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Call me Haven || '97 * they/them * DoL, monster fucker, yandere, and degenerate enthusist * Certified Queer || I post DARK and ADULT content, all posts should be tagged as such but if there's something I'm neglecting please don't hesitate to lmk 

[brandyspringsluxury]

Soooo....a bunch of bullshit happened in my life but I’m hopefully back to start posting again and I’m gonna try and post more regularly! I have a bunch of stuff in the WIP phase that I’m gonna try and push through to finish. I just wanna thank everyone whose been patient with me and who have liked and enjoyed my content thus far! <3 I appreciate you <3 

[brandyspringsluxury]

JUST AN FYI

Anyone who doesn’t have their age listed in their bio is getting soft blocked- aka I’m blocking you and then unblocking you so you can’t follow me...if you’d like to follow me and don’t want your age listed, you can totally send an ask or DM and I’ll definitely let it go. I just post content way too dark to let myself be lenient with it. I hope everyone understands and respects that. Also... I was using this as a secondary blog but I’m considering making this my main blog. Should that happen, things will definitely change slightly, but I’m still thinking things over. 

[saintshigaraki]

begging u to elaborate on dabi w an oral fixation (if u want too that is) - fang

fang my beloved.......anything for you

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dabis little...oral fixation is subtle, at first. sort of. he just seems to really really enjoy having his mouth on yours. or on your neck. or cunt. or really any piece of you he can sink his teeth into.

make out sessions with him can last for hours. and they're always messy. and a little suffocating. he's sucking on your tongue, licking inside your mouth and barely ever pulling back for air. and when you start grinding on him, start whining, try getting him to focus his attention anywhere else other than your mouth he just tells you to be a little patient darling, you can do that can't you? and sometimes you can. sometimes you can't. its especially difficult when you can feel him, hard and excited beneath. it makes you a little desperate. it makes you fussy. and when you get like that he's usually kind enough to slip his slender fingers beneath the waistband of your pants and get you off a few times until you settle down again.

you finally figure it out while you're riding him one night and he just won't shut up. he's all teasing and cocky and so fucking annoying. the first thing you can think to do is gag him, sticking your index and middle finger right down his throat. and it works just like you thought it would. his words die off so fast it nearly makes your head spin. though you didn't account for the pornographic moan he'd let out. or the way his eyes would glaze over so sweetly.

and it clicks. right then and there. and you can't help but think about how obvious it all is now. how blind you've been.

you can't help the smile that spreads across your face. or the way you lean down, still bouncing on his cock, ignoring the burn in your thighs just to whisper in his ear baby, you should've told me how much you liked this. you push your fingers in a little deeper, watching with an almost sadistic sort of glee as his eyes roll to the back of his head. i think we're gonna have a lot of fun with this.

[brandyspringsluxury]

wanted to continue that little drabble for DoL that I made earlier for @necroticguts that is right here... pt.1  

I have another part in the works but honestly I feel like since writing the first part I’ve gotten a better hang of Sydney’s character and I should rewrite it :( ANYWAY

tw: bad writing, inappropriate longing, mention of slut shaming and rape

He was there for you after it had happened. He had let you sit next to him, his hand on your back rubbing soft, gentle circles as you pretended to read material and he pretended not to notice. He had softly calmed your hiccuping sobs, had slowed your rapid breathing so you didn’t pass out. He had been there for you after the assault, then after the subsequent break up. Maybe it was wrong of him to feel less sympathetic than he was acting, still feeling plenty bad for you but he still enjoyed the extended time alone with you. Too long he watched his son work around you as you pined for him, too long he watched you and his son dance circles around each other until you both bumbled your love to one another. Too long did he watch, albeit in amusement and endearment, how you both stumbled and tripped your way through a blossoming romantic relationship and what it meant to be with another person in that way. Was it wrong that Sirris liked caring for you after your breakup with his son- absolutely. He knew that. Did he act on those feelings, the desire to allow his son to lose an amazing person? Did he allow himself to corrupt your innocence with his own selfish desires? Absolutely not. Be as he might, those feelings were miniscule in comparison to the wish of happiness for his son and you both. 

You thought of Sirris differently, though. While the man pushed down feelings of empathy and desire, yours swelled for the man. He understood that your body could react against your well wishes. He knew that you hadn’t wanted it. He knew that you were distraught and needed help, even if he was disgusted with you. (You were sure he did- everyone hated you at school so surely everyone was disgusted by you. Even him.) Sydney had left you selfishly, left you to deal with the trauma on your own, then left you on top of it. Sydney had immediately lost faith in you. For someone who was supposed to be so faithful and forgiving, he had truly abandoned you at the drop of a dime. It had been painful. Sirris whispered that he could help Sydney understand. That he just didn’t understand, brainwashed by the Temple. Sirris consoled that he would talk to Sydney. But, frankly, you weren’t sure you wanted him to. You knew of the Temple too. You were an initiate, too...or  had been. You weren’t going back. Couldn’t face them knowing they’d see it the same way as Sydney. You had just hoped he understood. 

It had been a week, you were avoiding everyone except the teachers. You found solace in their ignorance, whether feigned or not you appreciated it nonetheless. You threw yourself into working at the cafe and your studies. But you only studied at home or in the classrooms. Otherwise you’d be more likely to get harassed and that was the last thing you needed. You had explained the situation to Winter a few days after it happened and managed to get another chastity device, though it wasn’t nearly as good, it worked. That helped you feel a little safer, but still any harassment could result in more violence than before since the video was still circulating. Sirris said he was talking to Sydney, the boy was coming around from his own feelings, understanding and if you would just- You interrupted the science teacher with a kiss, eyes closed and arms thrown around his neck before pulling away with a heated face. Eyes half lidded you watched him react in shock before getting up and leaving. You didn’t want anything more, didn’t need to hear anything else. You just needed him to stop talking and that worked well enough, but now you need to go home. You should really go work a shift at the cafe, Sam always could use the help, especially with the chef storming off so often. Though, you hardly understand why. Leaving the science room, you leave Sirris with his mind racing and desire zinging through his veins. He wondered if you had meant to do that, if you were still so distraught. Should he send you to Dr. Harper? Did you need to be admitted or did you need medication or therapy? He wouldn’t blame you, it had only been a week and that was an extremely traumatic thing to have gone through. He stamped down his desires and chalked it to stress, instead planning on how he would get you and Sydney to talk this out.

The next day Sydney was waiting outside the orphanage waiting for you, you normally left early to meet him at the temple but as of late had begun to leave closer to class so you could avoid Robin who had been anxiously looking for you despite your voiced wishes to her for some space. You didn’t blame her, if she were in your boat you’d do the same but you just couldn’t face her. You saw him standing outside next to the stairs and immediately you wanted to turn around and walk back inside but you knew Bailey would forcibly march you back out and slam the door behind you. Swallowing, you attempted to hide behind your fringe and bite back tears- you hadn’t realized how much it was going to hurt to see him. Maybe if you pretend not to see him he’ll just leave you alone? He called your name loud enough that heads turned and you knew you wouldn’t be that lucky. Your breath caught in your throat as he ran over to you as you began to walk to school.

