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prodigal-explorer · 3 months

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my roleplay information/application!

hey guyssss, so like i'm kinda desperate for rp partners so i'm just gonna try my luck here and see if any of y'all are interested in rping with me! feel free to read through this information and message me if you are interested!! as long as you meet my requirements, i would love to rp with you!!

basic information

i am 18 (19 in a few weeks) and i'm okay rping with any age, but i will not rp anything relating to nsfw with a minor. not even implied nsfw, it's just very uncomfortable. but if you're 18+, i'll rp anything on this list with you!

i only rp semi-lit/descriptive. this means at least five sentences, detailed responses that aren't just surface level. it's hard to respond to stuff that's lazy, so please please please just put in the effort if you want high quality responses in return!

the fandoms i roleplay are sanders sides, undertale, your turn to die, and omori. i dabble in oc rp, but it's not very common for me since i don't really have many ocs that i like enough to rp with.

my favorite types of roleplay are heavy angst and whump. i love really dark concepts, and it's rare that i won't do something that's dark and angsty. i struggle with concepts that are just fluff because i prefer rps with a lot of conflict and struggle.

my only triggers are constant discussion about body type/comparing body types and descriptive talk of medical needles. other than that i will do literally anything lol.

i am filipino-american, audhd, physically disabled, and i love to incorporate these aspects of my identity into the characters i play. if you don't like that, we probably won't make very good rp partners.

i hate hate HATE poking. please don't remind me of the rp after ten minutes of me not responding. please don't remind me of the rp after ten HOURS of me not responding. i know it exists, i just need time to reply. if you nag me about responding, i probably will wait even longer to reply because it's intimidating.

i love to chat oorp! feel free to leave a silly message, even if it has nothing to do with rp!

scroll all the way to the bottom of the post if you want to see writing examples!! below are just specific tidbits of information pertaining to each fandom i rp!

sanders sides specific information

the main side i love to play is roman. i will always want to play roman in every single tss rp, he's just me, he's my number one homie, my favorite character of all time.

i can also play any of the other sides, but my characterization for them is not as solid as roman.

i don't really like patton in roleplays unless he's a minor character or an antagonist/villain. i am very good at playing patton as a villain, but i don't really like playing him in any other context. i have so many aus where patton is a villain or antagonist, so if that's your jam, you've come to the right place!

i will do mindscape or human aus, i love both!

i am okay with ocs but i will not do canon side x female oc. it just makes me very uncomfortable to ship sides with female characters.

some of my favorite ships are roceit, prinxiety, logince, anaroceit, analogical, intrulogical, and loceit.

the only ships i WILL NOT do are moxiety, royality, moceit, logicality, intruality, and remrom. every other ship, i'm completely okay with.

i love rping as remy or emile picani!!

i have SO MANY IDEAS for this fandom. like literally hundreds of aus. so please message me if you want to rp anything with angst, or drama, or anything like that because i have SO MUCH.

undertale specific information

so fun fact i'm actually kind of bad at undertale rp.

it's not that i'm awful i just don't have a lot of experience, but i'm working on it!

the main characters i like to play are papyrus, undyne, alphys, toriel, asgore, and gaster.

i can also play asriel/flowey, sans, frisk, mettaton, grillby, and chara if necessary.

i am totally fine with ocs, bring them on!

i don't really like rps with the au sans stuff? nothing against it, i just don't really know much about it and in the nicest way possible i don't really care. i prefer to stick with canon and prequel/sequel aus instead of aus that change up the characters' personalities and stuff.

my favorite undertale au of all time is handplates i have so many thoughts about it and i would love to rp it!

i love angsty rps but undertale is actually one of the only fandoms where i love to rp fluff for it. undertale is just such a goofy game and i love emulating that style of humor in rp!

ships i enjoy are soriel, papyton, alphyne, sansby, and whatever the ship name for alphys x gaster is?

the only undertale ships i WILL NOT rp are anything involving the child characters (frisk, chara, asriel, monster kid), and anything that ships undyne with a guy. i'm also not a huge fan of asgore x toriel but i'll do it if you really want me to!

your turn to die specific information

i am so new to rping in this fandom but i really want to anyway!! trust, i know all the lore, i just need some solid experience!

my favorite characters to play are jou, reko, nao, gin, kai, shin, hiyori, and sara.

i will play q-taro, mishima, or alice if necessary!

