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So I've been listening to a lot of DnD podcasts lately while at work (specifically Just Roll With It's main riptide campaign) and of COURSE it made me think about putting my OCs into a dnd/fantasy setting
So here's my oc Ava (they/them) as a half-elf Rogue-turned-Undying-Warlock being very menacing shortly after making their deal!
Brief overview on their story in this au under the cut :)
They *used to be* a pirate with their friend Cae (any pronouns, tiefling rogue), but on their adventures they were hit with a powerful curse that almost claimed their life many many times in a short span of time. The two of them looked everywhere for a way to help Ava, but it was becoming increasingly clear that this curse was going to kill them faster than they could do anything about it, so Ava went behind Cae's back and made a deal with something that could benefit from all of Ava's near-death experiences!
This freaked Cae out so bad that the two of them got into a MASSIVE argument, leading to Ava being completely kicked off of the ship and having to fend for themself. Ava is an idiot though and treated their deal as a one-time transaction and kept searching for ways to actually *remove* the curse instead of just taking advantage of it through their patron.
On this mini-quest to study all sorts of magic they meet Shay (he/they, artificer dwarf) and Sophie (she/they, aasimar bard) and set sail again! They make their own spellbook and everything (read: take another rogue level and subclass into arcane trickster) and their patron gets Big Mad about it, so from that point forward ava is locked into their contract with their patron and doesn't do... Anything to jeopardize that relationship!
There are so many other people in the party and theres so much more that goes on to mirror the canon universe but i feel Embarrassed with three paragraphs already and will save ya'll from my rambling until i inevitably post more pts!dnd au art! :)
#ocs#dnd oc#technically. TECHNICALLY. also a jo.jos oc but i will not be tagging that#ava zeppeli#sorry for the absence it will happen again <3#i think my work is trying to kill me im on day 8 of 10 in a row#still not technically full time because the weeks hours reset on sunday#if i wasnt physically out of the state it wouldve been 11+ days in a row#as it is my manager texted me wanting me to close when i was Boarding A Plane I Told Her About The Week Before#so thats your daily insight into my life#look at my child i love them#i will post more of them and also cae soon#and probably actual riptide fanart at some point#i am so so very eepy but my brain is so very full of art ideas
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out of curiosity could I ask you to give your thoughts on Altair thatconfusedanon CJRP,,,, I Wonder
oooo asking for the thoughts in my brainnnn 🤯🤯🤯🤯 love to see it (even tho character rambles leave my brain so static they’re so fun)
i kindaaaaa know just a bit of basic lore about altair but not much and from what i’ve glanced over at he seems pretty interesting and Has Things Going On ™ (that i prob can’t name very well but they’re there)
#maybe on a less eepy day i’d go into more detail#but i rlly don’t know enough to say much anyways#i can only store so much info in my brain 😔#when i get into a backreading mood i have plans to look back at altair’s interactions with coffee#like all of them#the entire altair tag#cause him and coffee are close and have a history i didn’t see AND I WANT TO SEE
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#txt#^ oghh he is plagued with images and thoughts#hi ^-^ im . hi#i want to talk more n interact or whatever but god my brain . she is not equipped for it#im finally drawing again!!!! not fanart but maybe soon . im having so many cwil thoughts rn rotating him#im so fucking eepy all the time bro . i want to just look at dangerous creature and pretty art and lay down on tha floorrr#anyway idk. im rambling. thoughts on blog byeb ^-^#cant wait to get the feature on android to prevent reblogs#not that i like. idk i dont Really need it bc i type everything in the tags anyway but still#sounds nice ti have it
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How the eepy boys react to their fem s/o that tells them they want to be breeded?? 🥴 obviously nsfw allowed. Thanks in advance 🫶🏼
OOhh So Sorry it took me so long to finish, ended up writing a lot more than I originally wanted too. I hope you enjoy!
Warnings/Tags: Vessels aren't human, Breeding, Spanking, Penis in vagina, Trans character, Knotting dildos, Knotting, Overstimulation, Vaginal fingering, Fingerfucking, Breeding kink, Squirting, Rutting, Mating cycles/in heat, Nipple play, Primal play, Chasing during sex, dom/sub, Subby III, Switching, Slapping, Light impact play, Disobeying orders, bratting, Slight pregnancy kink
EVERYTHING IS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
Vessel
As soon as the words leave her mouth, it's like Sleep had blessed him.
“Ves can you breed me? Please?”
The primal urge inside of him unlocks and he's slowly stalking to her, eyes just full of lust and need.
God she better be prepared to have herself stuffed and used.
Keep in mind, these boys aren’t human, they’ve got a little extra something.
“Repeat what you just said to me…” Vessel speaks as he slowly corners her against the fall, “I need to hear it from that beautiful mouth again.” As he backs her into a corner, her eyes go wide with a small bit of surprise and fear. “Can you breed me..?” She questions and cringes at her cracking voice. The male chuckles and slowly wraps his hand around her throat in a comforting form. “Yeah I will, stuff your cunt so full of me you’re bound to get pregnant.” The hand slowly tightens, her own hands wrapping around his wrist, and a soft pleading whimper falls from her mouth. It was the second time the woman before him had sent him off today.
Vessel leaned down and ghosted his lips against her jaw, peppering gentle kisses up to her ear before chuckling out, “Strip for me, show me what I’ll be claiming with my cum” He moves back allowing her to remove the clothes keeping him from touching her. She moves slowly, carefully as though giving the poor male a display of her body. He smiles, soft fangs catching her attention as they have many times before. He lets out a soft groan at the sight before him, ready to consume the woman in front of him.
“Perfect..” Vessel mumbles while carefully turning her so her ass is pressed against his clothed cock. She shivers at the feeling of his arousal against her, aching for breeding. She pushes back against him one last time before slowly bending over and spreading her legs, presenting herself to him while using the wall as support.
“Ves come on... Use me, breed me, fuck me!” She whines, tired of the slow pace the vessel had set.
He chuckles softly, unzipping and pushing his pants and underwear down, cock on full display resting against the curve of her ass. “So needy for me pet…”
Vessel grinds forward, feeling the smoothness of her skin against his throbbing cock. His hands slowly moved to grip her hips, pulling her back against him. Her soft whine leered him further into the fog of his sex-ridden brain. He sighed out, trying to keep his composure and not ravage her at that exact moment, wanting to prolong the experience.
“If you don’t hurry the fuck up, I’m going to one of the others…!” She taunted, trying to draw the male into the illusion of giving her what she wants. Instead, she received a slap to the right side of her ass, a stinging burn the size of Vessel’s palm.
He chuckles softly, ignoring her and pulling himself back away from her enough that she panics softly, “Oh then go, I just won’t touch you again got it pet?” He rubs his tip up and down her slit, staring into her eyes, challenging her to say something disobedient again. When she doesn’t, he slowly pushes the head of his cock into her cunt. It sucks him in, the wetness spreading across his shaft as he quickly pushes in, not giving her time to adjust.
“Bad pets get used however I feel.” She moans loudly at his words, head leaning against the wall, arms supporting her at the quick onslaught of thrust. His pace fast, pounding her and using her tiny tight cunt however he saw fit.
Vessel’s cock shaped and molded her wetness to the shape of it, hugging him perfectly. Her mewls and fucked out whimpers were proof of just how good it felt to be used by him. The woman’s mouth agape, drool softly falling with every heavy thrust of Vessel’s hips. The slapping sound of their skin connecting grew louder as the tightness of her cunt grew.
Her face formed into a quickly fucked out mess of drool and giggles. “Vesss I wanna cum pleassee” she slurs down, hips fucking back against his.
“Aw, the disobedient girl wants to cum? Before me?” He slowed his hips, watching as she whines and squirms to get the pace back up to speed, “After you said that to me? You cum I’m not stopping. Got it?”
She nods quickly, quickly reaching down to play with her clit, orgasm already ready to hit the peak. Pleasure washes over her as Vessel picks the pace back up, angling his thrusts to hit the perfect spot that leaves her cunt clenching tightly. He chuckles softly and leans down close to her ear, nipping and licking at it slowly. “Cum for me.”
His voice knocks the orgasm right out of her, her body tensing up and shaking with the pleasure of his cock still ramming into her. Her moans so loud they echo alerting everyone in the house of their activities. His thrusts breaking her moans up and turning them into pathetic little pants of his name, “Vessel Vessel Vessel”
The male groans softly, the wet heat gripping and sucking him in, attempting to milk his cock for all his worth. Vessel knocks her feet to spread them more, rutting into her overstimulated cunt. Her moans mixing in with his, soft whines as he continues to abuse her g spot.
