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Helloo, i saw you open request for outlast trials character. Can i request the brown hair big grunt (some people nicknamed him Danny) x Afab! Nonbinary reader? Im thinking of scenario where she accidentally found out that the big grunt had crush on her 🥺

Chat Log Name : There’s my melancholy, baby.

chat log description : It was just a game of pretend to you till you both met in the infirmary and left alone!

online users : Danny/Big Grunt , Impostor! Reader

‼️ CONTENT WARNINGS : Second POV, Semi-canonical Murkoff, OOC Danny/Big grunt, minor injuries and slight descriptions of injuries, Pet-names used for Reader (Darling) . ‼️

You sat on the thin cushion in the infirmary, a thin lipped smile carved on your face. The familiar smell of antiseptic stung your nose, stinging of rubbing alcohol on your fresh cut that broke your smile causing your face to scrunch up in discomfort.

The thin hospital gown didn’t help soothe your fractured nature while the medicinal ointment was placed on certain areas of your skin that had been left with a tingling or occasional burning sensation due to the latex busts that the Murkoff scientists placed on you to play pretend with the other people in the game— it was supposed to be a fun game, exactly like the scientists said.

You turned your head towards the loud thumping of footsteps and in the next infirmary bed was one of a heavy ex-population that almost punched or even sliced you with the metal ax since he believed that you were a reagent.

The cotton pad was placed in his already bloodied mouth alongside the pickings of glass shards from bottles in his face and torso, his hand cradling a single bloodied tooth.

“You should put it under your pillow.” You smiled while a giggle escaped from your lips. “The tooth fairy should come.”

“Serious, darling?” He looked over to you while his voice had a distinct southern drawl to it.

“Serious,” you replied.

“I never see you like this,” He paused, getting a better look at you.

“like what?” You asked.

“Handsome/pretty,” he replied. “Are you always so clumsy?”

“Clumsy?” You repeated. “I’m not that clumsy…”

You tried to ignore the heat flare up in your face while you continued to talk to him—this is the first time the infirmary staff weren’t in the room. They were possibly looking around for medicinal supplies where the blonde nurse is at.

“Seen you slip on the blood once, darling,” he replied.

“Single time,” you replied. “It was only once…”

“I had to get them for you, darling,” he replied.

The infirmary staff came back and stitched closed an open gash on his chest that was close to the metal of his brace. You heard as the staff gave him orders to stay and sit still like one would order an animal as the staff member had left once more to get extra supplies.

“I like you, darling,” he replied.

“I like you too.” You looked away.

Your stomach bloomed with a new found happiness in this forsaken place that you could never escape from as this place was better than your past—or what remained of your past family. You had—You have a new family, it’s in Murkoff as they could never betray you despite them experimenting on you and him but it was for a better future.

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Okay what if

Pirates au

And Tulpar crew is haunted and seeks revenge on Jimmy

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GHOST MASTERLIST

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[ small guide : this blue means smut ]

Ghouls

fanfiction : without the security of your loving arms [ SWISS EDITION ]

headcanon : Sodo headcanons

PAPA EMERITUS I

fanfiction : yellow acacias [ VAMPIRE EDITION ]

PAPA EMERITUS II

fanfiction: It hurts to be something, It’s worse to be nothing with you [ MEDIEVAL EDITION ]

PAPA EMERITUS III

fanfiction : Papa Emeritus III received your gift

headcanons : revived Terzo

PAPA EMERITUS IV / FRATER IMPERATOR

18 + EXCLUSIVE LIVESTREAM : Your name is a sin I breathe! (MDNI)

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THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES MASTERLIST

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archival staff : MARTIN BLACKWOOD

oneshot : hiding inside a dream

headcanons : dedicated to new lovers

head archivist : JONATHAN SIMS

oneshot : he loves my star-shaped glasses

oneshot with a spiral avatar! reader : it’s a habit, I can’t help it!

headcanon : Jonathan with an athletic S/O

headcanon : relationship

ARCHIVAL EDITION : MAGNUS PROTOCOL

MULTIPLE ARCHIVAL STAFF

headcanon : Jonathan sims and Martin Blackwood sleeping

headcanon : I love you like the ashes in my cigarette box!

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Hello, I would like to make a request to kinktober.Aesop Carl (Identity V) in Phoenix/Hippocampus/Watchman skin, your choice.With a Monster-fucking clue.Preferably a fem-reader.But if not, you can make a gn-reader.I would like to ask more, that Aesop has known the reader for a long time, or followed them.Maybe even be a patron.