i am very bad at keiji, i don't think i can play him well.

i love canon and au roleplays equally! i would love to do either way!

i like pretty much all the ships, it would be easier to list ships i don't like.

i don't like any ships that involve the little kids (kanna, gin, hinako), any ships with a huge age gap (especially sara x keiji), and shin x hiyori. it's just...no.

omori specific information

i am very new to the fandom, so please have mercy on me if i get something wrong lol!

my favorite characters to play are kel, hero, aubrey, and mari!

i can play sunny if necessary.

i will not play basil. i actually don't like basil being present in roleplays, he's just a character i personally dislike. i'm fine with him showing up occasionally as a minor character, but i just don't like him being a big part of roleplays.

i will roleplay canon and aus! i love both! but bear in mind i am a bit more hesitant to rp ships in canon, but in aus i have zero reservations!

my favorite ships are anything involving sunny, kel, and aubrey being together, but my number one otp is hero x mari!

the only ships i WILL NOT do are ships that have basil in them, especially basil x sunny or basil x kel. they just don't sit right with me personally.

i don't really know much about the minor characters of the game...i might need a bit of guidance if you want to use a character that isn't a part of the main six! but i am completely fine with it as long as you're okay with me being a bit clueless.

writing samples!!!

The streets were soft, the dusty sidewalks concealed by powdery snow that made Brooklyn look like a wedding. Roman stepped lightly, wondering how high he would have to hold himself to keep his foot from sinking in the snow, ruining the shiny white blanket that protected his bare feet from the cruel asphalt.

His book remained tucked under his jacket, as if it needed protection from the biting wind. Roman didn’t think it was possible for something that carried such beautiful notions and ideas to be unfeeling, so he acted as though there was a beating heart somewhere between the pages. Nobody had ever told him there wasn’t one, so what was the harm in believing if it made the sky feel brighter, and the air feel warmer, and the world feel more connected?

When he came back to the small, tucked-away alley that he and his brothers were currently living in, he was happy to see a little fire that he could warm himself beside while he opened his new book, aching to see what was inside.

"Protect...me?"

Roman was unfamiliar. He was always used to protecting other people. He was tall, graceful and beautiful. Couldn't really throw a punch, but he had a way with his words that could get him absolutely anything he wanted. Including peace. He was used to standing between bullies and victims, seducing with his sweet smile and long eyelashes. Making anybody feel like they've been blessed just looking at him. With his parents always gone, and nobody to hold him during nightmares, Roman had gotten used to holding himself. But now, he just wanted to be protected so badly. He wanted to be truly loved by somebody besides himself.

"Okay..." he whispered, "Okay."

"Oh! Do you guys want to go to that restaurant across the street?" Patton asked, "We performed so well tonight, I think we all deserve a treat! Virgil, you hit that syncopation perfectly, and Janus, that riff was amazing! The crowd went wild for us! Drinks will be on me, as long as you all promise not to drink too much. I'll be the designated driver too. What do you say??"

Of course, this invitation was not extended to Logan. Patton didn't even notice Logan in the area, assuming that he was off sweeping the stage or packing up the van. Patton was the one who decided what everybody did, and he usually gave Logan the grease-work like that. He didn't really care very much about Logan, just because Logan wasn't as close to the group. There wasn't that bond of performing show after show, having fans that requested autographs, being followed and gushed over by paparazzi.

Since Logan was never onstage, nobody knew the face or identity of the man who wrote the songs that all these fans were so crazy about. And Patton sort of preferred it that way. He didn't really like the idea of Logan being a face of their band. Unlike Janus and Virgil, Patton wasn't sure how the public eye would recieve Logan. The man wasn't remotely ugly, but he was rather plain-looking. He tended to blend into the background of the rooms he occupied. He wasn't the type of look one would expect to be in a hugely successful band.

All the others had their "niche". Patton was the sweetheart, the nice one, the innocent one. Virgil was the quiet, brooding, mysterious one. And Janus was the charmer, able to seduce anyone with a wink and a smile. What was Logan? He didn't talk very much, he wasn't particularly nice, brooding, or seductive. Patton didn't like that Logan didn't exactly have an archetype. He didn't quite fit in.

Roman tilted his head with a polite smile and an appropriate amount of interest as Logan disclosed his name. It was nothing familiar to him, but he did think it was a beautiful-sounding name. He always loved when people's first and last names started with the same letter. It felt like a name out of a fairy-tale when it had that feature.

