#EVERYONE gets to fuck the bimbo they are welcome

[cyberghouleo]

“She won't ever get enough once she gets a little touch”

Tim Wright x Bimbo! Reader

Tim starts becoming infatuated with someone he was supposed to be stalking. After weeks of being around you, he decides he can't take it anymore.

cw : bimbo! fem reader, fingering, cunnilingus, dom Tim, dumbification

wc : 2.8k

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a / n : requests are open !!

Tim couldn’t take it, he couldn’t hold back anymore. What started off as a mission to get information out of you was starting to turn into an infatuation with you. And it wasn’t his fault, it was yours. You were the one who just had to wear the tiniest skirts he had ever seen out in public or wearing the tight crop tops that you often forgot to wear a bra with. Or the heels you could hardly walk in, causing you to stumble out in public and show your ass off to him.

He never planned on getting caught stalking you, he just wanted to be a silent watcher from your window as you played with yourself late at night or when you changed right in front of the window with the curtains wide open. But one night, he followed you too closely from work and he was sure his cover was blown. He figured as soon as you saw him, you would scream and tell him to fuck off. But it never came. Instead, you talked to him like he was a normal person and not someone who has been jerking off to the sight of you outside your window for the past few weeks. You were so dumb and naive when it came to your surroundings, you made everything so easy for him. All it took to get your number was lying about being a neighbor, and you were instantly giving him it. When you bent over to type your number in his phone, your tits almost spilled out your shirt. That’s when Tim knew he had to befriend you so he could get closer to making you his.

Playing your fake friend wasn’t a hard task, you mostly just called him or asked him to come over to your house, a house he already knew the entire floor plan from stalking you at night. You always wore the skimpiest clothes around him, short dresses that you never seemed to close your legs in, giving him a clear view of the tiny thong you were wearing. You often got your white shirts wet, showing off the lace bra underneath clearly. After you “befriended” him, it only gave him more chances to see you in sexual ways without you realizing it. You often would bend over in front of him, showing off your pink panties with no shame or realization.

However, as Tim played along as your neighbor/friend, he also saw just how naive and oblivious you were. You would tell him stories about your day and tell him the inappropriate things said to you, asking him to explain what it meant since you didn’t understand it. The idea of another man taking advantage of your intelligence and naivety to get a quick flash made him angry enough to want to track down the person and kill them for that alone. He hardly killed outside of required missions but anybody who disrespected you or got to get the same peeks that he got were the only exceptions.

The moment that made Tim finally lose it was when he was watching you walk home from the store. This was a normal occurrence that happened as he promised to himself that he would make sure you got home safely every day. You were walking through a crowded area when someone smacked your ass, running away laughing as you stood there confused and looking around for the assaulter. You gave up after a few seconds and continued walking home. He had already tracked the person down and gave them the deserved slow death, but he also needed to come over to put an end to this chase. He needed to make you his so you could have someone protect you in the public so nothing like this would happen again.

It was late in the afternoon when three loud knocks came from your door. You were wearing your usual short skirt and crop top as you opened the door, revealing a pissed off Tim wearing his usual flannel and jeans. Before you could open your mouth to greet him, he burst through your door as soon as you answered, pushing past you and storming into your living room.

“What’s wrong Tim?” You asked, head tilted and lips open slightly. Tim almost didn’t hear your question as he was focused on your lips, thinking how hot they would look wrapped around his cock as your mascara ran down your face.

He hissed, “You.” You bite the inside of your cheek, your head tilting to the side even more. “You’re the fucking problem, you’re such a tease to me.”

You stared at him blanking, not quite understanding what he meant. “Are you upset with me?” You asked, your arms coming together which caused your tits to be pushed together. You were going to be the death of him if you kept acting this way. He brought his fist up to his mouth, giving you a quick nod. Your lips formed into a cute pout. “What can I do to make you feel better?”

The question was almost too easy, it felt like a set up. He stared at you for a second to see if you were being serious or not before he responded. “I think the only way to make this up to me is to let me do something.”

You quickly nodded your head up and down, eyes wide open and full of hope. “Okay! I just don’t want to lose you as a friend, Tim.” God you were so fucking cute and so eager to please, it was a sight that could make him cum on the spot.

“Good girl, if you do what I say I’ll forgive you.” You really didn’t want to lose him as a friend, so you believed him. He had never given you a reason to doubt him before. You nodded in response as he approached you, his hand coming up to cup and caress your cheek. You leaned into the touch, eyes closed as you let out a sigh of content. It was endearing to see how much you trusted him, even after all the disgusting fantasies he thought of while he spied on you in your own house.

He started to lean towards you, his eyes locked on your lips that shone with lip gloss. As soon as your lips met he started kissing you desperately, your soft moans filling his mouth as his hand found its way to the back of your head, tangling itself into your hair. He tilted your head back to get a deeper kiss, you moaned as he tugged on your hair. You pushed your body into his, your chest pressed against his as your lips moved in sync with each other. His other hand rested on the small of your back, pressing you closer into him. This was the closest he had gotten to you before, and your smell was intoxicating to him. He pulled away from your mouth, a string of spit connecting your lips together for a split second. Your face was starting to heat up and your lip gloss was already smeared off your lips.

His hand traveled from your lower back to the front of your stomach, fingers slowly creeping under your crop top as he kissed along your neck. You moaned out softly as his hand groped your tit, he was never more thankful that you weren’t wearing a bra today. His fingers traced around your nipple before placing his thumb and pointer finger around it, slightly pinching as he felt it harden underneath his touch. You let out soft moans as you continued to push your body against his, desperate to get as close as possible to his touch. Your body was responding to his touches before your mind could, instinctively addicted to his touch as you felt heat start to pool within your stomach. While continuing to pinch your nipple, his mouth stopped near the bottom of your neck as he switched from kissing to softly sucking with enough pressure to leave a mark. He wanted everyone to see the mark and know you belonged to someone, specifically him. You let out soft whimpers as he nipped at the skin, moaning out his name quietly under your breath as you rubbed your legs together, desperate to get any type of friction between your legs.

Tim waited forever to hear you moan out his name, and he was starting to grow impatient as his jeans started to tighten up. He pulled away from your neck, his mouth detaching with a ‘pop’ sound before he turned you around, your back facing him. He guided you to bend over onto the kitchen counter, a hand placed firmly between your shoulder blades to keep you planted against the cold countertop. His other hand quickly found the end of your skirt, flipping it up onto your lower back. Your pink thong and ass were fully exposed to him, the same ass Tim had replayed over and over in his head as he jerked off late at night. He had only ever seen accidental upskirts so far, but now it was fully open to him and only him. His dick strained against his pants as he traced the outline of your slit, your body arching into his touch as you mewled out. His fingers ghosted over your lips, just enough pressure for you to moan out and try to push further back to feel his fingers more. You were such a fucking slut and he has yet to even do anything, he loved it. He slid your panties to the side, exposing your cute pussy to him. He waited for years it felt like to get this close to you, you were so vulnerable to him right now and you were all his.

His middle and pointer finger spread your lips open, you were already soaking wet and it only fueled his ego more. This was the wettest he has ever seen you, even when you were using your vibrator alone at night. After coating his middle finger with your wetness, he circled your clit in slow circles, your hips stuttering and grinding against him.

“Puh-Please Tim,” You moaned out.

“Please what?” He kept his slow pace as he pressed himself into you, his dick against your ass and his chest laying against your back. He could smell your shampoo and perfume, and he had to restrain himself from bucking his hips into your ass.

“Please touch me more.”

Hearing you beg underneath him made him instantly stand up straight, ready to show you how eager he has been for this moment and just how good he will make you feel. He removed his hand from your back, telling you to keep still as he kneeled below you.  Sitting on his knees underneath you as he stared up at your pussy, he placed his hands on your hips before flattening his tongue, starting with small kitten licks around your clit. The feeling of his tongue against you caused you to gasp out, moaning as he started licking in long deep strokes that started from your entrance and up to your clit. After a few licks, he stopped at your clit and started sucking, an action that causes your knees to buckle as you moan out loudly. Your hands try to grasp anything on the table to stabilize yourself as you feel your body start grinding against his tongue, begging to feel more of him. Tim couldn’t get enough of you, the taste of you made his dick pulse as he palmed himself through his pants. You were unapologetically moaning out loudly as you felt your core start to tighten up, heat from between your legs had started to spread throughout your whole body.

As soon as you started to grind weakly against his tongue, Tim pulled away with a sloppy wet sound as you groaned out from the lost contact. You were so close to cumming and needed him to push you over the edge of an orgasm. Tim stood up from underneath you, now standing behind you as you stayed bent over the countertop, your back falling up and down rapidly with your increased breathing.

“Timmm…” You whine out, your voice slightly muffled. Tim’s nails pressed crescent shaped indents into his palm as he clenched his fist, trying to distract himself from how hot his name sounded rolling off your tongue.

“Hmm?” He responded as his hand traced your ass slightly, the contact making you push your body against his hands even more.

“I want…I want you to make me cum.”

Hearing you moan this out made his hands instantly leave your body, reaching down to unzip his pants to pull his dick out. Precum was already leaking from his tip and down his length as he gave a few lazy strokes. His hand found your hip, resting there as he started to line himself up with your hole. You grinded up and down as soon as you felt his dick in between your thighs, mewling out as you desperately needed him inside of you now.

“God, you're such a pathetic slut for letting me do all this naughty stuff to your body. You're such a whore for letting me touch you this way, you know that?”

You moaned out a yes as you felt him start to stretch you out, his cock slowly entering you with ease. It took all of his restraint to not thrust deep into you, as badly as he wanted this, he also knew he was going to have to start off gently.

“You're so eager to make me happy, aren't you baby?” He didn’t mean to call you by the pet name but it came out so naturally he didn’t mind.

“Mhmmm… I just… want you happy, Tim.” Hearing you moan out his name made him let out a long groan.

Slowly, he pulled out and pushed back in until he bottomed out, both of you letting out moans at the sensation. The way you squeezed and tightened around him made him second guess how long he was going to be able to last inside you. You started wiggling your hips against him, thrusting back and forth against him as you started to grow impatient. The sight of you underneath him had Tim feeling as if he was dreaming, how badly you wanted him to start fucking you and how tight you were clenched around him.

His hands travel down to grip your waist before he started thrusting in and out at a slow speed. You let out a small gasp as you feel him start fucking you, trying to push your body against him to match his thrusts to pick up the speed. Tim takes the hint, quickening his thrusts as you moan out below him. The girth and size of him was hitting spots that you weren’t used to, a hot knot already starting to form as your nails scraped along the countertop as you struggled to find anything to hold onto while he pumped in and out of you.

The orgasm sweeps through your body as you clamp down around him, moans pouring out as drool spills from your lips and onto the counter below you. Tim continues to fuck you through your orgasm as you come down, your clit sending pulses through your body as you feel yourself start to twitch around him. Feeling how tight you were around his dick causes his grip on your hips to tighten, his fingers pressing deep into your skin as he tries to focus on anything but cumming now.

After trying to wait as long as possible, Tim gives a few weak thrusts in and out before he pulls out, instantly missing the grip your pussy had around him as his hand wraps around his dick and he starts pumping up and down. Cum spurts from his dick in long thick hot ropes as you feel it hit your lower back and spread around your ass, deep guttural grunts escaping him as he gritted his teeth. You stay still as you both try to catch your breath, Tim’s chest heaving up and down as he wipes the sweat from his forehead. He couldn’t remember the last time he was as worn out as he was now, but he also couldn’t remember a time he was this horny. Before he could grab something to clean off his cum from your ass, you looked back at him over your shoulder, your makeup now smeared and a fucked-out expression painted on your face.

“How else can I make you happy Tim?” You asked with a small smile that Tim returned with a grin as he felt himself start to get hard again.

