#i don't wanna do anything else for work aside what i already do

[zanarkandskylines]

₊✩‧₊⇢  right person, wrong time?

『 ෆ k.bakugo x fem!reader 』 ⋆ ˚ʚɞ — repost; after more discussions, i decided to delete the follow up on the original post thread & re-post separately. i don't wanna be accused of stealing someone's idea after already apologizing for it. this'll be the last i talk about it.

Bakugo’s loved you since high school. You always pushed him to work hard, never took his shit without giving it back tenfold, and was a pillar of support through some of the toughest times in his life. Even so, he’s convinced himself you’d never feel the same, that he has no shot with you.

Why?

Because you’re quirkless.

You’re part of the 20% without one, and he told himself he can’t get in your way of your life. Bakugo can’t stand the thought of being the reason why you don’t chase after your own dreams. He knows you too well - you’d put your happiness aside to support him the second he asked. You’d put your life on hold if it meant for him to succeed as a pro hero.

But he can’t do that. You’re the one thing he can’t seem to bring himself to be selfish about.

So Bakugo sits idly by, for years, as your best friend. The one you’d do anything for, no matter the time or place. He watches you date shitty guys and picks up the pieces they leave you in. Buys you your favorite foods when you have a bad day, surprises you with “just thinking of you” gifts, and drops whatever he’s doing the second you need him.

He’s attempted dating, desperately tried to get you out of his heart and make room for someone else - he fails each time. Miserably.

So tonight, that all changes.

You’re attending the annual Hero Gala together tonight, just like you have for the last four years. Bakugo always asks you to be his plus one as it keeps people away from him and he gets to spend time with you…rather, gets to see you dressed to the nines and have you on his arm all night long. It’s the one day a year he gets to pretend you’re his.

You’ve recently gotten a huge promotion in your line of work and he’s broken the top 10 of the hero charts - what better time than now to shoot his shot? He’s waited long enough, run through every excuse in the book why not to tell you how he feels.

The night winds down and the two of you get back into his car, sitting in silence for the ride home. That’s not uncommon for you two, but Bakugo’s reading too much into it tonight. It makes his hands tremble on the wheel, white knuckling the pleather from nerves. Once he pulls up to your apartment complex, he turns the car off and gets out to open your door for you.

To his surprise, you invite him in.

“I have a surprise for you!”

Bakugo’s whole body is tense at this point. What could you have for him?

“Here, open it.” You hand him a small box wrapped in orange paper. “It’s not much and a little cheesy, but congratulations on breaking the top 10!”

He opens the package to find a golden bracelet in a box with the inscription “plus ultra, dynamight!” on the underside of it.

“Ya didn’t have to get me shit, but thank you. I love it.”

He hugs you immediately, scooping you into a loving embrace and relishing in the excuse to have skin contact with you.

“I, uh, actually have somethin’ for you, too.” His voice waivers while he fiddles with his jacket pocket. You raise an eyebrow while waiting for him to present…whatever it is he had.

Bakugo pulls out a small box of his own, handing over the velvet jewelry case. You gingerly take it from his palm and can’t help but notice he’s shaking like a leaf.

“Are you okay, Kat? You’re shaking.”

“Just…open it.”

And you do - revealing a beautiful rose gold locket inside. It’s in the shape of a heart, dainty yet big enough to fit a minuscule picture. Before you open it, he stops you by gently touching your hand. He’s trying to hold eye contact with you, but keeps darting between your gaze and the ceiling.

“I’m sorry if this seems outta nowhere, but it’s been eatin’ me alive for years. And if it’s too much, we can forget it ever happened.”

You tilt your head at him in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

Oh. The locket.

Time crawls to a halt as you pry open the locket, peering into the small enclosure to see two things - a picture of the two of you on the left and a small handwritten phrase on the right.

‘I love you. -Kats’

The silence in the apartment is deafening. Bakugo’s vibrating out of his skin while awaiting a semblance of a response to his confession. You’re normally easy to read, but in the moment, he’s struggling to observe how you could be feeling. It’s driving him fucking insane. He starts to feel regret, embarrassment settling in his bones as he bites his lip.

He just ruined everything. The precious friendship you two had - gone. He knew that locket was a stupid idea.

Bakugo’s preparing himself for your rejection. The tears are building and the lump in his throat solidifies. He attempts to keep himself together as he begins to croak out an apology.

“Look, I shoulda—”

“Say it.”

Bewilderment is an understatement as he recoils at your demand. He blinks the stray tears away, all the breath he had being stolen away by your words. He swallows thickly, never thinking he’d get this far in the conversation. He was fully prepared to high tail it outta there, not…stay.

“Wha—”

“Tell me you love me.”

This can’t be real.

Bakugo’s body moves on its own, closing the gap between you two in under the dim light of your entry way. He cradles your jaw, thumbing over the apple of your cheek and studying your eyes as he takes a deep breath. This is the moment he’s been waiting for - the one he’s been yearning over. The opportunity to tell you exactly how he feels, how much you mean to him.

Four words is all he needs.

“I fucking love you.”

You can’t help but laugh, maybe a little too loudly as Bakugo’s cheeks turn strawberry in color.

“It’s about damn time. I love you too.”

His heart pounds, his legs feel like jello, his muscles stiffen. And yet, he powers through it all.

Your lips meet for the first time - the kiss is soft, sweet, careful.

When you part, his vision blurs a bit, overwhelmed by the emotions swelling in his chest. His lips are slightly parted behind heavy breaths, taking in the moment he was so graciously given.

“I didn’t wanna get in your way.”

You laugh. “Then don’t be in my way, come with me.”

God, he was such an idiot. A lovesick fool blinded by his own infatuation to see that his best friend loved him, too.

You hand the locket to Bakugo and spin around while holding up your hair. He tenderly places the chain around your neck and secures the clasp, letting the metal fall to your collarbone.

“I’m all yours, Katsuki.”

You always have been.

thanks to everyone who sent in a message & encouraged me to keep this up. we're all just trying to have a good time together on this site and share our feelings about characters we love. there's no need to talk down or discourage others from expressing themselves.

#katsuki bakugo #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo fluff #bakugou fluff #katsuki bakugou #bakugo x y/n #bakugou x y/n #katsuki x reader #bakugo drabble #bakugo imagine #☆.rei writes

[simpjaes]

how about jealousbf!heeseung who takes you to the empty soundproof vocal rooms and stuffs you full with no mercy after you looked at jay a little too much while they were doing their dance practice

tags: front man heeseung, wannabe groupie reader, he's not her bf !! non idol au, they're just in a band !!

wc: 1k

looking at jay was never an issue until heeseung was looking at you.

who would blame you though? it's not your fault Sunghoon always brought you to band practices. it's not your fault that Heeseung never really paid attention to you before they managed to finesse their way onto a label.

then again, it's not like you knew that Heeseung was always looking. You always seemed to share a gaze between him and everyone else too, so it wasn't really a competitive thing until he noticed you consistently looking at jay more and more.

Hah, always the fucking guitar players too. What do they have that he doesn't? Aside from skilled fingers?

Arguably, Heeseung's fingers are quite skilled too. Just because he's the front man doesn't mean he can't fuck like a guitarist.

So, well, it all really started when you didn't show up. It's rare that you don't, honestly, and all the members seem to miss you when you're not there but man.

Jay sure is a fucking asshole.

"I think she wants me." He joked that one day, nudging Sunghoon and watching them both nod in confirmation that yeah, it's probably true.

"I could take her into one of the soundproof rooms, none of you would even know." he said on that same day, giving Heeseung the idea to do it first.

After all, it's not like he hasn't seen you disappear into sticky bathrooms or dingy band van's at several small town shows with other bands and their members. Why would he be any different? Why would Jay be any different?

Exactly. You're a wannabe groupie and Heeseung is far too willing to feed into your fantasy of fucking a rock star now rather than later.

Jay likes the chase. Heeseung likes the hunt.

And so, that next "practice?" Of course you showed up. Bright eyes, slutty outfit, doe eyes blinking in awe at a bunch of guys who haven't even debuted past a burned CD with shit sound quality? Heeseung approaches you.

Being the front man and all, it's not hard to get you alone as the members take their time doing their own work on the new song. Heeseung's vocals were all finished, and Jay was too wrapped up in his guitar solo recording to notice you eye fucking him again.

"Welcome back, we missed you last time." Heeseung starts in a sweet voice, opening his arms out for a hug.

You kind of quirk your brow at him because, well, you've known the dude for like two years by this point but never has he done more than an awkward side hug while covered in sweat and the scent of musk and alcohol after a show or a hard practice session.

"Oh?" You question, surprised by the grip he holds on you.

"Wanna come with me somewhere?" He asks again, even though the question felt more like a demand in the way he immediately starts dragging you away from the recording studio and into the hallway.

You don't really say much, being more of a go-with-the-flow person than anything. You just shrug, following him into what you obviously know is one of the sound proof rooms they've used previously to practice the noise music.

Working out the kinks of a song doesn't always sound so good, yknow? Nobody really wants to hear that shit til it's ready either.

And it's not like you're stupid or anything. You know what this is, when he steps inside and closes the door behind you. In fact, you're entirely down for it despite not really knowing why the band's front man suddenly wants to be alone with you.

"Hah," Heeseung smirks, watching you already start to slip your shirt off. "I knew it."

You just kind of look at him.

"Well, what else would I expect after being dragged in here?" You ask, pausing your movements and allowing your shirt to fall back into place against your waist.

"I don't know?" He laughs back, rolling his eyes at you briefly before boxing you up against the wall. "Jay?"

You smirk.

"Honestly? Yeah. We've been eye fucking each other for ages." You laugh, brushing Jay off entirely. "Didn't expect you to be the one to come after me."

