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L cougar moment
For the record, I am black.
Now these aren't my usual type of posts but just let me rant on my shit cuz this genuinely pissed me off.
Now I'm sure everyone and their mother heard of the drama between CougarMcDowell, how he prioritized making inappropriate content rather than the next update for the Tabi mod, which is now cancelled. I needn't give you an introduction but if you're really curious, do your own research.
This post is targeted at Cougar himself as I have a few choice words I need to get across to him, even if he never sees this, I just wanna get this off my chest.
Now drama in the FNF community is nothing short of new, neither is a mod getting cancelled (hell I worked on one that was cancelled, I'll show y'all my work another time) but the circumstances that led to the Tabi mod being cancelled pisses me off so much, as if it could've been easily avoided.
Now for context, CougarMcDowell is pretty infamous for his softcore porn-esque thumbnails and subjects he and other people voice act in rather suggestive comics or drawings. Thing is, he voices Tabi in the OG mod and even in the updated version (the one with better visuals and voice acting). Homisky gave Cougar ownership of Tabi and asked him to take good care of him essentially, whilst still harboring a lot of care, as did a lot of people in the fandom did.
And what did he do? Make shit like this.
A lot of these are comics that I've seen and to be honest, I couldn't help but have a sour taste in my mouth each time. Literally in the last image, Ayana is nude bro 💀
But the only reason why I kept going back was for stuff like this. The non-raunchy and overally sexual thumbnails.
These thumbnails are flashy, fun, and colorful and have done a stellar job at catching my eye. I watched them and adored them because it didn't try to be something it wasn't. It also wasn't uncomfortably sexual, like why TF is Nikusa or Ayana always going some devious shit to Tabi? He looks violated in almost every one of them. Innuendo is one thing, seeing straight up porn on my YT recommendations is not.
Cougar, not EVERYTHING needs to be sexual.
If you wanna make a suggestive comic dub, fine, but don't advertise towards minors 💀. Content farming is known to be directed at children and what would you know, I've been getting your comics recommended to me ever since I was 15.
And even your team expressed to prioritize the mod instead of your channel and you managed to do the complete opposite. You didn't communicate and made it difficult to work with. Your job as a director is to help your team and work through their problems together, cuz that's how a team works.
When I watched your stuff, in my mind, I knew this shit was weird but I continued to make excuses but now that people are actually starting to point out this shit was weird, I'm confident enough to put together my opinion on you and your content.
Cougar, you're a wonderful voice actor and your role as Tabi was incredibly inspirational and impactful on not only me but others too. Even on your channel, I could tell you had skill, but even then, you're seriously holding yourself back.
I know this post is pretty messy, I just wanna throw up my thoughts a bit cuz this has been stewing and building up for days and I just needed an outlet. Anyways back to our scheduled programming, see y'all later 🤜🤛
#artwork#digital art#yapp session#original character#this is my fursona you're seeing#youll see more of her eventually
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officially introducing my geto teacher au *puts on my party hat* *cries into my hands*
#geto suguru#maki zenin#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#my art#teacher geto au#theres lore! to this whole thing#i'll gradually create more relationship profiles like this for everyone else too#but here's what i have drawn out so far#this will eventually be satosugu#... youll see#maki before the horrors#whoever let maki buy those boots is not her friend#im writing a sort of prequel to this au on ao3 rn but you wouldnt be able to tell theyre the same au yet#jjk au#idk why im yapping so much in the tags. shutting up now
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dear anon (though i do know who you are, so i'm writing this with you in mind):
this is true, nothing you have said is something i would necessarily disagree with. the post is satirical and the longer work is about my own flawed thinking (though i will likely not post it in it's entirety until it is done, all of my meowing is just for snippets, though i understand that it can come across as strange or concerning if you are unaware of this as i have not posted my blog organization anywhere. in fact, the on;y posts of mine UNRELATED to my main bodies of work, my songwriting, are the photo posts organized under "#blinks").
this is the purpose of using language like "flawed in the right way"- i know my own lines of thinking are most definitely caused by societal problems, and they are not productive nor based in logic. even my blog header ("you delicate, precious, dying thing!") is supposed to bring to mind the "ideal" female body as being delicate and starved (which is a bad thing for people with a brain... but not for the narrator!). being born "right" (or "rightwrong" as i tend to refer to it, which is just a heavyhanded way of pointing out that calling yourself "born right" is flawed thinking) is not an actual thing, though i cannot help but loop back into this logic of "if only i had been born as somebody else" forgetting, of course, that i will only ever be myself. i focus on my own female form (and wishing to have been born differently) as a manifestation of poor body image (weight related) and self hatred (in terms of personality). if i had the power to be born differently, a "better" person, my brain (or i guess *I* would, i use "my brain" as a way of distancing myself from my own bad thoughts which is probably not helping the problem) would make this person male- the point is that not only is the premise impossible, but being a "better" person is impossible if you completely change yourself, and using this line of logic we can see that the CONCLUSIONS myself, or rather, the narrator of the piece of writing, (if i'm to be neutral and detached and pretend that it's NOT me saying all this), are also incorrect, and impossible regardless which makes dwelling upon them pointless in the first place. it's a futile line of thinking, and every word is clouded through a thick layer of rosy haze. i would even be inclined to at some points call it christocentric... this is why i used "wwjd" in a sarcastic way in some of my posts (that may or may not be publicly visible yet due to my queue system). take that how you will.
calling the female form flawed was not a way of thinking that the reader/listener is supposed to agree with (though again, it is a disembodied snippet, so of course you wouldn't know this upon reading so i don't blame you for not picking up on it. i am fine! i know there is nothing wrong with my body. and yet... i feel my own mind needling at me). i wouldn't exactly say that my writings are explicitly feminist, because that implies a conscious agenda and explicit political messaging when really it's all just personal anecdotes, but since i would describe myself as being a feminist i think the undertones bleed through. or at least, i hope they will when i do eventually release more.
i know i can never have what i want, and i know that what i want is NOT rational, or good, and is entirely based in heteropatriarchal ideas, but i can't help myself and i need to confront that desire frankly in order to identify it. you can't exactly get a good look at yourself if you close your eyes when you approach the mirror, and this is how i feel about ignoring these thoughts. i cannot pretend that i do not feel this way, and i dont really think it services anyone to pretend i always feel positively about my body. wallowing in them isn't always helpful for the wallow-er, but it perhaps CAN be for a witness who doesn't realize that they are not alone in their way of existing. there are many ways to be, in this body, and others like it, and while negativity is a symptom of a larger problem i have to be honest about it.
#i wont respond to the ask directly because of the wording (not your fault) and because its mainly my fault for not being clear enough#i dont really expect anybody to see these. its mainly an archive blog for my own writing process. usually im copy-pasting from a google doc#i write music to go along with it. but the music isnt good enough yet so you cannot have the full context of the work just yet...#eventually though. i have to share it before i die because it will not exist otherwse. and that is sad to me!#so sit tight or dont. not sure if you will ever see this since im not actually responding directly#meowing back#i think thats a cute ask tag. im keeping it#a rare cutting open of my own chest for the internet. but only because you were being earnest about it#im kind of lying about the purpose of the larger work though it is about gender transition in some parts but it would take#WAY longer for me to properly explain that and i fear it would be misunderstood by anybody who ISNT you (anon) or me#you know where im coming from and i can see you too. so i hope you can understand what i mean when i bring that up#i cannot be angry at the dysphoric person... i am not her. but i am her. we are the same and different.#this will make more sense once i expand upon it but again its not done cooking yet so youll have to trust me#think of my blog as a highlight reel.
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svt hyung line as your bf hcs
im not sure what inspired this but here are some hcs for svt's hyung line being your bf >.<
svt x f!reader, all fluff
wc: ~1.9k
read the maknae line ver
seungcheol
☆ always "accidentally" leaves his clothes at your place (and loves when you wear them or return them and they smell like you)
☆ puts his arm around your waist whenever he can. he loves how you both look in photos with his arm around you
☆ lets you put kkuma's pins in his hair and poses next to her ("arent we cute? we look alike, right?")
☆ takes you out to eat at fancy restaurants just to see you all dressed up. he likes the way everyone in the room turns to stare at you as you walk in. you look gorgeous, and hes so smug about being your boyfriend its almost annoying.
☆ loves matching couple jewelry, especially rings. will always buy them and give them to you saying "look, these are so cute! we can match!!"
☆ buys you literally everything you look at (hes definitely a big gift giver) and wont take them back even if you leave them in a box at his doorstep.
