moonsaver · 5 months ago
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have you considered sunday x yandere GN!reader 👀 whether they're both insane for each other or sunday is normal (well, as ""normal"" as he can be, but) is up to you! btw absolutely Love your writing, i've been lurking ur blog for a while and eating up everything you post. thank u for doing what u do <3
Hello anon! Ive had at least 2-3 requests about yandere x yandere, but the brainrot is valid and welcome! Also, thank you for the appreciation, <33
I only did the yan!sunday x yan!reader. Feel free to send in another request if you want one where he's the normie lol. I may not be able to do it justice because im not entirely into it, but honestly the potential thriller it could be has me rubbing my hands like a housefly.
I mean.. sunday stalking and effortlessly manipulating the conversations to what he thinks you like vs you doing the same, it's like luck is in store for both of you when you keep coming across each other so often! Sunday has a hunch that someone's been keeping an eye on him.. it may cause trouble in the future, but oh well! Who can stop him? All the proper evidence is well hidden! Photos of you, perfumes you use, little things on your wishlist he's preordered.. although he can't shake off the feeling someone's hot on his tail, so his guard is up 24/7!
And it's such a stroke of luck that you're around him so much more often! Lets you know someone's probably stalking you (ahem..) and you're in danger! But it's okay, he's here. Just keep your eyes on him. Listen to him. Follow him. Don't leave his side. Where do you think you're going? Want him to drop you off?
And it's also such a stroke of luck that you've been wanting him at your place for so long! Really, he's so delighted, seeing the backdrop of his photos he previously hated being taken of him, behind you! Your smile is lovely, your submission is lovely, your love is so charming. He's a bit miffed you have him tied up.. but it's alright! You're both in love, this is just.. a byproduct! That's okay. Sunday loves you so. He's sure he can find a way so you're the one tied up, and he's the one who's able to showcase all the pictures he's taken of you, as his backdrop! Oh.. dear. You don't think things won't go his way either, do you?
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the-sussy-imposter2 · 3 months ago
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So i was thinking about making some characters and a story to post about here (with the purpose of comfort vore and so on, all that jazz) and i think i came up with the best thing ever.
It started as some characters to accompany my sona, and turned into a full circus. So. PLEASE. Let me know if you guys want the full thing.
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(Btw, jest is my sona, and all these characters still need names !! Other than the tall shadow guy (billy, my dear husband :3) and the clown girl with the balloons, who is named bingo balloon, or maybe bingo baby. I havent decided yet, but im leaning towards balloon. Oh and the jack in the box flower, her name is bloomy)
If i were to go all out with this story, id rebrand this blog to "jests circus of delights" and share little comic scenarios of all these characters and their shenanagins (and maybe also allow asks and requests and stuff about the cast and all that, yknow, let people interact with it in a sfw way of course)
But i wanna know what you guys think :3 also, prompt for anyone reading or rbing, who do you think is pred, and who do you think is prey? (Also, for bingo balloon, shes canocially fifteen, so please just try and be normal and not weird !! This is sfw vore only, no matter the age of the characters, either)
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crguang · 2 months ago
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Literally did all of Cabernet’s event once it hit for me. AND OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH MMMMMMYYYYYY GGGGGOOOOODDDD her voice is sooooo good. I’d happily be one of her ingredients tbh and I’d be right there with her helping her find souls to eat. Do you have any thoughts about Cabernet?
OH also might be a bit spoiler but if you’ve gotten to the part where Cabernet “sacrifices” herself for us and we get the cg of her in the vines. After like finding out that she can control vines she willingly put herself in that position. Any thoughts? Thirsts? I have a lot but I haven’t written in like a year so I’m not confident enough to write a whole like summary or whatever a lot of people do here and other blogs.
Also happy that you’re into Ptn and honestly can’t wait to see more writing from you about it.
i just finished her event. i have so many thoughts, bear with me because i don’t even know where to begin, this was such a good and creative spin to ‘the menu’ (2022) i loved it so much it’s gonna take a lot to have another event take the #1 spot. PTN’s creativity and artistry is what constantly draws me in the first place, but it still baffles me how they can create stories so unique, and so many of them too. lesbianism aside, this is such a fun event omg. the music, the battles, the banquet menu and having Cabernet review each of them afterwards— so fun. now, as a lesbian… i’ll just say that by the end of it i was so flustered and hot that i couldn’t say a word for several long minutes.
do i have any thoughts about Cabernet… how do i even explain how delightful that woman is like first of all, she’s so gorgeous i had to drink a lot of water getting through that event. she’s so fucking sexy. it’s not even just her appearance, it’s the way she carries herself and how everyone around her treats her as some untouchable, larger than life figure, the confidence and detachment that comes with that is so hot. it’s not even a performance!!!! she lives her truth and does what she wants. she doesn’t eat what she doesn’t want to eat. and everyone else around her scrambles to fit her standards because of her background and eccentricity— it’s so fascinating how she never directly influences what others think, they simply immediately take her words as either “good” or “bad”. she’s not telling them what to eat. she’s not like that food blogger reporting on what people should consume to be healthier, or that boxing champion who’s going around telling people they should work out to be stronger/slimmer. she gives her opinion on food and leaves. people come to her. they’ve made up this character in their mind and the whole time she’s just after some delicious food. at the end, with McGrath, what she said to the chef were her genuine thoughts. sure, she concealed them for the bit but when it comes to the sanctity of food and her own desires, she’s always so honest, i really like that.
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HER VOICE. DON’T GET ME STARTED. it fits her so perfectly, the way it plays into her character as someone who has others dote and wait on her constantly. she’s so kafka-like!!!! where she only ever talks at her own pace, does what she wants, has people listening to her every word with unwavering attention— she’s composed, confident and laidback and it shows just by the way she talks it’s so great. the drawl… the rasp… the breathiness as she loses herself in her own ecstasy, GODDDDD. how deep and intense it gets sometimes. her VA had to be in crippling debt because the effort and talent that was put into this performance hit me so hard i was sooo flustered (im playing with headphones and my settings are set so that the voices are louder than the music so she was really speaking into my ears like.) almost had my eyes rolling back and definitely had me pulling at my collar when she got so ecstatic at the end. the breathy “yes.. yes!” WHATTTT???!?!? i will send AISNO my therapy bills because they knew what they were doing having her moan like that and call Kelvin a good girl. me next im begging
LET’S TALK ABOUT THE ENDING. LET’S. so many things to say, so little words to convey how specially crafted for me that scene was. cannibalism as the ultimate form of desire will always be appealing to me, and not even in a sexual standpoint (we’ll get there eventually…) to need someone so fiercely that the only logical solution is to consume them entirely will always hit for me like! there doesn’t have to be sentimentality involved, it could be pure bottomless and insatiable lust but this scene was so romantic to me. she waited for Chief to wake up, tied them up prettily for her, made a whole culinary arrangement (that she doesn’t eat!), she’s constantly reigning in her own desires, what she lives by (“a sinner’s power comes from the heart”), just to truly savour them and have them both eventually “become one” (that voiceline makes me tweak). and it’s beautiful when you think about how she doesn’t literally eat people but instead consumes their souls; she finds Chief’s soul so unique, so genuine and pure that she would stay by their side despite that deep seated desire to devour them. she keeps them close the whole time; a hand on her flushed cheek, a kiss on their hair, her lips on their wrist directly over what gives them life… i sound like a freak but that is genuinely so beautiful to me LMFAO. there is nothing more intimate than two souls merging into one.
