reading over some qsmp posts and tags and comments and stuff. and now that i'm thinking about it
these people came here for a relaxing vacation and have suddenly been stuck in what might be one of the most stressful experiences of their lives. they spend a few days trying to figure out how to survive on their own and then they're saddled with Children. who they have to take good care of under threat of angering this dragon mother.
some of the children are dying of natural causes and one of the children was murdered in charlie slimecicle's attempt to make a deal with the devil to protect his daughter by giving her a gun. juanaflippa then used said gun to kill a man after he broke into her room, killed her dad, and tried to kill her.
charlie committed a literal crime in the process of getting footage of mariana killing her and went on a murderous rampage across the server in his grief trying to kill all the other kids.
quackity went drinking with his multiple-days-old son and doesn't know who the father is.
tomorrow they're having a court case to decide which parent will be sacrificed to bring back juanaflippa.
this is minecraft roleplay. these children are eggs. slimecicle freestyled rapped a bedtime story for his daughter after murdering philza minecraft's child. aforementioned old man has completely fucked up his sleep schedule trying to take care of a minecraft egg. everyone is gay for each other except for jaiden animations. quackity told tilín he might have two dads and tilín asked if that made them a "le tres leches." roier and two of the eggs are blowing up the server. This Is Fucking Minecraft Roleplay
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Kinktober Day 16
Roleplay
MINORS DNI
warnings: soft dom top gn genitals ambiguous (kinda, reference to them having a cock, but could be strap) reader, sub bottom Barbatos, (faux) virginity kink, premature ejaculation, roleplay, barbie's genitals are kinda ambigious too.. youre just messing w his hole he could be rocking w whatever
"Has anyone ever touched you here?" you ask softly, pressing your fingers against his hole. Barbatos whines, his face flushing as he shakes his head no.
It's a game, of course someone has touched him there, you were balls deep inside of him just last week, but you're so far into the game that for a second you believe him.
"That's okay darling, I'll be so slow," you rub gently against his slick entrance, "and so gentle with you," you promise.
"Thank you," he mumbles softly, twitching against your touch. You press a finger into him slowly. Barbatos clenches around you, scrunching his eyes closed, "oh," he gasps softly.
"Does it hurt?" he shakes his head at your question,
"No, no. It is strange," he admits, squirming under you, "but good," he breathes, his eyes fluttering open as his hole clenches around your finger. "Touch— touch me more, please?" he begs. You moan, getting to work on stretching him open for you,
"Of course baby," you kiss his inner thigh, and Barbatos shudders, letting out a breathy sigh. "I'm gonna make you feel so good," you nibble at his skin, "gonna make you feel things you've never felt before,"
"Please, oh, please," his voice is so quiet— just barely above a whisper— as he pleads for you. You slip in another finger, and his back arches, a high-pitched moan leaving his lips.
Scissoring your fingers, Barbatos opens up for you, slowly but surely getting ready to take your cock.
"It feels— I feel so guh-good," he confesses, sounding amazed, "you feel, ah, so so deep, please, am I ready yet?" You shake your head, but feel your patience thin as your loins burn with lust.
Adding a third, your curl all your fingers towards his bladder and Barbatos lets out a hiccuped moan, his eyes going wide. Your jaw drops as you watch him cum from just your fingers. It's been a long time since he's been so worked up, so sensitive. You work him through it, thrusting your fingers quickly into his wet and worked hole.
He comes down with a pleased sigh, relaxation settling into his bones. He gives you a bashful smile, a downright adorable blush working across his cheeks.
"Sorry," he mumbles. You lean up to kiss him, keeping your fingers lodged deep inside of him.
"You don't need to apologize, my love," he bites his lip at your words, "that was so hot. It must have been overwhelming to have my fingers fucking—" and the way he lets out a soft gasp at your crass words, like he's never heard you say it before, only adds to your arousal— "your tight hole. Felt too good you just didn't know what to do with yourself, isn't that right?" He nods, tucking his hair behind his ear.
"Yes," he confesses easily, squeezing around your fingers, "I still want you inside me, if that is still something you want?"
"Oh yes Barbie," you tease, kissing him again, "though I don't know if I can keep my promise to be gentle with you."
Barbatos' eyes twinkle, and a mischievous smile works it's way onto his face, "That is quite alright, beloved. I think I can take it."
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