#the loud house roleplay group

[manilafm]

Playby suggestions for lucy loud from the loud house?

I can see Elizabeth Gillies-Corcoran, Haley Lu Richardson, Maia Mitchell, Abigail Cowen, Kathryn Newton, Meg Donnelly, Sydney Sweeney, Madelyn Cline, Madison Davenport, Sabrina Carpenter, Peyton Roi List, Dove Cameron, Olivia Holt, or Katherine McNamara working for Lucy !! Any potential adoption route to make her a P.O.C. would require permission from the muns who play her parents, and we do not have muns for Mr. Lynn, Sr., Loud, or Mrs. Rita Loud from The Loud House for this RPG right now.

[bbokicidal]

"What Happens When..." | [SKZ] OT8 | [FELIX]

You and Felix have a mutual agreement that having others in the bedroom is fun - but tonight you'd invited all seven of them to join.

Genre: Smut [18+ MDNI] Pairing: Felix x Fem!Reader Warnings: cosplay/roleplay, dom!felix, dom!skz, reader gets used like a toy/objectification, lots of jerking off lol, BJ mention, so much cum, there's no mention of who the reader is cosplaying so it's up to your interpretation !! Also little to no dialogue in this one oops

Notes: This IS a short fic and isn't anything really long. There's no plot - it's purely smut for your viewing pleasure and my mental peace, lol. <- And thank you to everyone who waited so patiently for this while I went through my writers block rut, hahaha.

Word Count: 1.2K

Divider by @enchanthings

Felix had told you he was having the boys over before all of this had happened. He'd come to you, said they were having dinner in your apartment, and then maybe having a few drinks while playing a really aggressive game of Uno. But they didn't even get quite that far.

With your boyfriend eager to show off your newly purchased and perfectly decorated (in his opinion) shared apartment, Felix had given the group a tour of the place. Which meant they'd all slowly piled into the room with widened eyes at the sight of you dolled up; Makeup done, wig on, costume snug to your form and ring light propped up with your phone. You'd smiled, shy. "Sorry! Just taking some videos. Am I being too loud...?"

Felix, not having thought too much of your cosplay, just giggled and expressed how much he adored you and how wonderful you looked. But the others shared a few glances behind the blonde, Jisung's hands rubbing over his thighs and Hyunjin's hands already eagerly unzipping his fly.

.

"I never thought this day would come. It's just like she jumped out of the game and into real life." Though maybe Jisung was saying that just because he was behind you and couldn't see your face all that much. He was enjoying himself regardless, tugging on his cock with a tight fist just like every other man standing around you. A pretty pink with a swollen tip and pre leaking down his shaft to slacken every stroke, Jisung's cock looked all the more appetizing any glimpse you caught of it. If you could you would've put it in your mouth immediately, but you were a bit busy as it was.

Chris and Minho had taken to standing on either side of you; Minho's cock heavy, weighing down even when you held it so carefully in your hand. Thick, warm, pulsing each time your thumb slid over his tip to tease at his slit and make him shiver. He'd grow impatient in little to no time, though it had been a good fifteen minutes that he'd let you stop and go with your hand around his cock - so he'd taken your hand into his, thick fingers wrapping over your own to guide you. And he's not gentle with the way he moves your hand along under his own, jerking himself off but to the softness of your own palm.

But to the other side of you, Chris was more willing, more sweet. He'd watched every movement you made for him, your opposite hand fumbling with Minho - and then his own length as you gently grabbed for it. Your fingers ghosted over his thigh before he nudged your wrist with his thumb, a gentle push to your destination. Your fingers wrapped around him so nicely and honestly? The gentle and soft squeeze you gave to the base of his cock every few seconds was enough for him to be happy; Unlike Minho, he was content with the subtle touches - and though you didn't know it, he almost saw it as a form of edging. Which he enjoyed more than he would care to voice aloud in front of everyone else.

Beneath you sat one of your closest friends from the group - The youngest. Of course they'd let him get the best seat in the house, let him indulge in the warmth and sweetness of your dripping walls. Jeongin's legs carefully crossed so he sat with them like a pretzel, letting you kneel atop his lap with your knees on either side of his thighs, pressing hard into the carpet below. He'd been careful, patient, cautious as you settled in his lap - then on his cock; With long fingers reaching down to spread you open for him, so careful of your costume and wanting to keep it clean just in case this ever happened again. You know, future use. He was watching with curious, dark eyes as his length disappeared into you inch by inch. His breath shuddered each time you let your hips roll down into his own before pulling back off, almost letting him slip out of your slick walls. And he whimpered each and every time.

Changbin sat back against the wall, lounging in a chair that you'd had in the corner of your room - just for events like this. You'd discussed it with Felix before, the two of you mutually agreeing that you enjoyed having someone else in the bedroom every so often. Changbin; He visited weekly by this point - that was basically his chair now. Sitting back, thighs spread, cock twitching in his sweats like it always did when he watched you. His chest raised heavy with each breath; slow, steady, calculated. He liked it this way - Not touching himself, not indulging. Just watching and letting his body react to the sight in front of him. And if you could see him he was sure you'd be foaming at the mouth, spit dripping from your lips in anticipation in want to get a hold of him. You'd done it before.

Hyunjin - Well. He'd already lost it. Sitting back against the edge of your bed, pants down around his ankles and body trembling with release, his hand was covered in not one but two loads of cum that'd leaked from his tip. He'd been the first to indulge in his guilty pleasures, lost in the sight of you bouncing on the youngest's cock while still managing to pleasure others around you. You let them use you like this - all dressed up and pretty for them, one of their favorite characters. He was spent by the time you even touched Jeongin or the others, one hand muffling his moans pressed over his mouth while the other continued to shakily tug and rub at his cock - always leaking for you.

The other two..

Felix had allowed his roommate the sweetest of luxuries; Your mouth. While he sat back and just enjoyed the scene, actually kneeling close to your side to keep one hand on the back of your neck and guide you - he tried to keep out of the way of Jeongin. Your boyfriend kept himself leaned in close, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as your mouth wrapped around his roommate's cock; How well you were doing, how you were perfect for Seungmin and how he'd never get over being sucked off by his favorite girl. "You should look up at him," He'll whisper. "He's told me before he loves it when his partners look him in the eye."

And sure enough when you glance up, Seungmin's already staring down at you; Eyes lidded, dark, heavy with lust and pooling with admiration. Despite the nonchalant and almost glaring look on his features, a soft hue of pink dusts his cheeks - proving he really was enjoying getting head from his favorite girl in the world. He let his hand come to your shoulder - then to your head, gently pushing down as his hips rocked forward. And as your throat filled with his cock, cum leaking for you to swallow down, you seemed to come to the realization that this was something you really enjoyed; Dressing up for them, letting them all in on the fun.

Maybe you'd have to do it again.

Tag List : @dwaekkicidal @jabmastersurpriseee @possum-playground @thatonedarkskinnedsiren @oc3anfloor @theyadorevalerie @inlovewithstraykids @seungminsbest @edit-me-prettyplease @butterflydemons @satosugu4l @jeonginsleftcheek

[dollfacefantasy]

WHICH ONE TO CHOOSE?

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader x chris redfield x carlos oliveira

summary: at a halloween party, you and your boyfriend play out a little fantasy with chris and carlos.

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, anal, blowjobs, face fucking, foursome, cnc, praise/degradation, intoxication/alcohol, pre-planned roleplay scenario

wc: 4.2k

a/n: it's a little messy but i hope you guys like this one. it's set in an au where re characters are allowed to experience happiness <3 anyways comments, reblogs, and asks are always appreciated.

kinktober slot: day 26 - cnc

Holding Leon's hand tight in your own, you drag him along the cement pathway leading to Rebecca and Billy's front door. Their yard is decked out like it is every year you've been to one of these things. Cobwebs sprawl across the arch ways while purple and orange lights glow in each window. Skeletons hang by the doorway and loud music thumps from inside.

Pushing open the mahogany surface, you stretch your free arm above your head and announce your presence.

Rebecca who's standing near the entryway hears the call of your voice and turns to greet you. A smile spreads across her lips as she takes in you and Leon together.

"There you two are. I was starting to wonder if you couldn't make it this year," she says.

"Pfft. Please, the year we miss one of your parties is the year Leon's horrible driving has taken us out on the way here," you joke, earning chuckles from her and Billy who's come up from behind her.

Leon, in contrast to them, shakes his head before wrapping his arm around your neck and pulling you closer to him. 

"Don't encourage her," he tells them with a suppressed smile.

Rebecca playfully rolls her eyes and waves him off. The song switches in the background, going from something low and quick to the slower melody of Eyes Without a Face.

"Really though, it's great to see you both. You guys look great," she praises.

"Thank you," you beam at the compliment, smoothing out the blood-spattered, white dress that covered your figure. Glancing up at Leon, you pull his Jason mask down over his features so that the looks are complete. 

"You and Billy look super cute too," you continue as your eyes scan over their simple matching doctor and nurse outfits, Rebecca being the one in the doctor's white coat and the tall man behind her in the little hat with the red cross on it.

She thanks you in return, and the two of you chatter on while you migrate into the living room to join the rest of the party. The usual crowd spans across the main part of the house, from the couches near the fireplace to the bar set up in the kitchen. While you yourself are not a government employee, you'd become friends with almost everyone here who is over the course of your relationship with Leon.

You prance over to Claire and Jill sitting on the sofa first, giving the younger woman a big hug over her shoulders from behind before reaching for Jill and bringing her in too. Claire returns the embrace by covering your forearm with her palm while Jill pats your bicep in acknowledgement.

You take in their costumes too. Claire has ditched her red jacket for the night and instead dons a black sweater with bat wings attached to the back. Jill, on the other hand, looks like she just got off of work, but you suppose soldier could technically be a costume.

"How are you guys? Oh my gosh, Jill it's been so long since I last saw you," you gush.

They give the usual small talk responses, checking in on you as well. Their eyes flit to Leon a few feet behind you with brief waves.

"Have you been keeping him in line?" Claire teases with a smile.

You nod proudly and lean back, wrapping your hands around his arm. "You know it," you chirp.

The small group of you banter back and forth for a while, catching up, talking about plans for the future. Even though these are Leon's friends, you're often much more talkative with them than he is. It's an arrangement that works for you both. You never mind taking the weight of socialization off his shoulders.

After the conversation with Claire and Jill runs its course, the two of you head to the bar. Your hips sway to the pulsing of the music playing while Leon rests a hand on the curve of your side. You and him traverse through the gathering of less familiar faces, friends of friends or newbies you hadn't acquainted yourself with yet. When you reach a clear area on-looking the kitchen, you immediately spot Chris leaning against the wall with a drink in hand. A generic wolf mask sits next to him on the counter, the costume he'd already abandoned.

You dart over to him with a smile on your face, ready to hug him as soon as you're close enough. He startles a little from the sudden contact against his chest, but once he sees it's you, your happiness infects him and softens the look in his eyes. His large palm lands on your back, giving you a few small pats.

"Hey you," he says.

"Hey yourself," you respond and pull back.

He nods at Leon and looks between the two of you.

"Cute costume. You supposed to be Leon's helpless victim?" he teases.

"Mhm," you hum with a nod.

You're about to say something else, but the man in the kitchen who'd been making a drink with his back towards you turns around.

"Carlos?" you say when you catch sight of his face, your smile morphing into a grin.

He wears a similar expression and rounds the counter to be closer. You spring against him with more enthusiasm than you had for Chris, and he returns the sentiment with a crushing grip.

"Oh my god, I didn't know you were gonna be here!" you say.