“Please,” he sounds breathless and shameful. He sounded as if he was pained, like the time you offered to take some of his undeserved punishment from the Headmaster one morning. It nearly hurts your heart more, it would be so much less painful if he continued to be the ass you had worked him up to be in your head. “I...I’m sorry, please let me explain. No. I should have let you explain. I was being ignorant and-” Your head spins because the language sounds rehearsed, as if his father, as if Sirris, was in his ear telling him what to say and you can’t stop the tears from falling at that. Because that somehow made it hurt more. Because- 

“Stop repeating what your Dad is telling you.” You interrupt with a choke and you miss the flinch and anguish that crosses Sydney’s expression at the sound of your broken voice. You’d hardly spoken to anyone the last week and a half. In fact, you had hardly spoken at all. “Stop, please. How do you feel? Am I still a sinful degenerate? Disgusting, vile scum? Do you still wonder how I could be an initiate when I was such a disgraceful harlot?” Each word was like an arrow to his heart and you know your words are venomous, know that they’re aimed to hurt, but you need him as vulnerable as you. You need him to be honest with you, but most importantly honest with himself. If he truly thought that way then it needed to stop here and now. 

“No,” his voice is hollow in shock, “I...I never said those things did I? I...I didn’t watch the video, only heard everyone talking about it. I didn’t believe them but then they showed me the thumbnail and it was so obviously you and...I just...I was in shock. I didn’t know what to believe just that you looked pleased in it and I...I felt like I couldn’t be what you wanted. I felt betrayed because I thought we were going to...to…” Your head is swimming and you realize you’ve long since stopped walking and just stood with your back to him. You face him and you can barely see him through your tears but you could still make out his own tears falling down his cherubic cheeks that you loved- no, that you love so much. 

“You didn’t  have to say them for me to know you thought them. Everyone else was already saying it anyway.” You respond, calming down at the state of his own distress. He really was upset, you just needed to know what emotion was doing that to him. Was it regret? Regret at losing you or regret at his actions? You noticed in delay his wince to your words- so you were accurate in his train of thought. 

“I wish I could say I didn’t think those thoughts. However, that would be a lie and I can’t lie to you. I know I was wrong though. I know what I did was unacceptable and I’m sorry I left you alone when you needed someone most. I’m sorry I hurt you when you were already in so much pain. I’m sorry I-” you interrupted him with a kiss. You didn’t need to hear more. You knew him well enough to know he’d go on a tangent about his own “sins” and mistakes, punishing himself mentally as he did so.

“Thank you for being honest.” You whisper. “I still love you, but...but I need time. You really hurt me and I need to know you're not just doing this because Sirris asked you to, or told you to.” You watch the quickest furrow of his brows at the casual mention of his father’s name as opposed to calling him as a title and you couldn’t regret the way it made you feel in control. 

“What does my Dad have to do with this?” He asks, swallowing and you notice his hands are shaky. You grab them and it seems to pacify him. 

“You didn’t know? He was there for me the whole time...telling me to give you time and to listen. Said he would talk to you.” You respond, quietly wondering if perhaps the growing feeling you feel for your teacher was possibly reciprocated. 

“H-he did talk to me but he didn’t mention he was talking to you and I...I guess I shouldn’t be surprised,” he says quietly as if still thinking the situation over. “Of course he would be there for you- he knows how much we love each other and he adores you, too!” It’s so casual but it makes your heart leap. And as quickly as that euphoria comes, it’s replaced with a bittersweet mix of curiosity and guilt. 

“Y-yeah, we should get going to school though..” You whisper, still clinging to his hand, “walk with me?” He grips your hand tighter and agrees as you both begin to walk side by side and lost in thought. 

[brandyspringsluxury]

Let’s see what happens when a Darling catches the eye of both Phin and Gabrielle…. Because despite being close to one another- they truly hate each other too. 

TW: nothing but possibly poor writing

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It was pure happenstance. You happened to meet Phin at your favorite crystal shop. It was a cute local thing and the owner was a nice old woman so you liked to support it because her crystals were ethically sourced and she also sold herbs that she grew and dried herself as well as other spiritual things like tinctures, candles, tea blends, and even homemade incense. You always pondered asking if she could teach you when you wandered your way into the shop. He was stepping from back behind the counter and you could only stare at him in awe. He was handsome, yes, but that’s not why you stared. No, what caught your attention was the crystal geode he held in his hands and the crystal wire wrapped tree in his other. They were gorgeous. After he left, you asked about it and the owner admitted she hadn’t made that one- he had. He was being trained by her and your heart panged with envy and awe. Surely the woman couldn’t train two people, but if he was that skilled already surely he could train you instead? 

You met Gabrielle at the park fair. She was running an animal adoption stand and you were looking for a pet to take care of in your loneliness- having moved out on your own recently and not quite accustomed to being alone all the time. You wanted a low maintenance animal and you were looking for a cat. No animal is exactly low maintenance but of all animals you considered your previous cats and even the most rambunctious was quite low need. They were largely independent and you needed someone like that, or rather something? Gabrielle caught you looking at the older cats she had brought- the kittens always get adopted fast but the older animals always struggled to get adopted but you didn’t mind an older animal. It was even ideal. You felt like you were an old soul, too. She was piqued at your interest in the older animals and began talking to you- anyone looking at older pets was quite uncommon in her experience, especially at the fairs. So, she began asking you questions- what you were looking for, why you were looking, what you did,  oh you were new- where did you move to, she lives there too! Oh, if ever need any help or have any questions she can help, here’s her room number! 

It happened by pure coincidence. Gabrielle and Phin were chatting amicably in the lobby of your apartment complex and when you spotted Gabrielle you smiled, but when you recognized Phin you were awestruck. It struck something in Gabrielle to watch you go from excited to see her to in awe of her deranged brother. You, on the other hand, were so excited to finally see the man again to talk about how he wire wrapped the tree and what other gorgeous crystal geodes he has. He made eye contact with you and his eyes sparkle, reading your interest clear as day in your own eyes and on your face. His hand slips out of his pocket in your direction and you clasp it meekly, smile dancing on your lips. His eyes flick to Gabrielle and then, so do yours. She’s got this interesting expression on her face, something like a cross between one of repressed frustration and jealous and one of excitement. It’s an interesting one and you can’t help but feel enthralled by how captivating her eyes are- but his hand shaking yours brings you back to the mysterious man. 

“The name is Phin...I see you seem to already know Gabrielle. It’s nice to meet you- I saw you at Gran’s Crystal Cove, correct?” He hums, voice melodic and hypnotizing. You nod eagerly.

“Yeah! You were carrying a really cool amethyst geode and a cool wire wrapped crystal chip tree- I asked her about it and she said you made it! It was literally so stunning!” You gushed, becoming slightly embarrassed at your obvious excitement a moment later. Then, you realize he gave you his name so you quickly squeak out your own name, an embarrassed ‘pleasure to meet you’ tacked on at the end. Gabrielle giggles beside you and your attention turns to her as she casually brushes your elbow  with her hand, solidifying your attention on her.

