(Pretends that I haven’t been gone for over 8 months)

It is time to eat! 🗣🔥 I have returned! …And what did I miss? 🫡 Not much? Okay, that’s good lol

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Toge Inumaki (Jujutsu Kaisen)

♥︎ Warnings ♥︎ Yandere | Non-Con/Dub-Con | Referring to Inumaki by His Last Name | Usage of “Senpai” Because I Don’t Know How to Translate Honorifics | Aged-Up Characters | Hurt/(No)Comfort | But It Ended Up Hurting Anyways | Female-Insert Reader | Cheating | NTR | Corruption Kink | A Subtle From of Mindbreak(?) | AU Where Shibuya Incident Never Happened | Reader is kinda menhera herself tbh

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“I’m sorry for not being there to accompany you with your mission, Inumaki-senpai.” Gentle hands ran down his somewhat swollen cheek, before the cold, yet delicate texture of a gauze replaces it and eases the sting. “Dr. Ieiri needed me for something, and it was a priority mission, so…”

“Salmon Roe.” Toge Inumaki replied, almost immediately—Holding out his hand to cut you off as if he already knew that you were about to go on a tangent. For the inexperienced, conversation without words are something of an impossible feat, but for the years that he was mentoring you, Inumaki has gotten confident of your understanding skills. It’s kind of learning process that most of his friends developed overtime, so he’s never worried that both of you would have some form of miscommunication anytime soon.

With that said, you sighed in relief at his innocent gesture. “…Alright, then please allow me to at least use my curse technique on you.” You suggested, but the moment Inumaki felt your cursed energy spiked in an incredible amount, he knew he didn’t have a choice anyway. Not only because it was your job, but he never planned to refuse your technique if you give him a chance to experience it. Just from this close distance alone, he could practically melt at the feeling—Like a warm fire in a winter night, gently embracing his body in a comforting manner.

“…Salmon.”

Rejuvenation as they call it…An innate cursed technique that you’ve developed while you were studying with him at Jujutsu Tokyo High. It’s not much when it comes to combat, since its only special feature is, as the name suggest, rejuvenation—The power to replenish the user’s body of lost cursed energy, and ultimately cutting back whatever physical consequences of the user’s cursed technique is. It was a shame that by Jujutsu regulations, it was considered a “cursed” technique like everyone else’s when in truth, it can very well be compared to a blessing in disguise for people like him.

Call it a senior’s pride or something like that, but Inumaki thoroughly believed that you’ve naturally developed a technique that he can greatly appreciate because he was the one who raised you better as a sorcerer than your own teacher ever did.

To think that you were but an ordinary civilian when you came in here felt like a fever dream. No relations to curses, sorcerers, or anything—Just a rare case of a normal person possessing a higher cursed energy than most people that they were able to see curses from a very young age. You were a chick fresh out of the egg when you arrived, an outsider to the world of Jujutsu, and Inumaki back then just found himself teaching you on a whim.

He loves watching you use your curse technique a lot more than he could ever admit—The control you have on your breathing, heart rate, and flow of curse energy was spectacular. You always make sure that you won’t hurt yourself in the process by giving too much, but at the same time, you knew exactly how much a current person needs for a complete rejuvenation. His favorite part had always been when you’re done, the way your eyes would snap back into your normal cheerful self after being in a trance like nothing happened. It never fails to make him smile.

”…Well, do you feel a lot better? Is there anything else I could help you with?” Your voice quickly got Inumaki back on high alert as he was in a trance himself. He just couldn’t help it sometimes; he could feel your cursed energy flowing in him in just the right amount that it was way too comfortable to just ignore.

Inumaki tilts his neck in a snap, feeling a satisfying crack from each side before giving you a thumbs up. “Pollock Roe.” He said with confidence to mask the embarrassment he feels inside. He would never say it straight to your face, but as someone who receives this treatment from you a lot, it’s not much of an exaggeration to say that he was addicted to the feeling. He’s a bit…sensitive on how you will react to this information, so he’ll keep it to himself for now.

“Well, that’s great then~!” You said, as he felt your observant eyes on him again—Constantly looking for any injury you might’ve missed, but your work was as flawless as ever. “At this point, please just get plenty of rest as always. If you notice anything else that feels wrong, please refer to Dr. Ieiri as soon as possible.”