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it’s like the writers pried into my mind and made this whole event for me to enjoy personally because i picked up exactly what they were putting down like that was magnificent. this quote especially tingled my brain sooooo good because again, SO ROMANTIC???? those options both require intimacy and it implies more than just understanding of a character; to kiss someone’s thoughts is not only understanding them but embracing them completely. to offer your flesh willingly for another’s satiation is the most extreme form of devotion like am i crazy…? this is peak to me
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im realizing i didnt answer your question about the scene with the vines but you can guess that it had me shuddering just like everything that happened afterwards because SHE’S HOT AS FUCK. her poison ivy slay. the art is incredible and the way she’s still so seductive about it is so… i need her tremendously. she knew what she was doing and had to go down looking sexy as fuck and honestly i respect it. i understand McGrath so bad because that obsession was delicious like sorry, luring dozens of people into playing a twisted game where they inevitably all turn into dishes to be reviewed and/or savoured by the object of your longing is some shit i’d write fr. look at her bruh. that blush is insane. forget enacting a self-given sort of divine judgement on random people, i’d actively BETTER MYSELF to become the most scrumptious meal she’s ever had. no tying up necessary unless she’s into that.
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i could thirst all night long. we would have the freakiest, wettest, sloppiest sex i’d be lethargic for 3 days afterwards. i would be in her dms like “please let me eat your pussy please let me eat your pussy pleaseeee please please please please”. i am NOT demure i am not classy i have no decorum— i’d spend so long between her thighs my jaw would dislocate like idk. we would fuck until our combined bodily fluids mutate on a cellular level and creates toxic gas that wipes out half the city. i’d start eating her back likejhdjfjsjdjs
jokes aside i really am obsessed with her character, she’s definitely in my top 5😵‍💫 it probably goes something like hamel, adela, garofano, cabernet, oak casket. i just know my top 2 aren’t moving yet (shalom……..) but yeah i love her a lot and i can’t believe they didn’t rerun her banner at the same time like they did adela because now im mad she’s not in my account
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sideroachblog · 29 days ago
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Kinktober Day 2 using @nonsenseafterdark 's list here!
Day 1 is sfw/goretober. Find it here on my other blog.
Prompt: bondage/shibari
~1100 words
Roach gets hogtied and yerked off. Ghoaproach where ghost is mean and soap is so sweet <3
Contains bondage, degradation, implied bootlicking, humiliation, praise, brief daddy issues mention lol
TWs: unedited
NSFT UNDER THE CUT. 18+ OR I'LL KILL YOU
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Smooth rope cut into Roach's wrists, pulling his arms behind his back where they were bound to his ankles, knees bent and his shoulders yanked up so his chest couldn’t touch the floor. The rope pinning his upper arms to his sides made struggling even harder.
“Think you can get out?” Ghost asked.
Roach opened his mouth to say ‘No,’ to ask, ‘What the hell kind of training is this?’ only for his CO to stuff a rag inside. After the shock of such disrespect wore off, he spat muffled expletives that were as intelligible as one might expect.
“Much better, Lt.,” Captain MacTavish said. “I like him better quiet.”
“I know right? We should tie ‘im up more often.”
Ghost nudged his side with a boot. Roach wriggled away, to the man’s delight. He let him get about a foot before grabbing his calves and dragging him right back while cackling. It pulled his shirt up out of his camo uniform pants, his bare stomach skidding across the training room’s linoleum.
“Your shirt’s untucked, Sergeant. Fix yourself,” he commanded.
Soap grinned. “Oh, you’re evil.”
Roach glared at Ghost. It earned a laugh.
“No, seriously, though. Think you can escape? Give it a go.”
With a roll of his brown eyes, Roach tried his best to squirm free. He writhed on the ground like a worm, egged on by the chuckling of his superior officers, only successful in flopping to one side. They were openly laughing at him now. At least it was easier to breathe like this.
“C’mon, they did worse shit than this to me in Mexico,” Ghost teased. “We’re going easy on you.”
Roach caught onto their game. There was no point to this—it was humiliation for humiliation’s sake. He sighed. Drool soaked the rag and ran down his cheek.
“Aw, he’s fookin’ leaking,” Soap said. “Poor thing’s makin’ a mess.”
A blush rose to Roach’s face. He rolled back onto his front to hide his face. Ghost put a foot between his shoulder blades and pushed him down, rope straining against his ankles and wrists as it pressed his wet cheek to the floor. When he peered up, Ghost smiled down sadistically.
“Yer not hurtin’ him, are you?”
“He’d be making noise if I was. Either his mouth or his joints. Besides, I tied him nicer than an enemy would. That’s why it took so long.”
Soap said, “I noticed it took a while. And he just sat there and let you do it. Ye know, Roach, most of the effort ye put into an escape needs to happen before you’re bound up.”
“I bet he wanted to be tied up. Bloody freak.”
By now the humiliation crept under Roach’s skin. His face was red hot, his respiration rate elevated.
His Captain noticed and said, “Alright, let off. I think he can’t breathe or something.”
Ghost removed the boot and crouched, lifting Roach’s side to slide a strong arm under his chest. He peeled the Sergeant up onto his knees and stood behind him. Resting his large, rough, warm hands on Roach’s shoulders. Massaging them with thick fingers that lingered on Roach’s clavicle, toyed with his collar, edged closer to his throat.
“Better?” Soap asked Roach.
He nodded despite all his huffing and puffing and blushing.
“Good.” The man ruffled his hair. “I’d ask if ye wanna be untied, but it looks like you’re enjoyin’ this.”
They both glanced down. Roach, mortified to see a tent in his pants, tried to double over and hide it, but his wrists being bound to his ankles kept his back arched a certain way. The gym's fluorescent lighting exposed all.
“Simon, get a load of this pitiful thing.”
“I saw,” Ghost said, voice hot and dark right beside Roach’s ear. He dropped to his knees. One of those massive hands traveled up over Roach’s airway, the other down the Sergeant’s arm. “What do you suppose we do about that, Captain?”
It sent a shiver down Roach’s spine and drew a whimper from his throat. Soap crouched in front of them. He slid two fingers under the hem of Roach’s wrinkled shirt. “Hmm. Help him fix his uniform, I guess. Lend a… helping hand.”
Roach wriggled. It was about all he could do.
“Smooth out those wrinkles, then.” Ghost said, grip tightening so that his thumbs dug in right below Roach's ears. It gave the Sergeant a head rush.
“Of course,” he grinned. He rested both his palms flat on Roach’s fuzzy tummy, groping the flesh as he rubbed large circles. “You okay?”
Roach nodded.
Ghost planted a kiss on the back of his head. “Good boy,” he praised, then dropped his hands to Roach’s inner thighs and spread them. They slid over scratchy fabric on sensitive skin, up to his button fly. He popped the first one as Soap watched with lidded eyes, the second as a string of drool dangled from Roach’s chin, a third as it dripped onto the floor. Four and five Roach didn’t even notice Ghost undo, too distracted by Soap’s fingers finding his nipples. He yelped and squirmed. The Lieutenant’s hand below the elastic band of his boxers stunned him still. It cupped his cock, impossibly warm, pulling it out.
Soap hissed. “Fuck, look at you. What a treat you are.”
“Don’t inflate his ego. You know he’s a slut, Cap. He’s letting me whore him out in the middle the base. I mean, door’s locked, but still.”
The Captain simply bumped his forehead on Roach’s, then leaned down into the crook of Roach’s neck to inhale his scent. “So mean. You’re so mean to him when all he wants is some attention.”
“Attention Daddy never gave him, I’ll bet,” Ghost spat. Roach interrupted him with a whine. He laughed and continued, “Spoil him all you want; I’ll keep him humble.”