"Well, if you would have stopped staring at his fingers for thirty seconds maybe you would have noticed it."

"What can I say? He moves fast."

"And you think I would? You've seen what I can do with my tongue, right?"

You pause, noting all those instances during shows where he definitely treated his tongue like some sort of mating ritual. Licking up his microphone, flicking it between his fingers, even going as far as flattening it at multiple city girls that seemed to want a bad boy for the night.

"Don't think I have, actually." You roll your eyes playfully, blinking at him innocently. "Care to elaborate?"

Man, he elaborated.

Without another word, actually. Which was a bit of a shock to you, considering he likes to rasp those vocals all night through song and shrieks. Ah, the sounds are so much different vibrating when his tongue is buried into you, moving faster than you'd have expected.

What's worse? You never really noticed how pretty his vocals could sound until he was muttering out words of degradation towards you. He went in raw, explaining that it's his right. That he should be the first to feel your pussy squeeze him dry. Whispers questions of how many other men have been in you like this. Asking if you've always been this breathless for them. Asking why you're not screaming loud enough for Jay to hear, even through the soundproof room.

In reality, your throat is dry from allowing yourself to be loud for him. Rasping and panting confirmations of his filthy words, only to feel him plunge into you harder, harder, harder. Like a mantra of a song he only wishes he could write.

The proof of having you before Jay could, the proof of fucking you better than anyone else could.

By the end of it all, to Heeseung? Doesn't really matter if every other member of his band has a turn with you know. He's only gonna ask what his dick tastes like. He's only gonna ask if they fucked you cross eyed too. Because he knows the answer will be no.

Why?

Because you keep coming back for more. Up until Jay takes note, mentioning a month later to Sunghoon, right there in front of everyone,

"What's gotten into her? She practically ignores me."

And of course Heeseung smirked, giving him the answer he probably didn't want to hear.

"Me."

#heeseung smut #enha smut #enhypen smut #ask #anon #hardthots

[ryker-writes]

damn that leech sibling post really made me wanna make them sad, so can i request a scenario where reader starts ghosting them? basically just dodging them and their attempts at conversation, and one day the leech twins hear reader trash talking them. perfectly okay if you can’t!

I'm actually glad I get to do another part to the Leech twins one. This branches off from the original post

For those who didn't see the original leech twins sibling angst, you can find it here

Request rules and Masterlists

Leech Twins as siblings (Broken relationship: No forgiveness ending)

the two of them were spending an awful lot of time around you today and insisting on doing whatever you wanted to do

there wasn't any teasing or insults either

it was very...suspicious

you knew of Azul's magic with making contract and how clever they were at luring people in

so you were a little concerned that they wanted you to sign a contract

deciding not to dance around it you asked

"Are you guys trying to get me to sign a contract or something?"

Floyd was very blunt with his response

"Eh? What would we even need from you? You already work for Azul"

Jade was more polite

"We simply wanted to spend some time with you is all."

he smiled, but it wasn't his menacing one

it was a more genuine smile

they genuinely wanted to spend more time with you

but it was far too late for that

after years and years of being cast aside by the entire family and being called the boring little sibling by everyone was already enough

but then they had you working yourself nearly to the point of passing out every other day, all while they continued to make fun of you

and after all of that, they wanted to try and spend time with you now?

you're too tired to deal with this

to deal with them

you just can't anymore

so, without a word, you just turned and walked away from them

from then on, you did everything you could to avoid them

for about a week after that, Jade made consistent efforts to try and talk to you

he would often try to create conversation during your shifts at the lounge

usually it was about orders or certain customers

each time, you never responded or even looked at him, and continued working

but he was persistent and kept trying every chance he got

it's because of his persistence, everything that happened, and their presence at all that you decided to quit your job with the lounge

no longer would you see them on a daily basis

that's what you hoped

not to long after that you noticed Floyd "coincidentally" passing you in the halls or needing something from your classroom

and of course, he had to try and talk to you while you were there

you made a point to leave the room or pass right by him whenever you saw him

as soon as you left you could hear him grumble and sigh behind you

you were beyond exhausted of them at this point

each day they tried to talk to you seemed to chip away at your nerves

it didn't take long for you to finally express how over it you were

they finally gave up after hearing you talk to one of your classmates

the classmate mentioned wanted help with some of the tougher homework from class

they thought you were still associated with the twins and the lounge, so they came to you asking if your brothers or Azul would be able to help since they seemed smart

at that, you laughed

"Smart? I wouldn't call them that. If they've convinced you that they're smart, then they've managed to manipulate you just like they do everyone else. Those two can't even tell when someone doesn't want anything to do with them. They're pests that don't go away."

sure it may have seemed mean from an outsiders perspective

but they heard it, and they got the point

after growing up being the outsider, constantly ignored in the family, and deemed the boring sibling, they got a little taste of what you went through

but of course, they would never be able to feel the full extent of pain you went through because of them

they completely stopped trying to talk to you after that and finally, you could be away from them

there wouldn't be any chance of them hurting you again now

#twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst jade #jade leech #twst jade x reader #jade leech x reader #twst floyd #twst floyd x reader #floyd leech x reader

[yokohamapound]

howdy! can we get some hcs for ranpo, chuuya, and akutagawa missing (or forgetting) their s/o’s birthday?

FungusWitch: Hello! My best bish, UnluckyAmulet, has once again graced us with a guest post of delicious headcanons, so I hope you enjoy!

Please check out her AO3! She also writes for Bleach, BNHA, Durarara, Dangan Ronpa, and JJK, among others!

Characters: Edogawa Ranpo, Nakahara Chuuya, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

Contains: NSFW, birthday sex, bondage

Edogawa Ranpo

Of the three, Ranpo is far and away the smartest, in both intellect and emotional intelligence. It's very unlikely you can hide how you feel about him missing your birthday from him - even if you haven't been dating Ranpo for long, if you're his s/o, he knows you. He can read your mood like a 3-D pop-up book. It's disconcerting but also oddly comforting.

It is very unlikely he forgot your birthday - it's more probably that he was doing a job for the Armed Detective Agency and got so wrapped up in it that he temporarily set aside everything else until it was finished. When Ranpo is chasing an interesting case it's nigh on impossible to get him to focus on anything else.

Once his hyperfixation ends, though, he does feel a little guilty. You ARE the s/o to the World's Greatest Detective, after all, so logically that means you ought to be celebrated! He gets right to it, roping in poor hapless Atsushi and other members of the Agency into decorating the office for your birthday. Of course he knows what gift you want (and probably makes Atsushi, Kunikida or someone go out and actually buy it. What? He'd get lost if he had to take the train to the mall!) He still takes credit when you praise him for being so thoughtful.

Ranpo tends to be a little lazy and spoiled, but for you, on your special day, he very nobly puts that aside to spoil you for a change. You wanna go do something fun like visit an amusement park or go to a concert? Great! He'll have Fukuzawa pay for tickets! You want to do something more lowkey, maybe chilling at home cuddling and watching movies with him? Awesome, he'll get popcorn! You wanna go out partying and getting shitfaced? Well…he's not much of a drinker, but he'll still come with to dance with you and hold your hair back when you puke. (He'll make Fukuzawa come pick your drunk ass up.)

And don't forget a long, long night of some truly incredible oral - Ranpo's best asset in the bedroom is that tongue of his, so he's going to go to town on you~

Remember to lavish him with praise over what a great boyfriend he is. He needs the validation, okay?

Nakahara Chuuya

With Chuuya he was probably doing a mission for Mori and simply didn't have time to be there or he did forget. His way of making it up to you is simple - gifts. Chuuya is very wealthy thanks to being a high-ranking Port Mafia agent, so whatever you want is yours. That new Prada bag? Done. You want a spa day with all the works? Already booked. Fanciest resturaunt in town? He can just waltz in and get a table whenever he wants.

This may sound all fine and great, but Chuuya may not immediately notice how you're feeling about him missing your birthday - he'll apologise but in a "Oops, sorry, babe!" kind of way and you'll have to be upfront with him if you're actually upset. Chuuya does have a bit of a bad habit of buying your affection when he's too busy to spend time with you, because he's used to people depending on him and being seen as a provider. If you like gift-giving as a love language then you might not consider this an issue, but he does somewhat use his money to assuage feeling guilty and avoid discussing it because he doesn't like seeing you upset.

Also, Chuuya has no memories of before he was seven years old and I doubt very much he got to celebrate his birthdays much when he was running around Suribachi with the Sheep. Sure, he can afford to go ham for his birthday now, and his subordinates gives him gifts (Koyo always buys him wine), but he might not quite grasp the emotional significance of birthdays. Sit him down and explain to him that you appreciate the gifts, but you want him, YOUR BOYFRIEND to be with you, not a credit card.

To make it up to you, Chuuya will give you a birthday fuck that goes on all night. If you have a position or kink you haven't got around to requesting from Chuuya, now's the time, because he intends to make you feel so good you can barely walk the next day.

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

I'm gonna be honest, Akutagawa is not particularly understanding or sympathetic. At least, not right away.

He grew up in the slums with his kid sister, surviving off scraps and learning to fight from a very young age. Akutagawa likely had no concept of what a 'birthday' even was except just being another year he's managed to survive in the hellhole he was born into. Even now he's an adult and can afford to do whatever he wants to celebrate if he so chooses, he's not a very birthday person. He always buys a gift for Gin and will get something for his superiors as a token of respect (because it's expected of him), and he'll begrudgingly tell Higuchi "happy birthday", but overall he doesn't consider them that important. He does appreciate being given gifts, but doesn't think of them as a necessity.

