#going FERAL. me when I crave human connection

[hana-bobo-finch]

I should probably just go to bed because I’m on the verge of posting every single thought I’ve had this past week eeggegeheheheh me when I don’t have my outlet to scream into the void

[strniohoeee]

Salacious

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader 🦢

Synopsis: Y/N is sexually deprived, and Matt offers a helping hand 😉. This is for the request I got🫶🏽

Warnings⚠️: THIS IS SMUTTY SMUT SMUT SO MINORS BACK OFF.

Song for the imagine: Some Way- NAV, The Weeknd

⚠️This is a 18+ story, so minors do not interact!!⚠️

I think your girl, think your girl fell in love with me

She say my fuck, and my tongue game a remedy

To say I wasn’t yearning for some good, dirty and sweaty sex I’d be lying. I was so sexually deprived, and agitated. I was currently under the longest dry spell of my life.

I haven’t had sex in a fucking year, but before that I was always getting my rocks off with whoever. But as I got older, and craved that deeper connection I was lacking in the sex department.

I realized that in order for sex to be enjoyable I had to be compatible with my partner. Because I would just grab any hot guy when I was a little younger I didn’t care. But every guy I tried to fuck I simply couldn’t.

It was painful, boring and I faked every single time, so I just stopped. I would just masturbate instead, and it was good of course, but man I’m a fucking human and our bodies crave sex.

I was at my worst when ovulation week started. I was a fucking feral animal who should be chained to my bed. Anything with a dick just set me off. I needed them!

Currently I was ovulating, and every guy I laid eyes on I wanted to tear apart. What made it worse was I was hanging around my friends Chris, Matt and Nick. What didn’t help was that they were all extremely attractive, and my mind was just thinking SEX SEX SEX

I had been a bit crabby leading up to ovulation because I was so deprived, and everytime I masturbated it just didn’t feel that good. My orgasms were not as good as they should have been

Currently I was with the triplets, and we were walking around Target just shopping. As we were in an aisle a guy walked down the same aisle, and I swear I almost passed out.

As he walked by my eyes followed his every move just googly eyes.

“What the fuck was that?” Nick asked laughing m

“He was so fucking hot” I said to him

“Y/N….he was the most average looking man in the word, and I’m a gay man” Nick said

“No that man was so fucking hot” I said still flushed

“Control yourself! You’re like an animal” Chris said

“Sorry” I said shaking the feeling off

We got to the car, and Matt was driving, Chris in the passenger seat, and Nick and I in the back.

I was looking at Matt driving, and I swore I was drooling….why did he look so hot driving??

And then Chris asked me a question, turning around to look at me, and he smirked, flashing his teeth, and I felt my breathing get shallow??

Finally I looked over at Nick, and his hands? His hands looked so good….big and muscular and strong… HES GAY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON! I internally yelled at myself

I needed to be sedated or fucked. This was too much for me.

As we were driving home. My eyes kept darting between the three of them, and disgusting thoughts were playing in my head.

“You guys are so fine” I just blurted out

“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK CALM DOWN” Chris said looking at me

“IM SORRY, I CANT HELP IT” I said back to him

“I’m about to get a spray bottle what the fuck is wrong with you” Matt said laughing and his laugh almost made me moan???

“Sorry yall I’m ovulating” I said back to them

“The fuck is that?” Chris asked

“Right before women get their period we go through ovulation, and that causes us to become to sexually aroused we literally will fuck anything” I told him

“MY EARS” Nick said covering his ears

“ITS THE TRUTH! I’m in ovulation, and then yall are so good looking and then combine that with not having sex in a year….im about to burst” I said kind of laughing

“Literally go fuck something then” Matt said

“Mmm it’s hard” I said to him

The rest of the ride we were just laughing about everything, and Nick was scrolling through social media trying to find me potential candidates

I was spending the night at the triplets house, and I always stood with Matt, so I was chilling in his room when he finally came in to prepare for bed

“Yoo” he said as he shut his door

“Heyyy” I said putting my phone down and sitting up

He came in with a pink shirt on and grey sweats that hung low…real low, and my eyes followed his every move

“What you thinking?” He asked me

“Im thinking I need to fuck someone very soon” I said looking him up and down

“Jesus how down bad are you” he said laughing

“Matt it’s torture” I told him also laughing

“It’s just hard for me to fuck anyone now a days. It never works out” I told him as he sat down on the bed

“Want to fuck?” He asked, looking at me. That immediately sent a shiver down my spine

“Me fuck you?” I asked genuinely shocked

“I mean I’m down to fuck. No strings attached. Just fuck buddies” he said shrugging his shoulders

I mean I knew him, he was attractive and we were very compatible

“Fuck it I’m down” I said crawling over to him

Matt had bit his lip before smashing his lips into mine. Immediately starting a make out session. He had pushed us back, so that I was laying down and he was hovering over me.

He pulled away from the kiss

“I’m going to take good care of you baby” he said rubbing his hands up and down my body

“Please” I said sighing

Matt had removed his shirt, and then mine. Started to kiss me again. Going down to my neck and then to my breasts. He immediately removed my bar, grabbing one breast in his hand massaging while sucking on the other one

“Oh fuck Matt” I said moaning and running my hands through his hair. His kissing and sucking had me dripping. This feeling was what I’d been looking for all along.

Matt slid my pants down, and then removed his pants leaving us in just our underwear

He started to kiss down my stomach to my pelvic bone. He got up, and slid my underwear down. My cunt was soaked full of my arousal

“So fucking wet” he said licking his lips

“All for you. I want this so badly” I told him looking up at him

He got back down, and grabbed my thighs, spreading my legs open, and placing them over his shoulders.

He immediately attached his mouth to my clit, and I nearly flew off the bed

“MATT” I practically yelled. He started his attack on my pussy. Sucking my clit, and licking from my entrance up to my clit. Lapping at me like there was no tomorrow

“MATT MATT MATT UH UH UH UH” I said, barely able to form sentences. Pulling at his hair causing him to moan into my pussy. My heels were for sure digging into his back

This didn’t stop him though. He reached his hand up and started grabbing my boob as he ate my cunt. Licking me up and down. Causing the most disgusting sounds to come from my pussy

“I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum” I said pulling his hair harder and starting to tremble

“FUCK FUCK FUCKKKK” I screamed as I came all over his face. He pulled away, and came up to me. His face covered in my cum

Smashing his lips to mine as we sloppily made out

“Matt I wanna fuck so bad right now” I said after pulling away from the kiss

“Okay baby” he said. He reached over to his night stand and pulled out a condom. Immediately slipping it on

He grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the end of the bed

“How do you want it?” He asked as he rubbed his cock up and down on my pussy

“I want it hard. I want to be fucked so hard I can’t remember anything” I told him

“Like a dirty slut” he said and I nodded my head

Slowly Matt slid into me allowing me to adjust to his size

“Okay Matt I’m ready” I said throwing my head back

Without a second thought his hips start smacking into me. Pounding me relentlessly.

“Fuckkkkk” I said rolling my eyes to the back of my head

“Fuck Y/N…you feel so fucking good” he said breathing heavy

Matt was slamming into me at such a delicious pace. I was speechless. My mouth just hung open as my eyes stood shut

Matt picked up one leg and put it over his shoulder allowing him to fuck me at a new angle

“SHITTTTTT” I said clenching my eyes shut harder

“So so good to me” he said as he pounded into me

He then pushed that same leg backwards. Holding it up as he fucked me ruthlessly

The headboard banging into the wall

“HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK” I screamed out clenching on Matt’s cock

“can I ride” I asked in between moans, and Matt nodded immediately flipping us around, so I could straddle him

I leaned over him as I started to grind down against him

“Fuckkkk Y/N” he moaned throwing his head back

I kept on riding him hard and fast. He gripped my ass, and started to suck on one of my nipples

“MATTTTTT” I moaned out loudly, throwing my head back

“Keep going baby, keep going” he said biting his lip and looking up at me

“I’m gonna cum” I said as I started to grind on him faster

“I wanna see your pretty face when you come” he said waiting for me to look down at him

“Okay yes anything for you” I told him out of breath

I shuddered, and then came as I looked into his eyes with a slack jaw. And soon after he came too moaning my name with a slack jaw.

This interaction became normal. I’d jump on him every night I stood with them. Having him fuck the shit out of me. On every piece of furniture, in every position, in the shower, against the shower sink. EVERYWHERE ALL THE TIME

But slowly I started to realize that I really enjoyed our sex because I really fucking liked Matt.

This sex went on for two weeks, until finally after one night of fucking I decided to tell him how I feel.

“Matt I really fucking like you, and the sex is great, but I can’t be friends with benefits when I’m falling in love with you” I told him running my hands through his hair

“I thought I was the only one. Y/N I like you so fucking much, and I think I’ve liked you since I’ve met you” he said looking into my eyes

“Are you wanting to be more than just a FWB?” i asked him

“Yes. I would love to be your boyfriend” he said, leaning in and kissing me.

The End

I hope that you guys liked this one! And whoever requested this I hope I didn’t disappoint🥹❤️. Im almost done finishing up all these requests, but the rest will be up tomorrow💋

-J💅🏽

[dakusan]

Yes, I'm sending a second ask.😭 Yes, I in fact am that desperate and obsessed with this vampire universe. Your mind is absolutely perfect, down to the way your brain is wired.

For context— remember that ask about vampire skz and kinks/fetishes? Yes, that's me. I was just reading a bit more into the whole lore, and I just wanted to add a few thoughts.

Like, are vampires bound to have certain desires, certain fetishes? Is there something that just makes them wild, go crazy? I crave your thoughts, seriously. As in, the science behind it. Maybe they're wired a certain way? Like humans, who are wired to crave connection and intimacy, is it the same for them? Or are they more feral, more intense? Do they crave to turn you inside out, destroy you, tear you apart, only to put you back together? Are they wired to crave control and possession?

Like I said in the previous ask, I'm so unbearably excited to hear your thoughts!!

Oh anon... welcome back, and let me just say: YES. You’re asking the right kind of feral, blood-soaked, thirst-heavy questions.

Let's fucking dig deep!

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🧬 VAMPIRE BIOLOGY & KINK:

Are vampires wired to have certain fetishes or desires? Yes. And not by accident.

🧠 THE NEUROLOGY OF BLOOD & DESIRE:

Vampires aren’t human. But they retain a blueprint of humanity layered over their evolved instincts.

What do we mean by that?

Humans are wired for attachment, pleasure, intimacy.

Vampires are wired for possession, sensation, and survival—but it manifests through hyper-intensified versions of human drives.

So when they feed—especially from a soulbonded doll or partner—it triggers every primal neural pathway all at once:

Bloodlust.

Sexual arousal.

Territorial bonding.

Pain/pleasure overlap.

To them, biting is more than hunger. It’s claiming. It’s worship. It’s a sacred act and a sinful one at once.

So yes, they have fetishes—and they're built-in.

🩸 1. Control & Power Exchange

They live for domination. Not always in a cruel way—but instinctively, they are predators.

Even the softest vampire has a dark need to:

Pin you.

Bite you where you're most vulnerable.

Hear you whimper when they say your name mid-feed.

