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[cyberpunkaddict]

Venia @lilacmox's OC 💙

[moxiedoll]

Who wants a trans girlfriend? 💕

[ssstarlighttt]

PEDESTALS part six: skyrocket

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[sashanels]

[livseses]

Ugh, fucking trauma...

Me: Ooh I would really like to interact with that friend.

Also me: Yeah but what if they fucking hate you for it?

Me: Well shit. I guess I hadn't thought of that. Guess I better shut tf up and agonize over the stuff i wanted to talk about.

-Faye

[binxdoesgaming]

im looking at it and im think its either "Moh-Toe" like in motor or "Mot-oh" pronounced like the word motto.

Regardless, I'd imagine people making a dumb "Toe-may-toe, ta-ma-toe" joke with his last name and he just looks on with complete and utter contempt because it has been done to death by this point.

Moxy stock images from Alamy and Imago

It says they were provided by Cartoon Network and "Everett Collection Inc."

They tag the character with "Moxy Moto", so this is likely his official full name :)

[strikersexhaver]

ACTUALLY ABOUT MY BRACELET REQUEST!

Can you do it with other characters as well? Preferably blitzø, moxie, millie, loona, octavia, and stolas?

It can be romantic or platonic, whichever you're more comfortable with or which suits the character more.

Thank you again babes <3333

(A/N) I love me some Striker, but I need to write some different characters LMAO! DW HE’S STILL IN HERE- I gotcha covered, I only write Via platonically however just as a heads up for anyone who wants more content of her specifically!

Helluva Characters with S/O giving them a bracelet!

Blitzo 🐎

You were crafting a little bracelet for Blitzø, as a thank you for bringing you into this family- IMP, was like a newfound home for you.

Even if it was a business, the co-workers were great- (even Loona- at times)

You even started a relationship with Blitzø, there’s a lot of hard moments with it sometimes but you still loved him and he still loved you.

Even if the idea of love scared him.

Hell, it did to you too sometimes- but you wanted to show him, regardless you’d be there for him thick and thin.

You crafted this bracelet that had charms of things that reminded you of him.

From Blitzø’s love of horses, to the IMP crew itself- plus that fancy revolver he carries around.

You thought of charms that represented little inside jokes you two had. The whole sha’ bang.

It was great! You thought before slowly getting a tad bit anxious, you know it’s unlikely but maybe would he turn it down if it seemed too unprofessional even for him?

Would people not take him seriously if he had this on? Or? Maybe he just- wouldn’t like it?

Your thoughts weren’t allowed to fester too much as you were startled at the sound of a door bursting open.

It was the one and only, Blitzø coming in with a smile on his face and sparkles in his eye.

“You’ll never believe what just happened- I got to pet- a pony! There was one outside, just chillin’ about and I got my chance to pet it- it ran away, but still got the chance too!” He rambled on, “I even drew it.”

He showed you a picture of a pony, you chuckled and smiled before you were able to say a word he slid over to you.

“Oh whatcha doing?” He looked over your shoulder and you tried hiding the bracelet.

“Making a bracelet-“ you said, testing the waters to see how he’d react.

“What type of bracelet? If it’s a friendship bracelet- I’ll be offended if there’s not one for me- just sayin’ no pressure of course.” He jest, you think.

You took that as the A-okay to hand him the bracelet you were crafting for him, rocking back and fourth with a grin on your face.

He took the bracelet as his smile got smaller, with a soft genuine grin.

“I- Wow- this- really was for me-“ he turned the bracelet to see the charms and his tail gave a small wag,

“Heh it even has the horses I showed you.. “ he scratched his neck, then he perked up with an ever larger grin.

“I’m gonna show this to Mox and Mills, they’re gonna be jealous I bet you right now-!”

He grabbed your hand and rushed out of the room with you, you smiled that he enjoyed it so much and you saw how he kept it on him at all times.

Even in fights- that made you the happiest demon in hell…

Millie 🪓

You thought about making something for Mills for a while kle now, but one of the main thing you thought of was- the main thing you knew how to do well for others.

Bracelets! You went out to get some charms, even made a few to fit her.

Getting one that was her iconic axe, a few things that reminded her of home and a black heart charm like the one on her shoulder.

You tried to make it a sweet as she was, yet fiery too because she was.

Making a little special thing for her made you happy, but it started feeling childish in some ways.

Dear Satan, when did anyone do this- outside of childhood? Y’all were adults now and, it felt kiddish to do this.

You debated on keeping it to yourself to save away from the embarrassment of giving it to her.

You scratched your head and sighed, looking around before putting away in a drawer.

Eventually you went off to do something else forgetting about for a while.

Till one day, you asked Millie to grab something for you out of your little work-station / desk, while you were distracted with what you were currently doing, you heard the pause of the searching of drawers.

Before you heard a gasp and her walking towards you-

“Did ya’… make this for me?” She looked at you with a large grin,

You blushed looking at the bracelet before nervously nodding.

“Y-yeah- it was supposed to be for you- I didn’t think you’d like it so I left it in ther-“

“Don’t like? Shug’ I love it! Anythin’ from ya’ I like? Ain’t cha’ realize that by now-!” she kissed your cheek with a smile before putting it on, doing a twirl while looking at her wrist.

“It’s so cute,” her tail wagged and she hugged you joyfully.

“I’m glad you like it!”

“I love it!” She peppered your face with kisses as she kept looking at it.

She loved it and you, to you- you wished you had given it earlier!

Moxxie 🎭

Moxxie’s a sweetheart, and a passionate fella everyone knew that- especially you.

He made you smile, you to him and you loved hearing his voice as he passionately talked about the things he loved.

From theater to weaponry, anything really.

He liked that you listened to him, and didn’t tell him to be quiet on the things he liked as other demons did.

You two got together, and it couldn’t be better!

But one day you decided to put that all together and put into a bracelet as appreciation for him.

Using charms on the bracelets, from theaters he personally liked the most- one of his favorites being Phantom of the Opera.

You used the mask of that as a little charm, then you put a few sniper model charms on it too.

Making it a little themed one of him! For extra measure, you added a cute small bowtie charm as well.

Putting in love and adoration into the bracelet.

You got picky with it however, and personally kept readjusted things to make it better.

Before having a frustrated sigh and breathing out a whisper to yourself saying, “how could he like this?”

Moxxie heard you as he passed by you-

“Not like what?” He said with a curious yet comforting tone, he walked over to you and pur a hand on your shoulder.

“Hey if- anyone doesn’t like what you do for them- that’s on them, okay? It’s on them, I like what you do- I like anything you do.” He smiled at you and you looked at his smile, his contagious grin that made you even smile a bit.

You nodded,

“Thanks Mox, it’s just- I made this for you and-“ you handed the bracelet off to him.

He looked at it and a wide grin came on his face,

“This is incredible- the detail on this! The little- the little- is that the mask from, oh my- this is amazing!” He put it on still looking at it.

“Thank you-!” he gave you a sugar sweet hug and his tail wagged as his leg bounced up and down.

You hugged back and smiled, holding him tight as you were happy this happened.

How just a little mutter he paid attention to, and how he proved to you regardless he’ll like anything and be there through anything with you. 💕

Loona 🐺

Loona you’ve always known to have a soft side underneath that aggressive and mean exterior, because she’s opened to you like that

She also can be an adorable dork, at times. It’s cute you’ve always liked that.

When you two got into a relationship, she was over the moon and happy about it- it wouldn’t be uncommon for her to even wag her tail when looking at you.

She’s even tried her best during arguments to calm down and not be mean, which is for her a lot of effort.

Albeit, today when you tried making her a bracelet you got a bit anxious she wouldn’t like it. Although you put as much love you had into it, putting all the things she liked into it.

