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jeena-says-hi · 4 months
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Everyone: posting rly well written analysis of how poetic the finale was or already having AMAZING art out
While I’m just like: Tango unicorn
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marthfador · 3 months
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YOU'RE MY DAD YOU'RE MY DAD YOU'RE MY DAAAD
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Chatting about gifts from the Wildmother.
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writer-komaru · 10 months
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₊˚✩。+・ Queen of Hearts ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
✧Rating: Smut + Exhibitionism
✧Characters: Nikolai
✧Word Count: 3.2k
✧Summary: While participating in a very important annual agency meeting every member is forced to attend, you find yourself in a very stressful situation. You’re completely at the mercy of a very aroused and sadistic clown, one who’s ready to make your life as hard as possible. As sudden, familiar hands appear out of nowhere and start groping you from under your clothes, you soon find out just how hard he can make you~
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The dreaded time was finally here. Once the clock struck 2:30, you watched as Kenji, Dazai, Kunikida, and Atsushi flooded into the meeting room. You closed your laptop and sighed to yourself. This would be your first real meeting as a new member of the esteemed armed detective agency and you were both excited and terrified. Being in a room full of some of the strongest gifted in all of Japan was more nerve racking than getting pulled over in the middle of nowhere! Nonetheless, you knew you were ready for this. You took a seat next to Junichiro and Kyoka, looking up at the white board in the center of the room pinned with at least 20 photos and newspaper clippings. Kunikida stood next to it with a long ruler in his hand, giving everyone an authoritative stare, like a teacher ready to scold a group of misbehaving students.
“For today’s annual group meeting, I’ll be starting it by addressing our most recent case!” His glasses flashed with determination as he cracked the ruler against the white board, using it to point at one of the pictures. Atsushi jumped at the noise, Dazai rolled his eyes, and Yosano rested her head against her left hand.
“The case deals with a large-scale human trafficking scandal being sponsored by the port mafia. We’ve managed to collect a few pictures, physical evidence, witness testimony, and a few newspaper clippings detailing some of the people involved. It’s our duty to locate the victims and ensure they return to their families safely and arrest the perpetrators. The first suspect is- Ranpo are you SLEEPING!!?!” Kunikida bears his teeth and slaps the ruler against the table to wake him up.
“I’d much rather be asleep than attending this boring meeting,” he raised his head and yawned, clearly unbothered by the threat of human trafficking. Does he not care about the people in danger or does he not see it as a big deal? Wasn’t he the detective prodigy the agency was built around?
“Maybe I’ll let you take a nap if you help us locate their base of operations,” Kunikida crossed his arms and huffed.
While you watched with confusion as Ranpo revealed a long explanation of the case, you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. Good thing you put it on silent; if all the attention was suddenly on you, you might just curl up in a ball and return to the soil. You took your phone out of your pocket and sneakily hid it under the table. You were getting a call from…. Your eyes widened in fear. Why now, if all times?!
“U-uh, can I use the bathroom real quick? It’s an emergency,” your trembling hand rose to ask the question, causing your fear of being in the spotlight to come true.
“I’m sorry but you should have gone before the meeting started. Rules are no one can leave until the meeting is over,” Kunikida’s wrath snapped to Dazai, “Including you too!!”
“Hey I haven't even done anything yet!” He held his hands up defensively.
“Yeah yeah, emphasis on YET!” He growled back.
Your worried eyes looked back to your phone, finger hovering between the accept and decline buttons. The caller ID pfp was almost taunting you. If you didn’t take this call, you knew damn well you’d be punished somehow, but if you took it, the private info being discussed could be leaked. You just couldn’t risk your relationship with the ADA so soon. With a heavy heart you hit the decline button, praying to your lucky stars he would shed even a sliver of mercy on you this time. Just before you could put your phone back into your pocket, an ominous text was sent to your phone; It was from him.
‘Playing hard to get, my darling dove? You know what happens when you try to ignore me~ come on, let’s have some fun together!~ Fwahahah!~♦️ See you soon! Your love, Nikolai~’
Well shit, now you’re definitely fucked. That’s what you get for testing the will of a deviant like him. You shifted nervously in your seat, anticipating the tricks he might try to experiment on you. Suddenly, you felt a light hand tap on your shoulder.