You hadn't seen Carlos in a while, longer than you hadn't seen Jill. He only came to these things when he was in the area, which wasn't all too often these days. Leon wasn't the closest with him either, but you always thought he was so fun. He was outgoing and funny, charismatic with the perfect level of charm. Plus, it didn't hurt that he looked like a god. To put it in simple terms, you had a little crush on him. Nothing too serious but definitely enough to trigger involuntary butterflies in your stomach when you saw him.

"I think Leon wanted it to be a surprise," he says with a little smirk.

You glance at your boyfriend. He nods at you with a knowing look, still watching you in the other man's arms.

Even without words you know what it means. While your touchy behavior would have been an absolute no with any of your past partners, Leon didn't share that same possessive outlook on the matter. He enjoyed watching you be all over others only to be the one that got to take you home. He liked when his friends like Chris or Carlos lusted over you, trying to cop a feel during a hug or speaking as if you're available for the taking. It just prodded at some primal part of his brain that he didn't have control over. None of it ever upsets him. He doesn't get jealous, he gets horny.

That aspect of his personality was why Carlos's appearance was a surprise for you. Tonight after the party, you and your boyfriend had already made plans with Chris, but obviously now, Carlos was going to be involved too, and that was more than ok with you.

You press your cheek to his chest and tighten your arms that are already wrapped around him.

"You look so good. You totally need to visit more often," you say to the bulky man against you.

He chuckles, giving you another small squeeze in return. "For you, I would," he teases, his hand grazing over your ass as he lets you go.

A giggle trickles from your lips, and you follow him back around the counter to the main part of the kitchen. From here, you get a good look at his body. He's muscular as ever, his tight white shirt only accentuating that mass. In your excitement, you hadn't noticed his costume which was similar to yours. White fabric with red dye flicked across it. Only he had some face make up too. You guessed a zombie or something in that vein.

He catches your stare. "You really missed me, huh?" he asks teasingly.

"Of course I did," you say, "Now are you gonna pour me a drink, or do I have to do it myself?"

He laughs and grabs a few nearby bottles, pouring a mix into a black cup for you. Passing it into your hands, he watches you take the first drink.

Things would only get better from there.

Over the next few hours, you get yourself buzzed. You gulp down each drink you're handed with joy. The smile gracing your features grows hazy, your eyes become cloudy and your voice gets extra giggly.

Suddenly, you're super touchy. Your hand lands on the forearm of whoever you're speaking too. Sometimes it trails up a bit, teasing the bicep of the person. You bite your lip more and nod emphatically at points that probably don't deserve it. Leon keeps an eye on you, but so do Carlos and Chris.

After a while, you migrate over to the open area closer to the speakers. You dance to the blaring music, your body bobbing around to the pulsating beats. Even though Leon had never been one for dancing, he holds your hips and grinds up against you from behind. You feel his breaths on your neck and the tip of his nose brushing your jawline.

The song switches over to something with more guitar rather than synth, and a firm set of fingers wraps around your wrist. The mysterious force tugs you to them, but becomes a lot less confusing when you look up and see Carlos smiling down at you.

"Mind if I cut in for a second, Kennedy?" he asks.

Like he's supposed to, Leon stares him down before tersely shaking his head. This was all part of the game of course. Everyone had to play their part to earn the high score with you.

You giggle and lean into him, your head resting against the plush muscles in his chest. He starts swaying the two of you to the music. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Leon move to the wall where Chris is standing. Carlos keeps you focused though, grabbing your chin and turning you back towards him.

He guides your movements. His hips roll against yours in deep motions. One of his muscular arms is wrapped around your back while the other sits in the position to hold your ass. Both feel so good, like live wires resting against your skin.

You dance with him. Your arms rise up and drape around his neck. You follow his movements, letting him take you through the sequence with ease. it makes your head spin. Not only the thrill of being with someone else, but the feeling of your boyfriend watching on.

All the excitement swirling with the liquor leaves you feeling kind of dizzy as the song ends. You stumble back from Carlos. He reaches for you, trying to make sure you stay up right and don't go crashing down on your ass in front of everyone. That isn't part of the plan.

"'m fine," you say, "Just gotta go to the bathroom real quick."

Waltzing away, you snake around the furniture without any grace and make your way to the hall that leads to the rest of Billy and Rebecca's home. You find the door to the bathroom easily, but opening it doesn't come with the same lack of difficulty.

Before you can process what's happening, someone is right behind you. Your hand rests on the cool knob. A little shudder goes through you at the feeling of the weight against your back.

"Are you sure you're ok, princess? You look a little wobbly," rasps Carlos directly into your ear.

"I'm fine," you say again, this time with a little more whine in your voice.

"I don't know... you look like you're barely standing on your own," he murmurs in your ear, "I think your boyfriend would want me to look after you."

His hands slide around on your waist. They coast up over your ribs to cup your breasts through your dress. You pant at the touch, your skin breaking out into chills.

"No... I don't, 'm fine. I'll be right back..." you say. Your voice sounds airy and distant. The movement of your hands match as they fruitlessly try to push his hands down.

He chuckles, the deep timbre of his voice rumbling beside your head. Pulling you backwards, his back lands against the wall and your body presses into him. His arms close around you in a tighter circle.

"Cute girl like you... I just don't think you should be left alone," he teases.

You whimper and squirm your hips, pushing them back against his pelvis. He lets out a soft groan at the sensation and keeps you right there.

"Look at you, just asking for someone to take advantage," he whispers.

You're about to turn your head to look up at him, but before you can, a new set of fingers nudges your chin upward in their owner's direction. Chris stares into your eyes, smirking at how helpless you look.

"He's right, sweetheart," he chides, "You're lucky you have us watching out for you."

His voice is husky as he leans closer. You can feel his breath fanning over your face.

"The way you were prancing around out there, showing yourself off in your little dress... anyone could've followed you back here. And who could blame them? Who wouldn't want a taste?" he continues.

His fingers skim your thighs and ghost over the space below the white hem. They toy with the fabric, teasing the idea that they'll peel it upwards to reveal the lacy panties you wear underneath.

Another pathetic noise trickles from your lips because you want him to. God, you want him to. You'd let them both ravish you right there in the middle of the hall. One holding you in his strong arms while the other pumped his dick in and out of your slick cunt.

Carlos noses at your jaw. His lips graze over your pulse point while his hands grope your breasts with more intent. There would be no mistaking his touches as accidental now. He grabs at them through your dress, pinching at your hardening nipples over the barrier.

You rock your ass back against him again. "Guys... we can't..." you babble as heat floods your body.

"Why not, princess?" Chris asks. He presses his front against your thigh, letting you feel his swelling bulge.

Your legs squirm and drift together. You try to squeeze your thighs for some friction, but he knocks them back apart with one of his knees.

"Leon... I'm with Leon," you breathe, doe eyes looking up at him with all the desire in the world.

"Oh, Leon, huh?" Carlos croons, "Would Leon have a problem with the way you’re rubbing up on me? With the way your pussy is dripping for Chris."

You whine and bite your lip before speaking. "It's not," you whimper.

"It is, baby," he says. One of his hands starts to slither South. "You're telling me that if I slipped my fingers under your dress and into those pretty panties, that I wouldn't feel you completely soaked for us? Is that what you're saying?"

Before you can defend yourself further, someone clears their throat from the end of the hall.

All of your heads snap in that direction to find Leon standing there, stiff as a board. He has his arms crossed; though, almost immediately they shift to rest on his hips. He looks like a disapproving parent staring at the three of you with disapproval all over his features.

Still, his harsh expression doesn't conceal the outline of his stiff cock in his pants.

"I don't think that's appropriate, guys," he says, "Feeling up on my girlfriend while she's telling you she has me?"

"It's not like that, Leon. We're watching out for her. Making sure she doesn't get into trouble. We're doing you a favor," Carlos grins. His hands drop from your breasts to your waist, but he makes sure to give the area a squeeze to let you know he's not done.

"Mhm. You know how she gets when she's been drinking," Chris says to him.

"I mean look. She may be saying no, but her body was just about begging for us," Carlos adds.

Your boyfriend hums in acknowledgement and watches with the same unyielding eyes. "Still don't think this is the place to deal with it," he says.

They both huff out laughs. "Probably not," Chris agrees.

"Some privacy would be best," Carlos continues.

You stand there, trying not to squirm as they talk like you're not even there. None of them look at you nor directly address you. The conversation is between them, deciding your fate. You just wait to be handed your sentence.

"Maybe we should head back to our place. Make sure the booze didn't get to her too much," Leon proposes, as if it was entirely his idea he thought of in the moment.

"Sounds good to me," Carlos says, patting your hip before boosting you forward.

"Same here," Chris grins.

You stumble over to your boyfriend who takes you under his arm. He looks down at you as if he's disappointed, though you can see the desire in his eyes. The two of you snake back through the hall and toward the front door.

"Were they bothering you, sweetheart?" he asks like he's truly concerned.

"Mhm," you hum and nod against his chest.

Your pair keeps walking, waving at Rebecca and Billy and giving them brief thank you's before walking back outside into the brisk October air.

Like you planned Chris and Carlos wait a little before following your path. None of you wanted to make it too obvious what you had planned for the rest of the night.

Each of you makes it back to your and Leon's house in record time it seems. He drives you and himself while the other two trail on their own. They enter through your front door only a few minutes after you and your boyfriend settle on the couch.

After that feels like a blur. There's hands all over you. They pass you around from one lap to the other. Your clothes fall to the floor piece by piece until you're left bare. They talk but rarely to you.  The voices and touches all swirl together in one big mess until the three of you land in a collective position.

Leon looms above you, his piercing eyes locked onto your face. His hips roll against your center. He pumps his cock deep between your soaked velvety walls with each precise thrust. His hands cradle the back of your thighs, keeping them spread apart so that you can't shut him out. He grins down at you.

"You might think it's too much, baby, but she clearly doesn't," he teases, "So, so wet."

"I'm not even in your pussy, and I can feel that. Such a messy girl," the voice behind you says.

Chris sits below you. His warm bulky thighs support the parts of you Leon's hands can't. Your back rests against his chest while his strong hands play with your nipples. His dick is buried snug inside your ass. He's not moving, thank god. The stretch is enough to nearly reduce you to tears.

"She's messy up top too," the man above you adds with a grin, his thumb swiping away some spit that had dribbled from the corner of your mouth.

Carlos had your head between his palms. He kept a firm grip on you as leverage to rock his hips, sliding his length into the plush wetness of your throat. Deep groans and sighs leak from his mouth as his head falls back.

You whine around the girth of his shaft, but you can't squirm. There's so much going on. Even though you're in a relatively simple position, it feels as though you're tangled up with the three men surrounding you.

"No backing out now, baby. This is what you wanted," Leon taunts as he thrusts.

"Such a little slut. Your boyfriend isn't enough for you, huh?" Chris teases, nipping at the shell of your ear.

You whine louder around Carlos as he fucks your face, but he takes no mercy. He doesn't slide out to let you defend yourself. He slides as deep as he can, nestling your nose against the thick dark hair that curls above the base of his cock.

"Sounds like a yeah to me," he chuckles.

A soft gagging noise echoes from your throat and your eyes water. He holds his position for a few seconds longer before pulling back to give you a few moments to breathe. You gasp in a few breaths. Your head spins with the return of sufficient oxygen. But you still feel hazy from the two cocks inside you, one unmoving and keeping you constantly full, the other rocking back and forth, striking every little spot inside you.

"Leon," you cry. Your head falls back on Chris's shoulder, "Too much."