☆ the type to pull up anywhere at any time with just one text from you just so you dont have to drive. even if youre not a passenger princess, youll turn into one while dating him
☆ possessive; definitely demands that your lock screen is a photo of him kissing you to ward off other guys. hes even asked you to start wearing his cologne so that they know youre taken
☆ loves to pout at you until you give in and give him what he wants (usually, a kiss)
☆ you basically cure his insomnia. he always tightens his grip on you when you try to get out of bed in the morning and makes you late to work ("babe, if you leave i won't be able to sleep. just stay for five more minutes..")
jeonghan
☆ loves to tease you and see your reaction, but reads you well and knows when to stop
☆ a bit mean, but in the most endearing way possible. the type of start play fights in front of your friends and suddenly burst out laughing when they get all concerned
☆ lets you hold on to him for as long as you need to, especially in situations where he knows youre uncomfortable
☆ whisks you away from crowded areas to be alone with you and hug you
☆ keeps a candid polaroid of you in his wallet
☆ sets your lock screen as an extreme close-up of his eyes that jumpscares you the next morning
☆ a bit shy about showing affection in front of others, but eventually gets used to it and becomes more bold as time goes on
☆ knows exactly how to press your buttons and does so all the time, only to relieve the tension between the two of you with a boop on the nose or a kiss that makes you laugh
☆ enjoys spending time with you at home more than outside, but does take you on spontaneous shopping sprees when he gets a burst of energy (you leave the mall after an hour of looking around because he's tired)
☆ listens to you and comforts you when youre having problems, but is able to gently tell you when its your fault without making you upset (its a gift!)
joshua
☆ always thinks of you whenever hes out shopping and ends up buying you gifts that remind him of you
☆ loves to surprise you and see your reaction with back hugs and kisses
☆ remembers your dietary preferences/restrictions and puts in extra effort to buy foods that fit them
☆ pulls up with two drinks instead of one without even needing to ask you
☆ hand-makes you something related to his newest hobby (a bracelet, perfume, etc.)
☆ loves to watch you talk about things youre passionate about. he loves the way your eyes light up and (although he cant understand a single thing about your tangent) tries his best to keep up with you
☆ always up for a challenge, specifically ones that end in him receiving kisses ("really? alright, bet.")
☆ loves to play with your hair and helps you style it whenever he can
☆ listens to you when youre upset and just allows you to rant it all out while rubbing your back and holding you close
☆ makes the cheesiest acrostic poems for you and laughs when you cringe at him
jun
☆ loves hearing your laugh (and he'll do anything to keep hearing it)
☆ goes out of his way to do weird things to make you crack a smile and distract you if youre sad/uncomfortable
☆ likes it when you run your hands through his hair. he lays his head on your lap and lets you massage him
☆ takes photos of you whenever you make a weird face in your sleep and looks at them when hes bored (they give him something to smile about when hes away from you)
☆ hugs you from behind and lays his head on your shoulder whenever he needs comfort
☆ up for anything! a late night drive to get the most unhealthy burgers in existence? sure! dressing up in stupidly large mustard and ketchup costumes for halloween? absolutely! waking up at the asscrack of dawn to prank minghao with silly string? hes already on his way!
☆ tries his best to stay up with you for as long as possible, but finds you so comfortable that he ends up falling asleep with his head on your lap
☆ hangs out with your friends and lets you hang out with his, too. definitely the cause of a friend group overlap/merger
☆ gives the worst advice as a joke before he gives you his actual advice just to see your dumbfounded face
☆ gives in to the kitty agenda and lets you jokingly paint whiskers on him with your eyeliner. the selfie he takes afterwards is saved as your lock and home screen.
hoshi
☆ makes you horanghae for a photo and sets it as his home and lock screen
☆ helps you paint your nails on your non-dominant hand, but ends up leaving a mess. he pays for a manicure afterwards to make it up to you
☆ tries to teach you how to dance and is genuinely encouraging. he doesnt laugh or make you feel bad when you make a mistake, instead just helping you through the movements until you can dance a simple routine with him
☆ is always bragging about you to his friends and is super proud of you and all your achievements ("guys.. my girlfriend is literally the smartest, prettiest, most loving person ever.. how did i even manage to pull her?")
☆ always supports you on your endeavors! he makes constant deep-dives into your hobbies and interests so he can enjoy them with you and talk about them with you
☆ is super affectionate when hes drunk (hes been latched on to you and peppering kisses on your face for the past hour and he has no plans of stopping for the rest of the night)
☆ seems to get into the most odd situations that you bail him out of, but hes thankful every time
☆ hes a big hit with your friends and family. they all love him and he prides himself in that
☆ gets way too excited while spending time with you and ends up spilling the drink hes sipping on (he cleans it up while you laugh at him)
☆ takes you with him everywhere he goes. his friends are accustomed to the two of you being a package deal
wonwoo
☆ normally wouldnt go out of his way to do anything, but commits to any silly bit you have in mind with full passion and force (even if it makes him blush like an idiot afterwards)
☆ likes to have you in the room/next to him when he plays video games (the type to say "gg gf buff" after he wins his ranked games)
☆ he silently cares for you; he puts his hand over sharp corners so that you wont get hurt if you bump into them, he walks on the outside of the sidewalk so that you wont get hurt by the cars, he always puts out your work shoes so that you can just slip them on during the morning rush
☆ hes always watching after you and keeping an eye on your surroundings. he wraps his arm around your waist and is extra affectionate when he sees a creep staring at you
☆ the type to let you hog the blanket on cold nights without much pullback. he resorts to cuddling closer to you to stay warm
☆ reassures you that even though he doesnt show it as boldly as others do, he loves you and plans to stay with you forever
☆ goes grocery shopping with you after his afternoon nap. his hair looks like a bird's nest, but he doesnt mind and follows you around the market fondly, making sure to hold your hand as he walks
☆ loves it when you need help getting things off the high shelf. he loves to tease you about it and likes your frustrated expression
☆ he wears his glasses more often because you like them on him
☆ when he wakes up every morning, his arm is numb from you laying on it for the night. still, he doesnt move a muscle until you stir
woozi
☆ even with one of the busiest schedules on earth, he still makes time for you. for the time he cant see you, he leaves you small, thoughtful gifts
☆ he has a small part of his studio decorated and furnished just for you
☆ he always lets you listen in on what hes making, and asks for your opinions. he really takes what you say to heart and even makes the members re-record some parts just so he can see how your suggestion fits in to the song
☆ he takes you to the gym. regardless of whether or not youre actually working out with him, he likes having you there with him to cheer him on. it pushes him and makes him hit a new PB every time!
☆ even though he doesnt show much affection physically, he shows it through his music. he has countless songs saved in his drafts with lyrics about you, about how perfect you are, and about how youre constantly running amok in his mind and heart
☆ writes lots of his solo songs for you, and even records drafts of them, but can never manage to sing them to you without blushing like a madman and having his voice crack from the nerves
☆ he honestly thinks youre the most wonderful person hes ever met. he loves you completely and has no doubts in his mind about his feelings. you complete him.
☆ his apartment, previous cold and empty, is full of life thanks to your decorating skills and the scent of your lingering perfume
☆ he loves it when you wear lipstick and kiss him. when he looks in the mirror, he can see the hues of your pretty red lipstick all over his face and neck
☆ the type to make you look at him by grabbing your chin and turning your head. he likes your flustered reaction and kisses you to help you regain your composure
a/n: this was so fun to write!! maknae line next :3
#svt x reader#svt#svt fluff#svt fanfic#seungcheol x reader#jeonghan x reader#joshua x reader#jun x reader#hoshi x reader#wonwoo x reader#woozi x reader#seungcheol fluff#jeonghan fluff#joshua fluff#jun fluff#hoshi fluff#wonwoo fluff#woozi fluff
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Too Scared to Let Go(To Lose You)
Characters; Lynette, Navia, Xiao, Scaramouche, Lyney, Kaeya, La Signora x gn Reader
Summary; they wont let go of you, no matter what. They can't protect you from harm when they aren't there, so they hold you close to ensure you're there. they've already lost so much.
Warnings; angst, maybe a little bit yandere,
Notes; i did the obvious like xiao, scara, signora and stuff but if i make a part two ill maybe put someone like barbara or nilou in, but that would just be them having intrusive thoughts... probably. will add diluc and venti there as well dont worry, love you
Lynette
She always thinks that you're going to die at some point, get kidnapped or just straight up leave, these thoughts come up once every week or so. But when your out and about or just working late, her thoughts run faster than ever. Of course she has lyney and the rest of the house, but she's just gotten so used to being with both lyney and you now that it doesnt quite feel the same. So her solution is often to hug you as tight as she can when sleeping, hoping you wont disappear in the morning.
And of course you try and help her as much as you possibly can, reassuring her that you wont leave and that youll find a way to get back to her no matter what happens when out and about, but that sometimes just doesnt cut it.
She doesnt cry often, but when she does its a lot, tears streaming down her face for an hour or two, and even longer if you, Lyney and Freminet aren't there with her.