“Ah?!” You gasp, only to see it was Kyoka. She didn’t respond, only giving you a look that read, ‘Are you alright?’ It wasn’t a look she gave very many people, you’ve found out. You smiled and shared a nod, making her nod back. As your eyes returned to Kunikida as he continued his rant, a faint golden glow from under the table made your blood run cold. The glow expanded into a glittering swirl of sparkles, like a whirlpool of liquid sunshine. It was almost hypnotic. Out from the circle appeared a frighteningly familiar gloved hand, holding a singular playing card. What pentrified you was not the random floating hand coming out of what appeared to be a portal, but the details of the card. It meant two things. One, Nikolai was ready to play his sadistic little game with you. Two, you were both lucky and deeply misfortunate.
Nikolai was a very sly and cheeky character when it comes to you. He treats you both like a sweet pet he loves to pamper and play with, and like a little ragdoll he uses for when he gets bored. That’s just the price you have to pay for making a deal with the devil. And the word devil is no exaggeration. His little games he plays with you vary in extremes; he can go from playing fluffy games like tag (but he always cheats and uses his teleportation), tickle fights, riddles, hide and seek (which he also cheats on too), magic tricks, and dress up. To more explicit games like lewd cat and mouse, stamina tests, edging, exhibitionism, mind break, and seduction. To more dangerous games he uses as punishment, like knife play, gun play, public humiliation, choking, bondage, psychological abuse, somnophilia, and even roping his fellow angels of decay into torturing you. The memories make you shudder. He ties these levels of debauchery with a specific type of playing card. (I know all of this sounds unnecessary and extreme but that’s just his forte. He gets off on the chaos.) Diamonds mean he’s too busy to play an actual game but still wants to share his love with you. Spades mean he’s about to play a friendly game. Hearts mean he’s about to play an explicit game. And clubs means he’s about to play a dangerous game. Their numbers and houses signal the exact game and severity he’ll put you through, but there’s just no way you can memorize all 52 of them. Sometimes you think he comes up with them on the spot and pretends like he’s planned out the games from the start.
Nevertheless, the card held up proudly in between two fingers was a frightening Queen of hearts. You felt your thighs immediately rub together as a blanket of heat fell over your body. Oh, you were really in for it now. The card and the hand holding it vanished just as randomly as it appeared, triggering the calm before the storm. You wanted to run out of the room and hide, lock yourself in a bathroom stall and brace yourself for the torment he has planned for you. But not only was it likely someone would follow you, but you would probably get in deep trouble.
Shit shit shit…
Suddenly, the portal reappeared underneath your right leg and two fingers began to stroke your inner thigh, painting your skin in goosebumps. It was light and delicate, but calculated enough to send shockwaves straight to your heated core. You shivered as they inched closer to your bulge; making you embarrassingly cover the inappropriate sight with the hem of your loose tee. Trying to keep a poker face and ignore it was the only option you had at this point. But you know the clown has his ways to make you break.
“If we can station Kenji at the entrance of their base, we can distract the guards long enough to let the rest of us sneak in. Kyoka and Atsushi will search the halls and take out the rest of the guards, me and Junichiro will sneak into the bunker and look for the victims, Dazai and Y/N will secure the perimeter in case they call in backup. Any objections?” Kunikida ordered, slapping the ruler against his hand.
“Sounds great to me, but are you sure that’s alright with Y/N? He’s pretty neeewww~” Dazai glances over to you with a smirk. Oh how desperately you wanted to smack him for bringing the attention yet again back to you at literally the worst time possible.
“I believe Y/N is more than capable of handling their task. You on the other hand is a different story,” he grunted and crossed his arms again.
“Aw come on; I’m a trustworthy guy, Kunikida, you know that~” Dazai stuck out his tongue playfully.
“Settle down you two. Let Y/N speak,” Fukuzawa’s voice was like a growling lion, freezing the two men in place like icicles.
“Y-yes sir!” Kunikida exclaimed, bowing dramatically.
Dazai chuckled behind his hand, sending the blonde man a teasing smirk. Kunikida ignored him, focusing his eyes on your twitching form. He raised an eyebrow, “Are you alright, Y/N? You look like you caught a fever.”
