#you thought I was done with those huh?? ;D

[madamechrissy]

Hear me out.

dom!Gojo X subfem!reader edging then overstimulation with Reader tied up, gagged and blindfolded. Make Gojo as ruthless as you want :D

Here's a little drabble! I didn't gag her bc I don't dig it much, but blinfolded/tied up and edged hehe <3 enjoy! (oh and he's yandere)

Your wrists are bound with Satoru's silky tie, and you're wearing his blindfold, as his own bright blue eyes watch you, avidly, you're wriggling, helpless, sniffling and hiccuping while he curls his fingers in your slick cunt. "Aww, something wrong, baby?" He cooes, you can't speak or function, gasping now as he laps at your clit, tongue slipping in little circles.

"Please..." Is all you manage, after he keeps getting you just close enough, but then he pulls out right when he feels those walls tighten, when he can tell you're about to cum, you try to hide it, but he yanks them out again, laughing at you.

"Do you think you deserve to cum? After flirting with that guy today?"

"I d-didn't, Satoru..." You ache to see him, to look at his eyes, he leans over you, pressing a kiss to your lips, starting those torturous circles on your clit again, you try to close your legs, earning Satoru yanking them apart.

"Do I need to tie these too, huh? Why do you have to be so fucking pretty, everyone looks at what's mine, should keep you tied to this bed." His words along with his fingers send you to the brink, your clit is twitching, pussy lips puffy from all the torture, he laughs then, smacking your cunt.

"Ah... f-fuck...' He's scissoring his long fingers in your slick walls again, hitting your spot and making the pressure coil in your tummy again.

"You like that idea, so slutty f'me, aren't you? Just me?"

"J-just you, Toru... ngh!" He moans as he watches his name spill from your bitten, swollen lips, smacking your pussy again, before turning his attention to your pretty tits, sucking on your nipples, leaving smacks over and over on your overheated cunt. "Just you! Swear, Toru.... ah!"

Satoru bites your nipple then, teeth sinking in, hurting so bad you scream out in pain, his fingers back against your clit again. "You say that, but baby I think I really need you to stay home, you're too pretty for the world to see, yeah? You like that idea?"

You nod, helpless for him, thighs shaking as he kisses down your tummy again, nestling his broad shoulders between your thighs, lapping up all the sweet arousal that's drooling from your hole, you are a mess, tears soaking his black blindfold now. Satoru's strong hands press into the plush of your thigh as he laps up more with the flat of his tongue, pushing you back to the edge, your entire body is wriggling, hips arching for him.

"I'll destroy the whole fucking world for you, y'know that? I'll take out anyone who even thinks of touching you." Satoru could easily do it too, you feel so much of his power then, his grip bruising, while your numb hands ache to enwrap in his silky white locks.

"I'm yours, Toru." You assure him, he needs it, he always does, he loses his sanity when it comes to you. Satoru moans, shoving your legs up then, bending you in half, cock sliding in finally, you are sobbing it feels so good, finally being filled by him, his length shoving in so deep, tip kissing your cervix. "Ah! S'much... you're s-so big..."

"Look at you, such a pretty little mess." He yanks up his blindfold then, grinning as he sees your tear glistened eyes. "You gonna be a good girl f'me?"

You nod eagerly, sniffling, finally getting to see his perfect face, his blue eyes swirling, pupils shrunk to pin points, he cups your face as he sinks inside, pressing your thighs against your breasts and putting his weight to keep you folded. He pulls out almost to the tip, making you whimper. "P-please..."

"Hah, ya thought you could cum?" He smirks now, shoving his cock back in with a snap of his hips, moving just slow enough you can't cum, you're pinned under him, helpless, gasping for breaths. "Not yet, not even close to done with you.

Hope you enjoyed bb! <3

[willczek-art]

NPMD Tarot - The Star

Others from the series: The Hierophant, The Lovers, The Devil, Strength, The World

A bit of symbolism under the cut, but I'm curious of other interpretations 👀✨

I matched The Star with Ruth based mostly on visuals and the reverse meaning (which among other things mentions feeling like everything is against you, which I thought fit her well).

Elements that represent hope, opportunities and shining bright from the original card are turned into foreshadowing of her death here.

Light - Her Moment, chance, ambitions and wants. The second she enters it, she's dead.

Background - theater seats, empty.

[ifwdominicfike]

you give inexperienced bsf!matt his first handjob

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“are y’sure you’re ready baby? need to hear you say it.” you coo softly, poor boy could barely get a word out without whimpering. “y-yes.. please— just wan’ you to t-touch me!” his hips bucking up as you palm him through the thin layer of his sweatpants.

“kay’ sweet boy..” you begin to slide off his layers, the feeling of the fabric rubbing up against him makes him whine. hiding his face from embarrassment as he let out those sweet sounds you craved to hear. “dont hide from me baby, lemme see your face. yeah?” he slowly brings down his hand, opting to grip onto the bedsheets instead. “please y/n.. need y-your hand”

you smile at his desperation, once his sweats are gone you hook your fingers in his boxers and bring them down just enough to his mid thigh. you’re met with his hard cock, he twitches from the cool air exposed to him. “look at you.. mm— y’so big and pretty baby.” your hands slide up and down his thighs, purposely not touching him where he needs you most. “pl-pleaseee” he whines “please what? don’ know what you want unless you tell me baby..”

he squirms under your touch, growing more frustrated each second “pl- fuck! to-touch me, do anything! please i ne-need you” he pleads, trying his hardest not to do the job himself “good boy, s’proud of you sweet boy. just one more thing, kay?” your hand moves up to his mouth “spit baby, go ahead..” you coax him, a sweet smile adoring your face “y-yes ma’am”

after he does so you bring your hand down to his leaking cock “o-oh! fuck— ye-yes..” he groans, throwing his head back against the pillow “yeah? that feels good huh.. better than your own hand?” he vigorously nods his head, knuckles turning white due to his grip on the bed “f-faster baby.. please!” he breathes out “of course baby, can’t deny you when you sound like that..” your grip tightens around him and your pace quickens “oh- sh- shit! m’gonna fuck!” he hurriedly says.

“y’gonna what sweetheart? come on lemme hear that sweet voice” you tease “come! fuck- fuck! m’gonna come. d-don’ stop.. mmm” his hips moving up in rhythm with the thrusts of your hand “oohh look at you, soaking my hand like a slut. s’that what you are? just a greedy slut who needs nothing but attention, yeah?” your degrading words send him over the edge, thick ropes of white shoot out from him. “fuck! yes- yes, yes!”

“good boy, look at that.. all y’needed was a little bit of mean words and you’re a mess already.” you slowly removed your hand, looking over at matt all spent with his head thrown back and eyes shut from his previous orgasm. once he opens his eyes he’s met with the sight of you licking up the mess that he made.

“fuck..” his breathing heavy, shutting his eyes once more to help him calm down until he feels his overstimulated cock in your hold again. “oh you thought we were done baby?”

- avery’s note ˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡-

“WE LOVE YOU SUB!MATT” we all say in unison. i live for sub!matt idc i need that man whimpering and whining underneath me NOW. im surprised i wrote this IN ONE SITTING?? (if there’s errors, shhh) anyway, enjoy bye i love youu !!

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 - @ellaapsworld @chrissv4mp @jetaimevous @mattsbrowser @submattenthusiast @flouvela

[wendichester]

helloooo! :D I wanted to ask if you’d ever write for cas? It’s completely okay if not, only do what YOU want <33

BUT I also had a thought so hear me out:

Dean calling the reader a pet name for the first time, and not really realizing what he said but the reader is just like 😵‍💫 all blushy caught off guard because THE Dean Winchester just called her honey as if they didn’t confess like a week ago 🧍🏻‍♀️

remember to eat and hydrate, I hope you sleep well too💙

-💫

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆🔧 honey,

summary. you're dean's honey .ᐟ

pairing. dean winchester x reader

wordcount. 469

notes. this is just wholesome and... relatable. and i'd definitely be down to write for our sweet sassy angel cas! do you have a specific scenario in mind? 👀

The clang of tools against the Impala’s hood fills the garage, a melody as familiar as breathing. You’re perched on a stool nearby, half-focused on the book in your lap, but mostly on Dean. His hands move deftly as he tinkers under the hood, a smear of grease streaked across his jaw.

“Pass me the wrench, would ya?” he says, glancing at you with those green eyes that always manage to make your stomach flutter.

You nod, leaning over the workbench to grab it. When you hand it to him, his fingers brush yours—just a brief, fleeting touch, but enough to send a spark racing through you.

“Thanks, honey,” he mutters absently, turning back to the car.

Your brain short-circuits.

Honey?

Did Dean Winchester just call you honey?

You blink, replaying the moment in your head to make sure you didn’t imagine it. No, you’re sure of it. He said it so casually, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

The book in your lap is forgotten as you try to process the anomaly. A week ago, you and Dean finally confessed your feelings for each other, and while things have been a bit more... touchy-feely, this? This is new.

“Uh… you good over there?” Dean’s voice breaks through your spiraling thoughts. He glances at you again, brows furrowed slightly.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, totally fine,” you blurt, your face heating up.

He smirks, the corner of his mouth twitching like he knows exactly what he’s doing to you. “You sure? You’re lookin’ a little pink.”

“I’m not pink,” you mumble, pulling the book back into your lap and staring at it like it holds the secrets to the universe.

Dean shrugs, clearly oblivious to the bombshell he’s just dropped on you, and goes back to work. But the damage is done. The word honey keeps bouncing around in your head, making your heart race and your palms sweaty.

