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sassykattery · 9 months
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Love's Web Pt. 5
Finally.
CW: Altaira is afab, uses she/her pronouns. Profanity. Vague spoilers about ATSV.
Smut scene: explicit descriptions of sex. oral (f! receiving), fingering, piv, unprotected sex, creampie, use of restraints.
Themes: Romance. Jealousy. Multiverse.
Characters: Altaira (afab oc!), Diavolo, Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Barbatos, all brothers implied, Simeon, Solomon, Miguel O'Hara
Minors and ageless blogs DNI
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"What?"
"Breve statuae," she answered with a bitter bite to her tone. "They mean estéril."
[Latin; short-lived statue] [Spanish; sterile]
"I..."
She gave an amused but bitter laugh. "The demons knew immediately when I came down here. It's part of my soul's makeup; I was born this way."
Miguel made the connection.
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"She can't provide what the realm would want from the prospective royal match."
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An heir.
"I'm sorry..." Miguel started to say.
"Don't be," she huffed, wiping away the tears. "I'm glad I know this now about you instead of... Anyway. Now you know too."
He tossed down his empty glass and scooted closer to her. "No, mi vida, please. Instead of...? What?" He placed a hand on her thigh.
[My life]
"Instead of being in love with you and then heartbroken later," she snapped quietly, wiping the relentless tears away.
"Bombón, please listen. That doesn't matter to me–"
"It does! Don't lie to me and say it doesn't! That's something you clearly wanted, and I can't give you that, ever! So don't set me up to believe it could work when two years down the line you leave me for someone who fucking can!" She barked at him, flinching away from his touch and standing abruptly. He heard the despair and heartbreak in her voice, and he scrambled to his feet to stop her as she turned away.
"Altaira! You're not listening to me!" He snapped at her. She stopped in her tracks, her arms folded, but she wouldn't look at him. "If I tell you it doesn't bother me or matter, then you have to believe me–"
"Then you're lying to yourself!" She shrieked, turning around to face him. Green fires danced around her feet, and pink ones danced at her fingertips. "You wanted–"
Miguel strode forward and grabbed her shoulders, getting in her face. His brows were pinched and eyes wide with fear as his breathing became shallow and ragged.
"What I want now is you!" She was finally silent then, looking shocked, so he continued. "Every goddamn day that I'm here, I want you! I dream about you, I hear your singing and see the way you look bareskinned in my head, I think about a future with you. I don't care about the rest because if I did, I wouldn't have you!"
She became stiff and still, her eyes wide as he continued to yell at her.
"I haven't felt an ounce of love since that last day. But ever since I met you, I feel nothing but your love, even if it's not for me. How you care so deeply about those around you, making sure everyone's needs are met while denying your own– It makes me want to take care of you. It makes me want to love you so your needs are met, because you so easily meet mine without trying."
Tears rolled down her cheeks. "I d-d-don't understand–"
"I love you, Altaira. I wanted to tell you that yesterday, or at least show you," he stated desperately, maintaining intense eye contact. "I crave your time and attention, your love and care, so deeply, it hurts. And I want to give you mine so badly." He sighed and tilted her chin up, holding her jaw in his hand. His voice fell quiet, and his pitch went lower. "La luz de mis ojos."
[The light of my eyes]
"I..." she started to say but stopped, looking into his eyes. "I had that same thought for the first time last night... It's what has been eating at me." She sighed and replied, "I don't know if it's love, but I feel very strongly for you."
"That's okay," he murmured, cupping her face.
"Amorcito," he purred to her, looking her in the eyes, "May I kiss you?"
"Please," she replied.
He stepped closer to her and kissed her passionately, instantly deepening the kiss with his tongue and demanding her lips obey his whim. Quite suddenly, he was grabbing a hold of her to lift her up using his arm strength alone. She held onto him while he was kneeling down to the blanket on the sand again.
"Mi vida, cosita linda, my sweet sweet coriño," he murmured to her with a smile. "You're so precious to me."
"Do you... want to head home?" She murmured in his ear bashfully.
He chuckled in her ear. "What? Don't want to get sand everywhere?"
"Preferably no, I don't," she replied rather honestly.
"What about your roommates?"
"To hell with them," she replied, looking back into his eyes.
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The moment they walked into the door, the demons had scattered as Miguel and Altaira stumbled around, kissing one another and tossing off shoes and jackets, leaving a trail down to her bedroom.
From the dining hall, Beel, Lucifer, and Satan all watched it unfold, brows raised and becoming very still to not attract attention.
"Well, that answers that," Satan said with a sigh.
"As long as she's happy," Lucifer reminded them as much as himself.
They went back to their tasks as the two lovebirds danced around out of sight. When they made it to her room, she slammed the door shut and hexed it and the entire room with one wave of her hand.
"What's that?" He murmured, taking her into his arms again and kissing her neck.
"Insurance," she mumbled with a smile as she threaded her hands through his hair. "We won't be disturbed."
"Mm, listo," he chuckled darkly.
[Prepared, in the sense of being clever]
The two collided in another passionate kiss, and he totally captured her in his embrace. Walking her back, when the back of his leg met the bed, he turned her around and fell onto the bed with her, settling on top of her.
"I want to see you," she rasped, her fingers dancing along the hem of his shirt. He smirked and deactivated his suit beneath the street clothes she got him. Stretching his arms up, he pulled the shirt over his head, crumpled it up, and tossed it aside. When he looked back to her, he could almost see hearts in her eyes as she drank him in. Without much thought, she reached up to his chest and gently pressed her fingers into his skin. Not only was he muscular, but he was thick. There were skinny but muscular men, but no, this one was muscular and built like a tank. If she could purr with content, she would have in that moment.
"Perfection," she whispered, her eyes tracing the lines of his muscles. He chuckled.
His hands dropped to her shirt too, silently asking for her permission. When she nodded, he helped slip her blouse over her head, leaving her in a black, see-through lace bra. He leaned forward to kiss her again while sliding his hands under her back to unhook it. She wriggled around and held her arms out for him to peel it off her body and toss it aside, too. He gazed down at her full breasts on display for him.
Kissing her again, he mumbled against her lips, "Tell me what you like or don't like."
A hot blush danced across her cheeks. "Um..."
"Shall I just find out for myself?" He asked playfully. She didn't respond then either, so he proceeded to caress her breasts, molding them in his hands and pinching her nipples between his fingers. The moment his hands made contact, she was arching into his touch. His lips curled into a smirk as he continued to kiss her, his tongue slipping into her mouth and forcing more moans out of her.
"Muy linda, amorcito, keep going," he purred to her, clearly enthralled by her. He moved lower, kissing down her neck, giving gentle bites as he went. When he was level with her breasts, he looked up at her as he began kissing them, avoiding her nipples completely and watching for her reaction. She huffed and moaned, squirming beneath him. Her legs twitched and would rub against his.
[Very cute, my little love]
"Miguel," she whimpered softly. He pulled his lips away with a pop after leaving a hickey. Looking down briefly, he smirked with satisfaction before meeting her gaze again.
"Si, cosita linda, I'm here," he murmured to her.
"Don't tease," she replied pitifully. He chuckled and caressed her sides again.
"Oh, but mi amorcito, it's so fun to tease you. You're encantador."
[Enchanting]
A whine percolated in her throat, and she looked away bashfully. He tutted her and kissed her again. After a few more moments, he pulled away and gazed down at her longingly.
"Cariño, do you want to keep going?" He asked her softly. She finally looked to him again and nodded. His hands carefully tugged down her jeans, waiting to see if she'd object, but when she wriggled with him and pulled her legs back to help, he quickly shucked them off and let them fall in a heap off the side of the bed with a thud.
Miguel gazed down at her, taking in the contors of her thighs and the matching black transparent lace panties she wore. Shifting down on the bed, he backed up to level his face with her thighs. He held one of her thighs up to begin kissing the sensitive inner flesh of it. She twitched, leaning into his touch, causing him to smile again. It surprised her when he kissed her mound over her panties, making her jolt from the sensation.
"I like a little... roughness."
Miguel stopped in his tracks, frozen by the smallest squeak of a confession from her. He side-eyed her with his nose and cheek still pressed to her thigh.
"How rough?" He asked with a slight growl.
"I mean, when you bared your fangs at me that one night, I got turned on by it."
His own brows went up, surprised by the next confession.
Oh.
Oh.
"Do you care about these?" He asked roughly, slipping his fingers beneath the fabric of her panties over her hip.
"...No," she finally answered.
His talons pierced through the material as they came out of his fingertips, and he brought his hand down in one forceful pull, shredding the fabric and ripping them completely off. Her little gasp only fed into his behavior as quickly lurched forward to lick a fat stripe with his tongue up her lower lips. It surprised her so much she started to sit up, but with his other hand, he pushed her back down and held her there. The next couple moves happened so quickly, as he buried his face into her cunt and swirled his tongue over her clit.
"Miguel!" She squealed out, half shocked, half pleased by him. A small hint of a smile started to form on her lips as her eyes closed.
"Look at me," he snapped at her. He didn't move until they fluttered open again, and then he went back to his present task: eating her out.
