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you need to stop, because your lute stuff is making me kick my feet and fucking giggle, you MENACE

good. i hope you know who your lieutenant is now~

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”Who’s your Lieutenant?” Part 2

🩶🖤You’re Lute’s sworn rival among the exorcists, climbing the ranks and threatening Lute’s role as lieutenant… And Lute refuses to put up with that.🖤🩶

tags: smut, storyline (wow), lute x fem!exorcist!reader, top lute, dominant lute

warnings: dubious consent, oral sex, fingering, domination

The dining hall was bustling with chatter. The tables were full of the other Exorcists, chatting, gossiping, laughing. It was always a time of peace and joy here. You were sitting in the middle of a conversation with a group of exorcists when you heard the telltale stomping of Lute.

Everyone went quiet.

Lute sat down at your table.

Everyone stared.

You swallowed thickly.

Lute didn't look at anyone, just ate her food.

The table was dead silent.

Finally, one exorcist had enough of the silence and asked Lute what was wrong. You stared at them in anticipation, waiting. Waiting for her to snap. Lute looked up at the person who had spoken, and gave them the coldest smile.

"I'm feeling a little ill, that's all."

Her eyes then trailed over to you, and the rest of the exorcists at the table, and her grin grew. A grin?! Lute was never known to grin. And what was worse… She held a stare at YOU.

That stare was one of malice. Of anger. One that was directed towards only you. And it sent shivers down your spine.

And the table fell silent again.

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It was now after dinner, and you were heading back to your dorm. You closed the door behind you, as you always did, and headed to your bed, scrolling through Tumblr mindlessly.

…A knock.

You furrowed your brows, wondering who it could possibly be.

Getting up, you walked to the door and opened it, only to be met with an aggressive shove backwards and into the wall, the door slamming behind the figure that had slammed you.

“You think you can just walk off like that? All smug and cocky about a spar?” Lute snarled, her face inches from yours. You could feel her breath. You tried to shove her off, only for her to press her arm against your chest, pushing you into the wall even more. “Lute, I—“ You started, but she put her hand over your mouth firmly.

“Quiet.” She commanded. “It seems someone needs a reminder of who their commander is.” And then, her lips were pressed against yours. Your eyes widened, and you let out a muffled squeak. What the hell was she doing?!

When Lute pulled away, she licked her lips. “…Less resistance than I thought. You want this, don’t you?” Lute hissed, an evil chuckle escaping her lips as one of her hands went to squeeze your chest, hard.

“You want to be fucked like a whore for being such a cocky little bitch.” Lute grabbed you by the waist before you could respond, pinning you down to the bed and beginning to grind against you like an animal in heat.

Her lips latched to your neck, sucking harshly on the skin and leaving hickeys, her sharp teeth grazing your neck and threatening to bite down. You couldn't stop a moan from slipping out, your hands moving up to Lute's hair. Though Lute was pleased with this reaction, she didn’t show it quite yet— She wanted you screaming.

Her hands slipped to your pants, unbuckling your belt and yanking them down along with your underwear. "I should've done this a long time ago…" She muttered, pulling her own pants down.

Your hands were trembling, not sure what to do. This was all going too fast. You weren't even sure if you were ready, and your only attempt at protesting was shot down by Lute’s arm slamming into your throat, holding you firmly.

“Quiet. Or I’ll do worse.” She sneered.

With her fingers, she spread your lips and began to thrust them inside, the sudden movement eliciting a squeal from you. You could hear her chuckle in response.

She began to thrust her fingers at a brutal pace, making sure to hit every spot she could inside you. It was obvious she’d done this before, probing at all the right spots and abusing them to get you to squirm.

And oh, were you squirming. Your face was contorted in a mix of pain and pleasure, and your hands were gripping the bed sheets tightly. You were sure you were leaving scratches in them, and were trying not to let the pleasure overwhelm you. “A-Ahnnnn…!”

