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ladykailitha · 1 year

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Oh For a Muse of Fire! Part 16

All right my lovelies we have a proper count for how long this going to be. 17 parts with a epilogue. So by Tuesday this story will be done. I am so grateful for everyone who has commented and reblogged this story every time a new part has come out. You know who you are. I love each of you!!

This is it, the part everyone has been waiting for. The boys finally get their heads out of their asses. Yay!!! (Insert Kermit the frog arm waving gif here). A little Buckingham, too. ;) The next part is a little spicy (no actual sex is shown but Steve and Eddie do get naked). And then a super soft epilogue.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15

Gareth was on the phone with their agent when Eddie arrived for practice. Jeff was pacing and Brian was in the corner with his head in his hands.

Eddie skidded to a stop and opened his mouth to ask when Gareth said, “Yeah, yeah, they’re all here. Yeah one second.” And he hit a button on his phone.

“Can everybody here me?” the agent asked.

All of them chorused the affirmative.

“Great,” the agent said, his voice dripping on the edge of too excited. “I got a call from Upside Down Records, they’re based out of Chicago. And they want you come and record a full album with them in August.”

“I’m going to need you to repeat that,” Jeff said.

“Upside Down Records wants Corroded Coffin to record an album in August.”

“Holy shit!” Gareth breathed. “That’s so awesome.”

Brian coughed, trying to clear his throat. “Did they say why August?”

The agent chuckled. “It’s when their studio will be available. They have a band in there right now. But they have to present their album by the end of June. So August was the earliest they could get you in. But they’re super happy to have you.”

“Thanks, Murray,” Eddie breathed.

“I’ll get started trying to find you guys a place to stay while you’re recording,” Murray said. “It will most likely to be a loft where you all would be staying together.”

“That’s fine...” Jeff stuttered. “That’s fine.”

“Yeah,” Gareth said. “Absolutely.”

“Thanks again,” Eddie said.

“Of course, boys,” Murray said. “Didn’t I tell you to trust me?”

Brian let out a watery chuckle. “Yeah, yeah you did.”

“Congrats, I mean it,” Murray said. “I couldn’t believe those asshats at the Queen’s Crown both passed on you. And when you guys go platinum I intend to send them black roses.”

That got them laughing.

“There we are,” Murray said. “Now I’ve gotta go. I’ll keep in contact with everyone to let you know how the living arrangement search is going, okay?”

Everyone voiced their agreement and then the call ended.

There was silence for about a minute and then they were jumping and running to give each other hugs.

“We did it!” Eddie screamed.

“I’ve got to call my girlfriend,” Jeff said.

“Yeah,” Gareth said. “I’ve got my own phone calls to make. I think we all do.”

Brian giggled. “I think it’s safe to say that we’re not practicing tonight.”

“No,” Eddie agreed. “But after we make our calls, we are going out to celebrate.”

The other three whooped and cheered.

Eddie called Wayne and Chrissy. If he wiped away a tear after his conversation with his uncle, no he didn’t. He wiped away several. Chrissy on the other hand screamed so loud that the other members stopped and stared at him.

“I love you too,” Eddie said. “But I’m already destined to lose my hearing as a metal artist, can you not, you know, speed up the process?”

She laughed.

After he was done with her he stared at the phone.

Gareth noticed and ended the call he was on with. He walked over to Eddie and put his hand on his shoulder.

“He’ll be happy for you and you know it,” he told Eddie fiercely. “He’s been your biggest cheerleader since the two of you got your heads out of each other’s asses.”

“I know,” Eddie whispered. “I just wish there was a way he could come with us.”

Gareth gave his shoulder a squeeze and went back to the others.

Jeff cleared his throat. “All right, it’s time to party.”

Eddie knew he didn’t have to wear something nice to the gala, but he wanted to anyway. He dressed in a nice black button up with a red vest, the shirt only buttoned from the start of the vest, down. He paired it with tight black jeans and his white sneakers. His hair was pulled back with a black, skull-themed bandanna.

He checked in the mirror again, fiddling with his hair for the billionth time. Chrissy had to drag him from his apartment to get him to stop.

Chrissy herself had dressed up, wearing a pink sheath dress with a white cardigan.

When they got the gallery, they were pleased to see that most of the people had dressed up as well and that set Eddie at ease.

He wandered around the gallery drinking punch and eating the refreshments. In the crowd he spotted Chrissy and Robin with their heads together, giggling at something written in the little program they had passed out. Eddie paused for a moment.

Chrissy threw her head back and Robin looked at her with stars in her eyes.

Well that was certainly interesting. He only hoped that Diamond wasn’t against inter-employee relations, because both of those girls were well on their way to being completely smitten with each other.

He spotted the Karen before he spotted the 18+ area. She was screaming that her little crouch goblin had slipped into the adult area and seen the most awful licentious things imaginable. The guard was pointing out that if she hadn’t let him run around unsupervised he wouldn’t have seen those things. The area was clearly marked and behind a purple satin curtain.

And that’s when Eddie spotted it. Yup. Great, big, fucking purple curtain. With banners stating adults only, 18+, enter at your own risk. He slipped in and was pleased to note that inside they also had partitions up separating, nudity, violence, and social commentary (things that didn’t quite fit in the other two, but were sensitive nonetheless. Scenes after an earthquake, children starving, that sort of thing.)