His fingers wrapped around Roach’s cock. Soap spat on it to ease the friction then continued pinching the Sergeant’s nipples.
It was too much. The bite of the rope, the soothing massage of Soap’s hands, the handjob, the humiliation, the threat of someone looking through the door window and seeing him used like a whore. With a muffled cry, Roach reached his climax, thighs tensing and his head rolling back.
Ghost grabbed his hair, forced his attention down, and scolded, “Not even a warning, huh? Look at the mess you made.”
His cum splattered all over their Captain’s boots.
Shoving him back onto his stomach, Ghost ripped out Roach’s gag and said, “Lick it all up, Sergeant. Every last drop.”
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edward-evans-blog · 7 months ago
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Edward Evans Blog [Entry #2]
“The Sculpture.. [Part 1/?]”
Hello Dear Readers.
I am shocked at the followers I’ve managed to gain in the first few days of my blog being up. I also wish to thank you all for the “reblogs” and likes.
Anyways, I know why your here so I’ll get on with it. This is the story of Percy and I’s first case… the case of ‘The Sculpture’.
The day started off as another, I woke up and did my daily routine of going for a run, taking a shower, eating my breakfast well I watched the birds and such.. then when I was getting ready for my morning lecture I noticed, Percy, looking madly through the papers.
Though that wasn’t too weird. He’d been doing that for days without even saying a word to me- which I didn’t mind Because he’s quite the weird fellow.. anytime I can get not to hear him ill take it. But of course It was very short lived, as Percy Jumped up on the Couch and cheered with delight. I asked what the matter was- well after I asked him to sit back down as I didn’t want him standing on my couch. Once he calmed down he told me that he found ‘a case’ whatever that means. Either way I congratulated him and left for my lecture.
A few Hours had passed after that and I made my way into the apartment I saw it. Percy on the floor in the middle of a whirlwind of papers. The apartment was in shambles.
“PERCY WHAT THE HELL-“
“Shhh.. Im working Eddie.”
“Working??? On what!? This is a bloody mess and- oh- no no no! Why is there a knife in the wall, Percy!!!”
There was a knife holding a paper in the wall
“Hm? Oh that. Thats just some evidence for the case.”
“Case-?”
“Yes. Remember the one I told you about this morning.”
Thats when I remembered the excitement in the morning… I hadn’t paid much attention to this so called ‘case’ he had told me about because I was more focused on getting him off the couch but I suppose it was something important.
“Percy… prey tell.. what do you mean by ‘case.’”
After that Percy had told me that apparently he wanted to become a Consulting Detective like his uncle Sherlock.. not because he wanted to.. because he was.. bored. And apparently he was sick of his uncle being the only one in the world. Though I could tell he was quite excited about this. But if im being honest I don’t quite care what the man does, as long as he pays his half of the rent and leaves me alone I really could care less, but the mess HAD to go.
“Ok.. Percy tell me.. whats with all those papers in my lounge room??”
“Oh yes- its all the information and possibly Intel I have on my case so far.”
“… and what do you have so far?”
“Not much… theres a killer and after he kills a victim he leaves a perfect Sculpture of them left behind. Later the body’s are found miles away from the sights the sculpture’s are found and-“
“-im sorry- the killer is making Sculptures of his victims???”
“Yes Eddie do try to keep up.”
“Its actually Edward-“
“-so thats all I have on the killer so far. Though I do think I know where he’s going to target next. Thats why we need to go to this place.”
Percy held out a pan-flip in front of my face. It was for one of the most fancy restaurants in the area.
“Percy.. we literally live in a one bedroom apartment what makes you think you can afford to go here.”
“My dads practically the British government. I can do as I please. Now get dressed. We’ve a Restaurant to go to.”
“Ok- wait me to???”
Percy Gave no further explanation. He also didn’t tell me why he needed me there, though I thought it was best not to question him.. if it means I get to eat at a fancy restaurant that is.
When we got there I ate and Percy kept a look out for the killer, But after an hour of nothing Percy started getting frustrated.
“Where. Is. He.”
“Look maybe he’s just running a little late… or..”
“Or?”
“Or you were wron-“
“Im never wrong.”
“…sure. Well Im going to the washroom. Have fun not being wrong.”
When I got to the restroom however I was met with a disturbing surprise that had me running back to our table. Where I as calmly as possible Told Percy to follow me..
“PERCY GET UP THERES A HUGE SCULPTURE IN THE WASHROOM!”
After Percy saw it he smiled. Who on earth smiles at a crime scene??? Bloody Percy Holmes, that’s who.
Of course I suggested we call the cops but oh no no no, Percy had other plans. He took a sample of the clay sculpture and a few photos on my mobile while he started to- wait. My mobile?? How..
“Ah right I took your phone when you were eating.”
“…why.”
“So I could take a photo of the Sculpture when you found it without having to explain to someone why I have evidence on my phone.”
“Wait you knew I’d find the sculpture in here- …WAIT WHAT DO I DO IF I HAVE TO EXPLAIN WHY I HAVE EVIDENCE ON MY PHONE???”
Percy just shrugged back at me as he got up and started heading to the door.
“I already paid the bill and called the police. They should be here in about 2 minutes so I suggest if you don’t wish to have to explain the photos you get out of here with me.”
Percy may be weird but I know better then to ignore someone when im warned, so I followed close behind as the sound of police sirens began filled the air…
[Too be Continued]
Thank you for reading Part 1 of The sculpture!! Part 2 will be posted tomorrow so keep an eye out for it!!
-Edward Evans
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phantom-after-dark · 3 months ago
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Hunters trap (cayde-6 x female guardian)
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so, another steamy adventure with everyone's favourite hunter. this one is a little shorter than the other but enjoy.
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warnings: outdoor sex, swearing, caydes dashing good looks
“WAI-!” Caydes words came too late as you took another step forward, you’re boot hit the dirt, a click sound triggers. In the blink of an eye, you and Cayde are hoisted together by a strand net that had been laid beneath the dirt, a trap lying in wait for unsuspecting guardians to blunder into. Thankfully their feet still found purchase on the floor however the tight netting meant little room for either guardian to move.
“Oops?” you wince, craning your neck to look at cayde sheepishly. Cayde was pressed up against you, his chest firm against your back, hips snuggly against your ass, a thought cayde was trying to keep at bay. The hunter vanguard simply sighs before looking for a way out. He manages to get a hand to his knife sheath but… it's empty, the glint of a blade a few meters away confirming his suspicions.
“Nice one, sweetheart” Cayde murmurs and he begins searching for another viable option other than having to send a SOS signal for something as trivial as a net.
“Wait, my boot knife!” you suddenly remember the blade you keep in your boot for emergencies just like this.
“Boot knife?”
“Yes…boot knife. What don’t you keep a knife hidden in your boot just in case?”
“Why would I need one in my boot? I have my hip sheath”
“Who has a knife right now?”
“touché”
You begin to wriggle around, trying to get your arms low enough to reach into your boot to grab your knife but the bindings were too tight, yet you persevere.
Suddenly a grunt behind you grabs your attention.
“Doll…you really need to stop before you create another issue” cayde warns, quietly.
“No, its fine, i-im almost there” you strain, your ass pushing harder against Caydes crotch, somehow not noticing the steadily growing hardness that fit snuggly between your cheeks.
“I-I mean it sweetheart you need to st- “
“Im so close just give me- “
“Doll” cayde growls, hands moving to your hips, fingers gripping you tightly. Its at this point a squeak escapes your lips and you finally feel the ‘issue’ cayde had warned you about.
“o-oh was…was that me?”
“Yes…now you’re going to help solve this ‘issue’. Understood?” he mumbles into your ear, giving you the option of tapping out.