He smirks at your repeated protest and keeps going. "Nope. You can handle it, babydoll. You wanted to play with other guys, so I'm letting you."

Chris's fingers rub at your clit, causing you to tighten up around Leon. He hisses from above, but it only makes him move faster. The harder thrusts rock you on Chris's length. He grunts from the added stimulation and keeps the rough pads of his digits twirling around your sensitive little nub.

"That's right, sweetheart. Just relax and take it," he mutters in your ear.

Carlos strokes your cheek while jerking his cock right in front of your face. You watch as precum pearls at the tip, dripping from the slit in sticky beads.

"Fuck... you're pretty, so fucking cute," he mumbles from above you.

You feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. The urge to squirm becomes more pronounced. Your clit throbs under Chris's tender fingers while your walls clamp down on your boyfriend.

"Wanna cum," you whimper desperately.

"What happened to too much? Thought you said no more?" Carlos mocks.

"Don't care. Just wanna cum now," you cry. Your lip juts out into a quivering pout as you feel the pleasure growing more intense and spreading from between your legs all throughout your body. Tears dew at your waterline, making your lashes shimmer.

"Again? So greedy," Chris tuts from behind.

But in front, Leon nods with self-satisfaction all across his face. "You can cum, angel. Go ahead. Just know it won't be the last one."

You whine at the idea. You wanted release so bad, but you were already so overstimulated. It's not like you had any control over it though. You were climbing to the peak fast, and there was no way of going back down. Watching Carlos stroke himself to the sight of you getting your insides rearranged had your tummy fluttering with the urge to let go.

You try to hold it. Try to prolong it a bit more so that they're closer and cum with you. But at a certain point, you can't hold back anymore. Your back arches off of Chris's chest, and your whines fill the air. You shudder in his arms, quivering between him and Leon. Release crashes over you, wave after wave. It feels like the euphoria will never end when Leon finally groans and bursts inside you.

His cum floods your insides, filling you up just how you need it. He tilts his head back and sighs as the feeling seeps into him. As you're feeling the added effects from his high, Carlos reaches his. He moans nice and loud before painting your face with white streaks. The warm sticky liquid lands on you in patternless blotches.

You whimper but not in protest. It was what you wanted. The only thing that would make it better is Chris filling up your other hole too, but he stays hard and still, not giving in just yet.

Your boyfriend comes to a halt with his thrusts and slowly pulls out. Some of his cum leaks out as his length leaves your cunt. You whine at the empty feeling.

"Hush," he murmurs as he steps back. He catches his breath from a distance, but he knows none of you are done. Even with him and Carlos temporarily spent, they'd get it back up soon enough. "So needy. You still got one of us inside you, and you're complaining."

"Easy thing to do is to just give her what she wants again," Carlos says, "You and I could switch since Redfield seems comfortable."

Your boyfriend nods, looking between you and the other man.

"Sound good, baby?" he asks as if you actually get a say, "Carlos will put another load in your pussy, and I'll let you actually swallow mine this time around."

Even though your cunt aches with all the pleasure it's endured and your jaw feels sore from taking a dick in your mouth for the last however long... you nod. Despite what you said, you hadn't had enough. You really didn't know if you ever would.

[phantomspiderr]

roleplay w/ ghostface!rio vidal x reader x agatha harkness

kinktober '24 ~ no 5

a/n: little bit of warning, it's rio so there's knife play involved. I would also mark this as dubcon/noncon so if that's not for you please don't read. I wrote this with the thought of this being a prior conversation and rules and safe words being in place etc in mind

You jump out of your skin as your phone rings out loudly in the kitchen, your heart thumps in your chest and your body tingles all over. It rings once, then twice before you pick it up to answer. “Hello?” You receive no response but there’s a quiet electric hum coming through the speaker so you repeat yourself. Just as you consider hanging up a voice sounds, a hello followed by your name. The voice is unrecognisable, it’s croaky and robotic and it only adds to the drumming in your chest. “Um, hello. Who is this?���

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” You roll your eyes, sitting yourself in one of the dining chairs.

“Well, you know my name so I think it’s only fair I know yours.” You counter, tilting your head to the side as if the mystery caller could see you.

“What’s not fair is a pretty girl like you being home all alone.” Your heart drops at those words, eyes instantly darting around to the back door to your yard and then to the kitchen window above the sink. A maniacal chuckle comes through the speaker and you can feel your body tremble. “Did you think I would just knock?” You don’t even get a chance to respond because suddenly, there’s a blaring sound coming from the living room. You drop the phone on the table, hands coming up to cover your ears and you run toward the deafening noise. The tv plays some old news clip about a group of teenagers who were mysteriously found murdered. You fumble around throwing pillows and blankets off of the couch until you find the remote, shutting off the television immediately. You let out a deep breath, feeling disoriented by the loud noise and fast-moving.

“Very funny Rio. The plan wasn’t to burst my eardrums.” You call out into the room then you hear your phone ring loudly again and your whole body jumps and the remote goes clattering to the floor. With quick steps you move back to the kitchen, grab the device and answer.

“Do you like scary movies?”

“No. Now, who is this?” You continue to play along with Rio’s little game. A silly idea she’d proposed to you after a spooky movie night. A night that you spent curled into her side jumping at every little scare.

“Oh, why not? Are you scared?”

“No.”

A door slams and a short scream escapes you. It’s just the wind you tell yourself as your heart continues to race. The voice on the phone laughs again and you think for a second that you hear the laugh coming from upstairs.

“I thought you weren’t scared.”

“Why are you doing this?” You’re met with silence and then the line goes dead. You look at your phone confirming that the call is no more and then there it is, the sound of slow deliberate footsteps coming from directly above you. Everything in you tells you to run but your feet seem to have a mind of their own as your body moves toward the stairs. You stand at the bottom peering up into the darkness and that’s when you hear a slow call of your name but you can’t tell where it’s coming from. It seems to bounce around the house, not revealing the place of origin. A sound almost like nails on a chalkboard pierces your ears sending ripples down your spine. Then suddenly, there’s a pounding coming from your front door and a muffled raised voice slips through the cracks. Perplexed, you rush to the door and swing it open to reveal your neighbour, Agatha. Her face splattered with what looked like blood and a tinge of fear washes over you. She shoves you aside and slams the door shut, bolting it and leaning her head against the wood while she huffs and pants.

“Agatha?! What happened to you? Is that blood? Are you okay?” Your chest feels like it’s going to explode from the thumping of your heart.

“She’s gone crazy. She tried to kill me so I had to…” Agatha turns to you, a crazed look in her eyes, “You’ve got to believe me. It was self-defence!”

“A-Agatha, what happened?” Agatha’s movements are frantic, her hands smearing blood across her face. Fear washes over you and before Agatha can utter another word you both hear a door creak, it’s the familiar creak of your back door and your head immediately snaps around to the source of the sound. But you can’t see the door and suddenly there's a hand over your mouth, muffling a surprised yelp.

“Uh oh, looks like I didn’t finish the job.” Agatha whispers in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine, “Better run and hide bunny.” Her hand drops from your mouth and slowly you turn to face her, a sinister smile etched on her face. You’re moving before you can even register, had Rio brought Agatha in on her little game to really sell it? Haphazardly you climb the stairs, tripping on a couple of steps in the process. You can’t hear any movement behind you but you don’t stop moving. Your mind races trying to think of a good hiding place but your feet carry you to the one place you feel the safest, your bedroom. Your eyes search for a place to hide and you pick the only reasonable option even if it is the obvious one. You rip open the closet doors and practically throw yourself into the corner, you’re hugging your knees and trying your best to calm your racing heart and mind. There’s a tiny crack where the doors meet and you can just make out the bedroom door. The only sound you can hear is the blood pumping in your ears, no footsteps or doors opening. The wait is agonizing, it feels like you’ve been there too long for nothing to have happened by now so you pluck up the courage to get up. Maybe Rio wanted more of a chase? You try to be quiet, opening the closet just slightly and peeking into the bedroom. Nothing, it’s empty. So, you emerge from the closet and slowly you take steps toward the bedroom door. Your hand just rests on the doorknob but you’re jolted away from it when two hands are suddenly grabbing you. You scream as you're dragged backwards before a hand is slapped over your mouth to muffle the noise. The unknown strength uncaringly throws you onto the bed like a rag doll and your eyes go wide when you see the dark cloaked figure with that ghost white mask. Then they’re on you before you can get away but you struggle against their iron grip, wriggling as the masked figure pins your hands above your head. You cry out, not stopping until you feel cold metal press against your neck and you finally stare into the black eyes of the mask. Their head tilts as if they’re scanning your face, watching your expression as the knife presses harder and causes a searing hot pain to develop on your skin. Your eyes shut tightly and sting with tears, and then the blade is suddenly gone and your eyes shoot open to see the knife raised in the air and without warning it begins coming toward you. There’s a genuine fear coursing through your veins as you expect a sharp pain but instead, the knife is buried in the pillow right by your head. You flinch, your head turning to see a familiar green dimpled handle.

“That wasn’t funny Rio.” Your eyes are watery and you move your body in an effort to push her off but she doesn’t budge. “How did you get in here without me seeing you?” Your head tilts a fraction but still you get no audible reply. “Did you cheat? We said no magic.” Your chest still rises and falls quickly and the lack of response is startling you. The black voids of the mask stare back at you, your eyes move to watch as their free hand reveals a small bundle of rope. You don’t resist it when the cloaked figure loops the rope around your wrists, pulling tightly on purpose to ensure there will be marks tomorrow. You wince as they pull and tug at your limbs until they’re wound together and secured to the headboard.

“Oh no, please don’t kill me.” You whine, hoping that playing along with Rio’s fantasy will elicit a response. It’s not the response you hoped for but you watch as she wraps her gloved fingers around the blade once again. Your eyes flutter closed when she places the tip on your cheek and you feel it graze down your skin, nipping at the collar of your shirt and trailing down further. Once it reaches your waist she pauses and your eyes open to see why. In an instant, the knife expertly slips under your pants and you take in a sharp breath as the blade slices through the material like butter. Your eyes flicker between the cut in the fabric and the mask. It’s almost like you can feel the grin that burns through the mask. The knife is suddenly thrust back into the pillow by your head and you flinch again, letting out a shaky breath. Her hands are back on you; first starting by cupping your face, their head tilting to study you. Then her hands move down, trailing along your neck and slowing to brush over your breasts which you instinctively push up into. She momentarily halts her movements when you do that, then her hands press harder making sure her fingers fan across your covered nipples. Your mouth falls open with a sharp inhale and your hips buck upward. Her hands fall away from your breasts and move down your stomach, this time her fingers dig into your flesh until she reaches the tear in your pants. She makes sure to ghost a finger down the newly exposed skin where the fabric falls away. Then she’s tearing at the material, wanting to expose more of you. It doesn’t take long for there to be nothing but tatters left on your legs. Your skin is left red and sore from the yanking and rubbing of the fabric. You squirm as you try to reposition yourself into a more comfortable position and use it as a way to hide your now bare pussy but it’s impossible as your cloaked figure kneels between your legs forcing them open. You keep pushing against their grip but when one of their hands disappears under their cloak you grow curious. She pulls her cloak up to expose a thick purple strap secured tightly around her waist and you swear you begin to drool at the sight. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea if it meant Rio bought you such a nice new toy to play with. You seem to back down and become relaxed as her grip on your thigh grows, her nails digging in to add a sharp sting. Your breathing picks up when slowly she towers over you again, your eyes locking back onto the mask. She hovers above you, one hand now at the side of your head to hold her up and the other moves the tip of her strap through your folds. Your body shudders at the touch and you fight to keep your eyes open. Then with no further warning, she pushes into you and a scream escapes you as the stretch stings and your hands tug against your confides repeatedly. Your eyes prickle with tears but it only seems to spur her on. She straightens up so she can thrust rapidly until your screams turn into gasps and moans that seem to build more when her covered thumb presses down on your clit. The jilting of your bodies causes enough friction that she doesn’t even need to move the digit. Your eyes seem to roll back as she continues on her rough pursuit, her palm pushing down on the bulge she creates while driving her cock into your abused hole over and over until you're on the edge of cumming. 

