First of all, this is an 18+ blog!! Don’t interact with me if you’re under 18! (THIS INCLUDES FOLLOWING OR SENDING ANON ASKS)
Please know that I don’t care if you’re mature for your age, or if there are different laws in your country, because in America, where I’m living and writing from, it’s illegal to distribute porn/erotic materials to minors, and I won’t be part of that. Even if you think you’re mature enough to handle it, I don’t want you here if you’re a minor. Come back when you’re 18.
That disclaimer out of the way, here’s the rules! (Updated 6/1/21)
I’m not going to be taking fic requests anymore, but I will take drabble/headcanon requests and suggestions.
NSFW is fine, and I am fine with some more gross/hardcore/’problematic’ content.
As of 11/21/20 this blog is multifandom!
Current fandoms I write:
Twisted Wonderland
Hypnosis mic
Dead by Daylight (killers only)
League of Legends (champions, NOT rpf of esports players)
What I will NOT write
-Pregnancy
-Mommy kink
-Age regression/aged down characters (for nsfw.)
-Pedophilia (a two year age gap is not pedophilia.)
-Religious kinks (priests, nuns, blasphemy)
-Scat, watersports, vomit.
-Self harm
-Super angsty stuff, it can put me in a weird headspace to write
-Gore is allowed, but not genital mutilation.
Characters I will NOT write
-Freddy (Dbd)
-The survivors from dbd, I just don’t find them interesting.
- Any of the Yordles from LoL
- No smut for Ortho or Cheka (Twisted wonderland) everyone else is fine, and sfw is okay, but nothing sexual or romantic for them.
- This is a twst seven dwarves hate blog lmao, I’m gonna punt those fuckers
I have the right to not respond to whatever asks I please, and to only write what I feel like. I’m mostly saying this because I really don’t want to burn myself out stressing over needing to write every request that comes my way.
Thank you so much for reading through all this, I’ll come back to update it if need be. Happy requesting!
hooojhh my god. I know ur not the most active anymore but I’m reading your old collection of Bruno fics. Holy shit, you’re the best x reader fanfic writer I’ve come across. Dear lord, you have talent. WOW
Hi friend!
I’ll be honest I haven’t looked back at the blog in a hot minute, but I was scrolling through notes and found your reblogs- they really brightened my day!!!! I’m so happy that people like my old stuff!!!
I’m not as heavily involved with jojos anymore, but god- Bruno still hits different ❤️❤️❤️
You know how i said i wasn’t motivated???? WELL NEVERMIND BECAUSE IM BACK ON MY LEAGUE OF LEGENDS BULLSHIT
I just… I’ve waited so long for hot Malzahar content, and I love Beezahar, I really do, but debonair Malz has given me life and I’m back to simping for him like I did back in high school… so fuck it I’mma be cringe and league post on main. I wrote this in an hour and a half and it’s been a hot minute so sorry if the format is weird or whatever I just wanted to get this out lmaooooooo
Here’s Debonair Malzahar x afab!reader (pretty sure it’s fairly gn but feel free to tell me if I slipped up anywhere)
CW: nsfw content minors DNI, mentions of drinking and crime, and that’s about it tbh. Also weird mind prophet powers.
Valoran city, known for its night life, seedy back alleys, and high society living. Plenty of lowlifes made it their home, hiding in the shadows until they saw a big enough bag to nab, but for the most part, the inhabitants all were proud enough of who they were to walk confidently throughout the streets… and if you weren’t, you’d better respect those who were.
You didn’t have to worry too much, as you’d gotten yourself a cozy little spot in the lavish lifestyle that came with high society. You just had to know when to stay polite, stay respectful, and when to keep your mouth shut, and you could live quite comfortably… though, there was one more requirement to keep up. Though, you never saw it as a chore, but rather, another bonus… your relationship with Malzahar.
The two of you had been dating for quite a while, he trusted you enough not only to show his more genuine affections to you, but to bring you along to any events he decided to grace with his presence. Usually, he’d be sure to gift you an outfit to match his own, and keep you on his arm the entire night, murmuring in your ear about which ones would and wouldn’t survive to ever meet him again. He had a strange gift of prophecy, you knew that… you never quite understood it, but you knew the flash in his eye, the slight green glow that sparked in them before his lips would curl into a thin smirk, and he’d say, oh so casually in your ear, “He owes plenty of money to plenty of people… that’s why he’s trying to get into my good graces~”
All just to watch the poor fool across from him pale and squirm.
