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thevillainswhore · 9 months
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Perverse Desires
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader
Word Count: 4k
Summary: Assigned an undercover mission, you’re partnered up with the bane of your existence, Bucky, to pay a visit to a s-ex club. What could go wrong?
Warnings: Smut (s-ex club, oral f receiving, f-ingering, nipple play, voyeruism, exhibitionism, degradation)
A/N: unbeta’d, dividers by saradika
Um, idk where this came from tbh, enjoy tho x
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“Are you sure I’m the right person for this, Cap?”
The mission brief Steve handed over to you had stunned you in all honesty. You had been on numerous undercover missions for the team in the past, so there was no doubt in your mind or anyone else’s that you were capable for the job. It was your speciality - having a knack for being precise with discrete sufficiency and perfect timing to be able to get in and get out without making a fuss. But, this was totally new, even for you.
“Agent, I have no concern whether you’re fit for this job. I know it’s… different.” Steve clears his throat and you know this is as awkward for him as it is for you. “But, you were highly recommended and you have a- um, how d-do I say this? You, er-“
Tony interrupts Steve’s rambling from his seat in the corner of the office you were all situated in, decidingly having enough of watching his co-worker stumble from embarrassment.
“What Captain prude is trying to say, sweetheart, is that you have the right look for the job - great features, killer body - y’know? You’ll draw the target out no problem.” He finishes his explanation by throwing a wink paired with a smug smirk at Steve’s flushed cheeks.
“Yes. Thank you, Tony.” The grimace on Steve’s face has you desperate to laugh at his unease, but you manage to keep it in, eager to get out of this office soon as possible. “Your skills and experience are also compatible with the nature of this mission, Agent - it’s imperative we don’t mess this up.”
Skimming over the mission brief once more, you take in the role you have to play. An exclusive member of a popular underground sex club that’s been flagged up by Fury for suspicion of covering up a huge drug ring. Target ‘Antonio Maxwell’ - the leader the Avengers were looking to take down. While it wasn’t a world-ending level threat, the new drug allegedly supplied by Maxwell had already implemented significant damage and a high number of mysterious death cases to those in contact with him, concerning enough for higher ups to ask for help with this.
That’s where you came in.
You had enough background knowledge of ring leaders and crime bosses to call point on this - having worked undercover multiple times in this specific area over your years as an agent. Knowing how men like this worked and their strategies to cover their tracks was your forte. This would be a piece of cake for you. Yeah, the sex club element was a new challenge for you, but you were up for it.
“Okay boys. I’m in.”
Pleased hums and mumbled chatter from Steve and Tony as they finished up the paperwork with your agreement faded to the distance as you read till the bottom of the page of the brief - a new detail you must have missed before catching your eye and making you frown in confusion. Lifting your gaze to the men, you question the two of them one more time.
“Um- guys, it says here I’ll be working with a partner? Can I ask who it is?”
And just as Steve and Tony throw each other a worried look that has your eyes growing wide with realisation, you hear the door click open, a tall, beefy figure joining the room to announce his presence.
You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.
“Sorry I’m late Punk, what did’ya need?”
Bucky Barnes.
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“Y’know you don’t have to look so happy to see me dollface, I know how much you love spending time with me.”
Hell didn’t have shit on this.
Barnes is the literal bane of your existence. Constantly a pain in your ass since he had nothing better to do with his days than annoy you. Avenger you may not be, but the amount of time you still have to spend around him is ridiculous. Training, gym, drills. He just seems to be in your presence 24/7 and if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was doing it on purpose. His teasing and childish remarks at your capability to do your job always has you biting your tongue around him. Frustration leading you to walk away from what you were previously doing, or causing you to snap in anger and scream at him in front of the other recruits - smug smile plastered over the bastard’s face knowing he’d won, yet again.
Bucky was unbearable.
You are also possibly the only one in the entire Shield initiative, who hadn’t fallen for his charm or swooned over him - women and men actually falling over their feet just at the sight of him - never mind what they did to actually have a scrap of his attention.
Sickening.
And so you believe it’s because of this reason, Barnes has made it his business to make sure every day is torture for you. His fragile masculinity unable to comprehend that you’re just not into him. Not desperate enough to whittle your entire being to admiring him.
Even if he did have them ocean blue eyes you occasionally got lost in.
Where the hell did that come from?
“Just because we’re paired together Barnes, doesn’t mean we have to speak - let’s just get this mission done with and go back home. Sooner this is over the better.”
Bucky’s mock gasp at your scolding only boils your blood hotter.
“Okay, first of all, ouch, I thought we were friends, baby.” His low chuckle and his pet names have you fighting the war going on between your cunt and your head.
“And second of all, we kinda have to talk. It’s part of the mission - the whole sex crazed relationship we got going on to be exclusive members of the club, remember? Silly bunny, I know your head gets a little fuzzy sometimes, but catch up dollface, you’re slacking.”
Okay, that shouldn’t be making my panties wet.
Huffing a frustrated sigh and ignoring his efforts to rile you up, you snatch the mission brief out of the compartment of the car and place it over your legs to read it over one more time before reaching your destination. Not giving Bucky the satisfaction of seeing your thighs rub together to stop the ache in your pussy and the butterflies in your stomach.
“There’s a good girl.”
Fuck.
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The tacky neon signs and the disco lights of the bar you arrive at almost give you a headache worse than Barnes did on a bad day - you know this is a front to their downstairs adult party.
Stepping out of the car in your knee high leather boots is a task, but you make it look effortless as you smoothly swing your legs round and stand up, shuffling your tight, mini black dress down to cover as much of your ass as possible. Your outfit had to match the vibe of the character you were playing and you didn’t sell her short.
Bucky, however, got the better end of the stick in his full black suit. Top three buttons of his shirt undone to reveal his broad chest with a smattering of hair.
Stupid fucking Barnes and his stupid, slutty chest.
Closing your eyes and inhaling a deep breath to calm your headspace for the mission, you fail to notice the silent ex-assassin creep up beside you and whisper in your ear, “Last minute nerves, dollface?”.
Your eyes open wide in shock at the feel of his breath against your neck, goosebumps running down your arms and you push down the urge to shiver. “Oh Jesus fucking Christ, do you mind? A bit of personal space would be nice please”, turning your head towards Bucky, you realise too late how close he is to you, noses almost bumping together as his intense gaze pins you to your spot.
“Can’t start getting all jumpy on me now, baby bunny. Thought you were good at your job.”
You can nearly feel the motion of his lips moving as he speaks. How easy it would be to just move that tiny bit closer to finally know if they’re as soft and plump as they look.
You’re better than this, he’s making you look weak - that’s his plan.
Your leather heels click as you walk away from him, tearing your body out of danger and berating yourself for acting just like those back at the compound, the lovesick recruits who put Bucky Barnes on a pedestal. You would not be like them. Not in a million years.
You don’t see Bucky cock his head as he watches your hips sway side to side, but you definitely hear his low whistle in reference to your ass - his grunt of laughter following soon after when you stick your middle finger up over your shoulder at him.
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Security protocol of the club doesn’t take as long as you thought it would, the tech department handling your fake identity documents with the utmost care to ensure there would be no issues.
Now, you stood at the ominous red door at the end of the hallway, about to be let into the most prestigious sex club known. You couldn’t say you were totally ready, the natural fear of the unknown rattling your psyche. Yet, you didn’t let it show. Face stoic with a subtle sultry undertone to enhance your allure.
Bucky’s coded knocks on the door echoes through the hallway, his cold metal hand snaking over your waist and squeezing the meat of your hip. If the door hadn't opened as quick you would have stomped on his foot.
Would of served the fucker right.
And soon enough, with a private spoken password, only sent to the invited elite, you were in.
Holy. Fuck.
Had Bucky not kept his arm around your waist you would have fell flat on your ass.
Everywhere you looked had your heart beat erratically speeding up. Cocks. Tits. Pussys. All of it was on show without a care in the world. Threesomes, gangbangs, doms and subs. Any sexual position or kink your mind could conjure up was playing out in front of you - the glow of the red strobe lights highlighting the sweat, spit and cum covering numerous naked bodies.
The music blasting over the speakers had no chance of silencing the high pitched moans and needy whimpers of pleasure. Whips smacking against skin and leather cuffs clinking against railings - you didn’t know how to process your senses going haywire.
“What’s a matter, dollface? Don’t tell me you haven’t seen a cock before.”
You don’t think you could have suppressed the tingles shooting through your nerves at Bucky’s use of the word ‘cock’, the image already engraved in your mind of you squirming in his hold as he tells you his filthy thoughts.
Bitch, now is not the time.
Right, you had a mission to complete and you couldn’t fuck this up.
“Shut the fuck up Barnes. We didn’t come here to fuck around and argue, so you scour the left side of the room and I’ll take the right - if you see Maxwell then communicate through the coms.” Without listening to what would without a doubt be another jab at you from Bucky, you stepped away and left him alone, praying that a moment away from him would clear your head.
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It had been at least an hour of searching, still no sign of Maxwell or at least any type of drug dealings you could snap a picture of for evidence. The ache ever present in your feet from the six inch leather boots. You had scoured the entirety of your side, ignoring the clapping of wet skin and grunts of feral men. You just needed a minute to rethink your strategy and come up with a new plan - something worthy enough to draw Maxwell out of his hiding spot for the night.
Stepping into the nearest open plan room, you lean against the wall and rub your temples in an attempt to get your brain flowing. Not noticing the growing crowd gathering to watch the spectacle on the sofa in the middle of the room. You really hadn’t paid attention to the man laying a woman down and spreading her legs for everyone to get a good view, too preoccupied with your own situation.
It only registered what was happening when you heard the first breathy whine of a woman, slowly lifting your head to witness a man licking her pussy in languid strokes, thumbs holding her folds open to suck her clit.
Shit, this is really happening.
It also occurred to you that the woman kind of looked like you - same hair colour and body type, enough to have you imagining it was you in her position.
You swallowed the growing knot in your throat, the arousal pooling in your lacy underwear creating a sticky mess. Chest heaving up and down as the scene before you had your breaths coming in heavier.
What the fuck am I doing?
You had never counted yourself as a voyeurist. You most definitely were not inexperienced and had experimented plenty in the bedroom with partners, but this was a total new sensation for you. Watching someone else bask in the pleasure their partner was bringing them, legs trembling uncontrollably. It was really doing it for you.
Without permission, you found yourself stepping closer, greedy to be just that tiny bit nearer to the main event. Your mouth stayed open as you placed your hands on both of your arms, licking your lips with raw need.
As you got a closer look at the man, you took in his mid length brunette hair, tied up in a bun at the back of his head. He had a broad stocky build, beefy and probably big enough to tower over you should he stand up. Wait…
He looks like Bucky.
