#lemon interactive

[sourco0kie]

Self Awareness AU - Prologue

You huffed as you placed your controller, playing this game each day has gotten boring, Especially when there’s no to little update to the game. When it does updates it’s only bugs fixes or some features getting removed.

With a disappointed sigh, you closed steam and opened google to watch youtube. You searched the general if there’s any interesting video that would catch your attention. One for your favorite youtuber catches your interest and instantly you click on it.

You groan in displeasure as an ad starts playing, with no other choice you decide to wait for the five seconds for the skip ad button. The ad starts playing and.. It instantly catches your attention. The quality of the game and the voice acting intrigued you. Especially this one character with an ice cream cone for a hat having that magical girl transformation.

You went on deep research about the game, seeing what it will bring to the table. You watch a few videos about the story and it’s interesting enough and well written. You were so hyped when you found out the game is available on PC you went and download it, so you won’t force your phone to die more for the game.

You instantly download it, and once installed you open the app for another download. Typical. You happily waited for it and were super hyped about the intro animation. You played on, already loving the characters, oh how you favor Gingerbrave!

You played everyday, not missing a single day! Heck you even began trying to draw in the unique artstyle, even as you never draw in your entire life. Each time you gacha, you prayed on getting either an ancient or a beast. And either would be good for your team. As of current you favor Strawberry Crepe Cookie for their amazing defense and skill.

On a particular day as you log in, everything feels.. Different. The front loading screen felt odd. You brush it off and log in the game, doing your missions and creating stuff you need for the laboratory research. One of the cookies, Affogato Cookie, has a speech bubble. You clicked on it expecting the usual repeating dialogue but this time it’s different. “My, My you look quite lovely.”

Ok. A bit creepy but okay.. Maybe that’s just a new dialogue the game added? But there’s no small update requirement from the game, odd. You paid no mind to it as it’s a regular occurrence. Sometimes the cookies would have a self awareness dialogue.

You continued on playing the game with no more weird occurrences, just the normal game. You speed run through the cryspia story already passing the hollyberry kingdom. You kept on losing in the dark choco chapter so you decide to just gather up your power first before continuing.

The sound of your alarm snapped you out of your game run. Glancing at the time you realized it’s already time for one of your online classes. You closed the game, going to your kingdom one last time just to be met by Gingerbrave saying; “Pure Vanilla Cookie would love to know how radiant you are!”

You paused, staring at the screen with a shiver under your skin. You brush it off and log out the game to open your class in session group. For 30 minutes you listen to the professor explain about today’s lesson. Suddenly the sound of your phone notification caught your attention, you were about to pick up before it started to shake.

You gasped, watching as a blue hand reached out from your phone. “What-”

“TA-DA! The star of the show has arrived!~”

The hand clenched the edge of the table, using it to leverage the infamous of a Diva jester pulled himself out. “Wooow.. quite a lovely place of living you got here, need a little more blue for color though. But you won't be needing to change things since you're coming with me.”

You stare with your mouth gape open. Meeting with a powerful jester was NOT on your list today.

“What? Cat got your tongue? Ooh don’t be afraid dear, I don’t bite, unless..”

“NOPE-” You grabbed the nearest item which was your notebook and threw it at him, he barely dodged it. He frowned before smirking again as he tilted his head with his hands clasped together, placing his cheek against the back of his hand.

“Adorable attempt, dear. But you gotta do more than tha-”

A pen smacked square on his face, He stares at you, unphased “That..” he continued. “Your humble knight has arrived to bring you home!~”

“Home!?” The jester laughed, “don't fret, I don't bite.. too hard!” He grabbed your shirt and yanked you towards your phone.

Everything was.. black, no light as you stared at the abyss before a sudden flash of colors blinded you. The birds chirp to one another as they fly above you. The light from the sun blinded your vision a bit before you adjusted. You glance around, noticing your surroundings.. are odd.

Everything smells so sweet. Too sweet for your liking.

The sounds of leaves rustling snapped you out of your daze, your attention instantly went towards the bushes. Looking around, spotting one that's moving.

Stepping a bit back away from the bushes you stayed quite, not daring to make noise and startled the.. whatever it was in the bush and attacked you. Carefully you picked up a nearby stick as a weapon, if it would do anything.

Something pounces out the bushes scaring you as you leap back and fall on your back. It barks as it approaches you and sniffs the air. You opened your eyes seeing it was just a cake hound.

Wait.. Cake hound!?

[sourle]

Hi, this is my first time requesting but, can i please ask for a the reader finally getting payback as the killer because the spectre helped them with a deal and brutually kills some others (please they deserve a villian arc for all of the mistreatment, i keep crying bruh)

Reverse

Oops! I did it again

WARNINGS: Gore, blood, etc.

Note: finally i got a straight idea what to do with the request

The soft thumping of your heart is all you can listen to now. The slow beating against your rip in a rhythm it sung on its own.

The glowing color of your heart shuns your surroundings. Tinting the area with the bright color, a light within the darkness.

It makes it easier for you to be spotted.

You stare up at the starless sky, at the mist. It speaks, its voice unclear but it reeks of darkness.

