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iceicewifey · 2 years

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Mini Bio ・ Ref. Sheet ・ Stand ・ Voice

Basic Info

Full Name: Neneh Cedella Delyse Banton Nickname(s): N/A Namesake(s): Neneh Cherry, Buju Banton Birthday: March 25th, 1965 [Aries] Age: 22 [1987] Gender: CIS Female [she/her] Orientation: Lesbian Height: 5’4” / 162cm MBTI: ENFP Nationality: Jamaican Hometown: Kingston, Jamaica Known Languages: Jamaican Patois, English Affiliation: The Nasty Habits, The Outlaws MC Stand: 「 Dancing on the Ceiling 」 Status: Unknown

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Color: Lime green Food: Jerk pork with coconut rice & beans Drink: Slice mandarin orange soda Scent: Papaya Artist(s): Yellowman TV Show: Miami Vice (thanks to Shay) Movie: N/A Sport: Beach volleyball Type of Weather: Hot with clear skies

Personality & About

Neneh is a Jamaican expat living in Miami. She's typically very easy going with a "take no shit" attitude; she won't bug you if you don't bug her. She's bubbly and easy to get along with, but don't mistake her friendliness for passiveness, she'll rip you a new one if she has to.

Neneh is fiercely devoted to her friends and loved ones and will do everything in her power to help them out if they need, whether it's cooking something for them if they're under the weather or even if it's just a shoulder to cry on. She's the one responsible for recruiting Shay to the Nasty Habits MC.

She's an extremely skilled seamstress, able to work with many fabrics, from silk to leather. She's always enjoyed "upcycling", bedazzling, and repurposing the fabric scraps from other projects into their own pieces — many of the clothes worn by the other girls in the gang are some of Neneh's creations.

A Glimpse of Backstory...

Neneh realized she was gay at a young age, reluctantly deciding it was best for her safety to leave her home because of the island's homophobic beliefs. Originally considering elsewhere in the Caribbean, she eventually set her sights on Miami instead, partially because of Yellowman’s song “Jamaica a Little Miami” but also because she had family in the area. Shortly after her 18th birthday, she made the move.

She was the third member to join the 'Nasty Habits' after an altercation with Estefania; Neneh had attempted to steal from her which prompted Estefania to retaliate by stabbing her with the arrow as it was the only 'weapon' she had on her. This of course prompted the manifestation of Neneh's stand, Voodoo Child, and secured her spot in the gang.

Neneh met Shay in August of '83 after a scuffle in the latter's motel room while attempting to break in; Neneh had assumed the room was empty because of Shay's habit of parking her bike inside the room. Despite the rocky first meeting, the two girls quickly became inseparable best friends. The two of them have been through a lot together, and to say that Neneh is concerned about her best friend going AWOL in 1987 would be an understatement...

#wake up babe new oc just dropped #jojo oc #jjba: bad moon rising #oc neneh #i am.. most likely gonna come back and edit this in the future but still #cw homophobia mention #anyway #stan neneh for clear skin #my sweet beloved neneh i would literally die for her she's one of my favorite ocs #oc intro #oc bio

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titanofthedepths · 2 years

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Tbh Mordekaiser doesnt have a single bad skin

#like…pentakill 3 mordekaiser isnt my favorite of his skins but its still not bad #project mordekaiser? rips. king of clubs mordekaiser? fucks. original pentakill mordekaiser? the best one #every day is mantiddy monday w og pentakill mordekaiser #nautilus is my fav forever and ever but im not a huge fan of most of his skins #like the new ones nice? but. ehhh #doesnt compete w astronautilus #then again nothing competes w astronautilus

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spamalie · 1 month

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The rr/b's resurrected designs are a step above the original in almost every aspect except i wish brlck got to keep his bangs . Bald as hell under there

#bo0mers hair in particular feels more like a haircut a scrappy little boy would have #like he needs a haircut now and its starting to curl up at the edges. as opposed to whatever he had going on before #im not sure what the original idea was w butkh liek at all. i dont know how to interpret it. was it a bowl cut #his new one doesnt particularly look Realistic in any sense but it fits him better i theenk #and also im glad they gave brlck long hair like cmon. Why Not right #like i said though im confused why the hole in his hat is colored in with skin. it looks Wrong #like i straight up refused to draw it that way as a kid i made a conscious effort to always color it in with his hair color #i do headcanon that he does still have bIossoms bangs under there though and were just seeing his forehead between the part #brlcks original design was really good though jts my favorite of the original rr/bs #he looks like such a little baby im gonna pinch his cheeks and send him to school with a ham sandwich and some fruit