You shifted on the balls of your feet at your new epiphany, shaking in anticipation on whether to stay and watch or leave.
Surely it couldn’t hurt to watch a little, right?
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Bucky was growing fed up with the lack of leads on his hunt for information. No sightings of drugs and no clue where the leader of the drug ring was. He guesses you were still searching on your end too, a silent line on his com alerting him you’d found nothing as well.
He should probably go check to see how you’re doing.
While Bucky knows how irritated he makes you, it wasn’t his intention to make you dislike him, believe it or not. In fact, he had the biggest crush on you and just didn’t know how to deal with it. It’s true he really is used to most people gawking in lust over him and the endless invitations to go out for a drink. So when he first observed your blatant disregard for him, it sent him into a frenzy, powerless to his instant attraction for you. He was desperate to get a reaction out of you, even if it had you wanting to pummel him into the ground.
You’re cute when you’re angry, sue him.
And he’s not stupid enough to not comprehend the tension between you, you’re just unwilling to give in - don’t want the shame of contradicting yourself and falling for him like the rest of them.
Silly little bunny, you’d give in soon enough.
So imagine his surprise when he silently walks into the next room to find you there, hand trembling against your neck as you watch a man sloppily eat a woman’s pussy, teeth biting your lower lip to stop any noise from coming out of your mouth.
His naughty little minx, getting off by watching other people fuck. He was impressed.
Bucky wouldn’t have pegged you as a little voyeur. He can’t say he’s disappointed though.
It’s times like this where Bucky praises his super hearing from the serum, low chatter from the upper floor has him pulled out of his thoughts of you and sneaking a glance up to see a middle aged man leaning over the open plan railing and looking directly out at you. Maxwell.
Fuck, he was onto you.
Options speed through Bucky's head as he quickly concocts a plan to kill two birds with one stone. Throwing the target off your scent and getting to have some fun with you.
Time to play, babydoll.
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Glued to the scene in front of you, your surroundings blur, mission forgotten as you focus on the sounds of the woman’s sloppy wet cunt, obscene squelching from the man’s thick fingers that fuck her pussy and her juices spraying out.
All the more reason for the loud gasp that escapes you as a cold hard hand wraps around your throat and drags you back into a firm chest, the whir of fingers squeezing the sides to slightly cut off your airway. Warm breath tickling the curve of your neck as electricity shoots through your body.
“Who’d have thought a stuck up little bitch like you enjoys something as dirty as this, huh?”
Shit.
“You’re a filthy fuckin’ slut, you know that baby? Y’know how disgusting you are getting off on this?” You can’t help crossing your legs to try and create some friction to ease the ache in your cunt and the needy whimpers that echo across the room even with Bucky's hand choking you - blending with the slick noise of the woman’s wet pussy on the sofa.
You weren't banking on your mission partner catching you in the devious act, anxiety bleeding over you as he finds out how shameless you are and how much you want him.
A large number of the growing crowd have turned to watch the display of you and Bucky. Humiliation washing over you from his degradation and how exposed you feel.
Bucky hadn’t felt this horny for as long as he could remember, his hard cock straining against his trousers over how much he’s enjoying turning you to putty in his hands for everyone to see.
You’re mine, little bunny. Even if everyone can see the dumb fucked out mess I’ve reduced you to.
“C’mon dollface, you’re normally so feisty, where’s them claws you like to scratch me with, kitten?”
His condescending words only cease to turn you into a bigger puddle, unable to get your words out without moaning or stuttering, “B-bucky, p-please.”
Even though Bucky wants to hold out longer, he can’t help but bring his other arm up from his firm hold on your waist up to your tits, toying with your peaked nippes over your dress.
Somehow, the little shit knew they were sensitive.
His grip on your throat moves up to hold your jaw, making sure you’re still watching the other couple play as he tweaks your nippes, rubbing his thumb over them and squeezing your tits. He fucking loved it. The broken moans you no longer care to keep down break free as drool drips down your chin.
You didn't think you could like being spoken to the way Bucky does, his harsh words but soothing tone has your head fuzzy and your mind empty, no coherent thoughts other than the man behind you.
Your ass rubs back onto Bucky’s crotch as you squirm in his hold, the throaty rumble he lets out only worsening the throb of your cunt.
“Y’know they kinda look like us don’t ya think, bunny baby? Is that what has you so fuckin’ gone, huh? You wanna know how good I’d eat your pretty little pussy?” He starts to grind his cock into the curve of your ass, the thin material of your dress leaving no guesses to how thick he really is.
It’s helpless as your head flops back onto Bucky's shoulder, boneless in his arms. You’ve forgotten about everyone else in the room with you, only enough room in your head to process who’s making you feel so good.
The tingling of your swollen clit has you wailing needy moans, the lack of stimulation edging you and forcing tears from your eyes.
“Oh dollface, you’re crying now? You need me to make all those tingles go away?”
You couldn’t nod your head fast enough, dragging his hand to place it over your soaked panties under your dress with pleas whispered against his neck. He’d punish you for that in normal circumstances, but right now he really wants to see you cum.
His warm fingers gently start rubbing your pulsing clit, the added friction of your lace underwear making your eyes roll to the back of your head and high pitched whimpers to fill the room. Gyrating your hips to follow his motion, you can feel the knot in your stomach getting tighter, so close to that release you’re internally begging for.
“You’re so fuckin’ desperate, bunny, my cocks rock fuckin’ solid for ya, bet you could take this fat cock in your tight little cunt.”
You can feel the brink of your orgasm on the precipice from his words, his Brooklyn accent spilling through as he continues to rub his huge cock against your back.
But it’s the switch from rubbing to repeatedly tapping your bundle of nerves as he licks the trail of sweat from your neck to groan in your ear that makes you finally let go.
“Now, fuckin’ cum for me before I leave your pathetic ass begging for me.”
Your legs give out as you suck lungfuls of air back in, eyes cross eyed as you see stars from how powerful your orgasm is. You don’t think you’ve ever cum that hard before in your life, and you’d crawl to Bucky on all fours to beg for it again.
Eventually, your high slowly descends and you come back down to earth, body limp but twitching with spasms. Should you even try to take a step forward you know you’d fall flat on your face, so you're grateful for Bucky keeping a tight embrace around you and cooing shushes into your ear as you muster a fucked out smile on your face.
You don’t care to see if anyone’s still around, if the couple that turned you on and got you into this state in the first place are still going at it.
Bucky, however, takes a peak back up to Maxwell, knowing he’d watched the whole show and his worries had been reassured by your brazen display that you weren’t suspicious. He catches the back of his coat, walking down the steps and into a back room.
The smirk grows back on his face as he takes one hand away from your body, your whine of displeasure all the more satisfying for what comes next, he won’t be able to see your face but that’s okay - he’s more than happy to feel your reaction instead.
Sucking his fingers from your juices that are still running down your leg, he presses the button on the com to send an update on status to backup and Steve.
“Target's position secured. Distraction followed through and on route to prepare for arrest, over.”
Your eyes rip open from your hazy daydream as you soak in Bucky’s update to the rest of the team. Blood running cold when it finally processes his motive for your little show.
“My my little bunny, I gotta say I’m impressed you folded so easily for lil’ old me.” Bucky’s murmur against your head vibrates through your entire being, but you can’t bring yourself to move an inch.
His chuckle has fury bubbling up to the surface, yet you’re speechless as he leaves a gentle kiss to your temple and departs with his final words.
“Didn’t know you were a squirter either, doll. I had fun, looking forward to the next time too. But let’s go catch Maxwell for now, yeah? I’ll even keep hush of your unprofessionalism on the job.”
You can only stare as he strolls towards the back room where you can only assume Maxwell is, whistling a tune to himself as he tucks his hands in his pockets, uncaring to the salacious acts of sex still occurring around you.
You’re so fucked.
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A/N: I have to thank my angel baby @rookthorne for the inspiration in writing this after one of our little domme sessions 👀 loves you so much kotenok 💗 thank you for reading lovelies!!
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nopuarts · 5 months
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hey..... how do u draw illithids so good?? do you have any tips or tricks (sincerely someone who still struggles with their faces :(( ty in advance if you do answer!!)
Ohgod, they're actually a huge pain in the ass for me! Don't let the pics I post fool you, what you're not seeing is me completely starting a sketch over, or scribbling something out and never doing anything with it. I'm not used to drawing face tentacles ;__; they get in the way, cover up parts of the body/clothing and depending on how long they are, you can lose track of them >:( I'm convinced most people struggle with them tbh.
Every artist draws them differently! Which makes me feel okay about how I draw them too. In general I am obsessed with getting down shapes, and I learned that if I draw the eyes too big I won't like how the face comes out so I'm working on that! I try to think about the tentacles replacing the nose/mouth area on a face and go from there. It's weird, and it's more than allowed to be, they're called aberrations after all, so do what feels/looks good to you.
References are always good and morally correct!!! I have a bunch, and use them often.
Gather a bunch of screenshots from tumblr, look at plenty of artist who draw in a style you like, go in game (BG3) and take your own if you can, hell look at artwork/pics from the forgotten realms wiki?? Then look at them while you draw, even practice drawing them over and over.
and I think that's all I got!! Did I ramble?..perhaps..but hopefully it was a tiny bit helpful ; v;
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anfae · 1 year
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Okayyy, I wrote a long post in reply to an ask and then tumblr refused to save it, and then the ask disappeared (lucky I took a screencap)
Let's try like this
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I'm very glad you noticed it because I spend a lot of time on those little details (also I like whiskers) so thanks!!
I'm the kind of chaotic artist who has no idea what they're doing, and I'm also bad at explaining stuff but I'll try. I don't know if it'll help, especially if you're starting out, because I've been drawing for as long as I remember and doing watercolors for over a decade. It's normal to do bad and messy art at first, I did lots in high school. Something I like with watercolor art in general is that artists have their own way of handling it and that's a huge part of their style. You might not be able to paint like me, but you'll grow your own amazing style.
Sooo basically I have two ways of painting whiskers (note that I always draw them with a pencil first):
dark whiskers on a lighter background. I don't have wips showing it on the wolf, but you can see a before/after. I use a brush with a very thin tip, load it with just a tiny bit of watercolor and paint thin lines. When I mess up a line, I add water to lift the paint and erase it. It'll often leave a slight mark though, especially if the paint had dried.
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white whiskers - using masking fluid. I apply the masking fluid with a dip pen before painting, tbh this is a pain in the ass because it dries too quickly and makes clumps, but I can remove it and reapply as many times I need. After painting I remove it and fix any mishap, the whiskers are often still too thick so I add paint on the edges to make them thinner.
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I also soften and darken them, for example on the black cat I painted a light grey on the base and tip of each whisker.
