"won't somebody think of the side characters?! 🚶"

18+ -*-  もえ ❣️✌️❣️

[postmoe]

Oh Wow! Masterlist!!

Yandere Alphabet

HETALIA! 

Hazbin Hotel!

BNHA!

JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURES!

PERSONA!

JUJUTSU KAISEN!

Wuthering Waves!

HUNTER X HUNTER

GENSHIN IMPACT!

HONKAI STAR RAIL!

ZENLESS ZONE ZERO!

Stardew Valley!

OBEY ME!

OHSHC!

FINAL FANTASY XV!

The Legend of Zelda!

BALDER’S GATE!

Record of Ragnarok

OUR YANDERE BOYS! 

YANDERE PROMPTS

PICS ART AND VIDS

[postmoe]

LOVED THE LOHEN FIC SM MWAHHH (same anon that simped for lohen hehe) but moe i just wanted to say ive been reading your works for so long. I remember the first time I saw your albedo monster fucking fic in like 2021 (lowkey made me discover things) your the reason i got into dark fic writing and I’ve been checking your blog every now and then for almost the past 5 years. Finally got the courage to say it but thank you your writing has been feeding me for years and its always so delicious.

I saw a comment on another fic a bit after I posted that Albedo one and I realised *I* was the weird one for being surprised that other people were surprised lmao.

Thank you for being such a loyal and loving reader. I’m ashamed my writing has gone downhill but I’m grateful to still have you at my dinner table. Please remember to feed me when I’m old and grey.

[postmoe]

Would you think about writing more of that specific Lohen fic??? It's soooo good, you wrote him soooo good.

Omg thank you so much I hope I can keep him so sadistic and mean. I’d definitely be up for doing lil things like daddy Zhongli au thing (no it’s not abandoned) I have ideas of lil blurbs and stories for Lohen and his broken darling 💜 I’m open to your reader interpretations too!

[postmoe]

Hiiii, love your worksss!! question, do you take male reader requests atm? 👀👉🏼👈🏼

I love requests of all kinds I just haven’t been able to do stuff and the most recent thing I did was not writing it was the Genshin quest I’m sorry.

My favourite ship was in it though!!!! ⛵️⛵️⛵️

I do have penis envy so I love male readers

You’re more than welcome to send one in. I need to understand it’s okay to just do 500 words sometimes lol

[postmoe]

Why are you so fabulous and beautiful

Are you sure you have the right person

[postmoe]

I’ve been reading your fanfics since I was in my mothers womb

I’m very happy they made it that deep I get worried about the security at the cervix

[postmoe]

Two-Legged Beast:

Yandere Lohen x Reader

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non-con, violence, trauma, reader is not having a good time, strangling, it’s less romantic more psychopathic

The smell of the battlefield was no different from what you're used to - blood, mud, shit and, sweat.

Your position is a new one, though. Alone in the wet dirt, slowly turning to mud beneath you as the gentle drizzle of rain falls a bit harder. It's refreshing on your heated flesh, your cheeks feeling satisfied from the cool sensation rather than the hot tears you were choking over only moments ago.

Surprisingly, as you relaxed your body, the pain seemed to dull. Not disappear, just thump and ache in consistent ticks. Your right arm is gone, lost somewhere beneath another body, perhaps. There's that bastard's knife in bicep of your left arm, one of your legs must be broken, your ribs definitely broken. It hurt, but...

In this calming rain on the finally silent battlefield, you think you're ready to sleep. If you wake up later, so be it. If you die, so be it.

"You're fun, you're so fucking fun," a body stops the rain from landing on your face, the man's head grinning above yours as he bends over to get a good look at you. He's got a large bruise forming on his cheek, his nose crooked and blood smudged down his chin. His outfit is torn, leg with a nasty gash, you're quite proud with the work you did on him. He sighed and cupped his nose, cracking it back into place, "I'm really annoyed at that guy who barged in on our fight, you may still have both arms if he didn't... Well, not that it matters now, I'd still insist on taking a limb or three."

