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iplayghoul · 2 years

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𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐦𝐫. 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.

pairing:: eren yeager x fem!reader (black coded)

word count:: 2.7k

warnings:: mostly smut, sexual roleplay, pre-decided stuff, rough sex, eren has a fat dick, black coded characters, eren is ghostface, chasing, spitting, oral sex (f recieving), use of 'girl' and 'bitch', established married relationship, semi-public sex (in their home's backyard), fingerfucking, light choking, eren is sweet, i love yall.

notes:: i actually really love this😭comments and rbgs much appreciated, i love making eren nd his s/o black coded so they are.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐭'? He laughs a little, "Fuck, they definitely did, oh my god," You cringe and press your hands against your face. "Shit, when'd you get yo' nails did?" His eyes widen a little in surprise, noticing three nails had already popped off and he hadn't seen this pattern yet.

You're sprinting past the bushes in your front yard, the dark sky engulfing you with only the full moon illuminating the path as the lights planted in your garden were switched off. Heavy booted footsteps clambered down behind you and with a hard swallow you forced yourself to speed up.

In only a pair of loose, soft shorts and a long t-shirt belonging to your husband on, you slapped a hand over your breasts to hold them down as you bent around the corner of your house. The rain from throughout the day made your tiled pathways slippery and your breathing, so heavy, began to sound like desperate whimpers as you grew tired.

Dashing through the backyard and around the pool, you briefly remembered the perfect place to hide. A small, gated nook hidden in the rose bushes with comfy pillows laid on the concrete floors. Your husband created the space for you, well used as a place for you to ground with nature and relax during a sunny day.

Your thighs smacked and rubbed against each other as you scurried up to the golden gate and unlatched it, slamming it a bit too hard behind you and replacing the latch. You silently wished you'd had the key for it on you, ready to lock it. Hastily scampering among the pillows, nestling yourself in the corner of the square nook and squeezing a pillow to your chest. A hand of yours slapped against your lips as you attempted to slow your breathing.

You could bite off your acrylics right this second, the tips prickling at your cheek and making noise as they rubbed together. You heard the booted steps again, one, two, one two, pressing on the tiled floors around the pool. The boots making crunching noise against the dirt you tracked on the tiles, your breath caught in your throat and you held it. Closer and closer it sounded out before a black gown ghosted past the gate.

The footsteps seemed to dissipate, and you released distressed sigh, relaxing your tensed body for just a moment. "Hmm, where's that pretty girl," The voice rumbling out deeply cutting through the silence. An owl cooed in the distance and you froze up like a block of ice just as quickly, and the air became similarly cold.

"Is my pretty girl hiding from me?" The footsteps came back slowly and you frantically grabbed pillows to brace yourself, nibbling at your fingers anxiously. The boot clad feet appeared at the gate entrance again, black gown falling down in the cool night's breeze to cover it. Slowly, you gulped, and as you looked up the body of the figure, your mouth dropped open and let out a sharp shriek into the night. His face was covered by a white mask that was twisted into a ghastly look; eye holes cut out and an elongated mouth.

With a quickness his black gloved hands rattled at the gate, and you strained your eyes to see beneath the mask, a pair of blue-green eyes filled with intensity stared at you. Taking a deep breath, you scooted up to the gate and smacked at his hands, scratching at his fingers as they tried to open the gate with force.

"No! Stop, leave me alone!" You wrangled with his arms as he overpowered you, pressing a hand near your throat and throwing you back against the pillows. In your moments of shock, you heard the gate's latch become undone; your heart pounded and you thanked every god you knew that your back was facing the tall man's direction. You were spared the suffering of seeing the threatening man come upon you while you could only be frozen to the floor in fright.

He was teasing you, heavy footsteps sauntering up behind your back and he squat down wide. You flinched as long fingers cascaded along your waist, slipping under your- your husband's shirt and caressing the pooch of your tummy. His long hands grazing against the swell of your boobs that hung naked beneath the shirt. You pressed your face into a pillow and he pulled his hands away.

"My pretty bitch won't look at me?" You could hear him biting back a cocky smile beneath the mask, "Fuckin' lea'me alone Mr. Ghostface!" your face burned and if your skin were pale, you'd be bright red. "Ah, so is that what they call me, pretty thing?" He mumbled, large hands back onto your lower back, playing with the softness of your skin idly as he spoke.

"Look at me, girl." He demanded and you closed your eyes tight, "Ah! Shit!" you yelped at the resounding smack he swatted against your ass, exposed under your night shorts. "I said look at me, honey."

Adrenaline rushed tears into the corners of your eyes, and slowly you shifted against the pillows, pulling the one covering your face down and staring him the face with a pout. Your glossed lips were halfway done now, the gloss rubbing off in your rush and your brows furrowed as you peered at him.

You didn't break eye contact either, when his hands came up to squeeze at your jaw, pressing your cheeks together to puff out your lips and make the stick out.

He lifted the mask and hood part of his outfit, not too much though, just for you to see pink plump lips and the short stubble of what could be a beard. He pressed his lips against yours, releasing the hold he had on your chin and dragging his fingers down to rest comfortably around your neck.

He gave it a testing squeeze, slipping his tongue into your mouth as you both moaned into the kiss, drawing back to hear the sound of released suction before pulling you back in for a deeper one. Your tongues molded against each other and by habit you suck intently onto his, eyes shut and melting into him.

Your hands held your body up to him, palms pressing into the pillows and his other hands pulling you closer by your waist. With another moan, he pulled back and your eyes open slightly, entranced by the string if saliva still connecting you both then glancing back up at him as he'd begun to desperately push his lips to your neck.

Then to your breasts where his impatient hands shoved up your husband's shirt, tongue spread wide and licking at the tattoos on your lower waist. He bit at the skin above your pussy, sliding down your panties and shorts together before rushing back up to your lips. You both groaned at the eager kiss, lips moving quickly but simultaneously; the patterns of your makeout already seeming practiced and memorized. The moans erotic and your kiss deep like an unholy dance.

He slipped a black glove off his right hand, pulling his lips off yours reluctantly and asserting his attention onto your cunt: sticky with need. Gently, spreading the dark lips apart to see pink, his fingers played at the entrance, staring where the slick gathered. Collecting it onto two fingers, he ran them through the folds of your pussy, ever-so-lightly and almost hesitantly pressing the wetness against your clit.

You clasped a hand over your mouth immediately, a starved, throaty moan dropped from your lips at the needed touch. He pushed your legs back, and you let your other hand grab at the back of your thigh to hold it up. You breathed hard behind your palm as his face drew nearer your cunt, mumbling, "What- watchu g'nna do t'me Mr. Ghostface?" You knew the answer, but asked anyways.

You couldn't see his eyes as he looked up at you, the heat of his breath making your cunt get drooly, "G'nna eat yo pretty pussy," He pressed a kiss to your clit and you could almost sob, "Then, m' g'nna fuck the shit out you," He gives your cunt a long lick and your eyes spring fresh tears, "N' I'm g'nna make you love every second of it. Got it?"

You only nod, and he pushes the mask further up, careful not to show you his face but you could just see the shape of his nose. It pressed against your clit as he engulfed your pussy in his mouth. Eagerly sucking and licking at your cunt like he were making out with it.

"Oh fuck! Gh- ah! Shit," the hand from your mouth now grabbing at a pillow below you hastily while the other struggled to hold up your left leg, the man between your legs used his hand to keep it elevated. His tongue flicked at your clit and he sucked the fleshy mound into his mouth like a pacifyer, letting the spit that builded in his mouth to pour all over it and your folds.

Your back arched up and your left hand, having forgotten holding your leg up, grabbed at your fat breasts and played at your nipples. The strong wet muscle of his tongue, fucking into your pussy while his fingers rubbed sopping wet circles around your clit. "Mmm, ah shit, Sir," His fingers unintentionally press hard onto your clit at the last address, and he moaned into your pussy.

Switching his attention, his lips encased your clit and two long fingers invaded the plushy, velvety walls of your cunt, well-kept nails scratching softly against it; he finds the chubby mound inside you with a quickness. Your going insane: a sharp nailed hand grabbed at your breasts with the saliva that dropped from your mouth. The mouth that was sucking and spitting and slobbering all over the three fingers of yours you'd stuffed into your attention seeking mouth, moaning like a bitch.

Your tummy starts to tense up and you feel pressure building near your clit, legs twitch and you begin to shuffle away from his lips on your cunt, large hands grabbing the fat of your legs and ass. He pulls you into his face, you see white and begin to whimper and whine, "No, no, no, no, no! Ahh, shit, shit!" He kissed your cunt deeply, "C'mon, pretty thing, cum all over m'face."

Legs stiffening up, you squirted thick ropes of cum on his face, chin and directly into his mouth as he continued to suck and lap at you. You lay back, fucked out as he licked up the mess you made.

Your eyelids hung low, but you could see him pull his mask back down over his face, long dark hair appearing over his shoulders with slight waves in them. He smacked his hands against your thighs and you remembered what he listed to you, 'Then, m' g'nna fuck the shit out you.'

Letting his smacks flop you over onto your tummy like he wanted, you perked your ass up, letting it jiggle in his face as he ran his hands over the crevices of your cellulite. Lifting your ass further up, he pressed a hand into the arch of your back and then spread your cheeks before molding your ass in his hands.

You felt him shift to stand up, eyes looking at nothing but the rose bush before you and darkness, you hear a belt and a zipper from under his outfit and shuffling; you flinch at the smack of his left hand on your left ass cheek, spreading 'em again. He shifts forward, hand on the base of his cock and rather than spitting in his hand to lubricate his dick, you feel him press the meaty muscle between your pussy.

He slides his cock up and down your cunt, letting the remnants of your orgasm coat him before he pulls away and pumps it in his hand. Your hands are crossed below you and your chin rests on them, restlessly sucking at your bottom lip. You fantasize and imagine what his cock looks like or— what it would look like although you already knew.

Its girth between your cunt felt like entirely too much. Regardless of him spreading your ass, when the base of his cock reached your pussy, the rest of his tip and shaft struggled to fit between your ass with it's size.

It wasn't too long, just about average or an inch more but it surely did seem thick. You were drawn from your thoughts when he pressed the tip against your entrance, not before he let it run circles around your clit. Instinctively, you pushed your hips back against him, yelping as you earn a slap to the ass. He was circumcised.

He pumped the tip in and out, stretching you out slowly to the point where you could easily suck in the tip; this doesn't take very long. After five times of pumping it in and out you realize what he's doing.

"Shit," you whisper, fuck it, "Eren— shit! Wait, no– Ah!" He hammers his cock into your cunt from the minute you fucked up and said his name in panic, grinning behind the mask as your pussy suckles on his cock with every stroke.

