#anon.🧃

[screampied]

Hii baby veygusssss<33 hoping you a nice day / night🩷🩷, so um hear me out Choso x shy reader re-creating one of p-hub most liked nor watched vid? Just a silly thought of mine hehehei feel free to ignore this. Muaaaaa😚💗

- 🧃 ( new anon, I hope it's not taken yet😞 )

꒰১ cw. fem reader, doggystyle, hair pulling, choso tries dirty talk, premature ejaculatıon, mdni.

“baby, i— i wanna do this,” choso mumbles, showing you the video that displayed across the screen. oftentimes he’d show you some positions he’d wanna try, the only ones you’ve ever done with him so far was missionary or cowgirl. his ultimate favorite out of the two—just you straddling him, staring into his eyes always makes him shudder. “can we try it?”

peering at the screen, it was a woman and a guy performing a well known prominent position. with a shy expression, you speak in a soft tone. “doggystyle? you wanna try that?”

“yeah,” he pouts, closing out of the web page before turning back towards you. the both of you were on the bed, tangled limbs keeping each other warm before he pants. “i think you would look pretty like that,” and he gulps. “i mean, you’re always pretty— but like . . on your hands ‘n knees for me, you know?”

you giggle, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “i know what you mean, baby, and okay. we can do doggy if you’d like.”

choso’s face lights up and he only grows more flustered once he sees you sit up. “okay, okay,” he tries to compose of himself, gawking openly as you lie flat on your stomach. then, you sit upright, placing the palms of your hands on the bed with your knees in place. his lips quiver, taking a three second glance at your ass. “a-and i’m gonna get behind like this, i think,” he cutely tries to remember the video. choso’s already starting to pant, shallow breaths of clouded puffs depart from his lips before he springs out his dick. he lets off a whine, staring at your pussy and how it was a bit moist from the outer entrance. “oh, it’s so wet from up close.”

“choso,” you tease, feeling yourself grow hot yourself. “any day now, baby.”

“s-sorry, sorry,” he snaps out of his erotic trance, reaching near the nightstand drawer to take out the lube bottle. he tried not to take too long, he wanted to be inside just as much as you wanted him inside also. quickly, he applies the lube in the right areas of you before focusing his attention back towards his throbbing cock. “give it a f-few pumps before going inside,” he speaks to himself underneath his breath, stroking his length once or twice. you wriggle your ass in anticipation and he only grows more abashed. you were shy just as him, although you were a bit more of an impish tease. “tell me if it’s too much, ‘kay?”

“okay, ‘cho.” you comply.

after a bit, he inches the head of his tip near your slit that’s starting to open. he’s mesmerized, his mouth slowly pries open at the sight before he’s gradually starting to sink his way in. as choso grows quiet, you let off a soft moan that makes him pause.

“baby? does it hurt? what ha—”

“choso, ‘m moanin’ because it feels good, ‘m okay i promise,” you simper in a shaky breath, leaning against your folded arms. not even facing him yet you could tell he was so big—standing tall proudly with inches underneath his metaphoric belt. “keep going.”

he gulps, nodding with a sweet, “okay,” before resuming where he left off. such thickness has your lips spreading apart,

he falls in love with the warmth that your gummy walls provides—sending him into straight nirvana.

it feels almost blissful, you squeeze against him before relaxing, he’s barely even halfway in and you already feel the elastic stretch. it’s too good, the moans that constantly let out from your mouth only makes his dick twitch more. once you let off a whine, he whines. “just a few m-more inches, princess,” he swallows—choso’s throat becomes suddenly dry and you bite your lip. so big, the way he’s so gentle to not break you was oh so cute nonetheless. “so warm.”

choso speaks in a low gruff voice, yet it’s still so whiny. your goopy walls forever cling onto him before within seconds later, you’re rightfully stuffed. he gasps, a sudden sweltering sensation waves over him once he realizes he’s buried balls deep. a few languid seconds inside your pussy and he was already losing it — the poor thing, you had him whipped.

“ugh,” he whimpers, preparing for an impactful thrust. choso’s a bit awkward, trying to remember what his eyes saw from the video as he holds your hips firmly. “gonna f-fuck you now, baby,” he mewls, and gives you a single thrust. he’s hesitant, wanting to make sure you’re okay before you’re babbling for him to not stop. a single thrust like that was purely addicting—you throb and he feels it, the way your walls constantly tease him by constricting around it.

so evil,

your ass is held up high against the bed before he starts to fuck you at a sloppy pace. sweaty thumbs of his brush against your hips as he’s holding you firmly in place, trying to maintain a decent enough rhythm. “ngh, so hot inside, feels so good,” he hiccups, feeling the very bottom of your hips tilt back. skin against skin — it feels like you’re melting against choso, it’s heavily intoxicating.

with the way your ass sticks up against him like glue, he goes crazy, feral. choso makes you spread a bit further before he’s really driving his cock into you. he makes sure his pace isn’t too fast before he lets off a melodically lewd moan. with his sculpted abs flexing, he lets off a soft whimper. “baby can- can i pull on your hair a little too?”

you giggle, nodding as you’re continuing to adapt to the feeling of being jostled against the silky bedsheets. “yes, choso. go ‘head.”

choso’s wheezy pants grow heavier and heavier, he leans up close to where he’s shoved right up close against you. with your knees widening, he grabs a good amount of your hair before giving it a soft kitten tug. “is that good?”