You're voice is croaky, and you're sure you swallow a tooth as you open your mouth, preferably your own, "Is everyo-one dead?"

He crouches beside you, the tip of his finger nudging the knife in your arm and making you hiss, "Pretty much. I just killed the last soldier in your group, my side is back at camp."

You're not sure if you narrow your eyes or the swelling just gets tighter around your brows, "Then why are you here?"

"For my knife," he slowly pushes it deeper, a broken whine creaking up your throat. The smile on his face could be called loving, if he weren't covered in blood and it wasn't your pain he was enjoying, "And maybe for you. You don't look like a soldier."

"I'm not. Just a sell sword paid to fight."

"Oh, giving up information so easily?"

You close your eyes again, the ground a lot softer and nicer to rest upon now, except the mud soaking into your open wound of an arm is starting to sting. "The quicker I tell you what you want, the quicker you'll leave me alone," you get quieter, more tired, it's starting to get difficult to talk.

He clicks his tongue and murmurs, "I'm not so sure about that." He clumsily removes a belt from his chest, spikes decorating the black leather as though they were bullets.

Lohen uses it as a torniquet for your arm, a sharp hiss pulled from you as he tightens it above the torn flesh. You huff out a breath from the pain, voice strained, "What're you doing?"

"Can't have you bleeding out just yet," he licks his lips as he falls back on his knees, one hand sliding down to his crotch and lifting his engorged cock through the fabric. You've met some sick fucks, but you never expected one of them to be on the side of the 'good guys'. He bites his lip so hard he reopens a split wound, "Like I said, you're fun. Don't I deserve a war prize? C'mon, dangerous girl, you survived our fight so I know you can survive this."

With the knife still in your arm, he uses his fingers and teeth to tear away what little is left of your clothes. The muddy, torn pants are ripped in the zipper so he can reach your cunt, the bandages around your breasts shredded between his smile when unravelling gets too inconvenient. It hurts to move a finger, so trying to kick your leg is on par with having your gut punched. Even so, you try your best to nudge him off, "S-Stop it! You're crazy!"

He can easily ignore your feeble attempts but, that's no fun. Instead, he grabs the knife handle and jiggles it a bit, inhaling deeply as though he can submerge himself in the sound of your wail, "Yeah, I've been told. I bet they gave you a really nice offer to fight against me, hey? Only because they knew they wouldn't have to pay you in full." He doesn't let go of the blade, only needing one hand to free his aching cock. Fully erect, leaking, his veins ready to burst at the thought of fucking his sparring partner into the mud of this battlefield. A long finger runs up your pussy, from your puckered anus to your sensitive clit, though his smile drops quite quickly at that, "Awh, really, you're so dry! Am I the only one who enjoyed our fight?"

It's embarrassing, you keep trying to use your missing arm to push him off since your other one is held down, only succeeding in making a fool of yourself.

"No matter, there's no better lubricant than blood!" You shout at him to stop when you feel his fingers swipe at the cut where the knife meets your flesh, gathering a sufficient amount before smearing it over his cock. Lohen becomes the most horrifying thing you've ever seen; his eyes glowing behind the rain, broken nose bleeding over his lips, teeth and down his chin, a bloody cock probing at your entrance. He reinforces his grip on the knife, the head pushed through your hole, "I've been fantasizing of this all fight."

You scream. Your cracked ribs are thrusted up as your hips are pushed in, the knife plunged even deeper while he keeps himself steady so he can fuck into your tight pussy, the blood hardly a relief. You've felt pain, you've felt fear, but you never thought your death would end like this. People fight to kill, you wouldn't let them get this far with you. Either they die, or you. A lot of people made threats of raping you, immobilising you so you could take them like a proper whore, but you always shut them up for good. It was a risk being a woman in your field.

