tommy couldn’t care less. How could he when he was busy filling your innocent pussy and wrapping his large hand around your throat? “See, you can do it ey.” He praised, his palm pressing slightly more until breathing became challenging but not exactly painful. Tommy knew far too well what he was doing and to what kind of limits he wanted to take you. After all, you had lost your virginity to him only a few days ago, on his same desk, thus he took it easy. You still needed more of taming before he could use you like he really wanted.

The reason behind your submission was that you wanted to save your father from being killed by a Peaky Blinders following the strike that resulted in Arthur’s murder attempt. The latter had been so enraged that he threatened to bash your father’s head with a hammer — he would have probably done so if Tommy hadn’t intervened. So when you begged for his life in his office ten minutes later, he asked for your age, if you had already been filled by a man before, and at your negative answer, he simply ordered you to take your clothes off right here, right now. That was how this sick game between you and Tommy had started. A game he definitely enjoyed, judging by how his gaze was always wandering all over your body, almost burning you every time your paths would cross in the factory.

My brother wants to see ya right now, cherry pie hm. You better not make him wait eh. Arthur had told you one hour ago, his mustache slightly lifting when he punctuated his sentence with a sadistic smirk, knowing what was awaiting you.

“Sir…” You begged, your voice strangled in your throat as Tommy’s hand choked you. Taking quick and shallow exhales, your heart soon began to drum fast again in your chest due to panic but this time, the gangster didn’t stop. Instead, he gave you one meaner thrust to make you squeal, enjoying the sight of your teary eyes, your gaping mouth, and your reddened cheeks. You looked so weak… So defenseless. But what got him was when he felt your wetness running down his shaft despite your frightened look.

“Breathe with me.” He ordered, but his raspy voice had a softer tone. As he fucked you at the perfect pace, invading your needy but inexperienced pussy, he pressed his forehead against yours and locked you in a stare, “Don’t give in to the panic and just focus on two things: my breathing and the sensation of me cock.” He hummed, his grin fading away and replaced by a serious face. You let out a loud exhale and tried. At first, you did your best to obliterate the way his strong grip was obstructing your windpipe to only focus on the sensations of fucking itself. Each time he pulled out, a feeling of devastating emptiness woke up in you and left you craving for him to go back inside. No matter how ashamed you were of getting used by your dad’s boss like a whore, Thomas Shelby knew how to fill you and you were starting to love it. To need it.

Soon you came to naturally focus on his breathing. One slow inhale. One slow and longer exhale. Deep. Controlled. Comforting. “Breathe in.” His Brummie accent hypnotized you and his musky, expensive perfume made your head spin. You moaned louder — Dad would have heard you if he had been walking near Tommy’s office. “Breathe out.” Your breath melted together and suddenly, the panic of getting choked turned into an arousing experience. His fingers, strong and possessive, were pressing on each side of your throat, right under your jaw where he could feel your heartbeat against his skin. You rolled your eyes in the back of your head, the press of his palm and the lack of air sending your mind into a blissful haze. “Yes, Y/N. Just like this. I’m proud of you eh, my little pet.” He grunted, sinking deeper into your delicate intimacy, “Y/N.” Tommy’s husky voice moaned again and again, chanting your name as if he wanted all the employees of his freaking factory to know what he was doing to you in his office when your dad was working in the basement. As if he wanted them to know what had happened to you the moment they saw your staggering frame leaving his office disheveled and legs closely pressed together because of his cum running down the inside of your thighs.

I’m breathing with you, Mr. Shelby.

We’re breathing together and now

We are one.

Now you could dissect all the delicious cocktail of sensations you were undergoing: your tight pussy forced open, your walls throbbing, a mix of your wetness and his cum leaking from you and dripping on the wooden desk… You reopened your teary eyes, drowning in the cold cerulean blue of his enchanting iris, and parted your lips to talk, barely believing what you were about to say.

“Harder.”

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Aah okay, I want to ask you may I req a male reader x tighnari fic? Where reader is a hybrid like tighnari(a/b/o). Reader was going to fontaine/other nations for his job, when he came back to sumeru and finally meet tighnari again, he finds that tighnari being needy to him. Oh yea tighnari and reader r already in a relationship here, boyfriends or husbands it's up to you(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ sorry if it's a mess hehe english is not my first language, thank you btw! Take ur time(∂ω∂)

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꩜ Room Content: Dom! Male! AMAB! Top! Alpha! Reader x Sub! Bottom! Omega! Tighnari, established relationship (fennec fox husbands!), omegaverse (mentions of slick, scents, knotting, breeding), gagging Tighnari, biting Tighnari, lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ A/N: PHEW this one got a little long, thank you for waiting anon! I researched a lil on fennec fox behaviour but I could be totally wrong so take it w a generous sprinkling of salt hehe,,, OH and no worries anon!! Your English is great, thank you for the request ♡

Gandharva Ville is unusually peaceful when you get back. Usually when you get back from a research trip, regardless of the duration, Tighnari would be waiting for you at the entrance, flinging himself into your arms the second he sees your figure. However, your husband’s nowhere in sight this time. Strange. 

The walk to yours and Tighnari’s shared home is similarly uneventful, the lush forest is exactly as you remembered it and you wave to the few forest rangers you meet along the way. You receive cheerful greetings as they welcome you back from your 2-month long trip to Fontaine, one of the longer research trips in a while. As you draw closer to your home, your eyes catch on how the leaves at the front are shifted down to shield the inside of the hut from prying eyes. Weird, is Tighnari out right now? Even so, he typically doesn’t close off the hut either. 

You warily make your way over, ears alert and pointed up as your tail is held tensed outwards. The closer you get, the stronger a particular scent wafting through the air becomes. It’s overly sweet, cloying and heady yet, it’s mixed with something sour. Your ears swivel, honing in on the direction of your home as you pick up on soft muffled breaths and rustling on the bed. Setting your trunk down, you cautiously move the leaves aside, they shift but before you can peek inside, you’re forcefully pulled in by a familiar arm.

Upon recovering from the shock, your eyes rake over the sight in front of you and the air is punched from your chest, replaced with pure carnal lust. So this was what your husband was up to instead of receiving you up when you first got back. Tighnari looks absolutely debauched, hair and ears messed up from thrashing around on the bed, his nipples are perked up and by the looks of how pink they are, he’s probably been playing with them for hours. As your gaze dips downwards, his tail is held between his legs, a sign of submission, his usually tidy fur now sticking in all different directions after his strenuous activities. And Archons above, he’s dripping with slick, coating his thighs and fingers with a sinfully sticky mess. 

“And here I thought something happened to you, turns out my husband is just some wh-!?” Your sentence is cut off when Tighnari suddenly captures your lips in a kiss. Against your lips, he trills and moans, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, drunk off of your scent.

“Don’t- hng… -talk so much and just fuck me, c’mon c’mon!” Good to see that he hasn’t lost his sass while you were gone. He’s dragging you towards the bed, frantically pawing at your pants as he whines.

“So needy, I would’ve assumed you'd have honed your patience while I was away but-” your gaze is hungry as you soak up the delectable sight of the omega before you, “-looking at your sorry state now, I guess not.” Your eyes glint when you catch sight of your (scented) scarf you left him before embarking on your research trip discarded next to your pillow (which is now suspiciously wet). 

“And just how long have you been grinding on my pillow?” Tighnari lets out a high-pitched, guilty-sounding keen when you catch him red-handed.

“Ungh… it doesn’t matter, can’t you just fill me up, pleaseee, I need you in me!!” Fuck, with the way he’s presenting himself to you with his tail held to the side, the deep arch in his back, and how his hole was practically drooling. How could you say no?

Hurriedly, you free your cock from the confines of your pants and Tighnari wastes no time stroking you to fullness before sinking down on your length in one fluid motion. His head is thrown back at the stretch and as he clamps down around you, a throaty whine rips out of him.

“Tsk. So noisy, what if the other rangers hear you? I saw them while walking here y’know.” A flush of red sweeps across his face when he’s confronted by the humiliation he would face if the others heard him yowling and screaming in the middle of the day. He’d be labelled a horndog! (He doesn’t have to know everyone already knows but you like to torture your poor husband with this.) Another whine escapes him as he huffs and buries his ruddy face in the base of your neck again, adorably embarrassed.

Grabbing your scarf, you tilt Tighnari’s head up and pry his mouth open, making sure the pad of your thumb slides along the pad of his tongue. Then, you ball the fabric up and stuff it into his mouth, effectively muffling his moans as it soaks up his noises and drool.

Your hands rub at the base of his tail, near where the two of you are connected and he keens around the gag, every single nerve in his body is lit on fire with the red-hot desire of being utterly taken by you. Something feral in you awakens at his whimpers and squeals, how he’s so pliant and willing and so goddamn needy for you. The pace you set is brutally delicious and it has Tighnari throwing his arms around you, holding on as you fuck up into him the way he craves. 

