c4ndyroxx
an 18+ HH/HB Original characater crafted by fox
15+ years of rp experience, para, ic, and so on
Rules || About
Sideblog to/follows from yourlxcalweather
(promo by Cinna!)
DEAR READER
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Discoholic 🪩
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NASA
Sade Olutola
Misplaced Lens Cap
Stranger Things
Three Goblin Art

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

Product Placement
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Claire Keane
occasionally subtle
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Janaina Medeiros
we're not kids anymore.

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@c4ndyroxx
c4ndyroxx
an 18+ HH/HB Original characater crafted by fox
15+ years of rp experience, para, ic, and so on
Rules || About
Sideblog to/follows from yourlxcalweather
(promo by Cinna!)
Never taking Bimbeaux again, my boobs haven't shrank. Dried up at least.
❥ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .
inspired by devotedecay’s non - sexual acts of dominance meme ! send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to … ( add ❝ reverse ❞ if you’d like to see how my muse would preform the action ! )
[ shower ] your muse joining mine in the shower.
[ choke ] your muse choking mine.
[ kiss + soft ] your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.
[ kiss + rough ] your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.
[ pin ] your muse pinning mine down.
[ wrists ] your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.
[ push ] your muse pushing mine into bed.
[ rip + clothing ] your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.
[ spank ] your muse spanking mine.
[ pull ] your muse pulling my muses hair.
[ talk ] your muse talking dirty to mine.
[ eyes ] your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.
[ down ] your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.
[ knees ] your muse telling mine to get on their knees.
[ hips ] your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.
[ denial ] your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.
[ many ] your muse making mine orgasm over and over.
[ tied ] your muse tying my muse down.
[ lazy ] your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.
[ love ] your muse telling mine they love them during.
[ dominance ] your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.
[ submission ] your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.
[ humiliation ] your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.
[ pain ] your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.
[ knife ] your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.
[ hidden ] your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.
[ public ] your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.
[ adore ] your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.
[ dress ] your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.
[ eat ] your muse eating mine out.
[ sleep ] your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.
[ gag ] your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.
[ blindfold ] your muse blindfolding mine.
[ praise ] your muse praising mine in bed.
[ good ] your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.
[ want ] your muse telling mine they want them.
[ snarl ] your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.
[ mark ] your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.
[ wall ] your muse shoving mine up against a wall.
"Aww, poor girl. Sounds like your biological clock's alarm is going off." --Laurent @the-damned-and-divine
"A what alarm?" She doesn't remember setting an alarm. "I don't get it..."
Laurent smirked, pulling three condoms out of his pocket. "Like a good boy, I'm always prepared!" he chuckled.
The incubus placed his other hand on Skittles' back, gently guiding her towards the utility closet. With each step towards their hideaway, that same hand wandered further down---until his wrist was beneath her tail and he could hold onto one cheek.
"Of course, I'm always eager to make new friends, but I'm glad I ran into you, sweetheart. I just can't bear to see a lovely demon feel anything but the best pleasure~"
Like a gentleman, he opened the door for his lady, then pulled it shut behind him with his tail. "You want to strip first or go straight to kissing?"
Submit one, or more to my ask box for my character to be given the ‘meal’. Specify if it’s given directly or hidden in food!
I wanna be pretty to someone...
"Aww, poor girl. Sounds like your biological clock's alarm is going off." --Laurent @the-damned-and-divine
"A what alarm?" She doesn't remember setting an alarm. "I don't get it..."
Laurent nodded. "Saturday at eleven works... One question, though: is there anything we should be doing in the meantime---things that could help her?"
The receptionist explained the doctor wouldn't prescribe anything until he had seen Skittles, but that she shouldn't be doing certain things in her current condition.
"No operating heavy machinery? Yeah, that makes sense... No stressful activities or concentrating for too long? Right, right... No hard drugs or alcohol? Okay... And just in case Bimbeaux increased her fertility, her partners need to be on the anti-baby pill? Not a problem for me!"
"Thank you, bye!~" the incubus hung up.
Once it was over, she was still watching, but had a Look in her eyes. One any respectable 'Cubi would recognize - the Gaze of Lust. Maybe it was the fact he was doing a lot. Maybe she was having a side effect kick in. Or maybe, she's just horny.
Regardless, it takes a moment of her staring before she actually speaks, getting close. She was clearly heated from this.
"Now that I think about it... it might be fun to have a romp in the janitor's closet. Fertility stuff be damned."
"Oh?" Laurent turned toward Skittles. "You want to 'reward' me already?"
"Well, you DO look like you'd be tons of fun~" he smirked, hands roaming over her curves. She could tell that he wanted her.
"Tell me, sweetheart: which risk turns you on more? The risk of getting caught in the act or the risk of becoming a mommy?"
Arranged Marriage Themed Starter Sentences
I know nothing about you, and yet we are expected to spend our lives together.
We both know this is about money, why pretend otherwise?
I know neither of us want this, but lets try and make the best of it.
Do not think this ring on my finger means you have my heart.
Just because we're married doesn't mean I'm going to share your bed.
If I drink enough, maybe I can forget I don't want to be here.
This is politics, not love.
If I am to be married against my will, I at least am going to be a sight no one will forget.