No matter the company, though, he was always sure to keep you close, never wanting to lose you to the crowd, or to any unsavory characters that may come along in the process. Whether it be an arm around your waist, his hand gently tracing your shoulders, or perhaps just floating gently alongside you. It was a silent declaration of care, protection, and adoration.
Today, however, he takes it a little farther. Leblanc invited him to this party, full of people too inflated with egos to notice the devastation nipping at their expensive heels. Mortals… they bored him nowadays, they had nothing of worth to offer anymore, not with his new… business partners~
You were a rare exception, you still excited him plenty. You were the only thing keeping him from dying of boredom at this moment… the witch had invited him, and she was late, terribly rude of her. Probably caught up schmoozing, all for the betterment of her deals, no doubt, she’d definitely come out on top of every conversation she had tonight, and it would be nothing but beneficial to deal with the slack jawed idiots that tripped over themselves to discuss her…. Assets.
But that left Malzahar waiting even longer to discuss actual business.
“You look upset.” You murmur, reaching up and gently brushing his hair back, catching his attention once more. He’d taken a seat on a plush chair in a more removed area of the party, close enough waiters would still take notice of empty drinks and rectify the issue, but far enough he wouldn’t be bothered as much. The moment he’d sat down, he’d brought you onto his lap, rasping sweet words in your ear about how there really was no need for you to be anywhere else.
“Upset? No… no, don’t worry yourself.” He hums, “I just need to be patient… she’ll be here in due time.”
It was always a source of frustration not to be able to read his own future, perhaps he’d know how long he’d be stuck waiting… at least he wasn’t alone. People didn’t bat an eye at a couple sitting together, but they always had something to say if he stood alone.
“Mmm… if you say so.” You relent, still playing with his hair, looking him over, “I’m not sure if I believe you though. You look like you have something on your mind… more than usual.”
He chuckles, a harsh, sinister sound. “You have no idea, love. When you see so much, you can’t help but wish to skip to the good parts.”
“And me passing the time by doting on you isn’t a good part~?”
“It’s not a bad part, but… I had a few better ideas for how this night could have gone.”
Ah… if only you hadn’t both been invited to this stupid party. Why couldn’t Leblanc have met with him somewhere else? … because she planned to be here. And apparently the business was important enough to need to meet soon, but not important enough to actually make the time.
He’d actually had plans tonight, not official ones, but rather, to take full advantage of the lack of official plans and use that to his benefit, spending the time with you in every way, emotional and physical. But no, that would have to wait… there was no lack of physicality in your relationship, sure, but it still annoyed him to have to give it up to sit and drink with you on his lap here, when he could do the same at home with the added bonus of having you naked.
It would come soon enough, he knew that. He didn’t have to be a prophet to know he was going to bed you tonight. You probably had an inkling of it as well.
“I’m sure your plans will still work at home.”
“They will, but how can I be patient with them in mind?”
You smile gently, a beautiful sight to him, a light of joy he knew would never rot like the rest of this wretched world would. “You just use the time to think of your plans and refine them. I find time goes slower when you’re left anticipating the unknown… not that you’d know about that.” You tease, causing him to laugh slightly.
“Oh but of course. Shall I help you with that, then? Here, to tide you over, my darling.”
You don’t have time to question what he means, what he’s talking about, as with the cooed pet name, he cups your cheek, and the tingling sparking sensation of his touch pulls you in immediately, your vision taking on a green tint.
You’re back in your shared penthouse, your skin bare against the cool room. You’re laying on your stomach, the mattress soft underneath you. You can feel hot lips trailing up your back… hot breath. He’s whispering something you can’t quite make out, but you know from the tone that it’s absolutely filthy. His hands take hold of your hips, you can feel skin on skin, the pushing, the wet feeling of-
You gasp, and you’re back in the large ballroom. Fully clothed on his lap, staring at that wicked smirk. It takes you a moment to register what’s happened, the familiar spark in his eye, and how it had felt to be drawn into… the future? Things to come, shown your own ‘destiny’ as it were, in his bed.