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white whiskers - without masking fluid (still not white paint though). I think I've done that only for my pocket cat, I 'just' painted around the whiskers with a thin thin brush. This is only doable with a few tiny whiskers on a plain background (also I have good eyes and a steady hand, thank goat)
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And here's a video I took while applying the masking fluid on the tiger's whiskers:
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brightorangetea · 4 months
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hope its not weird for me to pop in here randomly but if u want... talk about ur ocs i wanna know more abt any of them :D
Hi!! Thanks for the ask, it's not weird at all!
Sorry it took me so long to get to it. I had a couple existential crisises while trying to think about what to talk about because the last time I doodled them regularly was *checks file id* around 2020 o.o" I have Many OCs for various projects, but I've just been so caught up in Blue Exorcist brainrot lately that they've been just utterly neglected.
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The main two ocs I still play with in my mind are these two, Jessi (left) and Carter (right). They're my "I've had them since I was twelve and they started off really edgy with a buncha worldbuilding and I wanted to draw a webcomic but now that I actually know how to draw I kind of don't want to draw that webcomic anymore because it'd be a pain in the ass" type OCs. But I still tag tumblr posts I like with my oc tag bc sometimes I like to pretend it's still 2013.
Jessi is a powerful ink mage with a mysterious past and a very limited attention span. She gets sent to the underworld bc she did a big no-no. I gave her an ink sword bc I like swords 0w0
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In the underworld she befriends Carter who is half-underworld person, half mage. He wants to get out of the underworld, away from his stinky family, learn to control his magic and become a mage!! But I draw him mostly because I like wavy/curly hair lmao. These two are pretty much joined at the hip and kind of do everything together and have an unhealthy dependency that ruins everyone else's lives around them >:D I love characters that trip ass first through life like a huge snowball of trash and baggage. What are all these random traits? Who knows, but they're going in the snowball and they're going to explode onto anything that stands in their way.
I don't really know how to talk about my OCs tbh. In my mind they're a jumble of ideas and emotions I want to convey and I just kind of pray that one day I'll gain the ability to weave that into some kind of story that makes sense.
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clown-demon · 6 months
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GET TO KNOW ME BETTER!
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Alias/name: Ti
Birthday: September 2nd
Zodiac: Virgo
Height: 5'4"
Hobbies: Writing, video games, drawing, shit posting
Favorite color: Blue, red, purple, black
Favorite Book: Uuuuh.. idk man.. I've read a lot in the past but my ass KNOWS any of the Bungo Stray Dogs novels I'll love despite not reading them yet. But honestly The Sight by David Clements is one of my favs.
Last Song: -looks at what's playing on Spotify rn.- Sham Pain by Five Finger Death Punch
Last movie/show: Bungo Stray Dogs.. second time watching it and not the last cuz I gotta do icons for Kitten. But it's my comfort show so-- yeah.
Recent Read: My RP threads LOL
Inspiration: Uuuh, other people's writings and watching BSD tbh. When I see my bois my muses go CRAZY.
Story behind url: Nikolai is referred to as 'The Clown' in the Decay of Angels while Fyodor is referred to as 'The Demon.' Since this blog is MOSTLY them, I decided to combine the two together. It used to be Magic-Clown but then Fyodor's like 'bitch I'm here too. Make ROOM.'
Fun Fact: I'm a HUGE dumbass, like one of the biggest dumb asses you'll ever meet. But I am AMAZING at chess and can beat most people I play LMAO. I was always top in chess clubs and beat everyone's asses. The ONLY time I wouldn't in chess clubs was against this kid named Josh-- time would ALWAYS run out and we NEVER finished a game. So in that club me and Josh were the top players and I've made people cry playing against me cuz they think they're gonna win and then I DESTROY them.. Man I miss being in chess club.
Tagged by: I stole it
Tagging: STEAL IT. But tag me so I can read <3
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soriastrider · 1 year
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if youre gonna be horny for dirk, him in a Gris swimsuit would be fun
ppppffft
...i guess this is what i get for drawing him in a bunch of shiny skin tight outfits recently lmao
(im not gonna draw this particular outfit because it's quite a bit too suggestive for me to want to be posting on the internet even if i did draw it, and also tbh the anatomy would be a huge pain in the ass to draw lol. but i will definitely put dirk in a variety of other stuff :P)
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not-poignant · 2 years
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Hey Pia
Fellow writer here. I cross post on wattpad and ao3 but started off on wattpad and have quite a bit of experience on it so just wanted to give you some helpful info.
There are many, many stories on wattpad that contain very explicit content, including r@pe and torture and sexual slavery, so the subject matter of your stories really wouldn't be a problem as long as you rate them as Mature and use appropriate tags.
Wattpad only prohibits stories that contain actual photographic imagery (like photos/drawings), depictions of sexual activities containing characters under the age of 16, explicit scenes of child sexual abuse, the glorification of abuse, characters in incestuous relationships (if they're the main characters. Non-explicit incest or mentions of it between side/minor characters is less of an issue and isn't prohibited as far as I'm aware), and of course any plagiarized material.
As for chapter length you might want to break up each of your chapters in to 2 or even 3 chapters. This is because for some reason the wattpad website, and especially the app, starts to lag or freeze if chapters are too large. I'd say the best word cap is between 3k-5k per chapter.
Also when it comes to marketing, wattpad offers a ton of options. Like paid stories and applications to submit to Editor's Picks.
The LGBTQ+ collection is smaller than that on ao3 but it's a lot larger now than it was when I first joined in 2014.
There's also a lit of fanfic on wattpad, although there's far more original fiction.
Wattpad allows you to customize your profile page a lot more than ao3 and enables you to advertise multiple links.
And like ao3, wattpad let you see your story statistics.
So yeah, I think cross posting on wattpad could be really good for you. Whatever you decide, I hope it goes well.
You've been a huge inspiration for me over the years when it felt like there was no point writing. Thank you.
Hi hi anon!
I have actually posted about splitting all of my chapters, that's actually what prompted me to post about Wattpad here in the first place. :D It's such a pain in the ass. Tbh the biggest reason I've heard is 'attention difficulties from Wattpad readers.' Which makes me incredibly grateful for AO3 readers, like, even more grateful than I already was.
Wattpad allows you to customize your profile page a lot more than ao3 and enables you to advertise multiple links.
That's the main reason I'm joining! Which I mention in this post here. :) I wouldn't be doing this at all otherwise.
Wattpad only prohibits stories that contain actual photographic imagery (like photos/drawings), depictions of sexual activities containing characters under the age of 16, explicit scenes of child sexual abuse, the glorification of abuse
This is just it though, you're really not including everything here and I think maybe it's worth revisiting the TOS yourself to remember or read up on what they actually will remove. Your description doesn't include all the content not allowed on Wattpad, and very explicitly they state that content like this is removed:
Glorification of Sexual Violence. Wattpad classifies non-consensual sexual acts to include rape, sexual assault, kidnapping for sexual purposes, or sexual slavery. The content cannot be encouraging or promoting non-consensual sex acts.
Game Theory fits this, Deeper into the Woods fits this (Gwyn is literally fucked to the point of immediately tearing and bleeding), aspects of Eversion fit this, in fact aspects of a lot of my stories fit this. And while everyone has their own personal interpretation of a TOS, I'm going to follow the actual terms of service vs. someone's idea of the terms of service.
Like everyone knows you can put explicit sex up on FF.net even though it's technically completely banned, and get away with it. But if you get reported, you will have that fic immediately removed at best, and sometimes have your account removed too.
Publishing on Amazon is the same. Amazon has very strict (puritan lol) Terms of Service and plenty of people flout and ignore that all the time, but plenty of people get their accounts removed too and are never allowed to publish again. It's just not worth the risk.
I have written the glorification of sexual violence. I've written 'rape as titillation' (i.e. designed to get people off). I've written 'rape as sexually arousing' etc. I've written 'character literally captive and being raped to try and crush his psyche' in a sexual slavery fashion. I've written rape where characters have literal mental breakdowns because of it even though the sex scenes themselves were some of the hottest things folks have said they've ever read (Strange Sights) etc. All these things clearly violate the Wattpad TOS around allowed content. Just because it's posted on Wattpad doesn't mean it miraculously isn't against the TOS, it just means Wattpad doesn't have the manpower to vet everything properly.
Of my works which might work on Wattpad, I still have things like pseudo-incest (Ash/Augus - I fucking hate the tag pseudo-incest because like adopted brothers is still full blown incest, but for the sake of not getting my works banned I'll be using that tag) in my soft fics like The Wildness Within. And I also have a great deal of sexual assault. There's enough dubcon in many of my fics where 'the character eventually likes it' (like Eversion, The Beast that Chose Its Own Bridle, The Ice Plague, The Court of Five Thrones, The Spoils of the Spoiled etc) that I'm painfully aware that if I'm reported for that content I'll be falling into a grey area.
Since it takes about 5 hours to convert each of my stories into a useable format for Wattpad (i.e. shortening chapter length appropriately lol), not including the time spent making covers, it's just - imho - not worth risking going against the TOS that are literally clearly written out on Wattpad. I'm certain plenty of people get away with violating that TOS every day (as they do on Amazon, Apple, FF.net and everywhere with clear TOS), I just also know of too many stories of people who get banned / lose their accounts and then complain on the premise of 'but everyone else is doing it so why can't I.' Well, it was in the TOS, so that's why.
Like, just because you've found those stories on Wattpad doesn't mean they meet the TOS. It probably just means that Wattpad doesn't have the time to vet every story or chapter properly, and rely on reporting, like FF.net does. And I'm not interested in starting off on the wrong foot just because a stranger said it was okay, when the Wattpad TOS is right there very clearly stating what's allowed and what isn't (esp because you omitted a huge section of TOS material that I actually do write, and that is my biggest concern re: Wattpad). It's great those other authors haven't had their works removed yet for violating the TOS, I just don't believe it's worth the risk, personally, and thankfully on AO3 there's zero risk no matter what sexually taboo content I post as long as it's fiction (god I love AO3.)
So yeah, that's additionally why I'm not porting all of my stories across to Wattpad, especially the Fae Tales canon, and also why I won't be making Wattpad my homebase etc.
I'm glad you enjoy the site though! And it's good to hear that the stuff I'm already doing (making smaller chapters) is something that other folks from Wattpad agree is a good idea (I've already talked to several people who use Wattpad about this, which is why I'm doing it in the first place - I'm aiming for 1-3k per chapter, which is based on Wattpad's recommendations, and those of a Facebook group for professional subscription authors).
Tl;dr Please do not advise newcomers to a site to unwittingly violate the TOS, it's just not a good idea, even if everyone else is getting away with it. I consider myself fortunate that I literally have had that Content Guidelines tab up for months and that I've consulted with other professionals, because if I'd followed that specific advice and been reported, I could have had stories removed / and my account banned, when it's clear all along what Wattpad does and doesn't allow regardless of what people are getting away with.
