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httpsryu · 4 months

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muse? pt. 3

pairing: kang haerin x fem newjeans!reader

summary: getting a new member way long after debut and before a comeback isn't really the best idea to haerin

category: enemies-to-lovers (?), kpop idol au

genre: slow burn, angst, and fluff

warnings: a bit frustrating and A LOT of jealousy

a/n: i appreciate all the love muse has gotten so far! tysm everyone :) pt.1 and pt.2 of muse

The second the leader entered the dorm with the rest of the girls behind her, she feels a sense of energy being off at the sight of seeing you sitting on the couch in the living room.

"Is Haerin not keeping you company?" Minji asks, setting down the food and cake on the countertop.

You look up from your phone, startled while wondering what time the others have gotten back. You let out a half smile, shaking your head.

"She did keep me company." You lie.

Great; the first day and you're already lying for the sake of someone who probably and surely doesn't even like you.

"I'll go call her to help set up." Danielle announces with a gentle smile, rushing towards the end of the hall where Haerin's and your room sat.

Minji hums with a nod, looking over at you with concern. She's worried that you're regretting the decision to come over here from SM.

"Y/N! Which hat do you like on me?" Hanni breaks the weird atmosphere, holding up a princess crown and a bear headband with a bright smile, scrunching her nose.

You let out a small giggle at how adorable your member is. Getting up from the couch, you walk to where Hanni is and tilts your head while thinking. Eyes constantly darting back and fourth between the two options before catching the other choices in the bag next to Hanni.

"You're so cute, Y/N!" Hanni scrunches her nose at how cute you look trying to concentrate.

"I think this one seems to match you well." You reach for the bunny ears in the bag, holding it up next to the Vietnamese with a content smile at how well it resembled her.

Hanni smiles, showing her gums as she grabbed it. "If Y/N says it matches me, I'll wear it."

"Minji unnie matches this bear headband." You speak with a small smile, handing it to the oldest who is checking off a few things to make the best welcome party.

The leader feels her ears flushed from you calling her 'unnie', grabbing the headband from you and clearing her throat afterwards. "Thank you, Y/N."

"Oh get up woman!" Hyein exclaims, making Minji choke back on her saliva before turning over to you. "Unnie, pick one out for me too!"

Strange.

You turn to the youngest, letting out a hum as you take a look at the remaining options. Before you could make a choice, Danielle emerges out from the hallway while dragging a lifeless Haerin along with her.

"Did we miss anything?" Danielle asks, noticing how Minji and Hanni have headbands on and seeing you look so cute focusing on what to pick for Hyein.

Hanni can only giggle in response. "My Y/N picked out my headband for me."

Haerin snaps her head at the 'my'.

MY?

The youngest excitedly nods. "And you should've seen how red Mi-"

"-Hyein-ah?" Minji glares, having the youngest exert a low pout on her lips.

The other Australian releases her grip from Haerin before prancing over to you too. "Omg!!! Could you pick one out for me too?"

The cat-eyed female could once again scoff and roll her eyes at how her members are acting right now.

What a joke, really.

The feline-like female can only watch with a bitter taste in her mouth as the other girls are fighting for your attention on helping them choose out a stupid accessory (besides minji who's still a bit flustered and taken aback from you calling her 'unnie').

"Let's start making the desserts and prepare the food!" Danielle suggests, having the others nod in agreement after all of them got assigned a headband from you. "That way, when we're finished eating, we can all have a sweet treat!"

Hanni gently held both of your shoulders from behind, motioning you to sit comfortably at the couch while promising that she'll make something delicious for you.

"Haerin, will you keep Y/N company?" Minji sternly commends.

The introvert could only hum with a small nod. What other option does she have?

Apparently, the cat-eyed female who thought others having you pick out a stupid accessory all of a sudden had a change of heart because she's already making her way to where the bag of party favors all sit in. She quickly turns around to take a peek at you, noticing that you, the person that they're throwing the party for doesn't have an accessory.

Looking down at a few options, the cat-eyed female grabs one.

"It matches you."

You blink a few times at the sight in front of you. Blankly looking at the hand, which is handing you a princess tiara.

Are you hearing her correctly? What happened to the Haerin earlier?

"Are you going to take it or just sit and stare at it?" The female who is barely older than you monotonously asks.

Fighting the urge to roll your eyes all the way to the back of your head, you grab it from her. Getting startled at the touch both yours and hers fingers had. Coughing to get rid of the weird air, you put on the tiara.

"Oh-you have some hair-"

"-Where? Here?"

"-No, a little more to your left-no, it's-I got it." The other leans down to fix the piece of hair standing out from you and putting it behind your ear. She stares at you afterwards, you and her make eye contact prompting her to back away.

Rubbing the back of her neck, she motions over to the bag of party favors. "You're not going to pick one out for me?"

"Huh? Oh, I can if you want me to."

From afar, Hyein is trying her best to hold back Hanni from barging over. "Do something! She's trying to make moves on my Y/N!"

"Haerin does like pretty girls." Danielle could only say, laughing at how Hanni is overreacting.

Haerin awkwardly sits away from you on the other side of the couch, a space evident between you two.

Her hands are laying on her lap as she attempts to concentrate on the screen in front of the both of you. She still can't believe you're 100% on board with debuting as a member of NewJeans.

What could this mean for her though? Could there be possibly a concept change last minute for the comeback all because of a newcomer? How will this affect NewJeans positively? When will ADOR announce to Bunnies that they're debuting a new sixth member after releasing countless of hits.

Haerin can admit you're pretty, yes. She's certainly not blind. However, everything just feels like an irrational choice. She's not happy with Min Hee Jin's decisions this time.

She wants to ask you why you chose to be apart of a rash choice.

"Y/N unnie!" Hyein runs out from the kitchen, scurrying over to sit right next to you, leading you to sit a bit closer to Haerin. "I think you're really cool."

The feline-like female furrows her eyebrows, wondering why the other girls are perfectly fine with this. She furrows her brows even more when seeing your eyes crinkle brightly, a perfect smile that could make anyone caught in your charms.

"Oh, Hyeinnie, I think you're more cooler than me." You gently say back to her.

The big baby shakes her head. "Min Hee Jin told us earlier that you've been a trainee since you were 6, is that true?"

6? Haerin can feel how tense you've gotten at the subject.

"Haha. I was casted at 5 and was wary about the idea. But they kept casting me til I finally gave in." You managed to say without sounding too exhausted about your now previous company, the place you grew up to as home.

Hyein nods, interested in your early life. "I see. I can understand why they kept casting you, you look like a star, Y/N unnie."

Oh please. Haerin wants to snort at the nonsense. A star can dance to a whole choreography without messing up every damn 5 seconds.

"Say that for today." Haerin mumbles under her breath lowly, enough for only her to hear.

"Hyein-ah! Quit bothering Y/N and help us set up the table for dinner!" Hanni yells from the kitchen, resulting in the giant baby to groan loudly in agony before getting up from where she sat.

Haerin laughs at Hyein's antics, shaking her head at the oldest's scolding.

You smile a bit at the feline-like female's laughter. Ever since you've gotten here this morning, it seems like Haerin has been in a weird mood and just doesn't like to smile. At least around you, that is.

"She's cute when she smiles." You "think" to yourself, returning back at the screen.

The female besides you quickly turns to look at you, meeting with your side profile instead.

Did you mean to say that out loud?

Haerin feels the back of her neck burning up at those words, she gulps not wanting to take any meaning into it before slightly shaking her head and going back to look at the same screen you were looking at.

Haerin isn't like the other girls; she won't let a pretty girl get to her like that. She's standing her ground on why you being apart of this team is such a bad idea.

Right? RIGHT!

Just in time, the other members finally got done preparing the food.

"Alright! Time to eat!" Danielle loudly exclaims, walking in carefully with a big pot of wonton soup (the other girls totally didn't search up your favorite foods) for this party.

You immediately stand up from your spot, wanting to rush over to help the Australian.

"Oh no! Sit down Y/N, you're our special princess." Danielle brightly smiles, setting down the pot on a thick coaster. "Rin, could you help Hanni out back in the kitchen?"

Haerin tenses, looking at her best friend with a bothered expression at the idea of having to do stuff FOR you. Prompting the Australian to mouth the word 'please' with her adorable puppy eyes, leaving Haerin to sigh and get off from her seat.