It was humiliating, being fucked like this. A hand on your throat, fingers pumping into your cunt like a piston, all by your lieutenant. And it felt good. Lute added another finger, and you whimpered, your legs shaking.

You could feel yourself getting closer, your toes curling and your breathing heavy. But before you could cum, she removed her fingers, leaving you panting and aching for release. “Such a whore.” Lute growled… And she began to readjust you, pulling down her pants.

“I’m a good lieutenant.” She chuckled sadistically. “So I’ll let you correct your mistake. Here’s the deal.” She growled, stripping her underwear off and forcing you on your knees as she sat on the edge of the bed.

“If you do a good job… I’ll let you cum. How’s that sound?” Lute chuckled, and grabbed your hair, pressing your face to her cunt.

You didn't have much of a choice.

Slowly, you licked at her folds, making Lute shiver and sigh. She tasted quite nice, actually… You could get used to this.

As you got a bit more confident, you pushed your tongue inside of her, your hands resting on her thighs. She was wetter than you were. Lute was moaning above you, and you felt a wave of satisfaction wash over you. You were the reason she was making those sounds.

Suddenly, Lute pushed your face in closer, forcing you to eat her out faster. She was close, and her hips were rolling in time with the flicks of your tongue.

“Fuck… That’s it…” Lute groaned, squeezing her thighs around your head to ensure no escape… And soon, your mouth overflowed with hot, steaming cum, your lieutenant forcing you to lap it all up. Panting, she looked down at you with a smug expression. You were covered in her slick, and a bit of her cum was dripping down your chin.

You swallowed thickly. She leaned down. “…Good girl.”

Ah, the fabled words. You couldn’t help but smile hazily, trembling. She had made a complete mess out of you.

Lute then sat back up, looking you up and down, as if debating what to do next. Then, she smirked. She got on her knees and forced you to lay on the bed, her lips attaching to your clit and sucking hard, her fingers finding their way into your cunt again.

You arched your back and let out a high pitched moan, gripping the sheets and biting your lip. Lute was licking at your clit feverishly, as if trying to coax your orgasm out.

What’s more, she hummed into your pussy, sending vibrations through you. A good reward for a good girl.

You couldn’t handle it any longer, and your body tensed, your thighs squeezing around Lute's head as you came hard.

When Lute felt this, she pulled her fingers out and licked them clean, chuckling.

“Now… Who’s your lieutenant?”

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”Who’s your Lieutenant?” Part 1

🩶🖤You’re Lute’s sworn rival among the exorcists, climbing the ranks and threatening Lute’s role as lieutenant… And Lute refuses to put up with that.🖤🩶

tags: smut, storyline (wow), lute x fem!exorcist!reader, top lute, dominant lute

warnings: dubious consent, oral sex, fingering, domination

“HALT!”

A screech from one of your fellow exorcists ceased the scuffle within the arena. You were sparring with the one and only Lieutenant of the exorcists: Lute. By some miracle, you had just won, your spear pressed to her neck.

Both of you huffing, other exorcists stared in awe. No one had ever dared to beat Lute in a spar. In fact, no one had even dreamed it.

You finally spoke with a smirk. “Well… Lieutenant. It seems you’ve gotten a bit rusty?”

Lute smacked your spear away with anger. “Shut your mouth. You got lucky this time.” She pulled off her mask, moving close to get up in your face.

“Next time, you won’t be so damn LUCKY.” She growled, and stormed off. You watched her throw her little fit… And couldn’t help but snicker.

Upstaging Lute had become commonplace, whether it was in spars, kill counts, or even other exorcists’ approval… But never had she gotten THIS angry at you.

Other exorcists around you snickered, some stared in awe, and some sneered.

Oh well. Lute could storm off all she wanted— It wouldn’t change the fact that your skill and power might just have been more powerful than hers.

The dorms of the exorcists were grand and ornate, marble floors glistening brightly in the light of tall glass windows.

Lute was sure she’d shatter these damn floors with how hard she was stomping. That brat… Pathetic, stupid, cocky BRAT… Beat her in a spar.