Navia
She cant let go of you in the morning, it was always like that, but it had gotten so much worse after the loss of her two beloved bodyguards. She often mumbles in her sleep about you and how she wants you to stay. Something along the lines of:
“no… no, don’t go, stay… please!! Just stay with me!”
“please stay… stay with me… where did you go… no, come back, please…”’
“[name]… please stay with me… please… just stay…”
You have to wake her up when it seems like she’s panicking and try your best to comfort her, but sometimes she just doesn’t get any sleep because she wants to make sure you don’t disappear while she is asleep. She is of course the same shining Navia when around other people like the Traveler and Paimon, but everyone can see that she doesn’t want to let go of you at all, fearing you’ll vanish if you leave her line of sight for even just a second, its like you’re glued to her.
If people ever see you, they know for a fact that Navia is also there, no matter what. Oh, you want to go over and wish your friend a happy birthday, well she can carry a gift for them with her so you don’t have to. You wanted to cook something but is missing one singular ingredient, you can you go get it together, don’t worry she isn’t putting back anything for it (she totally is, and has multiple offers and such she should be taking a look at rn).
Xiao
He says he shouldn’t be near you all the time, but doesn’t let go when you make him give in to his desires. He’ll hurt you, and you know that, so why are you still here with him. Wait, no, he isn’t trying to make you go away, please don’t, ever. He just cares about you enough to not want you getting hurt because of his karmic debt, he loves you too much to let that happen. But the thought of you leaving him fills his mind more than the karmic debt at times, he dreads it, the fact that you’ll leave eventually, he doesn’t care if its by choice or fate, just don’t. please, please, please don’t leave, just stay with him, please.
He doesn’t want to let go, but feels he needs to, you tell him its fine yet he feels like it isn’t. it feels like he’s hurting you every second of being with you, yet he doesn’t try to let go, he doesn’t even give the thought a chance. you say you’re fine, yet he feels like you’re not. He
feels like hes hurting you, he’s hurting more because of it. But then why does it hurt more without you, why, oh why. What have you done to him, just what did you do that made him so addicted to you. Swear you’ll never leave him ever, and he will do the same, as long as you’re here with him he swears he wont hurt you, he’ll break the karma in half for you, he’ll do anything. Just don’t leave him, please don’t.
Scaramouche
Everyone would say he’s too cocky, confident, and mean. But that’s all because he doesn’t let them see the vulnerable side of him, the leftovers of Kunikusuhi, the side he only shows to you. He shows you they way he cries at the mere thought you could leave him one day, he sobs in your chest as you comfort him and let him focus and anything but the nightmares haunting his being. He wont ever be like that with anyone that isn’t you, he doesn’t give a shit about them they can do whatever, but you have to stay.
He doesn’t care about all the others as long as you don’t leave him too, he doesn’t care about anything other than you. So please, please don’t leave him, ever, he would watch the world burn over and over again as long as he has you.
If you ever told anyone that the 6th harbinger, scaramouche, cries at night just because you left to go get a glass of water, they would call you crazy, say he’s never cried in his life that you must have seen things. But you know its true, and he does too, even if he doesn’t like to admit it. He knows you wont go, you always say you wont, but he just cant let himself to believe you, not when he’s been lied to so many times. He worries too much about you and he knows that, but how could he not, he loves you, and will never let you leave him because you love him too, right?
Lyney
Although he may be the confident, charming and romantic magician Lyney everyday in public, when he finally lets go of the role at home he’s nowhere near that. He cries just because he wanted to see you and he finally did, he worries about not being able to save you someday. He’s a worrywart to say the least
If you were gone for too long, whether on a mission from father or anything else really, he would not be calm at all until you come back. he would only be rather calm after he got a letter from you or in one of his shows where he put too many layers of masks on to hide it. he wants to think that your ok, just as Lynette say you are, you're strong. but he still cant help but worry,and he ends up panicked and stressed, without sleep, too tired to think sbout anything else other than you. dont leave him, he wouldnt survive without you.
That's why you cant leave him. hell lose his mind, and destroy everything around him in the process. he cant let you leave, so please, please don't. his heart is already fragile, it beats only for you now, so don't leave. don't leave. don't... please... please don't, he cant handle that. so, please, don't leave him, ever. stay right here with him, forever.
Kaeya
He doesnt remember his birth parents, he hates them but a little bit, but mostly because they left him, he cant handle thinking about them. and it only made his pain worse when he lost the people he called his family once again, so he cant afford to lose anything else, not when he feels completely at home once again. you are his home now, his family, and his joy. so don't leave or he might lose his mind and start ruining himself from the inside and out.
He loves you, a lot, you're his reason to continue in life. so if he ever sees you leave he would cry, even if all you are doing is leaving his office after giving him his lunch, he would shed a tear at the sight. his heart is fragile ok? He can't bear to lose his life once again, not after his parents left, not after his adoptive family left too.
Don't go, stay, stay right here with him and everything will be fine. i will all be fine, you trust him after all, and he won't let anyone touch you, let alone hurt you. you're safe here with him, don't worry about them, worry about him. you've got him wrapped around your finger without even knowing, you could want a certain sweet from Inazuma and he'll get it as fast as possible. you can get anything you want, ok? The only condition is that you stay right here with him, and only him.
La Signora
She swore she wasn’t going to fall for anyone after her first lover died, so why did she fall for you, how did she fall for you. Honestly you don’t know and she doesn’t either, she doesn’t know how you were able to melt her ice cold heart back to normal, even if only around you and you only, if anyone else is around it freezes back quicker than lightning can strike. She thought she wasn’t able to love again after he died, but you proved her wrong, so you can’t leave too. She cant deal with the death of her lover once again, so don’t leave her, ever.
You hug her in the night as she cries a little, mad at you for leaving her in her dream, but still not mad at you, as her anger is mostly to the world for doing this to her. But don’t worry, she’ll fall asleep eventually as she always does, she does need her beauty sleep after all. But that doesn’t mean she’ll wake up and easily let go again or just get out of bed, she’s stubborn and want you all for herself a little longer. She makes you talk a little as you carefully brush her hair like she taught you to do, and she relaxes a bit when you tell her you love her while kissing her head.
As long as you promise you wont leave her, and keep that promise, she’ll love you forever, she cant bare to see you go out the door even if its just for groceries, someone else can do that don’t worry. Just come and relax with her in a bath, she can wash your hair and you can wash hers. She’ll take care of you like you take care of her, just don’t leave, please. If you ever left her alone for too long she would freak out, she does everything with you, baths, shopping, paperwork even, so she cant bear to be left alone for longer than 30 minutes or she’ll panic. So don’t leave her please, please, please don’t, she’ll even beg for you to not leave her, just stay here with her.
Thank u for reading this, i know this took a long time and I havent posted things these few like weeks I think but I may have writers block(idk why I say it like that) and this was made over like a few months actually heh, luv ya
You are welcome to reblog and like any of my posts, but you CAN NOT translate, copy or hate on anybody for liking my posts
#la signora#la signora x reader#lynette x reader#gn reader#genshin x reader#genshin impact#xiao x reader#scaramouche x reader#scaramouche#xiao#angst#alatus#fatui harbingers#kunikuzushi#kaeya x reader#kaeya alberich#noellefan101#noellefan#noelle´s maiden
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LINGER
four , passenger princess (621 words)
“MARK,” you grumbled, fiddling with your fingers, “are you sure your friends will like me?” nervously glancing at the man driving, you noticed his eyes quickly darted towards you.
“of course they’ll like you, yn,” he replied, looking back at the road, “youll match their energy, dont worry.”
you nodded, his words coming through one ear and out the other. you were nervous about meeting his six other friends— but you were more nervous about jisung. how will you be able to face him? you havent been near him in ages. sure, youd pass him for a brief moment and that was that. but being near him? no— that was too much.
“are you worried about jisung?” mark asked, his voice soft and calming. he didnt want you to be scared of meeting his other group of friends— let alone be scared of meeting jisung.
you nodded. “a little. i saw his tweet earlier and it just— it just made me feel like shit,” you laugh it off, “i’ll be fine.”
he casted a worried glance at you. “just stick with me, okay? or do whatever you want— i’ll make sure you wont have to interact with jisung as much.” he averted his eyes back on the road, letting out a quiet sigh.
you nod, your nerves running through your body. "one of your friends commented under my tweet." you told him, further avoiding the topic of jisung. frankly, thinking about him made you sick, considering what he tweeted just a few hours ago.
"who?" he asked, a slight smile gracing his face, "wait, let me guess — was it chenle?"
you giggled. "no, it was uh..." you took your phone out to look at your tweet, "it was haechan."
"haechan?" he laughed, his eyes crinkling up. "what did he say?"
you hum, "he replied to jake's tweet. you know how he calls me pretty?" you turned to face mark, who nodded. "jake called me pretty and haechan tagged you asking if you were going to let it slide." you slightly laughed, recalling his tweet again.
mark laughed along with you. "i think youll get along with haechan just fine, then."