Listening to what Logan was saying, Roman couldn't help but go red, very embarrassed. He was bad at English, but he certainly wasn't stupid. He could tell that Logan was euphemizing heavily in order to preserve Roman's feelings, which made Roman both embarrassed that Logan felt the need to do this, and honored that Logan cared so much about how he felt. It was a really sweet gesture, honestly.

"You write music too?" he asked, very curious. "I would love to sing a song by you wrote. You will...pay me? Money?"

Roman wondered if Logan was offering him a job, or just wanting to have a jam session as friends and colleagues. He would be happy with either option, but he wanted to manage his expectations there and then, so there would be less awkwardness from false assumptions.

Roman looked at it and smiled as he read through the lyrics, his eyes carefully scanning from left to right as he ingested each lyric. His smile only grew.

"It is okay," he said, "I like messy handwriting. It means...it means your brain moves fast, and your hand must hurry to follow. I like this song. I think...I want to sing it. Do you want me to sing here? In front of everyone?"

Roman would definitely be willing to give Logan's song some publicity. And he adored the thrill of singing a song for the first time in front of a whole crowd of people. Roman wasn't the type to get stage fright. The more risky a performance was, the more excited he was to try and execute it. Roman had a bit of a shame deficiency, such was obvious with him singing those lyrics he wrote out loud multiple times.

His eyes were shining with enthusiasm, but also, with gratitude. He was thankful to Logan for the opportunity he had to bring this song to life, this brand new song that no one had ever heard before. The idea that its first breath of auditory life would be coming from Roman's own voice was so romantic that it almost made Roman want to sing it right there and then so he wouldn't have to wait anymore.

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anxiousgaypanicking · 7 months

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Rough Persuasion (Part Five)

Intruality (Remus x Patton) Prompt: Can you do DLAMPR with submissive bottom Patton and dominant top everybody else(patton centric) where Patton has the largest influence over Thomas but is one the hardest sides to persuade and everybody knows this. But lately Remus has been getting what he wants with mild things (that aren't that harmful) to Thomas. Everybody noticed, but Roman's the one that breaks and finally asked how he's been persuading Patton so much lately especially since Patton is repulsed by his ideas. Remus reveals Patton is easier to persuade during rough sex or with the promise of rough sex and usually says yes to anything when he's fucked into or put into submission. Roman tells the other sides and they all abuse this information, especially Logan who loves work getting done. Basically the sides one by one or by sharing fuck out Patton's ability to be sensible. With some hitting, degradation, humiliation, And anything else you'd like Warnings: sex, hair pulling, slapping, hickeys, degradation, crying, blood, spanking A request from my AO3 Finale

"Whore. Slut. Bitch. There are plenty of names I could call you right now," Remus proclaims, as he carelessly kicks Patton's door down, startling the latter, who was previously laying back on his bed, watching a movie.

Patton quickly fumbles for the remote and sits up with a red face. Pausing the movie he was watching.

He smiles, embarrassed. "Whatever do you mean, Remus?" he asks with faux innocence. Word gets around, and it's not hard to assume that Remus has finally found out the others have been using his strategy of getting what he wants.

Remus huffs through his nose, crossing his arms across his chest. "You know what I mean. One day, I'm fucking you hard in order to convince Thomas to go wine-ing and grinding against a hot guy, and the next two weeks he spends cleaning, sleeping, painting his nails, writing scripts- all with you looking more and more spent!" Remus stomps forward, and grabs Patton by the hair, roughly tugging his head to the side and jabbing his finger into a dark hickey on Patton's neck, making Patton whine at the pain.

"Letting the others fuck and bite you? Do they hit you, too? Choke you?" Remus sounds more curious than jealous, but he's clearly implying Patton's become quite the slut.

After a moment, he lets go of Patton's hair, and crouches down, so they're face to face.

"Is it better than me?" Remus then asks, voice low. "Do they hurt you like I do? Make you feel as good as I can?" Remus clicks his tongue, before drawing out "I don't think so!"

Patton hardly gets a chance to process the intensity of the situation - how angry and jealous Remus is - before he's shivering with delight at the idea of Remus being so utterly possessive. He knows it's just another thing to add to Remus's already violent and intense personality. It's thrilling!

