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Oh hey, I’ve been following for Trek and Data stuff (cheers) & just saw you liked khajiits too and YES. They are Azura’s perfect children, flawless. Enjoying your content! :)
FELINE HUMANOIDS NUMBER ONE!
#SORRY for the gif its just so funny and fits my mood for this ask#also if you like khajiits i HIGHLY suggest the st species caitians. while there isnt a whole lot of screen time of em theyre a treat#i know for a fact the 70s st animated show has one which i watched and recommend. shes soooo fun#the newest animated show has one too and while i have not watched that one i have seen her design and its sooo nice#i think also the online game has em if ya want more games where you can play as a cat person ^￦^ its free too last time i checked#but it is only pc im p sure#im glad i can entertain 💗
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and bc your OCs. i literally don’t know how i left that out… kamdeuce + the hornyposting you do in vaughn’s stead is like 40% reason i’m on this goddamn site If i can be perfectly honest. ok bye
NOT YOU CALLING ME OUT... maybe me and vaughn share the same soul. but you shouldnt know that !
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HIHII hope you are doing well!!!
I have a request but if you're not comfortable writing it's completely fine too!!
Anyways~ can you write something with University professor geto x top student reader??? They have a lot of sexual tension and geto continuously targets the reader in his lectures only for her to storm into his office after a test in which he didn't give her the marks she deserved just so he could piss her off and eventually leading them to blow off some steam together hehe-
HEJSJSH ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT REST OF THE DAY💗💗
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I GOT THAT DUMB D*CK !
a/n: hi cherry 2! saying 2 because i already have another cherry anon, thank u for waiting for this btw sorry this took so long omggg!!! i wanna make it similar to the short blurb i did here, but ill leave out reader being a camgirl! a lot of lore talk, just a warning
wc: 8k (sigh ....)
warnings: so much lore lol sorry, no beta we die like men, age gap (32 / 24), professor!geto, fem!reader, geto is also a cam worker, masturbation (both f and m), toy use during f! masturbation (vibrator), fantasising, pet names, praise, degradation, use of ‘slut’ and ‘whore’, oral (m receiving, f receives briefly at the end), dumbification (ig?) face-fucking, deep-throating, spitting in mouth, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink, cum eating, implied multiple rounds, n*sfw under the cut
no one could really pinpoint the reason why professor geto had picked on you, called you out so much, and why you entertained the incessant questions. it was unbecoming of a prof., he knew, it was never smart to favour one person (negatively, in this case) in a room of bright students who could read between the lines. but he just feels himself so drawn to your furrowed eyebrows and words laced with venom, because at the end of the day, he can see that you aren’t all talk.
you challenge his views and you do it in a way that catches him off-guard. you propose insane arguments that you willingly would die at the grave just to find evidence for; or it could just be because he was staring too much at the way your mouth moved and your eyes expressed everything to pay attention to your words, finding that you were just too beautiful to be chasing a linguistics degree.
this was another thing: geto suguru could possibly have anyone he wanted. he was fine. shoulders pulled back in proper posture, hair either tied up fully or just halfway, and always, always wearing shirts with sleeves that reach his wrist. to that, everyone could see just how bulked the man was, top looking too tight all the time.
geto knew he was fine, too, because on top of (and before) being a professor, he found that he could get a good amount of money by just streaming — camera propped below his neck and obviously tight button-up shirt discarded to reveal his tattooed body, while he has his legs spread and the thirsty, horny comments flooding in on the platform. it’s been a norm by now, started from his uni days where he needed some extra money to support his fees and living necessities.
one year turned into two, two years turned into stagnancy during his third and fourth years (save for a few occasional streams), and up came a little funny graduation stream suggested by his best friend. geto had spent a good half ’n hour talking about his time in university and thanking his viewers, changing up the setting almost immediately by showing hard he was.
[uzum4kisl0ver]: YEAAAH we’re getting to the good stuff, thank u for feeding us so well these few years uzumaki-san!!
[minstash96]: Congrats on graduating Uzumaki-san!! I rmb joining during your third year and found out from everyone u were getting busier </3 but Im glad youre back again!!!
[g_bigdick_s]: fellas is it gay to support your best friend’s graduation jerking off stream
the flood of “yes”’s replying to gojo made the streamer laugh, thankful that his best friend had listened a little and at least changed gojobigdicksatoru to just his “G.S.” initials to avoid people finding his LinkedIn. from there, geto had gotten into the true nature of his stream easily, fishing out his cock to stroke and loving the sounds of tips coming in, the name of his alias Uzumaki continually commented. since then, it’s become a side hustle — finishing his masters, training to become a professor, it’s all natural to him, taking even further steps to make sure he isn’t found out.
exactly, he could have anyone he wanted — a fan from his streaming account, or one of satoru’s regular fwb’s but instead he finds himself drawn to someone else, you, the second year student in his bilingualism and multilingualism module that he has no trouble teaching despite his freshly employed status.
at the start of the week, the gods decided thought it would be funny to delay the campus bus that would take you to the english department for a consultation session with your professor. you couldn’t focus in lectures due to bad cramps, you were behind on your non-major related courses, the bad luck just seemed to seep into one day after another. you had woken up late, putting on a terrible outfit that no one really cared about, except your professor who just had a smirk on his face.
“if you notice, runes were created as they were spoken — spelt as they are said which almost look like ‘pictographs’,” prof. geto switches to the next slide with the runes and their meanings alongside a jumble of symbols that send the whole class into hysterics, “can anyone sound out the phonetics of these runes to me? hint: even though i said they look like pictographs, the first rune is definitely not an E.”
he was known for asking questions during lectures, pleased with anyone that would even try because he knew how quiet lecture theatres could get. he was exactly like that in university, too, letting satoru take all the attention due to the many unknown people in the same room. now, he found that asking the questions was a little entertaining, seeing the way students look back down at their laptops and avoid eye contact. but he doesn’t need to do anything and his body is already turnt towards you. he’s not even pointing physically, which he thinks he’s done a good job of restraining himself.
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“the words and names should be as they sound — so ‘s’ or ᛊ should translate into a ‘c’ since they didn’t have a C back then and it’s the closest sound to C. ᛃ can’t be ‘h’ because of the usage of H in hagl . . its pronunciation is different and plus, we’ll spell it how we say it, so maybe it’s ‘j’?” you mutter to yourself, an urge to answer the quickest, always. you aren’t sure where this streak came from, but you’ve been smart always, “sja . . it either can be chanel or channel since there’s a rule you can’t use the same rune twice in succession . .”
professor geto already knows you’d be the first to answer, raising your hand even without looking since you were still calculating the other four letters which you put together fairly quickly.
you take the safest route, “chanel, with one N.”
geto clicks his tongue and sucks in a breathe, “so close, miss (y/n), but it’s because i cheated a little on my part.” you can feel your blood boil and the grimaces of other students when he switches to the next slide and there’s a little grin on his face. it says — ‘there is no distinction between capital and small runes, nor can you use the same rune twice continually.’
“you are right, partially, but i did want to drive home the point,” which he’s sure you already know. “that words with two N’s or L’s or whatever, would only show up in the runic language as only one character.” your face morphs into something of annoyance and the grin on professor geto’s face only widens — that defiant, headstrong nature is something he loved, but the grin drops a little when he imagines something . . out of the classroom. his pants tighten.
you mirror him, clicking your tongue and reluctantly taking down the note in your documents before sinking into your chair — not even chō, you friend, could find the proper words to comfort you. you spend the rest of the lecture, sulking, unwillingly answering his incessant questions with a scowl on your face and a headache forming.
this never stops—
“miss (y/n)?” one-on-one meetings were the bane of your existence, but it was the only way to connect with your professors properly — here, geto calls you to talk about your latest essay where you were the last on the roster. by then, everyone has filed out with nobara waiting for you just outside the classroom.
“don’t have to call my name, i’m the only one here.” you mutter under your breath, and geto feels a little annoying today.
“what was that?”
“nothing—”
he hums, scooting his chair closer once you sit, and while you find the gesture a little weird, you’re overcome with just how good he smells and it only fuels your hatred more. it’s no fair that he’s so . .
“miss (y/n).” you sigh with an apology, frankly not ready to hear how he’d be attacking your essay. it was written on a rushed timeline, you didn’t cite your sources properly, you knew some criticism was warranted as much as you didn’t like to hear it from your professor’s mouth.
“. . you do know you can’t just rely on your brain, right?” geto speaks softly and you feel your heart flutter at his tone. he points to the places where you forget your in-text citations.
“but professor, information about syntax and phonetics just comes like second nature . .” you mumble, ignoring how he closes his eyes and hisses, “and all the sources on the internet say different things.”
“then just find a reliable one.”
you tsk, taking the paper from him and flipping to the next page, “well, i did one here.” the paper makes a sound when you press your finger into it, aware of how close you are. from here you can feel the heat radiating off his body, unconsciously rubbing your thighs together.
“too long ago, needs to be within five years.” geto’s lying through his teeth.
