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bees-writting · 4 months

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HIIII- I’m Bee, he/him pronouns and I write for funsies, feel free to ask me anything that doesn’t disrespect the guidelines :)

Here’s the masterlist, it will stay updated : MASTERLIST

This will be updated as I see fit

Here’s the writting run down yall

Don’ts

Smut

Homophobia (may be written for storyline purposes but don’t blatantly request it bc you don’t like the gays)

Transphobia (same as above)

Racism (same as above)

Irl serial killers (I knew a girl don’t ask)

Illegal sexual stuff (I’ll write stealing and shit but not the nasty bad stuff like that yk)

No discrimination

No actors themselves (sorry it makes me uncomfy, but you can do characters, or characters played by a specific actor)

No OCs written by other people (I may write one of my OCs occasionally)

I refuse to straightify gay characters (I write mostly mxm anyways, I will gayify straight characters- might be controversial but idc)

No like little minors if that makes sense- like no young Percy Jackson but like teens I’ll write for since most characters are teens

Dos

Yandere

MaleXMale

MaleXFemale (Occasionally, mostly a mxm blog)

FemaleXFemale (occasionally, mostly a mxm blog)

Gay characters- (like me)

Trans characters (also like me)

AUs (depending on the AU)

Poly (depending on the characters)

Idk request it and I’ll let you know ig

That’s the basic guidelines both for writting and in general, if you have any questions feel free to ask :)

Here are some current characters I’m willing to write for! - if you want someone from another fandom or a unlisted character feel free to ask if I’ll add them to my list!

Harry Potter Universe

James Potter

Remus Lupin

Regulus Black

Barry Crouch Jr (PLEASE I LOVE HIM)

Evan Rosier

Sirius Black

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Hermione Granger

Draco Malfoy

Young Tom Riddle

Tom Riddle Jr

Matteo Riddle

Lorenzo Berkshire

Theodore Nott

Teddy Lupin

Newt Scammander

Marvel/X-Men

Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield and Tom Holland- I have a Vendetta against Mr. Maguire)

Harry Osborne (TASM 2, AND PLEASE I BEG REQUEST HIM I LOVE HIM AHHH)

Loki

The Winter Soldier

Thor

Pietro Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff

Hawkeye

Black widow

Peter Maximoff

Young Charles Xavier

Wolverine

Beast

Mystique

There are so many of them so if the person isn’t listed just ask if I’ll do them and I’ll let you know

Once Upon A Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Ruby(Red riding hood)

Heracles

Peter Pan(but not canon like not the whole weird family thing they’ve got goin on)

Mulan

Tinker bell

Jekyll and Hyde

Jefferson

August

Ingrid

Knave of hearts

Once Upon A Time (Wonderland)

Knave of hearts

Red Queen

Cyrus

Alice

Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson- teen version

Nico Di Angelo

Luke Castellian

Leo Valdez

Annabeth Chase

Clarisse La Rue

The Hunger Games

Finnick Odair

Peeta Malark

Johanna Mason

Lucy Gray

Sejanus Plinth

Effie Trincket

Haymitch Abbernathy(?)

The Owl House

Luz Noceda

Amity Blight (only fem.)

Edalyn Clawthorne

Lilith Clawthorne (only platonic she’s AroAce)

Raine Whispers

Emira Blight

Edric Blight

Gus Porter

Willow

Hunter

Darius

Night At The Museum

Jed

Octavius

Ahkmenrah

The Flash

Barry Allen

Cisco Ramon

Hartley Rathaway (Male only)

School Bus Graveyard

Aiden Clark

Ben Clark

Ashlyn

Logan

Tyler

Taylor

Misc.

Five Hargreaves (The Umbrella Academy)

Klaus Hargreaves (The Umbrella Academy)

Willy Wonka (Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, or from Wonka)

Meeks (Dead Poets Society)

Gabriel Boutin (The Bastard Son And The Devil Himself show)

Nathan Byrn (The Bastard Son And The Devil Himself show)

Mike Schmidt (FNAF Movie)

#Bee-Writes #fanfic #writers #alternative #authors #fanfiction prompts #fanfiction #masterlist #masterpost #prompt list #dos and donts #please please please #request #open requests #harry potter #school bus graveyard #miscellaneous #the hunger games

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itsclydebitches · 2 years

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So, between the 5-minute sneak peek AND the intro we got like last year, we already know how basically the first 6-8 mins of chapter 1 goes and it feels real underwhelming for an opener. Part is recap, half is Little, and if the chapter ends up only being like 13 mins or something it's disappointing so far? Also food for thought: We're in Wonderland, probably made by Oz - a place where things can be 'hidden better than most'. Anyone else placing bets we're finding the Relic of Choice here?