"Y/N-ah! You look so pretty with this crown." Danielle turns her eyes back to you, looking at you with immediate affection.

You smile back at the other, eye-smile crinkling. "Thanks, Jihye unnie."

The older can't help but to gasp again at you calling her 'unnie' with that cute eye-smile. Oh, how she understands what Hanni is talking about now. (you're very real).

"Hey! Bro! Bro! Back off my Y/N!" Hanni glares at her fellow Australian mate, with Haerin clenching her hands tightly around the soda bottles at the word 'my'. "I wont hesitate to throw these cups at you!"

The 05' just purses her lips while shaking her head, grabbing the cups from Hanni.

"Bro, I can hear your voice from the kitchen." Minji tiredly says, emerging out from the kitchen with another big pot of spicy rice cakes and Hyein accompanying her with bowls and plates. "Tone it down a notch before you scare our new member away."

New member. That word makes you happy.

On the other hand, the irritation that Haerin always keeps feeling is creeping at her head.

New member. Oh, how she wishes it wasn't true.

Seeing your new team all enjoy their food, you can't help but to smile gently at them all (not haerin though, she made you mad by not handing you a pair of chopsticks even though you asked).

"You know how we planned to eat desserts after?" Hanni yawns, stretching out her arms. "I'm too full and tired to."

The others nod in agreement.

"Okay. Let's pack them and take them with us to our schedule tomorrow." Minji suggests, darting her eyes between Haerin and you.

The Vietnamese knows the tricks up her friend's sleeves. "Last one to touch their nose has to clean up these dishes and pack the cookies away!"

Everyone INSTANTLY touch their noses, you and Hanni both being the last ones.

"Ahh~ I get to be with my Y/N!" Hanni jumps up in excitement, knowing she lost on purpose (she couldn't help herself)

There it goes again; the way Haerin's jaw clenches at 'my Y/N'.

And for some strange reason, she hates to be around you, yet alone stand near you. And yet, she likes to be near you. Like now, while the others fought over who got to sit next to you during dinner, the cat eyed female silently walks over to you, taking the spot everyone seems to only care about.

But it doesn't make any sense for Haerin and what she's about to do.

"I'll help Y/N clean and put away the cookies." She monotonously says. "After all, she is my roommate."

Minji pleasantly smiles at the feline-resmebling female, nodding. "Great, that works out then."

"Wait! No!" Hanni argues, standing up from the ground with her hands in fists. "I lost though?"

Hyein yawns, stretching out her arms. "Just let Haerin do it, it makes sense anyways. Aren't you tired anyways?"

"Yeah. Bro." Minji teases, sticking out her tongue at the younger.

Hanni dramatically "fumes", her nostrils flaring in anger. "Dani, hold me back before I do something regretful."

"Let's start cleaning up before something breaks like last time." Haerin gets up, collecting the pile of plates.

You blink, processing what your member just said. Break? Last time?

"We don't have all night." The other said from where she's standing, peering behind her shoulder to look back at you with an annoyed expression.

You can't help but to silently sigh, grabbing the rest of the plates and cups and shortly following the cat eyed girl into the kitchen.

"Just leave them on the counter." Haerin shortly says, turning the sink on.

You shake your head. "We're supposed to be working together?"

"Y/N! Haerin! We're going to get ready for bed now." Hanni yells from the other room.

"Don't forget! We have to wake up at 5 today for the reshoot!" Minji also yells.

Getting up at 5AM to do a reshoot on the concept photos rubbed Haerin in the wrong way. Why does she have to suffer her precious sleep for a stranger?

You notice how loud Haerin has gotten when it comes to the dishes all floating in the sink, causing all sorts of clatters and ruckus.

"Everything okay over there?" You ask, coming over to help her with drying the dishes.

Haerin tenses up, feeling anger creep up her neck. "Just back off, okay? I got this."

"I just wanted to help you?"

The feline-like female scoffs, inhaling and exhaling deeply. "I don't need your help."

"What's your problem?" You fume, looking at the plate in the other's hand.

Haerin shrugs, rinsing off the plate and placing it aside for her to dry later with a wipe cloth.

"Oh. I get it. You're still mad that I messed up during today's practice."

Haerin rolls her eyes, knowing you at least got one thing right today and it was the fact that yes, you did mess up and yes, Haerin did get upset about it. She is not going to sit here and watch you jeopardize her career that she's worked so HARD for. No, Haerin was not going to let that happen.

"Pack the cookies up." She unemotionally says, continuing to rinse the remaining plates trying to not let her anger take the best of her.

Not wanting to pick a fight, you obliged and went over to where the tray of cookies sat on the kitchen's island. Opening the container sitting besides them, you placed the heart-shaped cookies into it with a soft smile at how thankful you are for the members.

"Try not to screw it up for the rest of us during the reshoot, yeah?" Haerin dries the last plate up and places them in the cabinet. "I'm getting ready for bed, close the lights out after."

What the hell was that about?

Most importantly, what the fuck is up Haerin's ass for her to be so mean and rude all the time.

"I should've never left SM..." You couldn't help but to quietly mumble under your breath, regrets are finally sinking in to you.

"I wonder how Y/N unnie is going to look in the outfits." Hyein jumps up in excitement upon arriving to yours, Minji's and Danielle's dressing room.

Hanni nods in agreement. "I still can't believe they put me with you two and not them."

"Excuse me?" The youngest whips her head in instant speed, looking offended. "It's bad enough I have to share a room with you, you think I want to paired up with you, Hanni unnie?"

Haerin sighs, knocking on the door of the dressing room.

"Coming!" Danielle says from the other side, opening the door slightly and letting out a cute noise before widening the door to let her members in. "You guys look so good!"

Haerin smiles softly in response, linking her arm with Australian.

"Where's my Y/Nnnie?" Hanni walks in, scanning the room before taking a seat down on the couch.

Not that word again.

"She left real quick to get a drink with Minji unnie." Danielle replies, dragging Haerin with her to sit down on the couch in the dressing room. "But omg guys! She looks super pretty. Like she was already pretty when she first arrived, right? But after her hair got done, her makeup and her fit of clothing, AHH she looks amazing!"

The Vietnamese smirks, looking at the other Aussie. "Sounds like Jihye has a crush?"

"What? No." Danielle flat out denies.

However, Haerin stares at her best friend, confused as to why her face is suddenly all flushed bright pink.

"You sure?" Hyein asks, wondering about the actual truth. "Because if you do, you have two other girls fighting for her attention."

Danielle gasps, covering her mouth. "Omg, whoo?"

"Me!" Hanni retorts, rolling her eyes.

"And Minji unnie."

Haerin cannot believe it. She really absolutely can't.

'What are they on about?' Haerin cannot help but to think to herself.

"Whether you guys have a crush or not, we're a team so nothing is going to happen anyways." Haerin breaks the slight argue, unlocking her phone to interact with 'Bunnies'.

"Okay, whatever." Hanni replies, rolling her eyes again at the younger's 'nerd' talk.

A knock on the door leads the other four girls startled, wondering who it is.

"Hey Dani, we're back." Minji announces from outside.

Danielle quickly fixes her hair, releasing her arm from her best friend's, she gets up with a slight prance. Clearing her throat before opening the door.

"You guys took so long, I was starting to miss you." She frowns with a pout, earning a small giggle from you.

Haerin turns her head at the sound from you, she feels like she suddenly can't breathe at your appearance.

Dani was right.

"Y/N unnie! You look so pretty!" Hyein jumps up, darting towards you, Minji and Danielle.

Seeing Hyein, you smile and wave at her. Darting your eyes to the other two members sitting on the couch, Hanni waves back with a wink while Haerin stares at you before looking back down at her phone.

You conclude that the member is an iPad baby.

"Y/N, this bow matches you so well!" Danielle said, for what seems like the 6th time today.

She tries to look occupied with her phone but her eyes are constantly staring down at the way Minji's arms is linked with yours and how Danielle is fixing the cute bow in your hair.

"Are you excited for the concept photos, unnie?" Hyein asks, leaving you wide-eyes at the sudden question.

You start to walk, to take a seat and everyone follows you, wanting to know your answer. Most importantly, they want to know how you feel about being apart of the team, on the second day.

Something naturally must be pulling you close to Haerin, because somehow, sitting besides her just feels right, even if the both of you haven't come to terms yet with one another.