“no, it does not!” you pull back and look at him incredulously. ah, the feeling’s gone, “not in language related papers, at least!”
“but that claim was from the 2000’s, miss (y/n), for all we know it could’ve been resolved by then.”
“then why didn’t you say anything about chō’s scholar article from the 1990’s?” you’re standing up, now, furrowed eyebrows depicting the very thing you feel: confusion, agitation at being treated like this. given you weren’t in the best condition when you wrote this essay, but you still gave it your all.
“her argument was about the interconnectedness between the romance languages — yours,” he punctuates while leaning back in his chair. you don’t like how your eyes flit down to his lap, but you’re forced to look up when he stands up too, “is about the use of ciphers in comparison to an immature language developed on the internet that created in the 2019s. any scholar claim before that would be void.”
your blood boils just like that day. alas, he had a good point, but like always, the gentle slit of his eyes and the all-knowing smile didn’t match the bullying he was laying on you and you despise it.
even! even, as you notice how there’s probably less than a inch between your faces as you puff out your chest to look more intimidating and yet geto suguru towers over you. and even when your heart beats loudly in your ears, feeling his hot breath fan over your own face while you don’t miss how he licks his lips and glances down to yours not-so-secretly.
you swallow at the silence, until there’s the annoying notification of his Outlook cutting the tension and soon you’re snatching the essay from him, walking to where your bag is. although you want to let your anger overflow, all you say is a tame, “noted. thanks, prof” with a glare, eye twitching.
you made sure to slam the classroom door with shaky hands . .
. . but you’re not very good at capping your rage. “i swear to god! he better fucking check his mirror and admire himself because soon i’m going to beat him up so bad that everyone can’t recognise him.” geto’s lips turn up in a small smirk at your flared expression he just witnessed — he just loves your dirty mouth and he finds himself thinking of it more and more often.
chō only can tut, “so you find him attractive?”
“what? how the hell did you infer that from my rant?” you scoff, shoving her to the side, not aware that your whispered outburst is heard as he’s packing up. he simply enjoys looking at you walk away through the glass slit of the door, hips swaying unknowingly.
“bad news, guys,” geto, or rather Uzumaki, sighs on screen, adjusting so the lens of the camera rested just below his collarbones. easily, his chat fills up with a mixture of horny comments and genuine questions, chuckling to himself as he unbuttons his shirt. he feels more like a sinner at this point, suddenly flustered with the confession he’s about to make.
“i think i’ve taken quite a liking to someone,” geto hums, hands going to his trousers to palm his bulge. he had to get home immediately after that, cancelling his meetings for the day. with a single text to gojo, the white-haired man was excited to hear everything about this new person, thankful that his best friend will finally not be alone.
[g_bigdick_s]: TELL US! TELL US!!!! TELL US!
but professor geto is lost instantly, imagining you as he massages his erection. thinking about your anger transforming into pleasure, into obedience for him as he forces your mouth down on his cock. oh . . how’d your mouth and hands feel, how’d your pussy feel.
geto groans, already removing his dick from the constraints, and pumping it to full length. he doesn’t even talk much, only the endless comments and tips reminding him he was still on live. spitting on his hand, he wraps his hand around himself again, thumbing the tip and hoping it’d be your tongue swirling around it.
what would you look like on your knees, taking each inch of his cock down your throat? would he be able to wipe the defiance off your face? would he be able to fuck his smart student, dumb?
“you need a good destress, woman,” chō suggests over the phone, voice a bit uneven due to it being stuck in between her shoulder and ear, “go on camstar or something, i’m sure you’ll find something hot there.”
“chō, i am not going on a porn streaming website! i’ll very much settle for my smut fics, thank you.”
“boo, don’t you get bored? i get that normal adult industry videos are super inaccurate but . . when was the last time you’ve watched an unfiltered, unedited jerk off vid? that’s the hottest.”
you scoff, “yeah, like you would know, miss complain-whenever-you-get-dick-pics.”
“that’s because it’s unsolicited! plus all the men who send me pics have ugly dicks. if anything i’m more open to get unsolicited pussy pics rather than consensual dick pics at this point.” your friend nonchalantly says, spreading her fingers to look at her manicured nails, “but anyway, prof geto is on your ass too much lately. maybe he wants to get in your pants?”
you don’t recoil at the suggestion as much as you expect to and you’re puzzled at that — “please never say that again.” just as you’re saying this, you’re typing in camstar.org even though you told yourself not to but deep down, you know that you’ve been craving more than just twitter links and porn with plot stories. on the front page, you’re seeing a video thumbnail of a guy with a fairly big . . feature, countless tattoos lining his body while you can catch a faint glimpse of his long hair in the dark room — it’s the only one that draws you in, other streams merging into a blur.
chō’s voice fades off when you notice just how popular the stream is, cursor hovering over the title (“just a ramblefap, need to release some tension”) almost tempting you to click.
“okay, will get back to you,” succumbing to your needs, you shamelessly grab your vibrator just as she cheers into the phone. you can hear that’s my girl! on the other side as you stifle a smile, bidding a goodbye before you settle into bed. from there, you do what you always do: relax for a few, slow your breathing, get yourself wet a little—
click.
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you shove the vibrator under your pillow and bury your head into it, screaming.
“i mentioned in yesterday’s lecture that Latin evolved from the dialects of the Italic peoples of ancient Italy, or Latium, a region in central western Italy. over time, Latin absorbed elements from other languages, such as Etruscan and Greek, and it became the main language of the western Mediterranean.” professor geto rambled on in classic geto fashion — it was his passion that made him so easy to listen to, as with the many enamoured girls with googly eyes and the guys who wish they could carry themselves the way geto did.
you’d say the same thing: his love for his subject of study made him attractive — charming even — as much as you didn’t want to admit to your friend, but you’d be more open with your attraction like everyone is if he wasn’t—
[9:52am, (y/n) -> chō 💟] so fucking annoying and cocky and picking on me all the time!!!!!! im soooo sick of him im so serious omfg ....
but today, he’s looking less at you and more at other students, or even marvelling at the terrible paint job of the classroom as he goes from slide to slide. he talks about the derivation in which French separates from Latin, borrowing similar spellings and meanings from the old language while separating the way they are spoken.
“French is the most divergent of the romance languages because of strong Gallic and Frankish influences. The Celtic Gauls spoke a language similar to Old Dutch but adopted Latin as the Romans invaded Gaul.” you don’t even have to look at him to get him thinking of lewd things, spiralling into his fantasies ever since last night. geto is a little fatigued, too, having lost sleep over his fucking student which he just can’t help bothering. excitement at having you in class before is now turning into dread with every week that passes, and this week is just one instance.
“uh— i-i know you guys aren’t well-versed in either, but with your knowledge of both languages,” geto pulls at his tie. he feels hot, “discuss with your tutorial groups, the differences between the two and list down examples. just come up with one difference, but preferably name a few instances.”
[10:01am, (y/n) -> chō 💟] wish u were here im so bored 😭😭 profs acting so weird today tho
[10:01am, chō 💟 -> (y/n)] is he looking hot and bothered, nervous ??? like he wants to cry? im tellin you he wants you fr
of course she’d come out of her sickness-induced sleep just to bother you about him having the hots for you.
[10:02am, (y/n) -> chō 💟] you’re so ... i swear pls shut up he may want me but i do NOT want him
[10:03am, chō 💟 -> (y/n)] not even while you were just ranting about how his side profile looked a little too good in lecture yesterday?? anyway i hope you’ll be able to get that nut tn 🙏🏼 that guy on camstar sounded hot asf
[10:04am, (y/n) -> chō 💟] ikr i cant believe i got cockblocked by a fuckin livestream ending 💀 thank you fr i need it atp
“any progress here?” he comes out behind you and you slam the phone so hard you give the both of you a scare while your other friends exchange giggles with each other. what you don’t know, is how his arm is positioned upon the back of your chair and his whole body hovers just beside yours. you’re threatened to look, but you know if you do, you’d be falling deeper into the pit that you promised yourself not to fall into.
“yup, we’re just discussing things about how in terms of grammar, French has conjugation but almost no declension. but— uh, it rather uses word order to express some of the intricacies that Latin expresses through word endings.”
you can see geto nod from your peripheral, “good. good answer, any examples to show me?”
your friends nod towards you since you’re usually the one with all the information about different languages. they aren’t foreign to the way geto keeps calling on you to answer him, too, so you shouldn’t have any problem with this, right?
wrong. you’re stuttering through your answer, turning your head finally and being met with the sight of prof geto looking down on you like a deer caught in headlights. you think that being in lecture theatres, sitting near to the back and your hatred in general has desensitised you to the beauty of your professor, because being under him like this makes your core pulse uncomfortably and your voice shaky.
“. . hm? what was that?”
“i was uhm— saying how— uh,” the way geto nods at you makes you more nervous, painting you as someone who someone who had all bark and no bite, but the other knows very well that you had a nasty bite. you’re smart and witty, pretty, hot as fuck, and if anything, it’s taking everything in geto not to bend you over and show you your place in this very classroom in front of everyone, too.