English is not my first language.If I left a wrong request, please forgive me.🙏 You can also do nothing.

Have a good day and good luck.(⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡

• LIVESTREAM NAME : Sweeter Than Sin !

Livestream description : During the festival in the town, you and Fenix/Aesop can’t help but relish in the secret that both of you kept from the Oracle!

★ STARRING : Phoenix! Aesop Carl, Saintess! Reader

‼️ CONTENT WARNING : MDNI 18+ , Monster fucking, OOC Aesop/Fenix, Aphrodisiacs, Second POV, Female genitalia for the reader. ‼️

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The flames of the ombré scattered onto the candlesticks that you had set up earlier. You adjusted the white cloth that was draped on your festival costume, you looked out the window and saw the festivities being celebrated—seeing pumpkins being carved into monsters or silly pictures that would have hidden messages.

Your hands held the unlit candlestick, touching the melted wax on your finger; slightly tingling at the hardening sensation of the wax.

“You forgot this last night,” a voice brushed against your ear.

“Fenix/Aesop.” You turned to him with a smile. “I thought I misplaced it.”

He adjusted the simple necklace across your neck—you both served the same master of sweet debauchery while trying to maintain the facade of holy figures in the village.

You were only playing the role of a saintess but the villagers took it seriously almost too seriously as you could perform short lived miracles that merely ended in you pulling their memories with your hands and spells to feed the hungry in your stomach while Fenix was posing as your prized acolyte who was ‘required’ for him to sleep in the same room with yourself to remain holy.

“Saintess.” His kisses trailed your neck. “I need extra prayers.”

Fenix/Aesop kissed the crevices of your naked body as if it was carved from the stone, peeling off facade of human skin which he revealed the feathers of your true form— the form that would shatter the mind of humanity as it was born from debauchery and the ideals of purest form of lust.

Your talons ripped the mattress due to your tight grip with each thrust he did while he murmured sweet praises into your ears—a secret that only you and him knew that you were not holy. His kisses tasted of medicinal herbs that made your skin warm and sensitive, he pounded into your core not like the previous times of gentleness; this time was born from debauchery, the one thing you knew from the back of your palms.

Your mind blanked while seeing the spurt of blue feathers on his face while his calloused thumb teased your clit and you tried to ignore the squelching sound of his hips smacking against yours. Broken gasps and moans left your lips that filled the air with incoherent words to be rid of the hunger that plagued your life.

Your mind continued to go blank while he continued, ignoring the hurried banging on the door from frantic voices that pleaded for their salvation but it fell on hands that didn’t answer.

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hiii this is my first time making an ask, i’m so sorry if i do it wrong 💦! but would it be fine to request orphan of goetia norton being rough with his actions yet gentle with his words and praise 👉👈… with overstimulation as an add on if possible 🫣

• LIVESTREAM NAME : Price of Knowledge !

LIVESTREAM DESCRIPTION : A deal was made and the Orphan of Goetia wants to know his past despite the consequences that might come with the deal and it’s unusual price!

★ STARRING : Norton Campbell, Reader

‼️CONTENT WARNINGS : MDNI 18+, OOC! Norton Campbell, mentions of semi-canonical events from the essence, Praise kink + Overstimulation.

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“Look at you,” he sneered. “No more remarks?”

Your legs loosely wrapped around his waist while your clothes had been unraveled and discarded onto the floor. It was him—your hands scratched his backs, feeling the magma that was chipping out from his skin. All this for a sliver of memories.

Broken gasps escaped your throat while he continued pounding into you, mercilessly—a deal, this deal wasn’t supposed to continue like this. A one sided deal that turned into something more.

“Come on,” he panted.

Your hands gripped the bedsheets while his hand interwoven with your hand—your back pressed into the mattress. His kisses tasted of ash, anything soft and tasteful, the remnants of ashes kissed the fire across your neck—on and past the pulsating heartbeat.

Your grip tightened on his hand, the cold metal of the golden talons as a gasp escaped your lips. His kisses continued but more rapidly as if he was trying to reignite a fading ember, he reached the deepest part of you while his free hand hitched your leg further up.

“You’re so good,” he murmured between pants. “You just needed this, didn’t you, [Name]?”

He said it. Your truest name that was forbidden to be spoken—you were bound to him but it was too much for a single thought, let alone speak. He continued his pacing, mercilessly pounding till it felt like your innards had exploded but he continued.

