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what's wrong? I hate to see people so upset, especially people I admire:(

thank you for your kind words

this is about the 2024 usa elections - if you haven't yet seen, trump has just about won. i think that's self-explanatory.

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i'm miserable.

dms/comments open if you want to talk about it, pulling an all-nighter tonight.

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mmm blade & demon fucking perhaps?

fem!reader \ kinktober

imagine you - a weak, powerless human, requiring the services of a demon for some reason.

you find a summoning ritual from the sketchy magick (the lady specifically insists it's spelt with a 'k', and frankly you don't know the difference) shop down the street.

you're surprised (read: terrified) when it works, and even more so when he presses his claws against the force field and it holds.

"those cloves don't do anything," he rumbles, amber eyes aglow. you feel like you're about to piss yourself.

you tell the demon what you want. and he scoffs.

"you summoned me... for this? humans have such insignificant desires."

you bristle. it's not insignificant, you went to all the trouble of summoning him - but he's already moving on to tell you what he needs. an exchange of energy. the oldest, most carnal exchange of energy there is.

he bares his teeth. "sex."

you hesitate, and he chuckles, low and dangerous. "i can't hurt you, if you're worried about that."

so you agree to the contract. your energy in exchange for whatever it is that you want.

he coalesces into a form that's almost human - long, black hair, well-muscled, but skin laced with golden veins and the same molten, smouldering amber eyes.

he steps over the protective markings, and that's when it finally hits you that you've just signed a contract with a demon. you take a step back.

his eyes track you like a bird of prey, and in the low light, you could've sworn he wet his lips.

"wh-what should i call you?" you stammer out, trying to put on a brave front. he stalks towards you slowly, like a great cat, taking his time to take in your room around him.

"hmm." he picks up a trinket from your table, rolls it between his fingers. "blade will do."

"blade- ow." the back of your knees bump into the edge of your bed. you glance back, and when you look up again, blade is there, right in front of you.

"never turn your back on a demon." he relishes your yelp when his sharp nails catch on your skin, shoving you into the mattress and trapping you there.

"convenient you held the ritual in your bedroom." he buries his nose into the side of your neck - you smelled sweet and ripe, like all humans did, thrumming with life and energy that he thrived off of. "did you want to get fucked by a demon?"

"n-no," you protest, desperately trying to will away the goosebumps as blade ghosts his teeth over the vein under your jaw. "just take what you need and go away."

he makes an amused noise. "you taste like lies."

the demon's dick is similarly laced with golden veins - hot, heavy, and pulsing against your ribbed walls even without him moving. you can't hold back your shuddering moan as blade pushes in, not unkindly, your own nails gripping onto him so tightly they leave marks.

"so- big-" you gasp, back arching and walls fluttering desperately, trying to get used to him. "too big-"

he growls. the sound is so full of desire that it sends a jolt of arousal into your stomach, and you can feel yourself leaking around his cock.

"humans." he bares his teeth, and you think he might be mad if not for his twitching dick inside of you. "so small, so weak, so warm."

he thrusts into you with all the restraint of a supernatural creature, but it isn't enough to stop his tip from kissing your cervix or his curious golden veins from scraping against the softest parts of you.

you're a tearful, shaking mess before too long, cumming so hard around his cock you can see stars (or maybe it's just his amber eyes in the dark).

but he grins down into your face, all sharp teeth and mirthless joy. the more energy you give him, the more blessings he can give you - wouldn't you like a little more of the gifts he can bestow on you?

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Hear me out: Argenti lovingly overstimulating his partner because he just thinks they look so pretty coming undone over and over again

fem!reader \ kinktober

"i'm sorry, my love, i'm so sorry..."

argenti's pants are completely out of tune with his thrusts, each stroke long and fast and hard. you wail and claw at his back as yet another orgasm washes over you, back taut and legs going numb.

"argenti," you cry. "'s too much, please-"

the pleasure borders on pain, and argenti does what he can, kissing away your tears.

"so beautiful, my love." your name slips past his lips like a prayer, his green eyes wild with emotion. it's one of the few times you've seen him dishevelled, and you think he's all the more gorgeous for it. his hair tickles your face as he groans, long and low, flooding your insides once again with more warmth than you can hold.

argenti's dick still twitches within you as you jerk and twitch from the aftershocks of cumming. he stills his thrusts, but lowers his head to suck at your nipples.

you whimper, writhing under his touch. "argenti, please, ngh-"

"one more time, my love." argenti stops to give you a surprisingly chaste kiss on the cheek. "just one more..."

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regardimg your kinktober post—

can i say blade + face sitting??

fem!reader \ kinktober

"stay," he all but growls, gripping onto your hips hard enough to leave marks. you squeak, brushing the tip of his nose against where you're most sensitive.

hot breath tickles your wetness, earning himself another muffled sound of protest and a futile struggle.