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artist asks: 4, 11, 12!!
4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw?
God I was gonna say 'weirdly, Juniper' because I really struggle with tall/ skinny body proportions and for whatever reason I just can't get get her face right half the time but THEN I remembered what a pain it is trying to draw Nyssa every single time aaahah :'D She's-- so-- the thing about Nyssa is that she was literally designed to be self-indulgent for me to draw, in theory, but it turns out in practice that's less the case than I expected? like... oh I'll make a satyr oc cause I love satyrs :3 [goat legs are HARD to pose and even HARDER to attach nicely to a human waist to begin with! what on EARTH are horns from literally any angle!] I like drawing bodies and hate drawing clothes, good thing satyrs are naked lil heathens :3 [I don't actually know how to draw boobs?? oops???]
A bitch to draw for somewhat similar reasons is Tsakesh, who is a delightful boi and has a very visually appealing design to me, and I'd probably draw him a lot more if he wasn't a cat man oTL
Approaching from a different angle, another answer would be Small characters interacting with medium sized creatures/ an environment designed for medium sized creatures. Like in theory that's part of the fun of small creatures, but in practice I'm really bad at composition, and trying to get everyone's faces in the image at the same time when one person is barely half the height of the other is a huge pain in the ass, actually, lmao. But it's so fun when it works!
11. Do you listen to anything while drawing? If so, what?
YES, and-- it depends! Often it's mbmbam, or my big catch-all 'songs I like singing along with' playlist, which is 1) the default music I listen to and b) The Playlist for workin on Projects, but doesn't always fit drawing. Usually I can draw while listening to stuff with words, but when I can't I have an instrumental playlist called 'Coloring Time' that I originally made for my kids when I taught a drawing class that's almost entirely comprised of chill video game overworld music, so I have something to listen to that's background engaging without being distracting. I ALSO! have instrumental playlists for Melliwyk, Juniper, and Elyss, and sometimes when I'm drawing one of them I'll put her playlist on at the same time (especially Mel's because it's just delightful anyway, and tbh pretty rarely Elyss's because a lot of hers is really melancholy :'D)
12. Easiest part of body to draw?
👉👈 will y'all promise not to be mad if I say hands
ask me artist questions? :3
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kharmii · 2 years
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Omegaverse/Blankshipping
Someone sent me an anonymous ask talking about Omegaverse, but they ended it with this: *not an anti or looking for a fight tho! just really interested in fd history overall. plus i vibe w literary analysis :) pls dont answer this ask! this was an impulse info-dump on my end lol*
I'll respect that, but I want to talk about a few points they wrote on here for the fun of it. Save it about touching grass. I do that all damn day. Sometimes I just want to go online and say some goofy shit. (USUAL WARNINGS APPLY: R-18 EXPLICIT OFFENSIVE)
Anon wrote: tho tbh i am kinda sour about the fact that male omegas dont have periods :))
Really?! That seems misogynistic and also unhealthy af. Since this whole fandom is a dog analogy to me, I'd compare male omegas to those grody messes of English bulldogs that are unable to do all aspects of breeding without human intervention. They should have let natural selection run its course and let all those flabby lumps of flesh die out. After all, they can't birth without c-sections, and they can't even do the deed to make puppies. Breeders have to rely on artificial insemination.
Whoever created this kink obviously didn't world build outside of the asinine fetish. A male omega would obviously require a c-section so they don't hemorrhage to death squeezing an infant out their rectum, and they would most certainly have a period, but the menstrual blood might not have any place to go except back up into whatever version of ovaries they have. Then from there it would turn into fibrous tissue surrounding all vital organs. They'd all need routine laparoscopies done to remove the severe endometriosis growing around their vital organs, otherwise they'd constantly be in the fetal position suffering severe chronic pain.
Also they wrote: it's mostly a way to make your mlm ships "work". wc i guess makes abo theoretically weird and harmful w the way it makes gay ships approximate heterosexual relationships? also there is some ingrained misogyny to it... its a slippery, slipper slope. but nggl, thats not something you should put into mind as much! the things ppl enjoy are not complete reflections of their beliefs or who they are hehe
It doesn't work with mirror twins who are genetic copies of each other and therefore can't be opposite genders.
The blankshippers keep throwing out that 'your fantasies have nothing to do with who you are irl', and they have this huge persecution complex like they think so many people are out to judge them and harass them. -Come to find out, they are cliquish and JUDGEMENTAL AS FUUUUUCK. They will stew over some little slight and then label you as a horrible person over it....but don't you dare judge them for the sick-ass weird shit they are into. I found this out when a bunch of them were gossiping on Discord about me (it's fine; you can keep on keepin' on and I won't hold it against you *wink*). Two of them blocked me, so I can say mean stuff about them, and they will only find out if someone goes out of their way to tell them.
One clown, "Tombstone" was secretly stewing with resentment while we interacted back-and-forth when I'd reblog his/her posts. I thought we were having fun, but this person didn't like how I interpreted fan art wrong when I'd attribute my head canons to other artists images, and I supposedly used the word 'retard' when reblogging one of his/her posts. The only time I remember (goofing around) doing this was a long-ass time ago, calling Emmet a 'crazy-retarded God-killer'. I thought he/she might have been talking about this, but no go. He/she said that I should stop saying mean stuff about Emmet on his/her posts, yet he/she constantly dehumanizes Emmet, is into torture porn about the twins, and turns them into a serial killers and/or monsters. There's nothing meaner than that.
Another clown, "Dingo" is like....good riddance. This artist makes Emmet's facial expressions look mentally retarded af. He/she likes drawing Ingo's jacket but has issues with Emmet's for some odd reason. Also, he/she is the one who did a gross bull/cow drawing where Ingo was wearing a full arm glove that presumably goes up a cow's vagina that's roomy enough to accommodate an entire human arm. -Nothing gross and inappropriate about that. Nope. No sir. -Also did dog-fucker. I can almost see the invisible stink lines coming out of them.
The worst part is that he/she draws the twins looking gross and skanky with scruffy hair. They don't seem like the skeevy tramp-stamp sort of dudes. Sure, they look like clownish creepy puppets, but they also look rather crisp and shiny and fresh. They look like the sort of guys who would smell pretty....walking into a room engulfed in a cloud of good-smelling cologne. Even when Ingo was in Hisui, I'd bet he was the type to bathe in the hot springs twice a month, instead of just once a month like is customary for Pearl Clan members. When he'd reunite with Emmet and be told he was rather ripe, he'd reply, "Why...I was just in the hot springs a week and a half ago!"
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russenoire · 5 months
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some points raised by AI advocates that made me stroke my chin and maybe even empathize a tiny bit.
idk, but i like nuance and think it gets elided easily in online discussions. i do not think these below are GOOD justifications, ever, for plundering the hard work and talent of human artists using AI to make art for profit, but they're valid points.
some people tempted by or who make AI art
don't want to take the time to 'git gud, n00b' because they emphatically do not enjoy the process of sucking at shit until they don't suck. and this includes those who might be interested in taking the time, but look at everything they feel might be required and think: 'i could go to film or art school for 3+ years or i could spend 30 minutes tailoring a midjourney prompt.' i kinda get this one, tbh. artistic skill is hard-won whether you're formally trained or not. i am untrained; i would say self-trained. but i never stopped drawing as a child like most people do. something visually and mentally clicked for me, something that i couldn't even articulate until i read drawing on the right side of the brain in my 20s, that allowed me to jump over the initial 'why can't i just draw what i SEE AAAAKSHDKF' hurdle. maybe this is what 'talent' actually means? that early mental/visual shift—where you come to see the world and things in it as a collection of shapes, lines, planes, lights, darks, color blocks, mostly divorced from context or meaning—is present in others like myself, and it does smooth your path. adults just draw for two, three, four years, compare themselves to people who felt some version of that aforementioned shift and/or went to art school, and conclude that they 'have no talent'. while that understandably feels like a long-ass time to go nowhere fast, three years really isn't a lot of time for organic, undirected skill development. i'm serious. inventing the wheel by yourself takes fucking forever; my drawings didn't stop sucking until i was around 11 or 12. that's half my childhood. easily. but actually taking classes or diving into hardcore study? can and will drastically shorten that time. the progress i've seen competent drawing teachers achieve with their students in weeks or months, or artists on youtube who do frequent, deliberate practice in a year is not a miracle. real progress is attainable within a reasonable fucking frame of time IF YOU WANT IT.
really, really aren't satisfied with art that looks bad to them and still want to realize their ideas. and i'm talking crying themselves to sleep over the mismatch between their own skills and said ideas. that frustration is REAL and a version of it is actually a huge factor in why children stop drawing. see all of the above. i don't know how to ease the pain of that skill mismatch. me, i sat with a lot of frustration for a long time; hell, I STILL DO. i think i'd still be halfway decent at lineart and intimidated by actually painting it if i hadn't just started pushing myself to fucking PAINT already, even if it looked really basic. being simultaneously OK with whatever you can do right now and still striving to improve is emotionally difficult. and i know it hurts to have a really cool idea and feel blocked from making it real, especially if you're just not there yet. 'THEN JUST COMMISSION AN ARTIST,' i can hear you artists screaming from the ether. yo. artists are expensive. we are, and we kinda need to be to make a decent living or a feasible side hustle (i'm not going to get into artists underselling themselves). i do think most folks in this boat are not greedy tech bros, just ordinary working class folks who want beauty that is good enough without having to shovel over half a week's paycheck for it. to which i would also argue... dude, you can just save up, too.
often only recognize certain styles of painting (realism or hyperrealism; super-glossy, shiny, high contrast digital painting) as art and want to make art like THAT. putting aside the fact that art is all-encompassing and literally anything can be art, paintings in realistic styles are what i would argue most lay people think of as capital-A art. there is a reason why dictators tend to discourage or prohibit non-realist art; why the early USSR and CPC commissioned bright realist murals everywhere; why more abstract art didn't really catch fire in the western world until the advent of photography. people can see themselves and their history, represented in full color and often writ large. that's fucking powerful and sometimes lost, i think, on those of us who see things differently. but that kind of art is even more out of reach for the lay person who wants it. it takes far longer to make and train for, and artists who work in a realistic style can and do command stupid money. not everyone has that kind of patience or pockets that deep.
firmly believe that some people have more talent than others, so skill development doesn't matter. these are usually the people i mentioned in my first point, who've actually tried for months or years to git gud but never knew how or what to practice. they've been exposed to lots of people their age who felt the shift™ and can't really explain their faster improvement. if you know this feel, gentle reader, and have no clue what's actually happening, i understand why you might throw in the towel. US culture in particular is terrible at growing and nurturing talent of all kinds, and artists don't often share the hours they're actually pouring into improving specific skills. 'talent' by itself is fucking useless; a person who is willing to work at continual improvement will mop up the floor with someone who doesn't think they need to build skill. artists know this. and if you don't feel that shift as a kid, you can learn how to unlock it as an adult.