It was an embarrassment. Not only to her pride, but to her status as Lieutenant of the Exorcists. She couldn’t let her grip on this power falter due to some NOBODY girl, no…!

To say she was enraged was an understatement. Fuming, she stomped into her Lieutenant dorm and punched at her pillow like a maniac, more frustrated than she’d ever been before.

When she just didn’t have it in her to punch the pillow anymore… She flopped onto the bed and let out a groan.

She hated being humiliated. She hated it all. She hated you like Lucifer… And by God would she find a way to get back at you, regaining her control. Regaining control…

Lute looked at the bed beneath her, then gripped the sheets with a mischievous grin. It was a vile thought… But it would most definitely make you submit to her.

The clock struck four p.m., just in time for dinner prep. Lute walked out of her room humming a tiny song to herself, while you were none the wiser.

Part 2 >

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Calypso Attire⛓️

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"Meet me after"

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Pairing: fallenwings (Lute x vaggie)

CW: hair pulling, rough sex, minor praise kink

NSFW below the cut

Lute carefully dodged Vaggie's right hook, going in for a jab to the stomach, only to be yanked back by the hair. Did she just... moan..? Vaggie stared at her with a knowing smirk.

"Meet me after training" vaggie whispers, helping lute back up on shakey legs.

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As soon as the door was locked vaggie's lips were on her own, tounge and everything. Lute whimpers into the kiss, backing up till her knees hit the desk. Vaggie roughly grabs her hair and bends her over the desk.

"So, I see we've found a new kink, huh?" Vaggie teased, shoving up the skirt of lute's uniform

"Y-yea- ah- fuck- please-" Lute moans out trying to get any amount of friction against the heat growing in her core

"Please what? Use your words Lute."

"Fuck me please, please please please!"

Vaggie smiles and rubs at lute's clit, earning a loud moan from the albino infront of her.

A hand slipped under the waistband of her pants, two fingers dipping into lute's core to be met with a warm wet heat.

"Ngh- ah- vaggie- please-" lute whimpers as a third finger is added and a hand pulled at her hair. Lute moans softly at the constant pressure on her slack head. One knee placed in between her legs was more than enough to send her over the edge, humping vaggie's leg like a bitch in heat as an orgasam washed over her, her wings spread and stiff, making her see stars. When she came back to her senses Vaggie had already started using a rag to clean the mess between lute's thighs and kissing her sholders through the uniform

"You did good... now rest okay?" Vaggie mumbled into lute's ear, and lute could only nod and curl into the warmth that vaggie's wings provided.

(This is my first nsfw ever lol)

My moots who helped with the idea: @joyerisjoy @gothlute @sunshinekryze

Song while writing:

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LUTE X FEM!READER HCS???

a/n : me personally? I LOVE toxic batshit crazy lute and do NOT think she's fixable, possibly beyond repair, and I live for homophobic homosexual lute so this will reflect in the head cannons

NOT PROOFREAD !!!

TAGS : internalized homophobia, blatantly toxic behavior, SMUT, degrading kink, overstim, bruises/clawmarks, sub!reader

- FLUFFY :

despite her no homo gay bad internalized thoughts, she's very possessive in public, even going as far to use her wings to pull you away from anybody trying to hit on you. Sometimes, just from people speaking to you.

She subconsciously tucks your hair behind your ear or fixes your clothes when they're wrinkled, noticing small things in quick glances.

you're the only person that could convince her to buy actual clothes, as literally the only thing in her closet is 10 separate pairs of her uniform.

Her actual normal people clothes consist of tight t-shirts or crop tops with phrases like "I don't gaslight you're crazy" with sweatpants.

She constantly claims she "hates" pet names and thinks they're cringey but sometimes "baby" or "babe" just slips out.

^ if pointed out, she would immediately get embarrassed and turn BRIGHT red, attempting to shove her wings down as they flap.

main love language is quality time by a landslide. she just likes being around you, and grows moody if she's away from you for too long (which is a day or two).

she rambles a lot during your quality time, usually consisting of complaining or just shit-talking about whoever ticked her off through the day.

