#dol robin smut

[neetily]

Just Hanging Out — M!Robin, M!Kylar, M!Whitney, M!Sydney

— ✧ warnings: Piss kink, pissing, Cockwarming, Fingering, Creampie — ✧ word count: 1,117 — ✧ genre: smut (18+)

— ✧ A/N: reposting from my old account since i was asked to! formatting might be off, but it's still readable.

Late at night, when most of the orphanage has went to bed and all the lights are out lest Bailey shows up to shout expletives; a bright screen illuminates your face. Robin's, too, though less so with the way he's got you situated on his lap, the low drone from the video game filling the room does very little to hide his huffed breaths heaved from behind you. Brushing up against your neck, your back to his chest; it's rather warm, isn't it? Both of his arms wrapped loosely around your waist, controller in his twitching hands resting between your legs. You're so soft, did you know that? Completely exposed and trembling against him, letting out little gasps for air and bitten back moans. Gotta stay quiet, he'd reminded you. The late night gaming session paired with his head buried in the crook of your neck, half closed eyes just barely focusing on the blurry screen in a half hearted attempt to pass the next level, cock buried deep in your squishy cunt for you to squirm on. It's his favourite way to game, he decides, forcing you to endure cockwarming him as some sort of private game only he can play with you. Even if you can't be as loud as he'd like to make you, feeling you struggle to sit still enough for him to win the game is addictive, drooling over your sensitive neck in mutual frustration. The casual setting just getting to him when he's balls deep in you, struggling himself. Who will win, do you think?

Though he'd never encourage it, seeing your pretty face show up in the library as you skip classes to be with him is secretly Sydney's favourite sight. Reading time, right? That, similarly, is his favourite time of day. Pulling out a new book, getting you situated on a seat in a hidden corner of the library with him by your side, pressed shoulder to shoulder so that you can see the words too. It's fun getting to read with you, not just because he enjoys experiencing new things with you, a shared interest in literature is a good way to spend some time together, he thinks. But also, more selfishly, because the cute way you shift in your seat as he pushes another finger into your little cunt is by far the best part of it all, no? Slowly, almost lazily, fucking his fingers into you. One by one, never missing a beat in the story as he finger fucks in and out of you idly, cock straining in his dress pants from the blatantly loud squelch your cunt makes in the relatively quiet library. Curling his fingers against your sweet spot when he's knuckle deep, only taking a break from the story to gently remind you to hush, you're in the library, when you start to moan a little too loud for his liking. He can't help but to tease you!

Kylar can't seem to focus on anything useful when you ask him how his day was, finding it difficult to keep his lewd expressions contained when you're bouncing on his cock so well like that. His tummy filled with butterflies at the way you seem to act so... Casual, as if you weren't riding him into the sheets below right now, his nervous fingers digging into your hips with a thick gulp. He can never answer you appropriately when you take to engaging in small talk while fucking him, his voice coming out all strained and broken. F-fine, he usually responds with; regardless of if that's true or not. It's just, well... Fuck, he feels so fucking stupid when you circle your hips on his lap like that, eyelashes fluttering shut as you continue to talk absentmindedly. Like you couldn't care less for his answer, God that's so hot. What did you do today, Kylar? as you drag your hips forward, grinding your pretty puffy clit against his pelvis, still yet looking unbothered by the way his cock throbs inside of you. I, uh... I don't know, nothing? he answers with a moan, back arching off the sheets when you drag your hips back down his pulsing cock. Did you at least eat well today? you ask nonchalantly, and his mind is so fucking blank from the inane conversation and bland tone you adopt that he hasn't even got the chance to warn you of his approaching orgasm before he shoots a load inside of you, cheeks red hot at the realisation that he's came to mere chitchat. That's how much he loves you, gasping a quick no to answer your previous unimportant question as you effortlessly milk him with a bored expression.

He knew you'd be in here like clockwork, waiting for him to show up like how he always does every morning before classes start. The mundanity of it all is exciting to Whitney, swinging the bathroom stall open to find you standing where you should be, toying with the hem of your shirt in assumed giddiness for the daily ritual. So normal is the routine, in fact, that he no longer has to prompt you into pulling your skirt up for him, the sight of your no panties aiding his fat cock to harden as he whips it out above the toilet. There's no need to use it though, is there? Stroking himself once or twice to make sure he's fully hard, enough to easily glide his twitching tip into your tight little hole just in time, too. You should be thankful he refuses to use the bathroom at home, dealing with the uncomfortable pressure in his tummy all the way to school just for you. A quite hiss escaping him at the warm feeling that immediately wraps around him, little cunt instantly coaxing piss to stream out from his erection as if begging to be used. His own personal toilet, wrapping an arm around your back to keep you pressed snug against him, unable to stop the barely there humps inside of you as he pisses, emptying himself into his favourite hole. Huffing right against your ear as he bends his upper body into you, marking your insides with his piss, just keeping the freaks away from my slut, he reminds you. And it's a long piss too, some of it dripping from your filled up hole to coat his cock, dribbling down to the actual toilet under you as he finishes with a shaky sigh. And that's all he ever does, pulling out to gently dab himself clean now that's he's done pissing. See ya in an hour or somethin' he taps your cheek twice before leaving.

[astromaxi]

You did Sydney and Kylar, so how about *flips coin* Robin with *throws dart* whipped cream or other food?

LMAO- Yes, I don’t really know how to write Robin but yes,

Also sitting in my math class while writing this •-•

Note: writing this with female aligned pc

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“Rob..Robin wait-“ she let out a choked gasp as the boy above her continued his relentless attack, her body moved up the cheap worn blanket lying on Robin’s bed. The iron grip on her hips increased as he dips his head down and laps up the remaining melted, sticky drink on her boobs. She rolls her eyes to the back of her head, as she arches off the bed. Maybe in a desperate attempt to get away from Robin, the overwhelming pleasure is heating the room to unbearable levels. It reeks of sex, sweat, and the forgotten milkshake. She wanted to share the sugary drink with her lovely boyfriend after he worked hard at his lemonade stand. How would she have known it would leave to this..? Oh well, not that she minds. Not when she gets to hear his pretty whimpering and moans directly in her ear.

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A/n: math sucks btw

[mellowwillowy]

Yandere Reader × DOL

Warning: Extreme Content, unsafe sex, Crazy Reader

Bailey - Eden (M), Sydney, Ivory, Whitney, Kylar - Mason, Avery, Harper, Alex, Wren, Great Hawk, Black Wolf, Robin

Bailey's boobs! Eden's boobs! These 2 squeezeing your face! DIE! HAPPILY!1!1!

"What are you doing? I'll be charging you for this." Bailey spat as he watched you sucked his tits, hands groping it like a squishy. Eden on the other hand lets you use his tits as some sort of pillow. Ah... heaven... bless.

Sydney's anal bead, I'll squeeze it down your throat instead of using it as a rosary!

Sydney's hand gripped yours tightly as you used the anal bead inside their throat, fuck, they didn't expect this at all. Please, don't stop. Better yet, use your hand or your cock/strap-on on their throat now!

"Mwooh... mhoreeee....!"

Ivory's Necklace, right, fuck you wanna do if I swallow it whole?

"Get it out..." Ivory throatfucked you as their hands and tentacles choked you, "get it out right now, fuck, get it out!" Actually, you doubt they were throatfucking you to get this shit out. They were just trying fuck their cum out.

Walking Whitney

Whitney and a leash on your hand, no, not a leash to you but to them! Crawling the school hallway naked, how did it feel like to have the table turned now? Oh... look at how turned on they are, "fucking slut, you like people seeing your sex hmm??"

"Shut up..." they growled back but the trail of cum they left said otherwise ♡

Kylar and Mason the undies sniffer

Look at them. You understand if it's Kylar but Mason? Really? Sniffing your undies while you were swimming?