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a-very-fond-farewell · 2 months

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fuck my tendinitis it’s writing time peeps and imma type like this despite the pain

#sneaky niki #lamb loose liveblogging #silky niki #no one can stop me from writing about my messy bitches #also I found out why I never figured BIBI sang that iconic song in Beyond Evil #1) it’s in ost part 2 and I only checked part 1 back in the days and 2) I think only kazino was out then & I hadn’t been a fan of hers yet #so u better know that song is on repeat tonight #also my favorite ‘90s J-Lo coded gay icon Chunga will be back soon with a new album and I cannot wait #ARTMS has finally announced songs too #my skin is clear my crops watered #it’s time to find out why SDY had to do what he had just done at the end of ch 13 (not telling you what eheh 😈🔥)#ch 14 here we goo

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francesderwent · 1 year

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wish list for people who don’t want anything

aka possessions which are just possessions, but which have noticeably improved my quality of life: for when people ask you “what do you want for your birthday/Christmas/graduation” and you instantly transform into St Francis and pledge fealty to Lady Poverty because your mind went blank

nice. new. sheets. I cannot emphasize this one enough. if you’re still using the same sheets you had in college, you should probably get new ones. get yourself some 100% bamboo rayon sheets—they're silky and perfect for summer and great for sensitive skin! or, if you’re cold all the time, flannel sheets!

kitchen knives. or even just one really good kitchen knife.

new curtains—blackout if you are a creature of the night like I am

fleece lined anything, but especially sweatpants and hoodies. wool lined socks are also good. if you don’t have the option of coming home after work and putting on an entire outfit that is loose and fuzzy, you should change that, because you deserve that option.

cookie sheets with a layer of air between the top and the bottom. the bottoms of your cookies will never burn again.

kitchen scale!!! no more leveling off flour with a knife and getting it all over the table!! now all your measuring is just shoveling stuff in and out of bowls like you’re at the beach. baking is both more accurate and also way more fun.

coffee bean grinder. if you want to upgrade your coffee experience, this is a great one-time purchase. just-ground beans have a much better flavor than pre-ground.

CDs!! ask for a gift card and expand your physical music collection! or a collection of the DVDs for your favorite show!

#in which cate tells stories #i had this in my drafts and had forgot about it #and it's now the perfect time of year for it and reputayswift reminded me

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discotenny · 7 months

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they wear the same outfits for 5 years and it only takes a few months time skip to get new ones 😂

PFFFFF

I’m just glad my baby Dice could afford a new jacket 😭😭😭 (even if it’s just the same one with thicker sleeves LOL)

#asks are fun uwu #I appreciate the consistency these men have #but I do like their casual wear in the manga. like when ichi wore that skin tight black shirt !!!#THE ABSOLUTE BOOBAGE ON THAT MAN !!#the extra wardrobe fits are also nice but I think these new ones have to be my favorite outside of their og fits

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anxiousbabybird · 3 months

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Love and Deepspace men x fem!reader slightly unhinged and NSFW HCs, PART 2!

Once again, minors do not interact! I made you guys a part 2 of my current thoughts. No plot or card spoilers in my comments or reblogs, please and thank you 💙

Part 1

Rafayel

Have you met this man? He wants to know where you’re at and who you’re with at all times. So jealous. It’s probably in your best interest to forget other men exist once you’re dating him

Convinced you to suck his dick while he’s painting to see if it helps convey emotion into his painting—he accidentally pushed the paintbrush through the canvas when he came

Loves when you ride him—it’s so cute watching you bounce on him and use his body for your own pleasure. This also allows him to sit back a little and enjoy every sound you make, every facial expression, every feeling. Of course he does eventually get bored and flips you onto your back for his turn

Before you’re dating, he persuades you into being a nude model for him. He takes his time caressing your skin and telling you he has to “feel” the art, lets his hands wander and linger as he moves your body little by little until you’re in the exact position he wanted. Spends hours staring at your naked body, pretending to draw it (he finished his sketch hours ago but he doesn’t want you getting dressed yet)

Kinks/fetishes: biting, marking, breeding, spit, primal, spanking, mirror sex, praise, wax, shibari, choking, exhibitionism

Loves a pussy job—just sliding his cock between your folds and tapping at your clit like he’s knocking on a door until he cums all over you. Loves this for two reasons: 1) you look exquisite with your clit swollen and body spattered in cum, and 2) the banter between the two of you during a pussy job is top tier. It’s not quite degradation, but you’re both going back and forth in the most teasing way, riling each other up.