They’re wired to own. And that turns into kinks like:

Restraints.

Biting during sex.

Breeding kink (especially among Abnormals—it's deeply coded in their biology).

Marking and scenting (they must cover you in themselves to feel safe).

🩸 2. Sensory Obsession

They’re hypersensory. Every sound, every pulse, every taste.

Which means:

They love overstimulation.

Blood play? Erotic.

Edging? They’ll do it for hours.

Temperature play? Yes. Ice and heat on skin they plan to sink their teeth into.

Mirror sex, because they want to watch you come undone.

They don’t just want to fuck you. They want to overwhelm you. Until you're crying, shaking, begging—And then they’ll press a kiss to your temple and call it love.

🩸 3. Emotional Possession

This isn’t just sex. It’s soul-level claiming. Their bond drives them to:

Bite during orgasm.

Bite instead of orgasm.

Feed while you fall apart in their arms.

They crave:

Eye contact.

Whimpers into their mouth.

The taste of love in your blood.

🩸 4. The Urge to Destroy & Rebuild

Oh, anon. You said it best.

“Do they crave to turn you inside out, destroy you, tear you apart, only to put you back together?”

Yes. Because breaking you is a ritual. And putting you back together is proof you’re theirs.

That’s why vampire sex often walks the line of:

Roughness → tenderness.

Pain → healing.

Destruction → worship.

They’ll leave bruises on your thighs… and kiss them like altars afterward. They’ll fuck you until you can’t stand… then carry you to the bath and cradle your head on their chest like you’re divine.

🩸 5. Species-Specific Kinks

Especially in vampire!SKZ:

Abnormals? More extreme. They crave chaos, blood, raw submission. They might want to breed, mark, or scent so intensely it borders on feral. (Chan, Felix, Minho, Hyunjin, Jeongin)

Normals? Still intense—but with more restraint. They’ll tease. Control. Edge. (Changbin, Jisung, Seungmin)

But all of them? Obsessed. With. You. With your taste, your scent, your cries, your body, your soul.

💌 CONCLUSION:

Vampires aren’t just horny. They’re wired to intertwine sex, feeding, emotion, and identity.

And when they love you?

They will turn their kinks into devotion. They will ruin you softly. Then stitch you back together with their tongue. And call it forever.

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Thank you—truly—for this deliciously unhinged, intellectually horny ask.

The way your brain connected kink to instinct to eternal hunger? Iconic. Don’t ever stop sending asks like this.

See you in the shadows, darling 💋🦇

[stvllioner]

Your Scent Is Sweeter | e. kirishima

       Werewolf!Eijiro Kirishima x Virgin![FEM]Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sexual content, one shot, loss of virginity, kirishima likes how you smell, dry humping, hints of jealousy, spit (1), knot inflation, pull out method, mutual pining, friends -> lovers (?), established friendship.

COUNT: 3.4k words [13 mins.]

READ MORE: masterlist + [student masterlist]

A/N: ehhh i dont think i'll ever do this like an animal horny hybrid shit after the last few fics i have queued up. 😭 even if i do i'll def cringe it later probably anyways- ignore my hating… also this is a continuation from a draft over a year ago?? including the next two bakugo fics im going to post and the other dragon!kirishima fic so bare with me. this isnt even that bad LOL. thank you, anon!

How you and Kirishima first met was simple:

Two different hands reached out for the last skewer that sat on the hot grill, both stopping in hesitation at the presence of someone else. You both stopped and looked at each other, an awkward laugh coming from you as an equally shy smile graced his lips. 

“Lady’s first!” He grinned at you, his sharp teeth showing as he blushed softly, stepping back. “Go ahead, I’ll just swing back later.”

“Thank you.” You smiled at him, feeling butterflies in your chest as the cute male allowed you to grab it. 

As much as you wanted to say something else, your brain short-circuited on coming up with anything. Part of you wanted to tease him and say he could take it, but you never pass up on an opportunity for food. Nevertheless, even if it was for a random cute guy. Plus you had spent the last few hours dancing and working up a sweat, you were sure you needed it more than him. As he stood to the side, you were able to pay and take your leave, waving to him as you disappeared into the crowd. One last glance was exchanged with him as you left him at the stand.

Typically, you wouldn't go to many events if it weren't for the festivals or known shows; but this one faithful New Year's festival when you were fresh into adulthood had proven you made the great decision to attend the celebration. Events between humans and werewolves were often rampant during popular holidays, the New Year being one of them. 

There were many people around with many great food booths to compare. It was only a mere coincidence that you two seemed to be craving the same savory treat, kabobs.

After the first time you two had met, you started bumping into him more at cultural events. You hadn’t told anyone that you had met with this boy. At least you were sure he was around your age, young twenties or so, but there was no mistaking he had a few on you though not too much. The more you saw him at these gatherings, the connection between you two grew naturally, and it soon evolved into a friendship. No one knew about this friendship and to your friends he was merely regarded as something akin to a hallway crush. What they didn't know was that you two had been seeing each other for about two years now, doing various things together as a private friendship. It was no surprise the once innocent feelings you had for him slowly turned into a crush each time you two met. Luckily enough for you, today was one of the days when you two could catch up and you were more than ready to see him again. 

You bit your lip as you sat on the cut-down tree stump, one of the many things that made him complain. Something about humans defiling the woods by making modifications that didn’t need to be made. Oftentimes when you met him, he ranted about different things, all things to be exact. Even with his rambling nature, he had other sides to him. You saw him chill, you saw him happy, you’ve seen him angry and you’ve seen him annoyed. But the ‘mood’ he approached you with today was something different. It was… feral. In a way, you couldn’t explain it.

“E-Evening, Kirishima.” You smile up at him as he walks up to you, holding up the basket you brought for him. “I made your favorite, they’re still hot just how you like them!” You open the basket to show him the goodies, scooching over on the big seat to give him room to sit down. He was quiet today, stiff too. You tried not to show your concern as he picked up the bag and sniffed it. It was times like these when you could pay close attention to the way his face looked, admiring the roundness of his cheeks that complimented his sharp jaw. 

Kirishima only grunts as he sits away from you, his quiet and fidgety demeanor worrying you a bit. Your eyes observed his statue that had a light sheen of sweat layering his tanned skin that was visible to the eyes, his brows scrunched angrily. His facial expression was one of heavy frustration even with how much he tried to hide it. Whatever he was trying to find using his snout appeared to not have been found, and he was once again on the hunt to find the source.

Kirishima proceeds to start sniffing again, this time pulling away to smell somewhere else. You couldn’t help but stare as his behavior was odd, flinching a bit when his nose led to sniffing around you. You tried to stay calm as he got closer, shifting awkwardly as you contemplated the right moment to ask about his demeanor. His breathing seemed a bit ragged too, his chest rising and falling as he avoided contact with you, even visually. 

“You’re… in heat.” 

If he couldn’t see the blush on your face you could certainly feel it.

“....what?"

“I can smell it, you’re aroused...” Eijiro responds simply. "And you smell really good."

He was still standing as he towered over you. He rested the basket next to you and didn’t move, his eyes dark with a glint you haven’t seen before. His hand comes up cup your jaw, his palm hot against your skin. You play with your sleeves as you grow flustered, laughing nervously as the thought of being in a lewd situation with the black-haired male starts to run through your head.

“Eijiro…” You start, looking up at him as he makes you look up at him by tilting your head up. You felt as though you were caught stealing from a cookie jar, hands covered in crumbs as you tried to hide the emotions stirring inside you that he could very obviously sense. 

His lips spare you the process of trying to come up with something to say as he presses his mouth against yours. You felt something spark as he did, your hands that were once clenched at your chest held his shoulders, stabilizing yourself when he forces you to lay down on the large tree stump you sat on. You tried to keep up with his kisses, opening up your mouth to let him in, fearing the pain of accidentally poking something if you chose to let your tongue wander in his. You moaned as his tongue poked and prodded in your hot cavern, his hands moving to grip your thighs to spread them apart as he got between them.

You hadn't noticed how big his body was, being so exposed to it so many times in such a friendly setting compared to this one. You daydreamed about this moment but never did you think it would happen so soon. Your heart hammers in your chest upon feeling his lips move so softly against yours, caring even. You could tell that he was the skilled one between you two and his kind way of gentleness showed with his fervent kisses. Unfortunately for him though, you didn't nearly have as much lung capacity as him to continue this unbroken kiss. 

One of your hands on his shoulders taps him as an indicator for a breather, the doting male taking the message. Your labored breaths mix with his as your eyes can't help but be glued to his in desperation. A timid mewl is ripped from your lips when his hands that once respectfully rested on the sides of your hips swoop down to grip the back of your thighs and reach behind you to squeeze your bum. Kirishima growls as the scent of your arousal heightens, his gaze darkening as he prepares himself to fuck you. 

"I-I didn't want to pounce on you like this but you smell so good." Kirishima rambles as his hands start to grope at your clothed skin. You couldn't do anything but just lay there and take it, watching up at him with curious eyes.

His strong and calloused hands trail up your body to grope your chest through your clothes, the heavy weight of his hands bringing a rush of excitement straight to your core. Whilst he fondles you he successfully manages to slide closer to you between your legs, your thighs resting on his as he gets comfortable. You bite your lip feeling his hard length now pressing against your core, a taunting sensation between the layers of clothes that restricts you. While your hands never left his shoulders his hands happily roamed your body. 

From when he was fondling you, he was able to unbutton some of your blouse, the top of your cleavage now exposed to him, and the beautiful light of the moon from atop the sky. You feel tightening in your chest as oxygen starts to run out from kissing for so long, your hands lightly pushing him away. He pulls away with a light growl that marks his excitement. Kirishima hadn't slept with humans often but had to remind himself that he had to be gentle…. at first. 

"Do you want this, Y/N?" Eijiro holds your chin to have you look up at him. You lightly gulp in excitement at the feeling of his rough hands on your jawline, a more than ready nod coming from you. 

"I want to, Eiji." You're not even sure how you managed to maintain eye contact after relaying that. Until now, you had only kissed other people but other than that it never went further. There wasn't much left to ponder about his experience in these activities, though. "Just be gentle, this is my first time, okay?"

He visibly portrays his shock at the revelation with a dropped jaw but quickly recovers by nodding his head in understanding. If anything, this is one of the best news he's heard in a while. Now it wasn't often that Kirishima thought about your sex life. When he did think about you having sex, other partners were never in the equation. Just purely you and him. Though on his part he was assuming your experience—it was just Ludacris to him that no one has gotten that far with you yet considering he could tell the way most of the males around you acted. 

Those festivals where he'd watch you from afar and get a jealous flutter in his chest fell testament to this, later his anger fueling into pure neediness in the comfort of his bedroom. He'd be straight-up lying if he said he wasn't crushing on you hard. You were as sweet as ever, pretty with a physique that suited you nicely, a smile that he fell in love with on the first day, and god you always smelled so good. Even in times when he'd playfully chase you down and you'd try and push him away in embarrassment of odor, it was that exact husk that drew him in closer. The pull that made him want to pin you down and fuck you raw.

Kirishima grips your hand and kisses the back of it as he stares deeply into your eyes. "Of course, anything for you."