"K-Kylar did it! He did it first!"

"That still doesn't change the fact that you are a teacher. Oh, aren't you a perverted one? Just how down bad are you to the point you are caught sniffing with this," you pulled Kylar by his hoodie, "damn fucking loser who jerks off to my picture?"

"Uuu... you look so cute in that jacket so..."

Avery and alcohol

Fuck, you are sick of them raging at you every now and then. So? What to do? You eyed on the alcohols they got for the two of you and...

Crash

You hit their head with it. Just before they could say anything, you forced the alcohol down their throat, burning it. Just as you noticed they were wasted from the hit and burning sensation, you stripped them down and,

"I think you'll look great with your hole stuffed with this," you showed them a bottle of alcohol, "I don't give a shit about safe sex, feel free to have a check with Harper soon."

Doctor Harper...

Harper groaned as you plunged yet another syringe into their arm, the content? It's empty. Better be empty than fill it in with the drug they would use on you right?

"I bet it feels good, getting injected here and there right you fucker?"

Wren the smuggled

"Ehehe~ look at you~ so adorable in my bag, all tied up hm?"

The smuggler had been smuggled. Fuck, you were so going to enjoy fucking them while charging everyone fortune just to watch you fuck them dumb.

Milking Alex~!

Oh, the farm was growing. Look at it, the milk production got better in both quantity and quality! As expected of Alex! Now, it's time to milk Alex with your mouth and hand again!

Great Hawk the terrored

"Come on now, walking is better than flying right?" Great Hawk whimpered as you handed him his daily food. You caressed his bandaged wings that you broke with your own hands. "Good boy~ now eat, you'll need the energy to mate."

Black Wolf, awooooooo

Black Wolf did so as you fucked him dumb. What a pack leader he is, a great breedable alpha all along.

Robin, burn your fat down.

At this point, they were probably either traumatized or suffered from the masochist traits. Look, look at those marks ♡ how many times have you whipped the fuck out of them? It'll help burning down some of the fat they had.

[loveroflewdity]

I know it's been forever but HEAR ME OUT:

LIs but they've had a crush on you for awhile; just found this in my drafts, decided to work a bit more on it and put it out lol

Also these will all be AFAB PC and they/them for LIs, oh and 18+ lol

Sydney (Pure to Corrupted)

You and Sydney have been in the same classes for forever, but while you're the hot popular chick they're just the shy nerd in the corner desperately struggling to keep their eyes off your curves and focus on their classes

They want you sooooo bad, but they know it's sinful to have thoughts like this, so the confessionals (?) have heard all about you over and over again, they even have an idea of what you look like because sweet Syd talks too much when they're 'repenting'

If you join the church they're trying their best not to eavesdrop on your confessions, sweeping the same patch of dust the entire time and blushing

I like to think that once you start walking to school together and eating lunch together and everything they become more confident, and start finding excuses to touch you

Of course they're already writing on your shoulders, arms, anywhere you'll let them, just to have a chance to touch you for a bit longer than they should be for someone so pious, but you wish they'd touch you even more so you hatch a plan

One day you ask them for help getting into something you're trying on and they come in looking like they're two steps away from fainting, they're so sweaty and flushed and hard/wet that you can immediately tell they're into you

So you pin them to the wall and toy with them, pushing your tits up against their chest while stroking their thighs till they cum in their pants/skirt because they are more turned on than they've ever been in their life and are then corrupted ;)

Kylar (they're so pathetic I love them)

Similar to Sydney, Kylar's been REALLY into you since as long as they can remember, but it wasn't till recently that they started stalking you

Despite your popularity and Kylar's lack of it, everyone knows that you and Kylar are a package deal and no longer make fun of you for it, although they definitely bully Kylar for it

You've known about their crush forever, but haven't felt the same until recently when Kylar started to be more forward about it

You share swimming class with each other, and have caught Kylar peeking on you numerous times but have never really been bothered by it, almost flattered in a weird way, until you decide that you'd rather be an active participant in their obsession with you

So you sit by them at lunch like usual, leaning your head on their shoulder while you eat, they're blushing a little but not enough for your taste, so you try feeding them some of your food, flirting with them until they get so flustered they run off, and you know you've got them where you want them

Unsurprisingly, they ran out behind the school to their favorite stump, and as you exit the doors you can see sweat dripping down their face and a bulge/wet spot in their clothes, smiling sweetly at them as you approach

They're still so flustered but before they can say anything you swoop down and kiss them, cupping their cheeks as they whimper

You slide a hand down their chest until you reach their waistband, slipping your fingers underneath to stroke them as they moan, clenching their legs around you

Something changes in their eyes, and you only have a moment's notice before they're pinning you to the grass, groping your tits and pressing into you tightly, kissing you frantically as they grind against you

It isn't long before they cum, soaking the two of you, a little bit earlier than they would have liked, but they offer to reciprocate, before you can answer however the lunch bell rings and you run to your history class shooting them a flirty wink over your shoulder ;)

Whitney (this one is actually so sweet)

To Whitney, you should be just another slut, a plaything of theirs that they can use whenever, wherever, but that's not the case

You're slightly older than Whitney, so they remember seeing you around as a child, the cute girl who always seemed to be smiling at everyone

They remember hoping desperately that you'd smile at them, and eventually you did, there was a short period of time where you and Whitney would play together as kids, before they became the asshole they are now (<3)

Sometimes they wonder if you remember that you were their only friend at one point, they wonder if the girl who smiled at them would still do so knowing what they do to you everyday

And what don't they do? They're obsessed with your body, coming up behind you and groping your tits, pulling your hair to get you to eat them out/suck them off, stealing your clothes, etc.

But after every time they use you, you still smile at them, covered in cum, tears, sweat, tired out of your mind

One of the days that you come up to them in the rain, you give them a milkshake, and they let you have some of their cigarette in turn, watching you smoke with their eyes trained on your lips, eyes focused and face slightly flushed

When you give them back the cig, you find their lips on yours almost immediately, they taste like smoke and strawberry as they push you against a nearby tree

They suck on your neck, being uncharacteristically gentle as their hand comes to tug aside your panties and finger you slowly

You attempt to touch them in return, but they knock your hand away, and mumble something about letting them service you for once as your thighs tighten around them

When you recover from cumming, you kiss them greedily, as they finally let you stroke them to completion, you bite their neck, leaving a mark on them in turn ;)

Robin (high confidence, also could be OOC)

It's obvious that Robin's had a crush on you forever, you two were raised together and were basically inseparable your entire lives

They spent most of it doubtful that you'd ever like them back, they were too insecure until you began helping them with Bailey's payments, slowly cultivating an urge to protect you in whatever way they could since you already do so much for them

It starts slowly at first, you don't even really notice as they start to become more affectionate with you, brushing it off as your close friend being lonely or in need of comfort

But as their confidence grows, they're getting bolder and bolder, now they take any chance they can to 'show you how to play', having you sit on their lap because you'd block the screen otherwise, hugging you tightly from behind when they see you in the kitchen, pulling you along by the hand to go set up their lemonade stand

You ask them to go to a movie with you, and surprisingly they suggest a horror movie, they've always been afraid of them before and you two would cling to each other whenever you watched them

This time though, they don't falter at all, and hold you tightly to them when you jump, petting your hair and rubbing your sides until the movie is over

That's when you start to realize that something's different, you begin to view them romantically, and they flirt with you more openly when they see you blushing

Things come to a head when you accidentally intrude on them in the bath, but instead of letting you leave, they ask you to join

It's been a long time since you've bathed together, but it's entirely different now that you're both 18, as you nervously settle in across from them, they pull you close to them until you're between their legs, chests pressed against each other, they smile so endearingly at you before kissing you lovingly, deeply, adoringly, when you both pull away they confess their love for you

