#roleplay breaking containment

[hellokittydiary]

"Shippers ruined Death Note. Light wanted L dead, and killed him." So is it not gay to want to kill another man? To be so obsessed with him, your equal, your rival, your mortal enemy, your best friend, to hate him so much, that the only possible thing you could do about it is kill him? Not just kill him, but drive another to do it for you, so that you can hold him in your arms as he dies without dirtying your own hands, to look deeply into his eyes as he takes his last breaths, cradle his dying body oh so gently, as you smile wickedly down at him, and he knows, without any words left to say, you've won. To take on his title after his death, play up the ruse for years. To become him, become one with him, to die in the very same way as him, except this time, alone, knowing that wherever he is, you most likely will not be joining him.

Is that not the gayest shit you have ever seen?

[prokopetz]

Honestly it's weird that roleplaying as we know it evolved from historical wargaming.

Like for example DBA rules contain some suggestions for running campaigns with narrative and "propaganda" so I wouldn't say that it's something incompatible, and 0E looks way more like wargames than say PbtA games do, but storytelling games were a feature of artistic salons for way longer and they appear much closer to roleplaying than rulesets for reenacting ancient battles on tabletop.

Salon games didn't have skill checks but neither did wargames and it's strange that nobody came up with simplistic skill checks to add uncertainty and realism to the game

I think the line is a lot clearer when the role of dice and rules in tabletop roleplaying games is correctly understood.

"Uncertainty" and "realism" are, at best, secondary to what the dice are actually doing. Even most tabletop RPGs get it wrong when they try to explain themselves – they'll talk about the rules as something to fall back on to prevent schoolyard arguments (i.e., "yes I did!/no you didn't!") from derailing the story, when in fact it's the exact opposite.

If we look at freeform roleplaying as an illustrative parallel, we see that, while newly formed groups may in fact fall to bickering when a consensus can't be reached about what ought to happen next, mature and well-established groups tend instead to fall prey to excessive consensus-seeking: the impulse to always find an outcome that isn't necessarily one which everybody at the table can be happy with, but at the very least one which everybody at the table can agree is reasonable – and that's a lot more constraining than one might think.

In this sense, the role of picking up the dice isn't to build consensus, but to break it – to allow for the possibility of outcomes which nobody at the table wanted or expected. It's the "well, this is happening now" factor that prevents the table's dynamic from ossifying into endless consensus-seeking about what reasonably ought to happen next.

Looking to the history of wargames, this is precisely the innovation they bring to the table. Early historical wargames tended to be diceless affairs which decided outcomes by deferring to the judgment of a referee or other subject matter expert, but the use of randomisers increasingly came to be favoured because referees would tend to favour the most reasonable course, precluding upsets and rendering the outcomes of entire battles a foregone conclusion. This goes all the way back to the roots of tabletop wargaming – people were literally having "rules versus rulings" arguments two hundred years ago!

(This isn't the only facet of tabletop roleplaying culture which has its roots in wargaming culure, of course. For example, you can draw a direct line from the preoccupation of early tabletop RPGs with punishing the use of out-of-character knowledge to historical wargaming's gentleperson's agreement to refrain from making decisions based on information that one's side's commanders couldn't possibly have possessed when re-creating historical battles.)

To be clear, I don't necessarily disagree that salon games could have yielded something like modern tabletop RPGs. However, first they'd have had to arrive at the paired insights that a. excessive consensus-seeking is poison to building an interesting narrative; and b. randomisers can be used to force the breaking of consensus, and historical wargames had a substantial head start because they'd figured all that out a century earlier.

[stravvberry-gal]

Toji & roleplay

minors dni, you will be blocked.

Contains: sexual content, roleplay, playful toji, technically gun play(?), hide n seek but sexy, fluff, oral (m).

Toji would rather leave the house naked than without his weapon stash. If he isn't carrying the compression cursed spirit, he at least has his trusted gun. The reliable metal fits perfectly in his hand after years of use; and now he was getting ready to use it again, chasing the pretty little burglar who broke into your shared apartment.

Well, actually, the burglar was you. And you didn't break in, you had a spare key. But hey, who is he to complain? You've given him the perfect opportunity to chase you down and make you pay for the locks you picked and electronics you stole (you didn't. but shhh).

You were being smart. He huffed in annoyance, you hid pretty well. He made sure the gun wasn't loaded and chuckled loudly, to ensure he is heard in the entirety of your house. It was quite big, he got lucky on a couple jobs and saved up for once, and now he is paying the sweet, sweet price for this, having to search for you on both floors. His enhanced senses would allow him to find you in an instant, if it wasn't for your pesky cursed technique that made you invisible to all - sight, smell, even arbitrary things like maps or satellites. So, his task was nothing short of impossible.

But that man knew you like nobody else. Your technique couldn't fool the sense of touch, either - so once he figured you'd probably hide in the closet in the corridor, he flung the door open and grabbed youfull force, pressing his gun against your head and making you reveal yourself.

"Pretty lil' thing tryin' to steal my stuff, huh?"

His voice was strong in your ear and you felt his chest vibrate with the sheer force of his words. You felt his hard-on against you, but instead of pouncing on him like you wanted to, you stayed in character.

"No, please don't kill me, sir- I promise I'll pay for.the damage!" you said, grinding subtly. He had to stifle a groan.

"And how do you intend to do that, huh? Answer or..." he pressed the gun harder and it made you whine in need. He was so mean... and so so hot for it.

And that's how you ended up on your knees, sucking the soul out of him in the living room. His gun long forgotten on the couch, his big, rough hands in your hair moving you back and forth. Oh, he was one hell of a head pusher, but you loved it, all of it.

He truthfully couldn't help himself, though. Even the tiniest glance at you caused him to want to go harder, but while the thrill of the chase worked him up, he had no intention of making anything painful for you. He smiled, and it was half wicked and half loving. Your puffy face and glossy eyes, the eagerness with which you acted out his little fantasy of chasing you around, the silliness of it all, it made him chuckle and caress your hair softly. And you made him feel so good, too; he promised to himself that he will return the favor soon. He has to take care of his lil' thief, after all.

[01zfan]

malpractice | s. es

med student!eunseok x reader | 5.6k words

everyone stay healthy our future doctors are roleplaying as physicians to fuck their roommates…this was my first roleplaying fic so anon i hope it’s to your liking!

contains: roleplaying, NO dubcon, no protection is used

eunseok and you both agreed it was a one time thing. a quick hookup, fueled by lack of human interaction and alcohol. 

the night had started normal. you shared a small break from long shadow shifts at the hospital with some of your favorite classmates. your friend group of future professionals did what anyone in your age group would do. the club was packed and the mood was high. drinks were passed around and rounds of shots were bought en masse. it was a mistake you didn’t know you were making, getting so wasted in the presence of eunseok. 

when the shots started to sting a little less the two of you started getting touchy. his hand was on the small of your back and your arm gripped his bicep. by the time the shots tasted like water you and eunseok were dry humping in a dark corner of the club. 

the music made your ribcage shake and the darkness of the club made you heady. your view of eunseok came in snatches, only visible when the lights of the club would shine on him periodically. his eyes were hooded and his movements were clumsy like yours, driven by lust but slowed by the alcohol. bodies on the dance floor bumped into the two of you, causing kisses meant for lips to land on cheeks and making you stumble into his arms. eunseok switched with you, caging you between him and a n exposed brick wall that felt rough against your back. when he looked down at you, a brief moment of sobriety hit you both. the moment of clarity was gone the second eunseok started rubbing his thumb on your bottom lip.

“let’s go back to the apartment.” eunseok said.

you nodded and followed behind him, sending a text to your friend that you and eunseok were calling it a night.

as soon as the door of your shared apartment was closed you were on top of eachother. no more moments of clarity, not even a second to think about how you two would change the dynamic of your relationship forever. instead you fucked your roommate that you told yourself you’d never fuck on couch in your communal space. you rode him until your thighs burned, then you let him return the favor by making him do all the work. you were drooling into the armrest of the couch by the time he was finished with you, only knowing his name and the feeling of his hands pressed against your body. 

you didn’t realize the gravity of the situation until you woke up the next morning. eunseok slept on the floor next to the couch with a pillow from his bed tucked underneath his head. in any other situation you would’ve teased him for sleeping on the ground, but then you remembered why. events of the night hit you the same time the hangover migraine hit, nearly knocking the breath out of you. you snuck from the couch and around eunseok’s body to close yourself in your bedroom.

since then, you had avoided eunseok completely. you didn’t sit on the couch anymore to watch television. you stay in your room now, finding ways to entertain yourself when eunseok is home. the only time you left your bed was when you heard eunseok leave the apartment or go into his room. avoiding eachother had become an unspoken acknowledgment, both of you falling into a schedule that left the communal spaces empty in shifts. your usual conversations devolved into short pleasantries. tension was like a thick fog in your apartment. both of you stayed away from the other to try and grant space. 

you knew sex with eunseok was a one time thing. so why was it that you couldn’t escape him? the memories of your night haunted you dreamscape, infiltrating the one place you had reprieve from the stress of being in eunseok’s proximity. 

the dreams started the night after. your subconscious filled in gaps your drunk mind had forgotten or glossed over. you felt eunseok’s hot breath on your neck in your sleep and his hand ghost over your neck. when you felt the experimental squeeze on your windpipe you woke up with a breathless gasp. you were drenched in sweat, looking around your room as if eunseok was in there with you.

everything only got worse after the first dream. they would start innocent, like studying with eunseok or the normal dream of you in class. the beginning would always lure you in, giving you a false sense of security. but no matter how normal or mundane the dream was it would always have eunseok in it and it would always end the same way. sometimes it would be eunseok taking you from behind on your shared couch, smacking your ass until you swore you could feel the pain in real life. sometimes it would be you on your knees, looking up to eunseok’s bobbing adam’s apple as his hand in your hair tightened. no matter what, you would always jolt yourself awake when your conscious mind realized what was happening. 

tonight was different. everything had come to a boiling point, you were dressed in your scrubs walking down the quiet ward to greet your patient. when you opened the door to the hospital room it was eunseok was on the hospital bed, whimpering about pain. you were trying to be the best nurse you knew you could be, asking him where it hurt and what his symptoms were. it was no use, the way eunseok pulled at your scrubs made that clear. you had known by now that your dreams never ended with something as simple as a diagnosis. this dream instead ended with you riding eunseok on his hospital bed while he groped every part of your body.

you no longer shot up from the bed gasping for air. when the nonsensical ridiculous dreams kept coming, you were forced to deal with it quietly. now you let your eyes open quickly to stare at whatever was in front of you as you came to. your throat was always dry now, and you had to blink to bring moisture back to your eyes. 

you blinked repeatedly trying to adjust to the darkness in your room. everything felt uncomfortable. your body was drenched in sweat, down the line of your back and underneath the covers stuffed between your legs. your clothes stuck to your sweaty body, and you could feel your underwear press to your folds each time you moved.

your clock told you it was time to go to bed, in any other case you would’ve turned around in bed and dealt with it in the morning. but the water bottle next to your bed was empty, and you needed to go to the bathroom. you considered your option, smacking your lips to try and wet your throat. when your throat still felt dry and scratchy you stretched carefully before getting up from your bed.

you nearly stumbled out of your bedroom rubbing your eyes. you didn’t want to wake yourself up too much, knowing you might struggle trying to fall asleep later. you are still out of it, making a wobbly line for the fridge. your mind was so busy thinking about your dreams that you didn’t notice eunseok sitting at the table. he took notes diligently, pausing his movements to watch you over his circular frames. you visibly tensed when you finally noticed his presence. eunseok froze the same way for a moment before going back to writing in his journal. 

you freeze in place and eunseok does the same. he waits for you to say something first, evident in the way he clears his throat.

