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Needy charles isn’t something I knew I needed, but now I have it I need more lmao.

Also, Charles with a vibe. That’s it.

Charles would he SUCH a brat! Istg, he'd be so needy, so whiny, rubbing against his wife.

Under the cut obviously.

Like,,,,

"Pleeeeease, I'll be a good boy! I just need your pussy, love!" Whining, crying, tears in his eyes as he whimpers and writhes against his vibe.

"Do you deserve it, though?" Smirking, her legs squeezed tight together. "Or do you just wanna hump, Chaton? Hm, is your cock all heavy and achey for me?"

He nods, trying ever so hard to not touch his cock.

Finally, Mira sighs and spreads her legs, pushing her skirt up so Charles can eat her pussy out. And he'll probably cum just from doing that.

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #sex mention #chira #marles #charles #oc: charles #oc: mira #mira

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What was Octavian’s best sexual experience with a man?

Has anyone ever left him with his legs shaking, bred and filled with sticky cum? Or maybe he’s left someone like that (maybe minus the breeding part…)?

Uhhh, once when he was like 24, he hooked up with this guy and he fucked his brains til he felt like jelly.

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #octavian #octavian windroe #offenderman #un osha compliance

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ao3 writers staring at their inboxes 0.2 seconds after posting a new fic

#like legit #im providing u guys w something amazing #n all im lookin for is a lil `this made me nut` or smth

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Hey, so uh... I wrote a bit of a longer version of the Ciero sweater arc and posted it on the book...

Under the cut. Do not read if under the age of 18.

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #sex tw #un osha compliance #ciero #splenderman #oc: patrick #soft yellow hearts #fanfic #sex mention

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Oh my God, imagine Patrick learns about his sweater fucking Ciero, and begins a tense rivalry between sweater and future star. He’s so ready to burn that thing, but stops when Ciero speaks up saying something like “Don’t burn it. Show it who I belong to.” Patrick makes sure the sweater has a front-row seat as he pounds Ciero’s brains out and marks her up so pretty.

...anon, you don't know what you just inspired. I am kissing you on the mouth rn.

(Also inspired by this song! It's really good, ngl-!)

Contains sexual content. Do not read if under the age of 18, or if that makes you uncomfortable.

"...what?" Patrick asked, raising a brow.

"...you heard me," Ciero squeaked.

He smirked.

"Actually, 'Ro," he teased. "I don't think I did."

He gently wrapped his arms around his boyfriend.

"Because it sounds like… you dreamed of my favourite sweater fucking your brains out," he scoffed. "But that can't be fucking true, can it? Because look-!"

He held the sweater up, showing it to them.

"...this thing doesn't have a cock. It doesn't have fingers. It can't fuck you."

Patrick rested his head on her shoulder.

"...unlike me."

His hand slid to Ciero's jeans.

Ciero whined, rocking his hips.

"P-please," he whimpered.

Patrick smirked.

"Please, what, mi traido?" Patrick asked, purring.

Ciero whined. 

"Fuck me-!" He begged. "Fuck me good, baby."

He heard Patrick's deep chuckle rumble in his chest.

"Ohohoh," Patrick laughed. "Y'want me to fuck you? And not this piece of fabric?"

Ciero nodded, blushing furiously.

"Pleeease, baby," he whined, grinding his ass against Patrick's hips for good measure.

Patrick groaned, feeling himself get hard.

…fuck.

He slid out from under Ciero, letting her flop back down onto her mattress with a giggle.

He flung the sweater onto the chair.

"Stay right there-!" He pointed at the sweater.

Ciero giggled, rolling her eyes at her boyfriend.

"What?" Patrick asked, scoffing. 

"Sweetheart-!"

"That sweater made a cuckold of me, baby," Patrick snorted. "I'm just… showing it who you belong to."

Ciero smiled up at him lovingly, shaking her head.

"Really?" She quirked a brow.

"It's either this, or I burn it." He whispered, growling into her neck. "...and we both know I look too damn fine in that thing to do it."

Ciero chuckled.

"Alright, baby," she cooed. "Show that sweater who's in charge."

Patrick grinned.

"With pleasure, mami," Patrick grinned.

He trapped Ciero under one hand grasping the headboard, while the other clutched the pillow.

"Chito," Patrick hissed, pressing his lips snugly against Ciero's.

Ciero obliged, kissing her boyfriend back. She tugged on his curls.

The two slowly started grinding, feeling each other grow painfully hard in their jeans.