“little lady got nothin’ for me today?” geto purses his lips and lets his teasing side take over, an easy-going smile taking over his features that you just want to kiss and slap off at the same time. wait.
“i didn’t get enough sleep because i was too busy trying to rewrite the damn essay you said i had outdated and missing sources for,” you speak through gritted teeth, feeling a mixture of arousal and pure rage for the man hovering over you.
geto juts his lip out in a pout, face getting dangerously close to yours and challenging you. he just hopes your two friends won’t say anything, “well, darling, if you picked an easier topic to argue about, you wouldn’t be doing that, would you?”
“well, sorry i’m always trying to outdo myself. are you, professor geto? what with your boring suits and black and white slide designs?”
you click your tongue and turn back to your phone to pull up your chat with chō while geto takes a deep breath, desperately hoping the hard-on wouldn’t show through his slacks. your other two friends only giggle even more at the exchange, because for the rest of the class, professor geto is on edge, unable to teach coherently.
[11:17pm, chō 💟 -> (y/n)] YOU DID WHAAAAATTTTT...???? GIRL YOU SAID THAT???!!!!!!
[11:18pm, (y/n) -> chō 💟] bro what if i get expelled.. i shouldnt have but he was pissing me off so much... i did put an apology in the end tho
by then, you’ve already submitted your rewritten essay, putting in a short note at the end for your behaviour in class. although you don’t take it back, you’re still trying to play it safe especially with how much you paid to get into university. you scroll along camstar, bored out of your mind and hoping to find something as compelling as the inked guy from last week, but nothing really draws you in. until you’re refreshing the page, and just like the previous time, the popularity of that same bulking guy seems to push his video to the top.
and finally, before you’re clicking into the video, you check out his profile: in his early thirties, started this account when he was 24 and in university. you smack your lips at that — he’s been doing this for almost ten years? that’s dedication. in curiosity, you scroll down his account, seeing the progression of which this guy built up his figure and tattoos that litter his body. he’s kept the same format, camera showing his body chest down until you’re lazy to scroll more, a little disappointed in not being able to find any indication of his face.
you think that maybe you saw a glimpse of that wrist tattoo that matched the tattoo on your professor’s wrist, but you could just be imagining things.
“alright guys . .” the man on the screen huffs, clothes already discarded to get straight to the point, and you’re recording a small snippet of the same guy you told chō about. “had a rough day today.”
the onslaught of comments going i can make u feel better!!! Take ur anger out on me Uzumaki-san makes you sputter and laugh, sending that video first before you’re taking another. your attention is stolen for a moment, seeing chō react with emojis to your video message (“let’s see what emails i got today, huh?”), but the structure of sentences that the man speaks soon brings you out of jollity and into shock.
“how cute, an essay sent straight to my email.” geto wants to do anything but look at emails right now, but ever since he’s gotten your rewritten assignment, it’s all he’s wanted to check out if it wasn’t for the many meetings and errands he had to run today. “yadda yadda . . oh?”
“i’m sorry for today’s lesson,” purposely pausing to leave out his name, geto continues on, “i shouldn’t have reacted in that way no matter the situation.” a smirk forms on his face while your body fills with dread. in your panic, you pull up your own document whilst catching all of this on camera, tracking each word as the man on camstar.org continues to say out your apology word by word.
and then bit by bit, you’re making out how the man behind the camera might, just might be your linguistics professor. the broad shoulders, the jawline, the long hair, the manspread . .
but even with your heightened combination of excitement and revelation, you don’t click away, blindly sending the video to your friend and then shamefully digging under your pillow to grab your vibrator.
“teaching people is so difficult sometimes, guys,” he grunts, pulling down his underwear and revealing his already hard cock. he lets out a shaky sigh as he wraps a hand around his shaft, “you usually get the people who won’t do any work, the ones who are absent half the time — usually they go hand in hand.”
professor geto laughs and you twitch at the lovely sound. “but . . there’s this one girl . . in my classes— f-fuck.”
you’re entranced, watching your professor masturbate in front of thousands of people who possibly didn’t know a thing about this man while you try to get your jaw off the floor, “who is entirely different from these categories.”
“she’s smart,” geto groans out and you watch transfixed as he starts to pump himself, hips grinding up into his palm, “she’s so smart that i’d want to get to know her one day and just talk about anything.”
“s-she’s so fucking attractive, too, you guys won’t even— oh goddd . .” you feel like you’re being watched, so you’re careful with how you’re putting your vibrator to your core and once you start it, the moan that leaves you lines up with geto’s deeper groans. it turns you on so damn much.
with his head tilted back, he’s long gone as he moves his hands faster and faster, the slick noises of his pre-cum and spit mixing in together — geto only wishes he could act on his desires once the course was over, but knows you’ll probably be mortified at the prospect. at least here, he can imagine that it’s your mouth or cunt doing all the work.
“s-shitttt . .” the professor sounds out, hissing when he thumbs his tip and even more pre comes spilling out and while you watch, you’re hypnotised by the beautiful moans in its perfect cadence and the thickness of his cock. by now his chest is heaving and he’s holding onto his bedsheets so tight you wish it was your thighs.
“i want to fuck her silly, fuck all of those stupid facts out of her head and get her dumb on my cock,” geto whines, hips fully bucking up now while you press your vibrator deeper into your clit. you’re left wondering how his mouth would feel, to shut him up by pressing him into your cunt until he can’t breathe, soak his stupid fucking suits, “want to hear her moan my name.”
you whimper at all the things professor geto swears he wants to do to you, grinding into your hand while he speeds up as well. he doesn’t speak, simply stroking himself as he thighs tense up and he squeezes his shaft with head full of visions of you in terribly lewd positions, making disgusting sounds, and all for him. it isn’t long before geto cums with a loud drawn out moan, shooting his cum onto his torso with a sigh before taking a sticky hand to his lips, licking it off — “i’d want to see my cum dripping out of her one day.”
that sends a chill down to your core, biting your pillow before you release softly all over your hand and vibrator; you spend the rest of the night watching professor geto’s other videos.
[12:32am, chō 💟 -> (y/n)] oh. OH..........
“i should’ve just taken an off-day today, i do not want to get back our results.” chō rubs at her eyes and temples, wanting anything to do with the return of test marks, but unfortunately it was the week after midterms and it was inevitable, “don’t need to ask you though, you’re probably not worried at all.”
“trust me, i am,” you bite the inside of your cheek. it’s been at least . . two weeks after that whole debacle, and despite your intense vents with your friend and the continuous picking on by prof. geto, nothing out of the blue was happening. except, maybe, your growing physical need for your professor and your simultaneous, increasing hatred for him.
“it’s only midterms — you don’t need to worry too much since it doesn’t contain a high percentage. what you should be focusing on are your finals. we’ll work on your shortcomings and mistakes here so you guys will do the best when the time comes.”
and when professor geto comes around to hand you your test, all you do is glare up through your lids, taking it from him before feeling your whole world crumble.
“a B+?!” your mouth gapes open at the blatant 65/100 mark that glares back at you. you know that you would’ve gotten anything but a 65, willing yourself to study harder and harder just to rub it in his pretty little face that you weren’t falling behind in his class. at this point it’s got to be personal, so soon, you’re packing up your things angrily with the intent to storm his office after your other classes.
it’s late in the afternoon when you finally finish your other tutorials on a short fuse, him clearly getting ready to head home by the darkness of his office when you shove your way through the door.
professor geto is sat in a laid-back position, tie hung on the hooks installed in the office and a few buttons are unbuttoned, revealing the very familiar tattoos you’ve become acquainted with.
“to who do i owe the pleasure?”
“cut the crap, prof.,” you scowl, using your foot to slam the office door close. despite the late nights being buried in your sheets, you won’t let yourself be treated like this, “i deserved anything but a 65 on midterms.”
geto tilts his head, sitting up and gesturing out to you; you realise he wants to see your test paper.
“ah!” with a finger, he makes a show of finding for your obvious mistakes which was minimal — but the way he marks obnoxiously tells you everything you need to know, “here. your comprehension of the similarities between Latin and Ancient Greek was too surface level, you didn’t explain why—”
“i. did!” you press down into the paper like the first time, leaning over his table and reading out the exact answer you wrote just a few days ago, “here, since your blind ass wants to act like i wasn’t answering the question.” you push yourself into his desk more, eyes levelled with his. you dare him to say something smart.
“well, your explanation of the six cases in Latin left out the locative, the last one, and there were some problems in the conjugation that the test asked of you.”
“bullshit. show me, if you’re so confident.”
professor geto knows he’s hit a dead-end. he was telling lies, full of it, but he’s enjoying every second of the anger that translates into your features, of the growl in your voice. he leans back further the more you close in on him.
“nothing, right? so tell me, do you hate me that much?”
geto simply laughs, crossing his arms and reminiscing on the many nights he’s spent doing anything but.