Yeah, I have to admit that at this point I'm feeling rather underwhelmed too. Giving RWBY the benefit of the doubt, it's always possible that we're missing a fairly significant piece between Ruby's fall into the Ever After and her encounter with Little. I personally hope that's the case because, as stated elsewhere, a few seconds of crying really isn't a good follow-up to the trauma of our Volume 8 finale. Especially when that recap intro works hard to emphasize Ruby's distress. If we move from her watching Yang fall, through Ruby falling herself, Neo fighting her on the way down, transforming into friends to emotionally fuck with her, waking up in an unknown place all alone... and that leads directly into the humor of finding Little? Yeah, I'm personally not a fan of the jarring tone switch and any frequent visitors to this blog know I haven't been for a while. Imo RWBY needs to commit to the hard-hitting plots it keep trying to sell, not continually pull back from them.

If I'm allowed to place a bet on the group finding the Relic, then yeah, I'll take it lol. Honestly, I'm on the fence about this one. Given that it currently looks like all of Volume 9 will take place in the Ever After, I'll be glad if there's a connection back to the main plot. The group can't just have a useless side mission for a whole Volume, especially given how long fans have waited for this one. There's got to be a power up, a meeting with the Gods, a revelation over how to fight Salem, something to make this journey worthwhile, especially if, as established, RWBY keeps shying away from the character work. Finding their third Relic would certainly accomplish that. On the other hand though, I've never been particularly enthusiastic about the macguffin hunt and, more pressingly, finding the Relic here would spark a lot of questions about its hiding place. Personally, I'm afraid that if they find the Relic it's going to be another, "How dare Ozpin not tell us all this!" situation when they get back, ignoring things like how Ruby did ask about the Crown and was content with an ambiguous answer, Ambrosius wasn't exactly subtle about the danger they were in if they fell, how at this point they all KNOW the risk attached to giving out information willy-nilly, but still seem to believe they're entitled to all of it by default... I mean, I know we just had Ozpin's whole forgiveness scene (ugh), but at this point I really don't trust the show not to drag it all back if it functions as a convenient way to absolve the girls and hand-wave away any consistency quesitons. So while I don't really want a Wonderland trip that doesn't amount to anything, I'm of afraid of how RWBY will treat the idea of the group unexpectedly finding the Crown and the implication that Ozpin hid it in the place where the group will presumably have a real bad time...

#rwde #rwby #mymetas

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glitterdragonthegreatprotector · 1 year

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I tagged 902 of my posts in 2022

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The bois are bored tonight!

Non shaded or blurry under cut

Aware Doug is my au

Take over is @zikadraws

And the cartoon cat one is @cartooncalamities

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Psst psst psst

Ask me about my AUs

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YANDERE SPRINGTRAP WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT. THIS HAS TO BE REAL

YAAAAAAS!

He's already a killer, so he probably wouldn't be above killing people that get too close for his liking-

Or-

Oooooooooh! Hurting Matt!

William in canon also has been shown to be very smart, so it wouldn't be surprising if springtrap can use his and Matt's minds against the poor game developer-

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Cult of the click

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My #1 post of 2022

Please for the love of god-

@ask-underfazverse

@tale-of-the-8th-ring

@ask-british-willy-weasel

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Fnaftale subreddit btw

See the full post

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ask-willy-and-friends · 3 years

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*all of the Fredbears just stare at him like "yeah"* mood

*Fredbear puts his hand gently on Willy's shoulder*

Willy just falls to his knees and starts sobbing.

#willy's wonderland #willy weasel #ask #ask blog

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ask-british-willy-weasel · 1 year

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Can I hug Willy? 🥺

"...'onestly i need 'ha' righ' nah..."

The weasel gives the anon a hug.

#ask british willy #willy weasel #willy's wonderland #willys wonderland #willys wonderland ask blog

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candys-willyswonderland · 3 years

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Candy: Why hello everyone, I'm Princess Candy. An abandoned part of the Willy's cast, but I'm here to answer any questions you have.

#oc #oc ask blog #willy's wonderland #candy the cat #princess candy #princess candy oc #alt account

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randomland650 · 2 years

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Hi Tito! Greetings from the Philippines! How are you doing today? Also did you know your name 'Tito' means uncle in Filipino?

Tito: and I’m doing great.

#willy’s wonderland #tito turtle #ask tito turtle #ask blog

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littlegodzilla · 2 years

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Hey there, finally found your blog. May I have a request to you to write Daryl Dixon smut.