[amaranthinespirit]

SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY ☆ MASTERLIST (nsfw)

smut/nsfw

—general simon riley

simon riley who fucks you as tears roll down your face because you're on your period and your cramps are hurting too much

simon riley who let's you wear whatever you want because everyone else only gets to look. he gets to be the one to take you home and fuck you until nothing but his name falls from your pretty, pink, puffy lips

simon riley with midsized!reader

simon riley who loves your glasses a little too much

—piercer simon riley

you go to get your clit pierced and simon riley's your piercer

piercer!simon riley who holds you to the promise of dinner as compensation for the free clit piercing

piercer!simon riley when your piercing has finally healed

—roommate simon riley

roommate!simon riley when your vibrator dies before you can finish, and he offers to relieve that tension

—boyfriend simon riley

boyfriend!simon riley who's very attentive to everything about you

during a particularly bad thunderstorm which causes boyfriend!simon riley to be on edge, what better way to calm him than between your thighs?

boyfriend!simon riley when you're mad at him

boyfriend!simon riley and his american!bimbo(ish)!reader

—husband simon riley

husband!simon riley follows you around like a lost dog 24/7

simon riley and his obsession with showering with you

halloween costumes with husband!simon riley

—blue collar/cowboy simon riley

cowboy!simon riley and city girl!reader when your car breaks down on the side of the road in the countryside

blue collar or cowboy!simon riley who would fuck you in the bed of his truck

—best friend's brother/brother's best friend simon riley

best friend's brother!simon riley who has taken a secret liking to you makes it not so secret anymore

—neighbor!simon riley

new neighbor!simon riley whom you bring cookies to as a way to welcome him to the neighborhood, so naturally he has to pay you back, right?

fluff

simon riley, who after a long day, just wants to bury his face into the fatty flesh of your stomach

other

living with simon riley

[kenslilove]

᯽៰ ͘ ࣭⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ Who’s Little Sister?!

preview. Draken swears he doesn’t only go for little sisters. But when you, Takemichi’s younger sister, walks into his shop….

ft. Ken “Draken” Ryuuguji x fem!reader

wc. 6.5k 🤡😅

W. NSFW 18+ MINORS DNI! bimbo reader, age gap (draken is late 20’s workin at the bike shop, you’re in early 20’s in collage) fem reader, corruption, dubcon (reader is intoxicated when they consent), virgin killer draken, oral (f!receiving), cream pie, a lil after care, praise and lots of it, drakens a scumbag but in a hot way🤪🤤 he comes around though, I promise 🤭

an. Hiiii pookies <33 this is a repost from my old account, but I’m reposting it here because I’m bringing this series back to life. This fic as well as part 2 hold such a special place in my heart, and now that my inspo is back and I’m ready to add to this little story, I hope you guys can join me on the ride hehe <33 I hope you enjoy! I love Kenny 💖 reblogs, comment, and constructive feedback are always welcome 🫶

“Draken, you have a thing for little sisters.”

“I do not.”

The look on everyone’s faces begs to differ.

First, it was Emma, and although the relationship didn’t work out between the two, she was still Mikey’s little sister.

“Can’t believe I ever let you near my sister, sister fucker.” Mikey mumbles into the lip of his beer, making the rest of the boys laugh out loud.

“Wait— who’s sister is he going for now?”

Takemichi’s comment had them all silencing instantly, eyes going to him as if he just asked the stupidest question on earth. Draken tried to use Takemichi’s idiocy to his advantage, waving away the conversation with a hand.

“No one—“

“Yours, obviously Takemichi.” Mitsuya blurted, much to Draken’s distaste, who dropped his forehead against the table with a groan.

“What?!”

Draken believed it wasn’t his fault, truly it couldn’t be. After the fallout with Emma, he swore to himself that the girls he went for would strictly be disconnected from his found family. Things were going well for him, so many beautiful girls passed by his shop, he even went on a date with a handful of them.

But he seemed to forget all of them when you walked into his shop.

There you were, bright-eyed, little miniskirt, lips pulled into the cutest pout he had ever seen. He was taken back when you finally met his gaze, pretty eyes widening a bit as you gasped.

“Ah! Found the right place! You’re Draken-Kun, right?”

The honorific had his heart racing, making him internally swear at himself from getting so excited just from something so simple.

“Uh yeah, that’s me.”

“Nii-chan said he’d be here, was supposed to meet him at ‘Draken-Kun’s shop’ buuuut—“ there was that cute pout again. “I don’t see him!”

He swallowed down a lump that seemed to block all his words. Why was his throat so dry? Why were you blinking up at him so perfectly?

“Uh— yeah, this is my shop but, who’s— who’s your brother?”

“Oh! Michi! Takemichi!” Your smile got even brighter when you said his name. Blinding almost.

Draken really hated the fact that it made his cock twitch.

“Fuck.” He murmured, bringing a hand up to rub the furrow from his brows. You tilted your head in confusion, reaching out and giving one of his biceps a squeeze.

“What was that, Draken-Kun?”

You sounded so concerned, so sorry for someone you didn’t even know. Draken quickly shook you off, before the simple touch of your soft palm made his cock harder than it already was. “No, nothing, it’s nothing. He’s— he’s upstairs.”

“Thank you~!” Sweet as sugar, you basically skipped towards the staircase, a hum in your voice when you called out to Takemichi.

And Draken watched until you disappeared. He watched the sway of your hips, watched your cute little heels clack up the stairs, and he certainly watched the way the swell of your ass became visible when you reached a certain step, along with an outline of lacy panties that were meant to stay hidden.

Fuuuuuuck—

Draken left the boys earlier than usual, hands buried deep in his pockets and a scowl on his face. Takemichi’s angry face was stuck in his head, along with his bitching that only made the boys tease him harder.

“You better not fuck my sister Draken! She’s too sweet for you bro!”

“Whatever—“ Draken mumbled to himself, his breath leaving him in a puff of air due to the cold that surrounded him. He was heading back to his apartment, wanting to slip into bed and hope that the boys would get so hammered tonight they’d forget everything discussed.

When his phone started to buzz he groaned again, ready to tell Mikey no he wasn’t coming back and to fuck off. What he wasn’t expecting to see was your contact name on his screen.

He really should have just let it go to voicemail, in fact, he should delete your number period. But, he picked it up on the very last ring, bringing the phone to his ear with hesitation.

“Hello?”

“D-Draken!!” You were whining— voice a bit slurred and muffled. Was there music in the background? Draken couldn’t really tell. He held his fingers to his other ear in an attempt to hear you better as you started to ramble.

“Can’t— I can’t hear you,” Draken said, trying his best to keep the annoyance from his tone as.. wait, were you crying?

“I-I’m at a stupid party dra! A-and Michi won’t answer his phone b-but I wanna go home! T-There’s this boy here a-and he won’t leave me alone and I-I’m too drunk—“

Draken felt himself tense up at the mention of some boy.

“Slow down…” He sounded calmer now, his apartment coming into view. “Send me your address, I’ll come to get you.”

“P-Please Draken, don’t wanna be here anymore, wanna go.”

It was the way you whined so desperately, so pretty. Draken knew this was bad, knew you didn’t even try to call him first.

But you still called him. Still trusted him enough.

“I’ll get you, sweetheart.” He was swearing at himself for the pet name that left his mouth without permission, but when you made the cutest little hum on the other end of the phone he quickly forgot his worries. “Send me the address right now while you’re on the phone. Do ya know how?”

He was already in the parking garage as your location pinged on his phone. He easily spotted his bike, hopping on as you continued to blubber into the phone.

“C-come now, promise you’ll come now dra—“

“I’m coming, promise. Stay where you are.”

He hung up and sped out of the garage before his right mind could catch up.

The address was some grungy trap house. The smell of cheap liquor and sex seemed to waft from the door as piles of drunk university kids spilled free. He waited until he saw you, finally, heels in hand and bare feet stepping into the damp grass to get to him.

He bit the inside of his cheek. You looked drunk, mascara already ran down your cheeks and little sniffles left you as you approached the bike. He tried to keep his eyes off the low cut of your tank top, but it was hard when you flung yourself at him, clinging to his waist with that pretty whine he loved hearing so much.

“D-Draaaaa~!” You carried the ‘A’, pressing your damp cheeks into the leather of his jacket, along with pressing your chest into his side. He brought his hand to your back, eyes rolling as he went to pat it.

Only to feel that you weren’t wearing a bra.

Keep it together, Ken.

“Get on, c'mon you’re gonna catch a cold.” He was quick to throw his jacket over you, slipping you in front of him cause honestly, he didn’t trust you to hold on tight enough to him in your drunk state.

So he had you sitting in front of him. He instructed you to put your hands on the handle bras, sensing your hesitation as you continued to sniffle and whimper. He pressed his chest into your back, lips close to your ear.

“It’s alright, I won’t let anything happen to you. Put 'em down.” He felt the way you shivered, and he hated the way it made him smirk. When you finally planted your hands down he placed his much larger hands over yours. They completely engulfed your palms, and he hoped that the little whine you let out now was because of that.

He reeved off quickly, trying to slow himself down but unable to control himself as he sped off towards his place with you in tow.

He ended up carrying you up the stairs to his apartment. He had originally tried to work your heels back on, but you were very much against that, sending him your best pout along with a little “nuh-uh! Don’t wanna!” And since he didn’t want you stepping on anything nasty he settled for picking you up instead.

You were on his back, arms slung over his shoulder as you babbled nonsense in his ear. Something about how you drank too much tequila and ‘but how can you say no to free shots?’ Draken just shook his head, gripping one of your thighs a bit tighter as he worked his apartment door open.

“Easy.” He spoke as he placed you on the ground. You giggled when your legs wobbled, quick to grip onto Draken’s arm yet again as you finally let your heels tumble to the ground.

“Takemichi would kill you if he knew you were this drunk,” Draken stated, trying to keep the amusement from his voice as you used the wall to help yourself towards the couch. You looked back at Draken and stuck your lip out in a pout, before sticking your tongue out.

“Michi isn’t my daddy, I do what I want~!”

Draken almost choked on his spit. Did you really have to talk like that— say that in the cutest little voice? He was grateful when you started your trek to the couch again, so he could fix the bulge that started to form in his joggers.

“Oh, yea? Well, you shouldn’t, you can barely stand. And who was this guy feeding you shots?” Just the thought of some loser college boy trying to get you drunk, preying on you, made his brows twitch, knuckles tensing as he made his way to meet you on the couch.

“Ugh, just some loser. Claims he’s in a gang dra, just like you and Michi used to— but he’s no bad boy, no no he’s a creep~!”

“Yea?” Draken just chuckled coldly, fetching you a water bottle from the fridge. “Must be a real classy group of delinquents if they’re targeting girls like that—“

His voice got caught again when he finally saw you on his couch.

You had worked his jacket off you, sprawled yourself out on the cushions without a care in the world. The little tube skirt you were wearing was hiked up dangerously high, leaving little to the imagination as you turned your face away from the cushions, looking up at Draken.

And you had the audacity to giggle, “You’re couch s’comfy dra~”

one of your legs threatened to topple right off the couch, but if that happened, well it would certainly make the wimpy material hike all the way up.

Draken caught your knee before it had the chance, only making you giggle more. His heart was pounding against his rib cage, blood pumping dangerously fast to his crotch as he shot you a disappointed look.

“Be careful.” He gritted out through clenched teeth, and when you looked at him, eyes wide and glossy…

Draken had to have more willpower than this, didn’t he?

“D-Don’t be mean t’me” You were whining again, rolling over and pressing your face into the couch. Your leg slipped from his touch, and he thought maybe he’d be in the clear now.

