#agelessness

[luchigeon]

based on @ruttama-art 's post, thank you for this au

[itti-the-mouse]

[sunderwight]

Shen Yuan strikes me as someone who doesn't know how to live very well.

I don't mean that he doesn't know how to have a good time or celebrate life. I mean he is always thinking about his death, evading death, or how he's going to die, and planning most of his life around it. He does this like it's a habit. He avoids thinking about his impact on others and he tends to see more meaning in the "good" ways that he could die (and threat in the "bad" ways he could die) than in what he has to offer by living.

But he doesn't want to die. He's not particularly suicidal. He has a healthy survival instinct, not just a reflex but in terms of the big picture as well. He doesn't fantasize about his death, or about ceasing to exist.

He just seems really accustomed to framing everything about his life around his mortality with a degree of immediacy and concern that most young people don't usually have unless they are suicidal.

Hence the "oh yeah he almost certainly had a terminal illness or something near to that in his first life" vibes.

[batfamhastwitter]

Part 13! Happy birthday to Jay and Alf!

Prev ~ Beginning ~ Next

[hadthatdreamagain]

i think she shouldve changed outfits each game it wouldve been cool

kinda redraw of these

[sleepingdeath-light]

shadow milk cookie smut hcs + fem s/o ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (11/05/24)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; shadow milk cookie

outline ; “Shadow Milk Cookie smut please woman reader (I’m 19)”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, switch!shadow milk cookie, dom/sub dynamics, orgasm denial/edging, various forms of pain play, various forms of role play, degradation, praise kink, humiliation, overstimulation, sadism and masochism, public sex acts, period play

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

first things first, but shadow milk cookie is a dominant-leaning switch that can go from being the most sadistic and perverted dom to the brattiest most masochistic sub you’ve ever met in the time it takes to flip a coin — he’s extremely versatile too and is just as happy to fuck you dumb as he is to spread his legs and let you fuck him to your heart’s content (bonus points if you use the biggest strap you can find to do it)

he’s also a massive, shameless, pervert when it comes to you and has absolutely zero qualms about feeling you up, sexually propositioning you, or just blatantly staring at your body even in front of others — of course he’ll tone it down if you ask him to (he does still care about you, after all), but otherwise just know that you will not know peace as long as you’re with him

he’s a sadist at heart and gets a thrill out of making you bleed and bruise and cry, but for as chaotic a person as he can be shadow milk cookie is always very careful and intentional about how he approaches more ‘dangerous’ kinks with you (even if you can’t tell how cautious he’s actually being in the moment) — when he’s cutting you up and carving all sorts of pretty patterns into your flesh he holds the knife at just the right angle and with just the right amount of force that he never cuts too deep or hits any veins, when he’s spanking your ass and pussy and thighs he’s careful to only use a small fraction of his strength (enough to startle and shock and leave a temporary mark, but not enough to actually hurt), when he manhandles you and throws you around he’s always good about setting you up to land in a safe way, when he chokes you out he only does it enough to leave you lightheaded and immediately pulls away when that’s done, and he’s constantly keeping an eye on your body language (reactions, expressions, etc.) so that he knows when to end a scene completely or transition into something softer/lighter even if you yourself haven’t realised you’ve reached your limit and need a break yet

shadow milk cookie is also a big fan of overstimulation, both of inflicting it on you and of receiving it from you, and he makes no attempts to hide his enjoyment from you — not muffling his eager giggles or trying to stop his hips from rolling up into you when you’ve pushed him through his fourth orgasm of the night and his head is starting to get delightfully fuzzy, not bothering to suppress his impish grin or to hide the eager flush of his cheeks as he makes you squirt for the second time in a row and he can feel your whole body trembling beneath him, and certainly not having any shame in the way he begs you for ‘just one more’ over and over again until you’re on the brink of passing out and he shifts his focus to helping you come down from your high