Inumaki couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the way you speak during work mode, it’s professional but it just wasn’t the normal cheeky junior he knew. So, with a mischievous look on his face, Inumaki pulled on your cheek slightly with judging eyes. “Mustard Leaf~?” He teased as you flinched at the contact.

“Ow, ow!” You exclaimed, yelping like a kicked animal until Inumaki let go eventually. In an instant, you pouted and rubbed on your slightly reddened cheek. “W-What was that for, seriously…!?”

Inumaki only pointed at you nonchalantly with two fingers. “Tuna, Tuna.” He stuck out his tongue which only puts an irritated vein on your forehead—But somehow, you knew what he was trying to say.

Instead of snapping like how you originally planned, you sighed. “I know, I know…” You said, eventually smiling in defeat. “But it’s work, you know? I have to be prim and proper when it comes to work.”

Inumaki hummed, eyes glancing to the side as if he hadn’t learned his lessons at all—In fact, he just wanted to catch your attention, that’s all. “…And you should be careful around your own work too!” Then came in you scolding him in the end. “Please stop rupturing your vocal cords every time you go on missions! I am not treating you next time, do you hear!?”

“Salmon Roe~” He heard what you said, but it was like the words go through one ear and escaped to the other—He didn’t have any intention of listening to your advice at all. If rupturing his vocal cords was the minimum requirement to come visit you again, then so be it…Besides, he knows you’re lying anyways. He just can’t see you refusing service to anyone who’s in need of help, what more of it if it was him?

“Ugh, why do I feel like you’re not taking me seriously at all…?” You grumbled under your breath but ending up shaking your head anyways. Eventually though, you smiled in a silly manner, just what Inumaki was hoping for. “No, whatever…Just have a good day, Senpai.”

Hearing that, Inumaki finally gave you his famous close-eyed smile to show his excitement. “Salmon~!” He replied enthusiastically after seeing that familiar attitude of yours for the day and quickly pat your head. You giggled as he hopped off the bed, raising his hand slightly to wave at you as he headed out for the door. “…Kelp.”

With one last smile, you waved back at him before going back to your desk, probably checking for the mission you’re assigned to next.

Honestly, for someone who came from humble beginnings, you were making quite the name for yourself as a sorcerer in the Jujutsu world. Non-combatant cursed techniques are rare as it is, and for someone to have one that defies the very definition of a curse and turning it into something of a blessing—It’s no wonder you are highly valued by the higher-ups. It’s hard to imagine that just a few years ago, you were someone relatively unknown and though you did had some help from the teachers like all other students, you still had to teach yourself on how to differentiate between what is a curse and what is not.

Regardless, Inumaki can freely shrug about it now—He was glad you developed a technique that was beneficial to him, and that’s all it matters. You were good friends, on top of being senior and junior back in school, so your relationship with him was undoubtedly better than the rest. Maybe he’s a bit boastful about it, because who wouldn’t want to come home from a long and exhausting mission, only to lay down and be doted on by your cursed technique?

The feeling of a sore throat has been something of a wild fantasy to him ever since you mastered your craft, so what else was there to complain about?

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Continue the Hornii?

This Sinfic was in one of my WIPs folder (Yes, I have a folder full of unfinished Sinfics and ideas ☠️ I’m a loser) and I had to travel back to the memory lane on what kind of plot I was trying to cook 8 months ago 😭

I think my goal was to write a  Sinfic is that proves that dialogue is not at all needed when it comes to fucked-up love ♥︎

I reread my first ever Riddle Sinfic (the one with the Darling that cheated on him lol) and I realized that I forgot that I gave them a baby in part 2 for ✨plot convinience✨ So, I thought it’d be cute to draw her at 10 yrs of age haha Also pls dont laugh at the art, I was doodling this at 3 in the morning because my mind won’t let me sleep until I finished 🫠🫠

All the Wolfwood’s that live in my head rent free as soon as I start writing Knives: HOW DARE