"i don't want to- you can't breathe!" you protest, as blade lowers your pussy towards his waiting lips.

"you don’t want to? you're so wet though." he spreads your glistening folds with both thumbs and you huff out a shaky breath. “don’t- don’t tease me,” you chatise him weakly.

blade doesn’t reply, but you feel his lips curve into a rare half-smile.

with no gentleness at all, he licks up your slit, and giving you no time to adjust, sucks at your clit roughly. you wail as sparks shoot up your spine, scoring marks down his legs. blade keeps his tongue on your clit, and you can feel his nose nudging against your weeping hole, smearing your slick everywhere.

"is it good?" he mumbles into your flesh, the vibrations sending another fresh wave of arousal spilling out over his face. "you taste so good..."

“yes, blade, it’s good, you’re so good,” you cry, your back arching and your head thrown back, rocking yourself back and forth on whatever you can catch.

blade slips his tongue into your hole, forcing you down by your hips and using a free hand to rub fast circles into your throbbing nub. he laps at you like a starving man, growling each time you jerk away from him, fucking you so fast with the wet muscle that you can barely keep yourself upright.

"ah, blade, not there, please-" you can feel blade's nails digging crescent moons into your ass, keeping you in place as you writhe in pleasure.

"cum for me," he mumbles, the first time you'd ever heard him breathless, and you obey.

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Do you also write for female chars? (kafka)(somno) it's okay if not, just wondering

fem!reader \ kinktober

deep in the recesses of the night, kafka lays awake, curled up with a warm body and listening to the creaks and thuds of the ship.

you sleep so soundly, she thinks, gently brushing aside a strand of hair from your face. if the galaxy had to have one singular beauty, it would certainly be you, wouldn't it?

her hands drift lower, caressing the curve of your hip and your soft, supple thighs. such pure, untouched skin that had never seen the cruelties of battle before, which only made it all the more fun to see you respond to her teasing, deft touches.

"princess," she whispers into the dark, checking to see if you're awake. you give her hardly a stir.

kafka rolls you gently onto your back, nudging your legs apart with her own and sliding your bottoms off.

even clad in plain, innocent underwear, your sleeping face sends a thrill through her. kafka presses a thumb slowly, gently, onto your clit.

you mumble and shift your legs wider apart.

"cutie," she murmurs to herself, rubbing her thumb faster. your lips part and her name slips out, your back arching ever so slightly.

"are you dreaming of me, princess?" as your hips begin to tremble, kafka follows the crests and troughs of your pleasure, even through a thin layer of fabric. "am i that good?"

you gasp as your dream swells over into reality, crying out her name in a whimper. "kaf- ngh- kafka..."

she catches onto your grasping hand as you shudder through your orgasm. making you cum even in your sleep - could it get any more self-satisfying than that?

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omgg jing yuan + hybrid (bonus points if it’s a fox hybrid!!)

fem!reader \ kinktober

the room is kept dark and cool and quiet, just like a proper fox's den.

yet unlike a proper fox, you don't have a mate. and the heat, bubbling up within you, begging for a release, has no place to go.

you pace the room relentlessly. your wallpaper is scratched to pieces - you'd begged jing yuan to let you keep it, if only you had something to whittle down your insanity.

jing yuan...

you curl up in your bed as if in a trance, finding a piece of his clothing that you'd hidden away under all the blankets and pillows. it was wrong, you knew, for a hybrid to treat its owner as means for a release - but you could hardly care at this point.

you bury your nose into the cloth. his scent had nearly all but faded, but in this time of the month, all your senses were hyper-alert to a potential mate. and jing yuan…

a wave of ghostly pleasure has you trembling, fingers inching towards where you needed them the most. how many times had you chased your own release the past few days? yet it hadn’t seemed to improve your condition in the least.

as if on cue, someone taps at the door. “puppy? can i come in?”

your tail sweeps a couple of cushions off the bed in your enthusiasm. you weren’t a dog at all, but by the time jing yuan had found out, the nickname had already stuck. not that you minded. puppy sounded much better than fox.

“come in,” you call, stuffing his clothing back under the blankets.

the door creaks open and jing yuan pokes his head in. “how are you feeling?”

the sweet, fresh scent of jing yuan nearly sweeps you into a high. you can feel yourself leaking already, pussy clenching and unclenching just for him. the sight of his soft, white hair, kind face, and the slight outline in his pants…

“puppy? are you okay?” when you take too long to respond, he widens the door and steps through.

you feel frozen to your spot. there’s no way he can’t smell your desire for him, is there?

he kneels by the bed, reaching out to rub your ears. you press your face into his other hand, relishing in his redolent scent and gentle touch.

"jing yuan..." when you open your eyes, he's regarding you with an expression of such concern. "jing yuan, will you do anything to make me feel better?"