"Oh-oh!" She whined, his tongue attacking her clit with such force that she was well over the line for stimulation, crossing into overstimulation. He adjusted his arm placement by hanging her thighs on his shoulders and then reaching up to grab onto her breasts. Her hands instantly came to rest over his, something he quite liked seeing, much like seeing her so debauched.
"Cosita linda riddled to nothing but a mess with just my tongue. I'm intrigued to see how you'll act when my cock is buried inside of you, mi tesoro," he told her.
"Oh– oh god," she whined when his tongue dropped lower and began sinking into her needy cunt. He paused for a moment.
"Dios can't help you now, amorcito," he growled to her. He then bullied his tongue into her, caressing her slick walls with his muscle, teasing her in all the right places so that one of her hands came to rest on the top of his head, fingers curling into his locks.
[God]
"Ohhhhh no– wait– ah!" She tried to say but failed as one of his hands sank back to thumb her clit. His other hand left her chest to take hold of her hip to keep her from squirming away from his ministrations. He moaned into her pussy, eyes locked on hers as she started to grind against his mouth. The talon on his thumb gently scraped against her skin in a circle on her hip, lighting up her senses to build her release.
"Miggy, I'm close," she panted. He nearly smiled at her calling him that. "Please."
He slowed down and eased his ministrations, much to her frustration. She looked down at him with teary eyes, her lips pursed.
"Wha-"
"I need to work you open, cariño," he murmured. He pulled his mouth away and then took his dominant hand down to slip his fingers in her folds, propping himself up with his other elbow.
Her eyes widened but her head went back as she felt the first digit slip into her drenched cunt.
"What did I say, cosita linda?" He reminded her. Her head tilted forward as she looked down at him once more. He held still. "Say it," he ordered.
"Look at you," she whined.
"Buena chica," he praised her. "I know you can be good for me." She nodded, and he tilted his head down again to lick her clit lavishly as he began to slowly pump his middle finger in.
[Good girl]
"More," she rasped, the look of lust and hunger in her eyes while she peered down at him.
"Are you my good girl?" He asked her with a smirk. She nodded eagerly. "Are you going to watch me finger fuck you? Stretch you open?"
A loud moan left her lips, followed by a nod. "Please."
"Oh, so sweet, hermosa," he murmured. He added a second finger slowly. She let out a sob at feeling a little fuller now, her sweet spots being caressed by his thick fingers.
"Fuck," she whimpered.
"Yeah? You like that?" He teased her. "Where's your spot, hm?" Tilting her hips up with one hand and changing the angle of his wrist, his fingers sank deeper until they were at the hilt, and that's when she saw stars.
"There!" She cried out, throwing her head back and then struggling to look at him.
"Coño, there she is. You love this, don't you?" He purred to her when he felt her walls tighten down.
Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes once more. He sat up to hover above her while keeping his digits deep inside her, pumping faster. She looked up into his eyes, the orgasmic haze taking over.
"Be good for me, amorcito. Cum for me," he murmured to her with an encouraging tone. She nodded and sat up to kiss him, pulling him flush with her while he kept fucking her on his fingers. "One more?" He asked roughly. She nodded again, and he finally sank a third in.
That was it for her, falling apart after being teased and denied it. He groaned when he felt her walls flutter and pulse around his fingers, the wet noises sounding so much more obscene now as her release dripped out. Her cries of bliss filled the room, the sound of pure satisfaction in his mins. His movements slowed to a stop before pulling his hand away, and he let her hold onto him while she calmed down. She was trembling slightly, so he kissed her forehead and whispered his words of comfort in Spanish to her. Her cheek rested against his shoulder.
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"I wonder how humans do it?" Mammon asked, twirling his pencil while staring down at his stick drawing of him and Altaira kissing.
"Oh my Diavolo, you watch porn. You know how," Asmo answered mockingly.
The youngest six brothers sat around the living room, trying not to listen to the screams, thuds, and moans from down the hall. There may have been a spell to keep them out, but that didn't keep the noises in.
"Oi! N-No–"
Satan rolled his eyes. "Don't bother lying. We know you do. I think what you're asking is how does Altaira do it?"
"I wonder if she tastes as good as she smells," Beel blurted out. Everyone except Belphie slowly turned their heads to look at the sixth born.
"I mean... surely, yeah?" Satan asked. Everyone had a blush building on their cheeks. Belphie rolled his eyes.
"You all are insufferable," the youngest mumbled.
"Regardless, you all would do well to find something else to do than loaf about here," Lucifer snapped as he walked in.
"Don't even, Lucifer. We know you're just as mad," Mammon quipped smugly. "We're all upset that we–
Knock knock
"Oh no–" Lucifer spun on his heels to quickly walk to the front door before it could open.
"Crap, is that...?" Levi asked nervously.
"Yeah, uh, I think we should all take Lucifer's advice and go," Satan said quickly, closing his book and dashing to his room.
"I think it's him. Make yourself scarce," Mammon urged his other brothers out of the living room and out of sight.
"Just a moment!" Lucifer called out, trying to hex the door before it opened. Before he could complete the spell, Barbatos opened it to reveal Diavolo on the other side.
"Good evening Lucifer," Diavolo chirped to the eldest. The Avatar made it to the door before Diavolo could step inside, causing the prince to raise a brow.
"Good evening. Did you need something?" Lucifer asked a little hastily.
"Ah, well, I wanted to talk with you about some RAD events, and then Altaira about our monthly chess game. Is she here? Can I come in?" Diavolo replied with a smile.
"Now... isn't the best time," Lucifer stated. "We're busy." Instantly, Diavolo saw through this and frowned.
"What is it?" The Demon Lord asked in a lower pitch and then heard a loud bang. "Is something going on? Where's Altaira?"
Before Lucifer could fully stop him, the prince walked into the House and was immediately bombarded with the smells and sounds of what was transpiring down the hall. His eyes widened, and he stopped dead in his tracks. Lucifer and Barbatos stood at his backside and watched how he clenched his fists, his back tensing up even beneath his coat.
"I– I have to go," Diavolo stated, turning on his heel and blowing past the other two demons as he dashed out of the door.
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"Better?" He mumbled to her softly.
"Yeah... I can keep going," she offered. He hummed with approval.
"Can I do something?" He asked very quietly. She chirped her agreement in reply. While staring into his eyes, she felt his hands take a hold of hers, and then both of her hands into one of his, as he pulled her arms up, stretching well above her head, almost to the point of straining. She held her hands there as he pulled his away, but then felt something slick and soft wrap around her wrists, binding them together. After tugging a little, she realized her wrists were tied to something else, maybe the headboard, and was completely restrained.
"Oh," she whispered when she realized what was happening.
"Is this okay, bombón?" She nodded, and he kissed her forehead. "Let me know if it gets to be uncomfortable. Just... lay back and enjoy it."
Sliding back off the bed, he came to his feet and began to shimmy down his lounge pants and boxers. While he stepped out of them and crawled back onto the bed, he caught a glimpse at Altaira, who was staring openly at his cock, fully erect and leaking precum. She admired its thickness and veins running over it, how it had just the slightest curve with a reddish flushed tip. He gave a small smirk as he positioned himself between her legs, propping himself up on one elbow as he laid himself on her. His hand took hold of her thigh and wrapped it over his hip, with her following the same motion on her own with her other thigh.
"Ready, cosita linda?" He murmured to her, his free hand fisting his cock to pump it slowly, hissing as he rubbed the tip against her wet clit and spreading her slick around. She gave a small moan and nodded, her hands and arms flexing, as if she wanted to touch him. Her gaze flickered down to where he held his cock, and noticing this, he brought her hips up with one hand so she could see it. He watched her reaction as she watched him slowly sink his cock into her pussy. The tip stretched her nicely, rewarding him with a sweet moan.
With a slow thrust, the rest of his cock started to push into her, and her arms and hands flexed again as he stretched her out. Tears were already gathering in her eyes again when she looked up at him.
"You like that?" He teased, but his own voice sounded strained, as if he was trying to hold himself together too.
"I love it," she whimpered. "Please, take me."
He groaned and thrusted again to completely bury himself deep inside her cunt, and it had her crying out to him wordlessly. But she wasn't the only one losing it, as Miguel whimpered "Oh fuck" over and over. He reached up and placed a hand over her two bound wrists, holding her there and using the leverage to grab onto as he began rocking his hips with small thrusts, to help her get used to his size.
"So tight, cariño, but you take me so well," he groaned to her. "Fuck, you feel amazing."
"M-Miguel–" she whined again. He kissed her passionately on the lips, his tongue bullying in to find hers again. His other arm slid under her to hold her close to him as he started to deepen his thrusts, dragging them out more to hit all her sensitive spots.
"Does that feel good, mi vida?" He cooed.
"Y-Yes," she whispered. He admired the red blush on her neck, chest, and ears. But the moment she clenched down on his length, he gasped and gave a hard thrust into her, growling softly in her ear.
"D-Don't," he grunted. She did it again, and he squeezed her tighter with his brows pinched in an angered glance. "Cariño."
"Yes?" She cooed back at him. "Just trying to make you feel good."
"I told you, my love, you feel amazing," he huffed. "But it's too much."