“Malz-“
“Malzahar-!” You hear your own voice cry, hands pressing at his chest weakly, “Slow- slow down- ah~!”
His tan skin is hot under your touch, muscles firm, and you can feel how his heart pounds while he fucks you, hips slapping against yours, jostling you against the sheets. His bangs are slicked down ever so slightly with sweat, falling in the way of deep green eyes, glowing their ethereal glow as he grins down at you. He doesn’t slow, you don’t truly want him to, and he knows it. The relentless pace is intoxicating to both of you, building the pleasure in the pit of your stomach once more, making you cry his name, practically gasping for air as his fingers press to your clit. You’re so close now, just a little more, a little more and you’ll-
You jolt slightly as you come back to his lap, blinking in confusion and breathing heavily.
“Careful now, you almost spilled your drink.” He chides, taking it from your hand and pressing it to your lips. “Come now… open~”
“Open~”
You obey easily, tongue peeking out beyond your lips with practiced obedience. Your eyes are only half open, but the telltale wet sounds, and his low grunts are enough to tell you what’s about to happen, and you aren’t surprised at all when he cums, painting your lips and open mouth with thick strands. You smile up at him, messy and debauched, far from the refined figure you took the appearance of in public, your cheeks now flushed, fresh marks from your previous rounds littering your skin, and you can see the scratches begin to form on his arms and chest from how you’d so desperately clung to him.
“Don’t you see, darling? Your pleasure has already been foretold~ and I’ve been gifted with the opportunity to be the one to grant it to you.”
A small keening noise passes your lips, and you feel yourself being shushed as your vision clears once more, his voice clearer now as well, gently coaxing you back to full lucidity.
“Am I interrupting something?” A woman’s voice, smooth and sultry cuts through.
“Not at all, Lady Leblanc… We were just discussing a few things. Really love, if you can’t behave, I won’t be able to take you anywhere~”
You look between him and the red headed woman, still trying to catch your breath, trying to bring yourself to reality from being jerked around so suddenly. You can hear them talking, but you don’t bother to pay attention, you don’t need to. This is a time you’re meant to stay silent and wait for him to address you again, their business wasn’t one you wanted to be tangled up in… Now, you just trace idle shapes against your lovers skin, forced to wait again, watching the knowing smirk grow on his lips once more.
Pleasure foretold indeed…
Just another night under the heat of neon lights, serenaded by distant sirens…. But you both knew damn well you wouldn’t be trying to sleep tonight anyways.
Can I get the twst boys being sent a nude?? Which ones send one back? If not all of them, then the dorm leaders maybe?
ohoho, dorm leaders it is!
Under the cut for nsfw and for length!
Riddle: Does he send one back? Absolutely not.
He's probably going to send back a slew of upset texts about how you didn't adequately warn him, and he had been trying to study but now he's distracted and it doesn't matter how amazing you look, you can't do it again!!!
... please do it again, he doesn't know how to ask.
Leona: Does he send one back? Probably not, and if he does it's gonna be half assed.
Oh, he's gonna love getting it, he's gonna think it's really good looking, and he appreciates it. But he's a lazy texter, and you're probably just gonna get a 'k' or 'nice' in response. Be warned, though, he's a hunter, so he might just be on the way to appreciate it in person.
Azul: Does he send one back? Maybe, but it's gonna take a bit because his hand is trembling a little bit, and he wants to make sure he has an attractive angle, and good lighting. He's way too picky about them.
He definitely appreciates it, though, he will admit he audibly choked when you first sent it, and if the twins are around, they definitely know what happened. He'll send a few quick compliments, as long as he isn't busy running the lounge.
Kalim: Does he send one back? Yes, but it's all in the process of hyping you up.
He absolutely loves it, expect your phone to blow up for the next twenty minutes as he goes on about how good you look, how sexy you are, how lucky he is to have you and how much he wants to be there right now. If it weren't for the fact you were naked, he'd show off the pictures to anyone that would stand still long enough.
Vil: Does he send one back? Yes. He does. And I'm sorry... it's gonna look better than yours.
