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mingwrites · 9 days

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Can I request how Ateez would sound in bed (i.e. moaner, grunted, whimper, silent, loud).

thanks for requesting nonnie!!! hope u enjoy <3

how ateez sound in bed

seonghwa ~ very vocal in bed. he mostly makes soft, breathless moans, his head thrown back in ecstasy as you ride his dick. his brain becomes too fogged up with the feeling of you to form words, so he relies heavily on those sounds to let you know that you're doing well, that he feels good, and that he loves you. he also tends to bite his lip a lot, producing hums rather than open-mouthed moans. "mmmmh, mmh, you feel so-ahh-so good..."

hongjoong ~ a focused man and attentive lover, hongjoong tends to be a little more quiet during sex as he's so focused on making you feel good. the best way to hear his adorable, hoarse whimpers is when you suck him off or give him a handjob. that's when he's able to lie back, close his eyes, and fill the room with the sounds of his pleasure. "yessss, that's good, baby... mmm...! just like that..."

yunho ~ lots of grunting when he fucks into you. he puts a lot of strength into his thrusts and likes to make that apparent, producing low, almost growl-like sounds every time his hips pound against yours, his dick filling you completely. also has a tendency to laugh during sex, smirking cockily, specifically when you let out one of your own sounds or tell him how good he makes you feel. "mm, mm... my baby feels good? hah... so cute..."

yeosang ~ yeosang is on the quieter side, as he can be a little shy, even with you. during sex, he makes plenty of pretty little whimpers and groans, just at a very soft volume. he grows louder the longer your pussy squeezes his dick, the more he comes undone. he's also way too shy to talk much, so he instead communicates with little, desperate noises and broken sentences. "mm, mm, ah... i love it... mmmh..."

san ~ he tries to stay mostly silent in terms of moaning, instead opting to just tell you directly what he's feeling. in other words, he's big on dirty talk. while you will catch occasional low hums, especially when he's close to orgasm, he mostly prefers to be teasing you for the sounds you make. "you're so tight... mmm... i can feel your pretty little pussy squeezing me. you're close, huh baby?"

mingi ~ mingi is unashamed of the type and amount of sound he makes, often using them as a substitute for words when he gets too worked up. he'll make quick, deep grunts when he fucks you, higher-pitched whimpers when you suck him off, and long, gruff moans when you fuck yourself on his dick. he loves the sound of your voice echoing in harmony with his. "mm, mmm, just like that, doll... ahh, yeah... take me down your throat..."

wooyoung ~ loud, loud, loud. in both the amount of moans and blabbering half-sentences you're able to get out of him, and in the volume of those sounds. wooyoung is shameless and unafraid to cue you (and your neighbors) in on exactly how he's feeling. on any given night, you'll hear him talking dirty, laughing, whimpering, moaning, and sometimes sobbing. "aaahhh, y/n, y/n, it's too much...! ah, ah, ah... mmm, so good..."

jongho ~ tries very hard to make as little noise as possible. he's rather shy and not always comfortable with that level of vulnerability, so he prefers to listen in on your sounds instead. also a master of dirty talk, he uses that skill to get the prettiest sounds out of you. of course, when he cums, he can't always hold back, and will let choked, high-pitched moans slip through. "mm, you feel so good... keep going, love... i'm gonna... ahh, aaahh...

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kisakis-boyfriend · 4 months

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An Oni's Beloved

Pairings: Yae Miko x reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, oni!reader, sub/bottom!Miko, size difference, breeding, rough sex, public sex, fingering, eating out

Genre/Format: Smut; Headcannons & scenarios

Author's Note: Requested by @ninjacomix !! Check out the original thirst right here!

Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!

Lil size queen Miko 🩷

Miss kitsune loves the fact that you're big (in more ways than one)

You tower over her delicate frame in and out of the bedroom easily. Honestly it can be a challenge for Miko not to get turned on even when you're doing something innocent, such as holding hands or standing next to her...

Slinging an arm around her little waist and grabbing her hip with your much larger hand gets the lady dripping with need rather quickly

Depending on how many people are around, you might just slip your fingers in between her thighs and rub her pussy right then and there

This is usually the first step to full-on public fucking

Miko's milky thighs instinctually spread to make room for your hand as you rub over her folds, spreading the newly forming wetness as it accumulates at her entrance

“Ooh... D-darling...come now, th-the other– other shrine maidens will see this...” The kitsune softly moans. Unbeknownst to her, she's already begun to rock against your hand as it wedges between her legs, soon to be knuckle-deep in her wet cunt

Your teasing yet authoritative voice brings a beautiful blush to Miko's cheeks and nose as you ask, “And when has that stopped us before? I seem to recall a time as early as last week when you were stretched on my cock right here— up against the Grand Narukami Shrine.” The smirk in your tone was quite obvious, and it's not like you weren't telling the truth... Miko's urges often lead to risky romps during her duties

“Haah... M-more...more more moremoremore—!! Please, darling– aa-aaahh~ ” Always one to give in to her libido, Miko clung to your muscular arm and whined into your skin for relief. You rolled your eyes playfully, obliging your girlfriend by dragging her around the corner of the building where they hand out fortune slips

Miko braces herself against the wall after you lightly shove her against it, biting her pink lips to prevent any indecent noises from giving away your location. Her clothing is quickly lifted and stuffed into her mouth, muffling whatever was soon to come out

The kitsune's thighs squeeze together as the open air sends a little chill throughout her body; now exposed from the waist down. Your cock is freed from your pants, stiff and ready to fill a tight hole to its maximum capacity. First, you'll fuck Yae Miko's thighs, lubing yourself up in the process. Then you'll slap your dick against her glistening cunt, earning a stifled whimper from your lover as her hole clenches and releases a string of slick

Finally, you'll push half of your massive cock inside — groaning while Miko squeezes your length. Even with her pussy dripping everywhere, the initial stretch still hurts a bit. You have to allow the little thing a minute to adjust. Once she does though, you fuck the life out of her

You're not even trying to be quiet after a few minutes inside Miko's pussy, it's gripping you so fucking tightly, warm and slick with need. Just how you fuckin' like it. The poor maiden handing out the fortune slips can barely hide the look on her face as she recognizes the animalistic grunting from behind her stall. You're moaning expletives with every snap of your hips into your girlfriend's tight cunt, growling downright disgusting things above her while you both lose yourselves in carnal pleasure

By the time you're finally done, Yae Miko's thighs are shaking violently while thick lines of cum run down them. Staining her skin with the sticky substance and the smell of sex. If anyone looks down they will definitely notice the globs of cum accumulating at the head maiden's ankles. Your cum

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Speaking of dirty talk...Miko fucking loses it whenever you break out the dirty talk 🥴

She's always so composed, but once you whisper or growl filthy words into Miko's ears? She's gone. Her brain is consumed by horniness

“Fuck, baby... You were made to take oni cock, weren't ya?” She's instantly cumming

“Yeah, take it. Take the whole thing, doll. Gonna fuck your womb and fill ya up~” She's clenching around your cock, milking you for all you're worth 🩷

“This is what you wanted, right? Wanted this fat fuckin' oni dick to ruin your cunt? Isn't that what you said, babe?” Yes, yes it was~

“Haah...yer my little cumdump, aren't you? Mine. My own personal oni breeding meat, yeah?” Yes! Fuck yeah she is!! 🥴

Miss Yae Miko is also a cumslut & creampie queen!

Cum in her, cum on her anywhere, just give her every drop. Please? 🥺

Cover her perky breasts in your seed, shoot some on her wet tongue too~ Cover her lithe body in that thick fluid~

But also! B R E E D her puh-lease!! Give her all of your little oni babies!! Miko will beg so sweetly for your sperm swimming around in her little womb 💞

She's very much the type of lady to melt when you softly eat her pussy after you creampie her!

Let her relax and lay back on a comfy surface, spread her pretty legs, and eat her creamy cunt~ You'll get to hear the cute airy moans Miko lets out as you do

Soft gasps fill the room as you lavish your wife in tender affection after a rough breeding session. Miko's pussy drips with your most recent load of cum, still gaping a bit from your enormous cock stretching the muscle

Everything feels so weightless at the moment; what were once degrading slaps to Miko's cheeks turned into rubbing her ass softly, lapping at her fucked out pussy while her slender legs rest over your shoulders. You can't stop the smile that spreads across your face while you clean your wife up. Her scent and taste are addicting. It's hard not to bury your tongue inside of her and fuck her cunt all over again, but you restrain yourself for the time being

The kitsune's hands drift down, reaching for your hair so that she may comb through it gently. Moaning out, “Ooohh, mmm~ My love, that feels–” A particularly loud gasp escapes the exhausted lady as your tongue brushes against her clit, sighing out her next words with a dopey grin, “So, so wonderful~ ”

The moment becomes your own personal heaven; shared by only the two of you as your hands reach out and interlock with Miko's. You hum with your mouth greedily sucking on her cunt and she arches off of the blanket, squeezing your hands and panting hot puffs into the air. Neither of you want this to end. So, for now, you'll continue nibbling on your lover's soft folds and Miko will push closer to your warmth

#my writing #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact #yae miko #yae miko smut #yae miko x reader #sub miko #oni reader #yokai au #male reader #dom reader #top reader #genshin x male reader #yae miko x male reader #headcannons #requested

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glitteryapricotranchbiscuit · 1 year

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Mmm genshin fantasies? Maybe tighnari in heat/Rut, just whining and whimpering while reader gives him a handjob, squezing every last drop of his cum while he begs reader to let him push his knot inside of them?? Idk 👀👀

Listen, I want to break him so much and this gives me a perfect idea how reader can do it 😩👌🏻 thanks for the meal! haha

