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sending myself for the yuuji drabble.... the formatting. i must keep the formatting.
anyways adeuce #23 make my doomed yaoi toxic yuri :3
‧₊˚✧ for my march request event ✧˚₊‧
[accepting requests til april 1st 2026!]
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prompt: “this doesn't mean anything, right?”
character: ace trappola and deuce spade, twst
contains: oc used as main character - not an x reader, yandere, male main character, NOT CANON (i cannot stress this enough), a lil suggestive... don't get used to that
view the oc here. for basics, he's more or less a black panther (jaguar) beastman (referred to as a hybrid, as they are different things, but similar enough if you just want to check this out) named yuujirou. his fic is pending rewrite.
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It's casual.
It's totally casual.
Ace is sprawled out across the couch in Ramshackle's living room, eyes half-lidded and dilated, fixated on the sight before him. Yuuji is reaching over him, close enough that Ace can feel the warmth, met half-way by Deuce.
They're kissing.
They all have been for a while, passing each other around and melting into each other. Ace can't remember how it started, not really.
It had been a joke, he thinks, one that he made. Some dare for Yuuji to shut them up or betting that the hybrid hadn't had his first kiss or something equally stupid. It didn't really matter now when he was in bliss such as this. He was getting drunk off it, almost.
Not like Deuce was any better. The guy was panting, face red and letting out a pathetic whine as Yuuji pulled back for air. Ace's eyes trailed over him, his mussed hair and rumpled shirt from Ace's own previously roaming hands.
He can't even make fun of him for whimpering like he is. Ace himself had been doing the same thing only moments earlier.
And, well, his head is too cloudy to think of anything much other than how hot all this is.
Yuuji himself is the only one that seems mostly unaffected - the two Heartslabyul students flushed and glossy-eyed while only the sheen on Yuuji's lips is giving him away. Well. That and the lightly twitching end of his tail, and the way one of his clawed hands was gripping lightly at Ace's thigh, but those are much more subtle.
His hand had fallen there for support while leaning over the ginger to kiss Deuce, but Ace could pretend the grip was possessive. Could pretend it was a show of claim, could pretend it was a reciprocation of his own hopes and wishes to consume Yuuji's being.
"Hah..." Deuce sighs out, sending a glace Ace's way.
The spark of eye contact is all that's needed for the two of them to be prompted into swapping spit, putting on their own show for the hybrid, much more forward in their advances towards each other than they had been to Yuuji - too scared to scare off the Ramshackle prefect with the weight of their affections but more than willing to smother each other in it.
They both knew how they felt for the hybrid. At some point they had come to an unspoken agreement, gave into sharing him, and at some point further along from that they started pouring that overflowing, twisted obsession into each other. There was more than enough of it to share.
It didn't hurt that they could see how Yuuji's eyes dilated in interest, watching them. Ace moaned lowly when Yuuji's hand flexed against his thigh, and Deuce took it as a sign to tangle his hand in Ace's hair, mirroring some of the ginger's earlier actions.
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I am organizing a lights out protest on tumblr, from March 20th 6AM UTC until March 21st 6AM UTC. It is best if as many tumblr users as possible can join this protest, as a mass downtime in users is the only way the tumblr staff will listen to us.
If you cherish this hellsite, participate. Do your bit. Every person counts.
Thank you for reading, and to @staff @changes: give us our tumblr back, or the people will migrate somewhere else. This is a threat.
Non black people aren’t allowed to call Jabber an evil light skin and that was an inside joke that shouldn’t have left the black part of the fandom in the first place. Thats OUR evil light skin.
I don't usually do these since I feel a bit odd about hinting at my appearance but I also think it looks fun so!
It was super fun!! Thanks @hislittlestar
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