- ANGSTY :

She'll often have flashbacks of Adam's smile before he passed and will shake herself awake, unable to fall asleep for the rest of the night. She'll sit up in the fetal position and wrap herself within her wings, blocking herself away from you.

She refuses to refer to you as her "girlfriend" in public, referring to you as a roommate at most. She doesn't give an explanation, calling it a boundary rather than an internal issue she has to actually work through.

She overreacts frequently, taking things out of context or just blatantly ignoring attempts at explaining things to fit her own narrative. She'll yell and just grow silent, shoving you off for hours before apologizing with an action or service of some sort. (pulling you close with her wings, cooking for you, ect.)

She holds affection over your head, withholding it during arguments until you agree with her, or just give up entirely. It's a power trip, making her feel powerful and wanted at the same time, inflating her already massive ego.

- SMUTTY :

She usually initiates sex, pinning you to the nearest surface and going right for any exposed skin. Despite not wanting anyone to know you're dating, she leaves dark bruises and bites in the most obvious places, leaving you with the work of either covering them up or explaining them away.

She loves teasing or taunting you with both her hands and her words, purposely ripping off your clothes just to rub soft circles over your skin while whispering into your ear with a cocky smirk, "Oh, you want me to what? Could you be a little louder?"

She doesn't have a preference when it comes to tits or ass, as she's equally rough with both of them. Bruising and twisting your nipples and blatantly slapping or grabbing onto your ass, leaving hand marks.

Adding on, she refers to the lewdest parts of your body as "hers". She'll make you look her in the eyes either with her fingers or her strap inside you, teasingly tilting her head to the side with a shit-eating grin, "Who owns your pretty fuckin' pussy?"

Her favorite thing to do in bed, by far, is ruin you with her strap. Pinning your hands above your head with her other hand (prosthetic arm?) around your neck, pounding into you at a merciless pace. She loves taunting you in such a vulnerable state, her grip on your neck moving to your chin as she squeezes your face, "what's wrong? can't fuckin' take it?"

On nights she's really riled up, she won't stop until your in tears, seeming to find satisfaction from how far she can push you. Plus, it gives her more ammo for dirty talk, "fuck, are you crying? Can't fuckin' handle how good I'm fucking you, hm?"

Her distain for pet names doesn't go away in the bedroom, but she will slip in a "slut" or "bitch" when her ego's at it's peak.

She has a high sex drive once she gets going, being able to go all night before holding you close to sleep, her wings completely covering you both as you both attempt to regain your strength.

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a/n : ignore how much longer the smut hcs are compared to the others my brain just kept going it's not my fault I'm the victim here

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PLEASE GOD DO LUTE FUCKING US ON HER STRAP OMG THAT HEADCANNON HAD ME FROTHING AT THE MOUTH AND SHOCKED FOR FIVE MINUTES…

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៸៸ ﹟ ‘TAKE IT ALL!’ LUTE X FEM!READER

pairing. Lute x Fem!Reader

warnings. drabble, girlxgirl, strap on, mention of oral sex, degradation with praise if you squint, rough, drool, established relationship, light pussy smacking, mascara running down reader’s face, porn without plot

author’s note. yeah this has been on my mind nonstop, please eat this up. thank you for the request! enjoy sinners.

⛧ MASTERLIST

— LUTE HAS ALWAYS BEEN THE TYPE TO EXPLORE AND USE TOYS IN THE BEDROOM. She never shied away from new things and almost always wanted to try everything at least once. That being said, you had bought her a strap on to use on you one time just to spice things up for shits and giggles. But that one time turned in two, then three, then almost every other day Lute was positively shoving the thick silicone dick inside you. It gave her such a power trip and she couldn’t help it. The way your pussy was soaking her thighs with your arousal as she shoved the huge cock inside you painfully slow made her go absolutely feral. Inch by inch, she was stuffing you so full that you couldn’t help but become a drooling blabbering mess as you tried to take it all like a champ.