“baby, harder. ‘s okay, you can be a l-little rough.”

he pouts, giving you a more harder tug and you moan— leaning forward with your head lying back down between your arms. “just like that, doin’ so good baby, keep—keep going, fuuuck.”

your torso’s upright, he moans at how good you feel from the inside. choso can’t help but feel himself starting to drool a bit. your pussy was addicting in every way. you fuck back against him, rotating your hips a bit and he squeezes your right ass cheek. choso’s never really stared at your ass much, but now, that it was constantly bumping back against him—he just couldn’t look away. “m-my goddd, ‘s warm,” he pleads out, desperate for more of this feeling. you clamp down on him tightly, nerves all over his body send him shivers inside and out. choso can already feel himself start to sweat, his dick continuously reaches every orifice inside of your stuffed pussy. for a moment, he closes his eyes shut, getting hard at the rough recoil your ass smacks against his torso. it’s sexy, something within him was telling him to spank you but he wanted to ask first. “f-fuck, um . . princess? one more thing?”

“yes baby?”

“can—” he breathes through jagged breaths, slowing his pace down just a bit to rub a thumb against your hips. “can i spank you o-one time?”

“yes, ‘s okay, spank me, choso.” you moan, feeling his tip reach deeper throughout your tightening cunt.

he’s so sweet, he caresses the left cheek of your ass before giving it a spank. it jolts you forward and you let off a sweet gasp, though once he realizes you like it, he starts to spank you over, and over, and over, until you’re being more vocal than him. choso’s so in love with your voice that he could listen to it all day,

it was something about the smoothness in it. the way you whine for more in such a honeyed tone makes the tips of his ears burn. he still couldn’t fathom that he, choso kamo—was making you feel this good. but the more he starts to rut into you, the more he starts to feel something creep up. it’s sneaky—steadily arising before he feels a pool of warmth reside near his lower abdomen.

“i- i think ‘m gonna cum,” he whimpers, and he says it quickly, you feel the vein that runs down his shaft pulsate through you and your legs squeeze together for a moment. he pokes his bottom lip out, about to spank you against but he hesitates. he doesn’t wanna be too mean, so he caresses your bare cheek instead, brushing a thumb against your ass like a brush paints its canvas. “should i p-pull out?”

“i-inside, choso. inside.” you whine, and darkened brows of his raise. his mind’s racing and he’s taken aback, you want him to finish inside?

choso grips your hips with both hands, trying to remember the video before he cutely spews out a specific dialogue. “g-gonna flood your pretty vagina with my sticky cum, whore.”

and you giggle—you giggle and choso gasps.

“w-what’s funny?” he frowns, pausing his hips. “did you not like my dirty talk?”

he’s still buried deep into you from the hilt and you bite on your arm before replying. “heh, no it’s just .. nevermind,” and you have a soft smile, still not facing him. “but we gotta work on your dirty talk, baby. no one really says vagina or sticky cum.”

“…oh,” he says with his brows curling into a furrow. so cute, yet after a while, he finishes anyway.

his orgasm hits him like a truck — it’s so good that he whimpers, rocking his hips against you before feeling the drenched sloshes of oozing cum pouring into you. it’s thick, ropes and ropes of his velvety seed trickles into your sopping folds. he came a lot too, despite it being a bit early. whines welt from his mouth before he pulls out slowly, staring in revere at the way your pussy’s plugged all in. momentarily, his cum starts to dribble out and he runs a thumb down it to touch it. it’s warmth, he shudders before averting his attention back towards you, towering over you. he pants, “s-sorry, you didn’t get to finish.”

“we’re not done, silly,” you kiss the bridge of his nose where his scar lays. “and don’t be sorry. you did amazing with doggy, you’re a natural.”

choso pouts, yet grows flustered once your lips hit against the bump of his nose. “eh. but i could do better. i wanna learn how to talk dirty for you.”

“we have all the time to practice, baby,” you softly whisper, pulling him into a hug—wrapping your shaky legs around his slim waist. choso inhales, staring at you with rough pants leaving his lips every millisecond. “we’ll get better.”

he lets off a relieved sigh at how understanding you were, he lays his head against your chest, bristle hairs of his ponytails tickle against your skin before he speaks in a shy tone. “o-okay, okay but um .. can we maybe try another position i saw?”

“what is it baby?” you hum, stroking the edge of his temple in such a hypnotic way—the benign rhythm of your fingers was so soothing he found himself almost drifting off to sleep.

he had a cute smug grin. “f-full nelson.”

