LET'S GOOOO RHY QUESTIONS FOR U (`)

LET'S GOOOO RHY QUESTIONS FOR U ᕙ(`▿´)ᕗ

I'd like to know 5, 6, 12, 13, 18 and 19 *throws a bunch of questions at you*

5. I chose Leo 😭😭 i like how his description was written "...shameless egotism and cynicism--" like OK GIRL SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT also to he sounded like a genius who walk around like he is THE genius in the room (and honestly i wouldn't deny that) to the point of arrogance which i rlly like

6. Yup! Leo stays as my fav ghoul now. Or one of my fave at least. Saying that i dethroned him from the #1 seat because of his personality feels kinda wrong because my current #1 guy is romeo... which tbf is not any better than him 😭 they should just share the throne atp

12. My fave chara from each house

Frostheim: Tohma (mainly because the fanfic makes me want to sleep with him. Otherwise it's luca)

Vagastrom: Leo. No explanation needed.

Jabberwock: Haru!! I need to protect both him and peekaboo at all cost I NEED TO PROTECT THAT SMILE

Sinostra: honestly i can't choose but if i have to i'll sacrifice my life for romeo

Hotarubi: haku. I want him carnally. I ALSO WSNT HIM TO FIND TRUE HAPPINESS PLS

Obscuary: rui ;3

Mortkraken: yuri? I like arrogant geniuses

13. Least fave

Frostheim: jin 😭 he's so brooding sometimes so i never rlly care much about him

Vagastrom: sho. STOP GIVING INTO LEO'S WHIMS FOR ONCE don't get me wrong i like their dynamic but a part of me also wants sho to like show how fed up he is with him... not that i want them to break up or anything, i just wanna see what happens. Or at least show us why you're the way you are sho pls

Jabberwock: it's kinda difficult... i'll say ren? Mainly because he's just miserable yk. Between him and the other jabberwock he just seems less mysterious than the others. Ofc he has a good backstory too but i want to know more about towa and haru and whatever happened to them before/during the clash that made them who they are now. And looking at ren, he's a pretty simple guy for now compared to them

Sinostra: can't choose 😭 i love them all equally *shove romeo into my closet* i can't possibly think of any least fave in sinostra

Hotarubi: subaru?? Perhaps i'm biased after zenji's appearance in the recent chapter. Had this question come my way before chapter 9 i'd say zenji ngl.

Obscuary: lyca 😭 it hurts me to say this ngl (well it's not like i hate him – there are no character that i hate – it's just that question says least fav)

Mortkraken: jiro? I want him carnally tho (sorry you had to hear that the third time)

18. I would get along with luca i think... i mean it's not like i have the capacity to be as academically hard working as he is but he's the push that i need to have around. Also he's just so curious about culture of others and i think that's rlly cute. HE'S SUCH A BEST FRIEND MATERIAL TO MEEE! He can help me with my academics while i worry about how we can have fun outside school :D honestly just bring the chaos combo at this point we can have fun together kaito luca and me YIPPIEEEE

19. I would actively avoid leo lol. I seriously can't handle someone as unpredictable as he is. One time he's mean and other time he's being all cute (even tho it's to manipulate me). I dont think i have the energy to always be on my toes... well i'm sure being one of his close ones would be tons of fun but looking at myself i wouldn't even come close to be on good terms with him 😭

Obscuary my beloveds <3

tastes like mint – ch.2

Pairing: Ishibashi Tohma x MC

Warnings: suggestive content and angst

Chapter 1 can be read here

“Don’t move. Put your hands up slowly without turning around.”

Tohma couldn't keep the smirk that lifted the corner of his mouth while he observed the “stranger” in front of him raise their arms carefully.

He already knew very well who that was. He had, much to his own dismay, memorized every detail of their curves and now could pinpoint them even if they were in a distant crowd.

“Very sensible. Now slowly turn this way.”

Tohma licked his lips as he watched you slowly turn towards him, doe eyes widened in surprise, with a twinge of fear that could break his heart if he looked at it for too long.

“I-it's just me, Tohma…” you said, quietly, as if he was an angry monster that shouldn't be messed with. He did feel like one, whenever he teased you (It felt so good, though).

“... Oh? Well, if it isn't the honor student.” he said, faking surprise “My deepest apologies. I'm rather security-conscious, you see.” he said with a slight shrug.

“But I've been here so many times to help you… I thought you already recognized me…” you pouted and Tohma was torn between never wanting to tease you again so you'd feel safe with him, and teasing you relentlessly just to see you puckering your lips like that.

