sinsidious-journalist
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An 18+ NSFW blog starring The Ghostface from Dead by Daylight. Main ask blog is Insidious-Journalist, follow backs from B-Eye-Sexual.
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Flustered Danny noises that ultimately boils down to "yes"-
Why does Kate call you baby-girl?
"Because I ask her to."
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There, you're such a good boy. So good at pleasing your master. ► Don't stop until I'm satisfied and drink all I have to offer until the last drop. You've earned your reward (Bass)
And with that Danny eagerly bobbed his head, hands finding their place on the man's thighs to keep him grounded and to keep them busy. For as much as he held himself up to a higher standing than the other killers, and especially the other survivors, submitting came as easy as breathing almost when it comes to those who have undeniable power over himself. Maybe it was an excuse to be submissive, like he had no other choice in the matter so he might as well right?
Or maybe he just liked how Bass looked at him, and spoke to him with such a commanding tone. That too. That was hot.
His tongue worked over the tip of Bass's cock as he kept up the motions, feeling the other slide down his throat and unable to help soft moans from muffling around him. Soon enough he felt Bass twitch in his mouth, and soon after a familiar taste on his tongue. This part he was sure was the command's fault, because when he felt the other cum he lapped it up like it was vital to his survival.
What a reward indeed, and one he savoured until there was nothing left and only then did he pull back with a wavery nearly smug expression. A final kiss was pressed to the tip as he rested his head on Bass's thigh. "Should tell me what to do more often, I like it."
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Now that you've shown me what those lips can do, I'm not certain if I'm satisfied with just a few kisses, darling. ► Take me into your mouth and show me what a good boy you are~ (Bass)
With their eyes locked and Bass right there the full weight of the command hits Danny like a truck, face bright red as he pecks the other's cheek and moves down again, sparing the Entity the teasing kisses and instead getting right to business. Gloved hands feverishly undo his belt, unclear if the command is the one making him so eager or if that's just the way he is. Regardless, it's pulled out of the way and his golden eyes flick back up for approval.
Even without verbal acknowledgement, wanting to be good for him is all that Danny needs to hear as a kiss is pressed to the tented fabric and he works on tugging the other's pants down to get more breathing room and that final bit of cloth is removed.
Danny pauses for a moment to look at the other's cock, stroking it with his hand and letting out a breath he didn't realize he was holding in. Fuck. A heated kiss is pressed along his length, trailing up to the tip where his tongue laps at the slit and he shudders. The man's lips part as he slowly begins to take his dick into his mouth, eyes shutting as while he focuses on not choking immediately. It's been a while, after all.
A soft groan muffles out as he tries to take Bass to the hilt, only to sputter and have to retreat back. Spit is wiped away and he breathes in and then out and goes back again, more confident and finally feels his lips brush against the base and holds himself still and looks back up.
What a sight.
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"Well aren't you a little whore?"
There he stood in the doorway, unable to resist making his way to his bedroom when he saw the look in Jake's eyes. That desperation... Fuck. It's palpable. Danny's cock aches and presses uncomfortably against the fabric of his pants, the door shutting behind himself as he walks over to his bed and eyes the erotic display before him. Jake on his back like this is a delicious sight and he knows he's gonna save this tape later on.
"Didn't even ask for permission, just helped yourself to my stuff without even thinking about it huh?" His hand goes to cup the other's face before wrapping around Jake's throat, keeping him pinned at this angle and pulling out the gag to hang around his neck. Danny's pants are tugged down and his cock is free to throb in the open air, inches away from the others face.
"Keep going." A vague motion towards the fleshlight. "I got my own." And with that he holds Jake's head in place and thrusts into his mouth, pushing himself far with a groan before pulling his hips back and snapping them forwards again. No time to adjust or relish in the warmth around his dick, straight to business with soft grunts and gasps from the man on top.
[ RECORD ]: sender is recorded by receiver.
( @hunting-the-game )
Maybe Jake has forgotten there's cameras in most rooms in Danny's house. Maybe he just doesn't care. But regardless, Danny is having a hell of a time watching the other from his security room while he's seemingly oblivious.
It started pretty innocuously. The Ghostface was clearing out tapes the feed had recorded that weren't of any use, organizing the ones he cared about and labelling them in the obscure room he had upstairs. A few monitors were playing a live feed during this process when a certain thorn in his side decided now was the time to break in.