Minutes pass, and you try desperately to regain your composure. But then Dean turns to you again, wiping his hands on a rag. “You wanna grab lunch? Burgers sound good?”

“Sure,” you manage, your voice a little too high.

Dean tilts his head, his smirk widening. “Seriously, what’s up with you? You’re acting weird.”

“I’m not acting weird,” you protest, even though you’re about two seconds away from combusting.

“Uh-huh,” he says, clearly unconvinced. “C’mon, let’s go, honey.”

There it is again.

You let out a small squeak, your cheeks flaming as you follow him out of the garage. Dean doesn’t even notice, but you’re left reeling, wondering how someone can casually call you honey and not realize they’re turning you into a puddle.

And as you climb into the passenger seat of the Impala, you can’t help but smile, even through your embarrassment. You're Dean Winchester’s honey.

want be part of the taglist.ᐣ ⋆.˚ ★— @iloveeveryoneyoureamazing ⋆ @deans-daydream ⋆ @ariasong11 ⋆ @ambiguous-avery ⋆ @krabog ⋆ @itsdearapril ⋆ @nymphet-quenn ⋆ @bluemerakis ⋆ @titsout4jackles

[silksongeveryday]

Drawing Hornet everyday until Silksong comes out - Day 600!

Here’s a quick 30 min doodle to celebrate! :D

Man time really flies huh

Thank you guys for 3.1k btw!!!

And big thank you to those who have joined me in this wild journey of daily doodles no matter how long you’ve been here. Truly did not expect what started as a joke to make it this far lol

(more stuff I wanted to talk about under the cut)

-A few updates-

General Stuff:

Well, life has been generally pretty busy. And while that’s made it a little more challenging to do daily doodles as of late, it’s been alright for the most part. Some of you may have noticed though that a lot of my daily posts have been showing up as much as 1-2 hours later than the regular time. Unfortunately with all the stuff I’ve been taking care of lately, putting a daily doodle/drawing on top of the pile means it’ll be late very often. I kind of have an unofficial job irl now so this stuffs hard to juggle sometimes.

Hornet’s Strange Adventures:

Initially I was hoping to get a lot of stuff done for this game during October but some recent job stuff is making that pretty hard to do. I probably won’t be able to make any significant progress on this game until very late October and into November. So if you were looking forward to big updates on progress, it sadly won’t be for a while, sorry. Outside of that though, I can at least say that all the routes have been thoroughly planned out from start to finish including the secret route. This includes rewriting some choices that have already been seen during the game’s time on ssed.

About Doodle Requests

I haven’t had them open for a while anyway, but I’ve finally come to the decision that I will no longer be taking doodle requests through tumblr asks/inbox. As fun as it was in the beginning, I often found myself trying to fulfill requests on the daily and that was stressful. That being said, it doesn’t necessarily mean I’m stopping requests entirely. I just don’t really want to do them for free anymore. Since I’m on Hornet Journal Series still, it’s a long way away before anything happens, but there’s a likely chance I’ll only do commissioned doodle requests whenever they re-open. We’ll see as it gets closer though.

Thoughts on taking an actual break:

I’ve mentioned this a lot in the past both here on ssed and on my main blog, but I’ve been seriously considering taking a break. Like a real one. Not just a “I’m gonna stockpile a bunch of doodles and pick it back up when I run out” kind of break. Especially with the way life has been going lately (mostly positive at least), I feel as though I may have to retire from daily doodles somewhat soon if there is no official news by the time this blog hits its 2 year mark. Don’t get me wrong I’ve loved doing this for the almost two years that it’s been going but at some point I’ll have to move on from this whether I like it or not. Does this mean that activity on this blog stops altogether? No. I just won’t be doing daily doodles anymore. There’s a more likely chance it would end up being weekly, or possibly monthly. Just not daily anymore.

Whatever the case, that decision will be considered more when 2 years gets closer. Until then just enjoy daily doodles while they’re still here!

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I think that’s all I can think of to say right now. Might post more thoughts on my main maybe?? We’ll see

Thank you again to all the lovely people that have been here during this crazy journey, you guys are awesome :D

[mossyscavern]

Not spies, just a bit incompetent

Part 2

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“… what?”

Bee squeaked, breaking the silence before tapping soundwave’s shoulder pad to whisper in his audible. “What is starscream talking about?” He asked, the blue bot turned and whispered back. “Conclusion: We believed you’ve possibly been captured.”

Soundwave answered, as starscream gave his speech to both the high guard and prisoners.

“… no, i wasn’t captured, they found me. I lived in sub-level 50 back at Iacon.” He told the mech, shrugging his shoulder pads before kicking his peds back and forth.

“Question: who had ‘found’ you?” Soundwave asked and bee pointed to both the blue helmed mech with the red chassis and the silver mech. “They did before we found the map and got our T-cog’s from alpha trion.”

… this concerned Soundwave to the point he scanned bee’s electrical impulses. Every word he said is true.. even the T-cog part is true. “Primus what had sentinel done to you?” Shockwave chimed in, just as concerned as Soundwave.

All before starscream had yelled. “Hey! What are you doing?!” Starscream yelled. ‘Aww, we missed the whole speech.’ Bee thought, pouting.

Then it changed to concern, seeing that D-16 is the one that stood up. “Doing what you’re not.” He first says, turning to the winged mech.

“I’m going out there to make an actual difference. I found out that Sentinel is rotten and I’m going to make him pay, today!” D-16 yelled, fury on his faceplate. “You think you can just insult me and walk away?”

Starscream questions, walking up close to the silver mech. “Nobody leaves unless I say so.” He threatens, invading his space. “Is that so?” D laughs mirthlessly, licking his denta.

“Well how can you say that? With my head in your teeth.”

He says, rearing back and knock his helm full force into Starscream’s. The winged mech stumbles, caught off guard as sparks fly. “Dee!” He hears Orion scream, but doesn’t pay much mind to it, he has optics on his opponent.

Starscream was about to fly kick right at D-16’s head, but the mech caught it, resulting a face full of plasma from the heel Strut.

It was all happening too fast for bee, that and the amount of times soundwave tries to shield bee from the violence, but bee has to see if D is alright. From the looks of it he was about to lose..

Everything became quiet when bee finally struggles out of soundwave’s arms, looks up and saw that D has the upper hand, and he looks… terrifying, scary even, with that huge canon pressed against starscream’s face on his forearm…

“Dee!” Bee shouts, desperate. D-16 stopped, his features softened and he looked up, blue meeting orange.. were they orange?

Immediately he let starscream go, went and knelt down, arms stretched out to bee. Shockwave stepped forward before being stopped by Soundwave, letting the young spark approach and the silver mech hug. “You ok bee?” He asks.

“Uh huh, but… that was really scary.” Bee mumbled, burying his helm in D’s chassis. “it’s okay.. it’s okay.” He says, hugging bee tight to ground both of them.. but mostly himself, he needed this.. both of them needed this.

Before anything, he asks bee to go back to Orion and elita and cover his audibles. Once he does the tasks he shouts to the high guard, loud and clear.

“Bear witness! This is the only time I show mercy to those who play king of thrones! Decide now: You can stay here in hiding, bowing before your pathetic leader, or follow me as we march to Iacon and take down sentinel! Once and for all!”

The high guard cheered, chanting his name loudly. Orion stares back at his friend, the voices and chanting fades in quiet as he stares more.

He turned back to bee audibles still covered like how d-16 instructed.

Orion felt like he was about to loose D… but bee had kept him grounded.. sparkling’s keep them grounded.. it’s a reason to fight for.

The distant chanting didn’t last very long as there was a sudden explosion and laserfire. “Bee hold on!” Orion yells, transforms into vehicle form to get bee to safety.

They can make it! They have to make it…

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Ok, part 2 is done. It’s a bit sloppy but, eh.. I just wanted it to be finished.

So yeah.. part 2 is done! Forever. And for those who hadn’t seen part 1 yet, don’t worry I’ll just direct you to it.

(Prev) <- it’s here, right there… I hope you all enjoy. If uh… you want to hear the aftermath? Go here -> (aftermath) @yuukirita drew/wrote it best… I’m sorry.

[mskenway97]

This is what I would have from some of my thoughts in mind, about their encounter:

D-16 has had a monotonous life, focus on the mine, draw energon... At least admiration for the Primes and especially Megatronus Prime.

At least he felt fulfilled following the protocol until one day the work in the mines was going well all secured without explosions, no damage or losses the mine tunnels were fully secured until he saw a somewhat rare breach that he went to investigate alone, he was going to warn with the link but had lost the signal, he was going to return to see that the entrance had been completely closed.

He had no choice but to move forward seeing that the tunnel widened more and more. He had to turn on the lights admiring the beauty of that place, the raw energon everywhere. D-16 only thought about the success he was going to have and that Sentinel was going to recognize his great feat, he only had to try to communicate with someone, until he was astonished to see a huge robot standing, it was as big as if it was the whole Iacon, D-16 compared it and it didn't reach a big part of his pede.

Guided by curiosity, D-16 kept looking at that big titan it was red and blue it looked like it had lost power long ago or had fallen long ago. D began to inspect it closely but it was somewhat complicated to try to climb. It looked like it was dormant, it was moving carefully by the legs, slowly it was getting closer to the chestplate, seeing the big hole in it. it was with its servo it got closer to the chest.

Then a blue spark ignited and from D's face red marks came out near the optics making him startled. D was getting more and more scared as he saw that the titan's optics had activated, causing D to instinctively run away as he saw it move, the cave was starting to shake as well.

D was regretting what he had done, he ran as fast as he could until he saw a giant servo approaching him faster and faster.