Haerin feels her body tense at the scent coming from you; she was always weak for pretty girls who smell good. God, the universe is starting to curse her, this has to be karma, right?

The cat-eyed female doesn't know if it's because of the way your hair is beautifully styled in waves; kind of similar to Minji's hair, or if it's because your eye makeup seems to accentuate your already natural features or if it could be the cute elf ears added to you for the concept. Something about you makes Haerin have a weird burning and itchy sensation in the back of her throat and it pisses her off.

"I am excited." You can't help but to feel grateful for how welcoming everyone, well mostly, are to you. "You all have been so welcoming, it feels like I've been here since day one, thank you all."

The Wasian female giggles, screaming as she squeezes your cheeks. "AHH, Y/N, you are SOO CUTE!"

"After we do solo shoots and group shots, we'll be in pairs." Minji announces, taking the piece of paper she was handed earlier in the morning from her coat pocket.

Her eyes read the pairs, a small little smirk is tugging on her lips. "Hanni and Jihye are paired up, Y/N and Haerin are paired up, and Hyeinnie and I are paired up."

The Aussie line sighs, relieved that they're partners but upset at how Haerin manages to be SO lucky to get paired up with you.

Haerin cannot help but to feel sort of smug and nervous irritated knowing that she's yet paired up with you again.

Everyone watches you as you pose in the water, holding a white rose in your mouth as you look over at the camera with a specific look in your eyes.

"She's a natural.." Minji couldn't take her eyes off of you and at how you being in front of the camera looks like such an every day thing to you.

Haerin understands now. She understands why SM kept casting you; you do have that star quality in you, you were born to be an idol. She gets it.

Just how much did Min Hee Jin went through lengths to snatch you from the basements of SM.

"You two are definitely going to kill this couple shoot." Danielle encourages her best friend, with a small 'fighting' symbol made with her fist. "I'm positive you two will lead one another well during the shoots."

Couple shoot?

"Good! Y/N-shi, each photo is coming out very well!" The photographer praises you, making you feel red about it which earns an orchestra of 'awes' from your members.

Even Haerin couldn't help but to let out a small smile at it.

Wait, what? Did Haerin just smile at you?

Why does the smile from her face makes you feel even more shy?

"She's all red from the water but somehow it makes the shots look even better." The director says to his assistant, who agrees with a fast nod. "Fans will love her, for sure."

Is he right? Would 'Bunnies' love you?

"Okay Y/N-shi, you're all set!" The upperman in the industry says with a proud smile, looking at you like you're his own daughter. "After Danielle-shi and Hanni-shi, we'll get your shoots with Haerin-shi."

Haerin feels her breath hitch at the thought of doing a couple shoot with you.

"Haerin-ah, go over to the dressing room with the stylists to get prepared." Minji places her hand on the feline female, indicating her to follow the two hair and makeup stylists. "Y/N will be with you shortly."

The younger nods with a half-smile, peering over to where the stylists wait for you and her. She gives another smile to the oldest member before walking off to the pretty unnies, hehe.

"Thank you! You've all worked hard." You bow to the staff and director, getting out of the water as you quickly scurry over to where your members were standing.

"Y/N! You did so good out there, oh my god!" Hanni wraps a towel around you to stop you from shivering.

Minji agrees, nodding continuously with a pretty smile. "You were really pretty, Y/N."

"You really know how to set a mood for the pictures." Danielle can't help but to compliment you, making sure her eyes meet yours.

Hyein jumps up and tackles you. "Unnie, you did amazing!"

"Hyeinnie, you're going to get wet!" You warn the girl with concern, but ultimately, you still hugged her back.

"Haerin already went over with her stylists to the dressing room to start getting ready for the pairing shoot." Minji informs you. "Just follow with your stylists and you'll meet with Haerin."

You hold the towel around your shoulders, nodding at the oldest's words. "Thank you, Minji unnie."

The leader widens her eyes again at 'unnie', but she manages to calm herself down, ignoring the way her ears are burning up. "Of course, Y/N."

The youngest snorts at the oldest, earning a small smack on the back from Minji. "OW!"

january 27, 2024; publishing date

Pt. 3 IS UP! thank you all for the love and support on muse, it's making me happy and excited to keep writing the mini series :) i'm SOOO SORRY for how late it is; been kind of going through it 😭😭

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deadghosy · 4 months

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VEES MEETING MY VERSION OF Y/N

"Damn you guys are fuckin' worthless…..”

"I'll show you worthless!"

"Eww..."

PART1 PART2

WARNING: swearing, Neno who is Y/N’s counterpart, and foul language.

I made this while listening to edit audios ✨

YOU WERE relaxing by Lucifer who was showing you a great soap opera idea he had as it was a duck version of you and a duck version of him going on a stroll. You clapped with a smile as he goes on about a storyline with his prideful smile. The short duck leader hyper fixated on the story as you just listen and nod until you realized the time. It was a late evening time.

This whole day you spent with Lucifer because he was your first friend and suppose boss who let you in when you fell here. So of course you would love to hang out with him. But sadly the time has come as you got off his chair and waves your goodbye as he smiles sadly at your departure. You left in a wave of whispers as shadows cover your body.

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YOU APPEAR in pentagram city in your same appearance as you just left the palace. Sometimes you hated teleporting in whispers as the whispers can affect your hearing as well. As you walk with Neno following you in the shadows with a smile as he make sure you were safe while walking.

You never thought to make yourself a cuddle and your own buddy based on your shadow manipulation power as you thought it would be dumb to make this shadow counterpart of yours like Alastor has. But oddly it was relaxing with Neno by you keeping you safe 24/7 like a pet and a bodyguard. But mostly as a friend.

As you walk you seem to come across a flat faced overlord who smirks as he stops behind you. You kept walking until you felt a hand rest against your shoulder. You turns round to face Vox who has his signature smile, "well isn't it if the shadow themself...how's hell been treating you." You could tell he wasn't for a conversation as you just stare and shake his shoulder off.

You never considered him a friend as you could swear you heard him grumble but still try as he walked beside you with hands behind his back and a shit eating grin. As he kept talking you couldn't help twitch your eye in annoyance as black smoke slammed VOX with a groan as he gets pinned down by the smoke. You lean in his face with a dark expression as Neno towers you with glowing white eyes.

"Listen here, I don't want to be by you & I don't want to see you. If you value your sweet life and sweet technology around hell. ˙qɯıl ɹoɟ...qɯıl noʎ ɹɐǝʇ ʇ'uoʍ I ʇɐɥʇ ɹǝɟıɔn˥ oʇ ʎɐɹd ɹǝʇʇǝq no⅄" you said as your eyes droop black ooze from it as well as your mouth.

Vox wasn't that scared...of course not as his breath hitches in his throat staring at your creepy expression. He nods understanding as your face changes in blink as you swiftly disappear in loud whispers making Vox cover his ears(?).

Vox lets go of his ears(?) as he sees you aren't there no more..he felt a rush at annoying you. He didn't know why but annoying you felt like adrenaline just knowing you can destroy with one hand without that pesky shadow that always company you around. He smiles with his sharp grin as he fixes his tie as he walks to vee's tower.

He couldn't help but like your personality....

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ITS A NEW DAY, And shopping with Lucifer's money is quite elegant if you say so. Even if you did not want to at first. But then Charlie wanted you to go spoil yourself as you felt more better about yourself. And shit you must agree it felt good to spoil yourself. So what the hell, you went and spent almost 50k again. But hey, it's their fault they spoil you at times.

As you left a fashion store smiling at the new black clothes and [aesthetic] clothes you got, you seen one of the Vees. Velvette who is chewing bubble gum while on her phone. It seemed as if she was waiting for you as she looks up and smile at you. She waves you over to her as you raised a brow not falling for this "bullshit."

I mean, you don't hate the female Vee. But you know not to trust Valentino after his little performance with Angel dust and stunt on Charlie. Plus what Vox did irritated you as you didn't have plans to listen to a yapping news channel. You could see she was getting irritated as she rolled her eyes walking over to her. Honestly it was funny as you looked down at her which made her look down at her.

"What? You got smoke in your ears eh?" You she had a weird accent...kinda sounds Australian? British? Whatever it was, it was strong as you lean your face close to her which she just crossed her arms eyeing you up and down.

