Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words. Thank you @arecaceae175 for tagging me :))) the last thing i actually wrote is not for the public so instead you’re getting some goofy heckin’ (subject to change) dialogue for warnut chapter 3
“’Rabies’, Wind? Seriously?” Twilight was flipping through the journal now. “’Suckup’? Is that all you think of me?”
“Shouldn’t we be more concerned about the fact that Warriors is MISSING?!?!!”
“Wind, there’s something we need to tell you.” Sky crossed his arms and looked at him sternly because I decided I don’t want Time to be the serious one.
@socialc1imb @lemonlokkich @twizel i feel awkward tagging people so if you want to join hell yeah go for it
Characters: Isaac Newton, Original Female Character
Rating: Explicit
Tags: Smut, blowjobs, drabble, ocs, the succ
Summary: Isaac gets blown. That's it. That's the entire thing.
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“Isaac, I want to do this. Just breathe.”
He gasps as her lips press a kiss to the swollen head. He bites back a moan as her cute pink tongue laps up the precum that beads at the tip of his cock, twitching from the new sensations. Teeth sink into his bottom lip. The taste of iron fills his mouth as she licks up the thick vein that runs up his length, lightly pressing at the underside of the shaft experimentally as she looks up at him with shimmering heliotrope irises.
Isaac’s nails score the arm of his desk chair, despite wanting to bury his fingers in her pitch black curls to control how much of him she took into her mouth. A shameful cry of her name escapes his lips echoes in his room when Leona gives the flushed head a curious suck.
“Hah… L-Leona…”
His voice is hoarse in his throat. The heat of her mouth makes him dizzy. The knot in his stomach tightens as she takes him further into her mouth to test her limits. Watching red lips take him in as best as she could was something he only thought possible in his dirtiest daydreams. He’d never admit to her the times he’d thought about her on her knees before him, eagerly taking his cock into her pretty mouth.
But now that it was reality… the urge to thrust himself into her wet, tight mouth got harder to fight.
With a shaking hand, Isaac weaves his fingers into her fluffy hair, and begins to guide her momentum. As he pushes her head down slightly, she moans around his thickness. Her throat buckles around him from the sudden intrusion, and he pulls her off of him. The absence of her mouth left him cold, but her comfort mattered more.
“Did-did I hurt you? Was that too rough?” he asks, his thumb reaching to wipe the drool away from the corner of her mouth. The lipstick she wore for him was now smudged. Evidence of their passionate escapade was left along his stomach as rouge lipstick marks adorn his alabaster skin. Red lips are swollen from his hungry kisses from earlier that night. The memory of her clinging to him as he peppered kisses along her neck and collarbone while her hands ran through his pale hair made his heart thump in his chest.
He’s met with a smile. Purple eyes are glossed over with a familiar darkness he knows all too well.
She turns her head, and takes his thumb into her mouth, running her tongue over the edge of it like she did to his throbbing arousal. Her tongue mimics her previous actions as she presses the tip of it along the underside of his thumb. She gives it a firm, hard suck before releasing the appendage with a loud pop.
Lust stirs deep within him. His cock twitches with anticipation. Desire courses through him, and before they both know it, Isaac guides Leona’s mouth back onto him.
Obscene slurping noises fill his bedroom as she takes him as best as she can. Long forgotten are his reservations as his fingers tangle in her mess of hair as she sucks him nice and slow. The deep rumbling moan of her name spills from Isaac’s lips as she takes him in deeper. The heat of her mouth made his brain numb. The vibrations from her moans drive him to near insanity as he teeters over the edge of euphoria.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears Of The Kingdom
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Link & Zelda (Legend of Zelda)
Characters: Link (Legend of Zelda), Zelda (Legend of Zelda)
Additional Tags: Written Before The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom Release, Post-Calamity Ganon, no zelink here, just anxiety, and hugs also
Series: Part 1 of As The Ground Keeps Shifting
Summary:
Link meets Zelda for the first time after forgetting her.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/3
Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Four & Warriors (Linked Universe)
Characters: Warriors (Linked Universe), Four (Linked Universe), Twilight (Linked Universe), Wild (Linked Universe)
Additional Tags: Warriors (Linked Universe)-centric, Inspired by H2O: Just Add Water, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Approved by warnut himself, Wild is way too much of an asshole and i'm sorry but also i'm not, anti-nipple propaganda, and Hyrule is his unwitting assistant, mostly just the chain laughing at warriors, with a few exceptions of course, inspired by dhar mann, enjoy spotting the other references, i don't remember how this started but I'm happy about how it ended up, Warnut sequel
Summary:
Over a year later, the Warnut makes his grand return in the epic three-part sequel.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Link (Legend of Zelda), Zelda (Legend of Zelda), Paya (Legend of Zelda), Impa (Legend of Zelda), Purah (Legend of Zelda)
Additional Tags: anti-nipple propaganda, Crack, please dont take this seriously in any way
Summary:
Link realises he doesn't have nipples and resolves to uncover the reason
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 2: I've Got a Special Powar that I'm Nut Afraid to Use
Words: 2864
Summary: Most of the chain knows about Warriors turning into a peanut now, and they just will not quit bothering him! But in his anger, he makes an exciting new discovery...