“you’re up late.” you say.

your attempt to sound casual fails. your tone is awkward, stating the obvious as you shift on your feet. eunseok laughs quietly as he highlights something in his medical book.

“case study,” eunseok doesn’t look up from his notes. “taking longer than i thought.” he says.

he looks at his watch again before looking back at you. if you look at eunseok for too long, you start to remember details you tried to forget. it takes everything in you to turn away silently while making a beeline to your bedroom.

“what are you doing awake?” eunseok asked.

the question was rushed, falling from his lips before you could shut him out again. when you turn around you see eunseok no longer looks at his books. his highlighter and pen rest in the binding of his journal as he looks at you.

“bad dream.” you said sheepishly. 

you could see eunseok’s head tilt as he thought about something. he tapped on his book nervously, looking at you over the rim of his glasses. you stood there in between the space of your room and the kitchen foolishly, waiting for eunseok to say what was on his mind. he cleared his throat, looking to you directly.

“the walls are thin, ya know.” he said. “especially when i’m in here doing work late at night.”

that was all you needed to hear before quickly turning on your heel to walk into your room. the heat made your face feel like it was on fire when you reached for the doorknob of your bedroom.

“wait.” eunseok said behind you. 

when you looked at him you saw that he had gotten up from the table quickly. he looked to the seat on the other side of the table, the one you haven’t sat at in so long. 

“can we just talk? please?” eunseok said.

when you sat down, you found out that eunseok had heard everything. he tried taking a neutral approach, trying to save you from some of the shame. but it was unavoidable as eunseok told you he’s been hearing everything. you were nearly crying when eunseok reached an awkward hand out to pat on your shoulder. eunseok told you sincerely you didn’t have to be embarrassed, but shame still made your head hang low. eunseok didn’t stop rubbing your shoulder, but you didn’t spare a glance towards him. it wasn’t until he stopped rubbing your shoulder and cleared his throat, opening his mouth over and over again as he tried to gather what to say.

“i want to help you.” he says.

you lift your head to look at eunseok with narrowed eyes. shock has left you and was replaced with anger fueled by embarrassment. the fact that eunseok seemed to only want to throw salt on the wound made the hair rise on your neck.

“not funny eunseok.” you say.

your arms are crossed protectively as you get ready to stand up from the table. eunseok reaches towards you, a hand asking you to stop.

“i’m serious.” eunseok lets his hand rest on the table as he gathers his thoughts. “i was thinking. maybe if we did it under the guise of something else it could ease the tension.” he says.

when you realize what eunseok is hinting at you can’t stop your eyebrows from furrowing. your shocked expression mirrors eunseok, like he is also surprised he came up with such a thing.

“you mean like roleplaying?” when eunseok nods you keep talking. “like we fuck but you’re my doctor?”

“if you don’t like it. we can stop and pretend it never happened.” eunseok assures you.

you consider all your options. you think about yelling at eunseok for assuming you’d be so easy to say yes to something so ridiculous. but you also think about the dreams you’ve had, how you hhaven’t stopped thinking about eunseok since that night. if this backfired, you’ll move out and never be seen by eunseok again. you still feel a pit in your stomach at the possibility of it being awkward. you look at your roommate in his seat at the table, twiddling his thumbs as he waits for you. you’re no better, picking at your hands underneath the table.

“i feel like after…” you clear your throat and force yourself to maintain eye contact with eunseok even though your face feels like it’s on fire. “after we should have a very long conversation about what happened that night after the club.” you say matter-of-factly.

eunseok’s eyes light up and he nods his head vigorously as you stand up from the table.

“i agree completely.” he says.

eunseok still sits at the table looking up at you when you rock back and forth on your heels. every attempt you make trying to seem confident in this situation seems to fall flat. you wish you could’ve slipped into the act, a non-assuming patient that sweetly asks where to go for the examination. instead you clear your throat awkwardly and look around the space of the common area.

“my room or yours?” you ask shyly.

eunseok stands up from the table quickly, pushing in his chair slowly before walking over to you. you can see he has trouble too by the way he gestures to his room. you two are silent, you only nod before heading to eunseok’s room. you can hear him push in your chair and clothes his books, turning off the light in the common area and following behind you. before you made it through the threshold of his door, eunseok grabs your hand and holds it gently. he turns on the lamp that sits on his desk, and clears off his neatly folded pajamas that sat on his made bed with one hand. 

you stood next to eunseok’s bed and he stood beside you, your hand still in his. it was daunting, being in eunseok’s room knowing what you came in here to do. all the other times you had been in his room was to quickly look for something or peer in to ask if he wanted to order takeout. but now you were in eunseok’s room looking down at his sheets, anxiously waiting for what was going to come next.

eunseok turns to you, smile on his face as he speaks.

“should i put on my lab coat?”

with a serious voice but a smile on his face eunseok helps ease some of the tension. you laugh and shake your head, playfully hitting eunseok in his shoulder. 

eunseok squeezed your hand one last time before letting it go. you felt him come behind you, placing both of his hands gently on your elbows.

“you can lay down.” eunseok said gently.

you silently nodded your head, realizing it had started. you could feel the atmosphere change as eunseok guided you slowly to crawl on his bed. one of his hands moved to the back of your head to help you lay on the pillows gently. he was handling you slowly and carefully like glass, the complete opposite of how he held you the first time. 

eunseok stayed by your side, holding your hand as he looked down at you. you found yourself avoiding his gaze at all costs, suddenly becoming hyperaware of everything about yourself. how you were laying, how you looked from eunseok’s perspective, how tight you were holding onto his hand. you tugged on his hand to bring him down to you in an effort to level the playing field. 

when he was crouched beside the bed next to you, eunseok took in all of your features. his hand that was holding yours let go to run a slow finger on your jawline, resting on your forehead like he was checking your temperature. you held gently to his tricep, needing something to hold for comfort.

“are you comfortable?” eunseok asked.

you shake your head still anxiously picking at the sheets underneath your fingertips.

“i think. i think you need to take a closer look.” you whisper.

eunseok smiles, his hand that was on your forehead reaching down to pinch your cheek.

eunseok crawls onto the bed, slotting himself between your partially spread legs. he rests on his haunches, rubbing soothing hands up and down your calves. you focus on the tiny sound your nails make against the fabric of eunseok’s bedsheets. you can feel his eyes on you and you’re too anxious to focus your eyes in the dimly lit room to look back at him.

eunseok recognizes too much about you, the way you nervously pick at everything around you and the way you bite your lip when you’re stressed. he wants to help you, he wants to get rid of the tension that weighs down on your shoulders each time he passes by you. so eunseok does what any good doctor would do and begins his examination.

“when did the dreams start?” eunseok asks.

he’s serious, his hands reach down to your ankles to push them up the bed, forcing you to bend your legs at the knee. you try to think hard, focusing everything to get into the character of his patient. put you’re shy, too shy to look at anything but your bent knee. eunseok’s hand that comes to rest on top of your knee forces you to open your mouth.

“since that night we—i went to the club.” you stammered. 

“i see.” eunseok hums sympathetically, hand working down your knee towards your thigh, stopping where the bottom of your night shorts begin. “and what happened when you went to the club?” eunseok asks.

you clear your throat, heels digging into the mattress.

”i wont judge you.” eunseok places a chaste kiss on your knee. “what happened when you went to the club?” he asks again.

eunseok starts messing with the bottom of your shorts, going underneath the fabric to rub on your skin. his hands are soft, wedging. between your ass and the bed until you are in the palm of his hand. you squeeze your eyes shut and open them to look at the ceiling. your hand that isn’t picking at the sheets in underneath your night shirt, hand over your stomach to self-soothe.

“i had sex.” you say quietly.

eunseok hums in acknowledgment before reaching his other hand into your shorts. this hand rubs on the top of your thigh, reaching all the way up until he hits your waistband. eunseok is so close to touching you where you have been needing him the most. anticipation makes you dizzy to the point that you barely hear him.

“so the dreams started that night?” eunseok asks.

you nod your head, the words are caught in your throat when you feel eunseok bend his hand to cup your heat.

“they started that night.” you bring your hips closer to eunseok’s hand when he presses his hand against your heat. “they happen every night now.” you say.

“i see.” eunseok looks up from between your legs to try and see your face. all he can see is your head pressed into the pillows as you pinch his bedsheets between your two fingers. eunseok presses his hand against you a little more until your back arches slightly off the bed. “and what do you dream about?” he asks.

eunseok hears you hesitate for a second. you let your knees come together, almost locking eunseok’s hands in place while simultaneously keeping him away. he doesn’t want to pry, he doesn’t want to pry your legs apart to give himself better access. he waits for you to get comfortable again until you part your legs again. he’s even gentler than before, taking his hand away from your heat to hold your hand that rests on your stomach. you squeeze his hand and eunseok can hear you let out a breath. you put your hand on top of eunseok’s to slowly drag both of your hands underneath your waistband. his hand underneath your ass lifts your bottom half up slightly so he can grab at your thighs.

“my roommate.” your voice is airy, barely above a whisper as you answer eunseok’s question.

“what about your roommate?” eunseok asks.

he kneads your thighs and your sides, trying to coax anything he can out of you. eunseok wants to hear about your dreams, to see if they’re the same as his. he kisses your knee, working his way down your leg just to go right back up. from resting on his haunches eunseok can see your face clearly. he can tell his ministrations on you are relaxing, your legs wobble but they don’t close in on eachother. when eunseok grips a untouched part of your body he can see your chest raise abruptly. 

“i dream about having sex again.” when eunseok grabs the flesh at the apex of your thighs you grab a fistful of his sheets. “with him.” eunseok hums and grabs the same place. “all the time.” you ramble.

eunseok pulls both of his hands from your shorts and rubs your legs. he does it slow, trying to get you to stop looking at the ceiling to look at him. you prop yourself up on your elbows, looking at eunseok between your legs. his hands go to your waistband, hands curling underneath the elastic as he looks to you for approval.