It whispered, granting you a power. Granting you something similar to what you've got when you weren't forsaken.

The power you promise to never use ever again.

But it seems the promise won't mean anything as you opened the panel, staring at the starting button. And clicking it.

The humming of the night wind of the map filled the silence as you ran around, trying to find someone. Anyone. Your steps are loud like a giant stomp. You flinched once in a while involuntarily from the glitch seeping from the cracks of your flesh.

For three minutes you found no one. Not a single life in sight. You groaned in frustration, opening the panel once more to reveal the others location.

Then you saw it, a glowing silhouette crouching next to a generator. You approached, ever so careful to not alert anyone near your presence. Then you saw him. Builderman.

Thinking on the name itself makes your stomach churn in hatred, you hate the feelings. And you hate seeing him more. You walk around the corner of the white wall, striking at him with your weapon.

He gasped, not expecting your presence at all. He wasted no time idling in place and started running. You let out a small laugh, taking fun in the chase he's giving.

SKRR— TUMB

You snarl, covering your eyes as the turrets shoot at you. Slowing you down rendering for you to lose Builderman. Using your weapon you destroyed the turret in one hit from frustration.

You glance at the last path Builderman runs to and follow. Turning your head in each direction to try and spot him, and spot him you did. He's kneeling behind a wall, breathless and exhausted.

You sneak, approaching in slow calculated steps. Avoiding to make any sounds.

CRUNCH—

Builderman spits out the blood running up his throat, he glances down at his throbbing chest and sees a hand penetrating through. His heart in the grasp.

You pulled your hand back with a satisfying squelch of the torn flesh, watching as Builderman's body dropped down on the ground. Bleeding out blood.

You got up and threw the beating heart that's slowly losing its rhythm. You approached his body and took in a satisfying relish before letting out a sob.

What are you doing?

You sniffles, biting your bottom lips. No time to cry, it needs more victims. You need to make it proud. Everyone proud.

You trudge through the random walls, placed in the middle of the map. You stumbled upon one of Taph's traps and hesitantly broke it. Before continuing your search.

One by one you found them.

You watch as Elliot choked on his own blood after you slit his throat from behind before ripping out his heart.

You observed Chance's shaky smile as you plummeted your hands straight into his chest and crushed his heart.

You softly smile as Taph flails around under you, watching you raise your sword above your head and stab it through his heart.

You cornered Noob, seeing them shivers from fear. They feared you. And you can't help but smile. Haven't they always feared you? No matter.

The round ended. You rolled your shoulders, taking all the events from the match in.

Are you really satisfied by it all?

Do you want this?

You want to change, yet why did you do it?

You snapped away from your thoughts as someone nudged you. It's c00lkid. "Can we play chase now?"

You blinked before nodding with a soft smile. You need this small normal break.

[illusions11]

What the actual fuck

Never thought I’d see the day where a tumbler post would actually make me sick to the stomach, TRANS DISABLED? WHAT THE FUCK. D.I.D isn’t something you want nor can you just give yourself it, this is literally sickening to see people harm themselves like this as well. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DONT MAKE YOURSELF DO THIS SHIT, you won’t end up with D.I.D but it’s one fast way to hurt yourself and throw yourself into danger.

[narrators-journal]

Tsukasa x virgin!Reader headcanons

I will be honest with ya’ll. I am not a Tsukasa girlie. My boyfriend adores him, but I’m kinda meh about the man. That being said, I hope this is fun, and satisfies your request! Sorry that it’s not a full on scenario, but I hope they spark your own creativity at least? Or are at least fun to read.

Funfact, I imagine that Tsukasa’s a big ol’ virgin lmao. Mostly because while his popularity surely made him a favorite of the women or men in his fanbase, he strikes me as pretty goal-focused. No time for romance and sex when you’re fighting to pay your sister’s medical bills.

So, him with a fellow virgin would...be a bit awkward.

He doesn’t know what to do right off the bat, he doesn’t have a well of social skills to fall back on, and if you also don’t have those, it’s gonna be a bit of a mess.

Male or female, that doesn’t matter. Two virgins having their first time is bound to be kinda awkward.

That being said, it’d still be a romantic attempt.

Tsukasa might not know exactly how to make a sexual encounter totally satisfying and hot, but he can do his best.

Candles, chocolates, consent at every step, whatever foreplay he could do, he’d try it all.

He’d sure to be slow and careful as well, especially since he’s as strong as he is, and most people just...aren’t to that level.

So, he’s very gentle, slow, and measured in his first time. Especially for the sake of his lover.

In general, Tsukasa would be a very loving, romantic partner with a virgin. Both to make sure that he doesn’t accidentally hurt or scare them, but also to try and ease himself into something he’s not familiar with.

That goes for even if he’s not a virgin when he has a lover who is.

Virgin or not, Tsukasa’s a conscientious lover. He’s still very, very strong compared to the average person, so he’s very mindful of that fact.

So, romance is a given with him.