Has the biggest praise kink. He thinks he might actually die if you don’t tell him how amazing he is at least 12 times a day

Part of the pretty dick club. It’s actually perfect—thick but not too thick, long but not too long, nice veins wrapping around and well groomed at the base. Some would say it’s perfect.

Xavier

Sometimes when he’s flustered by you, his body emits a soft glow because of his evol. You notice it for the first time when you surprise him with a kiss to his cheek. He glows a little brighter the first time he kisses your lips too.

He’s fallen asleep during sex before. Usually after several rounds, he’s cum twice already, and you’re laying on your sides on the bed and he’s lazily thrusting into you from behind and all of a sudden he stops. Sheathed inside you and an arm around your waist. When you look over your shoulder, he’s sounds asleep and already softly snoring. You have no choice but to do the same, falling asleep in his arms and keeping his cock nice and warm all night

His favorite position is missionary where your legs are wrapped around his waist and he’s slowly, deeply thrusting into you. He likes seeing every expression on your face, really feeling you sucking him in, hearing every breathy moan you try to hide from him. And he likes that he can kiss you whenever he wants

Likes to read at night, even though he falls asleep doing it. When you start staying nights at his place, he convinces you to read out loud to him and you do that every night until he falls asleep with his head on your chest.

Kinks/fetishes: hair pulling (he likes when you give a little tug), overstimulation, marking, cum play, face sitting, cockwarming

Loves fresh flowers and brings you new ones every week. He thinks they’re pretty and hopes you appreciate them the way he does. Sometimes he buys them or sometimes he picks them from some lush patch in the forest. Always takes some for himself so he knows when they start dying and he needs to get you new ones.

Loves to lay his head in your lap so you can play with his hair

The kind of guy who will keep his hand holding yours no matter what because he wants to make sure you’re staying beside him. Sometimes takes one of your hands and puts it in the pocket of his sweatshirt with his just so it stays warm.

Zayne

He was very opposed to fucking in the hospital at first but then on a day he was super stressed, you stopped by and sucked him off under his desk while he reviewed charts and he was able to successfully perform a surgery other doctors thought was inoperable—he was more lenient on sex in the hospital after that

Kinks/fetishes: size kink, spanking, brat taming, choking, degradative praise, impact (spanking/flogging/paddle), breeding, edging/denial, thigh riding, dirty talk

Has absolutely bent you over his knee to spank you when you’re being a brat and talking back to him all the time with no regard for your own well being. All he wants is to take care of you because you never take care of yourself. And he would take the best care of you.

Cunt smacks. No further explanation needed.

Favorite sex position is prone bone. He likes hitting it from the back because sometimes the prolonged eye contact that can come with facing each other makes him uncomfortable. But doggy style isn’t what he wants because he wants to feel your body against his, holds you as close as possible. This position works best because every inch of him is atop you and he can feel your body there beneath him, he gets to tuck his head into your neck to bite or kiss or moan into, he’s close to your ear and can whisper filthy things or tell you how close he is or how good you feel around him, and most of all, this position has him so fucking deep inside you that he swore nothing in this life felt better the first time he entered you in this way

Allergic to saying nice things to you 98% of the time.

He runs cold because of his evol and sometimes when he cums, it feels like ice inside of you. Made you scream in surprise the first time but leads to some fun temperature play where he uses his tongue to warm you up after. He’s also often cold and loves to curl up against you and tell you that you’re his heater.