He leans in, sobbing into your shoulder at the onslaught of pleasure, and your nose brushes past his scent gland. Your husband’s scent is nothing but floral sweetness and addictive, causing you to instinctively bite down at the site. At some point, the scarf must have fallen out of Tighnari’s mouth because he lets out an unfiltered howl that merges into a pitched trill.

“Ah! H-hah! Breed me alpha, cum in me, knot mmm-!, mE! Fuck!” His words slur together into a jumbled mess of a sentence, bucking down onto you, pushing you deeper into him as he purrs and squeaks at his oncoming climax. When you cum in him, his gorgeous green eyes roll back into the sockets of his head as his furry ears shoot up, choking on a breathless moan. The searing stretch of your knot pulls his muscles taut as a bowstring and has him cumming within seconds. 

As Tighnari catches his breath, you lean in and lave a tongue over the scent gland where you bit him earlier and leave a light kiss on the mark. He purrs lightly, appreciative.

“As, hah…, you can tell, I didn’t miss you all that much,” bold words for a husband who’s peppering your face with kisses while trilling, pleased and sated. Scoffing, you hold him tight in your embrace as the both of you rest and wait for your knot to deflate.

Or at least, until something occurs to you, your eyes instantly snapping open.

...Fuck. You left your luggage trunk outside.

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[suiseisyojo]

Hello! I absolutely adore your TWST love potion HCs and I'd love it if you did one for Idia too!

a/n: thank you so much, i'm so happy you like them! i'm sorry this is a little belated, i've had idia's segment done for the longest time but i felt awkward only uploading 1 character LOL but i hope this was worth the wait, and that you enjoy! thanks for requesting!♪

「idia shroud, silver x gn!reader」 ↳ in which you accidentally drink a love potion and fall for the one who’s always harbored unrequited feelings for you. [parts 1 + 2] cw: angst, suggestive themes (all), reader is based off hen wen (silver)

[idia shroud]

Everyone knew how difficult it was to befriend Idia—an introverted, pessimistic shut-in with no social awareness—and yet, you found yourself on amiable terms with him. The two of you bonded over your mutual love for 〈Precipice Moirai〉. You confided in Idia about how their music aided you in troubling times, and your relationship began to blossom deeper and deeper from then onwards.

But Idia's feelings for you were much more profound, severing the border between 'like' and 'love'. Ortho was aware of these feelings Idia possessed, encouraging him to be open with you; yet Idia would always, always refute, ”There’s no way they’d love someone like me. If I ever confessed, I can hear the way they’d say, ‘Ew, why would I date a walking corpse like him?’!!”.

And so, when you had accidentally consumed a love potion and began lavishing heaps of affection onto him, him of all people!, Idia was at a complete loss on what to do. "Idia-san, I'm going crazy. I need you, my heart is on fire because of you," you softly spoke to him, fingers grasping his sweater.

Ortho giggled at the sight of you cooing at him, before letting it slip that Idia loved you. "Isn't this great, Nii-san? [Name]-san's heart rate is 114 beats per minute, all from looking at you! They must love you, too!" Oh no, oh no, oh no⋯ Ortho, no!

“Aah! I can’t believe Ortho outed me like that⋯!!” Idia lamented, his scorching cheeks hidden behind overly long sleeves of his sweater. Thanks to his little brother admitting to you that Idia’s always harbored feelings for you, you were even more obdurate on receiving his affections while under the love potion’s influence. “Huh? It’s fine? No way is that true!”

In the first place, having you on his bed like this was enough to make him faint, now let alone having you try to make advances towards him! Isn’t all of this happening too fast? It’s as if the writers in a romance visual novel didn’t care enough to develop the relationship past the four bullet points in the reveal trailer!!

Anxiety and heat swirled in his mind and left him overburdened by his own pessimistic thoughts, mourning his existence with you before it even began. Your hand coiled around his wrist, bringing his hand down away from concealing his countenance from you.

Breathlessly, Idia stared at you with wide-eyes, “Eh? What is it?” He looked mortified beyond his normal scope, and it made your heart squeeze. The palms of your hands smoothed over his cheeks, feeling how he trembled beneath you.

“Put on some Premo?” Repeating the words back to you, Idia realized why you suddenly had such a request. To make him feel more comfortable, to settle his unease with your shared love of the idol unit. “⋯ I guess that would help.”

Idia got up from the bed and sauntered over to his computer, where he put on your favorite album. Unconsciously, he did so—he thought of you as if it was second-nature. Can’t he just stay here at his desk? Why did you have to be so insistent on being close? Okay, it was the heightened effects from the love potion, but still.

You were killing his heart! Inhaling shakily, Idia begrudgingly climbed back onto the bed as you pleaded oh so sweetly to him. His heavy breaths scorched his lips as it spilled out, and he froze when you wrapped your arms around him.

“Now It’s too hot? Well, that’s what happens when you snuggle up close to someone like me!” Idia sobbed, only for pure, unadulterated panic to suffuse through the fissures of his body as your fingers hooked around the hem of your shirt. “LEAVE IT ON, PLEASE!”

The faint sound of incoherent mumbling could be heard, as Idia senselessly babbled, “I-I didn’t think I’d unlock an H scene!” under his breath.

Overlaying his panting was your beloved idol unit, and Idia was on the verge of tears as he watched you come closer and closer to him. Your first kiss with Idia was underscored by your all-time favorite song. The song that even brought your path to his.

Idia melted into you as your mouth rounded with his, the heat from your mingling breaths sending a frisson of excitement down your spines. Deep in his chest was guilt, a dreaded sensation he was all too familiar with.

A mixture of worry and titillation coated his insides—what if you hated him after this? He only just worked up the courage to talk to you first without being prompted!!

“You’re going to be the death of me, [Name]-shi; I’m falling for deeper seeing you like this-!!”

[silver]

Your relationship with Silver had always been extremely close—in fact, many people were stupefied to find out you two weren't dating and remained friends. You retained potent oracle powers, your magic bestowing you the ability to see into the future. And most of the time, you used the aforementioned ability to predict when and where Silver would fall asleep; so that you may catch him in time, or be prepared to wake him up should he sleep too long and miss a class or event.

It didn't help that the two of you would often be caught cuddling together, your arms and legs tangled with one another as you shared your heat. Silver had never experienced love until he met and fell for you, and even as those feelings flourished in his chest, he never once put that pressure on your relationship. He kept all the words he wished to say, and the feelings, hidden away.

When word got out that you had ingested a love potion, whether accidental or not, Silver vowed to continue being your knight and stay staunchly by your side in order to protect you. And things would've been perfectly fine if the words "I love you, Silver" hadn't spilled from your pretty, entrancing lips.

As his heart stopped in his chest, Silver ran. His legs carried him far away before his mind could process a single thing, and he couldn't tell if that was for you his sake⋯ or yours.

Fluttering his eyes open, the sensation of soft lashes dusting across skin distant, Silver’s weariness exacerbated as his vision was enveloped with your prepossessing countenance in propinquity to his own. “[Name]⋯?” he inquired indolently, bewildered by the sight before him.

Your body hovered above his as you pinned him down further onto the couch he rested upon, the spates of warmth emanating from your skin seeping into him; in a way that didn’t beguile him into slumber or serenity, but another kind of excitement. 

“You knew I would be napping here so you looked for me?” Silver found himself sighing as he heard your words, a pathetic attempt to placate his titillation, before latching his hands onto your hips. “Never mind that, you should get off me.”

With ease, Silver dug his fingers rougher into your hips as he lifted you up; shifting himself upwards with hasty movements so as to be sedentary. The reason he was tucked away in a spot aberrant for him, occluded from view, was precisely because he was avoiding you.

The harrow of receiving your distorted heart was too much to bear—he didn’t want to do something shameful, something unbecoming of a knight-to-be. Yet your obstinacy towards clinging onto him was alluring all the same, like a gleaming spindle meant to tantalize and corrupt.

It made Silver’s head spin.

“I see that the love potion hasn’t worn off yet⋯ if you can predict the future, wouldn’t you have known if that drink you accepted was poisoned or not?” Silver, of all people, knew that your powers weren’t that easy to manipulate or control.

Ever since Silver was a little boy, he’d always dreamed of falling in love like that of a fairytale. When Lilia would swathe him in abundant blankets as they snuggled together in bed, utilizing his magic to resplendently illuminate the room along with fantastical and whimsical stories. ‘Will I find someone like the prince did?’ Silver remembers asking his father, a string of giggles overflowing from his lips as Lilia tickled his sides, ‘My fated person?’.

If this was a fairytale, true love’s kiss would break the egregious spell holding you captive—but as your lips feverishly met with his, Silver realized he wasn’t your prince; for no prince would so greedily taste your lip-gloss on your teeth while he deepened these incessant kisses.

“Yeah, you’re my fated one, [Name]. Let me show you how I’ve always dreamed of having you.”

#idia shroud #silver twst #idia shroud x reader #silver x reader #silver twst x reader #x reader #gn reader #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #love potion series

[mellowwillowy]

OOC content, angst(?) and fluff(?) idk, you get your warnings.