[eyesforfuma]

Hello! I've been thinking about this, and I was wondering if you had any takes on which members would make the most noise when they reached their peak/climax or would be the most vocal? 🫣

hi anon!!

omg i luv luuuuv this thought and this question... i feel it really depends on the mood or if they are being rough but,

i feel that k is very very vocal, always praising you, cursing, "you feel so tight, you are always so ready for me" "you look so pretty" "you love this, don't you? nasty little girl", but probably would like to muffle his climax kissing you or moaning against your skin or your lips, not too loud

fuma is full fuuuull of sounds but not much words during sex, "last stretch baby, i know you can take it" "just like that" "i love how good you make me feel", he grunts a lot, quiet but rough moans if that makes sense, biiiig grunt when he cums even if he wasn't fucking you roughly

nicho is literally a bigmouth, it would be weird for him not to talk, big big moaner, he would moan or grunt with every thrust even if hes not being rough "you take me so well", lots of "fuck"s, "that's it" "gosh, you look so pretty when you ride me", not particularly a loud moan but more of a groan when he is done, yummy

ej is a whimpering man, i feel he would get shy if you hear him moan but cannot contain himself, getting all red and pretty, specially when you tease him, vocal in the way he is a beggy boy, a lot of "please, i'll be good, please" "i am a good boy", loud sobbing climax probably followed by an "i love you" every single time he finishes

yuma is only talkative when he is taking control, to give instructions, to tell you exactly what he wants and needs "thats it, baby, keep it in your mouth" "you are so needy, do you need it this much?" "come on, dont be shy, i want you drooling all over it", moan mixed with a groan, not too loud either

jo is similar to euijoo but with a mix of kei but in a shy version, lots of whimpers but lots of praises, "you are so pretty" "please don't stop", "i love your taste", rather than a big moan it would a big sob/whimper, he is sooo sensitive so the climax leaves him weak and would be sorry if he makes a big mess

harua, oh my, harua is the most silent of them all, not really talkative but he makes you know how much he is enjoying it with his touch, if he says something is really low that you can barely understand but you dont make him repeat himself, probably a "god this feels so good" , he is in his own little world enjoying the moment, quiet and shivering climax, lips parted barely making a sound

taki, big whimperer, big moaner, the most talkative even though most of the time what he is saying doesn't make any sense, he loves to say anything that crosses his mind, stutters a lot, "plea- please take it all" "let me fill you up, princess" "i- i- i- please please give me- just like- dont stop- my sweet princess", louuud moan, whimper, sob, legs trembling when he cums poor baby <3

[riemanifests]

hii! how can i manifest a full body change overnight? like manifest my dream body overnight.

also can i be 🧃 anon?

hii of course! let's get into it.

　 ⊹  . 𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓯𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

Your beliefs are the selectors of the realities you can experience. 　

　 𖥔 ִ 　 ˙ Manifestation Concept

we naturally make concepts around everything in life. in this case you want to focus on changing your concept around your ability to manifest and your ability to manifest appearance changes to one that aligns with you being the version of yourself who manifests things overnight. 　 the easiest way to set these rules to your reality, or create the belief, is to repeatedly affirm. here are the affirmations that you want to turn into beliefs:

᧔᧓ . Beliefs about your ability to manifest in general ᛝ　I always manifest my desires overnight. ・　I always manifest what i want instantly. ᛝ　I always wake up with my desires. ・　I am someone who manifests their desire instantly. ᛝ　I am someone who can manifest things overnight. ・　It is so easy for me to manifest things instantly. ᛝ　It is so easy for me to manifest my desires overnight. 　 ᧔᧓ . Beliefs about your ability to manifest appearance changes ᛝ　I always manifest appearance changes overnight. ・　I always wake up with my desired appearance changes. ᛝ　I am someone who manifests appearance changes instantly ・　It is so easy for me to manifest appearance changes overnight 　

　 𖥔 ִ 　 ˙ Decide and persist

here are the 3 things i want you to decide to yourself right now:

You are the version of yourself who manifests things overnight decide to yourself right now that you are the version of yourself who manifests things overnight. you are now someone who manifests things overnight. and all of those beliefs up there? those are YOUR beliefs now. decide on that. 　

You have your dream body decide to yourself right now that you have your dream body. you manifested it overnight. yes you heard me correctly, it is done now. decide on that. 　

You will persist in that story no matter what goes on in the 3d decide to yourself right now that you will stick to those decisions, no matter what. no matter if the 3d doesn't reflect your assumption instantly, no matter if it's showing you nothing or moving slowly, no matter what. you should NOT be switching your story because of what you see in the 3d, you are the one who controls what you see in the 3d. reality conforms to you, not the other way around. 　

　 𖥔 ִ 　 ˙ Daily routine

now if you don't want to do this then you don't have to, but this is just a way you can take it further to make sure you're really persisting in the new story. 　 ᧔᧓ . In the morning ᛝ　when you wake up, i want you to start affirming to yourself things like "omg i manifested my dream body overnight!" or "i have my dream body now". i don't care if it feels fake, if you don't believe it, or you feel like wavering, you should be telling yourself the story you want reality to reflect. 　 ᧔᧓ . During the day ᛝ　when you think about your body tell yourself the same thing again "i manifested my dream body already", "damn my body looks amazing", or "i'm so happy i have my dream body". just keep it going! 　 ᧔᧓ . At night ᛝ　now you can tell yourself things like "i'm so happy i woke up with my dream body this morning". just do that until you're ready to sleep. another thing you can do is visualize yourself waking up with your dream body and getting excited looking in the mirror or wtv. but you're doing this as a way of you reminiscing, because it already happened so it's now a past memory. 　 so........ when do you stop doing this whole thing?

um never? the minute you say you have your dream body is the minute you have it, so why would you go back to wanting it if you already have it now?? keep going. keep persisting. keep deciding. no. matter. what. 　