He's got a slight curve in 'em, feeling it poke and prod at your insides with every thwack of his hips against your ass. Together with it, came your ah, ah, ah's, moaning out loud and desperate to have your clit played with. You're sucking and slobbering on your fingers again and he reads your mind, his fingers quickly find your clit and relentlessly torture the nerves while his cock bullies into you.

White streaks run down his cock from your pussy, a creamy ring forms at the base of his dick and makes sticky strings when your cunt connects with it. He fondles with your clit, biting his lip behind the mask when he feels you dripping onto his fingers.

All ideas of the little cat n' mouse roleplay have gone out the window, all you can think about right now is how your husband pauses for a second, rests his heavy leg onto yours to hold you down and to gain leverage before he drills his cock back into your cunt to feel you deeper.

You only chant, "Eren, eren, eren!" and squeal into the night while he grabs your hair like it's a saddle and rides into your ass like it's nobody's business. A mouth full of pillow and some of your hair, becoming a mess beneath him.

"Oh my god," You feel your clit throb hard, "Oh my god, oh my god, 'Ren— slow down, fuuuck!" He doesn't slow down, his thrusts become erratic and you hear his low moans beneath the mask that he's now pulling off as he becomes increasingly hot and sweaty.

He leans over you and the hair that hasn't stuck to his face sticks to yours, he presses open mouthed kisses at your temple and you legs convulse. You let out a loud, broken cry, clenching on his cock as he slows and cumming hard for a second time. He groans openly into your ears, following it with a kiss while spurting his hot, white cum into your cunt.

You both remain in that position for a long minute, breathing heavily with the chirps of crickets coming from somewhere in the backyard. He pulls out slowly with a duetted hiss, softly grabbing you to lay down onto the haphazardly assorted pillows.

"Holy fuck, Eren," You look up him, he's sitting back on his heels and he's tucked his dick back into to his costume. "Yea, holy fuck," He offers a slight smile.

"You think the neighbours heard all dat',? He laughs a little, "Fuck, they definitely did, oh my god," You cringe and press your hands against your face. "Shit, when'd you get yo' nails did?" His eyes widen a little in surprise, noticing three nails had already popped off and he hadn't seen this pattern yet.

Looking down at them, you scoffed, "I got 'em done yesterday, boy. N' now they look crazy as fuck, she gon' see me twice this week. I got a story to tell her too!" You looked at him accusingly and he put his hands up in innocence.

You tug down his shirt that had rolled up around your neck and shoulders and he picked up your panties and shorts, grabbing your waist to help you up as you both made your way through the back door to freshen up; then, you'd lock up the house and go to bed.

— masterlist.

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lukaherehelp · 6 months

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Playboyy EP3 - Sacrificing Yourself

okey had my girl dinner, I'm going in!

Just like I did last week, instead of a full commentary, we are going through some pointers, which are A LOT in this third episode.

So!

Ladies, gentlemen and nonbinary dieties, we can all take the clown makeup off, we can leave the river Denial, it was roleplay!

I swear motherfuckers I spend the whole week in distressed thinking this was for real, you assholes! You are still the cutest tho

Let's start with them, shall we?

Soong & First

We dodge the bullet of Soong being an actual psyco and jump into "problems in paradise" which FAIR, cause we've barely seen any communication between this two for this first two episodes. Mind you, it could have being off screen, this roleplay adventures had to be talked about at some point... But I feel like that was the extent of their communication.

I want to remind y'all that the Baddie Bunch is a group of young rich kids (all of them are 21), so the Playboyys are bound to have much higher street smarts and wisdom when it comes to life that the twinks. Soong, in specific, is 3 years older than First.

Why am I remarking this? Because First is clearly drunk in love with Soong but his "love" for him is purely based on them being sexually compatible. Is there anything else that they enjoy apart from rough sex? We don't know, fuck I don't even think they know!

And that's were the whole "we can have normal sex for once?!" thing comes from. Soong seems to like First back, to the point of allowing this now broke kid to stay with him even tho he can barely provide for the two of them. That's also the reason why Soong probably is taking more clients than before, even if that means spendid less time with First and paying less attention to him. First calling him a leech when First is now the leech was so ironic...

But First is so drunk on love that he cannot compute Soong not being there with him physically and mentally 24/7. Again, this kid lived in a golden cage for 21 years of his life, he thinks he knows but doesn't know shit about how real life works, even less so when you are at the lower ranks.

If they want to work out, First needs to have a reality check and grow up, learn that a relationship like the one he wants cannot be based soly on roleplay. And learn that life outside his cage is tough and requires "sacrifices".

Staying with them for another second, we need to talk about this:

Now, we are going wild. Rightfully so, this is the first hint we get that is not attached to Nont's investigation. So I wanna throw my two cents about it:

I don't think this is hinting that Soong was involved in whatever happend to Nant. You see, we have being especulating about Nant doing sex work, obviously, but I don't think he ever actually worked at Playboyy at any point. In any case, I don't think this scene hints at that.

My theory is that he probably was doing sex work in a room in the same apartment building where Soong lives. Could have being during one of the first sessions with Dog Man or maybe another client that went way too far. Either way, my two cents is that Soong probably met Nant after aiding him against a problematic client and that's why First crying in distress triggerd the memory: Nant seems like he's pleading, so maybe he thought Soong would rat him out, not knowing that Soong is also a sex worker.

He could have also asked Soong to not tell anybody about what happend, scared that his "secret life" would come out. I'm staying in that theory for now.

We don't have much about this two afterwards: Soong missing First and First being angry and heartbroken about the whole ordeal. So yeah, moving on!

Now, to the Lovebirds™

Teena & Zouey

Oh lord this was hard to watch... But let's talk about it.

Everything starts good, everything gucci. Teena is acting like a "top-tier" boyfriend see what I did there to Zouey even in front of the Baddie Bunch.

And then we get them being cute in private. You know, cuddleling, kiking about Zouey's friends where did I hear the "do you care about my friends?" line before /s. You know, boyfie behaviour... although they are not dating. Nothing wrong about that. All good.

Things start to fall apart as soon as this two sit up and Zouey goes "be my boyfriend! I'm ready to have sex now!". Oh lord.

Zouey clearly likes Teena and wants to be with him. And Teena also seems to like Zouey back. The thing is, due to the Baddie Bunch, Zouey has gotten this unspoken idea (to us) in his mind that to keep Teena, to be his boyfriend, they have to sleep together. But as much as he "thinks" he is ready, Teena and us clearly see that he is not. Teena tells him again that they don't need to have sex, that he doesn't need to "sacrifice himself" for them to be together.

But Zouey pushes through, saying that he "is in the mood", that Teena has "succeeded in making Zouey want him". Baby boy, you have been wanting this man since you first layed eyes on him, you are just cautious, which I applaud you for. But, with a second assertion from Zoueys part, we have Teena taking the lead and being sweet and slowly easing Zouey into what's about to happen:

picking him up to sit him on his lap while he kisses Zouey's temple

observing how Zouey is still cautiolsy touching him

the tiny kiss to the nose

Teena spends the whole time reasuring Zouey that he would not mock him, he knows how inexperienced Zouey is. He's making sure Zouey feels save.

Now, the downfall starts the moment Teena introduces a safe word. Which is always a good thing to have, but no to relay on solely with a first timer, buddy. also wanna point out how I kept singing red lights by skz everytime teena said red light because I'm that unserious

So, when we are "at the gates" of this taking further, hell breaks loose. Zouey asks Teena to go one step further but quickly regrets it. Now, I'm a girly that firmly believes that anything apart from a yes is a no, so Teena being a little pushy after Zouey shows discomfort already made me go nah uh buddy, but I can see where Teena is coming from...?

Zouey is freaking out, as he has done many times and is trying to make him relax again... but it doesn't work. And that's when the unfortunate phrase comes in:

" If we're going to be a couple, we'll have to do this someday. "

First of all, bullshit. You can have a serious relationship with somebody without the need of getting sexual. HOWEVER, and I can't believe I'm about to say this, I have to side with Teena here for a second.

HEAR ME OUT BEFORE THROWING STONES AT ME! Their relationship has being highly sexual from day one, period. Does that mean that the prospect of taking it all the way someday is there? It doesn't... But Zouey did start this encounter with "be my boyfriend! I'm ready to have sex now!". He's the one that put out there that if they date they will get intimate, not Teena.

Now, it wasn't fortunate from Teena's part to be "we should just do it" as if they were treating this like it was a fear to bungee jumping.

And Zouey, again, uses words that have never came from Teena's mouth (that we know of) to express his discomfort with the situation. Yes, Teena said that they didn't need to have sex if Zouey didn't want to. But Teena never said that they couldn't date because they didn't have sex. That last part, has only happend on Zoueys head. And why? Because that's what he has being hearing from the Baddie Bunch.

The scene ends with Zouey asking Teena to leave and Teena, not wanting to upset Zouey any further, going along with his request.

The last we see on the matter is Zouey and First day drinking at uni (god, I miss sneaking beers into art school lmao) while they compare their heartbreak and talk about abuse and consent. That's a whole post on its own and I still have another two couples to talk about to we closing here.

NEXT!

Keen & Captain

Lord baby jesus, we starting strong with this couple.

That "test" to join the rugby team: fuckin disgusting, I hate men. I don't care if it was for the hahas, nah uh. I'm leaving the gym. Fuck this team. But the team being homophobic... Are we surprised? Maybe is my own experience talking, but I didn't expect less from an sports team of a private university lmao

To light up this post a little, I gotta say: couples that share kinks stay together, so that in my eyes makes KeenCaptain endgame no matter the drama that the future holds for us. I'm going back to Delululand.

They are already giving me Brat Captain and I'm thriving, I signed up for this and I'm getting my moneys worth. Also this:

*fourthreactingtotheearthmixearbiteinthemoonlightchickentrailer.gif*

This sneaky little bitch is recording it and, again, are we surprised, we already knew that was going to happen. WHAT I DIDN'T EXPECT was Captain already releasing the fuckin think and hilariously backfiring on him a comedy I tell you. I fear that tape might get out of the confitment of the rugby team and get Keen, whoms both the team captain AND coach, in deep shit. However, I cannot wait to see what Captain will do with the wig and makeup he requested from Nont.

ANOTHER THING before I get into the last couple:

the gasp I gasped, y'all. Kaya, remind me this weekend to make the kiss/fuck count post, I feel like we are going to need another graphic by the end of this series.

ANYGAY, TO THE JUICE PART OF THIS MYSTERY:

Prom & Nont

Nont is slipping, bruh. To a degree and at a speed I'm starting to get stressed.