“i’m going to take these off.” you lift your hips and eunseok begins pulling them down. “for the next part of the examination.” he says

you nod, lifting your feet off the bed when your shorts are pulled to your ankles. eunseok tosses your shorts over the bed somewhere in his room. it’s not important when you’re laid bare for eunseok. 

he’s slow at first, hands on the underside of your leg rubbing all the way down to your heat until he works his way back up to your knee again. it’s cruel, torturous almost as you squirm on his bed. you can feel all of eunseok’s fingers as he rubs your hot skin, and you can feel goosebumps prickle along your skin as anticipation builds over you.

the next time eunseok works both of his hands to your heat one of his hands splays across your stomach to hold you down softly. his other hand finds its way to your core, rubbing his fingers up and down your folds. it’s only more teasing, forcing yourself to listen to the wet sound of you on his fingertips. eunseok sweetly kisses your knee again, looking into your eyes as he does it. you bit your lip, and you fail again at maintaining eye contact when eunseok puts his finger inside of you.

you arch slightly into his hand, any attempt to go higher is stopped by eunseok’s hand on your stomach.

“try not to move during the examination.” eunseok says it playfully while he watches you squirm. 

you stop trying to swivel your hips into eunseok’s finger to follow his orders.

“okay.” you pout.

eunseok almost takes pity on you seeing how badly you want to move. he gives you another finger as consolation, and lets you scoot your ass lower on the bed to fuck yourself on his fingers. his hand on your stomach had to go to your knee to try and keep your legs apart.

“do you dream about this?” eunseok asks.

he bends his fingers as if he’s beckoning to you. your hand goes to your knee to put it over eunseok’s hand.

“yes.” you say breathlessly, nodding against the pillows.

you can see eunseok’s smirk even in his dimly lit room, and how his shirt starts jumping as he speeds his fingers up. you try to close your legs around his fingers, but his hand on your knee stops you.

“just like this?” eunseok asks.

“just like that.” you whine.

you can hear eunseok’s light laugh as he watches you get high off of him. it’s not long before you are digging your heels into the mattress and your body starts feeling hot all over. eunseok notices, he sees the way you reach behind you to press against the headboard. eunseok keeps giving it to you, moving to sit on the bed between your legs. his hand on your knee goes to your clit and starts doing revolutions.

“eunseok.” you whimper. 

eunseok looks up from your cunt to focus on your face. your eyes are wet and your legs twitch. eunseok almost bends down to kiss you, but he remembers who he’s supposed to be for you right now. so he remains stoic, lifting an eyebrow as he continues to pump his fingers into you.

“hmm?”

“i’m close.”

as soon as you utter the words, eunseok withdraws his fingers. your back is still arched off the bed and your body quickly comes down from the high that was building up. you prop yourself up on your elbows again, to see eunseok with his fingers in his mouth. he brings his hand that was rubbing revolutions on your clit to your lips, his wet hand beside your stomach as he holds himself up. you hesitate for a second before opening your mouth, letting eunseok put his fingers on your tongue.

“you taste so sweet.” eunseok looks at your bare stomach from your uplifted shirt. he puts his hand on your stomach while you continue sucking on his fingers. “so healthy.” eunseok says.

you nod and hollow your cheeks around his fingers. eunseok takes his out of your mouth and trails down your chin before desperately grabbing your clothed chest. your hand goes to his tricep, trying to encourage him to keep touching you that way. eunseok lifts up your shirt to expose more of your stomach before bending down to kiss your soft skin.

“i think i found the cure.” eunseok says between kisses. “for your problem.”

eunseok starts sucking harshly on your stomach, pulling away each time to admire his work. he blows cold air on each bruise and kisses it gently as if he’s welcoming it. you stopped trying to prop yourself on your elbows, you fully sink your body into the pillows and the mattress underneath you.

“and what’s that?” you ask breathlessly.

eunseok pulls away from your stomach, looking up at you from between your legs. his smile is wicked and you already know what he’s going to say. 

“as a professional in the medical field, i just think you need to get fucked again.” eunseok puts his fingers back inside of you, earning a moan. “don’t you agree?” he asks.

“i agree.”

eunseok takes his hands away from your body and lifts his shirt over his head with a single hand. you do the same but fumble with the end of your shirt, pulling it off your head in a rush. while eunseok works on his belt you take off your bra and then help him pull off his jeans the rest of the way. all of your clothes are thrown somewhere random in eunseok’s room, immediately once they are out of sight they are out of mind. you only care about eunseok’s dick that bobs in the space of his room and his hands that go back to your body.

he walks on his knees to slot himself in between your legs again, lowering his body until his dick rests on your stomach. it is hard and heavy against your body, you can feel and see the leaking precum come from his tip. 

“who should it be?” eunseok grabs your ankles and puts them on either side of his head. “should i call someone?” eunseok asks playfully.

he revels in the way you pathetically shake your head and how your hand reaches between your legs to grab his dick. you desperately guide him to your entrance and wiggle down the bed so you’re closer to him.

“please help me.” you are desperate, already arching off the bed when eunseok slaps your folds with his dick. “i need it.” you whimper.

eunseok splays his hand across your stomach again, and he uses his other hand to guide himself into your cunt.

“who am i to deny a patient?” eunseok says, letting his tip poke at your entrance.

when eunseok slowly sinks in, both of you are silent. you could hear the clock ticking in eunseok’s room as both of your mouths opened in silent euphoria. a week felt like a century, and being sober made you feel everything. the way your walls relaxed as eunseok slowly pushed himself all the way in, the feeling of his hips kissing yours. you almost think you’re becoming drunk off him when he pulls out slowly just to go right back in even slower. eunseok kisses your calf and wraps his hand around your legs to keep them in place.

“i dreamt about this too.” eunseok murmurs.

he watches your chest move in tandem with his thrusts, how you hold one of your breasts in your hand. he wishes he had another hand, to give the other side of your chest attention too. eunseok instead grabs your stomach, enjoying the sight of your skin peaking through the gaps in his fingers.

“feel better yet?” eunseok asks from above you. 

he knows he should be nicer, but from his point of view he can’t stop himself from becoming cocky. he sees the furrow in your eyebrows and the way you bite you lip trying so hard to be quiet while you take all of him. eunseok teases you by drawing his hips back and thrusting into you, making you put your hand on the headboard again to steady yourself. you can open your eyes only for a second before closing them. 

“come closer.” you whine. 

when you pull at eunseok’s hand on your stomach he obeys immediately. he leans forward until the backs of your knees are on his shoulders. even from the stretch you still preen your neck to kiss eunseok. your soft lips push against his and your tongue goes into his mouth with fervor. you suck on his bottom lip and eunseok lets you. the same way he admired the marks on your stomach you admire looking at his swollen and glossy lips. eunseok presses his sweaty forehead against yours and stays there, trying to see all of the faces you make for him.

you run your hands through his hair and eunseok wonders if you can see the blush across his face in this dark room. he’s focused on hitting you as deep as he can, with slow thrusts that cause you to pause and whine in his face. eunseok brings his body closer to you, letting one of your legs fall from his shoulder so he can press his chest against yours.

“faster please.” you whisper against eunseok’s lips.

he nods and brings his hips back to thrust into you at a faster pace. one of your hands holds eunseok’s that’s planted in the mattress and the other holds your thigh close to your body. eunseok is able to pick up the speed fast, and he’s unrelenting even when your breathing starts to becoming hurried and your body starts squirming underneath him.

“where do you want it?” eunseok grunts. 

he can’t bring himself to be cocky anymore. he has to focus all of his energy in his hips and waiting fro your instruction on where he can cum.

your ankle digs into his back and you lift your hips to give him a new angle. 

“inside.” you laugh against eunseok’s lips at how ridiculous you sound. “that’s how i get cured, right?” you ask.

eunseok is the one reduced to nods now. he nods against your forehead before bringing you in for a sloppy kiss. his tongue runs across your lips before ever going into your mouth, and he presses his tongue against yours to taste you. his hips rut against yours, the sound of your skin slapping against eachother fills the room. eunseok moans into your mouth and you do the same, digging your ankle deeper into his back as he hits that same spot deep inside of you again and again.

“fuck.” eunseok pulls away from your lips. he can feel himself twitching around you, and he can feel your walls close around his dick to milk him. he continues to thrust into you slower and harder now, determined to give you every last drop. “take it.” he groans.

“give it to me.” you whimper underneath him. 

your back arches as far as you can into eunseok’s chest as your legs stiffen. your hips move on their own accord, matching eunseok’s stuttering hips. you two continue to get higher and higher of eachother, until eunseok lets your other leg fall from your shoulder to pull you close. he lifts your body from the bed and pulls you onto his lap, fucking up into you as you helplessly wrap your arms around him to stabilize yourself. you are a moaning mess now, no amount of pressure you apply to your lips could keep you from holding back. eunseok is the same, grunting and moaning into your ear as his hand grips your shoulder.

he keeps you in his lap for awhile, letting his softening dick twitch inside of you while your walls still pulse. when he guides you back to the bed he’s gentle, laying his body on top of yours to still be close to you.

eunseok pulls out of you and falls on the bed next to you. the both of you look at the ceiling, coming down from your shared high. it’s eunseok who turns first to kiss your cheek, but you’re the one that grabs his hand to bring him closer to you. you can feel yourself drifting off to sleep, maybe the best sleep you’ve had in weeks. eunseok doesn’t try to keep you awake to talk, instead he pulls you close and lets his slowing heartbeat lull you to sleep.

[phas3d]

Roblox W/ Them || Slytherin Boys

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: doxxing, bullying,

contains :: draco, tom, mattheo, theodore, lorenzo

summary :: how they play roblox because no way they don't play 🐍 :: masterlist!

DRACO MALFOY

Grinds the shit out of every game he plays

He cannot enjoy a single game if he doesn't become rank 1 for at least one week

Really likes roleplay fighting games for some reason

Like Bloxy Fruit and stuff

Definitely wastes a ton of money on Robux and stupid stuff

He doesn't care that it's cheating, it lets him become #1 way faster

Doesn't really like tycoons and slow games

If he can't brag, how can he show off?

His character is SOOO try hard omfg

He definitely dresses in all black

1000% HAS RAGED AND BROKE HIS TABLE

Bought a new table after and took a break from Roblox for a week

TOM RIDDLE

Plays old people games like a grandpa

A fucking beast at Bingo

Even though it's completely luck base, he wins 9/10 times

Always has like 6+ bingo cards and can easily keep up with it

Plays tycoons every once in a while

But he likes the ones where you just press a button and it's auto built, doesn't like building stuff on his own

Like, he hates restaurant tycoon and rollercoaster tycoon

Never ever spends his money on Robux, he thinks it’s cheating

His avatar is the default one too with maybe some clothes he unlocked

Bullies the shit out of little kids on roblox for no damn reason

He could have 15 missing assignments and still find time to log on and dox some 12 year old

Whenever someone beats him at Bingo he finds their mom and dad's name and then private chat's them it

Takes everything so deep for no reason

Get this man to try weed or smth man he needs a new hobby

MATTHEO RIDDLE

This man has tried every single genre of games and has beaten almost everything

He's who Draco wants to be

Definitely spent way too much money on Robux for no reason

He has the headless stuff and almost every rare item ever

Has like 20k followers as well for some reason

Grinding never stops so he literally STOLE someone's house elf and makes the elf play Roblox all day

But the elf actually likes it and has fun playing it :) So it's cute

He ends up sharing his account with the elf and they become kinda like besties, but more so Matt sees him as a little brother

1000% like Tom he bullies little kids

He insults people's outfits, rates their little drawings and outfits super low, and straight up annoys them in any form possible

Sometimes he joins tycoons that have swords, doesn't even start his own tycoon, and just uses robux to get a sword and kill people

His daily mission is to annoy as many people as possible

Even worse is that he's not scared of getting hacked or doxxed because Tom made SURE that would never happen

Sometimes Matt even joins Tom's boring games but he leaves mid way cause he starts to fall asleep

Super fun to play with and will carry you 100%

THEODORE NOTT

This man, oh my god this man is so guilty of so much

He's one of those people who pretend to be a different gender online for benefits LOL

But not people he actually is transgender or nonbinary, but because he wants to do girly things without being judged

Always plays fashion games and WINS?!???