Era: Prison (I miss the short-haired Daryl lol)

(Geeez this gave me a weird idea after I watched Willy's wonderland)

Daryl became hot and bothered after his girlfriend (The Reader) wore the zip-up crop top that she found in the run a few weeks ago when Rick told them there was an abandoned kiddie pizzeria that Maggie was always told and the two decided to go on, as the two kept collecting the supplies as many as they could suddenly Daryl froze when he saw the sign "Fun Room" and he started to think all of his fantasies, The reader saw him decided to go and ask him if he was alright and he just nods and the two go and check that room if it was clear. Until Daryl can't take it anymore he pulls the reader close to him and kisses her, he tells her that the top she wears keep teasing him from the start and he unzips her top revealing the bare breasts that he always loved. The reader smiled and started to give him a treat like going down on him and riding him. (Sorry this is kinda weird heh)

Hi Anon!

I loved your request, I had few ideas but finally this is what's pop up.

I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

I hope it doesn't too late.

I have to confess that I had a lot of fun putting Daryl on the edge and imagining it was great.

As always sorry for my english!

That fuckin' thin'

Anon Request.

Daryl Dixon x Reader.

Prison Era.

Warnings: SMUT. Dirty talk. Dirty thoughts. Messing clothes. Daryl horny like a teenager.

Words: 2666

Summary: You found a zip-up crop top at the last run and this fucking thing it’s making Daryl going crazy.

Taglist: @phoenixblack89 @browneyes528 @pncnsc @lilythemadqueen @twdeadfanfic @purple-serenity @ruinedbythehobbit

Up and Down.

Up and down again.

Fuck he’s going to exploted.

You didn’t notice what are you doing, every fucking day, every fucking moment when you are nervous or bored you play with the zip of your small, tigh crop top tha you found the last week when you went on a run with Maggie and Glenn. Daryl hates that fucking thing. It's useless as hell, for Lord sake’s. You are in an apocalyptic world, you need more clothes over you than this small piece that barely covers your chest.

Up and down.

Daryl's eyes follow the continuous movement of your hand, gripping the ring head of the zipper, going up and down just enough and just enough so that the redneck can see how your breasts press against the tiny open strip, crying out for freedom, to be locked up again. Daryl can understand that you are hot, unfortunately you are in the hottest months, Georgia is having no mercy on you and in the prison, despite being a spacious place, the heat is thundering, but that is torture. He can't stop staring. It is impossible not to fix his gaze every time he hears the zipper hiss.

He stirs in his seat wanting to get some control over himself. Fuck he's not a fucking teenager anymore, he should be able to control his impulses, even more so knowing you're not alone. You've hit the road again, you've ducked into an old pizzeria looking for something to take back to the prison, maybe even find some more survivors. Maggie and Glenn are with you and Daryl doesn't know whether to thank them or curse his luck.

Up and down again.

Daryl feels a growl scratch his throat, you've shifted your position closer to one of the windows, somehow looking for a breeze that manages to ease your heat, with the glare of the sun against your skin, Daryl can perfectly see the thin layer of sweat that adorns your skin, your breasts glistening, insinuating, calling out to them. He just wants to go up there and cut your hands off, demand you stop the fuck or he'll end up sticking his head between your breasts in the end, a gentle breeze sways your hair making you sigh, Daryl feels his cock jump in his pants when he sees your nipples marking themselves on the fabric of your top. Of course you don't wear a fucking bra.

In his mind he draws the image of his mouth on one of them, licking it, sucking it, biting it over that fabric until it is completely soaked through hearing you sigh his name, enjoying whatever he was doing with you. He wonders suddenly how it would feel to get his cock between your boobs, locked there, pressing his hard length, your lips and tongue licking, sucking on the tip of his cock... He clears his throat shaking his head, he can feel himself half hard in his pants and embarrassedly looks around, luckily Glenn and Maggie aren't around to notice.

"Hey, Daryl." He hears your voice call out to him, he turns his head like a spring and sees you point to the children's playroom the pizza place has available. "Is this where you keep your Xbox, Mister Grey?" He senses the joke in your voice, but frowns without understanding what you mean. You roll your eyes and walk into the room leaving Daryl alone in the middle of the pizzeria.

He feels stupid and mortified. He has never been like that. He has always had a cool head for any situation. He has never been driven by impulses or desires. However since he has known you, since your relationship became more intimate he can't stop thinking about you. He can't stop fantasizing about you.

He enters the playroom behind you discovering that you've unzipped again, this time a little lower perhaps taking advantage of the fact that you were alone, your tits squeezing and peeking through the slit in the zipper, greeting him.

It was over.

With a guttural groan he strides quickly towards you, his feet stomping so hard they almost seem to rumble in place, you turn to him looking at him confused, but he doesn't give you time to open your mouth. Daryl pushes your body against one of the walls of the room, his mouth catches yours and he kisses you hungrily, urgently, his hands squeezing your breasts over your top making you moan into his mouth. You pull apart for lack of air, you look up and are shocked at what you see.

"I hate this fuckin' thin'..." The archer growls, his fingers touching the fabric of the top to make it clear what he's referring to. "And ya there, playin' with the fuckin' zipper under my nose, lettin' me see yer tits and suddenly..." An animal sound comes out of his mouth and you laugh.