She became still and looked at him with wide eyes. "I'm... sorry."
"No, not in a bad way, tesoro," he tried to console her.
"Are you just... sensitive?" She then began to rub her legs against his, occasionally squeezing her thighs around his hips. He grunted again.
"A bit," he finally answered.
"That's okay," she murmured sweetly. "I don't mind. But just don't hold back from me. I want to see all of you." She saw the hesitancy in his eyes, and so she arched into him to get his attention again. "If we're going to be intimate, we have to trust each other. You know I'm sensitive too."
He met her gaze again before sighing. "Don't say I didn't warn you." There was a pause. "I told you I'm sensitive to light, but all of my senses are heightened."
"Okay," she whispered.
He kissed her again softly before taking hold of her bound wrists in one hand and taking hold of one of her thighs to push it up to his shoulder with the other. She whimpered quietly at being stretched like this, completely helpless to him. He started to move again with gentle thrusts that turned harsher, and his own grunts turned louder, more guttural, the further they went. They kept their eyes locked on one another, increasing the level of intimacy in the moment by the second.
When she clenched around him again after hitting a particularly sweet spot, they both moaned sweetly, and he held onto her tighter and thrusted that much harder. More curses in Spanish fell from his lips.
"Miguel," she whined to him, and he perked up at the way she said his name. "You feel so good."
"You too, mi amor, so good for me," he purred to her, his voice coming up in pitch as his pleasure started to intensify. The grips of his hands on her wrists and thigh were increasing drastically as he tried to maintain control until she noticed what was happening.
She called to him again. "Miguel." When he looked up at her, she murmured, "Let go. Let me have all of you."
The softness to her tone, the way her eyes sparkled, and the sincerity in everything she did in that moment got to him.
"Mierda," he swore. "Take me then. Take all of me," he grunted as he snapped his hips, fucking her roughly. Her moans became cries from how good it felt. He shoved her back into the mattress and changed the angle of both their hips to fuck her deeper, pummeling that sweet spot he found earlier.
[Shit]
"Ahh! F-Fu-uhhck!" She screamed, her whole body lighting up with pleasure as her orgasm hit her like a bullet train. Her walls clamped on his cock like the tightest vice and milked him for all he had. His moans turned to whimpers, pitched higher in his register as he released deep inside her. There was no resisting how he felt then, he felt like he had entered heaven for just a moment, and it was so intense that he didn't realize he had sank his teeth into her neck and dug his fangs in. His warm cum filled her, and it served to extend her bliss longer as she rode out her orgasm. Over the course of a minute, she had gone from a writhing, screaming mess to a subdued shell, her mind lost somewhere else.
Miguel squeezed her tightly and murmured, "Are you alright?" When he heard no reply, he sat up and saw the dazed look in her eyes. "Altaira?"
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When tarantulas mate, the male restrains the female by holding her upper body stretched upward, with hooks on the male's legs to keep her fangs at bay. This prevents the female from injuring or killing the male. During this restraint process, the female goes into a sort of trance as the male mates with her, and it lasts for a few minutes.
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bubblebbg · 5 months
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Just wanted to thank everyone for all of the support on my most recent Mizu x reader fiction, "once: forever, over and over again" . I'm still getting familiar with the tumblr community, but I'm so grateful for all of the love. Oh and of course, if you haven't read it, I'd be most pleased if you took a gander at my blog ;)))
If you have any blue eye samurai requests, please send them my way! I'm also down for JJK, AOT (specifically postwar! Levi), ATSV, Demon Slayer, and Obey Me requests. Muchos besos everyone 💋 😘
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ficbitch · 10 months
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Mistakes and Punishments [Miguel O’Hara x Reader]
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Summary- After failing a mission, miguel calls you into his office and punishes you.
Tags- NSFW, possessive, creampies, degration, praise, choking, biting, ownership, fighting, unprotected sex, rough sex, overstimulation, untranslated Spanish.
Miguel O’Hara had ordered you into his office, a cold and dark room where he spent his days staring at the screens. As you took a step into his room, you could feel the coolness of the room and you eyes ran to where he was, his back to you. 
You knew he knew you had entered, so you didn’t feel the need to announce your arrival as you made your way to the place you had been judged and reprimanded from past missions.
You found your usual spot, crossed your arms, and watched his figure. He had his hands on his waist as his head shook slightly. “Otra ves esto no.” he muttered darkly, as he turned to face you, looking down at you with distaste. 
His crimson eyes scanned your frame, and you felt small under his intense gaze. He has always seemed to hate you, from the moment he reluctantly recruited you into his spider society. This time you had screwed up on a mission.
“You messed up big time, princesa..” Miguel stalked towards you like a predator, his gaze harsh and dark. He grabbed your chin and made you look him in his eyes. 
You didn’t back down from his gaze, and mustered up all your confidence to glare him down. You stared up firmly into his eyes as much as you could, and you didn’t cower, but your heart was racing and his face seemed to be inches away from yours.
Miguel looked almost as if he was amused at you not backing down. Perhaps this was why he had recruited you, although you had always been a pest in his eyes, you had the confidence and you would never back down. 
He stared at you for a moment and he backed away slightly, dropping your chin. “Good,” he said quietly, “I don’t like you being weak.” he almost looked impressed. “I want you to tell me exactly what went wrong.”
You took a deep breath in, realizing you had been holding it in, and you felt your heart flutter from his.. compliment? You shook your head from any thoughts and stayed on topic, “I told you all about it in the report, Miguel. Things got hectic in there and next thing I knew, I messed up.” you run your hand over your face.
Miguel backed up and leaned against one of his desks, his arms crossed and his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. He seemed annoyed right now, as if he was on the edge of snapping. “You don’t get it do you? ‘next thing I knew?’ You’re supposed to be good at this. People depend you! You were trusted to do this and you screwed it up?!” His voice had risen, and he took a breath that looked like a meek attempt to calm himself down. “Tell me exactly what happened.”
You sigh and shake your head, recounting through the mission. “Then.. I was holding up this bridge and Peter B was knocked out, and Doc Ock had people hostage. I didn’t have a choice, I dropped that bridge and saved those people but Doc Ock escaped and the damage was...” you faltered in your story, eyebrows furrowed as you looked down, disappointed in yourself. “I wrote a whole report on it, I don’t know why you don’t just read it.”
Miguel scoffs and rolls his eyes. You have a point, but he’s not going to admit that. He puts a hand to his head, “this.. is.. exactly what I mean! You’re not ready for this,” he turns to his screens, having come to his conclusion. “You have a lot to learn.” He looks away from you with a cold callous gaze.
“A lot to learn?” you say in shocked amazement and you let out a laugh “I can’t believe you right now. I make one mistake and suddenly I don’t know anything?! One mistake and suddenly you’re saying ‘I'm not ready’ as if you don’t know I’m on of your best assets.”
Miguel lets out a scoff, turning his head back to you. “You are not one of my best assets. You are arrogant and self-absorbed. If you’re so amazing, how come I still have to fix your screw-ups? You’re a burden to the team and you need to fix yourself.” He looks at you with hatred and disgust. He had never seemed so mean, but he definitely was showing how harsh he could be.
Him being harsh only spurred you forward, as your voice began to rise and your fists balled at your sides. “You’re the one always calling on me when things go awry.” you start to shake with rising anger, “Don’t even act like I'm not good at what I do because you know you’d never be where you are now without me.”
Miguels annoyance rises, and he faces you fully once more, his red eyes looking down on you with a fiery dislike. “You are so full of it.” He hisses as he stalks closer to you, glaring you down. “You’re a bratty little spider, trying to act all big and tough, but really you are the weakest person on this team,” He snarls at you.
You’re on the edge of snapping, and you have no intention on backing down. “And you’re a self proclaimed know-it-all who hides behind a cold exterior when you’re really just too scared to open up to anyone else in fear of another failure.” You snarl as you inch closer to him, glaring up at him.
Miguels eyes narrow, you seem to have hit a spot inside him that hurt, and you see his eyes glow red. “Don’t you dare talk about me that way. I am the boss. I am the reason everyone is here. I am the only one holding together the multiverse.” Miguels fists are clenched as he steps closer to you, his face inches from yours. “Say it again,” he dares you.
“Oh I think you heard me loud and clear,” you growl out at him.
He looks livid, “You’re an insolent brat who doesn’t know how to keep her mouth shut. How dare you talk to me like that.” You had never seen him so angry, and you were so angry you wanted to see him snap, but another part of you faltered at his anger. He was terrifying when he was like his. 
Miguel had been absolutely cruel to you ever since you had met, and had been knit-picking every single job you do, never relenting. Your work would be close to perfect, and he’d find one tiny mistake and would make you do it all over again. You had wasted nights working away. You had spend sleepless nights fixing made up mistakes. And you had been at the edge of snapping for months. 
“If I don’t know how to keep my mouth shut,” you say softly, “why don't you shut me up?” your voice turns gravelly as you dare him, you watch his eyes, hatred sparking in your eyes.
Miguel let out a low growl and his face turned furious. His hands clasped on your shoulders roughly as he pulls you closer to him. He's ready to snap, and he looks like a beast. “Who taught you to be so brazen?” he says lowly.
