#tumblr pls let this appear in my tag :(

[osaemu]

if u saw the drabble, no u didn't

#sabs posts! #tumblr pls just let my post appear ontl the tags 😔🤞 #i'll repost later #hopefully it shows up ugh

[coolaboutlucy]

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 | 𝙚. 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙨

pairing: nepo baby!business owner!ellie williams x afab!business owner!reader

tags: smut, fingering (r receiving), pet names/name calling?? (dirty girl, pretty, good girl, baby), slight praise??, god why is tagging so hard, mild language, unethical business practices??, thoughts are green, ellie lowk an asshole, but both reader and ellie are pretty harsh to eachother, maybe that’s it, bare with me if i forget something pls. 😭🙏

a/n: i wrote this directly on tumblr bc i did NAWT feel like pulling up google docs today saur the format might be a lil off. i was watching this show on netflix called ‘locked up’, and like an episode from season two is what inspired this!!! 😜 the show is good honestly it just drags on sometimes!!! ive actually never actually written smut any times before this (believe it or not hehe) anyways, let’s get into it!!!

P.S - DEDICATED TO @sweetysaccharine YAWP YAWP!!!! <333 HOPE U ENJOY POOKIEEEE

P.P.S - don’t look at the typos or i will find you (IM JOKING)

rumors traveled fast, and sometimes it wasn’t always good. for one, they could be infuriating. a company you’d been toe to toe with for.. quite some time had gotten a new ceo. some young girl. articles appeared online about some kinda nepotism scandal. the photo on the top of the article displayed a photo of the previous ceo — joel miller, and the new owner, ellie. they looked happy. but why were they accused of something as harmful as nepotism? long story short, joel turned his brother down for the position (even though he was the better option) so ellie could have it. favoritism of sorts. but god was she infuriating! her stupid, flashy displays of wealth (that probably didn’t even belong to her) made you so mad! and also, her arrogance and her constant need to compete with you was very infuriating aswell. you had influence, she had money. wouldn’t these things be considered as a double kill in some perfect world? yes. would you ever even consider working with someone like her? absolutely not. you couldn’t even stand being in the same vicinity as her whenever you two ended up at the same social events.

imagine that terrible, ugly feeling of anger that coursed hot through your veins once finding out she’d brought possibly one of the biggest clients you could’ve ever had. it was one thing for her to shove it in your face that she was wealthy but this? she’d completely overstepped. storming your way through the companies large building, you find yourself at her offices door knocking like a madwoman. “open the goddamn door, williams!” you yell as you attempt to open the door on your own. she doesn’t say anything, but you’re just almost certain she’s smirking or something. she opens the door with this.. look. it was weird. a perfect mixture of condescending, arrogance, and ‘i know what i did and i don’t regret it’. “are you insane?” “mm.. yeah. i guess so.” you laugh, dumbfounded by her. “how bout you come into my office for a seat and a drink?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. “let’s handle this civilly, shall we? knowing you, i have the feeling that this could get real ugly.” she pushed open the door with that same condescending/arrogant smile. of course, reluctantly, you walk inside. maybe this could be resolved civilly.

the sound of some smooth music played. it sounded like micheal buble or something. she walks around her desk to pour you a glass of bourbon. she hands it to and you just hold it. “it’s not poisoned, see?” she says before taking a sip. you take a sip and of it before putting the glass on her desk. “so, i realized that.. i have something you want.” the something being that client. “why else would i be here? that was a really petty move and you know that.” she chuckled. “yknow, i could just.. refer them back to you.” initially, you’re in disbelief. ellie? being generous? no way. she must’ve completely lost it. “but! it comes with a price.” of course it does. nothing was free, not in this economy. you kept your expectations low for this very reason. you raise an eyebrow at her. “we could work together. become business partners.”

she turns her music up a little. she dances her way over to you, circling you a bit. “no chance, ellie. how could i ever work with someone like you?” she chuckled again. “why wouldn’t you work with ‘someone like me’? you have something that i want aswell.” “what?” “power. influence. however you may wanna word it. i admire that.” it had to be some sick joke. why would she wanna work with you? “shouldn’t all your daddys money be more than enough to keep you in a position of power?” you quarry, then crossing your arms. a part of you didn’t believe that she’d been the one asking you for help.

“just think about it. me, giving you money. you, drawing power hungry clients in with that pretty face of yours. we’d work together like yin and yang.” she proposed before taking another sip of the drink in her glass. that was her giving a go at an analogy. was it good? she didn’t know. did she care? not at all. “you bullshitting me, williams?” “not at all. all you gotta do.. is say ‘yes’. cmon.” she offers her hand, those pretty slender fingers and that tattoo that peeking from underneath that black button up shirt were just so.. enticing. you were in your head, just thinking. was this a good idea? could i trust her? she probably has bad intentions. but she was so tempting. this had to be one of the seven deadly sins or something.

she snaps infront of your face. “where’d you go?” she asks. “nowhere.” you respond quickly. “so, you taking the offer or not? or.. will i have to convince you?” she takes a step closer to you. temptation taints your brain.

you’re not in control of your thoughts anymore. ellie was.

her hand seeks solace on your waist. “shouldn’t finding business like this be considered illegal?” you whisper to her. “im not a law abiding woman. and quite frankly, i don’t give two shits.” maybe it wouldn’t be illegal if nobody knew. but all you thought about was her. how she smells. how she’s looking at you. how her hands feel on your body. you can’t stop yourself. your lips crash down onto hers. your fingers tangle in her auburn hair as the both of you kiss passionately. she brings you to her desk, knocking stuff over as she sat you on her desk.

glass shattered, pictures were knocked out of their frames, and her computer mouse was.. somewhere. your back arches into her touch as you let out a soft moan into her mouth. she takes the opportunity to slide her tongue into your mouth. in the competition of dominance between your tongues, she reigns supreme. her hands slide up your body and end up on your oxford button up shirt. she doesn’t unbutton it, she rips that shit open. “i’ll get you a new one.” she mumbled as the buttons from the shirt scatter across the room.

“you’d better. or else id have to come back here and get it by force.” “oh please, you’ll be back here for more reasons than a goddamn shirt.” she said as she peppers kisses down to your jawline, then your neck. “don’t leave any marks.” “but why?” “oh, i dunno, cause i don’t want anyone asking me who i had sex with?” “who gives a shit? your workers get paid to look the other way, don’t they?”

well, she makes a good point. and you can’t argue with a point as valid as that. she sinks her teeth into a sweet spot of your neck, making you moan out as she runs her tongue along the new mark. she sticks her tongue out again to run it all the way down to one of your boobs. the sensation makes you shiver. “wore this pretty bra for me, didntcha? you were just expecting this. you must’ve wanted me to touch you like this, didn’t you? dirty girl. must’ve been waiting for me to bend you over this table.” she rambled all while stripping you of your bra, then leaving soft kisses and licks across the valley of your breasts.

she takes her time, making you wait for it. she knew what she was doing to you, and she was going to make you wait. “ellie, you’re going soo slow! you know what i want.” you whine as she leaves kisses and bites all over your exposed skin. “tell me what you want or you’ll get nothing. tell me where you want me.” she whispered. “i want your fingers.” “where?” “you know where.” “tell me or you get nothing.” you hesitate for a moment before saying feebly. “in.. in my pussy..” “that’s a good girl.”

she smiles as she pushes her hands into your slacks. she could feel your wetness. “i got you this worked up, huh? who knew little miss perfect could get this wet over me, a ‘nepo baby’?” she teased with a cocky smile. she slowly slides your slacks and underwear all the way down to your ankles before she applies a delicious amount of pressure to your clit. you gasp, your hand wrapping around her wrist. “oh, you like that do you, huh? you want more? fucking beg for it. cmon.” she applies more pressure to your clit, rubbing small and soft circles as her fingers ghost your sopping entrance. “oh— please ellie, i need more. give me more.” “gonna take more than that, baby.” you whine when she suddenly takes all that pressure away from you.

you let out another whine as you attempt to rut against her hand. her free hand slaps your thigh as she shakes her head in disapproval. “none of that. keep still. you get nothing until you beg like a good girl.” “please, please. ill do anything. just please touch me.” she chuckles at you. she found it cute how you were so desperate to chase that pleasure. “god, you’re so desperate. you need it so.. goddamn bad, don’t you?” she lets out a grunt in the middle of her sentence as she suddenly plunged into your pussy.

as she moves her fingers, she groans at how wet her you were. first she starts with middle finger, then adding her ring finger. her long fingers are hitting that sweet spot in you. she was making you see stars. “listen to yourself. look at ‘er, she’s crying for me.” she coos as she speeds her pace. you moan out. “watch me, baby.” you slowly look down at her fingers plunging in and out of you. sounds of wet squelching fill your ears. you bite your lip and you toss your head back as you let out a moan. you grind yourself down onto her fingers, chasing that wonderful and blissful orgasm.

you felt a pressure building up in your stomach. your eyes were fluttering open and shut. everytime you looked away, she stopped. you made sure to not look away. once that pressure in your stomach felt like it was gonna release, your moans became more broken. “ellie! ellie— oh fuck! ellie! im gonna cum! don’t stop, please don’t stop!” you say between moans as you bring your hand back down to hold her wrist in place.

“oh yeah? gonna cum? let go for me. make a mess on my fingers. cmon. i know you can do it.” she said as she kept her pace at that same one that was making you see stars. she’d been rambling something to you, talking you through it as she watched you cum all over her fingers. she helps you ride out your orgasm, a slight tremble in your legs becoming more apparent.

“what do we say?” “thank you.” she smiled as she pulled her fingers out. the sudden loss makes you whine. she sucks her fingers clean and you watch as her tongue runs across the length of her fingers. “still being a tease, williams?” you ask as you look at her while she does it. “mm.. well no, i dont think so. just savouring how good you taste.” when she was finally satisfied, she drops her hands. “so, you finally ready to stop being so stubborn and take the deal?” “not a chance if it means we get to have sex like this.” you respond with a chuckle. “maybe you need to be fucked again, hm?” she ask with a smile.

needless to say, you’d went another time, and on the third you fucked ellie. eventually you come to some sort of agreement after you’d been laid on her leather sofa, naked and feeling like you were floating. the only question you had now is what the hell had you gotten into. “will this turn into a scandal?” you ask. “.. probably not if we keep this under wraps.” she responds as she puts her head in the crook of your neck, pressing soft kisses to it. “plus, yknow i can just pay the media off right? they won’t say anything. not a peep.” she reassured as she smiled softly.

