#mc: lexie

[dannydoteggg]

[the-devils-girl94]

Sinful Thoughts #11

Warning: Not too sure if this falls within dubcon territory, but just in case, here is a warning if it does.

Just imagine with me, y'all:

He's pounding away at your hole, every powerful thrust sending waves of ripples on your ass. Everything is too much, too deep, too fast. The pleasure is rotting your mind as every thrust had you speaking in tongues. You don't know how many orgasms he has pulled from you and just as you're about to have another one, you reject it. Moving away as you finally uttered a hoarse, "T-too much!"

His cock is pulled out of you as you run away, only to have your ankle grabbed and pulled back towards him.

"Where do you think you're going?," his rough, harsh toned voice sending a shiver down your already sensitive body. He flips you around by your ankles to your back, his build towering over you. Your back arched and you couldn't let out a sound as he buried his cock back into you. Shock and pleasure coursing through your veins as he pulled that orgasm out of you, leaving you shaking and clenching around his hard member.

"Don't think you can run away from this dick, my sweet. You're gonna take every inch of me tonight...I'm gonna be so good to you, baby. Just take all of me."

((I'm so sorry, you guys...this was rotting my brain and I couldn't help it. Throw me in the slammer. I know I deserve it🤲🏾😔))

[beamycomet]

Hey everyone!

I know it's been a while since I last updated this game, but I've just released a quality of life update for my My Siren Crush remake with a massive UI overhaul to bring the game as close to the classic Lovestruck look as possible!

Here's what the game looked like before on PC:

And here's what the game looks like now:

I also went ahead and recreated the Lovestruck quick menu that we all know and love!

Additionaly, I made a bunch of changes and improvements to the game to improve the overall experience!

Here's the download link for my remake!: https://beamycomet47.itch.io/my-siren-crush-remix

And here are the patch notes! : https://beamycomet47.itch.io/my-siren-crush-remix/devlog/523677/v-130-ui-overhaul-and-improvements

[mcc-teams]

MCC Twitch Rivals Aqua Axolotls!

[elffees]

“Haytham should’ve been the main character” and what if I hit you upside the head with a brick? How about that?

[alitgblog]

ive been kind of quietly anti litg all stars season but thinking about it actually an all stars season with Ivy, Hamish, Lexi, Eddie, etc would be insufferable but that's so funny I'd absolutely support a season where they antagonize each other and are fake af as long as MC is not an idiot and sees right through their bullshit and doesn't have to play along

[meesherbeans]

Surprise Delivery

After a morning full of carb loading, Derek flopped down on the couch in his family condo. That run was brutal; this entire process was, really. Sure, he was healthy and doing everything he could to make it, to be accomplished and ensure everyone was proud of it, but truly working toward being a professional athlete was body-breaking. His green eyes slowly shut as he prayed no one could come home. He needed a nap so much…

-–––-

Ding-dong!

Pulled from dreams, he jerked awake and accidentally fell off the couch; he completely forgot he’d passed out there. What time was it?! Wait, who was at the door? He groaned, rubbed his sore forearm, and shuffled to the front door. It better not have been a delivery – leaving it at the door was a time-honored tradition, after all!

“…Derek?” Wide green eyes stared up at him in pure shock.

This had to be a dream. There was no way that Lexi would actually be here in front of him right now. Surely, she was at her summer job, not standing here, holding a basket.

Surprise quickly evolved into concern, and she lightly frowned. “Are… you okay? I figured you would be out, so I was gonna… drop this off.” The basket in her hands was gently lifted.

He shook his head and finally snapped out of it, his face lighting up with a genuine smile. “What’re you doing here, gal? I mean, dropping this off, obviously, but… you came all the way over here?”

She shyly nodded, her face turning light pink. “I… yeah. I need to get back to work, but I wanted to bring this over for you. In case it’s helpful while you’re training.” She lifted both hands to offer the basket to him.

Their fingers briefly brushed when he grasped the handle, and he hoped that his face didn’t look as warm as it felt. “You didn’t have to do that, Lexi. But thank you all the same; you’re so amazing.”

It was her turn to shake her head, bashful as always. She was so cute.

“Well, you are! And nothing will change my mind.” Derek grinned, boyish and charming in one fell swoop. “Did you want to come in? Wait, no. Duh. Sorry, you have to get back to work. Do you want me to walk you there?”

Lexi bit her lower lip briefly, mulling over his question, but she shook her head. “Thanks, but it’s okay. You should rest! It’s a lot of hard work, what you’re doing. And you’re gonna make it, I know it.”