“I have been entrusted with the management of Darkwick's vaults, so I am always on the alert for intruders, you see” he smiled politely, hand going up to fix his monocle. “Please refrain from any suspicious activity, if possible.”

“I… I see… I mean, I know. I'm sorry. I just came to bring you a document that needs to be signed so I can take it to the staffroom” you let out a small, tired sigh.

Poor you. Always being dragged up and down by staff and students alike. If only he could carry all of your burdens and let you fully depend on him. That would probably multiply his work load by a million, but if it meant having you indebted to him, it would all make it worth it. He knows a few ways he could have you pay your due.

“Oh? Is that so. Well, let's go to the vault then, I will brew some tea for us.” he said, quickly leading the way towards the ice cold room where he (slaved away) did his duties.

‘Us’.

Tohma pursed his lips, as if he didn't want the taste of the word leaving his mouth like the smoke from his cigarettes.

It sounded so perfect, like the last piece of a puzzle finally being set in place. He wondered, bitterly, if there is a world in which this ‘Us’ existed and how could he possibly teleport himself there.

Tohma opened the thick doors of the vault and led you to your usual seat.

“Please sit, I will make the tea and we can discuss the document matters soon”

“Okay” you said, voice quiet as you tried not to disturb the constant silence of the room. Your hands quickly moved to embrace yourself in order to fight off the cold. 

Tohma glared at your right hand. 

As long as you wore that ring, though, he knows not even dying and being reborn could lead you to him.

He knew oh so well how Jin had very serious plans for his future, all of which involved you. You were the key to his powers, after all. He had to hold your hand, quite literally, if he wanted the world to bend its knee for him.

And who is Tohma before the grand schemes of the Kamurai Empire?

Tohma tried to focus on the clink clink of porcelain as he carefully picked the herbs and boiled water. His eyes drooped, like wilted flowers, as he organized the tea set. He had grabbed the cups he had recently bought – the pattern and colors reminded him of you, so he kept it tucked away, so no one besides him could use it.

He felt pathetic, pining for you like a sad and doomed protagonist in a romance movie, but he knew that, in his life, he was pretty much given the script of a mere supporting character.

He breathed deeply, shoulders tensing up like he needed to prepare himself to meet your eyes again, much like a fighter getting ready to be punched. When he turned, however, the scene was not what he expected.

Surrounding you, his chess guards clinked and jumped in joy, each piece trying to get closer to your dumbfounded figure that didn't know what to do to appease them.

Tohma's face flushed at how clearly they were reflecting his own thoughts about you. It was preposterous. So he had to hide his own feelings deep inside himself, but his stupid guards couldn't contain their little ice bodies just by having you around them? Well, not on his watch.

With a snap of his fingers, he turned the pieces into icy dust. A tight lipped smile broke into his face.

“My apologies for the inconvenience.” he said, graciously carrying the tray to the table “They were being rather pushy, weren't they?”

You shook your head, laughing.

“They were kinda cute, actually. I don't mind.” you held the teacup, bringing it close to your face so you could feel the warmth of the steam.

“Oh, is that so? Well, I think some anomalies can be rather… unpredictable at times. And that is surely inconvenient.”

You shrugged.

“Guess I'm already kinda used to it.”

Tohma hummed as he fixed his own tea in front of you, his hands properly pouring the liquid without a single spill. Through his peripheral vision, he observed how you took a sip of his tea, letting out a little moan of delight at the taste of the expertly brewed drink.

He briefly closed his eyes, while a shiver ran through his spine at the sound. 

Oh god, how he would love to hear you sound like that again. He could destroy buildings upon buildings over and over again, until he had no power left, until it made him nothing but the husk of a once powerful ghoul, if it meant having you moan softly against his ear every single day of his life. He could exchange all that he has if it meant he could have you at the end.

Tohma breathed deeply. That stupid and depraved dream had thrown him for a loop. It wasn't like him to act like a horny teen and think about sex so constantly, much less act so lovesick for someone who, in all honesty, didn't even deserve that level of obsession.

but oh how he wished he could just fuck your brains out on that table and have you moan for him over and over again

His grip unconsciously tightened and the teapot clinked lightly against the cup.

A drop fell on the white cotton tablecloth.

“Um, Tohma.” you called him, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Yes?” he croaked, voice a little bit louder than he expected while he grabbed a napkin to hide the stain.

“After you sign the document…” you fidgeted on your seat “There was something I have to ask you. If you have time, that is.”

Tohma raised an eyebrow.

“Of course. Let me take a look at the document now.”

You looked restless during his whole time reading the document. 