Me: *looks at all the sinfics of him with my oc* you four sure about that

This is for some friends out there that are still on my mind today about their self love, self growth, and importance in my life. Thank you for being there for me. You guys know me best almost. We're family either you know it or not. I still care about the chapters in my book you all were a part of. This is heavily emotional for me. Life may have made us go our different ways. But know I still root for you guys no matter where you are. I pray that your happier. I remember our connection like my first bite of my now favorite treat in life. Anyways that's not too important. But thank you so very much for making me stronger, more patient, more care towards my self love than ever before. I know your thinking things could have been different. But don't doubt that. Be confident in yourselves enough to cherish friendships in your life that haven't left your side. I'm glad to have been a part of your history making as the people you are. No matter what you have done, I forgive you. 💚💜 Its kinda cute, how a piece of your own clothes can have sinficances to remembering friendships or a time in your life that when you went to Anaheim to support those in BTS during the Wings tour. When life changes around for you at different points in life. I still have that dress that you guys saw me in for the first time on a selfie. But brings up good and bad memories in said connection. But again that was prior to all the grief I went though. You guys really had no idea. I foreverly grateful for you guys. 💚💜If I could hear from you guys directly again. For a moral boost, a motivation that you guys are, to pass along some encouraging words between us friends. Please reach out very soon. Because I am moody today/tonight. Some of you know, I only make things pretty when I am depressed over something. Don't let a friend suffer in silence. I need someone just to talk too that understands where I am coming from.

Started an Undertale AU Harum story. Warning will be nsfw!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Keith/Lotor (Voltron) Characters: Keith (Voltron) Lotor (Voltron) Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Injury, Trauma, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University Summary: 

All you have to do is stay a minute Just take your time The clock is ticking, so stay All you have to do is wait a second Your hands on mine The clock is ticking, so stay

The VLD Creators’ discord server had a fun little flash exchange, this is my fill for @themomentofdavyprentiss!

“WHERE! IS! MY! BROTHER!?!”

In all of his years of conquering villages and taking towns, El Jefe finally felt fear. This would be harder than he thought. Screwing his courage to the sticking place, he shouted, “What are you waiting for? MARCH! It’s only a little bad weather!”

But it was about to get worse. No one was prepared for the storm that was Pepa Madrigal."

Chapter 46 of "The Eyes Have It" by @sinclaironfire !

ALL THE BODY TYPES HEADCANONS✨

Classic Twins: They have a soft hourglass shape [Measurements: 48D(48B)/35W/48H] While Kitty and Bunnie may have the same body type, their fashion choices differ greatly. Bunnie has a tendency to wear clothes that show off their chest, mid riff and legs, since they have more confidence than most monsters. Though, slightly on the other end is Kitten, who likes a lot of cute and adorable looking clothes {mainly modern Asian style fashion}, they will on occasion, wear something that’s bit revealing…

Fell Twins: They have a Defined Hourglass Shape [Measurements: 60B/40W/60H] Cutlass and Saber have slightly similar senses of fashion, but unlike their Classic Counterparts they don’t summon their ecto-bodies often. Because their body shape is quite desirable and sought after, so they keep their actual body type under wraps for fear of someone attacking them.

Honey: Soft Pear Shape [Measurements: 40C(40B)/30W/50H] They have a bit of a pudge around the stomach region, which they embarrassed by it, even though the boys tell Honey it’s OK to be a little chunky. So because of this they wear a lot of clothes that complement their hips, thighs and ass all without summoning any extra ecto-parts. (Regardless if the boys approve…)

Swapfell Twins: Full-Figured Body Type [Measurements: 50B/45W/50H] They rarely ever show their ecto-body, they’re very self conscious about their appearance, even though Slim finds them absolutely adorable regardless of what they think… So because of this they wear a lot of clothing that can fit over their bones only, usually their uniforms (Though Slim has an entire horde of clothes that can fit over the Twins’ ecto-body, but they get quite uppity about it)

Horrortale Twins: Defined Pear Shape [Measurements: 30B/40W/65H] (Much to Blood’s destruction) Once they have access to plenty of food again, because of all of the running around those two do, their magic concentrated mostly on their legs, causing them to be quite bottom heavy♥ But because they have no idea of this until they get someplace safer, all of their clothes are a bit… Risqué♥✨

Hi, long time no see!

I’m Yume :DD and here’s some freshly new Hornii for all of you! Blue Lock is an anime that I started watching two weeks ago and read the manga immediately right after episode one, but was really sad when it’s Yandere Non-Con tag is pretty much empty right now.

So, I wanted to contribute a little 👀

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Nagi Seishirou [Blue Lock]

♥︎ Warnings ♥︎

Spoilers for the Anime, and especially the Manga (Blue Lock) | Yandere | Non-Con | Female Reader-Insert | Usage of “Football” instead of “Soccer” | Jealousy | Referring to Nagi by his last name | Cockwarming

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All his life, Nagi Seishirou had been taken care of by others.