!● warnings: gn!reader, very smut (starts right away lol), NO MINORS ❌ or I'll eat u alive

note: not proof readed 🙈

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Tighnari and you were sitting in front of each other. Both of you looked into each other's eyes before you grabbed his dick earning a moan from him. “S-shit… (y/n) go faster.” He demanded right away from you. But he was in no right in this situation to demand from you to go faster. You wanted to see him break so you smirked and stopped your motions for a second to squeeze his dick. You leaned forward towards him. “You have no right demanding anything from me, Tighnari~ You are the one in heat, not me.” You chuckled a little bit before losing your touch from him to push him onto the bed. You earned an annoyed groan from Tighnari but it was clear for you that you had the upper hand today. His dick pulsing and leaking with pre-cum, ready for you to touch and play with it. But first of all you tie his arms on the bed frame above his head. “H-hey! We did not agr– aaahh~” Immediately his shouting was covered in moans. You already sat down on his legs to slowly rub his dick with both of your hands. It covers his length perfectly. While you are going painfully slowly up and down his dick you noticed his thick knot. Oh, you loved the times where it was fully stuck inside of you, waited for him to calm down before fucking you again and again. But today it was your turn to make him moan under your touches. “P-please… go faster!” Again he was so needy and didn’t listen to you. But to be fair, it was so cute how he looked up to you with those hearty eyes. They were filled with so much lust and love, it drove him crazy how slow you were going on him today. His hip is already rutting into your hands, begging you to go faster and help him cum already! You stopped his movements with one hand of you and just palmed the tip of his dick on your hand. Circling it painfully slowly, hearing him moan louder. “Oh damn~” You said and while playing around with his tip he cummed in your hand. This made you stop touching him and just watch how he shut his eyes and moaned like a slut. His cum flowing out like there was no tomorrow made you really want to suck him but today you decided to milk every single drop of him. His cum covering his stomach and running down the side of his body to even cover the bed sheets. Without wasting more time you smeared his cum on his still hard dick again and this time you went faster with one hand. “W-wait, no please! I want to fuck you!” He was too sensitive to go another round but you didn’t care. You wanted every single drop to be squeezed out of his balls. So with his pleads to stop you continued to rub his dick as fast as you could. After some time you felt his dick pulsating again and you knew he would cum again. “Sh-shit..!” With another last rub from your hand his cum flew out of him again. You leaned down to suck on his tip receiving a soundless moan. Tignari’s eyes were open wide when his dick met your wet and warm mouth. “P-please…! Let me fuck you, please, please, please” His voice weaker than it was before you started abusing his tip with your tongue, meeting the slit on his dick while sucking him. God damn he tasted so good~ After letting go of his dick you spit on his half hard dick. “You know I won’t stop today, I want to milk you~”

And with this statement your hands meet his dick again. I wish you the best luck to run away from Tighnari’s punishment the next morning, but this moment is for you to play with him like a puppet.

#tighnari x reader #tighnari #tighnari smut #genshin smut #genshin x reader #glitterystuff

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sanjisblackasswife · 2 years

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(NSFW/FLUFF?) Let’s talk About: How Much Pussy and Head This MAN Deserves

CW: Oral, Tongue sucking, Vaginal Sex, Praise

No literally. He’s been through so much and none of the women wanna give our little baby a chance:(

So let’s give it to him!:) Imagine this:

“P-please…you don’t have to do this I can—aaaah!”

Sanji’s cries fall on deaf ears as you slurp your way up from his shaft to the tip.. You always have the pleasure of receiving his beautiful skilled tongue between your legs and back in your mouth from him, but he never ask for anything in return it was a drag, but that’s the price to pay for having such a giving man.

Tonight after his fight with some marines he was still very tense. Only because the situation could have been avoided if Luffy wasn’t an airhead. You knew the best way he enjoys blow off steam is either in the kitchen or between your legs so you thought it was a best time as any to give him what he deserves.

“Just a little more, please…” you murmur on his cock giving it a kiss and started to stroke. Your eyes as big and loving as ever looking at him. “‘wanna make you feel good…you deserve it.”

For some reason that sentence had his eyes blurry with threatening tears. Never would he have thought he would be granted such a kind and giving woman such as yourself. Your mouth gaped open to shove his stiff cock back in your mouth to twirl your tongue around. His hands shakily rub your cheek panting. It didn’t last long as his head was thrown back moaning feeling your warm mouth milk him for all he’s worth.

“C-cuming!” Was all you heard before your throat was filled with his thick sticky semen. You quickly start to control your breathing through your nose because the last thing you wanted was to actually choke and ruin the mood. “Baby I—MMMPH!”

After swallowing you do exactly what he does after going down on you and suck his tongue giving it one last lick of his mouth before hovering over his cock.

“‘M ganna make you feel even better okay?” You cupped his sweaty drooling cheek. His eyes were shut but he nodded frantically with his nose starting to bleed again. You smile and just for a moment you lay on his chest. His heart was beating a mile a minute and you giggle.

His clammy hand rub your lower back as he still coming down from his high. He had no idea you were that skilled with your tongue and the constant image of him in your mouth just got him hard again.

“I love you, Sanji.” You kissed his sweaty hairy chest, his breathing began to calm and you looked him in his dazed out eyes. “So much.”

“I…I love you too aaahh!” The sweet moment was quickly over once you slid down his tip and shift causing him to twitch also hearing the most pornographic wet sound coming out of you both. “Please …fuck me…I deserve it right?” He used his last bit of energy to share a choked out chuckle with you before you slid up his shaft and right back down.

Because he deserves it.

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strayflowersstarsandlove · 4 days

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𝑻𝒐 𝑫𝒊𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓 - hyunjin x reader x felix au fanfic

DISCLAIMER: the following dark, explicit, mature content includes mentions and depictions of emotionally intense themes such as !!TW!! grief, sex, loss, mental illness and addiction. If you're particularly sensitive to any of the mentioned above and more, please refrain from continuing on.

This is a work of fiction, Hyunjin, Felix and any other characters are meant to serve as name holders for fictional and entirely constructed personae that are not meant to reflect any real or factual personality trait or event that might occur.

PROLOGUE

0 - I love the way you're screaming my name

Little half moon shaped imprints scatter like a constellation on your reddened hips, your thighs don't even ache anymore, muscles almost fully numb with how much they're used to the strain. He shakes his head briefly to the side, white blond wisps sticky wet with sweat, they barely flop, barely blow away from his slick face, he sinks his nails into your flesh, sinks himself into you so deep your eyes roll to the back of your head.

There's a little orchestral concert happening in your lower abdomen, a crescendo of violins gritting and tilting and kettledrums beating to the same low drum that grows louder and louder, pressure building up faster and faster. Deep, throaty growls rolling off Felix's mouth guiding the thunder that's about to explode, your own breathy moans echoing along as if you alone were the entire choir.

He hoists your legs higher up around his neck, angling his pelvis in a straight angle, right to your core, a mighty final push that has your hands flying to his arms, clamping his wrists so tight his pale purple veins bulge underneath your fingertips, he hisses, wether it's from the pain or the pleasure you don't know, dark eyes looking wilder and wilder by the second, pupils dilating to the impossible until he's gritting his teeth, rutting against your hips.

The concert is about to end on a grand finale, your hips buckle, he groans and thrust his throbbing length in for the final time, he has you spasming and thrashing in no time, "ah ah aaahh hy-aah AHH HYU-FUCK AHH".

The roaring applause never comes, but the blinding, white hot wave of pleasure washes you over nonetheless, your whole body ablaze, his warm load coating your insides, ecstasy pouring down on you from the inside out.

Felix breaths erratically, trying to fill up his exhausted lungs, he huffs and puffs, looking at your fucked out state with a frown on his face. You're not even looking at him, you never do. He spent himself three times already, but you won't even look at him after he gave you three mind blowing orgasm in a row.

To be honest he doesn't even need you to look at him, you could keep your eyes shut while you kiss him, he wouldn't mind. But you don't. You help him off of you and you clean up and then quickly turn to the side, your back facing him. He hates it but doesn't say anything, he collects the towels and his discarded clothes and silently makes his way to the shower.

You don't mull over it anymore. You know it's coming either way. Your eyes twitch a little, irises moving sideways in fast motion until their inner vision focuses on his hounched figure once again: "three orgasms in a row, our boy Felix is treating you well, so well... You could have a been a little nicer to him today", he teases, a mischievous smile gracing his lips.

Rolling your eyes, you plop down next to him, composed but tired, your limbs slowly regaining feel: "stop that, you make it sound like I'm a mean fucking person, and I'm not", Hyunjin drapes an arm around your shoulders and pulls you to him, eyes narrowing into two slits as he stares at you, "you were almost calling him Hyunjin again, It's the second time you slipped this week already".

He smells exactly the same everytime, chrysanthemums and grass, blackberry and soil, his breath warm, his voice soft and low, his lips impossibly plump, naturally red and tender as they brush on your temple, "you should be flattered", you mutter, melting quietly on his side.

"I am. I know I shouldn't for poor Felix's sake, but I am. I love it when you go batshit insane over some good pounding, I just wish it was still me making you cry out like that".

He sighs against your forehead, the phantom of a kiss depositing on your scalp,"I am so selfish,so greedy, my love".

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s10127470 · 8 months

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Franchise Idea: Nickelodeon Kingdoms

What you're seeing right now is actually real.

This is the official title card for an online Nickelodeon game called Nick Kingdoms, released back in 2014.

The premise of that game is that it's set in a fantasy world where various Nickelodeon shows (specifically those from the Nicktoons line-up) co-exist as separate kingdoms.

As you could tell by the title card, you can see various Nickelodeon from around that time being completely redesigned from this whole new universe!

SpongeBob looks like a pirate captain.

The Breadwinners look like they're part of a biker gang.

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles look rightfully like they came from feudal Japan.

Bloom looks like she came right out of a fairytale world.

And Sanjay and Craig look like absolute party animals.

And after stumbling upon this after nearly a decade, I couldn't help but think....

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Or more importantly, why didn't Nick do more with this game.

All the shows you see represented here were the only ones that were.

After 2014, they never updated the game, most likely because it's a online game that can only be accessed through the Nickelodeon website.

And it really sucks because it would've been cool to see them add other notable Nick shows to this world.

And since I'm bored and I have nothing better to do today, I thought of the idea of Nickelodeon bringing this forgotten game back from the dead.

But not as a mobile game or even a video game, but instead as an entire franchise.

It would kind be like how Disney has multiple franchises under their belts involving their original animated films like The Disney Princesses and Disney Villains.

It would be cool to see a company like Nickelodeon having a entire franchise based around their huge catalog of IPs....

Which I don't think they've ever done before.

Sure the IPs themselves are basically franchises in their own rights, but Nick hasn't had a franchise that used them all together.

Anyway, sit back and grab a snack and follow me as I take you all on a journey through the new and improved world of.....

Nickelodeon Kingdoms!

For this post, I'm gonna list some shows (both notable and virtually obscure) from the Nicktoons line-up and share how they would be represented as kingdoms for this franchise.

As for the ones that were already in the game, they would be expand on a bit.

