#juiccyyy

[findingavoiceif]

Omg I got a mwah 😳💖

Um thank you 👉👈

Both for the answer (and for the mwah), I’m just gonna go scream in the corner (whaaaa I’m totally so normal about getting wholesome affection from lovely strangers what do you mmeeeaaann)

Finding out about mc is literally a love snake. Instead of venom? Feel good juice. 👀🤌

Elyndras biology literally said, “for your cooperation with the marking policy and not letting sharp teeth get in the way of true love: please have a reward”

Ohhh, you’re SO welcome! 😳💗

Just casually giving out affection and good vibes like it’s my official job, right? (Also, please ignore me as I absolutely do not melt in the corner because I’m super normal about receiving wholesome messages, obviously).

And wow, love snake MC with feel-good venom? Honestly, that’s chef’s kiss biology right there. Elyndras anatomy just fully prioritized tender chaos. Imagine being in their arms, and instead of danger, you get a healthy dose of “serotonin venom,” tailored to melt hearts and sweep people off their feet.

If that isn’t peak romance evolution, I don’t know what is.

Also you’ve given me so much inspo for juicy new content 👀🔥 Here’s another mwah, just for you! 💋

[restlesscrybaby]

Jack Horner x reader, like, Jack and reader are making out in his office and the head baker opens the door interrupting them (like they aren't doing anything yet but when they start they get caught)

Yes, that's a pretty silly ask, sorry kk

ITS NOT SILLY ITS JUICCYYY!!

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~ JACK HORNER SMUT HEADCANONS. ~

~~ CAUGHT RED-HANDED. ~~

× 'It's not what it looks like!' ×

☆ CONTENT WARNING: Smut. ☆

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Oh.. Passion, what a strong word...

Passion...

Hot breath against hot breath, his face close to yours.

He had placed you upon his oak desk, the feeling of the wood allowed you to know just where you were here...

He was sat in his chair, as he scooted it all the way up to be right up in your skin, as his tongue darted out to wet his lips.

Ohh...

He wanted to eat you up, just to spit you back out whole again...

A smirk coiled upon his face, one of an evil bastards, as you could only watch. Waiting for his move. Feeling him against you.

A hand snaked forward, towards your hip. His fingers snaked around it, a firm clench from his fist as he held you there. The other hand placing itself upon the upper flesh of your thigh, as he slammed his plump lips into yours.

It was a sudden feeling of tongue and lip, but you couldn't help but kiss him back.

Your arm extend slightly, but it rested upon his shoulder, as your hand snaked towards the back of his head. Your fingers intertwining within locs of luscious purple, oh my god, you were going to explode with joy.

The taste of his lips with yours...

Oh god...

His tongue swiped towards your bottom lip, but, he didn't give you much time to realize what that meant. His tongue sliding towards the beautiful lips that he was craving so bad, to indulge in your taste more.

Oh, it gave you the advantage too.

But, he pulled his tongue out after a moment..

You took your time, you slipped away, you needed air. You were already going to die. But...

He didn't give you much time.

You could hear his aggravated grumble in his chest, you made him wait so you could breathe? Bah! What a sore loser!

But, you were quick to satisfy him.

God knows what would happen if you kept him waiting..

Especially with THAT bulge...

But, his hand that rested on your thigh placed itself upon the table, as he stood up only slightly. His palm soon easing towards your wrist, ushering it to his bulge.

To palm him.

Oh god. He wanted you to palm him?

But, you obeyed.

A small push towards his bulge, as he felt satisfaction with your movement.

...

"MR. HORNER, JERRY TRIED TOOOoh my god-" The head baker had busted in, screaming at the top of their lungs.

He pulled his lips away in a flash, a hiss escaping from between the soaked flesh,

"WHAT!? GET OUT, GO! GO!" He barked, as embarrassment flushed his face. Oooh! Now he was gonna have to kill his BEST head baker he's had yet! Yknow..

So they wouldn't say anything.

Yet, they stood, like a deer in headlights, before the frightening mound of a man.

"DON'T STARE AT ME, LEAVE, NOW, NOW!!"

And left they did.

They scampered out, practically stumbling over themselves, with a desperate pant. The door being closed behind them, in a desperate attempt.

It only shut just slightly, it was creaked just slightly...

Bah!

He knew he should've locked that.

I mean, he wouldn't mind someone watching, but-- it--

Ugh.

...

You dared to ask;

"You still in the mood?"

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× '... It is. It is what it looks like.' ×

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SUREY THIS IS RUSHED this idea makes me run in a circle

[ask-miasma-ghoul]

Miasma turned his head to look at him slowly. God, if he had his quintessence, he would be delving in to the deepest pits of that ghouls mind as soon as the words left his lips.

But, he was alive. There was no arguing that. Clearly it was just a reallh weird coincidence. His tense shoulders dropped slightly, though the way their dreams were identical apart from point of view was incredibly skeptical.

He couldn't help but... Doubt. He didn't feel like anything in his life was trustworthy anymore. He put on his best poker face, staring deep into the water ghouls eyes, saying nothing about his dream. His tail slapped against the ground as he tried his hardest, his best to channel something, just to get a glimpse into his head. He was sure he looked creepy staring at him like this, but he didn't care.

"Come on..." Miasma muttered quietly under his breath, gritting his teeth. Nothing.