Eddie started there. Most of these were photos from the photography majors. There were a few paintings and one very notable charcoal drawing. He stopped in front of that one for a while. It was of the 1969 Stonewall Riot. It had a ribbon next to it for best depiction of a historical event.

He moved on to the violence section. The pictures of war. The murder of Caesar. And one particularly hilarious scene of the Bible story of Judith slitting the throat of Holofernes with Eddie as the dude getting murdered. He laughed. He supposed the pose could be interpreted that way. Even if it was a bit over the top. He looked closer at the name and then he really started laughing. Michelle Gardener. The bitch that tried to make Steve move from his spot.

His very first rescue of Steve. Before they talked, before they became friends, before they became essential to each other.

And then finally he got to the nudity section. This is where most of Joyce’s classes were located.

Here was Eddie as Morpheus, as Lucifer, as Lysander. But then he got the center piece. It had won best in show. And it was magnificent. The come hither stare, the sheer white drapes opened to reveal his prone form, the gracefulness of the lines. He was enraptured. None of the other artists had painted him like this. This was a declaration of love if there ever was one.

“What do you think?” Steve asked, appearing suddenly at his elbow.

Eddie’s head whipped around to face him. “Holy shit, Steve, it’s beautiful.”

Steve smiled. “I had to keep taking it home so you wouldn’t see it before now. I wanted it to be surprise. I was so tempted to keep it to myself to only let a handful of people to see it. Mrs Byers. Robin. You. But Robin was right, art is meant to be seen. So here it is for everyone to see.”

“She’s always right,” Eddie said with a soft smile.

“I know,” Steve said with a grin. “It’s so annoying.”

They stared at the painting for awhile just admiring Steve’s work, when he spoke.

“Most of these will be auctioned off at a silent auction later tonight, the proceeds will go toward helping disadvantaged youth to get into art,” he murmured.

Eddie looked up at him panicked, point up at their painting. “Is–”

Steve shook his head. “I couldn’t bare the thought of it going to some random stranger. So I dug into my savings at bought it outright. It’s yours, actually. I’m giving it to you.”

Eddie closed his eyes. “Steve...”

Steve took his hand. “Robin kept begging me to tell you. But I was enjoying our time together so much. But I’m not staying in Indiana. I’m leaving for Chicago at the end of July. I’ll be doing my student teaching and getting my teaching certificate for the state of Illinois. So it’s yours. To have something to remember me by. I just hope you’ll come visit me sometime.”

“Oh.” Eddie opened his eyes to see that Steve was on the verge of tears. “Sweetheart, I think it will go nicely in our apartment in Chicago. Unless you already have a place?”

Steve stared at him in shock. “No, no. You can’t follow me to Chicago. You’ve got a life ahead of you here. You guys are on the verge of making it big. I refuse to be the reason you gave up on your dreams.”

Eddie gently took Steve’s face in his hands. “There’s been something I’ve been meaning to tell you for about a week now, but I couldn’t because I didn’t want to face the fact that I would be leaving you here in Indy.”

Steve blinked, unable to cock his head in confusion. “I don’t understand.”

“Our manager, Murray Bauman,” he said softly, “called last week. There’s a record label in Chicago that wants us to come and record an album for them in August.”

“You’re moving to Chicago for a record deal?” Steve asked, needing to be sure.

“That’s right, beautiful,” Eddie murmured. “We’re moving on to the same place.”

“Eddie I love you so much,” Steve cried, tears starting to roll down his face.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Steve’s. They both melted into the kiss and Steve clung to the back of Eddie’s vest.

“I love you too, sweetheart,” he whispered when he pulled away from Steve’s lips.

“Are you sure you want to move in with me?” Steve asked, breathless. “I–”

Eddie cooed gently. “I know it’s fast. I know we had a rough start. But baby, there is no one else I would rather be with then you.”

Steve let out a watery chuckle. “Okay. Yeah.” He looked up into Eddie’s eyes. “Yeah.”

“We have plenty of time,” Eddie said with a soft smile. “We have two and half months to find something that fits both our needs.”

Steve kissed him again. Hard and deep. Like he was trying to let Eddie know every thought and feeling that he kept inside.

When they pulled apart Eddie whispered, “Do you have to stay?”

Steve shook his head. “I’m not participating in the auction so I can leave at any time.”

“Great!” Eddie grabbed Steve’s wrist and hauled him through the gallery as he looked for Chrissy and Robin.

When he spotted them, he made a beeline straight for them, Steve struggling to keep up.

“Hello, ladies!” Eddie greeted with a wide grin on his face. He dropped his keys into Chrissy’s hand. “I’m taking my boyfriend home and locking ourselves in my apartment.”

“Eddie!” Steve admonished, but couldn’t keep the goofy grin off his face.

“About damn time!” Robin crowed. She gave Steve a big kiss on the cheek.

“Would you make sure to grab my painting before the auction starts?” he asked as he wiped his cheek.

“Absolutely!” she said and then pushed the two of them. “Now shoo!”