Things you picked up with her, her enjoyments, her likings, plus all of the sweet things you two shared all into one as charms.

You had the beads be based on her eyes and fur, the colors of the moon.

You liked it and smiled at it, unfortunately you got a bit timid with showing her- you’ve seen how much she can dislike something.

Remembering that few times she’s smashed items she disliked because it pissed her off.

Even though she’s never expressed or acted like that to you, you fear if there ever is a day where that happens to you.

You looked at the bracelet and then looked at the reference image you used for the beads of you and Loona, you smiled at it then looked away.

Sighing you got up, with Loona you always have to try, in relationships in general you always have to try- she always tried, she did and you loved her for trying.

So, you got your courage and gave her the bracelet when you two met on your next date.

She looked at it, her tail started wagging erratically and her eyes widened with adoring shock.

She smiled, with her puppy eyes- she hugged you while trying to find the words to say.

“You know how much I love these little things! It has oh- you remembered that?” She chuckled, patting your back having her tail wag still.

“I look terrible for not giving you a gift this time, ugh- next date you’ll see-“

You smiled and hugged her, she perked up her body and her ears did.

She hugged back and her tail wrapped around you, the date went off to a great start- and if you wanna know it went great even till the end~ 💕

Octavia 🦉 🪄

You were friends with Via for a long time now, pretty much being buds for life.

You two shared everything together, whenever Stolas got on her nerves or Stella- even just them together in general she was able to vent her frustrations to you then you the same to her.

You the same to her, she may have been pessimistic in situations but you brought out a certain optimism in her that she thought she couldn’t really bring back up since her situation with her parents.

You two were close, like two peas in a pod, and you honestly- forgot you two didn’t have anything like symbolizing that like other friends do.

Like friendship necklaces or friendships bracelets, so you made the ladder.

You bought some beads and charms, then got to work.

You made it based on astrology. One thing you knew she adored was the stars, always the stars, both her and her father had in common was that.

You even remember talking to her dad about them at one point with Via.

You finished the bracelet and smiled, before running off to hand it to Octavia whenever you had the chance to.

You made one of your own too, to match with her.

You feared a bit not from what Octavia thought but what Stella would think, because from what you know she’s picky on appearances and might pick at the bracelet and get her daughter in trouble.

So when you gave it to Via you reassured her you didn’t have to wear it all the time, maybe not even at all but just know that you’ll always be her friend.

She let out a happy hoot when she saw it and shook her head no

“Are you crazy? I’m literally gonna wear this- all the time! I love this, it’s amazing! I think my dad would like this too-“ She looked over it and put it on.

She hugged you, then took a photo of you two wearing them in a selfie.

Then posting it to her Voxstagram, smiling at this.

“Literally do not care if anyone- even my mum talks about it, I’m wearing this. It matches with my favorite shirt too!”

She hooted again and smiled, you were thrilled when she said that and happy about it- scared she’d get in trouble but regardless you two just knew you’d be there for her even if something like that happened. ✨

Stolas 🦉 ✨

The way Stolas was, he honestly was appreciative of really- any nice thing that came to him.

His plants, his daughter, not his wife, and well- you.

He smiled at when you told him lovely things and he didn’t know how to respond, like how handsome he looked that day or how sweet he was.

His feathers puffed up- plus his heart skipped many beats, smiling at you with stars in his eyes. A faint blush over his face.

He was a passionate person with a loving heart that was just- something he wasn’t able to use, especially with his wife happening.

A relationship with you was controversial with the Goetia family, but he could care less as there wasn’t love in his ‘relationship’ with his wife anyway.

He smiled at the happiness he had with you.

You did too, it made you happy to see him happy and having instead of yearning for something positive.

You decided at one day, something small to give him would make him thrilled.

You made a bracelet that used a makeshift fake vine tying the bracelet together, with purple and blue beads.

Whilst using star-like charms on it to add to it altogether.

You spent a while on it, trying to make it look as fancy as possible to fit with his starry theme.

You got unsure if it would suit him or- if- if he would get in more trouble with Stella because of this.

It was lingering in the back of your head, but you wanted to give it to him because you know on weekends he’s lonely.

As weekends, Via is taken by Stella to her home.

So, during that time you visited him and as he welcomed you in with a smile. He was in his robe and you can tell he was- not doing the best that day.

You decided this was the best- you gave him the bracelet and he gave a loud hoot.

He took it and put it on without hesitation.

“You… made this… for me? Oh my, this is lovely- thank you, I’m cherishing this for the rest of eternity I swear-“

He smiled,

“You truly brighten my days even on the worst ones- i swear…”

He kneeled down (or just didn’t) to kiss you passionately and hug you tight spinning you around.

Stolas did NOT care if his wife got angered by it, he was getting a divorce anyway- let her be mad.

Striker 🐍

The gunslinging cowboy of the wild Wrath, you were surprised that you were able to date him.

With how prideful he was, and how confident he was- plus he was wanted (legally) and by other demons. So him looking at you, made your heart flutter.

He liked you, hell- he loved you, found you different and unique to other demons.

When you let him into your life and you into his, he gave you a wild ride. From his job, to at home, anytime was a fun time with him. He let you know how much you loved him.

You smiled at him whenever you’ve seen him.

But this day, he was at work- off killing someone you luckily did not know.

You decided to make him a bracelet, something that was reminiscent of his cowboy and western loving style.

Having it be less- fancy, and more down-to-hell.

You added the snake theme to it with the bracelet itself, then added a charm of a demon horse (more resembling Bombproof)

His hat, plus little additions of his favorite western movies you found from stores. Thankful that they had it-

You looked at it, you knew he probably wouldn’t wear it in in public all too often.

Especially on the job, because looking intimidating and seeming so, was important- you didn’t mind that. What you did fear was if it- wasn’t good enough for him.

You knew how much his appearance meant to him, how much he avoided the idea of being soft or vulnerable.

So maybe that this bracelet would refuse that for you, you sighed when you realized that.

Little did you know- because you were so focused- he came home early and surprised you, by kissing you on the cheek and holding you from behind.

“Heya’ darlin’-“ he grinned, resting himself in your neck and having his tail rattle with a low hiss of satisfaction.

“I missed ya’ all damn day, fuck ya’ got no idea- this bitch refused to fuckin’ die-“

You chuckled a bit,

“Wouldn’t anyone?”

“Well ya’ but- it would’ve been less painful if they did-“ his tail lowered down.

You looked up at him, then the bracelet, and he looked down at you.

“Whatcha’ got there?”

You smiled nervously, then showed him the bracelet.

Looking at his face for his reaction.

He smiled and took the bracelet.

“I wanted to make you something, since I had the time to-“ he cut you off with a kiss and lifted you up, his tail wagged and rattled.

“Darlin’ I fuckin’ love you,” he peppered your face in kisses with a grin on his face.

“I knew you’d love those movies!” He cackled which brought a smile to your flustered face.

“I can’t wear it all the time but… do me a favor and wear it for me when I’m not around, ya’ got piece of me nailed down into a band,” he smiled a bit before pulling you to him.

You know he loved you and you him, this just made it even better for both of you 💕

[solar-sunnyside-up]

hey! sorry to bother you, but is there anything a teen without transportation in a rural area can do on their own? im pretty isolated, and theres barely anything around me.

Hey ya sprout ��

**A disclaimer Punk comes with some risk socially. Particularly if your in a rural area this risk goes up bc people Know You and also typically these spaces have a different vibe to alt ppl in general. Some activities are more or less risky and I'll try and do my best to give you a range of stuff from the whole spectrum! Of course this is a generalization of rural areas. Some palaces will be more cool then others depending in so many factors I couldn't go into here**

Rural solarpunk

Your gunna been to pick a topic, sorry babe. In order to not burn yourself out and in order to feel like you have an impact your gunna have to pick a cause to chip away at but I'll give you ideas! And remember just bc your focusing on one thing doesn't mean your ignoring or not helping others. Everything is interconnected and any help, helps all!