“You” you reply with words like silk, and you look up at him with a calm rage.
He pulls you closer, and he looks like he is ready to kill you. He looks like he’s ready to kill you. “I have given you so much, and you don’t appreciate any of it.” Miguel is so close, you can smell his skin, see the tiny specs of saliva on his lips. 
Your breath catches as your confidence slips slightly, your heart beating heavily. You can sense his beating rapidly too. “You haven’t given me anything except for insults and sleepless nights and threats.” 
He glares down at you. “You’re nothing.” his face is only inches from yours, his breath hot on your face. “Shut.. Up. Do you know what I do to people who make me angry? I know exactly how to make you regret talking back to me,” his eyes glow red, and you can see his fangs as his snarls at you.
“Try me,” you glower at him, “You’re all bark and no bite.”
He gets even scarier looking, and his eyes turn dark, he pulls you close and whispers in your ear, his cheek hot against yours, “You really want to know what I do to brats who anger me?” His breath is hot as he hisses.
Your heart is beating fast now. From fear, from anger, and from a small excitement. Deep down you knew this man was gorgeous but you had concealed that feeling for so long. You take a deep breath in, and shake slightly as you clench your legs together, noticing just how wet you had become. What was wrong with you? You couldn't possibly be turned on from Miguel being a monster.
Miguel notices your reaction, and he notices your face getting red. He realized you liked this, and he puts his lips on your ear as he whispers huskily, his tone soft now but there's still a hint of malice. “You’re not as tough as you make yourself seem,”
Your mind is foggy, “I’m tougher than you will ever imagine to be,” you ground out, struggling to breath properly as you notice his shift in energy.
He chuckles softly at you're breathless voice. He continues whispering in your ear. “Do you want to prove you’re tough?”
He’s so cocky and sure of himself it drives you wild. You’re so full of anger, despite your body reacting differently, and you raise your hand to hit him but as you swing, he grabs you wrist right before you make contact with his skin, his hand wrapping around your wrist. His eyes never breaking from yours.
He laughs at you. His eyes are burning with an intense red. “You’re pathetic,” He lets your hand go and it falls limply to your side. He smirks at you. You’re face is red. 
“You deserve to be punished,” he says darkly, and your eyes go wide. He's in your ear again, his hands on your waist as he pushes you back. “Would you like that?” Your back hits the cold wall behind you, and he has you pinned.
Your breath is stuck, and your face is red. He grins darkly and runs his lips down your ear to your neck, breath hot on your skin. “You want me, don’t you?” he asks. He’s enjoying your reaction. You look up, your hands on his shoulders now as you hold your breath.
His mouth opens, his fangs run along your skin lightly. He settles them on the nape of your neck, and you let out a soft breath. Before he sinks his teeth in, he pulls away and chuckles darkly.
“Look at you, so desperate, so weak and helpless. You’re your worse enemy. Giving yourself away so easily.” he leans in close to your ear, his lips grazing your ear. “I’ll have you begging for mercy soon,”
You’re at a loss for words, your excitement pooling and you can feel just how wet you’ve become. You simply nod your head shyly, all of your confidence gone as you blush underneath his firm hold.
“Tell me,” his lips trace along your ear to your cheek, “tell me just how badly you want me.”
“M-miguel,” You clench your thighs together, anything to ease the growing pressure. “I want you.” you whisper out softly, amazed that you would ever admit those words. 
He grins as you blush, and he loves seeing you unable to find words to snap back at him. He had thought about you like this for so long, imagined at how you would react to his words, to his touch. 
He pulls back slightly and holds your chin up to look him in the eyes. His eyes are still burning red, and his voice his husky. “If we do this,” his voice turns firm and almost cold, “you will be mine.” his eyes flash with hunger.
You can’t deny that the idea of being his excites you, but also startles you slightly. It was as if he was eager to have you be his. Your mind is reeling. Maybe the reason he had always annoyed you to no end with his knit-picking and correcting was the only way he knew how to interact with you. You hadn't given him many other chances, avoiding him any chance you could get. Perhaps the true reason he kept you around was not only for your skill, but his want and desire.
After a moment, you nod your head softly, your chin in his hand, “I'm yours” you whisper out.
He seems very satisfied with your reply as he smirks down at you, his thumb running across your lip lightly as he analyzed you, his eyes dark “Very good, princesa.” he chuckles and knows full well what you’re feeling, he can smell your excitement, and he loves it. He continues to look you up down. 
He leans in close, and you can see a twinkle in his eye as he smirks, looking down at your lip as his thumb lightly pulls down your bottom lip. “I will do whatever I want to you, and you’ll thank me for it.”
His thumb rests on your lip and you open your mouth slightly, looking straight into his eyes as he tilted his head, his thumb going into your mouth and you suckle on it softly. It drives him wild, and he licks his lips, his eyes glowing. He pushes closer to you, his thigh pushing between your legs and he pushed you to the wall, his arm resting on the wall next to your head as his gaze is heavy on you.
He smirks, popping his thumb out of your soft mouth. “You’ve been turned on from the beginning, haven't you?” he whispered softly, as he took in a deep breath. “You’re scent drives me wild.” he pressed his thigh between yours, and you let out a barely legible moan. “And you’re so wet.” He said softly, feeling you on his thigh even past the clothing separating your skin.
Your face is red, and you bite your lip softly as you look up at him. He looks hungry, and you can tell his thoughts are foggy as he has you under him. 
His looks at your lips, and he’s so close you can feel his lips brush against yours for a second. He closes the small gap and he kisses you slowly and softly. His lips are so warm against yours, and you kiss him back, deepening the kiss. Your tongue licks his lip softly and his hand grips your waist tightly, his eyebrows furrowing as he's lost in your taste.
You whimper at his hard grip on you, a sharp contrast to the kiss he is giving you, and he lets go, kissing you more forcefully, his hand snaking behind your waist and pushing you closer to him, his other hand sliding down your clothed stomach. You can feel his strength as he pulls you as close as he can, his hand sliding down your front is feather light. 
He continues kissing you with pure desire, as his hand behind you slips into your hair. His grip tightens and he suddenly yanks your head back, parting from the kiss and running his lips down your chin to your neck, kissing your skin hotly, leaving your lips hot against the cold air. He's kissing you with a passion and intensity you never thought Miguel would be capable of.
Your hands go to grip his arm that this running down your front and he smirks against you. “You’re such a needy little spider, aren't you?” he groans out as you grip his arm nervously. As you nod your head lightly, he starts to suck on your neck. You release a soft moan you didn’t know you were holding at his hot tongue on your neck. 
His other hand reaches your pants, and he quickly pushes past the fabric, his strong hand running down your soaked panties. “Fuck, princesa.” he groans out lowly as he grips your cunt. You let out a soft whimper, wanting more. He smiles at your neediness, and his free hand pushes your shirt up, your hands quick to rise, helping him undress you. 
He looks at your breasts and back into your eyes, “tu eres maravilla.” he says lowly, his eyes darkening as his middle finger runs down your folds past the cloth of your soaked panties. Your mouth opens in a small silent moan, your eyebrows furrowing at his light touch. He licks down your collar bone to your breast, sucking softly on your hard nipple. 
His hand in your pants runs slow circles around your clit with barely any pressure, and it drives you wild as he sucks on your breast softly, his fangs sending your back arching at his touch as you let out the quietest whimpers. 
His eyes glow red and you push down on him, “Miguel- please,” you say softly.
He growls against you softly and pulls back, a string of his saliva falling down his chin. He pulls his hand up and you whimper. He stares into your eyes as he raises his wet hand to his lips and sucks. Your face is red as you watch him lick your juices off his finger, and he cups your face. “You are so needy, I think you’re forgetting who’s in charge here.” He says deeply, his softness dissipating and his gaze grows dark. 
“I need more,” you say breathlessly, feeling bare without his hands on you, “Please Miguel.”
He shakes his head as he chuckles. He grabs your waist roughly and flips you, your hands catching yourself on the cold wall. “You want more?” he asks in your ear, his body pressed against your back. From this angle, you can feel his bulge against your lower back as he intentionally pushing against you. “Fine, I’ll give you more.” he says as his hands grip your pants and push them down to the ground. 
Your ass is bare and the cold air of his office hits your hot skin. You can hear his suit undue and the tech of it disappearing. His body is hot against you, and he presses into your back, one hand playing with your breast and the other back on your wet pussy.
He’s rougher now, as he runs his hand down your soaking folds and he groans at the feeling in your ear, clearly pleased at how you’re reacting to him. “You want me so bad,” he says darkly into your ear. “I can do anything I want with you, can't I?” 
You nod your head quickly, “Y-yes. Miguel I need you.”
“Good,” he groans as his hand on your breast runs up to your neck, his other hand moving to his own length, pushing between your thighs, against your pussy. You look down at you can see his length, wet from you, poking between your thighs, hot against your skin. He starts to move his hips against you, and you watch as he pushes back and forth, teasing you as he slicks along your cunt.  “You're so fucking wet.” he whispers to himself.
“Please” You beg as you push yourself against him. His grip on your neck tightens, pushing you closer against him. 