“Such a slutty little pussy, I haven’t even put it all in and yet you’re clenching around it like you want to cum,” Lute would tease you, her degrading words only making you impossibly more wet than you already are, “That’s a good girl, take it.”

You whimpered, biting down on your bottom lip as you tried to ignore the ache in your muscles from Lute putting you into a deep mating press against the mattress, you were sure your legs were going to fall asleep any minute now, “I-It’s so deep..! Please..Lute, I-I can’t..!”

Lute would ignore your cries, moving her hips back only to snap them forward harshly. The sound of slick skin slapping against skin filled the room and the cock that she was fucking you with was stretching you so wide that you for sure were seeing stars. Your eyes were nearly rolling back into your head as Lute continued the assault on your swollen pussy, giving out a mocking laugh as she brings her thumb down to your clit, rubbing it in rough circles before giving it a light smack that had you shivering from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Now be a good girl, mmm? And cum on my cock.” Lute would get such a power trip from fucking you with the big silver silicone dick. Although she was a rough dom at times she wanted nothing more than to see you sob from the pleasure she was giving you. The sight alone from your fucked out face and running mascara made her pussy wet and ache for you even more, after she was done fucking you senseless she’d happily use your tongue to reach her own orgasm.

© POPAMOLLY 2024 all fanfics belong to me, do not copy, translate, or repost on any other social media.

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art majors: i had to do this line drill so many times my hand cant bend backwards anymore also i have a chronic migraine

psych majors: there are five million different neurons i have to remember and i dont think i have any of them because i’d at least remember one

business majors: what do we say when graph go up?

unanimous chanting: GOOD!!!!!!!!!

the universal college experience, no matter your major, is learning how remarkably fucked everything is. except business majors theyre having a great time learning to do basic arithmetic and and staring at that one supply and demand graph where the line goes up

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“Delicious.” (Rosie x Reader)

Summary: Your blood looks absolutely delicious to Rosie, and she just can’t resist taking a bite… Or two.

Tags: Biting, neck biting, slightly suggestive, female!reader, Rosie being soft, tiny bit of Alastor at the start, blood, lightheadedness, cannibal stuff :3

The parlor Rosie had invited you to was crowded— Almost uncomfortably so. As you made your way through the crowd, you finally caught sight of Rosie and Alastor talking over tea.

Rosie’s hollow eyes locked with yours and she grinned wide, waving you over. “Oh, darling! You’re just in time!” Rosie said happily. Alastor nodded his head at you as you were served a cup of tea.

“Is this where you usually spend your days, Rosie?” You asked curiously. “Oh, no. I was just visiting with an old friend, Alastor!”

You looked at the radio demon up and down. “Charmed, as always, Rosie. I really best be going, though.” Alastor got up with his ever-eerie smile on his face.

As he got up, though, he bumped the table a bit— As such, your teacup wobbled and fell to the ground, shattering with a Plink!

“Oh, goodness Al, you little klutz!” Rosie teased, and Alastor chuckled as he went to pick up the pieces. “Ah! Forgive me, ladies…”

“Don’t worry about it! I can clean it.” You said happily. After all, he seemed to have important business to get to.

Alastor nodded and gave you a curt “Thank you,” waving at Rosie as he waltzed out humming a tune. Meanwhile, Rosie gave you a look of absolute endearment as she watched you clean. “Oh, darling, thank you. That little rascal can be so messy sometimes, but he never forgets his manners.”

You smiled and looked up at Rosie. “Awe, it’s no proble—“

“Ah!”

One of the shards had spliced your finger a bit, drawing a thin prickle of blood down your palm.

Rosie’s eyes widened. Even the tiny trickle of blood you drew had an acute smell to Rosie’s refined cannibal senses, and the scent of your blood… Well… It was absolutely divine. Her eyes scanned your form with a sudden hunger for you.