“How’s the kitty doing?” she asks, and thus your attention is fully taken away from the mysterious and talented man in front of you.

“Oh, he’s doing splendidly! I made him some  catnip infused toys from leftover fabric scraps and he’s absolutely loving them! Also, I lifted the water and food bowl off the floor like you suggested and he’s definitely drinking more and better now, thank you so much!” Her eyes crinkle as you speak, sparkling in amusement and care. This seems to pique Seraphin’s interest further. Oh, so not only do you already know Gabrielle- but she seems quite taken by you. 

“Oh, you have a cat? So cute~! I personally love cats- my familiar is a cat, so I own one as well” Phin sing songs, and your attention seems to snap back to the man. “You’ll have to teach me how to sew those toys, my little Lucy would love a new toy that I could infuse with intent.” You grin and nod as eagerly as before. 

“Only if you teach me how to wire wrap like the tree you did!” You quip back making Phin chuckle. Gabrielle’s expression beside you seems to have soured without you noticing, but Seraphin noticed. He noticed as soon as it happened. You turn to Gabrielle and her expression is back up before you fully face her. “But it will have to wait! Gabrielle promised to help me bake some cookies today! For both the cats and us~” This seems to lighten Gabrielle’s mood and Phin smirks. 

“That’s okay! I work tonight, but here, give me your phone and I can add my number so you can hit me up whenever you want to hang.” You eagerly hand your phone over, much to the dismay of Gabrielle, but it's over in moments. You shoot him a text before he even departs much to his enjoyment and amusement but in the end, you both part quickly. Gabrielle seems to usher you quickly into her apartment after he says his goodbye and he can’t help but smile in amusement when not even ten minutes later his sister has sent him a text telling him to not even think of corrupting his sister's sweet little new friend...

[brandyspringsluxury]

A self indulgent headcanon post  with some of my oc’s with a chubby darling <3 This is going to be PART 1 because I got a little carried away and I wanna post stuff, but I’ll make the rest of my OC’s in part 2 :)  

tw: some nsfw mentions, body worship, mentions of insecurities specifically with body image, some humiliation, bullying, food/feeding kink

Rocky Cepeda: 

He’s a mean man, and he’s a big man and he loves thick darlings

But he definitely acts like he doesnt

Hes literally a gym trainer so he’s definitely going to say you need to work out more and lose weight but its really just an excuse to get you to come visit him at work and he’ll definitely bully you there, too

BUT he’s also going to beat any ass if someone else says something or if he thinks someone’s looking at you any way

And he’s definitely going to be way more handsy in general, but especially when he is being mean to you

Normally he’d stand with his arm crossed- power move yeah? But if you’re chubby he literally can’t keep his hands to himself

And as he calls you mean names he’s going to grope your body and he’s inevitably going to get turned on

He’s strong enough to manhandle you with ease but that doesn’t mean he won’t play into how  BIG or HEAVY he pretends you are

He’s sadistic and nasty and wants you to feel humiliation at your weight because he loves it and he loves seeing you squirm when he talks about it,

Knows its because you feel uncomfortable but you look even cuter when you get embarrassed and upset so he just keeps doing it and it makes him want to do it more

Will definitely call you Piggy or Cow and get you those butt plug tails or a cow bell to humiliate you further - he honestly wants to see you cry 

Loves loves loves watching bigger and bigger toys stretch your hole until you cry “too big too big!” and whimper and squirm but he knows its not too much- he knows you can take bigger and anyway! You haven’t safe worded yet ~

If you let him get all sex drunk after bullying you- if you can stay awake through all his bullying and painful pleasure and nonstop stimulation then you’ll see a different side of him

You’ll see his hands gently cradle and pet your skin, everywhere he loves you most

Loves to cradle your thicker areas and just rest his hand there 

Wants to see how big his hand is compared to your biggest area because it makes him know he’s bigger and stronger to better protect you

He’ll never say anything though so you have to read his movements or manage to catch his expression of awe and pure love 

Rooty Sullivan : 

Sweet himbo man loves thick darlings more than anything else in the world uwu 

He’s going to love and lavish you with attention and affection 

He’s going to ask you to join him in the gym- but he doesn’t necessarily want to see you work out, he just wants to show off how strong he is 

Wants to benchpress you and then get kisses for how strong he is and how well he did afterwards 

Because he works out a lot, he eats a lot so except lots of snack/meal dates 

Man’s is going to feed you, please just let him (and pls lick his fingers clean you will actually kill him) 

If food is something that you don’t like because of insecurities or something he totally understands 

It’s okay he’s going to learn how to cook as well as a 5 star chef for you and will totally take your  diet and likes/dislikes very seriously 

Please wear his clothes and if you are worried you won’t fit- well he’ll just have to work out more and get bigger so they do! 

(He definitely starts wearing baggier clothes, too just to make sure that whatever he is wearing and is his will be baggy on you because that’s just the best feeling he’s heard from his sister) 

That being said if you’re confident in your body he LOVES it, he’s your best hypeman please continue to give him LIFE 

Gonna lavish you in kisses and then not stop

He’s going to body praise you and overwhelm you in emotion, then he’s going to overstimulate you so you can’t think or feel anything but pleasure and him 

Loves  to touch you all over and feel your body on his, grip and grab you wherever he can because it enthralls him so much

Rosie Miller 

Y’all will share clothes, no cap. 

She loves how big you are please let her rain praise upon you for it

She’s also going to beg to feed you

Let her hand feed you please, it fuels her soul and she loves the feeling of your lips teasing her finger tips, or if your tongue manages to touch her skin she SWOONS

Loves to watch your lips wrap around her fingers as she feeds you and LOVES to watch you eat, imagining how your taste buds take in the flavor SHE gives you, imagining how your stomach will fill and distend because of the nourishing food SHE feeds you and makes you

But also, she’s bigger so she knows the struggles that growing up bigger can give you

She’s gotten the comments, the looks, the judgements, and the blatant discrimination that being fat can bring- so even if you’re not as big as her, or even if you’re bigger, she is very conscious about your feelings on body image, food, etc

If you’re not confident- or on the days you’re feeling down, she’s going to be praising  you like the deity  she sees you as. She’s Big Soft™ and loves to body worship, praise, and hype you up

She’ll even encourage therapy if you need it, your health and safety are her first priority 

That being said, if you’re confident she will feel more comfortable bringing up her Feeding Kink and asking if you’d be willing to gain weight for her 

But totally respects if you aren’t...at first, but don’t be surprised if she slowly starts feeding you more and more over time.

It may not be entirely intentional….but it also could be, she’s smarter than she looks and acts sometimes 

She just wants to see you grow big because of her Love <3 

Will totally bring it into the bedroom, too

Expect to eat food off of her and have food eaten off of you

Don’t be surprised if it gets a little more depraved than that, Rosie is not as innocent as she seems, either, she’s really full of surprises 

For example she may want to eat/drink something OUT of you

Cleo Marie Graham 

UMMMM look at her girlfriend, she LOVES and SIMPS for chubby and fat people <3 

Also though she is a BIG tsundere so she will definitely bully you for it

But she only bullies things and people she loves so feel special about it, okay?! 