He knows Remus isn't seriously mad - it'd be a whole other issue if he was - but it still makes Patton feel owned. Like he really was whoring out his body for sex, even though Remus was the one who forfeited the information that that was all it takes to get Patton to do whatever they wanted.

And Remus just loves messing with Patton. It's so fun!

Though, without warning, he suddenly slaps Patton across the face when he gets no response, following it immediately by grabbing Patton's chin and forcing eye contact. "Well? Are you too stupid to think of an answer? Huh?"

Degradingly, Remus moves Patton's chin back and forth, forcing his face side to side while a grin tugs on Remus's lips.

And Patton, being the pathetic painslut he is, gets worked up so quickly he can't help but whimper.

"Yes!" he immediately answers, before thinking for a moment and quickly clarifying "I mean- no! You always make me feel good; you're the best at hurting me!" Patton's fingers dig into Remus's top, twisting into the fabric to pull him closer. "The others are nowhere near as good as you are."

His words slur together with just how quickly he's ushering them out of his mouth, as though he's pleading with Remus to consider using him.

And Remus knows this, which is why he proceeds to hum, as though debating whether or not he should cave. "Oh really, now? Then, tell me, why have you been selling yourself out to everybody else? Are you just that much of an attention whore? Do you really need constant stimulation?" Remus's arms wrap around Patton's waist, pulling their bodies flush, and making Patton tremble with excitement.

Remus leans down ever so slightly, lips hovering above Patton's ear as he continues "because I'd be more than happy to oblige. I love the idea of turning you into a permanent little fuck toy, you know."

He doesn't give Patton the chance to respond after that, instead just smiling wide as he moves to tackle Patton against the bed, kissing him roughly as their bodies rut together, Remus humping against him almost animalistically.

It immediately reminds Patton just how much better at being rough Remus is compared to the others. Of course, the others are all still great in bed. He'd never say any of them were bad or anything, but there a noticeable air of inexperience or hesitance to them. They still cared about him in a way Remus doesn't.

Remus sees this solely as a transaction because he knows Patton likes it better that way. Unlike the others, he doesn't have moral standards holding him back.

Remus kisses him so hard it feels as though he's pulling the air right out of Patton's lungs, with his razor sharp teeth following the kiss up with a harsh bite that easily draws blood from his bottom lip. When he tries to pull away out of instinct, Remus just cradles the back of his head, and bites at his top lip instead, leaving Patton's mouth tasting of delicious blood and Remus's own spit.

Patton gasps and squirms as though he hasn't been touched like this in months. And, to be completely fair, he hasn't. None of the others have been this rough with him right off the bat. Maybe a little embarrassed or a little agitated, but none of them could ever just take their blunt frustrations and pure sexual impulses out on him.

Not like Remus could.

Remus's lips are traveling further down Patton's face in a matter of moments, leaving Patton scrambling to gather his bearings.

Teeth suddenly sink into his neck and Patton cries out in excitement. He can feel blood begin to trickle down his neck, and then Remus's tongue eagerly lapping it up.

"I forgot just how delicious you tasted," Remus pants, licking his lips. "I want to eat you right up! Literally!" Remus laughs while Patton cringes at the idea, but he aids in Remus in getting his clothes off.

His shirt and pants are crumpled, and his cardigan is tossed carelessly across the room, before Remus is sliding Patton's boxers down and off, kicking those away after as well. It makes Patton flush as Remus stares him up and down, pure hunger glinting in his eyes.

As Remus crawls over him, pinning him to the bed, Patton can hear him rummaging for the lube, before dropping the bottle onto Patton's chest.

"I don't think I have even have to stretch you," Remus comments, as he sits back on his knees and takes his time pulling his own clothes off, carelessly tearing a thread here and there. "I bet the others have been using you so often that your hole is permanently ruined."

"It's not!" Patton immediately tries to plead. "It's not, I promise!"

Remus grins, but otherwise sits back, taking the lube from Patton as he uses it to stroke his own cock, simultaneously slathering his shaft with it and torturing Patton by making him watch as Remus pleasures himself.

Patton flushes dark when he realizes Remus is making no effort to touch him, and rolls onto his stomach, pushing his ass into the air. His head is turned to the side as his hands reach back to grab his fat asscheeks and spread them apart, showing off his awaiting hole. He needily whines as he holds that position.