loves everything about denial and edging, especially if they happen to be followed by overstimulation, and he knows your body so well that he becomes frustratingly good at keeping you on the edge of release for however long it takes to get what he wants from you (even if that happens to take hours, he’ll still manage to keep you aching and desperate and so tantalisingly close to climax that it’s enough to bring you to tears) — and for his own part he loves when you use edging as a way to make him kneel and beg for you, loves having his pleasure dangled over his head until he drops the act and attitude and lets you do what you want to him (bonus points if you slap him around a bit when you’re edging him because he loves when you’re especially stern with him)

he is such a rebellious little brat whenever he’s in the mood to sub, making you earn his submission by putting him in his place even though you both know full well that he was the one that asked you to take control that day — he tests your patience, battles you for dominance, degrades and teases you with every breath, and generally does everything he possibly can to get a rise out of you until you finally snap, flip him onto his stomach and peg him so hard he forgets his own name for a bit

(which was exactly what he wanted)

shadow milk cookie also has a distinct masochistic side that he only really opens up about after you two have been together for a while, but once you’re aware of it it’s impossible not to notice all the signs that you’d once missed — like how biting and scratching him only made him moan louder and fuck you harder, how pulling his hair tightly always made his dick throb harder inside of you, how he always lets out those pitchy erotic sighs when you do something that draws blood or that will surely leave a mark — and it’s equally difficult to ignore the temptation to take advantage of this side of him and his profinity for magic to explore more elaborate and thorough punishments for him whenever he’s being a tease or a brat

he loves to be teased and degraded just as much as he loves to tease and degrade you in the bedroom, but there’s something particularly delicious about you degrading him and putting him back in his rightful place (beneath you) when he’s been a brat

(not to say he doesn’t love making you whine and whimper and beg for what you want from him, or that he doesn’t adore how wet you get when he calls you ‘needy’ or ‘slutty’ or ‘desperate’, it’s just that he needs to be in a very specific mood to enjoy that — being mean to pathetic mortals that don’t matter is one thing, but being mean to you requires a lot of control so that he doesn’t let himself take things too far and accidentally hurt you in the process)

for as mean and sadistic, and as teasing and masochistic, as he can be sometimes, shadow milk cookie does still enjoy being praised by you in the bedroom (especially when he’s been sent into subspace and especially if it’s paired with you riding his cock until he’s all dumb and cumming dry) — and, likewise, he can be pretty liberal with the praise he gives to you when he’s in the mood for it (e.g. calling you ‘good girl’ when you’re sitting all pretty on your knees with his dick in your mouth, or calling you ‘pretty’ when you’ve gone all slack-jawed and teary eyed from overstimulation, or whimpering out things ‘so good’ and ‘yes’ when you’re putting him in his place, etc.)

shadow milk cookie also happens to have a thing for public (and, consequently, semi-public) sex and has absolutely zero qualms about doing things to/with you where anyone and everyone can see you both — sure he could use his magic to cast an illusion over you both so you can take some risks without ever actually getting caught, but where’s the fun in that?

massive fan of role play and loves switching things up and taking on new roles/titles/etc. with you in the bedroom — being the embodiment of deceit, acting is something that comes pretty naturally to him and he takes to every new ‘identity’ so well that it’s almost difficult to discern where the act ends and your partner begins (especially when engaging in something like primal play or predator/prey or cnc or any other form of ‘risky’ role play with him because he gets super into it and can get quite frightening if he doesn’t keep himself in check)

when he’s in the right mood for it, and when you explicitly ask him to do so, he is comfortable going far enough to verbally and physically humiliate you during foreplay and sex — though this is usually reserved for role play scenarios that involve more distinct dom/sub dynamics between the two of you (e.g. rubbing your face into your own release during pet play, making fun of you for getting so wet and vocal after he made you ride his shoe, giving you a thorough examination when playing doctor and verbalising exactly what he thinks about how sensitive and wet and easy you are, etc.), but he’s always cautious enough to not go too far outside of the parameters you both agreed upon beforehand