Even so, you knew you were good. Always judging your opponents, not taking on something you didn't think you could handle. A war was dangerous, you knew the risks, you just didn't calculate how bad it could be.

"Please..." and you've never sounded so timid. Fuck the missing arm, fuck the knife in your muscle, how could a knight degrade you like this? It's not fair. It'snotfairIt'snotfairIt'snotfairIt'snotfair- "Please, just stop!"

His eyes widen, the blended, red colour of his iris complimenting the dusted blush on his cheeks, "You're begging me? You give off such a prideful personality, I must admit I wasn't expecting this." His free hand pushes heavily on your gut, making you gasp at the ache of him smothering his dick inside you, "Ugh- I can’t decide what I love more, the expression in your eyes when you try to kill me, or the tears in your lashes when you beg.”

Your stomach is full, grunts and moans and whines mixed between the both of you in the dead field. Little ‘plaps!’ of rain next to your ears helps muffle the squelch between your legs, but not the filthy words from the knight’s mouth. Suddenly, the flesh in your arm feels as though it’s being pulled outwards, your breath caught in your lungs at the pain, “Hah! Fuck-“

It gets worse when he drops the weapon in favour of clenching your wound between his fingers, blood bubbling and spilling over his hand and into the earth. “Even your pussy is trying to snap my dick off, was pulling out worse than pushing in? Ha!”

You’re sobbing, hiccuping, aching - He’s moaning, drooling and cumming.

“Cumming, ah, fuck, you’re making me cum all inside you,” he jitters, pushing deeper and squeezing harder. Your lost limb is thumping against the ground, your wounded arm is being crushed to the point you’re unsure if it’s snapped or not. “Look at me, look at me.”

You don’t. You scrunch your eyes and throw your head side to side.

“Tsk,” too fast for you to notice, his other hand strangles your throat, pinching your skin as he cuts off air, “I said, look at me.”

Aside from the choking, the growl in his voice also drove a pit deeper into your stomach. You splutter, feel the veins in your skin constrict as the blood has nowhere to go, and you’re sure your face is turning an unhealthy colour. It’s terrifying being so helpless. The one hand you have is being held down, the hand doesn’t even exist and you’re just thrashing it deeper into the mud.

Lohen is satisfied. He’s grinning at your fear, waiting until the last moment to let you free. You wheeze and gasp, not giving him any attention when he pulls out of your throbbing hole, all blood and cum on his cock while he pumps the remainder up your stomach. “So pretty,” he hums, stroking until he’s soft, flaccid enough to let hang while he massages his semen into your skin, “Don’t worry, I can be nicer, promise.”

You’ve disassociated by the time he’s fixed himself up and wrapped whatever’s left of your rags on you. He steadies his heels in the mud so he can lift you up, limp in his arms to carry you away. Surely this is the end, they’ll see you’re a lost cause and leave you to die.

You have to die. If the wounds and the enemy don’t kill you, then you’re sure the trauma will.

.

Waking up was the worst outcome. You’re not sure when you went to sleep, probably officially when they sedated you. Now, you were awake and aware again.

You stare over the cobblestone city you were trying to help invade, the sky sunny and the people peaceful. You’re glad nothing bad happened to them, you’re not a monster, just doing your best in the circumstances you were given.

And perhaps this is your comeuppance.

A missing arm, broken leg, broken ribs, knife wound messing with your nerves, too many internal injustices to remember. Mentally, you were worse. He was a beast on the battlefield amongst the living, a monster when everyone was dead.

Surprisingly, the people interrogating you weren’t so mean. They listen to your story about who you are, that you were fighting for the enemy because that’s what you do; fight for the person who pays. It was a surprised to them that they’ve turned to your kind for help, giving them a slight hope that their own armies were dwindling. You didn’t know anything about that as you were only told to kill and defend. You did admit there were others like you, though. It was a decent mix of people this battle.