“Yes Sir” you mumble, thighs already quivering in anticipation as cayde snakes an arm around you, opening the fly on your pants and stuffing his gloved hand into your panties. you don’t bother hiding the way you shiver or the whimper of his name, as his leather-clad fingers draw teasing circles over your already sensitive clit.
“please” you gasp, hips moving in time with Caydes ministrations and the hunter vanguard laughs.
“Such a needy little cunt, don’t worry, you'll be plenty full soon” he purrs, his free hand somewhat desperate as he struggles to free himself from his own pants.
You laugh but it comes out more like a desperate keen “th-thought I was the desperate one”. This earns you a sudden finger sliding inside your tight wet heat, a breathless gasp as your whole-body tenses at the delightful intrusion. The leather-clad digit drags in and out at a torturously slow pace.
“Gotta get you nice and ready for me, pretty girl, don’t want to break you…not too badly anyway” you don’t need to see his face, you can hear the smirk he's wearing.
With some effort he finally gets his pants open, tugging them down to his mid-thigh before removing his finger from you, ripping a needy whine from your throat. The complaint dies on your lips as you feel the familiar feeling of Caydes thick cock pushing between your thighs, nestled against your soaked slit.
“Beg”
 Whimpering, you rock our hips back and forth, the head of the hunter vanguard's cock nudging against your clit with each movement.
“Please, please I-I need it can’t -fuck- can't think, just wanna be filled please! Please Sir!” all dignity and care is thrown to the wind as the only thing you want or care about in that moment is getting the thick appendage stuffed inside you.
“You sure doll, only prepped you with a fing- “
“don’t care”
Again, you can hear the shit-eating grin cayde wears as he talks. “As the lady wishes”
In one smooth movement, the head of Caydes cock breaches your dripping entrance. Eyes watering but the pain blurs with pleasure in such a way that its addictive.
Cayde eases himself in slowly, stopping each time your hand grips his own tighter, and continuing with each brief nod of your head. He lets out a long groan of satisfaction when his hips finally meet your ass, fully hilted inside you.
“you're going to be a good girl for me, aren’t you? Gonna let me fuck you till im satisfied, spend the rest of our time out here with my cum leaking out your fucked hole. And when we get home? Im going to do It again. Understood?” His voice is strained in the effort of not immediately fucking you till you’re shaking.
“Yes! Yes, please! Please fill me!” your hips rock back and that’s all it takes, a growl rumbles through Cayde's chest, one hand wrapping round your throat tilting your head back and squeezing slightly, the other gripping your hip with bruising strength. Each harsh thrust punches a moan after moan from your throat, a hot burning pleasure blooming from your cunt, radiating through the rest of your body.
“Such-a-good-fucking-slut” Each of his words is punctuated with a thrust, the sound of their bodies meeting loudly, and the growing wetness of your slit is loud in your ears. Not a coherent thought passing through your head. The words “please”, “harder” and “Sir” are seemingly just natural reactions of the submissive of the cock drunk guardian.
Cayde wants it to last, he does, but looking down, seeing the way your cunt swallows his cock is all too much for him. But he’s not cumming yet, not till you’ve had yours first.
The hand that was on your hip slips back down into your pants, the familiar sensation of the leather of is clove on your clit making you arch your back, head resting on his shoulder.
“That’s it, give it to me, you know what I want, I'm not stopping till you give it to me” he grunts, steam escaping out between his face plates as his fans try desperately to cool his body.
You’re on the verge of cumming when Caydes fingers press a little harder and his cock hits that soft spot just right to have you seeing stars. you can't hear yourself screaming his name due to the ringing in your ears, vision going fuzzy as your body clenches and quivers around Caydes cock.
“that’s it! Good girl! Good-fuck going to fill you, breed you, mark you!” he fucks you through your orgasm, shoving his face in the crook of your neck, his grunts and moans devolving into desperate, staticky whines, his hips stuttering as he gets closer and closer.
“Hearts! Im gonna cum! -gonna cum I’m gonna-fuck!” his hips slam into you one final time and the sensation of his release filling you sends you spiralling into a second orgasm. thighs trembling, Caydes arms grip you tight, remaining buried to the hilt inside you as his systems get themselves under control.
“You okay, sweetheart?” he murmurs, voice still tinged with static.
All you can manage is a nod, whining as cayde pulls out of you with a hiss. He quickly pulls up your pants and buttons them closed with a tired smirk.
“don’t wanna lose any of that now do we” he mumbles, gently stroking your arms as he kisses up and down your neck.
“Now, let’s transmat to the ship and get you home. Don’t think im done with you just yet.”
You nod before freezing. That sneaky bastard. You could have gotten free this whole time.
Worth it
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outofthiisworld · 6 months ago
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GET TO KNOW YOUR ADMIN !!
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name: Boo! pronouns: She/They (no preference, i like both :3)  preferred comms: tumblr ims mostly! if we mesh well+spoken ooc a lot we can chat on discord too :) i uuh do tend to forget to check my discord messages outside of my webhooks however names of muse: Ophelia, Doc, Copycat and Father Necrosis rn! A few ✨secret-menu✨ muses/npc’s as well
experience in RP: been rp’ing since i was 13 so bout 14 yrs exp rn! (i say 10+ in my rules tho cause that’s one less number i have to change each birthday)— most of my experiences have been w/ a close knit group of buds that soon turned into 1+1 rp’ing with a bestie im still VERY close with :3c
i dabbled in online rp’ing around eeeeeehhh 2015ish but i certainly wasnt putting myself out there like i am now sdfsdfg
best experiences: the entirety of this blog tbh. a few bumps in the road and learning curves to get back into the groove of things, but ultimately i feel like a carved out a really excellent and chill lil’ corner on this site :”) special shoutouts to some really INCREDIBLE partners and buds that make rp’ing on here beyond delightful:
@pzfr is a phenomenal writer, a beyond thoughtful rp partner and perhaps a bit too powerful of a creative— personally if some horrific yet comedic demise should befall me then i trust full custody of doc & ophelia to him 100% HE GETS IT (don’t u worry i’ll live forever tho). For real though, there's such genuine love in the way he works with the genres that inspire him as well as with writing as a whole! @5mind GAAAARLIIIIIIIC. we continuously cook up dubious foods in the dms; our plots are forebodingly diabolical (affectionate) and [covering garlic's ears] i still plan to consume their brain for power. he’s got THE most creative and inspired never before seen characters on this side of the universe that i adore so so so much and tbh if you aren’t following her like…….bro be fr with me rn like why @riiese Mark’s writing legitimately inspires me. They are THE voice master dude. The way they weave words together feels right out of a fairytale with this whimsical magic to it that gets me lost in the moment!!! i can’t help but get swept up in their beautiful prose!!! @dynamoprotocol BRO lowkey i remember being shocked when I saw he followed me. From the writing, the care to detail, the art, Clarissa/Chance’s development, the worldbuilding, AND he’s CHILL AS FUCK??? and you wanna follow ME dude??? for real though, i cant sing enough high praises!! @natterghast i stumbled upon her by chance and sooooooo happy i did <33 their ocs absolutely captivated me, each one has this cozy cosmic horror vibe that im? obsessed with?? AND THE WAY SHE WRITES IS SO GORGEOUS AND FULL OF MEANING AND CARE THEY PUT IN AND [wrattling the bars in my enclosure]
there are so many more i can shout out but i will have to cap it here since this post has gotten ... so long and i am now so sleepy. Genuinely though, everyone I follow and get to see pop up on my dash both makes me day and inspires me as a creative each and every time!!!
pet peeves/dealbreakers: the biggest ones for me rn are like … needlessly aggressive ooc attitudes, be it towards anons, in rules, in posts— esp if someone is flaunting about being mean i uh. have fun i guess? not for me.