he loves period sex in all of its forms and might even go so far as to beg you to let him please you when you’re actively bleeding if you happen to be more reluctant — the penetration is better because the blood makes you feel ‘wetter’ to him, eating you out is more exciting because he loves the way your blood tastes when it’s mixed with your cum and slick, and as an additional little bonus there’s the fact that orgasms can make your pain decrease during your period, so really there’s no downsides to letting him between your legs for a bit (he promises he’ll be gentle this time, honest)

unless you’re playing roles that necessitate specific titles being used, shadow milk cookie generally prefers that you call him by his name during sex and, likewise, prefers to call you yours — it’s just much more arousing and personal in his mind, so unless you have a specific preference and voice that to him, he’s always going to prefer using actual names over any specific pet name like daddy, master, or whatever (he’s not totally against them, though, he just prefers to use them more sparingly)

[flwrkid14]

Eternal Bonds: Tim and Danny’s Infinite Realms Marriage

In the Infinite Realms, marriage is an unparalleled commitment. Unlike the mortal world, where love can be fleeting and easily undone, marriage in the Realms is something far more sacred. It’s not just about vows or ceremonies—it’s about merging souls, creating a bond that not even the vast stretches of time can sever. The very idea of marriage in the Realms is rare, almost mythical, because it requires two beings to love each other so profoundly that they’re willing to bind their very existence to one another.

For the ghosts and entities that reside in this realm, eternity isn’t just a poetic idea—it’s a reality. Time is meaningless when you’re no longer alive, when your very essence is bound to the afterlife. And because of this, relationships are viewed through a different lens. There’s no such thing as divorce, no “time apart.” Once a couple is bound, their souls are intertwined forever. To dedicate your entire being—past, present, and future—to another means accepting that their joys, sorrows, triumphs, and failures will be yours too. It’s a partnership where breaking the bond is simply impossible.

It’s why marriage is such a rare occurrence in the Realms. The ghosts, who have already lived one life and often seen the frailty of mortal promises, don’t enter into this kind of bond lightly. It’s only for the strongest of loves, for the most steadfast of commitments. Because once you marry in the Infinite Realms, that bond holds through eternity itself.

And yet, despite the gravity of it all, Tim and Danny find themselves willing to make that very commitment. Tim, a mortal tied to a world where things end, where nothing lasts forever, steps into the unknown. His love for Danny is so deep, so unshakable, that he agrees to a traditional Infinite Realms marriage. He knows full well the weight of it—he’s not just vowing to love Danny in this life, but in every life after. In swearing to this bond, Tim is offering his entire being to Danny, for now and all of eternity.

For Danny, this choice means even more. As a halfa, he exists between two worlds, knowing both the mortality of the living and the permanence of the ghostly afterlife. His love for Tim is powerful enough that he’s willing to make this eternal commitment, knowing that there’s no one else in any world—mortal, ghostly, or beyond—he would rather be tied to. For Danny, the bond is as natural as breathing. It’s a connection that deepens their relationship in a way that transcends the limitations of their two worlds.

Their marriage isn’t just a declaration of love—it’s a merging of souls, a binding that makes them two parts of the same whole. It overwhelms them with the sense of safety and belonging that they’ve both craved in their lives. In each other, they find the kind of love that doesn’t just endure life’s difficulties but thrives beyond them. Their bond ties them together forever in a way that no one else could understand, but to Tim and Danny, it’s everything.

They are each other’s home. And in the Infinite Realms, there is no greater honor, no stronger connection, than to be bound by love for all of eternity.

[stickiiy]

minors/ageless blogs dni.

sometimes you ask nanami not to shave for a while, and he's confused until you're pulling him by the hair, his tongue lapping at your slick as you cum for the third time that night.

his stubble is slightly scratchy, but addicting. you love seeing how your juices drip down from his lips, then getting stuck on the small little hairs on his chin.

and oh how good it feels when you cup his face while riding him, struggling to keep your thoughts rational as he lets you go at your own pace, which somehow you blame him for making you feel too good. even now, you can imagine yourself swooning every time you see your beloved husband with a beard, growing it out just for you.