"i will, puppy." when you hook your fingers into his shirt, he obeys, coming up to sit on the edge of the bed. "what do you need?"

you tug him down with a sudden force - it's easy to forget that hybrids are part wild animal. "i need you, jing yuan, please..."

with your thighs open wide beneath him, exposing your soaked-through underwear, you see each miniscule expression pass over his face, his scent changing ever so subtly as jing yuan struggles to keep his arousal in check.

you put on your best puppy eyes. "please... it hurts so much..."

he exhales ever so slightly, before covering your eyes with a hand. you take two shaky breaths before you feel a slight pressure, tracing up and down your slit ever so lightly.

it takes every muscle in your body not to make a noise or move when you hear the sound of clothes being shed, and then a hot, heavy warmth against your mound.

"jing yuan..." you allow yourself a quiet whimper.

jing yuan pulls the corner of a blanket over your eyes in response. "don't look at me, puppy. or i'll feel too guilty to carry on..."

you nod, tail wagging eagerly.

he massages around the outside of your lower lips for a moment, rubbing your slick between his fingers. "you're so wet," he murmurs almost imperceptibly to himself. your ears twitch.

the pad of his thumb slides over your clit, pulsing under his touch. you're so sensitive that you shudder, struggling to keep your legs apart.

"be good," he whispers, and you feel his heat over your entire body before something hot and hard prods at your pussy.

"please," you all but beg. "please, please."

the tip slips in easily, and your whole body convulses as your walls ripple and suck him in greedily.

he groans, low and gravelly, a sound full of restraint and desire that you'd only heard through thin walls.

"you're so tight, puppy." jing yuan chuckles tightly, breathing hard. "no wonder you've been so down."

he kisses you sweetly, and you all but grind yourself into him, feeling every vein pulse and nudge against inside you.

"so good, so good, please, need more..."

"okay, okay." he pushes himself into you, and you cry out in pleasure, the tip kissing your cervix. he begins to thrust shallowly.

"not enough, not enough-" a growl slips into your voice and you bite it back, feeling your face warm.

jing yuan laughs. "anything for you, puppy."

he pulls himself clean out, giving you a moment of anticipation, and slams back into you.

you howl in pleasure, scratching at his skin. he sets a relentless pace, your back arching as he stimulates that ultra-sensitive spot within you. your hands fly to your clit, rubbing frantically, squirting pre-cum all over him.

jing yuan pants, lifting your thighs onto his shoulders until he's battering you into the mattress, his balls bouncing against your clit with every thrust.

"i'm cumming, i'm cumming-" the thought of jing yuan finishing inside of you, filling you up warmly, was enough to send you over the edge. "inside of me, please, please-"

your mind goes white, your body writhing and jerking as you cum the hardest you ever have, squirting all over his dick. dimly, you feel thick, hot ropes painting over your stomach, jing yuan groaning your name.

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strip poker with aventurine = my dream 😵‍💫

fem!reader \ kinktober

aventurine's jacket is draped heavily over your shoulders, wrapping you in his heady perfume. you gasp, squirm against his wandering fingers, but he pins you down with his legs into the plush velvet couch.

"calm down," he purrs into your ear, tapping one finger, slowly, slowly, on your sensitive mound through your underwear. "we're not done with the game."

you whine, struggling against him briefly. "aventurine..."

"shhh. one more hand." he reaches by you for the cards on the table. "ace of diamonds, king, queen, jack, ten."

he whistles lowly, meeting your eye as you look back helplessly. "look at that, princess. you won." he traces the outline of your lower lips, the corner of his mouth twitching at the dampness soaking through. "what do you want as a reward?"

"you," you gasp, trying to twist around to meet his pretty, hyptonic eyes. "aventurine, please..."

"okay, okay." he breaths a laugh into your ear, increasing pressure until you're spreading your legs wider, whining for him. "shh."

aventurine hums a tuneless melody, rubbing on your clit, just enough to bring you to the edge but not quite enough. you gasp and shudder, hips jerking up into his hand, but each time he guides you back into his lap where you can feel his hardness rubbing against your ass.

"aventurine." you finally manage to wrestle yourself out of his insistent grip, turning over so you can finally face him. he lets you cup his face, forcing him to meet your gaze. "fuck me."

you can feel his dick jump in his pants. he pauses for a moment, surprise evident, until he starts chuckling.

"good girl," he purrs, as he presses you into the cushions to give you what you want.

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VIXTOBER

strip poker (aventurine)

fox hybrid (jing yuan)

somno (kafka)

face sitting (blade)

demon (blade)

overstim (argenti)

-break-

s xtudy group (ratio)

s xtudy group (aventurine)

s xtudy group (sunday)

s xtudy group (luocha)

catventurine

incubus (gepard)

-break-

blindfold (luocha)

archivist sunday

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would you take somno. ☺️

ofc :)

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"cute, cute, so cute, want you, want-" his voice breaks off into a strained whine, his hips pistoning faster. "please- ngh-"

aventurine whimpers, howls, almost, trembling sweetly as he empties himself into you again, riding out his high by burying his face in the crook of your neck. your wrists sting from his claw marks, your legs numb from being pinned up against your body, every inch of you warm and sparking from overstimulation as his tail lashes against your skin.