"Please, please, please," Patton begs. "You're torturing me."

"Not yet, I'm not," Remus responds, as he sits up and rubs his slick hands over Patton's ass, nudging Patton's own hands away. His shaft slides over Patton's hole, but he avoids pushing in, and instead pulls away.

Patton goes to whine and complain again, but then his ass is suddenly being slapped before he's able to do so, leaving him crying in pain.

"Whore," Remus spits, before he's spanking Patton again. "Count for me."

"Two," Patton moans, but lets out another cry when his ass is hit again.

"You start at one, you stupid slut," Remus hisses, digging his nails into the fat of Patton's thigh as he berates him. "And if you mess up, we're starting over."

A shaky moan spills from Patton's mouth as he's hit again, this time stammering out a "one" afterwards.

Remus grins to himself at Patton's obedience, sparing a moment to squeeze at the chubby flesh in front of him, before he's smacking again, wanting to keep his stupid little plaything off guard. Though, Remus is pleasantly surprised when Patton successfully moans out a "two," seemingly understanding his place.

"You know, I still can't believe you," Remus then begins, shaking his head in disappointment. "Was I not enough for you? Hm?" He slaps Patton's ass quickly after he speaks, not giving him room to respond, but listening for the shaky "three" that comes rushing out of Patton's mouth. Amused, he continues with "were you really so cock hungry that you had to sleep with everyone else just to feel satisfied?"

He hits Patton in the same spot, stinging his already sore ass.

The only thing Patton can do is pathetically squeeze his thighs together to try and give himself any sort of friction, even though that doesn't work at all. "Four- I'm sorry; I can't help it!"

Patton's half tempted to spread himself open again, show himself off for Remus to attempt to entice him to hurry and fuck him already, but based on Remus's venomous words, Patton's sure he'd get in major trouble for trying to speed along what was supposedly his punishment. Or, a bit of foreplay. One never knew with Remus.

"Oh?" Remus hums, raising an eyebrow. "You can't help it? Is that really the best excuse you can come up with?" Remus's nails drag over Patton's fat thighs, and then back up to his ass. "A couple rounds of sex from me and suddenly you're insatiable, huh?"

He emphasizes the question with multiple rough spanks in a row, laughing hysterically when Patton cries out pathetically and quickly rushes out the numbers five, six, seven, and eight, slurring them together.

"I guess I'll just have to make sure you constantly have a reminder of who got you hooked on sex in the first place. After all, it's thanks to me you're such a cock-addicted whore. Who turned you into such a slut, huh? Who opened your eyes to the wonderful world of nice, rough sex?"

Patton moans, glasses sliding down his face. "You! You did! I want everyone to know you did!" he cries, sucking in gulps of air as though he's desperately running low. "I'm sorry for being such a cock-hungry whore! I can't help it! Please!"

The spanking suddenly stops, and Remus seems still behind him.

At first, Patton actually gets his hopes up. He thinks he's finally going to get sweet, intense relief. But those hopes quickly disintegrate as a hand tangles roughly in his hair and shoves his face forcefully against the mattress, keeping Patton from seeing the sadistic grin on Remus's face.

"Somebody forgot to count," Remus then sings, voice low and taunting, making Patton shiver and gasp as he attempts to formulate an apology, though he's never given the chance to say it.

Patton has no time to prepare before Remus is roughly hitting him one after another in quick succession, leaving Patton crying pathetically as his tears soak into the mattress. Remus makes sure he hits hard enough to leave plenty of bright red handprints on Patton's ass, on display for anyone who dares to fuck him next, and a reminder to Patton that no one will satisfy him like Remus will.

Each slap against his skin causes stinging to ripple through his thick skin, burning through his body and making Patton's cock twitch and leak. Until finally Remus decides to show mercy and stop with the hitting, taking to rubbing over the burning flesh instead.

He squeezes, making Patton hiccup with pain. When he does though, Remus just smacks his ass again.

"Quit whining," he spits, dragging his nails over Patton's sides. "Tell me how good you feel."

"I feel so good!" Patton immediately moans, though his voice trembles as he speaks. "Nobody can hurt me like you can!"

Remus grins. "Damn right."

"I've been hoping one of the others would but they're just not you. They're not enough. I need you, please, please, Remus!"