“quite the opposite, sweetheart.” the name catches you off-guard for a moment, but your sour face returns soon enough.
“then what the fuck do you think you’re doing, picking endlessly on a student?”
your professor sits forward, prompting you to cower back. you think it’d be good to bring up whatever he’s got going on on camstar.org but you’ll wait to a good moment before you say anything about your trump card, until geto snaps you out of your stupor by towering over you. the sheer difference makes you swallow.
“because i like seeing you flared up and angry and mad.” professor geto surprises you with each second, the nonchalance in which he said it, the stupid, attractive smirk on his face. now’s the time.
you compose yourself, thinking of the best way to phrase this, “you know you’re not entirely safe, either, you know. i could report you with the frequency in which you’re picking on me.”
you point a finger to his chest, thinking you could get him to lay off immediately with this as much as you were hoping he wouldn’t. the attention was unwarranted but not entirely . . terrible, “that wouldn’t look so good on your record, right, Uzumaki-san?”
you relish in the surprise that seeps into geto’s pretty features but it’s a short-lived victory when he goes back into a relaxed state, expression neutral — “so you know.”
“know . . what?” your professor pulls away and walks around his desk, finally in close proximity to you like he’s always wished.
“how badly i want you.” he whispers, but doesn’t go past that, rather letting you figure everything out for yourself.
“‘. . fuck her silly, fuck all of those stupid facts out of her head’, right?” you mumble softly, not admitting to even chō that you had watched that livestream over and over enough to memorise the few sentences. geto wraps an arm around your waist to tug you closer, faces so close that you could just shut him up.
“go on.”
“you want me to go dumb on your cock,” professor geto mutters a correct which undeniably sends a thrill to your core.
“you want to hear me to moan your name.” “—want to hear her moan my name.”
a small smile spreads across his face (even if you left out the most important thing) as he finishes his own sentence with you, eyes clouded over with lust and your scent and he’s positive he can smell your soaked panties from here if he tries hard enough.
“that’s right.”
“sooo . .” by god, you fucking hated the man, but seeing someone stroke their cock to just the thought of you — how could you pass off such a good opportunity? “do you prefer professor geto, or suguru?”
geto groans at his first name usage, setting you on his desk and presses himself into you at the sound of papers flying to the floor, stationary falling to the ground. he can only hope no one walks in. he’s fully hard, loving how your legs naturally spread for him.
“whatever you want, baby.” and after, it’s all history with the way geto crashes his lips into yours, letting you pull at his jacket and shirt, practically ripping open the buttons to see his tattoos that you’re begging to see. slowly, he lets you trace them while he kisses down your neck, roughly pulling your sweater off of you. you have the cutest tits, packaged nicely in your bra which he has no trouble taking off. there’s a small sound that escapes his mouth when he unclasps your bra and your breasts come falling out.
“didn’t tell me you had such a nice pair . .” you giggle.
“yeah, like i would straight up tell my professor that.” with a hand, your hand follows the ink of his dragon that wraps around his body and torso, right down to his happy trail, “but i mean, you get the honour of seeing it now.”
with a squeeze to his bulge, you whisper, “maybe i’ll let you fuck them next time.”
geto lets out a little moan, “fucking minx,” before he latches his mouth onto your nipple, kneading the other greedily. a soft moan leaves your mouth as you knead his erection, a culmination of your combined groans in the quiet office. soon he’s giving attention to the other, a hand trailing down into your panties where he rubs your clit to test the waters, and he smiles into your skin at the way your hand falters and your head hangs forward.
“p-professor . .” it’s clear geto can’t wait, because he pushes a finger into you easily with how dripping wet you are, panties showing a dark patch of your juices. “s— so thick—”
“i know, baby, gotta stretch you out,” a soft pop! is heard as he comes off your nipple before he meets your lips in a sloppy kiss. he shoves his tongue into your mouth the moment he pushes a second finger in and he swallows your moans, letting you feel around his body to dig your nails in — it was just too damn much.
“so— suguru, your f-fingers, they’re so—” even with your protests, your hips grind up against his thick fingers that are pumping in and out of you, taking every last piece of fire in you as you succumb completely.
“what, miss (y/n)?” geto memorises the exact way all your previous blazing words are reduced to mere mewls and whimpers, alongside your pleas for more, more, more.
“i need something—” you whine when he pushes all the way inside, stretching your cunt so well as you clench around him like a vice and sucking him in, “i wanna make you feel good—”
you get at least a little resolve in the time it took you to say that, drunkenly unbuckling his belt before pulling his cock out. his tip is positively leaking, fingers curling instinctively in your pussy and your moans mingle together again.
“c’mon, prof, please?” geto tuts, reluctantly removing his fingers from your cunt which he wish he could spend more of his time in, but gives in to you as you switch positions, pushing him against his own desk. from there you’re going to your knees, marvelling at the cock you’ve watched on your very own screen.
“better than you imagined?”
you roll your eyes, “shut up or i’m blue-balling you.”
geto exhales forcefully, cut off when you put your mouth gently over his tip. you suckle on it like a pacifier, swirling your tongue around the mushroom head and looking up at him through your lashes; the sight is heavenly. the hair from his bun had fallen out, framing his pleasure-filled face, and the veins on his arms pop out so much from how harshly he’s grabbing the wood.
“f-fuck, baby . .” his words are lost once you start bobbing your head, encasing his shaft deep in your mouth as you suck and lick and slobber over his thick cock, using your hands to stroke the places you can’t reach. a choked moan weasels itself out of geto when one of your hands deviate to play with his balls, squeezing lightly at the sack while you continue to lick the underside of his length.
“take me like a slut, don’t you?” geto says breathlessly, fingers going through your hair to gather the strands into a makeshift ponytail, cradling your head to guide your mouth, but he soon starts to thrust into your waiting mouth.
“want me to fuck your dirty whore mouth?” your professor asks and you hate how much it turns you on as he brings you off to let you breathe for a moment. you stick out your tongue, big doe eyes just pleading to be used as your hands anchor themselves down to his belt loops.
“y—yes, prof., give me everything you got,” geto hums, seemingly satisfied with your answer as he taps your tongue with his tip, cock so heavy and thick it makes you whine a little before he shoves it in without warning. the moan that rumbles deep in your throat sends vibrations up his body and he starts a pace immediately.
“that’s it, that’s it—” you breathe through your nose as geto face fucks you, two hands covering the back of your head as he thrusts into your throat. your mouth’s just so damn warm and tight it has geto groaning non-stop while your eyes start to well up with tears. he uses you like a cocksleeve, abusing your throat each time his tip meets with it.
“fuuuckk— yes, yes, your throat’s so—” geto tilts his head back when he buries his cock in you, the deepest he’s ever been and your nose meets with his pubes, the smell of his musk and sweat making your eyes roll back in pleasure. suguru is all grunts before moving again, the gagging, gawking noises filling the small space.
“mmhm— mmf!” you moan around his length, trying your best to move your tongue along the underside of his cock. a hand goes down to quell the growing need of your cunt, slipping a finger or two in.
“dirty girl just can’t think straight when she has a— s-shit— cock in her, huh?”
you hum in agreement, eyes fluttering when you feel his tip twitch in your mouth and geto spills right into your throat with a long moan. your lids flutter close, taking as much cum as you can before coming off with a deep breath. strings of his cum and your saliva connect you to his cock, the lewdness of it all showing clearly in how sloppily you sucked your professor off.
“open.” and you show your tongue still full of his cum, taking the opportunity to lean down to let a ball of spit fall from his mouth. it drops painfully slow to your tongue, closing it only when you hear the rasp of swallow, “good girl.”
“think i’ve kept you waiting for too long, need to be in you,” geto brings you up by your upper arms, propping you up nicely onto his desk where you already start to leak into the wood, “do you want me to be in you?”
“only if you promise to stop picking on me, prof.,” you pout. really, a changed girl once you get some cock, huh?
“but you’re too cute not to bother, baby.” your pout deepens and geto feels a tug on his heart. oh, you were too adorable, knowing you’d kill him the next time he mentions this. he hopes they’ll be a next time.
“i mean it, suguru,” you murmur as he uses his tip to play with your juices, smearing it around your cunt. “treat me like a proper person.”
“can i at least treat you like a slut behind closed doors?”
you bit your lip, he’s asking for a next time, and who are you to reject him?
“whatever you want, professor,” you wiggle your hips along his cock, hoping for some friction which he grants to you with no problem, “use me. treat me like your cum dump.”
geto hisses at your tightness and your words as he bottoms out in you. he’s had your pussy once and already cannot get enough of you, moaning each time he moves in and out of your cunt. your walls hug him so snugly, sucking his cock in endlessly.
“baby, baby, baaaby . . your pussy’s so fuckin’— good—” he grunts into your ears, hips starting to thrust slowly into you. he swears he can see you in your tummy, asking you to look down, “look at how deep i am in you, sweetheart.”
you moan at just how big he was as you glance down, but you’re more focused on the way your pussy spreads for him, the cute veins on his length as he moves in you. you’re leaking so much that it’s effortlessly, the way he rams into you.