It was actually a bit distracting, especially when you leaned over the paper while he signed his name to attest that the document had been fully evaluated.

“So? What did you want to ask?”

Tohma placed the pen on the file and folded his hands, looking at you inquisitively. Doing his utmost best not to let his own uneasiness spread onto his features.

Your head snapped towards him. You looked to the side and quickly opened and closed your mouth, apparently not knowing how to bring up whatever it was that you wanted to tell him.

Tohma braced himself for impact, expecting the absolute worst. Something like you breaking the news of your marriage to Jin, or maybe you saying you fell for someone else, or maybe you revealing that you found a cure for you curse and how you would inevitably forget him, or–

“Um… So... You're always busy, right?”

He blinked slowly, the silly question taking him off guard.

“Yes…? Yes. Most of the time, I am very busy.”

“Um, I see. Well, is there a day in which I could help you tackle most of your work?”

He tilted his head towards you, confused, holding inside the need to say a loud "Huh?" – that was delinquent behavior, and he left his delinquent days in Vagastrom.

“… I believe so? But why? Do you need something?”

“Um, kinda? I just wanted to help you get some free time because I–”

Right when you were going to explain yourself, your phone began to ring. 

“Oh, shit.” you murmured and stood up, quickly packing your things after you saw the caller ID.

“What's wrong?”

“It's the Chancellor.” you frowned, looking at the incoming call that you seemed extremely hesitant to take “I hope nothing happened… The last time I saw him, we didn't have the most pleasant and easy conversation. I'm so sorry Tohma, can we continue our conversation later? I still want to talk to you.”

The smile that slowly spread on Tohma's lips didn't fully reach his eyes, but he nodded politely.

“No problem. You know where to find me.”

“Don't spook me next time, though!” you mouthed as you walked through the vault's door and answered the dreaded phone call.

As he saw your figure walk away from him way too soon, Tohma was hit by a bitter sensation of déja vu.

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14 and 23 :3 :3 :3

14. Who is your favorite staff member?

Can I say the Janitor. If not, Benkei. I have never once spoke about that man but I think he's hilarious and I want him to appear basically forever. I want to lock him in a room with Ren for an hour and see what happens.

23. What drew you to TD? What made you stay in the fandom?

I cannot possibly fathom what ad initially got me to pre register for this game because it was too long ago. I remembered it and started playing because You started playing and that propelled me far enough that I met Jabberwock and Sinostra and everything was all over for me forever. I think the writing is genuinely funny and it's such a low maintenance game I appreciate only having to log on twice a day SKFKSHSJ

What kept me in the fandom is that I have a Problem wherein i have so many thoughts i cannot keep bothering the same like 3 people about it so I jumped into fandom to inflict my stupidity on the masses. And that is how I have 7 drafts of various headcanons including 'how good are they at retail'

m-my fav part 😳

good luck / reader x Ren (Tokyo Debunker)

included characters: Ren!

rating: NSFW! None of this is sfw! Please avoid completely if you are uncomfortable with sexual content/a minor.

warnings: goodness me this is pure smut. cockwarming, its safe sex though even if he wishes it wasn't. Fem bodied reader, not GN.

inspo fics!!: pink by aayakashii and these hcs by kurosagi-h8r

im never beating the ren fucker allegations

Your boyfriend was so mean. He had you sitting on his lap, your chests pressed together, your arms over his shoulders and his around your waist, and his cock buried as deep in you it could go. You had already been like this for long enough that your brain had stopped functioning. The only thing you could think of was your own impending orgasm that he would not give you until he was done with all of his stupid raids.

He grumbled quietly about how their tank sucked and continued gaming on his phone. You whimpered and whined into his ear, peppering his neck with kisses and licks and occasionally sucking hard enough to leave a mark. Ren would complain about it later, but for now he was too stubborn to acknowledge what you were doing to him. His cock twitched in you each time you pleaded, “Please, please just fuck me.”

Whenever you started rocking your hips, he'd tighten his arms around you to stop you. “You're just going to make it worse for yourself, stop moving,” he warned. Worse for you to stay coherent, harder for him to not lose his composure and start bouncing you up and down until he came.

But you couldn't help it! He was so deep in you for so long, your core kept flexing, your walls clenching around him and he was trying. So hard. To stay stubborn enough to not give in. “Please, Ren,” you whimpered, “I need to come.”

He held his breath to keep from moaning at that. There were still several more waves to complete and he was not willing to give in to you, no matter how good you felt and how sweetly you begged. Still…he could teach you a lesson. “You can get yourself off but you're still staying like this until I'm done. You're just going to make it harder for yourself, you know.” He tried to sound unaffected, but you could hear the huskiness tinging his voice.