But when you curled up, the skirt he put too much faith in hiked up, letting the swell of your ass free. Draken wanted to turn away, or at least throw a pillow at you, but he couldn’t seem to rip his eyes away from your pretty, soft skin.

You were still mumbling, something about him bossing you around. But Draken finally shook himself from the dangerous trance he was in, clicking his tongue and grabbing at your shoulder.

“Up, cmon, you’re going to sleep.”

“Don’t wanna.” You spoke, voice nothing bratty as you tried to slip from his grasp. Draken wasn’t having any of it, not when he was only seconds from snapping.

“Too bad. Get up. You need water and sleep.”

“Nooo~!” You looked back at him, perfect lips pouting and this cute sense of defiance in your gaze that still swam with unclarity.

Draken wasn’t sure what it was that finally made him snap. Maybe it was the way you looked at him, maybe it was the brattiness that he knew he could work outta you, maybe it was how your ass now pressed into his thighs.

But whatever it was, it didn't matter. He was pressing his lips to yours, swallowing the little shocked gasp you pushed against his lips. He only pulled away when his lips began to pulse, a shaking breath puffing out against your trembling lower lip.

He kept his eyes glued to yours as his thumb swiped at the drool that lingered on your lip, another click leaving his tongue.

“Messy…” he murmured, more to himself than to you as you batted your lashes up at him, leaned into his touch as if on instinct.

Draken shoulda stopped. This would be the perfect time to back off, let you sleep off the alcohol on his couch and call Takemichi in the morning. Hell, you’re so drunk you probably wouldn’t even remember this little kiss.

But then you spoke.

“D-Dra.. y-your lips are reaaaal soft.”

“Fuck.” He swore for real this time, ignoring any sense as he pressed his lips to yours once again. It was so cute how hesitant you were, fingers trembling softly as they ran through his black ponytail. He had no problem slipping his hands beneath you, easing you up and into his lap.

“Fuck.” He mumbled it into your open mouth this time, feeling your warm little cunt pressing into his crotch. The panties you wore did little to conceal your sex, and it didn’t help that you were squirming in his lap, hips twitching into him and nails digging along his shoulders.

He had to pull back again, his palms planted firmly on your hips to keep you still. “Can’t— fuck. You can’t squirm like that baby.” He hated how desperate he already sounded, voice going down an octave and raspier than usual.

You bit the tip of your nail, face heating up along with the rest of your body as you slowly raised your gaze to meet Draken’s. “C-Can’t help it, I’ve never—“

Draken brows shot up, panic flooding his system. He did not want to hear you say you’d never kiss a guy before.

“Never sat in someone’s lap like this…” The relief washed over him, making his shoulders slump again. There was this swelling feeling in his chest, one that he didn’t exactly love, but he couldn’t stop it from coming.

It was the same feeling he got when he took Emma’s virginity.

“Oh, yea…? What else haven’t you done?” He was curious now, big hands rubbing reassuring circles into your hips. The skirt you were wearing before was useless now, bunched up at your hips and showing off the cute panties you wore. He tried not to stare as you tried to stutter out your words.

But Draken knew now, he was much weaker than he originally thought.

“I-I’ve kissed a guy! Obviously!! B-But…” There you were, pouting again. But the more Draken massaged at your hips, the more your whines started to sound like meek little mewls. “I-I just— I haven’t really done anything other than like.. touching I guess..”

He really hoped that you didn’t feel his cock twitching right under you.

Draken hummed in acknowledgement, bringing his face close to yours as soon as you looked down into your lap. “Just touching, yea? Have you ever held a dick before, sweetheart?”

“N-no!” He shouldn’t be teasing you like this, but he couldn’t help himself. His question just made you squirm again, and he enjoyed the friction just a little longer than he should have before he was gripping your hips again, giving you a more stern glance.

“I said, no squirming…” The corner of his lip twitched as you whimpered at him, eyes getting glassy all over again.

“M’sorry…” you spoke back through pouting lips, still having trouble meeting his gaze as your fiddled with the collar of his shirt.

Draken knew what he was doing was wrong, could hear the voices of his buddies taunting and teasing, claiming just how right they were about him. But being this close to you, seeing just how badly you wanted to hump against him, even if you were drunk.

How the hell was he supposed to let this opportunity go?

“Well… I don’t wanna spook you, angel. If ya haven’t done anything, I’ll just put you to bed, alright—“

“N-no!” Hook, line, and sinker.

“No?” Draken mused, his hands finally pulling you just a bit closer, his fingertips teasing over the flesh of your ass. You shook your head, clinging onto him a bit tighter.

“N-No I— I want…” your words trailed off, your own nerves getting the better of you.

Cute. It was so cute how words could get you flustered when you were already sitting in his lap, skirt pulled up and nothing but a little pair of panties keeping you away from him.

“Cmon. Use your words baby, what do you want.” He spoke to you with that same level of authority, watching the way your eyes slowly made their back up to his own.

“I-I want you to.. to teach me.”

He was smirking now, smug as ever. But it didn’t matter.

He had you right where he wanted you.

His lips were back on yours before you could continue to stutter, but this time he was lifting you up. He gripped your ass, urging your legs to cling to his waist as he carried you towards the bedroom.

Draken placed you onto the mattress with ease, working himself between your thighs that already opened up to welcome him. He was pleased to see that when he pulled away from the kiss this time you were panting, lips a little swollen and chest heaving as you looked up at him.

Already so curious, so desperate for whatever he was willing to offer you.

“I’ll teach you, baby.” Draken was speaking into your skin, planting kisses along your cheeks, down the column of your neck. He felt your pulses with his lips, the steady beat only picking up in pace when he looked up at you through hooded eyes. “But, you have to listen, you’ll be a good girl for me, won’t you?”

He already knew your answer, but he wanted to hear you say it.

“Y-Yes, I’ll be a good girl Dra…” you managed to whimper, voice slipping into a whine when his lips pushed over the flimsy strap of your tank top, dragging it down over your shoulder.

“Ken.” He laughed when you gave him this confused look. So naive, so very dumb.

But so very willing.

“Want you to call me Ken, can ya do that baby?”

When you realized what he was asking you let out a little “oh” and a nod, which pleased him to no end. His hand dragged your other strap down, leaving just a few inches left of coverage over your chest. It was the perfect place for him to pause, look you over just once more.

“Ask one more time for me baby, nice and pretty now.” This was his way of getting you to beg, and boy did you play into his hand so easily.

“P-Please Ken, please teach me, please—“

His will had broken long ago, the sweet sounds of your pleas, the tears that made your lashes clump. All of it had broken him down long before. His lips were back on your chest, one rough hand finally freeing your breasts from the confines of the little tank top you wore. He groaned as he squeezed each mound in his palms, the gasp you let put making his head feel light.

“Such pretty tits….” He murmured, his eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of your pretty nipples, which quickly peddled up as he smoothed his thumb over the bud. He poked his tongue out, curiosity getting the best of him as he swiped the wet muscle over your left nipple.

“O-Oh!--” Cute. He wanted to hear that little squeak on repeat, wrapping his lips around your nipple while he continued to massage the other. Your fingers quickly clung to his black hair, running through the soft locks before pulling him flush to your skin.

“F-Feels good Ken! Mhm! So good– I– want!!” Your words tumbled off your tongue mindlessly, mewls and whimpers getting pushed out as Draken released you with a pop. He licked his lips at your swollen bud, admiring the little indents his teeth had made before your tug on his hair snapped him back to reality.

“Watch it.” He warned, squeezing your breast hard enough to make you whimper. “Lemme take my time with you, Angel.”

“B-But–” You didn’t even know what you were pleading for, brain foggy as Drken moved on from your tits, large hands travelling to the hem of your skirt. The skirt was pulled from your legs with a few simple tugs, leaving you in nothing but a pair of dainty panties.

A pair that had a wet patch just waiting to be removed.

“You’re so cute…” Draken breathed out, his hands smoothing over your tummy, big enough to almost engulf your waist. Each touch of his fingertips on your skin left a tingling sensation, skin ablaze as you whimpered at him again, hips bucking off the mattress as he cupped your cunt.

“Please Ken…” You were gripping the sheets as he fiddled with the hem of your panties. Hooking his index finger under the material only to let it snap back against your sensitive skin. You could have cried from that, reaching for him.

Only for him to easily scoop up both wrists in one hand, pinning them back above your head. Although his eyes were nothing but stern, his lips were holding back a smirk, showing just how amused he was with how needy you became so quickly.

Although you didn’t notice, how could you when your only thought was him, his hands, his everything?

“Keep your hands up here, understood?” When he got a little whine and a nod he hummed in approval, pressing a feather-light kiss to your nipple. “Gunna teach ya how to feel good, but you can’t get in my way–”

“M’sorry, sorry Ken, won’t, please–” He let you babble on about apologize, easing your thighs open a little further. Once your fingers curled into the sheets above your head again he let go of your wrists, all focus drawn back to the little wet spot.

He was shameless as he pressed his nose into it, your scent instantly making him groan, pulling you closer to his face by the hips. He went as far as to nuzzle your covered pussy, pressing a kiss to where your clit was hiding under the fabric. You were trembling under his actions, each one making you whimper and whine for more.

“Smells sweet as candy, bet ya taste like it too, don’t ya?” There was a slur in his voice as his teeth took hold of the flimsy fabric, and rather than dragging it down your thigh he tore it off with one good tug.

You could have come right there, seeing the ruined pieces of your underwear dangling from his lips, the feral look in his eyes as he was finally met with the sight of your swollen pussy, covered in your own slick and making it glisten in the dim lighting.

He used two fingers to spread your lower lips apart, pupils only blowing out larger at the sight of your desperate little hole clenching at the air.

Beckoning him.

“First, you’re gonna come on my lips.” His voice was raspy, but it was enough to catch your attention, make you look at him with glossy eyes and a nod. “Gunna use my fingers too since I gotta work this pretty pussy open.”

“Kay ken, mhm… wanna feel you.” You muttered, the term pretty pussy making you flutter around nothing yet again. He just knew praise would make your brain turn off.

He licked one long stripe up your pussy, gathering the slick there. The action already had both of your groaning, a form hand on your hip keeping you pressed into the mattress as he let his tongue toy and flick at your pulsing clit.

“Oh! Yes–!” Every flick, every suck, every slurp of his tongue had you gasping, eyes squeezing out the pleasurable tears. It was like nothing you’d ever felt but you just needed more, needed to relieve that knot that was already so tight in your belly as Draken ate your pussy like it was his last meal.

You were just so sweet, just like he knew you would be, your arousal gushing onto his chin each time he kissed your clit. He knew you were wet enough by now, but he still spat a glob of saliva over your hole before slipping a finger into you.

Your mouth hung open in a little “o” as he pumped his thick finger in and out, and he couldn’t help but bite his lip at just how hard you squeezed his single finger.

Couldn’t help but think how tight you’d be when he finally bullied his cock into you.

“You’re so tight baby… gunna use another finger.” As much as he hated pulling his lips away from your pussy, he just had to see what your face looked like when he slid a second finger into you, and it did not disappoint.

You bit your already swollen lip, whimpering and attempting to buck away had it not been for the grasp on your hip. “S’too much, too much Ken–!”

“It’s just my fingers princess, you can take it…’ He was trying too hard to hold back his smirk, cooing praise as his fingers stretched out your gummy walls, in search of that one spot he knew would…

The tip of his index finally grazed the little lump, your eyes shooting open and your back arching from the sudden jolt of pleasure.

“There it is…” Draken hummed, massaging into the spot, making your body tremble. “This is your sweet spot, angel, feels so good, doesn't it?”

You nod, words lost to you as drool dribbles freely from your open mouth. It made him grin, adrenaline pumping through him as your pussy milked his fingers just like it would milk his cock… just as soon as he had a taste.