Even when the votes are super duper rigged, he always wins in the end

Plays a bunch of family roleplay games too as a mother of like 5 kids

Starts fake drama for fun, like favoriting one kid but ignore the other

OR he plays as a teenage girl and runs away LMAO

But his favorite game is definately Total Drama Island

This man will stay on the game for like 2 hours just to win

Super good at parkour and aim since he also plays shooting games besides Roblox, like Apex and Valorant (ewwww)

When he plays with the guys, they mock him for his girly ass avatar but he doesn't care at all

LORENZO BERKSHIRE

Likes more calm games but is up to anything

Grinds tycoons a lot, like resturant tycoon and rollarcoaster tycoon

Sometimes he plays with Mattheo but they're so different

Matt finishes his level in like 2 mintues and Enzo takes an hour

Sucks at parkour, avoids it like the plague

Super bad aim as well, literally dies first every time

He likes playing with Theo a lot more since they can vibe and play a chill game

He really likes story tell games too which is fun

LOVES the games that aren't super roblox-y which is kinda cheating

Like he used to play the old Roblox Pokemon game daily until it got shut down :(

Plays those family games too like Bloxsburg and stuff

Is actually a good kid

BUT,,, he has his name has "Enzo (17) Cute, Smart, 6 feet tall, athletic, depressed"

thank you for reading ! 🐍 :: masterlist!

[cdroloisms]

always absolutely fucking hilarious when sbiers in their self-righteous need to assert themselves as better than everyone else in the same way they've done since 2020 even when they're apparently 'out of the fandom' and consider the whole thing cringe and dead (skill issue, methinks) go all um acktually no one cared abt any of the lore except for c!sbi. like well for one thing i don't know of a c!sbi personally speaking i'd like for you to point out to me where character sleepy boys inc ever like, existed, because it certainly wasn't in any dream smp i watched like is there even a single moment where the four of them interact together alone??? and secondly, it's always reeeeeeally obvious when they mean this as a diss on The Other Side Of The Fandom (read, dream team and co) when two-thirds of the dream team just did nawt have any interest in being part of the 'main characters' in the first place and would much rather do their own thing and roleplay in ways that wouldn't get picked apart for ages on twitter dot com, and the other member of the dream team played a character so integral to the lore that even c!inniters will often name him before they name their own goddamn guy because they cannot keep his name out of their mouths (see, the meme i saw like literally just yesterday that boiled down to me, after learning the dream smp lore: i need to kill c!dream). like bro yall are c!inniters you're not fooling anyone you think that the entire story revolves around this one teenager being abused and then completely ignore the months of abuse that was shown on screen for us before exile. "c!sbi" like cmon now guys the ao3 pages are like, right there, we all know who ends up being the villain for ur sbi fanfic that has its foundations in a dynamic that literally never existed in canon.

like "no one cared about anyone's lore except for wilbur and tommy--" well yes they were in fact some of the main fucking characters. imagine someone going up to you and going "well no one cared about the lore in the star wars original trilogy except for luke and leia" like damn really?? (now imagine this same person trying to convince you that darth vader's role was unimportant, actually.) like yeah the dream smp involved a lot of separate storylines and each of those storylines might've had their own "main cast" of characters but i'm also not blind bro, the story that started at the start of the fucking server and the start of the fucking lore was ABSOLUTELY the "wilbur-dream-tommy" triangle that is, in fact, the story that the l'manburg revolution was built on and the story that remains the throughline literally until tommy and dream have their confrontation with a nuke coming down over their heads, something that the characters themselves acknowledge with the repetition of the idea of tommy and tubbo against dream. LIKE ALKJSDFKJSADF yeah bro there were main characters in the tommy-dream-wilbur story an that's also the story that people tended to be invested in in the beginning, to the point where even other self-contained stories in the dream smp absolutely referenced and emulated it (cough cough, las nevadas). like, why are we acting like it's at all groundbreaking for people to be invested in THEEE fucking story the one that first started to exist because at the time basically no one else was part of The Roleplaying Trio and then slowly got padded out and developed as the server developed more and more into the lore server?

and it's the fact that none of these people, too, would deny that they care about ex. c!schlatt in manberg, right, or c!quackity in relation to c!wilbur's deal, etc etc whatever. like breaking news you gaf about The Story as a dream smp fan wow am i supposed to be like, surprised. do you want a medal. LIKE LKJASDJF

[isa-ghost]

Everyone has doomed by the narrative, asshole, it came free with your fucking Purgatory

This post is about minecraft roleplay <- how did it break containment twice already with just over 100 notes

[anemptypuddingcup]

Say that you love it.

Portgas D. Ace x Chubby Female Reader.

Request from @iceddragonfruit

I sadly did not include the stalking aspect due to the way I wrote the story, I apologize sweetheart. I hope you’ll like this though.

Contains: !!DARK CONTENT AHEAD!! Consensual non-consent. Non-con roleplay. Breaking in. Sex in the shower. Meanie Ace. Oral (Reader receiving). Forced orgasms. Ace apologizing for being so rough afterwards. Written to make it seem like it’s not roleplay (even though it is, I promise it is). Ace legitimately thought up the entire plan of the role-play- the ending’s a little whack but…yeah. Sit back n’ relax.

He had been with you for a very long time. Being your boyfriend, Ace was always close to you considering the relationship you both had with each other. He adored how pretty you were, you were so adorable with your chubby little body. He adored how chubby you was, how his eyes could always peek at the extra fat and skin you had on your body. If you didn’t like it about yourself, Ace certainly loved it.

Though sometimes Ace he wished that he could be more to you. He wished that he could do more to you rather than receive and give a simple hug and kiss. He wanted more from you, he really wanted more of you. He craved and yearned to touch your skin, to touch and bite into you like the hungry man he was. He wanted to hear your moans and your cries, begging for him to keep going while he smooched and bit at your skin-

“Ace? Ace baby are you okay?” You call out to Ace, tapping his shoulder while he stared off into space. The tv blared brightly as the horror movie played, the sound of screams echoing throughout the living room as you both watched a poorly shot massacre on screen.

He blinks before staring down at you, realizing that he was daydreaming again. “Hm? Ah- Y-Yeah I’m fine.” He says, smiling to you. You give him a rather worrisome look, your hands cupping his face and pulling him closer to yours. A deep blush dusts his freckled face as he stares into your eyes.

“Are you sure…?” You asked him, giving him a little pout. He nods and smiles, pressing his hand against yours. “I’m fine, I’m fine. Really I’m alright.” He reassured you, nuzzling his nose against yours. You smile softly and press a smooch to his lips, your hand trailing up to his soft raven strands.

“I’ve been thinking about something baby…That’s all.” Ace continues, his eyes looking into yours. “Hm? What you’ve been thinkin’ about?” You ask him, your brows raising out of curiosity. Ace glances over and gets quiet before smiling nervously to you. “Ahh it’s nothing important, just something small baby~” He lies to you, pressing a smooch to your temple as he rested a hand to your thigh. You smile softly and shake the thought away, if it was something small it obviously wasn’t serious…right?

“Ah alright~ Well if you don’t want to watch the movie, we can always do something else~” You giggled.

Ace perks up at your words.

“Something else?” He asked, his brows raising in interest at your words and the slyness leaking in your voice. You smile and press your hands to his shoulders, bitting your soft glossy lip as you stared into his eyes. Ace’s breath hitches as he gets a grasp on your hips and slides you onto his lap, your weight against him already beginning to arouse him.

“Hah- B-Baby!~“ Ace stammered, his face turning a cherry red as you felt his hands slide up along your soft skin. You mewl out and nodded, moving your face closer to his. A heavy sigh leaves Ace and he moves in and smushes his lips against yours so suddenly. You moan out against his lips as he quickly slid his tongue past yours, hungry for your taste as he dominates your lips pretty quickly.

“Mmgh~ Oh fuck~ Your lips feel so fucking amazing~” Ace moans, his hands sliding and scratching along your back. You mewl out against him and grind your hips into his crotch, your body needy for both him and his cock.

Bzzzt.

Bzzzt.

A sudden vibration against your thigh makes you moan out and pull away from his lips, a gasp leaving both you as a string of saliva spilled from your lips. He sighs out heavily before reaching for his phone.

Fucking hell. Who could be calling him right now? And at this time of the night.

It was his little brother calling to see where he was. Ace sighs heavily before he picks up the phone, staring at you as his brows begins to furrow from anger.

You slowly slide off of his lap and his leg begins to shake from anger..

“Yes Luffy?”

“Ace! Where ya at righ’ now?”

“What do you want, I’m kinda busy. I swear if it’s something about you being hungry-“

“I’m hungry Ace, I promise I’ll pay ya back-“

Ace groans out heavily and you could see his beginning to shake even more while he gripped his phone a bit tighter.

Fuck. If only Luffy had called Sabo instead of him.

Ace hangs up the phone before Luffy could say anything else. You could tell just by his eyes that he was absolutely pissed. “A-Ace? Everything alright?” You asked him, pressing your hands to his shoulders once again. “I’ll be back.” He sighs heavily, shoving you off of him and standing up from the couch before walking out of the house without another word.

You pouted as you sat there frozen on the couch, a bit upset that he didn’t say bye or anything else. You shrugged it off and sighed as you stood up off of the couch. “Well…I guess I’ll shower…if he doesn’t come back tonight I’ll see him again tomorrow.” You huffed, walking out of the living room and leaving the tv on. You made sure to lock the door before walking down the hall, knowing Ace could probably call you if he needed to be let in.

You slowly trail down the hallway and into your bedroom to grab some pajamas and a towel before walking into the bathroom. You pull a rag from the bathroom cabinet before turning the shower on, waiting for the water to get warm.

…

Ace slowly pulls back up into the driveway, sighing out as he pressed his head up against the wheel. He was nearly there, so close to feeling your soft and warm body against his before you both finally melted into an embrace. It pissed him off so badly. Even though there were plenty more times, this was the absolute perfect time for you and him to finally get it on and have sex with each other.

It really angered him but he tried his best to calm himself down.

He steps out of the car and closes the door beside him before walking over to the front door, reaching his hand out for the knob. Wiggling it his brows raise in surprise before he grits his teeth.

You locked the goddamn door. Which made him even more upset.

He was impatient and eager to get his hands on you, and at this point he was prepared to do just about anything to get what he wants.