[radqweer]

strawberry lemon swirl ice cream !!

when one presents in a sweet/kind/friendly manner while wearing pink & yellow colors

[devouringdevoutly]

Banal [G!P]

Summary: If Jesus had already died for her sins, would it be truly wrong for her to indulge in them?

Note: I'm just a lesbian with a breeding kink with raging catholic guilt. Also, this has been rotting in my drafts since March of last year and I just wanted to finally publish it. Probably the wrong time to post since the pope just died. Again, this is a work of fiction and does not reflect real life situations and relationships. Originally posted on ao3. CW: Smut, Church Sex, Demon Sex, Religious Guilt, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Futanari, G!P/Girl Penis, Vaginal Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Lemon. Pairing: Audrey/Bada Language: English Words: 2,491

There was a part of her that wanted to consume her whole.

Like the body of Christ placed against her tongue except, it was hot, heavy, slicked, and pulsing. She was a god walking amongst mortals, a once in a lifetime experience for a mere peasant like her, she was so blessed. Felt so blessed she might just light everything aflame and leave her religion behind, build a place of worship on her bed and in between her pale milky legs that would have a trail of red marks from her ever tight grip. Please her in every way she can, have her writhing and moaning out of pleasure with every touch and kiss that lingered against her marble like body. 

Her whole devotion to a quiescent god was immediately thrown out of the window, the moment the younger woman stood tall despite her shorter stature and beaming with unspoken confidence in front of the church that shamed her time and time again, even if she wasn't of any attendance in the first place. They shamed her for they envied her. After all, why would a woman that was beguiling beyond words, a beauty that rivaled the gods from the lows and beyond what they knew would donate such a handsome amount to their church? She was of no title, no family, no known relatives in the land she currently stood upon. In short, she was a nomad. Worse, she did not attend church at all till recently, so what was her reason? Did she plan to covet something or someone rather? What would she gain from a flimsy church that Bada devoted her youth for? 

The young woman—called Miss Lane by the residents, was dressed rather provocatively for a place like church but who's to say that she was actually inappropriately clothed? Even God did not judge and pick those who wanted to be claimed as his children and enter the gates of heaven once they pass. All eyes turned on her with every step she took with her striking red heels softly clacking against the carpeted aisle. She walked right into the aisle and took a dip as elegant as a swan before heading to one of the pews. 

The mass was starting soon and everyone was sitting at their usual places. Bada would serve along with the nuns but she wasn't one herself, she had offered herself to the convent time and time again but was refused every single time with reason being that she was too young and that her mind would change someday. Bada wanted to laugh at them in disbelief, she's already been adopted by the church. Was there anything left to prove to them? Nonetheless she respected their judgement and rejection. All the while she left feeling defeated, wanting to prove to the elders that she was more than ready to offer herself to God and the church.

She soon ate her own words, her devotion being tested as the young woman she was ushering perfidiously gazed at her. The young maiden eyed her from head to toe, not breaking eye contact as she offered a hundred dollar bill into the makeshift cloth basket Bada was handing out. She couldn't help but feel like she was a fille de joie perilously parading herself in the streets, trying to attract the attention of anyone who was interested enough to pay her for her time. Her body felt warm out of embarrassment at the thought, she was a woman and child of God and it was wrong to think of herself that way. She was raised by him though from afar but not letting her stray away from the righteous paths to his kingdom.

Her eyes widened as she finally realized how much the maiden had offered her, the rumors were true. The woman in front of her was made of wealth, she wonders if it was to make a good impression to the town she has arrived in but it doesn't seem like it, with how she was dressed and how she carried herself. One could only wonder what her real intentions were.

Weeks had passed since then and Audrey did not fail to attend mass every Sunday, always offering a huge sum of money whenever Bada was the assigned usher to her. Seems like the church has caught up to it and was using it to their advantage, not hesitating to sell one of their own as long as money came in. 

And with every offering, Audrey's tender hands would get closer to hers. A wide array of confusing feelings bloomed within her and the chaos of it kept her up at night, with her remembering the slightest grazes of their skin and the cheshire-like smile Audrey would give her every time. She wonders if it was intentional or was it simply a kind gesture for she was serving her right in front of the eyes of the Lord? Audrey gave her the attention she so desperately craved for, one that she helplessly and tirelessly tried to look for within the walls of Christianity. 

Audrey's hands were soft, unbelievably soft and smooth like they were made out of pillows but also ivory. Bada felt embarrassed as she compared it to hers, her fingers were long, daunt, jagged, and dry after years of menial work and physical labor. Audrey's fingers were quite long as well but not as long as hers… she wonders how it would feel intertwined against her own. Was it sinful to think of doing such an act with a fellow woman? It didn't mean anything immoral if she only meant friendship, right? 

Right. 

Audrey's eyes were captivating on their own, they were big, brown, and doe like but it was filled with such ferocity at times that she couldn't help but wonder just what was going on within the younger woman's pretty little head. Does she also think of Bada when sleep doesn't befall her? Does she also seek company from the Church? Just what did the young woman want for her to come back from time and time again? 