“Bit more.” He was shining from the sweat. “You can handle it.”

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Everyone is like “oh episode 4 really made me root for Sofia she’s never done anything wrong in her life”

And I’m over here like ????? We weren’t all immediately in her court head over heels in love with her ????????? I was on her side even when we all thought she was crazy and unhinged in fact I can pinpoint the EXACT moment I was on her side and it was this scene

Real crazy woman enjoyers have always seen her for the beautiful perfect woman she is

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Played mouthwashing...liked it a lot....

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Chat Log Name : Peace of mind !

chat log description : The one day where you and him are not enemies but parents who grieve differently.

online users : Batman, Joker! Reader

CONTENT WARNINGS : Mentions of a son dying, OOC Batman/Bruce Wayne, Second POV.

The rain splattered on the dirty blacktop, the gravesite once littered with extravagant bouquets and hand written apologies were washed away due to time. Wet white chalk outline melted away with each raindrop and the sound of wet chalk would outline again; again and again.

Worn gloves held your shoulders, seemingly waking you up once more. The familiar scent of his cologne and your gunpowder was plastered onto his scratched and worn armor while his cloak shielded your already drenched form; your white face paint was dripping off, revealing your skin that you desperately hid from the world, from him.

“Aren’t you tired, [Name]?” He asked.

Your hands were stained with the wet chalk; today, you and him hated today. The chalked outline of the figure was somebody—your boy, he might’ve been smaller than the rest of the other children but he was yours.

“He would be fifteen, Bruce.” You tilted your head up to him. “My boy…my sweet boy, Bruce.”

“I miss our son,” he added. “Our son but aren’t you tired of this, [Name]?”

He tightly embraced you; something he hasn’t done in years. Your gloved hands gripped the top of his forearms as if to pry them off of you; it was his fault, he didn’t save your son.

“Don’t start,” he pleaded. “Let’s…please answer me.”

“I’m—I’m not tired,” you choked out, despite the sobs escaping your lips. “I…I want him back. Where is he, Bruce? Where’s my son?”

“Please,” he pleaded, once more like he had done times before. “Please [Name].”

“You’ve—Don’t,” you barked.

You unraveled yourself from him, the wet chalk smeared on the dirty blacktop. Your gloved hand smeared the outline of him, your blurred vision looked down at the smeared outline; stitches that held your recently healed on your face. Eyes—what color was his eyes? His beautiful eyes that stared at you with such joy and a wretched cry escaped the cracks of your lips; a cry long forgotten but a cry that he remembered.

The tears dribbled down his cowl mixing with the rain that tried to erase the pain that could never be forgotten. His worn gloves reached out to yours; stained with chalk. One of his hands left yours and it held your cheek, his thumb rubbed your cheek.

“Please [Name].” His eyes stared into yours, desperately searching for something. “Come home with me—to us, please. Let me try again to help you.”

Again—again?! He can’t understand the loss—he never understood the pain that was left in your chest.

Pulling yourself away from him, the warmth that could never soothe your aching wounds—you always had to nurse your own wounds. You gasped in the breath of sewerage, trash, and the wet rain that enhanced every single rotten thing from the alleyway. Cold—the blacktop was so cold, did the sweet child feel the cold while life drained from his rosy face? His worn gloved hands peeled you off of the blacktop and back into his arms.

“Please,” he pleaded. “I miss him too, [Name]. Don’t pull away, please—stay with me…”

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My category for live streaming is Identity V Norton Campbell (A) x reader (O) searching for A/B/O with the add ons knotting and honeymoon.

Not sure if I did this right,,, sorry if it's not TT

• LIVESTREAM NAME : An Alpha’s pruriency !

LIVESTREAM DESCRIPTION : After releasing your promised companion from his prison in the volcano, he can’t help but finally make you his!

★ STARRING : Alpha! Norton Campbell, Omega! Reader

‼️ CONTENT WARNINGS: MDNI 18+ OOC Norton Campbell, A/B/O dynamics, knotting, Biting marks, mentions of sacrifices and slight merging, Second POV, Heat, semi-canonical essence lore‼️

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Your eyes watched him while the heat of the magma heated your face—it was home, you were finally home. He was freed from the chains of the hardened magma while your eyes watered, staring upon such glorious sin and the melding flesh from the Orphan of Goetia mixing with the unforgiving beauty of the beloved infernal sin.