“sugu— suguru . . mmfuck—” geto groans upon feeling you rub your clit, your own hips bucking needily into his own as your juices start to drip down his balls. this was everything that he hoped would happen; your features morphed into pleasure, you descending into stupidity just from some dick, feeling your pussy, finally.
“hear yourself?” your professor proposes the question and you’re confused for a moment until he slows down and you whine at the sudden change, brought to attention just how soaking you were. the soft shlick, shlick, shlick sounds take your breath away, as with the translucent sheen of your juices coating his cock.
there, your professor resumes his pace, “hear how fuckin’ sloppy this pussy is for me. listen to her,” your senses are all overwhelmed: by how he hits all your sweet spots, the sweat on your back, your fast-beating heart and you let out a mangled whimper, “yesss . . that’s what i like to hear.”
geto smirks at how you can’t even answer, picking up his pace into a regular one. with his cock buried deep in you, you have no choice but to let your body move with his thrusts, jerking each time his balls meet your ass noisily.
“is this what the little lady needed? just some professor cock to get her to not be so damn uptight!”
“y—yessss . .” you’re delirious, “yesyesyes, suguru!” you squeal when he holds your legs up and pushes your legs into your chest, tongue lolling out at the deepness that he was in you.
“fucking slut,” geto mumbled, hips turning sloppy with fatigue taking over, but your cunt was just too good to stop, “where d’you want me to cum, baby?” he knows you’ll answer how he wants you to, especially after watching his livestream—
“i-inside— inside, pleaseplease,” the circles on your clit are messy, now, chasing your high more than ever, but your pussy is grasping onto him like a vice, prompting groans deep from his throat. “want your cum dripping out of me, prof—”
those words alone has geto shooting his load with a strangled grunt, switching to shallow, quick thrusts to pump you full of his cum. it comes out in hot, thick spurts, filling your insides more and more until it spills out the sides and you follow soon after, whole body convulsing from the intense orgasm you can’t stop shaking violently.
“take it— that’s it, attagirl,” he whines out, stroking his length to make sure you’re getting every last drop out of him, “take all my cum . .”
geto is sure he’s getting old by the way he feels lightheaded, having had to hold onto the edge of the table for a minute — but in that 60 seconds you’ve stumbled off the table and laid your chest over it, perking your ass up where your pussy continues to leak hot, white cum.
your professor takes one good look at your ass, hands going up to knead at them and spreads your cheeks. with his tongue, he eats his cum out of you, making your jerk at the sensitivity.
“oops, i’ve cleaned you up of my cum — guess i gotta give you a couple more loads,” geto props a leg up, eating you out, “it’s only right since my brightest student has suffered so much at my hands . .”
tagging @arminsumi @shidouryusm @suguruplsr @crysugu @slttygeto @suget @sonarspace @marimogf @hannzai <3 ok gn
#kinda hate how this turned out goodnight loooooool#luna u sending in that ask made me think of this song LMFAOOO and i rlly didnt know what title to use so i just... dumb dick i guess LMAOAO#asks#🍒 anon 2#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x reader#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen smut#getou suguru#geto smut#geto x reader#jjk geto#geto x you#getou smut#getou suguru x reader#geto suguru smut#geto suguru x reader#suguru smut#suguru geto smut#suguru geto x reader#jjk thirsts#jjk headcanons#jujutsu kaisen geto#geto suguru#getou x reader#suguru geto#getou x you#suguru x reader
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anyone and everyone is welcome to claim a name or emoji, but be respectful! please do not steal anyone’s identity ⋆·˚ ༘ *
list will be updated periodically! lmk if i forgot you or anyone else my love 💗
🧸 - my first anon 🥹🥹 even though she’s so sick of me and i stole her from luce and alora i love you very much and you have a special place in my heart! send unhinged shit but keeps it real asf
🐌 - THE FIRST ANON I EVER GUESSED i love this girl and im so glad that i know you! this emoji brought out… a certain side (horny)
🪷 - (now @rylianrantss ) - hasn’t sent anything in a while but she is so funny and so so sweet
🧃- resident brit!! there are absolutely no words at all to describe how kind and beautiful this anon is. we go wayyyy back since before she even came to my page! they always send positivity (and horny) to my page
🪩 - she loves to ditch me… hasn’t sent anything in a hot minute but she lurks in the dms hehe — sends such sweet stuff (and horny)
😘 - this anon comes and goes… sent me poetry more than once and it was so sweet
cai anon - (now @droptheball ) - bro absolutely nothing can explain how harddd she makes me laugh this is fam and she always keeps us entertained!! writes me and alora fics
🥥 - hasn’t sent anything in a while!!! i miss you anon but they were always super super sweet
🌉 - (now @clairosrealwife ) - literally the sweetest girl ever. my first born!!! always sent me yap and i loved it soo much but my advice is not good. so.
🌺 - only sent a couple asks so we shall see what their future is!!
🍓 - one of my resident brits 🥰🥰 literally an angel and has stuck by me and never abandoned me!! sends sweet updates about her life and i love her
🪻- my chronic money spender!! such a sweet anon
🦦 - this is my child mwahhh they always send such kind things and keep us FED with the paige/uconn wbb manager hc i love you sweetheart
🦥 - this is ALSO my child!!! has never abandoned me and keeps me entertained asf i love you sweet girl
🧎🏼♀️- sent like three things they were ALL very horny but you’re cute
🌪️ - also only sent a couple asks and i think they were all also horny… omg…
real twin anon - SWEETHEARTTT approves of me and twin’s twinness and always makes me smile
🦋 - one of my newest anons and i love them already!! such a kind person and i am so happy everytime you’re in my inbox
☀️ - blonde, femme, and so amazing. that’s all i know. 😛
🧶 - alora’s anon that came on over mwah
💇♀️ anon
🐇 - my baby 🥹🥹
🩰 anon
🧚🏾♀️ anon
🗝️ - my child; a real one mwah
💕 - anon baby
#i love my anons#ask#mutuals 🩷#i luv my moots#🧸 anon#🐌 anon#🪷 anon#🧃 anon#🪩 anon#😘 anon#cai anon#cuzzo#🥥 anon#🌉 anon#my sweet olivia#🌺 anon#🍓 anon#🪻 anon#🦦 anon#🦥 anon#🧎🏼♀️anon#🌪️ anon#real twin anon#🦋 anon#☀️ anon#🧶 anon
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Hiii Kiru!! Could I request Riddle, Azul and Jamil with a GN reader (can be a separate character from Yuu) that acts like Gentaro Yumeno? I love your writing style!!
hi anon!! im glad you like my writing style thank you!! gentaro is one of my faves in hypmic so don't mind me writing a lot here💗 if you get a certain hypmic reference here i love you forever /p.
note: reader is not yuu/mc. not proofread, might contain grammatical mistakes. slight riddle favoritism
Azul, Riddle, and Jamil with S/O that acts like Gentaro Yumeno.
RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS is interested in the way you speak and the fact that you always carry a notebook with you. he knows that you are an author, so there's no surprise with your creativity in words. you seem to always have interesting stories to tell. so he doesn't mind listening to you ramble for a while.
what he doesn't like is that you are a good liar. well, you are good at storytelling, so he is not fazed by it. however, he might not be able to keep his composure whenever you tell stories about you and him. "oh! me and riddle used to be star-crossed lovers in the past life. i was a princess and he was a samurai, and we were born to be meant for each other." that got to be a lie, right? his face became bright red as he heard that statement. "hey! you're not serious, right?!" he blurted. RIDDLE's reaction made you chuckle, which you reply with "of course, that is all a lie. maybe the lovers part will happen soon."
the poor second year almost malfunctioned on the spot. though, the thought of you dating RIDDLE enticed his mind. your stories are so convincing that other people actually believe what you said. you are actually entertaining to him, since he could ask you to make up stories for him whenever he feels bothered. of course, there are times you make the boy flustered. "thou must tell me if you wish to be with me, rosehearts," you giggled. he then scoffed, "hmph, what if you told me it's a lie?" honestly, you're not surprised that he said that. "of course, that's a lie, i am not that interested in you." you added. of course, that statement made the housewarden sad. in order to get his hopes up again, you said once again:
"well, that is also a lie. i like you so much, riddle-san."
somehow, AZUL ASHENGROTTO has a feeling that half of what you're saying is a lie. he won't lie, you almost had him there, but he won't give in to your made-up stories. somehow, he's surprised that you manage to convince floyd with your storytelling technique.
oh, you're an author, you say? no wonder why you are good at persuading people with your stories, especially with the way you talk. maybe, he might be able to convince you to work with him on mostro lounge with a gig as a storyteller, maybe sign a contract with him. he is not expecting you to agree to work with him, but he still has hope that you may say yes. "of course, i'd like to work with you, AZUL-san," you smiled. that made the octo-merman have a grin on his face, only to drop later as you follow up with the "well, that's a lie."
how could you pass up this rare opportunity to work with him? "really? don't you want to earn extra thaumarks along the way?" AZUL sighed, trying to make you have second thoughts, which only made you laugh it off. "of course i want to, what i said earlier was also a lie."
if there's anything that can make AZUL scream internally, it has to be you for your persuasive lying. "ashengrotto, thou must take a breather first. you look like you're about to lose your mind, me thinks," you added as you skimmed through your pocket notebook.