He slowly steps back and away from the door before turning around and walking around your home. His eyes lands on a window which happened to lead to your bedroom. He smiles slyly and removes the screen before sliding the window up. He slowly climbs in, sliding the window down behind him as he begins to perk up. The sound of the shower running made him grin even wider, his tongue trailing along his lips as he begins pulling his clothes off piece by piece staring with his hat.

Naked and with his hard cock out, he trails along the carpet as he slowly walks over to your bathroom door. He slowly turns it open, his eyes immediately landing on your beautiful body as he watched you wash and cover yourself in soapy suds.

He slowly trails in and steps into the shower with you, pressing his hands against your hips and startling you in the process.

“Ah!-“

“Baby girl…Why’d ya lock the door?”

Your body trembled as you slowly turn and look up to Ace who had more than just a harmless little smile across his face. Your body shuddered as you stepped back and away from him, your back pressing against the cold tile wall behind you and beneath the shower head.

“A-Ace- Ace baby are you okay? H-How did you even get in here?-“ You ask him nervously, stumbling and tripping over your words and fear began to overtake your body and voice

“Don’t worry about how I got in here.” He interjects, his eyes cold and piercing into your soul with his glare.

You fall silent and purse your lips, a whimper leaving you as he stepped closer to you. He presses his body up against yours, his strong arms wrapping around your cute and chubby body and buries his face deep into your neck. He groans out shakily and you held out as you felt something hot and hard against your cunt.

You quickly peer down and begin to panic, the sight of his hard dick against you making you whine out and in disbelief and displeasure. “Shh shh, calm down.” He demanded of you, his hands cupping your face and making you look up at him.

His face is what bothered you most, a sigh of insanity and yet at the same time pleasure in his eyes. He moves in closer to you and slams his lips against yours, pulling your face up closer and causing you to stand up on your tip-toes.

You gasp out and begin to struggle, your hands clawing at his sides while you tried to break from his grasp. The warmth of his tongue against your made you mewl out while at the same time whimpering. You whine out shakily into the kiss, your legs growing shaky as you struggled to keep yourself balanced on your flat feet. You feel Ace’s nails scratch against your back, pulling you closer to his body as he trails his lips away from your lips and down your neck.

“Mmh- A-Ace baby~ W-Wait p-please- hold on!” You begged, trying to push him away from you. His eyes glares up as you before he slams you against the cold tile, making you gasp out painfully. He grips your wrists with one hand and pulls them over your head, a whine leaving you as you struggled against him. “Hush baby hush~ Stop struggling. If you keep struggling I can’t make you feel good~” Ace whispers to you, giving you a sly smirk.

You legs trembled as you shuddered, struggling on your tip-toes as Ace kept you up on your feet. “I-I-I don’t want to feel good right now!” You whimper out, your lips quivering as your eyes grew soft and timid on his large frame. Ace freezes and chuckles before pressing his body up nice and tight against yours. You felt his strong chest smush your breasts, a bit of pain beginning to fade in from how tender and soft they were.

“Well baby…I want to feel good. I’ve waited for so long…too long to feel your body, to taste it, to fucking touch it the way I wanted to.”

The more Ace spoke the more your eyes widens out of fear.

“A-Ace…” You call out his name shakily, slowly turning your head away from him as hot tears pricks at your eyes. “Aw what’s wrong baby? Why’re you about to cry?” He asks, laughing and teasing you with the tone of his voice. You pout before letting out a little whimper, your arms growing a bit sore from him hold them up in the process. “Cmon baby, don’t be like that~ I just want to feel you…I want to feel you against me~” Ace huffs out, his body now shuddering against yours while he began to grow more impatient and feral.

You didn’t answer him and instead you lay there against his warm body, his hot and sticky cock between your legs and against your pussy. A gasp leaves you as you felt Ace beginning to grind his hot length along your pussy, the warmth somewhat causing you to tremble. You hear Ace sigh out heavily before he lays his head against your shoulder, his hand releasing your wrists and pressing onto the soft sides of your body.

He continued to grind his cock into your thighs, sliding his length back and forth along your clit. You whimper out and turn away from him, the pleasure causing your body to go against yourself. “A-Ace~ G-Get off-“ You gasp out, your body shuddering as he continues to grind his length along your pussy and stimulate your clitoris. “Hah~ You feel so fucking good~ Your pussy’s so warm and it’s dripping for me~” Ace sighs out, his tongue trailing across his lips as he stares down at you hungrily.

You watch as he gets down on his knees, his hands keeping you in place and up against the wall before he placed your thick thighs onto his shoulders. You push his head away as he tried to get a taste of your pussy, your hand practically gripping his hair to pull him away.

You feel him scratch against the soft skin of your thighs and you mewl out as he quickly dips his face between your thighs, his tongue sliding along your slit and making you gasp out before whining.

“N-No! NO! A-ACE- MMGH~” You shut your eyes tightly as you felt Ace suck on your clit, his tongue rolling and circling along your sensitive pearl. You whine out as you struggle to pull him away from your cunt, the feeling of his tongue pleasurable for both you and your body.

You wanted to deny it.

You had to deny it.

“So good~ So fucking good aintcha ________?” He snarls out, the sounds of his slurping your pussy making your face turn a bright red. Your toes began to curl and you move and tussle around, trying to break free of his lips and his tight grasp. He pulls away and moves your body from the wall, allowing you to try and jump out of the tub.

“Ah ah- Where you going?” He asks firmly, pulling your thigh and slamming you down against the tub floor. You yelp out painfully, feeling the pain lingering within your back as he pushed your thighs up. You yell out in painful frustration as you feel him shove his tongue past your entrance, tasting your warm pulsating walls while you begin to flail around.

“No no no- No Ace! Let go!~ Mmh!~ L-Let go!” You cry out, struggling while his strong hands kept your thighs up. You begin to huff out as you felt your orgasm growing close, your body beginning to squirm around beneath his lips.

You didn’t want this.

Fuck, you didn’t want this at all.

“A-Ace! Ace stop it! Please Ace!” You begged, a whine falling after as you whine out. Ace just chuckles into your pussy and peeks up at you, his tongue going deeper and practically kissing your g-spot. “No god no! No Ace please!” You groan out angrily yet defeatedly, your hands pushing his head away. He slaps your hand away swiftly before gripping your hips so tight that they’d hurt.

“Cum on my fucking tongue, I know you want to.” He demanded, slapping your ass in the process and making you moan out. You whimper as you continue to push him away, your back arching as you gasp out in pleasure. “I-I Ah~ I don’t wanna cum! I-I don’t want to!” You whine out, biting your bottom lip tightly as you felt your orgasm growing close. Ace chuckles before dragging his tongue along your slit repeatedly, making you whine and cry out.

“Fuck! N-No no! Oh my god!~ O-Oh god I’m c-cumming!~”

Your face scrunches up tight and your eyes cross as you feel yourself squirting out onto Ace’s tongue. Your heavy gasps leaving you as tears began to stream down your face. “Good girl, good fucking girl. Cum on my tongue baby~” Ace huffs out, suckling all the sticky sweet cum from your slit.

You whimper out and breathe heavily, very tired as your body began to grow so weak from your orgasm.

Ace licks his lips before he continues to suckle at your clit, gently yet at the same time roughly circling his tongue around your sensitive pearl. You whine out shakily as your hand reaches out for his head once again, wanting him to just finally let up and get off of you. But your attempt was meaningless as he shoved your hand away once again, making you let out a little cry.

Your thighs trembled and twitched while you squirm around beneath him. A sigh of relief finally left you as you watch Ace pull away from your cunt, his hand still tight against against your hips to prevent you from leaving. “Ace- Ace I don’t want to do this anymore-“

“Aw baby, you keep acting like you don’t want it. You don’t have to keep lying to me.”

“Dammit Ace! I don’t want this! I don’t want to keep doing this, I don’t want to fuck right now!”

Ace enjoyed your begging tone and your sad and tear-soaked expression, cupping your sticky face as his full on ignores your words. “Well you don’t have much of a choice anymore baby? So you might as well stop crying and get ready for me to pound your cute and adorable little pussy of yours~” Ace chuckles, both his face and his tone darker than before.

You squeak out and you felt his cock slide along your slit, a shaky whimper leaving you as you tried to sit yourself up. Ace pins you down against the floor of the tub, a hiss leaving him as he pressed his tip against your entrance. He slides his thumb against your clit and hums out in ecstasy, anticipating the feeling of your cunt around his hot length.

“I’m going in baby…” He whispers to you, pressing his lips up against your neck while he slowly begins to slowly slide inside of your cunt. You gasp out sharply as you felt him thrust sudden and hard into your pussy, a whine leaving you as his tip kissed your cervix a bit too deep. He groans out heavily and bites his lower lip tightly, pumping into your cunt a few times to get a better angle.

You moan out unconsciously as he begins to pound into your cunt, your hands balling up into fists as he kissed all of the right spots forcefully. “Fuck you feel so good~ Your pussy’s so fucking perfect~” Ace hisses out against you, his lips trailing along your soaking skin. “Fuck~ H-Hah!~” You gasp out as you looked into Ace’s eyes, the pleasure making your mind and pussy melt from Ace’s cock.

You mewl out heavily as he kept you pressed down into the tub, your toes curling while he shoved his cock so deep inside of your pussy. “See? Look at you moaning like my good little slut. Your pussy loves my cock so deep inside doesn’t it baby?” Ace whispers to you, teasing you and making you whine against him.

“Mmgh~ N-No i-it doesn’t!~ Ah!~” You moan out suddenly, your eyes rolling as he shoved himself deeper into your cunt. Hearing those words makes Ace more feral, his breaths heavy as his hips now slaps sloppily against yours. You whimper out and begin to squirm, the tip of his cock continuously kisses your cervix.

“Hah~ Fuck~ Your pussy is so fucking good~ You keep telling me you don’t like it but your pussy is so honest baby~ Fuck it’s so good~” Ace buries his face deep into your neck, his scruff scratching slightly against your skin and making you shiver.

You couldn’t really do anything.

All you could do was sit there and take his thick cock like his good little woman.

Complaining and crying wasn’t going to help at all.

You feel Ace move up farther against you, sitting up and gripping your thighs tightly as he proceeds to thrust deep and shallow far into of you. You couldn’t help but to moan and gasp out, hell you felt yourself growing breathless from his thrusting. “Mmgh! N-No! N-Not deeper!~” You groan out, your teeth now clenching tightly as you felt him digging against your cervix. It was to the point where you felt him pushing in past your cervix.

“Hah fuck~ I’m close baby~ I’m gonna cum inside of you~ I’m filling you up!~” Ace gasps out, his thrusts increasing in momentum. Your eyes widens as you heard those words and you felt your heart nearly fall into your stomach. “No! Ace no please!- DON’T CUM INSIDE!-“ You cry out, your body now struggling to get him off of you once again. Ace chuckles and gives you a sharp thrust making you gasp out in slight pain.