Eddie and Steve laughed.

“Don’t forget to use protection!” Chrissy called.

“Back at you, bitch!” Eddie said over his shoulder.

Robin turned to her with a raised eyebrow. “Now why would you need to use protection?”

Chrissy batted her eyelashes prettily at her. “Because it’s cleaner, and more fun with a ribbed action.”

Robin’s eyes went wide. “Oh. So is that on offer then?”

Chrissy pulled her in for a gut searing kiss.

“That would be a yes,” Robin said dumbly and then kissed her again.

Part 17 Epilogue

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writer-kermit · 11 months

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"Aki! I'm on a call!"

❥ PAIRING: AKI HAYAKAWA x READER (Ft. Makima)

❥ GENRE: SMUT

❥ COMMISSIONED OR SELF MADE: SELF MADE

❥ W/C: 949

ঞ SUMMARY: This is a modern(ish) AU. The year is 2015, and you and Aki Hayakawa are officially on break. On your break, your boss Ms. Makima calls on your investigation. Aki seems annoyed by this wants to have you all to yourself. What shall you do?

ᰔ KERMIT'S NOTE: So Aki is kinda of out of character in this fic. I didn't think to make Aki doing the phone call at first. But I already wrote so there's that. If you want a request a fic, then ask me. And if you want a commission, then DM me! Thanks for reading!

ʚ WARNING: NSFW, Swearing, Oral (you receiving), Teasing, Makima, MINORS!! PLEASE GO AWAY!!

Twelve days. That was the number you and Aki Hayakawa worked without spending time together. Despite his dedication to Devil Inc., Aki missed you desperately. That’s why when he saw you in the kitchen on the phone, he was almost ecstatic–well, he didn’t show it of course.

While you were busy talking to Makima, Aki snuck behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You smiled at his affection but quickly got back on topic. You looked at Aki and mouthed an apology. You then resumed your conversation.

Annoyed by your antics, he ignored your faint apology and pulled you back into a tight hug. He rested his chin on your neck, his low voice vibrated against your shoulders and sensitive skin.

If it weren’t for you having a call with Makima, you would’ve given in to Aki’s demands. But you stood firm to your conversation and wriggled out of his embrace. You gently pushed Aki away and went to the living room.

“[....],” Makima spoke, “is everything okay in there? I thought I heard a grunt from you.” “Humph… I'm fine, Ms. Makima,” You replied. “May I call you back in a few minutes?” “Of course. Take as much time as you need.” You thanked Makima and soon muted yourself.

“Aki! What are you doing?” You snapped, “What do you mean? I’m just hugging you properly after not being together for more than a week.” Aki replied. You sighed and shook your head.

“Look,” you grimaced, “this call is for our last investigation. I could go from an internship to a fellowship.” You walked back to Aki and cupped his face.

“I know it’s been a while since we hung out one on one, but I promise it’ll be over soon.” You gave him a reassuring kiss on his face, making his lips curve into a small smile. You returned a smile and went back to your call.

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You and Aki were on the couch. To make sure Aki isn’t a distraction, you kept your distance. But it seems like Aki doesn’t understand your social cue.

“[....], do you have the business card of your previous client Nevine Mundu (this is not a real person. I made them up)?” Makima asked you. “Of course,” You grabbed the business card on the coffee table. “It’s XXX Corporation. Their number is….”

As you continued, you peered your eyes at Aki–who was resting his hand near your feet. You tried to pull your feet back, but Aki was quicker. He grabbed your ankle and rested it on his lap, making you jolt back on the sofa.

“What are you doing?” You scowled. “Nothing,” He replied, “I just wanted to ease you up a little bit.” Aki’s fingers slowly rubbed against the sole of your feet.

That bastard was doing this on purpose.

He knew how ticklish you were! So why would he use it against you? Before you could choke out a laugh, Aki hushed you.

“Stay quiet. You don’t want Ms. Makima to hear you now?”

“It would be easier to stay quiet if you didn’t tease me so much!” You thought to yourself, forcefully pulling back your leg. “Are you sure you’re alright [....]? I heard some background noises.” Makima asked you, making you jump.

“Y-yes! Everything is alright, ma’am. I just got a distraction near me.” You darted your eyes at Aki, who let out a huff chuckle. “Ah, alright then. As I was saying…”

Makima’s voice soon became a blur to you. You slowly became distracted by Aki. You shivered slightly at his touch. His hands slowly wandered up your legs to your hips.

He leaned forward and planted tiny kisses around your ears and neck, taking pride in every moan that escaped your lips. He went to your ear again, his breath was warm yet raspy.

“Next time you poke fun at me like that again, I won’t hesitate to fuck you stupid.”

Hearing that, you pressed your hand against his lips. “Aki, wait!” You whispered harshly. “I’ve done my waiting!” He whispered back, “I’ve waited for twelve days…” Aki grabbed your wrist and kissed it gently, making you blush hard.

“Okay [....], I have the reports printed out. Do you have any more information regarding your client's business?” Makima asked you. “Y-yeah… I do. Just give me a sec’ okay?” You muted your phone and pulled Aki close. “Take my shorts off…” You ordered him. Aki was skeptical but complied.