He tried to dodge it but his other servo had caught him he had no escape, he thought it would be the end of him he saw the big titan approaching close to his face.

D was trembling he didn't know what to do he was terrified he would end up in pieces.

-Please don't hurt me... I didn't want to bother you," said D.

There was only the sound of movement and what sounded like a smile.

-It's been stellar cycles without being able to move, thanks buddy... My name is Orion Pax," said a voice from his mind making D look to see what was going on, "Confused huh? You'll get used to it. Tell me your name

-Well... I... D-16, miner, sir it's an honor - said D-16 with a laugh ringing in his head.

- Don't give me formalities, D-16... I think we are going to get to know each other quite well," said Orion smirked.

In those moments D literally didn't know where he had gotten himself and the impact it was going to have on his life.

[thatfinewine]

THE RICK AND MORTY SEASON 8 FIRST LOOK JUST DROPPED!

( twitter, youtube )

Typed up and added the script to this post just because. :D

- - - - - - - - - - - ✂

(The scene opens with Rick and Morty listening to a true crime podcast in their spaceship.)

Podcaster voice: You're about to learn the horrible fate of the Oak Point High lacrosse team, whose annual retreat took a bloody turn... But this podcast isn't about autopsies or graphic reports or their fascinating murders. We're not here to do that--

(Both look annoyed. Rick turns off the podcast.)

Rick: Too bad, someone else will.

Morty: It's a big market, man.

(The ship gives an alert and shows a model of a large spacecraft.)

Ship: Cryo-Ship detected.

Rick: Ooh, power's still online! (Burps.) What do you think, Morty? A bunch of sleeping beauties? Wanna go tap on some glass?

Morty: That could be fun! We- we haven't done one of those in a while. Think they have a basketball court?

Rick: Basketball court, huh?

Morty: Ball is life!

(They fly to and land inside the cryo-ship. Rick turns on the lights and whistles. They start walking around, looking at the cryo-pods with aliens placed into cryo-sleep inside of them.)

Rick: Holy shit! Look at this place! Damn, Morty! It ain't just your run-of-the-mill arc ship. This thing is gold-plated!

(Morty knocks on the glass of one of the cryo-pods.)

Morty: Wow. Where do you think they're going? Colonizing a new planet?

(Rick accesses the ship's computer and laughs at what he sees.)

Rick: Heh, looks like these guys flung themselves into space after wrecking their homeworld. This'll be like taking candy from a baby... if that baby was in a coma!

Morty: Oh! We're- we're robbing them?

(Rick gestures to the computer screen.)

Rick: They robbed their planet first, Morty.

(The two find a giant sealed vault door and run up to it.)

Rick: Whoa, mama! You see this, Morty? This thing is fancy! Computer said it's got super-rare hyper-coal inside. The planet they left is a husk, Morty! They sucked their marble dry!

(Rick attempts to get inside by pressing a button on the vault computer. The vault computer denies him entry.)

Cryo-ship computer voice: Access denied.

Rick: ...Huh.

(Rick frowns and removes a device from his labcoat and puts it on top of the vault's computer, trying to hack his way in. The vault computer beeps twice, showing he is still denied access.)

Rick: Alright, on second thought, let's just blow a hole in the ship and drag the vault home.

Morty: WHAT?!

(Rick ignores him and pulls out a bag from his labcoat.)

Rick: Help me with these charges.

Morty: Rick, I'm fine with taking candy from a baby, but I draw the line at blowing up the stroller!

(Morty grabs the bag of explosives. He and Rick start fighting over it.)

Rick: What the hell, Morty! We're not LITERALLY robbing babies!

(The bag tears and Morty falls backward. The explosives in the bag fly across the floor. One hits the floor and activates.)

Rick: Goddamnit, Morty! Look what you did!

(Rick activates a forcefield to shield them from the blast as the device explodes. An alarm from the cryo-ship's speakers begins blaring as fire spreads from the explosion. Sprinklers from the ceiling turn on and begin raining water down to try to put out the fire.)

Cryo-ship computer voice: Fire detected. Emergency cryo-wake commencing in 30 seconds…

(Morty starts running up the stairs back to the main area of the cryo-ship, and Rick follows behind him.)

Rick: You little shit! You woke 'em up!

Morty: Fine! Let's get out of here!

(Rick grabs the collar of Morty's shirt and yanks him back. Rick types something into the cryo-ship computer.)

Rick: Fuck you! I'm not leaving without that hyper-coal!

(The ship shows a red X over two of the cryo-pods, both on separate levels of the ship. Rick starts pulling his own ears into points to make himself look like the aliens inside of the cryo-pods.)

Rick: Now go find that other pod with a dead guy in it!

(Rick pulls Morty's ears into points as Morty yelps like it hurts.)

Morty: Hey!

(Rick continues talking over him.)

Rick: Sub-bay 18!

Morty: What dead guy?!

(Rick begins removing his own clothes so he's naked like the aliens in the other cryo-pods.)

Rick: Just get in the pod with the bones! Or don't and get thrown out an airlock!

(Rick grabs the skeleton from the open pod and puts it into a box. He puts the box inside of a small chamber, closing the door and hiding the box. Rick climbs inside of the now empty cryo-pod.)

Cryo-ship computer voice: Cryo-wake in 10 seconds…

Morty: RICK!

Rick: You did this to yourself, Morty! Your dumb-ass moral compass has really fucked things up!

(Rick slams the cryo-pod closed. Morty screams in panic and starts running to find the other cryo-pod to hide in.)

Morty: Oh God! Oh jeez!

(Rick and Morty title card.)

[gosmigenergy]

KINKTOBER 2024 / Day Nine

ANAL / PRAISE KINK / FOOD PLAY (@absurdthirst)

Starring: Steven Grant x F!Reader

Summary: You thought it was only you who had a praise kink until you realise Steven was a very good boy.

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No use of Y/N, language, praising, P in V, unprotected sex (protection in real life, please, thank you)

Word Count: 1.8k

There was no denying you had a praise kink.

With any guy you’d been with, Marc Spector included, they could call you a good girl, tell you you were taking them so well and you would fold faster than a bad hand at a poker game. Yet with Steven, the dynamic shifted.

Somehow when the pair of you shared a bed or wherever you decided to allow your primal instincts to take you, you were the dominant one.

He always loved an evening in and tonight was one of those nights.

The cheesy d-grade film based on Indiana Jones was chosen, the British air turning cold enough for the pair of you to snuggle under a blanket, your comfiest attire that you hoped wouldn’t stay on too long. All you prayed for was that this one wasn’t set in Egypt because if it was, you were going to lose him and though you love his enthusiasm, it wasn’t in your plan.

You were already wrapped in the blanket when he joined you.

“What are we watching?”

You shrug, “It’s the sequel to that one we watched the other week.”

“Oh,” he scoffs, “hope it’s not set in Egypt.”

“I hope so too.”

His brows furrow not necessarily at your comment but at the way you give a lascivious look, he sinks into the sofa under your gaze, lifting the soft fabric to his shoulders.

The film was almost alike to the other, boring, but at least last time you had Steven’s commentary about how it should have been done. You’d already brought your body close, your thighs touching his, your fingers playing with his loose curls as your eyes remained fixed on the television.

He was on the brink of falling asleep, the action of you messing about with his hair almost soothing until your hand slipped under the blanket, a gentle squeeze above his knee.

His body flinched, muscles tensing.

“You alright, honey?”

You try to frame your innocence yet he knows what you’re doing.

His heart rate picks up but he likes this kind, not like when he’s asked to become Moon Knight or Mr Knight or whoever he his, this one leads to a more pleasurable outcome. He can’t help getting caught up in himself, body refusing to relax as your hand travels further up his leg.

“Uh-huh.”

You smile, he took too long to answer and he couldn’t say any actual words so your plan was definitely working.

He blinked, dropping his head slightly, his hooded eyes trying to remain focused on what was happening in the film. He began to chew the inside of his lip when your fingertips fell into the crease leading towards his crotch.

The heat rose through his body, his cheeks gaining a nice rosy hue, your lips burnt when you kissed him.

“Fancy doing something a little more exciting than this?”

You use your head to gesture to the screen, moving your upper body in an attempt to block it from view. He struggled not to make eye contact, the quick glance at you revealing the yearn to have you.

“Yeah,” his single word came out with a laugh.

The corner of your lips curled as you dropped your hand into his lap, fingers curling until the weight of his balls was in your grasp. He let out a strangled moan as he arched back, head tilting over the back of the sofa.

You hum, “I always love hearing you moan, it’s like music to my ears.”

His body relaxes, his head falling back even further and when you massage his balls more noises escape him. The bulge began to grow under his sweatpants and in his distraction, you climb over him to settle between his legs. He naturally makes room for you, unfurling his legs to a wide stance so you can perch on the edge.

You roll your shoulders, the blanket falling to your hips, opening Steven up to you.

You tuck your free hand under the hem of his tee, the muscles of his stomach rippling as you spread your warm palm over them. Your fingertips swirl, nails grazing lightly on his tanned skin, encroaching on the drawstring waist that he prays you’ll undo yet you don’t.

He swallows thickly, resisting the urge to say anything.

“Look at you,” you coo, “being so patient…”

He scrunches his eyes shut as you move, pulling up the cotton material, exposing his abs, his chest. Your other hand continues to work him as you stretch to press your mouth to the shell of his ear.

“Good boy.”

He whines as your palm crushes his balls and inflicting a bit of pain makes your pussy clench. 

Sometimes, it feels a little bit mean to use Steven in this way, he was sweet and harmless if you take away the fact he turns into a superhero who beats up bad guys. You move both your hands to his neck, allowing him some breathing room as you feel his pulse race underneath.