“Well one of us is going to have to change.” Your eyes shoot open at the sound of your girlfriend's voice, it sounds further away than you think it should be and you’re confused by the sentence. But the pounding continues and you’re still panting when you see Rio standing by the bedroom door dressed in a black cloak and holding an identical white ghost mask. You’re completely disoriented at this point, if Rio is standing there then who is towering above you still thrusting their cock into you as your girlfriend watches.

“You couldn’t have let the sweet girl cum before you interrupted?” A muffled voice grunts from under the mask, then their hand raises to pull off the mask. “Hi sugar,” that sweet neighbourly voice rings in your ears as she grins down at you.

“A-Agatha?” Your question draws out as a string of moans tumbles out of your mouth. Your eyes flutter shut again as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. Both of Agatha’s hands had shifted to your hips, aggressively tugging them to meet her thrusts as she watched your orgasm overtake your body. Your back is arched and your toes curled as she forced her strap into you again and again until you were over-sensitive and crying out. Her thrusts eventually come to a stop, her cock still buried deep inside you as you clench and squirm. You flinch when a gentle hand touches your face, your eyes open to see Rio standing by the bed now. She smiles down at you, a hint of pride in her expression.

“Angel,” the sweet pet name rolls off her tongue like honey but then she’s squeezing your face between her fingers and a dark look washes over her face, “you can’t be making all that noise.” You blink up at her, still keenly aware of Agatha’s presence between your thighs. “What if the neighbours complain?” A wicked grin breaks out on Rio’s face as she looks up at Agatha who mirrors her expression. “We’ll just have to find a way to keep you quiet huh?”

“I can think of one.” Agatha remarks quickly and Rio’s fingers release their grip on your face. Rio hums as if in thought, trying to play off like they haven’t already orchestrated this whole thing to go a certain way.

“I like your thinking, Aggie. Why don’t I sit on that pretty little face while you have your way with her again and again until she just can’t take it.” You seem at a loss for words as you just watch your beautiful girlfriend climb onto the bed. She kneels beside you for a moment to share in an exchange with Agatha, the pair holding one another’s face for just a brief moment before Rio moves again. She straddles your chest and you wriggle slightly, momentarily forgetting that Agatha’s strap is still stretching your sensitive hole. A whine falls from your lips and Rio tuts. “You’re such a pretty girl, it’s a shame you just can’t keep quiet.” Her condescending tone floats through the air as she hikes up the black fabric that drapes her body to reveal her bare pussy just inches from your face. She slips a hand into your hair as she pulls herself forward. She tugs your head up and sinks her wet folds down onto your face, your mouth instinctively opens and your tongue gathers her familiar taste. Immediately she begins rocking her hips back and forth and your eyes fall closed as she uses you for her own pleasure. A sharp moan vibrates against her core as Agatha begins to move inside of you again and Rio’s grip on your hair tightens. “Do that again.” You’re not sure if she’s growling at you or Agatha at that point but you both seem to respond as Agatha fluidly starts thrusting into you again and a flurry of moans vibrates against Rio’s clit. “Fuck!” She cries out, now arguably she is becoming louder than you were but no one is sitting on her face. Your tongue continues to lick and prod at her, trying your hardest to make her cum. Your eyes open to see her head thrown back as her hips move in time with Agatha’s and you’re not sure whether it’s the lack of oxygen or the second orgasm washing over you that prickles your vision. You look up at Rio’s blissed-out face, seeing black spots as your hips thrash around while Agatha relentlessly continues to hammer into you. Wave after wave of pleasure hits you again and again until your mind is completely gone.

“Oh now you’ve gone and killed the poor sweet thing.” Agatha’s echoey voice whirls around your head.

“Don’t worry, she’ll come around.” You can feel a soft hand holding your face and an arm secured around your shoulders. “Look there she is,” Rio’s voice seems to pull you back as your eyes slowly blink open, “hi sweetheart.” A weak smile stretches out on your face as you curl your tired body inward, snuggling closer into Rio’s arms.

Your hands had somehow been freed and now you were curled up in the bed with Rio next to you and another presence close by.

“What-what happened?” Your weak, croaky voice comes out and your throat feels dry.

“Don’t worry angel. Why don’t we just get you cleaned up and in bed huh?” Your mind is fuzzy and your entire body aches but you feel a buzz running through your veins.

“Did I do a good job?” Your question comes out small and you hear a duet of giggles before Agatha closes in to press a kiss to your temple and she softly speaks.

“A good job? Baby, you’re gonna be in the sequel.”

[joonggphilia]

Could I request hard thoughts of any group of your choosing with any theme? Like it's all up to you

Ateez Hard Thoughts

Ot8 Favorite/Main kinks ———————————————————————

Seonghwa has a major mommy kink. He needs you to call him mommy in bed or he might just lose it. He likes to baby you during sex, treating you like a sweet thing to take care of. He is gentle and loving, to the point where it’s suffocating. Along with you calling him mommy, he wants you to suck his middies <3

Hongjoong is definitely the type to have a sound kink. Auralism is super important to him. He loves the sound of your whimpers and cries. His favorite thing is when you chant his name, begging for him to move faster, sending him over the edge. He also loves the sound of sex. He likes the sound of your tight hole squeezing his throbbing cock and the skin to skin contact reverberating throughout the room. If you’re not loud enough he’ll make sure you change that. Comments like “Baby, what did we talk about? We can be louder.” And “I can’t hear you, let’s speak up, yeah?”

Yunho has a size kink for sure. He’s so big compared to everyone, how could he not. He’ll have his hands next to each side of your head, his large form looming over you as he fucks into your heat. He’ll press onto your stomach, his hand feeling for his large cock inside of you. He likes to have you under him, feeding his pride.

Yeosang has a praise kink and bondage kink. He loves telling you how pretty you are and how good you make him feel. “My pretty boy, I feel so good right now. You do this to me, you make me feel like this.” He’ll coo in your ear and kiss your face. If he’s feeling freaky, he’ll tie you up. Specifically, shibari. He likes when you look all pretty for him, intricate patterns emphasizing all your pretty features.

San is a huge fan of mirror sex. Biggest enthusiast of it ever. He has multiple full sized mirrors in his closet, picking which one is best for the vibe. He’ll put you into positions so you can see his thick cock please your pretty hole. He also wants you to see the beautiful faces you make that drive him crazy. He likes to jerk you off in the mirror as well, teasing you with the sinful view of his strong hands around your dick.

Mingi is roleplay and degradation all the way. He likes getting in character to fuck you, making everything more exciting. He’ll have you as his husband, dog, fwb, coworker, anything as long as you’re comfortable! He loves the thought of you being his and his alone. He wants you as his man whore. He’ll call you any term that comes to mind in bed, especially his whore or slut <3

Wooyoung likes having sex in risky places, semi-public. He’ll fuck you in the recording studio, practice room, public restroom, and even a friend’s house. The thrill is so arousing to him, maybe if someone caught you guys it would make him feel even better. To get you to agree to having sex it takes a bit of corruption. He likes corrupting you, tainting the innocence that was once yours.

Jongho is the type of guy with a muscle and marking kink. He is so much stronger than you, so built. He can move you into any position he’d like in the blink of an eye. When he fucks you, he is absolutely covering you with marks. His grip on your hips is quite literally bruising, leaving behind big blue and purple spots. He’ll also give you big hickeys, ones you can’t hide, just so everyone knows you’re his. Sometimes he’ll get so carried away he’ll draw blood, but you don’t mind. After sex you’ve got prominent marks on your neck, chest, thighs, and hips. Jongho doesn’t miss a spot. You’re all his.

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[little-strawberry100]

How I Think The Shaw Pack Listeners Spent Christmas Growing Up

Angel:

-Growing up, Angel and their family would fly/drive to their grandparents house who lived out of state to spend Christmas with them.

-On Christmas Eve Angel and their grandparents would make cookies for Santa while their parents were in a different room finishing wrapping presents.

-When everyone was asleep, Angel would stay up and try to listen for Santa but would end up falling asleep 20 minuets later.

-Angel would be the first one awake Christmas morning and would rush to the living room to count the many presents under the tree and sit by the tree surrounded by their presents till everyone woke up.

Babe:

-Growing up Babe would spend Christmas with their WHOLE family. Parents, Grandparents, Uncles, Aunts, Cousins, all of them crammed into one house. (Like Home Alone)

-All of the kids would spend Christmas Eve playing board games, eating pre made cookies, wrapping presents for their parents everything and anything.

-When it came time to go to sleep, all of the kids would be crammed into one room to sleep o the floor while the parents slept in the spare rooms and pull out mattresses.

-The Kids would all stay up late to talk to one another and to play would you rather until one of them got a little too loud and woke up an adult who would go to check on them and sometimes getting caught.

-Since the kids were usually sleeping downstairs, they would all sneak out to go look at the presents and snag at least ONE more cookie before they all scurried back to bed awaiting the morning to come so then they could open presents.

Sweetheart:

-Growing up Sweetheart spent Christmas home with their parents, the rest of their family being too far away for anyone to really afford traveling.

-Sweetheart and their family would play Christmas escape room games that each of them planned out for each other for the past three months. (Sweethearts dad usually being the one to win)

-Sweetheart and their parents would end the night watching Die Hard before going to sleep for the night waiting for Christmas morning to arrive.

-Sweetheart would be the last one awake, usually their sibling(s)/Parents being the one's to wake them for a big breakfast before they were to open presents.

Darlin:

-Growing up Darlin never really had Christmas with their parents, them usually being 'Too Busy' to be home with their jobs to be home.

-Darlin would do the basics to prepare for Christmas, decorating the house, baking cookies, watching Christmas movies (The old one's being their favorites), everything by themselves all in one day.

-When Christmas morning came around, Darlin would wake up later in the morning, tired from all the work they did the day before hoping to see their parents in their bed or in the living room waiting for them to wake up, but being greeted to and empty house.

-Darlin would sit by the tree tears threatening to spill from their eyes until a soft knock was heard from the front door. Darlin would get up, and shuffle their bare feet to the front door expecting it to just be the mail man needing someone to sign a package, but is met with Gabe holding a big sake full of presents and half of the pack at the other side of the door ready to spend Christmas with the lone child.

A/N: I felt like I needed to do something Christmassy after I missed Halloween, but I honestly had fun doing headcannons for the Shaw pack. I might end up doing the other Redacted groups or some other Audio Roleplay listeners from different channels.

[bleach-boyz]

Chapter 1: The Chick Next Door

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So your family moved next door to Dico when you were six years old, and although he was two years older than you, you became fast friends. This was mostly due to proximity and your parents' strong encouragement of you two spending time together (they were scared of you not making friends, which you admittedly had trouble with). Outside of that, though, you actually had a lot in common: you liked to watch the same cartoons and movies and loved to roleplay with your toys in each other's front yards. You were pretty inseparable until Dico’s first year in high school.