“C’mon baby girl, come f’me, yea? It’s gonna feel so good.” Draken’s words are a promise as he locks his lips back onto your clit. He’s suckling the precious bud, all the while his fingers massage your g-spot. He knows you’re overwhelmed, can tell by the way you jolt and cry.

But he needs to taste you.

You gasp as heat washes over you, the knot in your stomach snapping apart slowly. It’s the subtle graze of Draken’s teeth against your clit that sets you over, a cry of his name with a mix of slur’s spilling from your lips as you gush on his fingers.

Draken groans, you sounded so much better than he imagined coming undone. His fingers were pulled free quickly just so his lips could latch onto your cunt, lewdly slurping up your arousal even as your hips tried to desperately wiggle away.

“Fuckkkkk….” Draken groans as he finally lifts his lips from your swollen lower lips, the sight of his eyes narrowed and his chin covered in your arousal making your face heat up, embarrassment making you bring your hands over your face.

He chuckles, hovering back over you to press wet kisses along your arms. “Why are you hiding from me baby? Did so good f’me, felt good didn’t it?” His free hand petting your pussy, smearing your arousal over your skin and only further making a mess of your inner thighs.

You look at him through your fingers, slowly pulling your hands away when you catch sight of his handsome smile. You nod at him, hips bucking into his palm despite the way your clit tingles. “Mhm… felt good Ken, really good.”

“Good. Wanna feel better?” He asks, sitting up on his hunches. He grips the back of his shirt, easily pulling his shirt up and over his head, and the sight of his abs as you mewling for more. Your hands finally leave the sheets just to touch him, trembling fingertips smoothing over his abs with glossy eyes. He was so… so pretty? You had always thought so, but never acted on it, of course…

When his thumb smooths over your lip to collect the drool that leaks there you snap from your trance, his devious smirk making you whine. “You’re so cute.” He murmured, the dumb little look in your gaze only making his cock twitch harder.

So cute and so dumb, Draken was truly the luckiest man on earth tonight.

His cock was painfully hard when he finally pulled himself free, leaking a generous amount of pre that he used to slick up his length. His smirk grew when he caught you staring again, eyes wide and biting down so hard on your lower lip.

He held a hand out for you, helping you sit up a bit. He took your hand and placed your much smaller one on his cock, and the sight alone made him groan low in his throat.

Your fingers just looked so small as they wrapped around his length, your thumb rubbing along one of his veins with so much curiosity. You squeezed him and he hissed, instantly making your hand go slack around him.

“Not so tight angel.”

“M’sorry Ken…” You licked your lips, figuring out how much pressure to apply as you worked your palm up and down his shaft. Each time you almost reached the top his thick mushroom head would flush an even brighter pink, his pre dribbling from his tip and onto your fingers. Draken watches with wide eyes as you brought your hand to your lips, licking away his arousal with a pretty little sound.

Fuck.

He took hold of your hips again, lifting them so he could slide one of his pillows under your lower back. This angle had your hips sticking up a bit, your legs perched over his calves as he sat between your thighs. “Lay back” He instructed, and you didn’t pause with his instruction, laying back into his pillows while keeping your eyes glued to his cock.

“It’s gonna sting.” He warned, knowing that sting was probably an understatement as he laid his cock over your cunt, biting his lip to see that his tip almost reached your belly button.

“M’ready.” and you were, you wanted to be, your curiosity was getting the better of you, feeling his length rub over your cunt to get more slicked up, each time his tip caught your clit made you more impatient, reaching for his free hand and squeezing it tightly.

Draken positioned himself at your opening, greedy little hole sucking in his tip with minimal effort. It’s when the girth hit that you finally gasped, your rings of muscles attempting to make way for Draken’s cock. He shushed you with gentle coos squeezing your hand back and pressing warm kisses along your tear-stained face.

“Relax for me, little love…” He murmured against your skin, two fingers rubbing away at your clit. Draken was so tense and he held himself back, every muscle in his body rippling as he bullied his cock into your warm gummy walls.

“I-I–” You were stammering, chest shaking as you sucked in a breath. He had to be almost all the way in, right? When you saw only half of his cock had been pushed in you cried out a little, head shaking.

“S’not, not gonna fit~!” You sobbed, eyes watery as your legs trembled around him. He pressed a kiss to your lips this time, his finger never ceasing the slow circles on your bud to help break you open for him.

“It’ll fit sweetheart, promise, and it’s gonna feel so good… need ya to relax, can ya do that.” He looked at you,, expectantly, and who were you to say no? Not that you wanted to, considering your pussy was still milking away at what fit. You nodded, giving his hand another squeeze as reassurance.

Draken sucked in a breath of his own, and with one good jerk of his hips, his cock bullied itself all the way in, knocking up against your cervix and making you cry out for him. His fingers pinched your clit, the squeeze of your walls making his eyes roll back.

“Fuck– Jesus Christ, that’s it baby, my fucking god, you feel so good.” His own grunts drowned out your whines, which his delight soon turned to little moans as he kept working at your clit, your pussy holding him snuggly and almost refusing to let up.

It was the subtle bulge on your tummy, the outline of his cock sitting between your plush walls that really made him snap. He started thrusting, hips creating a steady pace that had his balls tapping up against your ass with each thrust. Your lips hung open in a silent cry, each pull and push of his hips making your walls squeeze even tighter. You were already too dumbed out to realize that Draken had placed the pillows beneath you because each time he was flush against you his cock head sat snuggly against your sweet spot, making your vision blur with each thrust.

“Fuck, baby, fuck. Got such a tight cunt.” He growled out through clenched teeth, the ring of arousal that already formed at the base of his cock making his own mouth water. You squeezed him like a vice, somehow tightening up even more each time he praised you, each time his fingers flicked your clit. Draken usually held pride at the fact that he could last in bed, holding out for the sake of his lovers.

But you? He just had to fill you up quick, had to see the dumb little look in your eyes when he pumped you full of cum.

Hit thrusts started to shake your whole body, breasts bouncing each time his hips smacked into your ass. His lips captured yours in a sloppy kiss, his tongue easily overpowering yours as your teeth clashed and drool fell down your chin. Your nails found purchase on his shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped moons that had him groaning into your mouth.

“Milkin my cock like a good little girl, such a good girl.” He noticed your eyes rolling back, your body trembles ceasing only for a few moments as your high washes over you unexpectedly. Your vision went white when you came this time, the cry of his name making him hiss.

It was almost painful, the grip your pussy had on his cock as you gushed around him. The mess was beautiful, soaking your inner thighs and his pelvis, making a squelching sound each time he continued to pump into you.

“Fuckin came all over my cock?” he knew your answer but wanted to hear your sob out a pathetic little “yes” as he braces his arms on either side of your head. He knew better than this, knew that fucking into you this roughly, this sloppily could scare you off.

But your pussy was asking for it, leaving his cock drenched as he continued to knock up against your cervix, ground his hips so his dick massaged your g-spot. It didn’t take long for him to finish, his dick pulsing before spilling load after hot load into your walls.

You shivered at the feeling, body twitching and legs slowly loosening around him as his thrusts started to slow down. A bead of sweat fell from his brow and onto your face, making you whimper softly.

Draken was in a daze as he watched his cock slowly slip in and out of you. By the time he was all the way out, his length was covered in a shiny layer of arousal, milky and glistening. He sighed, a little flutter going off in his chest as your battered pussy clenched at nothing, pushing out a bead of his cum.

“K-Ken~” he knew he shouldn’t have pushed it back in with a finger, knew that was irresponsible and greedy of him, but the action was done before he could really think it over, his lips smoothing over yours to sooth your cries.

“M’right here babygirl. Did so good for me, m’so proud of you.” He rolled to his side, letting you cling and tremble against him as you came back down to earth. He had no problem petting your sweat-slicked hair, shushing you with little kisses. “You’re okay, such a good girl.”

If it meant you’d come back to him. And he was certain after this, you’d be crawling at his feet.

He didn’t bother leaving you, you were clinging onto him too tightly. So instead he just scooped you up, brought you to the bathroom. He was so gentle when he placed you on the toilet, and even though you were fussing about going in front of him, he was adamant about it as he washed his face.

“I can’t pee in front of you, Ken!”

“I’m not even paying attention, you need to try, it’s good for you, so you don’t get any infections.”

“What do you mean, an infection?!” He chuckled, of course, you knew nothing about that.

Once he had you calm again, face and legs clean from a washcloth he helped you slip into one of his old sweaters and a pair of boxers. You were basically sleepwalking back to his bed, mumbling something incoherent as you cuddled into his pillow.

“The bed’s all yours…” He spoke with a smirk, pressing a little kiss to your temple as he pulled the covers up to your shoulders. You were out in seconds, and Draken took your precious little snores as his cue to get up and stretch a bit, check his phone and grab water for you in case you woke up with a hangover.

It was 4 am, but what made his brows raise was the number of messages in the group chat. He clicked on it, ready for a good laugh. But instead, his stomach dropped.

Takemichi: Draken! Why is my sister at your place?!

Mitsuya: No fucking way…

Baji: Draken, you dog. 🐶

Chifuyu: How do you know she’s there?

Takemichi: I have her location! I was supposed to pick her up at some party but it says she is at Drakens !!

Takemichi: Draken I’ll beat your ass–

Baji: I’ll do it for ya buddy. 💪🏼

Mitsuya: ur done for dude

Mikey: dirty dirty kenchin ///:

Chifuyu: 💀💀

Kazutora: man strikes again 🫣

Pa-Chin: literally a sister fucker dawg

Mitsuya: ur never seeing my sisters again 🫡

Takemichi: they’re not fucking! DRAKEN YOU BETTER NOT BE FUCKING HER–

He was never gonna hear the end of it.

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aaaaa simon asking bimbo!reader out??? or like fluffy hcs abt the two n their dynamic 🥹🥹

omg simon asking reader out is making me explode. sorry for the last responce btw lol, I had somethings going down :33 and im tired too lmao

warning: just some guy harrasing tf out of you and just being a dickhead, spelling mistakes

It was simple idea to him. Just walk right up to you and ask you out to dinner or a drink. Maybe even gas you up a bit. Tell you how pretty you are (which you know already) or that your outfit is cute.

But his body was betraying his mind. Amerging from the locker room, he sees little ole you. Or just your hair. All pretty and ready to work out he assumed. Shame he was getting ready to leave.

But a small and weak plea rings and travels through his ear. It was you, your sweet and addictive voice.

"Hey doll, just give me your number! I can give you a good time!" A man, proabarly in his mid life talking you up. Simon creeps behind the corner, eyebrows furrowed and in anger. Only if he could snap his neck right off. He can but what will you think? Think of him as amurdering machine like everyone else?

"The only you're having is in the geriatric ward, fuck off creep." you whined trying to squirm away from his hand. He could just stand by and watch you get treated this way. No. No way.

Simon's hulky foot steps march down the hallways. His grumbled catching the both of yours attention. "Leave the girl alone, she doesn't want you. Get a move on mate." He said, husjky and enrich of a natural Manchester accent.

"Hey leave us alone. I don't need your help buddy." The man bravely snapped back, his smirk wide as he turned back to you. Before Simon could catch life in prison for fucking this guy up, your legs swung at the stranger.

"FUCK!" He hollered. You pulled out your pepper spary and started to bend over him and spary it directly in his eyes. "Yeah fucker you don't like that you old saggy ass bitch!" You cursed. All the while Simon stood there, a bystander you could say.

As the man groaned and cried, you smiled at Simon. "Thank you mister!" Oh the way you said mister too-

"I-I uhm. You're welcome." He mumbled, all his confidence all of a sudden drained. You hand shot at his bicep, squishing and rubbing them. "You must come here often! You're rip mister! No doubt you would have wreck this guy."