[saoirseyun]

CW :: SMUT

so everyone knows how lazy older bf!dazai is, right? he can barely pull out during sex without putting you at risk but dear lord he does not have the rights to look this attractive being all pent up and exhausted from thrusting in and out of your hole—clothes on and a lit cigarette in his free hand, heave breathes that's deep and pornographic. seriously... how older bf!dazai struggles to take his still hard boner out underneath your shorts 'cause it felt too good to even do so, plus your ass looks tighter with it having an absolute mess there, leaking down his cum and then you expect older bf!dazai to masturbate post-fuck at the gorgeous sight? gee, you sure do ask a lot. similarly as to how you practically begged so desperately forolder bf!dazai to use the newer condoms you bought instead of those suspiciously ruined ones from a year or two ago earlier. yet him claiming how it's the same, and how he's supposedly a 'clean man' too,

"babee, besides. it's just thirty minutes 'f fun. it can't hurt to love..."

[ketchupkio]

I couldn't resist Shadow hijacking this question lmao. He has a lot more to say than Four.

Another for the LM server question game! Hooray for Four finally getting a design!!!! We've only been meaning to do it for 2-3 years,,,

Four (plural they/them)/Green (he/him) and Shadow (he/it) are from @ageless-soul-au! Pls don't tag any other AUs!

🤬 kofi 🤬

[ghostarii]

childe is a dirty bastard with a nasty obsession for you. he finds you so beautiful, so gorgeous and filled to the brim with visual blessings. he can’t help how his cock grows and hardens at the sight of your filled out frame and he can’t leave himself that way . . . so he jerks off. wraps his calloused hand around his thick cock and drags it up and down with shut eyes and a gaped mouth, imagining it was your soft hands making him feel good. he did this often, hiding in bathrooms or waiting until he gets home and releasing all over his sheets. but at some point, it’s not enough.

so, if you ever get a text from your good friend childe, reading “attachment: 1 video”, don’t be surprised when you see his cock sliding in and out of a fuck doll. the sound is lewd and nasty—squelching and wet slapping that rings off in unison with his grunts and pretty moans. he moans your name, groping the fake tits of the doll, “so fucking pretty for me . . . ngh, fuck—“ he had to let you know how he felt. what you do to him. so he raises the angle of his phone, showing the tablet that displays a selfie of you—one you sent to him when asking him which lipstick shade looked better on you. he groans louder, pounding the doll even furiously, “you’re gonna make me fuckin’ cum . . .”

he said he wanted to breed that tight cunt and make you his. you hadn’t even realized the video was three minutes long and you were nearing the end. he whimpers as he pounds tougher, snapping his hips against the doll with sniffles of your name and begs for his release. and then he cums. spills his seed deep in the doll with a guttural moan and fucked up camera angle as he doubles over. there’s a shuffling sound and then you can see clearly: see the load of cum spilling out of the doll, and he fingers the spill back in, moaning at the sight. “‘ts gonna be you next . . .” he murmurs, and the video ends.

you never saw him that way. he was your friend. but that promise he made at the end had your cunt throbbing, waiting for that treatment.

[simplered]

Ever have a week you know the hot shower just can't wash away? This thing called adulting is the worst 😞

[heavysighing-dreamyeyes]

MDNI but mmm

Jason Todd loves to mark you up. Hickeys, scratches, bites, and marks of darkened skin that take days and days to fade from your flesh, all evidence that he was there with you, real and warm and alive against you. All proof that you're truly, loyally his.

He loves leaving evidence of his touch on you, craves it even. But he can't help but love you marking him up just a bit more.

In the quiet, panting moments after he's cum so hard and so deep inside you that he never wants to move. In the moments where he swears he knows perfection when your tight, fluttering walls pull his spent cock that much deeper– that much closer to where he knows he belongs.

It's those moments when your fingers gently trace the raised, red welts on his back left behind by your nails, that he cuts out a piece of his heart to give to you. When your lips press kisses, so soft and gentle in contrast to the indents of your teeth on his shoulder, that he hands over his soul to you without a second thought.