“Rosie, do you have a bandage?” You asked, holding up your palm, oblivious to the situation at hand.

“O-Oh!” Rosie said, her face flushing a bit. “Aha—! Yes, darling, of course…” Her eyelids lowered in a plotting, hungry stare. “Come along.”

You’d arrived at Rosie’s quaint little cottage in the middle of cannibal town, where she led you inside smiling all the way. “Right this way.” Rosie grinned toothily at you, chuckling a bit.

She motioned for you to sit down at the dinner table, where you obliged with ease. You looked around a bit cautiously. “You have a bandage…?”

Rosie chuckled as she sat down next to you, grabbing your wrist and raising your hand to her lips. “Not exactly…” She purred, her voice low and sultry.

She ran her tongue lightly along your palm, making you gasp and tense up.

“Ooh…” She said, chuckling a bit. “My dear… You’re absolutely delicious…” She wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you onto her lap as she sat.

“Rosie…” You said softly, almost in a moan.

“Shhhhh, my love…” She lapped up the blood on your hand once more, savoring its taste as she leaned into your neck.

“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t bite…” She snickered, her lips barely brushing against your neck. 

“So… I’ll say that I won’t bite… Too much. I just can’t resist you.” She purred, one of her hands tracing up your back to run through your hair… The other on your thigh, holding you firmly on her lap.

She kissed and licked at your neck, trying to hold back her hunger but soon throwing the idea of restraint away altogether, nipping at your neck with her razor sharp teeth.

“Ah— Rosie—!” You squeaked out, squirming a bit in her grasp. She chuckled a bit, taking pleasure in making you squeal. 

“Mmm… What a good meal for me…” She said, sighing contentedly as she lapped at the trickles of blood running down your neck. “I can’t believe no other cannibal has taken advantage of you…”

She moved to the other side of your neck, her voice becoming almost a growl. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you…” She sunk her teeth into your neck in a hungry bite, making you yelp as she kissed and licked the blood drawing from you. “Mmm…”

You started to get lightheaded from the amount that Rosie had bitten, sucked, and kissed your neck. Your body melted into hers as you sat on her lap, trembling from being a delicious feast for the cannibal overlord.

She didn’t stop there, either. Her hunger seemed only to grow as she pulled aside the collar of your shirt, nipping at the skin on your collarbone and shoulders, making you wonder what she’d do with full access to you…

After a while, she pulled away, both of you huffing. You let out a small whine of pain as your neck and the areas around it burned with bite marks and hickeys galore.

“Oh, darling…” Rosie chuckled, stroking your face lovingly. “Did I go too far?”

“Not at all…” You responded hazily. You were just happy to be her favorite meal.

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“Delicious.” (Rosie x Reader)

Summary: Your blood looks absolutely delicious to Rosie, and she just can’t resist taking a bite… Or two.

Tags: Biting, neck biting, slightly suggestive, female!reader, Rosie being soft, tiny bit of Alastor at the start, blood, lightheadedness, cannibal stuff :3

The parlor Rosie had invited you to was crowded— Almost uncomfortably so. As you made your way through the crowd, you finally caught sight of Rosie and Alastor talking over tea.

Rosie’s hollow eyes locked with yours and she grinned wide, waving you over. “Oh, darling! You’re just in time!” Rosie said happily. Alastor nodded his head at you as you were served a cup of tea.

“Is this where you usually spend your days, Rosie?” You asked curiously. “Oh, no. I was just visiting with an old friend, Alastor!”

You looked at the radio demon up and down. “Charmed, as always, Rosie. I really best be going, though.” Alastor got up with his ever-eerie smile on his face.

As he got up, though, he bumped the table a bit— As such, your teacup wobbled and fell to the ground, shattering with a Plink!

“Oh, goodness Al, you little klutz!” Rosie teased, and Alastor chuckled as he went to pick up the pieces. “Ah! Forgive me, ladies…”

“Don’t worry about it! I can clean it.” You said happily. After all, he seemed to have important business to get to.