"Jeez, I at least excepted the 'shadow demon' to talk back and say something snarky. But I guess you aren't hot take." She says smirking.

You chuckled at the Vee, "why..aren't you a cute little thing. Where's your owner, Dog." You said with a snarky tone. "So that's what you sound like hm..." she says grabbing you by your collar. Your smile twitched, she smiles sensing your body language but you just sigh at how this was suppose to be a good day...but now it was ruined at this shit.

You gently took her hand off your collar as she kept smirking. "Listen, V needs you and I don't know why but he sent me to get you. That flat faced fuck couldn't stop talking about you. So yeah, I ain't wasting my time on explaining. Just follow me to the Vee tower." She started to walk off as you hand Neno your bags with a kiss to the head. Neno purrs and slithers through the alleys going to the hotel to drop off your bags in your room.

You smile at Neno, but the smile falls as you walk behind Velvette walks ahead. You kept your hands behind your back while eyeing the female Vee as she goes back on her phone. Probably contacting that flat faced fucker about you actually coming with her. But it didn't matter as you could easily leave if you don't have time with the Vees.

"So why does Vox need to see me? He could've just come a face me instead of sending his little friends for him like a little bitch." You say looking around boredly

Velvette just shrugs holding her phone, not even bothering to look or turn to face you. "Don't know, don't care to answer."

You smiled at her attitude, it made you interested in her. "Well aren't you swell. I would've thought you would've had a better answer at least. Since you and that flat fuck seem on topic with technology."

"Yeah well, me and him aren't alike at all. So just shut it, and let me guide you to the tower." She said lastly as she stopped texting whoever and walked forward having her hands in her pockets with a resting bitch face.

You just scoffed as you kept a straight posture as Neno appers in your shadow with a smile at you as he purrs seeing you okay. You held your hand out as he swirls around your hand and hide in your body. You still faced the female's back as she stopped at the Vee's tower.

"Welp, we're here. Just don't piss anyone off. As if you can't help it with your face!" She laughed but you didn't say anything as you just had an emotionless smile while walking pass her.

"Buzzkill.." you heard her mutter under her breath.

(Part 2?)

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sunlitmcgee · 8 months

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Okay so. Before I have to pass out and go to bed because work tomorrow. Rapid fire, very surface level, rambly and nonsense messy thoughts on the Lords in Blacks' humanoid forms.

Wiggly looks like a prom king! He rules on high in The Black and White, so it makes sense that even in such a "childish" form he makes it clear he's the leader. He's wearing a visual that the 3 kids will see as someone in a place of authority over them, yes, but he's specifically someone within their social "class" as it were: aka a fellow student. He demands their authority and respect, but oh, they're all fwendy-wends here, so they don't need to be so formal!

(also he has a lil' plushie mini-him for a backpack and it's making me Insane <3)

Nibbly, meanwhile, is a lil' pinkie girlypop. I don't know a lot of his lore or personality other than he hungry and has a connection to pigs, but just visually speaking, that basic info is conveyed very well through this outfit. The visor hat covers his eyes so you focus on his mouth, which is always all smile, all teeth, gums pulled back so you train on it as his most defining feature. If I had to guess the Lords' ages off of this scene along I would probably assume Nibbly is the youngest one, given how cutsie this outfit is tbh. Very "child who just got dressed up for sunday church by their parents" core but maybe I'm just rambling :")

Blinky is a grundy Daphene from Scooby Doo <3 he has such a tiny little voice and such a big baggy hoodie that has the hood pulled up so his whole face becomes an eye. I love the soft fur to represent his plushie's belly and the long hair. The glasses are also very fun. I wouldn't be too shocked if the hoodie and glasses are merch you find at Watcher world <3

As always, Tinky is a little fucked up little scraggly little fucko. He looks like a Danganronpa reject and I love it very much! I can't really say how much I feel this outfit matches his character, because well. Tinky's already Weird even among the lords, what with his Smelly Goatman Time Fuckery thing that makes it hard to link him to a singular theme. But he just looks so Wild and Unkempt that I can't like? see any reason the design DOESN'T fit him. if that makes sense?

Apparently Pokey is the guy that did the hivemind in Guy who didn't like musicals! With that knowledge, damn of course his ass looks like he waddled out of a ren fair's costume district! His mask, his hat, his face paint. Yep! that's a guy who made freaky hivemind space goop that makes people sing alrighty!!

anyway ^_^ i love these fucked up little guys

#the lords in black #nerdy prudes must die

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midnxght-sweet-time · 1 year

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╰─▸ ❝ [ ⚠ 18+ 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 ; 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗗𝗼 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁. ] ❞

» " 𝑇𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑒𝑓 ! " ◥

➤ 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬.

∷ 𝚂𝚢𝚙𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚜 ▼

In a desperate act of hunger, you broke the Queen of hearts rule #089 : You must not eat the queen's tarts without her permission. Even as a non member of Heartslabyul, do you really think you could get away with such atrocity?

∷ 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜/𝚃𝚆 ▼

Suspense. ▪︎ Reader making dumb decisions. ▪︎ NSFW. ▪︎ Smut. ▪︎ Choking/use of collar. ▪︎ Overstimulation. ▪︎ Raw/unprotected sex ▪︎ Possessive sex. ▪︎ Angry sex. ▪︎ Dumbification. ▪︎ Oral sex. ▪︎ Cock-drunk/pussy-drunk. ▪︎ Squirting. ▪︎ Creampie. ▪︎ You get fold to a mating press. ▪︎ You're also being stuffed like a turkey. ▪︎ Rip your legs your never walking again. ▪︎ Riddle is sexually fustrated. ▪︎ Not proofread. ▪︎ Please I wrote this during English class–

— ● ✎ Note :

Listen to me— I had been suggested a reel of that one scene of Alice in Wonderland from the live action and from that I somehow got this big brain idea to commit to it. For those who seen it ya'll should know where this came from. This is actually my first time writing smut– in a more descriptive narrative sense, to those uhhhh horny connoisseurs, I'd like some feedback if any thx qwq. Anyways, have fun reading sweeties ♡

"Someone has stolen my tarts!!!"

The shocking sound of the doors being slammed open with such violent force made you swallow any comfort you had before and replace it with dread.

The once lively room of friends now went silent and still like a sudden interrupted record player. It wasn't the fact that the door was nearly knocked out of its hinges that scared everyone— no, whether that poor door were to ever move again was the least of anyones' worries; it was the fact that someone's or everyone's heads will roll to the ground… metaphorically speaking.

This situation however seems to differ from every other; of all the times you have stood still as a common bystander that got caught in the crossfire, this was entirely different.

Sweat rolled down the side of your face as your heart thumps uncontrollably as if looking for an escape. How your terrified heart screamed at you to run or hide and cower any way out of the dorm leader's piercing sharp gaze that bore through every person in this room all at once. Your lips straighten and your teeth sink into the gums behind it as a vain attempt at calming yourself from the beast that's approaching.

The taste of strawberry on your lips seems to be indigestible now…

The heels of polished boots were more than a warning— they were unspoken yet clear threats to anyone who even dares think of moving an inch besides him. Those gray-blue tinted orbs that flitz from one side to the other. Eyes furrowed at a certain orange haired male that had his strands standing on end with a mere click of his tongue.

"Trappola."

The first suspect was called. Ace immediately shot up from his lousy posture and stood tall before the vicious queen as if a card soldier on command. "Did you steal my tarts?" Like a man being held at gunpoint, Ace took a moment to keep himself steady before speaking, "No dorm leader." The eyes of Riddle stayed on him for a few seconds before continuing on the straight path of students to interrogate the next.

"Spades."

The other pair of cards was called. Unlike the heart, the spade was more self-assured. Deuce eyes at Riddle with an equally bold glare. He was more well adjusted to the situation as seen in his confident expression. Yet the slight shiver of his fingers and legs were opposing this. "I did not eat your tarts, dorm leader." That was all it took for Riddle to look satisfied with his answer. An approving nod was given as Deuce was left off the hook easily. It almost made your eyes twitch in envy.

Those bluish gray eyes went back to scanning the lounge of students. The look on Riddle's face seems to soften a bit now, but it was a mere facade that gives a false sense of security. The tightening of his fist was a dead give away to you that puts you on high alert, it was clear that he was still very pissed off and is dead set on finding the culprit. This caused gears in your head to start turning as you suddenly had a stray warning thought. You noticed how… out of character the tyrant suddenly was. You know how lenient he has been ever since his Overblot, but how he takes his time in searching for the tart thief feels more calculated.