The way her eyes shone with pride made him want to run another lap and hide in a hole simultaneously. She really believed in him, and it was humbling. Derek nodded. “I mean, yeah, it’s… a lot sometimes, but I’m fine! Don’t worry about me. You get back to work, okay? You can text me when you’re done if you want. I always like hearing about your day.”

Stop rambling, Suárez, and let the poor lady go.

He cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck. “Thanks again, though. Your food’s always so good.”

“You’re too nice. And you’re welcome!” she chirped, looking adorably pleased at the compliment even as she deflected it.

They awkwardly stood there for a long moment, trying to figure out how to say goodbye. Lexi finally broke the tension with a meek wave. “I’ll text you later, then.”

Derek chuckled and nodded. “Yeah, sounds good. Talk to you later, Lexi!”

Her sweet smile was the last thing he saw before she quietly walked down the hallway to the elevators.

He gently closed the door, leaned his forehead against it, and sighed, frustrated. Why was time never on his side? One day, he’d tell her how he felt. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too late…

The basket was set on the coffee table, and he plopped down on the couch, curious to see what she had baked for him this time. Once the cloth was untied and he peered in, he couldn’t help but laugh hollowly as he recounted how much of it he had eaten for breakfast.

“…Bread. It had to be bread.”

[mvalentine]

everytime i re-read this book i get more and more annoyed at how underrated it is….. like they make me so mentally ill. you guys just don’t get it!

[am0ngtheb0nes]

There’s something special about the memories made in a breath of sunlight.

[ivarismaybecrazy]

EVERYONE SHUT UP SAUSAGE IS IN MCC. I REPEAT MYTHICALSAUSAGE IS IN MCC, WITHER ROSE ALLIANCE TEAM WHEN.

[diah-the-demon]

well that battle lasted so much shorter with the support character omg

[ddagent]

To be Bee MacAvoy. To be the daughter of survivors, final girls, third-acters. To have three locks on the door and never go out after dark. Seventeen years of waiting for your parents' boogeyman to crash through the door. Yours finds you on a canyon trail; his knife finds you twice. Lucky, lucky number thirteen. But then comes the waiting. Eleven months, one week, two days of walking around in the corpse of your former self, unable to tell anyone what happened. Not wanting to hurt your family. Not wanting to bring it all back. But the boogeyman arrives and this time you are ready.

To be Bee Stafford. You've left the world of your parents behind, found a new family. A new purpose. They needed a missing piece and you fit the puzzle. But it's not too last. You're a final girl, after all, and the monsters find you again. Lucky, lucky number thirteen. But for a time you embrace it. You help people, people like you. Take on the monsters; save others from your fate. You are Bernie and, for three months, two weeks and six days, you are happy. Content. Until there is someone you cannot save and you realise it is better to lock yourself away lest those you love suffer the consequences of your curse.

To be Elizabeth Strode. To be a facade of a person, with a husband and a legal career. To have a string of interests opposite to yours. You think, sometimes, it is better this way. But then you meet the Kid. Sixteen years old, with the blood of three friends on her hands and a killer at her heels. You don't think. You intervene. This is the moment you stop being Elizabeth Strode. Every decision afterwards cements it. Saving the Kid. Reconnecting with Sam and Grayson. Going to Maine to rescue Mina. Jumping in an ice cold lake, with a broken arm, to rescue Mina. Oliva. Morgan. Lexi. You suffer, but its worth it.

You are who you are. Bernie fucking Doyle. The boogeyman is afraid of you.

To be Morgan Hull. To be constantly paying for the sins of your father, moving from town to town when anyone finds out your name, still unable to reconcile the image of your dad - the one who taught you to ride a bike and picked you up from the movies - with the monster the world says he is. To never receive sympathy when the monsters come for you, with blood on the stage and a wound in your side. Karma they say. Justice they say. Even though you were a child when he committed these abhorrent things. So you retreat. Hide behind aliases; work from home. Stay close to your mother and your brothers and the rhetoric that it wasn't your dad. It's a mistake. But it wasn't a mistake. And it's not a mistake when your brothers follow your father, rivalling his body count. But you're not one of them. You're not the boogeyman. You're a final girl and its about fucking time you accepted that.

Things change. You find people. People just like you. And all of a sudden you have friends, and a job with a purpose, and sisters and a niece and you find yourself enveloped into a family who loves you, knowing all that came before. You even meet someone. He's warm, and funny, and brings you food from his restaurant when you're working late. He wears his scars on the outside while yours are all internal, a shredded heart stapled together. But it's not too last. His monster was your first, and you suddenly realise that you will always be paying for the sins of your father.