SpongeBob SquarePants: SpongeBob's kingdom in the original game was presented as sort of a pirate-themed version of the Bikini Bottom. For this franchise, the pirate theming would be ever stronger here. In fact, SpongeBob's kingdom would be based in a part of the ocean filled with tropical islands that are brimming with pirates, both human and aquatic. SpongeBob's kingdom would draw heavy influence from The Caribbean, specifically during the Golden Age of Piracy.

The Fairly Oddparents: The Fairly Oddparents' kingdom would be presented as a mixture between Dimmsdale and Fairy World. It's architecture would be a mixture between fantastical and modern, it would be inhabited by humans, fairies and other fantasy creatures, and it would based high up in the clouds.

Rugrats: The Rugrats' kingdom would be a presented as a prehistoric metropolis in the veins of The Flintstones. The prehistoric theming would be a reference to Reptar. The land the kingdom is based in would be surrounded by various environments commonly found in prehistoric-themed media: grasslands, jungles, swamps, lagoons, volcanic mountains, polar regions, and bone-filled wastelands.

Ren and Stimpy: Ren and Stimpy's kingdom would be city heavily inspired by various locations in Canada. This would serve as a reference to the duo's famous role as Canadian Kilted Yaksmen.

Aaahh, Real Monsters!: The Real Monsters' kingdom would be presented as a junkyard city inhabited by monsters.

Angry Beavers: The Angry Beavers' kingdom would be presented as a forest-themed metropolis inhabited by slightly anthropomorphic forest animals.

Hey Arnold!: Hey Arnold's kingdom would be presented a urban metropolis with a heavy sports-theming. This would be a nod to the fact that in the show, one of Arnold and his friends favorite passtime was playing sports.

Jimmy Neutron: Jimmy Neutron's kingdom would be presented as a floating futuristic version of Retroville (smack-dabbed in the atmosphere) with a 1950s theming. This would be a perfect combination of the many out-of-this-world adventures Jimmy and his friends have gone on, and the 50s-styled town they live in.

The Wild Thornberrys: The Wild Thornberrys' kingdom would be presented as being themed around colonial Africa....but minus the problematic elements. The land would be presented with a colonial town, multiple tribal villages, and landscapes like savannahs, jungles, swamps, and deserts. Admittedly, coming up with a kingdom based around the Wild Thornberrys was a pretty tricky concept since the family travels all over the world. But one of the many locations they've traveled to, I believe Africa has been the one they've visited the most, so I felt like that would be best place to based the kingdom around. As for the colonial theming, I felt it would help give the kingdom a safari theme to fit perfectly with the show.

Rocket Power: Rocket Power's kingdom would be a mixture between the California seaside-town Ocean Shores and Hawaii. I feel like having the kingdom be a mix between California surf culture and Polynesian culture would be perfect for a kingdom based around Rocket Power, given that the latter has played a major part in a show.

Invader Zim: Invader Zim's kingdom would literally just be an Irken version of the City that the show mostly takes place in. Essentially it would be best of both worlds. Yeah, I don't really have much to say to this place.

ChalkZone: ChalkZone's kingdom is basically just ChalkZone, except it's also inhabited by regular humans.

My Life as a Teenage Robot: My Life as a a Teenage Robot's kingdom would be a futuristic version of Tremorton. Yeah....I pretty much made the town that was sort of anti-robotic into a futuristic community. Talk about ironic.

Danny Phantom: Danny Phantom's kingdom would presented as creepy, gothic version of Amity Park, surrounded like various haunted lands. These lands would be inhabited by ghosts and other supernatural creatures, and have environments themed around the major ghost that reside there. Like a savage jungle for Skulker, an Arabian-style kingdom and desert for Desiree, a 1950s-style town for Johnny 13 and Sidney Poindexter, etc.

Avatar: I don't even need to explain this one.

El Tigre: El Tigre's kingdom would be a version of Miracle City that's a mixture between colonial and Mesoamerican Mexico. Giving that show has presented architecture from both eras of Mexican eras (especially the latter), I felt a even more extreme combination of both would be perfect for a kingdom based on the show.

Back at the Barnyard: Back at the Barnyard's kingdom would be presented as a rural country town akin to the ones found in the American Southwest and Deep South, inhabited by humans and talking farm animals ala Bojack Horseman. Yeah, that's kind of about it.

Tak and the Power of Juju: I don't even need to explain this one either.

The Mighty B: The Mighty B's kingdom would be a bee-themed version of San Francisco. Basically imagine the bee city from the Bee Movie and that's what you got.

Fanboy and Chum Chum: Fanboy and Chum Chum's kingdom would be an icy version of Galaxy Hills, as a nod to the show's well-known (and only) superhero, Man-Arctica.

T.U.F.F. Puppy: T.U.F.F. Puppy's kingdom would be basically Petropolis mixed with Zootopia. Please don't sue me Disney.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The TMNT's kingdom in the game was presented as metropolis that was a mixture between New York City and feudal Japan. And yeah, that theming would still be present.

Sanjay and Craig: Sanjay and Craig's kingdom in the game was presented as a version of Lundgren, but with a heavy focus on partying with stuff like amusement parks and music concerts. And just the TMNT kingdom, that theming would still be present.

Breadwinners: The Breadwinners' kingdom in the game was essentially Pondgea....but the same as it was in the show. But this time, the kingdom would be presented as a chain of various islands based around aquatic ecosystems like swamps, bayous, forests, rainforests, etc.

Harvey Beaks: Harvey Beaks' kingdom would essentially be the Bigbark Woods, but with a fantasy twist to it. Imagine Knothole from the Archie Sonic comics and that's what you got.

Well that's all for now!

I know I left some major Nicktoons out like Rocko's Modern Life and The Loud House, but that's because I couldn't quite think of what their kingdoms would be like.

If you have any idea or suggestions on what their kingdoms should be like, let me know in the comments.

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aplaceinthedark · 3 months

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CONSUMED by the DARK

(a TOWERING MAN story)

Word Count: 2.9k+

CW: supernatural themes, religious sacrifice, body horror, animal cruelty, being buried alive

Pain. Fear. That’s all Noah could feel right now.

He clutched at his side, trying to staunch the blood flowing from the stab wound. Whatever cultists that stabbed him had thankfully not stabbed him deep enough. They had been aiming for the heart, but he twisted just in time.

“Noooo-ahhh!”

He whimpered at the sound of his name being called. He couldn't tell what direction it had come from. Whatever freaks they had out here were searching for him, and they were using his loved ones' voices. Some of them he hadn’t heard in years. Those he could care less about, but when he heard his best friends’ voice, crying out in pain for him, he wanted to curl up and wait until they found him, finishing him off for good.

That's when Noah stumbled face first into another tree, adding more blood to his body. He had entered the woods with a flashlight, but it was gone now. He was stumbling blindly, with no moon to guide him. Why did the gods decide to coincide the summer solstice with the new moon? Whose great idea was that?

Where was the end? How far into the woods was he?

“Noooo-AAAHH!”

God, they had to be close. He could barely run anymore. His fingers were ice cold despite the warm blood slipping between them. His foot caught a loose root, and he fell face down in the dirt. His cry of pain surely would alert them to his location.

Indeed, a low glow lit up the back of his eyelids as he lifted his head. Through bleary eyes, he could make out the dull red glow. Except it wasn’t a cultist standing before him.

Its pelt was black; blacker than the darkness surrounding the two. Noah was certain he would’ve been able to track it in complete darkness. The dull red glow, though, lit up the hollow, and he could see that it came from its antlers. He couldn’t count how many points the stag had, mainly because they seemed to twist and turn in on themselves. Like oak branches, he thought.

Noah could only imagine what he looked like: covered in blood and dirt, leaves and sticks caught in his shoulder- length hair as well as his clothes. Despite the circumstances, he felt like he wasn’t worthy to be caught in the thing's presence. The stag dug at the ground with one of its massive hooves. Noah was tall, but this beast had to be more than twice his size.

Before Noah could contemplate any further, it spoke, not aloud, but in his mind:

CHILD OF THE VALLEY, WHY HAVE YOU COME TO MY COURT?

Noah flinched at the harsh tone. It was guttural, like a scream that came from the gut rather than the throat. He sputtered, unsure of how he even managed to get to that spot. He told the stag so, through chattering teeth as the coldness of the hollow finally caught up to him.

The stag tilted its head, the glow of its antlers moving as if filled with liquid. Like blood. The movement almost seemed… human-like. It unsettled Noah even more.

I THINK YOU KNOW WHERE YOU TRULY ARE, NOAH SEBASTIAN DAVIS. YOUR KIND HAVE TOLD THE TALES OF THE WATCHER OF THE WOODS FOR A LONG, LONG TIME.

Noah flinched again at those words that sounded like a parent coldly scolding their child. To be honest, until recently, he never had believed in those tales of darkness roaming the Shenandoah Valley. Then, when what happened with the Folio kid happened, he started to believe it more and more.

“Please… please help me. I-I’ll do anything,” he pleaded, feeling a fresh spurt of blood despite his numb fingers. It wouldn’t be long now.

THERE WILL BE A PRICE.

“I… I don’t care. I- I’ll do any… thing.” He didn’t want to die here, alone in the woods.

GIVE YOURSELF TO ME. BECOME THE INSTRUMENT OF MY WILL, AND I WILL FREE YOU FROM THE PAIN OF YOUR HUMANITY.

Noah could barely speak at that point, so he merely nodded. The Watcher made a sound, and the world went black. With one last steady breath, Noah spoke his final words:

“I think I've had enough… enough now.”

And that was how the young human, Noah Davis, died and became the Towering Man.

The search parties were few. That didn’t surprise him. Ever since he and Nicholas were made to be the boys who cried wolf, the people in town were quick to make excuses for his disappearance.

"He was a troubled boy.”

“He probably just ran away."

“Kids these days. He’s probably lying face down in a drain in the city right now.”

If he could feel anger, it would be at the woman who had claimed to love him. The woman who had turned out to be just like the rest of them. She was the reason for the state that he was in. She was the reason why he had died and sold his soul. After that, she only fueled the rumors that he had run away. Even with Nicholas trying his best to combat the rumors, it was only him against a town of five thousand.

Nicholas tried his best to keep the search parties going, but when you live in a town that values old superstitions over the life of a 21-year-old, it’s hard to do anything. Noah wanted to tell his friend that it was okay, to ease Nicholas’ pain and anxiety, but he was forced to watch as Nicholas continued to put up missing flyers and stay up late at night to wait for Noah to come home.