Yet here she was finding herself staring at the younger woman's legs, what a shameful act it is for a fellow woman like her especially during a Sunday mass. But… she couldn't help it as Audrey wore a pair of black stilettos and a black gingham summer dress, the red bottom of her heels as red and glossy as her lips the last time they had met. Bada gulps at the thought of what had happened the last time they had… talked. 

Audrey's skirt was lifted and her bare ass was pressed against the floral metal grills of Bada's bedroom windows, the sunlight creating a halo effect against her back. All the while Bada's mouth was stuck to hers as her long inexperienced fingers gently roamed her soaking cunt. Audrey was never the type to give herself away so easily but there was something about the woman's puppy-like demeanor that wanted her in every sense. Audrey's breath hitches as the older woman got down on her knees to lap her up, every motion almost implying how hungry she was for her and Audrey took that as an invitation to push the older woman's head further to her in between. God bless Bada's stupendously big nose for being perfectly aligned with her sensitive clit.

It didn't take a while for Audrey to moan loudly as she reached her high. Bada's chin was wet with her cum and some sick part of Audrey wanted to take advantage of it. Her left hand lingered on Bada's cheek while she lifted her chin with her right hand, the woman looking up at her still kneeling and begging for her attention like a dog.

"Stand up." Audrey demands somehow softly and Bada doesn't question one bit. She then fervently pulled Bada into an enthralling kiss once the older woman finally stood up from her earlier position. Bada groans out of pleasure with how harsh the younger woman was being. Audrey swears she could taste herself undiluted with Bada's tongue playing with hers. 

It was lewd, disgusting, impudent… but who cares? Truly? Not the father that had vanished from her estranged mother's life. Not the said mother that abandoned her in front of the Church's doors, almost leaving her infant self to die from the cold that night. Not even the Church—the only family of Bada that she held in essence, the one that basically sold the pious woman to Audrey for large donations. 

And surely not the God that had left her astray in Audrey's arms. 

If God had truly cared for her then he would not have left her downtrodden for most of her life. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, that the God she was once so sure of serving… has always turned a blind on her. Maybe she could have Audrey all to herself in this way without the fear of being struck by his lightning of judgment and anger. After all, Bada was just one of the hundred lambs that were being shepherded around and frolicked in his open field. She too was sure that in time, she'll be lost and found.

The older girl was snapped out of her thoughts as she could hear Audrey slightly giggle in her seat. She had caught Bada staring at her and she could only blush out of embarrassment before turning her attention back to her chore. The young woman only smiled at her teasingly, her cheeks high and summer kissed making her look like a doll. 

Audrey felt victorious in some way. 

She had a believer of God kneeling down for her, asking for her presence, and begging to spare her any form of her attention. She had Bada's purity blackened just by her presence. She had started to rot the older woman from the inside just as she intended right from the start. 

The devil came to town and came knocking right against Bada's closed doors.

Weeks passed and it had escalated quite quickly. With Bada finally having the courage to have proper intercourse with the younger woman. Or so they say she was. She chose to believe that Audrey wasn't, for her own sanity. Only an ungodly being would be capable of unleashing her inner demons within the prying eyes of the Church.

Perhaps it was too harsh for Bada to judge Audrey for what she was. It could be possible that she was human too… but she could see the divine within Audrey's parted legs, her cunt puffy, throbbing, and inexplicably wet—asking, no. Begging to be fucked by Bada's angry red cock.

The first time Bada had put it in the younger woman, she felt as if she was home. It was a funny thing to say, as her cock was enclosed within a cave of an eagerly pulsing wet muscle. But it truly did feel like she had found salvation within Audrey and her sickeningly sweet kisses.

Bada couldn't help but thrust further and deeper into her. Audrey's arms and legs wrapped around her impressively built back, her nails digging into her skin and leaving bloody crescent shaped wounds. Everytime she had been inside the younger girl felt like a black hole trying to suck her in with no plans of letting her go. Not that Bada ever planned on escaping anyway. She wanted to be consumed whole by Audrey and only her.

They both reached their highs and came. Raw. Always. Filling Audrey's womb with so much cum that the younger woman could only whimper as it leaked out of her already sopping wet cunt, clenching and unclenching onto nothing—desperately holding onto every drop. It had always put a sick smile on Bada's face as she watched Audrey beneath her. Sadistic tendencies rose within her head as she watched Audrey writhe in her arms. Was this the same perverted pleasure God felt for when he had to punish his own creation?

As Audrey melted into her arms, Bada always made sure to bury her nose in every bit of Audrey's skin within her reach, getting a whiff of her lovely lavender scent, and placing chaste kisses against her nape, collarbone, and even arms. There was no need for words as Audrey already knew of her silent devotion. Bada knew that she was letting greed get to her as she practically begged on her knees like a kicked puppy asking her owner for milk. And she eagerly fucked the smaller girl as if she no longer cared if she had sinned again and again.

It was no surprise that Audrey had started showing signs.

It was the seed of Bada's lust finally taking fruit in a soil that was never meant to be sodden with in the first place.