“Aww don’t be like that baby, didn’t you say you always wanted a baby?~” Ace whisper into your ear, a chuckle leaving him after. You began hyperventilating as tears pricked at your eyes. “I didn’t mean now! Please Ace don’t cum inside of me.” You whimpered to Ace, begging him to just cum outside of your pussy.

Ace wasn’t gonna listen. Why not just impregnate you now so you could be together forever?

Ace continues fucking into your pussy with full force while you whine and gasp out in pleasure and emotional pain. Your walls tighten around his cock once again, your voice growing more vocal as you felt your orgasm rushing up. “Mmgh~ Mmh! F-Fuck!~” You gasp out, tears rolling down your face as you felt yourself ready to cum on his cock. Ace smiled at your broken face before pressing his lips against yours, moaning into the kiss as his thrusts grew faster.

“Mmh~ Fuck baby~ I’m so close~” He groans out into the kiss, his brows furrowing as he his cock begins to twitch inside of you. You whine out as your walls flutter around his cock and you feel your body beginning to shudder against him. “Fuck fuck! Oh god!~” You arch your back and gasp out, squirming while you turned your head away from Ace.

Ace grabs your chin and pulls your face back towards his direction, wanting to see your cumming face while you whine out. “N-No- Mmgh! F-Fuck no!” You gasp out, sniveling while your toes began to curl once again. “Ah! N-No! A-Ace!~” You moan out heavily as your cunt spasms around his length, squirting out into his lower abdomen whine you whine out in painful pleasure. Ace laughs and mewls at your cute little face, a slight groan leaving him as he was ready to pump his seed deep inside of you.

He humps into your pussy a few more times, a few overstimulated mewls leaving your lips. “Gonna- Gonna fill you up! I-I’m gonna fill you up baby!~” Ace huffs out, his eyes rolling as his thrusts went at an immaculate pace. “A-ACE N-NO!-“ You whine out heavily as you felt his hot seed shoot deep inside of you, filling up your insides so wonderfully. Ace sighs out exhaustively as he came into your cunt, grinding his cock against your cervix just a bit to make sure.

You breathe heavily against him, your legs trembling from your orgasm. Ace heaved against you, breathing heavily and sighing out as he rested himself against your body. You whine and rub your eyes, wiping away your tears and looking down at him. Ace peeks up at you and then he looks away nervously.

“Ah…Baby? Are you alright?”

You peer up at Ace who gives you a worrisome expression. You giggled at his concern and give him a smooch to his temple. “I’m fine baby, are you?” You ask him, blinking blankly at him. He nods and hugs your tightly, pulling you close so that there wasn’t any space between you both.

“M’sorry. I think I got carried away..” He apologized, nuzzling against your skin. “It’s fine baby, I honestly enjoyed it. I didn’t expect you to be so rough though~” You giggle, your hand reaching up to his wet raven strands. He releases your legs and pulls back, a little groan leaving him as he pulls out. He watched as his cum spilled out of your pussy and you blush.

“Turn the shower off Ace-“ You tell him, struggling to sit yourself up. He pulls you up and hold on to you, pulling you close. “Why should I? We’re still dirty silly~ We might as well sit here and shower.” Ace says, looking around for the soap. You chuckle and lay your head against his chest and he looks down at you before quirking a brow.

“Hehe, I liked how you faked the phone call and break in Ace..” You giggle to him. He chuckled and rubs the back of his neck his neck, a little flush across his freckled face. “Was the phone call with Luffy believable enough?” He asked, snickering. “Yep, and the break in~ You had a house key the whole time so you really spooked me with it.” You tell him, another chuckle leaving your lips.

“I wanted to spook you~” He snickers, grabbing your washcloth and the bar of soap.

“We should do it again sometime Ace~” You giggle, sliding your hands along his skin. “Oh? So you liked the idea!?” Ace asks, a bit surprised that you somewhat enjoyed the role play. You nodded, your body close with his.

“I wouldn’t mind doing it again~” You whisper to him, his ear twitching slightly at your words. He smirks before pulling you up onto his lap, his eyes staring down into yours. “Well? Do you want to keep going? I’ll make you lose your ability to walk tomorrow baby~” Ace teases you, his hands cupping your face. You bit your bottom lip and press your hands against his shoulders, moving in close to his ear before speaking to him.

“Do it again Ace, harder than the last~”

[cloverpatches]

-- LOBOTOMY CORP ABNORMALITY CREATION GUIDE --

Hello Hello! Welcome to Niel's LobCorp Abno Explanation and Creation Guide!

When making an OC Abnormality, there are a couple specific ranges that are immensely important: Breaching Damage Output and Risk Level. While all breach kills or immense damages should be talked out first or at least notified, damage output with Abnormality presences alone and collateral lead to damage type and output being important. Damage type and severity are hard to calculate for those who haven't/can't play, so I'll be specifying amounts below.

To note, on DAMAGE TYPES:

RED is direct damage to the body of an agent. This usually refers to the types of damage that can be done with weapons or the body, and envelops most forms of harm capable by weapons in the City. Despite being common, those who deal Red damage typically have much higher output in sudden bursts and should not be underestimated. (EX. Scorched Girl, All-Around Helper, Nothing There)

WHITE is psychological damage. It attacks the psyche, usually working to petrify or take away the mind of an agent, either on purpose or not. This is usually dealt by Abnormalities that work to convince employees to stay with them or who are particularly horrifying. White Damage can take a physical form by some EGO or Abnormalities in a cloud of white, choking smoke. (EX. Happy Teddy Bear, Child of the Galaxy, Blue Star)

BLACK is supernatural weakening of the mind and body of an employee. Abnormalities with magical attacks, health hazards like slime, mucus or rot, or medical influence that causes infectious harm to those around them. This causes a piercing and increasing pain much like gathering and constricting thorns, and can cut across bodies and weaker EGO like hooked thorns. (EX. Void Dream, Snow White's Apple, The Mountain of Smiling Bodies)

PALE is the most painful and dangerous damage and it directly damages the soul of agents. There are only two Abnormalities in-game whose work deals Pale damage .. and one of those is WhiteNight. In Ruina, this is shown through the status effect Erosion. It's a gradual and near unavoidable death of all who stay around this Abnormality, beyond black's rot and erosion, by enveloping their entire essence in the Abnormality's perspective. It's comparable to having your being shifted and taken away by an external force beyond your soul or body. (EX. Judgement Bird, Servant of Wrath, WhiteNight)

If you don't know damage numbers, it's okay not to use them! Saying "a small amount, a decent amount, a high amount" is more than enough! In roleplay, it's all by estimate anyway.

Now for RISK LEVEL!

ZAYIN:

The second rarest Abnormality type and very highly valued.

These Abnormalities either portray themselves as harmless, or are completely harmless without the direct fault of the Manager's command. They are not prone to breaching without external input and cannot directly lore agents to themselves. When working, they have a low damage output and will cause harm to Agents in other ways, either by entrapment or becoming a part of their presence.

Zayin Abnos, more often than not, have an immensely beneficial effect to the employees that use them or to the facility they're contained in. This can influence stats, EGO, power generation, or regeneration.

Despite this, due to their beneficial nature, Zayin non-item abnormalities are often those who would be the most dangerous should they choose to harm the facility or if the Manager somehow breaks their typical nature to strike their ire against a target.

The death counter of their negative effects will nearly always be 1. TETH:

Any Abnormality classified as Teth instead of Zayin has earned it through their capabilities to cause harm and work types which Will set them off. Many Teth have specific work methods that allow them to stay calm however, and a Manager will be quick to prioritize those or find the consequences.

Most Teth Abnormalities aren't ranked higher due to their ability to be ignored and have predictable consequences with manageable death toll. Should their counter lower, it will either be breach or remain inside, with most having tracable breach patterns and/or will return to their own containment after a set period of time.

More often than not, Teth abnormalities will generally be friendly or try to be beneficial to those they come into contact with, only with a few exceptions. It's their attempt to be friendly, assist or help which causes the damage outside of their intent.

The death counter of their breach or effect in a typical facility will usually be 2 or above. HE:

Abnormalities classified as He have an innate existential drive to harm by default. Whether they have good intents or not, their actions and the effects of their existence can and will harm Agents. This usually comes through the Abnormality thriving and benefiting off the consumption of employees, lowering the counters of nearby Abnormalities, or causing a breach/harmful entity through the utilization of an employee.

The one factor keeping He abnormalities from being Waw is that they require direct interaction to cause harm and oftentimes are on the line of not getting out of hand when breaching.

Helpful He abnormalities will have high assistance with weighable drawbacks. Their use will be very helpful, especially in strained situations, and the use will usually outweigh the cost - no matter how high. Their assistance is measurable and won't get out of hand without the Manager actively allowing it to.

Agents are more likely to be attached to He abnormalities than any other, with the attachment being something often unregulated and beneficial to the abnormalities and agents in a symbiotic relationship.

The most complex Abnormality type. WAW:

The most common Abnormality label.

Best summarized as "You can work on/use this abnormality, but Watch Out!" and because of that, Waw abnormalities are oftentimes very predictable. They will have specific requirements when being worked with or else they'll spread from/during work, or they will breach on their own in direct response to other happenings in the corporation/neglect.

When breaching, they're actively influenced by the actions of the agents and managers to either increase their damage, their numbers, or their attack weight. Their work requirements and counters usually can't be ignored without facing consequences.

Waws that are helpful usually have immense and outweighing drawbacks if they are disrupted in any way, and will be turned against the facility tenfold. They can either instantly kill agents to take them into their own numbers or become an active antagonistic force.

Typically, if an Abnormality isn't very helpful enough to be a He but not harmful enough to be an Aleph, Waw is a loose label that can fit without being questioned. ALEPH:

Aleph are the highest energy output Abnormalities, but that's for a reason. Every work with an Aleph abnormality or every moment spent not working on them could be a day's last before a reset. Work behaviors of either a department and the surrounding ones or the whole facilities need to be changed to accommodate them.

When made, Aleph abnormalities embody the sheer loss of self-percieved humanity witnessed in their creation, leading to the embodiment of a concept far outreaching their individual existence. They are no longer human even in the slightest anymore. Those that hold even traces of human appearance are merely manipulation points used to draw others in, but upon even the slightest freedom, it's shed in the overwhelming collapse of body caused by their concepts.

These entities could destroy the city if they got loose. The Pianist, an entity which destroyed a whole district's backstreets in less than an hour, in a single song's playing, who was able to flood into the backstreets and bring in hundreds upon thousands of bodies into his own performance was a high WAW. He wasn't even an Aleph. A single mid-grade Aleph would be WORSE than The Pianist by a decent margin.

With ABNORMALITY GIFTS:

Abnormality gifts are very simple in comparison to classifications. Despite rank, many low level given gifts can be more useful than higher level gifts, as they scale with the agent rather than with the Abnormality. They embody the wavering and unstable existence of Abnormalities tying into the being of an agent. While some can be physically given, others can be formed through an agent resonating or being influenced by the Abno, quite literally taking a piece of them along.

While gifts can be removed and stored, they immediately become a part of the employee's being as soon as it's gifted as much as a piece of clothing on an Abnormality is a part of them. Agents will nearly never want to take them off or remove them unless forced. Forced removal can occasionally lead to detrimental reactions unless replaced with another.