You sigh, “You have no idea what you do to me.”

“I don’t?”

He opens one eye, sounding genuinely surprised by your admission. You shake your head, sitting back on your heels, watching as he lifts his head drunkenly.

“You sit there, looking adorable…”

Your fingers reach for the waist of his pants yet your eyes are set firmly on his face. His mouth parts, brows knotting as if he doesn’t fully understand what’s happening, all he can think about his is where your hands are. You yank the fabric down, his cock swinging, bouncing between your bellies.

“When you have this fine specimen between your legs.”

He blushes, “It— it’s not that impressive.”

Now he can’t look you in the eye so much so you place each palm to the side of his face to bring him back to you.

“I wouldn’t say that.”

You kiss his lips, slipping away before he has chance to return the favour. Your dewy lips meet the skin under his jawline, the crook of his neck.

“I’d say it’s the perfect fit.”

Your kisses trail down his chest, your hot breath teasing like licking flames.

“Just the right girth to feel that stretch…”

You place a foot on the floor as you crouch to kiss down his navel, your cheek brushing against his stiff cock.

“The exact length to hit that sweet spot.”

His cock jerked when you brought your mouth to the tip, the kiss you deliver featherlight. You hear a ragged breath, you eyes flitting up to see his chocolate eyes wide with anticipation.

“Would you like a demonstration?”

You don’t give him a chance to respond, you’re already straightening up, reaching for your own waistline. Ripping yourself from your pants, you stand there, presenting yourself to him and leaving him dumbfounded.

What he didn’t know was that you’d already prepared yourself, you had imagined how you wanted tonight to go, touched yourself whilst you were getting changed so your folds were already slick with your juices.

You straddle him and he comes back down to earth, his hands meeting the backs of your legs. Leaning forward, you nudge his curved nose with the tip of yours before kissing him squarely on the lips.

“I’m gonna show you just how good you make me feel.”

He nods enthusiastically.

Taking his cock in your hand, you rock back and forth a little, lining yourself up. You tease his tip along your folds before sinking, pushing it into your entrance, clenching the ridge between your walls.

He releases a long exhale, head falling forward to get a better look.

The pair of you moan harmoniously as you go further down, taking inch by inch slowly as you stretch to accompany him. When you settle into his lap, feel him deep inside you, you circle your hips in a figure of eight.

“How do I look?”

He peeked up at you, the glow of the television making you appear heavenly, celestial. You hook a finger under his chin and you don’t need him to say anything as he gazes upon you like all those goddesses he’d fawns over.

You bring your lips softly to his as you start rolling your hips, riding up and down without a hurry.

His hands follow your movements before they rise over the swell of your ass, skimming over your hips before wrapping around your waist. He presses his forehead to the centre of your chest, resting in the valley of your breasts.

He breaths you in, your natural scent mixed with an intoxicating aroma of spices from the perfume he’d bought you.

“Your cock feels incredible.”

Your voice breaks through the sounds of his own shallow pants, his cock twitching as the words manage to sink into that head of his. He allows every one of his senses to be engulfed by you as he pokes out his tongue to gain a taste.

“That’s it.”

Your fingers entangle in his thick locks, burying him deeper into your chest as you pick up the pace, a honeyed sigh escaping you.

Each slap of your hips echoes louder as you force your weight down on him, the tingle of your building pleasure dancing along your back. You keep riding, compliments overflowing as your tongue loosens.

Steven is pleading with himself to not come though he can feel stomach curling in on itself. His licks grow sloppy, moans more exaggerated as his heat consumes him. The hold of his arms on your waist strengthens.

“You’re taking me so well.”

You grind your mound into his frame, the delicate friction on your clit sending shockwaves across your nerve endings. Your walls tighten around his stiff length and his desperate cry vibrates through your bones.

“Not much longer, I promise.”

He holds you stronger, his nails digging into your flesh. 

You keep going, your hips finally stuttering when your legs begin to vibrate. Pulling at his scalp, he cranes his head up to look at you and though his vision was blurry around the edges, he still thought you were radiant.

His face was flushed, his saliva dribble from his bottom lip.

Neither of you spoke, all he needed was your approval, a single nod for him to find his release.

His eyes fluttered shut, the crease in the centre of his brow disappearing as his jaw slackened, a hoarse cry coming from his throat. His hips raised slightly, the tip of his cock notching deeper as his load coated your walls.

You pulsated around him, your own pleasure dissipating into a satisfying warmth.

Your hold on the back of his head relaxes and you follow the line of his jaw, thumbs rubbing his hot cheeks calmly.

“My beautiful boy.”

Three words you’d never said aloud before but ones he needed to hear.

He lifts his heavy head, eyelids drooping before a lopsided grin drew across his face.

“Nah, you’re the beautiful one,” he slurs.

The temperature rises in your cheeks and chest and immediately, you cover your face, heart skipping a beat.

“Steven!”

[scourgeofmyownbrain]

I was spinning the TFO Characters around in my head and this happened. I am an enjoyer of "TFO Bee is older than OP and Elita and D" so I went a little nutso about it. I really hope this makes an ounce of sense bc this was very stream of conscious.

Optimus is digging though some ex-miners data files. Partially to ensure everything is updated but mostly to see if Sentinel did anything else to them... aaaaaand OP just wants to snoop a bit; sue him. "Huh, I wonder if I can find B's file," OP thought. And he could, because he dug through nearly every cabinet twice before he found it. Bee must have pissed Sentinel off something fierce bc he buried his file in with the old bot's so no one could find it. Surrounded by haphazard piles of data pads, Optimus gets comfy and starts snooping.

Bee has a very long list of infractions: 30 counts of talking back to superiors (D would hate him for that), 158 counts of ignoring protocol (Elita would have his head on a pike), 29 counts of breaking and entering (A bot after OP's own spark), 8 counts of theft (damn), 2 counts of arson (Damn), 4 counts for participating in a riot (DAmn), 2 counts of assaulting a superior (DAMN), 1 count for conspiracy against the government (HUH?), 1 count for bot-slaughter ((⊙_⊙)). How did OP not hear about any of this, this sounds like something every miner would know about? A miner assaulting a superior? The rumour mill would have had a field day with that alone. OP moves on to Bee's assignments, maybe there's a reason this news never got to OP's mining sector. Damn, that's a lot of sectors: 3, 7, 10, 11, 14, 19, 23, 26, 27, 30, 35- wait, that was OP's sector, when was Bee there? OP doesn't remember any yellow bots running around committing arson? Field medic, tool repair, tool fabrication, Prototype jetpack testing- Testing? Those things were older than OP; why would Bee be testing them? It doesn't even mention his assignment to sub level 50!! The questions continue to gather as OP reads on, confusing him more and more.

Elita interrupts his confused scrolling by walking into the room to tell OP something. OP ignores her words and franticly shoves Bee's file in her face. Elita is older than OP (Not by much), maybe she knows something about Bee. She doesn't, and now both of them are confused. Was there another guy named B-127 in the past? Was current Bee a clone? Wtf is going on?? The two of them begin going down a rabbit hole. They dig through every wayward file they can find. They get so desperate that, during a skirmish with the Decepticons, they ask Megatron if he knows anything. They get a data pad with Bee's info and glue a magnet to the back. During the fight, OP gets into a one on one with Meggy and slaps the datapad onto his back before the cons retreat. Yes this is the dumbest thing they've ever done, hopefully Meg doesn't ignore them. Also what did you want to tell me before, I completely forgot to ask-

Megatron is ignoring the datapad that OP stuck to his back. It's been stuck to the wall of his room since he threw it there. He glares at it a lot. Eventually, he gets curious and reads it, maybe OP apologized for being a backstabbing bitch. He did not; it's a copy of B-127's personal file with a lot of question marks and circles drawn on everything. Meg gives it a read, curious about his frie-EX Friend. He's taken aback by how long the infraction list is (conspiracy against the government? Bot-Slaughter? Sounds like Meg's kinda bot) and how extensive OP's notes are. He taps at the screen a few times before turning the pad off and stowing it in his subspace.

During their next fight, Megatron returns the data pad by shoving the magnet against Optimus's face.

After returning, Optimus turns on the data pad. There are three things added by Megatron. 1: A circle around a line of fine print at the end of the Assignments tab, "Permanently reassigned to Waste Management on Sub-level 50." Optimus's own frantic writing is just above it "SUB-LEVEL 50????" (that is the smuggest circle known to Cybertron). 2: A sentence next to Bee's medical records "What is his listed Spark Date?" and 3: A sentence at the top of the first page, "Have you asked B-127 about this?"

OP and Elita did not ask Bee about any of this. The thought never crossed their minds. Bee even helped them sort through old data pads! They feel incredibly stupid. Elita is too proud to go and ask so OP slips it into his and Bee's next one-on-one convo.

OP: Hey Bee, I found your data file in the Miner records.

B: Oh cool! Let me see, I want to see what's on it.

OP: *gives data pad*

B: Oh wow, this thing is long. They really wrote down everything- Oh, I've got a funny story about sector 23, there was this bot I knew, cool guy you would like him, and he had this thing-

OP: Actually, Bee... can I ask you a few questions? About your file?

B: Shoot, big guy.

OP: ...Arson? Assault? Conspiracy?

B: What about that?

OP: They're in your file, it says you've done them.

B: Oh yeah, no, I've done them. I mean, who hasn't? Wait, is it bad that I've worked against the government now that I'm a government employee?

OP: So you've actually done all this??

B: Yeah, why? I thought you guys knew this stuff.