He relives the way your eyes greedily drank in the hickeys leading down from his collarbones and to his chest long after the bruises fade from his skin. He presses his palms to where the dig of your nails drew blood on his thighs and left pale, fading crescent moon scars and he knows without a doubt he is yours just as much as you are his.

Each mark, every dull pain or ache that comes with it, makes him eager for more.

But he's never been very good at asking for what he wants, so if he has to fuck into you until you're babbling desperate mess, if he has to push you to your limits until your nails rake down his back while you're lost to the fits of pleasure he can bring you, he figures you won't mind that much.

(At least not while you're soaking his sheets so nicely and crying his name so sweetly)

[sleepingdeath-light]

hey:D ‼️ slashers x a femme bimbo reader? i would love michael, tommy, vincent+ bo, and jennifer? (whoever else u choose is fine) please and thank you!

Bimbo S/O Headcanons | Multiple Slashers (18+)

thank you for requesting, anon!

reader is assumed as being female and a bimbo

there’s no sex described, but there’s a lot of sexual talk around the reader, hence the smut tag

this includes : billy lenz, brahms heelshire, carrie white, jennifer check, michael myers, the sinclair twins & thomas hewitt

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

billy lenz

billy is a pervert by nature and would have sexualised you irrespective of how you acted or what you wore (when there’s a will, there’s a way and all of that)

but you being a bimbo made it all so much easier and so much more enjoyable for the unknown voyeur

it seemed like everything you did have him an erection as he stared at you through cracks in the ceiling and walls and doors

how your short pink skirt would ride up and show your pretty panties whenever you bent over or sat down

how your tight white shirt did little to hide your breasts or the fact that you’d opted to go braless

the way you frequently stumbled and tripped in those pink heels — exposing your ass to him more often than even he could have wished for

all of that was enough of a dream come true, but the moment you picked up the phone and he got a true exposure to your delightfully ditzy and naively trusting persona this man was a goner

you were his dream-girl through-and-through

his pretty piggy who’s only good at taking billy’s thick cock into her dumb holes

his bimbo that has no chance of escaping him or his lewd calls and comments

of course you were his the moment you stepped foot in his house, but you continuously exposing yourself for him (as he perceived it, anyway) just gave him the go ahead to claim you entirely

and you’d best believe that he’ll want you dressing as sluttily as possible at all times

bo sinclair

although he tends to present himself as the perfect southern gentleman at first glance, bo is a verifiable pervert with pretty much no shame

it would have taken a remarkable amount of self restraint for him to keep up the act in front of your group — especially with you looking and acting like that

tight shirt, mini skirt and a body that he just wanted to lose himself in

god it was like you were made for him, but that could wait until he had splintered your group

but until then, he sated himself by glancing down your top whenever you leaned forwards, lifting up your skirt whenever he got the chance and catching you whenever you tripped (getting away with many less-than-innocent touches due to your obliviousness)

his advances get more and more aggressive and obvious as your group is picked off one by one until you’re the only one left untouched and somehow still oblivious to your situation

and bo finds himself torn between keeping you around as an alibi and a good fuck, or just using and discarding you to vincent as he’d done before

in the end, of course, he ends up deciding to let you live whilst putting on a whole show of wooing you so that you think you’re staying willingly — justifying it by saying you’ll help future “tourists” feel at home

but his brothers can tell that he’s grown more than a little fond of your presence (beyond, even, your sex appeal and naïveté — shockingly to all involved, he actually seems to care)

brahms heelshire

you were not what anyone in the heelshire family were looking for when they sought out a nanny

you were clumsy and naive; not being able to do much in education or housework without inevitably messing something up

you were a veritable slut without the intent; with tiny skirts and translucent shirts that could barely even be considered clothing and that certainly weren’t conducive with the image they wanted to present as a family

but, to brahms, you were perfect

the perfectly dainty damsel in distress for him to leer and gawk at from behind the walls as you went about your day hopelessly attempting to abide by his schedule

and whilst you frequently forgot certain rules, he let you off — equally because he knew you weren’t acting intentionally and because he loved watching you too much to let you go