When you tell them you return their feelings, they grin and pull you tighter to kiss you again, causing your naked ground to grind against each other as they moan

They blush as they realize the situation, making a move to get out before you push them down, repeating their earlier words as you ask them to stay

Your hand sneaks below you, rubbing their cock/cunt as their eyes flutter, you kiss them again, speeding up your hand movements before they stop you, asking if they can finger you as well

They're surprisingly good at it for how little experience they have, and it isn't long before you're removing their hand so that you two can grind against each other/they can slip inside you, your bodies moving against each other until you cum, hands clasped together and loving smiles on your faces ;)

Alex (you're their favorite worker and their only worker)

Alex is older than you by a couple years, no longer the age to have been in school, yet you've got them feeling like a teenager from the way their chest tightens around you

There's something so delicate about you, even when you're clearing debris out of the fields, wrangling the animals, you look like a sweet blossom to them

At night, they can't help but touch themself, thinking of all the ways your dress swishes around your thighs (who wears a dress that short to farm?) and the way you stare when they take their shirt off (needy)

Once you clear the final field, they ask you to have some drinks with them to celebrate, some homemade sweet wine they made just for you, to get you all loose and happy, moreso than you already are with that bright smile

They let you stay the night, the two of you sharing their bed as the crickets chirp and various snores of animals lull you both to sleep

When you wake up the next morning, you're shocked to see a bare chest beneath you, and the feeling of a bulge/wetness down below the sheets, when you reach out to touch them their face contorts into a smirk as their eyes open, clearly already awake

They wink at your stunned face before their hands come up to grab your hips, squeezing them, before reorienting you to press against their groin, asking you if you'd be willing to help them out again, since you're so good at helping them with the farm

When you nod, their hands tighten around your hips, and they lean in to kiss you slowly and deeply, grinding against you in slow circles

Their eyes are heated as they look up at you, slick sounds emanating from where you two move, teasing you quietly about how wet you are, telling you how beautiful you look, thrusting up against your core as you moan

When the two of you cum, it's a pulsing wave, your muscles constricting around each other as you kiss in the morning light, the sloppy movements and noises coming to a halt as you both breathe, from outside a rooster crows and you know that you'll have to get up soon, but for today the animals can wait a couple minutes ;)

Sorry for any changes in quality, when I first wrote this I had Sydney and part of Kylar done but the rest was all tonight so it's probably way different, some characters might be OOC because I haven't finished Alex, Whitney, or Robin's stuff yet, so here's hoping I did them some amount of justice lol

Let me know if you want to see more from me or have any requests, I'm willing to write whatever as long as I've got ideas and time and energy lol

[sydneysholylight]

— a ѕιnnerѕ ιndυlgence [ SERIES ]

╰⪼ heed the warnings: MALE PC/LI, Religious themed, coercion, implied switch!Sydney , nsfw, unfortunate grinding, implied harassment, implied corruption kink, implied stalking, groping, public sex (?), slightly proof-read, 2k words.

╰⪼ heed the note: this will be based on my au of my PC but with major changes, headcannons may appear however but I'll keep things that is canon for this one. I can make a female version of this if you kindly ask, let me know if I missed anything.

╰⪼ You were a new student attending a local school in a town with an odd feel in the air, something sinister mixed with a tinge of scarce purity. You couldn't remember anything when you woke up in the hospital, you woke up frantic and ran away. your memories remained a blur and the temple nearby took you in as one of their own, much to their delight as those prying eyes hovered to the halo glowing above your head and their hands brushing against the feathers of your wings, you were what they called and honored, an angel, a holy being, a divine messenger of god and a protector of humankind.

However, you felt far from an angel and how they portrayed an angel should be, strong willed, protective, god-fearing and so on and so on — on another note, you ponder, who exactly is god? What does a god exactly do? And why have they not contacted you since you've woken up? You brought this concern to your peers, Jordan to be specific, he told you in a soft voice “Patience is virtue, holy one,” he took a bow down “They will seek time with you.” He finished his message before apologizing he had to go attend his duties. Your mind was filled with questions that were yet to unfold, you felt lost and started questioning your purpose.

Over the past few days since you've started residing in the temple, Jordan noticed you were having trouble socializing with the initiates, unable to follow up with their social cues and norms, Jordan ought to himself he would help you fit in once more, thus reached out to Sydney to help you — whose reputation precedes himself to be an “innocent” boy, he was the librarians assistant, he was eager to help you out, the thought of helping out someone, especially an angel, he couldn't help but feel honored and nervous to be near such holy presence however he felt tempted to prey around you and capture you, as to lure you in the dark and the joy of living as a sinner. The ecstasy it gives, the pleasure it comes with. Perhaps if he gave you his world, then will the temple realize, the fun temptation and lust have is worth it, you just have to pray and pray, pray and pray, pray and pray — pray.

You sighed, perhaps it's best for time to pass through and enjoy your life as it is in the moment, patience is truly a virtue after all, you have enough time to figure out the rest later on, walking over to your bed, picking up your bad on the soft mattress, you looked up to the right and at the clock ‘ 6:23 pm ‘ you have enough time to walk to the temple, pray for awhile and walk to school with Sydney. You went downstairs, relishing in your surroundings, it made you feel alive. The older orphans were discussing with each other what to do after school as the younger ones played around with one another, the sight of life in such joyous motion was a sight to behold..

Putting the thought aside, you made your way to the temple but without peace, you've always felt a pair of eyes watching every step you take, it was suffocating. It started after saving a poor boy that was being harassed by the other students, of course you don't believe it was him who was watching you, you don't even have proof and it goes against your morality — and your beliefs, perhaps it's the gang of students who were harassing him? You shudder at the thought, as much you'd like to deny it, the possibility is high. Perhaps it's the best time now to make friends and work on your reputation, as you think of who to befriend, you were in front of the temple. You walked inside, bowing and greeting the older and high ranking members of the temple, giving humble blessings before going to the pew of the far left side. You smiled and greeted Sydney “Good morning.” You whispered, he moved to give you space to join him.

You noticed his hair was down as you laid your bag aside and kneeled down on the cushion, you closed your eyes and clasped your hands together, praying for the remaining time.

You felt a tap on your shoulder, startling you slightly as you looked up to Sydney, who was smiling at you “It's time to go, wanna walk together?” He asked before hesitantly holding his hand to you, you nodded and took his hand, as he helped you get up, he blushed, looking at his hand you held for a brief moment, before you could notice, he turned his back away “Thank you Sydney and yes, of course. You make a great companion.” You smiled as the two of you walked to school together, you appreciated how he was a sweet boy who was willing to help you, defending you from the students probing and harassment in the library and kept you company while Robin was gone for a week.

You looked up to his hair “May I ask why you changed your usual look? Not like it looks bad, it looks good just like you with a ponytail.” You said, your hand aching to touch his hair, painted with color that fit him well, you were surprised to learn it was his natural color. Sydney noticed that you wanted to touch his hair, grabbing it with surprising strength, making you gasp in shock “Sydney?” he widened his eyes “Sorry! Sorry! I was startled.” He mumbled and grabbed your hand softly this time, brushing it against his hair “you're one of the few I'd let touch my hair..” he murmured “Do you like my hair down? You mentioned you were curious after I caught you drawing me with my hair down, I think you drew it accurately.” He smiled, a tinge of red on his cheeks, you looked away, embarrassed at the mention of that incident “I.. thank you.” You mumbled “We should hurry up, I need to study and you need to work.” You said as the two of you head to the entrance.

The both of you departed, you head to an exclusive table of the library, far from the entrance as you noticed it's more silent compared to the tables near the entrance, as you sat down, you grabbed your science textbook you rented and dived into the lesson Sirris mentioned yesterday, unaware of a familiar boy with strawberry blonde hair watching you from the very corner of his eyes, hovering over your figure.