You were the mage General Lilia cherished after working together for years. How ironic seeing the fae who had once tried to slaughter the village you protected to become the General you stalked beneath the shadow of faes.

In exchange for your great fortitude in facing the General head-on in protecting the village you resided.

It was a routine. To be hidden somewhere away from prying eyes and to tend all the wounded faes the moment they returned from yet another departure. To wrap the bandages around the opened flesh wounds, to chant magic to quicken the healing pace, to ensure that there were no faes threatened by death and to cradle the fearsome General by his face.

“… it seemed like you got yourself into quite the trouble. The previous wound had not even healed completely and it’s torn open again...” Feeling the bloodied flesh, you winced at the sensation of feeling it. “You should have brought me along, that way I can minimize the damage inflicted-”

“No.” He quickly silenced you with a scowl, “Not only are you going to render the humans surprised, but even the faes that are not familiar with you might end up assuming that you should be killed off.”

Unable to retort any further, you showed him one of your rare dejected face, rendering him surprised for you had always been a rather emotionless… human.

“… humans shouldn’t be fighting alongside fae anyway.” Lilia nuzzled himself closer to you, his head shifted on your lap to find a more comfortable position for him to rest, “how about you chant spell on the wound instead of sulking?”

General Lilia most cherished mage, the mage that was hidden beyond prying eyes along with the mage’s flock. The only time he allowed himself to fool himself that it was merely a beneficial relationship and nothing sentimental.

So why was he bawling in tears as he came back to you laying on the bed, edged to death? He had lost enough, he had lost Meleanor in a devastating battle and he had to lose yet another cherished subject?

On the bed was you, lying cold as usual while you were pristine free from wounds. Your attendant could only cry as the humans you had once protected wept along.

Upon meeting the burgundy red slit eyes, you raised your hands to cradle his face as usual, but what erupted from your throat was not an expected farewell.

It was a curse.

“For what Meleanor had caused to me this day, I will return it to her descendant twicefold.”

You tried. You really tried to bring him along to your demise and he posed no struggle. Was it because he knew you couldn’t have done anything or was it because he had long lost his sanity? Stripped from those whom he held dear, he’d be happier if he followed them along no?

General Lilia’s most cherished mage, the Apple to his heart passed away on the same day his Lord did.

He could feel the squeeze of your hands to his throat yet it was only momentarily, abruptly stopped by your whole body falling limp to the curse of a sweet death.

General Lilia’s most cherished mage…

Enrolled into the Academy as a magicless student.

“Like I said!” Lilia halted his step, rendered surprised by the rather familiar voice and smell, “I am a mage, how could you assign me as a magic-less human? Aah~ should I give you a punch first-”

“Woah woah woah, hold your horse you brute!” Crowley immediately held you back by your arms before you could give the Dark Mirror a taste of your fist.

General Lilia’s most cherished mage… appeared right in front of Lilia's eyes. Nothing had changed from the way you looked aside from your behavior.

It took a moment before you noticed him in the room, busying yourself by chatting with the other housewardens.

“Ah?!” you pointed at the old fae, causing him to raise his eyebrows and tilted his head.

General Lilia’s most cherished mage…

An impostor?

He readied himself to strangle you once he proved himself right of you being an impostor. He’d make sure to not be caught doing so and let your body rot on the academy’s front gate.

“Lilia~! Long time no see!” you hopped onto him, arms snaked around his neck, his eyes widened in surprise. Perhaps this impostor tried to trick him? If so, he’d be happier to test the water before he cursed you to death.

“Heh, long time no see, whippersnapper.”

Lilia Vanrouge's most cherished doll.

#Lilia Vanrouge #Meleanor Draconia #TWST #Twisted Wonderland x Reader #Yandere Lilia Vanrouge x reader

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

heyy, maybe prompts 13 and 18 for mindy meeks martin??

‘’Shut up.’’ ‘’Why don't you come over here and make me.’’ + ‘’You have no idea how much I want you.’’

Warnings: smut, masturbation (there was a lot more to the plan, but it was getting too long)

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If you and Mindy were a romance cliché, you would be the roommates trope. Chad liked to make fun of his sister for falling into a cliché when all her life she’s been emphasizing on how different she was.

When your relationship became serious, you and Mindy did some rearrangement to the dorm. You pushed the beds together to make one big bed, tired of having to squeeze into one of the twin beds, and got rid of the shirtless Henry Cavill poster that the previous girl had left there. It was really not your vibe.

A sight left your lips, filling the quiet of the dorm. You had been playing on your switch while Mindy was sitting at her desk, working on her film class assignment. It was due for tomorrow so she really needed to get it done before joining you for your nightly movie. You had started this little routine as a way to unwind and spend time together, as if you didn’t already spend 80% of your day together.

You turned your video game off and called Mindy.

‘’I’m almost finished, babe. I just really need to write about this one aspect that I know will get me a lot of bonus points and then we’ll watch a movie.’’

You liked her cinematic-nerd side, but these assignments were getting longer each time.

Another sigh left your lips and you grabbed your phone, scrolling on social media for a few. Quinn had posted a thirst-trap of herself in a tight dress, either heading to a Tinder date or trying to attract DMs from the male gender.

Taking inspiration from Quinn, you put your phone down and decided to tease your girlfriend.

‘’Mind!’’

‘’I’m almost finished,’’ she repeated, her eyes not quitting her laptop screen. ‘’Give me twenty minutes.’’

‘’Mindy!’’

This time, she peeked a glance at you over her shoulder and groaned, feeling her core tighten when seeing your breasts pulled out of your shirt. ‘’Fuck. How am I supposed to focus on school work now? You know I can’t think straight when I see those.’’ Mindy narrowed her eyes, giving you a pointed look. ‘’Are you trying to sabotage my grades?’’

You gave her your best innocent look. ‘’I’m bored,’’ you said, reaching your hand up to your left breast and rubbing your nipple.

Watching you touch yourself and not being able to join you was torture for Mindy. She wanted to ditch her assignment so badly, but she doubted Mrs. Crane would find your teasing a valid enough reason to not give her a bad mark.

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, groping your other breast and making it even harder for Mindy to resist.

‘’You have no idea how much I want you. I really, really want to suck on those pretty nipples, but I have to resist the temptation and finish this assignment first. Then—’’ Mindy’s face switched, giving you a dark look, her eyes sparkling with mischief. ‘’Oh, I have a lot in mind, my love.’’

Her words sent butterflies to your pussy, making it tingle with excitation.

Instead of being good and patient, you decided to push your teasing a notch further and rid yourself of your skirt and underwear. You parted your legs open and brought one of your hands to your folds, sliding your finger up and down a couple of times, drawing out a sigh of pleasure.

It was evil, but you were in a naughty mood…and craving your girlfriend’s attention.

The soft sounds coming from your mouth caught Mindy’s attention, a curse slipping from her lips at the scene behind her. Might as well call it a personal X-rated live-show.

You raised your head, eyes meeting Mindy’s before you raised it to rub slowly against your clit. ‘’Aah, Mindy.’’

She couldn’t tear her eyes away, watching intently as you now pressed two fingers to your clit, rubbing in hard, fast circles as your other hand pulled at your nipple.

You moaned at your own touch, then dropped your fingers lower and pushed two inside yourself. ‘’Mmh. I wish it was your mouth on my clit and your fingers instead of mine—‘’

‘’Shut up.’’ Her voice sounded deeply frustrated.

A grin crossed your lips. ‘’Why don't you come over here and make me.’’

You didn't need to tell her twice.

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[lixisere777]

Drabble 01: Amidst the cruel morning sun, there's Jungkook who doesn't fail to show his love for you

Wc: 1k

Mentions of: cuddling, lots of kisses, Aladdin live action movie.

Note: I was listening to this song while writing and... my very first drabble aah

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There he was. Lying down in the most vulnerable state of humanity. Next to you, without a care in the world. The cramped space on the couch allowed you to be squeezed next to him like a clingy teddy bear. You gazed upon his figure, captivated by the mole beneath his lip.

You probably lost count of how many times you'd lost to its allure. Recalling the moment in the first stages of your relationship where Jungkook pointed out your fixation on the space beneath his lips — instead of his lips where he needed you most. At that moment he failed to tell you how much he adorned that action. How much it made his heart flutter every time your eyes trailed back to that same spot.

You gently stroked his cheek with your thumb, admiring him in the midst of the fog that was your mind. You couldn't help but reach out to his hair, stroking it gently before tucking it behind his ear.

However a furrowed brow meets your efforts, his lips formed into a pout. What was a brief moment, felt like an eternity of life potion for you — he's so cute. The impulse to elicit another reaction from him led you to tuck another strand of hair behind his ear, but the comfort had taken over.

The thumb that was stroking the scar of his cheek, slowly made its way to his nose. Tracing its outlines. Then it moved its way towards the outlines of his lips. Your thumb unconsciously stops right beneath his lips. On the mole you admired so much.

The strong need to kiss him and express your love to him filled your whole body with fervor. You needed to get those emotions out or else you'd have the feeling you'd burst from inside.