“You want my kids? Want my seed?” He thrusts, emphasizing every. Single. Word. with his punishing movements. She whines mind broken, only wanting whatever Vessel would give her. “Fucking take them then. Don’t spill a fucking drop.”
He leans his head down, the forehead of his mask pressed in between her shoulder blades. Vessel groans and growls, feeling the twitching of his cock buried deep inside her. His cum flooding her cunt before his knot begins to swell and stop the overflow.
“Thank you Sir…”
II
It's kind of a shocker to II at first, he’ll just stand there and then slowly nod like he understands.
My II is trans so he just kinda points between himself and her with a questioning look
Shrugs and then makes sure she completely understands that he can breed her, but she won’t get pregnant
Bonus of this, she gets to pick out the size of the squirting/cumming dildo
II is the type to make her come at least 2 times before breeding as well
II looks down only half-amused at the woman underneath him, tired eyes tracing the movement of his fingers pumping in and out of her wet cunt. “One more at least... Then I can fuck you yeah?” He mumbles out, barely heard over the sweet sounds of her moans. Her body tenses up, ready to release the second orgasm of the night.
“Oh fuck fuck, II..!” she moans out, the tension finally releasing as she cums on his fingers, coating them with her sweet wetness. Not only had his fingers been a target of her releasing but as had everything, soaking II and the bed but with her squirt.
The male chuckled and slowly pulled his fingers from her quivering cunt as his partner whined with overstimulation. “Can’t tap out now love, still gotta fill you remember?”
She looked at him through cloudy pleasure-filled eyes and nods as best as she can. II bends down and kisses her clit one last time before standing up and stretching from the straining position. Her eyes gladly soak in the sight of her mate, his own arousal throbbing and slick with his wetness. She moans softly at the sight of her partner’s ass, watching as he turns to grab the harness and cumming dildo.
“Hey babes, still with me?” He questions his girlfriend as he adjusts the straps comfortably. She smiles and hums happily, reaching out with grabby hands and open legs. “Very…”
II chuckles and crawls in between her legs, gently nudging the tip against her clit. She softly moans and shifts her hips aching for more even after being overstimulated.
“Yeah that’s my girl…” He hums softly into her ear, carefully angling his tip to her leaking hole, “Gonna take me so well, will breed you and make you have my babies.”
She keens, back arching at the stretch, everything feeling more pleasurable than before. II hushes her with gently “sh sh sh” in an attempt to not wake the others. His lover’s eyes roll back once he is fully seated in, the knot kissing at her entrance begging to be let in.
He laughs softly at her, cooing at her pleasure, “Yeah taking me perfectly baby girl.”
The pace began slow, II pulling his hips in and out and grinding forward to rub against her clit. The woman underneath him mewled out at the feeling, enjoying the slow push and clit attention. Oh but it wasn’t enough, she needed more, needed him to be buried so deep into her.
She whines, clawing at his forearms, clinging leaving deep red scratches and moon shapes in her awake. “Mo-more please!” Needing more but not sure of exactly what she wanted. II smiles sadistically and angles his hips perfectly into the patch of sensitive nerves inside of her,
Her screams of pleasure made him flinch and cover her mouth quickly, blocking her sounds from the others. “Shut up… We don’t need the others coming in here and taking you from me do we?”
At his words, his mate’s cunt clenched and sucked him in deeper, the wet quenching growing louder as he pounds into her wet cunt. “Oh you like that idea? Liked the idea of Vessel coming in? Maybe IV? III? Huh?”
Each name II spouted off, he thrust harder, slipping a little bit of the knot deeper into her warm heat. He shakes his head in fake disappointment and moves his hand covering her mouth to his own, licking his thumb with a slurry look in his eyes. She whines louder, moving her hands to her nipples, roughly pinching and playing with them while watching her lover. He scoffs at the action and moves his thumb to her clit, rubbing at the same fast rough tempo of his thrust, “Since you wanna be a slut I can treat you like one and make you cum on my knot.”
Her legs wrap around his waist, locking him from moving to far, II’s thumb working over her clit pushing her deeper and closer to the third orgasm of the night. “Yes Yes! Gimme your knot! II please!” She screams at the top of her lungs, pleasure washing her like a thick blanket.
II smiles and leans down grabbing the syringe and places thick kisses against his lover’s neck. “Take my knot baby…”
He sinks his teeth into the side of her neck triggering her orgasm to crash over her with suddenness. As he sinks his teeth in, at the same time he pushed his knot in, floating her cunt with the sticky white liquid cum. “Thank you thank you! Gimme your babies yes!” She hisses out, her whole body tensioning as the waves of pleasure continue and are prolonged by the filling.
“It's all yours darling, all yours…”
III
He’ll slowly crouch down/get on her level and look her in the eyes
Boy is confused as to why she’d wanna be bred, but after some explaining he’s all for it
It’ll start off gentle, soft playful kisses to get her in the mood till one of them is desperate enough to push the other.
Iii is whiny with want to be inside of her. Wants to be as close to her as possible.
“Please let me... I need to breed you... sugar please..”
His soft pleading eyes stare into hers with so much need and lust. A gentle whine leaves his eyes as he pushes his hips closer to hers seeking out the warmth he craves. A moan tumbles from her mouth, mixed with teasing laughter at the poor male, “III honey, calm down you need to take my pants off.” The taller huffs, tail flicking with irritation at his lover’s statement. The small hunger need to consume his partner slowly grows as he can partially already feel the wet heat calling for him.
Careful but hastily III takes the offending material from her thighs, gently moving his fingers against her skin as he moves downwards. Soft goosebumps litter her skin, a noise of encouragement from her that has the male leaking pre. He hadn’t known just how much he craved filling her over and over again till she had offered her the sweet words, “Breed me.”
She coos at him condescendingly, a fake form of comfort while knowing III is holding himself back from devouring her. “Come on, you can do it… Doing so fucking great baby.” The smirk present on her lips leaving him even more frustrated than the aggregating material of his pants.
He attempts to take them off, to free his cock to present it to her, but the laughter from watching him struggle causes him to freeze. III whines loudly, hand still attempting to push down his waistband, eyes meeting hers with more need than ever.
She sighs and gives in to helping the needy boy remove his clothes, starting with his shirt. She starts by slowly running her hands up his stomach, drawing out a shiver and a sigh from him, and then moves to completely pull it off. She continues the teasing till they’re both fully undressed laying against the cool bedsheets.
“Can I have you now,” He mumbles out softly while going back to rutting against her cunt, “Been good, so good.”
At the breathy “yes” III grips himself and steadies the tip at the wet entrance of her cunt. “Don’t tease III..” She breathes out, thrusting her hips downwards, chasing the pleasure that is being teased. He grunts at her actions and pushes into her wetness. They both moan at the shared pleasure, hers soft and breathy while III’s more growly and deep.
The vessel had to pause, allowing his partner’s body to slowly stretch around him. The pleasurable burn drives her mad, her eyes rolling back, legs trembling from keeping them stretched. Cunt tightening up around the cock slowly forcing its way into its core.
III closes his eyes, a soft whine being pulled from his throat at the feeling of his lover tightening around him. “Relax… You’re hugging me so tightly..” The bassist’s rough hands moved to her hips, rubbing small soothing circles to relax her. “Take a deep breath…”
She nods, face tight before taking a deep breath and allowing her body to slowly relax. III leans his head down, resting his forehead against hers before slowly pushing in the rest of the way, bottoming out inside of her cunt. The gentle moan that leaves his mouth causing her to release another wave of wetness, welcoming him to move.
“Move love… I’m okay now,” she smiles up at him, rubbing her hands up and down his back in an encouraging motion. “Need to feel you filling me up okay?”
He whines out a soft “mhm” before pulling his hips back, thrusting at a soft slow pace, allowing both of them to enjoy the pleasure of one another. The squelching of her cunt filling the room alongside the soft panting of the vessel above her.
She reaches out, clawing at his back, pulling him closer to her. Her body needing to be filled by the thick throbbing cock inside of her. III yelps softly, hips pushing deeper then before causing a loud moan to be ripped out of his lover’s mouth.
“Fuck! Yes deeper! III please give it to me!” She moans out, eyes rolling back from the pleasure of the male going deeper inside of her.
Through the mask, III bites his lip holding back the urge to push in his slowly growing knot. “Sugar, if you keep clawing me I will knot you early…” She giggles through her moans, the sound being punched out of her through the thrust.
The woman under the vessel purposely clenches around the thrusting cock inside of her, the throbbing mess of pre slowly being pulled deeper inside of her. III curses under his breath and sits up on his knees, pulling her hips to meet his now harsh thrust.
“Fuck fuck fuck babe I need to breed pleeassee!” He whines out to his mate who was squirming from the new onslaught of thrust. The tip of his cock hitting the perfect spot inside of her, kissing at her vercix as though it was meant to be there.