"Mhhh, fuck…" Patrick hissed, dragging himself away from his boyfriend's lips. "God damn, 'Ro, you're so fine."

Ciero chuckled.

"You're not too bad yourself, Pat." 

Patrick undid his belt, sliding his jeans off quickly and discarding them on the floor. He unbuttoned Ciero's shorts and helped her discard them, both of their boxers following suit.

Patrick's lips found themselves back on hers, steadying himself with a hand on the headboard.

His hips rocked lazily against Ciero's, grinding together toet them make the most gorgeous sounds.

The dull thump, thump, thump of the bed was a constant reminder of how badly they needed each other.

Patrick felt his cock ache.

He needed to fuck Ciero.

Badly

And from how flushed Ciero looked, it appeared that he needed the same. 

"You want me to fuck your tight little hole, Princessa?" Patrick teased, holding her knee.

Ciero bit her lip. He nodded.

"Yes, baby-! Need you to make me feel good-!" She whined. "So good…"

Patrick chuckled.

"There's my good boy…" he whispered. "Lube still in the same drawer?"

Ciero nodded, spreading her legs in excitement. Patrick shoved his hand into the drawer, grabbing the familiar bottle. 

He opened it, sliding some of the familiar clear liquid over his cock - and rubbing some over her hole. 

"Good girl," Patrick whispered, seeing how she moved against him.

Ciero blushed.

"So receptive for me, mami," he purred.

Ciero loved how he sounded when he said… anything in Spanish, really…

He squeezed her ass, groping her plump rear.

"Good girl, good girl…" he whispered.

His cock head barely entered her, pressing against her hole. 

She whimpered, legs trembling in anticipation.

Patrick slid in further.

"Ah-!" She yelped.

Patrick froze.

"Baby, you okay?" He asked, eyes wide with concern.

Ciero nodded.

"You're just… really fucking big…" He whimpered.

Patrick chuckled.

"Really, mami?" Patrick purred.

Ciero nodded, cheeks flushed a pretty pink.

He smiled down at Ciero.

"I know baby…" He whispered, peppering kisses down Ciero's neck. "...but you've taken me before. We fucking know it fits."

His hips slowly rocked, sliding himself further inside of Ciero's ass.

Ciero whimpered, grabbing Patrick's shoulders tightly. Patrick hissed. He felt her nails dig in.

…but that really only spurred him on further.

He slowly picked up his pace.

In…

Out…

He kissed Ciero's cheek.

In…

Out…

Her lips.

In…

Out…

In, out…

In, out…

In, out, in, out…

"Doing such a good job, taking me like this-!" He moaned.

They'd started a steady rhythm. One that had Ciero's eyes watering with pleasure.

"Ah-! Mhh-! Fuuuck…" Ciero groaned. "Patriiiiick-!" 

Patrick chuckled, kissing her gently.

"Don't worry, baby, it's just me and you…" he growled, slowly sliding inside of her again.

Ciero whined. She wrapped her hand around her cock, jerking herself off.

"Mhm-hhmmm-hmph-!" She whined, rocking her hips against him.

Patrick grasped the headboard tightly. It banged against the wall loudly as his hips pistoned in and out.

"Mhhh, fuck… Fuck, baby-!" Patrick grunted.

She tugged on his curls. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him close.

"Patrick-!" She squealed, lips parted beautifully for him. 

"Y'gonna pull my hair out, corazon," Patrick joked. 

Ciero only moaned in response, losing himself to his pleasure.

Patrick smirked, fucking him faster.

"¿Esta la verga es grande?" Patrick groaned, bucking his hips wildly.

Ciero could barely think; all he could do was feel.

Feel Patrick's cock pump in and out.

Feel his body trembling.

Feel his orgasm approaching.

Feel…

"Cum for me, mami-!" Patrick hissed.

Feel…

"A-ah-!" Ciero squealed.

She came loudly, squirting cum all over her abdomen. Her body trembled, thighs gripping tighter around Patrick's waist.

Patrick grunted, throwing his head back in pleasure.

"Oh, fuck-! Mhhh-m-hmph-! Baby…"

He groaned, biting his bottom lip.

"'Ro, fuck…"

His hips rocked faster and faster, making him chase his release.

"Who makes you feel this good, mami?"

"You, Patrick-!" Ciero whined.

Patrick nodded, kissing her neck.

"That's fucking right, baby-!" He growled. "Me-! I fuck you this good-! Me-! And not some fucking sweater-!"

He rasped, glaring over at the sweater for good measure.