Propped on your elbow with your back against the backrest, you leaned forward to kiss the tip of his nose, a whispered "I love you" coming out of your mouth.

And again — "I love you" — as you kissed the new lines between his eyebrows. And the room overfloods with your confessions of love towards the unknowing boy. His face being lathered with kisses with each unoriginal confession.

To fate's decision, the last feathering kiss on his pouted lips brought the boy back from his seemingly euphoric dreamstate. You noticed this by the pressure of his lips against yours.

You pulled away, greeting him with a smile as if you weren't just admiring him for an hour. You noticed the way he tried to open his eyes, but he closed them too soon in discontent of the light spilling its way through the white curtains of his livingroom.

You chuckled to yourself, hovering your flat hand above his face. Blocking the sun from hitting his eyes. The gesture didn't make him open his eyes, but it did relieve the clenching of his eyelids. Instead of opening his eyes like you expected him to, he grabbed your hand and kissed it. His pouts never leave his face.

"More kisses?" Jungkook spoke in his raspy morning voice. His throat feeling too sore to whisper. You chuckled at the intensity of his voice that louded such a sweet comment.

"Hmm, depends. Do you love me too?" You teased. Curious to know if he heard your uncountable amount of love confessions.

To your surprise, he gathered the energy to roll you over on your back and clash his body on top of yours. Echoing your previous gesture. Dozens of love confessions spilled from his mouth as his lips roamed all over your face. Laughter bubbled up: no one in the world could make you feel as loved as Jeon Jungkook does.

As his kisses slowed, you cupped his face with both your hands and met his gaze with a gentle kiss on his lips. Making him finally open his eyes and look at you.

"My sleepy baby" you said, pouting at how adorable he looked with his messy hair, swollen lips and his big bambi eyes staring back at you.

He didn't respond, nuzzling his nose into your neck and inhaling your scent. Something he claimed he never did consciously. "It's like my brain needs to smell you to be able to make serotonin" — he confessed one day.

"Jeongguk..., I have to get up" you whine. Trying to peel his sultry lips off of your neck.

"You fell asleep again," he mutters a reply against your neck, ignoring your complaints.

You want nothing more than to stay in his arms. Having fallen asleep on the couch together after putting on Aladdin. Even though you were in his arms all night, you weren't conscious for most of it to properly enjoy his presence and fill your unsatisfactory need to be with him all the time.

"I know I'm sorry..." you pout in an attempt to swoon him with your charms and make sure he's not upset with you for missing half of the movie. But how could he ever be upset with you? If only you knew how long he was staring at you before he fell asleep at the sight of you nuzzling up to him.

He just smiles, finally climbing out of the depths of your neck - showing off his bunny teeth. "Don't be, I enjoyed watching you sleep" you blush, hiding your face from him, feeling embarrassed.

"Baby... you were watching me sleep too. What's wrong with me watching you sleep?" His words sent your face into a deeper shade of crimson and your heart into a frenzy.

"Y-you were awake?" You hate that you stutter. But despite your embarrassment of being caught red-handed, your cheeks are aglow with excitement. In a moment where you thought to be alone; admiring the piece of art that was carefully crafted in front of you, he was aware of how stupidly in love you were with him.

"Hmm, why yes? Your touch is so gentle, baby," he continues teasing you, trailing kisses down your jawline. He throws his head back, laughing at the way your body reacts to him.

You were speechless, but that doesn't prevent you from wishing you were on your own again, to admire him uninterrupted.

#jungkook drabble #jungkook fluff #jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook × reader #jungkook headcanons #jungkook imagine #jungkook smut #jungkook x oc #bts jungkook #bts #bts imagines #amidst!series #jeongguk

[vitamin-cunt]

Shh! | CEO! Katsuki Bakugou x Assistant! Reader

A/N: GN reader, they/them pronouns (if any), dom reader, sub Bakugou, CEO/Assistant relationship (though not in the way you’d think), almost getting caught, implied blackmail(???), implied exhibitionism.

“I told you to shut that fucking mouth.”

Your harsh, commanding words could only be heard by none other than the Pro Hero Dyna-Might, who was squirming in his seat, praying to god no one could hear his soft sobs through his office door.

No one but you, anyway.

“Fu-UCK, fuckkkk, ahhh- Hhhh~” he gasped, arching back in his seat, letting his tie hang to the side, his dress shirt conveniently tight enough to show those cute little nipples pressing through. He rolled his hips, and that fat cock, right into your hand.

You didn’t even have to try.

It was pathetic, really.

Your hand was stroking him sharply and mercilessly while you looked down at him, almost disgusted.

You leaned down, your cherry glossed lips resting against his equally red ear. “You know what happens when I have to repeat myself, right?” You whispered, squeezing his tip harder, thankfully using the blunt part of your fingers. You were trying to remind him, trying to convey to him that the pain you would inflict would not be pleasant.

But perhaps it was you who needed reminding. Reminding that Katsuki Bakugou, #2 Pro Hero, and famously sought after-

-was a whore, through and through.

A whore for pain, specifically.

So, he welcomed the harsh squeeze of his leaking tip with a shaky gasp and another stream of pre that was honestly more of a burden for you than anything. He gripped the sides of his chair, face hot, and muscles flexing with all their might to prevent him from cumming so fucking quickly.

He knew he had a meeting in a few minutes, but-

“Who’s gonna clean up your mess, Mr. CEO?”

You know what, fuck that meeting.

He fucked his mess of a cock into your stupidly skilled hands, fuck, your hands felt too good-

“Shi-iiitt, m-me, I’ll clean- fu-fuckkkk!”

Katsuki Bakugou was in complete agreement with the situation, he liked the situation. He liked giving up his control to someone who shouldn’t even have had it in the first place.

He likes to think back to the day you’d walked in on him moaning and writhing in that very office, in the very seat, to a clip of someone repeating ‘you disgust me’ over and over again.

No one would have believed you that Dyna-Might was secretly a masochist.

Good thing you’d remembered to record.

Better thing that he liked being recorded. That he liked playing Russian roulette with his career, that he was welcoming of risks.

Suddenly, there was a knocking at his office door, accompanied by the jiggling of his locked doorknob.

Fuck, that meeting!

“Oh, don’t come in, I’ve got something top secret with me right now.” You call out to whoever was behind his door.

“…top secret?” It was his agent. He liked that she was always on top of things, but fuck, if that wasn’t pissing him off right then.

“Yes, and it’ll be a catastrophe if it were to fall into the wrong hands.” You say, making sure to squeeze the base of his cock harder as you speak.

“Oh no! It sounds quite serious!”

“Quite.”

“W-well, I’ll make sure not to waste your time any further, then! There’s a executive’s meeting, but Dyna-Might isn’t anywhere to be seen…have you seen him?”

“Have I seen, him?” You ask, your strokes becoming quicker and sharper, nails grazing him without a thought. “Oh, yes, he’s right here with me, working on this top secret something. Say hi to your agent, Dyna-Might….”

“Ha- aah- f-fuck off!” He gasped, hips stuttering brokenly.

“Dyna-Might! The executives are looking for you! Are you alright?”

“Yes, just- mmmnh- I’m fucking busy, okay!?” He was practically fucking your hand, fist against his lips and head tilted down. “C-come back later,” he practically whined.

Your other hand grazed the inside of his thigh through his pants. “You’re tense, Mr. CEO. Don’t let her hear that.” You look toward his door. “You know what, you’ll get your CEO, very soon.”

The agent seemed to like the sound of this because her voice immediately perked up. “Really? How long are we talking?”

You suddenly take the hand on his thigh and move it toward his chest, squeezing his nipple as you stroke him with everything you had.

“AHHH- MMM- fucckkkk-” This felt so good, this felt so good, fuckfuckfuckfuckkk….

“Shh…” you simply say to him before pressing your lips against his.

That was it.

He came, spurting white hot ropes of cum onto your hand, body trembling, and eyes teary. He moaned shamelessly against your lips, because who would hear him?

“E-excuse me, when will Dyna-Might make an appearance?”

“He just finished.”

#thirst #Sub Katsuki #sub BNHA #dom reader #sub character #sub boy #sub bakugou

[wannaeatramyeon]

hi ramen as u already know i am absolutely obsessed with ur writing 😩😩 can i request some kwak jibeom hcs mayhaps? maybe a lil meet-cute with reader? i will happily consume any and all crumbs for him

Hey Michelle! TYSM FOR READING. Goddamn Jibeom, this mystery man. tbh your fic of him has started to make me think oh, this guy is interesting. So...

Kwak Jibeom x Reader: Strangers to Lovers hc

Jibeom tends to get overlooked when it comes to his brothers.

Jichang is the eldest, and being the eldest comes with respect. People naturally defer to him. It's only fair, Jibeom reasons, he's the default head of the family.

And Jihan. Well. That kid has brains for days. He's clever and strong and handsome, a triple threat. Jibeom cannot be more proud of him.

So yeah, he tends to get overlooked. He doesn't hold it against them, he loves his bros. It's them against the world.