"Are you horny, Dixon? is that what you want to tell me? This tiny garment has made you lose your mind, really?" you tease, but he doesn't care anymore. He's going to show you no mercy.

"Shut up, I know perfectly well yer doin' this on purpose." He growls and a chuckle escapes you.

"Maybe... What are you going to do if I am?" there's provocation and desire in your voice. Daryl kisses you again, your mind dizzy for a second from the need and the intensity with which his mouth devours you, his tongue roaming your cavity, tangling with yours.

"Yer gonna get on yer knees..." He orders you as he pulls away from your mouth, you recovering from the kiss you let his hands guide you down staying on your knees in front of him. "And ya are gonna suck my cock until I say stop." The tone of his voice in husky and demanding, the shiver of pleasure he gives you hits directly on your clit feeling you get wet.

Your hands play with the waistband of his pants before unbuttoning them and pulling them down along with his boxers. His cock rises up before your eyes, fully hard, small veins marking along its length, its tip glistening with pre-cum. You purr at the sight looking sideways at him, Daryl has his eyes riveted on you, waiting for you to do something at once. He grips the base and you brush your lips over his glans, his entire cock throbbing at the contact. You sigh letting the air brush against his sensitive skin and lick his tip slowly, torturing him. Daryl musters all his strength not to hold you by the head and push deep into your throat. No, that's not how he wants to end it. He wants to tear you apart for provoking him like that. He wants to see you beg and moan his name. But first he has to control himself from not cumming in your mouth.

He loves it when your lips encircle his cock, sliding slowly into your wet cavity, feeling your teeth graze him harmlessly, causing little spasms of pleasure that gave him goose bumps on the back of his neck, he releases the base of his cock as your mouth brushes his fingers, the tip of his cock pushing into the back of his throat.

Slowly your head pumps along his cock, your mouth hollows, your lips press against his hard skin. Daryl mumbles a curse putting his hand on your head, moving his hips against your mouth. He looks down and a spasm runs through him again as he sees you staring up at him. The zipper of your top is pulled down a little letting him see the suggestive cleavage that has formed, your breasts pressing against the fabric forced by your arms resting against them.

No. He's going to cum. He needs you to stop.

Pulling your hair, much to his dismay, your mouth releases his cock leaving several strands of drool running down its length, connecting with your wet, red, swollen lips. He kneels in front of you taking off his vest and tank top, you he eagerly unbuttons your pants and undresses you from the waist down, he wants your top to stay where it is. He guides you by lying on top of him, you move your hips over his erection, but still not letting him in, you can see him breathing heavily through his nose wanting to bury himself inside you and at the same time struggling to regain his senses. You bite your lip because you've never seen Daryl let himself go like that before, so you don't give him time to recover. You lift your hips a little, just enough for the tip of his cock to graze your entrance. Daryl's gaze bores into you before you sit up and feel him working his way inside you as you remain seated on his lap.

Daryl groans through his teeth, closes his eyes and tightens his fingers around your waist, his cock pulsing against your walls that squeeze him deliciously. You rest your hands on his chest and move your hips very slowly over him. He doesn't mind, he understands you need a moment to adjust to his intrusion. He hasn't touched you at any time and even though this isn't the first time you've done this he knows you might find it uncomfortable. He will never say that he is the most endowed man, of the few left, in the world, but he still knows that he is big and that he must now be careful, not to move until you give him permission.

"Daryl..." You gasp his name, throwing your head back, closing your eyes, your hips rising a little higher.

There's the trigger you need. His fingers tighten on your skin, but something pierces his mind first. He lifts his hands to the zipper of your top, you open your eyes in confusion as you hear the zipper slide down, but the garment doesn't finish unzipping, Daryl pulls the straps from your shoulders to your elbows. The garment is crumpled there and under your breasts, which are still tight, pressed together, constricted by the fabric, but at the same time free enough to quiver with his movements. He bites his lip before digging his feet into the floor, readjusting his position under your body, his hands grip your waist preventing you from moving, he lifts you up a little freeing a few inches of his cock and then pushes up with all the strength his hips allow him. You moan loudly, your head is thrown back, your nails dig into his hands, every time Daryl thrusts upwards your breasts dance, they dance in front of his eyes in a hypnotic and perfect way.

And he can't stop, he would do this until he lost his mind. If he were bitten now, he'd gladly go to Heaven.

"Da-Daryl!"

Your moans flood the place, bouncing, echoing off the walls, Daryl no longer cares that Glenn and Maggie can hear you. He hasn't really cared at any point, but now that your moans and pleas are overflowing his ears, he cares even less. His hands still gripping you tightly around your waist, legs bent for balance and strength, he continues to thrust inside you relentlessly, fast, deep, feeling your pussy trapping him, holding him inside you, your breasts bouncing before his eyes giving him an incredible show.