It wasn’t that you two made a conscious effort to stop hanging out; it was just sort of a natural side effect of getting older and going through your awkward phase. You both just became too aware of the way your friendship was perceived by others, and it made you insecure. There was no ill will, though, and you’d still stop and say hi to him and even occasionally go to a movie together if neither of you had plans. 

At some point, he started hanging around this group of boys; some of them were skaters, but if you ever saw them, they were usually just being loud and recording each other with a camera in Dico’s yard. Every time you had to interact with them, a ball of anxiety would form in your chest, mostly due to the fear of being the butt of one of their jokes but also because you were at an age where you couldn’t talk to a boy without blushing. 

Over the years, you grew to recognize all the members of Dico’s group and had your own assumptions and impressions of each of them based on the little interactions you had. The group gave off an air of immaturity, but there was never a time when they appeared to not be having fun. It made you a bit jealous that you weren’t part of a close group of friends like that. 

When Dico graduated, you assumed that that would be the last you’d see of those boys outside of school, but you found out from your parents that Dico wasn’t going to college and was going to keep living with his parents. You didn’t want to admit that you were actually glad to hear this. 

Your junior year was extremely uneventful. The boys used to provide occasional entertainment for you and the rest of the student body at school, but after Dico and a few others graduated, one of them was kicked out, and another dropped out, day to day became even more boring. You’d still see them messing around at Dico’s, but the visits became less frequent. 

At the end of that school year, Dico stopped you in your yard one day to tell you he was having a party at his house while his parents were out of town that weekend. You spent the days leading up to the party debating whether or not you should go. You stood in your kitchen an hour after the party started, staring at Dico’s house through your window. You only managed to force yourself out of the house after taking two shots of tequila from your parents liquor cabinet. 

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Walking out your front door, you can already hear the sound of the music blasting inside Dico's place. You worry about whether or not the sound would be enough to drive one of your more ill-tempered neighbors towards calling the police, but figure if that happens, it’s a short dash back to your place so you could probably avoid getting in trouble. 

You walk slowly over to Dico’s front door, following a group of girls whom you didn’t recognize, giving them a small, friendly smile when you accidentally make eye contact. They lead the way inside and seem to immediately bump into some people they know, leaving you alone in the entryway. 

You have an impulse to immediately turn around and leave, but then you see Dico and one of his friends rounding the corner and heading towards you. 

"Hey dude, did you just get here? You haven’t seen a tall guy with ginger hair running around here, have you?" Dico asks, stopping in front of you. 

"Uh yeah, I just got here, and no, I don’t think so.." you respond. 

"No worries, you need a drink?" Dico gestures back towards the kitchen. His friend elbows him and clears his throat. 

"I’m Raab, by the way. Geez, Dico, don’t you know how to introduce people?" The friend says, and Dico elbows him back harder. 

"Weren’t you the one who got expelled for smearing shit on someone’s locker?" You ask without thinking. Dico laughs and looks at Raab, who has a smug look on his face. 

"Your reputation proceeds you." Dico teases and then invites you both to follow him to the kitchen. 

In the kitchen, you see a few more people that you know are from that same friend group. Dico introduces you to each of them, and they all surprisingly recognize you as "the chick that lives next door." 

A couple drinks later, Dico corrals everyone to the basement, where a band has set up to play. The drummer was a tall, ginger guy who you realize must be the person Dico was looking for before. You also realize that he is in your grade, and you two have had a few classes together in the past year, but you can’t quite remember his name. 

The music is rock/metal in genre, so all the boys start moshing in the center of the room, which causes you to stay close to the back wall. At some point, a blonde guy comes up to you and wordlessly offers you another drink. After finishing it, you can say with absolute confidence that you are officially drunk. 

Following the set, a bunch of you go outside to smoke cigarettes and weed. You refuse the weed, knowing that you are already a little too far gone, but when that same blonde guy who gave you a drink earlier offers you a cigarette, you feel compelled to take it. 

"It’s Ryan, by the way." The blonde says while lighting your cigarette. You take a substantial inhale and, surprisingly, don’t cough despite never having smoked before. 

"I’ll try to remember that." You say and he raises his eyebrows at you. 

"Oh no, I just mean that like.. I’m drunk, and I’m not good with names." You backtrack, and Ryan chuckles. 

"You’re good."

The rest of the night is filled with cheerful conversation, and you end up going home feeling giddy over how well you got along with these people that you’ve been too scared to talk to for years. The entire night just put into perspective how silly you were to be intimidated by these guys.

You wonder why Dico suddenly decided to invite you to a gathering after you two had drifted apart. Part of you felt like he avoided having you around because you wouldn’t fit in or would embarrass him, though you knew that that was probably just your insecurities talking. Whatever, it was a conversation to be had with him some other day. 

Right now, you just need to go to bed.

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Hello! So this is the beginning of my CKY fic 🤭. I wasn’t expecting anyone to be interested but I already got a few follows which is so dope. I know this chapter is short but I just wanted to get something out there. The first few chapters are probably going to be similar to this in that I skip through some big periods of time and then drop in on events I want to show in more detail. If you have any thoughts or just wanna chat hmu! Thank you :)

[terastalungrad]

BB20: Wednesday 18 October

Pressure's on, gang - gonna try and catch up on Big Brother so I can watch the eviction live tonight!

Nominations! Good, I'm glad they're Wednesday rather than Thursday. A little more time before the Friday eviction.

Two nominations each this time, as is traditional. Last week, they only nominated one each. I quite like this idea. Gives a sense of escalation.

Olivia improvises a nomination song.

Jordan: You have a beautiful singing voice. A shame I have to hear it so loudly.

Jenkin nominates Henry. Jenkin finds him lazy and selfish, which he puts down to their different upbringings. Class divide! Welshman vs Tory. I am on Jenkin's side of course.

Jenkin thinks Zak tries to be friends with everyone and finds this false. Kerry said much the same thing yesterday, so here's another idea spreading memetically through the house.

Tom nominates Hallie! You leave her alone, boy. He doesn't think she's being her True Self, another popular meme phrase this year.

Tom nominates Jordan, for not pulling his weight "in this experience". I like it when they call it an experience. Although my favourite is when they call it a process as if it's the Apprentice.

Hallie nominates Zak for holding back on his opinions, a very classic Big Brother problem to have. We don't like tact in this show.

Hallie nominates Trish, who's been difficult to other housemates, and Hallie suspects Trish will treat her the same way as the group reduces in size.

Henry nominates Zak for being fake and masculine. He nominates Paul for being lowbrow.

In the living room, Hallie spies with her little eye something beginning with C. "Cocks!" Paul guesses.

Tumblr favourite Yinrun nominates Kerry because her kindness towards Yinrun seems superficial. She nominates Noky for celebrating her achievements rather than herself as a person.

It's an amazingly even spread so far. Zak has three nominations, and then seven other housemates have exactly one each.

Noky nominates Henry and Jordan for not contributing much to chores.

Chanelle nominates Zak and Trish for selfishness around food.

Paul nominates Trish for bringing up controversial topics of conversation, and Jordan for not doing chores.

Matty nominates Olivia for being loud, and Kerry for having tantrums.

Kerry nominates Zak for stirring trouble, and Matty for being annoying to her.

Olivia nominates Matty for slyly eating more than his fair share of food, and Henry for barely doing any chores.

Trish nominates Kerry for exaggerating her negative responses to tasks, and Paul for low emotional intelligence.

Jordan nominates Paul for his lowbrow humour and pranks, and Noky for making a big fuss and causing drama during the camping task.

Zak nominates Hallie for making a fuss to try and get what she wants, and Olivia for being rude and disrespectful.

Dylan nominates Matty and Henry for not doing their bit in terms of chores.

In summary!

Zak and Henry face eviction with 6 and 4 nominations respectively.

The voting was so close that, shockingly, every single housemate had the power to change the final result if they'd voted differently. Jordan, Kerry, Matty, Paul and Trish all received 3 nominations. Any could face eviction with one extra vote - and if Henry had received one vote fewer, they'd all be up.

Chanelle, Dylan, Jenkin, Tom and Yinrun received no nominations. Three big Steff faves here (the three non-English ones natch). Good result.

Stressful eviction this week though! I really like Zak, but he's become deeply unpopular in the house. I'd rather keep him than Henry, but I suspect viewers will save Henry since they enjoy his roleplay marriage to Jordan.

And ooh, look at me rooting for the handsome straight boi over the queer man. That's what happens when you support the Tories and the Royals. You lose my support.

"When you try to be everyone's friends, you actually make more enemies than you do friends." Kerry's anti-Zak sentiment has spread to Olivia now, look!

Henry's worried he'll be up. (He will be up.) Zak, Trish and Yinrun tell him he's great. They like him.

Whoever goes, it's a loss to the house. Zak and Henry both have very close friends.

Now, listen. I know Zak and Henry have become real people to us, but I really don't want the posh white Tory to beat the socialist immigrant.

Yinrun cries when she finds out who's up. :( She doesn't want to lose Henry.

Henry's sad, but doesn't want to cause a scene. Trish says he should feel free to make a scene.

"They've already nominated you. What are they going to do? Nominate you again?"

Yes, Trish! That is something they can do!

Olivia improvises a post-announcement song. Her improvised songs are all rubbish and I love them.

Trish is worried that Jordan isn't coping with Henry facing eviction. She thinks Jordan's putting on a front.

But ... Jordan will be fine, won't he?! He's not about attachment. Everyone else brought in one photo of family, and Jordan brought a photo of a nice plaza.

ARGH, ITV, I'm all for slightly longer episodes of this show, but can you please tell your schedulers so my Virgin box records the whole thing please??

Anyway, I planned ahead and recorded the next programme, so on we go.

Jordan and Matty have a lovely chat. I ship this a lot more than Jordan/Henry.

"I've made it this far in the process," says Zak. The process!! He said the thing!

Henry says he's found it better to vocalise his concerns. He advises Jordan do the same thing. Jordan is mortified. He's not holding anything in! Everyone thinks he's putting on a brave face, but he's doing nothing of the sort. He really isn't bothered. He'd prefer Henry not to go, and doesn't like Henry being upset. But he's not emotional.

[trixcuomo]

Trixany gets sued... finally

Haris Pilton: We're being sued over that book you wrote for Nozdormu.

Trixany: What! The Lil Noz X parody was cute, it was a slam dunk!

Haris: And who do you think is suing us? Lil Nas X, with an A, he plays video games. He did notice after a while.

Trixany: Well, crap. I hadn't thought of that.

Haris: And surprise surprise, someone else is suing you for your other book, Finding Fandom.

Trixany: I thought we scrapped that when I switched to writing for Nozdormu?

Haris: *sigh* They alt-universe sued us. That means they assumed you had intentions of writing the book in one or more alternative universes, which, of course, means you already have.

Trixany: Huh?

Haris: You think they didn't get access to Bronze dragon lawyers too, after the first stunt you pulled? Apparently, Raszageth, aka Raszanini tipped them off. You devoted a whole chapter to her, if I recall.

Trixany: Raszageth doesn't want to be at the center of a cute pop song? I turned her dungeon raid into the next dance craze! People love being blown off the platform now, and exploding during phase three. Good LFR groups with great tanks are actually queueing for that raid again, I did that. Trixany Cuomo! What's her problem?!

Haris: Well... *she slams her binder shut* You're not allowed to write for Haris Corp anymore. That's the long and short of it, Trixany. Don't worry though, we'll put you on some other assignment.

Trixany: ...

Haris: How would you like to be in a reality show with all the alts on your character screen? You'll be living in the same house together.

Trixany: There's like fifty of those! And they all resent me for my main OC status. They've never had any real play time in several years. Are you crazy??

