Musings of the Unamused

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My name is Syd and I'm a writer who loves writing about anything and everything! I use fanfics as an escape from my day to day life. I hope my stories can do the same for you!

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Hi! I made fanart of a Yandere visual novel character that you contributed to creating! Would you like me to tag you?

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Kinktober Day 15: Silco

A/N: Mmm Silco

Word Count: 346

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, semi-public, groping, fingering

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The door to Silco’s office was open. The Last Drop was crowded as always, music barely suppressing the mixed conversations of the patrons. You sipped your cocktail and looked out over the crowd. There was a shady deal going on in one corner of the bar, two men arguing over a gleeful looking girl on the dance floor, and a nervous looking guard trying to catch the attention of the bartender. 

“Despite all the depravity going on, people watching is comforting here.”

“You have an odd definition of comforting.”

Silco came up behind you. He blew out a stream of sweet smoke. It curled above your head and slightly blocked out your vision. He placed his hands on either side of you and leaned into your back. He didn’t rest his chin on your shoulder. No, that was too sweet. Too intimate for Silco.

”And your definition is better, great Eye of Zaun?”

”Shut up,” He rolled his eyes. “I haven’t seen you around. Where have you been lurking?”

”None of your business.”

”I think it is.”

”Right. Because of your jealousy.”

He smacked your ass. “Brat.”

”Hey!”

Silco snickered and took another drag of his pipe. His hand squeezed your ass again before moving to your front. As his hand dipped past your pants and into your underwear, you let out a soft sigh. You were glad the building was hazy from people smoking everything from cigarettes to whatever new drug concoction Silco’s gang was selling. It masked Silco’s dark gaze and the way his fingers brushed between your legs.

”Someone’s missed me,” You murmured loud enough for him to hear.

”I’ve missed your body…” Silco’s fingers started to move more. His breath was hot against your hair. “I’ve missed you moaning my name. I’ve missed making you squirm with just my fingers.”

”Silco~”

He hummed in pleasure. “Just like that.”

”L-Let’s go into your office and-“

”Oh. no. We won’t do that. Don’t worry. No one will catch us. And if they do… let them watch. No one can have you like I do.”

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Kinktober Day 14: Von Lycaon

A/N: I need to make a longer version of this...

Word Count: 243

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, omegaverse, overstimulation, marking, heat, cockwarming

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”I’m sorry… I need you. Again.”

Lycaon was in heat. He was normally good at suppressing his urges whenever his cycle started. For him, it felt almost like an embarrassment. He would take on long missions to distract from the urges that clawed from the inside, begging to come out. This time, he couldn’t stop himself. You weren’t much help. You almost egged him on, acting more clingy. Brushing your hand against his, leaning your head against his shoulder, kissing his neck… He broke.

You shifted back into him. His arms wrapped around you, pulling your back even closer to his chest. His body heat radiated off him and covered you like a blanket. His hips slowly rolled into yours, his cock still buried deep inside you from the first round. He buried his nose in your neck.

You hummed softly. “Don’t be sorry. I told you I’d take care of you.”

”That’s supposed to be my line.”

You laughed, tilting your head to the side. Lycaon’s grip grew tighter as his languid thrusts grew faster. Your eyes closed. You were still sensitive, but that only seemed to spur Lycaon on. One of his hands roamed your body, squeezing and tugging. A moan left your lips.

”I love you.” Lycaon’s tongue ran up your neck.

”I love you too~”

”I’ll make you mine over and over again. I won’t stop until I’ve filled you completely and marked every single part of your body.”

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Kinktober Day 13: Halsin

A/N: Guys, I got this... almost 6 months after the fact LOL

Word Count: 223

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, size difference, handjob

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Your lover was no ordinary man. A powerful mage that many relied on, a great fighter, kind, and understanding. He was perfect in every way. Well… Almost every way. You frowned as you stared at Halsin. There he was, in all his nude glory. Perfectly sculpted abs, thick arms, and strong thighs that could crush your head like a melon. He was gorgeous. Your eyes trailed down lower. Your frown deepened. 

