I really love gertrude robinson bc how often do you get an older woman character who just really sucks? She sacrifices ppl that trust her. She is so focused on keeping the world from ending that she completely doesn’t notice one of her assistants routinely torturing the others. She dismembered a guy. She does her job badly on purpose. She’s cunning and sneaky. She dares her murderous, immortality seeking boss to kill her. She gets murdered by her murderous, immortality seeking boss. She’s not particularly friendly. She somehow had access to plastic explosives. She’s a manipulator and a liar. She’s bound to the avatar of destruction. She helped a guy get rid of a pig by telling him to put it in conk crete. She is like the opposite of a sweet little grandma and that’s beautiful.
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hii could i req an soft dom arlecchino x sub/fem reader?? something w a really needy whiny reader n maybe like a mommy kink or thigh riding IDK tysm for ur time !
{☆} characters arlecchino
{☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader
{☆} warnings 18+ content
"Slowly, doll. We're not in a rush." Arlecchino reprimands lightly, squeezing your hips with just enough force to keep you unmoving on her thigh– she was still being gentle, but the subtle warning in her tone spoke to how easily she could push you against the desk and turn you into such a mess that you couldn't even remember your own name..just that you were hers.
But the barest hint of stimulation from her slacks pressed against your throbbing cunt had you twitching, barely able to form words. All you could think about was the scorching, twisting need building in your stomach, desperation for relief slowly climbing until you'd think she was doing this on purpose to drive you mad.
"Please– 'm a good girl, right? I've been good.." You choked out, only to be met with the rough, husky laugh echoing in your ear that made you feel dizzy with a rush of need, her nails gliding along the skin of your hips as she pressed you down even more firmly– you couldn't see her face but it was easy to imagine the crooked smile twisting her lips at the way you inhaled sharply and tried to buck against her thigh.
"Shh. I know, doll. I've got you, just relax." She murmured in that sickly sweet tone that always had your knees buckling, the raspiness of her voice sending shivers down your spine. It was almost impossible to relax with her so close, the notes of metal lingering on her skin despite how well she presents herself– but you trusted her, despite how you know you shouldn't.
"There we go. Good girl." Arlecchino's grip on your hips loosened just enough for you to move if you so wished, and oh did it take every ounce of restraint to not do just that..she hadn't said you were allowed to, and you weren't about to spoil her good mood by being a brat. Not tonight, anyway. "Do you want to cum, doll?"
The fervent nod you offer in place of words draws a laugh from her lips, one that is almost mocking, making your face flush in embarrassment– but the sudden tap against your hip makes your mind go blank to the point you forget it all together, focused only on the feeling of her thigh rubbing against your cunt as you bucked against her thigh, the fabric slick and wet against your inner thighs. You'd have half the heart to be embarrassed about that, too, if not for the sudden brush of her thumb against your aching, neglected clit. Just that small touch has you speeding up your movements, practically drooling as you whimpered like a dog in heat.
"That's more like it, doll. Such a pretty girl." Arlecchino hummed, her other hand trailing up your stomach, between the valley of your breasts and ghosting across your throat before settling on grabbing your jaw in a firm, yet almost tender touch as she tilted your head to the side just enough for her to pull you into a burning kiss. It left you lightheaded, grinding down against her thigh as she claimed your mouth as her own, her thumb still ghosting over your clit sporadically.
She'd spent so long teasing you, constantly touching you but never where you needed her, that you already felt like you were going to snap like a wire. She must've been in a really good mood, then, when she pulled away from the kiss with an almost predatory lick of her lips, yet she settled on pressing kisses to your skin rather then the usual sharp bite of her teeth as they sunk into the curve of your shoulder.
"Are you close? Go on. I want to see your face when you cum– you look the prettiest when you finally break apart, doll." Arlecchino mused idly– as if she wasn't talking to you while you continued to rub your aching cunt against her thigh, chasing your own release through shaky, strained breaths. Her thumb swiped over your lips, brushing strands of hair stuck to your skin from your face– at the same time as she swiped her thumb more firmly against your clit, creating a vicious contrast that had you both melting at the barest hint of almost softness from her and the touch of her hand between your legs, dragging you into an orgasm that leaves you trembling and, had she not shoved her fingers into your mouth, screaming, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes.
"All done, little doll. Take it easy." She murmured, voice so quiet you almost didn't hear it, thumb swiping across your cheek to wipe away the stray tear, her hands pulling away to settle on your sides. "You did well– good girl. Let me take it from here."
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Here she is... Mama Mochizuki (❁´◡`❁)
I'm still figuring out her clothing and stuff but here's a few doodles! I love her...
I'll add AU explanations and stuff below the cut (●'◡'●)
Her eyes are (normally) red to reflect her time as the moon! I'm thinking on giving her a Dark Hour alt, not sure what the specifics are for that yet though...
She chose to make her battle uniform (?) look like Nyx Avatar. Other times she wears normal clothing. The SEES armband was from Minako (who was #4 in this AU, Minato was #3). Ryoji will have Minato's armband. Here's context to why they have them!
She kept the chain around her neck from her time being sealed away, mostly as a reminder to herself of what she caused.
Nyx is definitely more aggressive than Ryoji (she's not the most hostile one in the group though- hi Yaldabaoth), and tends to jump into fights forgetting that she can't use her giant deity form to sweep the opponents. When she does have her awakening and is able to use her more powerful form, her face reflects Nyx Avatar's when using split-consciousness.
She will tell you allllllll about the arcana!
She gets along well enough with the rest of the group, in her down time she's usually hanging out with Izanami
Nyx is still learning how to care... especially about Ryoji. Of course, now she feels like she should be watching over him, but doesn't understand why. Ryoji knows what a parent is obviously, Nyx only recently learns how humans care for their children. She recognizes now that Ryoji is her son, and is making an effort to care for him. It takes a while for him to accept her efforts. All that being said! She's very talented at putting enemies to sleep. Forever.
She still has that massive sword
She may be old but that is not stopping her from flirting (with women)
She turned out more goth looking than I was intending but I kind of like the vibe
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I want to rant about Lee Miyeon and Hwang Jihee. Miyeon seemed devastated when Bongseok's powers came to be, and with good reason, the flying being controlled by emotions, them being on hiding and knowing the kind of life his husband had. And it is hard for her, she constantly worries about Bongseok safety or ending like his father if people find out.
And then we have Jihee who flat out says she wants a daughter just like Juwon. Not only because Juwon is cool like the Hulk. She knows he's been mistreated, persecuted and called a monster. Because no matter what happens her daughter will be safe. The way she probably found out of Heesoo's powers just before dying in the accident. She knew she was going to die and smiled widely because Heesoo was fine, she was going to be fine no matter what.
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