I haven't posted anything on this blog for a long time, and I'm so sorry. But here's a drabble bit of Atsushi finally being able to eat some pussy like he deserves.
Tags, Nakajima Atsushi, Original Female Character, oral, smut, drabble
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"Mmn… you're such a good boy, Atsushi," Hitomi purred as Atsushi pressed a sweet kiss to her mound.
Her hips stuttered as his curious mouth ventured further south. Her praises made his head dizzy, each one intoxicating him with a desire and hunger he'd never known before. Calloused, pale hands parted her squishy thighs as his pink tongue darted out to taste her. A gasp of his name escaped Hitomi's lips as he licked a thin stripe up her slit. The tip of his tongue barely caressed her clit, drawing out a soft moan of his name, and it nearly drove Atsushi mad with lust.
Hitomi's hand reached out for him. Her fingers tangled in his silvery hair, and pulled him forward, bringing Atsushi's mouth right against her sex. Fully. A deep moan tumbled from his mouth, completely unrestrained. His cock throbbed painfully in his pants the more his mouth memorized her. An eager mouth pressed to her sensitive bud, kissing her before he pressed his hungry tongue against the swollen bundle of nerves, swiping across it experimentally. A loud cry of his name left her as Atsushi grew bolder, and greedier with her.
He had heard some talk around the office -- mostly from Ranpo and Dazai -- about pleasuring a woman using a mouth, but the discussions never would go far as Kunikida would shut it down as quickly as it started.
However, some bits and pieces stuck with him on long nights where he was alone, sleepless and mind restless, head full of thoughts about her. There were times where he pleasured himself to the idea of making Hitomi writhe and squirm as he made her come with his lips and tongue. Amongst others. In his dreams, Atsushi spent his time with her as he tasted her to the fullest, savoring every last bit of her arousal, only to wake up in the middle of the night to find himself cold and alone, with a shameful, sticky situation in his pants.
But now Atsushi was finally able to… and it was everything he wanted and more. However, Hitomi's request for him to use his ability while he devoured her made his heart slam against his chest. The risks that came with it filled him with a paralyzing fear of hurting her. Or worse.
Yet she trusted him more than he could trust himself. Hitomi trusted him, a beast, more than he could even possibly fathom. Her kind slate grey eyes reassured him every step of the way. Her tender words echoed in his head as the suffocating doubt melted away like snow, allowing himself to give in to the desire that pooled in his abdomen.
Atsushi's tongue drew little circles around her sensitive little nub, forcing a moan from her swollen lips. Sharp amber eyes were glued on Hitomi as he sucked her clit into his hot, wet mouth, watching her intently as she writhed under him. What a sight she was… she was so much prettier than he could have ever imagined.
Raspberry red tresses spilled over white pillows as she squirmed when he pulled away from her heat to nip at the inside of her squishy, copper thighs. Atsushi had them parted as he pushed her knees back and apart, giving him some leverage over her. Stormy grey eyes were screwed shut. Her hands ran through his silky, white hair as he dared dip his tongue in her dripping wet hole.
His grip tightened. Hitomi bit her lip, pathetically attempting to hold her moans back as she was at the center of Atsushi's attention. There was no escaping those dreamy tourmaline eyes as he devoured her like a man starved.
He pulled away for a brief moment and rested his cheek against her thigh, making his needy lover whine impatiently.
"Is—Is it good? Am I … am I doing okay?" Atsushi asked breathlessly, his voice low enough for just the two of them.
"You're doing so good, sweetheart, just please don't stop," Hitomi mewed, tugging him back to where he once was.