Halsin tilted his head. "What's wrong, my love?"

"That won't fit."

"Yes, it will." He looked down at himself. "We'll just have to take it slow."

It was easy for him to say that. He wasn't the one about to have a giant dick plowing his holes. You lowered yourself to your knees. You shifted forward until you were between his legs. Halsin leaned back, gazing down at you with interest. Your hand slowly wrapped around the base of his cock. Your hand couldn’t even close fully.

”So big…” You muttered.

”Maybe you’re just small,” Halsin chuckled.

”No. You’re huge. Trust me.”

”I trust you plenty.”

The purr in his voice sent a shiver down your spine. Your hand moved slowly up his cock. He groaned and closed his eyes. You knew that going right into sex wouldn’t work, not matter how aroused you were. A little foreplay never hurt anyone, right? 

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Kinktober Day 12: Shinada Tatsuo

A/N: I love a pathetic man

Word Count: 292

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, sex work

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"Shinada!!"

Your favorite customer jumped in surprise as you whipped open the door to your room. The former baseball player waved shyly. He had called ahead, saying he was on his way for an interview. But you had other plans. 

“Hey! You seem pretty eager for the- woah!”

You dragged him into the room, slamming the door shut behind him. You pushed him down on your bed and straddled him. Shinada’s face blossomed into a deep red. He was always so cute. His articles weren’t works of groundbreaking journalism. He was always late, in need of money, and spent the last of his paycheck at the massage parlor you worked at. He was pathetic but you loved that about him. 

“Wh-What about the interview?”

“Shinada, when have we ever actually gotten to the interview part?”

“True…” He smiled sheepishly. “But I do really need an article to go out.”

You groaned and leaned down. Your lips brushed against his neck. "Do we have to? I wanna feel you again."

"I can't. I don't have the money, which is why I need to put out this article. So I can keep seeing you."

You frowned and sighed. It sucked when your favorite customer was constantly broke. You continued to kiss his neck, your hands trailing underneath his shirt. He groaned and squeezed his eyes shut. Shinada was just so cute. Although you hated these stupid magazines, you didn't want to be the cause of his troubles.

"Let's make a deal," You lifted your head. "I'll do your interview, but no super personal questions."

"I can do that."

"But after, we have sex."

"I can't do that. I just said I'm broke."

"For free."

Shinada grinned, his cheeks turning red. "You have a deal."

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Fics to Audio: Your Choice

Hi! It's been a while!! Don't worry, I'm still writing fics. I'm just getting a bunch done so I can schedule them all for you!

I recently posted a free update on my Patreon about new things I'm cooking up for y'all. One of those things is audio dramas/drama CDs. While I already have some in the works, I wanted to turn some of my fics into audio!!

This is where you come in.

If you have any fic of mine that you'd REALLY like to hear as an audio (including the spicy ones), please let me know by responding to this post or responding to the post on Patreon.

The one that gets the most comments will be turned into an audio. Have fun!

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Meet Zeus, the CEO of Olympus Airlines in the Greek God otome series, Now Boarding!

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I better see yall writing fanfics for this

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Meet Zeus, the CEO of Olympus Airlines in the Greek God otome series, Now Boarding!

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Hi friends!! My ask box is open once again! I won't be taking requests for fanfics, but I'm open to rambling about scenarios!! Feel free to send anything you want <3

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Kinktober Day 11: Shigaraki Tomura

A/N: I promise I will get through these! Life just got extremely busy

Word Count: 328

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, come licking, overstimulation(?), shigaraki being a brat, bodily fluids

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Shigaraki had always been somewhat of a selfish lover. His pleasure normally came first while you came second. But when you came second, he made sure it was good. He may have been selfish, but he had an ego as well. Part of that ego was proving that he was good at giving pleasure just as he was at receiving it.

It had been two hours of straight sex. You were exhausted, your whole body trembling from exertion. Shigaraki leaned back on his hands as sweat dripped down his body. His head lolled to the side as he looked down at you. His lip curled as he motioned for you to crawl forward.