She had taken Audrey on almost every surface of the Church she had once placed her devotion in. Instead of the holy one, Bada had prayed to another altar; a biological one, one that was not explicitly written in the holy scriptures before her and left her starving for more every time they were done. But mighty is the sword that penetrates the devil's daughter. 

From the sweat that ran down Audrey's back down to her buttocks and thighs as they salaciously fucked on the creaking wooden floor of Bada's humble bedroom. Or when they would get too frisky as Audrey lingered after Church hours, mischief in her eyes as she waltzed down the space as Bada cleaned. And it almost always ending up with Bada fucking Audrey with her fingers right against the Church’s columns, the same one that holds the stoup of agua sancta.

No one had really batted an eye nor question her relationship with Audrey. They just let her be. It truly did make Bada wonder if anyone aside from her beloved, had grown to care for her or even just her wellbeing as a child of the Church. But the answer was clear. It was only herself who had locked her true desires in her own prison of righteousness. If Jesus had already died for her sins, would it be truly wrong for her to indulge in them? To enjoy the delights of life and to live free, to love whom her heart screamed out for? Was it truly wrong to fuck the sopping tight cunt of the devil's daughter? The same being that God had brought forth into this world with the expectation that His children will not stray away from his arms. That they will do good and be good. That they will not lean into the arms of temptation.

But only time will tell.

As Bada had already made her choice. She chose what her heart yearned for… acceptance and belonging.

And it was only within Audrey's embrace that she had finally revelled what she was. 

A sinner.

[sleepy-harper]

2009 strawberry shortcake dni banners

f2u, creds & reblogs r appreciated!!

[lemonynuggets]

Unstoppable force (wanting to interact with sourcemates bc I miss them) vs immovable object (scared)

[illusions11]

Rating different things a system calls their headmates

My alters- 5/10 personally I’m not a big fan of it but it works

Silly guys- 8/10 must of us collectively are male and we are all somewhat weird so it works!

Headmates 10/10 I like useing this one the must

My parts - 0/10 WITHOUT CONTEXT IT IS SO BAD.

Peanut gallery - 8/10 honesty pretty funny

The voices - 2/10 if you wanna get weird looks then go for it 👍

Backseat drivers - 9/10 funny and relatable, the perfect mix

Background tabs/j- I’m lagging somehow and WHOEVER KEEPS SINGING I WILL PUNT YOU.

The council - 10/10 gotta love being mysterious/silly

Anyways I ran out of things to put, as always endos dni

[ozclxwn]

He DEFINITELY gets invited to honey lemons sticker parties

[billk4ulitzsecretlvr]

•°. ☆Quickie ☆.°•

During an awards ceremony, the boys get a bit frisky in the bathroom.. maybe it's paranoia, maybe it's a reasonable fear considering the sheer amount of people. Bill gets a bit freaked out someone might walk in, which could potentially ruin the band.

A/N : This fic involves . . Male x male , thigh riding , no hard kinks . Fear of being caught . A bit of spit , tongue . A bit rough . I tried my best to write this one all in one sitting so it might be better than the last . Enjoy ! ( Or don't .) * Not proofread

If you don't like it . Scroll ! I won't respond to hate because it isn't my fault you stuck around .! <3

Btw . These are the looks I'm specifically using in this fic .

Bill had snuck off to the bathroom shortly in the middle of the ceremony, which lead Tom to curiously follow. It was a normal public restroom, nothing different from a Walmart.. except it was definitely cleaner than most.

The boy had snuck off for a reason, he was getting a bit bored and also overwhelmed at the sheer amount of noise and just.. everything going on. They'd been through it a hundred times before, he was starting to lose interest in these sorts of events. The only reason Bill stuck around was most likely for the alcohol, the after-party. It was always his favorite.

"What happened, you don't wanna be here anymore?" Tom asked, slamming the bathroom door open after Bill.

It made Bill jump, turning around to see his twin right behind him. He accidentally backed too close to the wall before Tom pinned him against it.

"It's just not fun anymore." Bill mumbled, feeling Tom grab his chin to direct their eyes together.

"Not fun anymore?" He asked, lowering his head to nip Bill's neck. The boy put his hands on Tom's hat and used his body language to suggest maybe a, "not here".

"Why isn't it fun anymore, Bill?" He whispered. Bill just pushed Tom's head slightly away from his neck.

"Tom, stop. Someone is gonna walk in.. also, you can't be marking me up. We still have a couple hours left of this thing." Bill hissed, putting some distance between the two.

"You're a sucker," Tom chuckled. But there was an edge to his tone, something hungry for more.. and Bill looked awful needy against the wall.

Bill fidgeted softly with his hands, that puppy eyed look as he averted his gaze to meet Tom's again.

"Just don't leave hickeys.." Bill mumbled.

Tom took that as the okay to continue, kissing Bills neck with so much passion, you'd think it was a real person reciprocating. Bill couldn't help but find it a bit ticklish, arching his back only slightly and biting back a smile. He sighed, keeping his hand on the back of Tom's neck. He made quiet noises as Tom worked on the parts of his neck, under where his long-ish hair lay.