Everyone knew Riddle doesn't take lightly to anyone stealing anything from him, especially his precious tarts. So for him to be slow and steady in this pace felt so off. It felt like he already knew who the culprit was and was simply going about a routine of interrogation. Maybe to coax the truth out of anyone by crushing them under the pressure like a bug at the bottom of his heels.

It sure had you sitting on the edge of your seat as if you were watching a horror movie. Your back sinking further into the velvet plush cushion of the seat as if you were trying to sink into it to get out of this situation. The way his intimidating presence prances around the room like a hunting predator had your eyes glued to his every move as you prayed internally for him to move on even if you knew the off chance of him ever letting this one broken rule slide was undoubtedly little to none.

As if the universe decided to screw you over, Riddle pretty much ignores the last two of the remaining dorm members and goes straight to you. His supposed short form towering over yours as he stood tall. A shadow was cast in front of you and Riddle from how the looming physical threat was preventing any light from comforting you at all. The only 'lumination' to this unwelcoming cover was the look in his eyes that metaphorically shines as he glares down at you and the anxiety burning through your entire being. Slowly did his face edge to yours as he bent down to take a good look at you. A slight widening takes over his eyes as if he wants you to take a good look at his pupils that had a glow of rage and suspicion. His lips move slowly as every word places an invisible pressure on your chest at the impending doom.

"Did you steal my tart?"

Gulping down whatever was left of your pride, your lips barely parted and were about to let out only hush whispers until the red tyrant spoke once again. "Open your mouth wide and speak, darling." It was like a purr and a growl. How his voice was harsh but the word 'wide' draped along his throat.

Inhaling a deep breath as if the enraged boy stole your breath away with just his mere presence. You gathered yourself and repeated the words that the previous suspects have heaved out, "No. Riddle."

But it was barely enough. Meanings behind those words were half baked and hardly convincing to the red queen's ears. As no matter how innocent and petite Riddle's short form may look, his mind was far from being naive. One brow rose up as he scanned your entire expression, making your breathing unsteady once more. It was so nerve-wracking how he was inching towards you. Those wide mad eyes coming closer and closer.

You looked to the side as your panicked gaze focused at the heart and the spade markings on the side of your friends' faces. Your pupils shake as if begging them to say or to help you. But no matter how desperate you may look, everyone stood still and watched as if they were just statues that were glued in place; unmoving and never dared utter a word, either by the fear of being targeted next or perhaps with a blank mind and no plans to save your sorry ass.

But as your sight shifted back, all your vision was covered with faded red of eye shadow on fair skin, as small locks of hair in the same red shade brushed against your eyelashes. The feeling of soft smooth lips connecting with your dry ones was what overwhelmed your senses. It was then you realize you were trapped within the tyrant's hold. Something slippery glides across the dry skin at the side of your mouth all the way to the other end with a slow sensual lick, wetting the surface and picking up the lingering flavor and syrup that you left behind.

A gentle touch on your cheek that almost caught you off guard. It caresses your skin gently yet holds you in place with how those fingernails gripped at your skin like an anchor and dragged it down to your chin. Your breath was stolen once again as you finally realized the unexpected osculation was a way of finding the evidence to your thievery.

As he finally pulls away with a thin trail of spittle connecting from his end of his tongue to your lips, you didn't notice how red and hot your cheeks burned with how fast your heart race; either from the fear of being caught or the sudden display of affection that made you almost forget you had a literal audience that starred at you two with wide eyes as if you were a victim placed on an unfair trial. But it doesn't seem Riddle was all too bothered by the latter.

All his focus was on you, furrowed anger displayed on his face as his eyes bore through yours once again but this time with a hint of an indescribable emotion that you can't seem to decipher. A small wet puckered noise rings in your ears as you notice that same wet muscle glided along his lips the same way it did with yours. With one final inhale, he slowly inches backwards with soft spoken words you didn't know you'd be terrified of hearing:

"It's strawberry jam."

Lewd sounds of skin slapping together was drowned with the dizzying sense of pleasure leaving you gasping for air and crying out incoherent sobs. The way your body jolts up with each pound of his hips against your ass, has you gripping onto the fabric of Riddle's tie that bound your hands together in a cute little bow.

"I w-was just hungry– I–"

Your words were cut off by the harsh slap and the knock of the tip of his girthy cock ramming up your cervix, shutting you up. The sound of wet squelches echoes through the room and those bluish gray eyes bore holes through yours with such intimidating presence. "Stop making excuses." The red head sneers, flickers of anger and hunger still laced in his eyes that made you shiver accompanied by his gloved hands that gripped onto your waist securely as he forced you through his harsh relentless thrusts.

He wouldn't hear you. The only thing he took into account is the non stop moaning that he can drive them out of you. You were just hungry. You would have asked for his permission or known it was his if he wasn't away doing other things, cooped up in his room for who knows how long.

…Or perhaps that bitter thought was what led you to spite him and stole the tart in hopes you could get away with it. You were planning to replace it, you swear! But Riddle would never listen and insist on punishing you tenfold.

You shift your head to the side, your neck aching with how tightly the collar squeezed at your throat. "Please— so- s'too much–" your senses have already been overloaded. You lost track of time with how long Riddle has been stuffing you with his cock. You could barely register his words as he muttered, "And you are to take it like how you took my tart." He has fucked you well past tears, past the point your voice have started to grow more hoarse. Your legs that once wrapped around his waist so obediently have now fallen limp; much to the dorm leader's annoyance, he had to hold them down for you.

"You don't know how to behave do you?" The tyrant grunts. The table rocking off all papers and pens he worked so hard to organize just to make space for you. He continues to feed you his girth, vigorously plunging into you that had you seeing stars. Fuck. His too much— you would beg and cry for him to stop if he didnt keep interrupting you with well-aimed thrusts that kept you moaning or even demand you shut up and take his cock like the good little slut you are.

It felt so good but the overstimulation made you feel like you could just burst.

He was ruthless in his punishment, making sure to make this as mind-breakingly numb as possible. The infamous collar was chained tightly on your neck to make sure you were reminded of your misdeeds with how little air you get to take in. Your mind is turned to mush with how nicely his length rubs against the plush walls of your leaking hole. Juices that were already squirted out mixed with cum that overflowed have been leaking down to the crack of your ass and to your back. Your sore legs are gripped so tightly as you've been folded into an overused mating press.

You felt his hand grabbing your jaw and slowly turning your head to face him. The touch was oddly gentle in contrast to the rough treatment you've been given. His eyes now gleam their color at you with a more softer look than that furrowed glare from before, yet it was still just as frightening with how sternly expressed he looks at you.

"Keep your eyes on me. You have yet to apologize for your actions."

Another harsh single slam against you, telling you he has reached another high. His tip pulsates and you moan at the feeling of another wave of cum pumping you full again. His cock sliding in and out subtly to get a bit more friction to stimulate the ejaculation, filling you up again with another load.

You heaved out a desperate gasp, "Ri-Riddle– 'm sorry."

Another savage slap of his balls on your ass. He starts fucking you again. Pushing you onto the table. He bends down to sink his teeth on your collarbone, planting another bite besides the dozens that are already littered on you from neck to shoulder, some even on your thighs. He holds onto that part of your skin like a rabid animal that had been starved— perhaps he was seeing as how you took the one thing other than you he was looking forward to after work. Your cunt already all puffy and swollen from the abuse, yet it sucks in his dick as if yearning for more.

"Queen of hearts– rule- fuck, rule #053. You w-will replace what you stole— but I want… your integrity."

Inhaling your scent, his head is still buried in your neck. Your hands that were bound have given up the struggle and instead clawed at your own palm. The fabric felt like it was part of you now. You felt like a folded origami with how long you've stayed in such a position. Squirming underneath your queen that holds you so possessively, completely at his mercy. His girth and cream stretching you and keeping you full, you're not sure if you want him to ever pull out and be emptied.

You can feel every heavy vein that drags along your slippery slick walls. You were so very sensitive, panting like a dog. Perhaps this was your third— no… fifth orgasm? You really can't recall anymore when you're squirting out like a hose. Your juices glistened and coats his whole length. Lubricating it so well his thrusts were so smooth but still so rough.