"Come here."

You groaned. "Shigaraki, I'm tired. Can't I-"

"Come. Here."

You did as he said and crawled forward. You can't exactly remember how you ended up on the floor. You sat in front of his legs, leaning your body against him. He grinned and motioned towards his cock. It was covered in a mixture of cum, sweat, and your bodily fluids. Your nose scrunched. You shook your head.

"No."

"Clean it," His fingers curled through your hair. "For me?"

"It's gross!"

"Which is why you should clean it. Go on."

"Ugh."

You were no stranger to denying a majority of Shigaraki's requests. But sometimes, he gave you that look that told you it would cause more trouble to decline rather than to just do it. You sighed and leaned forward. Your hand gripped the base of his cock. Your tongue slowly swiped up the side of his shaft, cum collecting on your tongue. You were glad you told him to eat and drink better. It was actually palatable, rather than the pure toxic waste it was before.

Shigaraki tugged you forward. He smirked. "There you go. Just like that."

"Mmph." You dragged your teeth against his tip.

"Hey!" He hissed. "I'm still sensitive!"

You pulled back. "I'm just doing what you asked."

"Brat."

"Ditto."

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Kinktober Day 10: Muzan Kibutsuji

A/N: I need to write more fanfics with this man

Word Count: 326

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, punishment, overstimulation, cockwarming, Muzan

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Your husband was always strict. On the rare occasion he was home for a full day, he always had high standards for you and how to act. You did your best to uphold his rules. But if he was gone for long periods of time, you found yourself slipping into old habits. When he came home after almost two months away with no notice, you had no time to prepare. The house was untidy, you hadn't cooked him dinner, and your clothes were wrinkled. You somehow broke almost every single rule at once.

The severity of punishments varied depending on what you had done. And because you had caused such a mess and because your husband was so stressed from his long trip… you were to become his stress relief toy as punishment. The dutiful partner you were, you took the punishment and apologized as often as you could. Which was hard, considering your current position.

"Muzan… please," Sweat dripped down your bare back. "I-I'm sorry."

He hummed, his fingertips bruising your hips. "You shouldn't have done it in the first place."

"Please move! Please…"

"Look at you beg. How pathetic."

One hand held open a book, the other grasping your hip. His cock was buried deep inside you. Your hands were tied tightly behind your back. He had fucked you in the bedroom, then in the kitchen, and now you were forced to sit on his lap while he relaxed with a glass of wine and a book. Your body jolted with every single movement. You couldn't stop squirming as you tried to find relief. Or maybe it was pleasure. You couldn't think.

You swallowed thickly. "I-I'll be better! I swear…!"

"I know you will," He gazed up at you with fiery red eyes. "I'll punish you as many times as I can until you learn to be perfect for me. Understood?"

"Y-Yes, sir."

"That's my good pet. Stay still. Only a little while longer."

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Kinktober Day 9: Subaru Kagami

A/N: Subaru looks so pretty all tied up

Word Count: 225

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, shibari, mild suggestiveness, no actual sex!

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Subaru let out a breath that he had been holding for the past hour. He tried to move, but couldn't. The feeling of the soft red fibers against his skin sent a pleasant tingle down his spine. You pulled back and glanced at the picture in the book before glancing back at your boyfriend. Despite being relatively new to this, you thought you had done a good job. You picked up your camera and quickly snapped a picture.

"I think I need to change the lighting…" You mumbled.

"How does it look?"

You lowered the camera. "You look gorgeous."

His face turned as red as the ropes that tied him up. It was his suggestion to do shibari. Subaru, to no surprise, had done it before. But this was the first time that he was the one getting tied up. You wanted something to look at whenever he was away on missions or if you had to go to longer photography jobs. Thus, it led to him being tied up on the bed. He rested on silk sheets. His legs were tucked under him, his arms tied behind him. The deep red of the rope stood out against his pale skin. Subaru was like a piece of art.

"Are you going to keep taking pictures?"