Haris: We'll call it Fake World WrA. It is catchy, you have to admit.

Trixany: That sounds very familiar. Are you sure it hasn't been done before? *squints*

Haris: It's probably what we all call roleplaying on WrA in our minds, but it's like someone finally said it out loud. That's why.

Trixany: Yeah, that would be it.

Haris: We also considered Total Drama Not-Moon Guard Island.

Trixany: Well, that one definitely stings.

[manilafm]

Most wanted from the loud house?

Our members would especially love to see Lucy Loud, Lana Loud, Lola Loud, Lisa Loud, Lily Loud, Mr. Lynn, Sr., Loud, Mrs. Rita Loud, Rusty Spokes, Zachary ‘Zach’ Gurdle, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Liam Hunnicutt, Cristina, Stella Zhau, Renee, Meryl Farrell, Margaret ‘Margo’ Roberts, Sid Chang, Fiona, Sam Sharp, Emma, Jackie, Carol Pingrey, Chloe, Lacey St. Clair, Lainey, Lindsay Sweetwater, Meli Ramos, Polly Pain, Cici, Maddie, Maggie, Michelle, Paula Price, Shannon, Adelaide Chang, Shelby, Morag, Hattie, Chandler McCann, Clyde McBride, Whitney, Camille McCauley, Becky, Kat, Giggles, Chinah, Becky, Scoots, Nikki, Clare, Katherine Mulligan, Kate Bernardo, Claudette, Mollie, Girl Jordan, Bobby Santiago, Maria Casagrande-Santiago, Mrs. Frida Puga-Casagrande, Carlota Casagrande, Mr. Carlos Casagrande, Carlos ‘C.J.’, Jr., Casagrande, Carlino ‘Carl’ Casagrande, Carlitos Casagrande, Mrs. Rosa Casagrande, Mr. Howard McBride, Mr. Harold McBride, Gayle McBride, Dr. Arturo Santiago, Mr. Hector Casagrande-Guiterrez, Mr. Stanley Chang, Mrs. Becca Chang, Principal Wilbur T. Huggins, Agnes Johnson, Cheryl Farrell, Coach Pacowski, and Principal Ramirez from The Loud House in this RPG, ‘nonnie !!

[vesters-and-venum]

Sarah Rookwood 2016 (Year 7 - 17 y/o) -> Sarah Rookwood 2021 portfolio “The Green Witch” (College - 20s y/o) -> Sarah Alderman 2024 (sighs Year 5 - 15 y/o. Majority character designs looked adults I keep forgetting they’re high schoolers and not college students).

(By the way, not an evolution. Just reusing concepts and ideas)

First post!

//For those who recognized my character from 2016’s Southeast Asian HP roleplay fb group (if happen to stumble here); where back then we don’t have knowledge of She Who Must Not be Named’s bigotry yet, hello! It’s great to see you back after we all went offline and go separate ways to our IRLs!

It’s a long story from getting bone-achingly hurt by the author back in 2020 to now; and I don’t feel wanted to repeat telling the hurtful journey here as I repeatedly told how I felt (yes including the game) when the author’s bigotry was so loud during day 1, to a point I lost my friends who (unsurprisingly) had same views as her. Took years to “heal” (I don’t know if this word describe well, but for now I use it) from the unfortunate 2020 incidents, my relationship to this bewitching typical recurring theme media & introspection on myself being at peace for who I really am (I just write this part on surface level as in depths are personal and will remain private). 2020 was wild.

But throughout those period of time, The Worst Witch stole my heart, the OG before HP; hence you see inspiration in my portfolio storyboard animatic 2021! I’ve been repeatedly watch them and never get bored of it! (Please watch the Worst Witch both classic and CBBC/Netflix version!)

Let’s focus on present.

I (finally) borrowed the game; and this sideblog is dedicated to Sarah Alderman (previously Sarah Rookwood lol, I didn't know Rookwood exist in HP world) here for funsies. (Look at me only grew up with CD pirated films bought at night market and no books eheh💸 hashtag fakefan xD)

But, there is not much good screenshot pictures as there’s deadline for borrowing (loaning?) the game. But I did my best and what I could! Alas I just knew of photo mode AFTER I finished the game.

I also tend to forget there are small few trans peeps worked on this project as well. For sure they’re proud of it (the feeling of “reclaim” of sorts).

I have a lot to say regarding the game after my borrowing deadline came near. But long story short, the team really did their best to separate any She Who Must Not Be Named's aspects (it's still there in some parts, but it's a first step in my humble opinion). And I do hope the team maintain the momentum. Alas, despite She Who Must Not Be Named did not involve in this roleplaying magical school game, she still profited from it; hence I borrow it from office. And do not worry on the team's salary, as they already paid. And I say this is as someone who worked in entertainment industry.

I’m unsure what to tag in each posts you may see here, but definitely don’t want to tag the name of game. I may tag MC’s name, house name, location, and extra bits related to the picture. It’s okay if any of you stumble here though.

Enjoy!

[reoseuta]

welcome to Amaya’s garden! this garden is very wide and has so many plants that are tricky. thus, it is important for you to have this guide map so you don’t get lost and stay on the flowery path. please read carefully. 

⠀ 🍱🐈‍⬛ ( About Amaya!⠀ )

☻ Basic Information. 

♡ the full name is Amaya Lunaria Irvine.

you can call me simply by the nickname Maya / Aya. you can also create a new respectful one. calling me by my old aliases is restricted only to those who were actually present during the old days.

♡ is using SHE / HER as pronouns. 

I wouldn't mind being called as other pronouns, but calling me as the specified pronouns is appreciated more more more. 

♡ is in her legal age. 

♡ is having these types of personality classification: INTP (MBTI), 5W4 (Enneagram), Ravenclaw (Hogwarts House). {click on those types to read the outline about it}.

☻ Random Interest or Favourite Things of Amaya!

♡ consuming (eating & drinking):

• milk.

and I love many of creamy and milky food or drink.

• tea. 

not to mention about tea's aroma too. 

• milktea.

♡ watching:

• childhood cartoon / animation. 

I always be a childish person, so I keep the excitement towards these, for example: Strawberry Shortcake, Tinkerbell, Spongebob Squarepants, My Little Pony, The Backyardigans, etc.

• Narnia. 

simply it is the only film I can think representing me the best. everyone knows how attached I am to the film. I will be back once I decide another film that’s decent to be written here. 

• animal documentary.

my favourite animals whose documentary I love to watch are: wild cats, sea animal, wolf, penguin!

• ASMR.

my favourite triggers / categories are: roleplay, plucking negative energies, positive affirmations / complimenting you, fixing your eyes, fixing your vision, hand movement, soft spoken.

♡ listening:

• upbeat song or music.

the detailed genre is EDM or electronic-pop.

• KPOP.

I stan ENHYPEN to the fullest. following by BTS and TXT that I was fully stanning as well, whose song is still casually listened by myself. and a fair knowledge about the rest of HYBE groups and these survival shows: I-LAND, YG Treasure Box, &Audition, RUNext?, Dream Academy, I-LAND 2: N/a.

♡ seeing:

• red colour.

and also starting to love these colour lately: ash purple / navy, gray, white.

• floral pattern. 

• art 

I doubt I can produce an art by myself, but I have always been the #1 enjoyer of art. you will often find me engaging to posts about adorable and beautiful images!

• fantasy / dreamy / whimsy theme of many things.

♡ reading:

• Archive of Our Own (AO3) 

yes I read AO3 and I am so loud about it. (pssst— only for the NSFW ones. please do not tell my parents!)

♡ playing:

• psychological tests / personality indicators.

as I said, I believe in some theories regarding character classification such as MBTI, Enneagram, and Hogwarts House. you probably think how could I call it a game to play, but for me, theory is a fun game! that's why I talk about it A LOT. 

• Sudoku.

• 2048

• Plato.

trust me, I am only good at playing Plox and Ocho (though I am getting worse and worse at playing it). the rest is.. meh (just rely on luck). 

• Zepeto. 

I just love to style the looks there. 

• Dream House Days. 

I started to leave the game. 

• The Sims 4. 

I am still very much a beginner and needing an intensive guidances.

⠀ 🍱🐈‍⬛ ( About Amaya’s Cyber Account!⠀ ) {click on the title to get linked to the cyber account}.

☻ Important Reminders / Warnings.

♡ not accepting followers without consent.

♡ possiblity of containing a sensitive topics, and making you uncomfortable. 

because I often express and sharing my view that might be differ from other's. if you want to see it less often, or not at all, just use the available features: unfollow / block / mute. 

♡ not a fan-account. 

if you wonder why you don't often see my enthusiasm towards my idol, this is the answer. I have another account specialized for that purpose. 

♡ likes to deletes tweets. 

that’s most likely caused by my unstable sentiment about my tweets that I have posted and even under more unclear reason. so, you may find some of my tweets missing suddenly, no need to question why.

♡ not a roleplay account, so please don’t treat it like one. 

I can use whoever or even whatever as my PFP (profile picture), regardless of my muse in RP. although I use my RP muse as PFP most of the time as well, that doesn’t mean I portray them in cyber. so don’t associate my image and character there with the person I use as PFP. 

♡ very slow to respond. 

I admit this is my personal problem, which is always having difficulties gathering energies to reply to DM or mentions, so I apologize in advance. I tried and am continually still trying to be more consistent, regardless.

☻ What's Inside?

♡ opinion or just simply an expression of anything inside of her mind. 

♡ tiktok videos.

♡ mundane topics. 

♡ RP topics. 

open and closed. 

♡ some of mature topics. 

yet I tried to make it not to be explicit. 

⠀ 🍱🐈‍⬛ ( Another Access to Stay Connected with Amaya!⠀ )

♡ KKT.

{click on the text to access the other account}.

[dragonhunter686]

Part 2

-Preferences

15. Sex or masturbation?

Both. I really want to try guided or mutual masturbation

.16. Spit or swallow?

I would at least try to swallow. I want to be a good girl, and good girls swallow don't they?

17. Cut or uncut dicks?

I don't particularly care one way or another as long as I get to taste them 🥴

18. Rough or sensual sex?

I think I would prefer sensual sex since thats a big turn on for me

19. Oldest person you’d sleep with?

Never slept with anyone but I don't think I'd like to sleep with anyone over say 7 years older than me (25 years old since I am 18)

20. Loud or quiet partners?

Both are cute in their own way. The idea of someone desperately trying to stifle their moans is very appealing but so is the idea that I'm making them feel so good they can't help but let out their voice.

21. How much foreplay do you like?

don't think there's any amount that would be too much for me. How ever much my partner feels happiest with.

22. How much teasing do you like?

Once again if my partner is enjoying it then it's all ok for me.

23. What is too big for you to take?

Since I'm still a poor little virgin I don't think I could take too much, but that doesn't mean I won't try in any way I can to make them feel good. Just because I can't take it inside doesn't mean I cont still lick, suck, touch, play, and rub to pleasure them.

24. Do you do hookups or only sleep with a partner?

Hookups could be fun but for the most part I'd prefer to have a single or maybe a small group of partners since the emotional and mental connection and attraction is so important to me.

25. How much kissing do you like during sex?

If I could I don't think I'd ever let my lips leave yours.

26. What’s the most attractive part of the body?

The heart. If I'm not being sappy then probably the abdomen. Slim, muscular, chubby, all sizes are so fucking hot in their own way and I want to smother them in my cum.