"me being concerned to you isn't a lie. i can't have the person i like to hate me, right?"
if there's anything that could make JAMIL VIPER have migraine, it's gotta be you being a persuasive liar and kalim's burst of energy combined.
he is getting more concerned about kalim having to hear every story you tell. surely, you're not trying to coax him with something bad? you noticed the vice-housewarden's annoyed look at you as you chuckled at him. "JAMIL-san, thou must know that everything i tell kalim-san is not bad stories. he seemed interested in hearing it, why don't you join him? methinks you might like it."
of course, JAMIL isn't convinced. he won't lie, your stories as an author is really good that it is able to convince people that some events actually happened, or at least that's what they thought. you also told kalim a ridiculous story before, in which he didn't think that it's not true.
"before i got transferred here, i used to have a lover," you stated. you had a what? that certainly piqued JAMIL's interest. "we were so sweet to each other. we were basically the cutest couple! my, i wonder how he's doing right now," you added, as you continue to read on your notebook. after hearing what you said, the vice-housewarden's heart felt a pang, but he decided to shrug it off. of course, you noticed this, so you giggled at the poor boy as you told him, "oh by the way, that is all a lie."
this only made JAMIL more annoyed at you since he fell right to your lies, but internally, he was glad that you didn't have any romantic interactions with others before. maybe, he'll grow to like you more as time passes.
#kiru writes#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#riddle rosehearts#riddle rosehearts x reader#twst riddle#azul ashengrotto#azul ashengrotto x reader#twst azul#jamil viper#jamil viper x reader#riddle rosehearts x you#azul ashengrotto x you#jamil viper x you#disney twst#twst imagines#gender neutral reader#gn reader
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As someone who clearly loves the bad kids dynamic, (a fact i am infinitely grateful for and delighted by, love the luxury lads fics and o&t) what're your thoughts on the bad kids canonically having spent MONTHS in a prison cell together, with nothing to entertain themselves but each other's company?
HELLO!! im one million years late replying to this (the agonies, agonizing) but !!!!! <3 !!!!! i have seen u in my daily kudos email tearing thru all my fic so literally the smile i got on my face when i saw this ask. um hiiiiiii. thank u for being the sweetest 😁💗
also yes the bad kids dynamic. i like it a normal amount.
so i havent spent an extensive amount of time thinking about this (my brain really saw the pocket of s1e11 downtime for luxury lads and went 'you will consider no other canon time period') BUT actually i do have an abandoned wip that was an extension on me and @grasslandgirl sav's headcanons from like. 2021? eaaaarly 2022? on the bad kids birthdays and i like to think that riz's birthday happens when theyre in prison and he just. doesn't tell them. so later like in the summer when they find out they, firstly, riot, and secondly, throw him a big party because he has FRIENDS and they LOVE him 💚
otherwise. with the large grain of salt of me not having seen freshman year in quite some time so this may all be contradictory, some thoughts fresh off the dome
of course the luxury lads, especially kristen and fig, are very accustomed to living together and being around each other all the time so they cope considerably better* than the others
*this is basically cancelled out tho bc riz is case spiraling and kristen is worried they're gonna call her parents. fig is chillin tho, being in prison is so punk
fabian puts on a brave face but fully inside of a week he's like. im going to die here
gorgug sort of loses his mind with everyone so close and loud all the time so he and adaine spend a lot of time trying to figure out how to mage hand his headphones out of wherever they keep their shit and into the cell so he can not be on the verge of a rage constantly
fig and gorgug try to make the most of it and have band practice in the cell because theyre bored anyway, but that gets shut down real quick on account of the Loud. they do end up writing stuff together tho
adaine gets put on fabian duty because shes the only one that speaks rich, is kind of annoyed but secretly glad to have a distraction/something to channel her anxiety into so she doesnt lose her own mind
kristen: you know this is kind of like camp
fig: you know thats like, really sad, right?
kristen: hm. interesting.
kristen trying to convince the bad kids to let her teach them how to make friendship bracelets out of her own hair, absolutley no one lets that happen
but gorgug lets her braid his hair and she teaches him to braid hers, it calms both of them down
riz and fabian and fig spend a lot of time messing with the idiot cops (which is all of them, all cops are idiots<3)
somehow they dont discover riz's timothee chalamet hair during this time period. OR he changed his shampoo between freshman and sophomore year. i think thats funnier. being in prison made him change his shampoo.
fabian and gorgug leading group stretch time every day after 3 weeks when everyone starts complaining about everything hurting
okay thats all i got. love you bye
#fh#bad kids#hc#ask#midnightdemonhunter#SORRY THIS IS SO ABYSMALLY LATE I DIED BUT IM BACK NOW#for everyone else that has sent me an ask or tagged me in something i am catching up.
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hiiii I just want to say sorry about all these people jumping down your throat about your edward creel posts. Regardless of whether you're right or not (i think you are lol), your theories and posts are VERY well researched and well written, and also soo entertaining. how can people be upset that you've been consistently creating content during a hiatus? would they rather everyone just shut up and let the fandom fall to the shadows? truly unfathomable to me. yours and henrysglock's posts have been the only thing keeping my interest in stranger things all these months. anyway sorry I sort of rambled I just wanted you to know I appreciate the thought put into your posts and I'm really thankful to have people in this fandom who are still creating new ideas and theories even after more than a year of no new content. have a great day 🩷🧡
AHHHHHHHHHHH HELLO THANK YOU THIS IS SUCH A SWEET MESSAGE OMG 😭💗💗 YOUVE MADE MY DAY!!! First of all, HELLO FELLOW EDWARD TRUTHER 🤝🤝🤝🤝 a d second of all THANK YOU AGAIN HEHEHDH IM KICKING MY FEET AND GIGGLING!!! I really appreciate that because I do try really hard to keep my analysis (not the fanon stuff which ppl seem go somehow conflate with analysis sometimes) evidence-based and well-researched but also relatively easily/fun to read, so I really really love hearing that!!
And right?? I genuinely don’t understand why people are so upset about others delving into things!!!! I really think many of them would rather that people just shut up & let things fall to the shadows & take everything at surface value. Like even if I’m 100% wrong about every single thing, at least I made an effort to look deeper, yknow? That’s the thing for me, it’s not even about right vs wrong or dumb vs smart, it’s about being willing to take the time to even try to dig a little deeper into things before committing to surface level judgements. IM GLAD YOU AGREE BC ITS TRILY UNFATHOMABLE TO ME TOO LIKE I LOVE SEEING ALL THE THEORIES AND THOUGHTS FROM PEOPLE!!!!! Like I’ve said before, I don’t mind a super long delay for S5 because it means i get to keep having fun making theories and seeing other peoples’ theories!!!
IM SO GLAD THAT ME AND JAMES HAVING BEEN KEEPING YOU INTERESTED IN ST OMG <<<333 I have SO many more analyses in the drafts (seriously, like, content drought WHO??? i could analyze this show for the rest of my life) and so there will be lots more to come!! And James really does have such great posts, I am 4ever grateful for his brilliant analysis and friendship, seriously, i probably wouldve just stayed in my hole not posting very much analysis after the initial backlash if i didnt have james and stav to rant to!!! (and on that note I also recommend the beloved and iconic stav @heroesbyler for some more wonderful posts!!! stav is very much Onto the duffers/a fellow edward enthusiast)
Omg no worries at all about rambling/no need to apologize!! This is such a kind message to send and I really appreciate you taking the time to send it to me!!! Just!! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <<333 I’m also so thankful for the fellow theorists who keep putting out their thoughts & for people like you who are so thoughtful, kind, and supportive!!! Stranger Things is so rich with subtext and things to analyze and it’s really a shame that some folks are so opposed to digging into it. Like i said, even if I’m wrong, I still had a blast digging through the show and trying to piece things together!!!
Thank you!!! I hope you have a great day too!! <<<3333
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OMG so excited for the pirate AU sequel!! ✨️✨️ I've just finished re-reading the 1st part and its still perfect. 💗
Hiiii!! 🥰🥰🥰 thank you so much, tho i have to say its going along very slowly. As a beloved friend said, i am an overachieving idiot, so im trying to be kind to myself about the amount of writing im doing. Heres a v short excerpt, though, just because i can and because you are so kind and because i like this part very much 🥰💖
“But what about you? I saw you getting struck on the head just as Pierre was dragged away -”
“What?” Charles interrupts her, panic starting to rise in his chest. “What - I did not see him, they hit me, and - what happened to Pierre?" He feels frantic, like he can't breathe properly, like someone is pressing down on his windpipe. "Susie?”