“If it’s a fever… I can treat that easily~” Yosano chimed in, sharing an eerie grin.
You cleared your throat as both his hands began to stroke up and down your thighs, his fingertips ghosting over your plush skin in just the way to make your spine quiver, “I-I’m alright, just a bit nervous is all.”
“You don’t need to be nervous, I know you’ll do great, Y/N,” Atsushi smiles.
“And Dazai may seem like a lazy idiot, but as much as I hate to admit it, he’s a dependable ally,” Kunikida pushes up his glasses.
“You’ll…. Do okay,” Kyoka tries to comfort, but instead sounds a bit cold.
“Trust in your abilities and do your very best,” Junichiro uplifts.
“We have your back just like you have ours. We can do this together,” Kenji pumps a fist into the air.
Fukuzawa stays silent, but gives you a reassuring nod.
“T-thank you all. I feel a lot better n-ngh-“ your voice catches in your throat as the sinful fingers of Nikolai trace over your clothed sex, pressing small strokes from your twitching head. That bastard; you hated how he had arousing you down to an art form. Even from behind the portal, he could sense every hitch of your breath, tense of your thighs, and drop of sweat on your brow.
As the rest of the members continued to discuss the case, you let out a sigh of relief. At least they weren’t staring directly into your soul anymore. But the feeling was short lived as a pair of curious eyes stayed on you. The eyes of the master detective. You shivered in your seat; could he tell what was going on between your legs? The likelihood was alarmingly high. The only thing you could do was try to play it off as Nikolai pulled down your fly along with your boxers, letting your length spring free. It felt humiliating, how hard and wet you felt already, fighting back the urge to buck into anything that could give you some sort of stimulation.
“Ehehehhe~ what a naughty pet, being so deliciously horny during an important meeting~ I wonder how easy I bet it would be to coax out a little whimper from you~” a sadistic whisper echoed from the portal as two fingers squeezed and rubbed your head around between them. Before you could bite your lip, a groan escaped your lips. God damn it. You looked around fearfully if anyone heard that, mentally cursing at yourself for letting him get to you so easily. Thankfully, no one seemed to hear it.
“Oh ho ho!~ how delightful~” Nikolai chuckled through the portal, wrapping his hand around your dick and pumping it slowly, making your eyes screw shut. He made sure to give your head a few rubs with his thumb every so often just to stimulate you a little more. If things couldn’t get worse, you felt two fingers pressing right against your taint. Your legs trembled more and more, the temptation to buck into his hand becoming more of a guarantee than a fantasy. Was he really going to make you cum in front of the whole agency?!
Your hips lurched forward, ever so slightly fucking your aching dick into the tight grip of his hand, playing into the perverse little game he was putting you through. Suddenly, to your relief and dismay, his hands retreated back into the portals and disappeared.
“Y/N, are you sure you’re okay?” Junichiro asked with a concerned expression.
“Uh… it’s complicated,” you chuckled, scratching the back of your neck.
As Junichiro tried to push you for answers, the faint golden glow out of the corner of your eye told you Nikolai was clearly not willing to give up yet.
“Don’t worry, if it’s something serious, I’ll make sure to tell you- H-huh?!“ To your horror, your throbbing length is enveloped in a warm, wet, velvety feeling. You peeked under the table to find yourself face to face with Nikolai himself, fully taking your sex into the hot expanse of his mouth and bobbing his head up and down. The playful smirk he gave you made your blood boil with anger and arousal.
“Are you sure you’re alright…?” Jumichiro tilted his head curiously and tried to catch a glance of what you were looking at under the table. You quickly pushed Nikolai’s head off your dick and covered yourself with your shirt.
“Yeah, absolutely great. Perfect, even,” you hissed through your teeth. Junichiro gave you a shrug and turned back to the white board, leaving you to deal with the ruthless incubus under the table.
“Come on, let me get an actual taste this time~ you can’t avoid me forever~” his eyes narrowed as he smirked up at you.
“H-hey, w-wait- Ahh!~” a moan slips from your lips as his mouth slides back up and down your dick, making your whole body tremble.