　 ᧔᧓　　　.　　　⊹　　　⁺　　　𓂅

my post on appearance changes my appearance change challenge

᧔᧓　　　.　　　⊹　　　⁺　　　𓂅

[joocomics]

tags: stripper!reader x sub!idol, lap dance, dry humping | multifandom; 18+ mdni

♡… jungsu. gaon. jiung. intak. hueningkai. winwin. jisung. anton. minjae. ( didn’t have anyone specific in mind so i’ll let you choose )

“treat him nice, alright, doll?”

you nod, giving the guy a playful wink as he keeps shouting with a grin behind you. his voice is half drowned by the thumping music, but loud and confident enough to still reach you as you walk away, heading to the private rooms of the club.

“he’s never done this before!”

you can tell.

you noticed how lost this new face is the second you layed eyes on him; you see so many people every night - hungry, greedy, cruel, looking at you like you’re a meal ready to be consumed, like they own the place and you.

but this boy here… his gaze roams around like he’s about to apologise for even looking in your direction.

“i don’t bite,” you smile softly, attaching his two hands on your waist.

“i know…” he murmurs quickly before clearing his throat.

it almost comes off defensive, but you can tell - he’s just nervous. hot and bothered by this unfamiliar environment. his posture, stiff into the sofa, screams how out of place he is.

… and yet, he is so gorgeous. the most gorgeous face you’ve ever seen in this filthy place - and outside of it. for a moment you feel lucky… lucky that he appeared in your shift. lucky to be able to look at someone so soft and pure.

“you know,” you lean over, dizzying him with your perfume, “i’ve never had such a pretty view before.” you place a finger under his chin to force his sparkly eyes upon you.

the boy’s brows furrow slightly, unsure if you’re teasing as a part of the show. then, as he’s still in trance, a small, brief moan escapes his throat as your hips haven’t stopped moving against his lap.

“me neither…” he breathes out; chin still high, but his eyes slide down awkwardly as the adrenaline bubbles in his core.

it’s so rare… that spark you notice every time he looks at you. it’s not about how flustered he is by your attention and almost non-existent lingerie, it’s not about the way he melts into a puddle when you turn around to grind your ass against his bulge, encouraging him to give it just one squeeze…

it’s how he gets a taste of real pleasure for the first time - every time your skin brushes against his. it’s the gratitude glinting raw in his eyes and dripping from his shaky lips.

you slip fingertips beneath the hem of your lacey thong, dragging it down your thighs.

“is—“ you hear him stuttering with surprise behind your shoulder; his touch on your sides suddenly vanishes. “is this allowed…” his tone dips so low it doesn’t even feel like a question by the end.

before turning around, you reach with a hand and cover his eyes gently.

“shh…” you lean close, hitting him with your perfume again; this time with your warm breath too. “this will be our dirty little secret.” you catch him swallow thickly before his appealing lips part again. he’s fully focused on every word that leaves your mouth, as if he can swallow them one by one if he listens closely. “no touching. just sit… and enjoy the dance.”

he nods once - slowly but deliberately.

“good boy.” your lips curl with satisfaction. “i’m going to uncover your eyes now… one, two… three.”

a.n ! can you tell i just finished watching anora? the movie was very meh but at least it gave me something to think about :3 pls note i’m doing such multifandom post for the very first time (let me know how i did and if you’d like to see more!) and i still have writers block… :/

[bonbonly]

CRAZY IDEA WOAH

what if… spin-off of temptation w different drivers as priests and bishops, based on the seven deadly sins?

genius, I know I know

- 🧃 (officially temptation au anon)

YOU GENIUSSSSS OH MY GODDD ?!??!?! HELLO!??!?!

Ok ok so hear me out if I had to make a list: Bishop!Charles is definitely Lust though I also see him as Greed, always wanting more.

Chapter!Carlos is Gluttony, relentlessly trying to find better opportunities for himself and trying to paint himself as the better person.

Chaplain!Oscar is Sloth, just because in the au he's pretty blind to a lot of things that happen, oblivious and naive and won't act on much unless it personally affects him

Pope!Max is Wrath - I mean we've seen what he can do when he's pissed off, he's more destructive than Charles is and will do anything to make sure no one tries to take his position of Pope from him.

Chaplain!Lando is Envy because he's jealous that he doesn't have the freedom and love that Charles has nor is he in a good position like Max is nor does he have the talents Carlos has. He tries to imitate them but most of the time it backfires on him and he's forced to play side kick.

Former Pope!Lewis is definitely Pride because he's the oldest and definitely acknowledges all that he has accomplished and might slip them into conversations, he boasts the fact that he is the wisest and has the most experience; the righteous person when he is far from it.

[princessbrunette]

hi !! i’ve never sent a req before, but I was wondering if you could write somethin about how Rafe might deal with puppy!reader’s bursts of energy? also can I be 🧃 anon? I love love love ur writing!! have a good day :)

ㅤㅤ꒰ ㅤㅤㅤ۪ㅤㅤ♡ㅤㅤ۫ㅤㅤ💭ㅤㅤㅤ𓂂ㅤㅤ���

rafe catches you by the back of your shirt, stopping you in your tracks to stumble back into him. you were headed straight out the doors to tannyhill, bare feet smacking the ground when he caught you, his brows turn downwards in a confused stare.