Not much happens in the countryside, and your arrival comes with a bigger upheaval and more mutterings than usual. You're sweet and pretty and smart, apparently. The ajummas and ahjussis gossip, even his brothers are interested.

You arrive, and Jibeom finds that the rumours are true.

When you take a part-time job at the apiary, you grow close. All your attention is on Jibeom. It's strange but not unwelcome, the middle-child is usually forgotten.

He teaches you how to handle the bees without being stung, and you both learn more about one another.

Similar to Jibeom, you had moved from Seoul. Your parents wanted a more peaceful life. Jibeom doesn't tell you his own reasons for moving, but you both lament how much quieter it is here. So much less for teenagers to do, you whine.

Jibeom proves you wrong.

He takes you lakeside fishing with his brothers, you at first hesitant and shy. You soon open up as they treat you as one of the family. You squeal at touching scales and fins.

Jibeom leads you walking through old folk villages, both ooh-ing and aah-ing at remnants of the lives that used to be here.

Carries your bag as you hike through trails together, holding his arms out ready to catch you when jumping across streams.

Both watching the villagers tend to the dairy cows, Jibeom starts to share his and his brother's past. You're surprised, but you don't flinch away.

People deserve second chances, and the Kwaks have been nothing but wonderful to you.

You tease his terrible fashion sense walking through bamboo forests, saying he would never be allowed back in Seoul again as he laughs alongside you.

He first takes your hand at dusk as you roam between green tea fields and the fireflies light the path.

And finally, lying under the stars where they shine ever bright without having to compete with the artifical lights of Seoul, Jibeom kisses you.

Bonus Jibeom relationship hc

Absolutely worships the ground you walk on, and will go to the ends of the earth to ensure you're happy.

But no, you can't take his purple camo shorts from him. If you love him, you love all of him. Hideous fashion sense included.

Seriously, a big teddy bear. Nothing is better than lying your head on his chest.

A bad day? He will hold you in his arms and stroke your hair until your worries are soothed.

People-pleasing middle-child syndrome. He is used to keeping the status quo.

Takes a while for him to truly open up when something is bothering him due to not wanting to rock the boat. But he knows that he can work through anything with you.

#i dont think it has been explicitly said hes the middle child. anyway #i tried to research chungcheong specifically. it was unsuccessful #ptj taking too long with canon crumbs so im dropping a lotta shit here #lookism #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #lookism hc #lookism fic #lookism x reader #kwak jibeom #kwak jibeom x reader #wannaeatramyeon

[enstarriedownbad]

Ritsu Sakuma x F!reader

‼️Minors DNI

Genre: smut

Tags: morning, breeding, established relationships, dom!Ritsu

Plot: As you two wake up in Ritsu's bed, your boyfriend desires you first thing in the morning and decides to knock you up.

Words: 1,450

DAY 15 OF Enstars x Reader NSFW month - Ritsu Sakuma

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Last night was... disappointing to say the least. The two of you had gotten undressed, bought a bunch of condoms, and had gotten in the mood, only for Ritsu to fall asleep before anything could happen. But, you know that he couldn't help it. He, who usually lives at night, must have been exhausted since he went straight into a deep sleep in the middle of the evening.

It's now past sunrise, and the first rays of light are hitting your face through the window. You find yourself still naked, held by Ritsu's arms, who still wouldn't let go of you after he had randomly fallen asleep. Your two bare skins are in contact, warmed by each other's body heat as well as the sheets recovering you. You feel safe in his arms. He smells so good. You wouldn't trade this peaceful moment for anything.

You notice Ritsu's bangs are covering his face. Gently, you move a few strands away from his eyes. His hair is so soft. You can't help but play a bit with it before putting it behind his ear.

At the touch of your fingers, Ritsu slowly opens his eyes.

"Mhh?... Y/N... Good morning~" he greets you with his sleepy voice.

His morning voice doesn't leave you indifferent. You feel butterflies in your stomach. He sounds both hot and cute at the same time.

"Good morning Ritsu~ Did you sleep well?" you ask him while kissing his forehead.

When leaning in for a cheek kiss, you notice his boner.

"Yea~ I had a nice drea-" he stops.

That's when he notices that you've been staring at his morning wood.

"...Wait," he says.

After scanning you from head to toe, he finally realizes that you're both still naked from last night's unfinished session.

"Oh," he says as he finally connects the dots. "Sorry for falling asleep..." he apologizes while scratching the back of his hair.

"It's fine, you must have been tired, since you're usually nocturnal," you reply while softly caressing his skin.

"Mmh..."

"What is it?", you ask.

"I don't feel like sleeping in the morning if I see you naked in my bed like right now," he says while staring at your tits.

You blush at his comment and cover your chest out of reflex.

"Y/N~..."

"Yes?"

He suddenly lets go of his embrace and gets on top of you, throwing the sheets that were covering you on the floor in the heat of the moment.

Ritsu takes his sweet time devouring you with his eyes, trying to plan this out. Didn't he just wake up?

"Should we continue what we were doing last night?~" he asks you while looking at you with passionate lust.

Your boyfriend looks so aroused already: his cock is already twitching, it's even slightly bigger than when you looked at it a minute ago; he wants you.

"Yes sure~" you reply.

Without further ado, Ritsu starts showering you with kisses, starting from your neck, to the middle of your boobs, and he finally kisses you all the way down to your belly button. Since it's a sensitive part, you feel butterflies once again when he puts his soft lips on it.

"Ah~", you let out from the pleasure.

Your man heard that moan well. Ritsu begins teasing you a little bit. He blows some air in there while stroking the side of your stomach. He licks the skin around it, making you beg for more.

"Ritsu... Mnh... More please", you request him.

He finally goes all in and puts his tongue inside your navel. It feels like pure bliss and excitement going down your spine. Even though neither your clit nor your folds are being stimulated, his tongue licking that spot makes you feel so good.

"A-aah Ritsu~" you whimper with happiness.

You feel your climax approaching as your body gets hotter and hotter.

However Ritsu has other plans. He slowly backs off from your stomach and goes back to staring at it after sending you a long lustful gaze.

"... Rits--"

"You know," he cuts you off, "I'd love to see that stomach get bigger thanks to me~..."

"D-does that mean you...?" you ask, surprised.

"Yea. I kinda wanna breed you~" he replies while licking his lips.

You had already made love together, but it was always protected so far. Nonetheless, his confession makes you discover a new side of yourself. Of course that you would want your stomach to be filled up with your boyfriend's loads.

"Then breed me~" you reply without a second thought.

"Get ready to bare my kids~" he says as he slides his tip inside of your slit right after the end of your sentence.

His cock feels so good. It's thick enough for you to tell that your walls have completely spread to take him in.

"Ah-- Ritsu~" you moan.

Your noises making him hungry for more, he manages to fit more of his cock inside. You contain yourself from having an orgasm when he reaches your cervix. But he suddenly holds you by the hips, and pulls your body closer to him, making sure that his dick is hitting your absolute end. That way, your pussy has no choice but to swallow his seeds. The touch and pressure of his hands on your skin as well as his cock pressing against your insides without any protection is too much for you to handle. After all, he was already stimulating you with your belly button just a few minutes ago.

"R-Ritsu, I...~"

You can't keep it anymore and cum on his dick. Your love juices release on his cock as you moan in pleasure.

You feel Ritsu getting harder, certainly turned on by you cumming just by being penetrated.

"I promise I'll make you cum even harder~" he declares.

He starts thrusting into you while keeping a hold on your hips. His thrusts are nice and deep. He could go harder if he wanted to but he's just getting started. Nonetheless, he makes sure that his cock is pressing at your farthest spot every time he goes back for more.

"Y/N~..." he moans while looking at you with his bright red eyes.

You can't help but feel yourself losing it. You want that man to breed you so bad.

As if he heard your thoughts, your lover fastens up the pace and begins pounding your pussy. Him suddenly going so rough is making you fall harder for him. It's not every day that you see Ritsu acting so dominant. And right now, he's showing this side of him to you and you only. It goes without saying that you are going to let him fuck the heck out of you today.

"Ritsu, I-I love you...!" you moan in between two breaths.

"I love you too, Y/N..." he says in a soft voice.

Your two genitals are making the sluttiest noises. It's as if your bodies were longing for the day they could finally fuck each other with no protection.

Ritsu is blushing like crazy.

"Anh~ Y/N...!" he moans.

You feel his dick getting hotter and hotter by the second, he needs to release his loads into you soon.

Ritsu tightens his grab onto your hips and gives it one last thrust. His hard dick is twitching against your cervix.

"Bare my children...!" he moans as he cums inside your pussy.

His sperm is filling up your womb. The warmth of his seeds doesn't leave your body as he's still shooting more and more of his loads inside of you.

You feel your stomach getting bigger from his thick cum. The sensation of his semen filling you makes you cum for the second time.

"Hah... Y/N... Take it... all~" he moans while still in the middle of his orgasm.

"I'll carry... your offspring...!" you desperately moan as you release more love juices.

Your eyes are locked on your stomach bulging from all the cum he's leaving inside of you. You two are so turned on by it that your orgasms last even longer.