You unmuted and continued your conversation with Makima. You felt your heartbeat faster each second as Aki slowly removed your fabric.

“The CEO of the corporation is committing a pyramid scheme,” You started, “He was touching [me] the worker’s monthly paycheck and spending it on crypto.”

Aki heard your fainted ‘me’ and abided by your order. His hands slowly rubbed your sex, making you arch slightly. He smiled at your anticipation and continued to edge you on. You almost bit your tongue as you tried to hold back your moans.

“S… Since May of 2012, the CEO has spent…! Nnn… He spent over $1.5 million on crypto.” You shuddered. “That’s great information [....]. I’ll be sure to notify the police as soon I get my hands on them.” Makima replied, “I’ll be going now. You and Aki take care of yourselves.” “O-of course Ms. Makima. Farewell.” You finally hung up.

“I’m done,” You sigh in relief, “thank you for waiting Aki.” Aki looked up at you. His face became wrinkled and eerie drastically. “A- Aki?” You called out to him, “Is everything alright?”

“About fucking time…” Aki rasped, right before pouncing on you. It seems like he was serious when he said he was gonna fuck you stupid.

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fox-guardian · 26 days

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i honestly didn't realize the influence you've had on my art style until i drew one of my ocs last night and saw how similar it looked to some of your designs. you have done incredible work for my use of shapes in art please keep drawing 👍👍👍👍👍👍

[ID: A reaction meme of a tiny Kermit the Frog hugging a phone surrounded by heart emojis. end ID]

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I'm so happy to have inspired you!! And don't worry I do Not plan to stop drawing funky lil guys anytime soon.

#fg's answers #asks #honestly i need to draw backgrounds more tho. get some funky shapes in There

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bittercandysweetrain · 9 months

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Wakasa x Chubby reader pt 3

(sorry for a late one I have no Wifi so I am using a simple phone.)

Wakasa laid his head on the desk he was exhausted he didn't even know why he stayed. "Alright class today we will be starting the showa period." His teacher said as he walked in Wakasa groaned from the back. "Am I bothering you Wakasa?" He question "yeah you are with studies we learned last year isn't there anything new you can teach. Your starting to sound like a one trick pony." Wakasa sat up glaring at the teacher. "Let's move on to this century and what's going on." Wakasa remarked "how about since you know so much about this shows you write me a 1000 word essay on the shows period, in detention." Wakasa rolled his eyes "whatever." Despite hating school this is exactly what wakasa wanted, detention.

After what seemed like more than the needed hours y/n made her way into the classroom that would hold the detention. She paid no mind to anyone that was in there. "What do we have here, ms.piggy where is Kermit?" There was a group of boys in the back snickering as their eyes landed on y/n "I don't know why don't you ask your mother she seems chummy with married men." Y/n retorted "what the fuck you say bitch" one of the boys shouted standing up. Y/n turned in her seat "so you're the one who said it" she looked at him unamused. "let me guess you lost your virginity to a bigger girl and she told you your tiny cock couldn't get her going." Y/n said as she smirked "your dead bitch" the boy stomped towards her. he was suddenly kicked in the back falling to her feet y/n looked down at him shocked. She looked back up to see wakasa. Wakasa had changed a lot he was more swaggy and had a gangster vibe to him. Y/n stared at his violet eyes "you're so fucking loud" he said while itching his ear with his pinky. "Waka?" Y/n whispered she wasn't sure if it was him "oi you" wakasa walked onto the boy's body he used him as a stepping stool to lean down onto y/n face. "You got any snacks?" He asked y/n was shocked at how monotone he was she pulled the chocolates that her friend gave her "here" she said. Wakasa smirked taking them "thanks" he said.

After detention y/n was perplexed about the whole thing she didn't even know wakasa went to the school. Why didn't she see it, why didn't she see him? Was she really such an airhead then again why would it matter it's not like they were friends? "Hey Jigglypuff," wakasa said hurrying to walk next to her "How original," she said glancing at him. "You literally have a Jigglypuff keyring," he said looking at her hip the keychain was hanging out of her pocket. Y/n would have thought that it was a mere glance however wakasa had been staring at her thighs. Thick, plump, round thighs rubbing against each other with knee-high socks hugging her tightly. Her skirt didn't help either because she was thicker which made the skirt shorter. He was obsessed with her thighs since becoming an older teenager he found that he had a sort of fetish for the thicker ladies. but not just any there was something about y/n herself that just made him feel wild and yet sane. "what are you doing?" y/n questioned, "what do you mean?" he asked "I mean why did you decide to help me?" she asked, "Did I? or was I just annoyed at the loudness of the guy." he said "we're not friends okay I don't need you" she said storming off. wakasa stood there with his hands in his pocket he wondered what had happened between them that made them break apart they were once really cool friends.

#chubby #tokyo revengers #tokyo manji gang #tokrev wakasa

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vulgarvixxen · 11 months

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cervical penetration with Patton. We need some morality pussy every once in a while.