his favourite times of day were those that necessitated you coming into contact with water or bending over because they gave him the most wonderful views of your body that often appeared in his masturbation fantasies

loves the way you coo over and jokingly scold his doll — actually just loves hearing you say his name and talk to “him”

is much more possessive and protective when it comes to anyone bringing supplies to the house because of, well, everything about you

like it’s all well and good having a pretty little thing with nice tits and ass to stare at all day and night, but issues arise when somebody else gets to look at what’s his

and even if you’re too ditzy and naive to recognise the grocery boy’s intentions, brahms is all too aware of what goes on in a man’s head

and he may just take it upon himself to show everyone, including you, what happens when someone touches what belongs to him

carrie white

carrie was brought up in a highly conservative christian background — so, needless to say, your presence itself would be a significant shock to the poor girl

everything about you is a complete upturning of the values she was raised with, from your personality to the way you dressed

god, the way you dressed was sin personified and every time she caught herself staring she’d mutter a quick prayer for forgiveness

tight white shirts, short pink skirts and high pink heels — a recipe for disaster that she found herself drawn to

those miniskirts would so frequently ride up your thighs and expose your tiny pink panties to anyone who dared to look whenever you stalled in readjusting them (though they were always short enough to expose those thighs of yours)

those shirts that would turn wonderfully transparent whenever you got even slightly damp (be that through rain or spillage) and exposed your otherwise bare chest to prying eyes

those heels that were the cause of so many incidents like those above

and, values be damned, she was more thankful for your obliviousness than anything else as she didn’t know what she’d do if you recognised the way her peers leered at you

how she looked at you with so much lust, with eyes that lingered too long to be innocent on your chest and the apex of your thighs and your ass

how she thought of you whenever she touched herself, one hand balled up in a fist that she bit down on to muffle herself whilst the other crept between her legs to toy with her puffy lips and swollen clit and seeping hole

you, in all of your naïveté and clumsiness, were at the centre of all of her fantasies and she wanted nothing more than to keep you in the dark about it all for as long as possible

jennifer check

you and her will almost inevitably end up sharing clothing and/or accessories because your styles match so well

date nights will consist of you sharing skincare routines and doing each other’s makeup

she uses your nature and appearance to her benefit, ramping up her sexuality with you in public to help lure in men for her to kill and feed on

she repays you with plentiful sex, affection and spoiling with money she gets from her “boyfriends”

will shamelessly ogle you whenever you lean forwards or bend over and gets a kick out of flustering you just as much as when she gets away with being a complete perv

gropes you in public like all of the time and usually plays it off as innocent or accidental — would stop if you asked, though

50/50 whether she lets you in on what she’s doing so you can help or strings you along as an accomplice

loves how oblivious you are and gets off on the power dynamic between you and her as the more experienced, dominant partner

buys you the most transparent, slutty, short clothes that she can find for you both so you can match, she can get food, and she can see as much of you as possible at all times

she will shift targets on a dime if she notices someone getting too close to comfort and taking advantage you in the same way she does — and she makes a point to show everyone that you’re very much so taken

makes you wear underwear that she chooses so anyone else ogling you gets a blatant reminder of who you belong to

michael myers (any)

initially michael found your demeanour more annoying and inconvenient than anything else

you were attractive, of course, but your clumsiness and obliviousness just made him frustrated — made him want to stalk you to force you to notice the word around you

and he did. for well over a month

even going into your home and standing over you as you slept, rearranging things in your house, anything to get you to notice that something was up

but you never did

even when he confronted you on your walk home and started following you, very obviously, you just chatted with him as if nothing was wrong and how much of a coincidence it was you were going the same way

you even complimented his mask — which immediately made you more tolerable

and almost made up for the dozen times he’d watched you trip over thin air or otherwise expose yourself to people unintentionally

after a while he even became somewhat protective, targeting people that were sexually aggressive or otherwise weird towards you to get his frustrations out before returning to his routine of stalking you