"Y/N~..."

The look on Ritsu's face as he's impregnating you is such a sight. He's holding you firmly but with care, his eyes are half-closed from the pleasure, and his voice is only moaning for you.

Ritsu lessens the pressure he had on your hips and looks at your stomach with pride.

You thought this was the end for today's breeding session but...

Your boyfriend continues ramming onto you all morning until he is sure he has impregnated you. If it weren't for Mao ringing on the Sakuma's interphone, Ritsu would have not stopped cumming inside of you even though your womb is already full.

Guess who's finally joining the enstars breeding cult 🙌

Bruh ngl I lost all motivation to write

#esxreadernsfwmonth2023 #nsft es!! #enstars thirsts #enstars x you #enstars x reader smut #enstars smut #enstars x female reader #enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars x y/n #ensemble stars smut #ritsu sakuma smut #ritsu sakuma x reader

[rnisa]

Light and L on a sleepover with their s/o? 🥺♥️

This is so cute and wholesome eeep! I'm assuming this is meant to be separate? Just let me know!~ I'm not sure during what time you wanted Light's part to be in, since he changes so dramatically throughout the show. So I'm writing this when he enters college. He's still a mass murderer but he's still very much human by this point in the story so it just made more sense to me. I was assuming you wanted something more on the wholesome side ahaha. I hope that's okay! If you wanted something darker feel free to ask again with Light after L dies.

L and Light on a Sleepover with Their S/O

˖ ⁺ .︶꒷꒦︶︶꒷꒦︶︶꒷꒦˖ ⁺ .

Light Yagami

★ Light actually didn't want you to sleep over at his home - it's not that he didn't want you there, it's moreso he was worried about what his family would think.

★ Sayu would eavesdrop and "ooh", and "aah", and give their mom a play-by-play of what she could hear happening.

★ Mama Yagami wasn't particularly happy with it... sure, she liked you, a lot! She was actually counting the days for when you'd become Light's partner, his first serious real relationship. However...like any parent, she just didn't like the thought of her kid doing anything like that! Despite being a grown man, she would still baby him.

★ One day, you were over Light's house and spent several hours there. Playing video games was your treat after you did good on the mini-quiz he gave you after helping you to study.

★ The two of you sat on his bed - which made you nervous, despite dating for a few months, you were still too ne - and listened to the rain as you watched a cheesy crime show.

★ You were supposed to leave by the time it got dark, however the gentle rain turned into a horribly loud and destructive storm, and it was no longer safe for you to sleep over. Light was happy about this, in a way, because now you had no choice but to stay over. Sayu and his mom couldn't tease him about you sleeping over if you're literally forced to be there, right?

★ He's amused by you being scared of the weather, and happily plays the tough boyfriend role. He tells you it's nothing, but lets you snuggle up to him nonetheless.

★ Light uses this to his advantage for you to get more comfortable with him physically, because he wants nothing more than for you to be all over him.

★ Naturally, when it's time for bed you use the guest room (do they have one? I'unno, but for story purposes I'm saying they do). You clean up, and borrow one of his t-shirts to use as nightwear.

★ Light knew you'd come crawling to his door once everyone was asleep - the lightning was just too scary for you alone in that room by yourself. He smirks when he hears his door creek, you sheepishly standing there and complaining that you can't sleep.

★ And that's the first time you spend the night together! Now if you're DTF then Light absolutely is. He wouldn't instigate or push anything, but he would gauge how you feel about it and take it from there. lmk if you want a nsfw continuation 👀

L Lawliet

★ L loves having you around, even if you aren't actively talking or doing anything together, he just enjoys your presence.

★ Even though this literal Neanderthal has no problems sitting on a cold harsh ground and getting little to no sleep, you don't want that...always.

★ While L works on the Kira case, you seem to bring a new pillow and/or blanket to the room each day. Eventually, these things pile up, along with other soft and squishy things...like oversized stuffed animals from Costco. Pretty soon, you have an actual pillow fort in the room where he works.

★ Sleepovers with L were not only common, but practically a necessity. It's just expected by this point; while he works, he expects you to be there. If you aren't, he's a bit bummed out about it but won't take it too personally.

★ L doesn't really get much sleep. It's nice of you to try and coax him into bed, but if he is really busy working, it's best not to harass him too much.

★ He will eventually join you in the floor/pillow fort; typically for a power nap, or a two-to-three-hour rest.

★ L likes to ask you questions, get your opinions on a case as he's working on them. Eventually throughout the nights, you stop responding to his questions and he realizes you've gone to bed. This is one of the few times he will get up, and either cover you if it's cold, or rearrange you if you're in an uncomfortable position (such as your neck being crooked in a way that would hurt when you woke up)

★ Some nights, things are more calm, and L finds himself having more free time to spend with you. These nights are your favorite. They're filled with relaxing fun. You and L share your thoughts and have the deepest conversations, the kinds that don't make you feel alone anymore.

#death note #light yagami x reader #l lawliet x reader #light yagami #light death note #l death note #l x reader #light x reader #dn light #dn l #dn headcanons #death note headcanons #death note x reader

[crystallizsch]

Hi!!! Feel free to tell me if this is asking too much on the twst ask game but…

2, 8, and 10 for both? Or maybe just Yuusha?

Sorry, I couldn’t narrow down! 😩 I love learning about interpersonal relationships, but I also really wanted to know about which dorm your Yuus would go to if they weren’t in Rmashackle! I’m pretty sure I know where Yuusha would go though lmao 👀

AAH HI HI! this took a while i had a lot of fun writing about it haha thank you so much!! qwq

also this isn't too much at all, there's no limit! (it'll only take me a while longer to answer depending on how many >.< but i wouldn't be against it)

and i answered for both of them because they're all really fun questions! i'm a sucker for interpersonal relationships too, character dynamics are really fun to explore and play around with!

(for #2: technically for both of them, their closest platonic friends would be grim, ace, and deuce because they've been there with them since the beginning. malleus would also be a runner up canonically but that's somewhat boring so the they are immediately disqualified.) (for #8: both of them dislike crowley the most so also automatic disqualification. (i’m not a crowley hater, it’s just funny in-universe 😭) i’m going to stick with the main boys and ignore the staff and other characters.)

━━━━✦ Yuusha

2) Who is your OC’s closest platonic friend?

(they haven't seen each other in less than a day)

Yuusha's closest platonic friend would be Kalim.

They had an IMMEDIATE bond because of Kalim's friendliness and openness which is something Yuu had barely seen in the time she had been in NRC. It was a breath of fresh air. Of course, at first, she was skeptical (especially following that whole Scarabia fiasco), but they naturally gravitated toward one another and just heavily clicked in a purely platonic sense.

Food and gifts definitely seem to be their love language towards one another. And on top of that, they just love to hang out to have fun. Yuusha never gets tired of Kalim. And they seem to be very close with one another to the point you'd think they were dating.

(i need to draw their dynamic more oml)

It helped that Yuusha tends to be very affectionate towards her close friends. She can be very touchy and overall not afraid to show how she feels about people. However, she only sees all of her relationships as platonic (that is until the one(tm) cough Jamil cough can manage to click her heart a certain way) (if Yuusha and Jamil just decided to stay friends instead, Jamil would be her closest but I digress).

8) Is there a character your OC doesn’t like, if so why?

The twins. Yuusha doesn't necessarily consider it as a hate/dislike of them because she still manages to tolerate them; it's more that she doesn't trust them fully.

She finds it hard to read them and predict their next move. And that sometimes scares her. If there's anything that she fears the most is the idea of being used and taken advantage of. It is humiliating and downright degrading. It tells her that she was wrong about people and that she was too trusting. And that's something she hates having to accept.

And Yuu knows the twins are fully capable of that without remorse, so she believes that she always has to watch herself around them, making sure she always stays on whatever their "good side" may be. At least Azul seems to be straightforward with what he wants from other people, but with the twins, it'll always feel like a wild guess.

10) What dorm would your OC be sorted into besides their current one?

hndsjfdlk you're right, Yuusha would be in Scarabia

If Yuusha were asked this question, she would think that she would be sorted into Pomefiore because of its spirit of tenacity. She's always determined to work on bettering herself and doesn't like to settle with the bare minimum. It wouldn't be her first choice but that's what she would think.

But really Yuusha embodies more of Scarabia's spirit of mindfulness. Yuusha is mindful in an empathetic sense, and that trait of hers is more outwardly apparent.

She's pretty in tune with everyone's feelings which helps her to understand people better. And that also helps her to navigate her way around dealing with everyone.

If it benefits her, she would take advantage of people's feelings and emotions. It is usually not out of malice or selfishness, however. Yuusha will only do it if she thinks it will lead to the best outcome. Not that she would always be right.

━━━━✦ Yuuna

2) Who is your OC’s closest platonic friend?

Yuuna’s closest platonic friend would be Riddle.

In general, Yuuna had grown a particular fondness for the Heartslabyul gang, and this was also especially apparent to Riddle. Despite being the first overblot Yuuna had witnessed, Riddle had grown on Yuuna and vice versa.