After school finished, you decided to stay with Sydney for the remaining time in school, you had an appointment with Harper today, the temple advised you to meet him every appointment to ensure your health is in good condition, they mentioned your body works differently from a human, hence why they insist you go to the hospital however, something about him felt off, you don't know why but the way he looks and talks to you, it feels like he's hiding something. Perhaps you haven't completely adjusted to human society, perhaps it's normal after all, humans are different from one another.

“Hello Sydney, where were you during lunch?” You asked, you were hoping to have lunch together with him as you noticed Robin wasn't here today and you didn't see him in the library either, Sydney looked at you, something in his gaze felt unusual “I decided to have lunch in the library.” A lie, you knew and it is also a sin, you frowned, he was strong in his faith and joined the temple at an early age, did something happen for him to sin like this? You walk towards the counter “Really? Why?” You stared at him, who stared back “Can I ask you a question?” He suddenly asked, you nodded in response “Have you wondered to yourself what it feels to be a sinner?”....... what?

He looked around, seemingly nervous before walking closer “have you?” He whispered, the distance between you and him and the question made you increasingly nervous “Sydney, the temple advises all of us not to think and delve into such iniquitous thoughts!” You said, biting your lip as Sydney stares down “But that's what the temple thinks, how about you? What do you personally think being a sinner feels like?” He said, his response getting you off guard, he held your hand in a gentle manner, seemingly persuasive in getting your answer.

“I.. I.. I don't know Sydney.” You responded, you averted your gaze away from him, your breath hitched as you could feel his breath on your neck, whispering to your ear “It's fun, really.” He whispered, you widen your eyes please don't tell me— “what do you mean..?” You asked in a hushed voice, refusing to meet his gaze “..To tell you the truth, before your arrival, I indulged myself into…things the students talk about,” he said, taking a slight step back before continuing “It felt freeing.” He finished, cupping your face softly “Would it not hurt to try?” He whispered “See things in my perspective?”

“I.. The temple—” “The temple hides nothing but what we can do.” He cut you off “And we will be careful, you just have to trust me, okay?” he said, you nodded nervously as you let Sydney take the lead, taking you and him to the school's changing room, he pushed you gently to the dressing room “Let's hope nobody finds us.” He chuckled before taking your hand together with his, kissing it “Feeling comfortable?” He asked, checking for your consent, you nodded “I..I feel rather nervous, actually, I feel very nervous.” You mumbled. He chuckled in response.

“It's okay, it'll be fine. I was too.” He whispered before kissing you, taking advantage of your surprise as he inserted his tongue inside your mouth, reveling the sight of your reaction before taking a step back, he let go of your hand as he focused on unbuttoning your shirt, he took a good look of your chest, you resisted the urge to cover up as you look at him “Cute.” He smirked, caressing your cheeks “I..” “Don't be ashamed of your body, you're a beauty.” He whispered, earning a chuckle from you “than- ugh-” your breath hitched as he circles his thumbs around your nipples, he pushed you against a wall “Sensitive?” He teased, kissing you on the forehead “how does it feel?”

“It… It feels good.” You responded hesitantly, muffling a moan as he puts his knee against your groan “Sydney…” you panted, he moved on to removing your pants, placing his leg away, you tried not to make it obvious you wanted him to keep going “I forgot I still have my chastity cage on.” He groaned before kneeling down and removing your underwear and sighed at the sight of the familiar device “It's okay, there are other ways to make people orgasm.” He whispered before making you lay on your back, he unzipped his pants, you noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear “Isn't that against the school rules..?” You asked, biting your lip “Who cares if they don't know?” He responded.

He leaned in, kissing you on the neck as he shifted his hips upwards, making sure his chastity cage was above yours — fondling with your balls with his right hand as the other went on circling your nipples “So gorgeous..” he panted, sucking in your neck as he continues grinding against you, making sure to press against you hard as he could, the metal head of the cage could be felt on the visible parts of your penis, sending sparks up your spine due to how cold it felt, Sydney groaned, clearly frustrated “I wanna be inside you so bad..” he whined, pressing you against him harder, putting your legs on his shoulder, aligning his penis against your hole, trying to insert himself in “I swear I'll get the keys for these stupid things..” he mumbled, fastening his pace, you moaned slightly as he build up friction “Have I ever told you I've always admired you?” He panted, resting his head on your shoulder, relishing the warmth of your naked body.

“I'm close..” he panted, kissing your neck as you gripped on his shoulder, his lips felt warm against your skin, you muffled a moan as you felt his hands intruding their way to your balls once more, squeezing and rubbing it — the sensation was unfamiliar, strange but welcome, an unfamiliar wave of pleasure went through your body, your cock spurting out cum as you moaned against his neck, you could feel cum dripping down where your chastity cage was “You already came- oh-” he gasped as you kissed his neck, making him come immediately after “I..” he blushed, you stared at him with reddened cheek “Did I do good..?” You asked meekly, bitting the inside of your mouth as he nodded “Of course! That.. that felt amazing… it's quite the bummer though I wasn't able to be inside of you..and you inside of me.” He blushed, laying his head on your chest “how'd it feel?” He asked, smiling at you “It felt unfamiliar… but at the same time good.” He grinned “I knew you'd like it.” He said before helping you stand up, he insisted on helping you dress up, taking advantage of the opportunity to occasionally grope you. He cupped your cheeks “We should do this more, it's fun right? To see the perspective of a sinner?” He leaned in, and you looked away “The temple..” you said quietly, he sighed, leaning his forehead against yours “They won't find out, we'll try to keep it as a secret. They don't have to find out, we can still continue as we are as normal publicly.” He said “and you mentioned you can't remember anything in the past, right? Perhaps in a way, this might help you.” You couldn't help but feel tempted at the thought, you were getting tired of the same answers from the temple anyways. “Fine… just… be careful, I don't wanna get you hurt.” You said, he chuckled “Of course, of course, welcome to my world.”

[bunnyhatty]

sweet and gentle

m!robin x you!

hi again lol ^__^ ermm. i wanted to write robin bc i never did before nd my friend was like nsfw 👍 and i was like ok 👍 also this is kinda bad bc. its me lol (been putting it off for like 2 weeks)

so here's ur nsfw warning lol. its like rlly vanilla bc robin deserves tender loving

robin had never been one to feel lust, not like he ever had a choice to. all day, he works and studies and runs errands, maybe play a game if he could.

that was before you guys started dating anyway. though he felt guilty even with your reassurance that "yes, robin, that's fine! i swear, it's normal with couples!"

but even then, he can't help guilt slither in his veins as he stroked himself at the thought of you. under or over him, just as long as he could feel you, be enveloped by you. your taste, sounds, your smell, your- oh. he groaned as he came with the thought of him filled with you.

he panted heavily, a silent curse under his breath as he slowly stood up (to prevent spills, laundry isn't free in this damn place) and wiped himself clean.

"robin?" your groggy voice snapped him out of his trance, and the door creaked open to reveal your half-awake expression.

"oh! uhm... hey!" he quickly puts on sanitizer on his hands before rushing towards you, his face warm and his heart that just managed to calm down began beating wildly again.

you reach out and wrapped your arms around him and began leading the both of you to his bed. "couldn't sleep," you muttered, breath warm against his ear. he shudders.

robin gently sat down, and you followed. "nightmares?" he asked and you nod, almost a little ashamed. he kissed your forehead gently, to reassure you that it's okay. you've told him about your nightmares and your near-dangerous night walking and it concerns him sometimes.

that's when he felt your arm edge closer to his crotch. robin tensed up, this was the first time you touched him besides kissing.