Simon wanted to ask so badly, but yet again his body betrayed his mind once more.Why now? You were just too pretty for him. Not even worthy of being by your side even if it was only for a while. But yet-

"Mister, your eyes are very pretty. They remind me of my favorite chocolate bar. Like the wrapper."

Wait huh-

"I wanna take you out on a date with you! As a thank you! I'd go out with you than this wrinkled date here."

Simon just nodded his hand as he let you grabbed squish all over you. Finally his body was in sync with his mind.

[volumptouscherry]

Hey you found me! The big bimbo b!tch😊

Welcome to my blog or how I like to call it “my hells glory hole”. Everyone seems too serious in the real world even though behind the surface we are one heck of a freak wanting to explore some k!nk(s) and fantasies. I have a bunch of wild kinky stuff I fantasize about;

Titty fuck - that feeling of a rock hard cock going through my cleavages 🤤

Mommy kink / domme mommy - i love me a good baby boy! Be my play toy Rest on my nape while I tell you what to do.

Ass play - men with a bit of a fat well rounded ass are just sexy I get turned on playing with that ass eating it so good and pegging it with my strap dildo! 😋

Spit, chocking and impact play - Sex should be nasty and nasty is fun.

My Limits are needles, use of excessive narcotics, name calling.

So here are my favorite Kinks I have experienced a few and would like to explore them more! Do you share any kinks of mine? tell me what ya think in the comment . Let’s break hell loose on our wild mind.

[plaindangan]

October Update + New Event!

Update Below

(Your Hostess pops into view!~)

Puhuhuhuhuhu!!! Hello my precious little participants!! Welcome to the 1st Annual Jabberwock Island Survival Game!!! Hosted by none other than your favorite bear/humanoid robot thing - Monokuma-Chan!~

…Eh?!!! What do you mean I’m in the least popular requested?!!! ;_; Ugh, this wounds me more than learning my cherished manga had to wrap everything up in less than five chapters!!

Hm?? What’s that you say? To you, beyond the 4th wall, you never heard of it before in your life? Aren’t you supposed to be a part of the info savvy generation?!!!! How un-bear-able!!!!

But, I’d be a bad Headmistress if I didn’t educate my precious audience, so I’ll give you the scoop on this sensual situation:

As the name suggests, it’s up to every player here to survive on Jabberwock Island up until November 1st! Seems easy enough, yeah? Weeeeeell, it won’t be!! Because thanks to a certain genius bimbo we got some actual stakes here!!!

See, Jabberwock Island is INFESTED with ghouls!!!!!!

(...Or zombies if you prefer, blegh)

Naming conventions aside, these will be your main foes they must outwit and outrun, for they have quite the taste for flesh~ Now, should also note, they don’t really want to eat your brains or skin off…but, they are into another sort of ‘flesh tasting’~

Yeah, since this is Miu, she pretty much created absolute sex ghouls that look hawt as Hell (gotta emphasis no rot, just gray skin, white eyes, with curvy-ass to hunky bodies here) and want nothing more than to fuck the players sideways!! Though, there is a catch to this. See, it wouldn’t be a good undead apocalypse if there wasn’t a way for the ghouls to increase their numbers, right?~

Basically any player who winds up being fucked silly by these guys will become a ghoul themselves, becoming a member of the horny horde~ Completely unable to think of anything but fucking the next person they see!!! Puhuhuhuhhuhu!!!

Also, don’t worry your little heads about whether or not your faves will be like that forever if caught or even if we snatched them against their wills. We’ve made sure that not only is everyone aware they’ll be fixed up in a jiffy afterwards, but all have signed on…….mostly since the thought of being chased, trying to avoid falling into temptation and being fucking railed by a hot ass monster does hold an immense appeal to these freaky lot~

Here’s how it’ll go for First Round:

Available Islands for the players will be:

Central Island, First Island and Second Island!! 

Because there’s no fun if all the islands were available right off the bat!!! It’s all up to them to see if they can survive this first wave up until Oct 7th!! Puhuhuhu!! Wonder who's gonna get out during this time~

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Hello, welcome to the new event for the Halloween Season!!!! I was inspired to try my hand at it thanks to the great @ghostsbest and their own zombie survival game last year for their Fangan blog @sdranothersmut.

In this case, it’s pretty much all the muses of PlainDangan trying to rough it out. Following in Ghost’s set-up, they have 4 ‘chances’ to so to speak before a ghoul could get to them and turn them into apart of the horny dead~ If you’re also wondering

As the asker, you can decide how a muse eventually winds up in the situation they’re in, though whether or not that results in loss of ‘armor’ depends on the whims of the die (and, occasionally, if I just find it fitting. Mostly dice and I would tell you otherwise XD)

In this case:

Roll 1-2: Muse keeps the armor

Roll 3-4: Muse loses 1 armor

Roll 5-6: Muse loses 2 armor

Likewise, of if the muse has no armor than 3 and above is gonna be wraps for them~

Which brings us to the other aspect of this game…for now~

Muse Zombies! Muses Zombies are stronger than normal zombies, dealing 2 armor loss on a 3-4 roll, and 3 armor loss on a 5-6 roll. At least, in terms of encounters they are neutral against.

Depending on who gets turned, they might do better or worse against certain Muses than others. For example, a Ghoul Akane, might do really well against a weaker muse…but someone of the same strength as her or greater could be able to repel her better.

In this case, for types I feel would have the advantage, they need to hit a 1-2 to escape, as 3-4 now becomes 3 armor loss and 5-6 is 4 straight. Which, depending on how a muse is currently with their armor, could mean another one joins the horde~ This system also works vice-versa, with the defending muse being in a better position as the encounter would become just a regular zombie encounter.

Can have asks with up to 4 muses in them. When that happens, who loses out and who gains will be determined by a bit of randomization as well, in addition to taking in what the scenario wants.

Finally, use Survival Jabberwock (SJ) for

Anyways, for now, that’s pretty much the gift of things! Hope you enjoy this event and send the asks in to see who might survive it all! You can still send in regular asks too as well! Though am super leaning on Halloween or monster based asks too!!!

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Oh, also Tribe Nine girls can now be asked, with Kuronaka and Haru as their guys' representatives for now! Finished their anime and got to know more about its closed beta so felt it was right have them join the Tookyoverse

Mainline: Komaru, Hiyoko, Akane, Sakura, Kyoko, Kanon, Peko, Ruruka, Miaya, Maki, Tenko, Himiko, Older WOH

Fangan: Hu Jing, J, Rose, Eva, Wenona, Eloise, Emma, Iroha, Kanade, Akane Taira, Mikako, Rei

Tookyo: Fubuki, Guillame, Melami, Iruka, Nun, Enyne, Ryo, Swindler, Pupil, Enoki, Minami, Tsuki, Saori, Yui Kamiki

Special: Juniper Shields (Successor Beta), Reiko Kamitsuki, DR0/Student Council Asks, Killer Killer girls asks,, Yori Fuchisaki, Kotone Naegi, Sato, Miyadera

Genderbend: Kyosuke, Juzo, Makoto, Komaru, Byakuya, Kokichi, Rantaro, Mahiru, Mikan, Kazuichi, Leon, Kiyo

[blkkizzat]

Okayyy so we had otaku gojo, nerd geto, how about a virgin nanami fic x bimbo reader. You two are enemies ever since you interned at the same time. He can't stand the fact that he has to work with someone who exhibits none of the workplace qualities he prides himself on- ur always late and wearing those too short skirts with too tight shirts, absolutely no concept of personal space, and he swears he's seen you come out the bathroom the same time as some of the other male workers, especially that pesky gojo. What he hates the most? You do damn good work, almost better than his. AND THEN THEY FUCK SOMEHOW hdjsks i have so many ideas on how it can go about, stuck in an elevator, having to share a hotel room at a conference, idk idk i just know reader finds out he's a virgin and sinks her claws in hehe. OMG maybe she finds out somehow in private and she makes fun of him by humiliating him infront of everyone (plug!choso war flashbacks) and he snaps and brat tames her 🥵 IDK JUST VIRGIN NANAMI SUPREMACY

Also can i be an anon pleaseeeee (not me going from never interacting because i was afraid to be hated or bother you, to sending an ask now because the topic of virgins came up :3)

Can i be 🍒 anon? (Bc i wanna pop some cherriesssss 😈)

Omg yas! welcome 🍒 nonny! I'm so happy you decided to interact!

I absolutely love that idea of virgin!nanami. I wanted to do one with him but didn't really know what to do as the virgin/nerd!reader x satosugu story kinda took some elements from my orginal nanami idea.

but them being coworkers is absolutely rich with those dynamics you listed! ahhhh im obsessed with it. [sidenote: just wrote down like four paragraphs of notes/dialogue cause the ideas kept coming, omfg bless your beautiful brain]

Will totally be sure to link back to this post and credit ya when I do post it (you getting me more excited for this now then virgin!toji lol)

tysm again pookies welcome!

p.s. i totally yelled out loud at "plug!choso war flashbacks" cause i didn't really realize until i got y'alls reactions hoe much i really put him through it LOL

[stevenbasic]

GITJ Post 313: The Tale of Queen Angie, p7

Her boobs are growing, and all her little friends? she seethed to herself as she marched down the sidewalk, headed to the shop she’d found online. She’s taller, she’s a fucking She-Hulk at the gym, she’s got some sort of weird-ass hypnotic perfume? she continued to rant, silently to herself, Fine. Two can play at that game.

Angie Wade was not accustomed to shopping in this part of town, the swankiest. But despite being a bit out of her element she held her head up high, strode confidently, some would say haughtily. She’d needed to make an appointment, in fact, to be let into this place she was headed to - ‘Merz Parfumerie’ - which was annoying but whatever. She’d be on time; she’d skipped out of the office an hour early to make sure.

She could feel her boobs jiggling in her too-small bra under her thin, faux-cashmere sweater as she walked. All the extra calories, along with the fenugreek, were starting to do some good, and maybe while she was downtown she’d look into a lingerie store. She’d finally gone up a cup size or two, she figured. Those fifteen pounds had to go somewhere besides my thighs. It was chilly, this early November afternoon, and her nipples were sensitive.

It annoyed her that she even had to be doing this. She’d tried to use AJ, her ex- and apparently some construction-monkey crew leader working on the office expansion, to get her what she wanted. She knew that there’d been adjustments made to the air circulation system in the building, that there was some sort of aromatherapy shit going on, something based on Melissa’s perfume. She knew it had something to do with how the other girls were growing, how spellbound the stupid doctor was by Melissa and her fucking jigglebunnies. Why was it not having any effect on her?!? Why couldn’t she tell him what to do and boss him around like everyone else was doing?!? It was fucking frustrating but she wasn’t about to sit back and just watch, let all these other girls become whatever they were becoming, especially after the elections let the whole fucking world know that there’d be new bosses in town pretty soon - all of them in smart skirts and high heels. She should be the one running that place, not that overgrown bimbo. So, she’d asked AJ to get some of the pure stuff, whatever it was that they were infusing the air filters in the office with, some weird super-strong chemical that smelled like Melissa’s perfume (so fucking weird, right?)…but he proved to be useless. He can’t even do that for me. 

Finally at her destination - she’d had to park a few blocks away, where parking was cheaper - she looked in through the dusky storefront windows of this high-end perfume shop. She squinted, trying to see inside, what she’d be dealing with, but couldn’t make much out. She rang the stupid doorbell and waited. 

A moment later a man answered the door - she was hoping for that. Angie tended to have better luck getting her way with guys than women. But by the way this guy wore that scarf around his neck she wasn’t too sure her normal methods of persuasion were going to be of much help here. Fine, money talks too. The company credit card that she’d been using over these past few weeks, and then surreptitiously hiding transactions for, was in her purse. Working in accounting was helpful. 