“and where the hell are you running to?” he exasperates, turning you in his grip to face him. you’re smiling, chest rising and falling in your little sundress as you catch your breath.

“outside!” you try to tug your wrists away but he adjusts his grip, pulling you closer to him by the waist instead so that you couldn’t get away.

“you’re wearin’ yourself out. gonna be asleep by what, 8PM? again? come and get a drink. you’re hot.” he gives you a light shove to march you towards the kitchen. you stand, bouncing on the balls of your feet as he pours you a glass of water before bringing it to your mouth, gently clasping the back of your neck to hold you still. “there, alright? quit runnin’ around. gonna fall and hurt yourself like last time.”

“that was a one off!” you pout, but seemingly agree anyway, being pre occupied with trying to force him to pick you up by wrapping your arms around his neck and dragging your feet. he sighs, hauling you up as he shakes his head.

“jesus, m’not a jungle gym. you realise that right?”

ㅤㅤ꒰ ㅤㅤㅤ۪ㅤㅤ♡ㅤㅤ۫ㅤㅤ💭ㅤㅤㅤ𓂂ㅤㅤ೫

[darkbluekies]

awwww I love Otto!! I was worried at first because I thought Otto was a new yandere lol. I love that even though he’s a dog it’s like darling has someone on her side that’s loyal to her and not Silas. How does Silas react when Otto protects reader from him?

Are you going to give pets to any of the other oc’s? I feel like Jerry would have a cat and Hedwig would have some sort of lap dog. Also maybe Dr. Kry would get some sort of pet for reader once she settles down in the house to keep her from being lonely.

Also can I be 🧃 apple juice anon?

hahaha yeah i ralised now that it could seem like a new Achilleos brother! Fun thing is that Otto had another name choice that would have made him seem like another Achilleos brother! I like the name, but combined with Silas & Ares, it'd sound very "tiktok-y"? It was Atlas! I think it was a candidate for Ares name too lol? But I thought that Silas would either name his dog something very greek ... or something an old man would name his dog and ... old man won.

I wanted to add Otto for a "catch Y/N" scenario, but quickly realised that he has so many other scenarios, both in favor of Silas and in favor of Darling! I think that after Silas has taught Otto that Darling is family, and he sees darling upset and refusing anyone to touch them, Otto will take their side. And in the same way, he'd do it for Silas. It's not that Otto is only on Darling's side, but he kind of reads the situation? To him, they're his family :)

Hahah woah, i just added Otto, I want to try him out and see how stories with pets are, I have no idea if I'm going to add any more pets for now. It's way too early haha, but we'll see!

[mechs-headcanons]

all of this is so accurate. marius having an HOA is so real.

[princessaffirms]

hi i have this weird thing where i affirm all day but lowkey still expect to fail lol?? 😭 like i say “i get good grades” but deep down i’m like yeahhhh right

can i fix this?

— From 🧃anon

hi🧃 anon!! that’s totally normal at first, your nervous system is still catching up to you normalizing your affirmations! but if you affirm through the doubts and reason with your brain why your success is fully guaranteed, you’re gonna find that your affirmations start to feel more and more like truth!

whatever you see in your 3D right now = lingering remnants from old assumptions. so why would you dwell and spend all your energy on assumptions that you don’t align with anymore?

persistence in your affirmations through doubt -> your nervous system begins to recognize it as truth

your brain LITERALLY CREATES NEW NEURAL PATHWAYS to reprogram itself and physiologically define your affirmations as truth! how can this happen even with doubt? REPETITION. it’s NEUROPLASTICITY BABY!!!!!

i also highly recommend checking out a blog i wrote about this topic: “i’ve been doing everything ‘right’ but i’m not seeing any movement!”

the blog is all about why and how you should be DOUBLING DOWN with your affirmations when you don’t see movement (which can be a big root source of your doubts)!

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i hope this helped!! feel free to reach out if you have any other questions <3

much love always!

[stygiansun-totaleclipse]

Idk if you've answered it before (Tumblr search engines yk how it is 😞), but what are the ROs and the siblings sexualities? :)

Happy pride!!!! 🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

All of the ROs are bi/pan and Kieran is also demisexual. ❤️👍 :)

All of the siblings are bi/pan as well. Castor is also demisexual. Nour is Zainsexual demi also. Aurora is myrsexual (aceflux, greysexual, cupiosexual, asexual, allosexual).

[boimlerkisser]

Thank you sweet anon for giving me the idea to draw this in response to that shitty anon! 😊💖🫶💖 honestly it can be applied to any minor inconvenience in my life as well cause Beej loves me enough to offer every time! (Plus Beej dressed as Sportacus cause one of my favorite things to imagine him reacting to my current f/os or interests in my real life lol)

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[toxicanonymity]

did you see skeet’s new insta story?? deff lowkey gives off your landlord!billy au

- 🧃 (if that’s okay??)

I... I'M BESIDE MYSELF

Thank you so much for alerting me, 🧃 anon!!! I'm gonna have a juicy juice in your honor now.