So let's give you some ideas to focus on:

Libraries- as a teen in particular you'll have access to a library at school, but depending on how big your town is you might have a public one as well. Become their biggest supporter! They are a great safe space, even conservative ones are still a good place to go for archiving/loitering purposes. They give you spaces to print stuff, to build clubs and community.

Archiving- if you cannot leave your house due to access you can always do stuff online and hear me out, i know when we do stuff online it feels like half points. Like we arent doing anything. I feel that with this blog, it feels so passive no matter how hard you work youll feel lesser. But Archiving is vital to humans! Think of the anthropologists wholl thank you down the road! Plus it does actually give you a way to have a physical representative of work your doing. Dvds, pirating media and archiving them to drives, collecting vinyls/tapes/cds!

DIY- To fight against fast fashion (although that barely exists in the towns I've been in tbh) and to stick out** you could make your own patches, battlejackets, gloves, etc.. They are statement pieces you can wear whenever your in town/at school/social spaces that ppl know what you stand for and who you are. Depending on who/where you are this might be risky so take what you can bare ok? You don't have to wear these items too you can just make them for later on!

Little libraries/little pantries- in a rural space you have more Gruella tactics you can take if you do them in random abandoned spaces. You could build a waterproof little pantry and stock it and leave info somewhere about it for ppl to drop off/pick up items. Stock it with mittens! With canned goods! With books! You might be able to do a space like this at school/library depending in how cool your town is too!

Zines- You could look into making a zine and even if it's digital you could have the QR code for download in places (stickers on lamp posts, flyers in school bathrooms, hidden in a churches pamphlet stacks >.>) making a zine is a cool task that is time consuming and informative and fun!

Vandalism- like I said you can often print off stuff at Libraries, or usually you can find a place to print stuff off near or at post offices depending on how modern your rural space is. if you have your own printer this will reduce your risk by quite a bit though! Create/find stickers or posters you want to toss across town or even school. I'd recommend starting off with some stickers and see how their handled, dipping your toes is important with these kinda things. If your really feeling it, and you know some abandoned places Moss Graffiti is also a good option! I've know ppl who have converted old abandoned stored to skate parks (I honestly have no idea how they built the ramps out of concrete but damn!! Good job guys!)

Also I'll leave you with 2 book recommendations as well-

Moxie - a RIOT GRRRL story about a girl who gets so fed up with her conservative town she makes a feminist zine and distributes it via girl bathrooms (even having a basically me too stickers and encouraging ppl to put it on boys lockers who have assaulted them). I know there's a movie, didn't seem to capture the same vibe tho so book!

Braiding Sweetgrass - this focuses a lot on reconnecting and adding story to nature around us and having science along side spirituality

[fallenclan]

what map guys? i cannot decide

a. mr. loverman- ivybounce grieves for sleepycloud

b. line without a hook- crowblaze grieves blizzardfang

c. old with you- wholesome moxie x oaktuft

d. black fins- newtscar grieves the other two babes

e. saint bernard- dogs attack/ravenshade *events*

lots of grief sorry pookies. it’s a running theme on this blog.

-🪼

[sketchfanda]

A Little Moxie Love Party

Busty Nerd Gets Imped!

A computer screen flickers on to activation from the POV of a video diary, where we find the freckled nerd girl Daisy Malloy is recording, adjusting the camera before soon facing it to check it was all running smoothly. A quick introduction and she was on a roll stating that for her personal audio visual journal, she was going to perform a demonic ritual of all things. Gesturing to a quite gothic style set up behind all prepped in her dorm room's free space, she explained a science friend of hers online, a smart girl by the name of Janine Herron, sent her saying it would be good for her to let off steam. Given it was Halloween it seemed appropriate and she was rather curious as to whether or not anything of an occult or paranormal and supernatural nature could be proven to be real or have some scientific explanation to it.

Besides which she was assured and guaranteed that there was no risk of losing her soul, only just be sure to have plenty of fluids on hand just in case especially with this being her first time. That said, the recording played on as she performs the ritual according to its instructions and lights the master central candle, before the grand theatrical like effects began to come into play, the mood rising to an eeire and tense atmosphere. And then there seemed to be.....well nothing which got the geeky girl thinking she was be being pranked, only for a sudden eruption of light and the smell of sulfur as a hazy red mist blew in, flooding the room. She is scared at first, but stops when she sees the person standing there is Moxxie, wearing a cat costume and holding a candy bucket,

Moxxie going trick or treating with his wife in the human world at the time, looking utterly adorable in his costume even with the snarky annoyed look on his face which made it clear this wasn’t the first time he’d been inconvenienced. He had himself a look around, feeling puzzled to find himself in a rather plain looking college dorm compared to Satanic goth girls or a certain horny size queen family until he sees the shocked nerd. Not noticing the still recording webcam as he took in her details, Daisy was like the textbook picture for a definition of the word Nerd and her lab geek get up only helped add to the image. Overall especially when compared to past summoners, even a brainiac like Janine, Daisy seemed more like a tame girl next door type who was likely doing this out of curiousity and a dare.

Shrugging as he sighs, the thespian imp simply rolled his and said "let's get this over with" in a matter of fact matter which made it all too clear what was expected of him at this point. A pretty girl was curious and horny, he was called here so it was time to up and make sweet fuck. The Imp placed his candy bucket to rest on the floor and proceeded to move towards her ans though Daisy was scared at first, she started to relax as Moxie kissed her which soon lead to a make out session. The modestly cute bookworm gasping and moaning As moxie pulled off her top, only to get quite a surprise to literally hit him in the face as her supposedly flat chest ballooned outwards, revealing that she was incredibly stacked.

To say Daisy was embarrassed would be putting it mildly but before she could apologise and explain, the imp was suddenly assaulting her big tits with a burst of lust and desire. Licking, sucking and kissing those milk-tanks as he groped and squeezed them in his talented little hand, the nerd babe feeling her nerves becoming flooded with pleasure as that mouth and tongue worked some wicked sexy magic on her jugs. It was all so unreal as she felt her arousal skyrocket to a point she found her hands scrambling to undo and get Moxxie out of that cat costume (which he seriously looked adorable in, if he was at one of those furry conventions there was no doubt he'd swarmed with hugs and kisses). Her glasses steaming up as she laid sight upon that raging hard cock of his soon as he was naked, finding her usually academic brain hitting switches she never even knew it had which caused her to become a full on horny little bitch in heat

It was no wonder then she was soon naked herself, making out with the imp before she had him sitting on the bed as she got him worked up with a titfuck. Proving she wasn't a clueless ignorant virgin about matters relating to sex that weren't in a textbook, criminy if people even got a glimpse of her search histories or her secret drives full of porn!! Feeling her pussy gush and soak her thighs and the floor underneath in response to the pulse and twitch of the imp's cock between the meaty marshmallow warmth of her titanic titties, kissing and licking the exposed, pistoning tip thrusting between the cleavage valley. The taste of his pre overwhelming her and further letting her sex drive take hold of her, plunging her further into the need to fuck.

It was only natural then that she and and the imp got right down to fucking like the rutting beasts they were, going deep and hard with passionate wanton abandon. The dorm room echoing with the sounds of passion and primal rhythm that only skin slapping on skin could generate with Moxxie and Daisy going through a multitude of positions and spaces available within the modest student space. Among them being a rare act of petty spite from the busty nerd girl as she even had Moxxie bang her on her roommate's bed, as payback for that slutwhore cow bringing boys into her room one time too many and being rude to her moments before she'd taken to trying out this personal experiment. Hey who has a bookworm couldn’t hold a grudge?