#wlfabby #tlou #the last of us #the last of us 2 #the last of us part two #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #ellie x you #tlou x reader #the last of us x reader #ellie x afab!reader #ellie smut #tlou x reader smut

[nmn-yty]

— ๋࣭ ⭑࿐ sweet tooth ｡o♡⋆˚｡⋆.

pairing: kim leehan x reader

summary: leehan teases you while you eat sweets＾＾

tags: 「SFW! fluff! uh... that's it | referring to members by real names e.g. donghyun, sanghyuk (it felt right) | kissing and cuddling from ur sweet crush leehan | reader has no gender! leehan loves everyone~」

word count: 1.4k

a/n: this is my first story on tumblr but im not new to writing stories online! (cough cough my abandoned wattpad cough cough) i decided to write this bc... i cant stop thinking abt leehan hjsjdkhw he's so dreamy... anyways,,, (also my first time writing in 3rd pov so... pls be kind><) i hope you enjoy!

+ stylized lowercase, missing punctuation (not done on purpose), and minimal to no revisions

"can i have a stick?"

there's no way he would actually play this game with you, right? he has his own food sat on the arm rest of the end of your couch. you sit on the opposite end, facing towards him with a pocky stick half eaten in your hand.

"look at how many snacks you have, no way, these are mine!" you say as you finish the stick.

he took your comment harshly, as he started to flash his puppy dog eyes at you accompanied with a pouty frown.

what kim donghyun didnt realize was moments like these are one of the many things you liked most about him. the way his face is perfect in every emotion. how you melt everytime he smiles and shuts his eyes from laughing. the way he constantly pushes up his big glasses because he's really overdue for an eye checkup. how his hair is always the perfect length and the way it bounces, even when he takes the smallest steps... and his perfect puffy lips that pout out when he doesn't get his way.

"can i just have one, please!"

you thought he could never annoy you, but you're reaching your limit. you stare at him and chomp down another stick in seconds.

"mmmh! this chocolate tastes so good."

you closed your eyes in delight, showing donghyun he's really missing out on the snack.

your eyes widened at his sudden movement. he uses his pointer and thumb to lift your chin up, "and what would you do if i took a stick from your mouth?"

you can feel a light wave of pink start to appear on your face. you look away from his gaze, anything to not look embarrassing in front of your crush.

"there's no way you would do that," you can feel the box of pocky shake in your hand as donghyun grabs a piece from the bag.

"how about from my mouth instead?" he says as he lets go of your chin and places the stick in his mouth. he gives a slight smirk as he wiggles the stick slightly in between his teeth, waiting for you to respond.

was he flirting with you? this whole scenario seemed like a dream, how could he be teasing you so much at this time? did he get intel from your other friends? sanghyuk and jaehyun do tend to be chatty so it wouldn't be a surprise if they accidentally slipped your secret to donghyun.

he stopped your spiraling thoughts when he inched closer to you on your end of the couch. you were touching knees at this point. he got so close that the chocolate end of the stick was right in front of your lips. moving back any further would result in you folding your legs up to your chest, pressed against the arm of the couch in an uncomfortable position.

your body moved before your mind did. you quickly took a small bite of the stick in order to create more distance between you and him. the stick split perfectly down the middle. you never craved and hated chocolate so much in your life before.

you finally locked eyes with him again, only to find him eating the rest of the stick, smiling at the way he could easily make you flustered. the boys definitely told him something, there's no way.

he reached into your box again to grab another stick, this time he pointed the uncoated side of the stick to your mouth.

"ahhh," he said, wanting you to open your mouth, "my turn!"

you gave in once again, holding the stick lightly between your teeth, making it easy to move around. donghyun moved in close to the chocolate end, about to take a bite, but you had other plans. you quickly moved the stick to the side, making him open his eyes wide, shocked at your playfulness. he moved fast to try and catch the stick, but he wasn't faster than the movement from your mouth. it started to get more and more funny seeing him try to catch the stick. you both started to giggle and smile at the fun game at hand. the fun ended though when he finally caught the stick, and he was even closer to your face than expected.

there was about 3 inches of space between you two left, and the distance made you freeze. you can feel yourself burning up again. what were his intentions with you? was he teasing you because he was bored? or did he actually receive some knowledge about you liking him and this is him reciprocating?

your mind went blank when you saw him continue. he inched closer and closer to you, nibbling the stick until he was right in your face. you couldn't take it anymore. there had to have been at most a centimeter left of the stick, because you leaned in to catch the end of the stick and you felt your lips crashing harshly into his. you gave him a small, but impactful peck, and moved away quickly to see his reaction. he cupped his hand over his mouth, way to make the first kiss one you'd never forget.

"so youre the one who got to steal the first kiss, huh? you didn't have to give me a bruise though.."

"you wanted to kiss me first?"

"wasn't it obvious?"

you rubbed your thumb on his bottom lip signaling that you were sorry. you looked into his eyes again, both of your minds seemingly thinking the same things.

he placed his hand on your cheek to move your face back to his, meeting his lips once again. this time it was more passionate and slow. you both took your time feeling each crevice of each other's mouth. it started to get a little sloppy, you both couldn't believe this was actually happening, so the kiss turned into a rush of passion being exchanged. it was almost like this was the last kiss you both were going to experience, so you had to make it count. you finally got to feel his soft lips on yours, playing with his tongue as he moved your body closer to his. he started to let out little vocal breaths along with the existing panting from the both of you. hearing how much he was enjoying himself drove you to insanity. was he really as shy and aloof as you thought he always was? or does he know exactly what he wants and he's very good at hiding this side of himself from you?

you were the first one to pull away, a small line of saliva connected your lips, and you quickly pecked him to become disconnected. you stared at him in disbelief, trying to regain a normal heartbeat but light pants still filled the air.

"come here," donghyun propped one of his arms on the top of the couch, motioning for you to move next to him so you two could cuddle.

"did we really just kiss each other again?" you wanted to hear more affirmations from his mouth instead of the fantasy in your mind.

"yes darling, we just kissed."

darling? that pet name made your heartbeat rise up again, causing you to bury your face into his chest.

he started to hum quietly and pet your head softly, you dont know how much of this you can take. it felt like at any moment you were going to melt into a puddle. you started to calm down after a while, moving your arms around him, to hold him tight and never let go of this moment.

you heard a strange ruffled noise coming from the side of you, his arm around you acting like a shield to prevent you from looking. you heard tiny chomps of a familiar stick coming from his mouth. you collected yourself and looked up at his face, only to see a half eaten pocky stick in his mouth. once he locked eyes with you, he quickly ate the stick whole to try and hide the evidence.

you smiled and started to tease him again, "i told you those are my snacks!"

you tried to grab the box from him, but he was familiar with the game you showed him not too long ago. he moved very fast, and catching the box from his hands felt impossible. you both started to giggle again, wishing this perfect moment could last forever.

© nmn-yty ★

#boynextdoor #boynextdoor fluff #boynextdoor x reader #bnd fluff #bnd x reader #bnd imagines #kim leehan #kim leehan fluff #kim leehan x reader #kim leehan imagines #kim donghyun #kim donghyun fluff #kim donghyun x reader #kim donghyun imagines #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #kpop fluff #i love leehan so mucj

[hows-my-handwriting]

the main tag ate my fucking post.

woe gremlin hobies be upon ye

let my shit appear in tags tumblr pls hes just a little guy.

full canvas under the cut

#atsv #hobie brown #hobie brown fanart #sketch dump #i care he greatly #i also have no idea if im drawing him right #zero references not because im good at art but because i am lazy #spiderpunk #across the spider verse

[tlonista]

Astarion fic recs, Batch 2

Thanks so much to everyone who had kind words for my Astarion fic rec list! My habit continues unabated so I wanted to throw out another little batch of mostly recent, mostly hurt/comfort-oriented Astarion-centric fanfic that I liked. As before there's references to Astarion's past abuse and assault so mind the AO3 tags.

Anyway happy holidays fellow pale elf fans, pls tip me off if you watched the latest Larian animated short and felt moved to write about shivering blanket-wrapped Astarion sitting on Karlach's lap.

Incomplete Multi-Chapter:

The Friends We Meet in the Dark by Copaline

Astarion is captured by monster hunters while spiraling over how to earn Tav's affections. Second in a series, but can be read standalone; one of two chapters posted. Big fan of its protective f!Tav, and there's some fun banter with the rest of the gang.

I Don't Know You Yet by thbreakofdawn

Nicely executed modern Bloodweave social media (text messages and Twitter) AU. Astarion is a sex worker and Gale is a grad student struggling with his relationship to his girlfriend Mystra, and they strike up a text-only friendship after a random connection. Very effective use of the multimedia format.

If the Cross on the Door Doesn't Scare You by Aylwyyn228

Sweet, angsty "Astarion starves in the Shadow-Cursed Lands because he's too scared to ask for blood" fic with the added turn of Gale guessing exactly what's happening, but being too toxic-blooded to actually help unless Astarion tells the others about his vampirism.

a half-blown rose by winter_writes

Astarion's "Tav didn't kill Cazador" dialogue in the Patch 5 Epilogue is one of the saddest things in the game, and I'm so excited to see writers running with it. In this fic Astarion was recaptured by Cazador post-game and then finally freed thanks to a fire... but he's terribly injured in the aftermath and ashamed to have his ex-lover see him. Only one chapter so far but I'm a big fan.

death by rock & roll by falco_c

This hasn't been updated in a while and Astarion hasn't actually appeared in it yet, but I'm throwing it in as a bonus because I really love its Almost Famous-y music industry AU vibe. Its translation of the tadpole ensemble into rock-and-roll burnouts, featuring in-world interviews, is absolutely delightful.

One-Shots:

Untitled by trulycertain (Tumblr-only)

It's spawn Astarion realizing he can turn into a bat and flying around and getting tired with Tav around, that's it, that's the fic. Completely adorable fluff. But "Is this what it’s meant to be like? Being a spawn? Not a starved slave?" kills me.

Family by sword_and_lance

Astarion goes to see his family after being turned, and Cazador cements his control over Astarion by offering him some scraps of comfort in the painful aftermath. It's short and restrained and chilling and so so sad.

Pointy Ears by SpaceBarbarianWeird

Yes another fluffy fic, what am I coming to. But who doesn't want to read about Astarion rediscovering trust by letting Tav touch his sensitive pointy ears with some brief digressions into elven social norms and gift-giving.