It's amazing to hear the usually so sweet and moral side begging to be hurt and used, but it's something Remus has grown quite familiar with. He'll never get used to it though, which is why it's only a few seconds of begging before he finally caves and grabs the bottle of lube.

Quickly and effortlessly, he's popping the lid open, and before Patton can ask why he's using more, the tip is being pushed against his hole and suddenly a slurry of lube is being poured inside of him, slicking up his insides and making him feel as though Remus has come inside of him already.

It's such a strange, sexual feeling that Patton feels his body going hot, reacting intensely to the feeling as his mind already begins to think about Remus fucking the excess out of him.

Patton's helpless to do anything but whine, finding himself desperate for more attention and pleasure. He mumbles something unintelligible into the mattress, but his muffled words pique Remus's interest, and encourage him to tangle his sharp nails into Patton's curly locks, roughly yanking his head back enough for him to talk.

"What was that?" Remus presses, as his cock slides between Patton's fat cheeks. "What are you whining about now?" Remus tugs at Patton's hair. "You need to learn to speak up, mutt."

Patton cries out at the pain, while Remus laughs at his breathy gasps.

Letting out little whimpers, Patton moans when Remus just slaps his thigh, rubbing the mark firmly afterwards as he waits for Patton's answer.

Instinctively, Patton spreads his legs further, and reaches back to squeeze one of his own ass cheeks again. He attempts to tempt Remus with his own desperation, as he pleads "I said fuck me! Please? Please?" Patton pants as he speaks, cock leaking between his legs. "I'm sorry- I'm so sorry I let the others use me. None of them made me feel anywhere near as good as you do!"

He's attempting to bargain, which is made way more attractive by the very needy tears in his eyes.

Once again, Remus pauses for a moment, as he instead just looms over Patton with an amused hum, as he hits Patton's hand away from his backside, replacing it with his own as it squeezes, and as he continues sliding his cock teasingly over Patton's hole. After a few seconds, he lets go of Patton's hair and watches as Patton's head immediately falls, and uses his free hand to grope Patton's other cheek, squeezing and groping Patton's ass and molding it around his cock.

"Hmm," Remus then begins to contemplate, "I don't know... I could get plenty of pleasure just grinding against you like this." He moans loudly to emphasize his point, torturing Patton with his own noises of delight. "Sure, you wouldn't feel that good from this, but leaving you deprived seems like a fitting punishment for sleeping around like a whore."

Patton cries in disapproval, but Remus ignores him, following his suggestion up with "maybe I'll plug you up and carelessly throw you off to one of the other sides. I'm sure they would appreciate you coming pre-lubed."

Remus leans over Patton's back, hot breath fanning against Patton's neck.

Voice low, Remus grunts out "Since you're having so much fun sleeping with everyone else anyway, they might as well be the ones to use you."

"No!" Patton pleads, voice strained. "Please! Remus, please, please!"

He sounds desperate, so much so that Remus would feel bad about teasing Patton if he honestly gave a fuck. But he doesn't, so he just laughs at Patton's neediness, before calming himself down to a slight chuckle.

"You're pathetic!" Remus exclaims, digging his nails deep into Patton's flesh. "It's fucking hot. But, if I'm going to give you the pleasure of having my cock inside you, you're going to do something for me."

Patton cries. "Anything!"

Remus leans close into Patton's ear, setting one of his hands atop Patton's in a way that almost makes it seem like they're interlocking hands.

And in a hushed whisper, Remus murmurs "you're going to take a break."

As he pulls his head away, leaving a trail of kisses and nips down Patton's back, he hears Patton make a noise of confusion, as he echoes back "a break?"

"You're overworking yourself," Remus clarifies. His tone makes it seem like he's still dirty talking, but his words are genuine. "Between encouraging Thomas to do this and that, and letting yourself be used, you haven't had a day to just chill out."

Patton's fingers flex against the mattress. Between shallow breaths, he pants "I wouldn't expect you to be one to give casual advice."

Remus rolls his eyes. "You'd be no fun to use if you're constantly spent. Why'd you think I waited so long to finally give you a piece of my mind?"

Teeth scraping over his shoulder, Patton lets out a shuddering breath.

"Fine," he accepts, with a sigh. "I'll take a break."

"Good! Now that we've got that settled..." Remus licks his lips as he pulls back, lining the tip of his cock up properly with Patton's hole, before pushing in roughly.