“Such a needy slut,” he spits out, he kisses along your shoulder and adjusts himself against you, leaning low. You can feel his tip push against you, and you open your mouth, half from pain and pleasure, as he slowly pushes into you. He sinks fully into you, and he lets out a deep groan, sinking his fangs into your shoulder.
“F-Fuck” you moan out as he watched his dick disappear into you, lubricated by how wet you were. 
“You feel so good” He groaned out as his gaze turned animalistic and needy. He didn’t give you time to adjust to the sheer size of him before he pulled out and pushed back into you roughly. 
You moaned out loudly, your head rolling back, as he got lost in the tightness and warmness of you. You felt heavenly. Both of his hands went to your waist, and lifted you easily, your hands and cheek against the wall for support as your legs dangle helplessly. 
At this angle, he went deeper than before, and he was relentless, his speed quickening. He was driven by dark desire and he’s in his own world, his eyes red and his mouth letting out soft breaths as he pushing you down and thrust up into you. 
You're a moaning mess beneath him as you take him, and you can hear his deep groans every time he pushes all the way in. He sounds so heavenly and soft, but when you glance at him he looks like a demon, eyes red and canines white. His eyes look up to you and his eyebrows are furrowed, his mouth open as he moans, his gaze heavy as he watches you in the same state he’s in. 
You had never felt anything this good before. He was reaching places you didn’t know could be reached, and the way he was moaning sent you wild. 
“Tell me how good it feels,” He moans out, his hot breath against your back.
“It feels so good baby,” you moan out messily, and your eyes roll back as he goes quicker, as he pistons in and out of you.
“That's my little princess,” his voice is low and animalistic. You begin to shake from pleasure, and you can feel a knot forming in your stomach quickly.
“God, I’m close,” You whimper out and his arm wraps around your waist, giving him a free hand to play with your clit. That sends you into a moaning mess as his hand expertly circles around your clit, and the mixed pleasure is almost too much. Your legs shake as you cum around his dick, and he doesn’t make a move to stop.
“M-Miguel!” you moan out as you become a shaking mess, his hand circling your clit quickly as he bottoms out in you. 
“What is it?” He asks in your ear, “You want me to stop?” 
You nod your head, as his hand and dick overstimulate you. “’s too much,”
His hand pulls away and he sets you down before popping out of you. The wall supports you and he turns you around to look at him. His jaw is tight as he leans down to kiss you. You kiss him back softly before he suddenly lifts you again. He takes you over to his desk and sets you on the edge, kissing you roughly now. His hands on your hips as he lifts you towards him. 
He lines himself up again, and pushes in. You try to pull away from the kiss but he doesn’t let you, “Miguel” you moan into his lips as he pulls in and out slowly, your legs tingling at each stroke. 
He pulls away from your lips and looks down at you, “say my name,” he demands coldly, as he watches his dick push in and out of you. 
“M-miguel” you whimper, “Please, this is too much,”
His eyes don't look up to yours, and he keeps his pace.
“Say you belong to me..” he demands, his eyes dark as he quickens his pace. 
You had never seen him so clouded, he was only listening to what he wanted to hear, and your legs shook but he held you down, forcing you to continue taking him. “Miguel,, I- I’m yours, I belong to you,” I say helplessly and he grins and pushes your back against his desk, his hand around your neck as he quickens his pace more.
“Say it again. Say you know you’re mine and that you’ll always be mine.” Miguels voice is dark and demonic, driven by passion and a dark anger you’ve never seen before. This Miguel is terrifying. 
You a moaning mess beneath him, and you grip his arm as he lightly chokes you, holding you in place. “I’m your’s forever,” You moan over and over again, reaching another orgasm at his relentless pace.
Miguels eyes glow even more brightly. It seems like hes driven even further into the depths of madness and he can’t turn back now. “You belong to me. you will never be anyone else’s. You will do whatever I say, whenever I want.” his voice is dripping with a sick dark lust for power. It seems he will do anything now, as he’s lost all control in this moment.
Your shaking underneath him, and he grabs your leg, pushing them against your chest as he gets deeper in you. He seems like he’s on the edge of crossing a line, and his voice is dark and deep. “You love being used like this.” He looks down at you with a dark, burning hunger in his eyes. 
You nod your head helplessly as you throw your head back, eyes shut as he uses you. He’s moving faster now and his voice is animalistic, sick with lust. “Tu eres mia. No puedes dejarme ahora.” He pushes your legs apart, above you now, his arms around your waist and he pushes into you, groaning into your ear without shame. “No importa lo que yo haga, tu vas a estar aqui para mi.”
Your hands are on his back, nails digging into his skin, as he pounds into you. His breathing is quickening, and his pace as becoming sloppy, as he reaches his edge. He's a moaning mess, and so are you, lost in your pleasure. 
“I’m yours, Miguel.”
Miguel grins at your words, satisfied, “That's what I like to hear.” his voice drops to a low growl. He’s almost growling out his words now as he starts to quiver, his pace faster and faster. “Oh, You’re gonna make me lose complete control.. oh...” Miguel suddenly seems to explode with passion and power as he hits a breaking point. You both cum at the same time, and he moans into you neck.
You both breath deeply, he pulls out softly, and his cum leaks out of your cunt. He looks at you, his eyes are glowing golden with a new found power. “eres una buena juguetito.” he smiles down at you. 
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xxhexwolfxx · 2 months
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My dating headcanons for Haarlep, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor with gn s/o request is so good! I know it's not connected but it's just so good! I love it especially Zevlor's love language is physical touch, he loves cuddles but didn't have any in a long time that he can't sleep without cuddling 🥹, I definitely think he would be protective of them & hates it if they're hurt after Act 2 🤔, I would definitely reassure him about the age gap 😤, it might be relaxing for him if they play with his tail which I would love to 😍, he enjoys to go on walks with them, their tail would be intertwined with his if they have one too, Haarlep would be romantic, their arm would always be around them as he loves to touch them, he would compliment them often even if they're dirty or just woke up 🤭, it's not uncommon to hear dirty jokes or have his hand wandering where it shouldn't be 😂, they won't let them leave by pulling them close & trap them against his body 🤣, he doesn't mind sharing them with Raphael but they would separate them if they're not, Rolan being high maintenance is too accurate 🤣, he needs compliments often since he works hard for them 😂, he's not "happy" whether he gets affections or not XD, he would brag about dating them & anything they do 😤, he would do a magic show or take their mind of it if they had a nightmare or can't sleep, how flustered Dammon would be when asking them out 🤭, he would still blush from affections or just looking at them even when dating for a while O///O, his tail would be around them when he's busy so he can hold them & to know they're there 🥹, he loves to look at them especially knowing they're here with him safe makes feel better, he enjoys feeling how different their hands are his hands since his hands are rough from working at the forge, he would always give them flowers or snack if they're allergic to flowers when he returns from work, and he would hold them close with his tail around them so they won't be far when they're sharing a bed with him! Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much :) Can I request now? Only if you don't mind of course!
Hello! :] Thank you so much for requesting! <3 Of course you can request! Anyone can request whatever they want. Just please follow my guidelines! Have a lovely day/night!
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wifeyifey · 8 months
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1000+ FOLLOWER PROMPT EVENT 🎉
The list of prompts and quotes! just send in the number on the emoji (fluff= 💘 hurt/comfort= ❤️‍🩹 smut= ❤️‍🔥) for which list and the characters you want! you can add any specifics to your request as well when it comes to the reader ☺️
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Fandoms I write for:
Bayverse! TMNT, Bayverse! Transformers, COD MW2, Obey me!, Spiderman Across the Spiderverse, Dead by Daylight, Creepypasta, Bleach, My Hero Academia, Haikyuu, Demon Slayer, Tokyo Revengers, Kuroko no Basket, and Naruto Shippuden
Fluff 💘
“Believe me, I will never be tired of you.”
“I love how you look in my shirt.”
“How come you always end up under my blanket?”
“There is no better way to start the day than seeing your face.”
“You’re unbelievable cute when you’re tired.”
“I love to hear your voice, even if you’re so far away.”
“Is it fair to say that you read the love letter and that this means ‘yes’?”
“Morning cuddles are the best part of the day.”
“Have I told you I love you today?”
“I would like my good morning kiss now.”
“Let’s go, I’ll buy you dinner. And maybe breakfast.”
“You getting so flustered is one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen.”
“I think I know what that smile means.”
“You give the best hugs.”
“How would you feel about spending the day in bed?”
“Any ideas for our next date?” “Oh, so many, we have to do this a lot more often.”
“Have you thought about what present you want?” “You’re enough for me.”
“Wait for me here?” “Always, my love.”
“Let’s spend the whole day in bed.” “We have a few more minutes.”
“You’re just the cutest.” “You’re the only one who is allowed to say that.”
“I dreamed of you.” “Was it a good dream?” “Never as good as reality.”
“Have I told you I love you today?” “Yes, but please say it again.”
“Nothing feels as good as coming home to you.” “Nothing feels as good as having you come home to me.”
“Do you think they will like it?” “They will love it!”
“I feel so calm next to you.” “I’m happy to hear that.”
“Sing for me.” “What would you like to hear?”