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goobiegoobert · 2 years
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spare some monty, freddy, and sun/moon nsfw hcs for the poor (horny)? 🙏🙏🙏
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Catch me in your dreams, if you can that is. __________________ A/N: Feeding the rotters, drink up my guys there's gonna be a lot of it tonight <3 Warnings: Smut, highly suggestive, use of dom/sub dynamics, somnophilia, darcyphilia, breath play, mentions of blood read at your own risk. 18+ Only, minors interacting with this post will be blocked. [ GN pronouns used ] ( use of afab and amab language) __________________
Glamrock Freddy
➤ Very hesitant about things, and asks you constantly if everything's okay ➤ Powerhouse to practicing safe and healthy sex with you ➤ Safewords, aftercare routine, boundaries on your consent, and what he can do to you ➤ as the head of the band, it comes naturally for him to have you call him sir ➤ Doesn't think daddy fits and is generally discomforted by it since he's often dad figure to many and discourages it since it would be 'too inappropriate' ➤ Tbh it's only like that since Freddy would absolutely just go blank if someone during the day called him dad ➤ I will stand by this but he steals and has a stash of stolen underwear and I cannot understand why but it's just fucking there ➤ Huge fan of wanting to fuck to the rhythm of music, like dear fuck ➤ In all honesty, you feel dumbed down during your intimate moments with him for various reasons ➤ Afab? Would absolutely spend so much time messing around with your tits, allowing the cool metal to rub against it raising goosebumps across the bare skin simply admiring you ➤ Amab? overstimulation heaven, if you don't call the safe word Freddy will sit there for hours rubbing you out until you're satisfied ➤ More focused on your pleasure than his
Monty Gator
➤ Unlike how many people portray pictures Monty is further attracted to the little things about you ➤ Of course, he's an ass man but generally is obsessed with your thighs ➤ I feel he'd absolutely want to get their casing cracked or broken between your thighs ➤ Absolute powerhouse to fucking you in front of a mirror, especially the one in his greenroom ➤ Due to being absolutely massive Monty truly likes to see you squirm beneath him, honestly a huge power trip just seeing how massive he is compared to you at this moment ➤ Afab? Don't worry, he's absolutely obsessed with trying to see if you get a belly bulge from him and if he succeeds? You're doomed he'll never let it go or give it up ➤ Amab? You're in for a treat, he'd do anything to treat you right just remember your ass will be sore as fuck the next day, and your dick milked dry until he's finished with you ➤ Absolute hard dom, cannot picture it in any other way man ➤ Might be into a little swinging action if he's up to sharing and you're comfortable with it ➤ Mostly just to prove no matter who you get split on he'll always be better ➤ Wasn't the best in aftercare tbh, it took time to figure out how to take of you after everything ➤ First time after he offered you a cigarette seeing that others used it to calm down ➤ Favorite way to handle you is with your back pressed against his chest really gets him going ➤ Due to his sharp nails love to indulge in pain play often dragging them along your stomach and thighs to draw the little blood he can get ➤ Covered in bites from Monty, literally is obsessed with making sure you're covered with marks by the end giving you two at least a day or two of recovering before going at it again
Sunnydrop
➤ Oh boy, the biggest fucking switch here, sometimes he'll simply sit there asking what feels good to you until you're crying from the pleasure ➤ Huge on seeing you cry, yes he feels bad and will never say he likes it ➤ but deep down he tries every time to make sure tears stream down your face in a good way ➤ He and Moon are the ones without dicks, sure Monty and Freddy have it as their own video bs and etc but the daycare attendants have to make do with what they can ➤ Some wires are partially exposed and moveable that they get the sensation to and react with to reenact pleasures of sex ➤ will use your fluids of either natural lubricant or your cum to draw patterns into your skin. Likes to write his name a lot since it kinda gives the expression of writing claim to his art ➤ Afab? You'll be seeing stars by the time he's done and wanting the lights to turn off just for a break, in his brain despite not being able to have but always wondered what it'd be like if he could get you to sit on his face, ahem breeding kink he can't really do ➤ Amab? Your ass is grass, and he's mowing it, not very understanding what prep is at first so you'd have to teach him before they try entering you first go with a toy ➤ Most of the time sex ends with you exhausted and on the verge of passing out whilst Sun's stuck rebooting from overheating his system
Moondrop
➤ The lights are out? Man, good luck living until then ig ➤ You see, Sun has endless energy but when it comes to Moon with this he wants to push limits ➤ learned to set up safewords and specific parts of consent with you just in case since they get far too aggressive for normal people ➤ Don't tell me Moondrop doesn't have a somnophilia kink, c'mon I dare you ➤ Fucks you during your sleep or wakes you up with sex if he's ever in the mood ➤ It rarely happens but whenever Moon does want to have some fun just understand it will be long and punishing ➤ Sets up a reward system for you, such as getting a shorter nap time if you want that, snacks, you name it ➤ Fixated on the only praise used is the term Good Boy / Good Girl / Good pet ➤ Has choked you once on accident to make you shut the fuck up and just it's stuck to be a thing that happens now and again if you mention it's something you like to happen ➤ Focused on their personal curiosity to see just what you can handle as pleasure unless you want to fumble with his wires for a bit in the end ➤ You're afab? Weirdly has an obsession shared with Sun on being parents with you even if it can't really happen but does try to live out the fantasy ➤ Amab? Ohoho. I'm so sorry but your cock is broken by the end of this weeping and limp from the overuse and stimulation from this fucks experiments
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venenatd · 3 years
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just friends; eren jaegar x reader
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summary: you and eren are best pals and have both recently be dumped. so, a plan to get over your exes is needed! what’s better than going out on the town trying to find quick fucks >:) also eren is a smug bastard but kinda has a heart of gold??
content: smut / nsfw 18+. minors dni. (choking, unprotected sex, creampie drinking, drunk sex, possessiveness ig? dirty talk, both of them want to be dominant tbh. slight size kink, oral both m and f receiving. female bodied reader) 
i am new to this pls let me know if i should add anything!!
word count: 5.8k words of unedited content 
a/n: uh so i never thought i’d be back on my tumblr bullshit at 23 but hey after years without the app i’m back. i needed to get out the h-word and this is what happened. enjoy and i’m sorry if it’s terrible lmao
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“You look different” 
Frowning at the man waiting ever so patiently for you on the sofa, you look a little defeated. “Is that meant to be a compliment, Eren?”. He sighed, raising his eyebrows at you. To be fair, maybe you did. Wearing a figure hugging black dress, that definitely just hid your ass cheeks, hair styled and sprayed in place, dark lipstick and makeup on your face. Usually Eren would have seen you in sweats, always running a little late for class, snack in hand. 
“Different isn’t bad,” he offered, checking the watch that lay on his wrist, “are we ever going to get to the bar? Your plan will fall through if you’re not careful.”
Ah, the plan. Both you and Eren were newly single. In your final year at university, having managed to keep each relationship going until almost the end. Ironic. Weren’t most meant to fail in the first year? But alas, your partners had decided it was the end within a couple of weeks each other, and as you and Eren had been close since you met on orientation day, you each took to the other for comfort. You had done the crying first, going to him the minute your call with the ex had ended. Leaving wet splotches on his shirt, he had calmed you, only for you to do the same to him later. Now the crying was done, it was time to move on, and what better advice to follow than getting under someone to get over another?
“I just need to look hot enough for a guy to fuck me.”
“What a romantic you are.”
“Shut up Er-”
Eren shifted from the couch, interrupting your usual sass, “and what about me, y/n? Do I look beautiful?”. He threw in a wink with his comment, his aura of cockiness always radiating. You rolled your eyes, before studying his figure. His dark hair half pulled back into a bun, the rest draping his neck and onto a deep emerald green silk shirt, with the top few buttons loose, tucked into dark pants. A ring on each hand, fingers with chipping black nail polish, and to top it off, a thin chain on his neck. You hated to admit it and add to his smug demeanour but... the man did look good. 
“Gorgeous as always Eren,” you said sarcastically, even if it was truthful, “I’m sure there will be a queue of women who are wanting to jump on you.”
“Not if they aren’t all taken already,” he taps at his watch. Whilst the two of you had already been drinking as he waited for you to get ready, it was definitely on the later side.
“Order the uber, and we can go.”
Walking over to him and adding shoes to your outfit, you present yourself before him, a cute little smile playing on your lips. He’s staring down at his phone, quickly going through the motions for the ride. Finally, he looks up to catch your eyes. His jade pupils flick down slightly, and he hopes you miss that they land at the cleavage you’re sporting in your current get up. He flicks your nose, earning a scowl from you and a smile from him.
“You look perfect”
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The club is far fuller than you both expected, dance floor and tables taken up and crowded round. Luckily, you had managed to secure you and Eren a pair of seats at the bar, and you were currently on your third..? Fourth drink of the evening. Green eyes watch your lips carefully, as you finish the vodka and lemonade. 
“So, anyone take your fancy?” he prompts, looking around at the mess of people.
Humming, you scan the area. There’s some people you recognise from class, but plenty more you don’t know. Fucking friends seems like a bad move, even in your tipsy state, so you look to the strangers faces. They don’t look like him. Ugh. 
There’s a few options though, and as you point them out to Eren they come with brief descriptors: dark hair and stubble, wide set blonde. He tuts at the options, sarcastically letting out a “sure sure, I see the appeal”. 
“And how about you, anyone you like the look of?” you ask with a sigh.
Christ, Eren thinks to himself. It’s been long enough that he hasn’t had to look for someone else. Sure there were attractive people in the world, but with her around, he hadn’t needed to give anyone else a second look. His palm moves to the back of his neck, stretching out behind him with a huff. “Let’s look on the dance floor?” he offers, clearly not as eager as you were tonight. Moving his hand back down, he holds it out for you, pulling towards the throng of people.
He looks effervescently cool like this. Shirt open, hair starting to fall from his bun. Eren is looking around at the people surrounding the two of you. The two of you had been working in circles, allowing each other an eyeful as the club goers move around the space. As a group of guys push their way from the dance floor to the bar, you get shoved towards Eren. Heels were never quite your forte, and you stumble against him, hands on either side of his chest. Grinning down at you with that smug little smile that annoyed you so much, Eren brought large hands to your waist, pushing you away a little. But his hands stay there as he continues to sway to the music, making no effort to break the contact. And so you bring your arms up to his neck, allowing his movements to carry you on time to the song. For the first time in the past couple of weeks, you feel light. Your chest isn’t constricted by some foreign weight. It’s just you and your best friend, buzzed and free.
Colours change above you, as you look up to Eren, him down to you. A playful grin takes his lips as he pulls you a little closer, you so easily accepting the narrowing distance. Your black silk meets his deep green, chest pushing into his. You carefully analyse his features, seeing if he attempts to check you out like earlier. 