She nods, a fucked out smile on her lips, everything feeling full and fuzzy at the feeling of the knot attempting to breach her tight cunt. “Give it to me you- Ah!..” She attempts, a whiny voice that held little dominance despite the words.
The vessel pushes his knot into the warm wet heat of her cunt, pouring his seed into her, filling her up just as she had asked. “Fuck Oh shit its so good~” He moans, cock jerking with every rope of cum that drenched her insides.
The feeling of being bred, the warmth of his cum, and the twitching sent her over the edge. Cunt clenching and unclenching, begging for the seed of the male to take.
“Ahh oh fuck I hope it takes, I wanna see you round with my babies…”
IV
Let's just put this out there, primal kink. He has a huge primal kink.
As soon as the words, “IV can you breed me,” leave her mouth, its over.
He’ll hold eye contact and tell her to run, gives her a headstart.
Of course once he catches her, he’s claiming his prize
Forcing her onto the ground and ripping off her bottoms, making her present her cunt to him
He’s feral for it, needs to stuff her full over and over again.
The air is pushed out of her, his hands between her shoulder blades forcing her into the ground underneath her. Her body trembles as her attempts to suck in the sweet taste of oxygen fail. IV hums pleased at the action of his lover, seeing her at his mercy, his for the taking.
“IV… please!” She whines out, body yearning for the man above her. He chuckles softly to himself and grinds his hips into her behind, “You want to be bred… You wanna take my seed in the name of Sleep?” He doesn’t even let her finish her pathetic chants of “yes yes yesyesyes!” before ripping her bottoms apart just enough for her weeping slit to be exposed.
IV growls deep in his chest, the sight before him enticing him more than ever. Her trembling body, covered in a light layer of dirt, the pathetic look in her eyes, not forgetting the torn clothes showing what he is about to claim.
He grabs a hand full of her ass, spreading it apart before moving down face to face with her dripping cunt. She tensed up confused by the actions of the male, entrance clinching and unclinching with readiness.
A deep purr is heard from his chest, his nose inching closer and closer to the delicious smell of her cunt. “Gonna eat this to make you ready for my knot…”
She moans softly at his words, allowing herself to be moved into the perfect position for the vessel to eat her from behind. His tongue quickly swipes up the thick drool of her arousal, moaning at the taste of her readiness for him. His eyes roll back into his skull, the need for his lover’s taste growing stronger at the teasing taste. Said lover giggles softly, pushing her hips back, another tease to entice the male. She only stops when she feels his lips wrapping around her clit.
IV forms a tight sucking seal around her Clit, sucking and flicking his tongue, tasting the sweet flavor of his lover’s breedable cunt. She moans loudly, rubbing her face into the grass underneath her as a form of pleasurable escape. The male chuckles before moving his fingers into her cunt, slowly pushing one finger in. She whines, everything beginning to feel extra sensitive to the touch of the vessel.
IV pulls back away from her clit, pushing his tongue inside beside his fingers, drinking her as though she is the greatest nectar to the world. “IV IV Fucckk…” She moans out, toes curling ha she reaches back to push the vessel closer to her wetness. He groans, pulling his fingers away to bury his face deeper into the wet drool of her arousal.
A soft growl of frustration pulls from his throat, angry with the mask getting in the way of wanting to devour his lover. “Fucking hell, Just need to…” He cuts himself off, throwing the mask away and burying his tongue deeper into her cunt. She yelps out in surprise and moans loudly at the feeling of the wet muscle thrusting in and out of her cunt.
Once he is thoroughly satisfied and believes she is wet enough to take his cock and knot, IV pulls away staring down at his lover in amusement and slight awe. He had wrecked her into a flushed mess of pants and moans. Her face, wet with tears and drool, yet he hadn’t even begun to fuck her yet, cock still aching and twitching in his pants for her. IV softly slaps her ass and pulls her further into a presenting breeding-style position, angling her back into a beautiful arch with her ass pressed heavily against his shaft.
“Please… breed me IV. In the name of Sleep like you had said? Please…” She babbles out, almost missing the fact her lover had begun to pull his pants down to mid-thigh, exposing his reddish purple tip. Having edged himself the whole day prior to their hunt so he could give her a good load for the taking.
He grunted in response, teasing his tip against her hole, wetting it with her slick. IV gently pushed the tip in before pulling it out, allowing her to whine for more of whatever he was willing to offer. Her pleas did not fall on deaf ears as he was beginning to leak pre all over her slick, needing to be inside her at the exact moment.
The first push did little, having to stop once she clenched and a paid moan escaped her, “Too big…” She whined, attempting to force herself to relax into his touch. IV ran his fingers through her hair, down her bad, teasing goosebumps to raise on her skin, all while softly purring to his mate, “You’re doing amazing..”
His gentleness and encouraging words allowed her to finally relax her cunt and allowed him to slowly push in the rest of the way. IV, while sometimes an animal, was not a beast and allowed her to adjust to the girth of his cock. The soft throbbing and veins of said cock indicating just how badly he wanted to mate and breed his lover.
IV’s tip, just barely brushing her cervix, girth stretching her to the near painful levels, he slowly pulled back, thrusting back in with force. Enough force to knock the little bit of air out of her lungs, knocking a soft scream out of her chest. Their sounds and moans echoing throughout the forest, the birds have seemingly gone quiet and still to the sounds of hips to ass, wetness of his mate’s juicy cunt being pounded by his thick rob.
“IV! Fuucckkk yes yes! Fuck me like an animal please…!” She pleads, nails digging into the dirt under her, ass bouncing back against his cock. He grabs her thigh and lifts it up, forcing her to balance on her front half and her left knee. His grip was bruising but allowed him to bury his cock much deeper into the sweet gripping warmth of her.
“Fuck yeah take my cock, my breeding bunny, so good!” He growls, adding more force to the thrust of his hips, digging his cock into the sobbing woman.
Her moans are turning into hiccups of sobs and his name, her throat going raw with the screams of pleasure caused by the cock inside of her. Her wetness spread across both of their thighs, his pants, and cock. The white cream of her cunt around the base of his cock drove him closer to the edge. He growled softly at the unexpected closeness, moving his free hand to her cunt, forcing her already sensitive clit to accept the rough treatment.
She tights unexpectedly, screaming, “yes yes fucckkk thank you sir!” As her orgasm crashes over her at the simple touch. IV chuckles softly, dropping her leg to grab her hips and fucking into her with wild abandonment. The vessel began chasing his own orgasm, everything in his being wanting to breed and obsess over his lover’s semen-filled cunt.
The simple thought had IV pushing his knot deeper and deeper into her oversensitive cunt, forcing out a pathetic maon from the mostly fucked up and sleepy woman. He growls, deep within his chest very similar to the beginning of the hunt, stuffing her willing pussy with everything from the edging and the night.
“Fucking take it bunny.” He laughs darkly, “You’re all mine now.” She smiles lazily and clenches around his knot… “I know big guy…”
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Intense
Fandom: Sleep Token (Band)
Pairing: Vessel x Female reader x III
Length: Long
Summary: Your eepy roommates suggest they can help you out.
Warnings: NSFW 18 + ONLY, LISTEN UP PUNK I know what I'm about ok and I shouldn't even have to to explain this but for ffs this is for funsies, fictional purposes only. I don't know these British men and I don't claim to! But am I having an absolute ball listening to them everyday day since I heard Dark Signs??? Absolutely. I have not and will not know peace on Earth ever again so with that being said... my lizard brain wants to shoot my shot and get sandwiched between Vessel and III (purely based off their on stage personas) and I'm pretty sure all us worshippers would enjoy kneeling and begging for forgiveness for all the eepy guys. DON'T LIE TO ME; I'll know. ;) One late night thot lead us down this path so here ya' go, we've got: strong language, explicit content, MFM relations, polyamorous activities, kissing, oral (m receiving), p in v, protected sex, unprotected sex (don't do it!), double vaginal, dirty talking, creampie III is a mess, Vessel is along for the ride and you're indulging in the spoils of detailed smut.
Tagging: @synnersaint my ride or die
ENJOY!!!
You stare at the red numbers on the clock next to your bed. You blink.
Unfortunately unfazed by the hum-drum pace and the position you've found yourself in.
Ugh, how did this happen again?
The man on top of you, circling his hips against your own, balls deep in your cunt should be fun, exciting, a turn-on at least but you just laid there, once again, taking it but not getting anything out of it. You faked it the last three times just to get him to get off you, out of your apartment and out the door so you could finish yourself off with some post nut clarity. Which is what you should've done in the first place.