Unlike any other time when Danny would confront him directly, this led into the interesting predicament he was in now. Jake had figured the house owner wasn't home and snooped around, rummaging through the fridge like a raccoon before stopping by Danny's room to continue being a pest. Exploration of the closet revealed a collection of toys Danny had, that he didn't like being messed with and didn't like being well known.
... but Jake, after some snickering, seemed to be looking through the box with interest. And this suddenly became a lot more captivating than the boxes of tapes he was organizing.
Now the Ghostface sat leaning close to the screen as Jake Park studies the various dildos and vibrators at his disposal, curiosity shining in his eyes.
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A part of him was surprised that Jake would go this far, especially considering that he theoretically could be coming home any minute to catch him in the act. Stealth is his whole thing, but maybe that was part of the fun. The risk of being caught. Little does he know that Danny has already caught him, but makes no move to do anything to him yet.
He's too busy with his cock in his hands, slowly pumping it in his grasp as it hardens beneath his fingertips with each hitched breath the microphones in the room pick up on. It's a show he didn't want to go unappreciated. Jake looks so damn good like this, so open about how much of a whore he is, just because he thinks he's by himself. It's the sort of thing that makes him realize that maybe voyeurism really is on the list of things that get his rocks off, or just makes him realize it's always been there. Even if his ego refuses it at first.
"Good boy." He groans out, giving his erection a soft squeeze before picking up the pace. Jake takes a small pause from the vibrator and explores the rest of the box at this point. It's not like he has an entire sex store stored away in there, just more than any one person would have for themselves normally. Gags, plenty of lube, a fleshlight... Handcuffs, even.
It's admittedly a bit embarrassing for him to see Jake go through his stuff like this. He'll get him back later, though.
[ RECORD ]: sender is recorded by receiver.
( @hunting-the-game )
Maybe Jake has forgotten there's cameras in most rooms in Danny's house. Maybe he just doesn't care. But regardless, Danny is having a hell of a time watching the other from his security room while he's seemingly oblivious.
It started pretty innocuously. The Ghostface was clearing out tapes the feed had recorded that weren't of any use, organizing the ones he cared about and labelling them in the obscure room he had upstairs. A few monitors were playing a live feed during this process when a certain thorn in his side decided now was the time to break in.
Unlike any other time when Danny would confront him directly, this led into the interesting predicament he was in now. Jake had figured the house owner wasn't home and snooped around, rummaging through the fridge like a raccoon before stopping by Danny's room to continue being a pest. Exploration of the closet revealed a collection of toys Danny had, that he didn't like being messed with and didn't like being well known.
... but Jake, after some snickering, seemed to be looking through the box with interest. And this suddenly became a lot more captivating than the boxes of tapes he was organizing.
Now the Ghostface sat leaning close to the screen as Jake Park studies the various dildos and vibrators at his disposal, curiosity shining in his eyes.
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[ RECORD ]: sender is recorded by receiver.
( @hunting-the-game )
Maybe Jake has forgotten there's cameras in most rooms in Danny's house. Maybe he just doesn't care. But regardless, Danny is having a hell of a time watching the other from his security room while he's seemingly oblivious.
It started pretty innocuously. The Ghostface was clearing out tapes the feed had recorded that weren't of any use, organizing the ones he cared about and labelling them in the obscure room he had upstairs. A few monitors were playing a live feed during this process when a certain thorn in his side decided now was the time to break in.
Unlike any other time when Danny would confront him directly, this led into the interesting predicament he was in now. Jake had figured the house owner wasn't home and snooped around, rummaging through the fridge like a raccoon before stopping by Danny's room to continue being a pest. Exploration of the closet revealed a collection of toys Danny had, that he didn't like being messed with and didn't like being well known.
... but Jake, after some snickering, seemed to be looking through the box with interest. And this suddenly became a lot more captivating than the boxes of tapes he was organizing.
Now the Ghostface sat leaning close to the screen as Jake Park studies the various dildos and vibrators at his disposal, curiosity shining in his eyes.
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[ RECORD ]: sender is recorded by receiver.
@breathless-songbird
This wasn't supposed to be the intent of this scouting mission.