Tom had to shuffle through necklaces and chokers to be able to work on a spot that wouldn't be seen but it felt worth it. He kept Bill pinned against the tile wall with a bit of force, Bill just consistently nervous about someone, anyone, walking in and raising a suspicion about what the twins were doing.

"Tom," he hissed, patting the man's arm, "Tom, I hear someone."

The man didn't let up, biting a tad harder which caused Bill to whimper momentarily.

"We'll go back out in a bit.." Tom reassured. He groped Bill's waist under the cropped blazer, rubbing his thumb over the shirt as he shoved his knee between Bills legs.

Bill winced, not that it hurt but the sudden pressure hit him immediately. He folded, leaning his head on Tom's shoulder as he lazily laid his hands on toms waist, feeling the man's tongue under his ear.

"Tom.." he mumbled, sitting back up to the best of his abilities. He leaned his head back against the wall, looking down at Tom.

The younger twin felt as the older twin kneed him a bit in his groin region, gentle enough for it to feel good. He bit his lower lip as he felt it happening, Bill felt himself getting a bit more aroused with every movement. Maybe that's just what he needed, to get off.

Tom chuckled as he noticed the affect he had on his brother, biting his lower lip and toying with the lip ring as he watched Bill's pouty expression.

"Loosen up, jeez." Tom snickered, cupping Bills cheek as he kissed the boy.

They made out for a little bit, obviously with tongue. Bill always preferred french kissing over much other. He loved feeling the other persons passion withheld in a muscle in their mouth, he also just loved how Tom always seemed to focus on his tongue ring.

He felt as they flattened their tongues together for a split second, before twisting them around and nipping at each other's soft lips. It was all that much more hot to Bill when Tom let them make out like this.

He felt as Toms hands rested on his waist, under where the small blazer ended at his flank. Bill looped his arms around Toms neck, feeling as the man pressured his knee further between Bill's thighs.

It was only shortly before Tom took notice of Bills grinding on his leg, feeling the way Bill's dainty body softly rolled against his thigh. God, it almost made Tom want to bend Bill over the bathroom sink.. but he knew they couldn't go that far here, not that Bill would ever allow it anyhow, being much too scared to ruin his appearance in public.

Bill jumped slightly when he heard the sound of a door opening.. but alas, it was the bathroom across from the men's that was being invaded.

Bill parted their lips, looking up at Tom with a worried expression.

"What if someone walks in?.." he asked quietly.

Tom squeezed his waist reassuringly, "Maybe.. but it'll be alright, okay?.. just.. act like you're like crying or something." Tom chuckled, causing Bill to giggle too.

Bill returned to his movements, his hips gently and subtly rolling on toms thigh just enough to cause perfect friction. Tom bit his lip, looking down as the boy gripped Tom's baggy shirt with desperation. He bounced his knee slightly, giving Bill a better chance at something pleasurable. He wasn't sure how comfortable humping was when you were a dude, but Bill had done it plenty of times.. and came each time, so it had to have been manageable for Bill at least.

Tom held Bills hips, feeling himself even begin to get excited as he soaked up Bill's arousal.. but he reminded himself that this was for his brother, not him.

Bill made quiet whimpering noises as he moved, burying his head into toms shoulder while he grinded against the man.

"Does that feel good, baby?.." Tom asked, kissing the top of Bills head as he heard the quiet moans.

"Mhm.." he mewled, feeling Tom bouncing him slightly.

Bills baggy camo pants were rubbing against toms denim, just the vibration of the fabric rubbing together was enough for Bill to get off to. It somehow felt better than real humping to him sometimes, even just the sound.

Bill leaned back against the tile wall, humping Tom's thigh relentlessly. Tom squeezed his waist,

"Slow down.. we have time." He whispered, mesmerized by the boys body.

"What if someone walks in?.." Bill whimpered out again, his eyes droopy with lust as he looked up at Tom.

His boner was apparent in the baggy fabric now, a tent had formed big enough to obviously notice. Tom was in awe at how desperate the boys body was, he knew Bill had a habit of cumming too quick sometimes.. so he held Bill in place.

"Nobody will walk in." Tom hissed, "You ran off to the most obscure bathroom in the building.. and if they do walk in, chances are they're drunk or high." Tom mumbled.

"Be realistic." He said, talking down at Bill.

It caused Bill to feel a bit dumb, ingesting the tone of how frustrated Tom had become from hearing that phrase so much in the last ten minutes.

The younger boy arched his back as he felt Tom hold him against his knee, not being able to move too much anymore. Bill could still grind a bit, just nowhere near as freely as before.

"Tom," he whispered.. "Come on, its a quickie.. its supposed to be quick." Bill mumbled. Which was true.

Tom just rolled his eyes, loosening his grip on Bills hips. He moved his hands under the hem of Bills shirt, pushing it up as he caressed the boys subtle ribs. Bill had always been thin, and it was something Tom seemed to look for in partners too.. but nobody was able to compare to Bills body type.

He was sharp, he took care of himself as well, it wasn't some hardcore celebrity diet he was on. Bill just had a fast metabolism, he ate freely. The only dietary restrictions he had was being vegetarian, Tom had agreed to do it with him.. so it didn't actually count anyways.