Complete Multi-Chapter:

Desperate Measures by Asidian

One of the fics that inspired "If the Cross" above, and one of my favorite "Astarion in the Shadow-Cursed Lands" pieces. Very good at balancing a sympathetic take on the character with him being, like canon Astarion, deceptive and a little bit abrasive when cornered. Plus bonus fun with Scratch.

this is a gift (it comes with a price) by ryttu3k

A post-game Ascended Astarion fic in which AA is literally soulless and knows it, and his sometimes-lover Duke Wyll Ravengard discovers over a series of nighttime visits that he secretly hates it. One of my favorite Ascension fics in part because, intentionally or not, it feels weirdly true to the experience of depressive anhedonia?

The Light of the Seven by Verelia

@reddenmore mentioned this one in the tags on my last fic rec list and I wholeheartedly agree; it's a real good Szarr Spawn Family character study delving into the backstory and personality of each of Cazador's "children," including Astarion.

#astarion #baldur's gate 3 #fic recs

[meatydilfpp]

Like Moth to Flame (Stu Marcher x fem!Reader)

Summary: Stu had always been followed by some kind of darkness, that most people did not seem to realise. You however, revelled in it.

In which reader is equally deranged as Stu, and suspects he had something to do with the murders of Casey and her boyfriend. She wants him to open up to her and be hers once and for all.

Warnings/Tags: Explicit sexual content, obsessive behaviour, infatuation, vaginal fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, creampies, discussions of murder, mentions of blood, reader is equally deranged as Stu is. No use of Y/N, reader has no physical description other than being shorter than Stu. Reader has female anatomy.

Words: 4.3k

Cross-posted on ao3.

A/N: This is my first time writing fan fiction since 2018 and I wanna come back strong baby. Additionally, this is my first time ever posting on tumblr so pls be kind while I learn to navigate. I found the lack of exclusive Stu x reader fics disturbing, so I did something about it. Likes and reblogs, as always, greatly appreciated.

Guys, I want the constructive criticism, so feel free to rant about it in my asks if you want! More to come soon x

Also, not beta read 😬

Stu had always been followed by some kind of darkness, that most people did not seem to realise. A kind of malevolent energy followed his every step and action, even though he appeared like a typical teenage boy, forever shrouded in the shadow of Billy Loomis, the guy every girl in school wanted to date, and every boy in school wanted to be mates with. You however, revelled in that darkness, drawn to it like a moth to flame. It was just as well that Stu himself was incredibly social and engaged in regular conversation with you, about everything and anything. It sometimes made you wonder if he was drawn to you the way you were drawn to him. You didn’t have many friends, just a small group of people, you weren’t part of any clubs or societies, you were just there, going to classes, then home, rinse and repeat.

So when the murders of Casey Becker and her boyfriend shook everyone else to the core, you were unbelievably intrigued. And the only person who seemed to be just as unfased as you was Stu.

“I’m just saying, it seems counter productive to call the person you’re trying to kill beforehand. Gets rid of your element of surprise.” Stu said looking down at you as he leaned against a locker and sucking on a lollipop. Next period was soon, and you needed to grab a few books from your locker for your next class. “No you’re right, but-“ you slammed the door to your locker shut, “It’s more fun that way.” You finished with a slight smirk on your face looking up at him. He was so much taller.

More fun that way. Stu could feel his cheeks getting hotter and the fire at the pit of his belly growing larger at your words. You understood. You were just like him. He was sure that if you were to be let out and do something as heinous as what he and Billy have been doing, you would do just as well if not better. Billy had his own motives for what they had done and were planning to do, but he was just there for the thrill of it. Seeing someone beg for their life on their knees in front of him, while he had the power to take it all away, made him feel like a god. Stu had been speaking to you for a while now, he knew you were interested in true crime, horror movies and the like. For a while he believed that your interests simply ended there. Something that intrigued you, something to do to pass the time. But ever since the case of Casey broke out in the community, he has seen nothing but genuine interest in finding out who Ghostface was from you. Not the simplicity of finally identifying who the killer is, but something deeper. He saw how you wanted to get to know him on a more substantial level, understand his motives, his thought process, everything. Sometimes he wondered what you’d do if he told you. Even better, how would things be if you joined him instead of Billy.

He looked down at you with a smirk on his face “Oh yeah? How would you do it then?” You hummed in thought as you walked with him to your next class. You figured if you went into too much detail he’d probably freak out, so instead you simply said: “I would make sure she knew I was coming for her. Nothing personal, but you know, if I am to do something horrible like that, I should at least go all out.”

“So you’d go for something slasher-like or?”

“Slasher. The more blood the better.” You cut him off.

He could barely contain his smile, every word coming out of your mouth drew you to him even more. He had to find a way to get closer to you. He even felt the need to drop in front of you on his knees and tell you everything. You’d probably shake your head at him disappointed and berate him for his sloppiness. He hoped you’d tell him how to do it better, give him ideas, maybe even tell him who to go after next.

“I didn’t think you’d be so messy with it. Being sloppy can lead to getting caught, you know.” He said.

“How do you know Stu, have you done this before?” You asked as you rounded a corner on your way to your classroom. You didn’t know why, but you had a feeling Stu was somehow involved. Logically, you had no reason to suspect him, no more than anyone else in the school, but you felt it deep within you that he wasn’t innocent. There was a glint in his eye every time the incident was brought up, a suppressed look of pride at his actions that he wasn’t able to let out. You wanted to pull that out from him, wanted him to open up to you and only you. If he was Ghostface that is. You were aware that you might be hallucinating the whole thing, but you wouldn’t let that stop you. You wanted to draw that side of him out, and you’d try your best to do just that. The answers to his questions were genuine, and the way he looked at you made you want to fall to your knees for him and worship him; reward him for a job well done. Clean his knives for him, wipe the blood from his face.

“Are you serious?” He quipped back, a slight frown on his face, and you shrugged.

“You seem to know an awful lot Stu.” You said looking up at him suspiciously.

Suddenly, you saw his chest in front of you and you felt yourself be pushed against the wall. Stu leaned his head to look down at you, his one hand toying with the lollipop between his lips. “So do you.” His voice was low “You wouldn’t want me to think it is you, now would you?”

Your eyes danced between his plump lips and icy blue eyes. You toyed with the idea of telling him that it was you, and see his reaction to you taking credit for his work. You decided otherwise, you wouldn’t want to get to his bad side after all, even though you knew he was aware that this was a game for the both of you.

“It’s not me, Stu.” You gently placed your hand on his chest, your eyes staring up at him from underneath your eyelashes. He didn’t say anything back, his eyes boring into yours, his heartbeat a steady rhythm underneath your fingertips. You were so close to him, physically that is, that you could feel the heat radiating off of him. Suddenly, you noticed how red his lips seemed, probably from the lollipop he was sucking. You wanted to take it from him, so that he would finally be able to lean down and place his lips on top of yours. His deep breathing seemed like he was about to do just that, before he let out a deep chuckle that resonated within you.

“You wouldn’t have it in you anyway.” he taunted as he leaned away to let you resume your walking. That statement alone made you want to kill him. He didn’t know what you were and weren’t capable of doing. If he gave you a chance you could prove him wrong any day, properly show him how you would’ve done it.

You shook your head at him. “Whatever you say, Stu.” You turned around to walk away before the sound of your name brought you to a halt.

“Come over to my place tonight.” He said with a look full of confidence, like he was sure you wouldn’t deny him. You were certainly intrigued, this would be the first time you’d hang out with him outside school, and you had zero inclination as to what he may possibly want from you. Regardless, you wanted to humour him, and above all you wanted to be alone with him. It was very obvious you were into him, in more ways than just physically. The darkness that drew you to him seemed to be drawing him to you equally and you wouldn’t pass that opportunity.

“Okay.” You simply said before turning around and heading to your next class, leaving him standing in the middle of the hallway, as people passed by him.

——

Later in the evening, after school, after homework, and after contemplating every possible scenario regarding tonight’s encounter, you suddenly found yourself in Stu’s bedroom, some horror film playing in the background. The room itself held a mix of horror memorabilia, along with the remnants of a seemingly ordinary life- books, movie posters, and a well-worn jacker casually thrown over his desk chair. Your legs crossed, you were sitting on top of his bed, your back against the headboard, the muted glow of a single desk lamp casting an amber hue. Stu was sat next to you, his side touching yours, the heat from his body keeping you warm. A million thoughts were racing through your head, as he hadn’t said anything profound the entire night. Just a single greeting as he met you at his front door, and a question about what horror film you guys should watch. This was all so uncharacteristic of him, his usual loud, outgoing, albeit sometimes annoying demeanour being totally replaced by a quiet, stoic version of himself. A deep sense of discomfort filled you as a result, with a strong desire hidden underneath. Somehow you knew, this was him, not the loud obnoxious guy you knew from school, but this calculating, slightly cold man that was now sat next to you.

A shrill scream sounded from the television, some girl being close to her death probably, but you weren’t paying much attention anyway. You didn’t know if you wanted to climb on Stu’s lap, or confront him about everything.

“See, in real life she wouldn’t sound like that.” His voice was low, his eyes still glued to the screen. Your head snapped at him with the sound of his voice, a stark contrast to the otherwise silent room. You felt as if this was an invitation for you to prod further.

“Yeah?” Your voice barely above a whisper. “How would it be then?” You continued, as you looked up at the side of his face. The glow from the lamp was accentuating his features, the dip of his cheekbones, and the near black of his irises as he turned his head towards you.

“Well, for starters, she wouldn’t scream like that. She’d be too panicked to make any sound.” He said in a low voice as his eyes trailed down your face to your lips. “Then, when she realises what’s going to happen to her, then she’ll scream.” His hand was trailing up to grasp the side of your face bringing you closer to him. “She wouldn’t last long though. I would end her before she made too much noise.” He finished as his breath fanned your face. Your heart was about to beat out of your chest, the way he spoke as if he was the one doing everything send a thrill down your spine, unlike anything you had ever felt before. You couldn’t know for sure, but deep down you knew this was his way of confessing to you, his way of admitting everything without actually admitting to anything. The atmosphere was so charged with the tension of your attraction to him, and the weight of his words, that you could cut through it with a knife. So many different sensations bombarding you at once, that you wanted to straight up combust. You decided that it was now or never. Stu threw the bait, now it was time for you to take it. In a breathless voice you asked, “Did Casey scream?” The smirk on his face and the way his breath hitched told you everything you needed to know. “Yeah, she did.” he said before closing the gap and placing his lips on yours, giving you a slow passionate kiss that made your heart jump out of your chest. His other hand came up to hold the other side of your face, as his kiss deepened and his breath grew heavier. You were ecstatic. You got him to admit it to you. Only you. He was now forever yours. Surely, he was aware of what you were, otherwise he wouldn’t have opened up so easily. You didn’t want to think any of that now. The only thing you wanted to focus on was the feeling of his lips against yours, the touch of his hands on your face, the heat radiating off his body.