The smile stretched upon your lips replacing the facade of shock and terror, you blocked out the gurgling and smell of melting skin from the people that had come along with you to this volcano to release your beloved.

The back of your hand rested on your forehead and feeling the beads of sweat trickle down—he is the fated companion that you only heard stories from your parents, this was perfect and he had chosen you. His hand was rough, pulling you to the edge and the lava surrounded you by your waist; it didn’t burn, it melted away the clothes that were on your skin and replaced them with soft fabrics created from the shades of the magma. You were engulfed by the lava—his embrace that was lovingly hot and made you crave more of it.

His hands wiped away the lava from your face and helped you up, your eyes took in the setting—a palace created from molten lava and obsidian and the mouths of obscure faces pouring out the sea of lava.

You walk with him across the obsidian bridge but your hand squeezes tightly against his loose and soft grip. His amber eyes stared at you from the metal bird-like mask that had melted onto his skin.

“Already quivering, promised companion?” His voice asked. “I have not even brought you to the marital bed.”

Companion. The very word makes your knees ache and desperately wants to buckle onto the obsidian bridge—his bony tail wrapped around your waist to seemingly help you stand. Your hand held his—feeling the ridges and the slight grazes on your inner palm.

The disgruntled gasps left your lips while writhing in the grand bed, it felt as if someone had punched you in your mouth while the ingrown of your fangs; pressing the rag close to your lips wiping away the incoming blood that always came. You moved around to try and find a comfortable spot in the shared bed but never found the spot; an itch that couldn’t be scratched as it was underneath the skin, muscles and nerves. Overwhelming scent of him. Everything smelled like him, where was he? Doesn’t he know that he needs to be near when you’re in such pain? You want—You needed him.

Inside of the palace was so very warm—was it warm or was it the boiling heat between your legs? Your skin was already flushed against the wall, legs ached with each step towards the study room as you had forgotten how troubling walking can be with your legs during your heat and your forearm acted as a beam of support despite it faltering in certain steps.

You could smell him, he was nearby.

You finally found him, finally—he could quell the pain that started at your mouth and traveled to your legs. His claws grazed at the swollen scent glands on the back of your aching nape, your eyes watered at the feeling while your legs lost feeling with each little rub of his thumb.

“I need to care for you,” he said.

His hands soothed your swollen scent glands, it felt comforting almost but this wasn’t a desire that could be quenched by simple gestures of affection. You needed more—something more intimate. His fangs hovered your exposed glands that he once soothed with his claws.

Labored breathing escaped your lips while his hands tugged off the clothes from your skin and the smile appeared on his lips. The kisses remained scattered on your neck while your watery eyes stared at the mirror— seeing him going in and out; a repeated cycle of bliss.

“Look at you,” he coos. “You want more, don’t you?”

It was as if he fit so nicely within your mush and hearing the broken gasps and moans that escaped your lips as he continued to faster—faster; your thoughts became mush. Never ending—can’t he stay inside for a bit longer?

“Taking me so good,” he said, sounding a bit winded. “You’re so good for me. You want me to fill you up, don’t you?”

Only an exasperated whine left your messy lips that had remains of his charcoal kisses and saliva dribbling down your lips onto your chest. The tears that dribbled down your eyes while he wiped them away. The distant noise of his hips smacking yours as if he had started his rut and desperately wanted to meld within the very being of yourself—repeatedly hitting the pleasurable spots.

His lips kissed your necks repeatedly while his spare hand massaged the unmarked swollen scent glands on your neck, his bony tail pulled you closer and made him thrust deeper. A guttural moan escaped your lips feeling the knot inflated and surrounded by your slick.

“So good.” He smiled, his lips grazed the back of your nape. “For me.”

You faintly heard the hissing of his breath across your glands, your eyes watered once more— feeling his teeth sink into the glands as if they always meant to be in there.

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haii do u take requests for jack from idv?

Yes, I do!

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I sent my request in were they ok?

Yes, they were okay.

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So kinktober is exception for writing nsfw?

Yes, it is.

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How does the kinktober work ? May we request a dbd character for it ?

Yes! I’m sorry for not explaining it correctly!!

The kinktober event works like this you choose the fandom that the character is in which is dead by daylight and then it’s the kink which is any of the ones I listed and then if you want to add more the request the add on’s are optional and a small prompt to go along with the request.

edit : I just changed for the add ons to be optional so you don’t have to add them to the request.

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Do you write for the doctor or trickster for dbd ?

Yes, I do!