Was it the alcohol making your cheeks so warm? Lit up by a purple hue, you watch his eyes return to exploring the crowd, his hand still holding on to you. His smirk falters, his eyebrows creasing together. You’re not moving in circles anymore, Eren pausing in his movements as he thinks about what to do next. He shouldn’t lie to you, but seeing your ex at the bar would really harsh the night. Under his fingers, he can feel your body tense, suddenly unsure at how close the contact between you was. 
But Eren doesn’t want you to know, he doesn’t want you to be distracted by your ex tonight. He doesn’t want to see your hurt little face anymore. The way your eyes would be red and puffy the next day. The way he would feel your shoulders heaving under his arms. You don’t deserve that. Hell, you didn’t deserve the huge amount of shit your ex had put you through over the years he’d known you. Eren would sit back and listen to you rant, support you where he could. But fuck that guy. And he wasn’t sure what sparked in his chest, but Eren’s jade orbs are trained straight back on you. His eyebrows calm, tension releasing from them. As you can turn to scope out whatever had changed his body language so suddenly, he catches your jaw. 
Beginning to slowly move again, his eyes have narrowed, taking in the way the dress hugs you, the shine on your skin from the hot dance floor. Eren couldn’t quite figure out what was intoxicating him right now. Definitely a lot of alcohol, but also a sudden… possessiveness. He didn’t want you in pain anymore. Eren wanted you in pleasure. His breath is suddenly on your neck, making your hair raise. 
“I’ve only seen one person I’m interested in tonight.” 
“Oh?” you squeak, before clearing your throat a little. The new deep notes in his voice catch you off guard. It almost sounds like he’s… No. He’s your best friend. The little looks you’d been giving each other all night were just two people looking out for one another, two people seeing each other happy for the first time in a while. Your voice is calmer as you ask light-heartedly, “and who would that be?” 
His lips are so close to your ear. 
“You.” 
“Eren-” your hands move from behind his neck, resting on his shoulders. You need to see your best friend's face, you need to know if he’s joking right now. If he’s mocking you. When you draw back, you see his face. Smug, as always. Fuck you’ve always wanted to knock that cockiness down a peg. Cheshire smile showing his teeth and his eyes looking down at you. Half lidded eyes, pupils blown. He’s not joking. Fuck.
“Can I kiss you?” 
Your breath is caught in your throat. All too aware suddenly of each of his finger pads pressing into your skin, the contact feeling like fire with the added alcohol. But, you find yourself nodding, the yes just escaping your lips before he’s pressed into them.
Large hands travel to your hip, and up your back, pressing you into him. You can feel his body, tense in exhilaration against you, hands back around his neck. One travels up to the nape of his back, tangling into his hair and pulling him deeper into you. The music is all consuming, you can feel the bass in your body, you can feel Eren against you, you can feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins. 
Eren’s hand on your back travels up, echoing your placement on him, to hold the back of your neck. He doesn’t want you to go, you feel too good. The heat between your bodies could suffocate him. His thumb puts pressure under your jaw, he isn’t even sure you can feel it. But he can, measuring your pulse racing underneath the pad. He’s smiling into this kiss, this all consuming kiss.
His tongue swipes at your bottom lip, and you’re all too eager to allow him into your mouth. Tasting the whisky from your home, tasting the coke from the club. His teeth take your lip nipping slightly, before sucking the plump of it into his mouth. You both come up for air, eyes meeting in acknowledgment of the situation.
“Wanna get out of here?”
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The drive home had only served to heap tension between you. As clearly that it was that you wanted each other, you would have to wait a while longer. Your thighs pressed together, slowly inhaling and exhaling. Going through your mind was whether this was a good idea, staring out at the city passing by you. Eren was your friend. You were dating another man two weeks ago. The same man that had previously asked you if he needed to be worried about Eren. You’d laughed it off, because it was Eren. You were brought out of your thoughts when you felt him grip your leg, a little too harshly at first, before settling, leaving a gentle pattern of circles and lines on your inner thigh. It was Eren.
Just one hallway. You had to make it one hallway to get into your apartment. One hallway left to come to your senses. And just like he read your mind, Eren is once again touching you, just his hand on yours pulling you backwards. You twist just in time, his hands instantly cupping your cheeks as he kisses you, deeply and intensely. Pushing you back into the wall, you pray a neighbour doesn’t walk out now. His knee is pressing gently between your legs, and you allow it. Your fingers sink into Eren’s arms, lightly covered by the fabric yet you can still feel the muscle underneath, relaxing and tensing as he pulls you closer. 
His lips are making their way to your jaw, lifting your chin upwards, tentatively licking the bone before moving downwards still, sucking and nipping and licking your neck. A whimper breaks through. You really need to get inside. Gripping his hair, you sharply pull backwards.
“Not going to play nice, huh?” 
When did he speak like this? The playful and shit-eating grin your friend Eren always wore was replaced by something darker, his words laced with intent. 
“Don’t challenge me.” 
You were off, finally at your door, making quick work with the lock, moving in first before he followed. The door shut as you pushed Eren against it, usual doe eyes being taken over with a deep lust. Your hands are instantly at his belt, as his hands find your face once again. This time he’s grabbing your hair, making you look up at him as he glares down at you. You’re constantly challenging one another in conversation, and it’s translating to the bedroom far too easily. 
Lips are on one another again, as you leave the belt and start towards his shirt. You bite down on his bottom lip, earning a hiss from him, and you feel his hand being brought around your throat. He doesn’t add too much pressure, checking if this turn is indeed okay with you. When you push against the weight, he takes the gleam in your eye as a yes, and uses the force to push you against the next wall, finally moving off the front door. 
It’s a constant battle to get to the bedroom, both of you taking control for short bursts. Eren pulling the thin straps of your dress down, you untucking his shirt. His muscular torso is on full display, and you had never viewed it in this light before. 
Finally he pushes you onto the bed, situating himself between your legs. Your kisses are sloppy and infused with alcohol. Hands are desperate with one another, both of you needing to be closer. Are you scared if the contact ends your thoughts will return to sanity? 
Eren’s hot and heavy over you, his hands seem everywhere at once. Smoothing up your thigh, digging in slightly to the flesh when you grind against one another. His hands rest at your hips for a moment, and he’s looking down at you, still fucking smiling. All at once, he’s flipped you over his prominent hard on pressing into your ass. He’s whispering in your ear, leaving wet kisses along your neck, to your shoulder blades. Fingers take the zip at the back of your dress, slowly and carefully pulling it down, leaving licks and pecks as he goes. It’s torturous. 
You attempt to speed things up by rutting your ass against his crotch, and you think you hear a quiet moan, before his hand is brought down to the fabric, smacking your cheek. You gasp, turning your head to look at him. Eren is too occupied in taking in all of your body, his green eyes are darkened with authority and lust. His nimble fingers play with the short hem of your dress, thumb dipping beneath, before he pushes the silk up. 
You both let out soft fuck’s, as his hands grab at the plump of your ass. It’s like he’s testing the softness, the way your flesh responds to his touch so easily. He slaps at you again, earning a sharp moan from you. Eren’s leaning down, his mouth once again trailing across the apex of your behind, leaving trails of saliva as he goes. Before you can even register the new sensations you can feel a soft pressure against your clothed cunt, just enough to let you know the presence of his hand, but not enough for you to get off on. You’re mewling, once again trying to get closer to him. This time he allows it, eagerly pressing his ring and middle finger to your clit, allowing you to grind upon them. 
Seeing you underneath him like this… it’s new and strange and so fucking hot. He’s watching you desperately try and fill the need building in your core, and he can only feel his cock twitch in his pants as he sees you coming undone. If you wanted more, he could definitely give it to you. Bringing his large hands away, to the flimsy fabric that was covering you, he pulls it down, exposing you to him. His heart and dick fucking jump. His hands return to your ass, watching the jiggle as you move and whimper. Spreading you, he brings his face down, breath tingling on your most sensitive areas.
Your breath catches in your throat as his tongue, gentle at first, licks between your folds. He’s tasting you, he’s moaning into your pussy, as you write beneath him. Eren’s hands are squeezing your ass cheeks, holding you still as you try to grind against his face. 
“Patience, y/n”, he says, with a slap on your behind again. 
“Fuck you,” you hiss. 
“You will be in a minute, baby girl, don’t worry.”
You go to make a retort but he’s instantly back, licking up your slit and a deep moan escapes you. Jesus you can feel the smile on his lips as he’s back on your pussy. Eren is so proud of the sounds he can draw from you. He wonders if your ex could make you come undone so easily. 
You taste sweet and saccharine on him, and he doesn’t hold back the groan as he further works his way into you. Hardened tongue moving it’s way from your entrance down to your clit. He swipes at it, before moving away again. Kissing your thighs, kissing the skin between your holes. Every now and then he’ll move back to your clit, allowing you a moment of pleasure before he’s teasing again. “Fuck, please”. Your whines are being smothered by the sheets, and Eren wants nothing more than to hear them, loud and clear.
Eren’s ringed fingers make their way to your hair, his face lifting from between your legs. He pulls you back round, and holy shit you can see how wet you are on his face. There’s a sheen to his lips and chin, and instinctively you reach up to his neck, pulling him back on top of you. Your tongue meets his, tasting your tartness on his mouth. A hand makes it way back down in between your thighs, playing and parting your folds. Your hand in turn reaches up his neck, pulling sharply at his hair once again. “Eren. More- please” you get out in between staggered breaths. 
“Aw, since you asked so nicely” his eyes watch your expression closely as his thumb rests on your clit, his finger swiftly moving inside you. Your eyebrows raise and knot, eyes wide and lips parted. But he keeps it still as your legs shaked around his arm. “Eren, move” you demand this time. 
“Oh, that’s not so nice. I liked it when you were polite.” He starts to retract his finger, thumb gently swabbing your clit so you’ll know what you miss.
“Please, please, please, Eren, please” you speak before he even gets the first knuckle out. All the teasing was creating a tightness in your lower stomach. 
“Much better.”
You whine as he continues to pull his finger from you, until he pushes it back in, curling his solitary finger up. Your fingernails are pressing deep into the muscle of his bicep, feeling how it moves as he finger fucks you. He’s hitting that perfect spot inside you again and again, and his thumb is swiping eagerly on your clit. 
Eren can feel you fluttering around his finger, desperate for more, desperate to release on him. He adds another finger, your wetness allowing him entrance easily. He wants to fuck you so bad, his cock so hard it felt like it was about to burst. 
He pushes your hands off him, leaving crescent moon indents deep in his skin, he works his way back down. He brings the black silk with him this time, fully being able to take in your body as you’re left naked before him. Holy shit you’re beautiful. He doesn’t want to stare too long and make you shy. But he still kisses his way down, before he’s back at your pussy. 