OP: What?

Bee then explains how he was apart of a rebel organization that wanted better lives for the cogless. He had joined pretty early on and was pretty good at talking loud enough without a loudspeaker that he became the face of the org. Things were going pretty well; bots were listening, and changes were getting implemented, all that good stuff. Sure there were a few riots but you can't make a space omelette without breaking a few space eggs (tf is a space egg...). Eventually, Sentinel got sick of them so he ordered them to be rounded up and thrown in jail. Bee was the first to get caught, but he didn't snitch on the rest of his group, so he was sent down to Sub-level 50. Never heard what happened to everyone else after that.

Optimus hears all this and immediately drags Bee to the file room to find more info. It takes a hot minute but they find the record of the org Bee was a part of. It got dissolved before OP was sparked. Flabbergasted, OP asks Bee when he got sparked.

B: *Holding pad with poster of Bee's face* Oh, this brings back memories. I actually knew the bot who made these. I wonder if she's still doing these...

OP: Bee, how old are you, exactly. When did you get sparked?

B: uhhh, let me get back to you on that one.

OP: Bee, you got put in Sub-level 50 before I was born, how old are you?

B: I'm gonna be real, I do not know how long I was down there. Time kinda blurs after a while. Ho-How old are you?

OP: 16 cycles.

B: I was down there for over 16 cycles?? Primus below, is anyone still alive? Oh, right, age. uuuuuuhhhh, 48? Cycles? I think? Around there. Hey, did you see any files for a bot named Knockout? I would like to see it for no personal reasons whatsoever-

OP: Bee you were sparked right after the primes died wtF-

Chaos ensues. OP comms Elita and she immediately stops whatever she was doing to join the two in the file room. OP is freaking out bc he thought Bee was around his age, what do you mean you're actually double my age. You should be running the government, not me, I'M A BABY COMPARED TO YOU. Elita is pacing around trying to make sense of Bee's past, what do you mean you were the face of an organization, what do you mean you successfully implemented the miners right to clean energon, what do yoU MEAN. Bee is ignoring both of them and franticly looking for his friends' files, hoping at least a few of them are still alive. Or just one, specifically a red one that was a field medic oh please let him still be around at least-

Eventually everyone calms down and they talk about it. Optimus and Elita get to learn about the other time the miners tried to rise up and get better treatment. Gotta love a impromptu history lesson. Bee's best guess as to why the org was wiped from history was bc Sentinel didn't want any other miners getting any ideas and doing it again. They figure out Bee was actually down in Sub-level 50 for about 20 cycles, give or take, which spurs an actual search for anyone he knew before (B: pls pls pls pls pls living bf pls pls pls pls). Primus must have been smiling up at them because they do find several bots Bee knew from before. Good time is had all around. Reunions and meet ups, parties and get togethers, everything a bunch of old bots do after not seeing each other for a long time. They get to reminisce on all the old crimes they committed together (OP and E1 are v concerned bc is this normal? Are we going to turn into this?) They have a lot of shit to catch up on and everything is pretty great actually.

During their next fight, Megatron gets another data pad stuck onto his back. When he turns it on, the only thing on it is a selfie Bee took at his Spark day party, with the "Happy 49th Spark Day!" sign in the background. The photo's caption says, "(Yes, It's correct) Miss you lots! Hope you're less of an angry glitch the next time I see you!"

If anyone wants to take this idea and do it better, please do, I am not very good at this. Proper formatting is not my specialty.

[choppedsouldreamer]

Guys some how I did even more doodles than last time, like 20- I THINK I NEED HELP NGL I NEED TO REMEMBER TO TAG EVERYONE GUHHH-

Sorry if these are kind of hard to see, I had to take them at a distance so my camera wouldn't automatically make the pics sideways for some reason- needed to migrate these ones to my bed this time since there is no room on my cooker, even if I did indeed cook again U-U This does include pixel art that is kind of hard to see what it is as well so sorry about that but this is my first time trying pixel art and I worked with what I had which was grid paper- (UGH THE PENCIL ONES ARE SO HARD TO SEE TOO MY CAMERA IS TRASH ;-;)

Full pic of all the doodles:

SMG3 doodles close up, Ik you asked for more SMG3 @roxy4life so here you go, eat up my friend:

My OC doodles with a teensy bit of lore hehe, oh and first ever drawing of THE CHILD!!!:

of course an autism creature because we all love this silly lil thing:

and last but not least, the creator doodles!:

@grinnames: here I go drawing this goober again ugh, in all seriousness though I love this guy, just look at him, all he wants is your body parts so why don't you kindly donate them ya silly? I would go on a tangent complimenting you again but I doubt you want that though, so just know you are one of my favourite creators :D

@tophatwearingidiot: hey look who it is! that's your design for my silly gal right there!! I was planning to draw my puffels for so long as you know but my brain constantly got filled and I forgot about it, so here, you got a doodle!! I WILL GET TO THIS I SWEAR UGGHHHHHH, both mentioned as my OC doodles and creator doodles lucky you

@tiredsmashbros and @its-a-me-mango: decided to do you two as two mini doodles together! you two are so damn awesome I love both your art so much AHHHHH, I wish I was as cool as you guys I swear and I love both of your characters so much so here's TSB inhaling a burger Kirby style and Mango just having to deal with his crap like usual and wishing he just got more money for it since TSB is just other worldly XD COOL ARTISTS RIGHT HERE!!! OH GOD DAMN IT HERE I GO DOODLING TSB AGAIN, TOMM HELP ME OUT HERE AND GET HIM OUT, MANGO EXTRACT HIM FROM MY BRAIN PLEASE

@michealscorneroftheinternet: oh boy did you get treated my friend, a meme and another doodle of Ink SMG4? damnnnn, all jokes aside I can't get over these designs, like your ideas are just insane to me and literally all your AU's are my favourites GOD HOW MUCH I LOVE THE UNDERTALE AU AND CHANGE IN SCRIPT AND FALLEN AU DB)SBD)SYVDSVFAD(F)- dude, tell me your secrets how are you this talented? /silly but true on the last part. You're constantly in my brain now too hahahah (HELP ME-) oh and I have a surprise for you! yeah, you thought that was it? haha...no..so you know those doodles of said ink and error 4 and 3? well I'm still thinking of those BUT, I have these as a substitute I'm working on since Ibispaint is up and running on my phone AHA! GET DUNKED ON WITH MORE ART YOU CAN NEVER BEAT ME /silly

I wanted to include more of my crazed AU and thought this was too perfect so had to do it, DID SOMEONE SAY PERFECT?!? /j

bro gets to not talk sometimes because he had chains around his neck YIPPIE!! (and hehe @theartistisme43 mentioned) that's if you can read my doodle handwriting lol, if not here it is (purple = SMG3 blue = SMG4)

bottom doodle: so you also had a run in with Mr Puzzles huh? Yep... So fuckin done with life

Top doodle (left): AYYYY!!!

Top doodle right: can't breathe sometimes and talk, knows how scarred 4 feels

[quinton-reviews]

Hi Quinton!! I have been a HUGE fan of your stuff since a friend sent me the Tobuscus Fallen Titans (I used to watch him back in high school and was like "huh, wonder what happened to him after those allegations") and I gotta say, it is REALLY FUNNY every time my fiancé and I watch the iCarly videos again, because when you cover Gibby's stunt double breaking his ribs, you cut to a clip of The Official Podcast. I used to play D&D with one of the main dudes from the podcast, so when he talks during that clip I do a goddamn double take literally every time.

Anyways, I remember an original Patreon stretch goal being a Fallen Titans on Homestuck! I was really big into Homestuck in my early 20s, and was wondering if that's still on the table at some point? If not that's fine, I understand plans change! I just love Fallen Titans lol, the Fred episode and the Neil Cicierega unFallen Titans are some of my favorite videos of yours!

That's a real funny story!

So here's the rundown on the Homestuck video. When I first started making long videos, they were actually inspired by the relationship I had with other YouTubers at the time. I used to watch, like, H3H3 and Filthy Frank, etc; and I'd always see people obsessed with the versions of creators from the past. Like, "Oh 2015 H3 was the best" and "Oh 2012 Frank was peak." So I had this idea that it would be crazy if H3 posted, like, a video he spent a decade on and you got a new video with 2015 H3 10 years on. (I don't watch H3 anymore ironically)

So the original idea for the "long video" format was that it would be cool if, throughout a long, analysis/review/recap video, you kept noticing someone get older. Maybe my months, maybe by years. That's why I always like to get a haircut when I start one of these videos. If you scrub through and you see my hair get longer and messier as it goes on I think that adds something magical you can't fake.

So... My pitch to the Homestuck video was that it would be funny to work on it just once per year. To record one segment, say "That's it for 12 months", and then come back around to it. And when I was making the iCarly and Victorious videos I actually recorded a few minutes of the video! I think it was two segments in total. But then I had a bunch of personal stuff happen and my work drive has been much lower, so any "back burner" video hasn't gotten much attention since then.

Now that the iCarly mini-series is done with, I want to focus on some short one-off videos I can make before April. But once that's done with, I would REALLY love to start work on a few more long-term projects which will take months or years to finish. I think returning to work on the Homestuck video, to at least get the first 20-30 minutes done, would be a great idea this summer.

Now, if you want to know my pitch for that video, here it is. The video is not a recap of the creative history of the franchise. I do not get into drama, community hell, lawsuits, or other YouTubers. My idea is this: you always hear about Homestuck as an outsider but you never hear about the actual content. Most franchises on Earth I know something about, even and especially if I've never been interested in them. I can tell you a bunch of facts about wrestling and MLP and the Fast and the Furious simply through cultural osmosis and having friends who are into those things.