You softly sucked in a breath feeling his hot hand slip down to palm your sex, the sensation so very foreign to you. Undoubtedly he could certainly sense the wetness through your clothes, another animalistic growl coming from him. He palms you in preparation for his eventual fucking, skilled hands rubbing at your labia and then playing with your clit. Your body jolts at the pleasure you receive from that certain area, a pained whimper in desperation slipping from your lips as you clawed at him. 

His deft fingers easily rubbed against your clothed core, determined to get you hot and ready for him. His eyes watch down in a predatory gaze as he watches your expressions for any behavior change, his pupils dilating in hunger as he watches your body open more and more for him. Once he's done pawing at you he presses his crouch right against yours, the heat and weight of his confined cock stirring a whimper from within you. You tilt your head back, hands still stuck on him as you pull him closer to your body instinctively. Kirishima wordlessly leans in to press more animalistic kisses to your neck, now utilizing his sharp teeth to nip and bite at your skin. He groans against your sweet skin as you start to grind against him as well, a revelation now settling in that you were impossibly sensitive in all areas of your neck. 

Usually by now, Kirishima would've fucked whoever was underneath him into oblivion already, but he was purposely taking it slower. He needed to tease and punish you for not being his any sooner. To make him wait so long to get between your luscious and squeezable thighs. 

"Eijiro," A louder moan encourages him when he roughly nips at the conjuncture of where your neck and collarbone meet, the sensation sending a hot shiver down your spine. Mixed with the friction of his heavy hips against yours you're shaking under him, eyes prickling with tears as an unfamiliar feeling starts to wash over you. "W-Wait—!" You try to tap his shoulder, the act has him unmoving as he himself already knew what you were experiencing. 

Kirishima leans up to witness the pleasurable experience wash over you, greedily taking in the fact it was him to accomplish it without even having to do anything. In seconds he's gripping your jaw and having you look at him as he places another searing kiss against your lips. You're sloppily meeting him halfway there with no doubt that his tongue has all the right to overpower yours. Your hands are lost in his hair whilst his are impatiently ripping off your clothes ready to take you under the moonlight. 

A line of saliva connects you two when he pulls away, the small connection popping when he licks his lips. Your mouth and skin tasted so sweet, that he'd have to remind himself to eat you out next time, preferably somewhere more romantic and private.

The male on top of you grunts as the cool air of the night hits his now exposed schlong, the naked member twitching at the sensation. It was a reminder that he needed it in somewhere warm and his solution was right in front of him. He groans once the scent of your fresh arousal hits his nose, it now being stronger than ever with your hot cunny in line of sight for him. You were a sight to behold, truly. Skin littered with his bite marks, a light sheen of sweat coating your skin and your pussy dripping in need for him. 

"Do you want it?" Kirishima asks with a growl in his voice. You had just come down from an orgasm and he didn't want to rush you.

"Give it to me, Eiji." 

He doesn't have the balls to play with you anymore and gets straight to it. He presses his bulbous head against your opening, rubbing it up and down your pussy lips as he tries to loosen you up. "Relax."

You bite your bottom lip and try to do as told, eyes glued to his raging hard cock. You hadn't seen a cock before now but you were a hundred percent sure this was the prettiest you have and will ever see. You shiver when he pokes his tip at your clit, the sensitivity from before making you squirm. Your eyes flicker up as you watch him spit on his cock for more lubrication, mixing the substance with your arousal and his precum to make it easier for you to take. 

"I'm going in--fuck." Kirishima breathes out as he inserts his dick into your gummy walls, the squeezing around him has him reeling in pleasure. With no remorse, he grips the back of your thighs and presses them against your body in a mating press, a deep groan rumbling in his chest as your cunt swallows his cock in this position. He tilts his head back as he slowly and surely rocks the rest of his length into your awaiting cunt, the ecstasy he was experiencing had never been felt before. It was almost reminiscent of the first time he had lost his virginity except this felt exponentially better. 

His hands nearly rip your shirt open to show your breasts to him, the restriction of your clothes around your breasts making them perk up for him. He licks his lips as your nipples harden even more at the attention. Your tits bounce with each thrust as he slowly tries to ease himself in, his excitement making it hard for him to stay patient. 

Your breathy moans are the only thing he can hear and focus on, totally zoning out on anything around him. Everything about you felt too good. The way you wrapped around his cock, how your hands gripped at him, the desperation in your voice, and the way that you felt under his hands was intoxicating. Kirishima had been waiting for this for so long and he could finally have it, have you. With patience, he was able to start rocking his hips faster and deeper into your cunt. The lewd noise of your pussy squelching with every thrust encouraged him to do more, to fuck you more passionately. 

His lips were busy marking up your skin not caring about the complaining you might have for later. Earlier when he was eagerly trying to take off your clothes he tried his best not to rip your clothes off but there was no guarantee his (kind) gesture came to fruition. That minuscule dilemma will be something to deal with when you both get there. 

His hand dips down to mindlessly play with your sensitive bean, humming in satisfaction when it elicits a sharper moan from you. You're grinding your hips against his with vigor, body shameless in the pleasure it receives from him. Your eyes could barely focus on anything specific as the male you once considered a friend completely obliterates your cunt. Tears prickle at your eyes as you start to feel an intense sensation that washed over your body not too long ago.

"E-Eiji," You pant out, head lifting lightly from the wood. 

Kirishima's head immediately lifts from your skin and looks up at you, you two millimeters apart from each other's faces. "You close, babe?" 

You nod frantically and wrap your legs around his waist, locking him in closer. He groans at how well you're able to take him, the new position allowing you to take in his cock fully. He softly coos as you try to stick it out, a pained but pleasured expression adorning your features. 

"Cum on my cock, baby."

The buzzing in your system doesn't die down, everywhere in your body feels as though it's on fire. You're engulfed in everything he gives you and refuse to let this moment go. Your body is raging with white-hot arousal as you come undone with the help of a few thrusts and his fondling. You groan happily as he grips your thighs and presses them against your body again, an unfamiliar swelling at the base of his cock forming at the base of his cock and slamming against your pussy with each thrust. You peek down to see the inflation, a bit of worry rushing into your system. 

Kirishima cusses as he lets go of one of your legs and pulls out, his spunk immediately spilling onto your pubic area and pussy, successfully covering you in his load. You whimper at how much there is, some getting on your clothes and the already defiled tree trunk from the spillage. You felt yucky with all the sweat and fluids and felt like it was prime time to go to sleep. 

You shyly make eye contact with him and let out a nervous giggle, happily welcoming an approaching kiss as he leans in to take your lips against his. You two gradually come down from your high, your body now slumped against the flat surface of the massive cut-down tree. 

You two will figure out what you are later. 

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[calcitedraws]

Anon with the messed up tailbone, thanks for answering my question! Good to know my kidnapper knows how to take care of my chronic lower back pain /j/lh.

Honestly, Fen is really interesting to me and I like how you write them as a character. I like that they're gentle, but also something is deeply unsettling about how the chair thing is still really scary for me. Being strapped down and can't do anything, relying solely on a person to help feed you and move you around, while they try to convince you that this is necessary for you. I know you said that Fen doesn't see the MC as a pet or an object, but their actions speaks volumes that the only way he knows how to romance a person is through treating them like a pet. They tie you down and hope that by feeding you, being gentle and patient that it would eventually work out in the end like it did with their first cat. Like how anybody would tame a feral cat they found on the street. To me, personally, it comes off as a little bit condescending even if that wasn't the original intention Fen had. It also tells me that they view humans the same as animals on a subconscious level. Sure, they would never think of the MC as a pet on a conscious level, but they still treat them as one even if they never intend it to be so. It adds depth to Fen. It make me want to break the window and fuck off to the woods far away from them, because no matter how gentle and kind they are, I am not going to stick around a person like that for the rest of my life.

I might be going a lil too deep here (I tend to overanalyse stuff) but that's why I think I like Fen as a character so much. You wrote a really good character. Keep it up!

You! You understand what I'm trying to convey! I was sort of worried Fen would be misinterpreted... I love any an all asks but especially juicy ones!

The horror of being trapped and unable to do anything about it! The innate threat of being helpless to someone who you don't fully understand! The sheer helplessness of having an idea drilled into you while also knowing this person isn't completely sane or safe. Fen would never hurt you but you don't know that. I wove that implicit threat into everything Fen does.

The dichotomy of how Fen treats the player is fascinating to me. On one hand, they openly understand why you don't want to be here and want you to be happy and comfortable. I made sure to portray that Fen doesn't view them as a pet but treats them like a pet, sort of. But Fen fundamentally doesn't understand how to build a bond like that without locking someone up. They don't view you as a pet but rather they're trying to gain a bond the only way they've ever gained a solid bond that lasted; the bond they have to their cats.

Think about it: Fen had their only normal interactions taken away at a relatively important part of their social development, when their mother and siblings left. High school is where you really find your place in the world and instead of doing that, Fen was left isolated. Their father was a good man but he was dealing with the divorce and those feelings, neglecting Fen enough for them to feel they couldn't rely on their only connection.

I specified that Fens attachment style is anxious, they want to be reassured and loved openly. It damaged their ability to be comfortable at arms length, like most friendly connections are. In high school, Fen wasn't a yandere but rather just a very nervous and shy person. Maybe they ruined a few friendships by being too needy too quickly, not having a strong grasp on boundaries.

But Fens psyche was warped from the time they graduated high school until they kidnapped the MC. They slowly became agoraphobic, fearing the outside world and once their dad left (shortly after graduation) they were left alone to cope with these feelings. It doesn't make what Fen did right, but it's merely the process in which they became a yandere. They crave a close connection and they were close to their dad (calling everyday) but after he died they were now completely alone, for years. That sort of isolation warps ones mind.

The point is: you fundamentally understand Fens plan. You eventually can't hate someone who's only kind and gentle to you. They use a sense of being owed, that they only want what's best for you into your mind so you feel too guilty to attack them. Fen wouldn't use this to have sex, ever, because they have some form of moral compass. Fen is sweet and patient and gentle but they're also incredibly manipulative. I showed in the comic I just posted that Fen says incredibly manipulative things like 'you hurt me' and 'I know you love me.'

They're trying to slowly gaslight you into believing that leaving will only cause pain and a life of loneliness. That only they can love you in the way you should be loved.

So, yeah. You read Fen 110% correctly. They're condescending without meaning to be. I'm the same about characters I like, reading far too into them to be normal. I can't call Fen a good person, but they gave mostly good intentions. They don't view themselves as hurting anyone (aside from your lover if you had one prior to kidnapping).

[tw1stedthicket]

Dear Heavenly ADHD gods,

Thank you for your low-grade methamphetamines.

Thank you so much for that hard pill to swallow that maybe I'm not somebody that needed to be quiet.

Thank you for transforming mania into momentum.

Thank you for helping me laugh more, and see that so much anxiety relief is in laughter, and so much of a deep breath comes less from checking over my shoulder every.single.time, and crippling self-doubt. It comes more from having fun and trusting my brain to run, as it always does. It may freeze, it may want to flee, it may want to fix, but I will keep going and be happy in doing so with your guidance by my side. My brain will keep me trekking onward and letting me know what is really up (the sky duh), and know when to sleep, and when to think, and when to do neither - but to be engulfed in a moment.

