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well if you're gonna munch, eat it well! — gachiakuta x gn! afab! reader

ʚ♡ɞฺ　　main m.list　ྀིᨯ — content. nsfw & 18+ content ahead, cunnilingus, no gendered pronouns/petnames, vital instrument play (tamsy), sir kink (corvus), reader has afab anatomy

m note: i am so out of ideas bro, i might make like separate one shots based on these lil scenes :0

m word count: like 400-500+ each

m character included: enjin, tamsy, corvus

part two with jabber, zodyl, gris, follo next maybe?

you honestly didn't think enjin was the type to eat. really you didn't, it was way past dinnertime, so what had him spreading your thighs with his calloused palms like this so late into the night?

the mission was an incredible success, enjin was having the best round of his life, and it only got even better when your kisses would be so much more than just one, because it turned to two... turned to three, then four...

ʚ♡ɞฺ　　main m.list　ྀིᨯ — content. character is downbad for YOU, i go kind of in detail when reader beats trash beasts up, reader highkey body tea / body is built cuz of the way they train & what they do everyday LOL. jabber is a bit suggestive but eh, its jabber

m note: maybe i'll make longer versions of these separately soon

m word count: like 100-200+ each

m character included: enjin, zanka, tamsy, jabber, corvus, zodyl

enjin freezes up before smirking and keeps up with the pace you go at while beating down a few trash beasts right by your side. before starting the mission, he bet with you on who could kill more, but after seeing you? well...

"shit, seems like i... i lost." "well, you owe me dinner now, don't you?" a small smile appeared on your lips before giving his arm a pinch while walking off, going back to join riyo and the others.

kind of just leaves him speechless the whole night. thinking about how... attracted he was to you when you would stab a monster into its throat; wiping off the smelly musk of whatever you could call the trash beast's blood from your mask,

god even when you muttered how disgusting it was under your breath, why were you suddenly so hot?! (you've always been)

zanka's reaction is similar—i mean, hello, like father like son. his figure is just frozen on the field when he sees you take care of the bugs that had been pestering this poor elderly couple when they're just trying to grow a garden in quite literally the middle of nowhere.

so when you pick your weapon up and out of the monster's head that had deliberately covered the upper half of your vital instrument in smelly... can you even call that bodily liquids if its a trash beast?

he just feels his face fluster underneath his mask when you scoff at the corpse, "could've at least made it an easier job for cleaning. come on, zanka, let's go." "yes! yes. i- err, let's go!" suddenly straightens his posture and walks proudly as if you hadn't just gotten him a little hot and bothered from just telling a garbage beast to fuck off.

"...zanka, wrong way." "ah..."

tamsy's eyes widen in minimal surprise when he sees the way you utilize his own vital instrument, using your own to strike through every beast he had tied securely; watching their bodies become corpses one by one as they fell, the clothing around your arms were briefly scratched off,

yet the only thing you were concerned about was... "tamsy! come on, let's get out of here!" you already slipped your arm around his arms and legs, and rushed back to the vehicle you took to get there. the wasteland looked disgustingly teal as per usual, but now an unusual shade of red would cover tamsy's face.

you sat beside him in the car, silently closing your eyes as you rested, and as soon as he could see you weren't looking? he took more than a few glances at your figure, more specifically your arms. whether or not you work out, the work you do with him was more than enough to have you unintentionally flexing apparently.

and he was ALLLL for it.

jabber likes to think you're calling him a pest while you slice neatly through three beasts at once. has begged you once for a duel just to see you point your vital instrument at him and call him a dirty bug too but... well you being you; declining is the most sane option here.

"disgusting." your glare remains ice cold as you took your weapon back out of the monster, only uncovering half of your face to check out what the garbage had dropped, jabber was clearly enjoying himself in the background.

"god, are you sure you don't wanna... haah, take out your anger like that on me instead? we wouldn't have to go out all the ti-" "for the last time, no."

corvus trusts you with the fight, and watches. not just because he trusts you though, semiu knows the little glances he gives you, especially as of recent while your jacket is still being repaired by august. your arms hadn't looked as good as they did before... or maybe he just never noticed?

you had swung your vital instrument around you to take out multiple enemies at once, corvus having stuck right to the side, simply observing when all of a sudden... a creature jumps up from behind, yet he doesn't even flinch when you end up so close to him to cut it smoothly in half. a brief quirk in his brow,

his figure only moves to match your speed, never taking his eyes off you once. "you make quick work of them don't you?' expecting a cheeky reply, he watches you brush dust off your shoulder before checking on him. "you good, boss?"