He was even plowing her while she's on the phone with her brother Davey, who figured out she's currently getting laid and even congratulated her, telling her not to have too much fun. She couldn’t believe she’d actually done something like right out out of those hentai manga and anime like answering a call while getting her brains banged and yet indeed she. And it was hot as all fuck as she moaned and howled from the imp continuing to jackhammer into her snatch with abandon, watching the hypnotic bounce of titanic tits in motion. And to think, they still had so much time to enjoy, it’s a wonder Daisy didn’t feel herself becoming a total bimbo…

A couple of rounds of heavy orgasms later As the two took a break for some drinks, the door to Daisy’s dorm room is suddenly opened as Moxxie is faced with a familiar pair of twins, Shelly and Kelly Perkins, his little erotic encounter from a few missions back, really there was just no mistaking that set of tits and ass on those girls. With both looking shocked at the familiar face of their little lover boy from their cosplay party fun way back and of seeing Daisy, who they thought was a simple nerd, in what was clearly sexual company with a man and were just as surprised at seeing how utterly busty she was. The duo of course reset focus back on Moxxie, who they proceed to pounce on with hugs and kisses, glomming him as they stated how much they’d they missed him and have been trying to get in contact with him. Before proceeding to show just exactly how much they’d missed much to his shock and Daisy’s sudden sense of scarousal…..

Moxxie soon scene to find himself going from fucking one super stack nerd girl to a foursome with said nerd and the notorious Perkins twins with Shelly riding him cowgirl, bouncing her glorious booty on his cock as she was making out with him while Kelly and Daisy m kissed, scissoring as their massive boobs rubbed against one another. Before things proceeded to escalate about as intense as you’d expect this sort of foursome from the imp getting titfuck from Kelly to Shelly sitting on his face as her sister and Daisy gave that big cock of his a double team blowjob. This actioned continues for the rest of the night until the ritual finally wears off, an exhausted Moxxie bamf’d back home to Hell, leaving the three ladies satisfied. Laying together on her bed in a tangle of limbs, naked and sweaty with their skin and holes oozing demonic cum….

The video diary jumped and glitched a bit as it cuts to thenext day, where Daisy is talking about how she and the Perkins twins are friends now. The busty and bootylicious sisters set on taking her on a shopping trip for a makeover, stating that it is criminal that her sexy body isn't on display more. To say nothing of the work they could have done on her face to make it match such a quality figure. Taking her leave as the video end with her blowing a kiss to the camera before she departs as she hears the Perkins girls calling her.

In the office of Skullfuck productions’ boss, Mr.Sketch closed the video he’d just watched after on of his scouts and sent him the link. The flaming floating skull headed Enigma humming as he picked up his cellphone and speed dialled his personal assistant who answered as diligent as ever. He could always count on her to be quick to pick up on a call as soon as she got it. Wasting no time, he got right to the point and spoke up.

Sketch:”Sweetheart, prep up 3 contracts, I just been made aware of a couple of hot little co-eds sin the living world who I think got star material written all over them…..”*One thing the Enigma could always count on was that his little imp rookie had a way of bringing some real prize babes to his attention. And it certainly helped the Perkins twins had some experience and familiarity with the little imp. Enough so thst he had a feeling they’d be more than willing to sign up if it meant being with him again. Everything was coming up Sketchy and how sweet it is……*

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Mystery Imped?!

Now Velma Dinkley wasn't what you'd normally call an impulsive sort of girl but then again when you were an intellectually gifted scholar like herself, who'd graduated and attended college enough times to earn a few notable degrees? That was a given but of course it said a lot that her one circle of friends consisted of quite a misfit group whose sole motivation in life was travelling the country and the world to expose criminals and investigate the supernatural and paranoromal alike. But in this case, she happened to be in the area of a peculiar incident and with the rest of her amigos in Mystery Inc all preoccupied, that left it all up to herself to look into this possible suspicious activity. And it was a real puzzle to say the very least.

One lead she’d investigated involved the county of Coxville, a small town which had been a strange hot spot of activity for a good while especially with rumours of incidents and events that, quite frankly sounded like something out of a cliche porno power fantasy for a BBC fanatic. Women with bodies like they were born to be porn stars having random sexual encounters often with little to no regard to their own marriages or relationships had now seemed to back to normal more or less as if a Curse had been lifted. To say nothing of online rumours about something called the Cult of the Possum, which bore further looking into for sure. And then there was urban legend going around akin to infamy like the candy man or Bloody Mary that involved a demon of all things who stole the hearts of women as he enslaved their bodies with his seductive wiles…

Quite frankly she found it all quite ludicrous, a bunch of tall tales made up by desperate, lonely single women looking for a little sexual thrill and excitement in their lives. But all the same the Mystery Inc bookworm found herself looking into her latest lead, a flyer for a special event hosted by a porn company known as Skullfuck a productions, being held at a local adult film and entertainment convention. To say she was flustered was an understatement, unable to believe herself that bought an actual ticket for this thing and was about to attend this but the things she did and why? Pride, her need to solve mysteries, curiosity?

So that was how Velma came to find herself at this private, exclusive little convention which dedicated itself to media and entertainment of the very adult nature and persuasion. Blushing redder than her own mop of hair as she couldn't believe the outfit she was wearing right now but she knew it was a necessary evil given the dresscode of many of the women here, staff and attendees alike (It was actually puzzling how majority of the crowd was mainly, mostly women with how feminists claimed porn was just for men and that it exploited and took advantage of women). A thong, an orange tube top, highheel pump shoes and a set of fishnet stockings which really hugged her thicc legs and her bodacious booty. Damn it was surprising the sort of body she had under that modest geek chic sense of fashion she tended to wear......

All the same it did the trick as it kept her from sticking out like a sore thumb here, many of the women among the guests and staff varied in all shapes and sizes and really loved to show it off. It’s a wonder most of them didn’t go fully nude though she could feel some of them ogling her and the clapping of her jiggling, fishnet clad booty cheeks which made her body betray her as her thighs became soaked and sticky from her flowing arousal. She was amazed she was actually feeling turned on at all, let alone at being such an exhibitionist but the things she did for cracking a case. Her peculiar state of mind hitting the brakes as she saw a line of women leading to Skullfuck Productions’ convention booth, a sign proudly displaying their logo, a table lined up with a selection of their dvds and Blu-ray and some sort of isolation cube which was what the queue was leading into.

Velma had a distinct impression she could find a lead or some clues as she joined up in the line which moved at a steady enough pace giving her time to fish out and read the convention pamphlet. Now according to the information provided, Skullfuck’s table had included a special challenge for any and all comers to see if they could last a round with their rookie sensation, Mysterious M. If they could match the current record or last long enough until he came first, then they’d be in with a chance to secure a contract with Skullfuck Prod, which to Velma was like something out of a smut fic, women really throwing themselves at some guy for a chance to become porn stars? Yet all the same, going by how the line moved, it seemed none of these amateurs had yet to succeed though judging by how messed up, shaken and sated they seemed, it was worth it.

Velma once again cursed her body being traitorous to her brain as she blushed seeing the small puddle trail she was leaving in her wake, the girl behind her grinning mischievously as she gave the brainiac babe’s booty a smack. Wishing her luck and showing a stamp of approval for the Dinkley girl being honest with her horniness and rocking that outfit and the body it showed off. Which made her bit her lip to suppress a moan as she shuddered from feeling like such a exhibitionist, soon finding herself at the front of the line facing two towering Amazon women dressed similar to secret service agents. One of them handed her a clipboard which held an NDA which made it clear she was consenting to this and being recorded on a camera inside the isolation booth among a few other legal details and requirements.