Suddenly, you felt yourself be pushed into the bed as his weight came to rest on top of yours. You immediately closed your leg around his waist and pulled him closer to your body. His one hand trailed underneath your shirt to wander against your scorching skin. His touch set your core ablaze, as you finally got to be in the place you wanted to be the most. Beneath Stu, making him feel good. His kisses and ministrations grew ever more passionate as he leaned backwards to take your shirt off you, before doing the same to his soft sweater and discarding it somewhere across his room. The glow of the yellow light coming from the lamp next to his bed combined with the soft street lights streaming in from the window, danced across the curves of the muscles of his toned torso and arms. He was even more beautiful like this. You imagined what he’d looked like with specs of someone’s blood on him, how it would glisten in the light, how you would make sure to meticulously clean it all off, before falling on your knees and sucking him off. You wanted to make him happy, you wanted to do whatever he asked of you. He was sick and deranged, he killed two people, and then gloated about the fact to everyone, without actually admitting to anything.

His head dipped to the side of your neck to suck and lick and nibble as you ran your hands through his short hair and tugged at it. Your heavy breaths drove him crazy, he wanted to devour every single inch of you, coax every sweet sound that he could out of you. His kisses trailed from your neck to your chest, his mouth peppering kisses across your breast, as his hand came up to squeeze the other. His lips wrapped around your nipple, his teeth nipping at it making you let out a long moan. His blue eyes, dark with lust stared at you from your chest, the sounds you were making were driving him insane. He continued trailing kisses down your stomach, before he reached the waistband of your jeans. He made quick work of them, pulling them off along with your underwear in one go. His hands grabbed both your knees and roughly spread your legs apart, his eyes looking down at your glistening pussy, a wide grin taking over his features. He glanced up in your eyes, to look at your fucked out expression. He hadn’t even done anything to you yet, and you were already a mess under him.

“You have no idea the things I wanna do to you baby.” He said breathlessly as he dipped his head between your legs, his mouth attacking your clit instantly. A scream escaped your throat, as your hand instantly shot down to grab his hair and pull him closer. His breath was heavy, and he let a low satisfactory hum at your reaction to his assault on your clit. His hands held your legs open as he licked and sucked on your clit like a man starved.

“Fuck baby you taste so good.” He mumbled in-between licks and prods before going back to the task at hand. He wanted to make you cum using his mouth, and then he would make you cum again around his cock. He had always known you weren’t like the rest of them, and all he wanted was to ruin you for him even more. Mold you and turn you into the perfect little thing to be by his side and use whenever he felt like it. And he had done it. He knew you had been aware that something was up with him, but he wanted to see how far you were willing to take your own curiosity in regards to his relation with the murders. He didn’t expect you to be as bold as you were, but it was a pleasant surprise nonetheless.

The more he licked around your clit, the sweeter sounds you made which drove him insane. The finger he decided to slowly push in you slipped inside so easily, that he almost creamed his underwear at the implication. You were so wet for him. He wondered how much of that was due to what he was doing and how much was due to the knowledge that he had killed people. He hoped it was both. His finger made quick work in finding your most sensitive spot before he added a second one. He curled his fingers in and out of you harshly as he sucked your clit so hard, you thought he was gonna rip it off. He was so unbelievably turned on, he wanted to fuck you and hurt you at the same time. The sensations of pleasure and pain ignited a fire within the pit of your belly that you made sure to voice to him.

“Stu I’m gonna cum. Please. Please, don’t stop!” You whined as you threw your head back, your leg twitching and spasming as his harsh movements made you cum right on his face and fingers. The groan he left as he felt your walls squeeze him tight was almost guttural. He couldn’t wait any longer, he wanted to have you now. He slowly pulled his fingers out of you, soaked through. He pulled them apart from each other, strings of your arousal connecting and breaking from between his two fingers.

His eyes marvelled at the sight of his drenched digits, your glistening pussy, your hard nipples, the heat coming off of your skin, and your fucked out expression. He shuffled closer to you, and leaned down again, brining his fingers to your mouth. You didn’t need instructions, you stared deep into your eyes as you grabbed at his wrist with both hands and sucked his fingers clean, your tongue running between his digits, a sly smirk adorning his face the whole time.

“Good girl.” He said as he leaned back, his massive erection tenting his underwear. He quickly kicked them off before grabbing your ankle and pulling you towards the edge of the bed, you ass almost hanging out of his as he towered above you. He looked so ethereal, the glow on his naked skin, the darkness in his eyes, the expression of pure determination to fuck you silly. You were in love.

He brought your legs to rest on his chest, he was too tall for them to rest on his shoulders anyway, and bent his head down to give your ankle a peck as he stared deep into your eyes before bending down and slowly pushing his cock inside. The stretch of his dick made you shudder out a breath as he bottomed out.

“Look at that baby. You swallowed me whole.” A tremble in his voice as he stared down at his pelvis flush against yours in awe. “I thought you’d need more time but you’re such a good girl you took it so easily huh?” He said as he started thrusting in and out of you, each pump of his hips becoming harder and faster. You couldn’t reply to him, all you could do was stare up at him, at the way he was fucking you like he had been craving to do that for ages. Which he did.

His cock was the perfect size and girth, brushing all the sweet spots inside you, the lewd sound of his hips snapping against the back of your thighs filling up the room, the sounds of the movie still playing in the background fading away as the sound of his breaths took over your senses. The grip on your legs tightened as his thrusts grew harder and harder. Your head was thrown back in ecstasy, you couldn’t think of anything else that could make you feel any better in this moment, but when the feeling of his thumb suddenly resting on your clit and starting to rub languid circles in time with his thrusts came to you, you let out a guttural moan. His breaths came out ragged, sweat accumulating on his forehead and chest as he thrust chasing his release.

You could feel the familiar tickle of an orgasm forming within your belly and you told him as such. He bit his lip at the sound of you coming close to climaxing, his ministrations on your clit becoming more erratic. You suddenly felt the cord of your release snap, cumming and clenching all around his dick.

“Oh fuck, oh shit.” He said through gritted teeth, as he felt your pussy convulse around him, he couldn’t describe this feeling as anything else less than euphoric. The feeling of your tight wet heat around him was enough to send him over the edge, and he now didn’t have a reason to hold back. He wrapped his arms around your thighs and thrust into you with whatever little strength was left in him before letting out a strained groan and shooting his load deep inside you.

He stayed inside you like that, your breaths and his coming out heavy. You looked so fucked out, pride filled his chest. He slowly pulled out of your pussy, his cum following suit dripping out of you in thick strings. He trailed his hand between your folds pushing any that leaked out back into you before giving your clit one last little stroke, the feeling making you clench around nothing. You were too sensitive, and too blissed out to worry about the implications of him cumming inside you. If you were being honest with yourself, you didn’t mind. You wanted to be as close and bound to him as possible, this was just another way to achieve that.

You weren’t moving other than your chest rising and falling as you breathed. Stu, probably for the first time in his life, found himself at a loss of words. You looked incredible like this and he wanted more, that much he knew. He pulled his underwear up before grabbing his discarded sweater and throwing it over your head and helping your arms through the sleeves. You unashamedly pulled the collar up to your nose and took a long sniff as you stared deep into his eyes, which made him let out a small chuckle. Cute, he thought.

You scooted back to lean your back against the headboard and cross your legs as Stu rounded the bed and sat down next to you. He broke the silence speaking in a whisper, “You know, most people would run away screaming if they knew the truth. But not you.” His fingers idly traced your thigh where his hand had come to rest. You were staring at him the entire time he spoke. You tentatively shuffled closer to him, your gaze never leaving Stu’s, a silent acknowledgment of the forbidden connection that bound you together. The room seemed to close in around you, and the outside world faded away leaving you two in the shadows.

Stu’s hand reached out, fingertips brushing against your cheek, a feather-light caress that sent a shiver through your entire being. The touch held a promise, an unspoken agreement that transcended the boundaries of reason. Your heart raced, torn between the thrill of the unknown and the magnetic pull of Stu. He knew he didn’t have to say anything more. You knew, and you revelled in it. You revelled in the fact that you were right about him, about who- what he was, what he’d done.

“You’re different.” Stu murmured, his voice a seductive melody against your ears. He had you within his grasp now, and he wouldn’t let you go. “Most people fear what they don’t understand, but not you. You revel in it.” He concluded. His thumb slowly rubbed circles around your cheek as he rubbed your face.

In that charged moment, with the post sex bliss setting in, the unspoken tension crackled like electricity. The room suddenly became the sanctuary of your shared secrets, his, the things he did, and yours, the fact that you loved him all the more for it, a haven for those who dared to dance on the precipice of chaos and desire.

It was a sick and twisted thing, for so many reasons, but your infatuation with him was nothing less than love, you knew that within you. You were willing to do just as much if not worse than him if he asked for it. You were his in any way that he’d have you, and even though you didn’t know, Stu was yours just as much. He would give himself to you in a way that no one else would ever have. He didn’t believe in the concept of soulmates or even love for that matter, but he knew he would do horrible things if it meant making you happy. He couldn’t wait to see how you’d stick by his side, see you actively participate in what he did, but he was excited to find out.

In this moment, you, aware of the risks, couldn’t deny the magnetic pull that drew you closer to him, willingly surrendering to the allure of the abyss. You leaned your head against his chest. You were drawn to him like a moth to flame, you knew it, but you didn’t care, even if it meant you’d burn.

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[fereldanwench]

CP77 2.0 & Phantom Liberty Spoilers

Since we're only a few days from game patch 2.0 dropping, and there's barely a week left to wait for Phantom Liberty, I just wanted to let folks know how I'll be handling spoilers for filtering purposes and whatnot. ♡

The only spoiler tag I'll be using is #pl spoilers. I'll be using this tag for both my posts and for reblogs, and it'll cover content from both patch 2.0 and Phantom Liberty.

I usually record my thoughts here as I play through games, and I suspect this time will be no different. Most rambling will go under a cut, especially if I'm talking about major story/character events.

I'm starting a totally fresh game, so Phantom Liberty content (aside from, like, gifsets of the trailers and official announcements) probably won't appear here until the end of next week at the earliest.

I'm also going to be filtering out all possible spoiler tags I can think of before patch 2.0 drops, and I likely won't be going into the main Cyberpunk tags until I've finished this run, just to be safe.

How to Filter Tags & Content

And for anyone who's unfamiliar with Tumblr's native content filters, here's some extra info on how to use them:

There are two ways to filter content:

Filtered Tags: This option hides posts that have been tagged with specific hashtags; e.g. #pl spoilers.