Almost getting caught by Captain when he's threatening Phop with penknife, asking for the wrong drink at the house, the accidental slap to Zouey and how not in control he is everytime he's with Prom when he clearly doesn't have ANY control on the situation. Honey, you pretty face and cunty ass is not going to work with Master, sorry to break this to you.

That being said, let's focus on the investigation:

Phop had Nant's laptop but is not truly clear to us where he got it since they got interrupted by Captain before Phop could spill the beans.

Nant was obviously doing webcam.

Now, tell me why Nont is adamant that the person that threw the laptop away was Nant's boyfriend? When did we stablished that Nant had a boyfriend? Nont fits right in into this friend group, another clueless boy that lived in a golden cage and is now seeing the darker side of the world.

the name here is Nant's btw

Here we are introduced with Nuth whom let me pull my guide real quick is described as:

Nuth dreams of becoming a sucessful film director one day, but with the lost of a family member, he has become introverted, depressed and unmotivated, making him currently unemployed. This has made him dive head first into the world of webcam. [...]

Nont, whom clearly has a modus operandi with his way of investigating, jumps right into creating his own account in the webcam site and getting in contact with Nuth after seeing that Nuth and Nant used to text throw the website.

Now, Nuth points out some of his fantasies to Nont:

" Meeting strangers, having sex with twins in a small room, the twins make out and lick all over my body, I wear a mask and I'll make them moan like a dog with the camera on. "

Sounds exactly like Dog Man, doesn't it? Way too soon to be suspicious of him tho, so I'm also putting this under the category of red herring. Nuth does panick the moment he sees Nont's face and blocks him, but I'm not speaking on that for now. Too many posibilities.

With Captain's help, Nont is able to recover the video of Nant with Dog Man and I guess he indeed gets stabbed in the video. I cannot imagine what that has to be like. Seeing something so horrible happen to someone that looks exactly like you... But I guess is not a deadly wound since Nont keeps assuming that Nant is not dead? He could be in denial, that too.

Nont, however, still in the mood to go see Master Prom and I cannot blame him and my brother keeps sliping in front of this man whom clearly knows that he's being lied too but clearly is having fun seeing Nont trip on his feet.

"You used to hate it here", "I had to convince you to come", "I thought you've changed enough to drink wine"... Prom is us, we are Prom. We sharing a braincell with this man, whom clearly is the only motherfucker holding a braincell.

god, now I want wine but I don't have any... sad

The "I can have sex in real life, why do I need to join a call?" line? Sir, I'm free anytime you want me too. I don't have any other responsibility than to please you. What can I say, I'm a simple woman.

"I'll make you moan like a dog". Yeah, I would also get triggered after so many dog references pointing at your brother's disappearance, Nont. That being said, Prom catching that Nont has become terrified and keeps making him more scared... He's making his move in this 3D chess they are playing.

This is him pushing Nont to see for how much longer he can keep the façade. But this leads into a really important frame.

I don't know the rest of y'all, but from my friends that are into heavy bdsm stuff I have learned many things and one is that all the toys, props, accessories, ropes, EVERYTHING is stored in the same place. Is more convenient that way and easier to hide from the prying eye.

So unless it got blood on it and had to be thown away, no dog mask for Prom. Neither the harness for what I can see.

we have a full face mask and I feel like that's the mask he was talking about here and in the foreplay video.

PROM IS AS MUCH OF A RED HERRING AS THAT FUCKING CABINET, I'LL DIE ON THIS HILL.

And with that being said, seems like next week we have more heartbreak but also a lot of mix-and-match and I cannot wait. See y'all next week.

Luka out!

#playboyy #playboyy the series #thai bl #thai drama #bl drama

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frankieispunkk · 10 months

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Pedro boys and morning segs

Basically just smut (mdni mum If you see this no you don’t 🤐) (mentions of Somnophilia,with consent,oral (fem receiving) piv,creampie,morning fluffiness:))

Javier Peña

In the rare occasions Javi is actually in bed with you in the morning still he loves nothing more than slowly waking you up with his hands all over your body,on your breasts,down your sides,on your ass,your pussy (with consent) once he has woken you up he will mumble “good morning Querida” before kissing you sloppily and roaming his hands down your thighs while kissing and biting your neck,”I need my morning nutrition” he mumbles and places his head between your thighs,kissing and sucking them until he gets to your heat and placing kitten licks to your clit,it’s not long before he starts licking long strips of your pussy taking it all into his mouth,moaning with how good you taste. After he makes you cum he is back up from your thighs and kissing you aggressively making sure you taste yourself on his tongue,before slowly sliding into you,once he bottoms out he will let out a loud groan,”take me so fucking good cariño,fucking made to take my dick” he thrusts into you carefully making sure not to go to rough this time of morning (however,when he gets home that night prepared to be fucked into the mattress)

He cums inside you with a large growl,”imma feel you up baby,make you grow with my child” he knows you can’t have children together,Columbia being way to dangerous to raise a child in but roleplay doesn’t do anyone harm right?

Frankie morales

On the mornings that you and Frankie are not woken up by your toddler jumping up and down on the bed at 6am because “it’s time to get up” (she insists it’s time to get up because it’s light outside) you make the most of it,Frankie starts by honestly just admiring you,thinking how the fuck he got so lucky to marry someone so beautiful,he runs his fingers up and down your curves and the places he knows you are most insecure about before waking you with sweet kisses.

“Good morning cariño” the sun shines on his golden skin and he couldn’t look more beautiful if he tried “mmm good morning handsome” you sleepily say while caressing his shoulderblades “little monkey is at her abuelas today,how about we make the most of it huh?” Frankie smirks and starts kissing you all over,”that tickles francisco” you playfully squat his ass,Frankie is often actually playful in bed,and you love it,it shows he trusts you. Your laughs turn into moans as he starts sucking gently on your tits swirling around each Nipple with his skilful tongue before moving down to your waist and thighs and winking at you,he immediately dives in to your pussy,devouring you and grinding his hips into the mattress below,Frankie often cums just from eating you out,he says it’s better than sex,feeling and tasting your juices then making you come under his tongue and fingers. He keeps a steady pace,and places one hand on your boobs to play with your nipples knowing that sends you over the edge “cum for me baby,please I need to taste your cum” Frankie says into your pussy,the vibrations of his gruff voice sending you over the edge. You cum all over his face,and he comes back up with a smirk..the wet patch in his boxers confirming your suspicions that he already came. “Tasted that good huh?” You whisper to him,”always do baby girl,god you make me cum just by looking at me with those eyes” Frankie chuckles and goes to get a warm wash cloth for you both,he insists to clean you up even though he knows you are capable to doing it yourself. “There all done” he whispers and lies down next to you snuggling into your chest (well boobs) “you are so beautiful” he mumbles,”you’re just pussy drunk francisco” you chuckle and play with his hair,you both end up falling asleep again not planning to get out of bed for the whole weekend.

Joel miller (pre outbreak)

Joel is already up and taking Sarah to school and letting you sleep in for a bit,he doesn’t have work today so he stops off at Starbucks and gets you your favourite breakfast sandwich and iced coffee,he comes back home to find you still sleeping so he wakes you up with a kiss to the forehead “hey sleepyhead” he chuckles,”hey! It’s not that late!” You chuckle “Suppose I’ll have to keep these all to myself then” he shows you the breakfast sandwich and coffee” “mmm Joel you know exactly how to spoil me” you half moan half laugh. He laughs and joins you in bed “one condition sugar” he says in that Texas drawl you can resist,”I get to have my breakfast too” you know exactly what he means by that and you smirk “ok old man only because you are so sexy like this” you ruffle his unruly hair kiss him passionately. He tastes like coffee and mint gum and you can’t help but crave for more “who’s the needy one now huh?” Joel teases,”I’d say it’s equal” Joel rolls on top of you running his callused fingers down your body “let’s get this thing out of the way” he pulls down your sleep shirt and takes his shirt off “mmm so sexy like this” he chuckles “all for you Joel”you say breathlessly. “ good girl” Joel takes one of your nipples in his mouth and sucks it until you are squirming under his touch. “Joel,need more” you stutter.

“Tell me what you need hunny” he rests his head on your chest.

“Need you inside baby,please.”

“Absfuckinglutly” Joel tosses his jeans off and kisses you slowly “you ready baby?”

“Yes” you moan softly

Joel pushes himself in slowly while capturing you in a passionate kiss the stretch is absolutely amazing. “Feel so good Joel” you moan. Joel only grunts in response. “Fuck yes,pussy takes me so good baby girl,fuck you were made for me” Joel whispers into your ear.

“Oh Joel…I’m going to cum baby”

“Come for me sweetheart,cum all over my cock”

You come with a shout and joel cums in sync with you with a loud “fuck”

“I love you” you say into his hair as you come down from your highs.

“Love you too sweetie,also you forgot about your breakfast” he laughs. “You taste better anyway.” You chuckle and kiss him softly. You and Joel spend the day in bed together cuddling and…other activities.

Marcus pike

Oh sweet baby Marcus,he loves lazy mornings with you and he actually feels guilty that he always wakes up with a hard-on every morning you are next to him. He will quietly get out of bed to bring you breakfast (pancakes obviously) and gently call your name to wake you up “good morning sweetheart” he says when you finally awake.you look around to see he has brung you both breakfast in bed “Marcus darling you didn’t have to do this” you say while taking the breakfast from the bedside table “but I wanted to,you’ve been working your butt off lately and you deserve it” he kisses you softly before tucking into his pancakes. You and Marcus eat your breakfast in a comfortable silence,you both too tired to function yet “you’ve got some syrup on your cheek” he chuckles,”come here let me” Marcus wipes the syrup of your face…kinda wishing he just licked it off. “You could of just licked it off ya know” you laugh “i wanted too” Marcus whispers and feeds you some more pancakes…making sure he got syrup on your cheeks…this time licking it off sensually… “there” he teases “come here handsome” you motion for him to lie down next to you,he almost immediately wraps you captures you in a passionate kiss “wanted you all fucking morning sweetheart” “oh yeah is that why you made me food…you certainly know the way to my heart mr pike” Marcus chuckles,”maybe that’s half the reason why,I just want to see my beautiful wife happy” he fumbles on top of you and starts kissing your neck and boobs gently sucking on them. “You ok?” He gently says. “More than ok babe,this is heaven.” You run your fingers through his hair,”mmm feels good” he mumbles. “Gotta make you feel good too,he reaches down to your sleep shorts and…rips them off “sorry” he laughs. Your laughs turn into moans as he laps your pussy over and over,”MARCUS” you moan,he is always so good at eating you out,so slow and sensual but he knows every single part of your body like the back of his hand,knows every single sweet spot,knows how to make you cum in mere minutes. “Fuck baby can feel you clenching my fingers,you close” he whispers,”so close baby so close” Marcus fingers you while sucking on your sensitive clit sending you over the edge. “That’s it baby” he coos “I love you so much.” He comes back up to join you in a passionate kiss,”need your cock Marcus” you whisper. “Already?” He teases,”don’t tease me” you chuckle. “Well I’m not gonna say no” he laughs then slowly pushes himself into you,earning a glorious moan from the both of you. Sex is always about intimacy with Marcus,it doesn’t matter what position you are in,Marcus always makes it his number one priority to make you feel on top of the world. His thrusts as slow or as fast as you want. “Need you slow today baby” you say softly “of course darling,tell me if it’s to much ok?” Marcus thrusts in and out of you in slow passionate strokes,taking his time to make love to your body. He kisses every inch of you he can kiss while he mAkes love to you,always has. “Sex is about the women imo” Marcus said the first time you slept together. And he stays true to his words. You always come first. “Shit I’m not gonna last long baby” Marcus moans “it’s ok babe,come for me baby need to feel you fill me up” Marcus also has a Massive praise kink,and likes to be praised. “Fuck fuck fuck” Marcus shoots his load in your pussy,making you cum in the process. “Shit I love you” Marcus collapses onto you,”I love you too marc so much” Marcus prides himself in aftercare,he goes to get a warm cloth for you and even gives you a massage if you asked (although it will probably lead to more sex) you and Marcus end up cuddling up in bed all day watching old movies…although you did return the favour by making him cum with your mouth.