Much to her own chagrin, the detective girl’s drive to figure out this entangled mystery lewd to her signing her name on the dotted line as she handed the clipboard back. Just in time as the latest “victim” of Mysterious M made her exit, a big Dopey smile on her drooling face as she strode out like she was drunk as the two secret service women gestured her to go on in for her turn. A deep breath and Velma took the plunge, entering the private cubicle to be grated by violet an blue mood lighting and the interior set up like a love hotel and little masked figure in a naked Red Devil costume of sorts. Her glasses steaming up as her senses became overwhelmed with the scent of sex in this confined space and the sight of that raging hard, juice and drool soaked cock…..

Velma wasn’t sure what happened next or the how and why but her brain just seemed to become all hazy all of a sudden, forgetting the original reason she came here. Which was to be expected as sh was pressed up against one of the tinted window walls of the isolation cube, her tube top discard on the floor as her tits were rubbing against the smooth cool surface. Drooling like a slutty bitch in heat as she moaned whorishly from Mysterious M fucking her as he took her from behind, mounted atop her back and holding onto her waist as he pumped and thrust his cock into her sloppy, dribbling pussy. Her asscheeks clapping like thunder with every impact of the little red horned possum’s pelvis and the heavy clit smacking sway of his crimson balls causing her immaculate brain to drown with a tidal wave of mind numbing pleasure.

Velma:”Oh Jinkies!! Fuck fuck fuck fuck me!! Fuck me hard!! Jinkies fuck me like it’s the 60s!!”*The mystery solving Dinkley could hardly believe she as saying such things, that is when her fucked stupid brain could function enough to make words and out a sentence together as Mysterious M continued to plow her deep and hard. She was doing what she could to hold out until he came, small orgasms rocking her as clearly this challenge only counted an orgasm from her that was more obvious as she currently took that big red cock in a mating press. Until eventually her body couldn’t hold out any longer as she came intensely enough to actually squirt, her pussy erupting like a geyser as a buzzer sounded signifying she’d failed thought Mysterios M was quite a gentlemen as he helped her out by taking her over to the exit and gave her back her tube top and thong. Velma hardly disappointed as she made her way out with a smile that clearly showed she had enjoyed every second of that…enough so that she got right back into the line again….*

In the end, Despite her best efforts and repeated tries, Velma hadn’t succeeded in the Mysterious M challenge but she had managed to set a new record for being able to last longer. No closer to solving the ongoing cold case of strange erotic mysteries yet driven and inspired with more determination than ever to figure out and solve them. Sleeping that night in her motel room, naked under her sheets after a vigorous masturbation session with a dildo she’d brought at the Skullfuck productions table, the Brand M they called it. Which did quite the truck of making her feel like that mysterious masked Casanova had been in there with her, rocking her world as she became ensnared by his devilish charms…..

As the Dinkley babe dreamt sweet wet dreams of her mysterious deviant, the crew at the Skullfuck productions booth had finished wrapping and cleaning up when the convention was over and done with. One of the bodyguard girls carrying a sleeping, exhausted Moxxie in her arms as if gently cradling him like a baby, the poor little guy had a busy day. But what a day as he really brought his A game to those babes who took up the Mysterious M challenge, only a small handful had secured that contract prize. Though you couldn’t exactly call the losers that after the experience they had….

Among the ensemble who was overseeing the booth of course had been Mr.Sketch’s personal assistant, the cool level headed woman and her associates dropping their disguises for their demon forms as they took the Asmodean crystal portal home to hell. All the while she flicked through pictures snapped of the contestants and singled out Velma’s picture, a hum of appraisal as she had a feeling her boss would like to see this one. She may not have been among the contract winners but she had set a new record with Moxxie in the challenge and thst body alone combined with the nerd look? Her boss was going to have an inspiration field day…

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sin and Win

Much could be said about Mr.Sketch when it came to his creative process to say the very least. On the one hand, there was a good reason why his material sold as well as it did in Heaven, Hell and the living world alike. The man knew his Audience and what they liked and they knew what they liked and liked what they knew. But of course it can be said that his he went about making his work was unorthodox to put it mildly. That is the polite way of saying he was an absolute mad man!!

Now why Moxxie might be thinking that, you would be wondering? Well let's have a look at his current situation, mainly the fact he found himself standing in what was clearly a goddamn church as the usual reliable and capable production crew was busy setting up for filming. Yes indeed Mr.Sketch apparently thought this next shoot required being done in an actual chapel which of course mad the sweet possum wonder if the Enigma was even right in the head. Seriously wasn't there sure to be penalties for doing such a thing in a house of God especially given the ensemble standing on these holy grounds were also actual demons?!

Mr.Sketch:*Seemingly heedless of any doubts, worries or concerns from his rookie sensation as he was busy making framing gestures with his hands while urging his crew to hustle and have things up and running so they could start shooting.*"Come on you natural born sinners, I know you can be more efficient than that. This is the perfect time to work with this place so empty at night but if we got to make enough noise to wake the dead? Then so be it!!*The flaming skullheaded director paused as he felt Moxxie tugging his sleeve to get his attention. The imp holding his mask accessory in hand as worry was clear in his eyes which got the shapeshifting creative's attention.*"Something the matter Moxxie?"*Possible mad man he may be but he always made time and effort to hear his employees out when they had concerns.*

Moxxie:”Sir, not to seem harsh in your creative version…but have you lost your fucking mind?!”*The little possum remarked as he gestured to the scenery around them, making it clear he had issues filming a porno in a church. It’d be one thing if they were humans but demons on holy ground?!!*”I know artists like to push boundaries but all the same…”*His tirade pauses mid stride as his employer fished out and handed h the script, which he accepted and had a read through. Humming as he snapped it shut and resumed speaking, a little calmer.*”Okay impressive as always I’ll admit but still…..”

Whatever the imp was about to say next hit the brakes as his intended co-star for this shoot made her entrance, wearing a nun’s habit which really hugged her thicc, curvy frame. She was clearly a Hellhound and hot damn was she really rocking a body language that said down to fuck, looking the imp’s way as she shot him a wink and a smile. Mr.Sketch of course grinned slyly as he saw Moxxie staring like a deer caught in the headlights the enigma leaning close and wrapping a friendly arm around his shoulders. Time for him to,play good ol ‘ devil’s advocate and reel his rookie star in hook, line and sinker.

Sketch:*Eye sockets twinkling with a glow of mischief as he gave Moxxie a friendly nudge of the shoulder.*"Ooh like what you see huh? You wouldn't believe the effort and time it took finding a habit just her size but Laverne there is worth it..."*The Enigma quipped as he introduced the Doberman hellhound to the imp, who gave him a friendly little wave, shaking her covered booty his way.*"She personally came to me with this scene idea and said she wanted to personally work with you on it....and buddy, let me tell you, the things she's willing to do..."*The flaming skullhead artiste grinned a jawless grin as a Moxxie gave him a flat look. The imp holding his hand out to which Sketch handed him the script for this shoot. Watching him give it a quick read over as he flicked through the pages.

As always the level of detail and thought put into the script was a well written piece of art as ever and being the thespian he was, Moxxie could always admire artistic visions. Even something of the sexual persuasion so if they had to do a porno in a church for some authenticity? Eeh screw it then, it was going to be done after all what was the worst that could happen? Go to hell?

Which was rather redundant given they were already born in and lived there and so Moxxie accepted his part in this lewd sacrilegious piece of work. Filming now underway as the scene played out with Laverne as the obscenely thicc, sexy nun unaware of her own lewd body who found herself encountering an imp that dared to intrude on this house of God with his presence. Deciding that there was only on way to punish this act of heresy was to exorcise him from this sacred ground as she commenced with attempting to dispose of him. The Doberman Hellhound really playing up her sensuality as a naughty nun who couldn’t help but be swayed by the imp’s roguish charms and be tempted to commit sin with him.