I can't tell you the plot of Homestuck, who the characters are, what the themes are, nothing. I've known a lot of people who were into Homestuck but nothing about the series!

So I thought it would thus be funny to make a video about a bunch of people who know nothing about the series starting from the beginning and giving their reactions, even if it's been years since it all started. I call this part of the video the "Homestuck Book Club." So the next step is me picking out the members (who all have to have no history with it) and making sort of a podcast setup. We'd then read and record every six months or so, IDK.

This is why the video has been stuck in production hell! Everyone who wants to work on it and messages me about it already knows the franchise. I don't want spoilers, I don't want people writing for the video who get it already. I want to capture the "what the fuck is this" energy of three dudes just getting in the middle of it.

Also, I think that I really like the theme of the video capturing our lives as they go by, capturing us aging and changing. If you came back from the future and told me this video comes out in five years, I'd say great. If you told me it comes out in ten years, I'd say awesome. Until then, the latest edit will always be on Patreon, even if you have to dig a little.

[genoskissors]

Finally done! Thank you everyone for your patience!

Principal Monokuma’s Room Check!

Trigger Happy Havoc Boys

THH Girls Rooms

There are a few notes throughout to explain some things I thought most would not know (like Japanese traditions) or just to clarify things changed in localization.

Naegi-kun’s Room Edition

Sigh. It’s the private room where a high school boy spends his agonizing nights, even so, what’s with this plainness!? Why don’t you have something more shameful or embarrassing!? Naegi-kun, I’m disappointed in you!

Checkpoints: A: It’s the memo pad I prepared. It would be nice if it had Hope’s Peak Academy’s school emblem on it, to give it a rich feeling.

B: This is the key to the room. It has a key holder with the appropriate name on it. It cannot be bought and is very sophisticated, so improper usage is prohibited!

C: It’s a mock sword that was kept on the display shelf. Even though it was only decoration, it was carefully displayed, so an incident happened. Upupupu.

D: I heard that mysterious curly hair grows in boys’ rooms. An adhesive lint roller is useful for frequent cleaning! I’m so attentive! Note: Don't really know what this means, I think it might be referencing Junko's hair.

Ishimaru-kun’s Room Edition

It’s a room filled with study materials and is well organized, just as one would expect from a serious person like Ishimaru-kun’s room. Hmm~ If you spend all your energy on this, you won’t be able to focus on the killing game!

Checkpoints: A: Dictionaries and reference books are the most exciting when lined up neatly on your desk. Huh? Are you using them properly? Hee~...

B: He irons his uniform every day. Also, the armbands as well, so you know he really likes this things.

C: A New Year’s tradition, Kakizome. I suggest “In early spring, be careful of bears, as they can get ferocious!” Huh? Aren’t you going to start writing?

D: What kind of guy likes to swing around a bamboo sword even though he isn’t part of the kendo club? Do you stand on the ground, put your forehead on it, and spin around to split a watermelon? Note: This is a Japanese game called Suikawari.

Togami-kun’s Room Edition

Genuine rich people tend to seek a more modest sense of luxury rather than those who are nouveau riche. I have no clue how much Togami-kun’s room actually costs. Note: “Nouveau riche” refers to people who become rich themselves and “genuine rich people” refers to people who were born into a rich family, like Byakuya.

Checkpoints: A: It’s a violin or something. Famous ones can be worth billions. That’s more expensive than the famous Chinese medicine, bear bile, which is very pricey, roar! Note: Based on the phrase "violin or something" it's likely a viola. That's just my theory though.

B: There is nothing more difficult than determining the value of a painting. In many cases, collecting these masterpieces is not about appreciating art, but investing in it.

C: Ahaha! A red carpet laid out from the entrance, Togami-kun must be kidding me! That’s what the life of stardom is about!

D: The famous line “I will kill you, without fail!” is what makes Togami’s glasses indispensable! I can’t believe he has 10 of them, that’s quite a thorough preparation!

Oowada-kun’s Room Edition

I believe that biker gangs are a style and a fashion. That’s why it’s necessary for those who call themselves bikers to have an easy-to-understand logo or item that appeals to everyone. Upupu.

Checkpoints: A: These are the big flags put on the back of bikes, aren’t they? I always wonder if they are safe from being blown away by the wind.

B: These are all motorcycle magazines, right? I’m not going to go as far as suggesting philosophy books or economic magazines, but maybe it wouldn’t hurt to open a textbook once in a while?

C: Are you really satisfied with the 5G “ Cypress Stick”? Isn’t the 1500G “Steel Broadsword” the catharsis? Note: I’m pretty sure this is a Dragon Quest reference.

D: This is the colorful banner of Oowada’s gang, “Crazy Diamonds”. Hmm, you’re only really good at difficult kanji.

Kuwata-kun’s Room Edition

Hey, Kuwata-kun, baseball doesn't even have a “ya” character! I know you don't like it, but now that you're at our school, maybe you could try to act like a baseball player, even if it's a front? Note: The Japanese word for baseball, Yakyuu (野球), has a “ya” in it, so I think Monokuma is just saying this to see if Leon will even care enough to react to his statement.

Checkpoints: A: Why do self-proclaimed punk fans like human skulls? A sea bream head has another sea bream inside, right? That's even more favorable! Note: I'm not gonna lie, I have no clue what that second sentence means. I think it relates to the saying “鯛の尾より鰯の頭”, but I still don't know how it correlates.

B: I want CDs and DVDs to come in splendid limited edition packaging, but they don’t fit neatly like this. How troubling.

C: Carrying your guitar case on your back and feeling tired as you walk around town is super cool. There was a time when I thought that way too.

D: In order to stand out and be popular, you need to have vocals. Kuwata-kun's purity is manly in a sense. I would like to hear his beautiful voice. Upupu.

Yamada-kun’s Room Edition

A utopia making the world’s geeks water at the mouth, the pink love nest of Buuko and Yamada-kun. As a despair maniac, I am driven by a desire for a room devoted solely to my hobby. Note: Buuko is Princess Piggles in the localization.

Checkpoints: A: Hey, I’m giving it everything I got to ask this question, is this what Yamada-kun is wearing? Isn’t it self-indulgent to wear it on his 170cm and 155kg body!?

B: “MARTIAL ARTS LADIES”, “This time, I’ll punish you on the mat!”.  I don’t understand why martial arts cosplay makes your heart pound.

C: Some people say these sheets and body pillow are perverted, but the desire for skin contact is neither two-dimensional nor three-dimensional.

D: Three-dimensional objects have a sense of unity because they are equipped with a three-dimensional concept. The shading of light and the convergence of existence are astonishing (The following is omitted). Note: “The following is omitted” is just a way of saying Monokuma kept rambling.

Yasuhiro-kun's Room Edition

Hagakure-kun’s love of fortune-telling is, quite honestly, shady, right? Even though he has all these tools, he still uses intuition to tell fortunes, doesn’t he? So, what in the world are these piles of junk for!?

Checkpoints: A: People with extremely dry skin tend to have a lot of wrinkles on their palms, which makes palm readers cry. It’s hard to even do fortune-telling these days.

B: Fortune-telling cards are great for mysteries and romance. If I sold "Monokuma’s Carefully Made Pure Gold Tarot", maybe I could make a profit. Upupupu.

C: If anything, Hagakure-kun has more of an oriental divination image. When I see tools like this, I want to display them in an alcove or something.

D: Come on! How many times do I have to say this!? When buying fortune-telling goods online, do not cash on delivery! This time, I was the one who paid for it too!

Fujisaki-kun’s Room Edition

Even though he’s the Super High School Level Programmer, Fujisaki-kun actually has a variety of hobbies. That’s good, science... a science student! I want to learn many things from him.

Checkpoints: A: Three monitors and a luxurious-looking executive chair. He looks like a young company president or day trader. A serious side profile would be wonderful!

B: I don’t know what this is, but it looks amazing anyway! It looks like an ancient map or some other geeky item.

C: After people learn how to interact with the romantic hyperspace of the universe, their outlook on life changes drastically. That’s what I thought just now.

D: Tada! There are hand grips on the bed! It makes me tear up to know he was secretly training.

[wholoveseggs]

Could you do one of the NSFW alphabets for klaus too? Only if you want - I know you mainly write Elijah but just thought I’d ask xx

Klaus's Love Letters

{NSFW Alphabet}

18+ ---- {Masterlist}

~Thanks for the request anon ♡♡ this goes out to all my Klaus girlies, ily~

Please note that I don't really write for Klaus & I won't be taking requests for him, this was just a fun little project. xoxo

3k words {apparently I have more to say about Klaus than Elijah... huh??} - Warnings: descriptions of sex and preferences.

A is for Aftercare (What is their aftercare like?)

You've probably already figured out by now that Klaus is the king of pillow talk. He's a very guarded person and likes to keep his true emotions tucked away where they can't hurt him. But after sex, when he's feeling all vulnerable, you can get him to be completely honest with you and open up in a way he normally wouldn't.

If the sex was particularly rough he will shower you with sweet words and praise, then he will heal any damage he's done with his tongue or his blood. He will bring you a drink afterwards and feed you something to regain your strength. He loves the way you curl into him and the way your skin feels against his. It's intimate in a way that's so much deeper than the sex, and that's what makes it his favorite part.

B is for Body Part (Favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

Klaus is an ass man, one he can grab and bite. The more marks he can leave behind, the better. He loves to watch it bounce when he's fucking you from behind.