This time he allows you more movement, letting your fingers work their way back into his hair, letting you roll your hips against his tongue and stubble. 
With his spare hand he pulls out his cock, slowly pulling at it, before he realises he can’t do that for too long without cumming before the main event. Instead he reaches up, rolling your perked nipples in between his fingers. There are so many sensations on your body, and Eren can feel your cunt beginning to tighten around his fingers. You hold your breath before letting out little moans, building towards reaching your height.
“You want to cum on my fingers?
Your back is arching, whispering “yes, yes, yes, please” as your walls are tightening around him. He quickens the pace, making sure to hit that spot inside you over and over. Thighs around his face, he can feel your slick pooling in his mouth, and coating his chin once again. 
Your gummy walls are so tight around his thick fingers, he needs you to finish, watch you fully unravel below him. Sucking and licking at your clit, he’s pushing you towards the edge. 
“Eren-” his name is strangled coming out of you, and then your moaning, undulating your cunt against his mouth, riding out your orgasm. 
His jade eyes look up at you, watching as you pull your head up to look at him, before another wave of pleasure hits you and you have to arch your neck and look back up. He waits for you to come down, letting you fuck his face and fingers. Grinding against his stubble and tongue as you let out pitiful and beautiful moans. You’re so fucking wet, the sounds coming from between the two of you should be forbidden, as you release onto him. 
Finally he withdraws, using his forearm to wipe his face. He lies next to you, allowing you a moment as he draws little circles on your stomach. Eren has never quite looked at you in this light. Sure, you were pretty, and the two of you were obviously close. But now you’d walked a line that couldn’t be undone. You weren’t over your ex, and as okay as Eren was with what had happened between you, he didn’t want you to run. He’s overcome with thoughts, looking down to your chest and the heavy breaths you were taking. All he could pray was that you weren’t pretending he was someone else. 
But as Eren is getting caught up in his own mind, you’re twisting, hand reaching to his crotch, cock having been recaptured by his boxers. Palming him, you feel how big he really is for the first time. Fingers trace the edge of his pants and underwear, and he lifts his hips, allowing you to pull them down. Shit. His dick slapped back to his stomach, precum leaking from the top of his pink head. He was bigger than you’d imagined, because of course you’d imagined it a couple of times.
Your hand looks so small around his cock, but you slowly tease him, his deep green orbs following your movements. Bringing your head down to him, you kitten lick the precum from the top of his dick. He hisses gently, and you look up at him with these big doe eyes, so fucking eager to please.
You push your lips around him, hollowing your cheeks and flattening your tongue as you begin working along his shaft. He moans just at the sight of you, your eyes peeking up through dark lashes. His hand goes through your hair, eagerly pushing you deeper around him. 
He lets out a hoarse, “is this okay?” before you put your own hand on his pushing it for the both of you. You don’t even want to come up for air, you just want him close to you, inside you. 
You were learning far more about each other than you had expected, as Eren takes back over. He pushes himself further into you, muttering a good girl that has you whining. The vibrations around his cock make his hips buck, and now you’re gagging as his length hits the back of your throat. He holds you there instead of letting you off, and your nails are sharp against his thighs.
His head lolls back as he starts to move his hips under you, moving you in turn with your hair. He picks up the pace quickly, allowing saliva to drool from you and straight to his cock. 
Your eyes prick, big fat tears forming at the corners. But you’re enjoying this way too much, the moans and gasps he gives make you moan, pressing your thighs together for some kind of friction. 
He takes your jaw in his grasp, allowing you a moment to catch your breath. Your tongue sits out your mouth, him smacking the head of his dick on it. He notices your tears then, the mascara that’s running a little. He swipes at the corner of your eyes, leaning down to press a kiss into your forehead. 
Bringing you up to him, your dripping folds sliding across his length. His lips are on your cheeks, across your jaw, licking up your neck before reclaiming your plush lips once again. You continue grinding against one another, tongues slipping in and out of each other's mouths. Eventually Eren brings his hands to your hips, lifting you up as you hold his shaft up.
Your foreheads are pressed together as he slowly pushes inside you. The stretch is burning and all-consuming, eyes pricking up again as you feel him hit your furthest wall. Eren breathes out heavily, “So fucking tight”
You roll your hips, allowing some friction from him on your clit. It helps your muscles relax a little, and balancing your hands on his shoulders you push yourself up and down, using his length for your own pleasure. Eren’s eyes don’t leave your form, watching your breasts bounce and how your eyes flutter close as he fills you entirely.
“You really did want to be fucked, huh? Look at you” he teases you, watching as you go to talk back before he thrusts his hips up. It leaves the words caught in your throat.
His pace maintains, holding you in place as he fucks up into you, feeling your cunt clench around him. There are long moments where you hold your breath, holding his cock tight within you. Then you’ll release and moan, before holding it in again. Well, Eren is all too happy to help you with that. 
One hand grabbing the flesh of your hip, the other wrapping around your throat, he pushes into you at a punishing rate. Your eyes go wide at the sudden restriction of your throat, feeling the cold metal of his ring against your pulse. 
“Who knew this about you? That you were such a slut?”
As much as he knows you want to deny it, you want to smack the smugness from his voice, he can feel your pussy tighten around him. He sees your eyes roll back a little. 
“You’re getting tighter.” 
The hand on your hip moves down, attempting to hold you in place whilst letting his thumb press over your clit. The sounds of him slapping against your wetness is obscene, and he’s only distracted from it as you whimper out pathetic yes’s and please’s. 
“You wanna cum?” he’s grunting, trying to keep the pace going until you can reach your peak.
You nod against his wide hand, still tight around your neck. “Oh you can do better than that. I already know how bad you want it, slut.”
“Please Eren, please make me cum. I want to cum, please, please, please” you can barely make out the words, your head going light and body tightening.
“Cum for me.” 
You release, and as he can feel the fluttering of your walls around him, he lets go of your throat. The sudden oxygen as you cum leaves you overwhelmed. Burying yourself in his shoulder, he fucks you through it. Cock slapping up into your cunt over and over, somehow being sucked deeper in as you coat his length with more of your own slick. He can feel your nails breaking the flesh of his back as you’re holding on for dear life, moaning his name and even a fucking thank you into his ear.
As you begin to slow, legs shake as you stay straddled over him. He flips you, Eren now firmly on top, slowly moving in and out of you. The stimulation is intense, your cunt sparking at any sensation. 
Caged between his forearms, his hair is a mess thanks to you. You push tendrils back past his ears as he leans down to kiss you once again. This kiss is different. It feels… less desperate. It feels deep and meaningful, caring even.
Your eyes meet in acknowledgment, both of you too worried to speak about the shift in tone. 
He reaches down instead, pulling your leg up and splitting you on his cock. A tongue swipes at your nipple, biting and playing with each as he gradually picks up pace again. You’re still so fucking wet it’s easy for him to thrust into you at a dizzying pace. You can feel all of him against your gummy walls. Each time he passes that special spot inside you, you moan and gasp, and it’s the best sound he’s ever heard.
His thrusts were becoming more primal, holding your thighs close around his hips. Letting your sweaty bodies collide again and again, his balls slapping against you. The grunts and moans coming from his lips were so infuriatingly erotic. Eren just wanted one more from you, and then he’d let himself finish. If this was to be a drunken mistake, so be it, but he would at least make it memorable. 
Those jade eyes were on you once again, the power and dominance radiating from the immeasurable. He can see you barely being able to hold on, completely fucked out beneath him. You’re moaning and whining, hands moving over the swell of your breasts and playing with your nipples as if it’s going to keep you grounded. 
He sits up, eyes flicking down to where you were conjoined. It took so much restraint not to cum inside you right then and there. Your glistening sex was so tight around him, the wet slapping noises echo again and again. You’re pulling and sucking him in, cream pooling around his length. 
“Give me one more, y/n. I want to feel you cum on my cock.”  
You try to look up at him through heavy lids. Your friend Eren saying this is so taboo. The words he’s said tonight so far from normal for the both of you. You flutter around him, somehow your pussy still wants to be fucked, still wants to push you off the edge one more time. You can feel the coil inside your stomach tightening. 
Eyes rolling back, you can barely keep it together anymore. He’s pounding into you at a startling rate, fingers flicking over your clit again and again and again. 
“P - please, it’s s-so good.” 
Your breaths between words were quick, “you’re so big-”
“Yeah you like that? You like being so full of my cock? Such a pretty face you make when you’re all fucked out.” 
Holy shit.
Eren could tell how much words affected you, your back arching and legs pulling him somehow closer into you.
“Come on, baby. I wanna hear those moans.” he’s grunting, getting so fucking close to losing himself in your cunt. He knows what he wants to hear most though, “say my name. Tell me who’s treating you how you should be”
With that, you’re losing yourself around him again. Writing on the bed, gripping sheets in tightly balled fists. White light taking over your sight as you clench around Eren. This orgasm was the most intense, taking your body by surprise in its overstimulated state. You weren’t even making a noise, just holding on to the high for as long as possible. 
And then you shattered, whining and moaning, whispering his name over and over again. 
As you moved underneath him, Eren kept his punishing pace up until he watched you expel the last of your energy. Name forming on your lips over and over again he falters, releasing inside you. You can feel the stickiness inside you, the sensation of being filled up. Eren watches for a moment as he sees the white pearls forming around your stretched out pussy.
His chest is back on yours as he kisses your neck, shoulders, whatever skin he can. Thrusting back into you a couple of times, he finally pulls out. You feel his cum dripping out of you, but you’re too spent to do anything about it.
Eren lies next to you, both of your bodies attempting to regulate from that. 
“You okay?” 
He’s checking in, making sure he didn’t go too far with someone he genuinely cares for. 
You nod, turning to meet his stare. Giving him a drowsy smile, you’re not sure what comes next. But for now, you’re happy. Curling into his side, he puts an arm round you and lets you rest for a while. As he notices your breathing become deeper, he nestles into you, muttering something about clean up. 
Moving away from you, you can make out some noises of a tap, drawers opening and closing. In your sleepy state you feel him gently wiping at you, two glasses of water being put on the bedside table. Finally he makes his way back to you, and Eren notes how cute you look. Hot and completely fucked out, yes. But also gentle and at peace, allowing the heaviness of sleep taking over.
He rests behind you, wanting to be back in your warmth. He pulls you in closer, wrapping an arm around your waist. The fragrance of you takes over his nostrils, and he’s all too eager to move closer to your hair, pressing one last kiss at the nape of your neck. Whatever tomorrow brings, he hopes it’s not the last time he gets to be this close to you.
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I’ve read most everything on your yandere Genshin chars but just got to Kaeya n the punishments and was pleasantly surprised by the back-door entry punishment and feel now safe to ask...