He's a model, he knows angles, he knows lighting, he's definitely taken dick pics before, and it's gonna look heavenly. Most likely accompanied by a "Look what you've done, I'm trying to work." Kind of text that makes you know no matter how he huffs, he enjoyed it.
Idia: Does he send one back? If you catch him jerking off, yes. In a burst of confidence, he will.
He'd be mortified later, but in the heat of the moment.. god, you look so good, and it's so easy to be cool about it when you're sending these pictures and you can't see how easily it gets him going, just the sight of you has him with cock in hand... The moment you ask him to come over and see it for himself, he panics.
Malleus: Does he send one back? ... he tries... but.. god, it's not good. He isn't good with his phone camera, it's blurry, a little shaky, and probably the first attempt because he didn't remember he could retake it.
He thinks it's a very nice use of your texts to send him things like this, but he's not used to text tone, so it probably seems super dry when he replies 'Very nice, beloved'. But before you can have any doubts, however, the light of fireflies around you heralds your boyfriends appearance, seeing as he'd very much like to see more for himself.
Would you ever consider doing the dirty talk game again with the new fandoms?
You know what,,, fuck it! Why not?
Dirty talk ask game is open again for the new fandoms! Send in an ask with a character and a kink, and make sure to specify it’s for the game, and I’ll write a quick snippet of spicy dialogue!
could I request rook with a s/o with a strong sense of paranoia, to the point where they can sense when he's hiding nearby sometimes?
Now, I’m not gonna say that it’s one of the things he loves most about you… the man could write whole collections of poems about your beauty both inside and out, sonnets about the way you laugh, and swoons over your smile…
But also he thinks your paranoia is extremely interesting, and part of what makes you fun.
He’d definitely talk to you about it, wide eyed and impressed, he’s an expert hunter and trains well to make sure he’s never spotted, and yet you manage better than anyone else! It’s like you have a sixth sense- perhaps it’s true love, telling you that you’re meant to be! Or, at least, that’s what he likes to say.
Be expected for him to try even harder to surprise you with kisses, and even if it doesn’t work, he’s absolutely beaming at you every time and making mental notes to write down later.
If you do nsfw for twst,,, can I get make out headcanons for Diasomnia? A bit spicier if that’s alright?
My horny spirit never sleeps. I absolutely do nsfw for twst. With like, three exceptions and those are in my rules post
These ended up being more on the tame side because I didn't want to turn it into a general nsfw headcanon list, so feel free to request again if this isn't what you were looking for!
Malleus isn't used to holding anyone, let alone making out, so you're gonna have to be patient and teach him a few things first.
Though, once he gets it, he's happy to oblige and gift you all the attention you could ever want.
He prefers it in the privacy of his room, with you snug on his lap. His hands tend to wander and squeeze, so be sure to remind him of how sharp his nails are if that bugs you, if it doesn't however... oh boy he's gonna grab everything he can reach.
His tongue is longer than yours. It's just a fact, and he will take advantage. His teeth are also sharper, a fact he will take advantage of if given the opportunity.
Expect any moment that his lips aren't against your skin to be spent with him murmuring sweet nothings and praising your touch.
Lilia.... oh dear god Lilia. This man is a whirlwind. The makeout sesh probably started with him in the air and you in a doorway, and he's pushed you back until you fell onto a bed, and in the process he may have floated upside down or circled you or god knows what, but he's having such a great time overwhelming you with kisses that you can't complain much.
He keeps giggling, hands cupping your cheeks sweetly before they trail down to tease and touch as much as you'll let him get away with. He's also a big fan of leaving trails of little bite marks down your neck, and it amuses him to no end if it's somewhere you can't quite cover.
Will gladly kiss you in any position, whether you want to be on top of him, him on top of you, with him hanging from the ceiling, the possibilities are endless and he has nothing but time.
Silver is definitely the most subdued. Not out of lack of interest, or motivation, but just that he enjoys taking things slower and taking his time. Please be aware though that if you put yourselves in too comfortable of a position that he might fall asleep, he doesn't mean to, he promises, it's just that the bed is soft and your body is warm.