So if you get upset or angry with him, he's liable to bite back at first. Akutagawa has trouble apologising because he was never apologised to when he was treated poorly, so he's generally not good at owning up to his mistakes. Like Chuuya, you need to explain to him that even if he doesn't place much importance on birthdays, you do and it hurts you that he doesn't seem to care.

That will get to him. For as grumpy and quick to violence as he is, he does care about his s/o greatly and he doesn't want to lose you. He doesn't even know why you love him in the first place, but he isn't willing to throw your whole relationship away over something trivial like this. So, he'll treat you to whatever you want. He's got the money to really spoil you and he doesn't take much time off, so he'll be able to free up his schedule. (Gin will also remind him next time or help him set up a reminder on his phone so he doesn't miss it in future.)

Try not to force him to come clubbing or some other loud, crowded activity. He won't refuse because he feels bad, but he'll ruin the mood by brooding in the corner like a wilting plant and he gets overstimulated and grouchy quite quickly. But he doesn't mind treating you to a posh meal or going on a holiday or something like that.

I hope you don't mind being tied up, because once somebody explains to Akutagawa the concept of birthday sex, he will go find you immediately and use Rashomon to hold you still for hours while he works you over - that's one birthday tradition he doesn't consider frivolous~

#yokohama pound #guest post: UnluckyAmulet #UnluckyAmulet #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd headcanons #bsd imagines #bsd x reader #Edogawa Ranpo #Nakahara Chuuya #Akutagawa Ryuunosuke #Ranpo x Reader #Chuuya x Reader #Akutagawa x Reader

[atarathegreat]

Vacation

Ft: Nahoya Kawata, Souya Kawata

The Kawata twins enjoyed having you around, so much so that they took you with them on vacations and short trips. Anywhere they went, they wanted to be sure that you were a phone call and short drive away. Rarely did they ever have you in a separate building, even going as far as to move you into their home.

Souya sat up in the hotel room, their small vacation to the beach being the perfect chance for them to see you in revealing beachwear and skimpy summer shorts, and looked over at you. Him and Nahoya always shared a bed, never wanting to alert you to what they were thinking, not that it would matter when they finally got to have you. Nahoya had tried to persuade his little brother to go for it with him, to touch you as they both wished to and have you to themselves. Nahoya's flirty personality was enough to hide his wandering eyes, though he hardly tried to be sneaky about his desires for you, and Souya was truly the quieter one about his fantasies.

God, the way he just wanted to grab you while you slept, slip his fingers through the leg of your night shorts and feel you. It made him wonder what your moans sounded like. Would they be high pitched whines or deeper groans of pleasure? Souya growled as he felt his dick harden from the mere thought of you, waking his brother from the light sleep he'd been in. Nahoya knew what you felt like. The louder twin had shut up, for once, and was quiet when you slept, feeling your cunt as you slept even if just to make his imagination that much more vivid. He grinned at Souya, sitting up, "You should just touch her already. She feels amazing."

"I'm not doing that while she sleeps!" Souya hissed, never taking his eyes off you. It was tempting, the way your leg was bent and your shorts teasingly stretched away from your leg, like the fabric was begging to be pushed aside and ignored. "It's...she wouldn't like it!" Souya felt his resolve slipping as Nahoya snickered.

The latter got up from the bed, wanting to taunt his brother, and leaned over your sleeping form, "But what if she did? Hm? What if she wants us as much as we want her?"

He watched his brothers hand slide up your thigh, nearly drooling over the way your flesh gave way for Nahoya's touch. Nahoya chuckled as he felt your bottom, "She's not wearing panties." You shifted slightly in your sleep as Nahoya's warm hand cupped your ass cheek. "Come on, little bro, her skin is so soft! And she's wet!" Nahoya smirked, dipping his fingers through your folds, "Don't you wanna know what she tastes like?"

No one knew how to provoke Souya like his brother, and it was working too well. The blue haired male whimpered as Nahoya pulled his hand back, fingers glistening as he licked your juices from them. "Well?" Nahoya teased, waving his hands, "She's pretty open!"

He didn't want to give in to his lust, but your soft whine as Nahoya returned his fingers to your core, probably dipping into the sweet hole that Souya had dreamed about. "You shouldn't..." His voice was hoarse as he weakly reprimanded his brother. Nahoya pulled his hand back out, his own cock hardening as he tasted you again, "I think I might just have her all to myself if you don't hurry."

Truthfully, Nahoya wouldn't do anything to you without his brother, they'd made a deal that they'd share you when they were younger. Neither of them found it weird that after all these years the twins still had a deep rooted desire for you, they saw it more of a sign that you belonged to them and no one else. Nahoya had scared off countless men from you, bordering what he called 'slightly obsessive,' so he was confident that no one else had buried themselves within your hold. You were only for the twins after all, not for anyone else.

Souya quickly crawled from the other bed and kneeled on the floor next to your bed, not calling his brothers bluff. A proud smile split Nahoya's face as his baby brother finally touched your thigh. "She's warm..." Souya whispered as his hand crept higher, "I shouldn't..."

"I think we should." Nahoya curled his fingers around the hem of your shorts, gently wiggling them down, "We can wake her up nice and sweet, but you'd have to do that."

Everyone knew that out of the brothers, Souya was the softer twin. He was careful when he did anything, helping anyone that needed it, and yet, he wanted to ruin you. He wanted to get you so stupid you were clinging to him and drooling, your pretty eyes staring up at him as he made you fall apart more times than you could handle. He couldn't help but inch closer as you groaned because of Nahoya pulling on your shorts. As much as he wanted to respect you and your body, Souya caved almost as quickly as Nahoya dropped your clothes.

"M'sorry, princess..." Souya kissed your head and got up to replace Nahoya between your legs. Blue eyes were trained on your exposed body and he let out a shaky breath as he rolled you over, not wanting you to wake up just yet. He wanted to taste you, to watch those beautiful eyes flutter open and go wide as you realized what he was doing to you. Nahoya was right, as always, she was wet. But what his brother failed to mention was just how heavenly you tasted, or maybe Souya was getting a better taste as it wasn't coming from his fingers.

Both twins watched you intently as Souya swirled his tongue around your clit, lapping at any juices he could. The man had to grip your thighs to keep himself from going too far too fast, and the way your eyebrows scrunched together wasn't helping his aching crotch. Nahoya had no such problems, when you started to whine and squirm he grabbed himself, groaning as he jerked off over you. "Fuck...Souya, I can't wait like you can." Nahoya hissed, fisting himself slowly.

Souya nodded and leaned back, licking his lips and tugging his own pants and boxers to rest under his balls. For once, they were both pleased that they'd had lewd talks about it before, each twin taking their place carefully. Souya helped lift you, helping Nahoya settle beneath you. Souya pressed his tip into your folds, his breath hitching when he felt you, "Sh-shit...I'm not even in and she feels perfect..."

"Then stop fucking around." Nahoya whispered, reaching down and pushing himself through your lips. Souya pressed his cock to your hole, reaching a finger or two down to help guide his brother in. "Oh, fuck." They both gasped as they popped into your hold. A softer gasp came from you, your eyes fluttering open as the twins stretched you out.

"Shh, shh..." Souya cooed, brushing his thumb along your cheek, "We've got you, okay?" Nahoya couldn't take the wait and started thrusting upwards into you, making you and Souya whine. Both males started to move into you, stretching you beyond what you were ever ready for. They were glad to see that you weren't fighting them, but reaching for them. One of your hands reaching back into Nahoya's ratty hair, the other reaching up for Souya, who locked his fingers with yours.

One of Nahoya's hands came around and groped at your tit, squeezing tightly as he sped up, "You feel so fucking good, you know that?"

Your whimpers pushed them both faster, their only goal was to make you an absolute mess between them. "Good girl, we've got you." Souya leaned down to take your neglected nipple between his lips, flicking his tongue across it to make you whine for him again. Between his soft words and Nahoya's harsher actions, you were getting slapped with pleasure no matter where you turned, like an old bookwheel.

"I'm not gonna last..." Nahoya gripped your middle, slamming up into you in an almost painful way, forcing Souya's cock to press against a particularly sensitive spot. "None of us are." Souya panted, "I can see it in her eyes." He held your chin, making you look at him. Souya smiled at his brother, baby blue hues meeting peachy pink over your shoulder, "She's too cute like this."

Nahoya laughed, his brows knitting together as he got closer to his end. Souya reached between them, gently pressing his thumb to your clit as he thrust deeper. Him and his brother groaned loudly as you clenched around them, whining that you were going to cum. But that's exactly what they needed to push themselves further, cocks throbbing as they both came, coating your warm walls in their combined release. Nahoya pulled free, panting as Souya rode out his high and pushed you over the edge. Souya pulled you up into a hug, freeing Nahoya from the bed while never pulling out of you.

"Are you okay, princess?" Souya kissed your cheeks, rubbing his thumb between your shoulder blades. You nodded, a small "mhm." being the only indication that you still had any wits about you. Souya didn't mind, it just meant that he'd get to ruin you for real the next time.

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[venusbby]

the best

🍂 characters/pairings: isagi yoichi x reader

🍂 warnings: fluff. i painted my own nails a few days ago and it was a disaster so now i have this idea. just a drop of suggestive it's almost non existent. isagi calls reader "my girl" once, she/her pronouns used. not proofread. lmk if there's anything else.

🍁 summary: having trouble painting your nails? don't worry. your boyfriend has pretty steady hands. (both pretty, and steady)

"god," you groaned, leaning back in your chair. "i can't do this shit anymore."

"what," isagi asked, taking your annoyed whine as a sign to set his phone aside and pad over to where you sat near your work table. "is everything okay?"

you huffed, looking up at your boyfriend who leaned over the desk by using his arm for support. he took in the sight of the several small glass bottles in front of you, and then your nails. you'd only painted your index finger until now. "i spent over 20 minutes trying to decide what colour i should go for, and when i finally do decide— it turns out my hands don't want to work with me! they're so damn shaky."

he ignored the quirk in his lips, finding your little pout amusing.