Thank you for helping me be in the moment and yet unserious. Thank you for asking me whether unserious does not mean dispassionate or uncaring.

Please revere the many offerings I have made of lost art and hobbies, and know that I cared so much. Let their spirits guide me to seek the hobbies I have craved that will spark new life in me, on whichever speck of this earth I may find them. Please let me even resurrect a few I really hoped to love, and do love still.

Please guide me to see in others the connections possible when I trust myself more to surrender to The Feral. Please guide me to see as you do that the people that keep making life worth living for me are the people like me, and holy ADHD gods, forgive my words as I know no other comparison, but I mean sinners like me who are saints in their own. I mean people who are cracked but not broken, people who flinch but protect, people who create in the most sacred of ways, from photography to crochet to musical edits to tiktok skits to poetry, and the hundred million times over love keeps revolving the world and revolving my life like a cool arts and craft macaroni kaleidoscope project made by yours truly, the glowing eel of the human brain.

Thank you for bringing to remembrance the tiny gestures that are important, like bravery in making other people laugh in the hallway, and how focus is letting other things go.

Thank you for making me *feel* things, like I am flesh and blood again. Like I am sadness and I am also happiness, and I live somewhere deeper inside than the incessant engines of nerves and tension, void space of distraction or seconds sweating by of screaming silently, but untethered, and perhaps maybe, unhinged. Let me let the scream out.

Please allow me to continue standing on the solid ground of The Bit, and that insecurity is no reason to take things personally or not be assertive. Instead, there lies in me, a bit of a trickster, that façades my way through the deeply unsatisfying disconnection in the ways life has required us to become boring and bureaucratic. Please help me find the whimsy, and use it in the ways I intend to do good in the ways I am passionate about. Our brains are remarkable at appreciating the silly and whimsy, and thank you for that blessing.

Please help me lower my threshold of interest in accepting what isn't my problem, and niceness and universal likeability is not the benchmark for righteousness. Please help me increase my tolerance every passing day for withstanding misunderstanding, even when that means I no longer place my worth as a person in a category of "smart" that I once believed made me worthy.

Grant me your wisdom to know that I am, and have always been, a smart and deeply intelligent and bright person; but I am also a person that struggles mentally every single day. This struggle is both wings and wax.

Please gravitate me toward others that are smart themselves - not in an education or profession or religion or expert kind of way - but smart in the way to know that intelligence doesn't mean much most of the time if you're simply kind and being yourself; and there's an intelligence in that, too. In knowing when not to be "smart" but how to be kind, and nothing more or less than you, and you who can have fun today, in spite of it all. In knowing how to be "dumb", and "lazy", and "unserious", and not required to live up to other people's ideas of what they want your "potential" to be, or what your "achievement" to be, and all the things I've believed that what is quite possibly now untreated ADHD, made me.

Please allow me to forget unevenly loaded ways of measuring integrity when integrity is more than obedience and people-pleasing and being right. Please, meds, let me displeasure the right people on this planet and have integrity to those who I want to. Please let me uncover more of your truth that I hold myself and everyone else on earth to standards that are useless and impossible sometimes to measure, that endless judging or evaluating is misery at the end of the day, and that vigilance and righteousness never gave me the strength to fight my brain or the heart to be a good person, but perhaps it was the help I had. The hands lifting up the earth beside me that allowed me to be, showed me what to do, how to learn to hold, and to help carry that weight with me. That we are all holding up each other, but we don't do it alone. Perhaps that life is one of those great big rainbow tents in elementary school gym class.

Thank you for showing me meaning in who I do know I can be, the person that matured quickly but is still learning to be a person and reconcile adult me and kid me under the rainbow tent. All of my brain's "giftedness's" existentiality and poetry and meaning, and the blessed and cursed forgetting of it, too. The meaning in grappling pressure, perfectionism, concentration, anxiety, overwhelm, tension, inattentiveness, "too much" and "not enough". As though holding this and being able to breathe while keeping the flame lit in-between endless burning out was Atlas holding up my life, and to accept now that maybe there is an unappreciated art of holding yourself together by letting your hands go a little bit. Letting your will be done, holy ADHD meds. Let thy will be done, in my brain as it is in my soul. Amen.

[apthotiosis]

okay okay baghz thoughts

as someone who followed the cc's pov since the beginning im sad not many people picked up on what she was doing with her character, so i try to explain my Thoughts

out of everyone on the island she's probably the one that craved Family the most. she has a debilitating fear of being trapped and alone, which makes sense given her background - even though she cannot remember it, it still affects her immensely. she seeks out connections like lifelines, and when she finds someone who is kind to her she will go *intense* with her love. her love is loud, boisterous, tinted with violence, against herself (her tendency to self-immolate or drown herself) or against others (her love language is chainsaw :3) because thats what she knows!

she gets clingy too, because she's deathly afraid of being left behind. of not belonging. she already doesnt belong among humans as an artificial hybrid that doesnt even *look* similar to the other hybrids she knows, like jaiden or phil. she's an outlier among outliers. she took Bad and her adoptive brother (cant ignore he existed i guess) and claimed them as hers, as Flock, even though she didnt really know that. again, grew up with no interaction with other avians, so there.

so when the opportunity arose in purgatory, or shared trauma and grief and insanity, she embraced it the most out of everyone. she *loved* purgatory, because it erased all the boundaries she had set herself. because she got to call people siblings, she got to call someone she looked up to "dad", and did not get a weird look for it.

she and cellbit stayed behind because they both didn't value their own lives, or nowhere as much as their loved one's lives. and i think they made each other worse in that way. her especially never really got over purgatory, clinging to Bolas even months after the fact, even when almost everyone (not cellbit tho, and phil is like half and half) moved on from it. cellbit got better, in a way? skater boy, so cool. she really...didnt, though.

her egg was back, the island was back, but it was different. everyone was different. but she was still the same. she was still struggling, so lost, not quite anchored in that new reality. she sees bagi, is thrilled, offers to chainsaw her if she wants, because what's a little killing between friends? pain is fun. dying is fun, she just wants to share it with others. only if they want to tho :D

he built herself a cave to live in because she had come to relish in the dark and stuffy air, safe from the sulfur and burning red sun. she saw phil's nest and so badly wanted to be part of it, part of flock again. and phil bless his oblivious ass failed to really understand what was the issue, and she got rejection sensitivity like crazy.

"guess all that talk about family was just words," as she said after the fact. she was alone again. her brother was dead, jaiden was dead, slime her comedic soulmate and singing partner was nowhere to be found, cellbit was never there when she was, phil didnt want her...

i dont think she ever left purg. not really. the cc did say that if she could retcon smth, she'd have her character stay in egg island, fighting forever until she died. if i had a say in it i'd have her dig a hole back on the main island with all the bolas so they can be feral together, but thats just me.

ive been turning this over for so long ;3; and then she got lost to the days and i have finally rolled back in

anon your baghera thoughts deserve to be heard So much

so wonderfully put . baghera really msde such a freak of a duck who i think , people walked away from other povs like wow ! she has so much energy , shes a bit crazy ! but like , watching the more upsetting (and the bullshit from irl harassment) parts of the election arc . and the moment she found out she was an experiment ? thats the one thing this made me think of , through everything youve said . she grew up in a cage !! a nice one , sure , but it was still a cage ;3; and if she never had solid memories of it and only feelings , and reactions , she has no way to explain to other people why she is Like That

she thrived so much in purgatory ;0; it made going back to (capitalism) an island jarring as Fuck . like i know some people were like lol , character is traumatised - but u are so right . she never left . her ass did not come back

which ! phils oblivious ass , even if he knew (because as far as i know she didnt tell many people ? pls pls correct me if im wrong) , he wouldnt really know what to do . he might have been more gentle and let her stay in the house , or more readily helped her make a spot near him . but no . we just get 'omg baghera !! stop drowning yourself jfc p l e a s e its fine just dont live in my house'

girl (phil).. girl help her..

i love the idea of bagz retconning her character back to purgatory . even the eye cant stop her she is just There , wanting her egg so bad , and mowing people down . but i also adore the idea of a bolas nest ;3; everyone else is getting on with their lives but im sure cellbit would stay with her , and pepito n richas for sure . foosh would be there heaps . especially to get away from the disasters of New Capitalism and also tubbo lmao

((anyway i think her and jaiden should remember things from their past and maybe talk abt it and heal a little , and then also get super fucking pissed at the feds . and kill them with chainsaws mb . yeah))

[tierra-paldeana]

i will be interested to see your expanse upon the semi feral upbringing and how it impacted rika in social as well as intellectual development. will you be referencing any studies on (fully) feral children or reported cases?

// (holy shit anon i am so sorry i typed like a maniac but I HAD TOO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS)

tbh, as much as i talk about my made-up clodsire ecology n stuff, this is a part of rika i'm due on writing on- rika's different from someone like my N for example, since N was raised mostly ferally until he was ~7 years old (although due to the nature of pokemon as well as the fact that it's a fictionalized account, it isn't as tragic as a real life feral child case... for one, this didn't impend his speech, though i have my HCs for why that's the case, but this isn't the blog to discuss it LOL), whereas my rika is more a mixture (hence why i keep using the word semi-feral to refer to her), since she was (poorly) raised by her human parents until she decided on her own to live mostly with the clodsire pond she frequented, rather than growing up with them from birth.

now, when i use semi feral it's because, while yes, she did grow up more socially in connection with wild pokemon, she never really stopped attending elementary school (even when skipping class here and there). she could've just gone and stop attending altogether, but what makes her semi-feral is that she had a taste of human interaction from the beginning and she, even unconsciously, still craved it in some form.

she lived in a contradiction of ''the people who should've cared for me don't and it makes me not want to establish strong human connections with others out of fear of getting hurt and abandoned'' and ''i still have a glimmer of hope within me that someone -human-, someday, will give a shit about me the same way these clodsire and wooper do'' (which is why i describe her childhood and teenage years as 'liminal', a threshold between rejecting and embracing the humane part of herself, which geeta helped her cross).

socially, she's always been about putting up fronts for convenience's or survival's sake (which is, in part, why she has a front during league tests - in that case, it's a conscious decision on her behalf, because she cares about her job and about the league and she wants people to take it seriously, and if she's her usual laid-back haha funni self, they won't).

she's always been cool and laid-back, don't get me wrong. matter of fact, during elementary, the equally rowdy kids in her class admired her, and she never suffered bullying during that time simply cause she was just 'so cool', showing off a very lone wolf 'i don't need anybody' persona while around people that even carried on to her teenage years. she enjoyed the positive attention, but she also only considered people acquaintances, and no one got truly close to her during that time. she was always a little popular because of her looks and the way she carried herself even as a kid and teen, though difference here is that she's much more open to letting people get close to her as an adult.