“Your shirt is inside out.” “Can you help me fix that?”
“Do you have to leave right now?” “I can stay for a little while longer.”
“Hold my hand please?” “When you ask so nicely.”
“Sweet of you to think of me.” “I always think of you.”
Hurt/ Comfort ❤️‍🩹
“Just close your eyes. I will still be here when you open them again.”
“Sure, you can use me as a pillow.”
“I’d come for you. No matter what, when you need me, I will be there.”
“Can you walk? I’d be happy to carry you.”
“This is not who you are. I know you better than that.”
“I know, it hurts. I’m so sorry, but we have to get this out.”
“You can hold my hand.”
“The nightmares are just an illusion. I’m really here.”
“Tell me to stay and I will be here for as long as you’ll have me.”
“It’s okay to be afraid sometimes.”
“Just keep breathing. In and out. You’re doing great.”
“You don’t have to be strong all the time.”
“It’s alright. I’m not going to let go.”
“Show me where it hurts.”
“If you don’t know where to go, you can always come here.”
“You can go to sleep now. I will keep watch.”
“Hey, listen to me. You’re safe. Nothing is going to hurt you.”
“I want you to know that it’s okay to cry.”
“Take all the time you need.”
“If you feel safer with me being there, you know I will always be there.”
“Just look at me. Forget everything else.”
“They won’t take you away from me ever again.”
“You need to keep your eyes open. Just a little longer.”
“Don’t let your fears dictate your life.”
“I’m going to ask you how you are and I would like you to answer me honestly.”
Smut ❤️‍🔥
“I dreamed of your legs wrapped around my waist.”
“Don’t act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago.”
“We should probably leave, before we start a scandal.”
“Stop looking at me like that or my knees will not hold me any longer.”
“I think you lost your underwear somewhere.”
“My tongue still remembers the way you taste.”
“Is there some space left in that bathtub?”
“The way your eyes get darker when you get aroused, is making me lose my mind.”
“I want to count every one of your freckles with my lips.”
“Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you.”
“Oh no, there is only one bed, what will we do now?”
“I could make you feel better.”
“Get back down here, we’re not done yet.”
“Later you will definitely need to tell me where you learned this.”
“I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment.”
“You’re a lot more flexible than I thought.”
“I want to please you.”
“Tell me what you would want to do, if you were here right now.”
“Your shirt got a little dirty, how about we take it off?”
“I want to give you a hickey, so everyone can see how I feel about you.”
“Oh, I love that sound you make.”
“Do you want to take it off or should I do it for you?”
“I never imagined you to be so sensitive, but I love it.”
“Maybe you could use that mouth for more than just talking nonsense.”
“If we weren’t in public right now…”
“Your hand feels much better than my own.”
“As soon as we’re both sober, we can do every dirty little thing you ever dreamed of.”
“Come on, you have to work for it.”
“I’ll take it that you like what you see.”
“Your moans will wake everyone up and I’m oddly fine with that.”
big thanks to @creativepromptsforwriting for letting me use their prompts for this list! 🥰
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yandere4lyfe · 6 months
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𝕶𝖎𝖐𝖎 | 𝟐𝟕 | 𝕾𝖍𝖊/𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 | 𝖄𝖔𝖚'𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 💜✍
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This is a R-18 blog, so any minors or ageless blogs will be blocked! This blog will focus mainly on yanderes. So, this is your first and final warning! Do not follow me if this is not your thing! Block me, filter me out, ignore me, but do not harass me. I'll just ignore you.
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🌟𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒𝖘 𝕴 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗🌟
💜Bleach
💜Bungo Stray Dogs
💜Jujutsu Kaisen
💜The Amazing Digital Circus
💜Boku no Hero Academia
💜Spider-Verse
💜Genshin Impact
💜Obey Me
💜Demon Slayer
💜Spy x Family
💜Cyberpunk Edgerunner
💜Twisted Wonderland
💜Black Butler
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💜And many more! If you have any suggestions, feel free to let me know!
😚𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊💅🏾
- Unhealthy relationships
- Obsessive behavior
- Non/con, dubcon, etc.
- Smut
- Gore
- Manipulation
- Toxic behavior
- Graphic descriptions of bodily harm, murder, etc.
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☠𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕹𝕺𝕿 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊🔪
- Incest
- Anything involving underaged characters ((Aged up Characters are okay, though))
- A/B/O or anything involving the omegaverse
- Anything involving piss/scat
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heyyourcool · 7 months
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I feel this should be a 'draw as your favorite ship' moment.
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sassykattery · 10 months
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Love's Web, Part 1
Hi there! Welcome to Part 1 of my new series, "Love's Web." This story features a crossover of characters from Obey Me! and Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse. If you have not seen ATSV, I recommend it, but if you choose not to, looking up the plot online might help guide you into what's going on.
Synopsis: Altaira is a woman who thought that her life couldn't get much weirder, considering she lived with and consulted with demons on the regular. But one day, she learns her life can become a lot more complicated when you learn about the multiverse.
CW: Altaira is afab, uses she/her pronouns. Profanity.
Characters: Altaira (afab oc!), Diavolo, Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Barbatos, all brothers implied, Simeon, Solomon, Miguel O'Hara
Themes: Romance. Jealousy. Multiverse.
Minors and ageless blogs DNI
18+ only
Enjoy~
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"Now, for this year's Student Council budget, we need to assign someone to keep track of the checkbook," Lucifer stated, reading the document in his hand aloud.
"Right, so let's get it over with and tell Altaira she's the only one impartial that can do it," Satan quipped.
"Have you all considered maybe I don't want to do this every year? Don't I at some point become partial just like everyone else?" Altaira grumbled from her seat.
Diavolo smirked behind his hand at her, and her moody reply, finding it to be adorable.
"Altaira has a point," Diavolo agreed. There was a series of eye rolls from some of the brothers at such a response. It was no secret the prince carried a fondness for her, a fondness treading on infatuation. "Surely she would like to have other positions within the council–"
Suddenly, in the middle of the council room floor, there was a tear in the middle of the air, and a bright burst of blue, followed by oranges and reds flashes in a hexagonal shape, radiated from the tear. Through this portal, a figure dropped from it, rolling onto the floor with a loud grunt. The dark blue suited and masked figure came to their knees, looking around at the surveyors. They then rose to their feet and looked down at what seemed to be a watch while mumbling things in another language, which Altaira figured out to be Spanish.
"Hey, Lucifer? What the fuck is that?" Mammon blurted out.
"I'd say not what, but who is that?" Satan replied.
The suited person smacked their hand against their watch-looking device and finally looked up at everyone again. Altaira recognized the print of the suit, having a red spider across the front of it. She also noticed how tall and muscular this person was, nearly a close representation of how the crowned prince looked, which was no small feat.
"Our apologies, but you seem to have stumbled into our realm. May we ask who you are?" Diavolo asked.
"What realm is this?" The figure asked with an airy, masculine voice in a lower tenor pitch.
"This is the Devildom, home of demons," Lucifer replied.
The figure looked down at his watch again and sighed, only to start taking note of the room he was in.
"It seems I ended up here by mistake, and my device is no longer working," the man stated. He looked around and settled on the smaller blonde sitting in her chair, looking him over. With a hand on his waist, he pointed at her with the other. "You're going to help me."
Immediately, there were frowns from the demons in the room. Unfortunately for this newcomer, none of them took kindly to messing with their human. Altaira's brows shot up.
"Me? Why?" She asked a little indignantly.
"You're the only human here, which puts you leagues ahead of the rest of this group in terms of capability," he answered with a bored but spiteful tone.
"Excuse me?" Satan asked angrily.
Diavolo cleared his throat to stop anyone else from speaking. He stood to his feet and looked down at the man from his chair up higher in the Student Council Room.
"While we would like to help you return to where you're from, I would advise against speaking ill of your new hosts," Diavolo warned with a slight smile on his face, indicative of his small agitation. Everyone else sat back, willing to let the prince handle this. They all knew when it came to Altaira, to never get in the prince's way, and even less so, to make an attempt to take her from him.
"How'd he know Altaira is human?" Mammon asked in a whisper, leaning toward Levi. Levi shrugged.
"This technology is sensitive, and I need a human to handle it," the man reiterated, the eyes of his mask narrowing.
"May we have your name?" Barbatos finally repeated the question after watching the event unfold.
"Miguel O'Hara. It should be clear at this point, but I'm from another dimension," the man answered.
"So uh, what's with the suit?" Levi asked, intrigued by the design.
"That's classified," Miguel replied.
"You're a spider-man, aren't you?" Altaira asked.
Miguel muttered under his breath but reluctantly affirmed, walking towards her. "Yes. I figured you'd know something about it," he answered. Diavolo frowned again at the way Miguel studied her, so he left his spot to meet the newcomer on the floor.
"Then I suppose you'll need somewhere to stay and to work on your... device," the prince stated.
"I'll be staying with my assistant," Miguel demanded, more or less.
There was a unison answer of seven voices that said, "No!" Miguel raised a brow.
"What they mean is, the House of Lamentation, where they all live, is full. We have room in another dormitory for you to stay in while you're here. It's not too far," Diavolo clarified.