Filtered Post Content: This option hides posts that contain your specific keyword or phrase anywhere in the post (sometimes even catches it in reblogs), not just the tags.

If you're really spoiler-averse, I'd recommend using both options to account for all major varieties of spoiler tags, the game name, and character names; e.g. put "solomon reed" in both the filtered tag and filtered post content sections.

To add or remove filters:

If you're on desktop: 1) Click on "Settings" on the left sidebar. 2) Scroll down until you see "Filtered Tags" and "Filtered Post Content." 3) Click the little pencil icon to expand the lists.

If you're on mobile: (I'm on Android, but I'm assuming Apple is similar) 1) Tap on the person icon at the bottom right. This will bring you to your blog. 2) On your blog page, tap on the cog icon at the top right to bring you to your account page. 3) Then tap on "Account settings" and scroll down to "Content you see." 4) You'll have your list of both Filtered Tags and Filtered Content here.

#t: wench.txt #g: cyberpunk 2077

[fariesoiree]

ELBOWS OFF THE TABLE !

01 gonna start off with this is an 18+ account! no minors allowed to follow or interact with any of my works. i will block each and every one that does so. ofc i cannot monitor and catch every single one but i go through my followers lists regularly and occasionally check who likes my posts. do NOT interact with my written fics if you are not over the age of 18. if your age isn’t visible somewhere or i cannot find it, blocked.

i will also block blank accounts. if i cannot tell there is a real person behind the account, i will block it. ideally, your account will have a different background or header or icon than the one tumblr spawns you in with.

02 dni if you do not like dark content. i do not write it myself, however i do repost works from blogs that either write it or interact w people who do. follow at your own risk because it may or may not appear on my blog. i would like to emphasize that i do nawt write it. i will not and never will.

03 my requests are open! that being said, i’m only taking requests for little things so don’t expect a whole fic to be made from it. 2000 words or less c: feel free to tell me your ideas or wtv else comes to your pretty little head

04 do not repost my work. don’t translate it or claim it as your own. leave them on my account. you can still reblog! reblogging is the best way to interact with posts on tumblr and i loveeee seeing the comments that sometimes comes w it

05 every single one of my fics are written with black girls in mind. i only write for fem black readers. most of it is written per what i enjoy, which can be summed up as hyperfem and soft. i sometimes include outfit links because i like to visualize when i write. feel free to ignore and reimagine.

i do not write for nonblack reader, dom reader, masc reader, scat, piss, vomit, blood, knife play, gun play, step/incest, noncon, dubcon, minors, and irl people. although i imagine characters around my age, im not gonna write for a character under 18 and pretend they are.

06 i’m a slow writer. very very very slow. i used to pump out fics back to back but im no longer doing that. it takes me a monthhh to write a fic. don’t expect me to write n write n write. just b patience and i’ll post when im ready.

07 i love every single one of you. you’re all great and your support is amazing. that being said! treat me w respect and i’ll do the same to you. my inbox is open but it’s not free real estate. pls do not enter my dms unless we’re mutuals or i follow you OR you’re inquiring abt commissions. be nice to me. i’ll literally cry and disintegrate if you don’t.

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[epicnightm]

About me...

Well,this is like a guide for all of you, lets start!!!

So,Hi!!! i´m epicnightm, but call me Epic, i´m an UTMV and YW fanatic who likes to draw their characters and sometimes make songs for them

I´m a minor, watch your words

Guys, i´m from Spain, do not expect me to speak english perfectly pls

Do not ask me anything when my requests are closed,when they are open, it will say [REQUESTS OPEN], remember that i am a minor

My brother: @recoepic (he speaks spanish mostly) (EDIT: he now will speak english)

I WILL DRAW:

My OCs

Your OCs (pls send a picture of them)

Other Characters

literally everything that isn´t in the "i won´t draw" section

I WON´T DRAW:

-NSFW

-Commisions (by the moment)

I DON´T KNOW IF I WILL DRAW IT OR NOT

Ships, because it depends of the ship

Characters from other fandoms, because it depends of the character

there are some characters that i don´t like, if i don´t like the character, i won´t draw it

Remember that those are requests, i can make an sketch, full body colored, or even not draw it, just remember that those aren´t commisions and that i just draw them for fun

MY OCs:

I´ve got a few OCs, at the moment they are just Fireflame, Peace, Bruhtastic, Bastard, Deep Purple, Hope, Sigizhe, Aalto, Saudara, Sensēshonaru, Hell, Wave (and more characters that i just have a basic idea), I haven´t published anything about them at the moment, when I do, I´ll update this

If you want to use my characters for your comics, animations, etc, you can use them if you give the proper credit and link back to my tumblr account, also pls tag me so i can see your work!!

Feel free to ask me anything about them or even ask them!! just check if my requests are open or not pls

ABOUT NIGHTVERSE...

Well, NightVerse is an animated series of mine based on utmv, the fact is at this moment i´m still learning how to animate, but it´s difficult.

If you have seen me before, you should know i asked some people to use their characters (spoilers haha)(i won´t say them,good luck finding them!).

I really can´t tell you very much about it because those are spoilers bruh, but i can say it is something a bit weird, i´ll make a whole post talking about that

(P.S. If you want your character to appear in that series maybe he/she can appear in the background of some scenes, but that character will not be relevant to the story, if you want that character to appear that way, tell me via asks!!)

Well, that´s all you should know for now, see ya bruh!!

Last update: 4 february 2024

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[scarahours]

𝐅#𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃! [10 can't it be me?]

Speak of the devil,

"[name]! Are you okay?!" Diluc rushed down the flight of stairs, chasing after you.

And he shall appear.

Scaramouche didn't even need to hear your answer. He'd already found the man in question.

"You motherfucker." Without a single thought, Kunikuzushi lunged forward and grabbed Diluc by the collar - pinning him down on the cold cement as he raised his fist up and swung it against his face.

You stand appalled for a moment before immediately grabbing Scaramouche by his arms to pry him off of the redhead.

"Oh my god! Kunikuzushi stop, let him go!" But despite your best efforts, he merely shakes you off as he continued his assault on the man beneath him.

"LET HIM GO?! THIS BASTARD?" He shouts, but not in the way that a parent would scold their child - no.

He was mad at Diluc for making you cry, but most of all - he was mad at himself for being unable to do anything to stop it. Why, why do you still care so much for the person who's hurt you one too many times? Why are you still defending him?

"JUST STOP OKAY? HE'S NOT WORTH IT AND YOU'LL JUST GET IN TROUBLE!" Your voice cracks from all the shouting, and Kunikuzushi swears he hears his heart shatter.

Ah, so you were thinking about him...

Not Diluc, not anyone else - but him.

You tug on his sleeves, pleading: "Please, let's just go."

He stops, standing up and looking down at what he'd just done. Yet he doesn't feel pity at all, instead, he sneers. Like he'd been waiting for this moment all this time. Diluc doesn't say anything and looks away from him, even with a messed up face he still somehow manages to look good - well enough to count as passable at least.

"I'm not done with you, asshole." Scaramouche turns around and takes your hand in his, intertwining both your fingers alike as he leads you out of the building.

A figure emerges from behind the stairs with a shit eating grin painted across his face.

"You look like shit." He chuckles.

"As if you're any better. Now help me get to the clinic, Kaeya."

"Oh no, riddle me this first. Tell me dear brother, why is it that you just layed there and took the beating?" Kaeya puts a hand on his hip, awaiting for Diluc's answer.

He sighs, shutting his eyes bitterly, "I had a feeling I deserved that."

"Why would you do that?" You ask Kunikuzushi in disbelief, walking closely behind him

"Excuse me? You're seriously asking me that question?" Are you stupid or what?

"I mean - WHY would you go so far for me? We barely know each other." He stops in his track, snapping his head towards you.

For a moment, you swear you see a flash of genuine hurt in his eyes. But it disappeared just as fast as it came.

"You may think of it that way but it's not the same for me."

"Now what does that even—" "Did you eat lunch yet?" Kunikuzushi cuts you off.

"No I didn't." You place a hand atop your stomach, you can feel it growling in hunger.

"Come on then, move faster."

FUN FACTS:

I don't like burgers it genuinely doesn't appeal to me

I had to rewrite everything from memory because Tumblr didn't save it gn

Ignore the time stamp pls

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[thedroneranger]

Housekeeping

Hi, friends! I posted a few weeks ago letting you know I was alive, and then proceeded to be consumed by real life. I'm doing my best to get back on the tumblr with some sort of regularity.

First order of business is updating my tag list! I queued a few posts and saw lots of missing/deactivated blogs. If you're interested in getting a notif when I post new content, pls make sure I have your most up-to-date username.

Warning: I am cleaning up my tag list so if you suddenly don't see your username it's not for any other reason than it does not appear when I'm tagging.

xx, Jay

#thedroneranger #the drone ranger

[kavaeroexe]

AYEEEEEE THANKS DO MY REQUEST<3333333333

You say wanna some kind request about Incubus Obi-wan... Mann i can't image this guy being a Incubus ...but i see him being a demon general ? I dunno..

But let me try , oh yes Incubus!Obi-wan when first time meet with reader?

Maybe reader accidently summon him ,or Obi wan found something interesting about reader?

Have a great day ,luvv you <333

-🐦Anon

I’M SO SORRY FOR REPLYING TO YOUR REQUEST SO LATE ;O;

OH MY GOD YES actually I used to see him as a demon general but incubus is something new to me myself and I like it for the next 5 seconds lmao...

First time (incubus Obi-wan)

warning: typos, bad grammar  

attention! please do not try to repost my works, I only post my works on Tumblr, if anyone see someone stole my works please inform me through the comments, tag me in the works, or message me!  

“I swear if you really call that demon I-” beep boop!

you turned the call off as you shrugged your shoulder, after hearing your best friend’s scold since you want to do the scary thing, at least people’s scary things

but to you not

it’s not that you’re not scared, it’s just you insane... sometimes

now you’re sitting in the pentagram, candle? check, offering? check (it’s a bowl of pasta that you save since last night) yourself? check, the script and pile of questions to the demon(s)? check, doll just in case? check, all check.

so then the ritual begins.

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“Well, how did it go my dear bestie that already having their brain turns into some stupid brain juice?”

“Thanks for saying that”

“That’s an insult”

“Oh”

“back to the question pls” oh yeah you forgot to answer their first question, you then lazily replied “well.. nothing much happened...” you sighed while you sipped a tea cup you got from the cafe earlier.