#pedro pascal characters #joel miller #joel miller smut #pedro pascal #pedro pascal smut #javier pena fanfiction #javier peña smut #frankie morales #frankie morales smut #marcus pike x reader #marcus pike smut #joel miller pre outbreak

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The Boys Roleplay As Themselves

mammoney: (This is a CLOSED scenario for me and my bros! Y'all can read it if you want to though. I'm gonna kick things off! @Lucifer @L3V1 @stn @AsmoBaby @Beelzeburger @Belphie) 8 ♡ DDSimeon and 7 others

mammoney: It was 11 PM, and the Devildom was sparkling. Thousands of demons were lined up outside the hottest club south of Antarctica: Mammonteque. At the front of the line stood six of the most powerful, most intimidating, and most attractive demons you’ve ever seen, and even though the club didn’t open until midnight, the bouncer stepped aside and let them in.

“What? That’s so unfair!” shouted the demon behind them.

But the bouncer shook his head, unmoved. “Orders from the top,” he said. Then, smirking, he added, “Clearly you didn’t recognize those guys. Must be embarrassing for you.”

Inside the club, the demons, who were all dressed in suits with boas, sunglasses, and fedoras, looked around. Just as they expected, this place was opulence itself. Golden fountains spouting gold-flake infused water. A gold disco ball hanging from the ceiling. Even the floor was made of intricately carved gold tiles.

“Obviously, Mammon is even wealthier than last time we stopped by,” said the oldest demon, looking around over his sunglasses. He quickly put them back on because the glow from the gold was too intense for him to handle.

“Wow, I never would have guessed Mammon would be as good at interior design as I am, but he proved me wrong!” said another of the demons. He was wearing heart-shaped sunglasses and a bright pink feather boa, and his fedora was covered in sequins.

Another of the demons was already stuffing his face at the buffet. Luckily, the wily Mammon had seen this coming and installed a machine that pumped out an unlimited supply of cheeseburgers.

“Seeing how successful Mammon is makes me proud to have him for a big brother,” said a demon with blue hair and a Ruri-chan body pillow.

“And speak of the devil,” the oldest said, smiling as he looked over at the entrance.

A stretch-limousine painted gold pulled up to the front of the club. Demons began to scream and cheer as the door opened. Out stepped Mammon, who looked even more handsome than usual. You-Know-Who was clinging to his arm, staring up at him like he was the greatest being in all three worlds. 6 ♡ AsmoBaby and 5 others

stn: As Mammon approached the entrance to his club, the six demons in attendance greeted him with the coolness one might expect from Hell’s most corrupt oligarchs. The identities of these demons were as follows:

Lucifer: former angel, Avatar of Pride, traitor to the Celestial Realm, now the right-hand demon to and a massive simp for Diavolo: former ruler of the Devildom; magnanimous and crafty, with a tendency to act far stupider than he truly is Leviathan: gamer, miserable to be out in public, suffering a migraine and angry that he’s missing the latest episode of his favorite magical girl anime Asmodeus: party devil, narcissist, and self-proclaimed cutest demon in the Devildom Beelzebub: gluttonous gym rat with a heart of gold and a stomach of lead, and Belphegor: who was asleep.

Mammon himself was the Avatar of Greed, and as such, he lacked any ability to control his need to amass material wealth. This being the case, he had recently upset the political order of the Devildom with a massive coup, ousting the far more competent Diavolo from autocratic power in favor of the corrupt cabal now gathered together in this gaudy anteroom.

Mammon looked at his guests while You-Know-Who wandered off, searching for somewhere, anywhere, that didn’t hurt to look at.

“Somebody’s missin’,” observed the club owner.

“A very astute observation, Young Master,” said Mammon’s butler, Barbatos, condescendingly. He had come with the deed to the Demon Lord’s castle. “You may have forgotten, but your dear brother Satan declined your offer to participate in your sham of a government, citing the proven incompetence of yourself and your brothers as the reason.”

“Oh, right,” Mammon said with chagrin. “Damn that Satan, always stickin’ to his principles instead of sellin’ out like the rest of us clowns. Hey, where’d You-Know-Who go?”

“Ah,” said Barbatos with the nod of a man forced to act as the bearer of bad news. “That noble personage appears to have fled. It seems your company became too odious to tolerate.”

“That can only mean one thing,” Mammon said, his eyes widening as the realization struck him. “You-Know-Who ran off to find Satan, since he’s obviously the better catch.” 2 ♡ LordDiavolo and Belphie

L3V1: Or so he thought. Little did Mammon realize that You-Know-Who wasn’t remotely interested in Satan. Instead, the unassuming third-born got a message on his DDD. Stealing away from the crowd, he opened up the text. It read:

“Levi, I think you know who this is. I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long. But you know it was always you. Come find me where we shared our first kiss.”

mammoney: (What the hell do you mean your first kiss???) 4 ♡ Belphie and 3 others

L3V1: (I didn’t interrupt you, asshole!)

Levi gripped his DDD with newfound resolve. He had no interest in the political machinations of his brothers and Diavolo. That part of the plot was boring and honestly too high stakes for what was supposed to be a story about a nightclub. So, slipping away from the others, Levi sneaked out through the back exit and ran for the field of flowers where he and You-Know-Who had shared a few stolen moments of tenderness. 1 ♡ LordDiavolo

Belphie: Poor Levi. He didn’t even realize that the text was sent by Solomon, who was out to troll him. As Leviathan ran off to meet with his only true love (the bitter feeling of disappointment), the youngest of the brothers yawned and looked around, assessing the situation.

He was at a luxurious club, owned and operated by his scummy brother Mammon. He was in the company of his brothers, minus Satan and now Levi, and Diavolo and Barbatos were there too. You-Know-Who might have been there for a minute or two, but they were long gone by now, and there were hundreds of screaming demons in line, hoping for entrance to the club.

“Maybe we should have our political talks somewhere less noisy,” Belphie suggested. It was a very reasonable suggestion, so none of the other demons could really argue with him.

The seven demons piled into the golden limo outside the entrance and drove away to a less obnoxious scene. 2 ♡ stn and Beelzeburger

AsmoBaby: Except, oh no!!! The limo ran over a bunch of tacks and the tires deflated before they could get very far from the club! They had no choice but to come back. Besides, Asmodeus hadn’t gotten the chance to greet the crowds, and who knows what kind of chaos it would cause if the people learned their idol had left without offering them so much as a wave and heart fingers?

“Asmo! Asmo! Asmo!” chanted the crowd as the demons climbed back out of the limo.

“Hello, everyone!” cried Asmo with an adorable grin, waving back to the demons. They cheered more wildly than ever! Some of them even fainted when he made heart fingers. Demons all over were pulling out their DDDs and snapping photos of the most beautiful demon to ever walk the streets of hell. 2 ♡ LordDiavolo and mammoney

Beelzeburger: Beelzebub was still eating at the unlimited cheeseburger machine. He was enjoying himself. Every time I swallowed a cheeseburger, another one appeared in my hands and I ate that one too. They had relish and pickles and tomatoes and onions and mustard and ketchup on them, and I drooled just thinking about it. But not for long, because I didn’t have to think about it for more than a second or two before another cheeseburger materialized in my hands. I kept eating the cheeseburgers for the rest of the night and well into the morning. 1 ♡ Belphie

mammoney: (Beel, this was supposed to be in the third person!) 1 ♡ L3V1

Beelzeburger: (Oh, right. Sorry. I got a little caught up in my character.) 1 ♡ Belphie

monSOLO: After pulling that prank on Levi, Solomon met up with You-Know-Who at their planned rendezvous point.

“It looks like the Devildom is entering some pretty politically tumultuous waters,” Solomon said with a chuckle. “Perhaps we’d be better off returning to the human world for the time being.”

Having agreed to this, Solomon and You-Know-Who clasped hands and vanished from the Devildom for at least the next six months or so.

mammoney: (??? What? This was a brothers only event!)

monSOLO: :)

mammoney: (I’m retconning that whole bit. Somebody else go while I figure out how to delete it.) 1 ♡ stn

stn: Meanwhile, at the House of Lamentation…

Satan assessed the political machinations of his brothers as logically as he could. He knew that Mammon had no real interest in power; he wanted the glamor, not the responsibility. So who could possibly be the mastermind behind the acquisition of power by the second born?

It was all too obvious.

Lucifer had been playing everyone for fools–the contract lawyers of the Devildom, his brothers, even Lord Diavolo himself. Only Satan, ever wary of Lucifer’s intentions, was able to see past his lies.

Gathering together the power of all thirty-nine of his cat familiars, Satan stood at the window facing the Mammonteque club and uttered a curse so foul and forbidden that I dare not repeat it here. And at the nightclub several miles away, Lucifer dropped to the ground, an empty husk. 2 ♡ Belphie and L3V1

Belphie: “Lucifer, no!” cried Diavolo. Giant tears flooded down his face as he clutched the body of his beloved advisor and probable traitor.

“Rip,” said Levi, who had returned to the club after realizing no one was waiting for him at the field of flowers. “Rest in pieces, big bro.”

“Who could have done this?” sobbed Lord Diavolo.

“I have no idea,” said Belphie, who had an idea. But he wasn’t about to sell out his fellow Anti-Luciferian. 2 ♡ Beelzeburger and stn

Lucifer: How long do you intend to embarrass yourselves like this?