"then let me help," he said sincerely.

"but i don't want to bother you." you replied with the same sincere tone, despite the hopeful glint in your eyes and the guilty smile on your face.

"you're not bothering me," he rolled his eyes, pinching your cheek. "let me help— my hands are pretty good."

you raised your eyebrows once he said that. he shrugged innocently, as if to say 'what? you know i'm right.'

"but there's only one chair. how are you going to paint my nails while you're standing?" you sighed, sliding the mess aside to get up from your seat, seeming to give up.

and just after that, he settled down in your chair, an expectant look on his face.

"c'mere."

you blinked.

"yoichi—"

"baby, just get your ass over here. stop thinking so much." he groaned, now getting impatient. volunteering to do such a task was already making him a bit nervous. he didn't want to mess up your nails, even if he was confident in his steady hands.

but you stood where you were, hands crossed over your chest. "it's not gonna be easy to paint my nails when i'm sitting on your lap."

isagi bit his lip and quickly reached out with both of his arms to grab you and pull you towards him, earning from you a short scream as you finally dropped down in the chair. he grinned without any sign of guilt on his face. "you're so not fun, y/n. let's try it out at least."

you shook your head with a growing smile, getting more comfortable and turning your legs a little to the right so you could give him more space to work on your nails with just one hand— since his other one was supporting your back. "good luck."

he hummed, eyes trailing over the variety of colors which stood on your table. "which one was it?"

you pointed towards the one you had previously been struggling to apply on your right hand's index.

he whistled lowly, "that's a cute color."

as you held the bottle for him and he uncrewed the tall lid, you couldn't help but giggle. "you really don't give up on something when you decide to do it, huh?"

isagi nodded once. "and i wanna make my girl happy. if she wants her nails done, 'm gonna get them done." he said.

you figured it was a good time to gently grab his chin and bring his face closer to leave a grateful kiss on his lips. he accepted it without a word.

"i love you, and you're the best."

"i know, and i love you more." he responded softly. then his other hand curved tighter around you, holding you still. his voice was lower this time. "now stop moving so much. trying to focus here."

you pursed your lips, suddenly feeling the heat travelling up to your face. "yeah— sorry."

🍄 taglist: @hyomagiri @yoimyas @beanxiv <333

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[oboy-me]

NSFW prompt for ur consideration: The Demon Brothers' first time with a he/him transmasc!MC? You can pick which brothers you wanna do if u don't feel like writing all of em!

Ooooh what a fantastic request, and the first saucy prompt for the blog! This will presume the MC's had his top surgery but hasn't gotten around to the bottom surgery yet (either due to just time, money, or maybe has been looking around in the Devildom now instead of the human realm for a good way to do it, etc..)

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▸▸ You have him all riled up, either by accident or on purpose; either way it happened, you find his hunger to consume your love growing more and more needy until it comes time to remove the clothing barring his eyes from beholding you in your purest form. Your hesitation speaks volumes and his heels cool a bit to see what's bothering you, to make sure you're comfortable above all else.

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Lucifer already had a suspicion what this was about. He's read your file, gathered information on you; he knew you hadn't yet fully transitioned in the physical sense. So when your hand grabs his wrist lightly to stop him from undoing your shirt buttons, he immediately had a clue what was happening. He ceased what he was doing and leaned in to press a loving kiss to your forehead. "Are you concerned with what I will think? That it is your first time in such an intimate situation, with a body you have not quite come to terms with yet?" he'd mutter into your ear; though his tone had kept that silky smooth flit that made your spine shudder in anticipation, you could also hear the soft consideration behind it echoing his desire to make you more comfortable. You nod a little, and he just smirked in response at first.

"Do you really believe I would judge such a good boy on frivolous details?" His playful-yet-genuine words made your heart skip a beat. How did he always seem to know just what to say? "When I fell in love with you, I fell in love with you for more than just your body — it was your spirit, your heart that drew me in first. How it is presented to me matters very little beyond presenting me another way to please you." Another kiss of his graced your temple then, and you could feel how those lips were pulled in to a smile.

"I won't rush you, however. I know plenty of ways to bring you to your climax without moving a single inch of clothing aside... So tonight I'll treat you to something special, and if you're an obedient boy, I may even let you take in a rare sight indeed... Make sure I can hear you, or I might just punish you instead..."

Mammon initially gets a bit flustered when you grabbed for his hand — he thought maybe he'd been a bit too eager and crossed over into aggressiveness when he practically tore the bottom of your shirt out from under your belt. It takes a lot of stuttered words to convince him it's not anything to do with him, you're just nervous about how you look to him, on top of it being your first time ever having sex like this. There's a moment of short-circuiting from Mammon who just looks at you dumbfounded and you're nearly certain you already messed it up, until...

"Wha? My absolutely handsome human, lookin' bad? Tch! As if! Did'ja forget I got an eye for sexiness? That's right! And The Great Mammon ain't gonna let anythin' but the sexiest hang off his arm, so you best believe I'm madly in love with ya inside and out!" Him calling you handsome and sexy made sure it was your turn to get flustered, and he made sure to move and gentle straddle over your belly while you were still trying to process what he'd just said. The way he leaned back gave you an absolute mouthwatering eyeful of his toned body, and following it up showed his lopsided grin flashing his fangs down at you.

"No need 'ta rush, right? We'll just work ya up until you're feelin' ready, so instead of focusin' on any of that right now, why don't we see how good that sweet little mouth of yours is? You've always got a way with your words, so why don't'ya show me how you work that tongue in other ways if you want? Or I can just put on a private modelin' show for your eyes only — the thought of havin' my handsome boyfriend starin' me down like that's already gettin' me all sorts of riled up...

Leviathan ended up riled up after a fair bit of teasing him and once there was a mutual approval to let things get much more intimate past the touches and kisses he was the first one mostly out of his clothes. He only stopped when he realized you probably shouldn't just be left in yours too and had thought to try a slick move he watched in a hentai "educational anime series" by letting the tip of his tail slither up your back and around your neck, exploring down in to your shirt. He only got to the tips of your collarbone before you yelped for him to wait, and to say he looked guilty would be an understatement.

Poor Levi's immediately apologizing, swearing up and down he's just some filthy pervert of an otaku for ever trying to make the first move, and it takes a moment to calm him down and reassure the demon that it's not him at all, it's about the fact it's your first time and how you feel about your own body. Cue a few more moments before something dings in his head and he turns to go find a box that had been hidden in a rather inconspicuous spot — and from that box you see a flash of what looked like a very specific belt-like accessory, meant to hold a very familiar toy. His face is beet red as he seems unable to show the strap-on in full, but he seemed rather excited for the prospect.

"Th-That-- That's totally fine! I... I went out and watched some anime that h-had some protagonists like you, uhm... a-and I... I ord- ordered some stuff in advance... I figured y-y-you'd be worried... bu-but I promise I'll like it! I even tried it out on myself first! ... I-I mean, gah! I'm no-not f-f-forcing you to do this to me though okay?! I just... uhm... I'm really t-turned on by the thought of being topped by my hot human boyfriend, no matter how we do it!!"

Satan already had been teasing you with being relatively hands-off, utilizing his words and ghosting touches to get you hot and bothered; the way he muttered near your ear and let his breath wash down across your neck was but a small part of the myriad of ways he worked you up without ever letting a finger lay upon your body. You thought he'd be content with this alone but when you found one of his hands nearing your shirt you asked him to pause for a moment. You felt the need to tell him it was your first time, and on top of that you were unsure what he would think of how you looked. The way he paused to think made you nervous that you might have spoken out of line, but the smile he wore said differently.

"I've been alive for a couple centuries now and have seen a lot of things; if you think I will mind that your body does or doesn't have certain traits, then let me remind you..." You yelp softly when you feel his fingers trace the underside of your jaw, gasping when he finally graced the side of your neck with his lips. It was surprisingly sensual, thoughtful, careful; his free hand had grasped at your thigh only to then drag upwards with a light curl to his digits to pull the fabric of your clothing with them.

"I love you, Y/N. Everything about you, even as you are now, even as you will be in the future. Even if you don't trust yourself... trust in my words, in my touch, in my love. I could write a book a day for centuries filled to the brim with words of affection and adoration for you, and that still would only be but a droplet in the ocean that has welled up in my heart. You will always be the handsome human I am honored to call mine."

Asmodeus is no stranger to affairs of the body, both the good and the bad. Even when you got him all hot and bothered and ready to pounce on you, he could tell you were nervous by the way you hesitated at times. That cat-like grin remained on his lips as he crawled over top of you, letting his honey-pink eyes watch yours closely — but not to induce any magic upon you. You could tell he gazed at you sincerely, sweetly, wanting no question of his feelings to remain as he adjusted on his elbows to let his hands cradle the sides of your face with dancing fingertips.

"Oh hon, I know that look so well," he cooed quietly, his perfectly painted lips pulled in to his prettiest, most genuine smile. "That's the look of a young man who's still unsure of himself, isn't it? You know, I had that very same look once upon a time." Surely he must have seen the shock on your face because he'd follow that up with a giggling laugh. "Surprised? It's not just humans that often feel wrong in their bodies! We demons just have a much easier time making the changes we want. That's why I totally get it, my absolutely gorgeous boy. ♥ "

"I would never offer my body to just any old someone, Y/N~ That someone's gotta be drop-dead gorgeous, in a league anywhere near me, and I can confidently say that you're just that! In fact... You're the only person I've ever wanted to chase that wasn't just myself. If you were scared of how you looked... You've got my mark of approval — and I'll put that mark right in the most scandalous places, just for you...~ ♥♥♥ "

Beelzebub, despite being someone who seems unconcerned with most details not related to food, always takes your comfort very, very seriously. So seriously in fact that even when you were pulled up to straddle his chest as you both made out, he could see you weren't daring to put your full weight down and immediately stopped what you both were doing. He started to ask you if you were hurt, if he'd somehow pulled your legs too hard; it took a few tries of guessing before you finally blurted out that you're both a virgin and nervous about what he'd think of your appearance.