He'd heard about the Fog having a lake somewhere, and because he didn't have much else to do he set off to go check it out. Danny had recently lucked out on some portable recording equipment, having cut down enough survivors to "afford" it. And he planned on setting it up lakeside to see who exactly frequented this supposed lake and what they'd do there. The obvious answer was a rare and much needed shower which killers and survivors alike would fight tooth and nail for. Maybe it attracted the more monstrous killers like a watering hole for beasts. Maybe it could be used for recreational fun.
But instead, as he set himself up nearby within a dense layer of foliage (a bush) after finding this admittedly impressive stretch of land, he noticed something different. A survivor stalking up to the waters, someone familiar. Kate. The camera was set up and gently nudged in her direction as Danny tilted his head curiously. Why was she here?
His question was answered when she began to strip, and his face burned hot in embarrassment beneath his mask. Despite figuring that people would come here to bathe, he wasn't expecting to walk in on such things, and a part of him just wanted to leave. This isn't useful information, he knows what Kate looks like and this isn't going to aid his research...
... but he's rooted in place, eyes roaming over her form as she slowly, teasingly to him, strips a good stone toss away from his hiding spot.
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[Drew some GhostCaptain Nsfw, so here's a cropped snippet of it <3]
[Ain't he pretty?]
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* ― ﴾ 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 ﴿ : 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.
personally , i’m tired of the secondhand embarrassment. so here’s a random assortment of nsfw actions and dialogue prompts that don’t feel too over the top. ( don’t forget to add [ reverse ] if you’d like to see the receiver perform the action. )
actions.
[ PULL ]: sender pulls receivers hair.
[ HICKEY ]: sender gives receiver a hickey.
[ TRAIL ]: sender leaves a trail of kisses down receivers stomach.
[ HIPS ]: sender pulls receiver in closer by the hips.
[ KNEES ]: sender lowers themselves to their knees.
[ STRIPTEASE ]: sender teasingly strips their clothes.
[ STRIP ]: sender undresses receiver.
[ GRIND ]: sender grinds on receivers thigh.
[ ORAL ]: sender goes down on receiver.
[ PASSENGER ]: sender touches receiver while sender is driving.
[ DRIVER ]: sender goes down on / touches receiver while receiver is driving.
[ OVERSTIMULATED ]: sender repeatedly making receiver orgasm.
[ PUBLIC ]: sender and receiver have sex somewhere public.
[ CAR ]: sender and receiver have sex in a car.
[ CONTROL ]: sender is riding receiver and receiver takes control by guiding their hips.
[ SHY ]: sender covers their face and receiver moves their hands away.
[ EYES ]: sender makes receiver look them in the eyes.
[ BEG ]: sender begs receiver to touch / fuck them.
[ MORNING ]: sender wakes receiver up with sex.
[ STRADDLE ]: sender sits in receivers lap to tease them.
[ CAMERA ]: sender records receiver.
[ RECORD ]: sender is recorded by receiver.
[ MOUTH ]: sender puts their fingers into receivers mouth.
[ LOVE ]: sender tells receiver they love them during.
[ PUSH ]: sender pushes receiver onto bed.
dialogue.
“ you look so pretty like this. “
“ i want to spend all night learning every sound you make. “
“ let me take care of you. “
“ i’m not wearing any underwear right now. “
“ you’re really good at that. “
“ god, you’re so wet / hard …. “
“ i think about you when i touch myself. “
“ tell me what you want. “
“ please touch / fuck me. “
“ i love teasing you. “
“ touch yourself for me. “
“ i get so wet / hard around you. “
“ get on your knees. “
“ you’re such a tease. “
“ tell me you’re mine. “
“ i’m yours. “
“ i want you to cum for me. “
“ i want you to cum in me. “
“ i’ll be good, i promise. “
“ you’re doing so good for me. “
“ you feel so good. “
“ you sound so pretty when you moan. “
“ i could be your toy. “
“ fuck me like you love me. “
“ i’m gonna cum- “
“ i just want to feel something. “
“ i wanna be on top this time. “
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Rail me into your desk with your knife against my throat <3
That earns what sounds like a soft groan from the Ghostface, shifting around in his office chair to get a little more comfortable. Something about someone wanting that sort of treatment hits. Not to mention having sex on his desk was a bit of a guilty pleasure, even if when the buzz faded he regretted messing up his workspace.
"Give me something to work off of and I just might."