They cuff you to the arm of the wheelchair you’re placed on, still not strong enough to walk or use crutches. Obviously, you’re not left to be free, so you’re going to stay under surveillance for a while. You’ll still be fed, bathed, looked after.

You couldn’t care less. As long as you weren’t on that battlefield with that terrible, horrible man.

Again, fate really must hate you.

You’re sat in a manor away from the city and told to wait. Having nowhere else to go nor the keys to the cuffs, you obey.

Footsteps echo in the empty home, your ears pricking to the sound of them in the hallway, keys jingling as they make their way to the door and lock it. Finally, they emerge into the lounge room where you’ve been waiting, and you can finally believe Hell is real.

He notices your frantic pulling in the cuff before you do, quickly coming your way to help, “Hey now, you’re going to wreck your wrist and open up the stitches if you keep doing that.”

“Get away from me!” You scream, loud and hoarse enough to make him halt in his place. Even you are shocked at how primal you sound, though more than anything all you can do is recall the ache, the stench, the evil gleam in his eyes during that wretched night on the battlefield. “You,” you tremble, non-blinking in case during that one millisecond of vulnerability he strikes, “Why is it you? Shouldn’t you be fighting? Or-or better yet, in prison? You’re a knight. They wouldn’t tolerate your actions.”

Lohen holds up a key ring, smiling down at your pitiful self, “First, let me uncuff you. I think we both know you’re no threat to escape here.” Other than straining away from him, you don’t even breathe as he bends over to release your cufflink. Automatically, you go to rub the sore skin with your other hand, a sad truth you’ll have to get used to sooner or later. He steps back, waiting patiently until you’ve settled again, “I requested you be in my care, said we had quite the moment on the battlefield. Trust me, there are worse places for you.”

“I doubt it,” you snap back, venomously.

He smirks at your response, “There’s that fire in you I love. Some of your colleagues from one of your camps are naked and held in pillorys throughout the city. Others chained in damp parts of the dungeon.”

The muscles in your face twitch, little shivers wracking your entire body as you sit, vulnerable before this monster, “I just don’t understand. Are you going to kill me, this time?”

With a laugh, he stands to his full height and walks behind the couch, picking up a brown bag and tossing it to the cushions. “No, I don’t plan to. I just want you here for myself, a little house wife of my own. Everyone always talks about them at headquarters, how nice having someone to hold at the end of each expedition feels.”

“You don’t seem like the type to want a domesticated type of life,” you murmur back, eyes shifting between him and the bag. You’re finding it difficult to think, too much happening in your mind even when seemingly not a lot is going on. He just stands there, but the fact that it’s him makes it a big deal. The distance, his stance, the way his breaths are too controlled to notice, the gentle slope of his eyes not enough to hide the hunger you’ve witnessed yourself. You’ve fought four legged beasts kinder than him.

“I didn’t think I was, either but, here we are.” He claps his hands and makes his way to the bag, “Now! Let’s move on to the rules, it’s always a good starting point. I have a few things here,” he pulls out a leather collar with two, metal rings on it, “this goes around your neck. I can cuff your arm to it to keep you restrained, and latch a leash to it at the same time in case you try to run.” He winks at you, as though it’s a little joke and not a threat, “But I’m sure we’ll find some other, more fun uses for it. Mainly, it’s to keep you controlled when we go out; you’re still a prisoner, after all.”

There’s more in the bag he’s too eager to show. Thick, padded cuffs for your ankles, all sorts of straps and ropes for your chair or the bed or frankly, whatever he wants to do with them. A crop whip with a little, leather tag for misbehaviour. A chain leash.

“Oh, shit, okay enough of that. I’m getting too heated, let’s just get you bathed and dressed, yeah?” He stops himself, having to readjust his pants as he walks away. Soon, a tap turns on and the sound of a bath running is all you hear.