“Please please, not here, please, not here,” you begged weakly, gripping his hair. You wanted to push his mouth off you again but to your surprise and his delight, you shoved your dick into the back of his throat, groaning as his tongue lapped at the bulging vein under your cock. There’s just no use trying to fight it anymore; you lost the very second you saw that dreadful queen of hearts.
“Good little dove… just give in; let them catch us, it’ll be more fun that way~” he cooed to you as your sex slid even further into his lewd mouth. It just felt so good, so wrong yet so right. The needy pulses of your cockhead against the back of his throat made your mind go blank. More, more, more; you just couldn’t stop craving more. Nikolai’s minaical chuckles grew louder and louder as you urgently humped against his mouth. As his free hand tucked back into his magic cloak, you felt a familiar firm rub against your taint. At that moment, you could care less if the room was empty or filled with 100 people. The only thought in your mind was to cum, to paint his mouth white with your built up seed. More more more, all you wanted was more.
“That’s right… Go wild… show your agency freinds how much fun we have together~” His words sounded like choking against the thrusting of your dick, transforming into a cackle as your head flew back to release a needy moan. Your dick throbbed wildly in his mouth and the knot in your stomach began to tighten, the humiliation sending tears pouring from your eyes. Everything was going exactly to Nikolai’s plan.
“Damn it… damn it damn it da-ahhh~ Aghhh!!~” One final convulsion of your head sent hot cum squirting directly down his throat, the leftover mess filling his mouth and dripping from his smirking lips. You let out a whine as come cum even splattered on his cheek. He licked it off with an evil smirk, just like the cock hungry whore he is.
“What a beautiful performance~ you did so well, my doll~” he crawled out from under the table and to your horror sat right on your lap.
“W-W-WAIT, they will see u-ughhh~” your eyes rolled back as he rubbed himself against your abused cock, giving out a series of strained whines.
“Look around, silly dove~ what do you see?”
He leaned down and whispered in your ear, licking a long stripe up your neck. When your blurry eyes adjusted to your surroundings, you realized the room was different. Instead of being greeted with the disgusted faces of your coworkers, you instead found the room totally empty. But how can that be? Did he use his portal on them? No, he would need to use his cape for that, but the whole time it was neatly resting on his shoulders.
“Stumped?~ I’d love to tease you more, but because you were so good in letting me torture you a little, I’ll reveal the secret~ it was all thanks to Junichiro and Ranpo!~” he exclaimed cheerfully, sending you a wink, “While you were too busy helping yourself to my warm mouth, Ranpo immediately knew what was happening. He passed Junichiro a note to use an illusion on the room to make it seem like everyone was still talking while they all left so we could have some free time together~”
Even though the news wasn’t exactly surprising, your cheeks still burned with embarrassment. You knew Ranpo would find out but god did it still suck.
You groaned and hid your face in your hands, “Why did you have to do that? I’ll never be able to look any of them in the eyes anymore…”
“Awww, dove, don’t be like that~ You were having so much fun weren’t you?~ Why not we… have a round two?~” he chuckles sinfully as he slides his striped pants down and lines himself over your oozing dick. He licks his lips as he slams himself down on you, panting and laughing as he rides the life out of you.
“N-no no no, ughhh n-nooo we’re gunna to get f-found aghhhh-a-again~” you whine as he uses your dick like a dildo. It felt really fucking good but dreadfully shameful. He slaps a hand over your drooling mouth and stares directly into your eyes.
“One more word out of you and I’ll edge you for two months,” he threatens, making your skin crawl. You knew damn well he meant it. All you can do is lay beneath him as he uses you for his pleasure, proving to you just how helpless you are when it comes to him. As a second orgasm builds in your lower stomach, you once again pray to whatever god there is out there everyone in the agency won’t hear you two thrusting against each other like animals in rut.
Curse that queen of hearts. ♥️
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Reblog + Comment + Like if you’d like to see more Bungo Stray Dogs or Nikolai specific content! [And it just really helps me out :’)]
(I know this post is a few days before my supposed posting time buuuuut I’ve been having you guys wait long enough, so here’s early access!!~ Enjoy!!!)