She’s going to call you a fat cow and moo at you, but she totally loves cows! Literally has several cow plushies Rosie has gifted her over the years 

Literally Rosie has a tight, little  cow dress that does not FAIL to get Cleo feral level horny so….

She’s also going to pinch and grope your fat, but it really riles her up, okay??? 

If you’re alone at home with her, she’s totally going to go soft and keep pushing you to eat, saying you’ve been eating so little lately 

Even if you’ve been eating the same amount as usual…

She works out a lot so she can still pick you up with ease and pin you against the wall like the Big Dom™ she is 

And if she’s a little cum drunk and tired, she’ll totally cuddle you close after making you dumb on her strap and tell you how much she loves you and your size and everything about you

But normally she wants to see you embarrassed and flushed, cheeks heated and soon she’ll make your sex as heated too 

Wants to degrade you a little by force feeding you in front of others, esp in public like at a restaurant where it’s totally out of place and people WILL stare 

Will totally make you touch yourself on the way back home after that 

Wants you to associate her feeding you with sex so that you get horny when she feeds you

Maybe even wants you to get horny every time you eat so she can use that against you both for teasing but also for degradation and humiliation 

Wouldn’t mind eating food off of you but definitely loves having you eat food off of her, especially if it’s somewhat public like licking something off her face/neck or even eating food off her lap that she “accidentally” dropped 

If you happen to gain weight whilst this is happening well, Cleo definitely isn’t going to complain

Nay, nay- it adds fuel to the fire. She teases you more and more for gaining weight and also begins to feed you more and more, but also starts groping/touching/teasing you more and more too

She totally wants to leave marks all over your plush skin

Like just let her go ham and just mark your body all over- but dont worry some of her favorite parts of you aren’t visible to the public so it won’t be nearly as embarrassing as she could make it~

Isaac Adams

Mans is huge so your size isn’t anything he thinks about

honestly doesn’t notice your size because he knows he’s bigger and can totally manhandle you regardless and  that’s all that matters to him 

But if you mention your weight/body shape to him, it will throw him for a loop 

Especially if you’re insecure, then it will REALLY throw him for a loop because what do you mean? You’re his darling- you’re perfect, why would you ever think that? What caused you to think like that?

He won’t  push it, though,  instead he’ll begin to reshape how he thinks and acts around you 

Man likes to be very mean and make you cry, but only if you’d like it too but he will never bring up something so sensitive to you so if he used it before he’ll make it up to you even if it wasn’t something he was serious about or even thought a second about 

After that, he might step out of his comfort zone and go a little soft- will praise you and whisper all the sweet nothings he loves about you and  your body to you, touching you softly whilst cradling you in his arms and lap

Because he IS bigger than you, he IS your protector, he WILL make you feel  tiny and smol no matter your size, he will make you see that 

In fact, he’ll even start to highlight the size difference between you both by putting his huge hands against  yours and standing super straight around you to really tower  over you

He’ll even refocus his attention to  beefing  up again and start working  out more intensely rather than maintaining and adding more protein and eating more

Will work so that he can carry you  like a baby with ease for hours if  that’s what it takes

BUT don’t underestimate him, because he IS a big mean man and if you are down on yourself he will take this as an invitation to make  you cry from his sweet words than make you cry by stuffing you full of his cum and cock and some toys to show you how small you are and how big he can make you <3 

And don’t worry, he’ll film the whole thing so if you’re ever down on yourself again you can watch that first before you reenact it again since you clearly forgot <3 

You’ll learn to love yourself one way or another- be it because looking at yourself you’re reminded by him fucking you with sweet words whispered in your ear or because it’s what you deserve and you realized that regardless of how it happened 

NOW, that’s a lot about insecure darlings but let’s be real not every thicc baddie  is insecure because let’s face it- you shouldn’t be! 

So if you’re confident in yourself, Isaac really loves you that much more, loves to make  confident cuties submit to him regardless of their size 

Like I said earlier, mans isn’t going to notice your size unless you bring it up so if you bring it up say because maybe a store you’re both shopping in doesn’t have your size because they run real small or something he’s going to immediately get huffy 

He understands a little and he thinks inclusivity should be a given- what do  you mean they don’t have your size? That’s really rude and the store  isn’t thinking smart because they’re losing out on sales! 

That’s fine, though, y’all just won’t go there again 

Or if someone tries to insult your weight- Isaac is going to be PISSED. Like how dare you come for his Darling, no matter what you came at them for, he’s going to punch them. You’ll have to seriously step in OR beat him to the punch and say something witty to stand up for yourself unless y’all wanna get kicked out of wherever you are. 

He’s normally a composed and smart man, but seriously- don’t fuck with his Darling, he WILL fuck you up. His Darling is the one person he’ll drop his strict moral compass for...

[brandyspringsluxury]

Isaac Adams

32 - 6’7” - 210 lbs || he/him || Room 210 || Charming Hacker Vigilante 

He’s tall and is all muscle. He can pick up a beer keg over his head and throw it and he looks it too. He’s got very pale skin and it’s largely unblemished until he starts getting more physically involved in his vigilante bullshit.

 He’s got a long, straight nose that’s convex and thin, down turned lips. He’s starting to get crows feet and laugh lines, but no other wrinkles. He’s got dirty blonde hair and its starting to grey slightly underneath. He keeps his hair like the classic military cut with the slightly longer top that’s gelled up slightly and the tighter crisper sides and back. He’s got thick but groomed brows that would start inching towards a unibrow if he let it. Can’t tan, like physically impossible. Doesn’t have ANY moles, freckles, etc either. Skin looks fucking porcelain. Got a thick chest and TITTIES. He’s got a huge CAKE of an ass too. Thighs that could kill in seconds that are all strong and thick and inviting to sit on. Wide shoulders, wide enough even the biggest people could ride those things. Makes anyone with a size kink go brr. Has a dazzling smile with straight, white teeth. Takes really good care of his nails and gets manicures with a clear coat top, no color. Could be a model if he wanted but likes staying inside too much. 

If it weren’t for his height and stature you would never guess he could ruin someone’s life. Charismatic, energetic, and charming he looks younger than he is, too. Very kind and caring, empathetic (or so it seems) and very funny. Doesn’t know anything about his heritage, took his parent’s death bed confessions to know that they were from Russia and had changed their whole identities coming to America. Never told him their birth names or anything about Russia. Refuses to do genetic testing like 23andme or anything similar to respect his parents’ wishes. Surely there’s a reason they don’t want him knowing… Doesn’t look it but is very tech savvy and can hack government databases if he wants. Uses the dark web, but for the most mundane shit. Doesn’t condone or like the really gross stuff he finds on the dark web and takes out newer criminals getting into it through anonymous tips with proof to the government on a highly protected vpn. Can’t take out larger players in the game (like the Owner) without protection (or more of a gang) but stops other criminals from making the world worse; Vigilante shit. 