-Location

27. Would you have sex in public?

Exhibitionism and public sex is a fantasy of mine, but I think I migjt be too scared of getting caught to ever do it for real. But if given the opportunity to try it in a controlled environment where I know their won't be consequences, or in a roleplay scenario it sounds incredible.

28. Last place you had sex?

N/A

29. Where would you most like to have sex?

In the arms of a beautiful girl or femboy (as I spend more time thinking about my fantasies and sexual desires the more I realize I might be gynephilic (if I am remembering my Latin correctly that means attracted to femininity amd female characteristics). But I also like butch women, I'm just not as attracted to masculine men.

30. Do you like spontaneous sex, or do you need to be in the mood?

Spontaneous sex sounds hot and free use is another kink I would like to try.

31. Could you go through with a hookup at a strangers house?

Maybe?

sex questions I wanted to awnser part 1

I can't find the original so if.any of you know where the questions come from please let me know so I can properly credit them

I saw this list of questions and wanted to answer it but am unfortunately a loveless virgin (I would be happy if someone wanted to fix that 🥺). I would find it cool if any of y'all who follow me or are just passing by and wanted to awnser these too.

Sexual Questions ;)

1. First kiss?

😢 Never

2. First time masturbating?

I don't remember for sure but I think I was about 13-14

3. First sex toy?

Don't have one yet unless you count the stuffies that I'll spend all night grinding into. If I do get one I want a fleshlight or a dildo.

4. First kink tried?

Haven't, but the first one is like to try is probably some pet play/role play (I really want to do a rp where I get to be a pretty catgirl, and maybe I'm in heat, begging my owner or other pet to breed me/ let me breed them)

5. First time doing oral?

Haven't yet but would absolutely love to try.

6. First time having sex?

I'm going to awnser a lot of these like this I bet. Haven't yet but really want to. Just need to find the right girl or guy.

-Turn Ons

7. Biggest turn on?

Unconditional love, or soft gentle sex.

8. Biggest turn off?

Scat, piss, other kinda things like that. I personally find it gross.

9. Quickest way to get horny?

I think the thing that made me the hardest before was hearing someone say that they love me, and then said that they wanted to be my first time. I think I damn near passed out with how fast the blood rushed out of my head. The thing that makes me the weakest is true emotions like that, deep wholehearted love.

10. Weirdest thing that ever turned you on?

Fauxcest, I only learned I like it a bit recently. I don't really like the incest part or that forbidden love aspect as much as I enjoy the dynamic of two people who promise to take care of each other and teach them, promising to make them feel good and loved and safe.

11. Top 3 places to be touched?

Other than my girl cock the top three places I want someone who I love and feel safe around to touch are to knead my butt (it's small and flat right now but I'm doing squats to try and fix that. Also hoping hrt if I can ever get it will help), to brush my face hold my head in their hands, and my tummy.

13. Ultimate fantasy?

Force feminization is something I really want someone to do to me (I'm too scared to make the changes myself). Also 69ing with a chubby tgirl sounds fucking amazing right now.

14. Do you like the idea of a three or moresome?

Yes. I don't know for sure but I have some poly tendencies and might be poly, so more partners sounds divine. I won't complain if say, I was at a girls sleepover for some cis and trans girls, maybe I fall asleep first (rookie mistake) and so as my 'punishment' the other girls, who have been getting more and more horny as the mood got more erotic, decide to use me. Maybe I'll wake up to a well lubes strap penetrating my ass, and before I have a chance to react or say anything, I feel a dripping wet, warm, delicious gock being stuffed into my mouth. They'll take turns fucking me silly all through the night, filling my holes with cum and turning me into their personal fuck toy.

15. Do you send nudes? Do you like receiving them?

I have never sent or received nudes but I think I would quite like it. I have sent lewds (suggestive but still clothed photos/videos) and it felt amazing

[polyghostfacehours]

-Poly!Ghostface (Billy, Stu):

Fics/Blurbs/Drabbles:

Tension Broken, Quiet Found: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

- Oops, Denied! - GN!Reader (Smut)

- Dumbification Kink - GN!Reader (Smut)

- slight prequel

- Roleplay Revenge - F!Reader (Smut)

- Blood On Your Hands - GN!Reader (Smut)

- Mixing It Up - Sub!GN!Reader, Sub!Stu (Smut) (part fic)

- Stuilly Blurb - No Reader

- Arcade Date - GN!Reader (Fluff)

- Enby Reader Coming Out - NB!Reader

- Waking Them Up For Kisses (Split Routes) - GN!Reader

- Boobies - Actress!Reader

- Friends With Many Benefits -GN!Reader (Smut)

- Lock and Key - Dom!GN!Reader, Dom!Billy, Sub!Stu (Smut)

- Undertow - GN!Reader (Smut, TW: CNC RP)

- Aftercare - GN!Reader (mild Smut)

- I Wanna See Him Cry - Dom!GN!Reader, Dom!Billy, Sub!Stu (Smut)

- Good Boys - Mommy!Dom!Reader, Sub!Stu, Sub!Billy (Smut)

- Nah - GN!Reader (Fluff)

- Spine-Chilled - GN!Reader

- Stranger Danger - afab!GN!Reader (Smut)

- Happy Birthday to You - dom!F!Reader, dom!Stu, sub!Billy (Smut)

- All Wrong - GN!Reader

- Adam's Apple - GN!afab!Reader (Smut)

- Hands Free - GN!Reader (Smut)

- Halloween - GN!Reader (Halloween Special)

Prompts:

- One Word Prompts:

- 29. Children + 1. Morning

- 24. Coffee

- 3. Touch

- Headcanon Ficlets:

- Cockwarming

- Breeding Kink

- Smut Prompts:

- 34. Domestic

- 28. Sorry and 49. Whisper

- 1. First

- Smut Fic Prompts:

- D6. Jackhammering + D13. Squirting

- F11. In front of/by a mirror

- D5. Sloppy, dirty sex + E6. Dom/sub dynamic - Flirty/Smutty Prompts:

- 23. “be quiet!” + 45.“it’s like three in the morning, what the fuck are you doing?”

1. “shut your fucking mouth.” “make me.” + 33. “say it out loud.”

Headcanons:

- Impromptu Roadtrip - GN!Reader : Part 1, Part 2

- Ghostface Cheating - GN!Reader (very slight smut)

- Reader Breaking Up with Yandere!Poly!Ghostface

- Reaction to Sick Reader

- What Billy and Stu Think of Their Friend Group

- With GN!Reader at Pride

- Billy and Stu Home Life Headcanons

- Do They Have Breeding Kink? (Smut)

- Overstimulation Headcanon blurb (Smut)

- How Would Their House Look Like?

- Exploring an Abandoned Place with Them

- Billy and Stu Music Taste Headcanons

- Poly!Ghostface x GN!Reader who’s the Lead Singer in a Band

- Billy and Stu Bullying Headcanons

- Stealing Billy and Stu’s Clothing

- Getting High w/ Billy and Stu

- With a CryingDepressed!Reader

- Watching the Scary Movie parody films w/ Billy and Stu

- Kink List

- With a Possessive!Reader

- Working a Fireworks Stand (4th of July Special)

- Reaction to Reader w/ Facial Scars

- With a Chubby!Reader Who Wears Short/Tight Clothing

- Their Favorite Foods (ft. Danny, Jennifer Check)

- Watching Hell's Kitchen/Kitchen Nightmares

- With a SelectivelyMute!Reader

- With a GentleDom!Fem!Reader (Smut)

- Billy the Power-Tripping Healer

- w/ a ftm!dysphoric!Reader

- Getting their Name Tattooed on You

- Weird Fictional Kinks (Smut)

- w/ a bratty!disobedient!Reader

- How Billy and Stu Dirty Talk

- w/ M! Reader That Fawns Over Them

- w/ Sidney'sRelative!Reader

- w/ Reader who Makes Snuff Films (mild Smut)

- Pining/Crushing Headcanons

- What Lingerie/Sexy Underwear They Like (slight NSFW)

Submissions (NOT WRITTEN BY ME):

- Billy Domming Reader and Stu (Smut)

- Standoff Reader vs. Billy ft. frustrated Stu (Smut)

- Billy “Spelling” His Name (Smut)

- Surprise, Y/N (mild Smut) by @kittiesfinalsun

[sugar-petals]

+18 HEADCANON :: Gettin’ Frisky With The Måneskin Members 

# word count. 2.5k | bullet points

♡ note. they put a spell on us and spiced up 2021, i thought hello world why not write about ‘em. måneskin at their very core are all about being gnc and their bdsm aesthetic is off the charts, it’s all over their lyrics as well — pretty much what i blog about, match made in heaven. yes to some fic content, and time for some ot4 agenda because we’re exploring each member in depth. enjoy!

WARNINGS. ⚠️ explicit content, gender neutral reader, switch!damiano, hard domme!victoria, vanilla!thomas, sub!ethan, freaky stuff, toys and s/m, oral (both ways), degradation, spit, pain play, brat taming, bondage, sinning cuz rock’n’roll never dies

⌜ /// damiano david ⌟

oh, sweet roma with the jawline of god, clad in ruffles, crop tops and mesh

i can sense the kinky switch in him from a mile away, he just radiates it

if this guy isn’t open to try almost everything i don’t know anymore

so yep — as versatile as can be my luvs

not just a sexy beast in tight pants but also really charismatic and good at communicating

damiano can tell you exactly what to do, or do exactly as you say, the man knows how it’s done

totally has a thing for your legs, kisses your hands, sits on your lap, lets you feel up his masterpiece of a body

can go on and on and on like... woo, stamina. this guy is just living the wild and free life, perks of being the group stuntman i mean lead singer, he’s athletic af

divine techniques of giving head, his favorite thing to do, he’s a tongue guy for sure. damiano’s craving for oral spirals out of control when the hormones strike

curses like mad, reaction king, full of flirty antics and banter, talks a lot in bed

the sexy jewelry stay on during sex m’kay

if you have a kink for rings and necklaces this is the right address

not to mention that he maintains a whole collar and choker collection. this guy’s all about ownership, just you wait he probably has a leash for you to hold as well

might also bring out his box of sex toys, damiano is a curious soul in love with all kinds of pleasure so if he knows you like that shit too things will get mighty busy

you’d think ethan is the one to have his hair pulled all the time but it’s actually damiano, figures though

he’ll admit he likes pain to you at some point. but you won’t be that surprised. when you pinch his waist and abs, guy straight up groans

confident being naked generally, figures as well

thrives being tied up, it’s art to him, he looks like art

always torn between wanting to blow your back out and getting roughed up by you until his eyeliner starts running, and his lipstick is all smudged. lord he loves grabbing you by the neck and getting choked out himself as well

yep, a slut, obviously

the type to take the strap balls deep because he can

and vocal as hell, i mean there’s not much explaining to do here. damiano is one loud motherfucker, extroversion here we go

one-on-one is cool with him, but if you are interested things will get poly pretty quickly. damiano is gonna go all out, a roman emperor doing orgies. grapes and good sex and a house full of moaning people, cum everywhere, elaborate roleplay scenes and pole dancing competitions and— okay okay i’m exaggerating but he’s seriously into pleasing several partners

which includes being eye candy. if you wanna lick his tattoos and run your hand through that glorious undercut while you’re cumming... go ahead he likes that

sexy

all the madness aside. wholesome aftercare, he truly has a puppy personality. rock’n’roll is one thing but damiano is a genuinely sweet guy, i mean you can just sit down and paint his nails and talk about everything

you’ll be eating self-cooked italian cuisine and cuddle lots before a long nap together, forehead kissing included

what an interesting man. good on him, damiano david everyone.