You never should’ve taken this job. Granted, they might’ve killed you for disobeying and refusing to fight, but anything would’ve been better than what you went through. Being publicly beheaded is nicer than privately tortured and raped.

When he returns shirtless, he must notice the horror and dread in your gaze, holding his hands to his hips as he tuts, “You’re not going to scream when I touch you, are you?”

It takes a second for you to think, resulting honestly, “I don’t know.”

He sighs and begins his walk behind you, taking his time as you tense the closer he gets. You hold your breath until you physically can’t anymore when he starts to wheel you away, “I was caught up in the moment on the battlefield. I won’t be like that again… Well, not unless you provoke me. I can’t say I’ll be gentle, I mean, you can surely piece that together by now. But, I will let you heal. I’ll make sure you’re fed, and when you get your strength back, we can even spar again. Safely, this time.”

Won’t sparring just provoke him? You don’t voice your concern. You stay silent as you reach the bathroom, steam heavy in the air.

“I’m going to undress you now, okay? Don’t worry, we’ll get through this.” His fingers itch to hook into your pants, that wicked smile spreading as he crouches down before you, “I can’t wait to see how your mind handles the next few months. We’re going to have so much fun, wifey.”

Your breath hitches and the tears start when you feel his cold fingers touch the warm skin of your waist. You try not to scream, but all you can recall is the way those same fingers curled into a fist and punched your gut as you came.

[postmoe]

BRO WHEN I WAS WATCHING THE LEAKS HIS BURST MADE ME FUCKING GASP LIKE GENUINELY i need that lil sadist omg🥀🥀 im usually not so much into sadists but i would endure the cruitiatus curse for him so long as he would look at me with that creepy ass smile😽

AMD ON THE TOPIC OF HIS CREEPY SMILE....HIS NAMECARD!?!??!?!?!?!??!?!

IM SORRY I saw this earlier and I didn’t even know his name card until you told me I was like HUH and HOOOOOOOOOH goodbye money 💸

[postmoe]

please write something for lohen his ult got me feeling things like i genuinely need this man to stab me and tell me how im so good for taking him so well

Bro we are on the same waveleeength

[postmoe]

random question, should I be allowed to tag a character in a post that says I don't like said character? I said I don't like Lohen, he's just not my cup'o'tea, but I also said there's nothing wrong with them. His voice acting is deranged and great, his design is pretty, his combat animations are cool, I just don't like him. This also goes for like, other characters I don't like, ie. Dottore, Yae Miko, Yelan. They're fine, and I can see why people like them, they're just not for me. So, am I allowed to tag a character that I don't like if the post is about them?

100%. Imo, tags aren’t just for “positive” reviews. And you’re allowed to talk about characters you don’t like anyways??? You’re allowed to have an opinion and share it. There’s nothing wrong with a bit of rivalry or dislike. And not liking one character might make the characters you do like shine even more!

I think it’s cool seeing the reasons people dislike a character I like, because I might have goggly rose tinted glasses on so I won’t see what you might.

Was someone harassing you? Tell em to shut their trap.

As far as I’m aware, tags are like lil descriptions. Good or bad, if it’s about them, you’ll tag them.

[austriasmole]

Hello, Hetalia fandom ‼️

It can be difficult to find certain Hetalia episodes, so I’ve compiled every Hetalia episode (sub and dub) into a Google Drive, alongside navigation docs for easy searching. Every episode is on here, including the movie and OVAs for both sub and dub. Happy watching :)

[liquidsmooth444]

reblogging and pinning so i can get to it easier (also to spread AWARENESS 🥹❤️‍🩹)

[postmoe]

I preordered the new Tomodachi Life game. Can’t wait to have the whole husband rotation living together.

[postmoe]

OKAY

Masterlist Updated

Genshin

ZZZ

HSR

JJK

PERSONA

Hetalia

HXH

Obey Me

pls lmk if I have missed anything you're looking for!