His talent that even he couldn’t understand himself intrigued other people but himself and thus, had always been someone else’s “treasure” rather than his own. He was an entertainer who was spoiled rotten in exchange for some mediocre performance, enough to satisfy an audience who are just as boring as the last. Maybe Blue Lock has changed him in some way, learned a few things about winning and losing, and earned a dream he wanted to achieve—

But looking back at his former performances, as impressive as it is for the public’s eye, none of his “skills” were actually cultivated to be his own. There was always someone who did it for him—Reo, Isagi, Prince…But never had any of them belonged and created by Nagi Seishirou himself.

…And that’s fine, right? It can’t be helped that maybe he’s just meant to be like this, both in football and other things. There was no need to destroy his own mentality in order to create something that he’s not, right? Because results are everything, and as long as someone else is there to make him show the extent of his talent, Nagi Seishirou is powerful.

It was satisfaction, it was the kind of fun he was looking for in football…until the day came where he finally got a feel of what it’s like to hold that reign of control to someone more incompetent than he is.

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Continue the Hornii~?

I just want to let this out of my chest, please let Blue Lock blow up in the Yandere Non-Con community before the potential dies 🥺 It’s been a while since I wrote a full Sinfic so I’m a bit rusty, be patient with me please 🙏✨

Thank you~! Anyways, I need to do my homework now, see you in about two hours ☠️

I'm just going to put this out there:

I generally dislike being called mommy

While I do enjoy being in charge, it makes me feel uncomfortable when someone calls me mommy, mistress is just fine with me but mommy makes me want to pull out a note book and start a Therapy session. Idk maybe I'm weird-

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Everyone has their own thing. This is no judgment zone. I prefer DILF and MILF over daddy and mommy but for the kink’s sake, sometimes I indulge myself in it. I did read and enjoy Yume’s Lilia sinfic. It was :fire: :fire:

Me having a thing for a good, nice, lovely kinda character that I would be respected by and would genuinely feel safe around: Must find allllll the depraved sinful fan content there is...

Me having a thing for a depraved, nasty, bastard character who comes with buckets of complementary sinfics and not much else: Only fluff for me thank u, i cant look at the sm*t. My eyes; They burn.

Mika tried her best to keep her breathing steady. Her heart was racing at her situation. It was dark, practically impossible to see in this. She’d been taken to a strange place that was completely unfamiliar to her, then she remembered being forced to drink this potion. It felt as if her memories were slipping away from her as the minute passed. Every detail about her loved ones was starting to fade away completely. A million questions flew through her mind. Where was she? Why was this happening to her? What purpose would these people have in doing this? What’s the goal? Who was this gorgeous man in her mind who wore a gold crown? Or the hunter who spoke poetically? Or the tall wolf guy?

But then, a voice echoed through the dark chamber. It wasn’t someone she recognized. The voice was distorted to the point of sounding inhuman.

“Hm, the memory erasure potion should be at full effect now. Should we administer the love potion?”

Another voice replied, just as distorted as the last, “Yes. We shouldn’t waste time.”

“Who are you?” Mika asked, trying to at least get some answers out of her captors. She whipped her head around to get a closer look but then felt several strips made of this leathery material wrap around her limps and constricted around it, preventing her from moving.

A masked figure dressed in a lab coat walked to the table beside her bed. They pulled the drawer and took out a bottle with a pink glowing liquid, unscrewing the cap. Then they grabbed a syringe from their pocket and dipped it inside the bottle, letting it collect inside.

They approached her and her eyes widened at it.

“OH GOD THATS A BIG NEEDLE—”

The last thing she felt was a pain in her arm before passing out.

The Twisted Friends server is hosting the Extreme Bias Game!

The rules are as follows:

None of the participants are allowed to acknowledge their faves’ existence in any way during the event. If they do, they’re disqualified. 

Event will last until the last man standing

Sabotage is allowed and encouraged

Participants get to pick their new faves for the event and must create lovemail for those faves three times. Minimum length is a paragraph. 

Spectators, or people who aren’t participating, are also free to sabotage the participants for extra chaos

Winner gets to ask to losers to make them something (for example: If @luvielle​ wins, I write a Trey sinfic for her) 

This is the list of participants and their faves. Feel free to sabotage them as much as you desire. 

My favorite characters were :: Vil, Rook, and Jack

My new favorite characters are :: Crewel and Sebek

(edits are by me, please don’t steal or use without my permission) 

Beyond this post, any mentions of my faves are strictly forbidden.