Agents with 3 gifts or more can be considered closer to Abnormalities than humans. Main Branch agents' gift amounts would be seen as terrifying elsewhere.

High benefit gifts can usually come with consequences, as it's considered forming an agent closer into the image of the Abnormality, along with the mental and physical detriments or advantages that come with it.

Hired AGENTS:

Agents are hired through a simple criteria - reading of trauma. Through information and resources gathered from the Head, Lobotomy Corporation reads across the City to find those who have been negatively changed and transformed through their lives in the City, into trauma. People in the City aren't as likely to be traumatized by things, let alone being affected in the long run due to conditioning and mental/spiritual exhaustion through their loss of humanity and self. This is the sickness of the mind that the corporation was founded to cure. Those who can express a factor of lasting humanity, even a little, are rarer and may be selected to be hired through Hokma's City record searching.

While it provides easier link and influence by EGO into usage without direct corrosion, it's also largely for their use later in the Well. Only those with a specific mental and physical criteria can be made into Abnormalities and even less will. Thus, the hiring range is wider.

Level 5 Agents are equal to Grade 1 Fixers or Colors in combat capability.

Quick FAQ:

Q: Why aren't more Abnormalities human-looking if they represent Humanity? A: This is because of the process which creates them. Humans, half-dead or subdued, are placed into coffins nestled below the corporation, slowly stewed much like mummies in honey but instead with cogito. This slowly disperses their mind and concentrates it into their bare cognitive parts, effectively making what is called a Nameless. All Nameless together create the Well. Their concetrated, raw and City-unburdened perspectives are what allow for the perspective of any Abnormality to be made. Nameless, when selected through Hokma's record process, are injected with enough cogito and a blend of enkephalin to churn and dissolve their body from the inside out, allowing the cogito to shift their body into a shape that the Well percieves them as through the eyes of a representation of a concept. They end up deformed or with terrifying aspects, and those who are somewhat more human looking end up with aspects which show as very, very uncanny. The Well isn't human after all, but they are the very perspective and beating heart of what makes humanity into itself. Those that stay human-looking or who grasp and claw for their original humanity once injected either become failures or that becomes the embodiment of their existence as an Abnormality, such as what happened with Dr. Christopher when he became Nothing There.

Q: What makes an Abnormality containment grade? A: Their use when contained, how easy they are to keep contained, and how catastrophic the breaches can be.

Q: Can my Abnormality deal multiple types of damage? A: Yeah! Many Abnos change damage dealt between containment and when breaching. Some deal more than one- and even some Teths pull some tomfuckery out of nowhere with it. If they've got a knacker for violence, they're considered standard.

Q: What about (Random detail) with Plague Doctor? A: Plague Doctor's an outlier and should never be counted for Anything-

Q: I want to make my Abnormality cool and dangerous, and Teth/He abnormalities aren't much of either.. Should I go with Waw instead? A: Teth and He ARE very cool! They're very dangerous! They can instakill some level 5 agents, breach out of nowhere, or make a whole company panic if you're not careful! Plus, you can make them friendly and people are more likely to work with them. It's a myth that the lower the risk level, the less dangerous the abnormality - but all abnormalities are immensely dangerous and scary when not very prepared for them. Imagine Scorched Girl in a nest- huough.

You got this-! Make your freaky little beasts!

[aphroditelovesu]

kinktober 2023 masterlist || disclaimer: will obviously contain nsfw content. be aware of this.

🎃˚˖੭ I love when you're submissive, love it when I break skin, you feel pain without flinchin', so say it...🎃˚˖੭

❝day one: vampire/bloody sex with Klaus Mikaelson❞

❝day two: praise kink with Apollo❞

❝day three: breeding kink with Alexander the Great❞

❝day four: daddy kink with Elijah Mikaelson❞

❝day five: degradation with Ares❞

❝day six: bondage with Aphrodite❞

❝day seven: somnophilia with Hypnos❞

❝day eight: threesome with Apollo and Eros❞

❝day nine: overstimulation with Damon Salvatore❞

❝day ten: voyeurism with Taehyung❞

❝day eleven: shadow play with Azriel❞

❝day twelve: exhibitionism with Dionysus❞

❝day thirteen: rough sex with Tom Riddle❞

❝day fourteen: romantic sex/making love with Eros❞

❝day fifteen: first time with Jungkook❞

❝day sixteen: wax play with Daenerys Targaryen❞

❝day seventeen: roleplay with Achilles❞

❝day eighteen: public sex with Hades❞

❝day nineteen: thigh riding with Sirius Black❞

❝day twenty: lactation kink with Robb Stark❞

❝day twenty-one: edging with Ares❞

❝day twenty-two: threesome with Achilles and Patroclus❞

❝day twenty-three: wing play with Lucifer Morningstar❞

❝day twenty-four: temperature play with Daenerys Targaryen❞

❝day twenty-five: dacryphilia with Jin❞

❝day twenty-six: wedding night with Apollo❞

❝day twenty-seven: size kink with Achilles❞

❝day twenty-eight: shower sex with Poseidon❞

❝day twenty-nine: cockwarming with Anakin Skywalker❞

❝day thirty: spanking with Eros❞

❝day thirty-one: non-con/dub-con elements with Apollo❞

🎃˚˖੭ Give me tough love, leave me with nothin' when I come down, my kinda love; push me and choke me till I pass out... 🎃˚˖੭

⤷ cited song: One Of The Girls - The Weeknd, Lily-Rose Depp and Jennie.❝

❝ 🎃 — 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒍: if you want to be tagged for future updates, comment or send a DM.

⤷ tagging: @krismikaelson, @compulsiivedreamer, @legendarydefendorkitty

[triglycercule]

nightmare viewing the murder time three as little toys but more in like a little spoiled kid kinda way. because it would be funny and if you take into the account that he was like 6 before getting corrupted and do some mental loopholes it would be even funnier. like these are his dolls (killer dust and horror) and this is their barbie dreamhouse (his castle). they all have to stay in one room because nightmare needs to keep his toys in a toy box. the toys only ever come out when he wants to play but oh damn it they keep on breaking out!! silly toys,,, and then he locks them into the room again.

nightmare serves them food with plastic tea cups and plastic plates and there is no food. there is no tea. they have to imagine the food because dolls can't literally eat. there are food containers and stuff in the house but its all just a bunch of empty boxes. horror starts tweaking out after he scavenges the kitchen and finds a cereal box and milk carton that have NOTHING in it (why keep empty boxes?????)

they have to go where he wants them to go. nightmare gets to dress them up in whatever he wants because theyre his dolls they can wear anything he wants. it gets incredibly embarrassing when the trio is forced to wear pink pretty dresses and fight like that. or they have to go around the castle doing stupid fucking roleplays and it gets weird because theyre being forced to reenact a bullying scene and nightmare's giving them the death stare if they don't get it right (is this projection. this must be some form of coping mechanism dust theorizes)

and then you know nightmare's not exactly the best toy owner so he loses a few of his dolls here and there. maybe they get destroyed when he was playing a bit too rough with them! (killer dies in battle for like the 29th time) but its okay because he can just go back on down to the store (something new) and buy. wait no. steal another doll and then put it back in his dreamhouse and BOOM he has a full set again!! so sweet so cute. his dolls don't have consciousness what are you talking about theyre begging to be let go?? that's all just your imagination. what do you mean you're asking about the several slowly dying bodies with removed arms or legs in his dungeon. oh that's just where the broken but not yet destroyed toys go dw theyre fine its humane

[seasonal-skirmish]

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[hailey-dilmore-the-worm]

HAILEYS BULLET OF REVENGE

OCC: IMPORTANT PLEASE READ: THIS IS A REWRITE BECAUSE I WAS STUPID AS FUCK AND ACCIDENTALLY DELETED IT... ☹️ BUT IMA GO AND REWRITE IT ALL AGAIN... WARNING: this story contains violence, insults, verbal assault , blood, death, guns and all along the lines of that..THANK YOU. this is a continuation of my roleplay with @ethan-green-69420 , if your reading this, sorry it took so long as I said I accidentally deleted the original...]]

Orange: hailey

Red: zoey

*after her meet up with Ethan, Hailey dilmore walks through the quiet streets of Hatchet Town, the sun settings light shining through the buildings of the streets. As she walked on, Hailey remembers that she left her car back at pizza Pete's.. of course she did.. well it's too far now, she'll go pick it up tomorrow at some point.. that's if ... She's even alive by tomorrow after the course of her plan. She shakes it off, and eventually finally arrives at the apartment building. Walking through the main door and pressing the button on the elevator listening to the rumble of the elevator before it finally dings open. She walks in and presses the button to the 8th floor, watching the doors close and feeling the elevator pull her up to the floor, once again watching the doors ding open. She'd walk out the elevator and through the apartment buildings halls until she stops at her apartment door. She takes out her key and opens the door, closing it and placing her key on the key rack hung up near the front door. Placing her bag down and walking into the main room. No one but her and Zoey was home, which is perfect.. the other girls went out for a meal, Zoey would have too, but the embarrassment of loosing her voice completely during the honey queen pageant still lingers, aswell as her voice still being pretty fucked up still. She'd walk up to Zoey's room and knocks on the door entering*

"hey Zoey.. how are y-"

*before she can say anything else, shes interrupted by Zoey. Her voice rasped and croaked*

"shut up worm.. get out I don't want to talk to you right now."

"right I know that but.. I want to talk to you."

*Zoey rolls her eyes and sits up from her bed she was laying on*

"allright what is it Hailey.."

*Hailey took a deep breath and looked Zoey in the eyes with a serious stare in her eyes*

"I want you to.. to stop."

"stop..?? Hailey what the actual fuck are you on about."

"stop ... Stop blaming me for your issues, assuming it's always me that caused them-!!!! Stop using me as a door mat for yourself-! Putting me down so you can feel good about yourself-!! Insulting me and talking about me behind my back to all your freinds-!! Stop threatening to kick me out of the dorm just because I'm struggling with stomach problems-!"

*silence breaks the room.. their heartbeats the only sound, but was shortly lived as a broken choked laugh escapes Zoey's mouth, as she'd stand up and walks over to Hailey*

"your ... Your joking ... your funny!! You're having a laugh!! Right??"

"no...no I'm not joking I'm serious-! This is what I'm talking ab-"

"shut up...shut ... Up ... Hailey.. I will kick you out of this apartment.. I will end your career, I get you into those shows.. all you have is because of m-"

*Zoey was suddenly shut up by a loud echoed SLAP across the room, a seering pain surges through Zoey's face as she'd stare at Hailey in shock*

"..Zoey...I don't want YOU here anymore..I want you to leave... I'm standing up for myself and .. everyone else you've bitched at-.. lea-"

*as retaliation, in a fit of rage Zoey let out a yell of anger, thrusting her fist into Haley's face causing her to stumble back out the room. Zoey follows, wiping Hailey's blood off her knuckles*

"you... Fucking dare...I'll kill you ...you fucking.. worm..."