"Fuck, just-" miasma leaned closer, focusing so hard on trying to get a grip on him that his vision blurred. He noticed the looks of discomfort and anxiety on Chain's face, but he tried to ignore it.

After a very uncomfortable minute of an intense stare down, Miasma sighed and gave up. His stiff form slumped a bit.

"You're lucky." Misama reached to turn the TV on, but he was startled by the sound of the door opening behind him. Whipping his head around, there was Frater.

Frater shot a look at Chain, just his raised eyebrows and glare telling him to shut up.

"Miasma... Eh... you know the drill. Come with me to the infirmary."

Miasma hopped up willingly, letting out a sigh of relief. But even with his compliance, the bigger quintessence ghoul grabbed him by the back of his neck just for the sake of having a grip on him even though he was not a threat, making him yelp. The ghoul snickered as he kicked the cell door shut, and it bounced against the wall and vibrated with a loud ring as it hung open. They left it unlocked.

~ end of uhhh I forgot what part we're on. 4 I think?!?? Juicy stuff, juiccyyy stuff

Over the next few days, Chain and Miasma managed to get along. Chain attacked a ghoul trying to give them food on the second day, leading to them being stuck in there longer.

They were gonna be stuck there for two weeks.

Well, they were, until the two started screaming at Frater and he buckled under the weight. The two were gonna be stuck there for one and a half weeks. (That was the lowest number they could get it to, but they tried for less.)

It was nearing the end of the first week and Chain was getting tired of sitting there. He was starting to get irritated more often, and he spent most of the time sitting near the door, looking out into the hallway, waiting for someone to walk in and hopefully let them out, despite the fact that he knew they wouldn’t.

This day had gone pretty smoothly so far, but around three o’clock Chain was starting to get agitated.

“Do you ever get tired of that stupid ass talk show?!” he snapped. The two were more comfortable with each other, but that doesn’t mean they were happy with one another.

Chain turned around and bared his teeth at the ghoul sitting near the tv.

“I’m gonna blow the fucking tv up. That bitch’s voice is annoying as hell, how are you not tired of him?!”

- @chaintheghoul

Not much to anyone's surprise, Miasma didn't have a hard time adapting to this familiar environment. The biggest issue he has was not being able to eat whenever he wanted, which was usually the only time he'd come out of the cell anyway. But he didn't like the lack of privacy. At some point he tried to build a sort of barrier, but it wouldn't stay up since he only had Elmer's glue to hang the blankets up. He eventually gave up, the TV taking in what poor attention he already had.

So much so, he didn't hear Chain at first, jolting when he started yelling about the TV. His cheeks flushed and he looked between him and the TV.

"Huh? What- I-"

He looked back at the TV. He got distracted again. And, subsequently, startled again at Chains threat.

"Don't fucking touch my TV." Miasma hissed, growing angry and hostile. It was clear the ghoul had some sort of connection with this program. He scooted closer, throwing his blanket over it and himself, absolutely hooked to it.

"If you would listen, you'd understand. But you don't so mind your business."

Despite blocking the view, the voice of the man on the TV screen was just as irritating as ever to Chain. But not to Miasma. Miasma couldn't get enough.

[juiccyyyfruittt2021]

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[melto]

orchid

orchid - favourite fruit?

THAT SWEEEEEEEEETTTT AND JUICCYYY CANTALOUPE 

[bloodibambiidoll]

Thank you for tagging me bbs @yourfavoritewitchbitch & @reidsbtch 💝

Relationship status: I’ve been with my bf for almost 7 years lmao sometimes I wanna kill him in his sleep but he’s my soulmate fr😌

Favorite color: black and pink

Song stuck in your head: Idk I have ADHD it changes by the hour lmao but at this very moment it’s GOOGLEYYYY MOOOGELLYYYY THAT THAAANG IS JUICCYYY

Favorite food: pasta and muffins

Last song I listened to: candyman by flyana boss, it reminds me of sugar daddy steeb.

Dream trip: Ummm Paris with Steve and Eddie preferably…. But like Japan is dope too.

Last thing I googled: “kids haircut places near me” 💀

I’m too lazy to tag people rn but like feel free to jump in if you’d like 💕

tagged by the loveen @aphrogeneias

relationship status: in a committed relationship with my fuckin self in that i'm 🤏 this close to being formally committed. i'm single

favorite color: red's an all timer, like blood and wine and rage and tha

song stuck in my head: TAKE ME TO THE BEACH TAKE ME TO THE COUNTRY CLIMB IN THE BACKSEAT IF YOU LOVE ME HIRE ME A CAR I WANNA GO DRIVING!!!!!! ironically i used to listen to this song a load when i was livin in a big city and now i would do anything to get out of the country

favorite food: tacos al pastor

last song i listened to: dancer by IDLES and lcd soundsystem

dream trip: achievable, glasgow in august for this one tiny music festival being hosted by belle and sebastian. far fetched, new york. ahhh i'd love to fuck off to new york for fifteen minutes

last thing i googled: artist residency for irish artists..... lol lmao the unemployment just TEEEEEEEMING off me

no pressure taggin my beloveds @rosewaterandivy @vvitchwords @slowdancer @big-ope-vibes and you if youre fuckin reading this get CLACKIN on that keyboard

[retreiverrey]

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[juiccyyyfruittt2021]

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