[bonbonly]

anyway hihi it's the whore again!!

I was at the dentist today and obvi had to keep my mouth wide open and couldn't stop thinking about lando forcing me to deep throat him through gags until I could breath and my nose met his pubic hair

like deeeeepppp down until my lips cracked and drool covered me from head to toe

and like physically hold me down and ruin my throat I want him to force me to stay still while he rummaged into my mouth until my knees bleed and my throat is burning and I forcefully lose my gag reflex

mmmhh yeah I have something for bj’s w the face pressed down😝😝

:)))

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HELLO!?!?!? WHAT!?!? YOU CANT JUST TRY TO KILL ME LIKE THAT?!?!?! HUH

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

Lily who punched Barty in the nose

And Barty who just found out why James is so in love with the fiery redhead

+ Regulus watching and finding out the Barty looks REALLY hot with blood smeared around his face

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ARGHHHHH YES OMG GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEE

regulus sees that and pauses for a moment. he's questioning his whole reality fr

[muffinsin]

hi hello hola bonjour aloha 😵😵😵😵

OKOKOK SOOOOOOO ........ i know this request is weird BUUUUTTTT could u maybe possibly do the dimitrescus being with someone (as in, having an s/o) thats a humanoid arachnid??? If im spelling that correctly? rahhh idk

like, imagine those spider-people with like, agile spider legs on their back, sharp fangs, multiple, red/purple/gray eyes, dark fluffy hair, red/purple/other markings, etc etc. I think it would be funny since theyre literally flies dating a spider .. which eats flies

u can use doctor octavius as reference for the spider leg placement if u didnt understand, or like, angel dust??? Its up to ur interpertation, really, but id prefer if they did have normal human legs .. and features .. since a giant spider with a human head feels unnatural .. giggle, giggle

AS ALWAYS!!! take care!!!!!! Make sure to take breaks inbetween requests!!!!!

WITH MUCH LOVE AND LESBIANISM 😈😈😈😈 (the gayness directed at the dimitrescus .. not u, becauze .. i dunno u .. and thats weird)

-- 🐾🧃, AKA JUNGLE JUICE 👽👽👽

Piece out! (Not peace, i require violence)

Hell yeah!!🙌 Funnily enough, I think there was once talk of an arachnoid reader on this blog, but the idea got lost somewhere. I’m happy to dive back into it now!👀 Let’s get into it!

Masterlists

Bela

What started out as a sudden introduction in the forest, soon became more

Back then already, Bela was- unsurprisingly- intrigued by you

After all, your appearance alone is enough to make most double check whether they saw right

And she was certainly no better

Though, at the very least you did the same then, not quite believing you ran into one of the infamous Dimitrescu daughters

During your first interaction, time almost stood still as the two of you inspected one another-

you, standing in place when you ran just moments ago,

Bela, stilled with her sickle held in her hand, as though frozen like a deer in the headlights upon running across you

- it was a cute moment, even, in itself. Both of you, stunned by each other

Where you saw a pair of strong, piercing golden eyes, she saw multiple pairs of eyes

You watched then as she studied them almost, her own flickering across your face

The two eyes at the center of your face, human-looking in every aspect but their colour

A dark grey, she originally thought

In time, she would find and adore the specks of red and purple in them, only found upon closer inspection. But more of that later

Then, more eyes, stretching across the side of your forehead almost

5 of them, some more slit than others, some smaller, some larger

She shivered at the sight, but even you saw the curiosity shimmer within her back then already

It was clear to both of you that neither was mortal. Not entirely so, at least

Where you saw her regal, almost gothic and Victorian dress and the sickle, she spotted torn clothing

A villager, or at the very least that’s what you used to be

Only was your clothing torn and almost webbed shut again, the strings keeping your cloths together so fine they couldn’t possibly be any fabric or wool

While her fingers held the sickle tight, your long ones moved slightly, as if restless

More things were apparent immediately, such as,

Your long, strong legs allowing you to stand tall, nearly the same as Bela

Something unusual, certainly

And then, of course, the other pair

The strong, somewhat thin pair of arms or legs- Bela could never quite tell- sprouting from your back

The fuzzy, dark hair falling down your shoulders and back, a little too untrimmed, a little too wild for even the villagers’ standards

And the strange marks stretching across your bare arms

Neither of you attacked one another, then

In fact, neither of you moved, until the sounds of the angry mob of villagers faded away

You don’t entirely remember most of what happened after, only remember begging her to take you with her

Despite its reputation, you knew working and living at the castle must be better than starving out at the forest

And, holding the same curiosity in her tone, she agreed and took you in

Only were you no mere staff member, dusting this and that

You were Bela’s favorite

And everyone knew

You worked for her only, didn’t take orders from even the head maiden

The two of you spent more and more time together, chatting and sharing bits and pieces of yourselves

Your- nature- certainly made your work more challenging and fun

As such, at times, you would hold onto the walls with the limbs stemming from your back and climb high to the ceiling to dust even the top of the shelves

Often- surprisingly often given how busy she was- Bela opted to join you

Not in cleaning, of course. You’re sure she thinks it’s below her

Instead, she’d often- and still does- swarm halfway, as if sleeping on an invisible mattress in the air

She’d watch you work, talk occasionally

At other times, she’d trace your limbs gently when no words were exchanged

And, unsurprisingly, the ever growing bond and fondness between the two of you leads to something more

While Bela was the first to initiate things, you proudly claimed the first kiss from her

Upon being in a relationship, she found out more about you still

Like the sharp fangs in your mouth, which she loves to trace and feel dig into her skin

She loves the webs you spin, her fingertips occasionally dragging against the light silk

Sometimes, a fly of hers gets stuck

That, she loves less

And still, you always take care of the little insects, ensuring they won’t be trapped in some of the smaller webs you leave

At times, you quite intentionally web her, your spidery silk-like web trapping her arms above her head, her body fondled by the many limbs you possess….