You can see the head empty stare he's got. "But... why does that matter?" He asked it sincerely, but realized he worded it poorly so he tried again. "What I mean is... would I be here showering you with love if I didn't like how you looked, or thought any less of you for this being your first time? If anything... I'm even more excited than ever. It's really special for humans to have their first time, right? So the fact you chose me... It makes me feel really good." Every inch of your body flushed hot as he picked you up effortlessly and sat you down on the bed next to him, his sweet eyes focused on you from below.

"But we don't have to rush at all. Like a gourmet dish, you've gotta go slow and savor it to really enjoy it. As much as I just want to drink up all your love, it wont taste the same if I sour it from pushing you. So we'll go at your own pace. Are you still up for anything? If you are, just let me know what you're comfortable with. If not, that's okay; we can go grab some dinner together instead."

Belphegor couldn't care less, but this meant that he didn't really look at you in any binary sense; even as you shared your transitional journey with him, he stayed supportive of you, unbothered by the changes because all he was looking at was you. Not a constantly-changing body, not some arbitrary label, but you as a whole. This couldn't be any more obvious than it was as you two lay intwined in bed, Belphegor leaving sloppy kisses down your jaw and neck, his hands bold as they groped at your posterior enough to arc in to his body. You only barely muttered out a plea to wait a moment, which he gave to hear you out. When you told him what bothered you, he threw you a quizzical look.

"Y/N, you're so caught up in what others think of you," he remarked earnestly as he trailed his finger up and down your spine. "But how do you feel? Not "what do I think Belphie wants to hear," but "what is my heart telling me?" Then listen to that voice." Belphegor always had a way of stunning you silent, and he could tell he had a profound effect on you. His lips would graze the outside of your ear, the trail left in its wake warm for a few moments before it felt like an icy chill across your hot skin.

"Besides. You shouldn't be thinking about anyone but me. You belong to me, and you know I'll always love you no matter what happens... Even if you changed your body little bits at a time every day for the rest of your life, all that would mean is I get new things to love about you. So come a little closer... Let me indulge you in how good I can make you feel, and let me show you just how much I've fallen for you..."

WHEW goodness, more suggestive than outright NSFW mostly, but I hope you like it regardless anon! As a confession, despite being transmasc myself I've never actually sat down and written proper transmasc smut, so that's part of why I was a bit shy on the more sexual nature of things. But still, I do hope I did alright! if you need me to go back and do another take please let me know! 💖

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[spacexseven]

ALSO since you are a lover of The Chuuya ill do some pathetic subordinate au chuuya stuff too! I'll try to make this one shorter since the dazai one is such a monster.

I think hed kinda do the opposite thing that dazai does- not that he doesnt kiss your ass a LITTLE, he’ll definitely send a bunch of gifts to your house and rush to complete some of your work for you and write you love poems (that he never sends, too embarrassed. probably for the best. his prose tends to go from Suprisingly Sweet to Incredibly Creepy really fast.), but unlike dazai hes pretty attached to his reputation and thus doesn't wanna burn it away by sobbing for you until you finally cave and come hold him, as much as he might like to. to keep up his street cred while still getting you to trust him, he'll have to be more subtle. (he's not subtle at all everyone knows)

I could see his MO being to just kinda. put himself in your space as much as possible. surely, if he just hangs around you and doesnt insult you or anything like that you'll eventually realize hes not that bad? he'll even come and help you with your work, see! nice guy, really! please forget all the shit he used to say to you and that time he choke slammed you into a wall he won't do it again!

he finds himself really wanting to be useful to you. he was a pretty shitty superior, he'll admit that, but there has to be a way to make it up to you! if there's something you want, he'll get it for you. a task that needs doing, he'll complete it. a nuisance that needs to be dealt with, hes your guy. very easy for him to go to the traditional Ill Kill For You yan route here, anyone whose bad to you will know his WRATH. abusive relative? not anymore! cheating ex? bye bye! some fuck harassing you? gone! anyone who hurts his angel has to die, hes put you through enough already as it is.

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i love your wonderful brain my friend :>

cw: yandere themes, stalking, implied breaking in + murder

compared to dazai, chuuya's hit by guilt faster, and harder. it takes a great toll on him, but he abhors the idea of anyone knowing that he was feeling broken-hearted and remorseful over some lower-ranking member. so unlike dazai's public (and embarrassing) pleads for forgiveness and lovesickness, chuuya's far more...silent about it. sure, he makes sure you're receiving his gifts, lightens your workload, and watches out for you, even deciding to avenge you in many instances. he's aware of and has long accepted the fact that he will never be recognized for his efforts, never be thanked for his help and he definitely isn't going to win your favor with anything he does, but how can he leave you alone?

of course, everyone else knows. there's whispers amongst the members of black lizard that executive chuuya nakahara personally takes care of anyone who dares utter a single negative word about you, koyou has to deal with chuuya's numerous requests for advice, and even dazai knows that chuuya's become a lovesick little puppy (naturally, he fails to notice the irony).

it's a regular sight now, to see chuuya bent over and scribbling on a piece of paper, before groaning and ripping it to shreds. anyone who manages to put together the strips is able to see what looks to be multiple lines of poetry, quite eloquently written if not for the extreme emotions being expressed in them.

while he avoids meeting with you directly, chuuya can't help but linger. he waits around the corner from your home, hoping to catch a glimpse of you walking by. he stands by the pavement outside the bar you frequent, cigarette in hand, figuring out a way to bump into you and make it look accidental, hopes you'll stop if only to stare for a moment. at least he's not all in your face and annoying you to no end like someone is, and that should score him a few points, right?

and yes, he yearns to be of some use for you, wants to help you in any way possible so that you don't see him as a nuisance and throw him aside forever. and if helping you meant staying behind you and cleaning up, if helping meant exacting revenge in your name, or even if it meant staying out of your way, he'll do it without complaint.

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[worldsokayestmagicalgirl]

The first batch of pictures for Amoré's character journal are here! Also I have been so super sick that I've literally had nothing to do but to work on this for like almost 2 weeks so...

The cover to cover tour officially starts here. All I can say about the front & back is that I lament my lack of experience with my Cricut when I made these decals. I only had 2 "fun" colors to work with at the time & I was still getting comfortable drawing in Procreate, so my silhouette art leaves a lot to be desired compared to some stuff I've made recently. I also found it's incredibly easy to burn this leather book.

But she's volume one, everything with her is a learning experience, & I realized as much as it helps to have a mini heat press for tight corners & small spaces, the cloth barrier they suggest you use between the vinyl & the iron tends to make things harder to press on this scale. So instead I gotta quickly tap straight on the transfer film & hope I don't burn anything around it :(´◦ω◦｀):ﾟﾟ

So at the risk of thoroughly exposing my inner theater kid, Amoré set the precedent with how I went forward creating campaign characters. I started off collecting 5 songs to make a mini story arc (almost like a show choir set list 🙃) that helps me figure out an outline for the kind of story I wanna give them.

Somehow Amoré ended up with a truly horrendous blend of rock & theatre. Absolutely incredibe. No wonder she's always such a dramatic bitch.

It was a lot easier to go in & add little decals around these lyrics. I'm definitely cursed with the Too Much™ gene, but I enjoy the little pops of color they give ✨ plus it justifies me hoarding all these vinyl scraps printing stuff this small lol.

Stat sheet!

In all honesty, as my first character I had no fucking clue what I was doing when I placed these & if I could go back & change one thing I'd probably swap her Intelligence & her Wisdom. She’s definitely more people smart than book smart.

But everything else is...very accurate. She has all the upper body strength of a chicken nugget. Plus on top of the (already) negative I traded disadvantage on everything DEX for magic crystal shoes that can be periodically harvested. Just a way for her to carry around the family fortune without actually having to return to the vault✨

For something that started so average, her CON became a monster & always comes in clutch for her alcohol tolerance. I've played variations of her across a few different one shots & I always manage to roll well for anything alcohol related. The dice do respect a bit 🤣

Spells on the other hand, I floundered with a lot at first because we’re not a combat heavy game, but then I found Chaos Bolt & that was that. It’s essentially Amoré in spell form & I’ve had a ton of fun with it over the years. Also Mage Armor cuz my girl is SO DISTRESSINGLY SQUISHY.

Cantrips were more or less a bit of a toss up. Message was fun for the sheer idea of her using it to talk shit during social events without being caught. But aside from Light serving fun backstory purposes the other 3 are kinda just what looked fun ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ unless you count the idea that she would absolutely delight in zapping handshakes.

From there, I wanted to extend the world map made by our wonderful DM @cappierong into a full scroll. Ya know, for the aesthetic ✨

Our campaign started in Civania, where Amoré's main Estate is. I just wanted a quick mock up to reference, so I edited a preexisting picture I found that checked all the boxes (large, on a plateau, accessible only by bridge) and then absolutely smothered it in flowers.

But anyways... This is primarily where Diana & Amoré grew up together in their decade of backstory ✨

There was probably waaaay to much back & forth trying to keep the continuity between stuff I've already drawn & this big reference. But I think it turned out pretty ok? Not like if I make a mistake anyone will really know lol.