Ciero whined, throwing her head back into the pillows.

"Good… so good f'me… squeezing me like a fuckin' vice-!" 

His voice cracked a little, squeaking as Ciero's walls clamped around him.

"Fuck…" he whined, feeling his own release creep closer.

His hips sped up.

Faster…

Faster…

Faster…

"Mhhh-m-hmph-!" He groaned. "Fuck, 'Ro… fuuuck-!"

Finally, his hips stilled.

And he came, shooting his load deep inside of Ciero's tight ass.

"Ah-ah-ah-aaahh-!" 

Patrick threw his head back, collapsing on top of Ciero with a gentle thud.

Ciero giggled, struggling under the weight of his boyfriend.

"Pat-!" He squealed, 

"Whaat?" Patrick chuckled, panting.

"Get off of me-! You're too heavy-!"

Patrick rolled onto his side.

"Happy?" He asked, facing Ciero.

Ciero nodded.

"Very."

"Bet you my sweater didn't make you cum like that," he joked, nuzzling into Ciero.

Ciero giggled.

"I still can't believe you got jealous over that."

"Hey, what do you expect, mami?" He teased, rocking his hips again.

Ciero whined.

"You're my boyfriend." His voice was possessive. "And only I get to make you cum like a slut."

Ciero laughed gently.

"You're a dork, Pat-!"

Patrick rolled his eyes, still balls-deep inside of Ciero.

"Yeah, but I'm your dork."

He began to pepper kisses up and down her neck.

"...or do I have to remind you of that?" He teased. "...again?"

Ciero rolled his eyes, wrapping her arms around Patrick's neck. Her lips met his in a gentle kiss.

Patrick started to thrust in and out of her again-!

He started setting a steady rhythm for them-!

When…

The door handle wiggled, and the pair looked up.

Ciero's roommate came home early.

"Hey, Ciero-oooh-! Holy fuck-!"

…shit.

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #sex tw #un osha compliance #soft yellow hearts #Patrick #ciero #splenderman #splendorman #oc: patrick

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Decided to write something.

Under the cut.

Tw: wet dreams, sex, masturbation.

Do not read/interact if under the age of eighteen.

Also, inspired by a dream I once had.

Ciero had had plenty of wet dreams throughout her life.

There were some when she was taken roughly by Marty McFly (a teenage crush, he'd been obsessed with the boy-!).

Their favourite was, of course, Patrick lovingly fucking her, pounding their brain into mush.

And then, there were… the much more bizarre dreams.

These ones… weren't like the others. 

And that was putting it simply.

One night - back when she was in college - Patrick had come over to visit during the day, and Patrick had left him his (P's) favourite sweater, full of his scent. 

Ciero had fallen asleep with the article of clothing between her arms. Clutched in the same way she longed to hold Patrick. 

And as he slept, a dream invaded her mind.

One that left her…

...utterly confused.

-

She was lying in her bed, clutching her bedsheets. Her slender body quivering in response to every little touch.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-!" She whined, being pounded into the mattress.

"Such a good fucking slut-!" Came a… slightly familiar growl.

She looked up, fluttering her eyelashes, expecting to find her handsome boyfriend fucking her brains out.

Only…

…he wasn't.

Instead, it was his… sweater grasping her shoulder, gripping her hip. It was the sweater, with a cock that filled her imaginary pussy completely, rocking into her.

It was the sweater grunting and groaning as she wildly rocked her hips.

"So good-!" She whined. "Feels so fucking good-!" 

Ciero was sobbing with pleasure, cunt oozing around the sweater's meaty vermilion cock.

"Ah-fuck! I'm gonna-!" She squealed. "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-!"

-

Before her climax could hit, she woke up. Her cock throbbed against her shorts, and the sweater was somehow covering his face, enveloping her with its smell.

Patrick's smell.

She shrugged, holding it to her nose, and jerking herself off to the memory of her boyfriend and the remnants of her dream.

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #sex tw #un osha compliance #soft yellow hearts #ciero #splenderman #splendorman

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What is it like with Vanya bottoming? I bet Octavian loves seeing Vanya’s tits bounce as he fucks her

Under the cut.

When Vanya bottoms, you'd better believe she's being a brat.

Teasing Octavian. Grinding against him. Pressing her tits against his chest.

Talking back to him.

"Wanna be a good girl and get on your knees for me?" "Make me >:)"

To the point where he'll just flat out refuse to fuck her (even if his dick is getting, like, painfully hard).