“really? like zero-incident?”, “yup absolutely zero”

you grumble saying “my effort on preparing the blood...! and there’s absolute zero-incident!? I killed my uncle’s goat for that blood, just for that pentagram! Dayum!!”

they poked your pouted cheek while chuckling “Maybe you did the ritual wrong, I’m glad you’re doing it wrong, at least because of your failure you’re still alive until now.” 

“I don’t like a failure, you know that.”

“and I don’t like that you’re dead on the pentagram, take the good side, idiot.”

“Besides Y/N, there must be something strange tonight, at least with that much preparation and your amount of craziness, maybe somebody will appear”

“I’ll mark your words”

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you open your apartment room, exhausted, and you close your eyes as you walk into your couch, you already recognize your apartment, so you can walk anywhere with your eyes closed.

but the moment you throw yourself onto the couch, why does your couch feels hard? and... hot? like your apartment never has that much temperature to make your couch hot...

you opened your eyes, only to look at a man’s face very close to you and smiling 

next moment you find yourself leaning against a man’s body, bare abs, no clothing for his upper body, and you already found big arms holding you tightly, not wanting you to run away.

“Hello there, pretty little human”

#star wars hc #star wars x reader #star wars writing #star wars fanfic #obi wan kenobi x reader #obi wan x reader #yandere obi wan kenobi #incubus obi-wan #incubus obi wan x reader

[acloudonthehorizon]

back from the dead because im forcing myself to work on this again

anyways hello again miitopia tumblr i am seeking YOUR miitopia ocs to be cameos in MY miitopia comic because i need filler characters!!!!!

more info under the cut pls read if interested

ok so a few things to note

your character(s) may or may not be (minorly) injured, have their face taken, etc. however, they WILL NOT die. thats the main cast's job :3

cameos are just filler characters and will have no effect on the plot except for the fact that they're just like. there

i may alter designs to better fit the setting or simplify designs

you will be credited on pages where your character appears. pls let me know if you're ok with tagging, if you don't i will assume you're not

ok so just reblog or shoot me an ask with a drawn reference (at least a fullbody). a brief description of their personality/demeanor is optional but highly appreciated so i can draw them in a way that fits their personality

these will always be open by the way because do you have any idea how many background npcs you see in this game (cough cough travelers hub)

#miitopia #cameos

[spacedykez]

hello travelers from distant lands and friends of old!! im moth and welcome to my little corner of the internet :D

[BANNER | PFP | PRIDE DIVIDERS | BOUNDARIES | NAMES/PRNS] [tagging system | my writing masterpost | userboxes | sideblogs ]

the first thing to know about me is that i'm a little gremlin! or creechur, depending on the day. sometimes both!! im very adhd and i say random things a lot. the funny people on tumblr give me compliments for them!!

today's preferred pronouns are: [JUST LOOK AT MY PAGE] [all pronouns on my page are good to use! these are simply my favorites, for your convenience!]

past urls: pacificseaotter

now that you know who i am, please go follow my QUEERPLATONIC PARTNER AND WIFE @felicityphoenix5!! we are a package deal do not seperate <3333

i like to bounce between interests!! and i don't tend to stick to one thing for too long. also one thing about me is i Will put anything i am interested in on your dash. i like to talk about literally anything that crosses my mind and i jump between fandoms frequently and quickly.

things that i may post about include but are not limited to the following [colors dont mean anything, i just like color coding things]

mcyt, mostly lifesteal smp, empires smp, and origins smp. i will reblog things related to traffic life, hermitcraft, and mcc though!! and im not really into rats smp or dream smp lore but i'll sometimes reblog fanart/things that appear on my dash. I DO NOT SUPPORT DREAM.

minecraft the game itself (lore as well as me playing it)

lord of the rings & the hobbit

the magnus archives

the owl house

how to train your dragon!!

nature-related things, including space stuff, forest aesthetics, and my favorite animals: crows, moths, bats, and otters (i also like foxes)

sonic (mostly sonic prime) (tails my beloved)

additional interests are Moth Lore and must be unlocked through following me (/silly) no tbh i will just reblog random things i find intersting really so theres no way i could list everything

anyways, please do feel free to send me stuff/tag me in posts abt any of my interests!! and also just anything u think i'd like :DD

im very queer! i WILL block you if you tag my posts as q slur. u don't get to take my identity away from me. fuck you.

i am a lovequeer, ambiamorous aroace!! you can find me rambling about that under the tag #aroposting.

im also a genderqueer, genderfae genderhoarder!! you can find my label hoard HERE, and my pronouns page HERE. its also linked above!! i like collecting genders & neos.

my sideblog for gender things is @takenbythemist.

other things u should know: i like to jokingly flirt with people!! feel free to playfully flirt with me. on that note, let me know if it makes you uncomfy!! i will stop if it ever does.

similarly, pls tell me if i ever use a term for you that you don't like!! i tend to use my dude, man, guys, and bestie for almost everyone, but i can understand if you would rather i didn't use a term for you!!

finally, please use tone indicators with me when possible. i do my best to use them myself, and it really just helps me out when you do. thank you very much!! /gen

[wooahaes]

hi! (first time sending an ask so pls lmk if anyone has this emoji but-) i completely agree w/ u that writers should put a warning or smth that the fanfic will be catered to a certain body type as ive read fanfic w/o that and have felt insecure. not saying these writers are intentionally trying to make ppl feel bad, but they need to realize that sometimes their works do cater to thin/skinny body types and letting readers know that rly isnt a big deal. ty for always speaking ur truth! - 🐱 anon

hi nonny! im gonna answer all ur asks in one go <3 (no need to apologize for spamming! i had a moment of 'oh fuck did i say something wrong' but thats just anxiety brain speaking haha)

honestly! i genuinely don't mind if writers wanna intentionally write works for a thinner reader, it'd just be nice for them to write in a little warning at the beginning of the fic <3 i write chubby readers and mark 'em with chubby!reader so my audience knows, nothing wrong w doing it the other way around!

i also wanna say, i remember looking up "seventeen x chubby reader", "svt x chubby reader", or smth along those lines on tumblr but just knowing almost nothing will pop up 💔. until i saw a little fanfic called "tiger stripes" and was baffled that someone actually wrote something that had someone like me in mind. i remember feeling and being so happy about it. just thank you for your svt x chubby reader works because u make us chubby carats feel so seen 🫶🏼 - 🐱 anon

aaaa ty lovely!! im a chubby gal myself so i love writing chubby!reader fics from time to time when inspiration strikes <3 usually i try to keep everything body neutral so that anyone can enjoy my fics (even in my chubby reader fics, i try not to specify how big reader is so that anyone bigger can enjoy them), but sometimes i just gotta aim something for the chubby gals out there <3 tiger stripes is one of my most beloved fics and it genuinely makes me happy to think of my own stretch marks as tiger stripes hehe <3

ah anyway !! hope im not a bother w/ my asks !! i just wanted to tell u this despite my shyness bc idk, i rly feel like u needed to hear it 🙏🏼 anyway, i also wanna add ur a rly good writer and keep on doing what ur doing 👍🏼 - 🐱 anon

u are 100000% fine!! i love talking to anons and ur always welcome to pop into my inbox whenever you feel like it <3 + it does always help to hear that other chubby carats enjoy my work!! mwah mwah ur so sweet

tw fatphobia mentions (nothing explicitly fatphobic tho) // omg though.. i remember finding this [redacted] x reader fic and bc it appeared under the [removed] tag (smth like that) and i assumed that it was catered to fat ppl. but unfortunately it turned out to be incredibly fatphobic w/ it's themes, plot, + y/n. im not saying u have to be fat to write "x fat reader" fanfic but perhaps step away from writing for ppl u have no understanding of if ur gna write stuff like that.. - 🐱 anon

redacting the guy + the tag from your ask purely to try and avoid anyone tracking down the writer by any means! i trust my followers to not do something like that, but i'd feel better reducing that risk in any way <3

oh yikes! i think like... its worth it to sometimes address fatphobia in writing, but that kind of stuff 100% needs a warning! one of my current fic ideas involves a reader who is confident in her body but kinda relapses back to a previous mindset of 'maybe i Should be ashamed of it' after being fully insulted for being a bigger gal and the fic would absolutely have a warning.

i do agree that you def do not have to be a bigger person to write chubby/fat reader fics, but its definitely something you need to be mindful of when you wanna handle the heavier topics. im always happy to weigh in with my own thoughts + experiences, and im sure other people would be, too! no shame in trying to address it in themes/plot, but there's def a difference between endorsing those ideas and discussing them (and i'll say i have no idea which was being done in this fic)

(btw: no one go looking for this writer to say anything to them btw, we do not promote harassment on this blog--anon ur 100% fine to express ur opinions since i've seen fatphobia in reader fics, too, and it's okay to express discomfort with the idea. i'm always open to discussing things as long as they don't point too directly to anyone's work--and i'm equally open to taking down anything that pinpoints a certain writer.)

anyway ur 100% fine to send as many asks as u want!! im always happy to talk to people esp abt topics like this (or in general too!) <3 ty for being polite tho mwah mwah ur v cute

#🐱 anon #wooahaes.ask #asks.anon #fatphobia tw #(for a mention in another ask anon sent) #(im serious btw i removed the guy + the tag to reduce any risk of the writer being found) #(please do not go looking for the writer)

[s-creations]

He Took My Place - Chapter 2

Wukong was so close to winning. To finally defeat the  Lady Bone Demon and end this absolute nightmare. Not ready for her to get an advantage Wukong was not prepared to face.

((AKA: What if MK was possessed by Lady Bone Demon.))

This is based off a comic from Twitter, by @weaponizedbird Also here on Tumblr! @birddlord Link

Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid       Rating: Teen and Up Audiences         Relationships: Shadowpeach, MK&SunWukong,       Warnings/Additional Tags: Everyone’s going to be here at one point or another, AU, What if MK and Wukong swapt places,  but not in a good way, Shadowpeach, I will continue to make this a pairing for my stories, Hurt/Comfort, will have a happy ending, based on artwork.

It was a good thing to know that, even after so many centuries of pushing the boundaries of life, Wukong was still fireproof. Because Mei didn’t take a second thought before blasting the two monkeys with her newly acquired powers. The Monkey King having to quickly pull Macaque behind him before the Dragon Girl let loose. 

 “Oof, what did you have to eat? A bit spicy.” Wukong casually commented the moment the flames died down. Flashing a smirk to the surprised looks the teens gave back. 

 “M-Monkey King?” Mei cracked out. Wide eyes of shock changing into one of anger upon realizing who she was talking to. 