"stop," you choke out, your hand finding one of his soft ears. it twitches under your touch, but otherwise he makes no indication he heard. "vennie, please... i'm tired."

"mmm." he pushes his nose deeper into your neck, inhaling deeply. "no... one more time, okay? one last time..."

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OMG THE LORD AND SAVIOUR HAS RETURNED LFGGG 🗣️🗣️‼️

🫡🫡'

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VIXTERLIST

KINKTOBER (individual posts will not be linked in masterlist)

2024

BLADE

p rn link \ praise \ kink \ japanese p rn tropes \ tummy bulge \ breeding kink \ eating out

ask one

assorted one \ two

AVENTURINE

phone s x \ foxventurine (ft cat ratio) \ anatomy \ praise \ kink \ japanese p rn tropes \ catventurine \ catventurine 2

assorted one \ two

SUNDAY

aphrodisiac \ p rn link \ praise

RATIO

cat ratio (ft foxventurine)

assorted one \ two

JING YUAN

anatomy \ japanese p rn tropes \ breeding kink \ eating out

GEPARD

ask one

DAN HENG

assorted one

[vixensp1ce]

Did you have a masterlist?

no, i'll make one if you want it though

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blade fingering you over and over again - his dick straight and erect, leaking precum, but he needs to teach you a good lesson first.

two fingers in, massaging your gummy walls until your nice and ready for his lesson, then he starts fucking you on his fingers, thrusting into that special sweet spot that he's been so purposefully avoiding.

"blade!" you whimper and plead, soft ass jerking and shuddering in his other hand. he scissors and thrusts until you're cumming, gushing wetness onto his hand.

again. he grinds deep into your g-spot as you scream his name. thrusts earn him those sweet gasps and moans, so he strikes the bundle of nerves inside you over and over again, still sensitive from your previous orgasm. you barely last any long before you cum again, your back arching and flexing and your hands clawing at his arms.

"relax," he chuckles, pulling his fingers out of you to taste your juices on his hand. "don't want you to break."

you barely make any indication that you heard him, your chest heaving, body still shuddering from the aftershocks of blade's ministrations.

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Maybe dom!blade x (fem) reader fucking his darling and sucking her tits while asking if it’s too much? And when she’s like “it is too much” he grabs her and puts her on her side with one leg hooked on his shoulder while he continues to fuck her. She starts crying and gasping and he praises her for being so pretty and cute but before she cums he just pulls out and leaves her frustrated. (I swear I am so sane for Blade)

the intensity of blade's gaze makes you feel too hot in your own skin, chips of amber fixed onto you as he lowers his head towards your tits.

"stop..." you protest weakly, reaching out to try and push his head away.

you're still twitching from the aftershocks of his last fucking, and he's still inside you, rock hard and keeping you plugged up like his personal cum dump.

"stop?" he raises an eyebrow, and slams into you.

you scream his name, your vision going blank, and the distraction is enough for him to nibble on one nipple, a hand kneading your other boob and tweaking the nub of nerves.

"blade," you sob, the overstimulation bordering on pain as he resumes fucking into you at a leisurely pace. "please, blade."

"please, what?" he switches over to your other nipple, suckling with as much gentleness as he can muster. "hm? too much for you?"

"'s too much, too mu-ah~ pleeease, blade-"

he moves fast as lightning, flipping you onto your side and hoisting one leg onto his shoulder so he can reach nice and deep inside you. you struggle, but he's way stronger.

"please what?" he mocks. "go faster? i will."

suddenly you're being fucked like it's the last time he'll ever fuck, the bed knocking into the wall as he pistons his hips into you, the room echoing with the wetness of your pussy against his hips.

blade's tip batters into something sensitive and raw deep inside you and you swear he's bruising your cervix, nudging it open and pushing his thick cum deeper and deeper inside.

you're babbling nonsense at this point, fresh tears spilling down your cheeks, hands clutching uselessly at the scarred planes of blade's body.

"such a good fucking baby," he coos. "good little slut, yeah?"

he scoffs as you slam tight at his words, plushy walls fluttering frantically as you teeter closer and closer to the edge. "pretty whore, so hungry for my cock. you can take it, pretty baby."

"blade... 'm yours, wanna cum, wanna cum, cumming, cumming-" your words suddenly cut off as blade stops fucking you, pulling clean out. "mmph?!"

"i didn't say you could cum before me." he leans down, sneering into your face. "on your knees."