"Of course," You grinned. "And then we're gonna fuck!"

"Lewd!"

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Kinktober Day 8: Tetsuro Kuroo

A/N: Your boyfriend may be working hard, but he still misses you!

Word Count: 345

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, webcam, mutual masturbation, kuroo away for work :c

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"I miss you!!"

"Christ, Kuroo, don't yell!"

You tried to turn down the volume on your laptop as you pulled one earbud out of your ear. Kuroo's face covered the screen. He's been away on a business trip for almost two weeks now. He made sure to video chat almost every night he could. Even if he was drunk from post work hangouts or dead tired from overtime. You appreciated the effort but you didn't appreciate him almost destroying your ear drums.

"What are you wearing?" 

You scoffed and put your earbud back in. "Wow. Hello to you too."

"I said hello!"

"You screamed in my ears."

"Sorry," He sat back, placing his laptop on his thighs. "I've been thinking about you all day."

"I've been thinking about you too. I miss having you here…"

He raised an eyebrow. "What else do you miss?"

You stayed silent. It was very obvious what Kuroo wanted you to say. You could tell he was ready for what he wanted to come next. His tie was undone and his dress shirt was almost completely unbuttoned. His unruly hair was even more tousled from constantly running his hand through it. There was no denying it. Kuroo looked hot.

"Alright, fine," You sighed and made yourself comfortable on your bed. "Let's get on with it."

"I love you so much, baby."

"Mmh. I love you too." You discarded your shirt.

Kuroo smiled. "God… even through a screen, you look absolutely divine."

"You don't look too bad yourself."

"Ah, that's right. You love it when I look disheveled after work."

You nodded. You watched as Kuroo's hand slowly traveled under the waistband of his pants. You mimicked his movements. Touching yourself would never feel as good as when your boyfriend touched you. But touching yourself while Kuroo did the same? That was a close second. 

"Look at how you make me feel," He muttered, his hand palming his hard cock.

You groaned. "I can't wait until you're back."

"I know, baby. For now… put on a good show for me. Okay?"

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Kinktober Day 7: Tartaglia

A/N: If you can't tell, I love Feral Childe

Word Count: 466

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, bloodplay, feral Childe, injuries, pain, pain kink, Childe having NO filter

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Tartaglia was always a loving partner. He spoiled you rotten with extravagant gifts, dinners, and trips. He was a passionate lover, who always made sure you were comfortable. Your pleasure and happiness always came first to him. But when Tartaglia was "Childe", he'd become a totally different person. It wasn't as if he was cold. He was almost… unhinged.

He never liked it when you saw him in that state. When a mission was over, he'd spend several days alone and then come back like nothing ever happened. So when he showed up, beaten and bloodied from a fight, you were so shocked you could only stare. Tartaglia stumbled inside the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

You shook yourself out of your stupor. "Y-You're hurt! Let me go get some bandages!"

"No." Tartaglia grabbed your wrist and yanked you backwards.

"What are you-"

His lips smashed into yours. You could taste copper, his swollen lips moving against yours almost desperately. He pushed you back towards the bed and took off your shirt. As he shed his own clothes, you finally got a good look at him. He wasn't too beat up. A busted lip, bloody nose, a large cut on his forehead… small cuts and bruises covered his torso. But he didn't even look like he was in pain. In fact, he looked almost happy.

"Slow down!"

"Can't~" He smiled, blood staining his teeth red. "Don't wanna lose the rush."

Your nose scrunched as he pressed himself against you. "Tartaglia, you're getting blood everywhere."

"Don't care."

"H-Hey!" You let out a small yelp as he squeezed your ass. "Aren't you in pain?"

"Feels good~"

You always had an inkling that Tartaglia wasn't showing his true self around you. At least, not a hundred percent. He wanted to hide something from you. You guess the damn finally broke and now he couldn't hold himself back. He kissed you everywhere he could. You were covered in his blood now. It wasn't a lot, but enough to where he kept staring at you. HIs fingers moved over any spot that his blood covered. His breathing was heavy and he had an almost crazed smile on his lips.