"may i?" like you needed to ask, though robin nodded almost a little too eagerly. it made him a little embarrassed, but all thoughts soon went out the window when you began palming him, gently and slowly and sometimes you roughly put in some pressure and robin swears he can see stars.

but before he could finish for the second time, you paused and he couldn't help the little whine that escape his lips, "sorry, just hang on a sec," with that you began handling him as gently as you could. he watched with curiousity and a little uncertainty as you asked him to stand up a bit as you slid your thigh between his legs.

then you bought him down and it's suddenly clear what you wanted.

with face as red as ruby, robin began riding your thigh. shyly at first, but as the pleasure overtook his brain, all he could think about was chasing his (and your) pleasure.

you watched as your robin, sweet and gentle robin glow under the moonlight as pure lust decorated his lovely face. "oh i love him, more than words can express," you thought as he gently rubbed his knee against your crotch. always so thoughtful and considerate.

you reach out and pull robin closer, kissing him as passionately as you could without hurting him as both of you came together, a muffled whine coming from robin as his grip tightened.

"mmh... l-love you..." he slurred as the both of you collapsed on his bed. it's a little uncomfortable, being sticky, but seeing robin peacefully snore away on your chest makes it a little more bearable.

"love you too, robin..."

[iidias]

hi guys im taking commissionz :3

headcanons - 2$

ficlet (500-1000 words) - 5$

im comfortable writing writing almost anything but: vore, scat, and p{do shit

i write for female, male, and gn reader

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degrees of lewdity

[digenerate-trash]

Merry Christmas! Sorry to add to the Bailey pile but could we get a drabble about yan Bailey hiring/ paying Whitney to bully and isolate the PC thinking it will draw them closer but Bailey immediately regretting the arrangement once they realize Whitney is into you? Idk a lot about DOL but I love your Bailey writing so much <3 <3 love your whole blog, this smut gets me through a lot <3

Gonna say. This and the idea that brutality Harper pays Whitney to fuck you up is my favorite "gross man doesn't realize that the violent freak is also in love with you" thing and I fucking need that. So here you go!!! 

AMAB Bailey | AMAB Whitney | GN PC. 

Started as a precaution. Just to keep an eye on you at school he promised Robin he'd knock a 100 bucks off his debt every week if he reported back to Bailey and kept an eye on you. But Robin was useless... always has been. 

So instead he went to your tormentor. And when Whitney sat in his office ready to tell the old man to fuck himself to his surprise Bailey didn't want him to stop. He wanted to make it worse. And Bailey was willing to pay to make it happen.

Simple job Bailey thought. Rough you up. Make isolate you. Keep you constantly running from school to home. Then report back. It's an easy job. There's no way even a meathead with a smoking habit could fuck it up. 

The first few weeks went great. Whitney kept a surprisingly detailed account of your humiliation. He even brought Bailey little trophies from his outings. Homework you could never hand in before Whitney stole it. Personal items. Keys. Even your underwear once.

Whitney was such a diligent little monster that Bailey was starting to take a liking to him. He might even be smarter than he leads on. But things shifted. 

Whitney was still all over you the torment never stopped and the reports came in every week like they should but... you weren't as.... upset. You'd changed a bit. Something shifted and Whitney wasn't giving him any clue as to what that might be.

That is until he found the padlock in your room broken one night. And when Bailey slammed open the door to make sure you hadn't left. Instead, he found the delinquent over you. 

Pressing his teeth into your soft flesh marking you up and holding your hips to his as he thrusted into you. His rings cut the skin on your hips. 

you shouted in surprise and tried to push Whitney off of you but he just bit down harder pulling you close. You know Whitney doesn't mind showing off but this was a little too far for you.

Bailey grabbed Whitney by the hair yanking him off of you you shrieked as Whitney's teeth cut your skin causing you to bleed.

Bailey was furious as he tried to grab Whitney to beat him but Whitney was just a bit faster. Grinning with blood in his teeth not looking for a fight with the old man. He'd already declared war after all. Whitney flees the orphanage still smirking to himself.

Bailey hates that. He hates that he let this monster get so close to what's his. He hates that he let this happen on his watch. He was so careful. But he trusted a deliquent and that was his fault. 

He pulls you from your bed and back to his room. He throws you in the tub before he starts to scrub you down washing off every little touch that Whitney left on you. The water is frigid but Bailey doesn't care. You deserve it for betraying him. And you won't be leaving his sight till he deals with Whitney.

Permanently.

[girlyfeelings]

Request! >_<

Hai! Im a new writer! You must be 18+ to view my page! I do smut, fluff and angst! I take request so dont be shy!

characters I do! DOL: Whitney

kylar

robin

Eden

Sydeny

Great hawk

(both female and male version)

Yan sim(DO NOT SUPPORT ANYTHING OF YAN DEV):

any male rival!

any female rival!

any male student!

and female student!

The quarry:

Dylan (he’s so me)

Max

Kaitlyn

Laura

and pretty much everyone!

celebrators:

Finn Wolfhard (and any characters he plays)

Sorry only him!

nsfw and sfw don’t and dos will come soon!!

[neetily]

↳ EVENT 22. M!Robin (Anal)

— ✧ warnings: Anal, Creampie, Virgin Reader, Cum Eating, first time anal sex, Premature Ejaculation, ass eating — ✧ word count: 2,197 — ✧ genre: smut (18+)

— ✧ A/N: reposting from my old account since i was asked to! formatting might be off, but it's still readable.

Despite his attempts at remaining calm, cool, and collected in the presence of someone as perfect as you, especially when you look up at him so endearingly with those big doe eyes, his fingers are still trembling against your thighs like he doesn't know what to do with himself or you. An unmistakable need to playfully pinch and prod present in how they twitch against you, something about getting rid of all that anxious tension built up in his body, right? Rather than anything more mean like an attempt you turn you as nervous as he is, feeling so suddenly out of place between your trembling legs as if he was experiencing his first time with you all over again. Surely you're just as anxious as he is, right? Even after completing all of the necessary steps of prep, making sure that you're as uncomfortable as possible in your submissive position under him; he battles with himself. Do you understand just how difficult his position is above you, too?

Peering down at you with rapid blinks, lust filled gaze a little blurry because he's not so sure as to what he wants to focus on more. Immediately, your face is eye catching. That cute scrunched up expression you wear just so well that it has his cock leaking all over your cunt right now, dribbling insistently against your slit when you pout prettily up at him. He wants to ask you what's wrong, but he can't seem to find his voice as he simply hovers above you, merely squeezing at your inner thighs in self indulgent perversion— you can't rightly blame him though, can you? Even just the thought of your pretty tits alone is enough to leave him rock solid in his pants, idly thinking back to the many, many, nights spent all alone on his bed just thinking of you and how erotic your pretty body is, mind filled to the brim of too many dirty thoughts focused solely on you. So to have them completely exposed to him right now, heavily rising and falling under his watchful gaze with soft little pants for air is fucking amazing, honestly. Even if he's saw them, played with them, and sucked on your tits plenty times before, he still finds his chest filled with palpitations as he stares down at them again; got him acting like a fucking virgin and you're not even doing anything! Simply laying there with a knowing glint in your eye, a slight smirk on your lips.

And of course, your tummy. So soft and cute, how it begs for his hands to pinch and tickle if not for the way he clings to your thighs for dear life. He nonetheless feels an urge building within him to bend down and kiss at it, to trail his lips all over your tummy in an effort to map out every inch of your skin, but he refrains. Or, rather, he's too chicken to actually move right now, considering the special circumstances tonight. But just know, that deep in his heart and even deeper in his cock, see how it twitches against you right now? he wants to love all over you. Wants so badly to leave a wet trail of his affection all over your tummy, an act of worship, or perhaps ownership is better suited.

After all, not just anyone would be allowed to do what he's been given grace to tonight, right? Right?