#ThickDickClub

@luffysprincess @seraphofthesimps @adaurielle

#love and deepspace #rafayel #rafayel x reader #rafayel love and deepspace #xavier x reader #xavier love and deepspace #zayne x reader #zayne love and deepspace #zayne #love and Deepspace hcs #rafayel HCs #Zavier HCs #Zayne HCs #mdni

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the-californicationist · 3 months

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he gives great gifts

Price/Reader - TW: remote vibrator, minor female ejaculation

“Hey, love, I’m home,” Price’s voice called out to you, summoning you to the front door.

He was carrying all of your packages and mail, along with his rucksack, home for the weekend. You took the mail, helping him leave the worries of the day at the door to join you in the kitchen. You were making his favorite, chicken spaghetti, and you just started the oven.

Your captain sat at the island counter, opening up the mail and sorting out the bills. He kissed you as you walked past him, his mustache tickling your lip and cheek

“Mm,” he moaned, “How was your day?”

“Good,” you smiled, flirting with him, “Missed you, though. How was yours? Any news from Laswell?”

“No, not yet. Still waiting on the intel. Oh, hey, it came!” He lit up, tearing into a small package with his knife.

“What’s that?” You asked over your shoulder, bending to put the chicken in the oven.

“Bought you an early birthday present. Come see,” he was holding a black box, lifting the lid to reveal the prize inside.

“John, I thought we said no gifts? What did you… oh, my God. Is that what I think it is?”

“Yeah,” he smiled like he had just won a medal, prideful and obviously chuffed, “...and it has a remote.”

You were staring at a lime green, silicone dildo. It was shaped like a curved smile, one large end for insertion and the other smaller end to be nestled on top of your clit.

“A remote?” You asked, taking out the toy and feeling its smoothness in your hands. It was lightweight, but very solid. It seemed expensive, well-crafted, and like John had spent way too much money on you, as usual.

It buzzed in your hands, coming alive with a low rumble. It shocked you, and you almost dropped it.

“Oh, my God!” You laughed, “What was that?”

He held up a matching lime green remote. It was small, like a car fob, and it had a few different buttons to choose from. Price’s face was full of mischief,

“Put it in, love.”

“I’m making dinner,” you protested, but you didn’t put it down.

“So?” He whispered darkly, dragging your hips toward him, kissing you deeply, licking your mouth and leaving little love bites down the side of your neck.

You giggled, smiling sweetly. He made it so easy to give in to him. You sighed,

“Okay, okay. Help me put it in, honey.”

Price put the remote down and slid your pants down to your thighs, pulling your panties down with them. He took the toy from you and opened the little packet of lube that came in the pouch, coating the thick end. He hesitated, slipping his own finger into you first, finding you a little too wet and already turned on.

He made a face, full of delighted surprise, teasing you,

“Someone’s excited, hm?”

Impatient, he slid the toy into you gently, fitting it at your entrance and pressing it up into you. He pulled it back out again and used it to fuck you for a few strokes, making you moan quietly, leaning forward to steady yourself on his huge forearm.

“Mm,” he groaned, “You like that, love?”

“Yeah,” you gasped.

He settled it all the way in and made sure the front was in the right place before replacing your panties and your leggings back up around your waist. You kissed him again, and went back into the kitchen to finish up with dinner.

The excitement of knowing he could control your pleasure was building inside of you. You didn’t see the remote on the countertop, and he was busy recycling the boxes, so you thought you were safe. You leaned down again to check the chicken, and then you almost came out of your skin as the toy came alive inside of you.

Price was unbothered, pouring a few fingers of whisky into his glass, innocently. He saw you looking at him and smiled knowingly, taking a long swig of the amber liquid into his mouth. You glared, but you needed to put the pasta on to boil. So, you turned back around to grab a pot.

Inside of you, the toy buzzed, low and rumbling, shaking your clit and rattling against your g-spot in tandem, freezing you in place, riding out the waves of sensation. You struggled to bring yourself back to your task, but you wanted to play along, so you brought the pot over to the sink, panting, trying to work through the blinding pleasure, filling the pot with warm water. You had a few seconds to wait for it to reach the top, so you closed your eyes, reveling in the vibrations.

You let out a moan, eyes still wrenched shut, hands on either side of the sink.

“Um, love?” Price interrupted your lust, pointing to the pot which was now overflowing.

“Oh, shit,” you turned off the tap, and managed to pour out some of the water without too much trouble.