"mark," a whiny voice rang out, who you found out was haechan, "someone was flirting with your girlfriend under her tweet."
you awkwardly laughed at him, "mark isnt..."
"dude," mark laughed, "yn isnt my girlfriend — what made you think that?"
everyone went silent.
"i swear i see a man giving yn a drink before design class," jaemin defends himself, looking at you as if you betrayed him. he looked at you, then at mark, trying to figure out what was going on between the two of you.
you shook your head, "mark and i arent dating; we're just friends." you looked anywhere that wasnt his group of friends, "i dont know why mark played along."
mark gasped at you, "how is that any of my fault? i didnt play along to anything."
you huffed at him, "you didn't even ask jaemin what he meant when he told you to invite your girlfriend," you rolled your eyes at the boy, "this is embarrassing for me — im here while your friends were under the impression that im your girlfriend."
audible giggles were heard, setting a reminder that his friends could hear your argument.
"ouu, a couples quarrel already?" chenle giggled out.
ignoring chenle, mark defended himself, "you wanted to figure out who he was talking about!" he stared at you for a few moments before your other words registered to him. "wait — whats so wrong about dating me?"
eventually, the giggles turned into laughter as his friends laughed at him in mockery, as if telling him, "theres so many things wrong with that."
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Fun Ghoul hcs!
loves poking fun a jet to see how long it takes until he snaps. he genuinely thinks its hilarious until jet punches him in the mouth. he never learns his lesson
has tried keeping a drac as a pet one time. it ended with a very angry jet star and party poison
as much as an adrenaline junky he is, hes also really calm, especially around the girl. but he did also teach her how to say fuck and swear consistently. its about a 50/50 everyday on if youre gonna get a calm or chaotic ghoul
tried fixing the trans am one time when the battery died. did not go well
makes everyone think that hes annoyed by kobra but kobras actually his favorite person in the world. he loves getting silly little presents from the autistic guy and has kept every single one
unintentionally calls jet 'mom'
has stolen partys jacket one too many times. he is now no longer allowed to touch it :(
he also loves stealing shit just to mess with people. if you wait in the diner long enough, eventually youll hear someone cuss ghoul out for taking their blaster
basically like a golden retriever but on steroids
has a dummy drac mask that he pranks the other four with. one time, the girl ended up punching him in the nuts when he scared her
will murder anyone without hesitation if they look at the girl funny or try and pick on her or something. he is so much more protective over the girl than any of the four - even jet
loves listening to music from the radio with kobra and will throw hands if someone tries to turn it off
tried proposing to party with a ring pop one time. they didnt say no, so apparently they're married now
idk what else, reblog with more hcs please :,)
#danger days#fun ghoul#party poison#jet star#kobra kid#mcr#my chemical romance#headcanon#idk anymore#help
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Im so in love with the narrative use of sentimonsters in ml???? And how it serves as a metaphor for parents who are Wrong??
You have Félix, who’s the most direct case of “parent thinks that having a child is like a little trophy and checkmark on the list and doesn’t want the child to actually be a person or exist or cause inconvenience.” His father literally didn’t see him as a person and based on the fact that he literally broke Félix’s miraculous he seemed to see Félix as either disposable or unbreakable. There was no sense that he needed to be loved or protected.
But then you also have Adrien, who Gabriel *theoretically* loves. I think Gabriel actually thinks that he loves Adrien as a person. But he has this idea that he can make Adrien happy through obedience alone. He thinks he can just order Adrien to be content or to have the same priorities as him. He calls Adrien melodramatic a few times even and it’s like???
Gabriel *theoretically* wants Adrien to be happy but it doesn’t cross his mind that it’s going to take more than him yelling “hey Adrien i order you to be calm and content.” And ordering Adrien to love the career Gabriel Chooses and love the girl Gabriel Chooses for him and the hobbies that Gabriel Chooses for him. And when that doesn’t work he decides that Adrien is just Beyond His Help and will be better only with his mom there.
And it’s like???? Very fun nuance with this idea of,,, you cannot yell or force someone into being happy,,, it doesn’t matter if you have their best interest in mind,,, if you never listen to what they actually want or see them as a human person then you’ll still be the villian in their story
And THEN!!!!! You have Kagami who’s a completely different case even though she starts with the same circumstance. Because Kagami IS treated like a person and has a good amount of autonomy. It’s just all Conditional. She can do whatever she wants with her life as long as its also exactly what her mother wants. And her mother doesn’t always explain why. And the thing with that is!!! It DOES work for a while!!!! She does trust her mother and actually talk to her about things. And she will defend her mother to the ends of the earth.
But all it takes is that One argument where kagami says “hey . please stop making me date adrien. i dont want to . its hurting me” and tomoe TAKES HER RING instead of listening. And its like. Thats IT.
It doesnt matter if you spent years making a foundation of trust in a relationship because Eventually your kid is Going to grow up and theyre Going to disagree with you on Something Eventually. Kagami was so ready to listen to whatever her mother had to say but her mom didn’t elaborate on anything she just basically said “okay if you wont listen without question you dont get to have autonomy” and of COURSE kagami’s gonna be like. Okay. Bye then.
And i just think it’s soooo cool how there’s these different Layers of “parents forgetting that their child is a person and not a tool for your own personal gain” and that ml shows how it can manifest in so many different ways and it shows that it messes ,up trust and relationships and then it also shows that the kids are all okay once they have love and support and someone who treats them as a person with autonomy
and theres this theme of “it is not too much to ask that you be treated like a human person . no matter how broken or how much of a disappointment you think you are. you are still in the right for demanding to be seen as a person.” And i just. I really love my senti kids i love them soooo much
this show really said “it doesnt matter what sacrifices your parents made for you, youll never be an object that they own” and i just,,, yessssss
#ml spoilers#ml s5 spoilers#senti kagami#senti adrien#senti felix#kagami tsurugi#felix fathom#adrien agreste#ml meta
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A blurb from Steve's pov when bug started to pull away?
YESSSSS !!! ANGST !! PAIN !! I LOVE IT !!!
comin right up ;)
“what if the rich kid offered to buy you dinner to repay you?” steve isnt quite sure why hes asking you this or why his hands shake a little as he does so. theres a line somewhere that he knows hes just crossed. hes with nancy, hes in love with her and shes great and perfect but youre looking at steve with those eyes hes always found so lovely and warm and fuck.
why do you look so scared right now?
he fucked up.
“i cant.”
and there it is.
steves stomach drops. “oh, alright.”
you wont look at him. steve desperately wants your eyes back on him, with that glint in them that he secretly hopes is only for him, but they never come.
“you should leave.”
“already?” he hates how small his voice sounds. he hates how with just three words, youve reduced steve to the insecure little boy he swore to bury the second he entered middle school.
steve doesnt remember much else from that day. he knows he tried staying around longer, he knows that your eyes became cold when you told him no, he knows you closed yourself off. it happened within a second, but thats all it took.
he drove home in a daze. the books for nancy were thrown haphazardly across his passenger seat. he wished you were sitting there instead.
steve tries again the next day, figuring maybe you just wanted some space. he can annoying sometimes, he knows that. hes spent his whole life being told hes too much. he was wrong to just assume itd be different with you, but steve doesnt blame you whatsoever.
so when he walks into bookstrordinary and your coworker alex tells him to leave, steve crumbles. he goes back to his car and he cries. its humiliating and embarrassing and he hasnt cried like this since he was a stupid kid, but once he starts he cant stop.
he doesnt know what he did wrong.
summer goes by and steve misses you more than he ever thought he would, more than hes ever missed anyone. he knew losing would hurt, but fuck.
it feels like hes dying.
but you? you dont seem fazed at all.
steve sees you around town during the summer, jonathan always by your side, and when school starts he sees you in the halls and yet you never spare him a glance. it hurts. it really fucking hurts.
nancy eventually notices and asks what happened, but what can steve even tell her? that he spent years watching you from afar, admiring your selflessness and sincerity, and when you finally befriended him he became some hopelessly attached idiot?
no. he knows he cant tell nancy that.
“nothing, just some stuff with my dad.” which isnt a lie, but his stomach still twists with guilt.
she comforts him and steve smiles through it, but it isnt the same.
he misses you every day.
when he spins nancy around one day in the hall while shes talking to you and jonathan about some halloween party, steves weak.
youre staring at him and dressed in a pretty blue sweater that makes your eyes shine even more despite the shitty hallway lighting. you look the same as ever, soft and angelic and steve misses you so much that he risks it.
“i missed you,” he tells nancy.
but the words are for you.
you look away when he says it, and for a horrible second steve thinks hes been caught, but instead you grab jonathans hand and walk away and steve feels defeated.