Shifting his gaze further down, of course, he meets your cute cunt. How tiny and tight she is, puffy clit probably throbbing with need as his drooling tip brushes against it, huh? He doesn't mean to tease you so much, a sheepish laugh escaping him once he notices just how gently he's rocking his hips against you— feels so fucking good though, right? Slipping between your folds like he's done a hundred times before, smearing precum all the way from your clit down to your hole, and back up again. The little sighs his tip knocks out of you without even needing to be buried inside goes straight to his ego; and his cock. Made worse by the fact that he doesn't think you even know what that eye roll you give him does to him. A pit in his stomach twisting tighter, coaxing his hips to rut against your front just a little faster— at least until he lets out a shaky sigh and decides it's time to take the final leap. Moving his eyes down, down, just a little bit further as he draws his hips back... It's a little funny, he thinks, how he feels like a virgin all over again; but it makes sense when his eyes land square on your pretty looking asshole. Undisturbed and pure, so mesmerizing to him in his lewd state right now, breaking out into a sweat the second he stares for a little too long. Gulping at the prospect of ruining its innocent nature with his profusely dribbling tip.

Honestly, he's more than just a little riled up at this point. Horned up from the moment you had even suggested the idea of anal— something he had originally thought would have been completely off the table, but is nonetheless overjoyed to have you be receptive to the idea; let alone suggest it to him one night. Excitedly gathering all the supplies one might need, taking such good care of you tonight, didn't he? Touching you so gently, rutting against you so softly, opening up your unexplored hole for the first time ever with a heart full of love and a heavy cock. Timid fingers doing their best to promise care and attention, finger fucking your tight little asshole open wide enough to accept three of them, wincing with you not out of pain, but because you feel so hot inside. So soft and squishy, cock trembling out of sheer excitement to feel those same warm, spongy walls enveloping him.

So yes, his position above you is a difficult one. Squeezing his eyes shut tightly in an effort to keep his barely there composure intact, but the pretty little whine you let out at his inaction is enough to coax him into movement. Bucking his hips against your cunt once or twice faster, unbridled need to resolve the tension in your core coaxing him a little out of his shell for your own benefit.

He's so in love with you, can you tell? From the way he practically melts above you, humming down at you with sincere affection, a tender smile inherent on his face whenever he dotes down on you.

"Are you ready?" He asks you gently, slowly, each syllable of every word dripping with all of the awe and affection he regards you with; even in such a simple question. Heart hurting at the adoring expression you adopt, all pretty smiles and fluttering lashes— you're the prettiest girl in the world to him, always have and always will be. But especially when you're under him like this. Hair spread out all across various pillows, sheets delicate and bundled under you, decorating the softness of your frame so well. He wants to take an actual photo of you, keep a mental snapshot of how fragile you look right now. A thrum of pride running through him at the privilege you've offered him by being privy to the sight of you in such a vulnerable state, batting your eyelashes up at him as a silent plea. What do you need, baby? Ask, and he'll do it. Fuck, you could even ask him to get you the moon and he'd do his fucking best to, would do literally anything you'd ask, simply because of the honour he feels by being by your side.

And the way you so meekly nod up at him, sugary sweet dulcet tones coaxing him closer, convinces him to at least press his tip to your little asshole in the meantime; awaiting his courage to build. Rimming the outside lazily, as if he has all the time in the world to indulge, ignoring the tight clutch your existence has on his body in favour of patiently waiting for your answer. Because there's nothing sexier to him than to receive your explicit consent before ruining your insides, tainting your cute asshole with his beads precum in waiting. "I think so." You plainly mewl up at him, the shy tone you adopt going straight to his balls with how full and fat they feel for you, teasing himself upon your hole like it's all he knows. The world quite literally in his palms as he helps spread your legs a bit further, a little wider, in preparation to accept his love. Or, more crassly, to shove his rock hard cock deep into your virgin ass. A pleasure, of course, to know that you trust him enough with such a disgustingly perverted task.

He privately promises to not let you down.

Still, despite your confirmation, he struggles to find the courage to fully dive in. Heart stuttering out of unadulterated affection for you, spilling out of the tip of his cock in copious amounts of precum he plays around with while dropping a fist to the base of his cock to angle it better, circling his tip against you slowly, almost sensually as a light taunt before he inevitably has to give you what you want.

And it's not that he doesn't want to be balls deep in your ass; he's just a little afraid that he won't preform to your liking. Wanting to do his absolute utmost to make you feel good so that there's hope in the future for him to be between your legs like this again. But the heavenly sigh you sound when he gently pushes against your hole, teasingly threatening to enter as you shake and shiver under him, convinces him to give you more than just a light poke. Instincts kicking in in an effort to hear you make more of those sweet sounds his cock ruts out of you, easing his way inside of your little hole with intense care. Slow and steady, making sure to occasionally draw his hips back every second or so to make the glide inside all the easier on you; though he's leaking enough precum to dirty your lube soaked insides anyway, but he's so conscious about not hurting you as he gradually pushes more inches inside. His face resembling a look of pain from the sheer tightness of your ass around him, an unfamiliar squish wrapped around his length that he can barely focus on because he's all too busy listening to the brief gasps and cute whimpers his cock cautiously humps out of you.

He only realises he's fully sheathed inside of your tight asshole when he tries to hump more of his cock inside, and instead he ends up rocking you on the bed a little. Harshly exhaling a breath he wasn't even aware he was holding in, quickly panting above you when he pulls his hips back once again, leaving only the tip left inside of you with a shaky grin on his face. A wobble in his lips, tongue poking out to wet them before he asks: "Are you— S-shit—" Cut off by the way your insides clench and squirm around his sensitive tip, willing himself to remain still until he finishes his sentence.

"Are you sure you're— Uh, I mean, t doesn't hurt, does it? You'll tell me if it hurts, won't you? You're ready, right?" Is he? Looking down at you through squinted eyes, inhaling deeply and exhaling sharply above you to try and hold himself back, because if he had it his way, he'd already be railing your body shape into the sheets under you by now. Cock twitching and drooling inside your ass, lust crazed mind just begging to get moving already—

"Uh huh." Is all you manage to say in response to all of his questions, but given how fucking horny he is right now, and how hard his cock throbs for you, he simply can't stop himself from thrusting into you the second you give him consent. A bit too fast for his own liking, but he's similarly unable to slow down once he feels how fucking tight and good it feels to fuck into your asshole. To feel the rim struggle to stretch around his intrusion, fat cock bullied into the too small hole over and over again as a smile tugs on his lips.

Fucking knew it'd feel so good, holy shit— he thinks to himself, providing you only heavy heaving breaths and high pitched broken moans, unable to contain his enjoyment from the moment he starts a fast enough pace to leave him dizzy. Reeling with pleasure, almost immediately falling on top of you with both hands placed on the back of your thighs, keeping your legs high and up over his shoulders to allow him an easier time to sodomise you as best he can. Really leaning his weight behind every thrust, resting his head against your own with an unnatural smile, forced upon him from how downright dirty it feels to be fucking your ass like this, to be knocking out every whine and whimper from your pretty mouth with every greedy thrust he offers your hole. Like a fucking dog, panting and drooling against your neck when he shifts to moan down your ear— wants to let you hear exactly what your little asshole does to him, how getting to fuck you in such an abnormal fashion turns him on beyond belief; fuck, you don't fucking get it. How every time his balls slap against your ass with a muted plap!, echoed by the fat globs of lube dripping from your hole every time he pulls his hips all the way back, how the way your legs tremble and lock behind his neck, effectively pinning him in place balls deep in your ass, or how your nails desperately cling and claw at his back every time he bullies his cock all the way inside; it's all too much for him.