However, as you turned to walk it back over to the stove, he turned up the intensity. There was now some sort of… rotation… happening inside of you. It honestly felt like you were being fucked, like a cock was thrusting up into you, punishing your core. You stopped in your tracks, gripping the heavy pot for dear life, moaning in full volume.

“John!”

Everything stopped. You gasped, your eyes flitting to him immediately. The captain was grinning from ear to ear, drinking his whisky and enjoying the show. He chuckled,

“What is it? You alright?”

You laughed in short, panting breaths, rolled your eyes at him, and put the pot down to open the pantry for the spaghetti. When you reached for the door handle, the sensations were back, sending bolts of pleasure through your pussy, making your panties damp as you gushed out around the unrelenting dildo. You grabbed the handle tighter, steadying yourself against the frame of the door, resting your body against it, keening like a paid whore. Just as you were about to tumble over the edge, inches away from coming, it stopped again.

“John Price,” you turned toward him, eyes wild, “You did not just - ”

“I’m starving,” he said casually, not even looking in your direction, pretending to scroll through his phone, “Think you’ll have dinner ready soon, love?”

You groaned, opening the door and reaching for the pasta boxes, waiting for him to click the button again.

There was nothing.

You waited in the pantry a little longer, baiting him.

Nothing. Not even a little jiggle.

You barged out of the pantry, and as soon as he saw you, you were sent to your knees. He’d turned whatever setting it was all the way up. You dropped the pasta boxes, crawling on the floor of the kitchen like an animal, screaming out lurid cries and feeling your thighs tremble from the onslaught.

“Did you think I would let you hide in there where I couldn’t see you?” His question was delivered with cold cruelty. He had left his seat and was now standing over you, remote in hand, watching you suffer at his feet. You begged for mercy,

“Baby, please, God… I need… oh, fuck!”

“Pick up the pasta. Now,” He commanded you, his voice loud and oppressive.

“John, please,” you clutched at the leg of his jeans, feeling like you were coming in waves and waves and waves.

He reached down with his empty hand and grabbed you by the hair at the base of your skull, forcing you to look up at him,

“I said: Pick. Up. The. Pasta.”

“Okay, okay…” You were trying to breathe. You let go of his pant leg and reached for the boxes, feeling your pussy clench around the toy as it fucked the life out of you.

Your hands were shaking. The dry spaghetti made the sound of cheap maracas, clattering out of the box and splashing in the boiling water. You tried to open the second box, and you couldn’t. Your hands weren’t following your commands.

Price’s eyes bore into you as he stood next to you, watching you come apart under his control. Very casually, he took the box from you, opened it, and handed it back to you. He was breathing hard, as if he, too, was being subjected to the same sensations.

Unable to stop yourself, you looked down at his cock. It was pressing against his pants, making a perfect outline of itself, hard as a stone. He caught you looking and palmed himself over the top of the fabric, squeezing the head to relieve some of the tension.

You were practically drooling for him. But, you went back to the meal, putting the other box of pasta in as gently as you could. The way that this toy was fucking you almost reminded you of having John’s fingers in you while he sucked on your clit. The vibrations and steady rocking movements brought you to completion in a way where you couldn’t tell where one orgasm ended and the other began.

As you turned your back to face Price, he moved toward you, pulling you away from the stove and shoving you up against the countertop. He snaked his hand between your legs and pushed up on the toy, forcing it to fuck you deeper than normally possible, shoving it in you mercilessly.

“John, I’m going to come, please!”

You came, but it was unique. You felt like you were wetting yourself, coming so hard that fluid was squirting out of you, soaking your panties and leggings, along with John’s invasive hand.

“Mm, fuck,” he growled in your ear, “Did you just squirt for me? Bloody fucking hell.”

“I don’t…” you couldn’t form coherent thoughts, “I dunno. John, help me, please…”

“Sweet girl, do you need this cock?” he pulled your bottoms down, trapping your knees with them, and held you up by your waist. He turned off the vibrator and tugged it out of you gently. You were so slick that it slid out of you without much resistance. Your pussy was throbbing, flooded with come, and desperate for a familiar sort of relief.

“Yes, please, God,” you begged, tears in the corners of your eyes.

“Alright, love,” he let you feel his hot head at your pulsating entrance, ready to sink into you, “It’s alright, I'm here now.”

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