“You must be our four o’clock customer. Welcome to Merz Parfumerie,” the thin man with the squirrely little moustache said as he stepped aside, ushered Angie into the dark little shop. He looked her up and down, took note of her cheap shoes and heavy behind as she glanced around, perused, browsing the shelves of exotic perfumes collected from around the world. “Is there anything in particular I can interest you in?”

Angie turned towards him; he’d found his way behind the glass sales counter. She stepped up to him and placed her purse on it. “Yes, thanks. I’ve heard that you can make custom perfumes, is that right?”

“Yes, yes we can,” the man smiled, “a personalized fragrance can be tailored just for you. We have a perfumologist from Grasse, perfume capital of France, who can craft whatever scent you’d like, for any occasion. It’s a wonderful idea. Would it be for you, or is this a gift?”

Perfumologist? Angie scoffed, silently, That’s a thing? “It would be for me, for sure,” she answered, “and I have a particular thing I want...”

At that, Angie unsnapped her purse and - pulling out some gum wrappers and her lipstick, putting a tampon on the counter - removed the three N-95 masks she’d squirreled away, snagged from the exam room earlier this morning. Damn, her whole purse was going to smell like Melissa, now. 

The sales guy watched with cocked brow as she presented the masks to him, placed them on the countertop. His trained nose immediately picked up the scent of them. It was strong. 

“These masks have been, like, soaked in some chemical, some perfume,” Angie began, “I want you to try to duplicate it, but make it…more like me. I want it even more intense.”

As Angie talked the man, with delicate, tentative fingers, lifted one mask from the three and passed it in an arc below his nose. It was not like anything he’d ever smelled before. Feminine, organic, beautiful in its own way. But it wasn’t a perfume, that he could tell. 

“I want to wear it,” Angie continued, “I want to smell powerful. I want people to smell my strength, I want them to gag on it.” She watched the man take another breath of the alluring scent from the surgical mask, considering. “Can you do that for me?”

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[floweringsweetheart2]

📧 | [ I envy and am jealous of fakeboys ]

Wednessday, (20/nov/2024)

➣ Welcome paragraph🎀

Hello my fellow incubators in training, sluts/slaves, desperate bimbos and dear followers! Here it is another post of mine discussing about.... guess what? FAKEBOYS.

For your information, I am not actually a TERF!! Nor I condone actual transphobia, even though my vent is kind of way too genuine to the acceptable standarts of today, and I'm really wondering if my blog or post is gonna get taken down for hate speech because many of you might not understand what I'm acyually tryna say😭

Some implicit intonations of my text are clearly related to the kink (even though im kinda too masculine to be seen by others as a cisgender girl unfortunately) but others are genuine vent. Since I want to still let some mystery behind some of my intentions, I won't clarify ALL of my statements. Why? Because it's midnight and I'm lazy asf, even tho I only played for the past couple hours roblox lmao)

If you're not fine with my vent for a list of reasons (e.g.), please, I kindly invite to consider arguing with the wall. My blog wasn't made for everyone to enjoy its content (even though my main objective here besides mindlessly posting stuff I feel like is entertaining my "followers". The block button is just a few couple clicks away so, why bother in the comment section when you can pretend you've never seen my vent before?

➣ Why so many warnings? 🎀

Because this topic (dysphoria in general) is something that hugely impacts on my life, especially since I had been forced to submit to the overwhelming psychological burden and "debt" that is integrating to womanhood (even though I didn't even had completed two digits before I had been introduced).

The instability that is being an unnatractive woman in womanhood, especially when put in it against my will had generated a really profound trauma inside my head which I avoid talking to, but since this blog is kind of a vent account when I post "seriously" (cos no one can take me seriously actually) , I will talk abouy it to you guys :)

➣ Struggling at the most basics🎀

I am NOT a fakeboy. Because, if I were financially and aesthetically allowed, my expression of gender will be higly feminine, since I am afab and had been identifying with my designated gender at birth :/

But, as I mentioned before, just as socially expected, I am unnatractive. I can't show no pics of me but I'm ugly as hell, but like, I had never felt comfortable in my own skin and it IS about naturally manifesting your gender spectrum.

Cuz like, first of all... You all guys know that I'm straight but I simply LOVE TITS!!!! Maybe because I was raised in a male-dominated humor culture (not men humor, plsase!) And, for most of my womanhood life (idk, almost a decade??? idk) I have been considered a quite busty girl for soemone my age. I am actually a 38E cup but they look like something in between C cups and B cups... Weird...

So, when I see all the girls having some rapid breaat growth (obtaining in a couple of months what I slowly achieved in 3 years or so) makes me genuinely so fucking mad... I must be the curviest girl in any room!!! How can this happen!??!?!?

And it it of common sense that FtMs use binders so their sillouette doesn't look too feminine, but something that infuriates me (not just a tiny bit... like, A LOT) is that they ALWAYS have the sluttiest and tiniest waists to touch... Always the biggest udders to grope in family gatherings... The juiciest thighs to lick, the curviest hips to birth and bear, THE SHORTEST HEIGHTSSSSSS!!!!! THE TINIEST NOSED AND HANDSSS

Like, I understand that gender doesn't work that way but... Isn't it so unfair that we, cis girls who struggle to make ourselves more feminine then there's someone who milks money out of their sketchy tumblr blog for literally trying to get rid of those udders... Like, uhm, at least give us some???? wtf bro

I am genuinely almost bawling my eyes out after this vent post because... idk man IT'S SO UNFAIR, SO UNFAIR URAGHGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! What have I done to be born in this miserable body? I literally look like an ogre :(

[fishys-still-writing-smut]

It’s time for kaede (yes I like to reuse the same chars) to finnaly do what Was needed to do~! She will now compare Once and for all the two biggest femboys in the class! To see who’s the ultimate "ultra feminine hottie daddy!" Shuichi and kokichi, The meak and so cute he can create explosive nosebleeds from being adorably shy emo VS the nastiest prankiest and way too feisty, chaotic and energetic for everyone’s gremlin! Their butt size, their cocks, their kissing prowless, their cum shots (on Kaede’s face and boobs of course) their cuteness, their body, how much they can mindbreak, it will all be compared up until a victor is crowned~!

Warning: lewd content below

“Hello there! I am Kaede Akamatsu, and welcome to the first annual femboy games! The only competition that truly matters in the modern day. Which femboy will cum out on top? Let's find out!”

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Round 1: Ass Size

“Kokichi leads strongly in the first round. His ass is not only bigger than most bimbos I know, but firm enough where you can really feel the fuckmeat between my fingers! This ass can take a good spank to twelve, and a very solid round overall.”

“But in the end, there's just no way to outperform Shuichi. Not only is his ass bigger, but it's much more bouncy too, making that phat butt jiggle with each thrust. You just can't beat the soft feeling of fucking those perfectly round cheeks. Point to Shuichi!

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Round 2: Dick Size

“This one was a real nail biter, folks. Their shafts were both bigger than average while still soft, and the size only grew exponentially as they started to get hard. I felt almost bad for the girls not able to get fucked by those massive godly co- I m-mean I feel bad for other guys who don't have there size! Haha.”

“Anyways, it was a close race, but using my body as a rule, we could see that if inserted Kokichi's cock would be further inside of me than Shuichi’s. Point to Kokichi!

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Round 3: Kissing

“Kokichi, as always, started off aggressive and strong. I could barely even process I was being kissed before his tongue was already down my throat. I melted like butter. It was just a kiss but even that managed to soak my panties! What a bitch breaking stud!”

“However, what ended up deciding the match was Shuichi's versatility. Sure, his aggressiveness wasn't as intense as Kokichi, but it’s still certainly nothing to sneeze at. Combined with his ability to allow me to be dominant and explore his mouth in a way I just couldn't with Kokichi, Shuichi wins a decisive win. Point to Da- I mean Shuichi!”

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Round 4: Cum shots

“This round was a lot more fun than I thought! While on my knees, I noticed Kokichi's huge dick size doing him a massive favor, as I felt even hornier waiting for his load while he was towering over me. And man that femboy can cum! I've never gotten a facial so thick and messy before! Shuichi's cum tasted much better but, if I'm looking for a load that I need to beg you to not send to my friends, Kokichi can produce much better money shots. Point to…uhm…what was the name of big dick again?

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Round 5: Cuteness

“As if you expect anyone to win besides him! I don’t even need to say it. Shy personality and soft facial features, plus that adorable expression? No contest, Daddy wins!”

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Round 6: Body

“Fuck…how could you make me pick? N-not fair. Have you seen them? Those eyes, those bodies, those cocks. F-fuck. Uhm, i-if I pick Master then it’s a tie score right? Then they have to go again right? Master wins!

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Round 7: Mindbreak

“Sorry, but I don’t really think anyone wins this category. These boys are too cute to break anything! Especially me. So I suppose it’s a tie this year.” As Kaede said as she removed her (soaked) panties to mount Shuichi’s hard cock. As she did so, Kokichi approached her from behind to give her plump ass a hard spank. She moaned as it jiggled, giving permission for Kokichi to spread her cheeks. After a few cheeky fingers teased her hole, Kokichi finally decided to reward her with the dp of a lifetime.

“Oh, wait you’re actually still here? Well can you fuck off? They need to train for next year.”

[brunette-crisis]

Respectfully.

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Last year when the band Breaking Benjamin was touring I went to a show alone. All I could think about was how fun it would be to hunt another person who came to the show alone. She thinks she so independent, so strong, that she could handle a man attacking her. I would stalk her, find my moment, overpower her, r*pe her in my car. Leaving her dripping with my seed and then saying “you’re welcome” as I drive away.

Ironically, ONLY those people would deserve me to fuck them in such a way. ONLY they would appreciate it in their quiet moments. They need to be r*ped by a stranger SO bad and I just want to do it and also make sure they know I’m doing FOR you. thing they can never admit to their friends and family because they would call you crazy. Let me be your Shadow. Give into the pleasure I offer.

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What really happened was some dick in the crowd kept shoving everyone and I got shoved into this like…picture the nuclear family but with two daughters. I was like WHY are we are a this rock show guys. Then I realized the dad was listening for “divorced dad but not really divorced energy”. ANYWAY.

I get shoved into his two pretty blonde daughters. I’m talking like 10/10 bleach blonde LA bimbos that are probs gonna blow the singer after the show. Groupie energy, in a good way. And I was like “sir I’m SO sorry” because I literally was rubbing against his innocent pretty daughters. I kept moving my hands to try and get away for touching them and blaming it on the other guy. He was like “no worries son fuck that guy” and I nodded at him, nodded down to his daughters and gave that “I’m a man I’ll protect your daughters” look men give each other sometimes.

Because how do you say “so sorry sir I want to r*pe your pretty daughters cunts in front of you and breed them until they call me daddy and beg for me seed to fill all there virgin holes.

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Always respectfully and with fully informed consent.

[jardaddy-a]

JARDINAE FOLLOWING LOVE LETTERS FOR NEW YEAR ! This post is dedicated to my beloved mutuals , consider this as a belated Christmas present , New Years Greeting &&. a thank you . This will be under a read more because of chibi-esque art &&. long messages for people , miss Reine Surrealis talks a lot , ok ? ok ! To my newer mutuals , hopefully we can interact more next year , thank you so much for supporting this original existencial mess !

Thank you all for supporting and writing with my OC Universe / World . I wish everyone a Happy New Year and a better 2023 !