[postmoe]

🕷️🔗🤜 HUNTER X HUNTER 🤛🔗🕷️

Feitan -

What it Means

[postmoe]

Have you seen Lohen’s ult?

I’m sorry I haven’t had time to sit down and do anything yet. I’ve been slowly typing away on my phone haha.

But have you seen Lohen’s ult?

I’ll do my masterlist when I have a moment to actually sit down at my computer. So far when I get time for myself, I end up doing my dailies.

Okay but have you seen Lohen’s ult?

And now I’m even more motivated to play because a friend of mine sent me videos of the upcoming characters and holy shit;

Lohen’s ult took my breath away.

But it’ll be good to sit and do my masterlist I can catch up on One Piece or Gachiakuta or something.

[postmoe]

I LOVEEEEEE YOUR STORYS THEY ARE SOO GOOD KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK no but seriously i always get excited when you post i just wanted to ask if you could update youre Hsr masterlist because everytime i wanna read your BEAUTIFUL DELIGHTFUL MAGNIFICENT PHAIDEI x reader fanfics i need to scroll down like 3 min straight💔😔.Im sorry if it sounds rude and you dont really need to do this if you dont want too and I really like your storys so have a good night/day🥹

Me falling for my readers:

Me thinking about my Masterlist:

No because needing to update my masterlist has been keeping me up all night for the last couple weeks. You’re so right like too right I wish I could pay someone lmao.

It’s not rude I’m just so tired and lazy. I have a couple overnight shifts this week but I’m hoping I can sit down and some point and really fix it up. I messed up my last fic added so icr where to stop and that’s been putting me off haha.

Thank you for the kind words!!! I know my writing has gone down hill a lot and idk why my brain is just struggling more every day but as long as I can get into your minds that’s the main thing!!!!!

[loriannbowman]

npc that I would smash

Star Rail:

Giovanni, Umbralle, SCREWLLUM, SVAROG, Master Gongshu, Phantilia, Mr. Tail, Gopher Wood, Micah, Mr. Reca, Siobhan, Misha ( ADULT ), Cerces, Chartonus, Flame Reaver, Gnaeus, Krateros, LYGUS, Nikador, Zahreus, SKOTT, Demiurge, Elegy, Nanook, Aha, Gorgo, (big) HANU, Damionis, Hephaestion, Perdikkas, Leonnius, Ptolemy, Peucesta, Hoolay ( wolf form ), Kephale, KUCHIBA, Zandar, Furiae Archer girl

Genshin:

Elzer (the manga one), Enjou, Wagner, Liben, Rerir, Tholindis, Tolfin, Sigurd, Sousi, Direidyth, Haden, Jakob, Swan, Huffman, Gabriel, Jhet, Benben, Ronova, Istoroth, Barbaloth, Capitano, Chyuchu, Biram, Mutota, Wayna, Babel, Dunyarzad, Curve, Masanori, Apep, Ask me for Dicrections Arnold, Idyia, Xavier, Boreas, Callirhoe, Caribert (adult), Chen the Sharp, Coppelius and Coppelia, Elynas, Halfdan (both), Kazari, Takuya, Moon Carver, Mountain Shaper, Och-Kan, Cassiodor

Wuthering Waves:

Avidius, Christoforo, Ebony Gatekeeper, Yhan, Maji

Infinity Nikki:

Giovanni, Seer, Ena, Tan Youyou, Oriin

Arknights:

Arctosz Paleroche, Chester, Cannot Goodenough, Sharp, Jiang

[postmoe]

I would like to introduce you to my favourite man, Viktor.

Everyone say hi to Viktor.

Just to add to your consideration list @loriannbowman

（╹◡╹）♡

[loriannbowman]

CRAP! I FORGOT VIKTOR!! I ALSO NOTICED I FORGOT CYRUS!!! FUUUUUUUU

[postmoe]

Ohhhh it’s okay there’s plenty we will catch them all!!!