The other thing you heard was approval, so you gave his neck one more sloppy kiss and started rolling your hips, lifting yourself up on your weak legs just enough to feel him moving inside you. It was like pure bliss after cockwarming him for so long. It didn't even matter if you couldn't maneuver well enough to get him to rub against any of the right spots, you were so strung out and desperate that the most basic friction felt like heaven.

He didn't help you, but you were successfully distracting him from his game. He could barely move his character, too fixated on the way you were using him to get off. It took everything he had to not come from the way you were spasming around him, nearly already at your peak. He reminded himself how much better it was going to feel when you were overstimulated and begging for a break and he wasn't going to give you one. 

Your chest heaved and your breaths stuttered as you came, head dropping to his shoulder and body shaking. The pleasure came in waves and you felt the comfortable warmth of his hand against your waist, holding you still and upright while you shook and gushed all around his cock. 

And then the overstimulation started setting in. Your walls fluttered around him as if they could get away from the constant sensation of being stretched. You let out a quiet cry as he settled you back down, filled to the hilt, and he gave you one kiss against your neck as consolation.

“It's-” aftershocks of your orgasm rolled through you, “too much.”

“I told you it would be. Now stay still.” He responded, uncaring and unrelenting.

If your brain had stopped functioning before, it was glitching now. You couldn't think of anything else but his cock in you and how it didn't give you an inch of space and how you had no clue how long it was going to stay in you, so cruelly still. You didn't have the capacity to lift your head, to even try to negotiate with him anymore. Out of necessity, you had all but accepted your role as a glorified fleshlight. Shivers ran up your spine at your own imagination and you couldn't deny your own complicated desire for it.

On the other side of things, Ren was lamenting the fact that he was wearing a condom, that he had to be responsible and safe and everything, when all he wanted to do was fuck your desperate little brain out and fill you with more come you could fit. Maybe then you'd both be satisfied, but he hoped even then you'd always want more.

He had already missed some cues in his game, the raid party suffering because he wasn't using skills quickly enough off cooldown, because he had no idea what his strategy even was at this point. It wouldn't get any better, not with the way you were squeezing him, not with the way your lips were mouthing breathless pleas against his neck. He ran through the last fights, the last boss, barely paying attention. Particle effects and colors and chats popped up on his screen and they'd never been so annoying before. He wanted to see you instead. He needed to see you drooling and moaning under him.

The second the banner appeared announcing his victory, he threw his phone down, wrapped his arms around you, and flipped you both over.

You let out a near scream when he pulled out, cock soaked in your juices, and slammed back in. He pushed your knees up towards your ears and hammered into you, bullying your poor cervix and making you reach up to grab on to his headboard for some kind of stability. 

He wasn't going to last long, and he felt a pang of disappointment in the realization that once he did, he'd have to pull out and let you both have a break. In a perfect world, he wouldn't need a period to recover, he could come in you, relish in the feeling of your cunt milking him for every drop, and then start back up again before you had a chance to come to your senses. There was probably something, some anomalous tool that would let him do that… something to consider.

He slammed in and out of you until he couldn't even force himself to pull out fully. Keeping his hips as close to yours as possible, he bucked in as deep as he could and groaned at the feeling.

Your entire body was being pushed and pulled across his bed sheets. Yeah, a glorified fleshlight. As long as you were Ren's, you could put up with it. No, as long as you were Ren's, you’d beg for it. You shivered, toes curling, eyes rolled back in your skull as your second orgasm of the night hit you.

Eyes shutting, he pushed in as deep as he could and shuddered as he came. He filled the condom up and wished it away. You'd look so good, you'd feel so good dripping his cum. The thought alone forced out another spurt of jizz into the latex and he dropped down against you, almost panting as he tried to catch his breath.

When he slipped out of you, your cunt instinctively clenched around him. All that time being plugged up, begging for relief, and now that it came, you wanted nothing more than for him to thrust back into you. You couldn't protest either way, your legs were jelly and your muscles were tingling with static, too heavy to lift on your own.

He sat up, pulled the condom off and tied it off at the top, dropping it into the trash next to his bed and grabbing for his phone again. He scrolled through his rewards and gasped quietly. “This is good,” he told you, holding his phone in front of your face to show you the rare loot drops. As if you could see it. He took his phone back when he realized you were too braindead to understand. “Maybe you're good luck.”

He pulled his clothes back on right, left you half dressed and drooling next to him. “For reset tomorrow, you'll be my good luck charm again, right?”

You whined in agreement.