"You are to obey these rules. Understood?"

"Y–yes-!"

Your vision gets hazy as you keep rocking on his dick, your cunt being constantly destroyed from the inside out. You were completely fucked dumb. Riddle really has no intention of stopping until your sweet little mind can think of nothing but the pure stifling bliss his putting you through or til the clock strikes midnight and your pussy is left overflowing with his cum as a mark of your discipline.

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noproofread · 2 months

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Into It (NSFW)

Luffy x afab!reader (gender neutral though)

i cannot be held responsible for what weed influences me to write shhh

unprotected sex, inappropriate use of gum gum powers, edging (if you squint), public kinda sorta. Luffy's sailing away the next morning and reader makes a move, Luffy knows what he's doing.

word count: 1,338

masterlist here

You had been drinking a little, celebrating the straw hat’s victory overthrowing the corrupted leader of your country. It was a banquet thrown as a thank you to the pirates. Maybe it was the liquor in your system that made you a little more brave but you had been flirting heavily with their captain. He had that clueless charm about him. Carefree in a way, he spent most of the night singing, drinking, eating. He was cute, funny, and the way he viewed the world made you jealous. He wanted the world in the palm of his hand, and you wanted it for him. You helped him during his stay in your country, grew somewhat attached to him and his crew, and he will be sailing away to continue his journey. You wanted to take this last night to fulfill your own selfish needs. Luffy advocated for doing whatever you wanted, and you planned on doing just that.

You danced over to the straw hat captain, taking a small bite of his food to get his attention. “Hey! This is MY food!” He whined. You laughed, touching his arm lightly. “Sorry, sorry. Just couldn't help myself…” He huffed, biting into his food. “Are ya having fun, Luffy?” You poked him, wanting to hold his attention. You had a plan to lure him away. “Hell yeah. Look at how much food I get to eat!” He exclaimed, devouring all the food in his plate so inhumanely fast it surprised you that he didn't choke. Feeling the liquid courage take over your brain, you leaned into his ear. “Wanna have more fun?” You whispered.

Luffy turned to you, looking slightly confused. “More fun? What do you mean? How?” You smiled, taking his hand and running towards the nearest bedroom in the building. “Hey! Where are we going?! Is the fun this way?” He asked, you looked back at him briefly and nodded your head. He shrugged, accepting the adventure. You entered the room, throwing Luffy in before locking the door behind you. “For this to be fun for both of us you have to trust me.” He nodded his head. “I trust you.” You swallowed a lump forming in your throat as nerves suddenly hit you. You took a deep breath, focusing instead on how much you wanted to have a moment alone with Luffy. All the thoughts you had about him, about what you wanted to do to him. You looked into his eyes, taking his hand and guiding him to the bed behind him. You pushed him down, making him prop himself up slightly with his elbows.

You draped your legs over either side of his hips. Straddling him. “Close your eyes.” You whispered. He obliged. You leaned in, kissing him softly. His eyebrows furrowed at the contact, slowly leaning into the feeling of your lips on his. Your lips were soft and they made his body feel hot. He began kissing you back, much to your surprise. Luffy didn't seem like a guy who was very interested, much less knew how to kiss. His hands found their way to your thighs, your skin felt soft under his hands. It excited him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. You fully sat on his lap as you kissed him deeper. Your tongue peeked out to lick his bottom lip, earning a low groan from the straw hat captain. His hands landed on your hips, his thumbs tracing circles under your shirt. The feeling of his rough hands on your skin was overwhelming. You wanted more.

You pulled away, looking at Luffy’s face. It was flushed, his half-lidded eyes looked up into yours. It took everything in you not to completely attack him. You held his gaze, taking your shirt off and tossing it aside. He took his hands and trailed them all over your exposed skin, causing shivers to course throughout your body. You rocked your hips into his, your arousal was too much to bear but you wanted to savor this moment as much as you could. He hardened in his denim shorts, groaning as he felt you rub yourself onto him. You kissed him passionately, exploring his mouth with your tongue. Luffy had collapsed on the bed beneath him, taking one of his hands and placing it on your ass as the other gripped the hair behind your head. You continued grinding into him, moaning softly into his mouth as you chased more friction. Growing frustrated about the lack of complete contact between you, Luffy tossed you onto your back. He hovered over you, taking off the clothes that remained on your body.

He sat on the bed, taking off his own clothing quickly as he breathed heavily. He wanted to feel you with his whole body. “Now you got me all excited.” He said, scanning your body hungrily. The way he looked at you like you were a piece of meat simply for his enjoyment thrilled you. Luffy threw himself onto you, leaving a trail of wet kisses on your neck. His bare cock grinding into your core. You hissed, imagining how it’ll feel inside you. You felt him twitch as he rubbed against you, groaning into your neck. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him back. He looked down at you, his eyes blackened with lust. “I need to feel you inside me Luffy, please.” You begged him with your eyes. He was salivating, drool dripping onto your bare chest.

He lined himself up with your entrance, biting his lip in anticipation. The feeling of him stretching you caused you to grip onto the blankets. Luffy let out a loud moan as you wrapped around him. He collapsed onto his hands, hovering over you once again. He moved slowly in and out of you, his eyes rolling at the feeling. “You feel so fucking good.” He whispered, keeping an excruciatingly slow pace. You pulled him closer to you, kissing him. Your hands scratched his back as you ran them all over his body. The room filled with loud moans and lewd sounds coming from your bodies. You were thankful for the party in the distance muffling everything.

Luffy picked up his pace, moving faster and sloppier as he thrust into you. He was unraveling in front of you. He felt better than you imagined. His cock stretched inside you, reaching spots you had no idea you had. Your moans got louder as you inched closer to your climax. Luffy’s cock had started twitching inside you, you could tell by his incoherent sentences that he was close too. Every word that fell from his lips to express his pleasure was slurred and strained. You closed your eyes, your vision turning red and your ears ringing as you reached your high. You clamped down on him as you came, yelling out his name in the process. That’s what did it for him. He shot his hot load into you, his body quivered as he rode out his climax. He collapsed onto you, attempting to catch his breath.

You pulled away from him, your head spinning from the feeling he gave you. Speechless, you looked at him. “I didn't know you had that in you.” You chuckled breathlessly. Luffy smiled, clearly feeling satisfied. He took a moment before getting up and getting dressed. He helped you pick up your scattered clothing. You kissed his lips gently once you were dressed. You knew he would leave tomorrow, and now you had this shared experience that only the two of you will have memory of. A low grumble came from his stomach, breaking the sweet moment between you. “Worked up an appetite I guess” Luffy laughed, making his way to the door. He stopped for a moment, looking back at you with his hand on the doorknob. “That was fun.” He smiled, opening the door and walking through it. You giggled, following him out of the room and rejoining the banquet.

#one piece #one piece fic #opla #x reader #one piece smut #luffy x reader #monkey d luffy #opla luffy #monkey d luffy x reader #opla luffy x reader #luffy smut #one piece luffy #THAT MF GIF OF ANIME LUFFY

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Introducing Icha the cult leader

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Yandere cult leader! Icha who holds rituals towards his god Eros to ensure that y’all’s souls are destined to be tied down together forever in the present and in each lifetime.

Yandere cult leader! Icha who’s usually snarky and foul mouthed on the outside. But is actually calm and pragmatic when he dawns his cult garbs and preaches to his followers how they had to pray to Eros in order to fulfill their pure hearted desires of claiming their soulmate as theirs.

Yandere cult Leader! Icha who resembles a prickly chihuahua whenever you’re not around for him to blatantly fawn over. He’ll snap at anyone and anything since he’s got a very short temperament and is prone to getting violent.

Yandere cult Leader! Icha that has a long history of anger management issues stemming from a ripe age. Where it was documented that he first punched a hole into the wall. Before ruthlessly assaulting a random boy who gave flowers to you before he even got the chance to.

Yandere cult Leader! Icha who’s a total homebody and looks as if he doesn’t work out much with his tall lanky limbs. Rest assured he’s got a sleeper build which helps him in taking care of his ritual sacrifices (His love rivals) in the name of obtaining your love under the jurisdiction of his god Eros.