Your walls start to spasm, a sign that you are about to cum. One of his fingers squeezes and stimulates your clit, swollen, needy and cruelly ignored until then.

"Daryl!" you scream throwing your head back, your nails digging into his pectoral.

"C'mon, cum, babe. Cum all over my cock." He demanded moving his finger faster over your muscle, his hips thrusting upward one last time.

Your eyes roll up, your hands closing over his wrists, your back arching as pleasure rushes through you making you lose your mind, moaning loud and long. Daryl keeps touching you and moving slowly, prolonging your high, keeping you in that state for a few more seconds as he feels your pussy dripping from his cock, squeezing it between your walls, feeling him on the edge too. When you manage to recover, you want to keep moving to help him cum, but Daryl stops you once again.

"No, I wanna mess that thing, I wanna cum on your tits." He confesses to you with his eyes flashing with pure desire.

The lust his words give off makes you shudder. Daryl sits up, leaving you sitting on his lap, he pulls your top back over your shoulders and zippers it up a little, leaving your tits once again squeezed, smothered against the fabric, he can't control himself and leans down to lick the skin damp with your sweat and bites your nipples above the fabric making you moan again. You pull away from him, as you want to give him exactly what he has asked for. Carefully you slide down his legs feeling your thighs and knees still trembling. You face his cock again, which is quivering and oozing pre cum fluid, Daryl is holding on as long as he can and you even feel some pain seeing him like this, you want to stroke him, help him release, but he has said he wants to cum on your tits, so you position yourself so that his cock slides down the line of your abdomen, a drop of cum drips down to your navel, you part the fabric of your top a little and his length sneaks underneath getting caught between your tight boobs and the waistband of the top that strangles his hard erection.

"Oh fuck..." He gasps voicelessly, his pupils fully dilated, a small trail of sweat soaking his forehead, his mouth going dry and his cock throbbing with the horrible need to finally release.

Your boobs have never been too big, they are a nice, practical size, Daryl likes them and you are proud of them. However, now as they are there all squeezed together, they seem even bigger. You rest your hands on the curve of them and carefully start to move them over the head of his cock which is still trapped next to your tits. You hear him hiss and moan, you lift your head up seeing that he doesn't take his eyes off you, his face is discomposed in an indescribable grimace of pleasure that makes your pussy wet again. You've never seen Daryl so far gone as he is now. Squeezing your hands a little tighter around your breasts against his cock you move faster, the tip of his glans sticking out from between your breasts makes your mouth go dry and you stick the tip of your tongue out, slipping it into the cleft of his cock.

Daryl can't take it anymore. It's too much for him.

He cums, cums long and thick, with a hoarse moan that lingers as jets of cum shoot out, staining your cheek, your tits and soaking the fabric of your top, just like he wanted. You move slower letting the last drops of cum drip against your skin before releasing his cock listening to him hissing between pleasure and pain, the rubber waistband of the garment marking its length painfully. You kiss the tip of his cock and watch him as he slowly comes back to you, his breathing quickening and his cheeks red, both from ecstasy and embarrassment at finally being lucid of his actions. You kiss him slowly, letting him taste himself on your lips and stand up feeling that your knees can't stabilize you properly.

"Where ye goin'?" he asks you in a gasp.

"To get some clean clothes... I'm a mess." You look sideways at him and see him grinning mischievously.

"I love that thin'..." He grunts nodding, pointing to your stained top. "Don't lose it."

The End

I hope you liked it!

Maybe I've gone a little overboard with this Daryl, but the images kept popping up and I got carried away....

I think it's the first time that I found a gif that fits so well with the story...

See you in the next story!

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ask-underwillywonderverse · 2 years

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wo a h hello what is goin on here???

"Oh, heya. Names Willy the weasel. Sup."

#willy's wonderland #willy wonderland ask blog #willys wonderland #ask underwillywonderverse #ask underwillywondertale #Willy's wonderland au #undertale au

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papergirllife · 3 years

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Down The Rabbit Hole

Xiao De Jun (M)

🎃Happy Halloween,everyone.🎃

*gif credits to owner

*masterlist is pinned at blog.

warnings : unprotected sex, high sex, choking.

Alice in distress,

may the Cheshire cat be blessed.

Community service your mom said, it’ll be great for publicity, which is all she cares about. Your mom is the part of the community of your neighborhood, and let’s just say she loves fulfilling her duties so much that it’s become an obsession of hers to be seen on the local papers for the activities she attend, something like a minor celebrity. Sadly, the moms here all love her, your mom wanted to work a reputation up, since your father left her for someone younger, your mother needed something else to fill the emptiness and lack of accomplishment she’s felt because of him. Hence why you’re trekking in the forest of your town, trying to pick up as much rubbish as you could that were thrown by irresponsible hikers.