The first time you had sex with him, you chalked it up to nerves. It'd been a few months for him and a bit longer for you at this point. The second time you excused it as you did go out for drinks earlier in the night and the last one was just plain awful. No foreplay, bit your neck too hard and pretty much gave you a titty-twister which was not fun; at all.
But he's nice! And funny, easy to talk to you and here you are, making more excuses for a man who can't even get you off. This is just pathetic, girl.
You felt bad faking your enthusiasm but even as you moved in unison with him, hearing him huff and grate out oh my fucking god for the fifth time, he didn't even have a clue.
So you dialed it up, two more minutes had passed with him just thrusting inside you, he didn't even notice you weren't as wet as before. What a fucking disaster.
You sighed and made your O face, biting your lip and holding his waist, the slapping of skin sped up briefly before he pulled out with a groan of your name, panting as he jerked himself, tore off the condom and came on the inside of your thigh.
Fucking finally.
Your date was quick to get dressed, mentioning something about an early shift change. He gave you chaste kiss on the corner of your mouth, cupping your face as an afterthought as you followed him out of your bedroom.
"I'll text you when I get home. I-- oh!"
You bounced against his back, stunned as to why he's just stopped like that when you peer around his frame. There on the couch in your living room sat your roommates.
"Oh my-- what are you guys doing home?" You asked, frantically looking between the two sober faces and their luggage by the front door. Well more like the painted chin of one and the eyes of the other. You were hyperaware of the drying cum on your leg and crossed your fingers and toes they didn't hear your activities or what remained to be seen.
"We live here, remember?" Vessel waved one of his hands, III nodding along.
"When you said you had roommates I just assumed they were other girls." Your bedfellow side talked to you as to not alert your boys.
"Is that a problem?" You asked.
"No I just uh," he looked at III when he stood, an attempt to intimidate. "It's fine um... I'll call you."
"Well that was rude," Vessel announced, joining his brother after he left. "Didn't even introduce himself."
"He won't be around for long. I wouldn't worry about it." You dryly chuckled before embracing both of them. Vessel cupped the back of your head, pressing his chin into your hair before letting III swoop you up in his gangly arms and gave you two solid spins. "Put me down! You reek."
"Ah, the mask has seen better days I'm afraid. Can't wait to get a hot shower and something in my belly. Road livin' ain't what its' cracked up to be, ya' know?" III admitted.
"Um, let me get changed and I'll make you guys some food," you jogged out of the living room, calling over your shoulder. "Lord knows what you boys eat on the road!"
....
"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course," You paused the movie and turned to face Vessel on the chaise lounge part of the couch, long limbs sprawled out, ankles crossed and rocking. "What's up?"
Vessel twisted his painted mouth before asking an out of pocket question. "Why do you torture yourself?"
Taken aback you wondered what he meant and crossed your legs. "What? What do you mean?"
"I think you know what I mean." When you showed your genuine confusion, he sat up. "Your little boy toy. Not that III and I have been cheeky little perverts and eavesdropping on your late night escapades but... we can't help but be concerned. Either you're a silent climaxer, some people are and that's totally fine and we're bold to assume or your partner isn't doing it right."
"Excuse me?"
"We've only been home a few weeks and we've heard him far more than we've heard you," Vessel explained, ignoring your anxious fidgeting and cuticle picking. "What we have heard though, is a lot of buzzing after your friend leaves."
Oh. My. God.
Your heart is hammering in your chest, desperate to get out of, out of your body and on the run. Blood pounds in your ears at the audacity of this whole conversation. Your roommates have heard you getting off, know you have toys, know your friends with benefits is lacking the benefits part and that you'd not been taken care of. You wished it was still cooler out and you could grab the usual throw off the back of the couch and hide away underneath.
"What are you guys talkin' about?" III popped in, holding a glass of chocolate milk, an absurdly long and coiled straw was hidden beneath his mask as he sucked dramatically.
Vessel smirked. "Oh just Y/N and how her new beau can't get her off."
"Oh finally! I've been dying for this conversation," III exclaimed and excited plopped down next to Vessel, scooching closer and leaning forward as he drank some more. "So what gives? Give us the goods."
"I don't... he knows what he's doing, it's just--"
"It's just he's bad at it." III giggled.
"I can get off, okay?"
"Yeah, we know that. Just not with him."
"I... fine. It might not even be him you know," you tried. "Maybe it's me. Maybe I can't get out fast enough."
Vessel quirked his mouth. "Get out of what exactly?"
"My own head. I think too much, you know that. I need to feel everything in order to shut my brain off and not worry about how many loads of laundry I need to do, when I need to switch out my sheets, did I pick up my towel in the bathroom? What should I have for lunch tomorrow."
The boys looked between themselves, shrugging and looking bewildered.
"You... you think about all that stuff all while having sex?" III snorted and shook his head. "You're a madwoman, you know that?"
"I'm trying not to think of those things!"
"That's what I was afraid of," Vessel took III's now finished drink away from him and set it down. "If you want, we could help you out. Save you the trouble and the energy and uh, some battery power."
You chuckled. "You're joking. You two are gonna' help me out."
"Just say the word and we belong to you," Vessel crooned, licking his top lip. The pink of his tongue was such a juxtaposition to he obsidian black that covered his face, his arms and hands, his body. "This could be a one time deal, if it's not up to your standards, we don't have to mention it ever again or... it could be a three times a week sort of thing."
"Three times a week?!" You screeched.
"That's up to you."
....
"So uh have you guys like... done this before?" Your voice doesn't even sound like your own, shaky, breathy, uneven and higher pitched. You pointed between the duo and yourself. You hadn't but your incognito search history might say you've looked at it a few times.
They admitted their deep rooted feelings about you. Your stomach flipped for Vessel's breathy pet name of Duchess, your toes curled for III's Sweetness.
With the way they looked at you, you couldn't even remember his name at this point.
Vessel shrugged. "Just with you."
"Just me?" You balked, you knew the guys were close, sometimes skin tight so to find out they'd not acted out was stunning and a major green light. "Oh um, I'm flattered. iI think."
"You should be. III isn't much of a talker, speaks his mind when need be."
"Unless its' dirty." III piped up with a shrug of his own, with the way his eyes wrinkled you could tell he was all smiles under that mask.
"A little tact there, brother!" Vessel scolded him, giving a backhand to his arm. "Don't scare her off."
"What? She should know. You should know. I am dripping with sin."
"III!"
"What? We're all adults here, right? An' we're talking about fucking each other so who cares?! And she might even like it. Do you like dirty talk, sweetness?" III asked with a tilt of his head.
"Uh I um... I. Well..."
"Do you," III stood and got closer, much closer, swaying his way to close the gap between you. He stood with his legs on the outside of your own. He tilted his head the opposite way and kept his eyes trained your face, the heat from the eye contact made you hot. His painted thumb touched your chin. "Like that?"
You'd never felt this kind of intimacy, this heightened level of attraction and arousal and it made you nervously laugh at the thought that it was radiating off your friends like a fucking forest fire.
You swallowed. "Yes."
"Aha! Knew it. Those pretty eyes and that fucking mouth are hiding plenty of secrets, yeah?" III pointed, that thumb of his traced along your jaw before pushing gently on the underside, making you look all the way up at him.
If they wanted to play, you thought, I guess... let's play.
"Maybe."
"Oh! Now we're getting somewhere," III chuckled and looked over at Vessel before touching your shoulder, moving the strap of your sleep shirt back and forth. His hands were hot, scorching your skin as he touched the light fabric. "Should I undress you or should you undress me? Or maybe Vessel wants to unwrap us both. What do you think?"
"I think--" your throat constricted before keeping his ardent eye contact. "I think I want to undress you first."
III liked that idea, he wiggled his shoulders and raised his arms. "I'm all yours, mama."
....
His hoodie is the first thing to go, floating down to the floor. A black compression shirt separates flesh and bone, it comes off easily over his head. He's only half painted there. You can see streaks of his skin, soft and smooth, hidden from view. His stomach tightens when you trail your hand down his chest, foreign to your hands.
"I think about you, ya' know? Not to be pervy or bold but... you are the prettiest thing we've ever seen."
His compliments make you warm, you clench around nothing.
He suddenly grabs your hand and moves it higher. "Feel that. You make my heart fuckin' pound like crazy. The first time I saw you in that green sundress, you know, the one with the little daises on it... fuck me," III admitted and dramatically bit his fist. "I've never been so hard in my life!"
You know the dress in question. It's hanging in the front of your closet. Guess it'll be making a debut and turn III on once again.
"Oh yeah? Well maybe next time I wear it... I won't wear anything underneath."
III made the deepest of groans, moving your hand down his ribs while he undid his belt. "Fuckin' hell, don't tease me woman."
"You don't like that?"
"I like it too much! That's the problem."