Condescending rules, especially those geared towards oc’s, might even result in an insta-block from me. (i promise it’s okay to just say ur selective overall and leave it at that).
muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ): I generally like to lean more into light-hearted & comedic stuff, esp when first interacting but cus it’s fun! Once I get comfy with my rp buds tho i do loooooove to get into the meat n potatoes— the drama, the action, THE DRAMA!!! <- but a nice balance is important to me!
if everything is doom n’ gloom all the time without either a break, some sort of bitter-sweetness, and/or light at the end of the tunnel— then The Dread™ starts to feel too much for me :0 that being said … horror is … so much fun too <3
plot or memes: memes are a life savior esp when it comes to breaking the ice— i wouldn’t be cookin’ up like. any of the delectable plots i got brewing in the dms without em >:0
long or short replies: BOTH! i tend to naturally lean towards longer replies, moreso because i always have A Lot To Say™�� but i love goofing around with shorter stuff <3
best time to write: if i had my way it’d be an hour or two after i wake up in the morning and made myself my fancy energy drink + did my n.eopets dailies 💕 i try to make sure i get one day off like this each weekend it’s so lovely. Otherwise, i try not to stress about it too much and do what i can. i want my rp buds to know i genuinely dont mind waiting for replies or anything and i think it starts with how you hold yourself to that same degree too
are you like your muse?: ooooo aren’t we all in some way? it’s important to sprinkle some part or facet of YOU into them, especially ocs!
i will say, Doc is far closer alike to me versus anyone else on this blog, esp when it comes to values! he’s just far more gung-ho that i could ever have the energy to be tho. also i hope im not as stubborn as him 💀
i did give Ophelia my weird girl tendencies tho but cranked that shit up into MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE!!!
tagged by: @pzfr
tagging: i uh. i think most of my mutuals already got tagged this SO if you see this and you havent........PLEASE do this and tag me weeheehee <3
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saintsenara · 7 months ago
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hello! i found your blog through twitter—someone recommended your ron/hermione meta there, and im not good with words, but i just wanted to let you know that i feel so blessed to get to read it and have your presence in this fandom ❤️ not only that it’s so comprehensive, but the way you explain and connect each details to build up the argument/reasoning is really amazing!
which also amaze me considering that they are not even your main otps (a quick search told me that it’s snape/voldemort, dumbledore/voldemort and harry/voldemort, right?), which speaks so much of your reading comprehension and attention to details, imo :D
also, while im neither of your otps shipper, it sparks my curiosity on what you like about those ships—have you written a ship analysis/meta for either of them like you did with ron/hermione?
ahh thanks so much, anon - this is a really lovely message! i have been delighted to take up arms to defend romione's honour, and very pleased that so many people have also followed the call.
and yes, for my sins my preferred pairings are ones in which someone involved has a snatched little waist and blood all over his hands...
i've got a riddledore manifesto [and also a snumblemort one - we love a toxic triad here!] locked and loaded, and there are asks sitting in my inbox about snapemort and tomarrymort which i promise i'm not ignoring [i kick my legs in the air and go oHoHoHo whenever an ask comes in - they are delightful] and will get around to answering when i have the time to sit down and enter an appropriate state of derangement.
but the fundamental principles behind my interest in all three are the same: that the harry potter series prioritises love-as-suffering-and-sacrifice and ignores how much each of these men would appreciate the value of love-as-comfort; that "i would stop killing for you" and "i would live for you" relationship dynamics are just as delicious [if not more so] as "i would kill for you" and "i would die for you" ones; that there is not a soul on earth incapable of redemption; and that there is not a soul on earth unworthy of giving and receiving love.
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notmonsters · 5 days ago
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RESPOND TO THE FOLLOWING PROMPTS OOC , THEN TAG OTHERS YOU WANT TO GET TO KNOW BETTER.
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roleplayer name: Taea 💛
roleplayer pronouns: she / her 💛
muse name: Zack Fair 💛
preferred communication: Tumblr ims or Discord 💛
experience: Oh goodness , what year is this ?? I've been on tumblr since 2012 , which is hard to believe . I still have my first ever blog and every now and again still write on it ! So , if you're ever curious let me know . I've been roleplaying since 2009 / 2010 .
preferred roleplay type: Paras / novella . Here's the deal , I always tell myself to keep it short . . . and then short becomes like 6 paragraphs . So , that's that . I think the only things I've managed to keep short are texting threads [ [ mostly on wire ] ] , and crack threads on the dash . . . and even then , those always seem to get serious for me .
pet peeves & dealbreakers: I tend to give people a lot chances and wiggle room when it comes to this . I'm pretty patient with a lot of things , too . If I had to pick two things , it's being ghosted you thought someone was your friend , and I would say too many NSFW / NSFT images on the dash . On the first point , I love making friends . I have made dozens of friends over my decade on this website and I cherish each and every one of them fully . I understand life gets in the way -- hell , I work a full time job that drains my battery 95% of the time , so I get it . When people you thought were your friends just . . . stop talking to you out of the blue for no reason but keep talking to other people ?? That hurts , and it makes you question if you were ever actually friends to begin with . Again , if you give lil' updates or check in , that's one thing . . . when someone just drops you completely but not others , that's another thing . Unfortunately , I know a lot of us have been through this , and it sucks .
On to the next point : NSFW /NSFT writing is fine , because it is always [ [ at least with my mutuals ] ] under a read more and tagged or moved to discord , so I can just not read it . I also write spicy threads , so that doesn't bother me either -- everyone loves some spicy threads . Images . . . Images are harder . They're harder to tag filter , tag filtering doesn't always work or it breaks . Personally , I like to enjoy my mutuals' blogs in their entirety [ [ when at work or at home ] ] , and if I have to tag filter half of someone's blog then I don't actually get to enjoy their blog . Full transparency , if we're mutuals and your blog is too many NSFW / NSFT images to the point that it makes me uncomfortable , I'm just going to unfollow you [ [ even if we are friends ] ] . I don't police people's blog , that's not my job . This is a hobby not a jobby , and I'm just here to have fun . So , I'd rather do what makes me feel safe and makes my dash a safe space for me than not .
Alright , lil' rants are over . Back to fun things !
plots or memes: Both ! Oh my goodness both ! I love random asks in my inbox that don't belong to a meme , I love memes , I love loose plots [ [ mostly because muses are not predictable , so a strict plot is a lil' hard to follow and I have ADHD so it's hard for me to stick to a strict cookie - cutter plot ] ] . I love 'Hey , Taea , I had this idea , do you wanna do it ??' . I'm real open to all of those things ! 💛
best time to write: I'd have to say mornings . Mornings and early afternoons tend to be when I am the most productive . If I don't have work the next morning , I'll write all day long until about midnight across my multitude of blogs . If Tumblr is just too much for me , because sometimes it is , I'll write on Discord all day long .
are you like your muse?: I would love to say no to this question , but I don't adopt muses I'm not like in at least a handful of ways . Zack's my sunshine boy with trauma , he's delightful and playful and fun and I just adore him 💛
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tagged by : @strifiisms [ [ thank you , lovely ! ] ]
tagging : @warofthebeasts , @phantasiiae , @holyguardian , @nerdynanny , @synshubblog , @nineinchnails , @gravitasfatum , @lockedfighter && you !