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"Simce, it's your birthday today, you know what that means~" There was a tap of something leather to his chin. "You good at keepin' count, pretty lil pet? Tell Lady K how old you are so we can keep count of these spankings~"
@breathless-songbird
Despite his birthday being a little while back... This message reaches the Ghostface now regardless. He was masked and yet something blotted out his vision like a blindfold, and the initial confusion and shock was replaced by, well... Something else.
Oh Kate, how you truly get under his skin in the best of ways. The small tap of leather made him flinch before he recognized what it was, taking a deep breath and practically whining. God dammit. "37." Fuck that's a lot to deal with, but he leans into it and tries to look up at where he thinks she is. "I can keep count, Lady K."
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Blurt out the first sexual fantasy or desire your muse has towards mine, no matter what it is. No consequences! SEIZE THE MOMENT! (Anons welcome!)
BONUS: if you’re off anon & someone my muse ships/already likes, they HAVE to blurt out the first sexual fantasy that comes to their mind over YOUR muse.
#[Y'all do this anyways so might as well sanction it <3 have at thee]#( ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤 - Starters/Ask Memes )
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[So I said I'd post some art as a bit of a welcome to the nsfw blog, and here it is! Don't get your hopes too high, it's mostly just me drawing out his body to get a solid idea of his body type... And a response to a "draw your character in this" meme.]
[Considering he eats well enough and is fairly fit considering trials experience, I gave him some weight <3]
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[So I said I'd post some art as a bit of a welcome to the nsfw blog, and here it is! Don't get your hopes too high, it's mostly just me drawing out his body to get a solid idea of his body type... And a response to a "draw your character in this" meme.]
[Considering he eats well enough and is fairly fit considering trials experience, I gave him some weight <3]
#[He's a handsome man and i love him. dont mind the fact his face looks a bit different. This was the first drawing i made of him in Months]#( ℙ𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕊𝕜𝕖𝕥𝕔𝕙 - Artwork )
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( @hunting-the-game )
The next time Jake broke in, he wasn’t particularly clever about it.
There was no need, really. He wasn’t coming over to cause trouble or get on Danny’s nerves. He just wanted to see the killer, for whatever godforsaken reason, and it just felt weird to knock on the front door.
So he came in by the kitchen and—Well. Apparently Danny had been busy. There was flower and fillings and chocolate chips everywhere, and the smell of baking sugar was so strong in the air it could’ve given him a cavity right then and there. The sink was piled high with dishes yet to be washed, still fresh with traces of batter and icing.
Jake rubbed his neck idly and walked into the kitchen, not bothering to be sneaky about it. He wanted to see Danny but, for the moment anyway, he was nowhere to be found. “Hello?”
It was then that the oven timer went off, filling the air with a sharp trill that signified something had finished baking and the rush of footsteps downstairs gave the impression Danny was waiting for that signal precisely. The familiar form of the killer moved around the corner, a smattering of flour across his face almost comically and he's wearing... An apron. How cute. His hair is tied up nice and neat and his expression portrays confusion at Jake's presence but he's got more pressing matters to tend to. Apparently.
"Park." At least the other is recognized with a brief nod as the larger man moves over to grab some oven mitts and open the oven itself. The smell of cookies wafts through the air, and he takes out a sizable tray of... Heart cookies. Anatomical heart cookies. How cute. The timer is smacked off and the tray is placed down with the rest, and it's become very clear that he's been doing this all day.
Danny takes off the mitts and tosses them aside on the counter, turning off the oven and taking a step back to admire anything. And now Jake can have all his attention.
"... Did you need me?"
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Something about the overwhelming sensations seemed to overpower Danny, with the floral smells fogging up his brain and the taste of Ji-Woon's cock on his tongue, the buzz across his body from being groped and the warmth around his aching cock... It was like he couldn't think much anymore. His brain took a backseat to everything and so all that was left was to eagerly please the other, echoing that note of wanting to worship the Trickster over and over. His hands massaged the man's thighs as his throat was periodically filled, the only noises coming from Danny being a soft schlick and soft huffs of air from his nose.
Ji-Woon's words barely penetrated the fog in his mind until a new sensation was added to the mix. The gentle curious prodding of the vines keeping them together pressing against his entrance and Danny could only moan in response, legs trying to spread further as a silent plea only to be stopped where they were, which luckily for him served their purposes as well. What did Ji-Woon say? Irresistible? That's how everything felt. Irresistible and indulgent.
