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about: 26.I write things.Status: Semi-Active. Queue: Off.

In the spirit of Halloween, I needed me some Mutsurie spoopy AUs so here’s a smol compilation:

pairing: Urie/Mutsuki
warnings: NSFW, pwp.
summary: Mutsuki’s trying to read, but Urie’s got other ideas.

“Urie,” Mutsuki mumbled into his book. The words were becoming increasingly hard to focus on. “I’m almost done with this.”

Really. Just half a chapter left and he’d be done with his book. But if Urie was one thing, he was stubborn. And insistent when he wanted his way. 

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Kiss Promotion [3/?] Rank: Touch

Title: Kiss Promotion
Pairing: Urie/Mutsuki
Rating: F for Floof
AO3
Notes: PWP, because who needs a plot to write fluff. and if you haven’t seen, the beautiful narutouzumakis drew fanart for chapter one ;_;
Summary: They receive comfort in each other: It starts with a hug, a touch, the mutual need to not feel alone. It starts with falling asleep together, fingers entwined. And then there’s a kiss on the cheek. One. Two. More and more until Urie can’t live without them.

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Kiss Promotion [2/?] Rank: Invader

Title: Kiss Promotion
Pairing: Urie/Mutsuki
Rating: F for Floof
AO3
Notes: PWP, because who needs a plot to write floof. I’ll be trying to update every Sunday. 
Summary: They receive comfort in each other: It starts with a hug, a touch, the mutual need to not feel alone. It starts with falling asleep together, fingers entwined. And then there’s a kiss on the cheek. One. Two. More and more until Urie can’t live without them.

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[Kiss Promotion 1/?] Rank: Comfort

Title: Kiss Promotion
Pairing: Urie/Mutsuki
Rating: F for Floof 
AO3
Note: Takes place after auction raid.
Summary: They receive comfort in each other: It starts with a hug, a touch, the mutual need to not feel alone. It starts with falling asleep together, fingers entwined. And then there’s a kiss on the cheek. One. Two. More and more until Urie can’t live without them.

My first Mutsurie multichap fic! I will try to update frequently, so here goes nothing ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ

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Anonymous asked: nsfw mutsurie headcanons?

haha… *cracks knuckles*

Urie, despite who he is, would be extremely tender with Mutsuki. Especially the first time when Mutsuki’s still shy and afraid of showing his body to Urie, but Urie would be patient and sweet and attentive to whatever Mutsuki wanted. He wouldn’t rush things - would start off with soft kisses and feathered touches, letting Mutsuki relax slowly and surely over time.

And Mutsuki would just melt. There’d always be this sense of comfort and ease with Urie, so when they get intimate, he’s afraid at first, but it doesn’t take long for him to be a puddle of little whimpers for Urie (but showing his body completely would take a while longer…).

Urie would love every inch of Mutsuki’s body as Mutsuki opens each part of himself.

And Mutsuki would be so curious about Urie’s body and what could get that stoic face to crack.

Overall I imagine lots of exploring. Lots of tender loving. 90% of the time at least. When Mutsuki’s 10000% comfortable around Urie, and Urie only, then Urie gets rough and has his wicked ways. 

There’d be days where he can’t be patient and he’d probably take Mutsuki on kitchen counters, the Quinx squad dinner table, Shirazu’s bed (if Shirazu pissed him off that day), the living room couch and Mutsuki would make halfhearted attempts at saying they shouldn’t do that there because someone could walk in but then Urie would just go down on him and he’d stop thinking from there :’)

miles from where you are.

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title: miles from where you are.
notes: Post-Apocalyptic AU. THIS GOT OUT OF HAND OKAY //falls to hands and knees in defeat//
warnings: eh. like one very, VERY tiny nsfw mention. unedited.
summary: Those that survived the plague do what they can to salvage what’s left of their ghoul-infested world. And for 462 days, Mutsuki goes on. Alone.

AO3

[soundtrack: set the fire to the third bar - snow patrol]

Mutsuki counts the days in his head. Today is day number 462. He kills a ghoul - 10mm caliber through the frontal lobe - and it drops dead. Or deader.

He shoves the pistol back into the holster strapped around his thigh; high enough that his fingers are constantly brushing the handle. Always a reassurance. Always in position to grab at a heartbeat’s notice. 

On this 462nd day, it’s hot and muggy. His tank top used to be white, but now it looks as if it’s been stained with coffee (but it’s dirt and blood, some his, the rest… who knows).

Coffee. He can’t remember what that tastes like.

But in this day and age, 462 days after the Apocalypse came and turned their world upside down, no one needs coffee to stay awake. Ghouls keep you up plenty.

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Stop doing that, Urie wanted to say, but all he managed was an inaudible click of his tongue that no one - not Mutsuki or the idiot who bumped into him - heard.

It wasn’t that Urie woke up on the wrong side of the bed earlier in the morning, nor did anyone say the wrong thing to set his emotions on a volatile path. What started off as an incurable itch (from the moment Sasaki had fondly ruffled Mutsuki’s hair “You did great in training today, Mucchan,”) turned into something far more aggravating.

The sight of Mutsuki smiling. Smiling at this idiot who bumped into him.

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downloaded some new brushes. decided more drawing practice with my muses was in order ೕ(•̀ᴗ•́)

title: What happens in the Quinx Squad…
pairing: Urie/Mutsuki
AO3
warnings: some swearing. crack. i blame narutouzumakis and hoboeri for everything.
summary: Urie and Mutsuki find it hard to get alone time when Sasaki’s always aware of their every move. Shirazu thinks the place is haunted. Saiko remembers why she stays in her room to begin with. And somewhere, Arima wonders when’s a good time to return Sasaki’s book.

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