"Fine. I'll need somewhere to work," Miguel replied with annoyance.
"I think it would be wise to do it here at RAD so that you may make use of our laboratory and supplies, and Altaira can help you," Barbatos suggested.
"Then it's settled. Welcome to the Devildom, Miguel O'Hara," Diavolo said formally, extending his hand. Miguel glared at him for a moment and returned the gesture, with both of them noticing how strong the other's grip was.
"Miguel," Altaira murmured.
The newcomer instantly turned in the direction of that soft call of his name. He found her standing at his flank, peering up at him. His head dipped down to look her over again, noting she was just eye-level with his sternum, and his senses told him she was in her mid-twenties and strongly smelled of vanilla and berries.
"Your name was Altaira?" He asked warily.
"Yes. If you'll follow me, let me show you where you can work," she replied. She turned and started walking toward the door, and when Miguel took one last look at the demons behind them, he received nothing but aggravated glares from almost all of them. Diavolo and Barbatos kept their civil expressions, but there was no doubt with the way the prince watched the human woman leave that he wasn't pleased.
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"This is our lab. I'm the director of lab management, so I'll make sure you aren't disturbed. I'll move the labs around your schedule and ensure your project isn't tampered with," the woman explained as she opened the door to the RAD lab.
Miguel looked around, taking note of what was available.
"This all looks rather... primitive," he observed quietly, approaching some of the instruments.
"Ah, well, this is the home of demons. They rely on magic and less so on technology. To which, I must add, I don't know how much help I'll be to you. I'm going to take a guess you're not just from another universe, but also another time period. Any advancements you've made in technology in your time are unknown to me," she replied.
"You'll be of help. I noticed you had a cellular device on your table, so I assume you know something," he answered, grabbing a few tools as he walked around to an open bench next to a fume hood. "And if you're able to figure that much out, I can't say I've lost all hope just yet."
"You're a ray of sunshine," she mumbled from his right flank. Miguel turned his head slightly toward her.
"Just leave me be for until I get a diagnostic going on this," he somewhat snapped at her.
She was silent, and with a sharp turn of her heel, she turned and left the universal interloper be as she walked toward another door with her name on it beneath "Lab Director" and slammed it shut.
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Knock knock.
"Yes?" Altaira called back out, writing and looking up at her computer.
The door opened, and Miguel stood in the doorway.
"I'd like to retire for the night," he stated. Her eyes darted to the clock on the computer screen before her, and she realized it was well after midnight. In her fit of aggravation, she had worked for nearly eight hours straight without a break, looking at her phone or the time.
"Ah, right, sorry. You could've come and got me," she apologized.
"No, I just finished my own work," he replied coldly. His tone changed slightly to be more considerate. "But I won't stop you if you're not done."
"That's alright," she said as she stood, gathering up her documents and putting them away while she turned off her computer. "I'm sure the brothers will be cross that I never came home."
Miguel was silent as he watched her move about her office, gathering her personal effects and finally standing before him.
"Follow me."
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"So that was RAD we were just at, the academy for demons to learn higher education," Altaira explained as the pair rode in her car. "We are heading to Purgatory Hall, which is where Diavolo said you'll be staying. Your roommates are Solomon, Simeon, and Luke. Solomon is a human sorcerer–"
"Like the biblical Solomon?" He interrupted.
She chuckled, a sound that piqued his senses again. "The very one. Simeon and Luke are angels, yes, the biblical kind, just not as scary. I live with the Morningstar family in the House of Lamentation. And, yes, the biblical ones like Lucifer, Mammon, and so on."
Miguel sat quietly with the information.
"The typical response would be to ask how I, a nonmagical human, ended up in this place," she added with a bit of a humorous lilt to her voice.
"Well?" He asked in that same cold, bored voice he had.
"I was kidnapped," she confessed, sounding very serious but still thoughtful.
"Excuse me?" He sounded genuinely shocked, and in her peripheral, she could see him flinch and whip his head around at her.
She laughed, a sound that tickled his senses again. "I know, I'm pretty comfortable and collected for someone who was kidnapped. Yes, it's true, but I did make the decision myself to stay. I was brought here to be a human exchange student for Diavolo's program here at RAD, but none of them really realized the ramifications of just stealing a human from her world. Diavolo convinced me to stay."
"Ay dios mío, that's insane Altaira," Miguel replied, sounding exasperated. "You were kidnapped, and you speak of it like you're on vacation with your friends. Demons eat souls, human souls, and you do realize–"
She brought the car to a stop at a stop light and looked him over. When he saw the softened look on her face, he stopped.
"I know, Miguel. But there's more to me than you realize, and trust me, I'm well in fine with living here. I've lived here comfortably for the last three years," she replied. She took off again from the intersection, turning down a darkened street toward the dorm.
"What do you mean? How can you be comfortable with demons?" He asked, insisting on an answer.
"Because..." she trailed off. She considered what she was about to say. "Those seven brothers follow my command contractually, and the prince and his butler follow it faithfully." She waited for him to say anything more and then continued. "Those seven are bound to me through individual pacts with each of them. I'm highly trusted by them and the nobility here because I'm someone who can be trusted. I take care of them and do good by the realm as best I can."
Miguel was silent, watching the road ahead of them as a tall building loomed at the end of the street. As they found a spot in front of the building for the car, she put it in park.
"What I'm getting at is, I'd like to help you. But you have to let me help you," she stated, looking at him with a genuine sense of caring before exiting the car. He stepped out and looked up at the towering dorm, dark and ominous like every other structure in the area he'd seen so far.
"Welcome to Purgatory Hall," she announced with a hand waving vaguely in the air as she walked to the front doors. They walked inside together and she led him up the stairs.
"It's me," Altaira immediately announced herself to anyone who was still awake.
"Altaira, this is a surprise," Simeon called back out to her.
"Can everyone meet us in the living room? We need to talk," she asked, putting away her keys and shuffling around the hulking man following her.
"Us?" Solomon asked from somewhere else.
After a couple seconds, two of the dormmates came out of their rooms.
"Hey– oh," Solomon craned his neck up at the new guest.
"Who do you have here?" Simeon asked, giving the newcomer a look-over.
"This is Miguel. He accidently ended up here when traveling through the multiverse, and he's staying with you all until he can get back home," she explained nonchalantly, taking a seat on the sofa and beckoning Miguel to sit next to her.
"Here?" Solomon inquired.
"Diavolo's orders," she answered his unasked question.
"Well, welcome, Miguel. We're happy to have you," Simeon said with a smile. "We have a spare room that you'll take. I'm Simeon. This is Solomon. Luke is young, so he's asleep already."
Miguel simply nodded and looked around again.
"So, um, can I ask–"
"He's not a demon, Solomon. He's from earth, and he's a superhero," Altaira interrupted the sorcerer, knowing what he was about to ask as he kept looking at the ranges of Miguel's suit. The eyes of his suit narrowed at the sorcerer, and when Solomon got too close, he leaned away.
"I see. Can you take this off?" Solomon asked, reaching out to the mask.
"Leave him alone, Solomon. He's not your new toy," Altaira barked. Solomon merely smiled and stepped back.
"Of course."
"Give us a couple minutes to make sure his room is ready," Simeon said, dragging Solomon by the shoulder away from the pair.
Altaira turned to Miguel. "I do apologize you'll be here with people you don't know. I promise I'll see you tomorrow. They'll escort you to RAD and I'll meet you there. Try to sleep and I'll see you tomorrow."
He didn't say much, so she got up and left him there. She left hoping that he would consider her words from earlier and take it to heart.
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When Altaira arrived back at the House, she quietly padded down to her room, only to hear someone clear his throat as she walked by. She looked toward the sound and saw two shining rubies in the darkness.
"If it's about the time, you have no room to talk," she mumbled as she opened her bedroom door.
Lucifer followed her in and shut the door. "Were you with him?"
"In a way. I let him into the lab and went to my office to work on lab schedules. He was actually the one to tell me he wanted to rest," she answered, kicking off her boots.
"And?"
"I'm not sure how far he got on his work, but he's not terribly keen on telling me much, so I wouldn't know either way," she replied. "But I took him to Purgatory and got him settled there."
Lucifer pulled her into a hug, causing them to both instantly relax.
"I know you don't trust him, but you have to trust me," she murmured. "I can take care of myself."
"I know. But you're my family and I'll always worry for you."
She hummed in understanding and squeezed the demon tighter.
"And you wreak of him," Lucifer added.
Altaira laughed aloud. "Yes, I'll go take a shower."
Altaira broke the embrace first and walked over to the dresser to fish out her night clothes.
"Diavolo wasn't happy," Lucifer mentioned suddenly.
She barely turned her head at the name.
"Oh?"
"He seemed a bit out of sorts when you left, and after the meeting, he was uncharacteristically unenthused," Lucifer added, trying to gauge her reaction.
"I see," is all she replied. "And what position did you all decide for me?"
"Well..."
"Dammit, again?!" She snapped. Lucifer chuckled at her dismay. When she was done in the dresser, she looked back at Lucifer. "Alright, I'm home. I'm about to shower and go to bed. That means you can sleep," she said, changing the subject.
He chuckled again.