AsmoBaby: (OOC comments are in brackets, Lucifer~) 3 ♡ Belphie and 2 others

Lucifer: Why have I been killed off after being implicated as the mastermind behind a coup to remove Lord Diavolo from power?

Belphie: (¯\_(ツ)_/¯) 2 ♡ stn and monSOLO

stn: (I didn’t realize creativity was forbidden in this home.)

stn: (I suppose it’s my own fault for not assuming my writing would face unfair censorship.) 1 ♡ AsmoBaby

mammoney: (Okay, listen, I’ve been real tolerant of you all bunglin’ around and makin’ this whole damn activity a laughing stock, EVEN after I went out of my way to make all your characters look cool, but Lucifer, are you really gonna torch this whole thing just because of somethin’ like that?) 4 ♡ L3V1 and 3 others

Lucifer: A one month ban from Devilgram for all of you seems like a reasonable punishment. 1 ♡ monSOLO

Belphie: Are you serious?

AsmoBaby: This is so unfair! I didn’t even write any of the seditious stuff! 1 ♡ Beelzeburger

L3V1: Lmao I hate this family… 3 ♡ stn and 2 others

stn: @Belphie, would you meet me in the observatory? I have something I’d like to discuss with you. 1 ♡ Belphie

Lucifer: If I catch any of you on Devilgram within the next thirty days, I will suspend your account indefinitely. @mammoney @L3V1 @stn @AsmoBaby @Beelzeburger @Belphie 1 ♡ monSOLO

LordDiavolo: What a shame. I was enjoying the story.

(Cross-posted on AO3.)

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mrsvalentinefucker1 · 10 months

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Mrs.Valentine’s Master list

Requests are always opened :)

Ao3

Art commissions OPEN

Twitter

Deviant art

Art tag - #myart

MINORS DNI!

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Spicy

Smut + fluff

JJBA

Part1: Phantom Blood

Jojo kink hc smut + fluff

Virgin Jonathan joestar x f!reader smut

Part2: Battle Tendency

Caesar zeppeli x f!reader mommy kink smut

Joseph x f!reader tickling spicy

Jojo kink hc smut

Part3: Stardust Crusaders

Polnareff x f!reader stripping smut

Voyurism and exhibitionism DIO x f!reader smut

Part4: Diamond Is Unbreakable

4taro gagging f!reader smut

Tonio x f!reader fluff

Kira x f!reader breeding smut

Jojo kink hc smut

4taro x f!reader smut

4taro x f!reader sexting smut

Part5: Golden Wind

La squadra x f!reader smut

Ghiaccio x f!reader rough sex smut

Melone x f!reader smut

La squadra kink hc smut

Formaggio x f!reader stuck in a wall smut

DP(1 hole) Melone x f!reader x prosciutto smut

Bruno x f!reader pegging smut

Melone foot fetish x f!reader smut

Prosciutto x f!reader sensory deprivation smut

Formaggio x f!reader role reverse smut

Somnophillia mista x f!reader smut

DP(2 holes) Abbachio x f!reader x Bruno smut

Abbacchio x f!reader Size difference + loss of virginity smut

Ghiaccio x f!reader virginity loss smut

La squadra x f!reader smut

Mista x Abbachio x Bruno x f!reader smut

Part6: Stone Ocean

Anasui x f!reader roleplay spicy

Jojo kink hc smut

Part 7:Steel Ball Run

Funny valentine x reader x scarlet valentine smut

Gyro zeppeli x m!reader smut

Sbr bj headcanons smut

Funny Valentine x f!reader smut

Johnny Joestar x f!reader fluff

Johnny Joestar x f!reader x Funny Valentine smut

Johnny joestar x f!reader angst

Sbr dick hc + how they Fuck smut

Funny Valentine headcanons fluff

Gyro zeppeli x reader x johnny joestar smut

Funny valentine x f!reader smut

Funny Valentine nsfw alphabet smut

Gyro zeppeli nsfw alphabet smut

Johnny joestar x f!reader lactation kink smut

Dacryphillia (tears or sobbing)+ semi sadomasochism: Funny Valentine smut

Semi public handjob JohnnyJoestar x f!reader smut

Jojo kink hc smut

Funny valentine kink hc+ what he likes in a girl smut

Sbr (minus gyro) random hc fluff + smut

Tf2

Medic x f!reader: physical+mirror sex smut

Medic x f!reader: pantie play smut

Medic x f!reader x enemy spy smut

Medic x f!reader: learns German for him smut

Medic x f!reader: NSFW alphabet smut

Medic x f!virgin!Reader smut

Sniper x f!reader: caught humping his pillow smut

Heavy x f!reader: stomach buldge imagine smut

Medic x f!reader: hysteria smut

Red team x blu reader CW smut

Priest Medic x f!reader smut

Sniper x f!reader: pantie kink smut

Spy/Sniper/Scout/Engi playlists fluff

Scout x virgin!fem!reader x sniper smut

Sniper x f!reader: that’s how we do it in a bush smut

Spy, Scout, Sniper, Medic getting high spicy

Sniper x f!reader: Valentine’s Day Tehe smut

Cold night: Sniper x f!reader: smut smut

SniperxF!reader: teaching how to shoot a gun spicy

Easy killin’: Red sniper x f!Blu reader smut

Teasingly: Sniper x f!reader x Spy smut

Tight space: Sniper x f!reader smut

Mine, all mine: Yan!Sniper x f!reader smut

Support class: how they fuck, kink and dick hc smut

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hate2love-rp · 4 months

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Harry Potter - Femslash Roleplay Requests

Harry Potter

Hermione/Fleur

* Hermione Granger and Fleur Delacour found family. After the war, Bill dies in an accident, and Hermione and Ron have divorced. Two single mothers come together to lament their troubles and losses.

* Fleur realizes that Hermione is her true mate when she arrives hurt at the cottage after Malfoy Manner. What is she to do knowing that Hermione is her mate but she’s married to Bill?

* Forced Marriage trope - repopulating wizarding England stipulates that all eligible and child baring women must marry and conceive children within a year of marriage. Except, it seems, Hermione Granger, Golden Girl, who is protected under French Ministry law as she is the Delacour heir’s fated mate. And she’s never even met the Delacour Heir.

Themes:

Soulmates - Veela Mates trope

Omegaverse

Dark Themes — Evil!Hermione, Evil!Fleur

Other Pairings:

Hermione/Bellatrix,

Female!Harry/Hermione

Hermione/Pansy

Hermione/Ginny

Hermione/Minerva

Bellatrix/Minerva

#harry potter rp #harry potter roleplay #hermione x fleur #fleurmione #femslash roleplay #call for roleplay partners #Harry Potter femslash #fxf roleplay #fxf rp #bellatrix x hermione

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silvergolddraco28 · 6 months

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Chaos in Ink- Open Roleplay

What would happen when our favorite Monkey Teen finally snaps with the ‘help’ of a ‘friendly’ ink creature after a curtain blue lion breaks his word?

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“I'm sorry Mk, but Monkey King must remain in the scroll.” a blue lion demon spoke with a shake of his head and golden mane to the human teen that stood across from the speaking lion demon and his two brothers a white elephant demon and a white eagle demon. The teen clenched his hands in pure rage ignoring the concerned looks from the pig demon, the blue river demon, a blue and orange cat, a young girl, and an average man rounding out the rest of the group behind the teen.

“You… you lied to me… I trusted your word…” the teen realized as shadows covered his eyes.

A circle of blue-tinted black ink formed around the angry teen shocking everyone at this development especially the blue lion demon who looked at the scroll in his hands.

”Look at what we go here… another being that abused our trust, well technically Mac doesn't count anymore since he earned it back. Still… we going to let this kitty cat walk all over us at take away our mentor [mother] from us like everyone else?” An ink and monkey version of the teen spoke dropping itself across the teen’s shoulders like a friend would to comfort another.

“We beat you in the scroll! How did you get out?!” the girl questioned as the ink creature scowled at her.

”you beat me back… but the kid here absorbs magic like a vacuum. All he needs in a shard and he can produce it and any ability he sees. The perfect case of Monkey See Monkey Do.” The creature scoffed at the girl stunning her silent. ”after all…. Isn't Macaque a type of magic-eating demon while our Mentor [Mother] is the perfect template of a being gaining power through observation and fighting?”

The ink demon grinned. ”The Sun and the Moon combined into one creates an Eclipse. The symbol of Chaos and Destruction.” Ink added with a terrifying aura slowly rising from the teen the Ink demon was holding onto. ”So Mk, you want to show these lesser demons what happens when you mess with the Eclipse Prince?” the demon smirked as gold and purple lightning sparked up and down the teen.

The three demons from across the pissed-off teen prepared their weapons. “Boy, you won't be able to defeat us.” The lion demon scowled but in the back of his mind, he was mentally reeling with this information the ink creature had just spilled.

“You know what… I'm sick and tired of everyone thinking I'm some sort of pushover… I think it time I. Push. Back!” Mk spoke opening his eyes, the left glowing a bright golden and the right a deep dark purple with angry blood-red irises. Ink grinned and swirled around the teen easily encasing the teen’s body in ink before revealing it to have become silver armor on his arms, shoulders, and legs with icy blue etchings of stylized stars. His clothing had changed as well under the armor, his shirt was half gold and half purple that was diagonally separated with blood-red edging while his pants were black with a blood-red, gold, and purple shirt that was tied around his hips with a silver sash. Three monkey tails swayed behind the teen one tipped in gold, another in purple, and the last in a blood-red color. The teen then flicked out six lotus petal ears following the same color scheme gold, blood-red, and purple with an icy blue edging on all six ears. Finally, a blood-red flaming mask covered Mk’s face with gold and purple dots forming a heart within the flames.

The teen surged forward, nothing more than a streak of blood-red lightning as he raced across the space towards the blue lion. “Give me back my Mother!” the teen growled snapping his pawed hand like a snake onto the scroll tile the lion held.

Blood red tinted shadow rose up from the ground startling the lion into letting go of the tile as the teen held it close and tucked it into his shirt right next to his heart. More silver rolled over from the armor and created a rather solid chest piece to protect the tile now resting in Mk’s clothes. The teen then back flipped a few times away from the lion demon before landing with two feet and a hand on the ground while his other hand was level with his shoulder. ”You’ll pay Azure… for lying to me and emotionally harming my mother.” Mk growled showing off his monkey fangs as multiple red tinted shadow clones rose up with angered expressions and attacked the trio of demons.

“Mk?” The girl called out in shock at what she was hearing and seeing her long time best friend doing.