But after a few months, even Nicholas seemed to give up. His family convinced him to move to Richmond, and for a while Noah would only see Nicholas every once and while, when he would visit Granny. And Noah was forced to do nothing but watch from the treeline.

During the day, he would root himself near Granny Ruffilo’s home. He tried to resist the Watcher’s pull, even at night when he was demanded to collect the offerings left by the cult: mostly blood and wine. Except on the nights when the moon was darkest, then he couldn’t resist the voice inside his head.

Noah wanted to scream out whenever he would see Nicholas through one of the windows; scream at him that he was right there, outside of that window, just past the treeline. Except Nicholas wouldn’t be able to hear him, even if he could use his voice.

And Noah’s heart - or whatever counted as his heart now - turned black.

He watched Nicholas move on. Seasons passed, and so did Noah’s feelings. By the time June came back around, he had pretty much given himself over to the Watcher’s will. He accepted the fact that his best friend would no longer be saving him.

The night before the summer solstice, Noah was summoned to the Watcher’s Grove. Some would joke that it could be a courtroom, except the Black Stag was too proud of itself to share its power. All it needed was its minions, which it was surrounded with now.

THE TIME HAS COME, CHILD OF THE VALLEY. YOUR GOD DEMANDS ONE LAST THING OF YOU.

Noah thought he was being rewarded, being given his human body back. Like some kind of horrific Cinderella, he just needed to explain to Nicholas everything that had happened; that he had made a deal with the devil that he couldn’t take back. The Watcher knew that the first thing Noah would do was run to Nicholas, and he planned accordingly.

Noah should’ve realized his mistake. When he called for Nicholas, he should’ve realized it when he felt his bones shift in response. He should’ve realized it when he felt his body stretch and grown when Nicholas came out into the woods. It wasn’t until Nicholas’ face twisted in fear did Noah realize the Watcher’s plan.

Nicholas was to be the Watcher’s next Vessel, and Noah was to bring him to the Watcher.

Except the Watcher had underestimated Nicholas. See, it turned out Nicholas was a part of an old bloodline of Practitioners. Usually, it passed down onto the women, skipping a generation if need be. For some reason, instead of picking his sister, the practice chose him. It did so not long before this incident, so Nicholas was still learning the extent of what he could and could not do.

So when Noah reached out for him with a thorny hand, Nicholas accidentally blew him apart. But Noah had died in the Shenandoah Valley, where dead things don’t stay dead.

Nicholas crafted a body made of sticks, leaves and mud, and bound Noah to it. It nearly killed both of them. It wasn’t the best; Nicholas had just learned how to manage his practice, after all. Noah had a body again, and this one wasn’t under the control of the Watcher’s will.

And he would use it to his advantage.

“I’m gonna fuck up that deer god.”

Their plan wasn’t perfect at all. Nicholas was going to pretend to be captured, the perfect Vessel to be sacrificed. That way, hopefully they would have the element of surprise.

Which of course, wasn’t how it happened. Leave it to him to underestimate how good the Watcher was at reading minds.

YOU THINK YOU CAN STAND AGAINST A GOD?

the Watcher of the Woods asked. The cultists stood around them in a circle, not getting too close, but ready to jump in at a moment’s notice.

YOU, A SCARED LITTLE BOY AND HIS LITTLE WITCH, AGAINST SOMETHING OLDER THAN THE DIRT YOU STAND UPON? OLDER THAN THE STICKS IN YOUR BODIES THAT YOU CALL BONES?

Was Noah scared? Absolutely, even though he couldn’t really feel it. But for once, he didn’t let his fear show, like he did when he faced the Watcher the first time, a year and a day ago in this same grove.

This time he was ready.

With Nicholas helping him, his concentration divided between bolding off the Cultists with a warding barrier and aiding Noah, Noah found he was evenly matched with the Black Stag. He had learned the deity's tricks over the past year, and could counteract them easily. Noah acted as an almost perfect counterbalance to the darkness: whenever the Watcher would throw decayed dirt edged with frost that was colder than the universe, Noah would ruin it with life and nature and warmth.

The Watcher of the Woods even tried to take Nicholas out of the equation with a malediction, but Noah wouldn't let it. With a roar that could shake mountains, Noah charged forward and grabbed onto the Stag's twisted antlers. Under his grip, they were bitterly cold, almost turning his fingers instantly blue. The stag tried to rear back to shake off Noah, but he only tightened his grip until his knuckles cracked.

“After all that you've put me through? After all the hell you created for these hollow souls? After all the lives you've torn apart for your sick enjoyment? You think for one second, I'll let you destroy one more? You think that this makes you a god?”

Noah's eyes flared green, lighting up the darkness in his eyes, as with a loud growl, he spoke:

IF THERE'S A GOD, IT'S FUCKING ME!

And with a twist, Noah tore off the crown of bloody bones with a mighty crack. At first, he thought the sound had come from his body, but when the red in his vision faded, he saw the head of the Black Stay on the ground, separated from its body.

There were numerous cries of disbelief around him. Some might have tried to attack him, but with one look, they stopped. Noah held up the antlers that were still in his hands.

DON'T EVER COME BACK, YOU HEAR ME? IF I FIND OUT YOU EVEN TRY TO START THIS SHIT AGAIN, I WILL COME AFTER ALL OF YOU! YOUR FAMILIES TOO, IF I HAVE TO!

And they scattered like roaches.

Noah and Nicholas stood in the grove, alone and quiet. The corpse of the Black Stag had decayed fast; even the bones and antlers had rotted away. Noah shook his hands until the decay was gone. All that was left was the skin of his palms had been burned black.

“Now what?" Nicholas said, breaking the silence.

“I don't know. I don't feel any–”

There was a sudden shifting beneath Noah. He looked down in surprise to see that the ground had swallowed his feet. He was sinking.

And with one last raspy chuckle, he heard the Black Stag mutter in his mind:

THERE MUST ALWAYS BE SOMETHING TO WATCH OVER THE WOODS.

Nicholas tried to pull him free, but when Noah was up to his waist in the ground, he pushed Nicholas away. “But I just found you!” Nicholas cried.

“Don't worry, I'll be back. Just listen for your name.”

And the earth swallowed Noah up, and darkness claimed him once again.

He felt the suffocating weight of the ground pressing on him from all sides, the darkness so absolute he didn't know which way was up or down. A weird feeling spread through him, like a panic attack but… absent. Like he should be having one, but it wouldn't come.

That's when he realized his eyes were closed, but when he opened them, he was faced with something much worse.

Something fell into his eyes, and when he opened his mouth to scream, it fell in there too. The taste gave him his answer to where he was.

Dirt. He was buried underground.

Still, he didn't feel panic. He struggled against the dirt, trying to claw his way free, but his limbs were numb and weak from disuse. There was no way he was going to get out of this without some help.

Naturally, he called for the person who would help him without question.

NICHOLAS.

He felt ridiculous. How was Nicholas gonna hear him? How did he even get buried in the first place?

There was no time for questions or memories. He had to dig himself out somehow.

He willed his arms to move, his legs to kick. Either he was so weak, or buried so deep, he couldn't move a muscle. He tried to remember what he was taught about being buried alive. Don't use a lighter; breathe short little gasps to prolong the air. That was if he was buried in a box, though, and he didn't need to worry about breathing. He hadn't needed to for a long time.

He didn’t know how long he was there, buried deep beneath, barely moving despite his mind shouting at his limbs to just move already! He had almost given up when he felt the earth shift somewhere near his head. Were those voices?

It sounded like great amounts of dirt were being thrown around, like when a dog digs for a bone. It stopped for a moment, a new voice joining whoever was above. Then the digging continued, but with the rhythm of what might be a shovel.

When the weight got lighter, Noah used the last of his strength to move his arm. Without the weight of the dirt pressing down on him, his hand burst up from the ground. There was a shout, and suddenly two pairs of hands grabbed onto his arm and pulled him free.

“I came as soon as I heard your call. In my head,” Nicholas said.

The other two, Joakim and Nick, had heard it too. If there were others like them, they didn’t show. But Noah didn’t care. These were his friends now.

This was the Circle of Omens and Thorns.

And that’s how Noah Sebastian became the new Watcher of the Woods, the King of the Shenandoah Valley.

Something was wrong with the woods, and it was driving Noah crazy.

As he peers over the top of the mountains from his perch on Stony Man Mountain, he feels the Appalachian Spring air sweep through the trees, barely ruffling his long hair. He mindlessly twirls a braid around his finger, thumb rolling a bead around as an anxious tic. A chill runs down his spine, and he knows it’s not because of the wind. The Spring season up here is a lot like a joke; he’s seen wildflowers poking through big heaps of snow before. That wasn’t stopping him from shedding his shirt, like now.

He likes to come up here, despite it being a popular stop on a hiking trail. At night, no one will bother him; not even Folio. He knows that when Noah goes up Stony Man, he doesn’t want to be disturbed.

Except he’s still disturbed, just in a different way.

He lays back on the ground and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath as he curls his fingers through the dirt and grass. He grounds himself to expand his consciousness through the Valley.

He can feel the way the trees seem to curl in on themselves, like an old man wrapping his coat tighter around him as he trudged on through the bustling air. His skin crawls as he feels roots wind their way through the soil, touching something so foul it fills his throat with black mud and he gags, but can’t move. The black mud chokes him, whispering in a familiar voice that promises nothing but venom and sweet lies.

He wrenches from his reverie, coughing and spitting despite nothing is in his mouth other than cold air and saliva.

Something has returned to the Valley. Something dark, and something… black.

#bad omens fanfiction #bad omens rpf #bad omens au #noah sebastian fanfiction #paranormal au #horror au #series: lost in the labyrinth #fic: the grove of secrets #cw: supernatural themes #cw: religious sacrifice #cw: animal cruelty #cw: body horror #cw: buried alive

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riseofamoonycake · 7 months

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So, it was one of my older stories, but I really love it (because I felt really intrigued by the thought of Death visiting Dazai, please, PLEASE), even with its mistakes and more. It was made for a challenge and for a friend, so I chose to keep the title I gave at that time (referring to the prompt I had).

Shadow

Pairing: Osamu Dazai x Death!female reader

Warnings: mention of death, suicide

The shades of the early morning are steeped in darkness: the night takes a long time to leave, it stretches lazily over the roofs of the houses and lingers for another minute, surprising those who look up at the sky and find it filled with stars.