My freedom is a small price to pay for my people's safety.
At least in front of others, let us pretend we're in love.
I won't hold you to a promise your parents made for you.
I cannot love you, but perhaps we can be friends.
Are we simply commodities to be traded for peace and power?
Perhaps love will come in time.
They were forced to marry me, I can hardly admit I've fallen in love with them.
Is lineage and money all that matters? Whatever happened to romance?
I did not want this either, I won't tell anyone if you wish to run.
I'm not asking for love, just for them to be kind.
Smile. Everyone is watching.
The ceremony is over. You can stop pretending now.
I'll sleep in my office, you may have the bed.
It's not too late to run.
Do you think in another life, we could have chosen each other?
I can't give you my heart, but I will see that you have anything else you could wish for.
Whew... The come down from that.. that stuff is.
My head hurts and my loins are drenched...
Your fave sweets loving succubus, human disguise and half human passing
Boobs meme!
Send a symbol for any of the below interactions!
Please specify muses for multimuses. Specify if you want action done to you or to the receiver!
○ Accidental boob groping
◉ Face-Lands-In-Cleavage cliche
● That awkward moment when something falls down someone’s cleavage
◑ Oh no, you’re wearing white and now it’s raining heavily!
◔ A public wardrobe malfunction
◍ Don’t touch them! They’re extra sensitive today!
◓ Please touch them, they’re extra sensitive today!
◗ I don’t appreciate you staring
◎ I DO appreciate you staring
◌ OW! It’s foreplay, not tuning a goddamn radio!
◕ You don’t think they’re too big/small/weird?
"Aww, poor girl. Sounds like your biological clock's alarm is going off." --Laurent @the-damned-and-divine
"A what alarm?" She doesn't remember setting an alarm. "I don't get it..."
Laurent nodded. "Saturday at eleven works... One question, though: is there anything we should be doing in the meantime---things that could help her?"
The receptionist explained the doctor wouldn't prescribe anything until he had seen Skittles, but that she shouldn't be doing certain things in her current condition.
"No operating heavy machinery? Yeah, that makes sense... No stressful activities or concentrating for too long? Right, right... No hard drugs or alcohol? Okay... And just in case Bimbeaux increased her fertility, her partners need to be on the anti-baby pill? Not a problem for me!"
"Thank you, bye!~" the incubus hung up.
Once it was over, she was still watching, but had a Look in her eyes. One any respectable 'Cubi would recognize - the Gaze of Lust. Maybe it was the fact he was doing a lot. Maybe she was having a side effect kick in. Or maybe, she's just horny.
Regardless, it takes a moment of her staring before she actually speaks, getting close. She was clearly heated from this.
"Now that I think about it... it might be fun to have a romp in the janitor's closet. Fertility stuff be damned."
"Aww, poor girl. Sounds like your biological clock's alarm is going off." --Laurent @the-damned-and-divine
"A what alarm?" She doesn't remember setting an alarm. "I don't get it..."
"Aww, you don't have to make it up to me with sex!" Laurent assured, but still looked over her figure. "...Of course, if you suddenly get the urge, you're more than welcome to ask nicely~"
The incubus' smile shrank as he read the Sloth doctor's card. Paying for Skittle's treatment AND rent would mean skipping that Gluttony vacation he's been saving-up for. But what kind of demon would make a promise, then break it on the same day?
Taking out his phone, Laurent dialed the doctor's number. It rang three times before someone picked up.
"Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Sugar Pink. She's having some trouble thinking, so--Oh, I'm just a friend of hers... She's right next to me, actually! One sec..."
He then held out the phone for Skittles. "They need your birthday and address, sweetheart."
"You suuuuuure???" It's innocent enough. Besides, he did offer to help.
As for her address...
"Only if you want to~" Laurent whispered, winking before taking the phone back.
"Like I was saying... She's having a hard time thinking after taking something a different friend gave her. The bottle says 'Bimbeaux' and--"
The receptionist could be heard repeating the drug's name, then asking another question. "Yes, it made her chest bigger..." he answered. "AND she's lactating."
"She says she took three doses..." Laurent told them. An audible sigh came through the phone. Apparently, they've heard of cases like these before.
"How soon can the doctor see her?" he asked. Once the receptionist listed a few appointment times, he turned to Skittles and whispered.
"Can you do next week's Saturday at eleven?"
She watched him with big eyes, considering the offer. Thankfully, most Lust 'ccubi were often open to help their fellows out, especially those under Ozzy's care. Can't have a girl giving a show while she's too busy wanting to right the bouncer, now can they?
With a shake of her head to refocus, she sighed.
"Yeah, Ill have to move my manicure appointment buuuuut Sally's thankfully tooootes good with her clients. Recommend her, get your nails done make yourself feel fabulous."
Even with the seriousness of her situation, she couldn't really help the empty thoughts. A common side effect (this one intentional) of Bimbeaux was empty headedness and vapidity.
I dunno what's going on but imma just stay down here doing a mani pedi. Get my nails looking GOOD for when this all fades. Aaah I'm gonna miss being an air brained bitch...
"Aww, poor girl. Sounds like your biological clock's alarm is going off." --Laurent @the-damned-and-divine
"A what alarm?" She doesn't remember setting an alarm. "I don't get it..."
"Aww, you don't have to make it up to me with sex!" Laurent assured, but still looked over her figure. "...Of course, if you suddenly get the urge, you're more than welcome to ask nicely~"
The incubus' smile shrank as he read the Sloth doctor's card. Paying for Skittle's treatment AND rent would mean skipping that Gluttony vacation he's been saving-up for. But what kind of demon would make a promise, then break it on the same day?
Taking out his phone, Laurent dialed the doctor's number. It rang three times before someone picked up.
"Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Sugar Pink. She's having some trouble thinking, so--Oh, I'm just a friend of hers... She's right next to me, actually! One sec..."
He then held out the phone for Skittles. "They need your birthday and address, sweetheart."
"You suuuuuure???" It's innocent enough. Besides, he did offer to help.
As for her address...
Send in ꩜ and I'll share some Random Horny Nonsense stuck in my head.