“Don’t Mei. I know exactly what I’m doing… I’m making sure no one takes my mother away from me again even if I have to hide us where no one will find us and bother us.” Mk responded, his tails flicking as he contemplated if he should bring Macaque as well. A troop was better with three then with just two. If he blended a power from the ice witch and one of macaque’s abilities it’s possible he could create a type of hypnosis that could work and help his Mother and teacher [father] reconcile properly.

*’See? Your already doing more then enough. Just beat those worthless demons collect [father] and we can create a whole new island for our family to live on without mortals interfereing or other demons trying to kill us.’* Ink mentally supplied the suggested to Mk who couldn’t keep back the wicked grin that spread on his face. “Alright… let’s break some bones!” Mk rushed back into the fight with his clones not even bothering to summon a weapon as he just used his fists, legs, and tails to attacks.

The group watched in shocked awe as Mk managed to separate the eagle demon from the elephant demon and Azure’s reach. “So… you're the Golden Wing Peng? We sure you're not a chicken?” Mk grinned at the bird demon holding out a pawed hand to the side and forming a wickedly sharp spear with a spiked end, the blade itself looked to be crystal red with a purple crescent moon at the base of the blade before it changed into a long dark gold shaft etched with black letters with a icy blue counterweight at the end.

The eagle demon, Peng, glared at the teen. “I’ll make you pay for that insult child.” the bird demon promised before he attacked with his spear. Mk simply dodged and blocked the attacks with his own spear watching and rapidly learning before he started to attack himself and quickly turned the tables on the bird demon.

Mk smirked as he drove his spear into Peng’s side right between the plates of armor. “That’s for insulting me. This is for insulting my teacher [father]!” Mk snarled as blood red energy arched up the spear and right into the demon’s body.

“Mk!” Mei called in shock at how violent the teen-turned-monkey was acting.

“Stay out of this Mei!” Mk called back. Pulling his spear out of the wounded eagle demon and dismissing it as blood-red-tinted ink rose up around Peng and consumed him creating a blood-red bamboo tablet with a name written out in glowing purple letters. The teen caught the tablet before it could hit the ground smirking up at Azure. “You should never have pushed me Azure.”

The lion and elephant looked at the young teen in shock as the teen pulled out the blue tablet. Arcane words slowly spilled from Mk’s lips layered with the warped voice of the ink as the blue tablet glowed ink flowed out of the tablet and took a familiar form. Dazed golden eyes blinked at the teen with mild confusion written on the being face. “Mk… what hap-owf!” the golden monkey was cut off as he was tackled by the teenage monkey getting sent to his ass while the teen’s three tails wagged happily.

“It worked! Yes yes yes!” Mk happily grinned nuzzling into the golden monkey’s neck and chin. “I'm not letting you out of my sight ever again Mama.”

Golden eyes widened slightly. “Mk I'm not a par-” the golden monkey was cut off once again. he locked eyes with the teen his golden ones shrinking and taking a dark purple hue before he slumped forwards into the waiting arms of two shadow clones as Mk stood swallowing the golden monkey and the clones in a red tinted portal of shadows. Mk looked towards the two groups a cold glare in his eyes.

”Don’t try and find us. All I will ever need is my Mother and my Father. This world can burn to the ground for all I care for all it's ever done for me and my parents. Be warned if anyone ever tries and take them from me there won't be a Diyu waiting for what ever poor soul that crosses my path.” Mk spoke before leaving in a swirl of his own portal knowing exactly where he wanted to go next.

‘Take me to my Father.’ he silently commanded his powers while encasing himself in an illusion of his normal mortal look.

He stepped out of the shadows blinking when he found himself back on FFM. “Macaque! Macaque are you here?!” Mk called out sensing the shadow monkey’s magic up in the trees.

TBC

Please please please reblog and comment!?!?! I want to know what everyone thinks and yes this is inspired by an animatic i found on YouTube but with my own twist to it.

#fanfiction #lmk au #lego monkie kid #shadowpeach #collab help #cowrite #amwriting #sun wuking x macaque #lmk rp #lmk wukong #sun wukong x macaque #lego monkie king #lmk sun wukong #liu er mihou #six eared macaque

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gamerbearmira · 8 months

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(Kind of inspired by a roleplay, I did once with a friend and The Rebirth of Miracle/De-aged Mirabel AU by another person here)

I introduce you to... de-aged triplets! :

It was yet another day in ever growing paradise Encanto. It was 18 years since the Miracle happened and the village was founded. It was ruled by a small, yet strong Madrigal family, that sometimes even seemed like a royal family, consisted of the current Miracle Candle holder, Alma Madrigal, and her three children, triplets, each blessed magical gifts of their own, Julieta, the oldest, a healer and beloved in community as a "golden child", Pepa, the middle, a weather girl and since childhood known as a bundle of sunshine, and Bruno, the baby of family, a seer and due that known as a "Bad luck Bruno" (even if none dared to call him this way, unless they wanted to have to deal with a furious Alma and equally furious Julieta and Pepa).

Currently, it was nighttime and the matriarch was sitting in her room, thinking over things. Even with a community to run, Alma made it clear her children were her number one priority. She loved them with whole her heart and wanted the best for them. And yet, she ran into so many people, who took her children's hard work for granted and none ever thought about them. They were given their powers at age of 5, and since then, they were cursed with burden of carrying them. Bad prophecies, hurricanes and greedy people, who took for themselves and left nothing for those, who needed those more... not the childhood Alma wanted for her children.

And she hated it. She hated the burden, her children were forced to hold on their shoulders for so long. It was their 18th birthday few weeks ago. Marking 13th year of the curse, they were given. Of course, the same Miracle was what gave them this beautiful place to call home and the tall mountains to protect them, but she always wanted it would've stopped there. She remembered how happy they were before the "blessings", they were real children. Happy and bright, eyes ready to see the world around them.

"I just want them to be happy. I just want them safe... is it so much to ask for..?" The woman whispered to herself, looking onto the candle on her window, before sighing.

The miracle candle watched her to best of it's ability. It saw the sufferings, this family has going through due it's poorly calculated decisions, but it knew there was nothing that could be done to undo it... there was no way the childhood experiences could be recreated, now that the triplets were older.

There was just no way...

Or was there?

~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~In the morning~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~

Alma woke up to strange noise. She could always hear a lot of what was happening within Caista walls, due how... normal(?) her room was, compared to her children and weird noises weren't something unusual, with what people her children grew up into... but even then this one was even out of ordinary.

At first, she didn't realize what it was to begin with, but she soon came to recognize it.

It was a cry. A baby's cry. And, by the sound of that... there was more than one baby too.

Do we have a visitor? Maybe they didn't have time to find a babysitter? Alma thought to herself. It did make sense, as they did have a few families, who recently had a baby, including two, who had twins each...

But then again... why were they here so early? Why were the babies crying still? Why weren't their parents comforting them?

And why... was it so quiet? There was no thunder... no clattering... no rat squeaking, no wod knocking, or sand and salt falling...

It was dealt quiet. The only noise being the babies' crying.

"What is going on?" Alma, forgetting all about still being in her night clothes and that she just woke up, got out of her bed and left her room.

She walked past her children's rooms, taking time to knock and look inside, to find the triplets inside. But they all were empty. No a single sign of either of the triplets.

Alma's heart started to beat faster, as she walked thorugh the hall, before she was met with the Casita nursery door. She didn't know, why she came there, but her feet themselves dragged her to it. And, by the sounds of it, it was where the crying was coming from too. With another sigh, the matriarch pushed the door, preparing to any chaos that might be happening on the other side.

But, to her own surprise. It was fine. Just like it always was, when she would visit it.

"Huh..." She looked around, rasung an eyebrow. "That's... weird..." but it still didn't explain anything.

Where were her children? What was going on? And where are those crying babies? She swore, when she got her hands on that ignorant parents, she'd tell them-!

And then, she saw a movement on one of beds. Alma raised her eyebrow, making her way across the room to it, where her eyes widened.

On bed, there were three tiny wailing babies, probably just a few months old, identical similar white outfits.

But what happened was out of her control, as she fell on her knees, gently taking all three of the small infants in her arms.

She finally understood, why she came here. She understood, why no parent was there to comfort these poor children. Because it was meant to be her. Because it was neutral to her. Because no parent would stand by, when their child was crying.

And it what happened to her, no expectation. They cried and she came. Like any other mother would her children.

Her children... her beautiful girls and sweet boy... somehow returned to this fragile, helpless point of life and waited for her to come for them.

"Oh, queridos míos" She whispered, holding her little ones to her chest. "I'm so sorry, I came so late..."

Julieta was the first one to stop crying, through her sniffles were still there, but she looked up onto her mother with a hopeful eyes. She hoped Alma knew what was happening. All while her siblings were still crying, Bruno burying his face into Alma's shoulder, looking for safety and comfort, and Pepa's cry seemed to only increase, nearly coming to scream from frustration or fear.

Alma didn't mind it too much through. It's been way far too long since she held all three of her children like this. And oh boy, she missed it! She let her maternal instincts take over, as she continued to rock herself, while rubbing her babies' heads and backs and humming familiar for them lullabies, hoping it would help them to settle down.

And eventually, it did, with all three of her babies sleeping soundly in her arms. Alma sighed out, but still not letting go. She just sat there, watching her precious little ones asleep on her chest. A light smile crossed her face, as she kissed their small heads.

"But don't worry, my little ones. It's going to be alright... Mamá will make sure of it~"

WOAHHHHH SO RAD 😮‍💨

I think this is so cool. Nice to see Alma not really liking the miracle⁉️ Listen, I’m not goona lie. I’m a sucker for those kind of aus. Where Alma lowkey don’t like the magic/miracle, and majorly prioritizes family over it. My favs 🚴‍♀️💨💨

ANYWAY YEAHHHHH, I like this. Alma not even seeing them turning into babies a bad thing. Like her main priority is calming them down and. I’m living for that, she is so real for that 🤕

I LOVE THEM 🗣️🗣️🗣️

If you have more, would totes love to see it, if you wanna share of course <33

#my asks #my asks are open #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto alma #encanto julieta #encanto pepa #encanto bruno #de aged triplets AU #de aged AU

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angela-the-fox · 8 months

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Origin AU(Golden Apple)Roleplay Starter

Over here! @innocent-angel-girl

#roleplay starter #close friends only

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poppysunderthestars · 2 months

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─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─ introduction and masterlist ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─

hello dear ones!

as i am an avid reader and writer of the amazing art of erotic and sensual fandom fiction literature also known as smutty fanfics, i've decided to reinstate a new segment of writings in this blog. i will be letting you know which characters and personas i could write about, which kinks and fetishes i'm most comfortable with, which ones i could potentially write and i will also include the ones i'm NOT INTO; which are not many because i'm a very kinky girl ;)

characters and personas

hayden christensen & anakin skywalker

obi wan kenobi

darth vader

tokio hotel (bill & tom)

nct 127's nakamoto yuta & jung jaehyun

this could def be updated!

kinks and categories

i've divided them intro three categories

☾ green as a lucky charm

dom/sub reader

daddy/ mommy kink

infidelity

agegap (the parties are all of age and consenting adults)

bdsm

noncon/dubcon (free use)

voyeurism

breeding kink

stepcest (non incestuous)

bloodplay

pregnant kink

knifeplay

period sex

cockwarming

roleplaying

overstimulation and edging

polyam

threesomes

bondage

choking

sensation play

enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, strangers to lovers, etc. im

vampire

omg! that was a long list...

