#lust ( thread )

[hhhhleb]

Error calls him this way and that, they never chose one thing.. saw all these pretty names that people gave Lust... they're adorable:D

[top-shelf-tender]

{{I just think Husk deserves to find Alastor’s father in Hell and have the opportunity to beat the ever loving shit out of that monster. As a treat. ✨}}

[lover-of-skellies]

* THIS IS PART ONE. I'll have to make a part two poll in a minute because apparently I can't add anymore options

Here are the braided thread bracelets for reference:

Yes, there's a couple more here than you see on the poll. Those will be included in the part two one ^^"

[crownedinsin]

~ @d4rkpassengerz || i would have thought you'd outgrown fairytales. ( to lust ! ) ~

"I don't know if anyone really outgrows fairytales." Lust muses. "Besides, so many of their original sources are rooted in gruesome detail and tragedy - They're never as idyllic as people assume. They're a dark reflection on society and I like that." She looks at him, head tilting. "What's your favourite fairytale?"

[siiinfully]

continued from this with @dino-king-rex

The taller Urvan looked at her, smiling. He didn’t think an introvert like him would have a chance with someone as beautiful and sexy she was. But the fact that the literal demon of lust was here-always back for more instead of moving on to the next bed… says volumes. Perhaps it is the quiet ones you have to watch out for. “Oh that?” Rexy gestured to the dagger. “No, I don’t plan on using that. That is for emergencies only. Some demons and hunters like to intrude on my property in the past.” He points out, taking the dagger and putting it away. Rexy then leans in and gives her a gentle kiss, lustful thoughts clouding his mind. “But there is something I’m thinking of using~.” Rexy takes one of her hands and guides it to his large dick, one of the things that has made her beg for him in bed. “You feel that~? You don’t mind if this goes inside you, hm~?” Of course he knew the answer to the question, but he wanted her to say it. With him on top of her it was apparent that he was ready for another round.

She knew of demons and demon hunters, of course. Both could be persistent if they wanted to, so she understood the need for a weapon close by. “They did? How rude,” she murmured, smiling milliseconds before he pulled her into a kiss. His thoughts quickly clouded her mind, too, which meant that she knew what he was thinking of doing to her before he actually did it. Those plans were confirmed when he guided her hand to his c.ock, and without being prompted, she started to stroke him there. “I think you know the answer to that, Rexy.”

He had to, with how many times they’d f.ucked since they first met. She knew that he had more stamina than most beings she slept with, and she could count on one hand the number of partners who equaled or surpassed his level. Unfortunately for her, those others weren’t available at the moment, leaving her to seek him out whenever she was in the mood for marathon s.ex.

“You going to keep talking or are you going to put that where you really want to put it?” She was challengin him, and she knew that he wouldn’t disappoint. Lust was already shifting beneath him, knocking one of his legs aside to make room for hers. This meant that she was spread open for him, her puffy folds already wet and glistening with her juices, which constantly dripped down her inner thighs and made them glisten with her desire.

[jizzlords]

broke: it's always raining in lust because greed's oceans are always spilling into lust

woke: ozzie's moods control the weather within his ring. same goes for other sins or rather, more in some than others.

[soulflatter]

[eeroeeros]

@draconicfool | continued from here

He had to admit, Eros might've gotten one over him this time. While he couldn't really feel the cold with the way he was, he knows that the Vidyadhara could, so it wasn't long out in Belobog (much as the city was heated, it was still chilly) before they went indoors. And specifically, back into Eros' place-Boothill could only describe it in one word: gaudy. Not that it mattered, though, with someone like Eros in his presence. Things escalated between them, mostly spurred on by the other man, but hey, Boothill was just reciprocating his part in their little game. Not so little at this point, though, considering Eros was basically riding his thigh now. He'd gotten himself so riled up, that right now any touch Boothill seemed to make upon him had the Fool break out into gasps and moans. Sheesh, was he really so sensitive like that? But honestly, he was really enjoying this, seeing Eros finally let loose like he'd expected him to do after all his flirting.

"Hmm...naw, I think ya could use a little more before I properly touch ya." Flashing Eros a grin, Boothill traces a long, languid line down from the tip of his chin, to his collarbone, chest, and ending at his stomach, right above where his erection was made obvious through his clothes. "Plus, I ain't ever seen nobody so easy ta get in a tizzy like this."

[celestianvices]

💭 Favorite memory of the muse?  (for crimsonandcarbon)

Oh geez there's so many. Some of them are just short little things like when the child version of Avarice was hunting a rabbit. And someone (I think a Maria) grabbed it and tried to hold it out of her reach so she climbed them trying to get at it.

I think she ended up making it her pet instead. Because of course she did.

And who could forget the time Ling imploded her oven trying to cook and she had to make him buy her a new one? xD

[empirelead]

@hariolor // cont.

"WELCOME BACK?" Kuvira scoffed. "I was never gone."

[topnotchquark]

New MotoGP season underway and everyone on the dash is active and we're passing around the same gifs and posts and memes and prev tag~ing which is so fun to watch. Lets get into it folks, and pray too many bones don't break this year.

[roguerolled]

@hariolor // cont.