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destabastet · 3 months
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I hope Hedwig has an epic battle against the barghest
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tainebot01 · 24 days
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Another Ace Attorney animatic, this time inspired by a video by @arcticflakes here!
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prismatoxic · 1 year
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CotL just fucking ripping my heart out and then giving it a gentle little kiss before putting it back in my chest
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avogadrostoast6022 · 18 days
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In honor of canonically bi Buck
(This is slightly rushed, but I wanted to celebrate my boy)
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ceratatata · 3 months
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"Beg for divinity in my breath"
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Smh when you almost lose your hands to bring your brother back from a prison dimension and he has the audacity to look at you like a Junji Ito re-enactment
Anyways in my lil itty AU (undiscovered ) Prime!Leo has a couple of pet peeves including the disgusting practice of masticating greasy human foods, the frequent expectation for physical bodily contact gross and of course a brother that could send you to hell at any second if you let your mask drop too low
And who seems to already suspect something.
Or maybe Leo’s concussion is just that bad guys don’t accuse a man of alien brainwashing without proper proof cMON!
I have a couple more doodle ideas on this Au, even a full blown PMV so I hope y’all have as much fun with this concept as I am <3
Anyways here’s a bit more messily written context for yah <3
Also no one point out the many times I fucked up on the hands ok even three fingers are impossible to figure out in some angles waaagh
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bowties--are--cool · 9 months
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it's like supernatural all over again😔💔
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fixicabo · 5 months
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Lovalk is over START THE VALK/RAMPART TRAIN ‼️‼️‼️
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leggerefiore · 1 year
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Inka, post her Paldean adventures, returns home with Koraidon.
Emmet is terrified and proud his daughter has trained such a pokemon, but Ingo is crying because this beast keeps eating his meals he cooks for the family. She appeases her Uncle's distress by gifting him a Maushold. His heart is filled with love at the little mice family. She is forgiven, but Koraidon is not.
(Also Inka tells Ingo about her parentless, underloved friend from school and Ingo is Adopting a certain dog-lover.)
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little-bunny-in-space · 3 months
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SPECIAL INTEREST TIME - M*A*S*H AND MUSIC - PT. 1
I like listening to songs that remind me of my blorbos, and the lyrics that fit them. I've also been on quite a Hozier kick. Here's me overanalyzing.
Margaret Houlihan- Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene
I watch the work of my kin, bold and boyful Toying somewhere between love and abuse Calling to join them, the wretched and joyful Shaking the wings of their terrible youths
Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh I lay my heart down with the rest at her feet Fresh from the fields, all fetor and fertile It's bloody and raw,but I swear it is sweet
With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
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AGH it just fits her character, the depth of her character so much, especially as she develops through the seasons. She's truly a loving, caring nurse and such a lovely person full of love to give. But at the same time she has to put on such a hard, cold exterior.
She loves her colleagues, that much is obvious. But she also pretends to hate them- and they get on her ever-loving nerves sometimes. She can't help but retaliate, but she loves them all the same.
She can't help but be lonely here. It's interesting to note, as she grows, the more she values herself and her body... the lonelier she becomes. But she becomes proud, more loving at the same time. The men whom she did truly loved all just used her or seen her as an object. Her love is genuinely deep, very raw, as she's been hurt through her life- a lot. This line reminds me of the "Dreams" episode where she goes from making love, to her husband leaving her there alone, covered in blood and surrounded by bodies.
The last chorus is obvious. I think the "angel of small death" hits me harder after seeing the "Letters" episode. While I know that line is meant a different way, I feel if taken literally it shows her place as a nurse. She is able to talk to the soldier, hold him and make him feel comforted and loved until he leaves the world.
Her remarks may be mean, and she may put on a tough look, but man, she's so sweet and kind and has so much love to give those around her. She truly loves every one of her colleagues, whether she wants to admit it or not. She's definitely one of the most complex and interesting characters there.
And yes, I am extremely gay. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk.
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coffee-elemental · 1 year
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thank you super nintendo rayearth for my life
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bruitist · 1 year
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I understand you're disappointed, Saya, but this feels like an overreaction ...
From Silk #1 by Emily Kim (w) and Ig Guara (a)
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