Yandere cult Leader! Icha who’s such a gentleman whenever it comes to taking care of his darling. He’ll open the doors for you, send you flowers/favorite snacks, write love poems, and promise to never ever leave your side even in death. (Literally)

Yandere cult Leader! Icha that actively vandalizes your things. Drawing ritual like symbols in discreet spots upon your bags, hairbrushes, clothes, and even the back of your phone case. He swears he’s not trying to bully you, it’s just a simple incantation meant to attract you towards and ward off any potential suitors who dare to waste your time via unexplainable deaths.

Yandere cult Leader! Icha who speaks with a harsh stutter and acts like a love drunk fool in your proximity. He’s an awful klutz to the point where he’d always trip and fall over himself due to his eyes being so focused on over analyzing every bit your gorgeous figure.

Yandere cult Leader! Icha that collects anything belonging to you that you’ve thrown out. such as your trinkets, broken pens, used hair ties, clothes you thought to donate, your used empty body wash, and even bubblegum of which you chewed and spat out in the foil wrapper.

Yandere cult leader! Icha who’s so nasty thinking nothing of it when he opens the wrapper to chew the gum savoring the taste of your saliva. Even going as far as to roll the gum under his tongue and leave it there to marinate so he could fully relish in yalls indirect French kiss.

Yandere cult Leader! Icha who spends his time meditating manifestation spells. Trying to summon you out of thin air so he could trap you in his lap and coddle you like the precious babe you are. Making sure to spoil you rotten with his affectionate gestures of love.

Yandere cult Leader! Icha who worship his shrine of you alongside his god Eros. Always paying homage to how you made his heart palpitate with every glance and smile you threw his way. Even if you were just trying to be nice and hardly even knew of his existence.

Yandere cult Leader! Icha who’s not above thinking of kidnapping you and stowing you away within the confines of his basement should his god demand to see progress of his love for you bearing fruit (which is Him having a delulu monologue between him and his god basically encouraging him to act on his selfish desires and monopolize you whole in the name of his pure love for you, his sweet lamb.)

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starysky1289 · 6 months

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Toxic!Sorority!Vanessa X Reader. College Party

TW: Noncon, toxic relationship, drug use, mentions of r@pe

You held tightly onto Vanessa arm, it was Vanessas Sorority semester finals week Party, and she had insisted you’d come. You wore a black crop top and a short Pink skirt. Vanessa wore a cropped button up and black leggings. The music blared around you, liquor bottles and Drugs littered every table in the house.

Vanessa shook you off, looking over at another group of girls, she looked at you through the corner of her eyes.

“ I’m gonna talk to my girls. You stay on the couch. “

“ a-alright..don’t take to long, ok? “

“ I’ll take as long as I need. “

She stalked over to the group, you gently sat down in the nearby couch. You watched the countless boys try and hit on every girl in the room, all of them usually failing. You looked down at your phone, before feeling something tap your head. Looking up, it was a pretty brunette, she looked high out of her mind, but her brown eyes stayed focused on you.

“ hey. Names Lily, you need a drink pretty? “

She dangled a white claw above you. You took it, cracking it open and drinking it, sighing afterwards. Lily sat next to you, pushing her whole body weight on your side.

“ mm, what’s a pretty think like you doing here all alone~? “

“ my girlfriend is talking to her friends, she’ll be back soon “

“ yeah? Who’s your girl? “

You swirled the can in your hand, hesitant to speak anymore, you figured it wouldn’t work, would it?

“ Vanessa Shelly..”

“ woah. Our sorority leader? Damn, you lucked out, to bad she’s not taking care of you..pretty girls should be watched over..”

She cooed into your ear, you felt one of her hands trail down your skirt her fingers slowly sliding in between her legs.

“ y-you seem like a lovely girl b-but no, I can’t. “

“ well, Vanessa’s not, so someone’s gotta~ “

She slowly pressed her fingers against your soaked panties, chuckling as she pushed them to the side. Everything in you was telling you to make her stop, but you wanted it, Vanessa hadn’t touched you in days..a little something would help.

You took another sip of your drink, glancing around for Vanessa, she was no where to be seen. Lily played with your folds, kissing you on your neck.

“ Vanessa dosnt take care of you, you need me so bad, you need- “

“ Lily. Fucks going on. “

You both shot up, Vanessa and a few girls stood in front of you two. Lily pulled up quickly, chuckling slightly.

“ nessa! H-hey! Just giving your girl a drink- “

“ looked like you where doing more than just giving her a drink. Cmere, you need to relax. “

Vanessa liked her pinky, dragging it through the white powder on the nearby table, grabbing lilys face. You watched lily’s eyes turn to fear, as Vanessa rubbed the powder of her finger against lily’s pink gums, she imeaditly melted into it. Vanessa let go of her, and turned to you, yanking you up by the shirt collar.

“ girls, you go have fun. I think I need to teach someone a lesson. “

Vanessa growled, and dragged you upstairs,you could hear the music fade away as she threw you into the room.

“ now, you better fucking explain why she had her fingers up your cunt, or I’ll let the girls rape you all night. “

You panted heavily, staring up at her, you struggled to say anything, you were too afraid to speak.

“ s-she. She just c-came up to me a-and just..w-wanted to..”

“ and you just let her? You couldn’t be alone for five minutes. You had to let her touch you. “

“ well y-you haven’t touched me in days! I’m sorry I’m needy-! “

You shout up at her, she froze, she was amazed you had the nerves to speak to her like that.

“ do you need to relax too? Do I need to fix that mouth of yours?? “

She reached her hand into her leggings pocket, pulling out a small baggie filled with the white powder. You struggled against her, trying to pull away, her icy blue eyes stared into you, her fingers pressed against your cheeks, small tears swelling around your eyes.

“ open. “

“ n-no! “

She held your mouth open when you spoke, keeping your jaw parted. She spit down into your mouth, and finally letting you close your mouth.

“ swallow. “

You begrudgingly swallowed her spit, you could taste the booze from it. She sit you down on her bed, just holding your face and staring at you like a peice of meat. She examined all your features, trying to figure out what to do with you, what would make you learn that your hers. Eventually, she smirked, she decided.

“ you need me so bad? Then I’ll give it to you the way I think you deserve it. “

She turned around into her cabinet, pulling out a black box. She pulled your shirt off you, and took out a piece of rope, grabbing your wrists and tieing them together, and then to the bed frame. She left your skirt on, pulling your panties down, tucking them in her pocket like they were a prize.

You hadn’t dared to talk, you were already nervous on what Vanessa was doing to you. She took out a small pink silicone toy. She slowly slid half of it into you, before pressing the top of it, as it began to vibrate.

You let out a surprised moan, Vanessa quickly covered your mouth, grabbing a bright pink ball gag, and forcing it on your mouth.

“ now arnt you pretty, you get to cum all you want. Now, I have a few things to do, so be a good girl and stay quiet for me, I’ll only be a few minutes~ “

Vanessa teased, and walked out of the room. You screamed at her, but they were muffled by the gag. The vibrator in you made it impossible to think of anything but cumming, and how how you needed it. You where pathetic, and Vanessa knew it, you where hers to use as she please, and you couldn’t do anything about it.

~*~

It had to of been a hour, atleast sense Vanessa left. You couldn’t feel your legs, and the vibrator had slowed down from it being constantly on. Your eyes were half lidded as you saw a figure enter the room, stumbling slightly over to you.

“ h-hey baby..I forgot you were up here..”

It was Vanessa, you could see was completely waisted, as she sat next to you.

“ lemme, take this out..”

She pulled the vibrator out, and chucked it across the room, and undid your gag, you quickly took gasping breaths, as you struggled against the ropes.

“ v-Vanessa I’m sorry… p-please let me go..I won’t ever do it again I promise..”

“ god your wet…I need to take care of that..”

Vanessa murmured, she didn’t hear you at all. She stripped off her leggings, digging through the draws of her vanity, as tears began to roll down your face again.

“ v-Vanessa, Vanessa please! Please I can’t take anymore! I-I’m sorry please!! “

You watched as she pulled out a strap, it was the bright pink one, it wasn’t to long, but its girth could ruin you. Pink was the way she marked you, she would always say she owned the colour pink, and that anyone who she allowed to wear it was her property. You were her property.

You watched as she clambered back onto the bed, holding your legs up and putting them over her shoulders.

“ mm..pretty girl…don’t you need to relax~? “

This time she pulled the little baggie out from her bra, she wet her pinky again and gently dipped it in the bag, you reluctantly opened your mouth, you’d given in at this point. She gently rubbed her finger along your gums, smirking afterwards, stuffing the bag back into her bra.