at one point he began to masturbate to the sight of you — which he’d never been able to do given his life being spent entirely in an institution with no privacy

he takes full advantage of your naïveté to tease and manipulate you, especially after you realise who he is

he just signs that he won’t hurt you if you let him stay with you and don’t tell anyone he’s there

and you oblige

and he doesn’t hurt you

the only real change is having to deal with him shamelessly staring at you all of the time, but after you get together you don’t really mind so it’s not really that big of a deal

thomas hewitt

everything about you seems perfectly engineered to turn this poor man into a flustered, red-in-the-face, 404-ing mess

you’re not exactly what his mother had raised him to look for in a woman but that made you somehow more attractive? like a forbidden fruit in a sense

your high high heels that you constantly tripped over weren’t exactly made for life in their rural town but your confidence in them made him reluctant to have you change

those teeny-tiny shorts and skirts left nothing to the imagination when it came to those smooth, long legs and those brightly coloured thongs you wore and caused him a lot of trouble whenever he caught a glimpse of you and ended up dropping his tools

your thin white shirts that hoyt always managed to get wet somehow were incredibly form fitting and gave him the perfect view of your chest

but whilst your body and sexuality haunted his mind and left him wanting and guilty when he’d reach between his legs for relief at the end of the day — it was your demeanour that captured his heart and endeared him to you

your naïveté kept you up and out of the way of the family’s dirtier dealings and meant they didn’t have to hide anything too hard as you believed whatever they promised to you

he felt bad for lying but he also knew it was a necessary evil

and your clumsy nature meant that any guests felt more at ease around you, joking around and letting their guard down to flirt with you which made his job a whole lot easier

so, needless to say, you were definitely a good investment for the family even if you kept unintentionally torturing poor thomas with your displays of sexuality and femininity throughout the house

vincent sinclair

you immediately caught vincent’s eye when you entered ambrose because of how different you were from your companions

your clothes were more revealing and feminine: all light colours, cropped edges, frills, pastels and the whole nine yards

definitely a far cry from the muted neutrals and heavy jumpers that he usually saw

more artistically inspiring, barbie like even

it made you attractive, certainly, but it also made him want to preserve you as an art piece even more — he wanted to capture your beauty permanently

but then your personality endeared you to him

you were immediately kind and trusting towards his twin, which painted you as a very naïve person but the genuine way you defended him and scolded your friends for interrupting the “funeral” caught his heart

hell, even bo seemed taken a back by your demeanour (before trying to look down your shirt, of course)

and then there was the clumsiness that gave him the perfect view of each and every angle of your body that those short, tight clothes did little to hide as you stumbled and tripped over your heels in the museum

even gentlemen have their limits and, from what he justified as artistic curiosity, he indulged himself in plenty of looks

you even made him chuckle a few times when you apologised to the figures you fell onto

all of it, to him, made you seem so much better than your companions — someone worth saving and keeping as a living art piece in ambrose

it wouldn’t be hard to convince his brothers, they were always talking about needing some company

and, beside, you didn’t strike him as the sort to be hard to lie to

so if you believed your friends abandoned you, maybe you’d be happy to stay with them — and, maybe, you’d never have to learn about the truth of ambrose and it’s wax museum

and he’d get to ogle you all he liked from behind the safety of his mask (only as an artist, of course! he’d never sexualise you… or at least he tries to claim as much to himself)

[stickiiy]

minors and ageless blogs dni.

satoru loves your tits. a lot. on his insta stories, there's been a concerning amount of times where it's just your cleavage + maybe his hand groping one of them + maybe some text too. he purposely buys you ridiculously low cut or sleeveless tops and dresses, because you look amazing from the front, the side, and above. (below as well, if he's lucky)

it would be a dream for you to give him a boobjob, to have his creamy cum slip between them- oh! the relationship hasn't gotten to that point yet... silly him! looks like he'll have to stick to just his hands for now...

even with just his eyes, you can tell there's so much he wants to do with you, but it's hard to say what exactly. satoru's going to have to use his words for you to finally get it </3