“it’s been like an hour.” nancy teases him, reminding him of where he is and the role he still has to play.
you may be gone now, but hes still steve harrington. the good boyfriend, the popular rich kid. he cant escape that.
he pulls nancy into a kiss. “tell me about it.”
steve has lost you, but he has to keep playing his part. maybe one day youll see hes still trying, still holding onto his promise to be kind like you are.
he hopes you notice it.
maybe then he can make it up to you. have you with him again.
for now, all he can do is wait.
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heyhey! You said you had a request but couldn’t see it and in case it was mine here i am once again humbling asking you to feed my delusions. I am the same person who asked for the one with the fake dating trope and the one where reader spawns into the lobby :))
But i am here now going for a more angsty route! >:) Granted, this is more of an OC x Alastor but im describing it more generic for the populace BUT HERE GOES
right before “Cover me” reader kept silently glancing over at Alastor which was on the dance floor, subconsciously making him approach her. He goes of course they have a (Important for later) conversation like “I havent seen you around here. Are you new around town?” “Just moved in actually~” “Well, Id love to give you a tour someday, the names Alastor” and he kisses her hand “Ah a charmer, ill have to be careful around you” (OR A MORE ELEGANT CONVERSATION THEN THAT I SUCK AT DIALOGUE) then theres the knife and gun scene and the team up
And then they get together after about a year or two and I dont wanna say theyre legally married but eventually use wife and husband terms because its more fancy and gives them more respect in eyes of others but they have been together for around 5 years at this point.
but then the events of 1925 happen where readers twin brother dies because some bastards set fire to his house and Reader has an argument with Alastor before eventually going alone to avenge her brother (theyre like “theres too many, youll die” “so be it!”)
Reader kills them all (duh) but because it was January and extremely cold she eventually gets hypothermia and during the delusions it gives she stumbles and gets impaled on an abandoned rusty fence spike and dies :3
Alastor find her and gives her a proper burial and 8 years later in 1933 while visiting readers grave he gets shot canonically
But these 8 years gave reader enoigh time in hell to establish her own dominance and due to the life she lived and the death of hypothermia- she gets turned into a sort of blizzard demon. Around 180 cm with black limbs, white fluffy hair and fluffy ears and a white tail as a sinner form and for the demon form im thinking of the faceless Room Guardians by Anyaboz on Instagram (incredible artist btw) with ice powers like summoning weapons and ice spikes and ice touches and moving freely (like Kindred’s wolf in League) in her blizzard. Taking over half the pentagram like this-
Until 1933 when Alastor pops up in hell, does his demon business and eventually wants to check out these frozen parts and goes into a bar very similar to the one they met and sees reader at the table and then THEY HAVE THE EXACT SAME CONVERSATION THEY HAD WHEN THEY FIRST MET (maybe with the knife and gun scene too hehe) and theyre both like “i forgive you” or smth idk maybe they just have a silent agreement- either way.
After they met the blizzard stops and no one knows why or who did it :>, readers identity as the blizzard demon remaining a secret
BTW I LOVE YOU FOR MAKING MY DREAMS COME TRUE- if you want more i have a ton of ideas because brain rot- (also lil side note i kind of imagine reader as albino because it would fit my ocs lore a bit more- but keeping it basic would fit everyones ideas of their own reader so! do what you please you already made my day better by reading my ideas come to life :3))
yes!! i did see yours and it is currently in third place for requests i need to fill so ill probably get it done by this weekend, early next week at the latest. it’s just taking me a bit because i’m in midterms rn and also i want to make sure i get in all the details :) i think it might’ve been a request for alastor’s mom reader x lucifer?? i recall getting one about that but can’t seem to find it anywhere. long story short,, your request is in progress and i will post it as soon as i have the time to finish it up :)
UPDATE: This piece has officially been posted as of Friday February 23rd, 2024.
Frostbite (Alastor x Reader)
#hazbin hotel#alastor#hazbin alastor#alastor the radio demon#fic writer#hazbin hotel alastor#alastor hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel x reader#request things#request one shot#asks#answered asks
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Boxer Guts' massage expert keeps teasing him I mean she touches him there while massaging him and she always wears short tight skirts that cling to her perfect hips and other things like that but she always pretends to be innocent so Guts teaches her a lesson
nsfw 🤠
“you need to take this easy, guts.” you softly spoke, helping him wrap his his hands. he had a match in a few minutes, but you decided to strike now. you softly caress his knuckles, insinuating how big they are, well, he is a big man.
“thanks, tiny.” he gruffs, but you know he means well.
you nod, secretly fixing your tight little mini skirt. you knew good and damn well your cheeks were somewhat exposed, but hey. it bring more money in. he didnt miss it, a longer glance than what he shouldve.
you both depart ways, wishing him luck on his boxing match. he nodded, winning of course. but what cost, him being so tense for a couple of days, warm baths of epsom salt didnt even alleviate his pain and discomfort. so, what did he do?
he scheduled an appointment with you, of course. you only had a evening appointment, bingo.
“you need to take me serious when i say to actually take it easy.” you pout, kneading his shoulders and hearing him groan. “eventually youll get a pinched nerve or worse.”
“i know, sorry tiny.” he rolls his eyes, sarcastically of course. he relaxes into the massage table, feeling your smaller hands knead and roll his muscles and back. this felt way too good for him, he wont deny that, ever. he even recommended this place to his buddies, but not you.
you swallow thickly, sneaking your hands closer to his groin as he laid. you shouldve kept going, but you ran out of the aloe juice to rub into his skin. “give me one second, gotta go to my cabinet to get some more.” you received a grunt, his eyes remain closed.
your tiny frame, compared to his, walked over to the cabinet full of supplies and med kits. you ravage the supplies, standing on your tip toes to get a better look.
guts turns his head towards you, immediately looking at your tight skirt that he knows that you know were damn well not long enough.
‘she has way too much curves to be wearing that.’ he thinks to himself, actually growing annoyed at the fact you play it off so well.
“okay, i got!-“ you say while turning back to face him, but he was looming over you, arms folded and hes staring down at you. you feel your core tighten, hoping that you dont get the worse pussy soak in your entire career.
“you know damn better then that.” he mutters out, tilting your head up to look at him. “now dont you, tiny.” he says, adding small sweet but sourness to the word ‘tiny.’
“what are you talking about? you need rest—“ you try to say, but hes cutting you off.
“you know what the fuck im talking about.” he sneers, tugging on your skirt. the front may have been pulled down, but your ass was exposed and bare. guts didnt even have to turn his head to see your exposed ass, his height did that for him. and considering the fact that it was just too small and tight on you. but he wanted to tear it off. “see my point? only had to tug on it and now your whole ass is out.”
you couldn’t respond, but you felt his thumb graze your lip.
“you could get into trouble with that kind of behavior, woman.” he whispers, only jealousy in his eyes. he stared down into you like a predator before he eats his prey, and he snaked a hand around your waist to grab a handful of your left asscheek. his thumb was at the parting of your lips, that being your consent. you nodded.
instead of his thumb, he slides his index and middle inside your mouth, feeling his cock strain against the towel. he groans, gripping at your ass tighter. “suck on that shit..”
you glide your tongue between the digits, suckling on them slightly. he growls, swiftly forcing you to your knees and looking up at him. you look to his waist line.
obviously, the only thing keeping the towel covering his cock was his hardened cock. it stood tall and proud, keeping him covered.
he rips his towel off, his cock springing and he strokes himself, tapping the tip on your lips. “you wanted this, didn’t you?” he asked, running his fingers through your scalp and smearing his pre cum on your lips. you nod, but you had a feeling of something else.
“youre going to bed over the table, and im going to teach you something, ‘kay?” he says, bending your frame over the table. you never felt so expose to the man you grew to adore, but here you were.
“you get thirty spanks, and youre going to count. maybe if you keep up, youll get your own massage.” he snides, rubbing your cheeks. “got that?” you nod.
he lands a harsh slap on your ass, you jumping and biting your lip. “cant hear you–“
“one!” you whimper, squeezing your thighs so your slick of pussy juice doesnt drip down your thighs. he chuckles, landing another slap on your right ass cheek this time. “two!”
“starting off strong, huh?” he teased, both hands grabbing a handful of your ass and pulling them apart. “fuck, this shit is so fucking good.” he groans out, landing another slap.
“three!” you hush out, remembering that there is one more person in the salon before you leave.
your ass was hot and sensitive by the twenty-fifth slap.
“twentyfive!” you whimper out, hearing the slick of guts’ precum being used as lube. he was tugging his cock during this, growing aroused at his handprints on your ass. he kisses behind your shoulder, taking his middle finger and rubbing along your slit. you moan out, feeling so embarrassed by the string of slick that broke off when he pulled away.
“horny fuckin’ thing arent you?” he chuckles, landing another.