“ see? Just relax, let your body soak that sugar in. “

She traced up through your folds with the tip, before plunging it in, you let out a defeated moan, she’d thrust in and out of you with a wet slap every time, her pelvis hitting yours every time.

You weakly moaned, yanking even more at the ropes, you needed to get out. Your mind slowly grew fuzzy, as you melted under Her, Vanessa’s body warm against yours as she sped up.

“ I-I’m gonna cum n-nessa…”

“ yeah? Already? Cmon baby…do it for me…cum for me..”

She cooed into your ear, slamming in harder. You moaned out, wrapping your legs tightly around her shoulders, before feeling your walls clenched, you moaned out one last time, before collapsing again, panting heavily. Vanessa weakly untied you from the bed, before collapsing besides you. The music from the party had died down, you knew it wouldn’t be long before campus police showed up. You tried to roll over and hold Vanessa, but she was already getting back up, redressing herself.

“ nessa…stay the night…”

“ no..I gotta go clean the party and get rid of all the evidence before I’m caught. You’ll be fine, don’t be a baby. “

She murmured before stalking out, slamming the door on the way out. Your body felt too heavy to move, so you let yourself slip into sleep, Your gums tingling as you did.

#five nights at freddy's #vanessa shelly #Toxic!vanessa #sorority!Vanessa #tw!#tw toxic relationship #tw drugs #tw noncon #vanessa shelly x reader #vanessa shelly smut

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amikoroyaiart · 1 month

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Can you confirm if this is accurate regarding their personalities? 🥺🙏

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09 Ghost: Sassily serious war baby who will laugh hysterically as he watches you scream and writhe in agony. It's his coping mechanism for going through the nine layers of Hell (computers help)

22 Ghost: Literally done with everyone's sh!t and just wants to do his job. Epitome of grumpy and stoic family man who alienates himself from said family because of trust issues. He gets better, though...sorta

09 Soap: Gruff Scottish dad(dy)

22 Soap: The baby brother who can kick ass and chew bubble gum

I can’t confirm or deny because you are free to interpret these characters however you want ☺️

The way I see them is:

22 Ghost looks scary but he is just a dude. He is harsh on the recruits bot because he is mean, but because he wants them to be the best for the sake of their survival. He is a good leader and in his free time maybe he reads some books, listen to Linkin Park on his walkman.

22 Soap seems like a sunshine but if you say one bad word about anyone from 141 you are dead to him. He is very protective of his friends. Loves to paint in his sketchbook.

09 Ghost is a loner but he is a damn good leader. He is not very good with socializing but he will have your back always. Has anger issues but he is working on that. Pair him with Roach and there is no braincell left. MacTavish lost count at how many laptops he destroyed.

09 Soap is a gentleman. I have this hc that he was raised only by his mother. No siblings. Cares a lot about his team. Saw Simon in Ghost from their first mission and never let that man distance from him.

Those are some of my personal headcanons but like I said, everyone can interpret these characters however they want 🥰

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Bad Batch Season 3 Episode 15 Spoilers

Finale-Inspired Scenario

I know it was very touching and all with Hunter's "if you need us [Omega], we'll be there". I was Touched™. But all I could think of then was this scenario: Omega: mysterious badass pilot in the Rebellion from any outsider POV. Strange mildly Force-sensitive, very young woman with very extensive, if unorthodox military experience. Animals follow her around. May or may not be a pirate. Has devoted mildly Force-sensitive friends who appear to consider her their leader. Has very odd contacts in very odd places. Weirdly naive about a lot of things (dirt continues to fascinate her) but terrifyingly experienced with others (cloning, mind-wiping, sentient experimentation, etc.). Can fix anything. Has a weird grudge against Saw Gerrera (but who doesn't?). Escape artist who overflows with compassion at the MOST INCONVENIENT times but will also absolutely stab a bitch with no compunction and watch him fall to his death riddled with blaster holes. Never speaks of her origins, history, or family. The famous Captain Rex knows her personally. Senator Chuchi hugs her. Captain Hera Syndulla has apparently known her since childhood. Other pilots and members of the Rebellion are fascinated by this mystery. They place bets on her past -- former Jedi Padawan is currently leading the pool, with "amnesiac formerly brainwashed Imperial child soldier or Emperor's Hand" trailing not far behind. And then. Oh no! Mysterious badass pilot Omega is in a bind. Trapped somewhere behind enemy lines. The Rebellion is collectively in despair, dithering about whether they can spare a "suicide mission" to get her. And then. Multiple (three or four, depending on whether Echo retired to Pabu :D) oddly similar geriatric hippies with scars, facial tattoos, and a tamed lurca hound apparate into their council room. One of them has a toothpick. He has no teeth left, but he is somehow still chewing it disdainfully. Another has one eye and appears to be 1. made of durasteel and 2. has a hard time fitting in the council room. The shortest one has a Ponytail with a capital P, seems to be cosplaying as Moses, and refuses to listen to anyone. They have an incomprehensible system of numbered plans that correspond to no military system anyone has ever seen. They spend 70 percent of the twenty minutes they are on base arguing with each other and ignoring absolutely everyone else. Rex gets a pat on the shoulder. A middle-aged pirate is their getaway driver. The hound will not stop chewing Important Wires. No one has any idea what they want. People only start to get a clue when they yeet themselves at the planet Omega is trapped on and disappear as quickly as they came. There are multiple explosions, screaming, and what sounds suspiciously like a fusion generator overloading catastrophically over an open comm before it is abruptly cut off. The Rebellion gives them up for dead even though Rex, Syndulla, and Chuchi seem oddly unconcerned. Cut to three weeks of radio silence later. There is an unauthorized landing. The code is very old, the signature masked, and it blasts through their security measures like it doesn't exist. A very beat-up ship trailing smoke and parts coasts in to the hangar bay over the protests of the landing crews. Geriatric Hippies Numbers 2 and 3 spill out in a flood of more smoke, completely untouched and looking mildly irritated instead of suffocated. 3 has two stumps and no hands now. He does not appear concerned about this. Somehow, he is still gumming the toothpick. The getaway pilot/pirate is yammering on about where she can (steal?? borrow? liberate?? what?) some upper class robotic hands for him. Geriatric Hippie Moses emerges next. The lurca hound beside him is trailing what looks suspiciously like stormtrooper armor from the corner of her jaws. Badass Pilot Omega, none the worse for wear, is thrown over Hippie Moses' shoulders fireman-carry style, complaining loudly and vociferously that she is NOT A KID and does NOT NEED TO BE CARRIED and YOU KNOW HOW YOUR BACK GETS, HUNTER, PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW --

Omega is summarily deposited in front of Rex with several squinty, semi-threatening looks that he cheerfully ignores. They leave -- without bothering to repair their ship, it is absolutely still on fire -- with a lot of meaningful silences, back-slapping, hair fussing, armor-tightening, you-forgot-this and did-you-take-your-kit and do-you-have-the-grenades-I-made-you and are-you-drinking-enough and don't-forget-to-comm-home.

A brave technician who had nothing to do with any of this dares to inquire about the injuries, the second missing hand, and the, uh, wreck they're driving. They are summarily sneered at, called a "reg" in the most scathing tones possible, threatened with dire death should Omega come to any harm, and left standing on the landing pad.

Rex is pinching the bridge of his nose and doing Lamaze breathing. Syndulla is trying not to laugh. Chuchi just looks fond; Omega just looks sheepish.

The entire Rebellion: ....what was that

Omega, sighing deeply: ...my younger brothers

The ghost of Rampart in the background: I HATE CLONES Bonus points if Jedi Knight "Kanan Jarrus" aka Caleb Dume happens to be strolling past the hangar bay just in time to see Geriatric Hippie #3 ("Toothpicked, Toothless, and Handless") and Geriatric Hippie #1 ("Skullface Moses"), screams piercingly, and Force-levitates himself to the base roof. It takes both Hera and Ahsoka to get him down three hours later

#star wars #bad batch season 3 #the bad batch #funny #tbb season 3 spoilers #bad batch season 3 spoilers #spoilers #the bad batch season 3 spoilers #tbb crosshair #tbb omega #tbb echo #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #captain rex #the rebellion #tbb phee #phee genoa #mywildernesspost

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