His zipper was so fucking loud, it cut through the room like a hot knife. Smooth and seamless, even Vessel had to clear his throat. You looked over at him on the chaise, legs wide spread, lithe arms outstreatched over the back cushions. With three separate eye holes in his mask, it was hard to tell where he was looking but in this moment you felt them boring straight into your own.
"Keep going," he hummed and visibly bit his lip. " 'm enjoying the show."
With III was just in his boxers, it was your turn. Your disrobing would be a lot quicker as you were in a light pajama set and crew socks. You mmiiced III and raised your arms above your head, his nimble fingers danced over your sides, dragging the material up and over your head. He tossed to Vessel, who out of your peripheral, had inhaled your scent on it. He did the same with your shorts.
The rush of cool fan air make your skin prickle, your clit throbbed when you fully noticed the outline of III's cock. Jesus.
III got on his knees and lifted one your feet, gripping your ankle.
"No. Keep them on." Vessel spoke, pushing himself up off the couch and sauntered over to you, fully nude and on display. He embraced your face, pressing his forehead to yours before slinking behind III when he stood.
Vessel's painted arms looped around III's, locking them behind his back. III made a noise.
"Take him out," Vessel instructed with a low gasp. "Take him out and see what you do to him. Same as what you do to me. Hell, all of us, duchess."
ALL OF US?!
Before you got on your own knees, you touched III's hips, hooking your thumbs just beneath the fabric and dragged them down. His cock made the softest and prettiest thud against his lower belly. Your eyes bounced from their faces, down to his leaking cock and back again.
"He wasn't lying," Vessel chuckled, his chin now draped over III's shoulder. You met his eyes. "You make him rock fuckin' hard, love. Want her to take all o' that? Nah... you need her to take care of that, don't you?"
"Fuck yes." III whined. "Please."
"How are you gonna' help our good boy, love?"
III shook before your even touched him, you on your knees before him was enough to have him looking frantic. Completely at your and Vessel's mercy, you took him in your hand first, getting familiar with his length before dipping your head in worship, opening your mouth. You hesitated for the briefest of moments before angling him deeper and further into your mouth.
It was a good thing Vessel was holding him up because you felt and saw III's knees wobble once you got your stride, gliding your hands up and around his thighs, arching closer with your fingers reaching his ribcage. Your palms against his skin felt every twitch, every jolts, every fucking sigh. The noise that strangled out from his throat when you dragged your nails down his stomach had you clenching around absolutely nothing.
"That's it, you're doing such a good job, love bug. Atta' girl, get 'em off real good, yeah?"
"Yeah yeah, fuck yeah," III whined and bucked his hips, "Your mouth feels so fucking good. Suckin' me off real sweet, mama. Give it to me."
"She's good with that mouth, hmmm?"
"Oh fuck V...wait 'til she oh shit, right there-- wait 'til she's gaggin' on you. O-oh my God."
When III took the Lord's name in vain it sounded so sweet in comparison to your other lover. You could feel yourself getting wetter, more powerful than you ever had with him. You took their words of praise, locked them in a little safe in the back of your mind for safe keeping.
"You're lucky I don't shove your ass out of the way then." Vessel teased and III mewled with delight.
....
III made grabby hands at you, wiggling his fingers as he laid out on the chaise part of the couch. He wiggled, tapped and pointed towards his mouth too.
When you climbed on top of him, his arms engulfed you, bringing you chest to chest. You kissed his face over his mask, startled when he suddenly pulled the chin part of it up to his nose and kissed you for real. You whined and kissed him back harder and faster, tasting his mouth, licking inside of it. He smacked and grabbed your ass, groaning against your lips.
"You two are fuckin divine," Vessel breathed, shouldering off his robe finally, unzipping his own jeans. "Fuckin’ hell, what a sight."
You turned your head to his silky voice, watching him stroke himself.
You were in big fucking trouble.
III nipped your arm. "Want you. I want you so fucking badly. Think it'll fit? Think you can take it?"
You took a breath and held his cock, hot and ready against your pussy. Rocking against the crown, splitting your lips to ready you for him. You licked your lips and lowered down on it, your mouth instantly opening.
"Fuck yes."
"Good God!"
"Shit... a little more, love and you'll take him all the way in. That's it." Vessel cooed and pet your head, then your face. "Kiss him again."
With his heavy hand on your head you kissed III tongue first, the sounds of you two kissing had Vessel praising both of you, leaving him breathless.
III grabbed your hips, rolling and fucking up into you, breathing you in.
You and III stilled at the sudden dip of the couch.
Vessel's hand on your shoulder, his other ghosted and trailed over III's mask and vulnerable chin and mouth behind you. He lost it at that, whimpering against your cheek, a new flood of arousal coating your walls.
"Just relax pretty girl. We've got you, we got you."
"What are you--"
Vessel's thick fingers reached around your front, pressing and swirling down around your clit. "We're both gonna' fit. Just remember to breathe for us, ok?"
Holy shit. This was intense.
III's arm surged up and over your shoulder to touch Vessel, ghosting over his naked hip, gripping his bare skin.
"I've got you both. Trust me."
It was your idea to lift up, empty of III only to arch and take a deep push of Vessel. You frowned and touched III's face when Vessel pulled completely out. You both gasped when he spat. III squirmed and whined, the sudden intrusion of Vessel lining them both up against your hole, wedging their cocks inside you.
It didn't necessarily hurt, more pressure than anything and for fucks sake, you'd never felt so full in your life.
"Fuck V! Give us a warning, holy fuck." III breathed when the frontman started to rock and move. After a few minutes of fucked out bliss, it seemed like Vessel was fucking III through your body.
He smeared his face along your spine, your shoulder, leaving wet open mouthed kisses along your neck and ear.
"Good fucking God duchess, you are absolutely soaked for us, aren't you? Can feel you really start to open up for us now, yeah? Fuck you're amazing. Isn't she?"
"Ye-yeah yeah. Positively sweet," III's eyes sparkled in an amorous way. You kissed him hard. "Can't wait to have a taste of you, sweetness."
The thought of him working his mouth on you made you keen and fuck down on them.
Limbs twisted and tangled, Vessel nipped a small, incredibly sensitive spot behind your ear before licking the shell of it. Humming and praising you with that gravely timber. He was touching you, holding onto one of your tits for stability and III did the same, using just the pad of his thumb to pebble your other nipple.
You would never recover, that much you were sure of. They were out for pain and pleasure.
On a particularly hard thrust from III your moan slipped into sex drunk chuckle.
"I think she likes it."
"I'm in fuckin' heaven." You breathed, reaching back to touch Vessel's thigh, digging your nailbeds in deep.
"That's it, you fuckin' naughty thing." His hand left your breast and found a new home around your throat, turning your head to face him and receive a sloppy kiss. III moaned at that.
"You two are fuckin-- ah shit. I'm close, fuck. Give it, give it to me."
Vessel's laugh against your lips made your walls constrict.
"Just like that!" III practically yelled, digging his fingers into your thighs, alternating to your hips, changing the tortuous pace. "Fuck, 'm gonna' bust, sweetness. Fuckin' cum inside you all nice and deep. Make it stick."
"Fuck me." You hung your head and rode it out, nothing but pure pleasure and bliss was shared between the three of you. And it was worth it. "Oh you guys... aha! I'm gonna' cum."
You couldn't remember the last time you came that hard with a partner and never with two! They both rubbed their hands and mouths over your skin, groping over your sandwiched body. Vessel's chest stuck to your back like glue, III grabbed and pushed both of your breasts together as he came shortly after with a grunt of your name, stringing along a beautiful array of obscenities.
"I've got you, I've got you both in my clutches now." Vessel's voice sounded like silk on glass next to your ear as he continued to thrust, spearing III's load all over your gummy walls. III reached out a lazy hand and Vessel took it, lacing their fingers together over your shoulder.
Skin on skin on skin.
III leaned up for another smooch with you greedily enjoyed, smacking your spit and lips together until all you could feel and hear was Vessel shudder behind you.
....
Vessel couldn't stop smiling as you giggled, helped to your bedroom, wedged between them on your bed as they cleaned you up. You would certainly need to clean up that side of the couch later. III was careful of your more tender bits, being stretched out and filled, removing black grease paint of where they were.
He drummed his fingers over your arms when he was finished, molding his body to yours. His head against the side of your neck. III soon joined in the snuggle, jumping into bed and under the covers with you. He gave you another kiss before pulling his mask back down, and pet Vessel's head.
Your phone buzzed when your boys had fallen asleep, you had a feeling of who it might be and if this is how the future looked; there was no way you were gonna' give this up.