People seem to obey the same enchantment that does not want to dissolve the blackness, and in the streets one encounters only shadows and quick footsteps, flashes of presences and voices among those who recognize and greet each other: beyond the usual sounds of Yokohama which wakes up and takes charge of a new day, nothing disturbs the peace.

For his part, Dazai accepts it as if it were a balm, giving a hint of a smile in return. It is early to reach the Agency, but sleep has abandoned him mercilessly and the walls of the rooms have made him impatient, so as to push him to leave them behind to experience that suspended time before dawn. As often happens, his legs lead him to Oda’s tomb: but as soon as he sees the tombstone, the young man understands that he won’t reserve his usual words for it, that for that time his stop will be very short ― or maybe not?

He turns with false nonchalance, the back of his neck starting to tingle under the gaze of someone breathing in the black pools of shadow; but he does not perceive anything dangerous around him, only the flow of the daily rhythm of the city ― with a small variation, which has not yet shown herself.

«He was a kind man… he should have more friends to pay him a visit.»

Osamu gives a small jump as he feels that clear voice, the song of a nightingale, slide down his back in a caress; turning again, he sees your elegant figure advancing in his direction. The distance and the darkness hide your features, but not the bright smile and the many flowers you hold in your hands.

«The important thing is: they are those who were really close to him», Dazai replies as he nods at you, responding to your raised hand. Now that you are closer, it is possible to notice the beauty of your hair and skin, perhaps even too perfect; under it not veins but silver threads, and a slight sensation of cold.

«Right, right. However, you are quite quiet today.» You place the flowers on Oda’s grave and then raise your (e/c) gaze towards Dazai, who is content to observe you without responding. Even though you are as marvelous as a vision, he feels the urge to move away from your presence as soon as possible, but only to run towards you after a few moments; and he remains silent even when you take his hand, regardless of convention and as if you have always known him ― you have ― , and squeeze it tightly. «You know, sometimes I think you could hear him laughing now. You are doing so much to be the man he wanted to see… don’t think you are going unnoticed.»

Osamu doesn’t reply even then, while an answer emerges in his mind; but for the moment he keeps it to himself, and without thinking twice he returns your hold and smiles affably. «And despite these words, you are new to Yokohama, right?»

«Yes and no. Is that enough of an answer for you?»

«Aaahh, I’d love to make you visit the city…»

You laugh, a tinkling of bells. «I can do it anyway, don’t worry! No matter how many times you see it, Yokohama is always different.»

The dark-haired man nods in turn, narrowing his eyes. «Souls are never the same, on the other hand. And even if you are here, with me, all around and beyond the ocean their path ends, deviates or changes anyway.»

At those words you blow forcefully, and what remains of the darkness thins out: day breaks and the light comes, and immediately the afternoon rushes in and transforms the shadows according to the dance of the hours. Time flees, but you two remain; lowering his voice, Osamu observes you in those eyes that many fear, then he gets closer to your face. «An end without pain, the way I like it», he murmurs, without releasing the hand he still holds and stroking it slowly, «… if the Shadow of Life accepts prayers.»

«I didn’t come for this, Dazai Osamu», you reply with the same tone with which an adult rebukes a rebellious child, and then smile, «you still have to guide and protect the lives of those who risk getting lost. It is what you promised a friend... it is what he expects from you.» The grip loosens, you place that same hand on the man’s head and rivers of images, memories, impulses flow from it. «Don’t chase me too hard, it is not your time.»

«I can’t promise you, if many times you are the only answer to what I ask.»

«But here we need you, and someone will have a future only if you stay. Don’t make that face, you know it is like that!»

«… You’re not how people like to describe you, Lady Death.»

«I am implacable, but I respect Life: both She and I assume the right value only when we are given adequate time… and you are not listening to me.»

Dazai bursts into a short laugh, then sits on the ground and waits for you to do the same. The afternoon has frozen in a long twilight and beneath it he takes your hand again. «You didn’t come to take me away with you and you might as well be a dream of mine… and you seem like pleasant company. What can I do to keep you?»

Your smile is sharp, as if there were a scythe instead.

«Why did you come, Lady?»

«You didn’t really listen to me, then!»

«But you are already ready to leave…»

While he watches that fearful smile widen more and more, the dark-haired man feels a force foreign to him descend on his body and push him to the ground, right into your arms. «Did I say I had to leave quickly?», you whisper like a siren as you lean on and sigh into the young man’s mouth, and the world prepares to forget Osamu Dazai ― only you know for how long.

«Whatever you want to do to me, don’t make me suffer, please», he moans, raising his hands in a sort of supplication and burying in your hair, while he feels his heart slow down and your fingers loosen buttons, knots, tensions, even sadness. It won’t take him away, no, but for a few moments the emptiness inside him won’t echo so loudly. At least he hopes so.

«I won’t give you any pain», you reply with a caress on the lips, then grab him by the shoulders and hug him tightly, «and I hope that in the end you are less closed off than this, at least with me. Let it not be said that Death feels nothing towards those who follow her.» You hear no response: your icy kiss comes first to lock his mouth, and the world sinks in your will.

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #bungou stray dogs dazai #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader

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ticklygiggles · 2 years

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Waah, requests open! So, let me take this chance to ask: could you write a drabble where Hori is curious about Miyamura's tattoos and the boy just melts into laughter? ~

Ah, Miyamura-kun's being ticklish is *kiss chef* I hope you enjoy this~ got a bit longer than expected but not too much!

"Can I see it again?"

"Eh? H-Hori-san, didn't you see it yesterday?" Hori only need to stick her lower lip out a bit in a little pour to had Miyamura gasping. "A-Ah, fine, fine, hold on!"

Hori watched him with a bright smile. This whole Miyamura's secret tattoo thing really added to that 'bad boy' side that Hori liked so much, so she constantly asked to see it.

It was hard to convince Miyamura at first, but now he did what Hori asked with just a slight blush across his cheeks.

"There, Hori-san," Miyamura muttered, his shirt was completely off, now he didn't even bothered to just pull one of the sleeves off.

She followed the intrincated design with her eyes. It didn't matter how many times she had seen it, she still didn't understand it at all. She had a feeling that Miyamura didn't either, he was someone bold and impulsive, he probably just chose this design because it looked cool.

Yeah, that sound very Miyamura-like.

"May I touch it?"

"Ah, sure, Hori-san."

Her fingertips were immediately glued to his side. He flinched a little, his skin covering in goosebumps, and Hori apologized for her cold touch.

Now that she noticed it, it was the same design on his side, just upside down.

"Did it hurt, Miyamura-kun?" She asked, surprised that, even though there was actual skin impregnated in Miyamura's skin, the touch felt no different from his inkless skin.

"It did a bit," Miyamura nodded. "Especially around the ribs and the shoulder."

Hori's fingers traced the tattoo in the spots he mentioned. First at the ribs, following the weird curve and then the little triangles, even poking the dot inside the curve a couple of times.

Miyamura was lightly twitching under the touch. She couldn't blame him, her hands could get really cold, but she just couldn't stop tracing his skin. Marking the outline of the drawing with the tips of her nails and then filling it in as if she had ink on the tip of her finger.

"A-Ah, H-Hohori-san, cohould you s-stop touching it so l-lihightly?"

"Hmm?" Hori tilted her head to the side, confused at why was Miyamura... giggling?!

A deep blush immediately appeared across her cheeks when he saw his little smile hidden behind his hand. He was blushing too, his arm trembling slightly.

Could it be...

"Ahahaha! Oh, Hohohori-sahan, stohohop pohohoking m-

"Are you ticklish, Miyamura-kun?"

The next couple of seconds happened in a rush, but Hori saw everything happening in slow motion: Miyamura seemed to freeze on the spot, he gasped and the blush on his cheeks spread to the tip of his ears.

As a small smirk appeared on Hori's face, Miyamura tried to lower hiw arm, but Hori was faster. She grabbed his writs and launched her body forwards, pushing him to the wooden floor with her free hand and quickly taking a rather comfortable seat on his hips.

Miyamura let out a cute sound between a whimper, a squeal and a little suffocated chuckle, and he tried fight Hori back, but it was useless. She had his arms pinned above his head already and the other one was trapped under her knee and before Miyamura could beg for freedom, Hori was already tickling his ribs earnestly.

"Nohohoho! H-Hohohorihi-sahahan! Plehehease!" He laughed, he was squirming and pulling at his arms, but to Hori's surprise, he seemed to be incapacitated by the tickling.

"Miyamura-kun," Hori nagged with a big smirk on his lips. "What are you doing? I'm just trying to see your tattoo! Why are you making a fuss about it?" She giggled softly at her own teasing words, Miyamura only blushed a bit harder.

"It tihihickles! Aaahh! It tihihihickles, Hohori-saAHAHA! Nohohot there! Not thehehere!"

"Woah! Did I find your weak spot?" Hori was beaming with excitement as her fingers teased Miyamura's highest ribs, so dangerously close to his armpit. "But wait is your weak spot your ribs or your armpit, Miyamura-kun?"

Miyamura groaned between his cackling as Hori massaged his highest ribs, thumb rubbing deep circles and then four fingers wiggling in, making him arch his back with loud laughs.

"Huh, you won't answer me? Then I'll find out myself~"

"My armpit!" Miyamura quickly admitted. "Ihihit's my ahaharmpit, soho- GAHAHAH! Ahahahanywhere but thehehere!"

Hori was merciless, she gently used her long nails to scribble at his armpit, she also poked at the nerve right in the middle and also dug in and pinched and rubbed and did his about everything he could think of to drive Miyamura up the wall.

It was working. Miyamura was laughing so hard, tears of mirth were already clinging to his lashes and she could barely understand his pleas between his hysterical laughter.

"What did you say? I can't understand you, Miyamura-kun," she teased, giggling and smirking at her howling boyfriend. "I can't understand you if you laugh so loud!"

Miyamura shook his head, "Thehehen stohohohop tihihickling me thehehere!" He managed to say when Hori came back to the scribbling.

"Hmm," Hori hummed, stopping the tickling. "I'm not sure, I've never heard you laughing this loud."

Miyamura breathed heavily, giggling and squirming as Hori kept her fingers on his armpit. "Hohohori-san! Plehehease! I'm really tihihicklish there! I will die if you keep going and I think I'll also snort and-

Hori widened her eyes. "Snort?! Oh no... my hand... I can't stop it... aaaah!"