[the-devils-girl94]

When Their Shy S/O Asks To Do It: Asmodeus 💋

((Finally I put up something dedicated to Asmodeus. I have so many fics for him but I have never gotten round to finishing nor posting them. Hope you guys enjoy Asmo's part! I probably made him a bit OOC in this...))

Warning: Slightly smutty, OOC Asmodeus, heavily suggestive

"Alright, you can do this," you cheered yourself on in your thoughts. In your hands, your thumbs hovered over the onscreen keyboard on your DDD. You put it down and dropped your head into your hands, letting out a frustrated sigh. For the past 20 minutes you've been trying to send a message to your boyfriend, Asmodeus.

The message? Well...

Thinking of the contents of your message, your thighs clenched together in need. Contrary to your pure and shy nature, dirty thoughts have been popping into your head about what you want Asmodeus to do to you. And it was hard to will these thoughts away due to Asmo's flirtatious nature. His constant whispers of sweet nothings and praises that he speaks into your ears slowly teeters you away from the good path. And it never matters where he does it, whether in public, private, or in the presence of his brothers. His salacious touch leaves trails of fire on your skin, tempting you so deliciously. He drives you absolutely crazy.

But he's also so patient and listens to you dutifully. You've never asked him to take care of your desires before, not having enough courage in you to do so. Instead, it's always been him who initiates, asking for your consent to touch you and blow your entire world.

It was only natural that you started to think of it as being somewhat unfair to Asmodeus to always let him start things.

So this is what you've been struggling with...

And it's not like you haven't tried before, but once you start to ask, you pull away saying that it's nothing important, bottling up your sexual frustration.

You finally shook your head, slapping your cheeks with both hands as you fill yourself with determination.

Picking up your DDD again, you finally sent a message to Asmodeus and waited with bated breath for his reply.

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

Bored.

Asmodeus was bored to death. Never in his life has he ever been so filled with boredom at a party. With the lively chatter and music abundant, Asmodeus just felt no need to be social. Of course, he kept his charming smile as many of his adoring fans greeted him and tried desperately to stick to his side. However, even they couldn't lift his tired spirits. He thought it was about time for him to leave this party since he wasn't having any fun, but then his phone chirped.

He pulled it out from his back pocket, his lock screen flashing in his face.

My Darling MC followed by numerous heart and kiss emojis popped up on screen. It made a gleeful smile turn up on his face to see your gorgeous face lighting up his screen. He immediately went to his messages, ready and hurrying to reply back to you.

He was stopped, however, once he read your message though. It read:

Hi, Asmo. This is a bit embarrassing to say, and I don't mean to be a bother since you're away at a party and all, but if you see this by any chance, I wanted to tell you that I'm really horny. I'll be waiting for you back home.

He almost couldn't believe his beautiful eyes. He read your message over and over, trying to convince himself that it wasn't a dream. You were initiating...Asmo had to control the blush that was creeping up to his neck. His imagination ran wild with all the possibilities of coming home to finding you in various states of undress. Though, even if you were fully clothed, you wouldnt be for long.

He chuckled to himself, his fans swooning over the melodic sound. He turned to them, upping his charm to another level. "Sorry, darlings! Your favorite demon has to go now. I promise to spend more time with you later, bye-bye~," he sung, waving at his saddened fans as he walked away.

As soon as he left out the door, Asmodeus did something he never thought he'd do. He ran home.

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

Back at home, you were still waiting for Asmo's reply. It had been well over fifteen minutes since you sent it, and you were overthinking about if the message was too much or if he had even seen it. You stared at your phone with anxious eyes until you were startled by the sound of your door slamming open. Suddenly you were being embraced by strong arms and a squealing voice calling your name.

"MC~," squealed Asmodeus as he squeezed you in his arms. "Did my eyes deceive me!? Are you really horny for me, my darling?"

Heat rose to your cheeks at his words and you squeaked, "A-Asmo!"

Asmodeus giggled, but he pestered you. "Are you, my sweet?"

To which you buried your reddened face into his chest and muffled out an embarrassed yes. Though you couldn't see it, Asmodeus smiled at you, his soft features becoming more soft as his eyes stared at your soft hair with love. He released you from his tight embrace and you were going to protest as you wanted to hide some more, but you were pulled back in for a deep kiss.

You gasped, giving Asmo the opportunity to tease your tongue with his. You were reminded of the fiery heat that was building up inside you before when you desperately wanted Asmodeus. And here you had him. His slender hands guiding your arms to link around his neck, and those same hands finding their way under your shirt, taking ample interest in your perky nipples.