That was his the sexy nun cam to find herself holding the heretical imp in her lap, moaning wantonly as he had freed her tits of her habit to lick and suck on while she stroked off his bid red demon cock. Which soon lesd to the chapel echoing with naughty sounds of sinful pleasure as she laid ion her back in a 69 with him, deepthroating his cock as he ate out her gushing slut. Rocking her world with his talented little mouth and tongue while he caressed her meaty thighs but of course this was the foreplay as this failed exorcism became more of a sexorcism. Turning this house of go into a themwildest rut stage you’d ever dare see and behold……

Laverne of course was playing it up with no need at all to take it thanks to her little imp co-star’s sexual talent and skill as he had her bent over a church seat. Taking her from behind as the lusty nun deeply moaned, her big furry asscheeks clapping with every impact of their loins smacking together. Naked save for her stockings and heels as her defiled nun habit laid aside discarded on the floor which became stained with growing puddles of their love juices. The shots of the cameras capturing all the best angles of this lewd tainting of a house of God….

When they’d finally finished up filming this heretical marathon, the local clergy man came to find no trace or evidence that morning that any such sinful lusty deeds had happened here. Though one of the nun’s habits in the laundry pile was strangely wet and sticky with a peculiar scent and parts of the church smelt like a lot of febreeze and cleanser had been heavily used. But nobody was any the wiser and as for our smut making crew? Well they were plenty busy afterwards soon as they got back down to Hell and back in the studio.

A bit of editing sand some production distortion here and there and their latest piece involving the story of a hound nun becoming corrupted by the devilish imp Mysterious M sold like hot cakes on dvd and Blu-ray whole the digital video on the Skullfuck stream site once again made a record number of views, the likes of which mathematicians had never heard of. Comments and fan mail alike came pouring in asking if this would be just a one shot or the first in a new series, small wonder stories of defiling holy women in their sacred grounds of worship was sure to be a kink for some. Many had praised how realistic the church set and nun outfit even seemed. Ooh if they only knew…..

But of course in regards to the stars of this sinful picture, Laverne had become quite personally attached to Moxxie, having felt the imo had more than exceed her expectations. Striking up a personal friendship with benefits off the set and off the clock, much to Millie’s delight and approval of course. The Doberman Hellhound had even bought her own nun costume for a little…roleplay rehearsal, after all, she had a feeling the little lover boy seemed to rather like the idea of making a nun become his devoted little sex slave. He certainly wasn’t confirming or denying it, that was for sure….

[ivy-plays]

This was a request from @arsonayy on one of my old request posts!! Tho I did decide to do a few other characters as well I hope you do not mind!

Plot: see request

Reader type:Gn

Raiting: E

Warnings:none

Story type: head cannon/bullet points

What you call him:

Blitzø:

Babe

Sir (😏😉)

Horse boy

Stolas:

My love

Birdy

Darling

Moxie:

Babe

Dear

Lover boy

Asmodeus:

Daddy sir

Ozzy

Babe

Fizzaroli

Fizz(y)

Clown boy

Love

Striker:

(save a horse ride a)Cowboy

Babe

Sweetie

What they call you

Blitzø:

Babe

Main hoe( Stolas is the side hoe lmao)

Doll

Stolas:

My (queen/king/ royalty)

Dearest

Love

Moxie:

Babe

Dear

Sweetheart/ sweetie

Asmodeus:

(y/n/n)

Babe

Also call you my (king/queen/royalty)

Fizzaroli:

Babe

Honey

(y/n/n)

Striker:

Doll

Flower

Hun

A/n: I hope you like it! I'm horrible with coming up with nicknames and really tried to find ones that worked well with each character. I also only did the guys for this one bc. Well. I don't think I could have come up with anymore pet names lol.

[blademoxley20]

The Hangman had scared himself. Things had gone far , maybe too far, just because buttons had been pushed and they got under the others skin. He had nearly gone back to check but didn't, knowing he might only do more damage. "Need you baby. Need someone here tonight." He said as he sat and put his head in blades lap

Blade frowns as he held Hangman's head before putting his head in his lover's hair "I... I'm here babe but I need you too, I'm so scared... About Moxie..."

[moxiedoll]

[wammbam]

moxie showing a glimpse of the same slight speech impediment that i have is great <3 mix up your r's and w's more often babe

[mistresswriter19]

His Prize Possession

Striker X Oc ( Requested By @scarlattobrightstar )

Author's Note: This is a very long delayed request I am so sorry about this one taking forever but I hope you enjoy. I'll definitely try not to keep others waiting like this. Really appreciate the support ^^

Mistresswriter19 X

Ellie eyes flutter with a blur using her claw to rub so she can see clearly she looks up

Ellie: Uhh I need a boyfriend…

Getting out of bed, Ellie went skip breakfast, taking a shower, putting her lovely dress on and tira with her dark green fluffy coat around her elegant Cinderella color blue dress top along with her white skirt that sparkles as she twirls with glee then opens the door heading out of the royal area because she was in a mood for a hotdog but of course if she says it in her area they would laugh and mock. Ellie had to go a different route: the area where the best hot dogs were was in " Not Mafia Town". She knew it was the worst idea to go alone so she called Blitzo to help her out.

Blitzo: Hey girl! How's it going didn't get any cock yet?

Ellie: Uhhh no…. I just wanted a hot dog and I knew going by myself would be dangerous.

Blitzo: Well you came to the right bodyguard girl I can grant ya full protection like this rifle, pistol, handgun, arrow, chainsaw, needles, and silencer really does work smoothly.

Ellie: I think I'll be happy whatever doesn't get me shot.

Blitzo: I got ya back babe~

The two imps enter "Not Mafia Town" one of the most dangerous places to enter in the ring of wrath. Everywhere you would go someone would be either shot, building would be burn into flames, deadly car chases, and torture. It made Ellie's skin crawl as Blitzo would cuss out a storm or shoot anyone that got near him or Ellie. For that Ellie kind of questioned Blitzo and his weird ways but she was grateful to trust him as a friend. Finally a nearby hotdog stand.

Blitzo: You think you can add cheese and hot sauce on that dog Senior ~

Hot Dog Imp: Sure I guess gonna cost ya more

Blitzo: Fuck it lay it on me

Ellie: One hotdog with extra mustard please

( BANG, BANG, BANG)

Blitzo: Are you fucking kidding me!?

Ellie look back to see a gang of sharks shooting there guns as one of them grabbed Ellie by the waist taking her in the car using rope and ducktape. Blitzo was fighting and shooting more of the Mafia sharks as he turns back to see Ellie kidnapped

Blitzo: ELLIE!!!!!! ( CLANK)

Crimson: That's for fucking shooting most of my men prick!

The head boss of the Mafia known as Moxie's father used a loaded gun to knock Blitzo out as he was dragged but in a sack being taken away like Ellie. In the car a good looking around as she sees a very attractive imp that wasn't like any others in the car who was looking the other side but Ellie kept her gaze on him he then look back as she turned away fast with her face turning into pink which made this rattlesnake imp chuckle. Ellie was already drawn to him but it seems strange how a cowboy like him can be involved with the Mafia gang.

Crimson: Alright cowboy show me what you got!

Striker: First of all I'm kinda rusty haven't kidnapped anyone for a while so this bastsrd I had to fucking deal with from the harvest moon festival and my lair of the ring of wrath!

Blitzo: OH YOU'RE THE SEXY ASS COWBOY!

Striker: And this pretty little thing is a royal which I despise but I think I wanna keep her for a while. She sparks my interest ( Place his claw caressed her neck)

Crimson: Good start cowboy, need more fuckers like you around come with me to the officer we have some discussing to do

Striker: Right boss, I'll be back with you later princess ~

Ellie: Uhhh…

In the office Crimson discuss the situation between why he wanted a royal because most of the royals are powerful compared to the mafia industry so what Crimson wants vengeance and goes out selecting a royal to experimented with no mercy this is when he calls on Striker and cowboy rattlesnake who would kill a royal in a heartbeat. However the Mafia crew is going to have a get together party once the party is finished at midnight Striker must exterminate the royal.