"HOHORI-SAHAHAN!" Hori's silly games seemed to cause Miyamura more laughter as she started her attack again.

She tickled him mercilessly until that cute, pig-like sound made Miyamura's nose vibrate. Hori almost passed out in the spot.

"Do it again!"

"NOHOHO! I- ahahahaha!"

He did it again and again and one more time before he freed his arm from under Hori's knee with a harsh pull.

Hori was surprised, but she could even tease him about it before he felt his hand grabbing her shoulder and, with another pull, he was able to free his other arm and grab her other shoulder.

Miyamura quickly changed positions, now he was pinning Hori against the wall, his eyes feral, making her gulp.

"I'm sorry, I-

Miyamura almost pressed his nose against hers. "Y-Yohou damn woman," he growled. "Can't you fucking understand when I say 'stop'?!" Hori widened her eyes. "Kyoko, don't tease my patience!"

They stared at each other for a minute before he pushed her to the side and got up to put his shirt back on.

Hori blinked a couple of times and then...

"Hehehe..."

Oh that weird side of hers.

"Hori-san," Miyamura whined, joining Hori right where she was, smiling and beaming at Miyamura's outburst. "Why did you do that! It was so embarrassing!" He had his hands under his arms, protecting himself or, perhaps, wanting to get rid of the ghost tingles.

"Why? You never laugh so much like that! Besides, your snort was so cute," she said, smiling brightly at him. "Be sure I'll do it again soon!"

"Hori-saaaaan!"

#Hori-san to Miyamura-kun #Horimiya #Hori Kyoko #Miyamura Izumi #Hori x Miyamura #ticklish!Miyamura #tickle fic #mia's things #mia's drabbles

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chidoroki · 9 months

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182 Days of TPN - Day 105

Chapter 105: “Illusion”

All that time playing around in the tunnels are paying off as Chris leads the way out for everyone with no trouble at all for now. I’m so proud and happy he’s getting some focus this chapter, even though the added attention soon takes a turn for the worse..

It’s nice to see both Yuugo & Ray just talk to one another in a civilized manner. They tossed threats and anger at each other at the start until the battle at GP happened, then got on better terms afterwards but we didn’t get to see much of their evolved relationship since Ray was usually away from the shelter with Emma & the rest of the search group. It’s a shame because they really are so similar with their backstories and do end up getting along rather well. Also would’ve loved to just see Yuugo act like a father to Ray more. He needs a decent parent in his life.

Oohh these boys are about to regret offering a helping hand. And I’m not gonna blame Ray for taking Emma’s attention off Chris either because I’m sure he had some crucial info/idea pertaining to the situation to share but aahh, the next couple pages are all so highly unfortunate.

You know, for a series where death is a common threat, we really haven’t seen it too much when it involved our main cast, at least to the point where it really makes a serious impact. Aside from the endless amount of children we didn’t even know that well from the farms, there was Conny who we barely spent any time with, Krone was essentially another villain, and then there were a couple loses during Emma’s first GP hunt whom we also didn’t know for that long, but these next few chapters are really gonna make it hurt for us and them.

You bastard. You absolute fucking bitch. You literal piece of trash that I wish to burn in a fire for all eternity. I am so damn glad season two cut you out completely because I’ll never forgive you for all the pain you caused my tiny son and his family. AAAHH.

Still unbelievable that Chris manages to ultimately survive this too. Granted he’s in a coma way up until year or so after everyone arrives in the human world, but still, this is a shot to the head (I just read one of the upcoming chs where it’s mentioned the bullet just grazed him but then cmon, how would that knock him into a coma then? ah whatever). Thankful he lives but also so incredibly upset this adorable child has to suffer like this! Being a favorite of mine is a curse.

Though Ray is worried about Chris, he still chooses to be on guard in case the bastard up above tries to attack once more and I thank him for it. Best boy protecting everyone as usual.

A rare occasion where Emma’s truthful and heartfelt talk-no-jutsu backfires.

Shut up shut up shut up. I wish to hold this bastard’s neck very firmly for a long period of time so he stops sprouting nonsense from that dumb mouth of his.

Favorite panel/moment:

It’s hard to choose when a chapter fills me with such anger.. but yeah, cute Chris.

#the promised neverland #tpn manga #182daysoftpn #chidoroki used chatter

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musette22 · 2 years

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Okay so I was looking for Seb gifs in case I had to cheer up Tej and I came across these again and I’ve been staring at them for a while now kinda in disbelief? And i thought who better to share it with than Minnie, so we can cry together about how fucking PRECIOUS this baby is ??? 😭😭😭 just like, his eyes and his smile in the first one? SOBBING. Heart overflowing. And the look of shock in the second one? WEEPING. So freaking adorable. And the tongue thing and then the way he stares up after? SCREAMING. Baby boyyyyy 🥺💖💖💖 anyway. I’m very normal about himmm (he’s so so pretty pretty). Hope you’ve had a lovely weekend and that capitalism doesn’t get too much in the way of you getting to do things that make you happy this week 💛💛

Yes, yes, YES, oh god Maya he is a literal angel, I can't believe it 😭 Look at his big eyes, his sweet smile, his pretty little face!!! He is so precious and beautiful and adorable, how even??!

I don't know what it is about his facial expressions that always manage to make me coo and swoon and want to pinch his cheeks, but they do 🥺 There's something so endearing and sweet yet cheeky and interesting about him, I still remember being completely captivated by him for the first time almost five years ago now, and it's still just as real today, if not more so ❤️ I can't believe our baby is going to be FORTY in two weeks 😍 Wow I love him 😭😭

Aaahh and thank you, my sweets 💖💖 You're truly just as much of an angel as our Sebastian is! I'm sorry I've been ranting about capitalism so much lately, I've just been having some beef with it 😅 Hopefully it all balances out a bit more soon! I hope your weekend has been wonderful and that your week off is going to be relaxing and filled with things that make you happy as well! ✨✨ Sending all my love your way!! xxxx

#HE IS SO PRETTY #I weep too #forever and ever #😭😭#angel baby #sebastian stan #minnie answers

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electronic-elevator · 1 year

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tags: overstimulation, afab!reader, sub!Damien, strap on sex, multiple orgasms, size kink, anal gaping, butt plug

summary: Damien’s lost count of the times he’s been made to cum; lost rational thought entirely to the pain-pleasure of overstimulation and your massive strap wrecking his hole.

“Fuck, oh god, fffaaaahhhhhh, pl-pl- I’m, I, I— aaaaAAAAA—” Damien practically screamed your name, losing himself to what must’ve been his sixth orgasm of the night.

You held him close to your chest as he writhed. When you pressed a kiss to his neck, you tasted the salt of his sweat. Despite his complete overwhelm, you didn’t so much as slow down, instead pounding into him as hard as you could — although, wielding a strap of this size was no easy feat.

His shuddering breaths sounded like sobs as he mumbled your name, over and over and over.

“Gonna cum inside you,” you growled. “Then I’m going to plug you up.”

“Please,” he practically mewled. You could tell you’d drained him of all energy but still he begged for it, to be filled up.

“You want it?”

“Please,” he whined again.

“Fuck, Damien, you’re gorgeous. You’re mine.”

“Uh-huh, cum in me,” he pleaded, squirming under you.

You fiddled with the strap, finally having to slow down a bit as you released the lube into Damien. Of course, it wasn’t really your cum, but as a small consolation prize you could use so much more than you could have organically pumped inside him.

“Aaahh,” Damien breathed as he felt it entering him, pressing himself back, taking the strap all the way. You couldn’t help but growl again, rubbing his arched back. “Mmmmm.”

“You’re fucking beautiful, Damien.”

“Mmhmm,” he mumbled absentmindedly, making you smile.

“Stay there,” you instructed, pressing down a little between his shoulder blades.

You pulled out of him slowly, drawing another whimper from his lips. Lube dripped out of him — you’d used a generous amount to start, and after fucking him long and hard for the better part of the evening, he was so loose he couldn’t hope to keep what you’d poured into him inside without help.

He whined at the feeling, shifting his hips, tipping himself even further forward. “Need to keep it, please.”

“Shhhh, darling, don’t worry,” you murmured, retrieving his plug. You teased it at his loose hole for a moment before pushing it inside, where it came to rest. “There you go. All yours.”

“Thank you,” Damien said in a sigh of relief, sagging back onto the bed.

“Lay down,” you whispered, practically prowling the length of the bed to curl up beside him.

Damien rolled to face you, revealing his stomach coated in his own cum and the shiny wet patch on the bed below him where he’d writhed. “I made a mess,” he murmured almost thoughtfully. His thighs were also slick and shiny with fluids, both real and synthetic.

You would not force him through a seventh round, but dear god he looked delectable — now hazy and unfocused, exhausted but with a small thoroughly satisfied smile.

“Damien, do you know how beautiful you are?”

He blushed a little, letting you know he was headed back to earth.

“You are. So beautiful,” you murmured as you moved to clean him up. You weren’t letting him leave. He was going to stay here with your cum inside him, with the plug providing what his ruined hole couldn’t. You were going to clean him up, going to bring him some food to refuel after what you’d taken out of him, but keep him here to rest.

“I love you,” Damien said.

You paused your careful work long enough to press your lips to his in a rough kiss. “I love you, too.”