You broke away from the kiss to whine as his fingers pinched and flicked away at them, arching your back into his touch. He licked his lips, savoring your sweet taste. His sweet MC. He brought his lips to your ear to whisper,

"I'm going to make sure to savor this moment, darling. I'm going to give you every part of me and take things slow tonight. I hope you're ready, MC~."

[beamycomet]

The final update (At least for now) for My Siren Crush Remix is out now on itch.io and with it, I finally remade Lexi's entire route in Ren'Py!

I just wanted to say a big thank you for your support with this project. It means a lot to me!

Here are the patch notes.

[devildom-doll]

Obey Me RP/Ask blog Masterlist (Part 1)

-> Part 2 Here <-

Sep 6 Update: so apparently you can only @ 50 people per post. I never knew that until now. So a Part 2 has been made. Thank you everyone!! :3

Nov 5 Update: I deleted deactivated blogs, so if there is room, I'll place new blogs here, otherwise they go onto part 2, thank you ^^

Characters:

MC 🐏: @ask-sheepmc / @demonluvr69 / @mc-not-goldie / @mmmmccccc / @anxious-yuki

Lucifer 🍷: @lucifer-morningst4r / @avatar-of-pride / @starofpride

Mammon 💰: @the-great-mammon-01

Leviathan 🎮: @l3v1uhthan / @rurihana

Satan 📚: @c4tan / @stn-tmblr

Asmodeus 💄: @asm0b4by

Beelzebub 🍔: @lord-of-burgers / @b33lzhungry

Belphegor 💤: @ask-belphegor / @belphegor-sleepytime

Lilith 🪽: @8th-sisterlilith

Diavolo 👑: @l0rddiav010 / @thefalsetyrant

Barbatos 💚: @ask-barbatos

Luke 👼: @luketheangel

Simeon 🖋️: @devildomsimeon

Solomon 🪄: @s0l0th3w1s3

Thirteen 💀: @thirt33n-the-reaper / @solomon-hater-13

Mephistopheles 📰: @thedemonnobleman

Raphael 🏹: @raphaeltheseraphim

Michael 💍: @mxchaelsdiary / @michaeltheseraphim

Father ✝️: @celestial-realm-leader

Ruri Hana 🌷: @the-magical-ruri-chan

Little D No. 2 😈💰: @little2ndd

Pets:

Cerberus 🐾: @pridesdog

Satan’s Cat (one of many) 🐱: @wrathskitty

Objects (yes really):

Belphie’s Pillow 🐄: @belphies-pillow-kun

OCs:

@lexis-ackerman , @ask-oliver-the-demonom , @jelly-anddemon-lover , @wellcome-to-chaos

Descendants: @pridesson , @luv4j3llyfish , @lovelyyaliza , @moneyluvsdamien , @aspenthetwin , @cynthiathebettertwin , @thestarandtheghost , @joy-yeah , @devildom-persephone ,

ideas for other characters to RP -> 💜💜

Make sure they are active in 2024 :’)

[mentallhealthmatters]

Probably late but... (Long rant ahead)

https://www.tumblr.com/mentallhealthmatters/766237584051552256/like-fuck-you-shelby-this-guy-had-a-buuunch-of

“This is a 'I don't trust you guys, you weren't my friends,' move. This is 'you guys supported her, even quietly,' this is 'yeah no one fucking talked to him to hear his side of the story' move.”

Oh I have my thoughts and opinions on this and of people wishing or hoping that Wilbur still has friends or is still friends with those that used to be on that friend list. (the MCYT/Streamer Sphere) They are just setting themselves up for nothing but disappointment.

It wouldn't surprise me if everyone from the MC community - even those closest to him - abandoned him, in fact, I'm expecting it. Tommy private/unlisted his Wilbur Return “If I annoy Wil” VOD and even one or more of his YouTube videos that featured Wilbur (Like the Sims one). Philza unfollowed him everywhere, removed everything from his Twitch that even hinted at Wilbur, and he might be modding for Shelby (not 100% sure about that). Hell, he also probably got rid of some videos on his YouTube channel. Molly (Tommy's girlfriend) streamed with Lexie. (I think this was after the allegations) And isn't Lexie an ableist, claiming to be a victim of narcissistic abuse, which I hope she is able to heal but claiming all those with NPD are inherently corrupt or abusers because of a disorder they didn't ask for is just wrong. 

Sidenote/Mini-Rant: Saying "People with NPD will never get better because they lie to their therapists.” Is just so toxic and ableist in my opinion. 1) While NPD can’t be cured, it can be treated, and saying those with NPD will never get better discourages them from seeking those treatments. 2) Only a medical professional, psychiatrist, psychologist, or an expert on NPD can make a diagnosis, not Twitch streamers. 3) NPD and other similar disorders are extremely stigmatized and doing this is just going to make it harder for people with those disorders.

