Hey, do you mind if I take the rest of your under-developed antagonist? Yeah, i just want to give her a personality outside of being mean, do you mind?
My favorite part of the BOBs being annoying is how they think it’s a “gotcha” to say bucktommy fans are “too old because they are over 30” when *checks notes* most of the characters are over 30.
With everything we learned during these past 24 hours, I hope that as the QSMP moves forward and implement the changes Quackity talked about, we, the audience can keep in mind a few things :
-Be kind and be patient with the admins, especially those in the roleplaying and writing department. Sure, some things have been frustrating as a viewer, but we know that they are very hardworking and didn’t have much control on the way some things happened.
-Listen when some communities use their voices to raise constructive criticism about issues that they think the server face. Things cannot improve if people don’t have the space to point out problems without facing hate.
I truly hope things will improve, that the admins can work in better conditions and have the efforts and love they put in the project be recognised. This can only bring positive change for everyone’s experience with the QSMP, including ccs and viewers.
Can you write some angel dust x (Fem) reader? plss 😭🙏
Angel Dust x Platonic! Fem! Reader | Headcannons
Warnings ⚠️: Cussing, Harassment, Extremely short (i’m sorry!!)
The two of you meet one day at a bar, it’s a drink-to-forget kind of night
All of a sudden some sleazy prick starts hitting on you before a spider came to your rescue
“Fuck off” The spider said,”This baby is mine, ya hear that?”
“Whatever, slut!” The man said, walking away in defeat
“Hey, you okay?” The spider said, before introducing himself as Angel Dust.
The name sounded familiar, but then you looked at the poster for a strip show, starring “Angel Dust”, then it clicked
“Yeah, Im okay. Thank you for helping me back there! that guy was a creep!”
“Tell me ‘bout it toots, I see ‘em all tha time!” He said, extending a hand towards you
That’s when your friendship immediately kicked off
Angel had invited you back to the hotel, to have somewhere safe, and to hopefully make some more friends
“And this is Husk!” Angel said
“Oh yeah, your boyfriend right?”
Okay maybe Angel had a bone to pick with you now as the two of them starting stuttering to correct you
Angel made sure to look out for you, always. You really reminded him of his sister. While normally he wouldn’t have to at the hotel, he still had to remind himself that Mr. Creepy Radio Demon still resides there
“Why hello darling! Care to…make a deal?”
“Fuck off you radio shit!”
Angel also made sure to never EVER get you anywhere near Valentino. You were not allowed to go to work with him, hell, Angel didn’t want you around the V District regardless!
Angel’s favorite activity with you, is having the both of you have a sleepover in his room
Y’know, talk shit, eat junk food, and play with fat nuggets!!
All in all though, Angel and you became really good friends very quickly, and he wouldn’t want to trade that for anything
I think too much in real life to fully let myself enjoy some activities so I'm going to live vicariously through the characters I write 🙃
He's here for pleasure. You're not under any illusion about his intentions. Sure, he'll let you snuggle up beside him afterwards, playing with the little soft curls on his chest. He'll kiss your forehead and smooth your hair and you'll laugh together about the silliest things but it's no secret that it's the sex that keeps him coming back.
Secretly, it's exactly what you need too. It works well for both of you. You get someone who has the confidence and experience to show you things you didn't even think you'd be into and you get to simply enjoy the way he gets off on pleasuring you. There's no need to feel shy around a man who's told you his secret filthy fantasies.
"What's one thing you've always wanted to do but have never had a chance to?" You probe one evening, taking your necklace off and placing it on the bedside table, well aware he's probably wearing more of your lipgloss that you are after the way he greeted you at the hotel room door.
You hop onto the bed to take your shoes off, enjoying how the mattress bounces you slightly.
He doesn't answer right away, pouring two glasses of a sweet, chilled Riesling before handing one to you. You take a sip, trying not to put him under pressure but the time he's taking to consider your question makes you even more curious.
"If I tell you, I'd like you to try it with me. So how badly do you want to know?" He stands in front of you and places the glass to his lips and in that moment, you couldn't want anything more than you want to fulfil a fantasy for him. You want to be something he's never had and offer him opportunities to enjoy your body that he might never have again.
"Tell me. We'll do it." You hardly even have to think about it.
"I'd like to lick you. All of you. Run my tongue all over your body. Find what makes you shiver. Find what makes you moan. Find the places that are so ticklish you need me to stop. I want to lick all the places you've never been licked before. If you'll let me." He really could make anything sound appealing.
Excitement fizzles in your core and a real desperation begins to build. Just being around this man makes you wet so you can't help the fact you're ready for him already.
"If that's what you want to do, I'll let you." If you're honest with yourself, you'd probably agree no matter what he asked for. You trust him enough to know he won't take you further than you're comfortable with.
~~~
You knew what you were signing up for but you didn't think it'd feel like this. Why the hell haven't you tried this before?
He's kneeling at the end of the bed, stroking his cock while his hot, wet, stiff tongue flicks gently against your asshole and there's no denying how much you're enjoying the pressure there. You couldn't hide it if you tried. You're so wet, you're practically dripping and it only spurs him on. It's intimate in a way you don't think you'll ever recover from while being one of the most erotic things you think he's ever done. There's nothing to be embarrassed about it when it's clear he's enjoying it just as much as you are. Maybe more.
The way you're gripping his hair has you wondering whether the strain on his tongue or his neck will overwhelm him first but he shows no signs of relenting. That is until he stands up, already looking delightfully over-pleasured and sinks his cock into your fluttering, neglected cunt without a word.
If he goes too fast it's all over and he knows it but he can't resist holding both of your ankles, watching you while he places open mouthed kisses to the soles of your feet, thrusting into you with slow, calculated strokes.
every few months i get a little crayzay about the russian five. and. this past addictive streak has been since jan, yet i dont have much to show fer it...