Susie bites her lip, and when she speaks, her eyes are guarded.
“I don’t know, Charles,” she says carefully. “I saw him fighting some soldiers with Alex and Mick, and the only thing I saw before they incapacitated me was him being dragged away." She wrings her hands. "I was too busy with the bastards who were attacking me, and I didn't see what happened exactly, I'm sorry."
Charles feels the panic bubble in him, but tries to breathe through it and reassure Susie at the same time.
"No, no, please don't apologize! It was - it was a skirmish, and I got knocked out pretty early on." He smiles self-deprecatingly. "I'd say it was because of my lack of skill, but I think we can both agree this was a targeted assault."
Susie's face is grim when she nods.
"Yeah, they wanted only specific prisoners, that much is obvious." She snorts. "You would've thought they'd go for Sebastian, but then you remember what he's like, and some things really become clearer."
"He is so not worth the hassle," Charles agrees. "The only one who can keep him in check even a little is the Captain." Their eyes meet, and they giggle knowingly. Their hands are still clasped together.
He knows what she's doing, and it's alright, as far as distractions go, but Charles' heart is still beating too fast. He'd fear the worst, but there's something in his chest that refuses to let him even entertain the idea. It may be denial, but he doesn't think it is. I'd know, he thinks. If he were gone from this world, I'd know. If he had gone where I cannot follow, I would know, for my soul would break and fade away. It calms him, this irrational line of thinking, or feeling. It feels more solid than the facts Susie told him do, and he clings to it with desperation.
They sit there for a moment, holding onto each others hands, both lost in their thoughts.
"We'll find a way out of this." Susie's grip is tight and almost painful, but her voice doesn't waver. "We will, because we are smart, and we are resourceful, and we have people who will turn the whole sea upside down to find us."
Charles nods, biting his lip so he doesn't point out the obvious; that if those people are captured too, there is not much they can do, really. That it may come down to them having to rescue the others in that case.
"I'm glad you're here with me, Susie," he says, and she smiles, widely and sincerely. "You're the best ally and the worst adversary to have."
"Not just an ally, principe." She brings their hands up to her lips, kissing his knuckles. "A friend."
"Yes." He swallows heavily, overcome with emotions. "Friend."
#the pirate au sequel#piarles#snippet#akira answers asks#lovely anons <3#tinkerbelling all over#wip asks
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tbh when i saw the notes there will be no sex i was quite disappointed!!! cus i was expecting it 😂 but as i read through it, i started to enjoy it more & more, so what if they don’t have sex?? it’s still enjoyable & entertaining!! in fact, i love them during this pre sex phase 🥰 so silly & messy, as expected from switch eremika!! I LUV THEM SO MUCH!
for the smut scene, i personally think this chapter bring out the new side of u I WAS LIKE YASS LYS WE NEED THIS . because your smut style before was a bit repetitive (for me) but this chapter,, i can feel u put so much effort 🥲🥲 & u improve day by day im super proud!! ❤️❤️ THANK U FOR WRITING THIS
omg im glad i dont want ppl to be unfulfilled reading it!! I always feel bad im like THEY STILL HAVEN'T DONE IT, THATS WHAT WE'RE HERE FOR BOOO!!!! but honestly i'm having a lot of fun writing the rest of it, besides phone sex obviously that was a struggle lmfao
BUT YES SEE THATS HOW I FEEL ABOUT MY SMUT I GET TIRED OF IT, IM LIKE FUCK OFF THIS IS SO BORING!!! that's why i hate writing smut lately I always feel its so generic. I think especially with MMDS for a while i was like wtf how do i spice this up, every fucking time it was me forcing myself to write smut 😭😭so in a way switch is good! and also my dark fic blog its like stretching my smut muscles, adding some more spice!!! I feel u tho i get bored with most smut these days u have to be really interesting for it to work me up lol!! IM SO HAPPY IT MIXED IT UP FOR U THO!!! IM THRILLED!! GOT ME OUT OF MY BOX!! THANK U 🤧🤧 y'all feel like my mom ur like, great job lys, pat on the back proud of u, except its about writing smut lmfao ily anon 💗💗💗
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Hey Gen! Hope you're having a good day! You made me laugh a lot today with all the Mason Mount in Man U reactions going on 🤣 thank you for that!
For the ask game :
25.) if you could choose only one meal to eat for the remainder of your life, which would you choose?
And if you want to :
30.) favorite mythological creature? and why?
Love u, sending hugs 🫂
LOL HEYYY ZBEE. had to answer this in the morning bc i kept dozing off, sorry it's late and pffffft yeah sorry about that mental illness i just had built an anti mount brand around myself and it just crashed with one transfer 💔💔 my little snoogie woogie boo mount my white chocolate truffle i never said anything bad about you in my life. but fr im glad i gave u entertainment 🫂
25 – i answered this b4 but ill answer again. my grandmother's food. just. she can choose my forever meal she just has to make it ☠️💗🙏🏿
30 – i had to search up what qualifies as one bc my first answer was immediately the kraken. but werewolves fr i love werewolves. theyre just so cool. the coolest.
tysm for the ask, hope ur having an amazing day 🫶🏿
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thank you and your anons for givig me free entertainment on my trainride im having a blast gskdhdkdb (also hi hope you are well!!🩷)
😋👍 you can always trust me to have insane asks in my inbox but im glad you're laughing cause lord me too 😭
also hellooooo mo 🥹🫶💗 im doing oke.. i hope you are as well!!!
#exocean#answred#ur url is soooooo cute 🥺💗#i cant stop laughing at these asks .. all cause i said smth abt minsung in the tags lord
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hello i just want you to know that i’m absolutely FERAL for the thread fic you’re doing on twitter rn, all i did all afternoon was refresh twitter it was frankly embarrassing, i got no work done. If too many irl people didnt follow my twitter i would have been going rabid in the replies 😭
(please post it to AO3 pleasepleasepleaseplelasleplalspleeease it’s so good im begging)
🙇🙇🙇
have a wonderful night i’m so excited for the finale to start tomorrow 🫣
ANOOOON YOU'RE SO KIND!!! THANK YOU SO MUCHH 😭😭🥺💕❤️🥺💗💞❤️💕
i'm so glad you're enjoying it!! the original idea was actually much shorter but i became so attatcjed ti wangxian from that AU that now i wanna see them okay too hahahaha
yeeees i'll definitely be posting it to ao3 later, those typos are KILLING MEEEE. and as much as i love threadfics for being quick, they're just not my writing style. i wanna give that fic all the words it deserves 💗💕
this comment means a lot, thank you soooo so much!!!
and to anyone curious about the threadfic: link below!
premise: wei wuxian gets captured in lotus pier by the wens and disappears. after they win the war, they force the clans to pay up for their rebellion, and lan wangji becomes a cultivation cauldron for wen xu (aka forced to dual cultivate together to improve his cultivation). one day, while wen xu is planning to entertain his guests, lan wangji meets wei wuxian again, and finds his answers to where he's been in the past two years
CONTENT WARNINGS!!! (because this needs a lot) forced sex work, forced exhibitionism, dubious consent (between wx) of fuck-or-die and sex pollen types, mentions of noncon (not between wx). on-screen main character near-death, some SA survivor guilt. blood, violence, at some point the dubcon borders into noncon bc of the circumstances and it can get a little scary. literally everything about the situation is awful but wangxian are still trying to take care of each other through it and that's what matters 💞
also technically not a yuwu AU but... a LOT of yuwu references and inspirations lmao
the worst parts have already passed too, so if you're interested but don't think you can handle this type of premise without the immediate happy ending, the threadfic is almost finished
IT WILL HAVE A HAPPY ENDING!!!
#i was so hesitant to post this threadfic so i'm rly glad ppl are enjoying 🥺 i know it's definitely not for anyone#it's probably the most dead dovey thing I've wrote. but god i need it to survive these final weeks of college#thank you so much anon for taking your time to send this <33 it really means a lot#modao#lace speaks
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*peeks in ur blog* hello,,, r asks open? if they are, then can i ask for an ikesen hcs (nobunaga, kenshin and masamune if u can 🙏) abt their reactions towards an mc who is grayaro?? i just realized im grayaro lol tysm!! stay hydrated and eat well!! <33
Of course @gabinggabi ! And thank you! I’m happy for you. Life is a journey where we discover ourselves and the world around us, and finding who or what we are comfortable with is great and an important thing to learn about ourselves <3. Sending love to all my followers of various sexual and romantic orientations in their adventure of self discovery💗
For each of them I’m going to put 2 alternatives around the end if mc does eventually start feeling feels towards them or if mc just wants to be platonic since grayaromantic is different for everyone and there’s a possibility of either happening and that’s all groovy and either way mc is a Sengoku boss
Nobunaga - When he started to put the moves on mc after inviting them to his chambers, he could tell they were not feeling any sort of way, looking very uncomfortable. He stepped back, commanding mc explain why they refused his command to warm his bed. “Don’t take this personally, but I do not have that desire with you, or with anyone for that matter. I’d like you to respect my wishes. Could I entertain you in any other ways?” He admired mc’s honesty, for not many would refuse the offer of sleeping with the powerful warlord. “Very well then. Have you heard of the game ‘go’?” (He plays Go like a normal person, no strip go like his route). He would treat mc like he does with most of the other warlord’s routes, simple curiosity and admiring mc’s character. Would like to hear stories from mc’s time and would take mc on adventures for entertainment and to just spend time with mc. If mc never produced feelings for him, he wouldn’t be upset in the slightest, he admires mc’s free will and spirit and if it does not desire him, so be it. Would develop a sibling-like relationship with mc, feeling nice to be so close to a sibling figure that isn’t trying to stab him in his sleep. He doesn’t really have genuine connections with anybody that isn’t under his command or without political ties, so it would be nice for him to have an mc that he felt he had an equal human to human relationship with, even if it isn’t romantic. If mc did start to develop feelings, the man’s ego would inflate even higher than it already is. Would feel honored that he earned the trust and affection of mc and wouldn’t take it for granted.