#overstimulation #size kink (large)#dom/sub #fanfiction #mine #posting a drabble b/c it doesn't need a title B)

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pinkmoondoll9shihtzu · 1 year

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as a 16 y/o i had a crisis of faith having been raised catholic and going to catholic schools but starting to realize that there was something wrong with me that made me different from everyone else. laying in bed unable to sleep one night i begged god to show me an angel so that i could believe, and suddenly i felt myself yanked upwards, out of my body. i couldn't see anything, but i felt a certain intensity- maybe it was just fear. i felt my physical body and my "astral" body as separate entities. i heard someone screaming from behind me, i dont know if it was my physical body trying to pull me back in, or a part of the vision trying to tell me what my job on earth was. when i came back, i was flipped 180 degrees in bed from where i remember laying. for some reason, i couldnt stop myself asking "can i see a demon too?" which was only responded to with silence, and the immediate surge of doubt into that negative space... not sure if demons work as sneakily as that, or if i realized my own doubt in that moment, even with how vivid it was. this was the final straw in me being able to be faithful in christian god at all. i realized that even the sisters who were teaching me would tell me that i'm crazy if i tried to explain the experience.

im so desperate for something like that to happen again. recieving such a powerful reality shattering experience but going on living after that having little more than my own hunches and intrigues to follow feels scary :<

thanku for sharing this w me anon, im sorry you couldn''t go to the sisters about it, makes me sad when organized religion leads to distrust & judgement like isnt this the opposite of what it's sposed to be all about ? this experience sounds like you were able to astral project to some degree, however, because u were just a teen and inexperienced maybe something tried to psychically attack u? from what i read there are many demons and entities in the astral plane so its dangerous to go there. not that it sounds like you were trying to do that on purpose. i mean, even being able to do that at all, but especially kinda by accident, thats rly powerful. you seem to be an inquisitive person thinking deeply about these matters & wanting answers. psychic ability is like a muscle, we all have this muscle, & the more you use it, the stronger it gets. the more u notice the timing of things, study different theories, question the meaning, insert the search for the unknown into ur consciousness, the psychic muscle is being trained. look to all the small tiny mundane synchronizations that add up, they'll lead u to the bigger stuff. books im reading explain earth as a soul testing ground. so its kinda like, if u ace a bunch of the little assignments (noticing small phenomena), u get rewarded by moving up to the next level of psychic awareness. for me, thats the reason to live..it fills me w passion unlike anything else, i want to break open the worlds shell AAAHH!! listen, anon.... those hunches and intrigues... you must pay attention to them, dont be afraid, u have great potential. dont be afraid!!!!! the hunches will guide you to your next awakening. and u will be stronger for it this time. peace & love anon i hope u have a good night #<3.

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sweetie-bri · 2 years

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ALL MULTIPLY [Hyper Giantess, Light Female Muscle Growth]

I ran home, faster than ever. I couldn't be seen. I might've been breaking a law or two? I didn't know nor care. Before I knew it I'd made it to my apartment, SAFE. From my purse... I pulled a white watch. "Please work..." I pleaded as I strapped it on. I tapped the screen to life, grinning ear to ear!

I mean, you can't blame me right? What girl hasn't thought... "I look fat, I feel ugly.." A small rewrite to the genetic code: While breaking a few product safety regulations could FINALLY make ME, Lì Chang, stop those stupid thoughts, by perfecting myself. I flicked through the tabs, so specific... 'Toes, breast 1, breast 2? Dick? I'll leave that at 0.

I scrolled I reached ALL MULTIPLY. Jackpot! Why make my breasts and ass bigger when I could just BE bigger? I clicked it from 1, to 2. The device pricked me and after a light warmth, I noticed the effect. My clothes, were tightening, ever so slightly. Just about an inches taller. Nothing specific. Just, bigger. That wasn't gonna do. for me.

I paused, before clicking ALL MULTIPLY again and checked the tabs until I found ALL MUSCLES M. and clicked it. My whole body involuntarily flexed. My fingers to my toes, spasmed until I was finally toned. Satisfied, I returned to ALL MULTIPLY and tapped. The number swapped to '4.' DOUBLE? It was multiplying me?

The thought was interrupted by an orgasmic, feeling of warmth overtook me. I could resist light moans as my head crashed into my roof. Telling me I was 8 foot. My pecs, abs and biceps shot out further than before. They were multiplying, it made sense? Now sticking out like small rocks in my my chiseled form.

Oo! A girl could get used to being an amazon! I picked up my lamp. It was like a water bottle in my hand. Without thinking I clicked the button again. The number popped to 8. I tried to finish a thought but my head emptied as a burning warmth overtook my body, hotter than before. I was shooting out, every direction inhumanly.

My mind numbed by euphoria as I quickly shattered my windows and stepped outside. I lived on the 3rd floor but landed on my feet before falling. "Holy fuck, it's not stopping... My machine must be broken." I didn't even hesitate. My biceps were the size of trucks! I had nothing to be afraid of. Nothing could hurt me anymore.

I couldn't help myself but click the button again. 16! I began to walk around leaving dents in the sidewalk as my new feet outgrew it, and I moved to the street. The heat overtook me and stopped me in my tracks. *AaaHh* The heat forced me to hold myself, I was lost in the flames of passion as I grew again.

My muscles making my skin form beautiful, shiny bulges on every part of me. My height rivaling sky scrapers. I couldn't see from the pure libido clouding my vision. My beautiful feminine form and terrified citizens running as I looked down. I took a small bit of time to consider my new ascended form, as the heat sadly faded again.

I went to the first place on my mind; my job. Don't need that anymore. I turned, pressing my firm, butt on the roof, giggling as it caved in to the pressure of my titanic strength. In seconds I fell, in a puny puff of smoke. *HAha! MmmmORE!" My head clouded by illusions of grandeur as I pressed ALL MULTIPLY again!

The heat filled my body and I mindlessly embraced it, falling to writhing in pure ecstasy. My legs forced their way into the building below me. My head was forced upwards by the building above me. I was easily taller than even the tallest building. "A girl could get used to being a GODDESS!" I corrected myself. I stood and it was beautiful. The cars, like ants. The buildings just up to my breasts.

Nothing could satisfy me, for now. An unquenchable rampage driven by a little girl with UNGODLY power. It instantly corrupted me. Nothing could hurt me, nothing could stop me, and I wasn't even at my limit! Eventually, police arrived, how cute. I kneeled down and spoke as softly to avoid breaking windows.

First: They threatened me until I stomped the city into an earthquake then: begged me to stop which made me laugh. Then; They asked my demands. "Bring me food, bring me women and worship me." I blotted out the sun. My intimidating stature sent chills through my spine as I imagined the new world order I'd bring.

"Bow to me, Bow and worship my name, you little toys!" I didn't know I had this in me? Power corrupts, and I was FAR TOO powerful. It had been weeks now, since my ascend into EMPRESS of the world. I couldn't tell what the world was saying about me but no-one dared opposed Empress Lì, the only person left to impress was myself. I prepared for the heat to overtake me as I pressed ALL MULTIPLY one, more, time.

#giant woman #caption #giantess #bri #growth #macro #sweetie #sweetiebri #g/t writing #sizetumblr #solo female #fmg #all multiply

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Can you do a scenario Obey Me were MC has a accidental nip slip that she doesnt notice, but the brothers do.

For the sake of an even playing field, all 7 boys will be reacting to the same scenario: coming to wake MC up in the morning for school only for their titty to be half out.

Lucifer

His knock was polite, but stern. Three short raps, followed by a long pause, before he let himself in. “[Y/N], I have to insist you get up now. You will be late for classes.”

You groan and cruel further into yourself under the covers. Trying to hold on to your sleep, but it was already slipping away through your fingers. With a huff you uncoil yourself and come out from under the covers. “Alright. I’m up.” You announce. Awake but still dreamy eyed as you rubbed the sleep from them.

When your eyes refocus, you see Lucifer staring at you. His face it’s normal placid expression, but definitely staring. “What’s wrong?” You ask. Was your hair some sort of crazy way?

The demon smirked and walked over to you. You blush as he came close to your bed and bent over, rebuttoning your pajama top that had come open in the middle of the night and left your left side exposed. How embarrassing?!

“Perhaps I should come wake you up more often.” He said with a sultry smirk. “Or at least not on a day when you have school. Now, I must insist you get ready. Our model exchange student can’t be late for their day.” He gave you a peck on the cheek and saw his way out. You have to wonder if he was really going to ‘wake you up’ on Saturday…..

Mammon

The loud sound of your door being flung open startled you from your sleep, and practically out of bed. “Hey, hey, hey! Time to get up sleepy head!”

“Mammon!” You growl from under the covers. “What the hell are you doing?!”

“I came to wake you up. Lucifer told me to make sure you’re ready for school. Even Belphie beat you downstairs. Come on. Chop chop!”

You groan and fling your covers off. Sitting up to scratch your head. Hopefully your day was more peaceful after this.

“[Y-Y-Y/N]! What the hell?!” You look over at the demon who had gone from horribly confident to horribly red & stammering in a matter of moments. “Do you always sleep like that?!”

You look down, trying to see what the big deal was, and realizing your chest was exposed. “N-No! It just came off in my sleep! Who are you to judge anyway?! You sleep naked!”

“Yeah! But not with anyone around!”

“You’re not supposed to be around!” You pick up a pillow and toss it at him, which he easily dodged, before shouting, “get out!” The demon did as he was told and scampered off, like a rabbit with his tail on fire.

He avoided you for the rest of the day. Making eye contact but fervently darting his gaze away. Mammon finally came up to you after dinner to apologize, and promised that if he had to wake you up again, he would knock first.

Levi

You were dreaming about pancakes when there was a knock at your door. Quiet, at first. Almost like someone’s knuckles barely touched the door. Then they knocked again, seeming to realize that the first few knocks were no good, knocking with confidence.

“[Y/N]-chan? Are you awake?” You open your eyes from your blanket nest to see Levi poking his head in. “It’s time for school.”

“Oh…yeah…” You yawn after that. Cutting off whatever else you were going to say after that. You shouldn’t have let Levi talk you into watching an anime marathon with him. You’d only gone to sleep a few hours ago. “What time is it?”

The demon looked down at his watch while you got out of bed, and when he looked up his face was completely red.

“[Y-Y-Y/N]! Y-Your….! Ah! I’m so sorry!!”

You blink in a start as Levi slammed the door as he ran away. You wonder what happened, but then catch sight of yourself in the mirror. Your top half exposed. You blush yourself at realizing why he had taken off, but get over the mortification quickly as you had to get ready for school.

Poor Levi couldn’t come near you for several days after that without turning beet red or becoming a stammering idiot. You have to assure him several times that it was really ok, and that your honor was intact, but he promised never to come get your up for school ever again.

Satan

There was a sharp rap at your door that awoke you from your slumber.

“[Y/N], are you awake?”

“Satan?” You question. Hearing his voice from the other side of the door. What was he doing here so early?

Seeming to sense your question, the fourth eldest brother replied in kind. “Lucifer sent me to get you. He was concerned you would be late for school since you weren’t down at breakfast yet. May I come in?”

You chuckle lightly at his polite request and tell him he could come in. Your arms stretching over your head as the door opened and the blonde walked in. “Ah good. You are awake. I was concerned that…uh….um….”

You blink curiously as Satan seemed to lose his train of thought. Unusual for him, as he was typically such a word smith, so you had to ask. “Satan? Is something wrong?”