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dateamonster · 1 year ago
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off topic but i found this delightful and had to share
so as some of u know i periodically get terfs in my notes mad abt some post or other of mine. typical stuff. im a little weirdo so i like to occasionally check out their blogs before blocking and in the process i realized that my latest number one fan keeps a running tag of #idiots aka trans people that have particularly pissed her off for one reason or another. im one of them i guess.
but it got me thinking: hey i bet i could find some really cool blogs to follow just by clicking into the idiots tag and seeing which trans people have rly got this person seething. so i did.
and the first post in the #idiots tag that wasnt me had a url that sounded sort of familiar so i went to check him out and hey it turned out to be the old art blog of a trans guy i went to highschool with! not sharing details to avoid accidentally doxxing either of us but he was the younger brother of kind of a casual friend i lost touch with and it turns out hes now got a whole career as a tattoo artist in nyc! nice!!
so i guess thank u terfs for brightening my day in this little way <3
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whimsical-westbrook · 11 months ago
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hi!!
so something very peculiar happened to me and my daughter… she had a nightmare and we slept together, and then we woke up pokemon??? i’m a gardevoir and she’s a ralts.
i’m guessing from your blog this isn’t very uncommon, seeing you guys already have a nickname for it. but “eeby deeby”? really??? you couldn’t think of a better- im getting off track nevermind
what do we do??? im freaking out over here!!! im already a single mom I can’t handle this!!! what do i do when I need to get my drivers license renewed??? can pokémon even get drivers licenses??? what will i tell my family???? what will i tell my friends???? what will my poor baby tell her friends???? WHAT WILL MY LANDLORD THINK????? I HAVENT EVEN SCRATCHED THE SURFACE OF NEW PROBLEMS!!!!
………..
im sorry if this is too much for you.
at least she’s still the cutest little girl ever…~
Hey, I'm SO sorry I wasn't able to get to this when you first sent it in; I'd make excuses but what matters is that it sounds like you're getting help now! At least, I believe this is @pragmaticinstant?
I'm gonna start by covering the catch-options my friend @fated-furret was confused about:
the Johto National Park has designed pokeball charms that effectively work like just having a pokeball, but the ball is attached to a charm you can wear, which is both cute and works as a fun indicator. You might be able to see if someone can convert whatever pokeballs you can find into cute charms, I just know the national park already has some set up,
The anti-catch patches only seem to exist in certain regions, but the idea is that there's an invisible patch you can put on a pokemon that may be too anxious about a pokeball or have special needs, but still registers them as already caught for the pokeball system, causing catch attempts to fail? I don't quite understand the specifics of that one either.
Again, just regular pokeballs also work, and it sounds like you have plans there.
We have a support group for this exact thing, both between all the "eebydeebies" as well as some greater reach into the Tacklr community. I think there's an invite thing you can set so the Pelipper Mail delivery system can reach you; people can send you things that way pretty easily! A few good sites for determining what food is and isn't safe, some actual food; @goldenrodchef is SUCH a good cook and I bet he'd be delighted to make at least a few meals for you when he can.
You'll have to test and find out if you can speak human; some of us can innately, I was able to get a friend to make an everstone with a translator built in, and some folks just forgo talking to humans.
Uh, we can try and get you the group-chat invite, though I can't promise it won't be chaotic and confusing,
And enough of us have had this happen that you have a precedent to work with when trying to tell people, but unfortunately I can't promise how they'll react.
I really hope that helps, and again, sorry for the delay on my response!
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albatris · 1 year ago
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sorry if this is strange but i wanted to just drop in and send some anonymous good vibes
ive been following your blog for a few years now, since I was probably too young to be on tumblr at all (tail end of middle school....), and i firmly believe your whimsy, creativity, and general good vibes helped encourage me to hone my own creativity and "Do it weird/do it scared" type outlook on the world. also, your blog and your writing genuinely helped me be less scared when symptoms similar to psychosis emerged (paranoia and delusions) because i was able to go "Hey that really cool person on tumblr doesn't seem to think this makes people bad or wrong, im probably not bad or wrong either"
i hope you have a nice day and that good things come your way and also I hope your cats have a nice day as well as they seem like high quality creatures
hiii dw this isn't strange at all! thank you so much for such a sweet message!
I'm really happy to hear I could help encourage you!! :D that's wonderful!! and that my writing could help you with your experiences! I'm genuinely so delighted..... that's a huge part of why I do what I do and why I share what I do, so I'm so happy I could connect with you in that way :3
ye thank you so much for this message, it means a lot to me and I really appreciate it!! it's truly just made my week <333
me n my cats are havin a nice day, the sun's out so we're all enjoying it :D I hope you have a nice day too!
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crystalmagpie447 · 6 months ago
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hello um
just wanted to let yuo know that i htink your art is delightful
that is all
have a nice (time zone accurate phrase) :)
okay actually i'm not done talking bc i have a physical (and somewhat violent) need to RANT about COOL ART I SEE
okay so i LOVE the way you use color. it makes my brain go woAHGGG like. idk something abt the way you do the. i can't talk im tired u get what i'm saying
and the lines. THE LINES. AARTTHRGRGRGARRAGRGRGHAHGRGRGR that one drawing with like eclipse (i think) and like the second "layer" of hands i LOVE the composition and the lines. and just. AAGRGHRGGAHRGHAGRGHAGGRHHG i love ur lines so much
I JUST LOVE THE WAY U DRAW THE DCA TOO
ugh i don't have good enough words right now to describe why i relly like ur art >:( i'll be back. i'll be back with better worsd.
sincerely,
HA i distracted you with an outro i have TAKEN YOUR ART FROM YOUR WALLS (blog) I AM RUNNING I AM RUNNING I AM CONSUMING YOUR ART YOULL NEVER CATCH ME
HWHAAAAA
WAAAGHAGGS
IGET WHAT YER SAGING
WHAATT
THANKYOU SO MUCH!!!!
AAAAA
WHAGSHAJSBEJRNBEJEB
THAEANS SO MUCH
YIPPEEYIPPEEE
IM GLAD YOU LIKE MYART!!!!!!!!! (HEELPP I AM JOT GOODWITH WORDS EITHER BUTTHANKYOU THANKYOU!!?!? I AM RUNNING AROUBD)
ah yess now time togo back to my wall of ar-
NO!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
COOMEEBAAACKK💥💥💥💥💥💥💥
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brimbrimbrimbrim · 2 years ago
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LUCAS AS IN LUCAS BAKER!? IF HIM GOOD LORD THANK YOU THERE HAS BEEN A DROUGHT AND IM THIRSTY
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Penny wasn't sure what she was doing with Lucas. 
What had initially been an unfortunate traffic collision - her being too shortsighted to see which lane she was in - had blossomed into a solid friendship. 
What kind of guy tried to pick up someone that put a dent in a fucking Plymouth? But after a couple of awkward phone calls to talk about insurance, Penny let Lucas come by her place to fix her fender. Free of charge, he'd said with a huge fucking grin that was somehow charming on what she'd thought at first to be a pretty creepy face. 
He took whatever she'd been baking in the oven that day as payment. Lemon scones? Penny couldn't remember, but she vividly remembered the text she got that night about how good they were and how much the compliment meant coming from someone so skinny and… borderline disagreeable.
'Your instructor is an asshole who don't know what he's talking about. These things are better than fried gold. I had to fight off fucking gators on my way home. Even them bastards know a good thing when they smell it.'
She might have developed this crush on him that night, blushing as she reread his text throughout the evening. It made her feel warm and fuzzy for a few hours after the fact. Lucas was just as awkward as he was unfiltered, and while he seemed like an asshole, he wasn't one to her, and that, too, made her feel pretty special. 