Grew up in a suburban area as if he were like any other American child- except his parents had an accent and all the other kids’ didn’t. It was pretty normal, except for the fact that his parents gave him unmonitored access to the internet at an early age and the freedom to do whatever the fuck he wanted, really. Because of this, he was exposed to a lot of really fucked up shit really early on. Learned coding and hacking early on and the exposure only got worse. It explains his apathy, sadism, and immoral/deplorable sexual interests. That being said, he had a best friend throughout his public education that taught him a lot about empathy and emotional vulnerability and general moral codes where his parents may have neglected. For example, he likes a lot of really gross, awful shit but knows limits and won’t bring up unless he knows for a fact that his potential partner was as fucked up as he was and they brought up a lot of their own gross kinks first. Very weird moral compass, but a very strict one due to his parents and his friend. Not much to note throughout his childhood, most of the interesting stuff that he got into in his life happened late high school or after graduation. 

[brandyspringsluxury]

Gabrielle Cohen

21 - 5’8” - 154 lbs || she/her || Room 114 || “Angelic” Barbie Type

Phin’s twin sister. Tall, skinny, blonde hair, blue eyed, tanned goddess. Looks like her mother a lot. She has waist long wavy blonde hair with loose swept curtain bangs and pastel blue peek-a-boo dye back and under so it only shows really when she has her hair half-up or fully up. 

She sunken eyes with thick lashes and thick, darker brows. She tans really easily and unlike her brother she’s naturally tanner and has naturally perfect skin. No freckles, no moles, and no scars. Injuries heal and fade very quickly. She has thinner and smaller lips, but her bottom lip pouts slightly and her cupid’s bow is pronounced that it’s still quite cute. She has high cheekbones and a sharp jawline as well as perfect teeth she needs to take good care of because they stain easily and she gets cavities easily. She’s all lean muscle and lightly athletic and despite not having a six pack or defined abs she’s quite defined with a small pouch. She’s got an ass out of his world, though, and her bust is smaller but perky. A healthy B cup, a C cup if they’re swollen around her period. She has no piercings or tattoos and doesn’t want any. 

Like Yin-Yang, Gabrielle is the light side with a dark heart. She’s so sweet and kind and caring all of the time, that she has a secret dark side she tries to bury as best as she can. She throws herself into prayer and follows her parents every word, hanging on like a lost puppy. Even after moving out from under them, she keeps a strict structured schedule that mirrors the one her parents kept her on at home. She’s constantly looking to help others and be as pure and kind to everyone as much as she can. She is under the belief that if something bad happens, you were deserving of the punishment so if something happens she doesn’t fight back. But if she lashes out, then whatever you did to flare her temper you deserve and whatever she dishes out is something she can’t and won’t feel guilty about- surely you did something deserving of her punishment! But it's okay, even if you’re not as pure as she is, she'll still love you with all her being. She really tries to be the perfect girl, woman, sister, daughter, future wife, and future mother. She will be like the angel she is named after and be just that- pure and angelic. She will be perfect, she has to be! 

Growing up, her mother was Catholic by relation not practice, but her father was practicing and devout at that. He encouraged her mother’s religious beliefs and Gabrielle picked up on that influence. She was obsessive and anxious as a child, constantly hiding behind people, blindly trusting her parents and believing every word they said, letting her parents speak for her, and even not speaking up if they were wrongly punishing her for Phin’s disobedience. She grew up submissive, chaste, naïve, and passive. Yet, as she grew up and Phin started becoming defiant, she became spoiled and developed an ego- she has to continue to be the perfect one. She was both a Daddy’s girl and a Mommy’s girl, a Teacher’s Pet, a Goody-Two-Shoes, a Brown-Noser if you will. She’s got a perfect work ethic, she’s morally sound, she’s kind and helpful to everyone around her and gives constant second chances and benefits of the doubts. Yet, she’s delusional, obsessive, and paranoid. She can’t have her perfect little world broken, and if that delusion cracks then so will she. Her temper is disruptive and chaotic, it’s a hell storm of emotion and fury and her ego convinces her she’s only doing what’s right. She can do no harm, she is perfect because she HAS to be perfect. She’ll let you hit her in your rages, let some man sexually assault her on the street, but the moment that temper breaks hell truly has no fury like a woman scorned and she hopes that whomever has dealt her bad can deal with the punishment tenfold. So, Darling, hit her again as you call her a psycho, it’s okay- she can take it. The question is- can you take her punishment? 

[brandyspringsluxury]

Seraphin (Phin) Cohen 

21 - 6’1” - 168 lbs || he/him || Room 110 || Defiant Occult  Leader

tw: mentions of self harm and religious trauma 

Gabrielle’s twin brother. Tall, lean, and lanky, he’s a little greasy and a lot of opposing figure. He has longish, pin straight messy blonde hair that he likes to use to cover his eyes. He is all lean muscle that makes him look skinny and kind of deathly but he is surprisingly fast and strong. 

He has thick brows that are a little darker than his hair and he has slightly sunken eyes. His skin is pale because he really only leaves the house in the afternoon or night. His eyes are actually a striking blue which he hates. They make him stand out more and he gets a lot of compliments on them. He has thin lips and stubble that he shaves religiously because he hates how much it itches when it’s coming in and growing. Besides his stubble, he’s relatively hairless. His limbs are lanky and he has acne scars across his back from early puberty. Other than that his skin is largely unblemished sans any accidents when he was much younger or any early self harm marks for sacrifices back when he wasn’t the leader of the cult but first starting his journey. Those self harm scars are mostly across his wrists and hands but there’s a few that he’s done on his stomach or hips. If he were to ever spend any time in the sun, he does develop a few light spattering of freckles across his shoulders. However, when he does leave the house it’s always in black and it always covers most of his skin so it would never truly happen. 

Like Yin-Yang, he is the darkness with a light heart. He may be an occult cult leader that strives to create chaos and make the rich reap what they sow, but he is a sweetheart to his darling. Thinks of them as an angel sent to him from the gods as a blessing, telling him he’s going on the right path. He’s into conspiracy theories, aliens, and the supernatural and the occult. It stemmed from his defiance against his family’s strong religious ties. He thought it was ridiculous especially after the bullying he got in elementary school. So, he fought against his family’s religion tooth and nail from a very early age. He is defiant, aggressive, loud, opinionated, and sarcastic. He’s largely cynical and generally acts like an asshole, yet if you listen to what he says and have a conversation he’s very respectful and kind. He embodies the “rough exterior but soft for you” trope. Is the type to light the bourgeoisie on fire and laugh as they scream in pain then cry when a child drops a lollipop and buys the child two more. 