intellectually, she changed A LOT after she started attending naranjuva. a lot of shit she had to unlearn. a lot of therapy to go through. her more dramatic change definitely was her reckless attitude. as a kid and teen, she'd provoke wild pokemon to challenge them to races, she'd dodge slow pokemon that wanted to bite her, and when she wasn't doing that, she'd protect papá clod's pond from predators which, as efficient as she was, was equally dangerous. she had mad luck cause she never got a single hit landed on her until the espathra incident, and that made her overconfident and reckless and very cocky. (and this ties well with her reaction to knowing that the MC went to area zero - only someone who was equally reckless in the past and learned shit the hard way would have such a strong angry and concerned reaction, imo LOL)

for better or for worse, the trauma of being put in a near-death situation and getting a deep wound on herself for the first time coupled with the fact that geeta saved her REALLY made her consider things. not only the path her life was heading towards, but the fact that for the first time in her life, someone of her own ''species'' gave an actual fuck about her well-being and safety. geeta was the first human person she opened up to and was vulnerable with, which is a huge achievement. and upon following her to naranjuva and joining her, she also helped her unlearn a lot of rude behavior. 'feet off the table, use these serving utensils to eat and not your bare hands, don't throw crumbled up paper at others, don't start physical fights even if it is to protect me, etc etc'

her animalistic behavior is considerably toned down nowadays, and it's not something she shows to people she barely knows at all. but the more relaxed and close she is with someone, the more these little behaviors will start showing, as well as more neurodivergent behaviors of her own. things like growls of delight, mouthing the other person's arm, stimming (using a chewelry toy near them, letting herself show off raptor hands, kneading etc), moving in a more 'feral' way (be it on her fours, laying on the floor, making lil grunts and growls, etc)...

as for your last question, i've read up a lot of real cases on feral children cause i've always found the topic fascinating, and there's one case that really inspired me as a i was working on this - the case of marcos rodríguez pantoja, one of the few documented cases of feral children in spain. years before i made this blog, i watched the spanish film entrelobos, which was based on his case. there's very few similarities between his case and my rika's, but the fact that it happened in spain, the fact that both endured abuse in their childhoods (though in my rika's case it was more neglect than physical/verbal abuse, but hey, still abuse), and that they spent from late childhood to mid-late adolescence living in the wild...

yeah, idk, even when it's not a 1:1 at ALL, it was slightly in the back of my mind as i started to give my rika's backstory shape.

[villain-in-love]

Allow me to bring your attention to Alice Baskerville, one of my favourite Pandora Hearts characters and my adopted little sister!

Just as much as I loved Alice from the beginning of the story, I absolutely hated the treatment she got later in the manga. With all due respect, I will never forgive Jun Mochizuki for deciding to turn Alice from a cunning and cocky badass into a comic relief character, who acted like a little kid and only had food on her mind.

So here are a few things I came up with as headcanons, some of them explaining her behaviour and personality, because Alice deserves it.

Warning! Some major spoilers for the manga.

♠ I headcanon that she’s always hungry and craves meat because she’s supposed to eat humans. Unlike other chains she can go without it and control herself just fine (probably because she’s the Black Rabbit), but it’s still the most suited food for her.

♠ She knows about Abyss much more than any other character (the only one who can compare is her sister) because she spent so much time in there, but she also intuitively understands and connects with it because of how closely she’s tied to it, being born in there, and having The Will of Abyss herself as her twin sister.

♠ She misses Alyss, even if she doesn’t realise it.

♠ She may have lost her memories, but not the effect they had on her. Mentally she’s still not okay due to isolated childhood, living through the tragedy of Sablier and literally sacrificing herself to prevent the world destruction, and later spending hundred years alone in Abyss.

♠ Those are also the reasons she acts so feral at times – she’s not very familiar with society norms. Though even if she was, I doubt that she would use that knowledge often, being certain that it’s her Abyss given right to do whatever the hell she wants.

♠ She’s arrogant, a little self-centred, and tactless. Did I mention poor self-control? I mean, she can hold herself together when and where it would give her benefits, but other than that, she couldn’t care less what others might think about her.

♠ Having lost connection with her twin sister (with whom they literally shared a body at one point), she often feels lonely and doesn’t even know why. Given that her entire current existence is a complicated matter, she struggles with a feeling of unease and wrongness that always creeps somewhere in the back of her mind. She tries her best to find things to keep herself busy, so that she doesn’t have to face it.

♠ Yeah, she’s bad at self-reflection. She doesn’t even want to deal with it.

♠ I assume that she had contracts before Oz and that’s why she acted so confident and knew what to do when they met. But those deals rarely turned out how she wanted them to be – she couldn’t get a chance to roam the human world freely.

♠  She spends most of the time in the human world exploring and pocking her nose everywhere she can.

♠ I headcanon that by the end of the manga she develops rather peculiar and seemingly random set of skills and knowledge.

♠ She has more energy than she knows what to do with.

♠ As we have seen, Alice doesn’t know what love and romance really means, but she vaguely knows what “seduction” is. Aka how to make an impression, appeal to humans, and make them do what you need them to do. She can be very flirty, even if she doesn’t think so and doesn’t have any intentions associated with this behaviour.

♠ When she lived in a tower as a human, she read a lot of books, usually the ones about adventures and heroes. A great part of her vocabulary was borrowed from those old books, which is why she can be so poetically dramatic, but even if it kinda fits when she’s fighting, sometimes she starts acting like that in times when it’s out of place.

♠ She’s still 14 mentally, you can’t blame her for wanting to appear cool.

♠ She eventually did pick up “Holy Knight” to read, purely because not understanding what Oz and Elliot constantly argue about is annoying. And then she joined the debate, throwing around controversial opinions that often left Elliot and Oz pausing in shock, trying to process what they just heard. What’s funny is that sometimes Alice’s commentaries actually made a lot of sense. Too much sense.

♠ While she was stuck in Abyss for 100 years, Alice often got into fights with other chains to entertain herself. She soon realized that she’s much stronger than most of them, and while it did give her some kind of ego bust and satisfaction, she was also disappointed by everything being too easy and thus not giving her enough adrenaline.

♠ Somewhere in the second part of the story she goes through the identity crisis because of gradually getting stripped of the Black Rabbit powers, which started returning to Oz – the original Black Rabbit. With that, Oz slowly became the one to handle most of important fights and dangerous situations, leaving Alice with nothing to do and even slightly upset, because being a powerful chain was a point of pride for her for so long.

♠ With Oz having his own identity crisis in canon, I think it would be nice to have Alice go through the similar thing to parallel it, especially since their identities and their misplacement are closely tied together. It would also allow for better character study and development that canon Alice didn’t get enough.

♠ Алиса – воплощение выражения “всё гениальное – просто”. Пока все остальные ломают головы и сверханализируют, Алиса посмотрит, сплюнет, назовёт всех дебилами и выдаст решение проблемы в двух шагах.*

♠ Just keep in mind that her solutions can often include violence and brute force, so if you’re a pacifist, be ready having to ask someone else.

*I’m can’t currently figure out how to translate it in it's full meaning (the translations i get from from different sites are not good enough), but I want it to be here.

[lovers-labyrinth]

Hi! | just saw ur game and I wanna participate ;)

My first name is Andrea

I dont really know what to ask, ! guess I'll let the cards lead me to what I need to know

Thank u so much in advance

Main Theme: Ten of Wands

There may be a lot of internal or external conflict going on in your life right now. This could come in the form of competition, misunderstandings, or tension either within yourself or with people around you. Your energy feels scattered, it’s almost as if everyone is trying to speak at once or push their own agenda onto you without thinking about what you might want. It’s a call to pause and assess whether this “fight” is worth it, or if there’s a more strategic way to move forward which will make you feel at peace.

Journey Cards: The World Rx, Ace of Swords Rx, Seven of Pentacles, Queen of Swords

Right now, it may feel as if something you worked hard for hasn’t reached full closure. There’s a sense of unfinished business, delays, or feeling trapped in a cycle. What you need to do is re-evaluate what true completion or success looks like for you and to not be discouraged by temporary stagnation.

That being said, clarity is still lacking. You may be struggling to see the truth of a situation or to communicate your thoughts as effectively as you want to. There could be misunderstandings, confusion, or just this weird mental fog that you can’t exactly comprehend. You’re being advised to take a step back before making any big decisions right now.

Despite all of this annoyance, patience is key. You have already put in effort toward something (work, relationship, personal growth), and even if you’re frustrated by slow progress or this mental fog, Seven of Pentacles should reassure you that your investment will pay off in time. It’s a reminder to trust the process and not rush the outcome.

You need to embody everything the Queen of Swords is: wise, discerning, and emotionally balanced. You NEED to cut through the chaos with clarity and your own honesty even if you aren’t receiving it. The Queen advises you to set boundaries, detach from unnecessary drama, and make decisions with your head as well as your heart. Be the balance you are craving right now.

Oracle Advice

Balance

“The idea of a binary is a human concept. We contain both one and another inside our genetic makeup. Balance sits outside of this duality. They follow their vibration, their own story. They can often be positive, revealing the good that sits inside us all. They can also be gloomy as they give in to the dark emotions that lie feral, waiting to attack. Balance sits somewhere in between. They know what it is like to carry both sides. Balance blends the best and the worst presenting us all a new opportunity to experience the whole of creation.”

Meanings: Look for the positive in the negative; temper your emotions.

The Serpent

“At the base of the world tree lives a serpent. He hungers and gnaws incessantly at the roots, seeking sustenance. He does not care that this tree serves a higher purpose nor that the worlds connected to the tree require it to remain stable. Without the tree, the worlds break apart and fade away. The serpent hungers and desires to consume everything and anything that stands in his way. He stays beneath the soil, devouring roots in his path, awaiting the time when he will be released from the tree to reunite with his brethren.”

Meanings: Beware of dishonest people. Stay the course despite the stress.

Luna Moth

“A luna moth lives for only a short time. Within that period, they mate, eat, and then die, only to have their offspring carry on their legacy. Their unique coloring attracts much interest. Their wings appear to glow, and they have circles that look like moons on them. Some cultures associate the luna moth with a symbol of transformation and change. Other cultures suggest the luna moth represents a person's soul as it leaves a dead body. No matter where you place the luna moth's spiritual virtue, it is a stunning specimen of Lepidoptera.”

Meanings: It's time to transform bad habits into good ones; take a healthy break from your obsessions to gain revelations.

All in all, you are in the midst of an incredibly tense phase of your life (Five of Wands + The Serpent), feeling stuck or unsure (The World Rx + Ace of Swords Rx), but the way forward is through finding inner balance, protecting your energy from negative forces, and allowing yourself to transform and evolve. With patience (Seven of Pentacles) and sharp discernment (Queen of Swords), you will break through this and step into the next phase of her journey. Please don’t be afraid! Remember that nothing in life is permanent, this too shall pass.