Scaling was also another big issue I had, & I moments where I thought something was too big I just kinda handwaved it away like "ehhhhh she's from a stupid rich family." But now I have a NEED to draw baby Diana & Amoré around like, the statue gardens or something cuz I feel like certain parts of this place are definitely ominous 👀 especially for children...

And lastly we have the back cover & the High Noble political relationship map! I normally have this closer to the front but for layout purposes it'll be here. I kinda feel like I need to do more for the decoration of it but I can’t think of anything else to add at the moment.

Sam if u read that no you didn't.

But now! Other than a family portrait that I've always wanted to draw, I think I'm ready to move onto the art for Season 1 : Arc 2. It's a pretty hefty amount of art in comparison to others, so I gotta get busy. Especially since I think I'm gonna have to draw a few comics *sobs*

If you made it this far, thanks so much for reading! I'm always excited to talk out our little idiots so thanks for indulging me ❀(*´▽`*)❀

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[ronearoundblindly]

you're right, we havent given mr jake jensen a lot of attention lately 😔🫶🏻 can we get an E for him?

We are all on the Jake train now, y'all...

From this dirty ask game, which is appropriately named and thus MINORS DNI.

I feel like I need to say this before we get started--

In regards to the previous discussion of his sexual routine: to be clear, you didn't make Jake cry because of attempting to set time aside for him. He just really didn't like the idea maybe not having already spent time--good time--together or romancing you, etc, that would make you feel the need to schedule things. Things that aren't a specific date out and so forth. He knows he over-reacted. He sees that now. He just had gotten a bit lost in work for a week. Instead of interrupting him then, you set aside some time, and then he kinda lost his shit thinking he'd neglected you or that you thought that...

It's fine. He's fine now. He still hates the idea of scheduling anything but trips though.

E - Extra Info

Jake really, really likes strip poker, but it's pretty obvious he just wants any excuse to be in his boxers. Dude doesn't really like wearing clothes (except he's perfectly fine still having his socks and boots on?? so definitely no foot fetish there). That might be a bit of a thing, actually. If you rock some awesome shoes--be it high heels or platforms or the chunkiest combat boot known to man-- you're not taking them off for sex; you're stuck in those till he's done with you. Period.

The question of if he seduces you back came up in the previous ask, too, and absolutely, yes. He's just...so fucking awkward about using pickup lines and stuff that Jake's seduction is more like...showing his enthusiasm instead of a well thought out plan. He'll take over, he'll take what he wants, but ultimately, he's very sweet about communicating what it is he's excited for.

Like you wearing his bulletproof vest. There's lots of straps he can hold onto. Or his leather gun holster, nothing underneath. That works both ways because he'll wear that for you and nothing else, too.

As we all know, Jake really likes to laugh. He enjoys those moments of levity even--and maybe especially--during sex, so if you do use something on him or make a game of it, it's a big turn on to him that he can be comfortable and goofy and you're still ready to fuck him because goodness knows that's all he wants in the world.

Does Jake have any dark fantasies or desires?

Hmm. Really good question.

I think what I'm getting at is that he is a real tit-for-tat man; if he has any desire to bring it to the bedroom, he's open to whatever it is being done to him. He would never ask you to go through something he wouldn't (degradation, humiliation, roleplay, anal, whatever). If I've said it once, I'll say it again: pure. switch. energy.

He's not the most articulate about these things. He still blushes and chuckles when certain things are brought up, no doubt, but he's just, idk, interested. If you wanna try it, so does he. He'll even research the fuck out of it and buy all the supplies and be ready.

Just. Don't. Schedule. It.

The only organic thing in all of life that Jake gives a fuck about is intimacy. That's gotta be organic or it takes the fun away. He needs the fun. He needs the laughter.

Thank you for asking!

I love him so much.

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

#ro answers #dirty asks #ask game #jake jensen fanfiction #jake jensen x reader #jake jensen smut #jake jensen x you #jake jensen imagine

[writerof-thewoods]

hihihi! if your requests are open, could you please do hades from hercules as a cg with a super sensitive little? thank you so so so much and i hope you have a lovely day!!!! 🩷🩷

Absolutely! I'm sorry this took so long, but I hope you like it!! :D

Caregiver! Hades Headcanons🔥💙 (with a sensitive little <3)

-Protective. Like "won't let you out of his sight for even a minute" protective. It's not to be strict or hard on you, it's because the Underworld isn't safe.

-Honestly, he can be quite...scary at times. Intimidating at times yes, but when he gets mad, he gets mad.

-It's never really at you though. Mainly just the Fates, demons, gods, etc. Really anyone else who lives in the Underworld except for you.

-He tries not to lose his temper as much, especially when you're around. He has his moments sometimes, but he's working on it and reassures you that he's not upset with you.

-Aside from that, he adores having you around. He's not typically one for anything that isn't evil/cynical or associated with mortals, but you're the exception. He finds it fascinating and honestly endearing that you regress, although he'd never admit it.

-He already doesn't have a filter and isn't the most kid friendly. Because of this, he tries to watch what he says and does around you, but it's not easy.

-Despite his cold demeanor, he really does care. Especially when it comes to you and how you're feeling. Someone was mean or just an ass to you, he won't hesitate to smite them. Angry and just not sure how to feel? You can rage all you want, even at him. He encourages it! But, he makes sure you don't do too much that you end up hurting yourself.

-Isn't really strict on rules other than not to go anywhere without him. For obvious reasons. Other than that, most of them are just about taking care of yourself like remembering to drink water.

-So many dad jokes. (Never at your expense, shockingly enough.) They're not always funny, but you laugh nonetheless. He just wants to make you smile.

-Talks to you about everything. He doesn't mind if you don't respond or don't understand, it's just out of habit. (However, he does try other forms of communication when you're overwhelmed or nonverbal.)

-Doesn't really baby-talk at you. He talks to you the same as he would normally, just a lot nicer.

-"Look at that constellation! Do you know which one it is, Sunspot?" "P..pegasus..?" "You are learning! Good job kiddo!"

-Definitely uses his powers to his advantage. If you need a quiet place, want or want to go somewhere special, or if you just want to be with him, he'll do it in a heartbeat.

-Very gentle surprisingly. He knows there's a time and place for everything, so he tries to be softer when he can. Especially when you're going through it.

-"Hey hey...it's okay. There's nothing to be afraid of, I mean, other than myself, but you don't have to be scared of me. I'm here for you, kid. Do you wanna talk about it? Oh Sunspot...I'm sorry. That must've been really hard to deal with on your own, hasn't it?"

-When you want to be alone at night, you have your own bed and plenty of room, so he won't bother you. But most of the time, he falls asleep holding you. Not just for you, but because it comforts him to know you're there. He likes having someone there. Especially when that someone's you.

-As odd of a pair as you might be, an all-ruling god and a little, he wouldn't change it for the world. You make his days brighter and that means more to him than you could know.

#fandom agere #fandom regression #sfw agere #agere headcanons #hercules agere #hades hercules #hades headcanons #disney cg headcanons #disney agere #Caregiver! Hades #my asks #request answered!

[roses-dreams-andthorns]

Could I request something? If requests are still open that is.

It's about the dorm leaders/housewardens falling for a reader who cooks like they came out of food wars.

Ignore this if you wish.

I don't really know Food Wars that well, but I sure can write a story! Hope you enjoy! By the way, Requests are always open! Request whenever you'd like!

Housewardens X Cook!Reader

Riddle

♡ Absolutely in love with anything and everything you cook

♡ the speed at which you produce these meals is outstanding

♡ There's an unbirthday party and Trey is for some reason unavailable? You'll have the food ready and sent to Heartslabyul in seconds

♡ If NRC and RSA had a cooking competition, he'd be there cheering you on

"Reader-san! I need your assistance!"

"What happened? is everything alright, Strawberry?"

"Trey is currently unavailable, and the unbirthday party is tomorrow! I heard you can cook and bake... could you-"

Reader-san already started cooking.

"Yep! Already on it! We got an order of Strawberry tarts and... anything else?"

Riddle smiles at your fast reaction, the minute you heard the words "Trey is unavailable" you knew what was up, and got to work immediately.

"Can I get some of your specialties as well?"

"Sure can, Strawberry! Oh, but be sure to tip your waiter with a kiss when they deliver it!~"

"Oh? and who's the waiter this time?"

"Me, of course! hahaha!"

He always blushes when you make flirty remarks like that, you could never tell on the outside, but they make him so happy on the inside.

Leona

☆ Prepare for a lot of requests

☆ Just make sure it doesn't have vegetables

☆ He wants a steak? He better not see a single sprinkle of lettuce or carrots or anything on it

☆ He may make rude remarks, but really, he loves you so much for your passion.

☆ He ends up requesting your food more than Ruggie's (sorry Ruggie-)

"Hey Herbivore, make me somethin will ya?"

"I suppose I can... What do you want?"

"A rare steak."

"Okay, I can do that."

"There better not be a single vegetable on it!"

"Sure thing, your highness! I hear ya!"

He internally screams when you call him "your highness" and the fact that you serve him like he's king.

Azul

$ He's desperate to hire you as a cook for monstro lounge

$ He believes that your cooking skills will bring more customers and more money

$ but business aside, he loves your cooking, so take it as a compliment

"Reader, darling, why don't you work in monstro lounge? I'm sure the customers would love your food!"

"No thanks, Octolove, I perfer to cook as a hobby, not as a job, thanks though."

Azul sighs, he blushes.

"Will you at least still cook for me?"

"Of course, Octolove, I'll always cook for you."

Kalim

☆ He loves you

☆ He loves your talent

☆ He loves you for your everything.

☆ And he isn't afraid to yell it out loud for the world to hear

"Reader!"

"Oh, hello Sunnyside! How can I help you?"

"We're having a party next week! I was wondering if you could... make some of your specialties! I don't wanna overwork Jamil anymore..."