“I ah…ahem!” The demon cleared his throat. Covering his face with his hand, hiding his blush, as he looked away. “I uh…apologize. I should have given you more time to get ready before I let myself in. Or at least properly dressed.”

Your brow furrowed and you look down to see your pajama top open and blush. Quickly closing it with an apology. “I’m so sorry!”

“It’s...quite alright. I’ll uh…ahem…leave you to get ready now that I know your awake. I’ll see you at school.”

The demon, who normally walked with such purpose and confidence, seemed to stumble in his walk out of your room. Seeming to want to stay, but fighting the urge and forcing himself to leave. Apparently after he had left, he’d gotten into a fight with Mammon and threw him into a wall. You suppose that energy had to go somewhere.

Asmo

A light, delicate rapping on your door woke you up from your peaceful dream about cupcakes and French lattes. The sound was whimsical. Almost like a bird. After that, the smell of roses filled the room as the door opened and the Avatar of Lust appeared.

“Gooood morning darling~!” Asmodeus cheered as he let himself in. Practically gliding across the room and perching himself on the edge of your bed. “Wake up sleeping beauty! Classes will be starting soon, and we don’t want to be late. You need to get up, so you can get ready and look your best.”

You groan softly, but come out from under the covers as requested. He was right. It was time to get ready.

“Aaahh~! [Y/N]! You naughty thing. Tempting me this early in the morning.” You blink the last big of sleep from your gaze, and look down to see where his was trained. You yip as you realize he was staring at your exposed breast, and smacked his hand away when it inched closer.

“Asmodeus!”

The androgenous demon giggled at your scolding, but pulled his hand away in surrender. “Sorry, sorry. I was only kidding.” You have to wonder if he was only ‘kidding’ now that he got rejected. “Let’s just keep this our little secret, ok? I don’t want my brothers getting super jealous about seeing our beautiful [Y/N] in their morning glory. They’ll be banging down the door every morning to get a peek.” Asmo then winked, leaning in to steal a quick peck on your cheek, before he jumped up. “I’ll be waiting for you downstairs~! Unless you need help getting ready. I have too good hands and a lot of enthusiasm for a chore like that.”

The demon giggled brightly all the way out of the room as your tossed pillows at him like rose petals to show him the door.

Beel

The knock on your door was loud, though you could tell not intentionally. It was more a factor of the large fist knocking on it, rather than the force, of the largest of the seven brothers coming to wake you.

“[Y/N]?” You heard Beel’s voice from under your blanket nest. Smiling soft at the gentle way he’d come to wake you up. He must have a lot of experience with Belphie. “Lucifer asked me to come get you up for school. I brought you some breakfast. I didn’t want you to miss out.” You hear what you assume is a tray being sat on your desk. “Some of it didn’t make it all the way here, but most of it did! I tried to keep your favorites safe for you. Mammon wanted the last Hellfire sausage, but I got it for you.”

Your soft smile increased as you pictured the bright, sun like smile on the gentle giants face. Proud of himself for getting it and keeping himself from eating it for you. “Thanks Beel,” you tell him. Coming out from under your covers to see that smiling face in person.

You see it for a moment before his face feel. His eyes averting away from you, and his cheeks turning around as red as his carrot top. “Uh..[Y/N]…your top is kind of falling off.”

You look down and gasp, quickly covering ourself up. “I’m sorry!!”

“That’s ok.” Beel said with a soft laugh. “It happens. Plus, you’ve seen me with my shirt off all the time. It’s not a big deal.”

“It’s not exactly the same….” You mutter quietly into your blanket.

Beel just laughed jovially again, and came over to pat your head. “Come on. Your breakfast is getting cold. I’ll leave so you can eat and get ready. Do you want me to walk you to first period when you’re done?” You nodded into your blankets this time. “Ok! I’ll meet you in the lobby when you’re done.”

With another big smile, your big guy left. Letting you change and enjoy your breakfast, with Hellfire sausage.

Belphie

“Oy…[Y/N]….wake up….”

“Mhmp….Belphie?” Your eyes crack open as he gently shook you. When had he come into your room? You hadn’t heard him knock, or even the door open. Had he just let himself in? “What are you doing here?”

“Stupid Lucifer told me to come get you up for school.” He told you. “I don’t know why. I’m not good at waking people up. I’m barely awake myself.” His statement was punctuated with a long yawn.

You sleepily chuckle and sit up. “Well, you are up. So you’re doing better than me.”

His droopy eyes were looking at you, or perhaps more specifically in your direction. He seemed to be looking at something totally other than your face, and you were about to ask him what when he said, “your boob is sticking out.” Pointing for affect.

You look down to where he was pointing and squeal. Closing your pajama top tight with both hands. “Belphegor! Don’t stare!”

“Why not? It’s nothing haven’t seen before. Remember when your top came off at the beach last summer?”

“That is not something I want to remember right now! And it is not the same! Get out!”

The Sloth demon picked at his ear in annoyance of your yelling, but gave a soft ‘yeah, yeah’ as he saw himself out. Mission accomplished.

He doesn’t seem to understand why you were annoyed with him for the rest of the day, but still made an effort to apologize after a while so you would talk to him again. Only he was allowed to do the silent treatment.

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new-acc-on-bio · 3 years

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" KID WHO NOW?! "

▪︎BNHA BOYS x GN!READER (headcanon)

▪︎genre : fluff & comedy with a tint of corn

▪︎ summary : you were just staying indoor minding your own shizz and suddenly something really unexpected happend.

▪︎a/n : here i am, bored. AGAIN. lmao, this is just another random idea that popped out my head. enjoy~

▪︎pairing :

Iida Tenya x GN! Reader

Yoarashi Inasa x GN! Reader

Todoroki Natsuo x GN! Reader

IIDA TENYA

you were just chilling in your dorm

scrolling and sharing memes in an app

minding your shizz

and suddenly

BAAM!

someone wrecked your door—

"KIRISHIMA!"

"Sorry about that! but you have to come, LIKE RIGHT NOW!"

letting out a tired sigh, you get up from your comfort zone and followed Kirishima down to the living room

and there it is

there is an Iida looking kid crying.

hm?

KID WHO NOW?!

of you were shock at that sight, but when Iida kid saw you, he ran towards you.

hugged your leg and kept calling your name

looking at the others, Midoriya explained that he was hit by a toddler quirk and some shizz

after Iida kid calmed down, he asked for you to watch tv with him and some beef stew

sitting beside him you placed the food infront of him.

"(F/N), can you do the airplane? train would be okay too."

airplane? what now? train? am I suppose to let him ride my back?

"aAAHH"

he opened his mouth and it clicked. OH! he wants to be fed. dum dum.

"Here comes the traaaaiiin! Open wide!"

*chuga chuga choo choo noises* ew what?

after placing the spoon full of beef stew into his mouth, fogs starts to accumulate the place

after clearing it

Iida was back to normal

he covered his face

his ears up to the back of his neck were in deep red color

"Can you forget this ever happend?"

he then gave you the spoon that was just inside his mouth.

"Maybe? No. Yeah. No."

after that, he refrain himself from eating his favorite food : beef stew for the whole week.

YOARASHI INASA

like any other day

you werent doing anything productive

you were just eating and watching movies

just chilling and then—

your phone rang, you answered the call

"Camie, what's up?"

"your guy here, just became a HUGE trouble. Well, not huge coz he tiny— anyway! where do you live again?"

not understanding a thing you told her your address and kept on watching

you were just in the good part

so close to crying

and then

BAAM! the door opened

"Hey! I came and now I'm out!"

confused at how Camie acted, you suddenly heared someone open the fridge

cheking it out

you saw Yoarashi kid eating your favorite snack

"INASA! YOU ATE...my...food"

...

KID WHO NOW?!

he said sorry a bunch of times and tried hugging you to ease your sadness. rip food

you stopped watching and scrolled to your news feed noticing a lot of achievements of the pro heroes

it caught Yoarashi's attention and talked about the pro heroes. if only he'd volume down but it was kinda nice looking at his happy face but still his voice it was booming.

"You really love pro heroes huh? I'll support you from the sidelines into becoming one too."

"(F/N)! I WILL TRY MY BEST AND WHEN I DO! I'LL MARRY YOU WHEN I GROW UP!"

chuckling at those words a fod of white smoke filled the room

after opening the window letting the smoke out, you look at Yoarashi who seemed to stop working.

Yoarashi Inasa.exe. has stopped.

then you noticed his face turned to tomato red

"M-Marry?! SILLY KID! HA! HA! HA!...ha...please don't say anything else—"

"I do, want to marry you when we grow up. that is."

TODOROKI NATSUO

you were busy reviewing for college exams

that you can't even hear your phone's ringtone message

but then you heard loud knocking infront of your door

you looked thru the peep hole but saw no one

you were on your way back to review

then loud knocking again was heard

feeling irritated you opened the door

and saw Natsuo as a kid in his oversized clothes

"Natsu, 'ya know it's not halloween to be...wait—"

KID WHO NOW?! NATSUO?!

"(F/N)! let me in already! I've been knocking to your door!"

you let him in and instantly you checked your phone and saw Natsuo messaged you about helping you review

but right now the one needs helping is Natsuo

you fixed his clothes and placed him infront of you sitting on a chair

"Do you want anything? or something?"

"Nothing."

he said bluntly, and so you continued reviewing

he looked at what you were doing and tucks your hair whenever it falls covering your vision.

Natsuo was really silent, just sitting infront of you as he kept tucking your hair behind you ear.

"Aren't you bored?" you asked

"Yes, but you're busy. I don't want to be a bother..."

cUTE! NOT A BOTHER AT ALL!

you went over to your fridge and gave him some pudding you too ate together

never knew Natsuo was a messy eater, but overall CUTE!

"(F/N), you are a messy eater yourself!"

he stood up from the chair to reach your face, he pulled you close enough to lick off the pudding on your cheek.

then suddenly

white fogged up the place

"DON'T LOOK! IF YOU LOOK I'LL NEVER TALK TO YOU! EVER!"

Natsuo's familiar voice, he's back

waiting for the white fog to clear up, you saw Natsuo sitting...awkwardly. Even his cheeks were flushed red.

"So?"

"So, what? Just pretend nothing happend."

"I was just about to ask how was the pud—"

he hugged tight that words didn't come out of your mouth.

▪︎a/n : youve been cringing havent you? i know i know. but if you want more, then youll get more just send a req!

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