 Wukong’s front immediately crumbled, clearing his throat. “Look…I know we didn’t leave off on the best foot. But right now, we don’t have time-”

 “Then we’ll make time!” The Dragon Girl growled, Redson immediately grabbing Mei’s arm to hold her back. “I should burn you alive for everything you’ve done!”

 “First off, you already tried and you can’t. Second, we’re running on a short timer. Do we know where everyone else is?”

 “They aren’t with you?”

 “No, the mastermind here left them behind to face the Lady Bone Demon alone.” Macaque answered. 

 “My guess would be they’re still at the shrine, where the fire had been forged again.” Mei offered, crossing her arm.

 “Did Noodle Boy stay behind?” Redson frowned, “That doesn't sound like something he would do. The bleeding heart wouldn’t just stand by while his precious mentor ran off.”

 Wukong winced at that, turning away from the now worried looks the teens were giving him. “...MK did follow me… He followed me, I wasn’t fast enough and…”

 “Monkey King…what happened to my friend?” Mei asked softly.

 “...He’s-”

 “With me.”

 Maybe it was due to the fact that Wukong had become comfortable with the warmth. Or the fact that he foolishly thought that they were too far for Lady Bone Demon to find them. Another lack of judgment on his part. Whatever the reason, Wukong flinched as he was unprepared for the unwelcomed chill that washed over him once more. The jungle bathed in the icy blue he absolutely hated and the voice that made his skin crawl echoed through the area. 

 The Monkey King was able to push the teens away before MK’s attack landed. The wooden platform they were standing on received the full damage. Cracking and splintering, a decent crater created where MK now stood. As the possessed teen stood, Wukong watched as Redson instantly put Mei behind him. Both teens looked worried as blue eyes with no emotion landed on them. 

 “M-MK?” Mei voiced weakly. 

 The teen in question didn’t respond. MK’s appearance was different now. Long gone were the casual, comfy clothing. Items that were synonymous with the teen’s personality. He was now dressed in silver armor, a sleek and structured breastplate with pauldrons covering his upper half. Decorative armored arm sleeves, greaves, and boots the last bit of armor provided for protection. Underneath it were thick garments of blue, gray, and white, with a thin strip of blue wrapped around MK’s forehead in a mock headband. Wukong holding back a growl seeing a familiar crown design embroidered in silver on said item. 

 “Mei, Redson! Get away from MK now, he’s not in control!” the Monkey King called out, “You two need to run!”

 “I would suggest not,” the chilling voice echoed once more, “There is no place in this world that I will not be able to find you. Spare yourself the trouble, hand the Samadhi Fire to me and I will make your end painless.”

 MK took a step forward, the damaged boards creaking dangerously underfoot. Redson took a stance in retaliation. Clenched fist engulfed in flames. 

 “Don’t you dare take another step, Noodle Boy.” The bull teen hissed out dangerously. Something that MK gave no response to. 

 “Ah, the Demon Bull King’s offspring. I really should thank you and your family. After all, if your father hadn’t found my prison, I wouldn’t be where I am now.” Wukong didn’t miss the way the teen faltered hearing those words, “If you had stood aside, I would have thought about leaving you alive…for a while longer. But now you’re just an unwanted pest.”

 Before anyone could move, MK had dashed forward. Almost seeming to teleport in front of the demon teen, landing a devastating blow to Redson’s stomach. Who was flung into the shack behind. The resounding crashes indicated the teen had gone through the wall and into the dense jungle behind. 

 Wukong felt something shift behind him, Macaque appearing before MK. Grabbing the teen’s wrists to pull MK forward and landed a knee into the teen’s stomach. MK letting out a noise of pain. 

 “Don’t! Don’t hurt him!” Wukong called out desperately. 

 MK seemed to recover from the attack quickly. Planting his feet once more, used the position to his advantage, bringing the Shadow Warrior close to headbutt him. Allowing Macaque’s grip to slack enough for MK to break free. The teen wasted no time in grabbing the black-furred monkey’s left arm and snapping it easily. Wukong felt sick hearing the scream of absolute pain coming from Macaque. But not a moment of pause was given when MK grabbed the other’s shoulders and tossed him back. 

 Wukong dashed to stop Macaque from being flung off the high platform. Holding the shaking form close while the broken arm was cradled close to Macaque’s chest. But there wasn’t time to focus on this issue. Now having his path cleared once more, MK started his way back to Mei. 

 “MK…don’t make me hurt you!” The Dragon Girl attempted to look intimidating. Small flames of deep maroon bursting off her form. It did nothing to deter MK.

 Wukong had just enough time to move himself and Macaque out of the way before MK and the path behind said teen was lit up in flames. The Monkey King looked back over, eyes widened thinking he was going to see his successor as nothing more than a pile of charred remains. But MK was unaffected, still making his way forward as if he wasn’t being faced with the hottest fire to ever be created. The light show ended when MK, now close enough, reached out and grabbed Mei by her throat. The girl's eyes wide with fear as her best friend started to choke her. 

 Wukong immediately broke that contact, pushing Mei further back before blocking MK’s punch. The other hand, keeping a tight grip on the teen’s wrist. “Come on kid, you just attacked your best friend, you know you shouldn’t be doing this. Fight back!”

 “Have you finally decided to raise your hand, Sun Wukong?” Lady Bone Demon’s laughter echoed, “Pushed you beyond your limit have I?”

 “MK, you need to listen to me!” Wukong pointedly ignored the bone demon, “Listen, please listen to me, you need to fight her. Please…you need to come back to us… You shouldn't be in this position…”

 There was a spark of hope when the icy blue eyes flickered, familiar warm brown shining through for a split second. Wukong let out a relieved laugh. Grip slacking as he said, “Yeah, come on kid, fight back!”

 “What a foolish king.”

 In an instant, the icy glare returned, and MK took advantage of the slip. Another snap sounded in the air, but this time not from a broken bone. Wukong’s eyes widened in worry as he watched the raised fist from MK become encased in ice. The skin that could be seen beneath showed deep cuts that bled. The Monkey King couldn’t block the attack fast enough, the side of his head receiving the full force of the punch. 

 He could normally brush off such an attack. Standing up the next second with a smile on his face while cleaning the dust off his garments. This time was not like normal times. Wukong was launched into the air, going past the railing and further into the surrounding trees. Eventually losing momentum enough to be stopped by a large trunk. The Great Sage collapses limply onto the closest branch. 

 Head ringing, he attempted to focus on the platform he’d just left. Panic weakly grew as Wukong could only watch as Mei was encased in a large crystal of ice. Both her and MK disappear into a flash of light.

“...hould we trust yo…”

 “We don’t ha…”

 “...th MK and Mei? What are we supp…”

 “...re running against time. We can argue later. Lady Bone Demo…MK and Mei. If…the Shamadi Fire from the Dragon Girl, we’ll be too late to stop any of this.”

 “From the being that willing worked with said demon!”

 “Pigsy, calm down, shouting isn’t going to help the situation. Let’s just wait for Monkey King to wake up. He’ll clear up what happened and what we need to do.”

 Wukong’s head was pounding furiously as he slowly swam up from the darkness. Opening his eyes first showed moving misshapen forms of colors that became more solid. Eventually realizing that he was in a familiar underground temple. Near the grounds where the Samadhi Fire had been reforged. The Monkey King got a brief thought of ‘Never thought I’d see this place again.’ before attempting to sit up. Letting out a low groan as he did so. 

 An arm was immediately wrapped around him, a gentle voice saying, “Easy Peaches, take it slow. You’re not looking so great…”

 “Thanks for the encouraging words Macaque.” Wukong replied weakly. Resting his head on the Shadow Warrior’s shoulder when he fully sat up. Eyes opening again, both sharing a small smile of comfort. “How did we get here?”

 “Redson, that teleportation spell is really useful.”

 “Has he been here before?”

 “Had been to the city, we worked backwards from there.” 

 Wukong weakly nodded to the answer. Eyes traveled slowly over Macaque, about to ask if he was okay, when he spotted the arm in a sling. “Oh…Oh Gods, are you okay?” 

 “Looks worse than it is, I’ll be okay.”

 “Don’t lie to me.”

 Macaque laughed softly, placing a gentle kiss on the other’s forehead. “I’m not lying. I’m a fast healer, you know that. So cute when you’re worried.”

 “Don’t mock me.”

 “Are you two done being…weird?” Both looked up to find Redson standing nearby, arms crossed.

 “It’s called ‘showing affection’, MK and Mei can show you the ropes.” Wukong replied with a smirk, wincing when he attempted to laugh. “Okay, no laughing for now…”

 “I’m going to ignore your comment and let the others know you’re awake. We have a lot to discuss.” The bull teen turned, walking off to the small group of Pigsy, Tang, and Sandy. 

 “How long have I been out?” Wukong asked the black furred monkey. 

 “Few hours.”

 The Monkey King let out a curse. “That was a waste of time… I’m going to assume MK was able to…”

 “Yeah, kid disappeared the moment you were out of the picture.”

 “The clock is ticking down faster than I’d like.”

 “If the Dragon Girl remembers my training,” Redson interrupted once more, “then we can double that time we have to fix this… Which still is not a lot, but it’s something.”

 Pigsy passed by the demon bull teen to tower over the injured Wukong. Who was having a difficult time looking the chef in the eye. “We’ve already been told what happened to Mei…and MK.”

 “I’m sorry,” Wukong whispered, “I…wasn’t fast enough.”

 “...We can’t focus on that. We have a bigger issue, like how are we going to stop all of this. If what Redson and creepy shadow monkey over there said are true, then you’re not in the best shape. Still. But you’re also the only one out of us that could stop the kid.”

 “I can’t fight the kid. I’m just…I’m not able to raise a fist towards him.”

 Pigsy sighed softly. “Look, I’m not…thrilled by this either. But we need to stop all of this, meaning we have to stop MK too.”

 “We might have a silver lining to this,” Macaque said, “Lady Bone Demon’s powerful, but even she has her limit. Between the two possessed kids, the mech, and now the crystal, she’s being stretched thin. There’s no way she’ll be able to hold this all together for much longer. Especially if we add extra stress.”

 “MK’s also fighting. I was able to see that power in him flicker, but it came back too quickly.” Wukong added. 

 “Still proves my point. If we can pile on the pressure, something’s going to break. Hopefully it’s her head.”

 Pigsy nodded slowly as he listened. “If that’s the tentative idea, then we’ll need to divide the work.”

 “I’ll worry about getting the Dragon Girl out of her prison.” Redson stepped forward. 

 The teen jumped when a large hand landed on his shoulders, looking up to a beaming Sandy. The other arm holding Pigsy and Tang close. “And we’ll be there as back up! Just in case, so you can focus on what you need to.”