☾ yellow, as a sunny day

breastfeeding kink

foot fetish

pollen

omegaverse

☾ red as blood through my hands

tentacles

incest

rape

furry

golden showers

vampire sex (period oral)

ageplay(no sexualizing children plss)

on another topic, some things you should know

₊ ⊹ my native language is not english, i consider myself very fluent in writing and speaking therefore if i make any mistakes, please let me know!

₊ ⊹ although i've been to much into fanfictions and smutty content since i was young, i have never been comfortable writing for those kind of audiences, so i ask of you to mantain this account and all interactions for +18. minors please do not interact. enjoy your youth, you'll get there when you'll get there.

₊ ⊹ yes, i am a writer. however, in the erotic and smut content i don´t have much expertise. i beg of you, to be mindful of your comments, i am open to helpful feedback, comments and opinions to improve. thanks!

now to the real deal...

masterlist

୨ৎ - smut ☾ - fluff ⟢ - angst

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────⋆⋅☆⋅

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ hayden christensen

୨ৎ obsession (soon!)

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ anakin skywalker

୨ৎ heartless

୨ৎ supernova (soon!)

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────⋆⋅☆⋅

other stuff:

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ letters about a couple men that broke my heart:

act i

any comments, requests or just anything you would like for me to try you can let me know! same with tags, if you'd like to be tagged in anything, tell me!

-with much love, poppy

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#anakin #hayden christensen #aotc #rots #anakin skywalker #prequel trilogy #attack of the clones #darth vader #masterlist #star wars smut #anakin smut #smut #fem reader

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prpfs · 3 months

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📒 hello hello! 20+F, lit+ roleplayer here! I am looking for 18+ roleplayers who’d be interested in playing against either of any my recent ocs~🌼 plots i have in mind might include dark themes depending on how story goes!

oc 1: kian is a 25 male, an underground kickboxer, doing not ethical side jobs when he’s not on the ring. from outside he looks like a silent, introvert, not judgmental, chill guy, but in reality he’s a nervous wreck, very anxious -just knows how to hide it well. he loves reading books, and often daydreams how his life would turn out if he had a family, someone who could actually look after him, him going to college and making friends etc. for him, i am looking for a mother/father-like love interest, older than him, friends to lovers trope. your character can be librarian, a barista, a witness when he’s on work, we can brainrot! despite him acting all 🥺 and such, i’d prefer writing him as a service dom.

oc 2: charlie is somewhere between 20-25 (depending on the setting), male, student in either ballet academy, art or design major. he’s confident, charming, teacher’s favorite, charismatic and funny guy. his grades and works are perfect, is healthy, and a good guy. he falls in love with either the mean girl or bad rumored girl, the type of girl we see as “rival” to the main character in any series. but i don’t want your character to be completely in love with him, in contemporary i wish to have her despise his golden retriever persona. someone who’s so spoiled and have bad manners, or born rich so she thinks can get away with anything. i want to make him a playful, faux sympathy brat tamer dom.

i do my roleplays on discord, I’m fine with late replies! leave a like, and will be back to you~! 🌼

Leave a like, and anon will get back to you!

#oc roleplay #oc rp #oc x oc #dead dove

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brdpch · 1 year

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{2} a game of cats, mice and hearts like ice

desktop: previous ✧ next mobile: previous ✧ next

synopsis: a very smart cat meets a very cunning mouse who claims his life as hers.

warnings: canon-typical violence, graphic descriptions of violence, sexual abuse, substance abuse, niragi, literally everything, you name it.

formatting: it's a glued-together dynamic roleplay between me and @bvrdel-mama, so the replies are separated by ♠♥♦♣, and the dialogues are written like — This. — yes, the symbols look horrible on mobile - we'll try to fix that in the future. or not. who knows.

statistics: 3,704 words 20,232 characters.

songs used: kesha - take it off; pop evil - boss's daughter.

author's note: part two, yay!

Shuntarō thought that it would be unwise to make his intentions known or he may be in Niragi's proverbial and literal crosshair in the future, so he only smirked once more and lifted his hands up in a mocking gesture of defiance.

♠♥♦♣

Before Hatter could even make a step, Niragi already stood up and walked over to the door, seeing that nobody had any objections - or, if they had, no one dared to speak up.

Good.

For now, the girl belonged to him, and he wanted everyone to know that if someone brings her into the conversation, it would be him. He found her, he claimed her as his own.

There was a slight pause without him, and it seemed like the tension in the room easied a little, but it didn't take long for the pierced man to walk over with his arm around the girl's waist.

And there she was.

Her frame was tiny compared to Niragi, and Chishiya took notice of the fact that even on her platform sandals he was still a bit taller than her - and that was unusual. Her waist was small, her legs pretty long, her thighs thick. She wasn't thin - she was skinny, but made sure her bikini showed off what's best in her - high waisted black shorts and rather a top than a bikini bra made her look appealing. No wonder why Niragi looked at her like he was hungry and kept her so close, his fingers playing on her skin, on the edge of her bikini bottoms for everyone to see.

Despite days being sunny in the middle of, well, summer, Unmei's skin was unusually pale, like even a single golden ray couldn't reach her. She looked around with a curious gaze of sapphire eyes, but when her head shifted towards Niragi, looking at him like he's the love of her life, playful smile on her full pink lips, the light played with the irises making them gray but so bright they looked almost white, like ice.

She had a silver septum hoop and some more piercings in her ears. When it came to jewelry, she also had a 90s tattoo choker with a silver cat's bell that rang with her every movement.

Well, that was definitely a match.

— Hello. — she spoke in fluent Japanese, without any accent that suggested her country of origin. Her voice was soft and sweet, and honey dripped from her lips, as she greeted the executives. — It's such an honor being here, thank you. — she bowed lightly, a cultural Japanese gesture. She knew where she is and what to do.

— So, babe, — it was Niragi who yet again cut Hatter off. — Whatcha think? Wanna join us and help with leading those headless sheep down there?

The pierced man nodded towards the window; behind the glass, two floors down, most of The Beach members were partying and chilling in the pool, drinks in their hands, drugs in their system, music in their ears.

It was almost like Mira looked in the mirror, and it was so easy to spot that Unmei had the same look of mixed innocence and cleverness. Oh, so maybe she wasn't that good of a wolf.

Unmei bit her lower lip.

— Well, yes, of course, and it's such an honor. — she assured, but frowned, turning her gaze back to Niragi, like she was too shy to speak to the rest of the group. Her figure shrank, hiding into her lover's protective posture. — …but I'm afraid of messing up. I'm really new to this, and I'm unsure if I'm a good fit, especially since I haven't been to many games…

— That could be easily fixed! — exclaimed Hatter, clapping his hands to turn all of the attention to him. — See, Unmei, we often supervise the games of soon-to-be executives. Niragi obviously likes you, so excuse me if I forbid him from being a supervisor, but are there any other volunteers?

♠♥♦♣

There was no point in voicing any objections as it seemed as the stance of everybody in the room was democratically chosen to be the same. Chishiya's gaze followed Niragi as he stood up and opened the door presenting his new treasure, his new partner in crime.

Shuntarō took her in as she entered the executive's meeting hall. And there was a lot to take in... unconventional beauty choices - piercings, the choker - it was all so vulgar and so culturally inappropriate. But... so was wearing eyeliner and bleaching your hair, he smirked. Right now though, she and Nigari seemed like a perfect match there standing next to each other. Her almost leaning into him, playful smile on her face, coy but alert eyes analyzing body language of each and every executive member gathered in the hall. It was so obviously an act it was painful for him to watch. The use of the traditional Japanese cultural bow from a foreigner's side was a nice touch, definitely working on some of the executives. Japanese people are known to be wary of foreigners and even if the world as they know went to shit, it was still deeply rooted into their subconsciousness.

Shuntarō smirked and laughed to himself quietly when she tried to make herself small in front of these people by diminishing her impressive achievement - a seven of diamonds. A wolf recognizes a wolf dressed in sheep's clothing - and oh, she was very good at playing both parts. Shuntarō was intrigued even more now, she could be a really really good addition to his plan.

Hatter's clap brought Chishiya back from the darkness of his cold, analytical mind and his eyes snapped to Unmei's face. He clenched his jaw at the question, there was a short pause before anyone spoke. Her achievement was impressive but she spoke herself - she didn't play many games and the more senior members and those who fell for her cute-sy, unsure persona might be taken aback by a possibility of taking a newbie under their wing.

Shuntarō slowly raised his left hand, tilting his head and looking into her gray, cold eyes. He then exclaimed in the most uninterested tone ever:

— My visa ends in 2 days anyways, might as well kill two birds with one stone.

♠♥♦♣

Ice cold gaze melted with each word Chishiya spoke, making Unmei lean even more into Niragi's embrace, much to the taller man's enjoyment.

— Really? I'm so, so, so glad! — she clasped her hands, a thankful expression on her face. — I've heard you have so much experience, I'll definitely be safe with you, right?

Her last question wasn't directed at Chishiya at all - she looked straight at Niragi, like she was looking for a confirmation... or maybe an order. Niragi hated Chishiya, so putting his little partner in crime into a game with him could end up badly. But here's the deal - it's such a thrill to try to check it by themselves.

Niragi, on the other hand, looked suspiciously pleased with Chishiya's offer.

Maybe she wasn't a wolf in sheep's clothing. Maybe she was an obedient, naïve lamb.

♠♥♦♣

Shuntarō put his hand down, his gaze ping-ponging between the Hatter, Niragi and Unmei. The woman was too... intense for his liking now, but if his suspicions are correct and they usually are, she can and will eventually calm down or reveal the colder side he sees.

The psychopath smiled at the possibility of Chishiya supervising the new girl. Why? - Shuntarō narrowed his eyes at him for a brief second. It seemed like for now she listened to his every word, and spoke directly to Niragi even though the question asked by her suggested being directed to Chishiya. Was he trying to learn what Chishiya's planning through her? It made him slightly nervous but in a thrilled way - a conflict on a horizon, one he could spin around and use to his advantage.