That’s the end of the reading. It was a long one, but I hope you enjoyed taking the time to go through it just as much as I enjoyed typing it all out. I’d love feedback! Have an incredible day! 🩶

[tanketorskk]

It's implied that you see Seabunny happening before Hari's canon so is Starrynight the same? Or is it while they're teaching? Idk it's so cute to me lol

Just,,

Night patrols together and quick kisses goodnight,, him going up to her room for an ingredient or something,, him inviting her to the dungeon to warm up by the fire in winter,, urgh the breakup when he's headmaster,,,,

You've made me like,, wholesome feral about them teehee thank you

Generally speaking to me they also happen before the whole golden trio era but also,, HARI??? 👀 Yes,, that is how we spell his name on this blog jvnfjbngjbg

But yeah,, I think they get together in their later years,, maybe sixth or seventh because Aurora really wants to "feel normal" and having a relationship is what everyone else is doing. And she's not necessarily deeply in love with Severus before they get together but she's conformable with him and the more time they spend together the more she realises that she actually really appreciates him and enjoys spending time with him because he's like,, the sole person she's experienced so far that she doesn't need to mask for. To me they're like,, this quote

In an ideal world or an au or something I could see them lasting for longer but with everything that happens during the first war they just kinda break apart. Severus is going through everything with Lily, becoming a spy, suddenly working at a school where he has to teach kids not much younger than him (some of which has witnessed the bullying he went through during his own time at school) and all that stuff and Aurora's got her own shit with realising Wilhelm is a Death Eater who's never really cared for her and instead has spent the past many years only being around her because she was one big joke to her (and despite all this he's now dead and she can't confront him about it and she's mourning him in multiple ways) and it's just a lot for them both.

I love the idea of them doing night patrols, stealing quick kisses, and literally everything on that list. Them going up to the Astronomy tower together to "chase away students who aren't supposed to be there" but really they end up sharing a quick kiss and looking at the stars together instead. Urgh how I wish it could be like this. I sadly think Severus isolates himself a tonne when he starts working at Hogwarts and thus when they become colleagues. He refuses human connection, even though part of him wants it and seeing Aurora is honestly just a reminder of what could have been because she would have given him any kind of connection he wanted (she so desperately craves it herself and I think they've got a special connection whether in a platonic or romantic way).

I need to make up some au where they actually get to be happy together cause even tho this was definitely one of those ships that kinda get made as like a,, we need something for a plot sorta thing I do actually kinda love them now and I think they're sweet. All of my ships are so tragic in canon,, like I know that's how it works with canon aus cause all these motherfuckers are sad but ahhhh,, starrynight being a thing just makes it so much worse when you consider that other than maybe Edmund Aurora is the only one from Snape's gang (Severus, Edmund, Bruce, Wilhelm, Igor, Charity and Aurora) that survives and she just has to move on without her friends and ahhhhhhh

I will say I think despite everything Severus deals with and goes through Aurora sees him as someone good. I can't explain it and she'd probably doubt herself because of everything that happened with Wilhelm but she would struggle with seeing him as someone genuinely bad I think

[r-e-s-o-r-s-o-r-c-e-s]

The Sith in the Order of Bane.

The Rule of Two(losely): there would only be two Sith at any given moment, a master to embody power and an apprentice to crave it.

Sources:

My head and memory

Wookieepedia

Google

Darth Vader. The last Sith in the Order of Bane (that I know of), he was formerly Anakin Skywalker and the main or one of the main character(s) in six of the original movies. He is a human from Tatooine(I like to add the head cannon that his middle name is Shmi). Did you know Darth Vadre loosely translates to Dark Father as a reference to him being Lukes father.

[need to get to finishing this part:

Apprentices, he never took any real apprentices because he of course died at the same time as Sidious, spontaneously re-joining the light side- or more like leaving the dark side and killing Sidious even if he died with him.

The inqusitorius.

Starkiller. Also known as Galen Marek, he trained]

Darth Sidious. Hideous- Sidious was originally known as Sheev Palpatine which was a persona he kept for his entire life while being Sidious on the other side of things. He was human- or as human as someone as evil as him could be.

Sidious had many apprentices but the only apprentices of Sidiuous that got the Darth title aside from Vader are:

Darth Tyranus. also known as Dooku, a fallen Jedi and one of the Sith who was neither ‘broken’ or ‘evil’ rather joining it for politics. Darth Tyranus was Sidious’s second appearance with the name of Darth.

Darth Maul. whos original name was the same as Maul Opress, brother to Savage and Feral Opress, Mother Talzin was his mother and she was forced to give him to Sidious for him to train him. Darth Maul was Sidious’s first apprentice with the name of Darth.

Darth Plagueis. Darth Plagueis was born to the name Hego Damask, using it as a persona which eventually became Hego Damask II. His species was Munn.

I couldn’t find any other/failed apprentices of Plagueise so correct me if I’m wrong but I believe he has none. Darth Plagueis was a scientist.

Darth Tenebronus. Darth Tenebronus was a Bith Sith(I call them butt heads if that rings any bells). He had a hobby with starships and designed a few- he was rumoured to have designed the Scimitar which was a Starship used by Darth Maul.

Darth ?

Darth Tenebronus’s master was never named but was rumoured to be a Twi’Lek. They tried to create a virus that only affected Jedi and severed their connection to the force, the project was abandoned. This is the first we hear of the Sith/The Order of Bane since Darth Cognus’s apprentice, but its safe to say that The Order of Bane went on in someway, whether continued in the shadows or written down and eventually found by Tenebronus’s master or someone before them.

And the trail runs cold, and it leaves us with years and years of gaps and all these amazing, legend Sith to fill the gap! They’re all there but they’ve never been added! I’m sure someone will put it together one day. (I’m going to try and get all the legend Sith and put all their birth days and death days together to hopefully get some idea of the masters and apprentices)

Darth Cognus’s apprentice, Darth Cognus took on another apprentice after Darth Millennial, the specifics are unknown and the trail runs cold here, dying and only being brought back at Darth Tenebronus or his Master who is also unspecified,

Darth Cognus. Darth Cognus was a Iktotchi Sith, she was also known as The Huntress. She was originally the apprentice of Darth Bane but before she could formally begin training Darth Zannah(Darth Banes offical apprentice) came to duel Darth Bane for the hypothetical throne, she didn’t take part in the fight but instead pledged herself to whoever won the battle, Darth Zannah won. Darth Cognus was especially powerful when it came to visions and predicting the future.

Failed apprentice:

Darth Millennial. Darth Millennial was a three eyed human mutant, she rejected(and possibly killed him) because he broke The Rule of Two.

Darth Zannah. Darth Zannah was trained to carry on Darth Banes teachings of The Order of Bane/The Rule of Two. Darth Zannah escaped the notice of the Jedi after the war between the Jedi and Sith. Darth Zannah, was human, her birth name, or what they were known as at the time was Rain, born on Somov Rit, she was recruited to the Jedis Army of Light during the Ruusan campaign of the New Sith Wars, she was presumed dead by the Jedi after being separated but was saved by a native called Laa, Laa was killed by Jedi scouts and unintentionally gave into the dark side and killed the Jedi. Her rage attracted Darth Bane who took her as his apprentice, becoming Darth Zannah- Zannah actually being her birth name. She was a killer.

Darth Bane. The first ever Sith in The Order of Bane was- of course Darth Bane, he established The Order of Bane also known as The Rule of Two because Sith kept on killing each other and the Dark Side didn’t connect with its users like the Light Side, each of them making a personal bond with it. The order of Bane solves these problems, the infighting was kept at a low as the apprentice would learn everything form the master, eventually growing more powerful than the master and betraying them, if they killed the master they won and became the knew Lord of the Sith, if they lost- well the master would kill them and get a new apprentice; and there were only two Sith for the dark side to focus on(ignoring the various other religions/people that used the dark side) and it could give them more power than it could give a Sith army(within reason, like as in individuals- a Sith army may be able to beat two powerful Sith). Darth Bane was human, his birth name was Dessel. And he was born in 1026 BBY.

Of course there are more Sith before Darth Bane but this is all I could find in The Order of Bane

[childotkw]

Ahhh! I'm absolutely in love with your Lucemond fic snippets. The idea of Lucerys bonding with the Cannibal over their shared consumption of dragon flesh is just so *chef's kiss*. Also that line about Lucerys thinking about the way Arrax was still looking out for him even in death. My poor heart. I've seen a few people mention Lucerys surviving and bonding with him, but no one talked about how such a thing could come to pass when the dragon has a history of killing any who try to fly him.

A part of me can't help but think about the utterly dark and unhinged potential of their bond. Perhaps there is no real love and gentle affection between them, not like Lucerys' bond with Arrax, but they have a shared experience and an understanding of doing whatever it takes to survive. The Cannibal is always hungry for the flesh of his kin, and he can sense that same sort of hunger in his newly bonded. It resonates between them. It makes the ancient beast want to nuture that hunger, ensure that his feral little rider survives and grows stronger. The old dragon feeds Lucerys' need for revenge, and the human helps feed the beast's rage and cravings for battle and any spoils that he can claim. It creates a really beautiful and terrifying sort of symmetry.

And now for an utterly depraved idea...

Imagine the Cannibal swooping in and fighting an enemy dragon while Lucerys is involved in some skirmish on the ground and ripping off a chunk of flesh. The Blacks win the fight and the dragon lands and presents the lump to its rider like an offering.

Lucerys is quiet as he watches the great dragon lower its massive head and nudge the meat towards him. He can hear the whispers of onlookers calling his bonded a monster and how they should all fear for their lives. Through their bond he can feel Cannibal's quiet encouragement. Here. The flesh of your enemy. Eat. Be strong. With Cannibal's thoughts echoing in his head head, he opens his mouth and commands, "Dracarys."

The dragon's flames errupt forth, scorching the meat in a controlled burst of emerald fire. The gathered crowd watches on in shock and horror as the Prince draws out a knife and slices away a strip of seared meat. The Cannibal throws back his head with a proud roar as the boy accepts and his teeth sink into his gift.

(Tell me Aemond wouldn't go absolutely unhinged and feral over finding out Lucerys ended up eating Arrax in order to survive and may have just eaten a piece of one of the Green's dragons. It'd probably be worse if it was Vhagar that was injured too. Haha.)

I'm frothing at the mouth with this - it's like you're in my head.

When I thought up the whole symbolic cannibalism of Lucerys eating bits of Arrax to survive, I was so giddy. It happens rarely, but some of the things my brain comes up with honestly blow me away. I just immediately sat down and went yes YES this is what I need.

Poor boy is going to Go Through Some Things under my tender care. Just a dash more trauma and survivor guilt to make him extra spicy.

Lucerys will be walking a very fine line for most of this - and god am I excited to dive into his bond with Cannibal.

The unspoken understanding between them, that soul-deep connection, distorted reflections of each other…it'll be so good.

Lucerys' gradual shifts in personality, guided by Cannibal's own - it's like being caught in the tail of a comet. Cannibal is old, he has been around since the dawn of the Targaryen dynasty, and Lucerys is so young, too young to be able to keep himself grounded in the face of such a force of nature. Cannibal's hunger, that insatiable bloodlust - it'll start to bleed through, and Lucerys will be made into something new.

Especially in the beginning, when their bond is so fresh, Lucerys will feel the need to reinforce their connection. But once they've settled into their new dynamic, that will be when it becomes…routine for him. Normal. The disgust and shame mostly doused by the heady rush of power that comes from being a predator.