“twentysix!” you nod, wiggling your butt to him. which.. you probably shouldn’t have done.
“hey– know what, fuck it.” he growls, putting a hand on your back and sliding his cock in. fuck was he big, you dont think you can take all of this—
“its gunna fuckin’ fit, by the way.” he growled out, dropping balls deep inside of you.
he had the courtesy of covering your mouth before you could moan out, snapping his hips into yours as he plows his way into your womb.
“this is what you get..” he whispers out, “this is what you deserve.” he states, licking at the stretch mark on your shoulder. “is this what you wanted?” he asks, breathing against your ear.
you nod, reaching your hand back to wrap around his wrist that were on your back.
“fuck, already fuckin cummin on me.” he groans, snaking his hands to grope at your breasts. “cum ‘fer me..” he demanded.
and came you did. moaning into the massage pillow of the table– your table. he thrusts into that gummy spot, feeling you squeeze around his cock and he moans, throwing his head back.
he doesnt announce when he cums, but only his body does. his legs are shaking, his eyes are squeezing shut, and he grinding his teeth as he spills his cum inside of your already abused womb—
“y/n? y/nnnn!” guts says, snapping his fingers in your face. you blink back to reality, looking to guts. “are you okay?” he asks, worry and confusion in his face. “youve been looking into the cabinet for the aloe for a little bit, wouldnt that screw your schedule up?”
fuck, you thought too deep.
“yeah, youre right. i wont upcharge you though.” you reassure, smiling to him. he nods, putting his hands behind his head and relaxing, closing your eyes as he laid.
“oh, and, dont think i didnt notice the fact that your skirt is so short and tight, and that you were rubbing your thighs together.”
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Little Angel ☆
chapter 1
little!Angel and cg!Husk
Notes: first time writing in like,,, 4ever?? Sooo be nice to me. <3 (taking constructive criticism)
Word count: around 800
A small yawn came from Angels room as he woke up. The combination of a headache and dizziness from a night full of drinking had kept him from staying fully awake. After a few times of refusing to wake up, he finally decided to rise from his plush bed to feed his pig, and get some food for the morning.
Angel had been in a loop all week. Hed be pretty great all day, talking to Husk, sometimes others. But when night came hed get sensitive, tired, and more uncomfortable with his usual activities. Hed brush it off as an episode or some side effect of a drug, but now hed actually started worrying about it. It seemed strange that this came after telling Husk about Val, and the comfortable night of talking with him that came after. He noticed that he became generally happier around Husk, talking with his hands more and going on about things he loved. This was very unusual for him and had worried him for the days following.
Angel finally snapped out of his thoughts when he saw exactly who hed been thinking about, Husker.
"Mornin' sleeping beauty" Husk scoffed
"Good morning asshole" Angel said, passing him to exit the hotel, a bit happier than he was previously.
There was that feeling again, hed noticed the need to flap his hands when he passed Husk. He felt happy as if hed won something, but he'd just greeted his friend. It made no sense to him, but he continued on with the day anyways.
After grabbing some food at a small cafe, he started his walk to the hotel. Noticing all the small details of the pride ring. The people, the billboards, all of it was so harsh and overwhelming. It made him feel scared. But why would he feel scared? He had been here for what felt like forever, why now had it started overwhelming him? He didnt know the answer to anything, but he knew he needed to get to the hotel and into his room as soon as he could.
Angel ran through the door with his food, and ran right past everyone downstairs without greeting anybody. The second he got to his room he slammed the door and jumped into bed, hugging his stuffed animals and hiding in blankets. After a short minute, he heard a knock and a voice at the door.
"Angel? Are you okay? What happened?"
It was Charlie. Who, dont get him wrong angel loves her to death, but she wasnt going to be any help.
"MMmn!"
It wasnt anything anyone could point out as a word, but the noise made it clear he didnt want her there. He heard her walk off. But heard more footsteps and eventually another knock at his door.
"Angel? What happened? Whyre you whinin' at Charlie?"
It was Husk, and Angel was even more embarrassed than with Charlie. Husk had been so nice and Angel felt guilt having him see him acting like a child, thought he couldnt exactly control it.
"I think i know whats going on, if youll let me in i could help ya" Husk spoke very softly, not letting anyone but Angel hear him.
Angel considered it, and decided that having Husk around while hes like this is better than being alone. He walked hunched over to the door and opened it, dragging Husk into the small room.
"Whats goin on'?!" Angel mumbled
"You told me about Val right? And how you had been more upset lately?"
"Uhnhuh.. why does that matter?" Angel was getting a little impatient.
"Well i was interested in what you talked about. I had looked at a few things and all your little 'quirks' and that shit sounds a bit like something i found" Husk answered
Angel was listening very intently, but slowly understanding a bit less of the bigger thoughts and only gathering a small amount of information from husk.
"Its called uhrm.. age.. regression?" Husk sounded it out, making sure to get the term right
"Its a way your brain uh.. keeps you sane basically."
Angel had heard about regression, but always took it as a voluntary thing. He never took it as something hed be helped by, especially not without knowing.
"Woah" Angel whispered
He was noticing things that lined up with what Husk said, and had started genuinely thinking about the term and how it applies to him.
Husk stayed the rest of the afternoon to look after Angel, and explain some more about agere to him. They had talked and played and sat around until pretty late, and Husk decided to go to bed.
"Okay, goodnight Angel. Im glad you learned some stuff today. Sleep well"
Angel smiled at Husk, waved goodnight, and went to bed happy, something he wasn't exactly familiar with.
#angel dust#sfw agere#husker#huskerdust#hazbin hotel#fanfic#writing#short stories#beginner writer#artist#age regressor#sfw fanfic
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You write for blue period?! Yes! Thank you your feeding me. Can I request Haruka Hashida finding his muse stalking her and eventually somehow leading to sex with her, if that's too specific a smut scenario with him is fine
Muse - Haruka Hashida
In which Haruka sees you walking past the studio he paints at, and can't take his eyes off of you. He 'hires' you to be his model, but he can't take his hands off of you.
CW smut! contains praise, possession, and body worship. afab reader and i believe female pronouns. no actual p in v but fingering
an: so sorry this took so long sweetie :) life gets busy doesnt it? also im sorry hunnybun but the stalking was more-so dropped, it didnt fit his personality. :< im sure youll still love this work though :)
Haruka considered himself a pretty calm young man. He never carried a temper, never got frustrated, and certainly never got violent. His emotions were laid back and was, generally, very cheerful. Not much affected him. His art however, sometimes changed this, and today happened to be one of those days.
He was studying the human figure. The private studio he was in, over the summer until he started university, was fairly spacious. He was on the top floor so a skylight he was blessed with and the natural light did tend to lift his spirits. The windows along the side, reaching from floor to ceiling, gave him a beautiful view of the people going about their daily lives. More than once, a few would catch his eye, and he would try to incorporate them into his studies, but they never interested him enough that he really found himself following through with these goals. He couldn't get it right, and he almost lost hope, until he saw you exiting the corner store.
His eyes visibly widened when they laid upon you. His paintbrush, which was previously in his hand, dropped to the group with a shallow clatter. His lips parted in a gasp that anyone would blush at if they knew it came from him, but he paid no attention to anything else in that moment but you and your figure. You were blissfully unaware of the violet-haired man watching you walk down the street, minding your own business. It was only after you rounded the nearest block that he realized he must have you for his work.
His footsteps echoed down the stairwell as he ran as fast as he could. The doors to the building banged open, granting concerned glances from passerby. He looked almost like a madman. But he cared nothing for what he looked like in that moment. He only cared to know your body for his art, no matter the means.
His eyes locked with yours on the other side of the crosswalk, and you, being friendly, granted him a small smile. He smiled back, and took a moment to calm his appearance before the "walk" sign turned, and you crossed. As you came closer he began to speak to you.
"Hello, there. I'm Hashida Haruka, it's very nice to meet you," He began, his voice commanding your attention. Now that he was this close to you, he began to get nervous for arguably the first time in his life. Your beautiful eyes looked up at him and ur hair flowed gently in the breeze of the city. You had a gentle blue sundress on accented by a white cardigan and your purse over your shoulder. He couldn't stop staring at you and how those clothes were hiding your beauty. He wanted to see you.
"Hi! I'm (y/n)." You offered shyly, walking past him awkwardly. Yes, he was beautiful, but it was strange that he suddenly introduced himself to you.
"Sorry, (y/n), I just... are you in school? I thought I've seen you before and wanted to introduce myself."
"Uh, no, I'm not, I'm attending next year."
"Might I ask what you're doing all alone, then?"
"I'm looking for a job right now, to keep myself occupied until then." You admitted. He was being nice after all, so you might as well be nice back.