You reached out and ran your finger over the cut on his lip. "A-Are you sure you don't wanna get cleaned up?"

"I need you." 

He grabbed your hand and slowly ran it down his neck and bare chest. Your breathing got heavier and heavier. His hand was shaking. You weren't sure if it was from arousal or adrenaline. Maybe it was a mixture of both. He finally pressed your hand against his paints. He was so painfully hard. You could feel his cock throbbing through the fabric. Maybe you should stop questioning him. Your fingers pressed down. He hissed."Fuck."

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Kinktober Day 6: Emperor Belos

A/N: We love to see an emperor on his knees (I may have gone a bit overboard with this one)

Word Count: 457

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, humiliation, Belos on his knees, begging, Belos getting what he deserves, slight exhibitionism

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Emperor Belos had always been a proud man. To the masses, he was a benevolent ruler that brought order to the Boiling Isles. To those closer to him, he was a man to be feared and respected. To you, he was selfish and thought he could own and control anything. That included you. 

You sat on the throne, resting your cheek against your hand. It was much more comfortable here than you had expected. You looked at Emperor Belos. He was on his knees, glaring up at you as if you were his worst enemy. At this moment, you probably were. You were also the first person to force an emperor to his knees. Too bad there was no one to see it.

You lifted your chin. "Why the glare?"

"This is ridiculous! How dare you-"

"Did I give you permission to run your mouth? I asked you a specific question. Answer it."

"I am the emperor!"

Your eyes narrowed. You stood from the throne and walked up to him. You kicked him backwards and stepped on his shoulder. Belos let out a grunt. He glared up at you again. He looked good like this. Beneath you, looking up at you with pure rage. Your eyes traveled down his body. You spotted the tent in his pants. You looked back at him. His face was red. He knew.

"Does the emperor like this?"

"Sh-Shut up!"

"I don't think you're in a position to tell me that."

Belos scoffed. "What do you want?"

"It's not about what I want," You took your foot off him and sat back on the throne. "It's about what you want. Do you want to be bossed around?"

"Of course not."

"Your body tells me otherwise."

He quickly sat up, crossing his legs. "I should have you thrown in a cell."

"Yet, you're not doing a thing. Why don't you be a good boy and come here?"

Belos hesitated. He knew if he followed your command, you'd have control over him. But you also knew that this turned him on. It was so obvious, especially the way he shifted to try and hide his boner. Who knew that you sitting on his throne would lead to this? You would've done it sooner if you had. He stood up. You shook your head.

"No. On your knees. Crawl."

He looked like he wanted to curse you. Instead, he slowly sank down to his knees and crawled over to you. HIs face was almost beet red. You could feel your body heat up with arousal. A man on his knees was always nice to see, but an emperor? This was an opportunity you weren't going to miss. You were going to have fun with this.

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Kinktober Day 5: Tsukishima Kei

A/N: This is my fav kink for Tsukki <3

Word Count: 194

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI, dacryphilia, Tsukki being mean

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"You're so sensitive."

Your boyfriend gazed down at you. One hand pressed your hips into the mattress, the other bracing himself right next to your head. His hips moved languidly. Each thrust was almost painfully slow. You wiggled beneath him, tears streaming down your face. He shook his head, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Does it hurt?"

You shook your head. "N-No… it feels good."

"So good it makes you cry?"

"Yeah~"

"God, you're so cute."

Tsukishima leaned down. He licked up the salty tears on your cheek. When you whimpered, he let out a groan. His thrust got harder and faster. His teeth scraped at your neck as he bit you. He always loved it when you cried. And it wasn't hard to make you cry either. Tsukishima liked taking things slow. It drove you crazy. You just wanted to feel good and fast. But he wanted to draw things out and take his time. 

"You look so cute when you cry," He muttered, nuzzling against you. "You look so cute underneath me, just begging for more."

"Tsukki…"

"Come on~"

"Please…"

He grinned. "Cry more. Maybe I'll give you what you want."