The vine pressed in to sate its apparent curiosity much to Danny's delight, a soft array of muffled noises following the initial penetration as it moved onwards before pausing and pulling back, only to thrust back in. These plants were either fast learners or Bass really intended these things to have this purpose... The latter half of that feeling fairly plausible.
Even if he wanted to sing Ji-Woon's praises he was too focused on keeping his mouth full, and even just the thought of having to do anything other than receive and give was lost on him. He didn't want to even think.
(@bloodshedaria) Lost - for our muses to get lost in the hedge labyrinth
Danny had a feeling something was up.
It was the eyes burning into the back of his neck firstly. Secondly it was the fact that whenever he'd turn around someone would shift away suddenly, lost in the crowd and leave him unable to gain insight into who exactly was so adamantly staring him down. To stalk the stalker was a bold move, and one he didn't want to indulge in exactly. And so after finishing up a quick chat with another partygoer, he opted to abscond away towards the garden area, figuring he might lose the other or better yet lose their interest.
Champagne in hand, Danny somewhat hurriedly stepped into the beautiful greenery and took no time to observe the flora around him, aiming to just find a nice solitary place to settle down and collect his thoughts. But the rustling of leaves has him on edge, and so in a stupid last minute decision he turned tail into the hedge maze, thinking that maybe this would finally deter whoever the hell was following him.
He turned and twisted in the labyrinth until he was confident he was alone, taking a deep breath and sighing out in relief... Until a sharp pain forced him to jump to the side, nearly spilling his drink as he looked over to his left with wide eyes. What the fuck kind of outfit was that?? Why did this feel familiar?
"Can I fuckin' help you?"
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The praise was going straight to his head, soft whines leaving his throat as he kept up the attention. His body felt like it was on fire with each and every touch, overstimulated to the point of breathlessness as he vaguely wondered exactly why he was feeling like this again. Touch... He was being touched all over, but he could feel Ji-Woon's hand squeezing his aching cock. The other hand felt like it was on his thigh with nails pressing against skin... But why did it feel like there were hands all over him?
Danny struggled to rip his attention away from the beautiful man on top of him and looked down, only to notice the web of vines moving across his body and holding him in place. They felt odd but not unpleasant in texture and he couldn't help but shudder as they moved across his neck and towards his chest. This felt like it should be ringing alarm bells but his head wasn't in the right place to worry about silly things like that.
His eyes fell back on the erection hanging before him and he eagerly went back to worshipping it, pressing heated kisses to his skin as his own hard-on throbbed in Ji-Woon's grip. The other would perhaps notice now the flora had begun to grip his thighs in a light squeeze, and crawl up Ji-Woon as well.
Danny groaned and finally took him into his mouth, eyes shutting as he leaned up to take him as far as he possibly could muster. Not much of a gag reflex, evidently.
(@bloodshedaria) Lost - for our muses to get lost in the hedge labyrinth
Danny had a feeling something was up.
It was the eyes burning into the back of his neck firstly. Secondly it was the fact that whenever he'd turn around someone would shift away suddenly, lost in the crowd and leave him unable to gain insight into who exactly was so adamantly staring him down. To stalk the stalker was a bold move, and one he didn't want to indulge in exactly. And so after finishing up a quick chat with another partygoer, he opted to abscond away towards the garden area, figuring he might lose the other or better yet lose their interest.
Champagne in hand, Danny somewhat hurriedly stepped into the beautiful greenery and took no time to observe the flora around him, aiming to just find a nice solitary place to settle down and collect his thoughts. But the rustling of leaves has him on edge, and so in a stupid last minute decision he turned tail into the hedge maze, thinking that maybe this would finally deter whoever the hell was following him.
He turned and twisted in the labyrinth until he was confident he was alone, taking a deep breath and sighing out in relief... Until a sharp pain forced him to jump to the side, nearly spilling his drink as he looked over to his left with wide eyes. What the fuck kind of outfit was that?? Why did this feel familiar?
"Can I fuckin' help you?"
#bloodshedcrescendo#rp reply#bastard's birthday bash#he would be touching Ji-Woon as much as physically possibleif he wasn't too busy sucking his d#no thoughts just pretty men
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