 “...Thank you, I guess.”

 “That leaves us with the lady and the kid.” said Macaque, looking down at Wukong. 

 Who gave a weak smile in return. “Suppose two broken monkeys can handle two overly powerful beings.”

 “Love that self confidence.”

 “If that’s the plan then. Sandy! Get that van up and running again, we need to head out!”

 “You got it Pigsy!”

 As the group of mortals with one demon teen walked off, Wukong reached out to grab Macaque’s arm quickly. Who looked back with a raised brow. “What’s up Peaches?”

 “First, stop calling me that.”

 “Aw, but I thought you liked it.”

 Wukong flushed, “Sure, but not with the others so close.”

 “Redboy already saw us.”

 “Just- Look, there’s another issue. When I was fighting MK, back in the jungle, I saw cuts being formed on the kid’s arm. The one using the magic. She’s pushing him too hard, it’s too much power for him to maintain safely. If I’m not able to stop him…”

 “MK could end up permanently hurt.”

 “...If not dead.”

 Macaque let out a small sigh before placing a hand on Wukong’s shoulder. “You said that the control over MK wavered when you talked to him. That means the kid’s fighting hard against her control. Physical blows are going to make it worse, for both of you. But if you’re able to reach out through words…that might be the trick.”

 “If he’ll listen to me.” 

 “I have a feeling he will. …I trust you.”

 Wukong snapped his head up, eyes wide hearing this. “...I- Really?”

 “Yeah, really.” 

 The golden monkey didn’t argue as he was pulled into a gentle kiss, this one he responded back to happily. Not surprised or shocked this time. Reaching up to place a hand behind Macaque’s head while the other gripped the front of the other’s garments. Macaque’s good hand burying into golden fur to tilt Wukong’s head up further. Small noises of happiness escaping from both on occasion. 

 “Would you two stop SUCKING FACE and get over here! We need to get going!”

 Both broke away quickly, eyes wide and faces flushed. 

 “Right, sorry!”

 “We’re coming!”

 ________________________

 It wasn’t a welcoming sight that greeted them upon returning to the city. Wukong’s eyes narrowed on the mech that towered over everything. Thinking worriedly that it somehow looked bigger than what he remembered. The entire place covered with large icebergs, the city hidden completely by these newly formed structures. There wasn’t time to worry about this, however, as they had precious few seconds to keep the attack something of a surprise before Lady Bone Demon found them. 

 Unable to transform, Wukong and Macaque traveled up to the top of the mech on a familiar golden cloud. The van continued to travel forward at a fast speed below them, both monkeys watching with wide eyes as it was launched into the air and crashed into the mech’s chest.

 “...Suppose that’s one way in.” Macaque casually commented as they continued to move up. 

 They landed at the very top. Eyes traveling around, keeping an ear out for any signs of approaching danger. Somehow the quiet was even more unnerving. No other signs of life could be seen, but Wukong spotted a familiar staff encased in ice. He was given a quick nod from Macaque, who was already in a fighting stance, before Wukong made his way towards said item.

 “Alright… Here. Comes. Monkey-”

 “KID.”

 Wukong, who had just started to reach out for the staff, had a second to dash back before the ground was shattered. MK now blocking the path, eyes glowing brightly. The Monkey King heard Macaque give a low growl, but remained focused on MK and Lady Bone Demon. 

 “How foolish of you. To arrive on my territory, thinking you could best me.” LBD laughed softly. 

 “You ready for this?” Wukong whispered to Macaque. 

 “Just get through to the kid. Let me deal with the creepy lady.” With that said, Macaque disappeared into the shadows. Appearing next to LBD, who let out a hiss of anger as she was knocked away.

 Wukong wasn’t able to focus on that fighting when he had to block MK. The teen just as stoic as ever, uncaring as further cuts and gashes appear on his arms. As the rest of the teen’s form was covered, the Monkey King could only assume the rest of his body was covered with similar damages. This needed to end quickly. 

 “MK, I know you’re in there,” Wukong said, doing his best to keep the teen at bay. Both baring their teeth as they attempted to overpower the other. “I know you can hear me, you showed me back in the jungle that you’re fighting back. I’m right here, I’m here to help, here to support. You just need to come back.”

 MK seemed to grow angrier by this. Breaking away from the grip, launching forward to ram himself into Wukong’s stomach. The Monkey King let out a pained noise before recovering and wrapping his arms around MK’s middle. Launching the teen by flipping them both over and slammed the teen into the metal. A noise of pain leaving the teen. Cuts now forming near the glowing eyes. 

 Wukong didn’t wait, rushing over to pin the teen down. Who immediately tried to break out of the hold. Even going so far to snap his teeth at the golden monkey. “Stop this, this isn’t you MK! This anger isn’t yours, it’s hers, she’s channeling her aggression through you! Please…just listen to me…”

 When MK didn’t calm down, when the lights didn’t fade, Wukong felt sick with worry. Mind racing as he tried to figure out what he could do to break the teen free of this. Squeezing his eyes tightly before saying, “I’m sorry!”

 That seemed to have done the trick. MK had stopped thrashing, eyes fixated on Wukong. Who took a slow breath before continuing. 

 “I’m sorry… I should have told you what was happening, told you what to prepare for. But I didn’t… I’d faced her before and it was the most damaging fight I’d ever had. I had hoped I could spare you from it. Just have you focus on keeping the city safe so I could quietly take her out. I wasn’t… I wasn’t fast enough, I wasn’t strong enough, and you’re suffering because of my mistakes.”

 “I think I did this because I had faced her before. Thinking I could handle this all just fine. Even when we were back on that airship, showing the map to you all the first time, I had planned on doing everything alone. Then you just,” Wukong laughed weakly, “You were so determined to help me. To help make everything right, because that’s just what you do. Always smiling, making sure everyone’s okay, taking so much on. But I was still so worried about what you had to face, what you had already faced…”

 “It…hit me what I was really worried about. I was…scared. Terrified, about what was coming. What we were going to be up against. You’d already taken on so much and seeing you hurt in any way, because of me… I couldn’t handle it. But everything I did just made it worse. Your friend was hurt, I left you behind, and I just kept…I kept lying to you. But it was more than that…”

 “I never thought I’d live long enough to become someone’s mentor. I was reckless in my younger years, even with my master’s best efforts, and now I’m just…lost. I don’t know what entered my mind to think I needed to have a successor. I just saw you one day and I felt this pull, I can’t really explain it. I just knew you were perfect. As a successor? Maybe…until it became more. A…A son maybe, even saying it sounds weird, but it’s true! I can’t imagine not having you be a part of my life anymore…”

 Wukong let out a shaky breath, eyes shut tight as he pressed his forehead against MK’s gently. “Fight her MK, fight her and come back to me. I need you back…”

“...Monkey King?”

 Wukong's eyes shot open. Letting out a weak laugh seeing warm brown staring up at him. The golden monkey let go of MK’s wrists to cradle the teen’s face gently. “Hey! Hey bud, you’re back! How are you feeling? Probably not that great, but don’t worry, we’ll fix this.”

 “I-I’m sorry…”

 “No, no no, you don’t have anything to be sorry about. Come on, get up, we need to get your staff.” Wukong helped MK sit up, the teen’s eyes flashing blue before going back to brown. “It’s okay, we just need to get your staff. Lean against me, we got this, you’ll be okay, just keep fighting.” 

 It was slow going. MK not only injured, but clearly still fighting against the control that Lady Bone Demon had over him. They pushed forward still, the few feet to the staff seeming like miles now. As they reached said item, Wukong heard something heavy land behind them. Eyes widening with fear upon seeing Macaque’s broken body. The black furred money unmoving. Lady Bone Demon drawing closer.

 “Did you think a weak imitation would be able to stop me!” She cried out in rage, “I’ll rip the life from your bodies before I tear this world apart!”

 “D-Dad…”

 Wukong’s attention went back to the teen in his arms, who was doubled over in pain. Shifting them around, MK now has his back pressed against the golden monkey, who kept his arms tightly around the teen. Frantically whispering ‘It’s okay, you’re okay, we’re going to fix this,’ in an attempt to comfort the pained teen. Taking one of MK’s hands, Wukong cupped his own around it, moving both to reach out for the staff. 

 “Don’t you DARE-”

 Their hands wrapped around said item. A flash of warm, golden light would wash over all in the area. Wukong peeked out slightly to see the shadow of possession being forced from MK, who’s overall self seemed to grow warmer. The staff broke free from the ice and was lifted easily above the two in triumph. 

 Wukong collected the collapsed teen quickly, cradling MK closer while said teen held tightly onto the staff. Knowing MK was safe, the Monkey King looked over to Macaque, who was slowly standing up.

 “Macaque!” Wukong called out desperately, rushing over. Eyes widening as he watched the black furred monkey removed the brace from his arm. 

 Macaque, on his part, moved and stretched said arm before looking up to Wukong. “It’s healed… Kid’s looking better too.”

 Sure enough, the cuts that had covered MK had disappeared. The teen now looked merely tired. Wukong let out a small laugh of relief, pressing his cheek into MK’s forehead. “Yeah…yeah he is.”

 “...Not to break this moment. But if MK’s no longer under possession, that means that-”

 “INSOLENT SIMIANS!” All flinched as the warmth was washed away, Lady Bone Demon floating above them once more. A look of absolute fury on her face. “You think I would fall so quickly! All you’ve done is make this all so much easier. If the girl will not give up the fire willingly, then I shall rip it from her!”

 Another pulse of cold energy emitted from her. A small form falling from where the true Lady Bone Demon now stood. Macaque dashing forward to collect the small child who was once the puppet of the bone demon. There wasn’t time to stop, Macaque sinking into the shadows to join Wukong as they leapt off the mech. Each holding an unmoving child as they fell. Passing by the chest, where an eerie red light emitted from within.

 “M-Mei…” MK said weakly. 

 “It’s okay bud, we’re not done yet.” Wukong said quickly, pulling him closer. 

 The already falling group were joined by Pigsy, Tang, and Sandy emerging from the same area where the light could be seen. Wukong only assumed Redson had stayed behind to help Mei in some way. All landed on the ground easily. Macaque immediately put the small child he’d been carrying off to the side to keep her safe in some way. 

 Wukong’s attention was pulled away from the mech feeling MK shift, helping the teen land on his feet properly. “You okay?”

 “Yeah…yeah I’m fine.” MK took a deep breath before standing tall, staff in hand.

 “...You ready to knock a demon down a few pegs?”

 “Yeah, I’m ready for this to be over.”

 “Me too kid…we got this.”

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