Alas, we’re trailing off, but of course, your nature, body, and abilities are appreciated in all aspects

The bedroom being one of them, too

Though, Bela loves nothing more than cuddling up together, too

Especially when held in your arms, all of them wrapped tightly around her

It’s perfect to her, and often a blanket or two will be thrown in the mix in winter

Once, you suggested wrapping her up in your webs to keep her warm, which she quickly shut down

You learn, she doesn’t like feeling like prey, dislikes the feeling of being stuck like…well, a fly in a web

Speaking of, insects are strictly off the menu for you

That doesn’t mean she doesn’t encourage you to hunt, though

Often, you spin your webs at the forest surrounding the castle, hoping to bring back a catch that might earn you the favor of her younger sisters and mother

At other times, Bela all but swoons when you trap a particularly delicious maid and deliver her to her as a snack

Still, there is one thing that amuses you to no end…

She loved you, wholeheartedly. And she loved your arachnoid nature, too. She loves every bit of you

So you can’t explain to yourself why your partner is so terribly scared of spiders

The small critters truly do a number on her, prompting screams and shrill squeals, shivers and so on

Always, you ensure there are no spiders in the castle. No webs but your own

…Your lovely girlfriend and her sisters, suffering from arachnophobia

The thought always makes you giggle

Cassandra

Looking back, you can hardly believe your luck

Not only did you survive Mother Miranda’s experimenting, the depths of the village, the infamous basement of castle Dimitrescu and its residents, but also wooed one of them

Having Cassandra sleeping soundly on top of you, your limbs wrapped around her, you allow yourself to think of how you first met

Her eyes, a dark golden light in the dark, piercing you the very same day you were sent to the castle basements

And it seems, you awakened curiosity within the sadist

Of course, a being like you would

Something so rare, someone so unique

While you were originally made to be her newest plaything, a failed experiment handed over, Cassandra had no interest in killing you

Not that this stopped her light torture

Though, looking back, you can’t help but giggle. Even then she showed you affection in her twisted ways

Like when she’d stroke a dagger along your limbs, the touch strong and grounding, her breath fast

She has always been so very curious about you

Your eyes are her favorite part of you

She loves how unsettling they look

Sometimes, she whines; she wants to pluck them from you so very badly, to hold and kiss, to preserve and carry with her always

You have learned to understand and love her twisted affection, her rough words and the gentle, almost romantic meaning behind them

While you could easily get lost in her dark golden eyes, the same goes for her and your eyes

Sometimes, she likes to just stare at them when you cuddle, her eyes desperately trying to meet all of yours

It’s an admittedly adorable sight

And even during your first introduction, when she had grabbed your face harshly, she easily got lost in your eyes

While originally chained to the moldy wall of the basement, you’re upgraded fast

You become her obsession, her pet, her favorite horror in the castle

An honor, really

You know when she calls you her horror, it’s the most romantic thing she can express with words

She loves every part of you, too

Early on already she experiments with you, your cooperative nature catching her slightly by surprise

As such, when she lifted and prodded, cut and sniffed and what not, you always took it as an opportunity to talk to her

Early on, you find out more and more of Cassandra

Later, you learn she often rambles mindlessly when utterly absorbed in her experiments, games, and torture

As such, early on already, you listened as she rambled about her sisters and her hunts

Your presence was always a refreshing one, really

Cassandra is bold

As such, when she noticed just that, and how much she had grown to care for “her experiment”, you were moved from the basement

Quickly, your relationship turned from one of a captive and their tormentor to desire

She clearly desired you, her breaths ragged around you, her heart beating fast, her lip bit, her hands touching up on your limbs eagerly

And you had no reason to hide your attraction, in turn

To this day, you like experimenting with her

In a way, it’s allowing her to get to know you more

Often, her experiments mean working out new techniques to spin webs

At other times, she wants to see how precisely you can control the limbs stemming from your back

With a nice routine of spending nearly every day together, it’s no surprise when you eventually made a move on her

One Cassandra eagerly accepted and returned

She isn’t one for terms, and has never been. You’ve never been her prisoner. Never her friend. Never her partner

Always, you are what she feels

You’re her love, her passion, her horror, her excitement, her desire, her sadism

Due to this, there has hardly been a change after you’ve asked her to be your girlfriend. To her, you’ve always been what you are to her

You’re her partner, despite how she doesn’t like naming what you have

Her favorite couple activity is spending quality time together

She loves to hunt together

Her favorite game?