Patton's surprised by the sudden intrusion, and he lets his chest sink into the mattress as he moans loudly. He's finally getting what he needed!

Remus's hands bruise his hips with how firmly they hold him, keeping his ass up and still as Remus animalistically pounds into him, grunting as he does. There's an echoing squelch that occurs with each thrust as the excess lube squirts out of Patton's hole around Remus's cock with each thrust in.

"Fuck," Remus curses, fucking hard into Patton, "it's been hell having to hold myself back."

He grits his teeth as he groans, making a mess of pre and lube as it spills down Patton's thighs.

"It's been torture seeing you walk around with all those hickeys. None of them are as dark as mine, or stay as long as mine do, but I'm sure you realized that." His teeth sink into Patton's neck, and he sucks a nice dark hickey after, smiling at Patton's cry of pain. Into his ear, Remus whispers "I'll be sure to leave plenty more than that, so the others will know who you really belong to."

So, along with his hard thrusts, Remus is also sure to leave plenty of dark marks along Patton's neck,. making sure it's absolutely covered, and when he decides he's out of space, he leaves a few more over Patton's shoulders.

Then, his cock thrusts against Patton's prostate, earning a sudden, pathetic cry from the man.

"Please!" Patton begs, as though it's the only word his clouded mind can think of. "Please, please, please!"

Remus grins as he aims for that spot, slamming his cock deep into Patton's prostate, stimulating him in quick intervals until Patton's body is trembling.

Wrapping his hand around Patton's front, Remus grasps his cock and gives it quick strokes. He doesn't care about keeping a rhythm, and instead lets his slick hand move of its own accord, working Patton off messily and expecting the mess between them to only get worse.

It only takes a few more strokes of Patton's cock to have him spilling carelessly over Remus's hand, making Remus moan as Patton clenches around his cock.

He strokes Patton through his orgasm, and then once again grasps Patton's hips as he fucks hard into him, before finally coming himself with a lewd moan, and an overstimulated whimper from Patton.

His semen mixes in with the lube inside of Patton, and as he pulls his cock out the mixture spills onto the mattress between them, which Patton collapses into shortly after. Remus happily flops down on top of him, smiling at the desperate way Patton gasps for air.

"Feel good?" Remus asks, as he licks a bead of sweat from Patton's head. Patton cringes away from him, but nods his head and lets out an affirmative moan regardless.

Remus smiles, and snuggles close to Patton. He's firm and touchy as Patton tries to relax and rest, but Patton really wouldn't have it any other way.

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SaSi Intruality Week 6/7: Chaos Cookies - The Electric Boogaloo x2

Prompt: Baking

Tags: @intrualityweek

Synopsis: Patton and Remus are back in the kitchen! The follow up to Day 1's oneshot. Remus finally gets permission to make "cookies". Patton's there to support him and make sure the house doesn't burn down. We've got a shorter one today, my motivation isn't being very nice to me :(

Characters: Patton, Remus, Virgil

Relationships: Romantic Intruality, Implied Prinxiety

TW: Swearing, PATTON SAYS A BAD WORD????!!!?? Glass shards, inedible food items being ingested, eating glass, talk of cremation/burning bodies, sex jokes/implications (don't be surprised), minor description of burnt skin/Remus is being dumb, I MEAN IT GUYS

"Remus, buddy, can we keep the glass shards in the bowl, please?"

Remus only continued to mix the dough at a quick pace, snickering to himself as the pieces of once-shiny glass scraped against the sides of the bowl. "You said I have full control today!" he proclaimed, adding the slightest pinch of poison ivy to the concoction, "Therefore, no thanks!"

Patton sighed, shaking his head slightly. "You do you, then, Morningstar."

Patton observed the state of the inedible batter from behind Remus, peering over his shoulder.

It was lumpy, the sharp blade-like edges of the glass sticking out at odd angles. The leaves of poison ivy the green-sashed side threw in stuck out like a sore thumb against the pale colored dough.

"Isn't it great, Patty?" Remus asked proudly, admiring his handiwork with a grin, "I've never made something so delicious before!"

Patton gave him the biggest smile he could muster. "Well..! It's certainly not my taste, but uh, I can definitely see the appeal."

Even Remus could tell he was lying.

Although, instead of getting upset as most would, his smile only grew bigger. "Exactly!" he chirped, grabbing a ball of dough with his bare hands, "Time to throw these fuckers in the the torture chamber!"