He rubbed his thumbs over the sharp endings of Bills ribs, feeling the boy growing needier and more eager, and he saw it on Bills face when he was about to cum as well.

The boy bit his lower lip, his breath hitching loudly as he groaned, back arching, his eyes softly rolled.

"Good boy," Tom whispered once the boy slumped against his chest.

Tom pushed him against the wall, hugging him tightly as they just stood there. Tom kissed Bills hair, rubbing his thumb gently over Bill's spine. The boy clutching his shirt close.

"You alright?" Tom asked quietly, Bill just nodded.

"We gotta get back out there, Bill.." he whispered, knowing it wasn't what the boy wanted, but Bill knew too that they had to. They couldn't just leave Georg and Gustav stranded forever.

Bill smiled up at Tom and kissed his lips, a quiet noise once they pulled apart.

[narrators-journal]

I was wondering if you could do the NSFW alphabet with Gen Asagiri from Dr. Stone. If the muse strikes and all. Please and thank you!

So, this is the first requested nsfw alphabet, and it was surprisingly fun! I went into this sort of fearing I wouldn’t be able to cook anything fun up for this man bc it’s been a while since I thought of sengen, Gen, or even Senku smut. But! It was really fun, I hope you enjoy, and if anyone else wants me to deep dive into a character like this, feel free to ask!

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Gen is at least passable at aftercare. He’s not selfish, he’s not overly doting, he’s a bit average or middle of the road.

B= Body part (favorite on themselves and their partners)

I imagine Gen’s favorite body part of himself is probably his hands. That’s how he does his magic tricks, after all.

I don’t think this is very much a headcanon because it’s pretty clear that Gen seems to appreciate smart, resourceful people. I mean, he seemed to be at minimum impressed by Senku’s time tracking antics, and it did not take a lot of time to win him to backstab Tsukasa lmao.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Gen doesn’t strike me as a man against cum. He’s not too disgusted if it gets on him, or if you cum in him, but he doesn’t strike me as someone who likes the taste of it unless u purposely eat a fuckton of fruit to change the taste.

He also strikes me as a man who prepares for sexual encounters by eating pineapple and fruit or drinking pineapple juice.

D= Dirty secret (Their dirty secret)

Gen gives me the vibe that he probably got around when he was a famous/popular magician. Just a little bit, in my head.

He has slept with someone to manipulate them, I just know he has lmao.

E= Experience (How experienced are they?)

I imagine he’s at least fairly experienced. Definitely not a virgin like Senku probably was when the second stone age hit.

F= Favorite position (self explanatory)

I don’t imagine Gen has a favorite position, but if I had to give him one, the first one to come to mind is cowgirl.

G= Goofy (Are they more goofy or more serious in the moment?)

Once again, Gen strikes me as a pretty middle of the road lover in this regard. He’s not insanely serious, but he’s not too goofy either.

He would definitely crack a few jokes, or maybe do a few naughtier magic tricks at the start, but once he’s in the act, he’s pretty focused on the sex.

H= Hair (How well groomed are they? Do the carpets match the drapes?)

Gen doesn’t keep himself clean shaven in modern times tbh. He’s not insanely bushy down there, but he doesn’t keep himself smooth.

In the new stone age, that changes. Mans is not fighting crabs, bugs and dealing with sweaty pubes more than he has to, so he’s shaving.

I= Intimacy (how are they in the moment? Romantically)

Gen, despite being a bit of a flirt and a hoe to some extent, he’s shockingly romantic in the act.

He’s not too romantic and gooey, but he knows how to play it up and really lean into the rose petals and candles when his partner wants.

J= Jack off (masturbation habits)

He feels like he goes through periods of high sex drive, then low sex drive.

For possibly months or weeks, he can go without sex, or he can be near insatiable and jerk off a lot.

K= Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He strikes me as a rope bunny, tbh.

He also lowkey seems like he might be into trying to hypnotize someone for sexual purposes. No, I cannot place why lol.

I just imagine Gen has a bit of a list of kinks to fall back on.

L= Location (favorite place to do it)

Gen vibes like he liked to do it in the kitchen or on the couch. Something spontaneous and surprising.

In the new stone age, he likes having sex in the water.

M= Motivation (what gets them going and in the mood?)

Easy. Talk about crap he does not understand lmao.

No, but in all seriousness, intellegence or passion is the best likely way to get him going.

His lover talking about something they either are passionate about or really well-studied in? He’s got a boner.

N= No (What are their turn offs)

Choking and threats. Gen isn’t a man who likes to be threatened and choked during the act. A bit of slapping or spanking? He can get behind that. Degredation? Sure. Threaten him? No.

This is doubled if you’re, like, Tsukasa’s size. He’s just a magician, please don’t threaten to hurt him.

O= Oral (preferences on giving/getting, skill, etc)

Surprisingly, Gen prefers to gethead rather than give. Though, he’s not bad at giving it.

P= Pace (are they fast, rough, slow etc)

Gen’s pretty flexible on pacing. He can be slow or he can be fast, depends on his or his lovers mood. That being said, though, he generally leans towards the faster, rougher pace.