I tried a different style but it doesn’t translate well on tumblr so check it out on AO3

Tw: non traditional genitalia, mild degrading, biting

There was a reason Patton wanted to be considered the fatherly side but the reason was lost on the dark sides who hadn’t grown up with him, see each side of the Mindscape evolved as Thomas grew in a mirrored way in ways that reflected Thomas’s thinking. As a kid he was told that there needed to be a mommy and a daddy, his mind decided that each half of the mind needed a girl to be the mom. On the light side Patton had originally been formed as “Patty” but she never felt like a girl, when Thomas got older and met more people his ideas and understandings grew too. “Patty” became Patton almost overnight with Logan and Roman being happy to accept their friend for who he is, they even helped him get top surgery when Thomas was in college and was studying biology.

On the dark side of the mind a similar situation occurred with the edgy trio, Virgil had once been called “Melinno” or “Mel” after the Greek poet. He hated being different and he changed his name and wore baggy clothes as soon as Thomas learned what being trans was. It did help that his monstrous(animal) form made him feel manly with his ovipositor. Of course Remus and Janus playfully teased him (at least they thought it was playful, Virgil didn’t get the memo) until he left for the light side. The GG trio never brought up Patton’s transition and Virgil never brought up his own, to their knowledge the other was a CIS man like the rest of the sides.

As Janus and Remus messed with their “rivals” the two remaining sides were hanging out in Pat’s room, casually cuddling and watching a blooper reel from a muppet movie. It was during a video with Kermit and Fazzy that a familiar and hot sensation washes over Virgil, he curses under his breath as he checks his phone’s calendar. His seasonal heat shouldn’t start until the end of the week, what was it doing here so early?! There was no time to go to the imagination and find a cave to hide in for a few days, Patton would be concerned if he just rushed off without explanation too.

“H-hey Pat?”

“Hmm?”

“Imtransandaspidermonsterandmyheatjustcameearlycanwefuck?!”

“Uhhh, Virgy, can you say that again but slower?”

“I’m, um, trans. I also ha-have weird genitalia. My heat cycle came early. C-can I, would you…can I deposit into you? I promise it won’t hurt! They’re all duds anyway!”

After a few beats of silence Patton tosses the bowl of popcorn to a side table and hugs Virgil close.

“Thank you for telling me, I meant to tell you forever ago that I’m a trans man! I’d love to help you out with your problem. And after we can talk to Logie about anything you might want done, he and Roman created a doctor to give me top surgery! Best Father’s Day present ever!”

The amount of information was dizzying…or that could be the hormones fogging up Virgil’s brain, he catches the gist of it and nods. Next thing he remembers is kissing, Patton kissing him breathless as they both groped and grinded with a feverish need. Pat pulls off his shirt easily and then starts on Virgil’s, revealed is the pink and purple galaxy binder,

“That’s so pretty, mine was real with palm leaves. Well…it was more of a sports bra than a binder, it was always too constricting for my taste.”

He tosses away the shirt and helps Virgil out of his binder, the emo is too horny to be bothered by his body being so not masculine. The skin looks irritated so Patton is sure to be gentle when he roams his hands down Virgil’s sides, the poor thing whimpering in need and relief.

“Pat, pl-please, need to be in you so bad!”

“Shhh, soon. Let’s get rid of some more clothing and then you can have me.”

Khakis are flung over to the rest of the clothing pile, boxers a second later, the zipper to skinny jeans followed after some shimmying. “Aww, your boxers match!”

“Patton!”

The galaxy boxers get tugged off and Virgil sighs in relief as Patton gasps in joy, Virgil’s ovipositor was thick and glistening as it waited for a warm place to be buried into. It twitches when a curious hand strokes it causing Virgil to moan, low and animalistic. In a split second decision Patton hops on top of Virgil, sinking down part way before stopping. The natural elasticity of frogs let him stretch around the girth without a problem, the combination of their slick making it even easier as he rose and sank at a quick pace.

“Fuck, fuck, you whore, should have been fucking you for years! You take me better than even Remus and he’s a good slut.” Virgil growls out, hands on Patton’s hips to pull him down with a harsher snap. The mild insult makes Patton unexpectedly more wet, “You like being my whore? Good, then you should know whores stay on their backs!”

With a movement so fast that it should have left them dizzy, Virgil flips their positions, he pounds into Patton at an unrelenting speed until he gets to resistance. “Shit, bet no one has ever fucked you this deep, huh whore. Don’t worry we’ll get used to it soon.” He pushes against the muscles blocking him from his goal for a short time then stops, the process repeats as Patton struggles to figure out if this is painful or pleasing. Just as he thinks that he’s going to have to tap out the pressure inside him gives and Virgil is inside his womb!

“Virgil! Fuck me, breed me, I’m your little whore! Please please, pretty please breed me!” The others could probably hear him but the thought didn’t cross his mind, actually the only thing he can think of is how knows that the pressure he wasn’t sure about is definitely pleasure. His heart jumps into his throat as he feels Virgil’s thumb circle his clitoris, a thrilled croak leaves his mouth followed by a breathy moan. Teeth are on his throat a second later, sucking and biting marking as Virgil plays with him. So much is happening that Patton cums without a chance to say anything.