Chishiya leaned in his chair and smirked at Niragi, answering the questions asked through him.

— No one's ever really safe here, you should already know that, but I'll try to bring you back alive to the best of my ability.

♠♥♦♣

The perceptive eyes of the blonde man noticed some more details on the woman, for example - lots of faded, barely visible scars on her thighs, suggesting either knife play, or that she had a history of self-harm in one of the most noticeable places - like she was seeking attention. Anyway, what a girl with short pink hair would be longing for, if not being noticed? Even if the dye faded, she still dressed vulgarly, with smudged black eyeshadow and eyeliner and her lashes covered in a thick layer of mascara. No wonder why of all people, she piqued Niragi's interest.

Abusive men - so what, she had daddy issues? Probability was indeed very high.

She listened to Chishiya's every word - even if she looked at Niragi with her pupils shaped into hearts, metaphorically, it was obvious. When she turned back to Shuntarō, her sugar covered lips curved into a flirtatious smile.

— Alright, if no one has any questions, the meeting's dismissed. — it was Hatter who finally broke the acts of shameless public displays of affection, and most of the executives decided to leave as soon as possible. It was uncomfortable to watch as Unmei clinged onto Niragi, and the way he let her do it - although it was something new, he never allowed it with his other toys.

♠♥♦♣

Shuntarō scanned her body closer, the cute façade hid pretty dark experiences beneath the surface - either an abusive past or a knack for masochism. Pink dyed hair - a symptom of attention deficit or perhaps of a not-giving-a-fuck-what-anyone-thinks kind of attitude.

And when she smiled at him, there was something devious about the smile, Chishiya thought. He returned the gesture, although it was the kind of smile someone gives another person when they feel bad for them - a condescending one if you will.

Hatter closed the meeting and the hall began to empty, he was one of the last ones to leave, still analyzing Unmei and all of the possible advantages her presence in his plans could give him. When passing by the two love birds he nodded politely, closing his eyes when doing so.

— I'll find you later. — he said matter-of-factly to the girl - it sounded almost like a challenge or a threat. Like she was supposed to hide from the blond man.

♠♥♦♣

If Unmei noticed the thoughts behind Chishiya's smile, she didn't show it at all, instead tilting her head slightly, like she's a little bit stupid. If she was as smart as Shuntarō thought, why would she continue playing dumb, especially when Niragi couldn't see the face she was making towards the blonde?

when the dark of the night comes around that's the time

As he was leaving, Unmei waved him goodbye with her fingers in a coquette-like mannerism.

— I'm sure you will~ — she hummed, her attention focused back on Niragi.

that the animal comes alive lookin' for somethin' wild

For now, she wasn't hard to spot. Evenings at The Beach were pretty predictable, and so were Niragi's habits - and as he sat there, on the sunbed, Unmei's legs on his own (he held her thigh, massaging the inner part of it), the party continued as always.

and now we lookin' like pimps in my gold trans am

Foreigner looked a bit bored, maybe pouty, while Niragi kept chatting with various Beach members including the militants and the idealists. Her glass was never empty, but even after drinking alcohol she seemed unhappy with the turn of events. What came next was either done out of boredom, or for a show - who could know, but she must've had enough of current activities, getting up and pulling Niragi with her.

got a water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag, got my drunk text on

It was probably the first time Niragi let go of his assault rifle in a crowded space, and the first time he danced - it wasn't that he lacked skill, he just didn't let anyone close enough to do so. Each previous girl he had briefly played with was pretty much kept as far as possible, and he didn't care about their entertainment, so that was an unexpected activity, to see him holding Unmei as close as possible while dancing body to body, her back pressed against his chest, her butt rubbing against his crotch, his hands wandering around her exposed skin. It wasn't just the militant saying she belongs to me, no, now she also claimed her position as his precious little treasure, making sure everybody saw it.

i'll regret it in the mornin', but tonight, i don't give a-

So either she needed protection and decided the pierced man was good enough, or she really fell into his trap.

there's a place downtown where the freaks all come around

She had glitter on her cheeks and black lipstick about to be smudged by niragi's lips eventually; her eyes were closed as she rocked her body to the rhythm, killing time before her first game as an official Beach member - and also the first one to decide if she's fit as executive or not.

it's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all

Soon there will be cars and people assigned to drive players with expiring visas around tokyo to destined game arenas, and she just couldn't help but smile at the thought of having to cooperate with Chishiya. But right now, she had Niragi's lips on her neck, and fingers tangled in his hair.

and they turn me on

And yet she was waiting for Shuntarō's appearance, perfectly aware of her surroundings - of the number of people around them, of the number of people staring, of the number of people swimming; the drunk ones, the high ones, the fucked up ones and the fucked ones.

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Chishiya chuckled to himself at the display of innocent stupidity mixed with flirtatiousness, put his chin upwards a bit and smirked before turning his gaze to Niragi and giving him a quick glance up and down. He then turned around and ignoring Unmei's attempt at having the last word in this brief conversation exited the hall.

It was too early to say if this Unmei character fit the description of the type of person needed to steal the cards from Hatter. The jury is still out on the verdict if she could be easily manipulated and led where Chishiya wanted her. What would she want?

For now it seemed that all she wanted was to party, get drunk and high as Shuntarō observed her from one of the rooftops dancing by the pool with Niragi. She made him do something impossible - part ways with his assault rifle, however briefly. They danced pressed up against each other, and she sure knew not only how to dress vulgarly, but to act like it too. Niragi's hands sliding across her body incoherently as the alcohol in his system began to work. What could they want from each other? Protection? Maybe it's the situation where one of the predators makes themselves seem small in order to gather protection from a bigger, badder wolf. Sex? Probably. Fun? The psychopath was unpredictable, maybe it gave her the thrill, evoked emotions she rarely felt?

A voice broke his quiet contemplation time. It was Kuina, in her skimpy bikini and a cigarette hanging from her mouth.

— So, you found someone? — she questioned passing Chishiya a bottle of beer.

He took it, opened it on a nearby half-wall and took a sip, looking directly at Unmei, narrowing his eyes. She was grinding on Niragi's crotch. So unnecessarily vulgar, he thought.

— Maybe, too early to tell. - he answered. - I'm supervising her in the next game. I'll know by then. — he said, taking another longer sip of his beer.

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She was a stripper, after all. She knew how to dance, how to balance her body against someone else, how to look pretty and feel free while doing so. How many lap dances has she done? Hundreds? Thousands? For how long the pole was her only companion on stage, where curious gazes scanned every inch of her skin?

that girl, she's a loaded gun, gonna take 'em out take 'em one by one

She knew, most importantly - how to entertain the masses, get attention and charm others without even speaking a word. It worked - everybody will be able to recognise her from now on, noticing where she is and where she's not, and if she ever disappeared out of sight, it was easy to tell who is being looked for. and not only because she was from a different country, but also because she embossed herself in their memory.

she knows when she's dressed to kill, she'll put a bullet in your heart just to feel the thrill

Unmei being pretty was a question everybody had to answer themselves, but what she did was cool and she did fit in with the crowd, and that was enough to gain sympathy and somewhat a sense of safety. Acceptance, was the word. She blended in so she could be accepted and perceived as an ally. Clever, perhaps, if those were her true intentions.

she walks like she's walkin' on water, she moves like the boss's daughter

Niragi was sliding his hands through her belly down her shorts, probably just a tease, a threat to those who'd tried to do the same. And then the music stopped, the speakers invited The Beach members to the lobby. Unmei didn't care - her eyes closed for a few more moments, as she sang the rest of the song, still holding Niragi. He was about to part their bodies, but she held him. And he obeyed.

— She rides like a '67 chevy, in her drop top red and white and blue; ohh, what she does to me - with her long dark hair and her sexy thighs, baby, let me come inside~

— We gotta move, babygirl. — Niragi insisted, before she could continue, and she smiled at him so innocently, letting him guide her to the main hall where the real party started.

Hatter was known for his motivational speeches, but Unmei clung to Niragi's arm as the chaos after them emerged - people pushing others to get to the parking lot, correct cars, holding pieces of paper for random teams they had been assigned. It was Chishiya who was supposed to look for Unmei, so she took her sweet time waiting next to a pillar in the corner of the space, letting the militant press her to the cold wall and whisper sweet nothings onto her ear.

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Kuina went to sit down next to Chishiya on the half-wall. The blond man raised his pointer finger of the hand he was holding his beer in, highlighting the pair of love birds on the dancefloor for his companion. They were tangled in each other's bodies, definitely the center of attention, displaying themselves for everyone to see.

— There, the woman with blonde hair. — Chishiya said, leaning into Kuina's space.

Kuina narrowed her eyes and observed Niragi and Unmei for a brief moment.

— Girl, Niragi? There are choices we make, but this... this is a choice. — she chuckled looking at Chishiya, as if for confirmation.

Shuntarō shrugged and looked at Kuina.

— It's a smart choice. He's well situated within Hatter's inner circle, everyone is afraid of him, and he never parts ways with his gun. — he answered, not confirming Kuina's way of thinking. — Although he is revolting, it's a smart choice to wrap someone like that around your finger, and I'm sure he sees some uses in her as well. — he added.

After Chishiya uttered those words the speakers' blasting music transformed into Hatter's personal voice amplifiers. He sure did like to make a loud entrance, and just like the girl dancing seductively against the crotch of a psychopath with an assault rifle - he liked attention. Everyone was called into the main hall and Chishya knew it was his cue. He nodded at Kuina and patted her back and soon he was walking down the stairs and walking towards the pair pressed against each other next to a pillar.

They seemed to be briefly occupied with themselves not noticing him when he walked up so he stood there for a solid minute, before clearing his throat.

— You ready to go or do you need a couple more minutes of privacy? — he asked. — Although I doubt we've got time for that. — he added, tilting his head.

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Unmei might've noticed Chishiya, he could swear she glanced in his direction for a brief second, but either ignored him, or really didn't see him. Patting softly on Niragi's back, the stripper made her partner pull back, although reluctantly, and then smiled apologetically at her supervisor.

— Sorry! — she chirped, giggling softly. — Got really caught up in the moment. It's been a while since I could connect to someone on such... personal level.

When she spoke, there was something ominous in her gaze, like she was not only posing a threat, but also foreshadowing an unlucky future ahead. But that was it. On the other hand, Niragi looked at Chishiya like he was about to murder him, not even with his rifle, but with his bare hands. He clenched his teeth, but in the end relaxed when Unmei pressed a soft kiss on his lips. She had to stand on her tiptoes just to reach, pulling on militant's shirt for balance.

The black piece of clothing was soon found on the girl's arms, the white outline of giraffe pattern matching perfectly with her carefully chosen outfit.

— Here, Babe. A good luck charm.

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