The two looked to be an unlikely pair—the hot-headed, abides-by-the-rules, powerful housewarden and the soft-spoken yet chaotic, magicless prefect.

It started with Riddle helping Yuuna study as a favor (and a thanks) for being the ones who were there during his overblot. But the study sessions turned into "hangouts" in the library, and it eventually transitioned outside—invitations to unbirthday parties, croquet, showing them the hedgehogs, etc. They also found things in common with one another, one of them being liking sweets.

Yuuna seems to have become Riddle's first real friend outside of Trey and Che'nya, helping him out of his comfort zone and let his inner child out once in a while. (also a bit of one-sided, unrequited crush from Riddle???)

8) Is there a character your OC doesn’t like, if so why?

There isn’t necessarily a character that Yuuna dislikes because they have grown somewhat attached to everyone.

However, if they were to consider someone who they liked the LEAST, it would be Sebek.

Sebek took the longest for Yuuna to get used to because, at first, they thought he was loud and condescending.

If there was anything Yuuna really hated, it would be being underestimated and treated as someone who is less than. And Sebek was the someone who would actually verbalize that, aggressively even.

But outside of Sebek's fanboyish tendencies, Yuu found his more genuine side once they managed to get to know him a bit better.

10) What dorm would your OC be sorted into besides their current one?

Yuuna would be sorted into Savanaclaw because of the dorm's spirit of persistence.

At first when I looked at Yuuna I was like, "oh they'd definitely be in Heartslabyul because I'd love that for them" considering their main squad is the Heartslabyul boys. Yuuna would think the same for themself.

But when I thought about it more, they would not be sorted into Heartslabyul at all because having some sort of strict code of conduct is not a defining thing about them.

Yuuna's physique and disposition is against Savanaclaw's stereotype of having the jock-types. They're not even very athletic, but they make up for it somewhat by being a competitive sort.

It's clear though that the dorm's spirit of persistence shows in Yuuna being the type to be adamant to achieve whatever they have to and not letting obstacles hinder them. They also have that loyal spirit that is akin to being part of a pack.

Also a little bonus, if Yuuna was a beastman, they'd be a rabbit :3

asks open!! (twst oc questionnaire)

#i am brainrotting oml #[— #twst yuu #twst grim #kalim al asim #jade leech #floyd leech #riddle rosehearts #sebek zigvolt #★'-my-art #✦'-asks #✧'-ask-game #twst #twisted wonderland #twst art #(💜) yuusha #(🩷) yuuna #—]

[brisquad-unit-4402]

Congrants on the 100 followers 4402!!! You deserve much more for your amazing writing<3

For the event, can i request 28. princess carry with ikey? If im not wrong, he already said he likes being carried like a princess!!

So maybe after a day out w him he starts complaining about how his feet hurt from wearing heels for such a long time and reader just starts carrying him like the princess he is

thank you for the compliment, i appreciate it!

kyaaaa… does anyone else’s heart lurch and jump and do a sick dance move when they think about being swept off their feet and carried like a princess or is it just me… i’m doing research, like, totally…!

tags: established relationship, fluff, gender neutral reader

#100 followers for 4402 - 28. princess carry

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“Isn’t it beautiful?” You hold Ike’s hand within your own as the ocean waves lap along the shore. It’s a peaceful beach, with sloping sands and sprouted grass right where you stand, dividing the sand and the stable dirt under your feet. “I discovered it a while ago. It’s hard to find, so people don’t usually visit here, even though it’s so calm. It’s for just the two of us.”

“It is. I love it,” Ike says. He looks contented, but his eyes drift to his shoes. “It’s just that, when you said we were going to the beach, I thought you meant the side with the boardwalk.”

“Oh. Right.” You forgot. Ike usually wears boots with a high heel. Stilettos and sand are sworn enemies.

“Um, don’t worry! I’ll figure something out.”

“But how? You’ll sink.”

“Yeah… You have a point, I guess.” He sours. “My feet kind of hurt from all the walking, too.”

“They do?”

“It’s fine. I’ll manage.”

“But I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“It’s not the first time, and definitely won’t be the last. I’m used to it. It’s not that bad after so long, but still, the sand is going to be a problem – aah!”

Ike’s thought gets cut off as you squat, swing your arm under his legs, and gather him all up in a bundle. In his surprise, he grabbed the first thing his hands landed on – your shoulder – and your hands support him as you hold him gingerly.

He sputters, so small in your arms. “R-Reader! What are you – did you seriously just –“

“You said it yourself, the sand’s a problem, right?”

You readjust. Ike clings to your neck as he bounces once in your grasp, and shoves his head along your shoulder and out of sight. “How can you even carry me?”

You step forward to where the beach starts with a playful grin. “I’m much stronger than I look.”

Your shoes meet the doughy sand at a lower level than the grass. A short breath frosts down the scruff of your neck while you jump down and Ike buries himself closer to you. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see his ears glow red between the gold earrings.

“Look at me, princess?”

Ike shoots up at the pet name, and sure enough, the rest of his face glows in the same blush all the way down to his neck. He doesn’t even want to fight how that name runs straight through his veins and into his heart. He’s too set in your arms to resist.

He melts like a sigh as you hold him higher. Ike tastes like ocean against your lips.

The sticky, salty air glues his mouth to yours for a blink longer than intended. “Let me treat you like royalty,” you murmur.

Ike nods, transfixed.

For Ike, you are eternal. Your face is every reflection off the bubbling sea and every sparkle shed by the sun. To be held like this is enough. The kiss is enough. You are enough. The minutes pass but the world is stuck in a selfish pause, and he replays all your love on loop.

For you, he is loyal and love, and you know he is too precious to last another moment like this. The second goes by. You let it go.

So you hoot and holler, the quiet broken, and he squeaks in response as you run along the shore. “Incoming, please make way for Your Royal Highness, the lovely Princess Ike!”

Your princess cracks into songbird chirps and a red-faced smile. “What are you doing, there’s no one around!”

“Sorry, can’t hear you, too busy spreading the good word of my beloved princess.” You stop to stare at the ocean. The seafoam rises and falls flat against itself, and rustles out the music of the waves as the whitewater dies out on the wet sand. “YO, OCEAN, YOU’RE NOTHING COMPARED TO MY IKEY!”

You spin around, and his earrings swing with the motion. Ike squeals. The sea breeze picks up a spray of water that flicks against your faces, but his laughter is high-pitched and uncontrollable, and persists even when the saltwater gets in his mouth.

Bubbly like the ocean backdrop, but he’s far more breathtaking than the beach could ever be. Especially at this angle, where his eyes can barely stay open because he’s smiling so wide, and the tousled ends of his hair matches the bottle-blue waves behind him, and he is so close that his giggles breathe life back at you. Your hands are flush along his back where they belong. The sandy grasp treasures the tide.

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[gou-jo]

truth or dare gone wrong

characters: luca kaneshiro, shu yamino

summary: you and your boyfriend are invited to the party then your friends decided to play a truth or dare. you decided to rile him up during the game, wanna see the “unhinged” side of your boyfriend (and he immediately realizes your intention too and decides to play along).

warnings: dom! luca, dom! shu, female-bodied reader, nsfw, suggestive themes, consensual acts.

a/n: i just want to indulge myself since people seem to rarely write about vtubers? well, just let me have my fun here by writing my own stories lmao. anyway, english is not my first language, excuse for some grammar mistakes. i actually was about to make shoto too, but... I FORGOT THE PROMPT KSKSKSK. gonna write it when i remember.

luca kaneshiro.

you and luca arrived quite early into the party and you two immediately mingle with your friends, asking for their well-being.

some of your friends are playing games and video games like mario cart, twister, uno, monopoly, etc. while some of the others are just talking, drinking, or karaoke-ing.

luca went to joining finana, pomu, shu, and sonny. playing a little prank by jumpscaring the girls.

you decided to just talk with uki, fulgur, vox, enna, and nina.

alban: “hey, let’s go play truth or dare! who’s in?!”

he shouted using mic that is supposed to be used for karaoke. but oh well, it got everyone’s attention.

you, luca, fulgur, vox, mysta, enna, finana, alban, nina, pomu decided to join the game. the others gonna watch and capturing your embarrassing moments.

all of you have done from the least to the most embarrassing things that can be done there.

the alcohol in your systems help you with that too.

feeling a lil bit naughty, you decided to just glomp onto your boyfriend’s lap, sitting there comfortably and once in a while wiggling your hips to make yourself more comfortable.

not for luca though, you keep pressing on him like that. he’s suffering.

again, the alcohol inside your (you and your friends’) system surely help.

luca groans quietly right near your ear, making you shudder in wants.

wiggle your hips more, just for more friction.

he decides to hold you down in a tight grip with his arm.

“do that again and you gonna pay for your action.”

luca might seems so bubbly and innocent most of the time, but when you rile him up fyuuuh say hello to the mafia.

you ended up ignoring his warning.

“guys, i think y/n and me gonna go home now. she’s drunk.”

and with that, you two immediately went back home.