For himself, he loves his mouth. This isn't necessarily in reference to kissing, although he certainly enjoys making out. He loves having his tongue everywhere on your body, biting you and marking you as his. Having you completely unravel on his tongue makes his cock throb. And having you taste yourself on his mouth gets him so riled up.

C is for Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Klaus isn't particular about where he comes. If it's a quickie, he'll probably come inside of you because it's convenient. When he has more time, he'll pull out and come on whatever part of your body he's feeling like marking in the moment.

He also likes to cum in your mouth and having you prove that you can swallow it all.

But what really gets him going is eating his own cum out of your pussy, and seeing his cum drip out of your ass. He likes the possessive display of cum filling or covering you.

D is for Dirty Secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

I think he would secretly love to call you 'mommy' in bed, and have you call him 'baby' or something like that. I feel like Klaus has a bit of a mommy kink (Oedipus vibes). I don't think he would ever actually admit to this, but maybe if he really trusts you he will feel comfortable with a step-mom or dom-mommy roleplay scenario.

E is for Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

The man hybrid is a sex god. He's one thousand of years old and a bit debauched so you have to assume he has a ton of experience. I think a lot of his past relationships have always been about manipulation and power, so it's about pure gratification for him.

He knows what he is doing and probably invented a few kinks along the way. He enjoys trying everything once or twice, but he does have his favorites. If he really loves you he will pour all those feelings into his sex life.

F is for Favorite Position (Favorite position to have sex in)

Doggy is of course what everyone assumes, he loves being in control and watching his partner take what he gives them.

But I think he enjoys any position where he is in control and the sexual acts are drawn out. He likes sitting down and having you ride him or suck his cock while he gives you orders or praises you, depending on his mood. He likes positions where he has your body held tightly and completely in his control, like from the side so he can wrap his arm around you and control the speed.

He loves to pin you down, have you squirming and begging, and tell you how good you feel because you are taking him so well. He likes it rough and will move you into the position he wants, then he will pound into you until you're breathless and begging. He likes biting and scratching with no regard to the noises you're making. He'll hold you down by your throat and lick the tears off your cheeks.

G is for Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He will definitely make comments to tease you. Anything to make you flustered and it gets him so hot when you fight back. He likes things a bit rough and playful, although he does love romantic foreplay too. He will say the filthiest things imaginable while he pins you down and fucks you. He will have you saying it back to him as you beg him to let you come.

On the other hand, if you are feeling intimidated, he knows just what to say to make you giggle and make things less awkward and intense. He knows how to be sweet just as well as he knows how to be dominating.

H is for Hair (How well groomed are they?)

I don't think he cares about shaving or being hairy in general. However, he will adjust to make you happy.

I is for Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect~)

The more you're with him, the more intimacy you will see from him. His trust is not easily earned, but when he falls in love, it's hard. And when he gives you his full love, you will see it in the way he makes love to you.

He will just lay there beside you and worship every inch of your skin with his hands and mouth. He will kiss your eyelids, your lips, your nose, all your fingers. He'll memorize the texture of your nipples and the slope of your belly.

His kisses and touch will be deliberate, like he's trying to memorize your body. It's like his whole being focuses entirely on making you feel good, learning exactly what you need and crave.

And since he's an artist, he will try and recreate the feeling of you through painting. Capturing the details of your skin or the halo of your hair on his pillows.

J is for Jack Off (Masturbation)

All. The. Time.

The man need to find relief from his naturally pent up personality, and he has very little self control. So when the idea enters his mind, or even if the mood just strikes, he will be jerking his cock while contemplating who to torture for the night.

He would never do it publicly and if you are around he would rather just fuck you (or have you watch).

But alone, in his thoughts, he can think about anything from casual, perverse flings to someone who has wronged him and eventually gets what's coming to him. It's the power that drives him to orgasm more than anything else.

K is for Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Other than being just a natural dom, Klaus loves anal and a little bit of BDSM. Like, occasionally he will bind your wrists or blindfold you.

I imagine him grabbing you by the throat (nicely) and bending you over something so your ass is in the air. He will eat your ass out, enjoying the power he holds over you. Especially when you're begging for his cock, squirming against the hand holding you down, or trying to get your arms free, he can't deny how much he likes the struggle.

L is for Location (Favorite places to have sex)

Literally anywhere... Like who is going to stop him? Or even attempt to stop him?

But if I had to choose, probably his art studio, he will cover your naked body in paint and have you on his desk with your legs spread wide so he can paint his cum dripping out of your pussy.

M is for Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You can turn him on by catching him off guard. Kissing him unexpectedly, touching him with no warning, it will make his cock twitch.

He loves a flirty sense of humor, and likes taking playful teases as foreplay. I do think he likes women who challenge him and have a smart mouth. Especially if you use that mouth to suck his dick in unexpected or inappropriate situations.

N is for NO (Something they would never do)

As rough and wild as he is, he would never degrade you. He will describe in filthy detail what he wants to do to you, and praise you endlessly, but he would never insult or belittle you.

He wouldn't pressure you into anything either, if you desire to only have sweet, slow sex then he will not complain.

He would also never want to be tied up, that loss of control scares the fuck out of him, and makes him feel far too vulnerable to be turned on.

O is for Oral (Do they prefer giving or receiving?)

He certainly doesn't hate giving but his preference is definitely receiving. He wants to be worshiped and desired. He likes the thrill of you sucking him off in a public place. He loves to see your mouth looking so pretty stretched around his thick cock, all shiny and wet. And if someone happens to see you then you better believe that turns him on even more.

He loves to fuck your face, have you gagging and breathless, with tears running down your cheeks. He likes making you keep him in your mouth and watch you drool and struggle to breathe. The eye contact you make with him when he fucks your face is addicting. But he would never pressure you to do this, he only enjoys the experience if you do.

For all the times he's fucked your face and makes you do deepthroat practice, he gives you incredible head back. I feel like he would love to return the favor first thing in the morning, while his mouth and tongue are still a bit sluggish, then his sloppy warm tongue will leave you feeling delirious.

P is for Pace (Are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Having you naked, needy and pinned down while you try to squirm away from his relentless pounding is quite enjoyable to him, but only if it's what you like as well. He loves overstimulating you, fucking you into the mattress and having your screams fill his room.

However, if he's feeling a more tender type of way, he'll be slow and gentle. Kissing you all over as he is deep inside you. Savoring the feeling of his bare skin against yours, leaving marks all over your neck and chest. He loves these moments where you give yourself over to him so completely, letting him feel how tight you are when he goes slowly and deliberately.

Q is for Quickie (Their opinion on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

My idea of a Klaus quickie would be at a party or club or event. He likes the thrill of being somewhere that people can hear you and see you if they accidentally open a door. He'll have you pressed against a wall somewhere or bent over something. He'll rip your panties off if necessary, but he also might give you the honor of deciding if you want him to devour your pussy or pound you.

No matter what, you end up sore and breathless.

R is for Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

He's down for anything and has even invented a few concepts along the way. He's adventurous and doesn't have any shame. Other kinks may arise from whatever experience you choose to have with him.

Roleplay, bondage, edging, choking, anal, sensory deprivation are just a few things he's more than happy to do. But he will always talk about these things beforehand. He wants you to feel comfortable and has an open mind so that you both can have more fun. He doesn't require any of these things to feel fulfilled in sex, but he would certainly never turn down an interesting endeavor.

S is for Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Just like Elijah, he could go forever.

He loves to wear you out and see how many times he can make you cum.

Usually the first round is hard and heavy, with bruising kisses and spanks when your legs give out. He'll stand you back up and fold you however he wants so he can use your body as he pleases. He will push your limits and test your strength, and once your orgasms become more exhaustion than euphoria, he'll get you to finish him off and then carry you to the bath.

T is for Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

I think he would enjoy the thrill and power of having you wear a remote control vibrator around in public places.

He would tease you and put it in the highest setting, then whisper in your ear and chuckle as you try and steady your breaths. Or watch you from across the room, giving you a devious smile and a little wave as he increases the intensity. He would make you wear a skirt so he can slide his hand up your thighs and press the vibrating toy inside of you.

He would also use a buttplug on you and deny you orgasm while you squirm. He will use any tool at his disposal to make you desperate and have you beg to be fucked.

He will also put a magic wand on your clit while he fucks you so your pleasure won't end, your body will tremble and then you will cum over and over, squeezing him so tightly that he instantly fills you.

U is for Unfair (How much do they like to tease?)

He will absolutely tease you all the time, in and out of bed, making suggestive comments and gestures to see how you will react. He enjoys making you blush and hearing your heart rate increase.

He is also very impatient and wants what he wants when he wants it. But, what he likes more is making you wait until you are clawing at his clothes and begging him for it. Making you squirm and moan until you feel desperate for anything he will give you.

He will bite, nip and suck on every inch of your skin, never touching you where you want him to. By the end you'll be a whimpering, sweaty mess of need.

V is for Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

In all areas of his life he is loud and knows that people are paying attention to him. He is a proud and assertive man, so this can transfer easily into his love life. He is never shy or quiet.

He will tell you how beautiful you are and just how good you are for him. He will moan, swear, and growl. Sometimes he will whine for your mouth on his cock or your ass bouncing up and down. He doesn't give a shit that other people can hear him, he actually just sees it as another power move.

W is for Wild Card (Random headcannon)

He loves roleplay, he's a dramatic guy so he loves the idea of acting out whatever fantasy occupies his mind.

He would totally write a little script and get outfits, maybe even decorate a room to fit the setting and mood. He will go above and beyond if he's really into the idea, and doubly if you are the one who wants to act it out.