Patton handed him a cookie sheet. "Put them on this one please," he practically begged, "I really don't want to clean the oven again."

Remus rolled his eyes but complied. He smashed the ball onto the sheet. "There."

"Good job, bud!"

"Thanks!"

Remus continued to slap the remaining dough balls onto the surface, with Patton holding the sheet out gingerly and carefully as to not get poison ivy from the leaves.

"Remus, does poison ivy still work the same here as it does in the real world?" he asked, nearly avoiding an accidental attack from a loose leaf, "Because if it does, maybe I shouldn't-"

"You'll be fine! I made these, but they only affect me! I made sure of it. It's just these ones that do that, though. If you find any in a forest, then that'll give you the greatest rash this world has ever seen."

Patton shivered at the thought of that. Remus took the pan from him carelessly, pressing a kiss to the shorter side's forehead. "Did we already set the oven to 600?"

"..600?"

"600!" Remus opened the oven door, quickly shoving the pan in before shutting it again. "Wouldn't want us to get cremated!"

"It's not hot enough for the human body to burn, you know." Patton supplied, washing his hands with extra soap, "It's got to be at least 1400 fahrenheit."

Remus stared at him in shock, mouth hung agape. "Holy shit, this is why I love you."

Patton laughed. "Well, even dads can have a dark sense of humor!"

"You're even hotter when you make dark jokes." Remus winked at him, leaning on the counter. "Except you're always hot. You're a certified DILF."

Patton felt his cheeks go red. "I-"

"Shhhh," Remus strode over, putting a finger to Patton's lips. "You're gonna make me horny."

"Stop being gay!" They heard Virgil shout from the living room, "It's too late for your shit, Remus!"

Patton felt his face grow darker. "Virgil, I thought you'd be upstairs by now!"

"Too early. Besides, it's not like I go home, since my house is covered in glitter because of somebody- also known as Remus. It's only 10."

Remus snickered. "I regret nothing, bitch."

Patton kept an eye on the oven to make sure nothing was on fire. He took the messy, empty bowl from the counter, handing it to Remus. "Have a gift for your junkyard! I don't think it's safe for me to use the bowl anymore."

"Awh, thanks Pattycake!" Remus took the bowl gratefully, evaporating it away to his junkpile by the playground outside. "I love that you're thinking about me!"

Patton smiled up at him, hopping onto the tips of his toes to press a kiss to Remus' nose. "Always am!" he chirped, ruffling the taller side's hair.

He heard Virgil groan from his spot on the couch.

"You're just mad you're lonely!" Remus gave the purple-clad side the middle finger. "Cause Princey doesn't want to suck your DI-"

"Remus!"

"My bad, Pat." The timer dinged to signal the cookies were finished. "OH! They're done!"

Well, Patton knew his house was going to smell like burnt cookies for the rest of the week.

Remus took the pan out of the oven with his bare hands, laughing as the sizzling smell of burnt flesh filled the room.

“Holy shit, Remus! Put the pan down!” Patton was little too tempted the smack the pan out of his hands. “You’re gonna burn your hands off!”

Remus plopped the pan down onto the counter. “That was fun!” He declared, “I don’t have fingerprints or palm skin anymore!”

Patton heard Virgil mutter a quiet “oh fuck no-“ before the anxious side ran up the steps to the guest room.

He turned back to Remus. “Come on, honey, I thought we agreed this one was going to be injury free!” He said sadly.

Remus pouted. “But that was fun!” He insisted.

Patton let out a huff. “I know, I know, but you have to keep your promises!”

“…fine.” Remus magicked away his hand burns with a frown, wiggling his fingers for reference. “There.”

Patton gave him a soft smile. “Thank you. I didn’t mean to make you upset, dear.”

“You didn’t.”

Patton gave the taller side a quick hug, resting his head on Remus’ shoulder. “Next time, we can have another baking day where I’ll let you do whatever you want, okay?”

Remus brightened just a bit at that. “Really!?”

“Of course!”

Remus hummed in appreciation, hugging Patton back. “Okay.”

“Now, how about we wait for these cookies to cool?”

“Oh, who needs that!?”

The sudden release of pressure and the sound of crunching glass signaled that Remus was already chomping down on a glass cookie.

Patton knew he was gonna have his work cut out for him this week.

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