Virgil bites him hard as he climaxes, “Now you can take all of them.” He purrs into Patton’s ear, venom making the other lax and pliable. The last few inches of his ovipositor pushes in and Patton whimpers, “Oh honey, it’s only going to get better. You’re going to feel so full soon, whore, and then we can have fun pushing them all out.” It sounds like a threat from a predator but it’s really a promise of my pleasure. Patton moans as he feels the first egg press through the ovi and deposit inside his womb, Virgil grins and nuzzles the bite mark.

Half an hour later Patton is the size of a beach ball and Virgil is cooing at the image, “Virgie, c-can you take pictures? I want to remember this for forever.” He can’t see which phone Virgil is using but he hears the click of the camera app. Patton actually liked this, he had always thought that being trans meant that he had to hate everything that came with what body he was made with but maybe he could indulge and still be dad.

#mayternity #not safe for sanders #minors dni #nsfs virgil #nsfs patton #cervical penetration #trans Patton #trans Virgil

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headingalaxys-spicy · 2 years

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Some more platonic yanderes for ya: Established RusAme, but both become platonic yanderes for a darling. So, they just kinda share the darling while still being in a romantic relationship with themselves.

Even if their feelings for you are platonic both of them will still have a decent amount of control over you. They’re kind of like your gay dads. So congratulations, I hope you’ve always wanted to live in a Big Brother type of fantasy.

Also you’re going to hate me for the amount of puns I put in this.

How you met them:

They were on another hiking trip dates. While they were hiking Alfred wanted to fawn over a black bear. Turns out this bear thinks Alfred was beargining for a bad time. He didn’t want to be cuddled by the ultra strength Didney Worl character. So the bear had chomped down on Alfred’s leg and had a tight grip on it. Ivan wrestled the bear off his cute but dumb boyfriend.

“You need medic now.” He manages to get the park rangers and the medics to where they were in the mountains. You were the lead ranger that was leading your team to aid them.

“Alright let’s get em fixed!”

“Hahah. I guess my acting career is over.” Alfred jokes. Blood gushing out of his leg made him a little delirious.

“Shut up, Alfred.” He says in a tone that hinted he was holding back laughter. He loved his idiot of a boyfriend and his crazy foolishness.

While you finished the report and giving the document to sign Alfred was free to go…with crutches.

“Thanks again y/n! You’re a cool dudette!” Cheerful even after getting bit by a bear.

“No problem. Just try not to hug anymore bears.”

“Yeah that was a pawful.” Alfred snorted.

“Yeah, you were Bear-y bad pain.” You jab back at Alfred.

Ivan rolls his eyes and says ‘oh god’ in Russian.

“I will give you a-PAWS for you and your teams rescue.” Alfred winks and thumbs up. Dropping his crutches in the process.

“Nyet! Nein! NO! Nay! HELL NAW YOU AMERICAN.” He slowly stalks closer to Alfred with his purple aura expanding.

“So are puns are clawing at you?”

(In Russian) “I will fuck you sideways.”

“Hahaha you’re cute when your irritated.”His grin grows wider at Ivan. Yep his viocidin was kicking in and making him feel woozy but he wanted to choose violence.

The two of them began to rough house even with Alfred’s damaged leg.

And you weren’t having any of this. You pried the two of them apart with your sheer will and physical prowess. Ivan and Alfred were stunned and amused.

“You know y/n you should hang with us. We could totally party together.” Alfred had a mischievous smirk on his face. Oh the stunts and daredevil type things he’d want to do with you. Things like planking on a tight rope on a high rise in NYC.

Yes, Alfred is a daredevil I headcannon that.

They will eventually start to low-key threaten you to hang with them.

“Ah, Sunflower nice to see you in these parts if the woods. It would be a shame if these tress are the reason you ceased to be.” Then he’d Homer Simpson his way back to the tress with a smile that would not fade.

Alfred will try to be overwhelming with how often he calls your station for help. He ask question, inquires about random things, beg for help, etc. He practically clogs your phonelines.

The overbearing and menacing yanderes can be quite the combination to handle. They eventually wear you down into a ‘friend contract’.

You still have autonomy except on Mon-Wed and every other weekend. (they like to have their private time to bone and romance each other.)

They text you daily.

They put a tracker in your phone.

If you dont answer when they call prepare to be hunted down by some of their nations best agents.

Game nights are mandatory. (Usually happens on a Monday night.)

It is nice to have them around when someones is being an asshole to you. They will end up in a dumpster bloody with broken bones.

So, it’s not so bad. Right?

#alfred f jones #ivan braginsky #hws russia #hws america #hws #hetalia fandom #headingalaxys writes stuff #hetalia #yandere hetalia #hetalia america #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere hetalia headcannons #headingalaxys spicy #headingalaxys #headingalaxys writes headcannons

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Acrylic,raven (afterdeath) x blueprint (inkberry accident shipchild)!!!

Info:

-he/him/his

-his left eye has different expressions

-his personality is actually unknown

-his magic is unknown

His backstory:

He was born by blueprints puddles magic and raven's magic

Funfact about acrylic:

-he is addicted to an frogs

-he sometimes creative and mischievous

-he has frog-shifter pet named "paintskrull" (he/they)

-he likes videogames,watching anime,read manga,being photograph,hot wings (hifs fav food) and orange/strawberry juice.