"Oh! Actually, that's wonderful, because that's what I wanted to speak to you about." He paused. This was divine intervention, he was sure. You needed a job and he had one to give. He was sure you wouldn't mind the job, no matter the... provocativity of it. He gently put his arm around you and led you two to the front of his building, a ways off the sidewalk.
"Oh? Do you have one for me?" You asked. "It's a bit odd to offer a job to a random woman on the street, I must admit."
He turned you to face him. "Yes, I know, but it's so specific and I've been looking for someone to take it every day. You see I work up there-" He pointed to his studio in the sky, "And I watch for people like you every day. Truly beautiful people, whom I know have a beautiful figure under all of this." His hands, slowly, grabbed at the fabric around your hips, and you blushed at the proximity of him and his intentions.
"I promise it will be worth your time, and you'll be payed well. I just need you as my... muse. It will be very simple (y/n)." His breath was right on your lips as he leaned close in his intensity. He didn't want to lose a beautiful opportunity such as this.
Your head raced as your lips answered before your mind could reason.
"Yes,"
The moments after were a blur. You were rushed upstairs, into his studio, given a robe and told to change, until you found yourself on a pedestal. Haruka was behind his canvas, and words that told you to remove the robe flowed through your ears. You paused. He got up from his canvas and strode toward you. It didn't matter the height of the pedestal, he was still taller than you.
"Come on, this needs to come off," He breathed. His proximity made the cold room feel hot, your skin burning in the wake of his gentle hands pulling the robe off of your shoulders. You let him. The fabric went down, exposing your bosom, then your waist, then your hips, and suddenly it was on the floor and his eyes widened once more.
"You're a goddess," He whispered, taking a small step back. Your arms clasped behind you for fear that he would be mad if you covered yourself. A deep red blush decorated your cheeks. You looked like an angel to him. So much more divine than all the other people he'd seen. Nobody could ever compare to you. It didn't matter the amount of body fat you had, it didn't matter because it framed you. It was you. He was in love, in lust, and didn't want to waste the moment. But despite what you thought he would do, quickly return to his canvas, he took another step forward till he was so close to your face.
"Art can wait. It would be a sin against you to not relish in the body you've been blessed with," And with that his lips met yours.
It was electric. His soft lips decorated yours with gentle love and you melted into him. His arms gently made their way to your shoulders again, one hand straying down to the small of your back. He pressed you closer into him. He groaned into the kiss and you involuntarily moaned in response.
"Please..." You broke the kiss, not sure what you're asking for. His eyes bore into yours as he began to take off his coat. As he peeled his layers off, he haphazardly reconnected your lips and your hands joined his in removing his top until hands were everywhere, bodies exposed to one another. Only his boxers remained and he was getting impatient to pleasure you.
His hands went to your legs and he pulled you onto him, carrying you to one of the clean countertops of his studio. The coldness stung your thighs as he set you down, but your focus was reassigned to his hand getting dangerously close to your cunt. And suddenly his fingers were on your intimate parts, drawing moans out of you and onto his lips. He worked your clit, doing wonders to you, before his fingers entered your hole. His unoccupied hand grabbed your breast and began to fondle it.
"Oh, sweet thing, I know," He whispered onto your lips after he curled his fingers. Your eyes were screwed shut as you were sent places you could never have taken yourself. His fingers reached so deep inside you anyone would consider it unholy. He didn't care, neither did you. Those digits made you a puddle and he relished in it. It was bliss, and he knew what he was doing. His eyes didn't leave your face. Such an angel as you deserved to be treated to the most glorious of pleasures, he thought, and he sped up his movements so you could feel yourself a climax you'd never had before.
You finally came crashing with a moan. Eyes popping open and rolling back, his other hand went to cage your side in as he leaned closer to you as your back arched. Waves rolled through your body as the bright lights above you shined down on you. Haruka watched your every move, captivated, and knew that he wanted to see you climax again and again and again, until you were spent.
As you started to come down slowly, pulsing around his fingers, your head realigned, and his eyes met yours and a gentle smile graced his lips.
"My beauty, you are magnificent,"
You turned more red, but didn't have time to dwell on his words before his fingers started to move again and you grasped his wrist.
"W-what are you doing?"
"Oh darling, can't you give me another? You deserve to feel good once more," he smirked.
#blue period smut#haruka hashida smut#haruka smut#haruka x reader#haruka hashida x reader#e mads smut#bp smut#blue period hashida smut#blue period haruka hasida smut#blue period haruda hasida x reader#blue period haruka x reader
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The pillars reactions to their traine thats super physicaly strong (like raw strength)
Their in a spar match and they just pick them up and bitch slam them on the floor straight on their back 😭
hii, i only write for 4 of the pillars, (mitsuri, obanai, sanemi and muichirou) so if they arent the specific onws you wanted im sorry abt that. here you go though 🤲🏼.
obanai, mitsuri, muichiro and sanemi with a vv physically strong trainee!
obanai:
• uhm excuse me... what the hell???? 🤠
• hes so confused
• if you could body slam the shit out of him why are you trying to train under him???
• like for all that you can rip the demons head off with with your hands! you dont need to learn how to wield a sword from him 😭.
• when oyakata first brought you to obanai to be his trainee he genuinely thought you were weak too ☠️.
• mans was like, "ha look at this dumbass they dont even know how to wield a sword 🥱"
• and you probably heard him bc that body slam seemed so personal-
• hes sorry just dont do that again, hell teach you serpent breath and everything :,).
mitsuri:
• omgomg OMGGGG
• shes always wanted a trainee! shes so exciteddd
• she almost forgot she had to spar with you to test your current skill. she just wanted to get straight into teaching you breath of love or helping you make your own breathing technique!
• but obanai reminded her and here we are now.
• shes still excited though! she even emphasized not to go easy on her, so you sadly had to body slam the nicest woman alive.
• but shes not mad, shes actually so impressed.
• shes extremely physically strong too you know! shed probably challenge you to a sparring match without weapons, who knows who will win! probably not you.
• anyway she thinks youre extremely cool and shes excited to see how strong youll be with a sword!
muichiro:
• see he was supposed to start your training like... last week? he doesnt know, he forgot.
• another thing he forgot, like mitsuri, was that he had to spar with you. unlike her though he didnt forget because he was excited he just deadass forgot.
• once yall were starting and he saw you didnt have a sword he immediately got defensive.
• hes forgetful not dumb, oyakata would not make him train you if you werent strong. so that means if you cant use a sword your probably as strong as the fuckin hulk.
• so since hes prepared, you probably wont be able to get to body slam him, but for the sake of this hc lets say you do.
• hes more annoyed than anything ☠️.
• hes like, "wtf that was mad uncalled for. now my back hurts. i cant even watch the clouds now because it hurts for me to lay down bc of you, dickhead."
• i hc sassy muichirou
• hell forgive you eventually probably.
sanemi:
• i love sanemi i promise not more than muichiro 🙄 but he would be the biggest dh ever.
• hed def be like "now why the actual fuck would i train a dumbass that doesnt even know how to use a sword??? you have to be really fucking talentless to-"
• he got bodyslammed before he could finish.
• contrary to probably what everyone would think, he smiles.
• he probablys like, "okay maybe i was being a douche, you might have a little potential."
• thats the best your gonna get from him so take it.
• in the end you got some respect from sanemi shinazugawa himself, be proud.
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#obanai x reader#mitsuri x reader#muichiro x reader#sanemi x reader#demon slayer x reader#anime x reader#x reader#iguro obanai x reader#mitsuri kanroji x reader#muichiro tokito x reader#sanemi shinazugawa x reader
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Hey maybe as an idea to continue the little terror acts of fairy what if she wants to pick shiny crystal rocks for Eddie as a Champaign prop or something but it actually ends up being glass shards? Maybe cuts her hand on one or something I don’t know it’s how you want I love your writing style of that particular story btw
Hellfire Babysitting Club (Part Five)
Little Shiny Things
Eddie Munson x Little!Reader (They/Them pronouns)/ The Hellfire Club x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns)
Warnings - Talks of cuts on hands, talks of glass, reader picks up glass, uses of bandaids and other medical supplies, shallow cuts but fairy picks up glass so they aren’t exactly perfectly fine
Notes - THIS IS EXACTLY HOW EDDIE LOOKS AT GARETH I SWEAR YOULL UNDERSTAND IN A SEC I JUST AHHHHH, this is really short, I had a longer draft done, but Tumblr ate it, and I genuinely can’t remember half of it’s plot. So please enjoy this short chapter!
SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post and with this blog SFW
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Y/n stood at their locker, a note in their hands, backpack slung over their shoulders. ‘Meet Gareth at our spot, I will be late. - Eddie.’ The note said, the messy writing written in black ink, clearly rushed.
Y/n huffed, confused as to why Gareth would be there too, they didn’t need a babysitter, at the moment. A little frustrated Y/n went to their next class, allowing themselves to get lost in the work in front of them.