“This is all you fault Y/N, if it weren’t for you, we won’t be stuck in this shitty hike in such a cold weather.”

Becca was part of the so called ‘friend group’ of this neighborhood of yours that your mom forced you to make friends with just because she was friends with her mom. You don’t bother answering her nor the deathly glares from her clique to you, you didn’t have any real friends in this town, other than one or two boys you played games with.

It was until the middle of the hike when your mom called for a break, the community members all started to sit down and have a picnic.

“Remember to clean up after yourselves,” your mom said.

You chewed on a sandwich you packed begrudgingly, wishing you had hot food instead, cursing at yourself for not packing food into a thermos. When you finished, you decided to venture further away on your own, unable to stand the not so silent whispers behind your back. You decided to sit underneath a sturdy looking oak tree that looked older than any other tree here. Once you leant back, your back started falling, for some reason, the stem of the tree opened up and swallowed you in, the hole you fell in closing as you fell deeper into the hole. You didn’t scream, you were too scared, you knew you would be dead once you hit ground, so you closed your eyes and waited.

Instead of hitting ground, you fell into something that felt softer than cotton, with a blue glow like the clouds on the sky. Were you dead? You looked around, you were still in the forest, but the forest looked different here. Were these the unexplored parts of the hill?

“How graceful, Alice has nothing on you, sweetheart.”

You screamed, trying to get out of the ‘cloud’, but all you could do was trash in it because of how it’s too soft and big.

“Easy, don’t panic. I’m right here.”

Suddenly, a man around your age appeared next to you, his smile bright and somewhat familiar looking. That’s when the memory came back to you.

“You’re just like the Cheshire cat in Wonderland. Where am I? And who are you?”

“You’re in the other side of the forest, or the whole world, depends on how you see your position geographically. I’m Xiao De Jun, but you can call me Xiao Jun, and I’m a fairy. Oh and another detail? I eat humans.”

“Wait what? What do you mean the other side? What do you mean fairies eat humans?”

“Well, let’s just say fairies aren’t all Sleeping Beauty and Cinderella, those stories are told just to induce naive humans like you to fall in our traps. But you’re a pretty one, and you didn’t scream like a darned banshee just now, I might just keep you.”

“Keep me? Get us out of this thing, who said I was an object?!”

“I’ll get us out once we reach my palace, now hold on tight sweetheart, and please don’t scream like a mad woman, or I’ll eat you up in a gulp like the others.”

Xiao Jun booped your nose with his index finger before he leant back with an cynical smile on his face. The cloud floated up high, letting you see the scenery below you clearly. There were cities just like the human world, but instead of metal and blocks, these were held up by wood and magic, because there was no way a building as tall as the Eiffel Tower require no bolts and nuts, and you doubt its transparent like bubble had any glass panes.

"It’s beautiful.”

“It’s nothing compared to the beautiful lady beside me.”

You could feel your cheeks heating up at his flirty remarks. You quickly thought up of something to divert the topic, not being used to receiving compliments out of the blue.

“You said you have a palace? Are you a prince?”

“I’m a king, my father just passed away.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, Xiao Jun.”

“For a human you’re quite sentimental, cleaning the forest, not threatening to kill me even though you have a knife in your pocket, and not screaming at me like a mad woman. You’re quite different from what I expected.”

“What do you...

“That’s our stop, less chatter and get a move on, or no mint chocolate ice cream for you.”

Calling Xiao Jun weird would be an understatement, his personality was like a cross of between Marry Poppins and Willy Wonka, and his palace was nothing far from that either, fortress painted with pastel tones, and that fountain was definitely chocolate, the windows looked like panes of thin candy, while the draw bridge was shaped like a milk cracker. The swimming pool at the back looked like it was filled with different flavours of fanta.

“Are you the witch from Hansel and Gretel?”

“Do I look like an old hag?”

Instead of entering from the main entrance, the cloud took you to the back of the castle where there was a balcony which overlooked the pool and the garden. Once you landed, the cloud disappeared beneath you, but Xiao Jun’s quick reflexes caught you before you fell on your butt.

“Welcome to my chambers. I forgot to ask for your name sweetheart.”

“Y/N,” you said as breathlessly, still in shock from your near fall.

Xiao Jun’s room was huge, the walls were mint green while the furniture were all made of dark oak with gold accents, just like his favourite ice cream flavour. You looked up to see a beautiful chandelier that defied the laws of gravity. The candles as well as the whole structure of the chandelier was shaped like an overturned tiered cake, each tier turning at its own pace with different colours flickering on the candles. The bed was just like the cloud you travelled on, just bigger and in a shade of pastel pink that made it look like cotton candy.

“You must really like your sweets.”