"Yes ma'am."
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The next morning, as Altaira skipped breakfast to gather up some information and books from the royal library and the House's personal library on interdimensional theory to bring with her to RAD. Once she was prepared, she left the House without a word to her roommates and drove herself to class.
Just as she pulled into her parking spot, Diavolo was rolling in next to her in his black sports car. Excitedly, he exited his car quickly to find her in the back of hers.
"Oh, Altaira, let me help," he immediately intervened as she pulled out five very thick books and took them from her hands. "My my, quantum theory and interdimensional travel? Well, I can take a guess as to why you needed these, but there's no sense in you hurting yourself."
She smiled gratefully up at the prince, making his heart flutter as her gaze met his. "Thank you, Diavolo. I appreciate the help."
"Of course. Your office?" He asked.
"Yeah," she replied with a smile, walking with him into RAD.
"I heard you left pretty late last night. Everything go okay?" He asked her quietly as they walked the empty halls. They were likely the only ones there just yet.
"Oh, yeah. I ended up getting so caught up in lab scheduling, Miguel actually came and told me he wanted to go rest," she admitted, rounding a corner.
"That's not like you," Diavolo observed, side-eyeing his companion, shifting the books in his grip.
"I know, but I got it done," she replied quietly, her eyes lowering with guilt.
"I suggest leaving early today so you can rest," the prince murmured when they reached her office door. She unlocked it, and he set her books down on her desk.
"Does that mean I have the headmaster's permission to do so?" She asked teasingly, touching his shoulder as she passed behind him.
"It does, so don't waste it," Diavolo replied with a wide smile but trying to sound serious. They both giggled and sighed. She sat in her office chair, and Diavolo sat in one of her visitor chairs.
"I know you don't like him, but if I help, this will all go smoother," she blurted out softly, staring at her computer. She noticed how he shifted in his chair in her peripheral.
"I can't help but agree," he murmured with a sigh. He crossed his arms and looked out the window in her office. "Tell me if he causes you any issues though. I won't tolerate him hurting you. He's not an ordinary human."
"Ah, you picked up on that. Yeah, spidermen or women usually have some powers, and that's how they end up as superheroes," Altaira replied. She minimized her screen, and her eyes stayed glued to the desktop wallpaper. It was a photo of her and the brothers, royals, and angels all together for a party. She was sitting on Diavolo's lap, and though they were off-center in the photo, on the desktop, it was cropped to show them in the center.
"I shouldn't keep you, I suppose. You already have that focused look about you," Diavolo observed.
She looked up at him and clicked back to a page to cover the screen.
"Ah, sorry, I was actually thinking about something else. Anyway, why don't we get some coffee? It's still early yet," she tried to shuffle away her thoughts.
"That sounds lovely," Diavolo said with a smile, standing when she did. They both got up and walked out of her office. Diavolo followed her closely, sensing something was off about her, but choosing to ignore it in favor of staying in the moment.
Nearing the cafeteria, Altaira heard a commotion and her name being said. She, and consequently Diavolo, circumvented the cafeteria and headed toward the front doors.
"Now, I do apologize, but I'm sure Solomon didn't–"
"Are you fucking serious?! He was trying to kill me!" Miguel barked at Simeon.
"Hey, hey! Shhh, stop, what happened?" Altaira dashed outside to see Miguel looming over Simeon. When he heard and saw Altaira running up to him to stand between him and Simeon, he glared down at her.
"You didn't tell me!" Miguel snapped at her, causing her to flinch slightly.
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jellyfishnugget · 11 months
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Rules for requesting
Hi! im Kyro and this is my writing blog!
First of all my blog is SFW and i wont write Not Safe For Work content of any type.
My content is usually centered on fictional characters, i wont write anything about any real person unless is the reader, im not a native english speaker so i apologice in advance for any misspelling on any of my works or similar things.
with that clear im now going to specify what i will write, what i wont write and some sources i feel confident writing about, but you can usually ask for any other source and i will accept or decline the request but i dont usually decline any of them.
I do not answer to venting asks so please, if you are not one of my close ones do not send me these kind of asks since i do not know how to deal with the life of other people
things i’ll write
headcannons and drabbles
hurt/comfort
song fics
I write for any gender of reader but i do not change the character's gender
and you can ask for whatever you want if it isnt on my i wont write list
I Won't Write
i will not on any circumstance write NSFW
any kinds of self harm (i dont want to deal with this and make someone feel uncomfortable)
serious mental illness (same as before)
Child!reader / unless is with a Child!character as well or someone being their PARENT on a non romantical way
Sources
Resident Evil
Obey Me
TBHK
Genshin Impact
Welcome Home
Spiderman: Across the spiderverse
FNAF
Haikyuu!!!
Naruto
Tokyo Revengers
Jujutsu Kaisen
Demon Slayer
Twisted Wonderland
and much more, just ask if the source you like isnt here!
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bomber-grl · 6 months
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✎ ╰┈➤ What I Write ❤︎₊ ⊹
This is a safe space for everyone except racists, terfs, zionists, pedos, proshippers, pro ana/pro ed, bigots of all kind, or their apologists
-> ❤︎₊ ⊹ Who I’ll Write for -
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Female! Reader
Gn!Reader
Male!Reader
->What Specific Characters I Write For
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Female, male, non-binary characters
Hiro Hamada
Miles Morales
Damian Wayne
Nico Di Angelo
Zuko
Etc.
->What Fandoms I Write For-
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Spider-Man : Into the spiderverse
Marvel
Big Hero 6
Percy Jackson
Avatar The Last Airbender
Avatar
Sally Face
Harry Potter
The Owl House
Gravity Falls
SVTFOE
A good amount of anime (ex: Saiki k, assassination classroom, mob psycho)
The Dragon Prince
Tales of Arcadia
Obey Me
Genshin
The arcana / fictif
Twisted Wonderland
Our life beginning and always
Adventure time
Fiona and cake
Detroit: become human
Arcane
Legend of Zelda
Stranger things
The maze runner
FNAF (both game and movie)
Scott Pilgrim
Creepy pasta 😋
Umbrella academy
Our life (all love interests throughout both games)
->Genres I Write -
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Angst
Fluff
->Boundaries
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Treat me w respect and I’ll do the same
Feel free to message/reach out regarding requests :)
I will occasionally reach out as well, mostly to get more details regarding the request
I wont write anything with topics of ped*philia, romantic student/teacher relationships,pregnancy, or any age regression (age regression just because I’m not fully comfortable!!:))
->Extra things I write
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I also write poly relationships
->Where you can find my writings
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(Nothing yet posted on anything other than tumblr
Ao3 - bomber_grl
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Feel free to ask about any fandoms/characters who aren’t here :)
Despite the fact that I write for all readers, I usually write for gender neutral since I never/hardly use gender specific pronouns. If you would like a fem or masc reader then feel free to request that.
If my reqs are closed and you still choose to request something, I’ll just delete it
[Masterlist]
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vibingandsimping · 8 months
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Hello!
I am quite sorry for those who follow me that I disappeared off the face of the earth for awhile.
I have been facing some health issues and a lot of personal shit (like the loss of a few pets). Thank you for those whom still follow me.
ANDDD. I am obsessed lately with Baldurs Gate 3. I am DYING to get some requests of the fandom!! It’s so dry with the fics lately and I yearn to serve. Also very willing to write for Resident Evil currently!
As an updated list… here are fandoms I will gladly write for and you can request!
Life is Strange
Left 4 Dead
Harry Potter
Skyrim: TES
Baldurs Gate 3
Obey Me! Shall we Date?
Resident Evil (all games)
Five Nights at Freddy’s
SpiderVerse
Avatar: TLA
+ many, many more… if you are unsure if I know of the franchise please send me an ask! I will update and add it to the list.
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jadejams · 11 months
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hey!
sooo…i kinda just graduated undergrad with a BFA. in saying that i have a good amount of time in my hands now and i’ve always wanted to try my hand at writing. so let’s hope that this blog actually stays active haha!
👇 some things about me!👇
name: jade - or j works too!
age: 21
pronouns: she/her
fandoms:
- harry potter (specifically the marauders)
- stranger things
- arcane
- moon knight
- ITSV/ATSV
- criminal minds
- vox machina
- obey me
- jujutsu kaisen
i’m not sure if i’ll write for all of these but it’s def some of the fandoms i like to read from!
i’m also guatemalan, african american, and irish (a certified mixed kid™️), bi, and plus size.
all that’s def gonna show through my writing time to time. don’t like it, sucks. keep scrolling.
i think that’s all for now, if you ever wanna reach me feel free! this is a side blog though so idk if DMs will work? either way don’t be shy!
xoxo
jade 🍓
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xxhexwolfxx · 29 days
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Update :3
Hello everyone!
I'm so sorry for not posting in a bit! I unfortunately got sick after posting the Spiderverse Hcs. I am feeling better, but I do have some schoolwork to do so writing will be put on hold for just a little bit longer. I will try to get back to writing as soon as I can! I promise I will be posting as soon as I can! My inbox is still open for requests along with my messages if anyone wants to request anything or just to chat. I'm sorry again for the delay!
Have a good day/night! <3
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