He doesn't grab at you as much as his hands just slide over your body, feeling you up. He enjoys pinning you to a wall in empty corridors or behind the stables after everyone else has left, strong arms wrapping around you and urging your leg to wrap around his hip. He gets a bit embarrassed about leaving marks, but will do so somewhere a bit more hidden if you ask him to.
Loves when your hands press against his chest, or when you grab onto his arms, and if you touch him enough, you'll definitely hear the low beginnings of a moan against your tongue.
Sebek is trying his best. This is one of the only ways to shut him up, however momentarily, and it's not easy to keep him down long enough for more than a few kisses. He really likes you! He absolutely loves you, he loves making out with you, but, ya know.. he has a job he definitely needs to do at all hours of the day! Sure the young Master isn't doing anything right now, but he could decide to go out and need a guard and hey- why are you pushing him back down every time he tries to sit up-
In all seriousness, making out with Sebek is enthusiastic, but clumsy. He's gonna bite your tongue a little by accident, you might bump heads once or twice, and he pops a boner so easy it's almost impressive. But he's trying, please be patient with him.
Run your hands through his hair, mess it up a little bit and he'll absolutely m e l t into your arms, and suddenly... yeah he has time for a few more kisses.
Out of the dorm leaders, who do you think would give the best hugs?
Kalim. 100% Kalim is the top tier hugger out of all the dorm leaders, if not the whole school. His excitement is warm, infectious, and he practically radiates comfort.
I think next would be Idia though! A bit of a curve ball, especially next to Kalim, but quantity isn’t a requirement. He’s a bit awkward about it, and he definitely needs to wash his hoodie, but if he’s comfortable with you, he’s a great hugger. Just ignore the smell of stale snacks and focus on how soft the hoodie is.
Malleus is probably the worst hugger out of the leaders because he doesn’t know where to put his arms, and he is a rather slender, pointy man in general.
okay,, ruggie with a rich s/o who spoils him,, he deserves a break.
God… Ruggie would be in heaven.
He’d still probably work odd jobs for extra cash to send home, but to have you giving him things all the time?? Boy would do anything for you.
It’s not just the money either, it’s not the gifts themselves, but the fact you’re giving them to him. The fact you care so much that you give him things that are specifically for him. He’s gotten hand me downs and the “oh yeah go ahead, I don’t use it” kind of gifts in the past, small dumb things that no one misses, but you give him things that made you think of him. You give him stuff you know he loves, and that means more than the cost ever could.
Plus, if he doesn’t have to worry about as many jobs, that’s more time to hang out with you!
If you could very kindly please write a most wonderful piece regarding Cater, Lilia, Malleus, and Jamil comforting their beloved, this one would be most grateful. Thank you kindly.
.... I know exactly who this is, and why it was sent.
thanks babe.
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Cater is real sweet when trying to comfort you. He suggests a fun date in, snuggling up in a pillow fort with snacks, movies, and plenty of silly faced selfies for his feed. Expect to be covered in kisses and hugs, he's rather physical with showing affection, and wants you to feel appreciated.
Lilia has his own way of doing things... don't accept anything he bakes for you. No matter how cutely he offers and talks about how he worked so hard... don't do that to yourself.
Do, however, accept his offers to jam with you! He'll let you borrow any instrument and teach you how to safely scream any of your problems away!
Malleus isn't quite sure what to do.. but he's going to try his best. He offers to take you to his favorite haunts on the campus, showing you his favored roofs for stargazing, gargoyle appreciation, and abandoned haunts that he enjoys lighting up with his magic, showing off quite a bit for you, just to see how impressed you can be by his abilities, and to get your mind off things.
Jamil is shit at dealing with emotions, his or other peoples.
He's either going to work to distract you, offer to have you help him cook, or to do something detail focused so you don't have time to think about what's plaguing you. Alternately, you'll vent about your issues and he'll respond "You should kill him."
Being a good boyfriend though, he'll offer to help.
Hey I see your req are open can you do headcanons vil and Malleus with s/o who have amemura ramuda from hypnosis mic personality ???
Ohohohohohoho I can get behind this!!!
Vil will be glad that they have confidence! His s/o is cute, knows they're cute, and proudly proclaims the fact, so it's a lot less work for him.