#this kinda got outta hand but i'm into it so#these boys are so special#ugh i love them#little eppy boys#sleep token fanfiction#sleep token imagine#sleeip token fanfic#vessel x female reader#vessel x you#iii x you#iii x female reader#iii x reader#vessel x female reader x iii#vessel x you x iii#also there's not a whole lot of fics which is a tragedy cause these guys FUCK#part deux??#ENJOY!!!#heaven help me
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(Not proofread, I’m eepy) I’m in my feels out of nowhere (that time of month T-T) and my brain has developed severe rot:
Some implied(ish) Wrio x Neuvi, and reader/you has budding feelings for all 3 yet their strongest ones are for Neuvillette as they fell for him first. It’s open-ended, really. This could be a cool concept to build from and either be pure angst, angst with hurt/comfort and see who reader ends up with :) I mean: who knows! Maybe Neuvi and Wrio also like reader!
If anyone writes something like this, adds onto it, or has more brainrot PLEASE tag me or let me know!
Consider falling for the chief justice and pining hard from afar. You’re a Khaenri’ah survivor and have recent dealings with the Traveler on their travels so you understand the hardships of immortality and have bonded with Neuvillette whenever you had the chance to be alone with him under those circumstances. You were always polite, always cordial - with a modest temperament and humble expectation. You were one of the few who knew his true identity as well and made sure to honor and respect that. But it never changed - what you believed - was the strong chemistry between you two.
Then, you meet Wriothesley. Being observant as you are, you notice he’s much snarkier and - more or less - polite/accommodating than you’d imagine. You treat him with the same respect as others yet the two of you hit it off right away; your personality and personal goals are rather similar — even if yourself has more… subtle and reserved ways of expression.
Obviously it’s not long before the budding feelings beyond what you’d classify family or friends in form, and you are comfortable there, or so you say.
After all, why would either of them give you a second glance? Not when the two of them have a history and you’d only arrived with the Traveler in Fontaine a few months prior? Especially since — the Chief Justice and Duke seem to give each other glances and comments that seem beyond the scope of platonic friendship. After all, Neuvillette refrains from interpersonal relationships and Wriothesley has his own way of keeping people at an arms length beyond the scope of his work. Yet, the two of them seem to make exceptions for the other.
Were you not.. also an exception? You never voice this complaint and continue on either conversing as if nothing is wrong or you distance yourself from both altogether.
The two of them are good men and, in your opinion, deserving of happiness.
During your time in Fontaine you’ve grown close with Lyney (and his siblings) so - being as observant as he is - can put puzzle pieces together in time.
Lyney has always admired you and appreciated your concern for him, your lack of nagging yet your protective, respectful, admirable, and supportive qualities. You accepted him for him despite the walls he so carefully crafted to keep others out and keep his facade up. You see him, see right through him (and others; it’s a feat he’s good at but you seem naturally better) and for that… well. It’s not long before his own developing feelings form.
He just wishes the other two objects of your affection hadn’t left you in tatters. Do they not see you? Not notice? Whether or not they do, and whether or not Lyney acts on his feelings doesn’t matter.
He will appreciate you. He will accept you. He will see you. Just as you have for him.
#.brainrot#neuvillette x reader#implied wriolette#wriothesley x reader#lyney x reader#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin x reader angst
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Proxies with a fem reader going to a pumpkin patch so she can pick out her pumpkin? :>
Proxies and Fem!Reader going to a pumpkin patch!
obligatory toby is platonic but tbh i dont think romance ties too much into these specific hcs
also i havent been to a pumpkin patch in years so im really scraping my brain trying to remeber what people do asides pick pumpkins...and google... a lot of google...
i admit i had to fight myself not to make this a group thing where it's all together but im 80% sure you wanted these separate
no unique gifs for each character, too eepy (its 6am rn and i couldnt sleep for the life of me SOBS)
Masky:
I feel like out of the three he's probably going to give the most resistance, he just doesn't like being around where loads of people may be; too much noise you know? But with enough coaxing and reassurance I do believe you can convince him to tag along
Most straight forward about it, wants it to be in and out, so he kinda beelines and tries to find a pair of pumpkins that'll do
"Babe... those ones are too small to carve..." "They're. Average."
Sorry I had to make that joke
Anyways
Out of all the activities there you might get him to sit down for a hayride if it's not too too packed!
Overall it's an okay experience, but really this guy would prefer the pumpkin carving at home after the fact; out on a porch sitting next to one another, alone in comfortable silence! He saves the seeds to make into snacks later
Hoodie:
A little more willing to go out! I feel like he's the easiest in terms of talking into stuff! As long as it's not anything dangerous he's more than willing to spend time with you.... all the better to keep his eye on you.. both in a cute aww he wants to protect you way and a creepy way but hey that's creepypasta for you
If they're offering shitty quickly constructed rides count him in, he's going to be the one dragging you!
While I'm not sure what rides would be there I'm sure there'd be but you're gonna be there for way longer than originally planned
Saving this for another day but Ferris Wheel trope where it gets stuck, one of y'all totally shouldn't send in a character for me to do that for wink wink nudge nudge
Probably the most emotive you see Hoodie, ever, it's actually a little jarring at first but it's cute in it's own way that he's getting all hyped up over some rides
overall? y'all forget to actually. pick pumpkins so you guys have to almost immediately return to go browse at the pumpkins that remain. Does the thing where you knock on produce to make sure it sounds right. Does he know what he's going or what he's looking for? No clue but hey there's that mental image, Hoodie kneeling down on the ground, head pressed against a pumpkin and tapping it
Ticci Toby:
Pretends to not wanna go but really he's totally fucking stoked that you wanna go somewhere with him, him? like him him? Toby? Well if you insist-
That bit sounded mean but I believe Toby feels.... I don't know how to put it but like I think it's because he used to be bullied and left out that he still gets a little surprised when you willingly invite him to hang out; not that he's complaining though
Haunted corn maze. This fucker beelines for the corn maze. You have lost your silly friend with an affinity for collecting empty snail shells (hc)
Good luck trying to find him, if it's one of those mazes with scare actors he's not going to flinch or scream so there goes your audio cue
Eventually you do find him though! So it's not totally disastrous! It just takes you upwards of fifteen minutes because you yourself got lost before looping back to the entrance, only to find this little shit sitting right by the entrance
Seriously how the fuck did he do that?
No clue
You know how sometimes pumpkins are bumpy or a lil... off looking? Leave it to this fucker to make several jokes about how they look, primarily ragging on the bumpier ones
"Hey look, it looks like you" "shut the fuck up"/j
Generally a very good time as long as you ignore the small heart attack you got when Toby disappeared! Good luck cleaning the mess after carving up your pumpkins
He probably tries to see what the guts taste like
idk what raw pumpkin guts taste like
not sure if its any good because ive only tried pre canned pumpkin puree and used it for baking so idk if it tastes good straight from the source
#creepypasta headcanon#creepypasta x reader#creepypasta x you#masky headcanons#masky x reader#hoodie imagines#hoodie x reader#ticci toby x reader#ticci toby x you
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OC Questionnaire
I was tagged by @stargazer-sims, @drawing-way-outside-the-lines, @bool-prop, and @happy-lemon. Hehehehehe now I get to do more than one! 😈
Aiden Ayy 👽
Name: Aiden Ayy
Nickname: He was definitely that kid who tried to nickname himself and then got frustrated when nothing stuck. Despite his best childhood efforts, Aiden has no nicknames. 😭
Gender: Male
Star sign: Gemini ♊
Height: 5'8"
Orientation: Pansexual
Nationality/Ethnicity: 100% Sixamite
Favorite Fruit: On Earth, pineapple. On Sixam, grarglefroot. It's basically a pineapple except blue.
Favorite Season: Spring.
Favorite Flower: I think I answered this before in a different post with some wild ass flower that looks like it belongs on an alien planet which is great worldbuilding and all but I literally forgot what it was so let's go with basic bitch roses. 😅
Favorite Scent: Cinnamon.
Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: Aiden is up for any of these as long as they're spiked. He hasn't yet learned that not everyone does that all the time and that it makes you look like you have a problem if you do.
Average Hours of Sleep: Aiden doesn't actually need sleep! He meditates to restore his brain power but sleep isn't necessary for him. He's a lot like D&D elves in that way. He can choose to sleep if he wants to, though, because dreams are fun and he looks cute when he's eepy. 🥺
Dogs or Cats: Yes. Any animal at all, really. Aiden is fascinated with them.
Dream Trip: Sixam. Poor baby wants to go home. 😭
Number of Blankets: "I'm worried what you just heard was 'give me a lot of blankets'. What I said was 'give me all the blankets you have.' Do you understand?"