Especially considering the amount of teasing he's not only had you suffer through, but had to endure for himself, too. Greedy with his affection, selfish in his desires to ruin you that he's only went and ended up fucking himself stupid within just a few minutes. Repeatedly humping you with fast strokes, forcing you to feel every hefty inch of his fat cock fucking your ass into his shape. Pretty girl, offering yourself up to him on a silver platter— it's obvious that he wouldn't be able to help himself from ruining you. Staining your ass with shared slick, cock throbbing against your squishy insides with every gush of lube he fucks out of you, tightening his grip on your thighs to signal something growing inside of him, a burning in his tummy that he isn't quite aware of until it's too late. You just feel so fucking good, baby. Making him feel so dumb with it, made him so unfairly stupid inside of your tight little non virgin ass now with fast fucks; this could only end one way.

It's also because he just loves you so, so, fucking much. An almost unbearable amount, if he's honest. Heart hurting in sheer adoration for you and your tight fucking body, oh my God. His nails dig into the fat of your thighs once again, his jaw tight and balls taut as a gasp crawls up his throat—

"Ah—! Fuuck—!" His moan is drawn out and hidden in the crook of your neck, cut off and picked up again due to the amount of frustration he feels for cumming already so early, sensitive tip spilling a fat load of seed into your too tight ass, his eyes rolling back in equal parts overstimulation from how well you ass squeezes cum out his cock, and also from upset over how the experience is already practically over. Too zealous in his efforts to make you comfortable, a shiver of pleasure running down his spine when he continue to lazily fuck his cock inside to ride out his orgasm, making sure your asshole takes all of his cum like a good girl with repeated ropes shot as deep as possible. Balls heavy on your backside until he's done.

He may have came prematurely, but he'd still like to enjoy himself with his favourite girl, so he makes sure to keep fucking you full until he slips out due to softening, and he can feel his cheeks heat up in response.

To remedy his misgivings, especially after you've given him such a special evening, he mumbles swift sorries in your ear before snaking down to shove his face between your legs; an attempt to hide his embarrassment as well as to reward you for treating him so well.

"Let me make it up to you." he mutters against your clit, giving it a quick kiss before dipping lower, nosing at your hole on the way down before sticking his tongue out to eat his cum from your ass. Kitten licking soon turned into full on lapping with the addition of his thumb on your clit, determined to make you feel even a fraction as good as you've made him feel tonight. That, and he'd like to help clean you up— one greedy gulp at a time.

[yurilovesyuri]

Request! >_<

Hai! Im a new writer! You must be 18+ to view my page! I do smut, fluff and angst! I take request so dont be shy!

characters I do! DOL: Whitney

kylar

robin

Eden

Sydeny

Great hawk

(both female and male version)

Yan sim(DO NOT SUPPORT ANYTHING OF YAN DEV):

any male rival!

any female rival!

any male student!

and female student!

The quarry:

Dylan (he’s so me)

Max

Kaitlyn

Laura

and pretty much everyone!

celebrators:

Finn Wolfhard (and any characters he plays)

Sorry only him!

nsfw and sfw don’t and dos will come soon!!

[number-one-crush]

LF DoL M!LIxF!PC RP! (w/ me as the LIs and you as the PC!)

What an absolute fucking MESS of a title that is, lmaoooo TT

ASSORTED WARNINGS: 22+!! TW: dead dove and shit, it’s Degrees of Lewdity, please be careful people who don’t know what that is!

Hey (maybe future) friends! I’ve recently gotten into DOL and have been pretty obsessed with it lately. It’s got all the things I love, and by all the things I love, I mostly mean: EVERYONE LOVES ONE PERSON AND NO ONE IS HAPPY ABOUT IT and TOXIC FUCKING OBSESSIVE RELATIONSHIPS. So, without further ado…

THE PREMISE:

My favorite characters by far are Whitney and Kylar. I imagine I’d also probably really like Eden, too, but I actually haven’t really tried anything with him yet, and honestly, as much as he sounds like a real catch, I just really, really thrive off all the jealous drama between Whitney, Kylar, Sydney and Robin at school.

So like, I’d really like to RP that. And by that, I mean that I’d like to write Whitney and Kylar… and to a lesser extent, (mostly for drama) Robin and Sydney, as being wildly in love with and obsessed with your PC so we can explore the absolute mess of a fall out that inevitably causes. :v

My favorite thing to do with characters I love is to write for them: there’s something really fun about getting into that headspace and exploring the way they feel and how they’d behave, and I love it. I could write fanfiction, and I can’t lie: the temptations have been there! But honestly, it’s hard for me to motivate myself writing fanfiction when the chance to write against someone else and geek out over the absolute fucking disaster-nonsense our characters get up to together is so much more fun. ):

SO: DETAILS! 

I really only do MxF, with me playing the LIs as dudes and you playing the PC as a lady. Sorry for any other pairing combination, I just wouldn’t have the same inspiration to write for other configurations. ): I’m not going to tell you how your PC should look or really behave, and I look forward to hearing about her from you! I love getting excited about other peoples’ OCs!

I’ve got headcanons for the boys (which are pretty typical, honestly!), but I am of course open to input from you on what you’d like to see, too. :> 

Since this is DOL, obvious content warnings apply! Noncon/dubcon, abusive and messed-up situations… they pretty much come with the territory, though I’m not looking to make anyone uncomfy and I’ve got no problem toning some things down or ratcheting things up based on what you do or don’t feel comfy with! I’d like to feel comfortable talking OOC to make sure everyone feels okay about stuff. 

Which brings my rambling to my next point: DOL is obviously a sex game and I’m not opposed to raw smut or anything. But what I miss from the game is the emotional turmoil and fucked up sense of longing – and an obvious desire to possess PC – that I feel Kylar and even Whitney are drowning in. We get to see their actions, but not their thoughts, and I really want to do this to develop and dwell on those feelings! I want to see them and the PC involved in situations (fucked up as they are) that allow those things to really flourish and shine. I am an absolute slut for deep, anguished, sometimes violent obsession in characters… I just think getting to explore that is SUPER sexy in fiction, so maybe expect a like 80/20 plot to smut ration. Maybe 70/30? I feel like the smut hits a LOT harder if you’ve got a lot of pent up feelings behind it. 

Honestly, I don’t even NEED smut, but like, it’s DOL, so it kinda feels like it comes with the territory? Your girl here really lives the tumultuous, angsty emotional foreplay, whoops. ): I just really wanna write a bunch of really fucked up dudes falling in love with PC – bullying her, stalking her, meekly trying to protect her… you get the vibe!

ANYWAY, some things I’d hope for/need from you!:

+ Absolutely, positively, with no exceptions, you need to be like, middish twenties or older. I’m older myself and I absolutely have no desire to interact with teenagers. No offense to teenagers, you all can make great writers – just as someone who is absolutely not a teenager, it’s just what I’m comfortable with. Even if the subject matter wasn’t super-ultra-fucked, I wouldn’t feel comfy with it.

+ I’d like someone who understands that, as an adult, I have a job and a partner and a relatively active social life with my (one) good friend, so I will probably manage a post or two a day, sometimes a post every two! It might be more than that if I really get into the vibe, but ya know…

+ I like to be descriptive when I write, somewhere between pretentious-fuckoffery and wordy-but-functional. Sometimes I’ll do a few paragraphs… sometimes, I really get into it and it can be a couple pages. I tend to be reactive to what is needed for a scene: flashy back-and-forth dialogue is gonna make for shorter posts, but sometimes I really like getting into my character’s headspace and waxing poetic about how much they want their love interest for like, a few paragraphs or more. I’d like someone who can at least manage a few paragraphs! One liner stuff does nothing to me; I want to be able to feel like my characters have a reason to WANT your character, so I need something to work with! Please have a pretty good grasp of grammar and what not, too! Obviously stylistic choices can make for some fun grammar fuckery, and I’m not about to judge for some spelling errors, but like, please please have a pretty good grasp of writing! I live for good writing partners. ):

+ TENSE/POV: I am not super picky, but I admit I love the present tense second person of the game. As someone who was super into Homestuck, that shit just jives with me. That said, I’m open to a lot of different things, just absolutely NO FIRST PERSON. I cannot stand it in RP, it really takes me out. We can hash it out!