"...never better. let's keep going, yeah?" you won't truly disregard the way he had slipped an arm around your waist to pull the both of you forward.

zodyl is similar, watching you fearlessly, and swiftly protect him without him having to lift a finger, he trusted you a lot. but his trust didn't necessarily mean finding you attractive, so why did his face wince when he saw the way your gaze stay sharp, easily hitting any enemy that tried to come near.

you hadn't even realized how his eyes stayed on you the whole time, not to mention the way you've developed your figure to fight with more agility... his eyes only dip down to watch your back flex when your vital instrument would uppercut a trash beast.

when it was all over, he quickly looks away, wanting to avoid you seeing him gawk over you. "...sir are you alr-" "let's not get distracted." quickly moving past you, you just give a confused stare before following behind. what's got him all hot and bothered?

Thank you for that detailed guide! It was easy to digest, and imo writing doesn't seem as intimidating as before after reading that (coming from someone struggling with burnout)

Looking forward to your next posts!! many thanks mysterious writer person 🥹

cw: nsfw 18+ content, vampire noy, cunnilingus, NO GENDERED PRONOUNS/PETNAMES USED ON READER, afab! reader, part two maybe idk

vampire! noy who likes to keep you as close as possible, especially in private. to feel your warm skin on his lips while he peppers them all over you, it's adorable really. he's often asked by his comrades 'why?' and he simply shrugs.

what can he say? he loves his partner.

so is it so much of a surprise when he finds that foreplay with you is his favorite?

there’s just something about making love with his dear snowdrop at the pinnacle of the moon shining bright above; this is usually when you both would make love anyway. full moons were his favorite,

his fingers remain as shivering as ever when he drags them up and down your body

he continues to lead his hands down to where the heat has clearly grown fond—your lower stomach, noy’s sly, devilish smirk only made you want him more. he keeps his mouth working on your collarbone, leaving small love bites that left you wanting more all over your nape.

“you are just breathtaking, right now, my love.”

you swear just his voice would already be enough to sweep you off your feet, yet he decides to do more—he always does. the cold temperament of his lips sinks down over your chest, making you suddenly jolt,

the sensation of his tongue swirling around one bud as his hand would fondle the other, switching it around just to dip those messy kisses down your stomach; leaving his mouth near your dripping wet cunt.

you swear you could feel him scoff as he gave small kitten licks to tease. feeling his hot breath on your slit was more than enough to get you prepped… and yet he still wants more.

better safe than sorry, right?

now gently diving his face into your folds, his hands stay firm on the sides of your soft thighs, his thumbs rub small circles into your skin when you could feel him hold back the eagerness to devour you.

his resistance stood strong, he loved you too much—he didn’t want to ruin it by indulging only to his desires (even if you tell him it’s fine beforehand). watching you jump at the smallest little gestures only made him huff out a breath again,

had no human ever tried to actually please you? unfortunate.

even just the faintest warm scoffs he’d send to your inner thighs had you squirming—adorable. all your reactions were.

and it felt as though the moon only shone even brighter, highlighting the gorgeous figure before him, noy couldn’t believe that this was all for him.

maybe it was about time celestial took pity on him and sent an angel.

so when his tongue finally dips between your lips, it makes you let out an obscene moan of his name, your hand flying to his head of hair, “a— ahh! noyy…”

he lets out a hum, only one quiet one that meant he recognized what you said. gradually he moves his tongue up and down your aching clit, making you clench around nothing,

mouth clearly full of you, he continues to gladly lap at your sweet juices, you could feel his nose brush up against your cunt every now and then,

but something you had never heard of (apparently) was… well…

“n-nghhh, n- noy! haah, wait m’mot r-ready f’that…!” your voice is lost on your tongue when it lolls out your mouth, your back now in a mean arch when he inserts a finger to your entrance below.

“mmn? y’can handle whatever i give you, okay?”

his words faded when his buried his nose into your pussy again, his finger was slowly thrusting in and out of you,

the sensation that washed over you from all the new stimulation had your legs trembling in his hold, you swear you were starting to ascend, and the only thing that kept you down on earth were the small shapes he’d draw into your thighs.

the inhumane vampiric strength in noy's arms was unreal, because no matter how much you would writhe or fidget, he'd make your lower half would stay within at the very least his tongue's reach.

it wouldn't be so out-of-character that he'd want to keep eating you out, even if he called this... 'preparing you', even if it would go over for more than just one hour.

noy is addicted.

but he doesn't want to admit that.