Random Fact: Aiden is based on a Sim I created in the Sims 2 when I was 18 for a Bachelorette Challenge. It was, predictably, a disaster, and the poor baby kept having mental breakdowns. I decided it was because he was new to Earth and the stress of all the unfamiliarity wore heavily on him, but it was definitely because I didn't know how to cheat needs at the time. He got a visit from the invisible psychiatrist more than once, you know? It became a character trait! Aiden, the nervous alien who just wants love. 👽💚
Roman Gallan 🧜♂️
Name: Roman Gallan
Nickname: "Hey Asshole". Guess who gave him that one. Go on, guess. (It was his little sister)
Gender: Male
Star sign: Leo ♌
Height: 5'11"
Orientation: Gay
Nationality/Ethnicity: Icthyan
Favorite Fruit: He's super fond of this obscure Earth fruit called a "lemon". He eats them whole, peel and all. Somebody please teach him not to do this. 😐
Favorite Season: Summer
Favorite Flower: Any and all wildflowers.
Favorite Scent: Cedar. Beating the moth accusations for sure.
Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: Coffee. He likes it bitter and strong enough to crawl out of the cup under its own power.
Average Hours of Sleep: 5 or 6. He should probably sleep more but it's kind of hard when the distorted whispers of the primordial god that created your planet are emanating from your eye sockets. Most Icthyans learn to accept it as kind of a cursed ASMR, but Roman tends to sleep light anyway.
Dogs or Cats: Cats.
Dream Trip: It says here in my notes that he's always wanted to visit Uranu--ROMAN, SERIOUSLY?!
Number of Blankets: Roman's a hot sleeper, so no blankets for him, thanks.
Random Fact: Like all Icthyans, Roman is amphibious. He has lungs and can breathe on dry land like any Earth Sim, but he's also able to breathe underwater for an extended period of time.
I think everybody and their dog has done this one by now considering ol' Professional Crastinator Laura's stellar time management skills. 🙄 Let's throw a few names out, though. @miss-may-i, @treason-and-plot, @llamabees, @bellakenobi, @kimmiessimmies, @rebelangelsims, @moyokeansimblr, @id-element0. As always, ignore if you've already done it or just don't want to.
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hi neli!!!!
you probably noticed how i was going crazy in my tags over ur art jghkkjg, i just now remembered that asks exist and that i should drop in to say smth
first of all, i LOVE your art!!!! ur style is suuuper cute, and your silly little mice drawings are some of my faves in the patb fandom💕 i'm especially happy abt seeing a bunch of sleepy snuggling ones, i literally think about pinky and brain cutely sleeping together all the time but couldn't find any fanart like that, so ur blog is like a dream come true to me!! like honestly i saw them and went 🤯🤯🤯😫😫🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰
i genuinely love all artists in the patb fandom bc there's a tooon of wonderful talented and original ppl, but ur style is definitely one of the cutest imo, i looove when ppl draw mice fluffy and with huge ears!!!! i think it partially reminds me of bunnies, so they end up looking like two coolest rodents at the same time!! aand that also makes ur dark pinky fanart cooler, because dp looks adorable but is still a bad bitch so it kinda creates a contrast of sorts jgkhj i love that sm
but like mice aside, ur woy fanart is so cool?? AND YOUR WARNER SIBS ARE ACTUALLY AMAZING???? i kind of wish you would draw warners more just because they look so nice in ur style (its okay tho if u want to just draw gay mice i totally respect that💯💯)
also this is a bit unrelated but i was sooo surprised to see someone reblogging m&m stuff kljklkjljl (as in мастер и маргарита), не каждый день тут встретишь ценителей русской культуры 😌
anyway, amazing blog, amazing art, amazing taste in music (against the kitchen floor is literally pov brain realised that he's way too avoidant and you can't change my mind), u are very cool and i'm glad i found u on here👍👍
with love from blooky💜
OH MP GOD. For your information im not used to receive so many compliments at the same time and I’m kinda overwhelmed, but in a very positive way. THANK YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH ???? Drawing eepy snuggling mice is something I’ve been made for, that’s kind of my favorite genre of brinky art </3 I’m glad you love my art style, too, i love drawings the mice with huge ears, they’re so silly <3
I actually want to draw Warner sibs more, i just still didn’t completely develop an artstyle for them, but i miss them so much.
Also THE MASTER AND MARGARITA APPRECIATOR??? I literally FELL IN LOVE with this book the second I finished it, not to mention that I’m a huge Russian classics enjoyer in general, but Bulgakov has some books that i can reread many times and not get bored. Кстати русский я тоже неплохо знаю (8 лет жизни в России дают о себе знать) :3
Anyways. THANK YOU. SO SO MUCH. YOU LITERALLY MADE MY MORNING, MIGHT AS WELL A WHOLE DAY. IM LITERALLY SOBBING /POS. PLANTS A SMOOCH ON YOUR FOREHEAD THROUGH THE SCREEN /p
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HIII BRAINROT :D
It’s been months since i was last in your askbox but i check your page daily because i love your work 🥲 (got me through my finals no joke)
As always my hyperfixation is music of so many genres and I had to pick a few favorites for the main 6 that I think are so Them™️!
Julian
the first cutie patootie ever (he needs more than therapy.)
- The Night by Aurelio Voltaire
- Mess is Mine by Vance Joy
- Stay With Me by Sam Smith
- Creature by Half•Alive
- Toes by Glass Animals
- Youth by Glass Animals
- If I Speak by Frank the Baptist (it sounds like a sea shanty to me 🧚🏼♀️)
Asra
Not too big on Asra so my analysis might not be accurate!
- Gooey by Glass Animals
- Borderline by Tame Impala
- Escapism from the Steven Universe soundtrack
- Homage by Mild High Club
- Brain & Heart by Melanie Martinez
- Pink + White by Frank Ocean (totally not bc this song and Asra are both ethereal haha..)
- Choking on Flowers by Fox Academy
Nadia
the woman 💕 It was tough finding songs to fit her but i attempted hehe
- Au Revoir by Malice Mizer
- Show Me How by Men I Trust
- rises the moon by liana flores
- Asleep Among Endives
- Smooth Operator by Sade
Muriel
He would love music in the same way he loves nature prove me wrong
- Dawn in the Adan by Ichiko Aoba
- Gilded Lily by Cults
- I’ll Be There by Strawberry Guy
- TrusT by Half•Alive
- Mountains by Message To Bears
Portia
WIFEY ™️ she’s so amazing and grggggahsggsdnfn i love her
- Fish in the Sea by Liana Flores
- Blow My Brains Out by Tikkle Me
- Fine by Lemon Demon
- Empire Ants by Gorillaz
- Russian by Caravan Palace
- Arms Tonite by Mother Mother
- Hidden in the Sand
Lucio
last but not least, the silliest! His songs are mostly upbeat with a deeper meaning imo :3
- I’m Still Here/Jim’s Theme from Treasure Planet
- My Type by Saint Motel (works wonderfully with Julian too)
- Love Me Normally by Will Wood
- Charlie’s Inferno by That Handsome Devil
- Origami by Capital Cities
-Still Feel by Half•Alive
- Cake by the Ocean (purely meant as a joke bc of the baewatch tale but take it as you will!)
This is all i’ve got currently cause I’m eepy but i do hope you like them! do remember to take breaks if you need them ‼️
Hiya! Oh my goodness, @vegaspng it's so nice to hear from you!! And congratulations on getting through finals, that is not an easy thing to accomplish. I'm humbled and honored that my writing was able help just a little bit ^.^
Those are all wonderful suggestions! I've put as many of them as possible on the playlist (there were one or two I couldn't find on spotify) and I'm putting these on the tag too, thank you for sending them!! :D
#ask arcana brainrot#arcana brainrot playlist#the arcana#the arcana headcanons#the arcana hc#the arcana game
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Hihi Exie!! Idk if you saw or not (and it’s totally fine if you didn’t) but I posted a new Tron fic, if you’d like to read it?? (I forgot to tag you when I posted about it😔 I’m sorry)
Sadly no new sleep token dreams on my end🙃 maybe I should try going to sleep listening to them, trick my brain haha.
Hope you have a good evening!!🖤
hiiiiiiii my sweet sweet fox!!!!
i didn’t see- tumblr is being mean and hiding my moots posts again 😤
but yay! i’m so proud of you! running to read it because i have been out of fic lately lmaooo i’m so excited. reading fic of worlds that other people are passionate about and i know nothing of is really fun!
i hope you get some dreams of the eepies- my only trick right now is stressing over my ritual so they keep popping up 😂 probably not the best tactic though 🤔 definitely try listening to them as you fall asleep though lol, even meditating and thinking about them can help! i need to do more dream research- i know there’s really not much legit stuff in it but i think freud was onto something! and at the very least dreams are fun to think about lol
#exie’s ask box#fox🥰#i think that’s the tag idek my tag system anymore and tumblr isn’t suggesting anything#but i hope sleep blesses you with more dreams! those boys are always a treat to see when i’m sleeping lol#and i can’t wait to read your fic!!!