-he hates rude people when he hate it and he hates spiders when he still hates spiders or he is afraid of spiders.

-his fav color is red.

Meet Daiger, degde (dustfell) x raider (errornight/errormare)!!

Info about her:

-her personality is actually mix of their parents

-she is actually child's boss

-she likes bugs,bananas,she playing with siblings

-she dislike rude people and glitches "when she was panic"

Her backstory:

She was born by degde's knife and radier's codes

That why she was born.

Her age: 8-14 year old

She/her

She has 2 tentacles but has 4 twin knifes on her tentacles.

-her baby form is pink but round is Light pink.

Meet Frank Stein "stein",Rubi (Scifresh) x økse (horrordust)!!

Info about him:

-he is mad scientist

-always covered in chemical splashes

-loves making expermients

-he/they

His age: 8-16

-he loves sciences and watching blood/gore movies.

He has his own creation dog named zip.

He hates eating meat and his creation dog went away or he got missing ,when he still searching about his dog.

He listened to music

He sometimes weirder (???)

meet Ebug,Erros (redlust) x debug (errornight)!!!

Info about ebug:

He has glitch on his body.

He is actually jerk and tomboy.

He likes dogs or animals and videogames on his phone.

His age is 12-16 year old

-he is actually gamer or Hacker!

He hates when someone get hacker of him and snakes

His backstory

He was born by soul bonding with his parents.

Meet Kirby (her name is after Kirby games),rem (errordream) x deneb (outersci)!!!!

Info about kirby:

-she has hephaphobic

-very kind and friendly

-she loves games and astronomy

-hacks

-how to floats she knows!

-she had nintendo switch because she play animal crossing new horizons and amongs us

-she's actually shy girl

-sometimes she build tiny robots

-she has puppet kermit the frog

Her age: 8-16

-she has a tiny robot creation named hacky (she has code program)

SHe and lioko has sister-brother relationship.

Her backstory:

She was born by rem's codes and deneb's magic that why she was born.

-her baby form is actually bright green.

Meet starburst "pixel" and pandora "dora", klez "malware" (errorfresh) x neirum (horrorberry)!!! (They aren't twins but they're old and young brother relationship)

Info about starburst:

-he loves pixel games,games with Kirby.

-he/him

-haphephobic

-he can't hug with her sister when he has haphephobic.

-chocolate snack and tacos are his fav food

-he has 4 tounges

-he is confused child

-he has Anti void powers and his own strings

His parasite.

Info about pandora "dora":

Very kind but bit of mad (???)

-maniac

-she loves sweets and her own robot-axe

-she hates annoying his own brother.

-she likes footbal and bears

-not glitches

-she has mental shutdown like his father "neirum"

She is two year older than starburst "pixel"

-not parasite

Starburst and pandora's backstory:

-Starburst was born by klez's strings At his piece and neirum's magic

-pandora was born by soul bonding with their parents.

Credits:

Light-x,acrylic,daiger,stein,ebug,kirby,starburst and pandora belong to me

Lioko (half-brother or half-sister relationship)by @groovygladiatorsheep (sorry u ping and I hope you like it qwq)

Degde,rubi,erros,debug,rem,rauch and neirum belongs to @lucasino-a (sorry u ping and I hope you liked it qwq)

Stellar (ravenprint) belongs to @julliahantzee-blog

Bluebird (ravenprint) belongs to @drawingerror / erroredartist (???)

Raven (afterdeath) belongs to @echoiarts (sorry u ping and I hope you liked it qwq)

Blueprint,raider,økse,deneb and klez belong to @pepper-mint (sorry u ping and I hope you like it qwq)

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imposterogers · 2 years

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well i for one feel the opposite of anxious on ur blog - it's like having a nice cup of coffee in bed while reading the morning paper giggling at the movie reviews column <3

u got me feeling like the meme of kermit hugging his phone <33

#ty ily 🥺🥺🥺#asks

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enchanted-lightning-aes · 9 months

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❤️🌸 appreciation ask 🌸❤️

hey friend! i just wanted to remind you that you are worth every gem in the world and that you light up my day when you appear on my dashboard! feel free to send this to others or keep it in your ask box. wishing you good luck with all your endeavours and a very happy day!

[ID: a reaction pic of a kermit plush hugging a phone while surrounded by various heart emojis / finish ID]

!!!! :o

thank you, nonnie. i am very '💛💛💛' upon recieving this. here's some 🌻🌻🌻 in exchange. :3

#enchant answers #anon

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writer-kermit · 11 months

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“Say Click! Take a Pic!”

ʚ No. 20 ɞ - Dialogue SFW/NSFW Prompt

❥ PAIRING: DIEGO ARMANDO x JAKE MARSHALL

❥ GENRE: SMUT

❥ REQUESTED OR SELF-MADE: REQUESTED

❥ W/C: 837

ঞ SUMMARY: When being on parole, Jake Marshall plans to get a job as a professor at law. He then gets an unexpected call from his past colleague Diego Armando (or Godot). I wonder what their conversation might lead too ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

ᰔ KERMIT'S NOTE: Yes I title this the song from Go Diego Go. Anyways this fic was requested by @ladykailolu Check them out rn 😡😡😡. And if you want request then ask away! If you want a commission, then DM. Enjoy!