A naughty teacher/student scenario, or something even dirtier like a kidnapping type roleplay. He won't take things so far that you are frightened, but he will definitely get into the role he has created and try and get you into it too.

X is for X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants)

Just like Elijah, it's whatever you want it to be. But I can imagine it's big, you don't have an ego like that for nothing. He definitely is proud of it too, not in an outwardly bragging way, but if someone made a comment he wouldn't deny it.

Y is for Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Extremely high, the man is always ready to go. And for someone like him, everything is a possible opportunity for foreplay.

He will be hard and teasing you within minutes. Touching your thigh and waist as you are trying to have a conversation. Kissing your neck as you cook dinner, dragging his hand down your back as you clean the dishes.

You will probably never watch an entire movie if he is around, he can't help but reach his hand under the blankets and finger you. He'll tease you and sometimes even leave you unsatisfied for later when you're trying to focus on something, then fuck you stupid. Or push you down on the couch and take you right there.

Z is for ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?)

He will want to stay with you after, because as intense as the sex is, he is an attentive and affectionate partner. He is also a cuddler and loves to spend the night with you wrapped in his arms.

He will hold you close, gently playing with your hair and kissing your temples. He'll praise you and compliment your body, and you will probably fall asleep together, hot and sticky but blissful and relaxed.

[fatuismooches]

Oml I just saw your tag on the Dadtorre with identical son post (same anon as last time here! Thank you for the kind words :3) if Traveller and Paimon meet the son it's going to be so funny but confusing for both parties 😭 It's a jumpscare!

The Traveller is in Snezhnaya, exploring the place, walking through yet another quaint scenery. Then they see a glimpse of a blury blue in the distance, a shade of blue they know all too well.

"Wait, Traveller - was that...?" Paimon whispers to her companion warily. "Uh, you saw that too right? That looked like—!" She gasps, her tiny hands cupping her mouth as she frantically whispers. "Do you think he saw us?!"

The Traveller gestures for Paimon, gaze hardening. "Get behind me."

They tail the all too familiar shadow. He may be wearing a heavy cloak to stave off the frigid heart of the Tsarista, but they would recognise that hair anywhere... It's shorter than last time, but this is not the first they dealt with a segment. The Doctor is stalking the village, what could he be up to?

It's a small village, far from the capital. What if he's here to exploit the vulnerable? There's so many ill and elderly residents here, it won't take much to station a lab here in the guise of a clinic, he would have his test subjects.

They have to stop him.

They continue to follow, but slowly, doubt starts to creep in.

What is Dottore doing? He's just... he's window shopping?

Sure enough, this familiar shadow is simply strolling through the streets without a hint of hurry, out of character for a man who does not waste time. Admiring the scenery and occasionally stopping. That's when the anxiety starts to build. Is this a trap? It must be.

If it is a trap he'd laid. They will bite - only to get closer to him.

They follow until the figure is in an isolated part of the settlement. The cloaked man is looking side to side, head turning this way and that. Not the most subtle way to check for your reinforcements, but whatever. They raise their sword—

Dottore turns around, an unfamiliar gleam in his eyes. A shine that struck the Traveller as though a snake had reared its head and bit with venom to paralyse. Not one of deep seeping crimson of blood. Kind, gentle eyes - the red of a comforting hearth, the red of a sunrise.

"Ah! Perfect, there's someone else here!" 'Dottore' chuckles awkwardly. "Uh... I'm lost? Can you help me out? It looks like you know your way around here— wait, isn't that outfit a little too cold?"

What.

What is this.

Paimon yells this sentiment for them: "Huh?!"

(Dottore's son snuck out for a little outing. He inadvertently pulled the same headache of a stunt Dottore's lover had done ages ago: sneaking off when bored. Said father is tearing Snezhnaya through looking for his boy. It's only a matter of time before the Harbinger finds his son. He lacks the rigour to cover up his tracks.)

Meeting a Harbinger so quickly into their visit to Snezhnaya was not on the Traveler's agenda. Especially since they snuck into the nation without anyone knowing. But how could they see those familiar blue locks and not do anything about it? Sure, it wasn't the best idea, considering how they planned to hide out a bit more, not to mention there was still a wide gap in strength, but they couldn't pass up the opportunity. At the very least, they don't think the scientist would kill them. There seems to be a greater plan, one beyond what they know.

Of course, the Traveler's immediate thought is that the blue-haired man is up to no good. Perhaps immediately thinking the worst seemed a bit harsh, but this was the Doctor. What else would they think, especially after what happened in Sumeru? They had to be wary and cautious - there was no such thing as too much of it when dealing with him. And cautious they are, carefully stalking behind, not a noise made even in the crunching snow.

And so they cautiously watch with narrowed eyes as the "Harbinger"... casually strolls by numerous stores? Looking at outfits that certainly don't fit his style, peeking through the glass of some local restaurants. For some reason, civilians don't seem to bat much of an eye at his presence either. It's strange. Very strange. Unfortunately, the Traveler and Paimon still can't get a good look at the man's face, but they're positive it has to be Dottore. Who else has such fluffy blue hair? Are they overthinking it? Is he pretending? There are always so many questions to deal with when it comes to the Doctor.

Until they realize it's not the Doctor.

The man in front of them bears a striking resemblance to the Harbinger, but he simply couldn't be, not even a segment. A small smile that wasn't cocky, sweet eyes that could envelop another in a warm embrace if it came to that. These features cannot belong to a man such as Dottore. The laugh and concern for the blond was also something that couldn't be an act. After getting over their little surprise, they'd be an idiot not to take advantage of this outcome. Perhaps they could get some information... of course, they only end up more confused when they find out the truth.

(You, while also concerned for your son, know he's a capable boy and he'll be fine. You like to see how much Dottore secretly cares for his kid too, although you feel a bit bad for the poor Fatui agents who are currently dealing with his orders. If someone does end up hurting your son, however, well... you can be scarier than Dottore if you want to. At the end of it, Dottore ends up giving you both a scolding... but neither of you takes it seriously as you giggle with each other.)

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[ warning : absolutely unfiltered simping under the cut. It's a side of me you haven't seen and something which no one shall be seeing either 🙏🏻 you know those "no lube, no protection" posts? Yeah this worse. Any minors interacting with my blog, please dont read this one sweethearts. You deserve better. Thank you. Have a nice day. And najma, I don't think you'd realised what you were getting yourself into but you bought it upon yourself. Sorry. 🙏🏻]

EX-FUCKING-CUSE ME? YEAH KAISER I EXCUSE YOU FOR NOT FUCKING ME ALREADY. ALL BECAUSE YOU'RE PRETTY. OKAY? I SWEAR I'VE NEVER BEEN MORE SHALLOW WITH MY SIMPING BUT ITS OKAY, YOU CAN FUCK ME TILL I AM EMPTY. YOU CAN DO ANYTHING THAT YOU'D LIKE, MEINE LIEBE. MEINE FUCKING LEIBE. ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU ALWAYS SAY? HUH? THE WORDS WHICH ALWAYS MAKES ME WANT TO KISS YOU SENSELESS BREATHLESS WORDLESS. BUT DONT WORRY. DON'T WORRY AT ALL BECAUSE I'D TAKE REAL GOOD CARE OF YOU SWEETHEART, YEAH? AND IF I MAKE YOU UPSET, HONEY, YOU CAN CHOKE ME ALL YOU WANT. I"D THANK YOU FOR IT ANYWAYS. IN FACT I'D LET YOU DO ANYTHING YOU WANT. ALL THE FORBIDDEN, UNTOLD, NOT TALKED ABOUT THINGS. YOU CAN HAVE IT. RED FLAGS? I DON'T THINK THAT WOULD BE FIRST OF MY THOUGHTS WHEN YOU'RE SO DEEP IN MY THROAT I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE. CRUSH ME WITH THOSE THIGHS AND I'D STILL BEG YOU TO THROW ME AGAINST A DAMN WALL. PIN ME THERE. AND I HOPE YOU FUCKING KNOW BETTER THAN TO STOP EVEN THOUGH I'M BEGGING YOU OTHERWISE BECAUSE WHY THE HELL WOULD I NOT WANT YOUR HANDS ALL OVER ME? EXACTLY. NO FUCKING REASON. SO KEEP GOING BECAUSE DAMN WELL EVERY TOUCH OF YOURS IS A BLESSING TO MY SKIN. FOREARMS, BICEPS, BACK, WAIST, ABS, THIGHS, I'D RIDE THEM ALL SWEETHEART. GIVE ME ONE CHANCE AND IDC ABOUT MY PLEASURE, I'D WORSHIP YOU ALL NIGHT BECAUSE DAMN WELL NO MATTER HOW SHITTY YOU ARE, THAT BODY DESERVES TO BE WORSHIPPED. You think I'm being too much? No no. This is just the first of the thoughts that I have when I look at him. This is already one of the thirstiest posts I've seen about him. I think I should spare you (i really can keep going tho. I'm not shy in the slightest dawg. I can yap about his stupidly good character design all day. This is for YOUR sanity.) with the graphic details of what I want to do with his hairs, tattoos, his fucking back oh my god. Have you seen his fucking back profile? Guhhh. If he dares smirk, he's done for. THE ABSOLUTE THINGS I"D DO TO FUCKING WIPE THAT SMIRK OFF HIS FACE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. AND HE BETTER NOT OPEN HIS DAMN MOUTH TO SPEAK IF HE DOES NOT WISH TO BE FACED WITH AN INSATIABLE WRATH. URGGHHHHHHH. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. I KNOW SEX IS NOT A SIN IN ITSELF BUT THE THINGS I'D BE DOING TO HIM WOULD DAMN WELL BE.

Huh.