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more miscellaneous tokimitsu aoshi headcanons !! ^0^
watch out for: maybe a tinge of angst but nothing serious. not proofread!! tagging @tokimitski <33
mastered zoning out to the point where he could go a whole day while mentally somewhere else if he wanted to but he never does because something eventually happens (aka 18 minutes after the zoning out starts) and he has to reconnect to earth, so he's a bit of a paradox
has the most oddly SPECIFIC list of irrational fears
"buses with single-person seats that are far off the ground scare me :(" "i dont like going to grocery stores that have vegetable sections with a really high ceiling, they make me feel small" "i avoid walking next to trees during autumn and winter because i always have this feeling the branches will crack and fall on me" BRO????
he has respect for everyone but particularly admires yukimiya (brains and looks), otoya (rizz) and bachira (personality). basically everything that he lacks <- (objectively incorrect btw except for the rizz :3)
favourite haribo bear is the pineapple one
the guy that goes vegan after every animal documentary he watches but fails after 3 days because his mom worked really hard on dinner and he doesn't want to see her sad :(
likes watching makeup removal videos, especially the asmr ones
chronic back pain from always folding into himself
has a really lowkey friendship with nagi
gets along really well with zantetsu (their friendship is cute i know it argue with my left nut)
unironically still believes in those chain messages, like the curse of carmen winstead and all that 😨
has chubby cheeks that are terrifyingly squeezeable
projectile vomited at his cousin's 10th birthday party after eating cake then doing 6 rounds of just dance
he has never returned to that cousin's house again
shoujo lover, faves are kimi ni todoke and mermaid melody
during peak summer temperatures, freckles on his shoulder and neck start to become visible
sometimes wonders if his eyes are too weird or off putting (cause they're really big yknow)
has a strong "follow the crowd" mentality (am i implying that's the reason he entered blue lock.....we may never know)
LIVES FOR HEAD SCRATCHES
please give him pats or scratch his head lightly
if he's freaking out and you start doing it, he melts into you and starts to get eepy :>
....sometimes wakes up with his thumb between his lips....
hoarder because of emotional attachment to ANYTHING
at some point definitely went a whole school year without participating in a single class
a bit of a himbo
^ shidou once said that to him and he still doesnt know whether to take it nicely or badly
weighted blanketed connoisseur
HATES IKEA SO MUCH OH MY GOD NEVER TAKE HIM THERE
he's gone there a total of 5 times and every single time, he got lost. he had to curl up in a corner and wait for his group to come look for him
#berry.writes <3#he's my#my#meeow#meownkeow#meow meow.#my widdle creature#*kills him with bazooka*#ilysm <3333#tokimitsu aoshi#aoshi tokimitsu#tokimitsu headcanons#blue lock#blue lock headcanons
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i will fuck with anything that sounds cool, you should know this!
the brain rot has officially rotted and im no longer eepy, anyway
Here's the proff that mime is a main killer and why he needs more recognition :3,
Is the show mime has killed 19 people, or around 48-51 tree friends if you count all of the tree friends in the circus tent in "mime to five" and Giggles and Petunia in "who's to flame" by leaving the house while trying to help, (aka +32 debated deaths)
Most of the main killers (mole, splendid, lumpy, flippy and fliqpy) have at least one purposeful murder in the show (splendid was mole and Giggles, fliqpy has done everything on purpose so its safe to assume, lumpys is toothy and moles is probably the rat)
Mimes being sniffles in "mime to five" when he walked in slowmo and gave cpr to the air insteadof sniffles, and mime seemed more upset about losing his job instead of him harming someone.
Also he fits in the main killer thingy because most of the murders here (except fliqpy, for obvious reasons -_-) kill by accident,
Mole, being blind so he can't tell or know if he's hurting someone or not
Splendid, trying to help but failing
And lumpy, because he's stupid
Mimes is trying to be entertaining but it ends horribly or he's trying to help (similar to splendid)
Mime is also (somewhat) a canonical cannibal and or has done cannibalism is the past, on a video that I think was called "oodles of doodles" they had reference art for mime and in the picture had something around his mouth, one of the creators (I'm pretty sure it was Ken navaro that said this In the video) said that it was blood, implying that he ate and probably murdered something/someone (probably sniffles since from what I can tell he doesn't really like sniffles, also +1 to the debatable +32 group)
Also he's literally a creepy clown-like character (I know that mimes and clowns are very different but they are also very similar) don't get me wrong he's one of my main favorites but, he's kinda spooky,
Literally the ONLY REASON he's not seen as one is because people Literally forget he exists, I saw a post abt him and when j checked the reblogs NOBODY tagged mime, some people forget he's a mime and thinks he's just stupid (he's a little stupid but we won't tell him that)
But yeah here's my proof, hope u enjoy :333
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RULES: tag some people you want to get to know better!
I was tagged by the wonderful @rapha-reads almost a month ago and I kept seeing the notification and thinking “I’ll do that when I get my laptop out” and then immediately forgot.
relationship status: In a relationship – he’s the sweetest and I love him (narrator: the ensuing profusion of adoration continued for several hours)
favourite colour: 4pm autumn sunshine – just enough orange to prevent scurvy.
song that’s stuck in my head: life it never die, women are my favourite guy, Sex, I’m wanting more, Tell the world, “Stop the war”
last song i listened to: Tír na nÓg by Celtic Women and Oonagh
last google search: "Elfsong Tavern DnD"
dream trip: This one is hard. There are three, I guess.
The one I’ve wanted longer than I can remember includes the UK, France (particularly Poitiers), Italy, then Germany.
The current DREAM DREAM is not a trip as in “holiday” but I really really want to do a postgrad degree in Norway.
The one that I can see actually happening in the near future is the trip to Japan I’m planning with my partner which I’m very excited for. I’m hoping for 2-3 weeks in late 2025 but who knows. Next year would be even cooler.
anything I want right now: To not be so tired (we love chronic fatigue /heavy sarcasm). Also to remember the short story idea I had earlier that immediately wiped itself from my brain. And for someone else to make dinner (it’s chilli con carne and it’s gonna be great, it just means getting up and I am so eepy)
tagging: uhhhhhhh I don’t know why I feel so much pressure when it comes to this bit @nerdie-faerie @dragqueenlestat and @pink---ish if yall wanna <3
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thank you to my beloved @titstraction for the tag
1. named after anyone? no! i’m named after a poem my parents read at their wedding(a ring presented to julia) and thee beatles song and the fact that my mom loves jane austen and the name julia is regency-ish according to her.
2. last time you cried? last week when i saw hank green had cancer a day before graduating uni and it spurred a whole slipping through my fingers everything is Changing esque crisis
3. do you have any kids? naur
4. do you use sarcasm a lot? both of my parents are Very Sarcastic so i had to adopt it in order to survive into adulthood
5. what’s the first thing you notice about people? face and general vibe/aesthetic, like how they dress/present themselves
6. color of your eyes? #hazel
7. scary movie or happy ending? happy ending
8. any special talents? remembering lyrics to songs i’ve only heard once 10 years ago, picking up on little details and points while simultaneously having a smooth chicken brain, lying during job interviews
9. where were you born? cleveland oh! io!
10. hobbies? embroidery, altering my clothes, taking walks to watch the sun set, napping and being eepy.
11. any pets? three kitties and one bunny named jeffrey. he is the light of my life my baby the best little guy in the world.
12. which sports have you done? when i was a kid i tried tennis and ballet but left both due to general uncoordination/bad reaction times/no depth perception. now i do barre when i feel like making an effort. don’t think she’s a sport but i like her the best
13. how tall are you? 5’4
14. favorite subject in school? anything that lets me have yummy lefty opinions and feel smart about them. i double majored in american studies and those classes were my favorites always. that and coding classes. nothing makes me feel more smart than finally figuring out code i’ve been working on for hours.
15. dream job? anything having to do with the application of data analysis to social problems. something that lets me make fun little graphs and maps while also making the world a better place
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Tag game!!
I was tagged by the lovely @dian-skywavecounty thank you for the tag amigue 🖤✨
Me currently ⭐️
Last song
Currently watching Considering watching the Witcher right now because I’m eepy and I’ve barely reached the episode with the fruity bard everyone ships with grumpy man.
Currently reading Piranesi by Susan Clarke
Current obsession
The Sandman (obviously) there’s plenty more but my brain logic is shutting down quickly so I can’t think of anything else right now 🤡
Tags
Whoever wants to do it is more than welcome to 🖤
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