A HITCHED BREATH — it would be a lie to say the woman who stands before her wasn't beautiful ; hair as dark as the night , lips as red as the blood rusting on her weapons , and eyes speaking of unspoken secrets. Nashira looked away , least of all , she winds up falling for whatever wicked spell may unfold upon her. "Tempting , I must say , but you will find my resilience is far greater than what power you think you hold."

[amorfati-rp]

CW: Arson, Inferiority complex, Sexual Violence and threats towards a Minor, and CSA

Oh Sylvia. I said I would do a babbling on her relationship with Femininity and I do have to do so. So....it's complicated.

Sylvia currently sees her Femininity as a weapon, as a means to an end to get shit from people to take care of Linus. Though when. She was young(er) she truly believed it was all she has going for her. For it was the only things her parents really... acknowledged about her.

You see, Linus is the favored child. A sickly genius boy for a knack for invention. Of course, he was, Sylvia would surmise. She was more or less normal. Not much to her skills other than a pension for cuteness and fashion. (Even though she does find the sword intriguing)

Her parents practically treated her like Linus' nanny even though she was the youngest. And this did fester in Sylvia as a deep inferiority complex. Especially after the death of their father in the war leaving her mother to coddle Linus worse and ignore Sylvia harder. She hated her parents, she resented Linus, she resented everything. So she burned it down.

The house fire that killed their mother and nearly killed Linus, that forced him to make a pact with the Selkie to survive was caused by Sylvia. She knows this, and she deeply regrets it. She doesn't even remember if it was an accident or not. But it doesn't matter. She did this, she made Linus even weaker than before, and like her parents told her- He was now truly her responsibility.

Her seducing older men in order to get close and get money and trinkets from them started here. Cause what else does Sylvia have other than her looks? Sylvia doesn't fully understand y'know.. the repercussions of doing this as a child. And even if she did it doesn't matter, she has to take care of Linus. So she more or less offers herself to any bloke who has a wallet. Some just give money to help a poor child, others ignore her, but it's truly awful when they take the bait and try to indulge in her. Luckily...Sylvia is currently still a virgin but uh ... She's not wholly innocent. And that's the most disgusting thing.

Femininity is both Sylvia's weaponry and her fucking prison. and it sucks because Sylvia finds feminity beautiful. The beauty aspect and she surprisingly fits into he domestic and motherly aspect of it so well. But it has eaten up the entirety of her true self because of her guilt over what she did to Linus and that....he will never know. Sylvia would rather DIE than Linus find out.

But even then Sylvia does enjoy femininity genuinely. After all, she adores Furiae. Wishing that she could be just as naturally pretty and charming. She even has a crush on the goddess. Though, would never pursue it due to it not being lucrative.

Sylvia has lost her sense of self and became the ideal woman in order to lure men into her so she can use them for the sake of her brother. And even to this day Sylvia cannot tell you if it was even worth it.

[jizzlords]

@fizzarollitm

Another silly little comic about these dorks

[jizzlords]

@doublejango asked: deer ozmodyeass, i herd u r duing a relashunship bingo. I am the oposit of your type but just want 2 say that i think your stil grate. you make people happy and thats werth a lot in Hell. — keep duing what you du. we need you. you make things briter and better. — Sinseerly, Blitzo p.s. sry 4 bad spelling / unprompted? ; always accepting.

Awww ... what the Hell is this sappy shit (knowing damn well he'll keep it in his desk for rainy days, don't worry about it)? Nah, that ain't gonna fly around here, baby. Whipping out his cellphone, he's texting a message:

❥ sms — Blitzø, I KNOW you aren't serious with that letter of yours. Answer the phone for me real quick.

Within two minutes, Blitzø will find his phone ringing with an intensity. Better answer it or else, assassin man.

❝ Where are you? ❞ Sin is already stepping out to stand in front of the club to find a sad-looking silhouette from a near distance. In Lust's rain. Man, the dramatic flare of this guy! ❝ Turn around. Since when did you know what my type is? Usually, people gotta ask me to dinner first before they get that kind of response from me. Hahaha! ❞ He's talking over the phone yet his eyes are locked on assassin.

❝ It ain't that deep, babe. I promise. Get your ass over here, join the party. ❞ Should Blitzø try to bypass Ozzie's personal invitation, Ozzie's summoning a bingo card and teleporting it to Blitzø's hands. Watching the imp's surprise from here is enough to get Asmodeus grinning wider.

❝ Let's get you some drinks, my man. And leave your coat at the door. See you inside. ❞ Click. No Jesse to answer to this time. Get over here, it's gaming night. Unless you want Deadly Sin to bring you to the club, personally? Because ... heh! It can be arranged!

[eeroeeros]

@wolfkcst | starter call

Eivor had made it very clear that they cared deeply for him-that much was certain by the way they responded after he came back from defeating the Arbiter of Destruction. He answered any questions they had for him, leading to certain things being confessed...certain acts being done. Now here Dan Heng was, his hands slowly feeling up their sides as he hums against their lips. "Mm...I have to ask this again, but...you really do want me, correct? Even after I hid such a thing like this from you?" The only thing they would've known up to now about him was that the trailblazer was trying to escape his past, but now all his secrets were laid bare. And yet, it seemed like Eivor still cared for him, still wanted him, if their body didn't make that apparent enough. Not with the way they arched up into him. "And you still want us to do this?"