Once the war begins in earnest, and they are too valuable to leave wallowing on Dragonstone, Lucerys takes to eating his meals with Cannibal. He doesn't always partake in whatever prey Cannibal hauls in - sometimes it's enough for him to simply mime that act; but more often than not he'll return to camp with animal blood staining his mouth and hands.

The men are unnerved, Targaryens have always been…queer to outsiders, but who are they to question a dragon? Who are they to question Lucerys Velaryon, the rider of one of the largest dragons alive, and who is said to be unkillable?

No. They merely avert their eyes from the boy when he returns from visiting his beast, keeping their thoughts to themselves and praying that the day never comes when they are seen as prey.

(And as for Aemond? Well, when he hears the rumours surrounding Lucerys, when he hears how he drenches his pale skin in the blood of his kills, when he hears the way people speak of the boy with hushed fear instead of scorn…he can't help but laugh.

Because Lucerys had always been a violent, hungry little creature.

It's just now that everyone else sees the truth.)

[sitp-recs]

See How They Run by @harryromper

Artwork by inveigler81

Harry/Draco (2021, Mature, 51k)

Harry’s living above the shop in Knockturn Alley, working as a private detective after a failed stint as an Auror, when he gets an invitation from Luna Lovegood to the last place he could have imagined: Malfoy Manor.

Harry’s done a masterful job of keeping the Malfoy he shags occasionally entirely separate in his head from the Malfoy who was raised at the Manor to oppose everything Harry stands for. And Harry maintains that very careful separation by not considering it at all: like a blackness in a dream you fear looking at in case it swallows you whole. But he can feel it there sometimes, even when he’s with Malfoy. The past looming over them.

I’m on an exciting longfic reread streak and it’s been the best low-pressure way to stay active in fandom while taking the edge off after a long work day. I’m finding great comfort in old faves and trying not to plan too much ahead - it goes more or less like “hmm I’m craving a specific trope tonight, I wonder what juicy treats I can find in my bookmarks” and that’s how I ended up going to bed at 2am after indulging another delicious murder mystery by one of my favorite authors (if you haven’t checked all HR’s works you’re missing out, start with Turn From Stone and come scream about it with me!!)

Fuck buddies my beloved! I will die on that hill and this fic captures everything I love about this trope with Drarry, especially when they’re not friends or even colleagues but somehow keep fucking finding each other. Complicated oblivious pining, a confusing mix of want and guilt, lots of denial and feral animosity masking their ache to connect. Here Harry and Draco are quiet, distant and restrained around each other, which is so very different from the usual take on their sneaking around.

They’re in no way less intense about each other but are still haunted by their past and incapable of talking it out and going beyond falling into bed together (repeatedly 🌝). The fast sexual burn + slow emotional burn never gets old and is perfectly executed within the tense murder mystery atmosphere. Sharing a weekend under the same roof and facing a crime investigation together, they’re finally pushed to acknowledge each other and their feelings. Slowly but surely we start getting tiny bits of electrifying sexual tension, sharp and intense and sprinkled with soft moments of tenderness and vulnerability, I can’t express how much I adore this! 🤌🏼

Beyond this delicious Drarry romance, this fic has amazing settings and characterization all around. It’s very cinematic to follow a murder mystery set in Manor Manor - the space feels oppressive and vibrates with tension as this awkward schoolmates reunion brings together complex and secretive characters, each facing their own demons. As those layers are revealed, multiple dynamics are cleverly woven into the main plot making the story captivating from all angles. There’s another complicated side ship I won’t mention for spoiler reasons, there’s Harry & Ron’s fractured friendship after Harry leaves the Aurors to become a private investigator, there’s a brilliant and heartbreaking murderer reveal. All those parallel dynamics give the story a human element that I loved, even if in a dark and devastating way.

As per HR’s usual, this is a brilliant thriller that feels very much like a Poirot adventure; the crime book vibes are immaculate and the story keeps you engaged at all times with a lovely pining Draco, clever twists, A+ foreshadowing and a disturbingly dark edge to remind us of the lasting war horrors and marks of trauma. It feels very original (the hunt ritual is one of my favourite moments and concepts in fic, so well done!) and also true to the HP universe as a realistic post-war scenario. I promise you’ll be hooked from beginning to end, and what better way to start your weekend? Happy readings!

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The Bodyguard (Loki x Female reader) (Au) (18+)

Read chapter 41 here// Series Masterlist

Chapter 42

Summary : You take your relationship further but your happiness may not last for long.

Warning : 18+, Heavy Daddy kink, Smut, Unprotected sex, Praise kink, Violence, Mentions of self harm, murderous thoughts, Mention of Suicide, Rape, abuse, sexual violence, Harsh language, bodyshaming, fatshaming, mention of neglect and abuse, emotional abuse, Unhealthy Eating Patterns, blackmail, starving and under eating, implied smut, mention of drug use, some weird feeding kink I’m (loki is) developing, short chapter

He showed you around the house and you loved his bedroom, it had a small bed in the middle of the room and a window on the left side, there was a closet to the right and everything seemed vintage. You couldn't wait for the night, you showered, cleaned yourself up properly and got into one of his shirts with a pair of underwear, you wished now that you have packed your sexy lingeries when you ran away  

"Hello daddy " You mumbled as he came out after showering, he chuckled in nervousness, this was weird for him, his palms felt clammy and he was so thrilled but also scared of disappointing you tonight. 

"Hello baby" he cupped your cheeks and kissed you softly "Gods you're so beautiful" your cheeks flushed at the compliment, he didn't have to do that, you were already willing to do and be whatever he wanted you to be but you know he did it out of love, he loved you truly. 

"Thank you daddy, so are you, so pretty" you mumbled between the kisses, he did look ethereal, his hair was wet and slicked back and he only had a trouser on, you could see the outline of his cock.

 He was so aroused and so were you. 

 You never had to wait so long before indulging in a physical relationship because that was the only kind of relationship you had shared with men in your past. But with Loki, it somehow became secondary, you didn't want to get it twisted, you craved it immensely, you wanted to touch every naked inch of his skin and have him do the same to you but it wasn't something you prioritized in this relationship. 

Your relationship was built on trust, communication and emotional connection, your heart's got linked together before he even kissed you for the first time. 

"Come back to me sweetheart, you're all lost in your pretty little head and I can't have that tonight now can I? I need you to watch and feel and touch me while I ruin you like I promised to" you moaned as he laid you down on the bed, you looked pretty in his clothes, you always did but tonight he was going to get you out of it, he'd have your naked writhing body underneath him and he was going to cherish every second of it. 

"Daddy you think you're going to ruin me? I don't think of it like that, that's not the word I'd use to describe how your touch makes me feel" he smiled as he pressed a kiss over the corner of your mouth, his hands sneaked under the shirt and you moaned as he cupped your breasts gently 

"How would you describe it, little baby?" You curled one of your arm around his neck while the other one rubbed over his clothed bulge

"Mmm it's a blessing loki, you're a blessing, a true God in human form and I want to worship you all my life" the words riled him up, the thought of you wanting to worship him made him feral.

"Ohh darling, my sweet sweet darling" he got on his knees to admire the view but you instantly pulled him into you to kiss him, you couldn't have gone a single moment where your body wasn't rubbing against him and his breaths weren't fanning over your face. He unbuttoned your- his shirt slowly and the sight of your naked bosom immediately made him want to squish his face in them. He wrapped one of his arm around your waist to lift you up so he could take it off your body, 

"You're divine my love, you have no fucking idea how beautiful you are, do you?" Your face flushed at the praise and eyes teared up. So sweet, he was always so sweet to you. 

"So are you lo, you're the prettiest man I have ever known, and I don't mean just this" you caressed his face and he kissed the back of your fingers 

"I mean this..so pretty" you placed your palm right where his heart was beating so fast and dived down to kiss you again, you couldn't help but hide your face in the crook of his neck as he tugged your underwear down your legs, his lips latched onto your nipples.

In the last few months he had thought about doing this to you a million times, he sucked and nipped like a cat, earning your mewling in his ear. 

As he took your underwear off and sat up, you couldn't help but feel shy, it was new, you have never been shy in bed before you met him. 

He pulled your legs up to your knees and spread them apart so he could soak into the view of your drenched cunt. He took his trousers off his legs, throwing them in the corner of the room and your face heated up even more, you were both all naked, 

"Feeling bashful sweetheart?" He whispered in your ear and you felt his fingers rubbing your lips, the gesture made you moan

"Yess daddy.. you're so good to me" you mumbled softly and he smiled

"Such a pretty pretty cunt you have darling, dripping incessantly..more and more with every little touch of my fingers" you let out a cry as his thumb flicked over your clit.

"Please daddy please I can't wait any longer" you stroked his cock slowly and he was in heaven, pure unadulterated heaven and he wanted to stay there forever, he wanted to live in a world where you two can just continue to touch each other like this forever 

"I know baby..you have been so good for daddy, so patient, just let me savor the taste of you for a moment, can I ?" God did he even have to ask? He scooted down and placed his mouth onto your lips, you felt immensely thankful that you shaved.

Your fingers clutched into his hair and he continued to suck and lick until his face was glistening with your arousal. His hips buckled against the mattress involuntarily and he knew he wouldn't be able to take this anymore, so he got up, wrapped your legs around his waist and lined his cock over your entrance. He looked right into your eyes as you pleaded with him silently, and then you felt him thrust in, slowly, very slowly, inch by inch, he took his time and let out a grunting noise when the base of his cock rubbed against your lips. 

He leaned over you, placing his arms on either side of your head and then you felt his lips on yours, you couldn't think anymore, you could only feel his hard big cock deep inside you, he was touching and brushing against every corner of your walls. 

"You're suffocating me so well love, such a tight little cunt for daddy's cock" the way he could just spill dirty words out of his mouth never failed to make you gasp with contentment. 

"Ohhh God Daddy yess please..yes ..yess" you mumbled incoherently and he couldn't stop looking at your face, the closed eyes and parted lips belonged to the most beautiful woman he was lucky enough to call his. He stayed still for a moment, allowing your pussy to mould around his cock, one of your hand wrapped around his slender waist while the other one curled over his neck, whatever you were going to say to him was died in your throat as he thrusted in and out of you slowly, only sounds of your pleasurable cries were heard after that. 

"Mmm baby ..fuck yess that's my girl..taking my cock so well" he whispered and you could hear the obscene sound of his cock moving in and out of your wet cunt 

"Ohhh daddy, don't stopp..dont pleasee" 

"Not planning to" he sat up on his knees and got between your legs, placing your legs on his shoulders he thrusted in and out of you again. Your eyes rolled back into your head and you grabbed onto the headboard, you just had to clutch onto something.

The sheen of sweat beads formed all over his skin, his hair tousled, lips parted in pure pleasure as he concentrated on slow shallow thrusts of his hips, his eyes stayed linked with yours and if god did exist, you just knew and believed that he'd look like this man right here. 

"Fuck daddy ..I'm so close ..so close..yess please..I'm right there" you mumbled and he couldn't take his eyes off the sexiest woman he had ever laid eyes on, your walls clenched around him and that was his breakdown,

"Cum with me sweetheart, I want you to let go with me, gonna fill your little cunt with my seed babygirl" 

It was like a switch, his words pushed you over the edge immediately and the way your walls tightened around him made him crumble too. The sound of his grunts and your moans clashed with each other, the way you both felt in that moment you knew it was worth the wait because you have never been so satisfied by sex before, never like this, you felt it deep inside you, your soul was fluttering and you wished you could have described or put your feelings for him in better words but you couldn't.