Q= Quickie (Their opinions on them, how often)

He’s quite the fan of them, in my head. The risk of being caught, the desperation, all a thrill to him.

R= Risk (Are they game to experiment? Take risks?)

Gen’s got no qualms with experimenting, he’s got an adventurous streak in him and a bit of a soft spot for riskier acts.

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go?)

In my mind, despite his little hoe phase in the modern era, Gen maxes out at 2 rounds.

Gen somewhat makes up for this by being pretty willing to delve into foreplay and some spicier kinks and scenarios.

This lack of stamina does extend to the stone age, sadly. No boost there for him.

T= Toys (Do they have them? Do they use toys on themselves or partners?)

Gen does have a fair collection of toys to use on himself or partners.

U= Unfair (Do they like to tease?)

He is a MASSIVE tease. He loves to play games, taunt, and generally mess with people, and that bleeds into the bedroom. Top or bottom, he is a nasty tease to his partner.

V= Volume (How loud are they? What noises do they make? Etc)

Gen can be a bit of a loud mouth in bed. Very much a vocal man in my mind. Double-y so if you don’t want him to be.

Even if his volume isn’t an issue, Gen’s still very vocal. He will beg, moan, whine, or whimper during the act, not matter how the meet up goes.

W= Wild card (Just a random headcanon about the character)

He’s very down to share his lover or be shared. So long as his partner’s okay though.

X= X-Ray (What’s going on underneath those clothes?)

I can’t give an exact measurement, but he vibes like he’s about...5.5 inches? Not very far above average, but he sure knows how to use what he’s got lol.

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Like stated, I imagine his sex drive goes up and down. He’s got periods of being a hoe, and periods of little to no interest. It’s a ittle hit or miss sometimes.

Z= Zzz (How quickly do they fall asleep after?)

Gen takes a little bit to fall asleep after the deed. Nothing too long, but he’s not out like a light.

He could probably get up and go about his day after a hook up.

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i do think pb is calm now but i dont think she likes wizards. i dont know. i dont know. and i saw how she treated lemongrab, she didn't really like him either. like. you all saw that. peps didnt want to see that he didnt want to think about it at the time, how they were treating the actual literal heir to the throne and also just how they were treating this man, he didn't realize. he didn't. and now. and . dont .get me talking about lemongrab. or i will talk. for ever

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[morbethgames]

February 14th, 2024 Update!

Hey all, I'm gonna be trying to do this weekly now. So, quick update on things, first and foremost the book as that's what most of you come here for! I am 11k words in and about a little halfway done with the path that lets you participate in the next part with Lance and Alvarez. There is going to be quite a bit of variation in how a PC can choose to approach this scene; those Combat Stats exist for a reason!

As for things going on with Patreon, I have decided on a schedule!

Patreon content will release on Tuesdays and Thursdays!

I am going to attempt to stick to that schedule as consistently as possible, and I'm off to a good start on that! Part 1 of The Bureau Audiobook went up today and part 2 is going up on Thursday. Not to mention the small short story introducing the character Buck Marcellis went up last Thursday! The story is around 2.5k words long, if I remember correctly. An extra little thing going up today as well is the Poll to see what Interactive Fiction I will be reading as an audiobook next. That's right:

You will get to pick the next audiobook reading!

I've gotten a bunch of different author's consent to make audiobooks of their work, so anyone who is a subscriber to the Patreon, you will have a direct say in what Audiobook goes up alongside the one for The Bureau! Options include things like:

Kingdoms and Empires

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - An affair of the heart

When Life Gives You Lemons

Honor Amongst Thieves

The Operative: Fires of Revolution

Defiled Hearts: The Barbarian

Along with a couple of others that are on the list for possibilities!

Over the next few months, I will be more active for sure, and you can expect the update for The Bureau to come out before the end of March (I hope). Thank you all so much for sticking with me, and I hope to see you over on the Patreon, which, thanks to hyperlinks, you can conveniently find

RIGHT HERE! <-

The Forum Page for "The Bureau"

The demo for the game itself!

Thank you all so much for reading this update and for sticking with me and continuing to do so for the future! You are all awesome! Also big shoutouts to @when-life-gives-you-lemonssss, @kingdoms-and-empires, @theoperativeif, @leoneliterary, @doriana-gray-games, @defiledheartsblog for giving me permission to read their work on my silly little attempt at Patreon content; you guys are awesome!

Stay Brilliant,

-Vi

[ipledgeawaymysanity]

Currently reading As Long As The Lemon Tree Grows by Zoulfa Katouh.

My heart is in pieces and no one—no matter how "horrible" or "weird" they grow up to be—should ever have their childhood and safety taken away so cruelly. This is why literature is so important. Because yes, I read the news. I see the suffering in headlines. But these books, they paint such a vivid picture of pain and individualistic suffering, no amount of desensitization from the media outlets can diminish the pain and fear portrayed in the books.

For anyone trying to be more actively and emotionally connected to the war going on in Palestine...this is the book for you.

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