he doesn't to ever admit he's enjoying something meant for you, so when it came to making you come, loud, and lewd slurping of your juices would quietly leave the window he would deliberately leave open;

having you pressed up against the nearest surface as soon as he finishes your entrance, it felt pretty in-character for your lover. your back rests upon the soft comfort of the bed while your legs are sprawled out, his hips between the plush of your thighs,

noy's rock-hard cock was already leaking, a red angry tip rubbing up against the wetness of your slit, the lewd sounds that left your mouth that matched the dirtiness of what happened below, noy was curious badly turned on you were from just friction.

wondering how you'd react if he would grind his shaft inside your gummy walls.

biting his lip at the thought, he reels his head back momentarily before keeping his eyes on you.

the (not rly) way i got better at writing generally was having beta readers, that's who i usually get criticism from,

If it isn't too much, what does your writing process look like? How do you keep the pacing so smooth? Eating this UP your work is incredible ❤️❤️

oo i have a milestone post for this but i guess recently my tech has been changing

im happy im the muse of current hyperfixations !!!

how do i even start

quite literally, figuratively, and any other way there is, i just base all my fics' prompts on what i see. anything. i mean anything. i will just write it down, and it becomes prominent whenever i just finish watching a series.

funnily enough: i've recently been watching the series house, some dude named doctor house who is a good doctor, and sarcastic person. i just finished gachiakuta on top of that; so my brain translates that to:

pacing

i honestly didn't know i was doing a good job at this, but it's really just to make it make sense to the reader.

i don't really know how i end up making it work: but my best advice is don't rush anything. just let your scene breathe.

no i dont do outlines, just to reiterate

cause for example, my most recent qifrey fic, it took me a while only because more ideas kept coming to me, giving reader a backstory that somehow eases into the original prompt is a good way.

i also like thinking about 'pacing' as making food.

get to know reader -> character pov -> introduce who reader is to character -> filler stuff to build tension -> smut/whatever u want, this is rly just when tension is at its peak

it's like whatever you have learned at school: freytag's pyramid is my subconscious guide

what if i cant think about what happens next

i just look up ___ prompts, like example: i'm making it the scene before the characters 'make love', and i don't know what event should take place before it. there's a lot of ppl who dedicate blogs to just posting prompts, but if you don't end up feeling like any of those fit- take break.

take a break and read.

it's okay to rest. you need it in order to stop yourself from, firstly, burning out, secondly you need it to refresh what your brain knows. i like to read other people's work, like small little imagines, i just say the more the merrier.

THE ONLY time inspiration would be allowed are for the general idea of the fic, copying other people's work is the suckiest, most disgusting you can do. you can use their prompt, you can take inspiration from their idea, because again: 2 cupcakes are better than one.

but i draw the line at word-for-word copying. that's weird.

feeling repetitive? dont worry

thesaurus dot com has your back. even guides on here, or ao3 are there.

its different for character's names tho; put the epithets down, trust me the story will look a lot better.

fluff/angst/non-smut work advice

if you dont wanna tag your warnings, put a little section before the writing and label it "content" or "content warnings". let the people reading your stuff know what they're getting into.

smut specific advice

dont describe the whole time. i know it's tempting but sometimes short n' sweet just fits the scene, that's why a lot of my works don't look like a river. since we're talking about digital writing: learning about how to space out your ideas is important.

big ol' paragraphs get a bit boring, and become a blur. (to me anyways). so i just make sure it won't look like i vommitted on the draft and left

generally

end your work with something that makes your readers want more. im sure the people who have been here since my kinich obsessed era, i developed a habit where i'd end most my works with something funny to keep it real.

whether or not its fluff or smut: not all of it is all butterflies and rainbows, despite it being fiction, i want some part of my writing to feel somewhat realistic while staying in touch with fiction.

understanding the character you're writing about: i'll be deaduzz, i don't like dottore. not as much as 'hate', but he isn't exactly my favorite harbinger either, but with base traits like:

whatever reddit says, i end up with a few headcannons that become bigger than just a drabble.

lastly: it's not a job. write what you want. guaranteed there's someone out there who's gonna like it.

despite what the tiktok people say, no. your writing can't cater to everyone. and that's okay. i only ever see people shaming other writers, and writer habits on tiktok, which is EASILY one guaranteed way to burn someone out

i have !!! i dunno his personality tho so maybe wait a bit till i write for any requests ab him ^-^"

lemme know so i can adjust

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thank u >o< no need to worry about me rushing anything !! i really do wanna post gachiakuta stuff at the moment :D!!!