Plus, Lucas could eat like a one-man army, and even if she fucked up a new assignment or some weird recipe, he was always eager to eat it up. And he liked everything she made… which, given the few times Penny had burnt the goods, she knew couldn't have been true but appreciated the compliments either way. 
With the pizza ordered and the sofa jammed with a couple extra pillows, Penny transferred the hot cheesecake crescents over to the cooling rack, grinning when they barely deflated. 
"I am fucking majestic," she muttered, adding little shakes of sugar to the tops after they got a bit above room temperature, finishing off the whole thing with a couple sliced strawberries. 
She hadn't mentioned these bad boys to Lucas, hoping instead to see the look of delight on his face when he walked in and smelt them. With a nose like his, it wasn't any wonder he ate with it half the time. If it smelt good, he ate it, but before they got ruined in his gorge, she snapped pictures for her blog and licked up some sugar dust from her thumb. 
She was fawning over Lucas a bit, she realized. Fucking fawning. But there wasn't anyone else she knew that well in this town, and it was lonely, and Lucas seemed about as lonely as she was, so no harm, no foul… except Penny was starting to do the dumb girl thing her mother always told her about - about how if ya wanted to get into a man's heart, you had to start with his stomach. It was all pretty harmless at first, sort of unconscious, but Penny realized what she was doing a few weeks ago and shrugged, deciding the implication wasn't awful.
Unconsciously or otherwise, she'd been acting more like a potential girlfriend than a friend, minus all the sexy stuff. But something told her there were other ways to do that with Lucas that'd be more enjoyable than muffins and pies… or scones and daydreams under her sheets or in her bathtub.
Penny blushed, trying to ignore the self fucking she'd been up to that morning - Lucas on the brain.
He didn't say anything a friend wouldn't say. Lucas kept that male drive hidden behind bored expressions and shitty jokes, but it wasn't subtle when he broke face and checked out her breasts or backside. Nor was it infrequent enough to play off as just wandering-eye syndrome, a common affliction of all straight men. No, the looks said he'd probably jerked off to her at least once, which made her feel a little less weird about the fact that she'd started masturbating with him in mind.
She assumed the mutual attraction was making Penny do silly things like this - like baking extra treats she wasn't obligated to for school. She just wanted to see him happy, and the boy had a fucking mouth on him, and a tongue that could reach down and lick off anything sweet his lips had missed. 
The new shorts and v-neck sweater were another of those impress-Lucas-at-all-cost actions.
He liked the way she was put together, and maybe his interest and compliments and 'hanging out' was all an act just to get into her pants, but even with the eye fucks, Penny decided his attentions were genuine, which just made her more excited to get a rise out of him tonight. 
Lucas liked her, which was great because she really, really liked him, and while it wasn't implied outright. The fact that she'd invite him over to watch Netflix - literally said it in her text, along with food and 'chilling' - hopefully expressed her hopes for the evening. 
The last time they met up - when he fixed her disposal unit - Lucas kept doing this thing with his lips. They would purse up then spread out in a sly line whenever she handed him the tool he'd asked for, accompanying the trade-off with a snappy 'that's what she said' joke. 
Penny wanted to kiss him that day but bit her lip instead. 
Tonight she was going to test the waters herself and see if Lucas was into her or if his roaming eyes were just appreciative and nothing more. She'd had a few guy friends who were asexual and one she'd embarrassed herself in front of. Penny didn't want to make any assumptions… no matter how horny Lucas had been making her or how horny she assumed she was making him. 
When the pizza arrived before he did, she got impatient. 
Lucas answered her phone call on the third ring, sounding a little… off, maybe a bit breathless but intact. He wasn't dead in a ditch somewhere, so that was good. 
"Did you forget about me? She asked, laughing to cover up the fact that she'd thought he might have for a second. 
"Pfff, naw. Jus' hit some pissbags taking up the road like a couple ah' bitches holdin' hands. Like other people ain't got places to be, right?"
"You should have just mowed them down," she joked, listening to his verbal agreement as she plunked down on the sofa. The TV screen was frozen on the opening credits for 'Halloween 5: The Revenge of Michael Myers,' casting a sick blue glow amongst the buffet of croissants, pizza, chicken tenders, and soda. 
"Mother fuckers deserve worse 'an that."
"Yeah, you could keep them waiting on a Friday evening while the pastries they made go cold," she mused, picking up one of the fat, heavy delights with a smirk. Lucas made a cute little whine on the other end as a car horn went off. 
Inside her ear, Lucas growled like a man on a murder spree. The distant sound of tires squealing and another car horn blaring made her bite her tongue to not giggle at him. 
"Ah'll be there in two minutes! No, no, no! Thirty seconds, hehe'haha… ah' jus' ran the light at fifth street."
"Uh… " Penny straightened up, springing from her sofa towards the window by the door. She peeked through her blinds, cutting the aluminum blades with two fingers and a wide eye. The dude was crazy, she thought, hearing his mad cackles through the phone until she could hear them through the meat of her home and the rumble of his Plymouth. 
"Damn, Lucas… you're unstoppable."
"Don't ah' know it, baby," he hounded into her ear, sounding much like he had that day before he'd seen her come out of her car. That rage-filled tone was, at one, joyous and malicious.
Penny fucked herself to the memory of that tone the other night, and it took an ass load of willpower to get the blush off her cheeks by the time he was jogging up to her door, nearly sprinting. He was already stuffing his phone back in his pocket, but when she opened the door, she still had her own held up to her ear - still just a bit startled and admittedly curious as to who he ran off the side of the road just to get here a few minutes early.
Lucas slapped his heels on her doorstep, grinning under his dark hood like a monster straight outta the swamp. It might be that Lucas' monster man persona sorta triggered some of her more… seedy intentions because honestly, right then - as he threw her a toothy grin and wedged his way into her house - she wanted him to throw her over his shoulder and toss her on her bed.
"Man! Don' let my Mama know you can cook so fucking good… pretty sure it'll break 'er heart."
Penny swallowed thickly, inhaling a dense cloud of male musk and something sharp like pine cologne. The idea of Lucas spriting on smelly stuff made her smile. He made a throaty sound of pleasure and made a straight beeline for the couch, throwing down on the edge of the sofa so he could stuff a croissant into his mouth. Yeah, the boy could eat - that was for sure.
After locking the door, Penny made her way to the sofa with an extra sway, but Lucas was too focused on the pastries she'd baked to look. So much for cockblocking herself, she thought. "So… did you kill anyone on your way in? Should I be on the lookout for cops? - disgruntled drivers, maybe?"
"Naw, jus' cut a few fucks off," he mumbled, downing a whole pastry and chasing it with a swig of soda. He caught her eye as she sat down, and it took nearly everything not to smirk when his gaze dipped down to her breasts and the deep line of cleavage. Someone with breasts as large as her own couldn't get away with anything lower than a crew cut without some bust poking through, but this wasn't like the times she'd gone around unintentionally showing skin - this top was meant to show off some tit… and she had more than enough of those. A blessing and a curse, but more often than not, a curse. 
Penny took a deep breath, feeling her skin dimple around the neckline, and reached for a slice of pizza.
"Good! 'Cause I heard this movie really sucks, so I don't wanna miss a second of it," she told him, flashing him a tender grin before hitting play and stuffing some food in her mouth. It didn't escape her notice that he'd started blushing - started sneering at himself shortly after while trying to watch the credits in the same head tilt as he did her tits. The apparent dilemma he faced - her breasts or the film - was making her stomach do backflips. Give her any other guy ogling her assets, and she'd have been insulted, but there was something about Lucas finding her physically appealing that worked for her.