Are there other chars that would resort to this or maybe even be inclined towards anal? XD weirdly one of my biggest interests tbh besides breeding I don’t knooow whyy.
Oh same anon. It’s up there in my top kinks and I don’t talk bout anal enough it’s such a good kink, so I’m about to change that and give it appreciation, obvious tw for anal here
It's obviously a big thing for sadists of any kind. So basically, aside from Kaeya, Childe and Scara are both likely to get into it to some extent. Childe slightly less so than Kaeya, but both of them will use it as a form of punishment -- Childe is just slightly more prone to spanking than anal because it ignites our boy's weird fetish for violence a bit better. Whereas Kaeya's more of a horny bastard so punishments that have his dick in you in some way or another are the best.
Notably, Childe's more into actually warning you and making you squirm, listening to you beg and whimper and see you all scared, so he draws out the process before actually shoving his dick in. He's just mean about it, but he's big on verbal mockery to begin with -- tells you things like "don't worry, it only hurts a lot :)" or "it's ok, feel free to cry :)". Bastard. Also likes to hold you in positions so you can try to pull yourself off, that way he can just grab you and pull you back on.
Kaeya's more into it in a surprise sort of way, will just kinda get lube or cum all over your holes so you don't specifically know and kinda shove it in to your surprise. It's cute, your eyes go wide open and you squeal and scream and kick your feet and try to pull yourself off. He kinda forces you into positions where you can't move though, you have no choice but to just take it -- mating press, flat on your stomach, bent over and pressed against something so you can't move forward. He doesn’t mock you beforehand since he likes to catch you off guard, but laughs at your initial squealing and struggling and mocks you throughout, as well as after, thinks it’s cute how you can’t stand and how you hiss and whimper every time you sit down or move around.
Scara's similar but unfortunately for darling he'll also just fuck your poor ass at random too just because he feels like it because he likes watching you cry, or maybe is just mad and needs something to take it out on, which almost always ends up being you. He's definitely the roughest and the most likely candidate to pull the "yeah spit is perfectly acceptable lube" bullshit so it hurts the most. Also degrading about it.
Other notable candidates to actually do anal or get into it in some way, perhaps some surprisingly, would be Chongyun, Xiao, Razor, and Zhongli. The first three have a commonality where it's most likely an accident at first, fucking you too hard and accidentally slip out, try to shove their dick back in, and end up watching you squeal and pull back when their cock slips into the wrong hole.
Chongyun's is most likely during a manic episode, and only occurs during those episodes -- he's just fucking so hard and fast it ends up happening more than once. He apologizes afterwards, feels bad about it, but it keeps happening. Honestly it's something he genuinely likes, but his normal self doesn't want to hurt you, but the manic self is basically his "true" self without any inhibitions, so he doesn't hold back. He couldn’t really tell you why he likes it, it’s just hot.
Razor and Xiao are similar, it just is so so so tight and feels so good on their dick and once they've accidentally discovered it you'll wish they hadn't. Razor doesn't get the difference, will just kinda be like "oh, sorry" but keep fucking you. He just knows that it feels nice, but doesn't really have a preference, boy just needs his dick in a tight wet warm hole, and if it's in one or the other he's not gonna bother to take it out, just keeps fucking you. You’ll get used to it. Probably. 
Xiao might do it intentionally, it just feels so nice you know? It wouldn't click in his mind at first to use it for punishment purposes, but eventually seeing you squirm and cry he puts two and two together and it clicks and he realizes it's a good way to punish. But he doesn't draw it out or threaten you, just kinda shoves it in if he's mad. 
The most unfortunate part to both these boys is they don't get the difference so they fuck just as hard and fast and don't quite understand the concept of preparation and lube. They'll find some form of lube because they don't want to tear you (because then they couldn't keep fucking you you know?), but see no need to stretch you out beforehand.
And Zhongli might come as a bit of a surprise, but it's entirely punishment based and he's slower and gentle about it, but I mean, his dick is huge so no matter how prepared you are it's still gonna hurt like a bitch and be a very effective form of punishment. He has a unique form of how to handle offenses -- most come up with whatever they feel like on the spot, but he lays out early on a system of sorts, a mental chart of how different offenses are punished, scales of severity, basically "this offense is punished this way each time", very specific, right down to the number of spanks and the like. So you can't get out of it, because, well, you knew exactly what would happen, but you chose to do what you did anyway, so you should have been prepared for the consequences. Also, he gets really into plugs, especially ones with tails attached, probably has you wear one most of the time.
And finally Albedo gets super into it tbh and is the most likely candidate for lots of things. He's our gross boi. He's quiet about it, like the majority of his gross and sadistic tendencies, and this often, similar to Kaeya, results in you being very caught off guard and by surprise. Will literally just switch holes mid-fucking. If he *does* warn you, he's big fan of making you suck his dick and fingers to use it as lube beforehand. He does, thankfully, get a lot of it though, spits on your hole, likely uses actual lube a lot of the time, he likes the squelching and fluids. On the downside, since he's into all things gross or weird or less common, he gets into testing your poor ass's limits, seeing what the biggest size plug you can handle is, stretching you out, see how long you can hold things in. Also most likely candidate to get into weird things and shoving various objects in you - slimes, toys, inanimate objects etc. Also most likely candidate for painful things like figging or finding a way to make lube super cold, hot, tingly etc. And, finally, most likely candidate to completely cut you off from PIV for an extended period of time - instead of a one-time punishment, darling is looking at several days, even weeks of only anal. It's cute how you try to run away and all. And will definitely try to figure out a way to make you cum from it, too.
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Cait (romanced):
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It was hard for her to settle into a relationship, but over time Sole made her feel very comfortable. She once wasn't able to tell anyone anything, but now, she feels comfortable enough to tell Sole how something made her truly feel, which is huge for her.
She's never been a fan of hugs or basically any unnecessary friendly touching. Once she and Sole have been together for awhile, she'll proudly hold Sole's hand in safe areas.
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She really appreciates quickies. She doesn't mind drawing it out from time to time, but it's hard for her to really enjoy $ex after the years of abuse she endured.
She's into rough stuff. Not full on BDSM, more like hair pulling and choking. She doesn't like being restrained AT ALL.
Curie (romanced):
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So cute! She is a romantic at heart and appreciates the small gestures, like small kisses on the cheek and knuckles. AND MOST DEFINITELY HUGS, please hug her.
She loves receiving small inexpensive gifts. Especially handmade things that Sole makes themselves. She sees the time and effort they put into it, and she truly appreciates it!
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She's absolutely lost as to what to do. She'll pretty much do anything, as long as you walk her through it for the first few times and it doesn't cause much pain, as that would make her very apprehensive.
PRAISE KINK. Do it, she'll love it.
John Hancock (romanced):
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Reminds you that he loves you 10+ times a day because he's insecure about you realizing that "you could do better than him."
He thinks that Sole is the most amazing person ever and flaunts them to everyone they meet, within reason. Seriously, he will have a statue of Sole put in the middle of Goodneighbor.
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ROLEPLAY. PLEASE DO IT.
Totally into trying weird positions, like the YMCA. Have fun trying to keep up with him ;)
MacCready (romanced):
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He tries to be that super protective boyfriend but in reality he needs Sole to protect him from awkward situations, all the time. Someone help him.
King of $hitty puns and jokes. Seriously, all of his jokes are so bad that they're funny. Stop him for everyone else's sake, please.
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WHINY. You'll have to gag him if you want him to stop ;)
He loves it when Sole is on top facing him.
Paladin Danse (romanced):
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Okay, Danse is a mess after Blind Betrayal. He relies on you for most things, including most of his social interactions. He depends on you like he’s never relied on anyone before.
Every time you leave him alone, his thoughts travel to dark places. When you’re gone for long periods of time, he’s only pulled out of his mood by Halen. Seriously, this man needs a teddy bear.
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He’s pretty vanilla tbh. He doesn’t mind the occasional rough stuff but he doesn’t like to hurt his partner, even if it’s pleasurable for Sole.
He really likes to be able to see his partner’s face during $ex.
Piper Wright (romanced):
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She loves going on dates with Sole. She’d be happy just spending the evening at the Dugout Inn.
Power couple. Honestly, besides the people of Diamond City, everyone thinks Piper and Sole make a cute couple.
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Loves face riding. You just lay there and she’ll move where she wants the attention.
Super private about her sex life. She won’t be down to do the dirty if Nat, or any other people for that matter, is anywhere near earshot.
Preston Garvey (romanced):
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Super sweet! He loves to show PDA, in moderation. For instance, he loves holding hands and quick hugs.
He puts Sole’s needs before his own. If the food supply is running low, he’d sooner starve to death than let Sole go hungry.
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He’s so shy. He’s going to need a lot of encouragement, especially when you first start having $ex.
HATES PAIN. Don’t ever ask him to hurt you. He won’t do it. He only wants to make you feel good, not anything painful.
Porter Gage (romanced):
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Tight hugs and quick forehead and lip kisses are his form of saying, “I love you”.
Trouble couple. You’re perfectly imperfect for each other. Gage and Sole get up to the best raider mischief together.
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LOVES ROUGH STUFF. Honestly, let him take you doggy style. He will fall deeper in love.
Oral is his favorite pastime. Definitely an ass man, and he sure loves having his stuff taken care of too. 69 is one of his favorites.
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Hello! I was wondering if I could get spicy prompt 49 for the drabble event with Ace (active) and fem Reader. Thank you so much.
Hi! Thank you for your request! ♡ ~(‘▽^人) Hope you will enjoy!
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Wax
Character: Ace Reader: female CW: explicit N.SFW content, wax play A/N: I have a huge pain tolerance, so tbh I have no idea how an average person would react to being covered in wax; for me it feels a little warm, so, the reactions I gave to Reader might not be accurate
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A little, hot droplet falls between your shoulder blades.
You hiss. It’s not very painful or very uncomfortable, but definitely dancing on the line you draw between thrilling and disturbing. His other hand is quick to soothe your anxiety; it moves down along your spine and stops on your bottom, caressing your soft and sensitive flesh.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” Ace whispers, leaning down to kiss the mark wax left on your back. His fingers slide between your cheeks, move towards your wet slit and part your folds, to help your heat pool and bloom.
You arch and purr, encouraging him to continue.
While slowly fingering you, Ace melts the clump of wax and moves it a few inches above your skin. Next droplets decorate it; you spasm and tremble, moan and hiss from time to time. As you get used to the feeling, it becomes less painful and more ecstatic. His fingers follow the pace of wax falling on you, each droplet is echoed by a thrust and a little stretching. He knows which buttons should be pushed, how to distract your attention and slowly turn you into a needy mess.
A little more wax is poured on the small of your back, it trickles along the curve of your ass and hips. Ace hums at the sight.
“So beautiful.”
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