Growing up, his mother was Catholic by relation not practice, but his father was practicing and devout at that. He encouraged his mother’s religious beliefs and that influence was controlling. It was stifling and suffocating and it drove Phin mad. He was ruthless with his defiance of the religion that captivated and deluded his family. The turning point was when he witnessed his parents arguing and his father throwing scripture at his mother when his mother was clearly being the one in the right- yet religion dictated some bullshit reason or another that his father could remain in control over her yet again. It was infuriating and it enraged him. If that God was one who encouraged and praised men like his father then that was no god Phin was going or willing to even entertain. So, he began to defy his father’s every wish. His interest in the occult and supernatural started as a joke against his hyper paranoid father’s delusions but then weird things started happening in Phin’s favor and he began to believe. He threw himself into his beliefs and started informing others about it online- thus starting his own devout following online. After moving out, he’s the leader of a cult as his main source of income. Despite the knowledge of it being a cult it’s relatively harmless to those in it- for now. They plan on sacrificing the Corrupt Rich that are plaguing the world. Hopefully the genocide of corruption and the sacrifice to the gods can sterilize and purify the world that is so helplessly falling apart around them and when he finds someone he loves- well that surely is a sign from the gods that he’s doing well and he should double down- right? 

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

Thinking about creepy yanderes who enjoy manipulating and diddling their Darling as opposed to outright forcing themselves on them

Slipping drugs into their drinks, offering massages that are so nice they fall asleep and are nice and vulnerable, pushing boundaries where things go from kissing to touching under their clothes to fingering them, gaslighting them into thinking they wanted this or it would be rude/unfair to stop. Doesn't this feel nice? So why would they want them to stop? They just want to make their Darling feel good, the way they deserve...

(Some examples: Gen Asagiri, Belphegor, Asmodeus, Satan, Leviathan...OK all the demon brothers lmao, Goro Akechi, Amai Mask, Speed of Sound Sonic, gentle and soft Garou, Redestro, post-gremlin Tomura, Dabi in a gentle mood, Hawks, COMPRESS, Monoma, Aizen, Izuru Kira, Doflamingo, Ace, En, Asano)

[concubus-switch]

So I've been Extremely Horny for the last several days and I've been masturbating several times a day trying to keep myself satisfied but I'm just insatiable. I got the brilliant idea last night to stuff myself with a small Bad Dragon(I know I know, I got it before I knew BD was bad) in my cunt and a 4-5 inch jelly plug in my ass, and I tied a crotchrope to hold everything in place and HOO BOY it felt amazing but it was just So Much and I tried to make food with it all in me but after maybe 15 minutes I couldn't take it anymore so I took them out.

Now I can't stop thinking about being full of toys all the time. Every time my cunt throbs and I realize it's empty, I Have to go get my Bad Dragon to shove inside, and then I realize my ass is empty too so I put the plug in. And with both of my holes filled up I'm desperate for clit stimulation so I grab my wand vibrator and sit on the floor so the toys inside me can't fall out when I clench down and then just make myself cum over and over until I'm shaking and my ears are ringing but I still want more! I might get some bigger toys and ask a friend to tie me up and use them on me. I want to be so full, and feel so good I can't take it but forced to take it anyway. Bonus points if the friend wants to fuck me when I'm too sensitive to handle any more pleasure and I pass out from overstimulation. Maybe I'll get a Lush or a Tracy's Dog and have that going on my g spot and clit while I also have a dildo shoved in with it and a plug in my ass. I just want to be so overwhelmed with pleasure that I shut down.

[cottoncandyjester]

Yk because Scarlett also has a flower shop do you think her and Tiago are like rivals or are they just friendly like "cool another person to talk about plants with"

Their shops are are very different

Tiago is a standard flower shop his clients request normal flowers

Scarlett has an herbal shop that sells herbs, oils, and other medicinal plants and stuff like that. Her clients are a mix of people who want medicinal products and or people from the black market wanting poisons. She is known as the witch of the black market most of the yanderes actually go to her for poison, aphrodisiacs, tranquilizers and more.

The two actually would work hand in hand sometimes, certain clients would want poison ontop of flowers so Scarlett would go to tiago and they would work together plus Tiago knows if he ever needs certain..medicines she’ll deliver

Ughh I should bring Scarlett back she is this awesome goth dominatrix

[brandyspringsluxury]

HEED TRIGGER WARNINGS PLEASE * MINORS DNI

Tw: really mean Man inserting things into a butt that should NEVER be inserted into a butt, contains: dub-con, object insertion, beer enema, degradation, humiliation, bullying, spanking, sadism 

You twitched and squirmed, alcohol running thick through your veins and clouding your mind. Arousal coursed to heat your sex and you couldn’t stop the whimper from tumbling out of your lips. You didn’t have much to drink. Just one beer, but it was enough to loosen your inhibitions and be susceptible to the man next to you and his advances, more prone to preening in the attention than keeping your guard up despite the attention being backhanded every time. He was smirking down at you, big and bulky against your frame. He could throw you around like a ragdoll and it terrified you as much as it excited you. 

“You want to fuck me, huh?” He whispers in your ear suddenly, tone condescending and clearly amused. “You’re so small, how do you think you can fit me?” Your mind is muddled from alcohol and arousal, swimming  with ideas but you can’t articulate any without sounding whiny or desperate. Instead, you whine and fall into his body, Rocky was always so warm and big and it felt so nice to just press yourself against him. He chuckles, chest shaking you from the action and you flush in embarrassment at realizing your practically laying in his lap now- literally. “Mmm, I can stretch you with my fist- make sure my huge cock wont break you apart. Not if my fist doesn’t anyway.” Your heart races and the idea of this huge man taking his equally huge fist and making your ass stretch around it scares you. If that’s his idea of getting you ready you’re not so sure you want to do this anymore. You prop yourself up to pull away, shaking your head in protest. 

“I-I don’t know,” you whimper, “I can’t take that! You’re way too big!” He laughs again, letting you retreat this time. 

“Well, if my fist fits, then my cock sure as hell will, right?” He’s smirking, radiating sadism and you’re not sure he’ll take your comfort or pleasure into consideration whilst stretching you with his fingers and inevitably his fist. You swallow and begin to curl in on yourself- now would be the smartest time to leave. You haven’t started anything and there’s no reason he shouldn’t let you go. But leaving isn’t on your mind right now; didn’t even cross it. “Oh, okay, then why don’t you get one of your toys or something, stretch yourself on that for me, hm?” You squirm in even more embarrassment. 

“B-but I don’t have any toys!” You protest, mind swimming  because even if you did have toys (you do), you definitely weren’t going to show him them! Rocky’s smirk grows to a malicious and sadistic smile. 