You only snapped out of your thoughts when you felt his lips on yours and then he collapsed right next to you.

His arm wrapped around your waist as he pulled you closer. 

"I love you" he mumbled softly and you turned your head to the side to look at him, 

"I love you lo, I love you so much" you snuggled into his warm body, you have never felt so happy in your life before. 

"I don't know what I'd do without you darling..I'd lose my mind..don't ever leave me" his eyes teared up for unknown reasons so you cupped his cheeks and kissed him softly

"I am not going anywhere.. promise me the same?" He nodded and you couldn't have been happier. 

After a while he got up, chuckling as you whined at the loss of touch, he cleaned himself and came back with a wet rag to gently clean you up, you moaned again as you felt the warm towel against your skin, 

"Thank you" he leaned down to kiss your forehead.

"That was the best sex I have ever had" you mumbled as he cuddled you, it was for him too, because he knew how much you loved him and that he wasn't just an escape for you.

"I feel the same baby" your whole body felt so relaxed but you couldn't stop touching him, your fingers trailed over his chest and you found his cock again, stroking him slowly with your fist, he had arm around you and his lips pressed kisses on your neck.

 You didn't even remember falling asleep that night. 

When you woke up the next morning he wasn't next to you, you heard the noises coming from the kitchen so you got up, showered and put on another one of his shirts to greet him.

"You're the prettiest sight in the morning" your face flushed at the compliment so you walked towards him and hugged him from behind

"Good morning daddy" he turned his head to kiss you and he couldn't stop smiling.  He was so happy. 

Rest of the week went by quickly,  Time with him flew so fast but you knew things couldn't have stayed like that. He had to work for both of you so he met with Nick and found a job at the bakery, he was supposed to handle the marketing department since Hela was already doing his books, while he worked for 8 hours you stayed at home, you didn't want to feel like a burden but you did, you so very did. 

Especially when he came back and seemed tired, you couldn't help but feel awful. Everyday he'd come back with a treat from the bakery, he just wanted to make you happy and you had no idea how to make yourself more useful for him.

The news of your disappearance died down since it's been a month, but you knew they were still looking for you. You found conspiracy videos on YouTube about it and you couldn't help but chuckle at all the theories.

You were making tea for Loki, the first time you made it, it turned out to be too bitter but you kept trying, everyday you somehow managed to fuck it up but you were getting better, 

"Owwwww" you winced as the kettle burned your fingers but you didn't have time to dwell on it because you heard the doorbell ringing. You excitedly made your way to the door and jumped into his arms the moment you saw him 

"I have missed you too baby" he giggled as he closed the door, he could smell the aroma of fresh brewing tea in the air, his heart swelled because you really were trying your best to adjust to this new life, he didn't ask you to do those things, he would take care of you as best as he could but he knew you wouldn't want to just sit around and that's exactly why you wanted to work so he asked Nick if there was something you could do at the bakery, keeping in mind, the skills you had or lack of it and he had a good news for you. 

"I'll go shower and then we can enjoy the delicious tea" he kissed you softly and you crossed your arms 

"Are you making fun of me, mister hotshot?" The nickname made him feel weirdly nostalgic.

"Not at all, I do enjoy your tea" you shook your head in disbelief as he walked towards the bedroom. 

When he came back he sat down on the couch so you handed him the cup and sat on top of him 

Your eyes remained glued to his face as he took the first sip

"What's wrong with it today?" You scrunched your nose and he shook his head 

"Nothing..it's perfect darling " you knew he wasn't lying because the first time you fucked it up he told you that he was proud of you for trying and he'd always tell you the truth so you can improve. He placed the cup aside as he noticed the burn mark on your finger.

"Now what is that babylove?" He questioned as he grabbed your hand in his 

"Sorry I was distracted" 

"That's not good" he placed a soft kiss on the mark and pulled you into a warm embrace. 

"Does it hurt sweetheart?" He whispered in your ears and you wanted to turn all baby like and throw a tantrum but decided against it.

"It doesn't Daddy..just stings a little" 

Loki told you about the job prospect he has for you, and it made you nervous, you never had to work before, well at least not jobs like that. You were supposed to pack the boxes for the cakes, cookies and cupcakes, that's all you had to do, depending on the day the workload would differ but you felt really nervous about it. 

Loki had told you time and again that you didn't have to do this but you didn't want to sit around and do nothing. 

He wanted you to get independent and do your thing but he knew it'd be difficult for you and he feared that you won't be able to handle the pressure of it.

 And he wasn't wrong because just three days later you did run away from home, from him, leaving his heart broken and shattered.

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YOOOOOOO!!!!!

I saw your lucifer virgin HC's and it was AMAZING!!💖💖

I'm wondering if you could do one for the brothers or dateable, if you don't mind of course

P.s. i love u

Virgin HCs with misc characters

MINORS DNI

Hope it's ok but I started to get repetitive so I kept it to the characters I think would "realistically" be virgins (excluding the new three) ps i love you too!! :)

Levi

I hc him as demi so he’s not going to feel sexual feelings for you until there’s a deep emotional connection

Not surprising but he’s insecure

He needs a lot of reassurance that you’re not just doing this to make fun of him later, that you really like him and think he’s hot

VERY receptive to praise

Like you’ll be making out and Levi pulls back to ask if you really want to do this or if it’s a joke, so you start praising him to convince him that, yes you do think he’s hot, and you’re pleased as punch to have him in your lap. You feel him slowly and hesitantly start grinding his hard cocks on your lap, but it seems like he doesn’t even realize how worked up he’s getting. He cums in his pants, untouched, just from humping and your words

He gets SO embarrassed after every sexual thing you two do together, but with each experience he gets more and more confident

He has loads and loads of perverted fantasies to try out but he fully doesn't anticipate how overwhelmed he’ll get, so go slow

Levi’s also nervous about telling you about said fantasies, so do a little figurative “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours” with him by telling him your fantasies.

Speaking of I’ll show you mine if you show me yours, he’s going to feel safer if he sees you naked before you see him naked

He cries before, during, and after having sex together for the first time

He’s just very overwhelmed and happy so don’t worry!

Afterwards he needs cuddles and kisses so he doesn't start to spiral with negative thoughts of himself

Satan

He’s likely the most prepared out of all the virgins

Does EXTENSIVE research

(but some of his "research" is just ero lit lmao)

Because of this he… well he doesn’t lie to you per se, but he neglects to tell you that he’s a virgin for a long time

You just assume he knows what he’s doing because he’s so chill and knowledgeable

But then when you’re about to put your cock in him for the first time he’s like “WaitI’mavirgin!” and you pause to talk because Satan beloved, why didn’t you bring this up sooner!?

Now that you think about it, the handjob he gave you a few weeks ago was kinda lacking… and he’s so messy when he’s kissing… and he came a minute into getting fingered- Oh my god how did you not realize it before

He didn’t tell you because he figured that you knew, and you never asked because he’s thousands and thousands of years old?

He’s kind of embarrassed once he tells you, so kiss him lovingly and tell him that you’ll take care of him

No amount of research could have prepared him for how it feels to have your cock in him for the first time

Just loses his mind, goes absolutely feral as you slowly thrust into him

Cums super fast, but screams (literally screams) if you try to pull out

His first time includes overstimulation and he wouldn’t have had it any other way

Probably pisses himself because he didn't think to go before, and now that he’s lost control of himself he can’t help it. Surprise! New kink for Satan!

Afterwards he’s hyper concerned with how it was for you, if he was good, and if you have notes for how he could be better next time

Beel

He’s the most experienced out of all the virgins

Beel’s gotten really close with a bunch of humans and demons alike, but once he tells them he wants to bottom therein lies the problem

Everyone assumes he’s going to be a big dom top, and when their perception is challenged all of a sudden they “have to go” because they “left their oven on” 🙄

Not you though >:)

You finally give him what he’s been craving for so long

He’s emotional because he's very insecure to be himself- scared that you’ll leave like the so many before you, but then when you call him your “pretty girl” his heart melts and dick throbs

Once you finally reassure him that he’s safe to bottom he doesn’t hold back

It’s so much better than he expected

You’re so sweet to him, praising him ad giving him lots of kisses

When you get balls deep in him he cums

He can’t help it! It felt too good and you were so deep!!

He can’t handle overstim yet so you'll have to pull out, but he’ll do his best at giving you a blowjob

Beel is nothing if not enthusiastic about sucking your dick. He’s pretty good at it, keeping his teeth out of the way, using his tongue, giving each bit of your cock the attention it deserves.

Plus he doesn’t have a gag reflex so go wild go crazy ahhh!

Simeon

Simeon reads ero lit like Satan, but that’s the extent of his knowledge of sexual things

Super excited (read: desperate) to learn!

Probably best to start off with guided or mutual masturbation, because he’s really new to everything and needs to build some stamina

He- like Lucifer, gets so consumed by thoughts of what you two do together

Definitely writes down the fantasies that he has about you and him

Gets super blushy when you call sex fucking

Exclusively calls sex “making love” for a whole month, which is cute but also Simeon babe you’re an adult you can say fuck it’s not going to kill you

He’s so sensitive and easy to get worked up that he cums with the first stroke you give his cock

He gets so dazed afterwards too, pulling you into a messy kiss, sucking on your tongue as he gets hard again

Speaking of kisses, he loves them and he’s so bad at it in the beginning

You might catch him kissing his pillow to practice, but obviously he wants to practice with you the most ;)

When you fuck (or, according to Simeon, make love) for the first time, he’s really tight because of how nervous he is

It’s going to take a while for you to open him up, and he might cum from the fingering alone, but that’s alright because you've been working on his stamina

100% starts crying during it, but like Levi he’s just because he’s happy and overwhelmed

He’s fucked dumb from one thrust, cumming and crying for more

Simeon is totally getting overstimulated his first time even if he doesn’t register that’s what's happening

Absolutely insatiable afterwards

Diavolo

Dia is not new to sexual stuff he’s just never had sex with anyone

Either he was too busy or princely duties prevented him from it, whatever the reason he never got around to it

But he’s got a wide variety of toys that he likes to use on himself, so he thinks he knows what it’s going to be like

He does not know what it’s going to be like

You fuck him for like five minutes but then he’s cumming

He cums fast but has crazy stamina so he’s ready and raring to go within like… minutes

Just keep fucking him through orgasm after orgasm, till he’s drawing up blanks.

He doesn’t understand aftercare at all, and is very surprised and touched when you take care of him afterwards.

It’s only afterwards that you figure out he’s a virgin.

Because he says something along the lines of “wow I never expected a real dick to feel so different” and you're like. Pause.

He’ll apologize about not telling you, but giggle because he thought you could tell from the way his hands fumble as they jerk you off, or from the way he kisses

And you’re like… I just thought that was your enthusiasm

He’s really happy that you were his first, and will brag about it to barb and luci