To chase prey into your web

She laughs loudly when it happens, her pupils wide, her hands twitching

If you ate humans and raw meat as she does, she would grant you the first bite, sometimes

As such, she likes to watch you wrap her prey up and carry it home for her

Her second favorite activity is to experiment with you, and do art together

She likes it particularly much when you spin a web and allow her to direct you, the silky threads assuming a shape to her liking

As it comes to experimenting, she finds it particularly fun when the two of you get to chat, one of your limbs holding onto her or handing her tools

The others are usually made to hold down whatever poor soul has caught her eye and is now to die

But really, her bright smile and manic crackle of laughter seems to make all your remaining morals drip away

Other things she loves is to use your webs to create obstacles when she trains

She knows she can’t achieve Daniela’s speed and precision as it comes to flying and the swarm, but likes to practice either way

And you like to help her by putting webs in her way

Only sometimes does she get stuck, growling and grumbling to you and herself when she’s…well…a fly in the spider’s web

Oddly enough, this doesn’t bother her, yet when even the smallest little spider is near her, she freaks out

Usually, that means you get to flick it away, hunting it down and only granted a rest when you present your love with the creature’s body as proof of its passing

You shake your head, smiling fondly at this, before returning to stroking your long fingers through dark hair. Less thick, more combed and cleaner looking, yet nearly matching yours in color

She hums in her sleep. You know, she will awaken soon, ready to hunt or plead with you to please play with the maids with her

It’s so very fun to see them stumble and cry in the webs, she insists

Daniela

To say Daniela was intrigued by you at first sight would be a vast understatement

Obsessed, more like it

Having been dragged to a lord’s meeting after countless experiments done by Mother Miranda, it’s the first and ideal opportunity to meet everyone

Including the stunning woman by the tall lady’s side

Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters, you learn

Daniela’s eyes are on you the instant you’re revealed to the lords

Gold with specks of green, piercing and curious, obsessed and eager

They flicker across you, your face and body, until they move back and flicker across your face, seemingly searching for eye contact

Eye contact, which proves difficult with the many sets of eyes you have

Oh, but she immediately gets lost in them

You flinch in surprise when she moves, fast, uncaring of the audience the two of you have

She’s pushed against you in an instant, her hands cupping your cheeks

Her skin is nearly as cold as yours, her palms cool as ice

She studies your eyes intensely

While she finds specks of red and purple, you find light shades of green hidden within the pools of gold of her eyes

Both of you immediately seem to fall in love with the sights presented to you

While you’re introduced as nothing but a failed experiment, Daniela immediately sees more in you

She begs, out loud as though she has no shame-

and maybe she doesn’t

- and she pleads:

“Mother, I must have them, please!”

And, you learn early on, Alcina Dimitrescu seems incapable of denying her youngest any wish she has

And in turn, it seems Mother Miranda has difficulty denying Alcina

As such, you’re handed over promptly, officially made Daniela’s property

She’d scoff at the title. You’re hers, though

You’ll be her best friend! Her love! Her soulmate!

She’s not wrong, at the end

For the first time in your life maybe, you feel free, even as you officially “belong to her”

You receive your own wing, even, though it’s near her own

You’re a little surprised at this, though now know that you’re given the entire wing by Alcina Dimitrescu to ensure no intruders would past the deadly webs and manage to find the precious youngest daughter

You’re quite proud of that, too

You like knowing you’re what stands between Daniela and any potentially dangerous intruders

You like knowing your webs will catch them should they sneak where they shouldn’t be

The only things she asks for are honesty, affection, genuine interest and respect

Things you’re eager to give her

In return, you receive time and space, love and affection, honesty and eagerness, care and happiness

While the two of you seem to start out as friends, more builds up between you fast

Daniela, bold as she is, is the first to initiate things, to steal looks and kisses, lingering touches and more

You eagerly give in, and the two of you become impossibly close

As such, you often sleep with her curled in your arms, your arms and legs wrapped around her, your limbs keeping her pressed close to you

She loves cuddling, loves holding your hands while your other limbs are wrapped around her

At other times, she likes to fight for fun with you

It’s a game to her, to evade your webs and limbs, to tackle them only to be smacked away by one of the long, strong limbs stemming from your back

Sometimes- usually- she wins

At other times, she ends up webbed by you, giggling when you make use of the opportunity to place small kisses all over her face

When she hunts on her own, she often takes you with her

She likes to race you, seemingly ignoring that your strength is not your speed, but the tactics and strategic placement of your webs

In the end, she likes to compare who captured the most prey

Often, it’s you, due to the many small animals getting lost in the webs

Though, she usually claims the larger and faster victims

Afterwards, she likes to indulge in snacks with you, often stroking along one of your limbs absently

When you’re spinning your webs, she likes to stay close and watch, occasionally freaking out when bits of her get stuck

She’s whining and snarling then, unable to free herself until you cut the webs loose and tug them from her

Despite liking your webs and being in your arms, Daniela doesn’t enjoy the feeling of being stuck in your webs

Too often has she lost herself as a fly in some spider’s web…

[mechs-headcanons]

The Toy Soldier eats wood. It has been asked if eating wood counts as cannibalism. It does not answer. It is too busy eating wood. Cromch.

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cromch. :3