“Then, toy, you better find something quick or I’ll hold you down and stretch you on my fist anyway.” The words send shivers down your spine and you look around frantically, heart pounding and tears welling up in your eyes as you shake with adrenaline. A glass beer bottle catches your gaze. Surely he’s not huge. Even if he has to use the base of the beer bottle instead of the neck, right? Surely that will work? You don’t keep fresh produce in your house, though, so the fruit or vegetable option was out and...you were scared to look for anything further in the house to use.. Shaky hands reach over and grasp the unopened bottle and you swallow as you hand it to him nearly cautiously. He’s chuckling and grabbing it from you. Your heart drops when he twists the top off to take a sip. Is he going to fist you? Is he really going to- 

“Okay, slut, take your pants off.” You stand quickly to shimmy them down, heart placated for now. “Can’t have the cap on, it’ll tear your ass apart and as much as I like to break my toys, I can’t leave permanent damage. That’s no fun.” You’re still shaky with adrenaline as you move to sit back down, to let him drink the rest of the beer before stretching you open on it. His thick hands move to stop you from sitting, instead moving to turn you around and leaning you over the coffee table in front of the couch. Your heart is racing, mind going just as fast. He spits over your crack, thumb pressing down on your hole when the spit reaches it. He circles the pad of his thumb over  your anus then spits directly on it. He presses his thumb into your ass and you whine loudly, arousal taking back over. Okay, he’s just playing with your ass as he drinks it, that’s o- the cold, glass tip of the bottle presses against your hole as he removes his thumb. You can practically see the smirk on his face through his reflection on the tv despite the images moving on it. You swallow and go to move forward when his second and holds your hip in place as he thrusts the bottle into you, the neck pushing all the way in until it starts to widen into the base. Your moan catches in your throat and comes out as a squeal, the beer shaking making air build in your rectum. Your panting now, mind mush from the stress and arousal and your sex is dripping. 

“Awww, did the little toy like that more than they thought,” Rocky coos condescendly, pulling apart your ass cheeks so the bottle sets more securely. He holds the bottle in one hand and begins to press your body further so you’re settling across the coffee table. At first, he begins to pump it into you, gas building before pushing your ass in the air so the beer begins to pour into your bowels. You choke on a whine and squirm as the liquid gushes into you, filling you and making your stomach groan with the pressure. But he doesn’t stop there, he begins to pump the now empty bottle into your hole, spitting on it occasionally before stopping. He chuckles as you sweat and squirm, the pressure in your stomach and ass leaving you shaking in adrenaline and arousal. He stands and before your incoherent whines turn into actual protests he shushes you. 

“I’m going to get proper lube, relax and don’t let anything drip out.” He stands fully this time, placing a gentle but stinging slap against one ass cheek and your hands fly back to the bottle so it doesn’t slip out as your muscles spasm. You whine and shake as he leisurely acquires lube from his backpack by your door. When he comes back, he remains standing, smacking your ass one-two-three-four-five more times of increasing intensity before pouring lube around the bottle on your hole. Then, he begins to fuck the bottle further into you, the stretch agonizing in combination to the liquid still filling and putting pressure on your gut. Tears are falling down your cheeks now, pleasure still somehow pulsing through your being as the sensations crescendo and you cum as the thickest part of the bottle finally stretches your anus wide enough. You cum, mind unthinking, just letting your body feel. You’re sweating and cumming and crying and then Rocky yanks the bottle out and drops you to the floor. Beer and lube shoot from your ass, and you can’t stop it. Your muscles are too relaxed from your orgasm so you can just lay there and cry as both pleasure and humiliation fill you while you empty your bowels of all the beer and gas that was fucked into it. Rocky’s foot comes down to rub your sex as he watches with a look of disgust on his face. Sadistic and amused, but disgusted nonetheless. He scoffs and the smirk returns as he steps on your sex and spits down on you. “Do you really think I want to fuck you now, after that? Ha! As if, loser.” Then, he gets up and leaves. Leaves you alone in your own pained mess in your own apartment that he soiled. Leaves you crying on the floor on the brink of a second orgasm from his foot against you. Leaves you wanting more despite being so totally and utterly ruined. 

[cottoncandyjester]

i am literally fucking in love with yuki, LIKE AAAAA HES PERFECT LIKE, so much fluff and smut but like, we haven’t really seen his yandere side. what is he like?

You broke Yuki’s delusions.

Warning this contains:. Unhealthy behavior, yandere behavior, insanity, murder, death, delusions

You two haven’t been dating for long, but for some reason everyone at your job thought you two were married and even going as far as to comment about you not wearing your ring and how that can be a little rude.

“Why are you telling people that we are married?!” You asked yuki who looked confused by your statement “cause we are married?” He asked out softly now leanin in close to kiss you only for you to push him away with an annoyed huff. “We’ve been dating for five months! We aren’t married or anything!” You snapped out.

Yuki looked even more confused, before he shook his head now showing his hand that had a good band on it “we’re married, you’re getting your ring resized. Don’t you remember?” He said firmly now making you pause, did he truly believe all this? Where was he getting these delusions from?!

“Yuki, let’s break up” you said firmly making him twitch with a worried gaze, now stepping closer to you. “Why are you being like this?” He asked out as he reached out to touch you only for you to slap his hand away.

“Don’t touch me! You’re insane! Delusional! None of what you said happened!” You snapped out making him hold his head in confusion, a shaky huff escaping him. “But the wedding, I remember it like it was yesterday. You were so nervous you spilled champagne on my suit, we had our honeymoon in Rome..w..we made love that first night so much that you swore we were gonna break the bed” he explained as he took a step back, eyes glazed.

“None of that happened..” you said softly now worried as it seems he was spiraling into a panic attack, his breathing growing heavy. “But, I remember..I remember everything. The wine we drank that night was bitter and we still drank it anyways cause it was super expensive, we took pictures and everything!” He snapped out with a worried look

“How could you not remember?” He said softly now gazing up at you, eyes filled with insanity. You kept breaking his delusions and each time you did it made him more and more unstable. “Then show me! Where are the pictures yuki? Where is any proof that you didn’t make this all up like a crazy person?” You snapped out.

Yuki scoffs before taking out his phone and starting to scroll, his gaze shifted to utter fear the longer he scrolled. You could see exactly when his delusion finally broke, eyes dull as he now looked at the ring he wore.

“T-this is your fault” he whispers lowly as he dropped his phone, walking towards you. You took a step back now feeing the wall as he walked closer and closer, eyes filling with rage. “Why wouldn’t you let me have this?! Why couldn’t you let me dream! Do you hate me that much!” He snapped as he grabbed you by the shirt now slamming you back against the wall causing you to hit your head.

“Was the thought of being married to me that disgusting that you had to ruin it?! Am I that revolting that you..” he trailed off now looking at you in horror “it’s not me, you’re the problem. You don’t want to marry me that bad that you would make me believe that I’m crazy! That we didn’t get married! Did you delete the photos on social media?!” He was going off on the deep end so desperate to cling to his delusions so badly

“Why would you do that?! How could you lie to my face like that?!” Yuki started to slam you against the wall again and again, each time making you hit your head bearded and harder. “Why can’t you just admit that we got married! That we were happy before you decided to lie like this?!” He hissed out, you’ve never seen him this angry. He’s never yelled at you before but it was clear that you were unforgivable in his eyes.

“You always do this, first lying and saying we aren’t married..then lying about the ki-” he paused now dropping you and starting to search the house. “What did you do with the baby?! What did you do?!” Yuki screamed as he frantically started to search every room now throwing things.