"Of course I can, Sunnyside! Anything for my little Sunnyside-up eggie!"

"Yay! Thank you!"

He loves the nickname you gave him, it makes him so happy whenever you call him by it.

Vil

◇ He's quite impressed

◇ not just by your cooking, but how beautiful you look while doing so.

◇ you have perfect posture, a cute outfit and pretty makeup, thats very neat

◇ you somehow make your dishes look fancy too, so bonus points

"This looks quite exquisite, Reader... how do you organize the plate so neatly?"

"uh... I actually kinda just throw the stuff on the plate..."

"But then how is it so... pretty looking?"

"Because I'm used to doing things fast, I used to compete in cooking competitions, so..."

"Goodness... You belong on a cooking magazine... and a beauty magazine..."

He loves complimenting you, and your cooking, and your makeup... and a lot of other things.

Idia

☆ Omg you're like the anime character

☆ he probably watches Food Wars so...

☆ other than that, he adores your food

☆ swallows it whole

☆ usually gets Ortho to ask you to make some because he's too shy

"Big Sibling Reader-san, Idia wants to know if you can make him some of your food!"

"Oh? Well of course I can make him some!"

"Okay! I'll go tell him, uhm... when will it be ready?"

"In a few minutes! I'll bring it to him."

Malleus

♡ He's always so happy when you make him something

♡ If you could, make him home-made Ice cream, he'll love you for eternity

♡ anything made by you is his favorite, he especially loves your home-made stuff

"Mal-Mal! I made you something!"

"You did? Whatever could it be?"

"Lilia-san told me that you really liked all the food I make, so I made you a whole bunch of stuff! Just... make sure you eat it before it goes bad, kay?"

"Alright, thank you, Child of man."

He eats it all like its his last day on earth, thats how much he loves it. He will probably also like it if you leave a little note in a bento that says like "I love you!" or something cute!

#twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #kalim al asim x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia x reader

[ajaxslibrary]

Foolish One - Gojo Satoru x Reader

a/n: this little piece popped into my head listening to Taylor Swift, and each bit is themed after the lyric that prefaces it

-

My cards are on the table, yours are in your hand

I've long given up hiding my affections for Satoru. Most people don't recognise my reactions and the ones that do won't be fooled by my faking. So, I give up.

I cut my eyes from my book to him when he walks in the room. I tilt my head when he speaks. I set aside what I'm working on when he tries for my attention.

Satoru though treats me the same as everyone else. Carefully guarded, a jokester, a tease.

Chances are tonight you've already got plans, and chances are I will talk myself to sleep again

Of course, Satoru is going out drinking with some of our co-workers. I should've known.

It's okay. At least I have my own company. That's all I'll ever truly need. Bound to always have only my own words, thoughts, and company. I've gotten used to it.

I'm okay on my own.

That's what I tell myself at least.

You give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high

"(y/n)-san! Oi~! Wanna try this mochi? I got it from the new place in Shibuya!" Satoru jogs to catch up with me on my walk to the train station. "It's matcha with red bean filling."

"I- yeah, sure. I like mochi."

An understatement. Mochi is my favourite sweet. Satoru knows that. He never offers me anything else. Unless he takes me to ramen for a meeting.

He holds out a piece of mochi for me and I take it tentatively. I love mochi, I love red bean paste, but... I don't like matcha. I take a small bite.

"This isn't matcha."

"Is it not?"

I can tell from the small smirk that Satoru already knew. It was just sweet red bean mochi, my favourite, dyed a matcha green.

I can't help the way my heart starts to beat a little faster in my chest.

"Is it good? Is it good? I haven't tried it yet, does it have the mochi master seal of approval?"

I feel heat rise to my cheeks at the thought he wanted to know what I thought of the mochi before trying it himself.

"It's good. The last place was better, but this is really good."

"Score! Thanks, (y/n)-san!"

And the voices say "You are not the exception, you will never learn your lesson"

A little box is waiting on my desk. Tied up with a pretty bow, the tag of my favourite sweet shop on one of the tails. My heart starts pounding when I hear my phone go off with Satoru's text tone.

'You like your present?'

A giddy smile crosses my lips and I race to open the box. Three red bean mochi and three sesame mochi. He knows me too well.

I whip out my phone and type up a quick response, thanking God that the racing of my heart and the happiness overflowing from it can't carry over text.

'Yeah, thanks'

I know he doesn't love me the way I want him to. He's the strongest, surely he's above love.

But oh, I can hope.

Foolish one stop checkin' your mailbox for confessions of love that ain't never gonna come

It's a dance we do every day. I check my email, half-hoping to see a beautiful, melodramatic, wonderful love confession from Satoru, he swings by my office to say hi, I try to keep my caged heart from escaping through my throat as he smiles at me.

And oh what a smile.

It's a dance we do every day. I've long memorised its steps.

Because every day my half-hopes are disappointed. Every day he says hi and gives me a beautiful smile that makes my heart beat faster. And every day it takes everything in me to not profess my undying love to Gojo Satoru.

Don't know what to call this situation but I know I can't call you mine

I take a deep breath as the weight of Satoru almost presses into me. Contact undoubtedly prevented by infinity. I glance over to look at him and he grins.

"What are you working on?"

Satoru is draped over me, his lips right next to my ear. I'm hyper-aware of him now.

"Um, I'm working on, ah, working on a lesson plan for one of my students."

Satoru shifts as I talk so one arm is dropped down the front of my torso.

"(y/n)-san," I can hear the frown in Satoru's voice when he says my name. "Do you not trust me?"

I do. I trust you with my life. That frightens me.

"I trust you." Completely. Utterly. Wholly. Entirely. I trust you.

"Why did you get so tense the moment you knew I was here?"

I hadn't noticed. But I know why.

"Because if I let go then I will break. I will not be a burden."

He does not need to know how I love him. I know. And that is enough. That must be enough.

'Cause when my head is on your shoulder it starts thinkin' you'll come around

I lean my head onto Satoru's shoulder on the train. Well, almost. He laughs at me.

"Tired?"

I don't give a proper answer, just a quiet mumble. Then I feel a tingly warmth cover my body, and my face makes contact with soft, warm fabric.

"Sleep well."

I think I say thank you. It must have sounded strange, because Satoru chuckles before responding softly.

"You're welcome. Now rest, I can protect us both."

You will learn the hard way instead of just walking out

The dance stops abruptly. Satoru doesn't swing by my office to say hi. And he doesn't smile at me when we pass in the hall.

There's mochi on my desk though. From the new place in Shibuya. I take a tentative bite of one, and it's matcha with red bean filling. Maybe last time was an accident.

I can't stand matcha.

Satoru knows that.

When my phone goes off with his text tone, I glance down, ignoring the warning beats of my heart like an ominous drum.

'I'm sorry'

Oh you haven't written me or called but goodbye's screamin' in the silence

I break as soon as I'm home. I want to scream. I want to cry. I want to vomit. I want to cut my hair off. But more than anything else.

I want to die.

There aren't many things I hate in this world.

I hate matcha. I hate failing. I hate watching a student ignore my teachings. I hate feeling disregarded. I hate when people go back on their word.

But more than anything else, I hate goodbyes without words.

And there are many things I love in this world that cannot love me in return.

I love sweet red bean paste. I love mochi. I love ramen. I love pocky. I love coffee. I love seeing someone progress. I love being protected. I love protecting others.

And more than I love anything else, unfailingly, unswervingly, unconditionally.

I love Gojo Satoru.

#i like sadness #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru angst

[sleepyhead0720]

Hi! Hope ur doing ok

first things first, I read ur rules, and does it mean u don't write for Mihawk or Law at all?

secondly, I'd like to request something angst for Sir crocodile x fem! reader, like his lover dies from a disease or they get separated by the Marines something like that, I'm a sucker for the heavy angst stuff yk🗿

my first time asking so I hope i did right, aaand feel free to ignore if ur not ok w it! Thanks!

Heya! I actually did this already and tried posting it but something went wrong and now I had to rewrite the whole thing:’)

And to answer your question I unfortunately don’t write for either, I don’t really know both of them much and bc of that I don’t know how to write em. Maybe in the future I’ll get to know them more and write for them!

Anyways I’m pretty bad at angst so I apologize if croco here’s a bit OC but aside from that hope you enjoy!:)

(Sorry if it’s bad I suck at angst)

Sir Crocodile x Sick!dying!reader

Crocodile would do anything for you. Heck if he could give you the world he would.

So when he discovered that your life was in the line by a deadly and unknown disease, he tried his best to find a cure.

At first though, he actually didn’t really pay attention to you being sick, he did take care of you but he didn’t really pay much attention to it and figured it would go away soon and you’d be back on your feet soon. But when he got proved wrong, he immediately took action and tried his best to find a cure.

He searched far and wide for one along with Daz but nothing seemed to work. Until he got told that someone else from far away supposedly had a cure he immediately took you with him on the journey

Daz knew how much his boss meant to you and you for him, so he tried his best to help him. He would be lying if he said that he didn’t grow attached to you.

You didn’t know what to do. You didn’t wanna die, not yet atleast. You wanted to help crocodile in every way you could. Si you happily and obediently went with him every where he went to try to find a cure.

You weren’t feeling good at all, it fel like you could pass out any second. But you tried your best to hold on, for him.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough to last long. Hallway through the journey, you fell asleep against crocodiles chest and never woke up.

When crocodile tried to shake you up, his eyes filled with worry once he felt your body losing warmth. He tried everything he knew to try to get you to wake up by some miracle. But even he knew it was too late.

For the next few days, he didn’t eat, didn’t sleep or do anything

He didn’t see the point to.