+ The ability to advocate for yourself OOC! The subject matter is icky, and I don’t want to traumatize anyone. We don’t need to be best OOC friends, but I hope we can feel comfortable with each other enough to hash things out outside of RP so we can both feel okay with whatever is going on! I’d also really like to just be able to gush about our characters OOC, please! TT Like, let’s be dumb and make playlists and pinterests, ahhhhhh! If you got a song you got that reminds you of things, PLEASE TELL ME, I wanna be a total fucking nerd about our fucked up children!

+ Discord! I tend to use discord to RP because servers make things easier to organize! Please use it! I don’t really like using anything else, womp womp. ):

So! If you’ve read all that, and you’re interested, please hmu here on Tumblr! I hate the ask/messaging system here, so like, you can just drop me some info on your PC and maybe your discord handle via one of those, and we can move to Discord to see if we’d make good RP partners! 

Thanks a bunch and looking forward to hearing from you! 

PS: Please excuse the Dabi theme-ing, I’m too lazy to change my very basic theme-ing. I love love fucked up dudes, and I cannot lie.

[oyasuminto]

"My day is ruined because my wife didn't kiss me" but it's from ur favorite fictional bitches you write for on here

UWUWUWUWU

Characters who complain (jokingly or not) about not getting their morning kisses:

Alex the Farmhand

BIGLADY

Damien Morningstar

Great Hawk the Terror

Jordan the Pious

Keiichiro Akasaka

Kylar the Loner

NakedToaster

nightowl

Quest

Ren Hana

Robin the Orphan

Sid

Sydney the Faithful

two2

xyx

[oceisastar]

MDNI

hello.... tentatively opening asks for some dol thirsts for f!bailey & f!kylar & f!robin (herm!pc is preferred)

[inkyquince]

➳♥ about me

Call me Quince or Inky. They/them nonbinary, suffering student, Leo and it just gets worse from there. Pervert and nasty men enthusiast. 

One person asked so I take two sugars with my Kofi

Also my excellent 18 hour long DOL playlist that will give you whiplash but the degenerates that get it, get it

Finally, commissions are OPEN and in my Busy Era (+£10)

Currently Playing: Resident Evil 2

➳♥ my blog? 

18+ blog so y’know. Ageless and minor blogs DNI, cuz I will be checking <3. Dark content, horny content, bit of fluff and maybe angst. I mainly write for whom I simp for so check the list. Straight up prefers to write smut or some extreme feelings, so keep that in mind. Very dead dove do not eat content, including incest and noncon so skeddadle if those make you uncomfortable.

➳♥  Ask box? (Last purged 01/09/22)

Always open, but I will take a request only if it really gut punches my crotch. Always happy to chat though. General asks sexy too. 

Rules. 

Masterlist.

QKS Masterlist

➳♥ What I’m Working On Rn? 

What are you, a fucking cop? 

QKS CLOSED! 9 QKS left

COMMISSION - Gabriel Sincalir

COMMISSION - Robin x PC

COMMISSION- Shhh, its a secret

COMMISSION- ARTHUR MORGAN NASTY DEBUT

Missing Halloween Event Posts

PC gets out of debt and Bailey finally gets to fuck like they were dying to

Male PC with Mason

Part 2 Planties

Defiant yet Weak PC

Part 2 of cockdrunk

OMEGA HUNT COMES FIRST (prison guards)

IMPORTANT: 

once a month, I clear out the askbox and sometimes save prompts that I haven’t gotten to yet, but I’m mainly clearing things I struggled with or couldn’t find the inspiration to write if I struggle to fuck with it. I’m really sorry if your prompt isn’t answered but I never wanna quit a blog for feeling like homework for too long. 

Last but not least:

[neetily]

May I get some juicy headcanons of the DoL Love interests reacting to PC having amnesia (probably due to all the trauma) Maybe Sydney is already corrupt and PC doesn't recognize them at first because they only remember stuff before the game started. "You're Sydney? Didn't you have like strawberry blonde hair? What happened to you?" You happened to them, now it's time for them to corrupt you back.

Whitney eventually probably says "You might not remember me, but your body does."

Kylar tries to set himself up as your significant other. "Oh, you didn't remember me? We were dating, we loved each other madly."

Robin tries to coddle PC and keep them away from bad stuff since he couldn't before.

Pure Sydney is probably the sweetest of the bunch. the main one to actually try and help you navigate your new life, taking their time with you, helping you indulge in past habits/behaviours that you've maybe forgotten about while still encouraging you to explore new avenues that you perhaps previously wouldn't have imagined before! they'd be so kind, attentive, and supportive. constantly at your side just to help you with whatever you may need, to give you information you may seek, to maybe even help guide you on a path deemed "better" than your previous life before the amnesia. poor thing is so worried about you, just wants to make your life easier and kinder and safer now that they have the opportunity to help you rebuild it from scratch...

however, Corrupted Sydney is waaaay more likely to take advantage of your situation as compared to their more pure counterpart. they'd feel the sting of your missing memories deeply, knowing that you've corrupted them so much and yet, for reasons out with your control they understand, you don't seem to remember a single moment of their path to corruption. it's almost insulting to them in a way, even if you can't help it. and more than anything, they'd think that this is the perfect opportunity to "get back at you" as it were. a blank slate, just as they were. ripe for the taking, cooing at you in that familiar sweet tone they used to use with you, happy to see you respond in kind as if somewhere deep down you do remember them, only to seduce you down the dark path you had them tread upon before. it's only fair, they're only repaying a good friend back, right?

Whitney, ough... they're still just as mean as ever, i think. you're so right when you say you might not remember me, but your body does. they might even be a little more covert in their bullying of you, so easily convincing you that you were part of their little group before the amnesia, arm slung possessively around your shoulders as they lead you through the town, down back alleys and side streets in a misguided effort to help you remember something. anything. but it's all a farce, and only their friends are in on it. you're just so easy to bully now, to convince that you were always their little plaything pet. the way your body reacts so positively to their touch, to their friends camera flashes; see, look at how well you take it. don't i know you so well? uses your bodily reactions against you to earn your trust, hitting all your sweet spots to prove his authenticity. it's so much fun getting to mould you into the perfect pet all over again!

of course, Kylar is taking the most advantage of you in such a vulnerable state. it's not all because they're selfish! though that does play a big role in things, but also because they want so desperately just to protect you. the world has not been kind to them, they do not wish the same for you, especially when you've endured something like amnesia. there is, however, the selfish side. always selfish, taking every opportunity to convince you of their legitimacy as your partner. showing you all those creep shots they took of you, all the clothing items they stole late at night, the bits and bobs related to you that you cannot deny are proof of their existence in your life. of note is a selfie they took of you and them together when you were sleeping one night; evidence of their involvement prior to your amnesia. from there, it's relatively easy to convince you of the romantic and sexual nature of said relationship, their heart giddy with the blessing of your ailment.

and Robin on the other hand prefers to take a much more honest approach. they're laidback, if a bit over protective at times, and try to make sure you have all the correct information at hand. because they know that others mean to confuse, or worse yet, harm you! they would much rather keep you safe with the truth, becoming your sort of guide for the foreseeable future, helping you through all of the struggles others may force you to come across. but they won't lie, it'd be mighty tempting to use your disadvantage against you... but they're far too nice to give in to such deplorable acts. you deserve some treatment and rest, and they're more than willing to provide that literally whenever you need. coddling you at every opportunity, even if you decline them; it's okay, you can trust me. just wants their best friend back tbh...