Instead, he'll just sit on the bed, with his strong legs open. And invite her to hump his leg instead.

"You wanted to act like a little bitch, may as well get off like one," he'd joke.

But she'd take it entirely serious. Grinding her gushing pussy against his calf, whining, trembling with lust.

It's only when she's tetering over the edge of an orgasm that Octavian moves his leg away, leaving Vanya whining for more. Her pussy glistening with arousal.

...and it's at that point that Octavian starts treating his girlfriend like the queen she is.

"C'mon, baby... you’ve been so naughty... May as well make you happy" growling as he fucks her brains out from behind (with a condom on - wrap it before you tap it!).

Holding her hips, gripping them so hard his knuckles turn white. Kissing her neck, biting her skin.

Making sure everyone knows that it's him that makes her tremble like this.

It's him that has her screaming like a cock-drunk whore.

It's him - and only him - that makes her feel this good.

And as Vanya cums, squeezing his cock, he can't help but roll her onto her back, fucking her through it again and again and again.

Until all she can think about is how good he feels inside of her.

(And yes, he does enjoy watching his girlfriend's boobs bounce, but that's besides the point-!)

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #sex tw #un osha compliance #octavanya #octavian #offenderman #oc: vanya #vanya

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when ao3 is back up i want all of you to leave comments on the fics you were interrupted from reading, the fics you were looking to find, the fics you were thinking about re-reading, and the fics left open in your tabs for months now.

when ao3 is back up, i want you all to show some love to your favourite writers, favourite fics, or even just the 600 word one-shot that brought a smile to your face that tuesday three weeks ago.

when ao3 is back up i want you all to remember that comments and explicitly voiced appreciation are what keep writers going.

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“fuck it’s too big” gf and “ baby it’s barely in” bf

#syh #soft yellow hearts #like try and tell me its not ciero and patrick #you can't #not my post #spice tw

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Happy pride month

...Zephyr and Jack G being old men and having the laziest, softest fuck possible.

#mod posts #pride month #joke post #un osha compliance #sex tw #spice tw

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reminder since we're gettin another wave of bots:

if you don't distinguish yourself from a bot, just any sorta indication that a human made the blog, like a funny pfp or description, or even a disclaimer that you're a lurker, then you're almost certainly gonna be blocked n reported for spam when you follow people

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Octavanya for your souls!

[Octavian and Vanya are using those sexy dice]

Vanya: Well? What do they say?

[Octavian looks at the dice. His smile falls]

Vanya: Oct? Honey?

Octavian: Van, babe, I am so sorry, but... I do as the dice guides.

[Octavian licks his finger, and sticks it in Vanya's ear. Vanya squeals]

Vanya: Octavian Windroe, you prick!

Octavian: whaat? You asked me to roll the dice, so I did!

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #sex tw #un osha compliance #octavanya #octavian #oc: vanya #vanya #incortect quotes #incorrect creepypasta quotes #incorrect oc quotes

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Charles, after finding Mira's "naughty stash": She's not into these things.

Jaeson: It’ll do you no good if you keep assuming things about her.

Charles: Trust me, she’s not. I know how this is going to end if I say yes.

Jaeson: La petite mort?

Charles: With Mira forcing herself to do something she absolutely doesn’t want. She’s a people pleaser, Jace. I don’t want to do that to her.

Jaeson: It sounds like you’re objecting on Mira's behalf.

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #sex tw #un osha compliance #charles #oc: charles #oc: jaeson #jaeson #incorrect ocs #incorrect oc quotes

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Jaeson, literally covered in hickies and scratches: I'm so fucking tired...

Favio, smoking a cigarette: Well, maybe... you should rest after a show, instead of fucking?

Jaeson, pulling Favio on top of himself: never.

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #sex tw #un osha compliance #mild un osha compliance #mild spice tw #mildly nsft #suggestive #incorrect eldritch hall quotes #incortect quotes #incorrect creepypasta quotes #favio #trenderman #oc: jaeson #jaeson #faeson #javio

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Right! Now that the Elspeth and Richard fic is done, anyone got some cornflakes?

#mod speaks #mod posts #unseasoned post #un eldritch posts #non noodle related #get it #cuz like john kellog hated sex and people jerkin it #and this blog is the horni one #haha i make myself laugh

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Elspeth and Richard fic written.

And boy, is it...

...something.

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #eldritch hall after dark #creepypasta fanfic #spice tw #un osha compliance #oc: elspeth #elspeth #oc: richard #richard #sex tw #ao3 #fanfic #creepypasta oc