ᰔᩚ WARNING: NSFW, Teasing, Swearing, Phone Sex, Sensual Contents. MINORS!!! PLEASE GO AWAY!!!

December 3rd, 12:06 AM.

Jake Marshall’s Apartment

“Alright,” Jake Marshall sighed. “That’s enough probation work for today.” He leaned back on his chair to stretch and rested his head against his cold, wooden dining table.

It was his third parole application for his house arrest trial. It was currently midnight. And yet, it seemed like Jake had been working for centuries. He knew he couldn’t be a detective anymore, so being a college professor was his only hope.

He then sat up again to massage his face. “I can’t give up yet…” He said to himself. Jake then opened his laptop and went back to his documents. He titled his doc “The Strengths and Weakness of Being a College Professor of Law.” He started by grabbing his law reports book.

December 3rd, 1:11 AM.

Jake Marshall’s Apartment

Jake had typed nearly sixteen hundred words in an hour. He got his introduction and his paragraph completed. He smiled at his work and pat himself on the back.

It was the first time in years he felt motivated to write anything, let alone a parole document. While he cleaned up, he heard his phone ring from the living room.

“Now who in tarnation is calling me this late at night?” Jake murmured, pacing to get his phone. He looked at the log to see a familiar name: Diego Armando (Or Godot), Jake’s former colleague.

Ecstatic that Godot called, Jake answered him. “Evening Armando,” Jake exclaimed, “How’ve ya been? You’ve applied for any jobs or hobbies yet?” Godot let a deep sigh before talking, making Jake feel uneasy.

“Evening Marshall…” Godot said. “I’ve been doing well. I got transferred to house arrest and got a job as a barista at the local cafe.”

"That’s great partner. I’m happy for you.” Jake smiled. “Is there anything else you need to tell me? Since it’s one o’clock and all.” Godot was silent for a while but soon clicked his tongue.

“Armando? You alright over there?” Jake asked again.

“Jake, call me on Facetime, please.”

Hold it!

Godot would never call anyone by their actual name unless he’s in a situation. Without hesitation, Marshall called Armando on Facetime. However, he wasn’t expecting Godot not to be in a conundrum.

When Marshall opened Facetime, he witnessed a flushed and embarrassed Godot, just staring at the other man made his face turned warm.

“A- Armando?” Jake hiccupped. “You okay in there? Do you have a fever?” Godot let out a dark chuckle. “I’m feeling better,” he said, “now that I got to see that pretty face of yours.” This made Marshall’s heart beat fast.

“Very funny Armando.” Jake teased, brushing off Godot’s weird behavior. “But I’m serious,” Godot said. “I missed you, Jake. I missed you so much.” “Oh really? How much then?”

Armando only smiled at Marshall’s teasings. He then placed his phone in a stance position and laid back on the sofa.

Although he was wearing his visor, Godot's face was still feverish. He wore a slim green shirt that hugged his muscles and curves almost completely. His grey sweatpants were pulled down to his knees as he revealed his tented boxers.

Marshall gaped at the picture with shock and sudden arousal. “D-Diego!” He screamed, almost dropping his phone. “My lord… Is this what you do when you think of me?” He asked in disbelief. “Not all the time Jake,” Godot replied. “But I couldn’t help myself. I hunger for you, my love.”

Saying this, Armando pulled down his boxers, revealing his leaking cock. “Been repressing myself all day. But after my number one hundred n’ two blend, I just couldn’t take it any longer.” He stroked his shaft for a few minutes before slowly pumping himself.

“Get this on camera. I want ya to save this for later.”

Marshall only stared at Godot, unsure of what to say. Without knowing, he placed his phone down where Godot can see his full body. He watched carefully as Godot continued. “Hahh… You enjoying yourself babe?” Armando groaned, “You enjoying me touching myself to you?”

Marshall was silent, squirming in his seat. The more he watched Godot, the more his body began to heat up. Jake let his fingers wander down to his pants, his fingers caressing his clothed dick.

“Diego…” He moaned quietly. “I know baby. I want you too….” Armando replied, pumping himself faster.

Marshall followed along with Armando. He pulled his pants and boxers and pumped his leaking dick.

“Fuck… Oh my god, Diego… I’m gonna cum.” Marshall moaned.

“Si si mi amor… Let’s cum together, yeah?” Diego hummed. Marshall let out another hefty moan–just before cumming violently. “Oh fuck…” Godot hissed as he ejaculated as well.

December 3rd, 1:47 AM.

Jake Marshall’s Apartment

“Armando,” Jake sighed. “Never knew you felt this way.” “Be honored, my star,” Godot chuckled, leaning back on his sofa. “When I get outta here, I’m gonna fuck the daylights out of you.” Jake only chuckled and parted his hair.

“We’ll see about that, partner.”

#writing #anime smut #ace attorney #ace attorney fic #ace attorney smut #diego armando #aa godot #ace attorney godot smut #jake marshall #jake Marshall fic #Jake Marshall smut #aa fic #aa smut

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