Alastor nodded and gave you a curt “Thank you,” waving at Rosie as he waltzed out humming a tune. Meanwhile, Rosie gave you a look of absolute endearment as she watched you clean. “Oh, darling, thank you. That little rascal can be so messy sometimes, but he never forgets his manners.”

You smiled and looked up at Rosie. “Awe, it’s no proble—“

“Ah!”

One of the shards had spliced your finger a bit, drawing a thin prickle of blood down your palm.

Rosie’s eyes widened. Even the tiny trickle of blood you drew had an acute smell to Rosie’s refined cannibal senses, and the scent of your blood… Well… It was absolutely divine. Her eyes scanned your form with a sudden hunger for you.

“Rosie, do you have a bandage?” You asked, holding up your palm, oblivious to the situation at hand.

“O-Oh!” Rosie said, her face flushing a bit. “Aha—! Yes, darling, of course…” Her eyelids lowered in a plotting, hungry stare. “Come along.”

You’d arrived at Rosie’s quaint little cottage in the middle of cannibal town, where she led you inside smiling all the way. “Right this way.” Rosie grinned toothily at you, chuckling a bit.

She motioned for you to sit down at the dinner table, where you obliged with ease. You looked around a bit cautiously. “You have a bandage…?”

Rosie chuckled as she sat down next to you, grabbing your wrist and raising your hand to her lips. “Not exactly…” She purred, her voice low and sultry.

She ran her tongue lightly along your palm, making you gasp and tense up.

“Ooh…” She said, chuckling a bit. “My dear… You’re absolutely delicious…” She wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you onto her lap as she sat.

“Rosie…” You said softly, almost in a moan.

“Shhhhh, my love…” She lapped up the blood on your hand once more, savoring its taste as she leaned into your neck.

“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t bite…” She snickered, her lips barely brushing against your neck. 

“So… I’ll say that I won’t bite… Too much. I just can’t resist you.” She purred, one of her hands tracing up your back to run through your hair… The other on your thigh, holding you firmly on her lap.

She kissed and licked at your neck, trying to hold back her hunger but soon throwing the idea of restraint away altogether, nipping at your neck with her razor sharp teeth.

“Ah— Rosie—!” You squeaked out, squirming a bit in her grasp. She chuckled a bit, taking pleasure in making you squeal. 

“Mmm… What a good meal for me…” She said, sighing contentedly as she lapped at the trickles of blood running down your neck. “I can’t believe no other cannibal has taken advantage of you…”

She moved to the other side of your neck, her voice becoming almost a growl. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you…” She sunk her teeth into your neck in a hungry bite, making you yelp as she kissed and licked the blood drawing from you. “Mmm…”

You started to get lightheaded from the amount that Rosie had bitten, sucked, and kissed your neck. Your body melted into hers as you sat on her lap, trembling from being a delicious feast for the cannibal overlord.

She didn’t stop there, either. Her hunger seemed only to grow as she pulled aside the collar of your shirt, nipping at the skin on your collarbone and shoulders, making you wonder what she’d do with full access to you…

After a while, she pulled away, both of you huffing. You let out a small whine of pain as your neck and the areas around it burned with bite marks and hickeys galore.

“Oh, darling…” Rosie chuckled, stroking your face lovingly. “Did I go too far?”

“Not at all…” You responded hazily. You were just happy to be her favorite meal.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel fandom #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin hotel cannibal #fanfic #fanfiction #first fic yippee!! #i really love rosie #i think shed be the softest dom there is ❤️🥺

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[lynxamine]

This post sparked something within me LMAO.

The gem of Emilute people are missing is the notion that Lute can remain a Bastard (comedically spun by Emily’s kindhearted nature.) Observe my yuri fuckery:

• To preface, this would be 8-9 months after Adam’s death, and I would assume the court would put her on some sort of break from exterminations (much to her bloodlust’s dismay.) Grumbling around after losing Adam (but the wound’s not too fresh) she’s getting a feeling she’s not really felt before.