“Aah! L, Luca.. no more..” You moaned meekly, unable to break free from his tight grip that gathers both of your hands above your head. He keeps pounding onto you, setting on a rough pace without giving you any break. You can’t even remember how many time you’ve came—all you know is that your body is so sensitive under his touch, probably from the alcohol you’ve drank before.

“One more, babe. You should’ve know the consequences of your action.”

shu yamino.

oof, this sorcerer, where do we start?

you two are invited to luca’s birthday party and decided to go there together.

after you mingle with your friends and give present to the birthday boy, you decide to go for a drink or two.

you were sipping your beer when you heard luca suddenly called all of you to gather and play truth or dare with him.

you are about to refuse his idea (heck, shu is here and you don’t want to embarrass yourself? both of you are still in the early stage of relationship).

the birthday boy can only whined at you and beg you to join them.

you sighed, “your wish is my command, boss.” and luca laughed at your remarks.

actually, you and luca has been close friends for long, you were gym buddies too before you finally stop going and decide to just do it at your own house.

no one knows about this, including shu. but you and luca didn’t think too much of it and didn’t feel the need to share the info too.

it’s all fun until the game is getting more and more unseiso.

one time, you decide to choose truth, you don’t want to do an unseiso dare.

your friends booing you for not having the balls to do some dare, after all if the dare is an unseiso one, it’s gonna be a win-win for you and shu?

finana: “okay! i know what to ask. so, is there anyone in this room that have seen your beauty marks, birthmarks, or even tattoo that is hidden in places that only you can see? if there is, tell us who is it?”

you do actually have a small tattoo on your ribs, right under your breast and a mole on your cleavage.

those two are pretty well hidden since you have never wear revealing clothes before, even when you are alone with your boyfriend.

the question finana asked was actually a trap question for both you and shu.

your friends are starting to glance between you and shu, shu just laughed and said: “what? why did all of you looking at me like that?”.

he seems pretty chill and not flustered at all since you both have not go that far.

shu: “i know why you asked that finana, but we haven’t go that far yet.”

finana: “aww what? you guys are no fun.”

after you pondering for a minute, you suddenly remember that there is someone here that have seen your tattoo and beauty mark.

y/n: “well actually there is. it’s luca.”

everyone just went: “WHAT?!” upon the revelation.

vox teased: “shu just getting NTR-ed by luca.”

you immediately yelled: “no! it’s not like that!!” and is too embarrassed to talk, meanwhile luca just pondering for a moment.

luca: “oh right! the mole on your cleavage and that tattoo under your... chest.”

and then, all of your friends are getting more curious of you and luca’s relationship since how can he see something like that.

luca just explained that you two are friends before joining nijisanji, and that you were also gym buddies. so he had seen you wearing sport bras which reveal your mole and tattoo a little.

the game continued and nothing happened after that except you notice that there’s something slightly different every time your eyes meet shu’s.

you’ve ignited jealousy inside the sorcerer’s heart.

“A tattoo and a mole, huh.” Shu uttered the moment you enter your shared apartment. “Uh-huh,” you answered, was quite surprised too since you did not expect him to remember that at all. “Shu, it was a long time ago. Nothing happened between me and Luca.”

“I know that, but can I see your tattoo?”

“... Uh..” Since there is no reason for you to hide it from your boyfriend, you finally start to unbuttoning your shirt just enough to show him your tattoo and mole.

Shu just standing there, admiring your half-naked figure in front of him. He did not utter any word but his hand slowly grabbing your waist. One of his hands starts to tracing the tattoo, while his lips softly kissing your mole before he starts to leave many bite marks on your cleavage.

“I guess.. Now I want to see more...”

It’s gonna be a long night for the two of you.

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[goosewriting]

(this is for the prompts requests, so yeah, also sorry my english is too bad) Maybe mikey with number two from color orange (the scenarios prompts), where reader is talking with someone that tries to flirt a lot with them but starts to make them uncomfortable, and then when mikey walks near to them and notices this he decides to fake being reader's partner so that person can go away, so when they finally go, reader get a little concerned but also surprised on how good mikey did "performing" being their partner (cuz mikey has a crush on them but they don't know), and later reader actually invite him on a date, excusing: "I am really curious if you can be my partner for real". (Yeah they both have a crush on each other)

You don't have to follow all of this request, feel free to change some things (is your writing so ofc) i actually read the rules but if there's something i said wrong you can easily ignore this dw, have a good day and also congrats for 500 followers ⭐⭐ (sorry if it's too long)

Fake it till you make it (rottmnt Mikey x reader)

scenario 2: Character A comes to talk to Character B, pretending to be B’s s/o  when a stranger is making B uncomfortable. Leads to them asking B out on an actual date.

summary: a stranger makes reader uncomfortable, so Mikey intervenes by saying he’s the boyfriend.  

relationship: Rise!Mikey x GN reader

warnings: some yokai being a creep, fluff!

word count: ~910

A/N: aah thank you so much! i really hope this was along the lines of what you imagined :D

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

– – – 

You and the turtle brothers had decided to spend the afternoon in the Hidden City. Just like last time, everyone wanted to do something different, so you decided to split up and visit whatever you wanted to see individually. 

Mikey had suggested you go with him, and you had to hold back a squeal of excitement, as you had the biggest crush on the orange clad turtle. Wherever he chose to go, you’d happily accompany him anyways, but his idea actually interested you, which made you just the giddier to spend some time alone with him. 

The Hidden City had opened a new food court and of course Mikey wanted to go try it out, to have a “culinary experience”, as he called it. 

After looking at the different options and menus, you two wrote down everything you wanted to get on a phone note, and split up to pick up half the items each. After all, you were both hungry and efficiency was key. 

Once you had settled who would get what, you both went off in opposite directions, starting on either side of the food court, so you’d meet in the middle. You had suggested eating near the fountain at the park instead of here because of how packed the place was, to which Mikey had agreed. As you stood in line at the first shop, you felt heat rise to your cheeks at the thought of having an “almost date” with him. Perhaps one day you could go on a real one with him…

Not long after going separate ways, Mikey found himself looking at the contents in the paper bag, his mouth watering at the sight. He scanned his surroundings, trying to find you in the crowd. You were supposed to be at the shop to his left but he couldn’t see you. Worry slowly rose within him until he spotted you behind a big fake plant. You were talking to someone.

Or rather, someone was talking to you, while you tried to get rid of them politely, but they evidently weren’t getting the hint. As Mikey got nearer, he realised it was some yokai, and you looked very uncomfortable as they practically towered over you, obviously getting into your space.

Mikey went through several scenarios in his head in a split second, but all of those ended in causing a scene, which he knew you wouldn’t want. Besides, the food would get cold. So he did the next best thing he could think of and essentially materialised from behind you out of nowhere, snaking an arm around your waist.

“Who’s this?” he asked, clearly interrupting the yokai, who was forced to stop mid-sentence and looked at him with narrowed eyes. 

“Who are you?” the stranger retorted, giving him a mocking once-over. 

“I’m their boyfriend” Mikey responded without a single drop of hesitation to his voice, which made your breath hitch. You knew what he was trying to do and you were truly grateful, but you couldn’t stop the flush on your face. The yokai noticed this and looked at you with a raised eyebrow. You didn’t trust your voice at the moment so you simply nodded.

They scoffed, clearly not buying it. Before being able to say anything else though, you felt yourself being pulled towards Mikey, who gave you a lingering peck on the cheek while glaring daggers at the stranger. Taking your hand, the turtle simply pulled you along, heading towards the park. You could hear some mumbling behind you about a ‘waste of time’, but paid it no mind as you were currently trying to regain control of your heart. You were sure it had bounced out of your ribcage and was soaring somewhere in the sky. 

After a couple of steps and some steadying breaths, the stranger was out of sight and you exhaled deeply in relief. You were about to extend your thanks to Mikey, when your eyes wandered down his arm to your joined hands, and you remembered the sudden kiss, which made you look away to hide your face from him. 

Once you arrived at the park, he brought you to an empty bench and sat down with you, the food in your laps. Only then did he let go of your hand, which you immediately missed.

“Shall we eat?” Mikey asked as if nothing had happened, and you didn't respond. 

He was starting to unpack the food, but at your lack of response he lifted his gaze to meet yours. You were looking at him with shy eyes and flushed cheeks, replaying what had happened earlier in your mind. Suddenly feeling an outburst of confidence, you finally asked what you had been thinking about for a long time now.

“The way you said you were my boyfriend earlier felt so… natural” you started, your eyes flickering to the food, then the bench, and finally back to Mikey’s curious eyes. “Maybe you could be it, for real?”

You had never seen something turn from green to red so quickly. Mikey was caught completely off-guard. Truth is, he also liked you, and the action before had left his mind spiralling and heart racing, and he was trying to play it cool. So now that you were asking the question, he couldn't quite believe it. 

Almost dropping the fries to the floor but catching them just in time, he chuckled nervously, but then looked at you with soft eyes.

“Yeah, I’d like that”. 

~~~~~

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