“W-we never had a baby..yuki you’re scaring me” you stammered out, vision hazy from the dizziness of your head injury. Yuki returned to you now panting harshly, tears streaming down his face “did you kill them, did you kill our baby just to prove a point..do you hate me that badly?!” he sobbed out in utter betrayal.

You had no idea what the actual fuck he was talking about! You scrambled away only for yuki to grab you by your arm now slamming you down on the ground. “You ruined us..all to make me seem crazy. You killed our marriage, our baby, our life..” he whispers out lowly as he pressed his knee against your back now grabbing you by the back of the head.

“I hate you, I hate everything about you” he whispers out before he slammed your head against the hard floor, your cries of pain only making him more violent. After the third time he slammed your head down, a loud crack could be heard as your skull shattered and you breathed your last breath.

Yuki got off and like a zombie walked off to the bathroom, eyes dull as suddenly took a shower. After the shower he got out only to see your body. His dull eyes widened as fear crossed his face

Someone broke into his home and murdered his spouse! That’s what happened, that’s what his mind made up to cope with the fact that he killed you in a fit of rage and delusion.

[brandyspringsluxury]

y’all dont judge me and my oc’s height/weight proportions and such....i don’t know how that stuff works im just a horny simp with a size kink so let me make big beefy oc’s that could dwarf almost anyone and let me be pls 

[brandyspringsluxury]

HEED THE TRIGGER WARNINGS PLEASE * MINORS DNI

Tw: stalking, voyeurism, mentions of: object insertion, drugging, pregnancy, somno/noncon, mommy kink, lactation, cum feeding, a lot of cum references 

You really had no idea. You had no idea of the tiny cameras hidden amongst all your stuff, on your desk so she could see your cute expression of concentration up close; in your closet so when it was left cracked she could see your cute nude body shimmy and shift as you change; on your dresser perfectly placed so she could watch you twist and turn in your bed as you sleep. She had them in your kitchen so she could make sure you were eating healthy (you really needed to cut back on all that sugar but she could let it go for now- you still weren’t eating enough!). She had them in your living room so she could watch shows with you, too! She even had them in your bathroom, moaning at the suds of your shampoo running down the planes of your body as you showered. Hell, she even heated up and squirmed in her chair as she watched you urinate into the toilet, sex all exposed and vulnerable. You had no idea she was watching your every move, lusting after your subtle expressions and nude form, had no idea she was tracking your ovulation and period, how much and what you ate, how long and when you slept, had no idea she was watching your shows with you so she could continue to be relevant in conversations with you- and if you noticed how she was always into the same shows you were at the same times you never said anything. 

She loved how cute and oblivious to her you were- see! This is why she had all those cameras, she wasn’t very discreet so surely that means you need her and her protection! The world was such a dangerous place and you were so cute and naïve and she just needed to make sure you were safe! She justified her actions easily and willingly at this point, barely even needing to justify them anymore as she opened her phone to the app connected to the cameras. Marissa was currently working a few apartment rooms down from yours - Rocky really needed to be more gentle with his little toys. She was quite tired of always fixing the walls from where he fucked them hard against his bed-- or his broken counter or...well anything he fucks them against really. When the app opened, her heart sang at the sight of you. You were showering, hair slicked back with the water, eyes closed in calm bliss, and nude body glistening in the low light. She had  to stop herself from moaning aloud, she was finished here but Rocky was down training Rooty for the next hour and really- 

Sitting on the couch, Marissa watched with rapt attention as water cascaded down your body and she wished it was sweat and her cum instead. Oh! You were double cleansing your hair this time-- was it the hairdresser that said something? You never used to. But Marissa’s mind went to the gutter again as the shampoo resembled cum. She watched you lather it into your hair and she let her mind wander to the idea of stuffing you full of that shampoo bottle- and then emptying the contents into you to watch it drip out of you later. Her mouth salivated, she wondered if she could manage to do it with the shampoo and the conditioner. Could you handle one, let alone both? Would your stomach bulge with the amount- body groaning in protest at the quick inflation? Your moaning caught her attention again and she noticed how your nipples were pert and at attention. Oh, were you thinking naughty, too? You shifted your body out of the stream and it was then that she noticed the stream had been directly hitting your nipples- oh, so you were just that sensitive? 

She leaned forward into her lap as her cock heated and began to chub. God, what she would do to wrap her lips around those cute little buds and suck to high heaven. Lavish them with love and her lips and tongue, get them wet with her spit then suck it back down. Fuck, if she sucked them enough would you be able to lactate? Certain herbs induce lactation, right? Maybe she’ll break your pipes so she can “fix” them and add them to your water source, you wouldn’t be too upset with her if she offered to keep you comfortable, drinking your milk like nectar from the gods, yeah? Licking her lips she could imagine your taste already, so heavy and warm and sweet- god so sweet. Can you get pregnant? She could stuff you full of her cum and plug you tight to ensure you get pregnant. You wouldn’t mind, sweet thing, would you? Let Mommy impregnate your cute little body, won’t you? 

Her cock ached now, throbbing in pleasure as she watched you rinse the conditioner from your hair, eyes scrunched closed. Would you make that cute of a face when she covered it in cum? Or would you open your mouth and stick your tongue out like a good baby? She could do both, you know. She can stuff you full, plug you up, then cum on you so you smell like sex, sweat, and her cum. If you really want her cum she can always make you those “sea salt” caramels you enjoyed last Christmas, too! She really doesn’t mind, even if it did take a while to perfect that recipe for you. You lathered your hands and began to wash your body and Marissa stopped her fantasies to watch in rapt attention, drooling at the sight of your hands pathing the length of your body. Watching as you touched every inch of your own skin in ways she could only dream of. She watched how light and gentle you touched yourself and wanted to do it the same with her own hands. She wanted to feel how soft and supple your skin was against her rough, large hands; wanted to caress and knead and pinch your flesh as she worshipped it with not only her hands and eyes but her lips and tongue, too. She would kill to map your flesh with her teeth, marking you as she went, following the same path of your hands right now. 

She didn’t even realize she was rocking into the seam of her pants in her arousal, the normally painfully uncomfortable pressure bringing her closer and closer to orgasm as she watched you. She moaned loudly and came when you lifted your leg and flashed your sex unintentionally to the camera- hands pressing into the flesh of your thighs next to your sex and right under your ass. She humped her pants and whined as she continued to cum as she watched your hands massage the soap into your ass cheeks, pressing them and prying them apart slightly as you went. Her orgasm was intense and she fell back against the couch as she breathed, still watching you through lidded eyes. God, she was definitely breaking your pipes.

If she was going to “fix” your pipes with some herbs for lactation, then she might as well whip up a cocktail of aphrodisiacs and sleeping pills, too, so that way when she slips into your room while you sleep at night she can breed you nice and full like she knows you want- like she knows you deserve. So she can stop humping your bed as she kisses your cheeks and instead fucks you like she wants, too. 

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just thinking about putting a bell on someone’s collar and hearing it ring mixed with their whining while i pound them