Striker: Some of your ways when it comes to dealing with royals makes me sick to my stomach

Crimson: I get my profit those bitches and fuckers stole millions from my industry and I want all of them to pay even for ones who don't know who the fuck I am

Striker: I always hated royals from all my years. I see some cry, some beg and some fight which makes me lose my temper to do the bidding and get paid .

Crimson: And this is why you're one of my most valuable clients who's a cowboy~

Striker: I'll kill the royal at midnight

Crimson: Good choice you can do whatever you want with her but when midnight comes it's off with her head.

Striker: Yes boss…

In the distance Ellie can hear Blitzo cursing once again a storm using anything to break but he keeps getting zapped causing him to knock out. Ellie was shaken and felt like a caged animal looking around seeing powerful shark gangsters with their guns, cigarettes, playing pool and drinking and talking as Ellie couldn't help but cry as she remembered she never liked being alone. She tried to calm herself down as she healed and exhaled while curled up in a ball. Suddenly Ellie hears the cage open and she looks up to see the cowboy that held her captive earlier in the car.

Striker: I brought you something to eat and some water. You're going to need it

Ellie didn't know what to do either if she should trust this rattlesnake imp or not but she had no choice maybe she can gain his trust. Ellie grabbed the water bottle off his claw and had the food he brought for her. She finished her white gloved hands tugged on her dress.

Striker: Please stop crying it makes my job harder…

Ellie: Why are you doing this?

Striker: Princess you do not want to interfere with someone like me.

Ellie: I can see in your eyes that you hate it… I just know

Striker: We had to make sacrifices and for me I made a ton didn't get me anymore but it get me some drinks or something to eat once in a wild I just can't think just do the thing.

Ellie: What if you don't want to

Striker: Have to suck it out like I always done

Ellie: You were flirty with me earlier but seems like you hate me to guts

Striker: It's just for show but truth be told you are a beautiful princess I laid my eyes on. I can't get attached to you

Ellie: What if you change, leave here and have a better life without the Mafia? They play really dirty and they're going after the royals like me.

Striker: There's nothing you can change princess about me

Ellie: I understand you just let me

Striker: NO!

Ellie try not to show fear when Striker tugged on her white glove hand. Ellie just stood still with the tears down her eyes Striker kept yelling at her to stop that because he will lose it. Ellie turned away but she felt her lips place into Striker's who gracefully kissed her full of passion. He laid her down as Ellie wrapped her arms around his neck. The bodied were close to each other Striker knows what he's doing is wrong especially to the royals. Ellie then also hugged him in between there passionate kiss. Striker let's her go but Ellie didn't want him to leave her.

Striker: I'll be back for you Ellie

Ellie: H…H…how did you know my name?

Striker: I know alot of royals but you the good ones.

Placing his finger around her face to hold Ellie's tear he gives her another kiss and he closes the cage and hops down to join Crimson. Ellie placed her gloved hand on her cheek still feeling warmth from Striker's touch.

Ellie: Striker…

In the party, the Mafia gang was using Blitzo as a pintia. Making Crimson laugh off a storm as Blitzo pretends to enjoys himself since he always gets into situations like this. However for some reason he's suppose to be torture but the Mafia gang seem to like him especially how he made drinks and this made Crimson piss more since he knows Blitzo is his son's boss he can be crazy but he's there for his crew. Something that Crimson never did for Moxxie as a father figure. Striker comes in drinking bottles of whiskey when he see Blitzo his blood boiled .

Blitzo: So came to talk dirty sex me

Striker: What the fuck are you saying?

Blitzo: ( Hiccups) I meant to say "saaaaaay you came to talk dirty about my suit.

Striker: I'm not gonna either bother

Blitzo: Alright fuck you then but listen cowboy your on my one night stand list!

Striker rolled his eyes he dropped his glass when he say the clock struck midnight with Crimson lighting a cigar and he went up to Striker.

Crimson: It's time cowboy go get the princess.

Striker sighs as he goes back to the wearhouse where he stares at the captive Princess for a long time she was singing and Striker thought it was beautiful. He felt like she was a true Cinderella or Belle. Striker opens the cage as Ellie looks back frighten which crushed Striker's heart.

Ellie: NO….NOOO NOOO AAHHH!!!! ( Covers mouth )

Striker: Just follow my lead darling. Your not going to die.

Ellie look back at him as she nods her head Striker then ties her with rope around her arms carrying her like a princess going up to Crimson and the Mafia Gang as they watched Striker carrying Ellie in his arms.

Striker: She wouldn't stop squirming so I held her to calm her down but doesn't know that she'll die.

Crimson: What a devious way of making her think. I love it!

Striker gives Ellie to Crimson as she's placed on a old beat up mattress. He takes the rope out of her arms and replaced it with rusty chains that go on bed post. Crimson lifted up Ellie's dress and threw her green fluffy coat aside she knew what was going to happen and wanted to scream but can she trust Striker.

Crimson: Since you been good with capturing many royals I decide this you can fuck her then kill her

Striker: My pleasure Crimson.

Crimson: If the bitch gives you any problems just shoot her.

Striker attends to walks to Ellie as she tugged on the rusty chains which lead to nothing her legs attend to shake. Striker's body went up against hers as she gasps he then kisses her with passion as she does the same with him behind his back Striker pulls out his pistol to shoot a Mafia shark down.

Crimson: THE FUCK GET HIM!

The Mafia sharks drawn there weapons and start to shoot. Striker shoot in between while protecting Ellie in his arms. Then out of nowhere Blitzo breaks free as he starts to fight and shoot up a rampage while chugging down leftover booze at the same time. Striker then breaks the rusty chains with his kicks and grabs Ellie managing to escape.

Ellie: What about Blitzo

Striker: Ehh I was going to kill him but maybe another time.

Ellie: Blitzo is my friend

Striker: Princess your making it really hard for me but I can't stand you being sad and not wanted.

Ellie: I'm no longer sad Striker, because I have you.

Blitzo had explosive as he plans to burn the place as he jumped out of the window as Striker dives down running from the flame as Ellie holds onto him, never letting go. They made it as they both panted as he then goes to bombproof pulling out his poncho wrapping it around Ellie to keep her warm and showing a way of comfort.

Striker: It will keep you warm

Ellie: Thank you

Striker: Your my prize possession Ellie

Ellie looked back and couldn't help but cry but this time she smiled and embraced her body close to Striker to two of them once again kissing showing their love and connection together. The two ride on Striker's horse as Ellie fell asleep into Striker's arm he rubbed her soft smooth magenta purple shade hair as they made it to the royal where Striker holds Ellie in place carrying her upstairs and putting her back to bed. He looks back at the sky where the colors purple and green form reminded of himself and Ellie. He attends to get up but Ellie tugged on his coat

Ellie: Please stay…

Striker: I'll stay for you my princess.

The two laid in bed together cuddling under the sheets slowly falling asleep together what a day it was almost being killed and shot but Striker knows for him he has to face it however someone like Ellie he didn't want her to face that danger side of anywhere she would go.

Striker: Blitzo made it because I like you so much your lucky I spared him .

Ellie turns to see a photo Blitzo posted on his Sinstagram he in the hospital with his crew and daughter with get well flowers and cheese and hot sauce on the table

Blitzo: I LIVED BITCH XO

Ellie giggle and was glad that her friend Blitzo was alive she then heard her stomach growl she forgot to eat anything.