*Hailey stands up, spitting out a splatter of blood as she'd lunge at Zoey back. Starting a big fight between themselves. Punches and slaps throw across the room, until Hailey switches it up and wraps her hands around Zoey's neck, in an attempt to strangle her to death, Zoey in panic thrashes around, knocking stuff off the shelves and tables. And is finally able to break free as Hailey finds Zoey's knee striking her straight in the stomach, pushing her onto the floor in a winded state. Zoey gasps, catching her breath before making her way over to Hailey*

"you..you be got some nerve... Get ... Get out of my apartment..or I'll make you myself.."

*Hailey grits her teeth, so it's come to this, she reaches for the gun in her back pocket, turning the safety off*

"Zoey...I'm... So...sorry..for everything..."

"your sorry?? Your fucking sorry???? I not accepting that... After all of that-!!!!! You... Son..of a-"

*Zoey was silenced, after a flash of God awful pain struck her through the chest followed by a loud BANG. She'd look down, finding a bullet wound, right in her chest, she'd struggle to breath as she'd cough up blood, her legs trembling to the floor. Opposite of the dying zoey, Hailey stands back up for the second time, her eyes pink, and glowing whilst watching her friend struggle on the floor, breathing slowly until her breaths disappear and the life from her eyes drain away..*

"now...now who's the worm...huh...who's the worm now..!!"

*she'd bend down to check if she's still breathing, finding out she's gone, before walking over to the mirror, looking at herself in it, before taking out her phone and texting @ethan-green-69420 *

["its done...she's gone... I don't know how long the others will be before they come back so...please hurry-"]

OOC: YIPEE FINALLY I HOPE I DONT DELETE IT AGAIN....

[ihaechans]

#NCT LUVZONE

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⋆ — LEE TAEYONG

Fantasy — (M)

Over and over again. The dreams of your roommate fucking you senseless keep reoccurring and there’s nothing you can do about it…well, maybe one thing but the issue is that Taeyong is too shy and timid to even hold a conversation with you longer than two minutes.

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⋆ — LEE DONGHYUCK

Again & Again — (M)

Haechan is needy. So needy that he can’t wait until you get home to play with himself, breaking the number one rule in your book. What was supposed to be a night of innocent quality time ends in Haechan getting milked dry, begging for you to make him cum over & over again. and over again.

Your Red Lipstick — (F)

Kisses, kisses, kisses. That’s all your boyfriend wants. When you refuse to give him the one thing he craves, he won’t leave you alone, begging and begging until you give in.

Impatient — (M)

Your boyfriend Donghyuck just wants you all to himself.

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⋆ — MARK LEE જ⁀➴ Timestamps: [10:37pm]

Reminiscing — (F)

Time flies. Especially with best friend and nerdy ride-or-die Mark Lee. Reminiscing on the rooftop leads to foreign emotions and forgotten memories rising to the surface, and the obvious tension between you two can no longer be avoided.

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⋆ — JEONG JAEHYUN

Back for More — (M)

Jaehyun can’t get enough of you, and you can’t get enough of him either.

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⋆ — PARK JISUNG

Crush on You — (M)

Jisung is a little too innocent for his own good, and when he asks you to help him fix that your friendship takes a slight turn…. okay, maybe a big turn.

PT.2 "7 Days" — PT.3 "Teach Me"

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⋆ — NA JAEMIN

Midnight Driver — (M)

Fucking in the middle of no where with a man you met no more than a month ago was not something on your bucket list, but for some reason, it wasn’t something you were completely against.

Hallows Eve — (M) part of @/jenoslutie '1-800-slashers' collab

When your friend told you about 1-800-SLASHERS. You could almost laugh at her. Paying people to roleplay as characters from scary movies? Who does that? But once you found yourself calling 1-800-SLASHERS way more than you’d like to admit, even going as far as using their video call feature time and time again. You don’t think you can stop.

Smile! You're on Camera — (M)

Jaemin loves taking pictures. He loves the beautiful and captivating nature, golden sunsets, gloomy rainy days, and flower fields. The only sight that is his favorite though, is the one of his girlfriend on her knees.

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⋆ — DONG SI CHENG

Late at Night — (M)

Late-night walks around the city with your boyfriend Winwin turn out way more exciting than usual.

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⋆ — XIAO DEJUN જ⁀➴ Timestamps: [7:00pm]

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⋆ — LEE JENO

જ⁀➴ Sub Jeno thoughts...

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⌞ DRABBLES, REACTIONS, HEADCANONS⌝

⋆ — NCT 127

You trying to dom them : ✘

NCT 127 as boyfriends :  ✘

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⋆ — NCT DREAM

NCT Dream & Overstimulation : ✘

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⋆ — WAYV

Attractive things they do : ✘

[lelelenaxx]

LENA'S K1NKT0B3R

welcome to kinky season enjoy bb xx

CURRENTLY ON BREAK WILL RETURN SOON

(EACH STORY CONTAINS A P0RN LINK)

OCTOBER 1ST Ran Haitani - IMPACT PLAY - 💘

OCTOBER 2ND Takashi Mitsuya - SOMNOPHILIA - 💖

OCTOBER 3RD John Price - BONDAGE + BLINFOLDS - 🎀

OCTOBER 4TH Koshi Sugawara - ROLEPLAY - 🍬

OCTOBER 5TH Konig - SADISM - 💄

OCTOBER 6TH Abby Anderson -ICE PLAY - 💕

OCTOBER 7TH Beidou - SQUIRTING - 🧞‍♀️

OCTOBER 9TH Valeria - BLOOD PLAY - 💓

OCTOBER 11TH Yu Nishinoya - CNC - 🌸

OCTOBER 12TH Sano Manjiro - VIRGINITY

OCTOBER 13TH Tartaglia/Childe - EDGING

OCTOBER 15TH Zoro - EXHIBITIONISM

OCTOBER 17TH Sanji - STALKER

OCTOBER 18TH Kotaro Bokuto - BREEDING

OCTOBER 21ST Kenma Kozume - PEGGING

OCTOBER 22ND Ellie Williams - MIRRORS

OCTOBER 23RD Zhongli + Xiao - CUCKOLD

OCTOBER 28TH Tighnari - PET PLAY

OCTOBER 29TH Arataki Itto - ANAL

OCTOBER 30TH Kawata bros - THREESOME

OCTOBER 31ST Gangbang/threesome/fourway headcanons (Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace and Shanks) (Ellie and Abby) (Zhongli, Xiao and Baizhu)

THIS IS ME HOPEFULLY CONFIRMING THAT I WILL GET MOST OF THESE OUT + NO I AM NOT WRITING EVERYDAY OF OCTOBER, SORRY HUN XX

[incorrectbatfam]

Batfam as made-up facts

Dick: The biggest biohazard in public swimming pools isn't the kid that peed in it, but rather the body oil from all the swimmers accumulating over time. Not only is oil not neutralized by pool chemicals such as chlorine, but it also floats to the surface and is the first thing you make contact with when you jump in the water. This is why a lot of public pools ask people to shower beforehand.

Jason: Making new memories is simply the process of our brains creating and reinforcing new neural connections. Traumatic or impactful events see denser myelination in the hippocampus (brain's memory center) and it's theorized that when we die and our "life flashes before our eyes," there's more activity in those denser regions leading to more vivid images of those moments.

Tim: Klondike's Equation is one of the lesser-known unsolved mysteries in math. It's a branch of calculus that takes Olivar's Laws of four-dimensional derivatives and creates a paradoxal equation by which the right half of it cannot be fully written if the left half is unsolved, but the left half needs values from the right in order to be computed.

Damian: The oldest interactive/roleplaying game dates back to the ancient Sumerians, according to records. It consisted of a theater of clay puppets that the audience would chime in with how they should act. It was often performed at bars or taverns during holidays with stories themed around mythical deities or fables.

Duke: In 1982, Bill Watterson brought to Archie Comics a standalone concept of a child hero and a sentient animal companion. However, he was rejected in favor of the up-and-coming Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles story. After shopping around at companies and getting lots of rejections, Watterson finally found his big break with Andrews McMeel Publishing, cementing his place in comic history with the cult classic Calvin and Hobbes.

Cullen: The smallest readable book ever made is 12 nanometers long by 8 nanometers wide. It was engineered by four particle physics grad students at the University of Vienna and contains the first passage of the Bible across six microscopic pages.

Stephanie: Most aerosol cans use both oxygen and carbon dioxide as the aerosolizing agent, which is why you're told never to spray them near an open flame. However, for food (like whipped cream or spray cheese), nitrogen is used instead. This is to prevent perishable food from oxidizing and for preservation as nitrogen helps maintain a cooler inner temperature.

Cassandra: The most plausible explanation for the legendary chupacabra was proposed by a team of anthropologists in Oaxaca. Essentially, it combines the theories of mass hysteria with the existence of a similar creature that went extinct in early Mesoamerican history. As accounts of this now-extinct creature was passed down, the image of it was slowly distorted. The modern chupacabra legend likely arose in a period of mass hysteria during political and economical insecurity.

Barbara: Traditional computer programs can be broken down into a series of if-then commands by which a condition is given and the program must respond according to the parameters. However, machine learning algorithms use an expanded version of this, known colloquially as if-then-but-because-however. The "if-then" stipulates the parameters, the "but" is for modifiers, the "because" is for generating explanations (usually pulled from a database of other works unfortunately), and the "however" is for exceptions that may rise over the course of running the program.

Harper: Ambidextrous people actually struggle the most when it comes to the drums. Most drum setups and tabs (sheet music) are designed with right-handedness as a default. Left-handed people can simply flip it around it for themselves. However, ambidextrous players have been found to struggle with the asymmetry of the instrument. That's why, among professional rock drummers, only 6% are ambidextrous compared to the 18% of lefties and 76% of righties.

Carrie: Although it feels like our lungs are burning after holding our breath for a while, the sensation actually originates from our inflated diaphragm pressing against our lungs. Since there are more nerve endings around our lungs than our diaphragm, we interpret the feeling higher than where it actually occurs.

Kate: During the war of 1812, a group of nine Canadian men known as the False Damsels donned women's attire to act as spies against the Americans. Of the nine, four of them reportedly continued crossdressing after the war and one of them started going by Margaret a few months later and remained unmarried for 20 years until they moved to Portugal with an unknown courter.

Alfred: In 1757, the British government attempted to train livestock, such as cows and chickens, to spy on domestic threats (such as anti-monarchists). However, this project never took off due to a regional outbreak of avian flu combined with the takeoff of the Industrial Revolution and new inventions that rendered animal labor obsolete.

Selina: Coffees and wines contain a bitter compound called tannins, and the ability to taste them is genetically determined. Capsaicin can be seen analogously. Some people inherit a gene that allows them to detect capsaicin fully, so when they eat a pepper, all they get is the heat and little to no flavor. Conversely, others have a gene where the heat is "muted" and they can better distinguish the flavors between two spicy foods.

Bruce: There is a correlation between one's taste in food and expectation of others. According to a 2019 Harvard study, people who reported preferring more simultaneous flavors in their food were 26% harsher in an activity where they had to grade students' mock essays.