“The only human food that actually tastes good. Make yourself comfortable, it’s not like you’re leaving.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m keeping you.”

“You can’t do that! I don’t belong to you!”

“It’s written in the stars that you’ll be my queen, and I don’t have to force you. You’re going to stay.”

“Why would you know that?”

“Because I’ve been watching you and your fate in our stars, you lead an unhappy life in the mortal world, living like a balloon which lost its string, wandering aimlessly, slowly deflating just like your personality. When was the last time you truly enjoyed yourself without your mother giving you disapproving looks? What happened to your dream of being a writer? What happened when you said you wanted to go out for your birthday? What happened when you told her about your anxiety? Oh right, she called you a freak.”

Xiao Jun wasn’t shouting the words in your face, in fact it was gentle like an angel’s singing, yet what he said drizzled into your heart like sweet poison. You let out a chocked sob, you felt naked under his scrutinisation. Xiao Jun observed your life under a microscope, knowing you better than yourself.

“How do you know all of this?”

“I’ll show you.”

Xiao Jun wiped your tears with his expensive button up, the tears making the blue silk turn inky black. He then took your hand in his, guiding you out of his room into a room down the same hallway. Compared to the other odd looking fancy doors, this was bare of any jewels or gold. Xiao Jun turned the knob and led you in the dimly lit room, the room only had a large mirror with red candles on its sides.

“Show me, Lee Hyenji.”

That was your mother’s name.

The mirror flickered a few times before showing you the image of your mother.

“Where is that dumb girl? Always day dreaming and never getting things done. Wandering on her own, I’m just waiting for the day she leaves me like that useless father of hers.”

“Show me Becca Park.”

“I’m soo glad she’s lost, we don’t need to deal with her just to make our mothers happy anymore. She didn’t like hanging out with us anyways.”

Xiao Jun’s eyes flickered to yours to see your reaction, instead of holding sadness like he thought it would’ve been, your eyes were empty, the images on the mirror reflecting in your eyes like shadows in a murky lake.

“Why aren’t you angry?”

“Because they’re right.”

“No, they’re not. Mirror, show me Saved Memories.”

The mirror played images of you working on your short stories, snippets of you singing along your favourite song, as well as videos of you learning a dance.

“You shine like the brightest star in the galaxy sweetheart. Don’t let ducks call a swan ugly. They’re not even in your league, darling.”

“Am I?”

“You don’t need my confirmation, you can see it as well, maybe a flicker here and there, but those little flickers will grow into a flame if you leave that life of yours. Don’t think too much about it, come, have a shower, I’ll show you to your room.”

Xiao Jun took you down the hall into your room, which was in front of his.

“I made it just like the bedroom in your world, so there shouldn’t be a problem with figuring out the shower. That laptop is yours, as well as those books, they’re the ones you already have and ones that you always wanted to read. The internet’s password is your birthday, yes we have internet access here. I painted the walls with the shade of blue you love, the bed is lilac, since you love that colour as well. There’s clothes from your own wardrobe as well as our clothes, it might be a bit fancy, but you might like it.”

Xiao Jun turned into such a sucker for you, the ‘I eat humans’ was such a front, you couldn’t help but smile at his dorkiness.

True to what Xiao Jun said, the shower was just like a regular shower, and the clothes in the wardrobe were nicely prepared to fit your size, making you wonder how he knew even these little details.

You went out and knocked on his door, Xiao Jun was out by the third knock, his hair now in yellow curls.

“What’s with the hair?”

“This is my natural hair colour, didn’t want to scare you too much just now. Though we really do eat humans, just the hearts, the hearts taste exquisite, according to the old fairies, and only if they threaten to develop that piece of forest. We used to eat humans all the time, until my father put a ban on it, didn’t want to look suspicious.”

There was a look of horror on your face.

“Trust me, only the old fairies eat humans, we prefer animals most times.”

You let out the breath of air you were holding in.

“This is my own private dining room, and tonight we would be having steak and ox tail soup, no humans.”

You manage to let out a laugh at his odd humour, starting to feel more at ease in his presence.

The two of you ate and drank wine, talking about his life as a royalty in his fairy kingdom.

“My mom told me I would have wings, I was so scared I checked my back every night before I slept, until I realised no one had wings and that it was just something made up in the tales.”

After dinner, the two of you danced ungracefully, the wine making your head light and footsteps a mess, giggling at each other’s mistake. After the two of you got tired, Xiao Jun carried you into his room.

He placed you on top of a couch, taking a seat beside you to admire the beautiful stars in the clear night sky.

“Would you like to try fairy dust?’

“It makes you fly? Like Peter Pan?”

“That is only one usage of fairy dust, we eat it as well. Wait let me show you.”

Xiao Jun took your hand and led you to his walk in wardrobe, it was just as big as the room he gave you, but what caught your attention was a mini pool, but instead of liquid, it was filled with swirling sparkling dust.