Seeing them show off their outfits is always fun for him, while their style is different from his own, he admires the love they put into it.
Their darker side never fails to amuse him, I feel like Vil would love having a partner he can talk shit on people with, and the sheer juxtaposition of the personality makes it all the more fun.
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Malleus would be enchanted by how they act, and would love to have them introduce him to human fashion, candies, and all sorts of cute things!
His aesthetics are dark and traditional, so it's always a bit odd seeing you side by side, but he never minds. He enjoys it, in a way, seeing how different you are from what he's known his whole life.
Seeing his s/os darker side suddenly appear startles him at first, not having expected anything like that from his partner, but he won't ever hold it against them. He won't claim himself to be perfect either, and the sight of their eyes going dark when talking about someone they hate... it makes him feel better about his own grudges, in a way.
leona and trey making workaholic s/o take break if its not too much trouble hehe
Happy end of the school year, you’re almost out!
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Leona honestly gets exhausted just by looking at how hard you push yourself with your studies.
He watches as you pour over textbooks and lecture notes, and with a roll of his eyes he walks over, and you find yourself being lifted from the chair. He ignores all protests or complaints as he drops you on the bed and settles on top of you for a nap.
You’re gonna have to take a break for a while, or spend your time figuring out how to push a fully grown lion man off of you.
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Trey is far gentler. He sets down a cup of hot chocolate, lovingly decorated with whipped cream and sprinkles, alongside a plate with a muffin, or some other baked good he knows you love. All accompanied with a kiss on the temple.
“I really think you should take a break for a bit, you’ve been working non stop.”
He’ll press a bit harder, more insistent if you refuse, coaxing and eventually getting you away from your desk, even if it’s just to sit together and idly talk about some movie you’d watched ages ago, something mindless you don’t have to think too hard about.
Is it possible to request something small like Jamil wanting craving your attention so badly, but he's grumpy, and he doesn't know how to ask for it- so gives a bunch of hisses and grunts as he tries to give you the most terrible hints that he wants kissies - -
Jamil is awful at asking for things.
In his life, either he isn't supposed to have things, and as such, won't get it, or, alternatively, he takes it for himself.
But with you... you... give him??? attention??? when he asks??
Yeah he's not used to that.
So, instead of asking, he just... waits for you to catch on.
and you don't, because who knows what he's ever thinking.
So instead, you both just sit there, and he gets progressively grumpier because you aren't giving him the attention he hasn't requested, until eventually you lean up and on a whim give him a gentle kissy on the cheek, and you can feel the shift in his attitude as he cuddles a bit closer for more~
Egg!!!! I crave Samatoki!!! I would love to see a small bit where Samatoki complains about how their s/o is a bit overbearing, but the moment Jyuto goes "women, amiright?" Samatoki gets defensive and talks about how amazing his wife actually is!!!!
I got u homie, enjoy your trash possum man.
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“And she’s always so clingy!”
“Uh huh”
“The bitch never lets me just do things, she always has to know where I’m going, what I’m doing, can she come? Hell no!”
“Yep.”
Samatoki grumbles and huffs, lighting a cigarette with his friend, continuing his bitching session about the conversation he’d had before coming. How his wife had hung on his arm and asked him his plans so sweetly. It wasn’t like he didn’t spend enough time at home, or that he didn’t like her, but fuck he really wasn’t used to having to tell anyone where he was going.
“That’s the problem with women, they never know when to lay off. Warned you about that ball and- woah-“
Jyuto finds himself shook out of his idle comment as Samatoki grabs him by the front of the shirt.
“You tryna say there’s something wrong with my wife??”
“You were the one complaining!”
“Doesn’t give you the right to talk shit on her! She’s better than your sorry ass could dream to have! She’s an absolute gem, and just asks so she knows whether to leave dinner out or not!”
“Would you let go of my-“
“And sure, she’s a bitch sometimes, but ya know what?? that’s my bitch you’re talking about, so show some respect!”
“God- I’m sorry- jeez-“
Samatoki let’s him go, sending the man flat back to the couch as he reclines in his own chair, satisfied with himself.
“Yeah you better be. Thinking I’d just let you insult my wife... lay off.”