• Lute finds that “Ew, it’s loneliness. I’m going to suppress it as long as possible.”

• Proceeds to have a manic breakdown

• Somehow Emily gets to her and brings her down from it. Cue the start of the feelings.

•Lute’s literally made to be a ruthless killing machine. She doesn’t know how to go about these dumb “dates” or “romantic gesture” stuff, so she reads some wikihow article on how to date. She’s extremely methodical about this and if anything goes wrong she would consider it ‘ruined.’

• The biggest thing she got was “Take woman. Make woman eat. Walk woman home.” Being a solider, she takes this extremely literally.

• Idiot exorcist thinks “Well, I don’t have anything better to do now that Adam’s gone. Maybe I should give this dating thing a try.”

• Literally goes to Emily’s quarters and throws her over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes

• Carries her into the restaurant and feeds her every bite (She read that this was a romantic gesture. If Emily tries to feed herself, it’s ‘ruining’ the date, so she slaps the fork out of the poor seraph’s hand.)

• Carries her home (again, in the same unflattering way draping her over her shoulder like a towel)

• Meanwhile Emily realizes this is a show of affection for Lute… Albeit done poorly, because Lute wouldn’t tell her where they were going at first and she was kinda scared…

• Don’t get me started on how possessive she would be in the later stages of the relationship. She would be like a guard dog on crack.

• You know the art by @carpp where Emily has her on a leash? Yeah, so that’s daily

• Lute is just as violent and bloodthirsty as she was before she got with Emily. Like, this bitch cannot be fixed. She can be… Tweaked at maximum

• You can take the Lute out the exorcist but you can’t take the exorcist out the Lute

• Emily complained about Sera once and Lute took it as an invitation to scream at Sera like a rabid dog for “hurting Emily” (She didn’t attack solely because she knew she’d get kicked out)

• Not a good idea

• Emily gushed about Charlie once and she took it as Charlie was taking Emily’s attention away. Again, an invitation to assault

• Also not a good idea

• Infact when Emily mentions any name to Lute… She’s learned to clarify to her that it does NOT mean “go attack them” (Lute usually doesn’t listen)

• Similarly, if Emily’s name is in anyone’s mouth in any sort of negative light they were never seen again

• Lute does not understand the concept of pacifism. It’s entirely lost on her.

• Emily does not understand the concept of needless bloodlust and sadism.

This is peak yuri. Don’t soften Lute, don’t harden Emily… Just let them accept each other as they are because it’s fucking hilarious. Yap sesh over 👽

Emilute is cute, but tbh I kinda wanna see Lute get worse

#hazbin hotel #hellaverse #hazbin hotel emily #hazbin hotel lute #emilute #lute #emily x lute #lute x emily #hazbin hotel ship #hazbin hotel fandom #fanfiction #fanfic #hcs #hazbin hcs #kinda? #i just got in the mood to yap about yuri #let lute learn Nothing from Anyone please #let her be aro bisexual/lesbian 😻

[lynxamine]

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[lynxamine]

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I’m Lynxamine! I’m a writer, she/her lesbian!

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Lute x Reader (Smut, possible fluff?)

Roo x Reader (Smut)

Sera x Lilith HCs (SFW and NSFW)

[DNI]

Under 16 (or legal AOC in your country) men who seek to fetishize, trolls.

[WELCOME!]

Other writers, adults, fandom junkies and LGBTQ+ friends! This is a safe space for ALL IDENTITIES! 🧡

[WHAT I WILL WRITE]

Fluff, smut, HCs, x reader or x character (all genders) masc!female!reader or transfem!reader are all welcome! As for kinks, tentacles and marathon sex are my favorite, but I’m open to other suggestions too! Slight gore and knifeplay is fine.

[WHAT I WON’T WRITE]

Anything involving minors (even platonic) but aged-up is okay in some circumstances. Anything with extreme gore or death. NO Gunplay— Trauma boundary.

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[lynxamine]

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