Kenshin - Tbh I feel like he could be labeled as greyaro as well since it’s canon he never felt desire or felt attraction for anyone besides that one time when he was a young teen. So he already relates well with mc and mc feels glad that there’s at least SOME warlords out there that won’t flirt with the first person they see, while he feels a bit relieved that he’s not being harassed or questioned about his lack of romantic desire. It’d feel peaceful for him to just hang out with mc, neither expecting something from the other, just enjoying their presence and simply being there. Would threaten to cut down Shingen if he got too close to mc, knowing it would only make mc uncomfortable. If mc never developed attraction to him, he’d understand and not force any romantic desires onto them. Whether or not he develops feelings for mc, he would still be really protective of them and his mindset would develop more into “this person is precious to me and I do not want to see them hurt whatsoever I will fight a mountain for them”, so more like agape selfless love without any eros romantic love. If mc did start to feel feels for him and he started to feel things for them, it would be a “they don’t normally fall, but when they fall they fall HARD” situation. He would be happy that they both only have eyes for each other and able to feel vulnerable with one another.
Masamune - He would be so confused when he starts flirting with mc and offering a midnight tryst, only to be declined, saying that they don’t feel any desire to do that with anyone so he better not pursue them for that kind of stuff. The man’s top 3 list of things he likes to do is cook, fight, and bang so imagining not having any desire for the 3rd option would be something he couldn’t relate to and would blow his horny mind at first. But he’d accept it with grace and think of another way to entertain himself and mc. He’d still tease and mess around with mc in an innocent childlike way and like to have mc try different foods. Again, since most of these warlords don’t have many genuine friendships that aren’t political based which could turn against one another at any given moment or people that don’t view them as a superior, it would feel nice for him to just have someone around that saw him as the person he is and would like to be his partner in crime in general. He would still playfully flirt with mc, which he does with all the other warlords in general and not in a way that makes anyone uncomfortable, but if mc said it makes them uncomfortable he’d casually reign it back. He doesn’t get hung up or dragged down by much so mc never developing feelings for him is no biggie since he’s a go with the flow, live in the moment rascal. He’s always going to enjoy mc’s company no matter what form that takes. If mc did eventually start to feel attracted to him his flirtiness and ego would go crazy. Would playfully comment “I knew no one could resist me, not even you, kitten.” but would be happy that mc wants to go down a path they don’t really go down with him of all people, making him determined to make that path the greatest adventure ever.
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omg im SOBBING literally on the floor CRYING UR SO SWEET CRIES but yeah i do karate, not that good at it tho 😔 BUT I WILL REST SOON DW!! YOU SHOULD GET REST TOO talking to u is always fun and entertaining THE CUTEST RINRIN (also can i call u rinrin bcus 🫶🫶 yeah)
YESS CURRENTLY WATCHING A CDRAMA RN 😋😋 ahh i’m so glad that i can make u happy js by talking to me <3 (on ofc u can call me that, call me anything u like darling 💗💗)
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🌷🦋FEEDBACK🦋🌷
https://www.tumblr.com/nicromancytarot/749989027337404416/im-radhika-leo-sun-libra-moon-libra-rising?source=share
Hii @nicromancytarot it's me Radhika again!! Thankyou so much for answering my question💗I really appreciate your efforts and time&energy that you put into my reading<3🌸
As u said "You’re indecisive and need a lot of healing or developing in some departments so you can improve" I can feel this😔 and yeah as your words: I really care about people, what they think about me? What if I don't do the thinkgs they like( including my family too) and also I really really care about Devine connection,I can say too much care! That I feel like it's a trap for me, for my growth!! I don't know what to do with my own self because know I can clearly see I really becomes people's pleasure/their emotion dumping garden. ( girl you're each word is right about me😭😭😭😭😭)
But now I try my self detach from all of this and just want to focus on myself, just myself!! Want to love myself most. But I have selflove issues, that I want to change!
Can you PLEASE give me some advice like how I heal myself? And love & care about myself?
And One more thing I want to share with you( that I feel I can share, without any fair)
I'm currently in my 1st year of graduation. My exam's are near, and I was good enough is studying. But Im always interested in acting & dancing, & wanna to become a actress but I'm not confident enough about that:( like I know I can sharp my acting&dancing skills more. But I don't have guts to say this infront of the world!! I feel very nervous and tensed about that( feeling like crying) cause becoming a entertainer is not a dream for me, NOW ITS BECOME MY PASSION !! (My height make me feel so insecure about my thought of becoming a actress( I'm just 5'ft / 153cm tall😭very short) I thought everyone makes fun of me😩😭!! Ahhhhh don't know what I'm saying$$%^#& I'm so stupid!
Btw that so so much for the reading❤
Have a good Day!!🎀
Im so glad that the reading resonated well for you, I hope you can find a way to deal with these traits that is healthy and safe. It’s always hard to put our foot down when it comes to family and people that we care about, as for devine connections, I’m not surprised that you feel that way, a lot of people do. Just try to stay focused on what matters and is important to you for now!!
Unfortunately I can’t give any advice as to how you can heal (that was my last game but the heavy topics messed with my energy a lot) however, I hope you’re able to find a way yourself, or perhaps another reader who can do that for you, there’s so many out there, I’m sure you’ll be able to find the one that is meant for you.
I two want to go into the arts, when someone wants to do something with such high risk, a lot of people make fun of or doubt their ability, so have trust in yourself to make it in the industry, I believe you can. Keep motivated, keep trying and don’t give up!
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!!!!!!
SAB!!!
MY GOSH, I READ PART FOUR AND IT’S SO, SO GOOD!!! 🫶🫶🫶❣️❣️❣️
I LOVED IT SO MUCH!!! 💕💕💕💞💞💞💗💗💗
I loved the opening scene, I really did. I’m just such a sucker for softness and this was so soft, and cute! And I loved their departure, and the feelings surrounding that, and how they’re on the verge of crying, oh my god…
And you know what?? I thought the introduction of Yuta was so good??? Like it made a lot of sense!! With the student council, the role, the reasoning as to why she wanted to join in the first place…
And gosh, the comment about rom-com movies?? I see you!! 😀😀😀👀👀👀
And I just loved the angst in this honestly…. From the buying of the stuff for his apartment, to the phone calls, to wanting to treasure as much time as possible, to Suguru coming in super late for her birthday…
And when he let her go it was so sad but it also made so much sense and in a way it’s so much sadder as he’s just lingering thinking of the potential what could’ve been … 😫😫😫
I honestly loved it so, so much!!! It’s so well-written too… Sab, you’re literally insane. I don’t know how you can write so much and so well??? Like??? Do you have some jujutsu we know nothing about???
Anyway, I’m in love with this series & it’s consumed my life 😆😆😆💝💝💝
I’m honestly so happy that you’re writing this series 🥹🥹🥹🫶🫶🫶🫶 like you don’t have to indulge us as much as you do, and to incorrectly reference Scanlon (hah!), you don’t owe us anything and yet you write so much for us and entertain us, and spend time planning and writing this beautiful story 💙💙💙🥺🥺🥺
This literally means so, so much to me & I’m sure it means a lot to many others 🥹🥹❣️❣️
this ask almost made me cry 😭😭😭 thank you so much babe — I’m so so glad you enjoyed part 4 so much. I enjoyed writing it!! I’m glad yuta’s introduction made sense because I really wanted to have an organic reason for her joining and it makes sense she would want to fill her time a bit more
you’re too kind — I have no jujutsu — I just have google docs on my phone hahaha 🫣 and an obsession with writing haha
Im so so happy you love it to much because this series is very precious to me as well 💕🥹 you did perfectly referencing scanlon — and you also in a sense don’t owe me all these lovely words but still you and so many others tell me and it truly means the world to me. I love you much — thank you babe 💕🥹
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