“Oh my god.”

Since you were drunk, you did the dumbest yet most logical thing ever, jumping into the pool. The dust made you bounce on an invisible force.

“Why am I not flying?”

“You have to give directions in your head, but I wouldn’t recommend doing that, I wouldn’t want to call medic when you hit your head.”

“Right...Jump in, join me!”

Xiao Jun shook his head in disbelief, but jumped in with a smile on his face regardless. Xiao Jun walked to your direction, stopping right in front of you.

“Breath it in.”

You did as he said, the fairy dust making you feel happy and free, as well as a warm feeling in your stomach that you can’t put your finger on once you look at Xiao Jun,, your eyes scanning his beautiful physique. Xiao Jun breathed in the dust after you, his eyes diluting into a darker shade of brown, his senses picking up little things about you that he didn’t before, like the plump of your lips, the curve of your hips under that tight skirt.

“Y/N, I want you.”

Xiao Jun kissed you with fervour, his tongue dipping into your welcoming mouth. Instead of pushing him away like he thought, you kissed him with just as much passion, your hands starting to linger under his shirt. Xiao Jun started to unbutton your top, throwing it out of the pool.

“No bra?”

“This isn’t the mortal world, there aren’t any sex predators here.”

“What about me?”

“This is for you, my king.”

Xiao Jun didn’t know whether this was you talking, or the fairy dust in your system. Xiao Jun marked up the length of your neck, purple flowers blooming in his wake as you started taking off his shirt and pants.

“Why the rush, love?”

“I need you, please.”

The amount of slick flowing onto your legs was too much to be normal, you didn’t know what side effects the dust has, but you just needed relief, and only Xiao Jun could give that to you. Xiao Jun took off your skirt and panties, smiling at that pretty piece of ruined silk in his hands.

“Wonderful.”

Xiao Jun let his hands travel southwards as his lips engulf your breast in his mouth, nibbling and sucking away like a new born, as well as leaving a mark near your nipple, the slight possessiveness sending shivers down your back. Your hands curl in Xiao Jun’s soft locks as he pushes a finger into you, when he could feel how wet you were, he decided to push two more in, curling his fingers at your sweet spot, making you cry out his name breathlessly.

“Xiao Jun, more please. I need you inside me.”

You grinded onto his bare cock, his pre cum smearing over your slit, egging him to slide inside you.

Xiao Jun, pushed inside you in one go, your wet walls welcoming him. The action made both of you moaning in sync, lust filled relief washing over the both of you, making both of you crave for more. He started moving once you adjusted to his length, you could feel every vein and curve of his length as he bottoms out inside of you. Xiao Jun pushed himself closer to you, feeling you nipples against his own as he thrusted inside of you, the friction making your head spin from pleasure. Xiao Jun couldn’t believe it, after so many years of waiting, he finally had you in his arms, withering under his pleasurable touch. Xiao Jun slides a hand from your hips down to your clit, rubbing quick circles over it. Whimpers of his name fall from your lips like a beautiful piece of music, you were nearing your high as you felt the build up of an orgasm as your toes start to curl, your legs wrapped tighter around Xiao Jun’s waist as your head falls onto his shoulder, the overwhelming pleasure binding your body with his as he continues his thrusts, pace quickening once he felt you nearing the edge. Xiao Jun lifts you higher to thrust into you at a better angle, his tip hitting your sweet spot with every thrust, making you scream his name as your nails dug down his back, the pain mixing with the pleasure fuels Xiao Jun’s desire to absolutely ruin you under his touch.

“Cum for me, Y/N. I know you’re close.”

When you didn’t answer his request, Xiao Jun snapped his hips against yours at an even quicker pace, the speed of his thrusts inhuman, making your head swirl in pleasure as little bits of saliva drip from your lips down your throat as you throw you head back, the sight of the marks Xiao Jun left behind from earlier pushing his need for release. Once Xiao Jun wrapped a hand around your beautiful neck, you lost it. You couldn’t even scream as the pleasure was overwhelming all your senses, blinding white light behind your closed lids, your mind chanting his name like a mantra. Xiao Jun let out a beautiful moan once he felt your walls closing around his length in a vice grip, sending him over the edge as he paints your walls a milky white, his pearly white teeth biting down your shoulder to muffle his noises.

Once your orgasm subsides, you collapsed into Xiao Jun’s arms, energy drained completely by the handsome fairy. Xiao Jun carried you into his bed with the assistance of fairy dust, glad that he didn’t need to wobble into bed supporting your weight as well as his. He adjusted the pillows and blanket to accommodate your comfort, slipping in beside you once he was done, taking you into his warm embrace. Only one thought in his head.

‘You’re going to be with me for eternity, and nothing is going to take you away from me, my love, just like what the stars told me.’

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