He didn’t really show it but he loved you with every bone in his body, if he could take every ounce of pain you had ever felt while being sick, he wouldn’t hesitate.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t work like that. Which is why he’s standing infront of your lifeless body with nothing but a broken heart.

You promised to be there when he got revenge on the straw hats. You promised you’d always be there. But yet you weren’t there, only him.

You tried to hang on, you really did, but it was useless.

Daz knew how hurt his boss was after your death. He himself shed a few tears but he knew they had to get back on their feet soon or else they’d end up like you, He knew you wouldn’t want that and the last thing he didn’t want to do was disappoint you. So he tried his best to get crocodile back up on his feet

Not only for themselves, but for you

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Hope you liked it!

If you’d like for me to make a marine version instead of a diseases lmk!

#one piece x you #one piece x y/n #one piece x reader #sir crocodile #one piece #crocodile one piece #sir crocodile one piece #sir crocodile x reader #crocodile x reader

[punsmaster69]

2/OCT/20XX

"Burning things must run in the family! How'd you even do this?"

flowey poked at the burnt mass in the middle of the pan with a fork. it made a clink sound against the metal.

"just lucky, i guess."

"...Wow! You really suck."

"you really like basking in my failure, huh?"

i tossed what was supposed to be a pizza into the trashbin with a 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘱 as it hit the bottom.

cooking isn't exactly my specialty, but papyrus is always saying that food is 'the key to the soul' n whatnot, so i figured it might as well be worth a shot.

..decided i can't just keep avoiding frisk forever 'cuz something a little embarrassing happened.

......more than a little embarrassing.

either way, they might be more willing to hear my explanation if there's food involved.

so, i asked flowey what the kid's favorite food was, and now we're here.

"seems like homemade is off the table."

"Knowing you, they probably expected delivery anyway."

"they have a soda preference?"

"It's root beer. Duh. It's like you don't know them at all-"

"you want anything?"

stopping mid-sentence, flowey seemed a bit taken aback.

"....A- An orange soda-"

"gross."

"Well, what're you getting? It's probably way worse-"

"an orange soda."

"WHY DID YOU CALL IT GROSS IF YOU'RE GONNA GET ONE TOO?!"

"never said i don't like the stuff."

"THAT-"

"just said it was gross."

"you wanna add anything else?"

i offered him my phone, and he took it with a mischievous look on his face.

"I'm gonna add everything."

"ok."

"I'll max out your card in pizza toppings!!"

"ok."

flowey seemed upset by my lackluster response, silently handing my phone back after adding to the order.

"says it'll be here in about fifteen. you wanna put together a puzzle?"

"...What kind?"

"you like dinosaurs? we've got a ton of those."

he lit up at the mention, but played it off.

"If it'll pass the time, I guess a puzzle with, say, a picture of a giant T-Rex, would work. Just to pass the time!"

i lifted his pot barely and inch from the counter before he started screaming at me.

"GET YOUR GREASY MITTS OFF OF ME!! I can do it MYSELF!"

i watched as he used two vines to lift himself off counter onto the kitchen tile. he slid himself forward until he hit the living room carpet, nearly tipping he and his pot over.

"this is like watching a toddler walk around."

"𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗧 𝗨𝗣."

whipping around to yell at me, he knocked his pot sideways onto the floor.

"......"

"you're gettin' dirt on the carpet."

his only answer was to hiss at me before straightening himself upright.

"still don't want any help?"

"NO!!"

"ok."

i picked the coolest-looking dino puzzle i could find from the shelf under the tv.

opening the box, i put the cover picture-side out so he'd definitely see it.

".....!"

now sitting cross-legged on the floor just a ways away from him, he still continued to try and hop towards me on the carpet.

hop, wobble.

hop, wobble.

hop, wobble.

hop-

"What are you 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 for, trashbag? Just put together your stupid dinosaur puzzle already!"

he looked on the verge of tears.

i pushed the puzzle towards him.

"i can't figure it out."

"...Huh?"

"can't do it."

flowey stared at the pieces for a second, then quickly began assembling them as if trying to prove something.

"guess only total nerds can do that one."

"𝘠𝘖𝘜'𝘙𝘌 one to talk-"

a ring sounded from the doorbell.

at the door was frisk. before i could get up and answer the door, they already let themselves in.

"Get me away from this smiling trashbag!"

"Hi Flowey."

"heya kiddo."

"..Hi, Sans."

again, the doorbell rung. this time, it was the pizza.

"good timing, kid."

——

we all sat around the pizzas on the floor, puzzle pushed aside in favor of food.

frisk stared incredulously at flowey's pizza choice.

"..Flowey, you just wanted a cheese pizza?"

"ALL pizzas have cheese, idiot."

"But with 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 else on it??"

"Yours has PINEAPPLE!"

"You're just too cowardly to try it!"

"pineapple pizza 𝘪𝘴 pretty nasty."

"Not you too, Sans!"

"now, a pizza with mayonnaise and broccoli.."

i couldn't help but smile about their collective "ew".

we continued discussing weird pizza toppings and ate until everyone was stuffed.

"...Wait, Sans, didn't you wanna talk about something?"

guess i can't (and shouldn't) avoid talking about it.

"..look, me n tori-"

"Does this make you my dad now? I'm still just gonna call you Sans."

"i- what? no, we're not-"

"toriel's just a friend."

"..Is what he keeps saying to himself at night."

flowey unhelpfully added.

"that night was a total accident, alright?"

"You ACCIDENTALLY slept with my mom?"

"i didn't-"

flowey interjected.

"His fatass got stuck in the window, apparently. Tore his shirt."

"Why was he in the window???"

"tori wanted to avoid getting teased for havin' me over, but it ended up becoming ..way worse."

"Not my fault she basically has heart eyes around you!"

"..what?"

"SHE DOES 𝗡𝗢𝗧."

"Flowey, you've 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 her flirt with him, time and time again!"

i covered the two's mouths with my hands.

"... that's just her sense of humor."

uncovering their mouths, i continued.

"we're just friends."

...

my phone started ringing.

...........

deciding not to tell them who it was, i made a quick depart to my room to answer her call.

#undertale #journal #sans #flowey #frisk #sans and flowey #sans and frisk #frisk and sans #soriel #sans x toriel #toriel x sans

[quinloki]

"I think that's a great fic idea" good news, it is, or something very similar. Inspiration is very clearly taken from @/turtletaubwrites series Numbers Game. The reader is a financial advisor who worked for Buggy, who then ends up under Croc and Mihawk because Buggy gets in trouble for ignoring her advice and fucking up the financials. Not trying to start anything, I don't think it's stealing to riff on smth but people should maybe be a bit more up front abt where they take inspiration from. At least give the OG a shout out lol

This is one of those things where there’s not an easy cut and dry answer I can give you or agree with, and I’m going to do my best to lay out why that is.

Is it possible the idea came from the person you’re referencing, but looking at the interactions for the first chapter I don’t see Alexa anywhere, not in the likes or comments.

I don’t even see anyone I follow in there either - which is to say that fandoms are HUGE and we don’t actually all know one another. (And that’s not to say there isn’t overlap in moots, just not with that particular story.)

Now, it’s possible there’s proof somewhere, but my point is that it is statistically just as possible that it’s just a similar idea. I wrote Quicksand’s reader as being a good office worker and coordinator - they weren’t specifically the accountant, but that could also be where the idea came from.

Reader being a competent and useful person makes sense when you’re talking about the Cross Guild. Neither Crocodile nor Mihawk are particularly patient people, and Buggy is enough frustration/comedic relief on his own.

If I shouted out to everyone who had inspired every part of what I write I’d hit tumblr’s post character limit before I got to the story itself. There’s a balance in there somewhere but it can honestly be case by case.

Despite your claim of not trying to start something it very much feels like you are, and while I appreciate you wanting to see credit given where it’s due, inspiration is so interwoven and complex, it’s hard to say exactly where an idea comes from for someone. So I’m going to assume that the vibes are unintentional - I’m sure you very much mean well. (If clarification is needed I’m not experiencing any negative emotions as I say this. I’m worried the vibes are there, but I will believe they were not meant.)

Heck, I had a story idea for a Eustass kid story I was (still am) excited about and when I shared it with my friends someone mentioned it was similar to something Mombat on Wattpad had wrote. And they’re right! The setup of the reader was similar - but I didn’t scrap the story idea because the story itself is going to be different.

And I know it is gonna be different, cause I had read that story by Mombat with my own eyes! And honestly it’s very likely where the inspiration sparked, even though I didn’t consciously make the connection until someone said something.

But there’s bound to be a lot of similar ideas in a singular fandom, because we’re all working with the same source material.

Now, I appreciate the intent, cause we all wanna look out for one another and such, but calling out possible sources of inspiration is maybe a bit much. Though I will say if there’s a dozen points of commonality, then it’s probably worth the mention.

here’s a bit of food for thought - Eustass Kid calling the reader Mouse is something I’m fairly well known for, and it wasn’t even my idea - and the friend I picked it up from had picked it up from someone else. Kaku calls reader Filly in most my one-shots but that’s from another friend. Penguin and Shachi calling reader lil’ Shoal was all my idea, but also I wouldn’t be surprised if someone else thought it up too.

Now, my long and exhausting reply aside, I do want to thank you for putting turtleaub on my radar. Her writing looks wonderful and I love how organized the blog and posts are. I am delighted to have something new to read even if my to read list is painfully long already. And there’s a possibility of making a new friend somewhere in there too \o/

#quin answers #anon asks #this got longer than I meant #and I’m behind on making breakfast xD #things are complex though #almost always #those knee jerk reactions can be rough #stay kind out there #the key phrase in your ask that made me nervous was #Very Clearly #it’s a strong assumption to come in with #and then say you’re not trying to start anything ^^;