⌜ /// victoria de angelis ⌟

oh my god this lady is on a new level

ding ding ding, dominatrix

rock’n’roll baby

miss de angelis doesn’t have girls bite back written on her bass for no reason

she can and will bite you, marking is her favorite thing in fact

prepare for hickeys all over your torso alright, everything tongue-in-cheek she just loves to tease you so much

vic is take-charge and a dirty talk legend, she’s gonna grill you if you’re all bratty i swear

her body is a stunner and she knows it, those hips, that hair... geez

will sit on your face as a hobby, might practice new bass lines while doing it, you’ll feel those in your bones hot damn

can crack a whip on you without hesitation as well, kneel and pray you peasants the alpha bi has arrived

this gal i swear, she can step on you, put you in a tight corset and peeptoe heels to make you extra pretty for her, spit in your face and you’re gonna say thank you mamma mia

talking about mama, victoria got the occasional mommy kink going, you gotta be prepared for that

also rough sex and cigarettes my dear, vic wants to fuck some shit up

loves degradation, calling you pathetic is her favorite, having you lick her boots as well, imagine that

this must be the portal to heaven 

might look like a doll but you’re the one she’s gonna throw around like one huh, get ready to get pushed on a bed or pinned against a wall, wow she’s assertive and physical af

watch out for your ass, too, she’ll find ways to destroy it i mean—

guess why maneskin won, the world is longing for unbridled asskicking energy, vic definitely has it

she’ll go down on you so intensely, have fun catching any breath at all

putting you in your place is all she ever needed to see, your begging eyes, your whines and crying, the way you look like cuffed and connected to her favorite vibrators — the sweetest torture, really. she can go on for hours spoiling you with every fantasy a masochist could be dreaming of, and she’s happy to be your mistress

will take off her lingerie, stuff it in your mouth, slap you for good measure, and enjoys you writhing thoroughly. even better, overstimulating you with those agile bass fingers... bad girls do it better.

let’s just put it into words once and for all victoria is a goddess

rolls out the soft domme as well, adores you for aftercare, she’s totally kissy and loves the pillow talk, ma’am your taurus is showing

victoria is a gal you can have outrageous fun sex with and philosophize about the world afterwards, she has so many thoughts to share

you can get an essay about every political issue there is, or every abstract topic, she’s great with languages too

let me tell you: if you like her, it’s guaranteed you’re a hopeless sapiosexual. congratulations for sure

yeah wow she’s a phenomenon inside out

bless her you’ll be crushing so hard

vic rules and she owns your ass peace out

⌜ /// thomas raggi ⌟

how cool is he

resident smooth operator

he got the moves like jagger, the shoes too, and he’s wearing lace jackets come on look at him. he understood the assignment utterly and completely what a joy to behold

fashion is his way of flirting with you, run that hand down his chest and you’ll know

wanna fuck him in that leopard faux fur coat? or the perfectly transparent sequin suit from sanremo that brought out all of his femboy glory (oh my god, the untapped potential of it)? of course you can, no limits

this guy just radiates the sass without even trying and it’s gonna show in bed

mister raggi is like one of those adverts... sexy italian man in your area wants to get to know you 

well he really does: the quality time love language is going strong so the getting to know you part is not just gonna be sex all night

the flavor of rock comes with guitar solos and jamming out, imagine fucking several rounds with thomas playing some new pieces for you in between, and you become his muse

god that would be ecstatic, heaven, the stones would be so proud of you, freddie mercury would give a major thumbs up

who needs drugs indeed, just listen to thomas hitting a sick riff at full volume, eargasm

this guy grinding on the floor with just his guitar and a leather jacket on, nothing underneath, singing an ode to you... that’s gonna be an image you’ll never forget i’m telling you

but hey rock star attitude aside he’s actually full of crack, watch him serenade you on the ukulele too and invent a little dance, that’s his real form of foreplay

making you laugh and move your body to the music is the ultimate aphrodisiac for thomas he’s so in love with that

slow sex is on the menu right here. thomas is super relaxed about this, carefree, everything goes

experienced, huge pleaser

thomas is for the vanilla folks, he can spice it up without power exchange ye know. as i note time and again the characters in this group are in perfect equilibrium, vic and damiano are all about that sadomasochistic stuff meanwhile thomas and ethan keep it calmer in that regard

thomas is always upbeat and loves to tease with lighthearted pranks, you blink once next thing you know his shirt is off, damiano has some serious stripper competition

his hair is so cute. those blonde waves and curls, super soft and shiny, this whole band has such great outstanding hairstyles my god. he doesn’t mind you twirling it at all

but mind you. it won’t stay with just teasing and fooling around, this guy can go through a whole pack of condoms in one night. always dances his heart out so you know those hips can keep on grinding

semi-public sex? yesh, he’d fancy it. he’d absolutely make out with you on stage anyway. thomas feels the most comfortable when it’s body on body

a little party never killed nobody: imagine if it wasn’t for covid just how much the two of you would conquer the night life of any major city. loves going out with you to check out all kinds of new genres, clubbing legend. it’s getting steamy on the dancefloor, thomas got his long ass legs between your thighs in a hot minute

can stroke you like his guitar can i get an amen

as you can tell he got that certain kind of confidence 

hard to describe, british rock band of the 90s you know, that kind of feeling

keeps it chill with the kinkiness unless lavish fetish wear is concerned, he’s a fashion king after all, harnesses on deck everybody

yeah as you can tell he’s just cool through and through

just an allround great and merry time with thomas, good stuff

⌜ /// ethan torchio ⌟

and now for my personal favorite fella, i’ll tell you why

ethan vibes different, i know right. the balance of personalities in this group is simply beyond astounding. guy’s in his own world, but he’s glad to invite someone dear to him

truest to the band name’s meaning. as in danish for moonshine, if that doesn’t hit home for mister taciturn torchio

subtle elegance in person with a whole sexy and primal twist

ironically he’s the most unhinged and intimidating on stage with his hair flying all over the place and the glaring eyes it’s hilarious, such a duality

off-stage he becomes this elusive buff dracula, bloody hell (pun intended) he is beyond his years, his decade in fact. you gotta be the chosen one — he’s very very picky with who he lets his guard down for. and if he does, it’s gonna be super twin flames i don’t know what other word fits

that’ll be moonshine lovemaking indeed, luxurious and artistic, in each other’s embrace

because he’s a royal vampire count lost in thought, he’s the kinda guy who’s glued to your neck with those lips absentmindedly, wow he loves kissing and worshipping it so much. but he’s almost too afraid to ask

yeah you’re dealing with a shy bean with some hidden kinks

once you get to know each other he’s not awkward at all though, ethan is just very particular with who he’s hanging out around and what words he’s putting into the world

expresses himself with the body instead. can be pretty quiet in bed but it’s not because he’s not feeling anything. he does moan, just very softly and sensually, and he likes to compliment you so much it’s gonna catch you off guard

the more he opens up the more goofy he’ll become like... yeah, closet romantic. ethan is one big honey bear who loves being chest to chest with you, with all that eye contact and snuggling

most of his energy is already spent on destroying the drums, that’s his release

so you can guess how careful he’s gonna be with ya. and ethan enjoys you being the feisty one and the big spoon, he thinks domination is so hot like tie those strong hands to the headboard of his bed already and ride his brains out until he ascends

who knows he might go full on subby and let you drop that candle wax from his favorite antique table on his back, welcome to lord torchio’s vampire castle ba dum tss

SO eager to make you come, his concentration is such a turn-on

indulgent french kisses alert, you leaving scratches on his back and muscles yum

easily led, eager to switch positions a lot, fast sex hell yes it’s so good, loves getting his ass and waist grabbed, control his body how you want to, he will read every wish right from your lips

very much into clothed sex, as we can tell by his insta he loves the gentleman aesthetic so why would that suit come off? it’s part of the experience, he can blow your mind like no other

ethan is kinda packing — and a little embarrassed about it — so you get a whole treat, blowjobs blowjobs blowjobs, you’re gonna eat him alive, suck his soul out, and make him feel so damn good, shit he deserves to go insane from all that head

orgasms so beautifully like... you need to have a camera ready, just how many polaroids of him do you have in your wallet

when you both reached your climax, the way he looks at you is so emotional like goodness me, his eyes always tell no words needed

aftercare is basically you brushing his hair, on the balcony watching the sunrise or sunset, gotta come down in style. he’s so beautiful, mother of god

your gorgeous man is very lowkey, but remember that still waters run deep. he’s such a devoted lover i’m living

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[lilietsblog]

dang, i truly reached outside of my circle. LARP = live action roleplaying, where a bunch of people gather and play a game. I've never been, but generally it involves a fictional scenario with a conflict of some kind with two or more sides. People pick a side or are assigned it by the Game Master(s), the person/people organizing the whole thing, and everyone plays a character, be it one from history or fictional source material, or one they made up. Then everyone goes out into the space prepared for the game - typically in a forest, but some games can take place in someone's house or something - and the scenario plays out from the defined starting point to wherever the players take it in the allotted time. Usually involves a range of costumes from lovingly recreated historical, with involvement of blacksmiths, to "my t-shirt says elf on it". Usually involves some sort of combat with weapons carefully rendered safe from accidents, like sticks wrapped in foam, and rules where if you're hit with one you're supposed to play out the injury you would have received if it were real - or a simplified system, featuring for example Hit Points - after you've been hit this many times you're out, considered dead, and go hang out with the other 'dead' players in the zone assigned to this. Number of players can range from like five to, reportedly, hundreds - however many the Game Master(s) want to / manage to recruit.

DnD is very different. It's a tabletop game, meaning several people - like 3 to 10, with the usual hovering around 5-6 - gather around a table with some multi-sided dice, printed out materials, and optionally other stuff like miniatures. One person is the Game Master (Dungeon Master) again, and others are players. The medium of play is narrating out loud - the players narrate their characters' actions, generally 1 char per player, and the GM (DM) narrates the results of these actions and the rest of the world. The written materials, miniatures etc are to help keep track of what's going on (miniatures are placed on maps and moved around), and DnD itself is the system of rules that governs success of actions - like, yoy say that your character grabs a rope and tries to swing across a chasm - do they succeed? It depends on their skill, a dice roll, whether they're exhausted, etc. There are lots of tabletop game systems out there - like different board games, but more freeform, - and DnD in particular is the most famous and mostly combat focused. The name decipers as "Dungeons and Dragons", with the idea that the typical scenario involves players going into a dungeon (a cave system usually) where monsters live - such as, for example, dragons - and treasure can be found.

Both are sort of like video games. Specifically, the genre of video games called "roleplaying games" or RPGs. Those also involve one or a group of characters, player-controlled, going through scenarios in the game world, making decisions and trying to achieve objectives. They're usually also heavily combat focused.

Making decisions is generally what differetiates roleplaying games from other kinds of games. For example, LARP vs american football - both involve players running around in a defined arena, dressed specially for the game, with rules for keeping score. But where in football your objectives and actions you're supposed to take are strictly defined by the rules, in LARP they're not. In football you can't decide that actually what you want to do this game is betray your team and change sides, or that you're going to try to win by seducing the opposing goalie (and the goalie conversely can't decide that getting play-seduced sounds fun and that's how they'll be playing this). In a roleplaying game you're free to.

(In a computer based roleplaying game you're usually limited to what's programmed into the game as possible, but the game will still include multiple paths you can take with different outcomes)

No seriously, why is it minors dni and not the age of consent? Wdym that I’m allowed to go out and actually engage in sexual stuff but then not allowed to READ about it?

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(Sorry, english isn’t my first language, so this might not make sense..)