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When the bell rang Y/n went back to their locker, placing books inside, and taking what they needed for the night. Rushing to the back doors, located closest to the field they needed to cross, they tripped, scraping their knee. The shorts they were wearing not giving any protection from the ground.
Y/n stood up, determined to get to the meeting spot, hoping to not slip, they didn’t want to prove anyone wrong in thinking they needed a babysitter. Y/n could do this themselves, they had bandaids in their bag, and they could stay big.
“Hey Fairy.” Gareth called out, sitting ontop of the picnic table, his bag on the bench, a notepad and pen in hand.
“What are writing?” Y/n said, sitting on a bench and pulling their bag up beside them, grabbing their first aid kit.
“A list of props for Eddie’s upcoming campaign.” He mumbled, looking to the sky as if he was asking it for answers. Quickly looking back down and jotting a few more words onto the page.
“Can I see?” Y/n chuckled, Gareth in the moment, not noticing how funny he looked.
“Mhm.” He mumbled, tilting the paper for them to see, things like ‘rocks’, ‘twigs’, ‘cape’, and ‘blue scrap fabric’, were written down, the biggest word being ‘CRYSTALS’ at the top of the page, a number one in front of it.
Y/n looked away, thinking about what they had at home, what they could contribute. They stood up eventually, slowly walking away from the table and closer to the thick forest, looking at the ground for twigs and rocks. Slowly they began picking up a few rocks, some twigs, and accidentally some dirt. Y/n chuckled again, walking towards the table to put things down when a twinkle distracted them. A small shiny peice of something sat under a few flowers, shielded slightly, but the sun was still able to highlight it.
Y/n crouched down, placing the things in their hands down in a small pile, leaning in towards the shiny thing. Thinking it could be a crystal, perfect for Eddie’s campaign, Y/n scooped it up, not taking a second to examine it. Immediately pain began to radiate through their hand, their palm warming. Looking down Y/n saw the small amount of blood on their hand, not too much to alert professional attention, but enough to begin slipping. The confusion and stress of the situation too much to handle, especially after a long day of school. “Gare?” Y/n whined, turning towards the boy.
Gareth had immediately perked up, his nickname ‘Gare’ only being used by Y/n when they were little. Looking over he saw a small grouping of green and yellow glass in the terror’s hand. A few of the smaller pieces poking slightly into their skin. “Okay, okay, crap.” He exclaimed, dropping the notebook and walking towards a now sobbing Y/n, grabbing their hand and slowly picking up the grouping of glass.
Y/n winced, the feeling uncomfortable but also reliving. “Hurts.” They whispered, looking up at Gareth, hoping for some sort of comfort or anything from him.
“I know, I know.” He said, walking the two of them over towards the picnic table, sitting Y/n down, him crouched down in front of them as he panicked.
“Fairy?” A distant voice called, clearly the voice belonged to Eddie. “Little Terror?” He sound louder, more frantic.
“‘s Eds.” Y/n whispered, silent tears streaming down their face as they slightly smiled, looking towards Eddie who had now turned into the clearing.
“Jesus H Christ.” He sighed when he saw Y/n crying, and their hand bloodied. “What happened?” He asked, taking Gareth’s place, crouching down in front of Y/n and grabbing their hand, his eyes quickly taking in the damage, then looking disapprovingly at Gareth.
“They grabbed a thing of glass off the ground.” Gareth murmured, he was quite literally there to keep an eye on Y/n, they had had a rough day and Eddie just wanted to be extra cautious because he was going to be late. Eddie looked up towards Gareth, anger clouding his eyes. “They were big, and they were just wandering!” Gareth exclaimed, trying to save himself. “I swear, I only had my eyes off of them for a second!”
“Enough.” Eddie said after seeing Y/n getting continually stressed, the more Gareth raised his voice. Eddie grabbed Y/n’s bag, opening it and grabbing a smaller bag, one that held some basic first aid items. He pulled out some bandaids and then rummaged through their backpack again. “Where is your bear?” He questioned, looking at Y/n confused. They always had their special bear in their backpack, just in case they needed some known comfort.
“‘s lost.” Y/n cried, their emotions going up and down rapidly. “He fell out a few days ago.” A pout was evident on their face, just pure unhappiness engulfed Y/n.
“How about we get you another one?” Eddie said, talking to distract Y/n from their hand, now being cleaned. “We can go shopping after the next meeting hm?” He hummed. Y/n winced as a bandaid was placed on one of the small cuts, but they nodded. “What will you name this one?” He asked, placing two more bandaids on other cuts.
“Maybe Eds?” They asked, their tone soft, and their face warm from crying.
“You can’t name it after me!” Eddie chuckled, planting a few kisses over Y/n’s hand, making them giggle.
“Then ‘m not sure.” Y/n sighed, looking at Eddie now and not their hand.
“You can name it when you see it.” Eddie suggested, standing up and packing the things he had taken out back into Y/n’s backpack. “Okay let’s get going.” He sighed, grabbing Y/n’s good hand and leading them out of the woods. “You’re off babysitting duty for a week.” Eddie said as he turned towards Gareth, Y/n chuckling.
“Eddie seriously?” Gareth questioned. “It was an accident!”
“I know, you just need some time to learn from it.” Eddie said, sounding oddly wise beyond his years.
“That’s bull-“ Gareth began.
“Don’t” Eddie said, finishing Gareth’s sentence. “What has you giggling little terror?” Eddie asked, now diverting his attention to Y/n who still held onto his hand.
“You said duty!” They screamed, a wide smile on their face as they pointed at Eddie. “Duty, duty, duty.”
#anon#buckys little belle#age regression fic#little!reader#age regression#eddie munson x little reader#eddie munson little fic#eddie munson fic#eddie munson age regression#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x little!reader#eddie x reader#eddie munson#hellfire club x little reader#hellfire club x little!reader#hellfire club x reader#hellfire club#stranger things age regression#stranger things
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Hi, hope your vacation was wonderful! I just stumbled across your page and could not look away for hours. You’re very skilled!
As a thank you, I wanted to say the fantasy which took me over the edge (the asks telling for reduced time got me thinking). Oh btw, they/she/(maybe it) trans fem nb, but no worries if you’re at capacity for ask subs. Regardless enjoy :).
I want to be clicker trained when right on the edge. There’ll be more things integrated as time passes (giving a pathetic “arf~” at every click, making sure my collar is on, etc), but the main focus remains a step below satisfaction, fully submissive to my master. Every click erases all human thoughts, leaving me extremely horny and with begging eyes. Absolute putty.
One night, after a few denial filled days, I’m told i get to top and, if well behaved, even cum. positioned behind her, chin near his shoulder with my ear next to his mouth. hips shaking, pleasure shooting everywhere, being told how good a pup i am and how good i’m making my owner feel.
eventually, finally, given permission. However, they starts clicking at every thrust. no matter how hot and frustrated i am, relief never comes. i start begging through whimpers, but the only responses received are faux pity “cum puppy, you’ve been so good.” “Aww, what’s wrong mutt?” and eventually “It’s ok, you’ll get another chance pet. Eventually.” After clean up is a well deserved snack and drifting off in a tight cuddle.
And yes I see the humor in that this is what took me over lol.
-♾️ if it’s available
im never at capacity for subs honey, i love adding new ones to my little collection and teasing you! especially fellow trans subs, you guys hold a special place in my mind. also thank you for the compliments on my blog im really happy you like it!!
and youd be the perfect puppy to clicker train with fantasies like that in your head. watching you whimper and shake as you got so close but never getting the sweet release you crave would be a divine and pathetic sight.
youd look so needy, giving me your best puppy eyes and silently begging to cum. of course the you would be denied longer because i find joy in your torment. teasing you for not being able to cum when you hear that click.
such a simple noise yet it holds so much power over you, doesnt it? the press of a button and you cant control yourself anymore? what a dumb mutt.
dumb is perfection though when it comes to pets. with time youll be so well trained that youll beg for the clicker to be involved, itll be better than anything you could ever long for. no orgasm would be able to top the sound of the clicker when you get close. the click will resonate in your stupid puppy brain, like a song you cant get out of your head.
youll be fully reduced to a barking, needy, denied mess. serving your master will be the only thing you want. and of course on special occasions youll get to cum, but it certainly wont be often. youll be praised frequently though for being a good girl. i think all good puppies should be told when they make their masters proud after all.
#also congratulations you just gave me a new fantasy~#also im so sorry it took me so long to respond i was still on my trip when you submitted this :(#♾️.anon#clicker training#trans petpl@y#t4t petpl@y#petpl@y#petpl4y#puppy training#dumb puppy#good puppy#denial kink#denial nsft#humiliation kink#bd/sm puppy#t4t nsft#t4t sub#t4t dom#trans nsft#trans sub#trans dom#babygirlbondage#vix.asks
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