Not to mention all the ones who jumped on the hate bandwagon to throw in their two cents or those who just bashed him, Minx and Billzo for example jumping on the bandwagon: Minx was at a party at his house, saw him and Shelby(?) arguing, tried to insert herself - got denied - then later when Wilbur was heading to the bathroom because he drank too much. She followed him into the bathroom to hold his hair back (never mind that his hair is too short to be held back) Wilbur being drunk, assumed she was trying to harm him, got angry at her, and told her to leave, calmed down, and apologize and said she didn't have to leave, yet she chose to leave anyway. But according to Minx, he’s still somehow the bad guy because he got angry thinking she was trying to hurt him while drunk, she isn't a victim of anything. Billzo handcuffed Wilbur without his consent or permission to a railing(?) as a joke and threw the keys away. Then Wilbur tells or asks him to let him go making it very clear that he didn’t want this nor find the "joke" funny, only for Billzo to inform him that they don’t have the keys and set the cuffs to the tightest setting while Wil’s panicking. So of course this makes Wil panic more til he yells at Bill to find the keys. And somehow people are making Wilbur the bad guy because he yelled, while Bill was the one who restrained him, put the cuffs as tightly as possible, and laughed at him. Wilbur had every right to yell at him! (I would have) And Wilbur apologized to Bill for yelling at him!

And the others, many of whom admitted themselves that they weren't close to or knew Wilbur all that well like Aimsey, Tubbo, Harry, and Max (Didn’t Will need to be reminded by Tommy who Max was at one point?) all of which were very fast to condemn and attack Wilbur but when Beau came out about her story about being kissed without consent (might be more to that) by Snikrep, someone a majority of them hang out with, suddenly they're distancing and excusing themselves. Didn’t Aimsey make a statement on Twt saying she didn’t associate with the guy, only for a recent photo to drop that had both of them hanging out together in it, and then she deleted her statement on Twitter? Weren't Harry or Max (or both) caught on a previous stream where they were making fun/jokes about Beau and her story/situation? Isn't Harry friends with KitWisp and Snikrep who have also been accused of domestic abuse and sexual assault? I’m unaware if anything happened to them. (I think Snikrep is still editing for Tommy) It shows how performative and self-centered their activism and support for victims is. (Correct me if any of the above info is wrong or if you have more to add. I'm recalling all this from memory.)

Hypocrites, they’re hypocrites. “With friends like these, who need enemies" is a saying for a reason. 

I highly doubt he will even glance in Minecraft’s direction or touch it with a 50-foot pole because of all those people previously mentioned, even if he still likes the game itself. 

Wilbur deserves better. Better friends and better people to spend his time with. He needs people who will help him improve, not drop him as soon as the public deems it or when it's not profitable. I believe that it’s best he's gotten rid of all his MCYT "friends" as well. If all of them were willing to use his downfall to boost their reputations and careers, then he's so much better without them. He has worth outside of them and deserves more than them as much as I miss his friendship and dynamic with them. (SBI my beloved)

Besides, Wilbur being in a niche-y band with a small music channel on the side suits him more than being a Minecraft content creator. I say this as someone who found him via his Minecraft content and enjoyed it more than his band. (I like his band/songs, I just enjoyed his content more)

Plus Wilbur's biting habit is fixable, it can be helped. It's not something he kept secret, everyone knew about his biting habit and knew it was something he had done for years. I know change can be challenging, and be a long, slow, and difficult process. But what matters is that he keeps trying! That looks to be what he’s trying to do, with his last post on Twt, with him going to therapy and changing his lifestyle a bit. It's hard to stop a long-term issue or habit that started in childhood, like his biting habit (Old habits die hard) but none of them seem willing to try and help him change or improve himself. You should at least try, you'll probably get kicked and scratched in the process but that's what friends do: try to help each other. (Keyword: TRY. Don't keep burning yourself at both ends of the candle for someone who is unwilling to change. But Wilbur seems to be trying/willing.)

Even if Wilbur and some of his old friends somehow reunite or reconnect sometime down the line, if they can make amends, and rebuild the bridges burnt, those bridges aren't going to be what they were previously. They could only - at most - look similar but never be the same.

Only bridge id encourage being rebuilt is Quackity. *fuck* everyone else. But thats less i care about wilbur and have deemed Quackity to be the only one worth redeeming, but Wilbur is a crucial key to things id like to see from Quackity in upcoming plots and plans, and shelby burned that bridge. The story can still be told, but a name would have been omitted and i rather it not be.