@serpentsexile / @bellusnymphine - Angel Dior Demiurge my belovedest ! Bestie , I can't believe that we've been friends for 4 ? 5 ? years ! Tumblr is where the three of us met those many years ago and we've seen each other's lore and characters . It feels like yesterday when Envy was brunette, to blonde to sable-haired , to the white haired destruction daddy we know and love today WWWW , you also watched Jardin / Natura / Existencia develop over the years and we hit each other with our angst . You're my literature buddy , YOU KNOW WHAT I LIKE . WE'RE TIRED OF ROMANCE WE WANT DARK FANTASY AND MURDER /JJJ , we always plot unhinged threads and exploration and i really love studying in-depth characterization with you . You also influenced me in many ways in writing and in spiritual world-wise . i'm super blessed to have met you and welcomed you into my life . I deem you and Rose as my platonic soulmates / siblings . We better make that cottagecore dream happen / SRS . Anyways , I know life is terrible but just know that I'm always here for you and when you need me , I'LL NEVER JUDAS YOU BBGIRL, WE RIDE AND DIE AND GET HATED BY GROWN MEN / CHRONICALLY ONLINE TWITTER KIDS FOR BREATHING . Anyways , Invidia / Envy is best destruction God and Hydrangea is best bimbo princess , my reprisal OTP . I'm still flabberghasted over how long its been , i still remember our first interaction being two of our lead characters : Invidia and Marigold , how far these two have gone . I am excited for your creations and what you will make in the future . I want my signed limited edition copy of Reprisal once its out , ok ? Anyways , I love you bestie , Happy New Year .

@lexpape / @laxmaisonxdieu - ROSE MY BBGIRL MY BASIL , pleASE COME ONLINE MORE / J . You're always busy and you always get fucked over by Alistair literally . I love spending random times with you when you stay online and rambling about random shit and we literally kinassigned ourselves as Sunny and Basil , You gon help me hide dead bodies fr <3 BYEEEE . Either that or the three of us just laugh at cringy shit together , it's our favorite pasttime <3 . It's endearing how bullyable you and your characters are <3 /JJJJ . But you're so funny and for what , but I admire how sweet and hardworking you are . Invite me to your wedding , bestie . Whose ? We'll find out ! LMAO . You inspire me a lot and I miss your presence and your furries , bc of you i'll force myself to tolerate furries :(((( , come back to us girliepoppp BYEEEE . Let you know that I'm always here for you and I miss your ocs and characters , when are you gonna update your lore , Angel and I are always waiting for food . One day when we finally crash at the same place , cook for us , ok ? I always wanted to try your cooking . I was supposed to draw Alistair too but fuck him , this isn't about him . I love you bestie , Happy New Year !

@sangdelune / @theircurse - STELLA !!!! ILY STELLA !!! I still remember several months ago I came across your promo and said ' oh worm , someone who write children very well ! ' and hit that follow button so hard . BUT STELLAAAA we've known each other for some months and we only really started to dm a lot when we finally exchanged discords , but our convos have been so fun and ofc bc canon is so terrible to Misha and Yumeno , I have decided that Jardin / Natura canonically adopts both of them &lt;;3 I care for you a lot and Alice and you two have been the sweetest and funniest companions ever . I hope to write with you more next year bc we did promise these two will interact with everyone in Jardin LMAO . But I super love your interpretations of these two kids , they feel like your characters now and I'm excited for your upcoming oc multi . ONE OF US ONE OF US !!! Anyways ILY and Happy New Year !

@embxllmer / @kunsttgalleriie - ALICE ALICE ALICE ILYSMMM !!!! We've been friends for months now , My fellow IDV Player and Joscarl Enjoyer . We both share the love for Joseph and Aesop and getting annoyed with toxic players <3 . Thank you so much for listening to my long ass Existencia Lore and I love your Historia Gallery lore so much and your characters , I cradle them in my hands . Tysm for keeping me company even on times you're super busy with work and school . We talk about Joscarl / Naibemma IDV in general , we ramble , rant , and share lore . I feel super connected with you and I feel super blessed I managed to meet and Stella this year , you two have been like gifts on my tumblr return . Thank you so much for being my friend and I want to spend more years of friendship with the two of you !!! Wait for me guys , i'll be kicking in Germany one day bc of the health care !!!

@imarahuyo - SOPHIEEE , you're one of my biggest insps and fellow peenoise . I admire you so much when I see you on dash , and i cackle during our discord chats . your writing is so artistically poetic and i love your interpretations of canons esp miss sen , i love miss sen sm , i hope the gacha gods finally have mercy on you and you get her in your next 20 pulls ! your writing & metas are so beautifully articulate so i can't wait to see you more on my dash . ( your commission is still halfway done so take this offering for now while you wait <3 ) . i hope to write with you more next year !

@crxstallium - SERIN ! ! ! Another big inspiration of mine , I love miss Crystal so much you have no idea . I love the silly moments we have on discord , and Crys really kicked in the gates of Jardin and bothered this supernatural found family and became Mimosa's sugar baby/JJJJJ . One of the best female ocs ever , I love your writing style your prose is so well-thought out and constructed that it takes me an hour to reply to your threads because of the :sparkles: QUALITY :sparkles: I hope to interact with you more & your other ocs and canons next year &lt;;3

@vibraea - CLEFGA ! Gemiya is another favorite female oc of mine , I love how you made her so flexible in any verse and scenario and she's always a delight to see in my dash and I love that she's just welcomed by Jardin and meshes well with a lot of my characters . I love all of our threads and I'm excited to write more with you in the future .

@terraeferae - KENNIE MY LOVES !!! Like Angel and Rose we've been mutuals for a long time now BYEEEE . I am loving the new and improved Wildlands ( pls post more metas on your blog i'm especially waiting for those ) , I drew Maiko beloved ( I owe her i recall when I got sick I'm so sorry it took so long <3 I'll draw better fanart one day . ) Hope to write with you more soon !!!

@fxtelism - We've been mutuals for a long while , you're a comfort to see on dash ! ( i dont think you remember me from my very old blogs , and i hope you don't ! LMAO we erase that cursed memory . ) I appreciate Alice's friendship with Venus sm , I hope to write with you more soon and have more of our ocs interact !

@aesthetiquement - Hi bes , you think you've seen the last of me ? Hello my labs and fellow peenoise too HAHAHA Thanks for being my textmate minsan bes . I love Meisha sm and our rambles and shitposts on dms , hope to interact with you more next year ! Bless Miss Meisha for tolerating the slowburn Knight DnD addict and my theiving British Dressmaker .

ADDITIONAL MESSAGE : @dcmure , @khaloymes , @phantasmaw , @londonfallen , @wonderloste , @spiritwhispers , @nulltune , @purewhiteprophet / @acandlelitdeath , @aceparagon , @sheyearns , @sapphiresands , @gainsflora , @earthssprout + everyone of my mutuals !!!

If you're reading this , I just want to let you know that you're one of my biggest writing inspirations and your presence on dash makes me incredibly happy ! I hope when the days get hard and you doubt yourself . Please be reminded that there are people who support you and your work and that your presence will always make a single person happy ! Keep doing what you enjoy doing ! I hope I have the pleasure to see you more next year and we get more interactions . I wish you all a happy new year and I hope 2023 is kinder to all of us !!!

[always-andromeda]

teehee hiii hello! :D im very new to the danonation community, despite being an admirer of mr paul for almost a year now,,, there's so many amazing people and content they make but, it's really overwhelming and a bit scary to explore on my own! you're one of the few people i instantly felt safe to approach so, would you be so kind as to direct me a little bit? which danonation blogs are active right now, or maybe even personal friends of yours, just to start my journey in this community? i really really wanna participate, but since i don't have a single creative bone in me and can't contribute in art or writing, the least i can do is give love to all of you lovely people!! 🥰 thank you for your time 💛

p.s. if you don't mind, i might have more questions later!

p.s.s. your blog themes are always so adorable and so so aesthetically pleasing it's amazing 😭💞

Hey hi hello, my friend!! Thank you so much!! I’m gonna leave all of my account recommendations under the cut because wHOO I went a little bonkers! Other than that, you’re always welcome to shoot me an ask whether you have a question or you just wanna say hello! Super glad to have you here and I hope that you have fun getting to know everyone and everything!!

@lost-in-sokovia

I couldn’t get through a post about talking about creators in Danonation and/or my friends without mentioning Soph. Not only is she immensely talented, but her ability to shift between writing the sweetest moments and angst is basically unmatched. Shoutout to her for warming me up to the concept of having kids tbh bc wOW I did not see that one coming! She’s also one of my closest friends on here and I would heavily recommend giving her a follow and sending an ask; she’s absolutely precious to me and deserves all the love this community can possibly give her (but that’s just my opinion 🙄).

@quietsounds

Now, if we're talking about my friends, I have to drag my wonderful Storm into the conversation as well since we met through Danonation. Storm has a wiiiide range of interests and gifs a lot of different things bUT his gif sets are fucking phenomenal. He hasn't been super active on here lately but I would still recommend dropping him a follow because lmao I am hugely biased (because I love and adore him) and because he's one of the most creative people I know and his work deserves to be seen by as many eyeballs as possible and fully appreciated.

@riddlersbimbo

Okay, I should preface that Bowie is on a bit of a hiatus and they’re kind of running on a queue schedule. However. I still adore Bowie with all of my heart. I genuinely cannot explain it; all I know is that I was born to be Bowie's biggest fan. Aside from that, they are such a pillar in this community. The work they put into giffing every Paul movie?? And furthering the Chubby!Eddie agenda?? And the bimbo agenda?? Listen, on this account, we’re all Bowie stans (lmao, new mandate, friends; we’re all Bowie stans now).

@puzzlekinq

It’s only been for the last few months that I’ve been following Ethan bUT LEMME JUST SAY. I cannot fathom how my dash survived beforehand. You can be sure that Ethan will always have something either slightly unhinged, horny, or downright hilarious to post. They also write a bit as well and it’s some damn good writing if I do say so myself!! Also literally every time they post this plays in my head (but that piece of information is more for Ethan's benefit than anyone else's lol).

@riddlers-den

I feel like almost everyone in my little circle has read or at least heard of Max’s Edward fic, Disarm. And I can confirm, Disarm is fantastic. But I also adore basically everything else of hers that I’ve read. Max’s interpretation of characters (specifically Eddie and Calvin) just makes my writing brain so happy. She is also incredibly funny, a massively talented artist, and a very lovely person to talk to and I couldn’t imagine this little community without her.

@finniestoncrane

I should preface this recommendation by saying that Finnie doesn't post purely Dano content and is more in the realm of the DC fandom in general. I would also give her content warnings a once over beforehand since they might not be everyone's cup of tea! But I still wanted to include her here because, her work and her personality has always inspired me so heavily and...goodness, I love being able to call her one of my mutuals. Her sense of humor is top notch; like truly, whenever she posts her little pictures where she draws herself as a stick figure wrapped around one of the Rogues, I lose my absolute mind. Anyways, stan Finnie too, Finnie is the coolest.

@bloomdolly

If you are in the market for a cutesy, coquettish aesthetic and Paul content wrapped up in one super sweet and kind person? Look no further than Ushuaia! I swear, every time I interact with her it feels like I’ve been hit was this pastel ray of light complete with lace frills and ribbons. She’s the absolute sweetest and the bits of her creations that she’s put out reflect that entirely and I can’t wait to see what else she can think up!

@the-odd-devil

Goodness, it feels like Odd and I have been mutuals for literally forever because they’ve been there pretty much since the beginning of this account?? I always love getting a chance to interact with them and it’s been so cool seeing them start to develop their own ideas (and I swear, Odd, I will get to your dark academia college!Eddie fic as soon as I get a chance to actually sit down and read it). Also…their 70s Pornstar!Jimmy Tree headcanons…god if they ever post about them, I will actually lose my mind.

@starlightsearches

Fun fact: Star was among the first fic writers I read from when I first got into Danonation! They are a multi-fandom blog but again, I just had to include them because their writing is fucking intoxicating and I'm sorry but I'll never get over it.