Striker got out of bed to step out as Ellie lay there exhausted to do anything. She was happy to have someone like Striker she'll definitely help him change and be more loving and understanding Ellie has a good sense of that because compare to anyone in the royals she was always a devoted and kind princess. Striker return as be gives the bag to Ellie her eyes sparkle when she saw it was a hot dog with extra mustard that's all she ever wanted but maybe it was good because sure she got kidnapped but she finally went home with a cowboy who doesn't seen not so bad after all.

Ellie: Thank you Striker for everything

Striker: Don't need to thank me Ellie your life means more anything to me

Ellie: Your life matters too

Striker: I'll be by your side

~End~

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‧₊˚ Not so bad, right? ‧₊˚

Pairing: Thalia Sani x Moxie Vera (OCs)

Words: 1,351

Summary: Moxie convinces Thalia to try carrying her, and Thalia gets all nervous about it.

“C'mon babe, don't get shy on me now!” Moxie clicked her tongue in disapproval. “Kneel down a bit.”

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“Y'know, Thalia… I think you could probably carry me,” The honey-laced voice of Thalia’s favorite demon confidently stated, drawing the dendrian’s attention away from her journal on the opposite end of the room. The two of them had been lounging about Thalia's apartment for the past hour, with Moxie speaking up periodically to ask or state the most random things out of the blue. Her jewelry-making supplies sat alongside her on Thalia's bed, random beads, charms, and various other little pieces scattered about in an unorganized fashion. She'd insisted that being in Thalia’s presence would help her focus on her craft better, but in Thalia's opinion, having the dendrian there was probably more of a distraction than anything.

Thalia's fountain pen stopped its smooth glide against the open page of her journal. “Really now?” She questioned, amusement evident in her tone. She eyed the wispy-haired girl with a curious look, who simply smiled in return.

“Mhm,” Moxie nodded, fiddling with the metal pliers in her hands. “Bridal carry and all. You could totally do it.”

“Hmm, I mean, the thought is nice and all, but honestly…” She frowned, fiddling with her pen. “Probably not.”

“Whaaat?!” Moxie dramatically exclaimed, furrowing her brows. “And why not?!”

Thalia leaned back in her chair, casually glancing at one of the potted plants on her desk. Carrying Moxie like that sounded so sweet to her, but if she were to be realistic… “I'm not fit. Like, in the slightest. I'd probably topple over if I carried you.”

“Okay, but–” Moxie pouted, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed so that she could speak to her companion better. “We don't actually know that! I've seen you carry Jaime a few times before! Why not me? You've gotta try it at least once.”

“Jaime is small though. Like a little animal. I feel like anyone could carry her.”

“Come on, Thalia! Just for a few seconds!”

“...Maybe.”

Could Thalia carry Moxie without tripping over herself? Probably… at least in the physical sense. She's been closer to Moxie in so many ways that one would consider way more intimate, but holding Moxie in her arms like that sounded so… so wholesome. So wholesome that the thought of it made Thalia feel too embarrassed to properly speak about it. It was odd, Thalia thought, that they'd done so many things considered amorous, yet the moment Moxie initiated anything slightly romantic, Thalia would instantly start shaking on the inside.

Moxie hopped off the bed, her hooves clacking against the floor upon impact. “Come here,” She grinned, gesturing for Thalia to come closer. The girl in question hesitantly stood up, making her way over to the opposite side of the room where her friend stood. She peered down at her, and Moxie eagerly smiled back. Thalia was taller than most beings, so their height difference was never really something to focus on in their friendship. Though, despite this, being able to just stare down at her like this always made her feel a certain way. She couldn't exactly describe the feeling, but she knew amusement was definitely mixed in there.

“Alright then…” Thalia began, awkwardly glancing away. “How are we doing this? I, um… it's just been a while, you know?”

“C'mon babe, don't get shy on me now!” Moxie clicked her tongue in disapproval. “Kneel down a bit.”

Thalia listened, lowering herself down enough so that she was basically at eye level with Moxie. The demon stepped forward, carefully wrapping her arms around the dendrian's shoulders. She looked at her expectantly afterwards, and Thalia tried her best to push herself to move. She supported Moxie’s back with one arm, and slid her other one underneath her legs.

“Okay, okay…” Thalia nervously spoke, casting her gaze towards literally anything else besides the girl in her arms.

“Hey…” Moxie quietly whispered, sliding one hand up to gently hold the side of Thalia’s face. She turned her head towards her own, meeting her shaky gaze. “You don't have to overthink this, okay? I can tell you're getting all worked up over it, and I just need you to know that whatever happens, we'll be fine. I mean, we've done way more together, right?”

“Right…”

“So don't worry your pretty little head, ‘kay? And besides, if you do end up dropping me or something, I'll probably just laugh it off!”

Thalia nodded, thankful for the reassurance. Moxie didn't quite hit the mark about why she was so flustered by this simple action, but her words of attempted comfort were nice to hear all the same. The dendrian took a long, deep breath before pushing up and tightening her hold on Moxie's body. The goat girl clung to her as she regained her balance, and Thalia couldn't help but imagine herself in the shoes of a newborn baby deer.

“My, my, my!” Moxie dramatically sighed. “I feel so regal… just like a princess…”

Thalia softly giggled in response to her words, glad that Moxie was enjoying herself at least. She didn't really know what else to do from here, and just kind of stood there as Moxie blabbered on about how cool and imposing she felt from all the way up there. Holding Moxie in her arms felt much different from the times she's carried Jaime around, which was obviously expected, but notable to her all the same. Everything felt different with Moxie.

As she listened to Moxie ramble on, her previous worries started to melt away. Moxie was right; this was fine. Better than fine, actually. Even though it had only been like a minute since her hesitance had disappeared, Thalia couldn't fathom why she would want to avoid being so close to Moxie in this way. Ever. Her gentle hold around Thalia's shoulders felt warm, and the sweet scent of her perfume was subtle, yet enough to overwhelm Thalia's senses with an unspoken feeling that blossomed in her chest. The way her lashes fluttered with each blink, the unruly manner of her hair, the confident way she carried herself… Basically everything about her made Thalia swoon.

Regardless of her adoring thoughts for Moxie’s excitement, her body still had its limits, and the growing feeling of desire did not help that in the slightest. She muttered something about not wanting to tumble over again, and lowered herself to the floor so that Moxie could step out of her arms. The feeling of Moxie slipping away from her grasp left a feeling of disappointment, which she mentally scolded herself for. It felt… really pathetic. Her heart pounded away in her chest, and her internal pleas for this rampant feeling to calm down were no use.

“See?” Moxie cheerfully grinned, skipping over to sit on the edge of Thalia's bed once again. “Not so bad, right?”

Thalia nodded along, hoping that her current feelings weren't obvious. “Yeah… not so bad.” She took a seat on the bed next to Moxie, regaining her energy.

The wispy-haired girl crossed her legs and stretched a bit, glancing over at Thalia's window to observe the sky. “It's getting pretty late,” She noted with a sigh. Thalia followed her gaze, admiring all of the glistening stars that painted the deep blue canvas of Hell's atmosphere. She always found it impressive how Moxie could tell what time it was by taking a brief glance at the stars like that.

“Are you leaving now?” Thalia softly spoke up, the disappointment obvious in her words.

“Hmm…” Moxie hummed, turning her focus away from the window. “Maybe. If you want me to,” She replied, a knowing look in her eyes.

The girl in question glanced away, unable to properly look at her. “I think…” She quietly spoke, twirling a loose strand of forest-green hair around her finger. “I'd like it if you stayed longer.”

The demon girl smiled, leaning closer to rest her head on the dendrian's arm. She gently slid her hand into Thalia's grasp, intertwining their fingers with a relaxed sigh. “I'll stay for as long as you want then,” She gently whispered, taking in the moment as well as she could.