Even when she first met him, Lucas stuck her as a guy hard to please. The fact that he was showing appreciation, trying to angle his hips, so the semi under his jeans wasn't evident, was flattering. Also, it was the reaction she wanted out of him.
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grapecaseschoices · 1 year ago
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I discovered so many cool ifs thanks to your blog. I must say your taste in characters and stories is exquisite. Do you have a certain type of favourite ROs as in are there some romance tropes that you always go for? I'm a sucker for the emotionally unavailable ROs, so Orion and August have me in a chokehold rn. I'm honestly having so much infamous brainrot after reading that amazing demo. Do you prefer gender-selectable or gender-locked ROs? I personally don't mind either way as long as they're well written and portrayed. And you're so right we need more NB/Trans ROs for sure! Specially more that are POCs! <3
Oh, anon you don't know how much this makes me SMILE! Not so much about my tastes (though I'm smiling on that too, you flatterer :-P) but because of the IFs. I think Interactive Fiction is such a delightful medium with SUCH potential, and I love trying to stuff it into more people's faces.
Oh, man. I've actually been thinking of this -- because I once semi-jokingly said/had the thought that I always go for the characters of color [that's not TRUE, but I feel like I'm more inclined to give them a chance regardless of trope as long as I find the character intriguing enough] because I want to make sure they get love. So, I feel like I haven't really been looking at games/stories through tropes of late -- because IFs haven't yet reach a place where I'm afforded that? I don't know if I'm making sense.
BUT this question definitely took me back, lmao. And it is going to expose why TWC will always be on my neck, as well as that I am a LITTLE bit of a liar (because thinking on this made me realize though I may try and be broad with my interests to support characters of color, my subconious is a clown and likes what it likes werew lmao).
TL;DR I do love the stoic ones. I do love the ones that seem indifferent and/or cold or just So Serious and Don't Have Time For Your Tomfoolery but also have a sense of humor, a sense of justice/loyalty, and can get super soft/flustered for MC (but not just mc but their loved ones:
A du Mortain 🤡
Orion Quinn (Orion chuckling at Rowan's jokes privately? I knew he was the one for me BUT THAT SOLIDIFIED IT. I AM GONE FOR HIM)
August Pierce (letting themselves be suckered into things by their sister, being flustered by MC in a romance??)
Calderon (Andromeda Six)
Elliot (OFNA) - though I haven't gotten far in ofna.
D (atoc)
I love the soft and bright ones. Sometimes they're sarcastic (but to a point. There's a reason why I love the Scott McCalls more than the Stiles Stilinkis), they're mischevious. They don't need to have a dark past but I'm not against it. They're still KIND despite all they've gone through. Their hearts are just so BIG. And if you throw in a bit of friends to lovers? I'M THERE.
F Hauville.
Bash (a6)
I think Victoria might fit here, but more of a hardened shell version (which I wanted to add I feel this type has a lot of subcategories that I also enjoy). A more defiant version, a version who is less impulsive, more in control? idk what im saying. Which I'd also put Ayame from A6 here.
Skye Cortéz from Skin and Scales.
I feel Kiran from Unseelie will fit this.
Those are clear off the top of my head but there are other ones I like. I love characters that have poise but also are cunning (I think A from ATOC would fit here if you need an example; Sabir from the Exile, Straasa from TSSW, Leonie from Reaper's Bay .... that theyre all black is a coincidence -- one I JUST realized wqere lmao), I love childhood friends to lovers as I stated, I love enemies to reluctant allies to friends to lovers, I love second chance romances (or reunited friends that turn to romance). I'm blanking at personalties, right now. I'm sorry.
Oh, negl. Sometimes I go for the 'fuck everyone but you' Villain. I like it when the powerful "bad" guy (gn) is obssessed with MC. Like, not an RO but for an example Falk. Or an actual RO Manerkol from The Soul Stone Wars. Krios from Dying Stars.
Sometimes, but not always, I go for the hopelessly devoted and utterly loyal to MC bodyguard sort like Kai from Reaper's Bay. Devoted and protective does usually get my pitter patter - like John from Made Marian, but like I said not always. Especially if OVERPROTECTIVENESS can be a point of discussion between the pair (ie mc and the ro).
There are other stuff but i am blanking right now.
As for gender, I don't care generally -- but I do tend to shy away if there isn't an NB option when they're gender selectable, and if there isn't I want at LEAST ONE NB ro (more than one) that isn't gender selectable. I like it better tho when it's all gender selectable or like two are gender selectable and the rest are set genders but evenly so.
and yes that SPECIFICNESS -- you make a point I hadn't even thought of: DEFINITELY need more trans/nb options, PERIOD, but please writers and artists should consider having them of color as well!!
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124 posts created (4%)
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Not trying to spam a bunch of folks I don't know with my year in review but @bethanyactually you were in my top 5 <3
I tagged 1,598 of my posts in 2022
Only 43% of my posts had no tags
#ndcw - 458 posts
#nace - 230 posts
#nancy drew tv - 128 posts
#post - 117 posts
#ted lasso - 71 posts
#fave - 60 posts
#dracula daily - 54 posts
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#dw - 38 posts
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#been told i need to try other things like excedrin and aleve but tylenol and ibuprofen are all i ever took growing up so im in the habit 😂
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
in my feelings thinking about nancy telling carson she might stay at george's before going to meet ace. in my feelings thinking about nancy waiting for ace at the loft and when he doesn't show up she doesn't just go home she goes to the historical society to double check because she wants to have this conversation. in my feelings thinking about ace not realizing he's invisible and thinking nancy is just ignoring him because she's mad and chasing after her. in my feelings thinking about nancy telling george about ace wanting to talk and trying and failing not to appear sad and longing. in my feelings thinking about ace telling hannah he can get through to nancy despite her doubts. in my feelings thinking about nancy feeling ace's touch across a dimension. in my feelings thinking about ace looking at a friend. in my feelings thinking about that hug. in my feelings thinking about literal true love.
67 notes - Posted May 9, 2022
#4
I really dig shows where certain folks outside the main characters end up finding out about the supernatural and just have to deal with that as part of life now.
Like, as fun as it can be to have the protagonists constantly having to hide and talk around mystical happenings, it's so refreshing and delightful to see Nancy Drew, where at first it's a select few "in the know" and then it's like, okay, well, oops, Carson knows now. And apparently McGinnis has known the whole time. And now Owen's in this. And Ryan. And we told John Sanders point blank but he doesn't believe us and it's not worth pushing it. And Connor is not pleased but he knows who to call to handle freaky stuff. And Tamura really ought to believe at this point but he's not going to. And Park is totally down with it. And so on, etc., whatever happens happens.
Why bother hiding it when many hands make blood rituals light work, right?
76 notes - Posted April 27, 2022
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i can’t decide if my favorite part of this clip is nancy’s delivery of “with...me 😬” or ace’s “oh yeah she’s got a point 🤷” expression but either way i’m going to watch it on a loop forever
85 notes - Posted February 9, 2022
#2
nancy and ace seeing each other at the bobbsey's
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86 notes - Posted January 25, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
ace's texting style is so fucking funny
switching between you and u with no discernable pattern (very mood)
qualmless double and triple texting without a response
"MEAT HOOKS!!!"
"Nancy? NANCY?" in the same text as if he's shouting out loud
flirting by accusing someone of vandalism followed by work text followed by flirting by complimenting their outfit
"u off today? Maybe come in?"
"9-1-1! Charity Hudson haunting Historical Society?!?!? HELP" bestie this is art put it in the moma
painstakingly crafting a text to ur crush to make a date so you can confess your love then immediately fucking off to an astral plane where you almost get wiped from existence :)
287 notes - Posted March 22, 2022
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