@danoberry

So this serves as apology to Wren for being awful at keeping up with fics lately because ages ago I know I promised to read one of her Calvin fics and then I never did sO I AM SO SORRY. But this also serves as me taking the chance to gush over her work. Like y'all know I will fawn over anything Joby Taylor related and her Joby fic, i'm so sick...GIRL I'M SO SICK ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEE. Like truly...I lost my mind for part of a day when she followed me because hahahah I'm a nervy little guy and I am always so hesitant to make new mutuals (especially when they're this talented goodness gracious).

@jeusschrist2005

Okay, I will admit that I'm also a little newer to their work! But goodness gracious, just from the bits I've seen of both their Joby fic and their Eli stuff, I love what I've read so far and I really wanted to include them on this list as well!!

[wonderland-girl143-blog]

Nancy finds out about Steve and Eddie. In hopes of braking them up and getting Steve back she tells his parents. Which leads everyone to find out and help piece Steve back together with the help of music

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Chapter 1

Steve stands with his head in his hands at the counter of Family Video. He has about 2 hours before his shift is over and is bored out of his mind. Robin had the day off, so it was just him on this boring Tuesday. All he wanted was to go home, change and go see his boyfriend Eddie.

All he can picture is sitting curled up on the couch with Eddie watching some stupid horror movie he loves. Running his fingers through Eddie’s hair as he braids it and pass a joint or two between them.

The ringing of the bell above the door brings him out of his thoughts.

Looking up saying “welcome to Family-. Oh hey Nance!” Spotting Nancy coming through the door by herself. She’s wearing a flowery skirt and a white tank top.

“Hey Steve!” She greats brightly. She glances around the store to see if anyone was in. “Can I talk to you?”

Steve tilts his head with a confused expression. “Sure Nancy. What’s up?”

She steps up to the counter and leans against it. She has a shy expression on her face and is blushing hard. She starts rubbing a finger up and down Steve’s arm. “I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight. We could go back to your place and watch a movie or something.” She gives him a sultry smile.

Steve sees were this is going and cringes. Ever since Johnathan and her broke up a few months after the whole Vecna and upside down shit she’s been trying to get back with Steve. No one knows about Eddie and him yet. It’s still pretty new. They have only been dating since October and haven’t quite told everyone yet. Don’t get him wrong a few people knew like the kids and Robin, but that was only because they forgot the kids were coming over for movie night at Steve’s and walked into Eddie and him making out on the couch. Robin knew from the beginning because well she’s his platonic with a capital p soulmate and helped with his bisexual crisis a few months before Eddie and him got together.

Steve backs away from the counter crosses his arm and sighs why rubbing his face. “Look Nancy we’ve had this conversation before. I’m not interested. Your one of my friends and that’s it. I love you, but I’m not in love with you anymore.”

Frowning she stands up straight and crosses her arms. “Oh come onSteve. We both know that’s a lie. What about your dream of six little nuggets and me by your side why we travel across the country?”

“Nancy enough! I am seeing someone! I am not interested in getting back with you!” Steve says firmly.

“What! Who? I am so much better then whatever bimbo bitch you are dating.” Rolling her eyes

“No your not! I love him, so let it go!” Steve screams. Noticing the shocked expression on Nancy’s face and realizing what he just said. He hadn’t even told Eddie he loved him yet and now just blurted out to his ex-girlfriend and ratted himself out about his relationship.

“Him?” Nancy says.

Taking a deep breathe “yes him. I’m bi Nancy.”

“Oh my god. Who is it?”

“I’m not telling you that. It’s not my place to-“

The bell above the door goes off and the snap their heads to see who just came in.

“Hey Stevie baby-“ looking up Eddie realizes they aren’t alone like he thought. “Oh shit.”

Nancy’s jaw is hanging open and she looking in between Eddie and Steve who is pinching the bridge of his nose with his hand on his hip shaking his head. They all stand there quite for a minute.

Nancy snaps her mouth shut with a pissed of look on her face and turns to Steve. “Fucking Eddie? You have got to be fucking kidding me. I am so much better then that freak!”

“Shut your mouth Nancy! Before I shut it for you. You are not better then him. He never makes me feel like an idiot or makes my feeling feel invalid. He gives a shit about my interest and always makes sure I am enjoying myself on out dates. Makes sure I am ok and taken care. He’s never made me feel like a piece of shit who wasn’t good enough to be loved. So fuck off and get out and don’t come back until you pull your head out of your ass!” Steve yells at her.

Eddie is looking between the two concerned. Nancy stares down Steve, but huffs, turns on her heal and shoves pass Eddie. As she passes Eddie hears her whisper to herself “This isn’t over. He will be mine.”

Eddie shakes his head and looks back at Steve. “What the fuck was that about.” Walking up to the counter and reaching across to rub the crease out from Steve’s furrowed eyebrows.

Steve melts at his touch and nuzzles into his hand as it comes down to his cheek. “Just Nancy trying to get me to take her back again. I kinda accidentally let it slip I was seeing a a guy and she was demanding to know who when you came in and gave it away.”

Eddie smiles “Whoops. Oh well I am sure it’ll be fine. She wouldn’t saying anything to anyone even if she is mad right now.”

Steve sighs. “ I hope your right. She seemed pretty mad.” Steve shakes his head. “What did you come here for anyways?”

Eddie’s brightens up and bounces down the aisle. “That’s right I was coming to get us a movie for tonight and was going to ask what you wanted?”

“Anything you want baby. You know I don’t care.” Steve smiles and puts his head back in his hands as he leans on the counter. He listens to Eddie babble on. Shaking the bad feeling in his gut to pay attention to his boyfriend.

What he doesn’t realize is that Nancy really isn’t going to stop and it’s going to cost him a lot.

I will post chapter 2 if this is something that people want me to keep going with.

[cymorilcinnamonroll]

Swifties in Hell

Shannon was in presale for Eras Tour tickets, frantically clicking the mouse and refreshing the screen on Ticketmaster as Samael loomed like an omen in the background.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUUCK,” the redheaded biology student said, sweat a sheen on her freckled face as seats were claimed, and she was ten thousandth in line. “We’re never going to get Taylor Swift tickets for us and the guys, Samael!”

Samael peered down the long, bent and hooked length of his nose with eyes that burned like the red fires of Mordor. “Beelzebub will be so disappointed. His favorite music is whiny spoiled blondes complaining about their whorish Millennial dating debacles.”

“Oh, shush, Sam, you love ‘Shake It Off’ – holy shit, WE GOT THEM FOR US AND THE GUYS!!!”

“Woohoo. I want to die.”

She jumped, screaming, and tackled Sam. “We’re going to D.C.. to see TAYLOR SWIFT! I’m throwing a Swiftie party in the Hellopolis BASEMENT tomorrow, and you all HAVE TO COME.”

“Can I claim the fourth.”

She smothered him with kisses. “My dream!”

“I thought I was your dream, Shannon.”

“I mean, I love you, Sam, but Taylor Swift is like the female Messiah.”

He cradled Shannon in his arms, kissing his girlfriend. “You mean a white woman Shai Hulud, a sandworm infecting Zoomer and Millennial girl brains and making them spend their life savings on pink tacky vinyls and bimbo-branded merchandise.”

“Alexa, play ‘Shake It Off,’” Shannon said without skipping a beat.

The lyrics came on, and Samael could not stop his demon tail from thumping along in time.

Shannon grasped his black tail, then began to suck on its pointed heart-shaped end.

Samael moaned, bucking into her. “I am not fucking to Taylor Swift – oh fuck, take me here you scarlet harridan, on the floor like a rawdog bear.”

“As you say, Matty Healy.”

Shannon was dressed like a Tortured Poet, beret on, white paper-covered dress with fresh ink, a typewriter in the basement office, pale pink cupcakes with illuminated poetry icing she had baked, an ice cream cake with a picture of Matty Healy, and she had forced Samael to wear a red scarf.

“Welcome, everyone, to the Swifties in Hell party!” Shannon, eternally nineteen due to Samael forcing his heart in black alchemical larceny on her, proclaimed to the archdemons. The usually sere, black, bone covered, and gore spattered dank basement had been painted pink, with balloons, a Taylor Swift cutout, and pink mood lighting. She had sprayed Bath and Body Works vanilla bean perfume over the myrrh and rot.

Asmodeus was chagrined, a succubi hooker on his arms, her triple red tits blushed with bruisy kisses: “Um, Shannon, what is this exactly?”

Beelzebub was drinking a watermelon Whiteclaw Shannon had filled the cooler with, instead of their usual blood wine and hell beer. “Tasty. Girly shit. But tasty.”

Lucifer checked the cake, then helped himself to some. “I think Shannon’s forcing us to another concert. Samael, your outfit is gay.”

“I’m apparently John Mayer.”

Shannon was busy making candy bead friendship bracelets with Asmodeus’ naked hell prostitute, Batsheva. She ignored them.

“Omg, Bat. I love Cornelia Street to!”

“But girl,” Batsheva said. “The way Joe Alwyn did her dirty.”

It was not very easy fitting thirteen foot tall, clawed, multiple headed, insect and beast appendaged demons into Capital One Arena, but Shannon made do. They had floor tickets.

“She’s very peppy,” Lucifer observed as Taytay played guitar and danced in a sparkly uni and go go boots.

“I’d rather be at Falling in Reverse,” Samael sighed, smoking like a chimney, now dressed as Travis Kelce, Shannon in his lap, bouncing along.

“Oh shit, this is GOOD. Go Taytay!” Asmodeus hooted.

Beelzebub was swapping spit with a Swiftie twink.

Finally, ‘Shake It Off’ came on. Energy swelled in the mesmerized crowd, and Samael felt rhythmic, feral white girl energy enter his ancient, blackened bones.

“Oh god, I get it. I GET SWIFTIEMANIA. SHE IS THE FEMALE MESSIAH!” Sam cried, having a white girl revelation.

The demons cried and danced. Shannon rode Samael’s shoulders as they got up to totally G-rated debauchery, candy bracelets on, phone lights swaying, screaming and crying

In

Demonic Swiftie

Frenzy.

It was the best night, so far

Of Samael’s

Life.

[aliceinlatex]

💖💞💖💞 alice 💞💖💞💖

24 | they/he | nb

lesbian | freak | single

i interact from @cosmea

💖💞💖💞(f-list coming soon)💞💖💞💖

ur favourite latex puppydoll princess!

autistic switchy sub and real world virgin whore. i live for being locked away in tight pink latex and worshipping girls much better than me, all while being hypnotised into being an obedient puppydoll!!

i operate on a 'dom me before i dom u' ruleset. everyone has the right to dominate and corrupt me - unless u let it slip that ur as pathetic as me! then i'll hop on top n use u over n over.

dm me if ur in the uk area n r looking to steal my firsts <3

💖💞💖💞 kinks below cut 💞💖💞💖

yes:

bimbo / hucow / dollification & tf

latex / rubber & hardcore bdsm

degradation / humiliation

mind control / hypnosis

pet / bunny / puppyplay

maid / fairy / princessplay

free / public use & cnc

primalplay & monsterfucking

yes but im EXTREMELY picky:

transfem superiority

md/lg & mommysub & forced littling (butch dads are very welcome too)

intox & somno

yandere stuff

orientation play of the 'you were born to be a dyke plaything' variety

no:

snuff / guro

slaveplay

inanimate tf

dykebreaking & detrans

fav scenarios:

diapers & scat (watersports is fine)

being the pretty little princess-pet of a fairy court, where everyone gets to use me

alice wandering through a fucked up, perverted wonderland

arriving in a strange town hiding a secret lovecraftian cult that plans to offer me up to their tentacled god

getting forcibly turned into a lonely lady's free use maid-doll