Hey all! I’m pretty new to the DOL fandom but I’ve become unfortunately hyperfixated on this game. Feel free to send me any requests for writing or headcanons and I’d be more than happy to whip up some content for you.
My Rules:
- No gross stuff (Bodily fluids)
- Literally everything else is fine
Characters I write for:
- Literally everyone in the game! However, please specify what gender you want them to be in your ask or else they’ll be male as a default.
I also draw so feel free to request art as well.
Your sleep is plagued by dirty dreams. They push you over the edge. You are overcome by sensation. A surge of cum erupts from your penis. Fluids gush from your twitching pussy. You shudder from the sudden release.
You wake up, still holding on to Kylar. Kylar stirs shortly after, blinking lazily. He sniffs the air for a moment, before looking at you. "Were you dreaming of us too?" he asks.
...
Damn it, my lustful herm pc just can't contain themselves. I'm crying. Why did he have to sniff the air like that?
HELP THATS SO FUNNY HE SMELLS THE AIR?!? kylar is a freaky bitch fr you knowww hes sniffing your hair and neck and everything he can reach on you
m!LIs with an m!PC who likes being collared mayhaps?
ohohoh.
this is a fr comeback for me, i promise! again, please feel free to send prompts and art requests to my inbox so i have inspo to work with!!! (esp regarding my ocs hehe)
hcs below the cut, regular DOL tws apply:
LOW RAGE AVERY: He's more than pleased that you like being collared — after all, it's just another opportunity for him to claim ownership over you. Your collar would be delicate and beautiful, though surprisingly not as eye-catching as one would expect (there is no need to be gauche, after all). However, the fragility of the material doesn't actually stop him from choking you with it when things get down and dirty. If he needs to buy a replacement, he shall.
HIGH RAGE AVERY: You don't get the privilege of having a collar you can hide. You belong to Avery and he is going to make damn sure you remember this. The collar is welded shut around your neck and has his name proudly emblazoned across the front — that should teach you for your uppity behaviour (and if that doesn't help, the electrical shock built into the device certainly will). You've been a bad, bad boy, and Avery is not going to let you off the hook.
HIGH DOMINANCE ALEX: His farm is already filled with animals branded and leashed in one way or another, so he doesn't really raise an eyebrow at adding another to the collection. He makes sure your collar is hardy and leather, something capable of protecting your throat from the dangers of the moor and Remy's raids — it's nothing fancy, but it's practical and comfortable, which is what matters around the farm. He eventually starts picking up the habit of leading you around by the collar, using the thick iron ring of it to pull you in for a quick kiss, or tying you to a post to ensure that you don't wander off while he runs to do an errand. (Sometimes you wonder if he's just treating you like another farm dog, but if he is, there's no doubt that you're the favourite)
LOW DOM ALEX: He would never be the first one to bring it up, but he does seem more excited than you expected him to be when you first broach the topic. The transition to 24/7 wear would be slower with him, but he learns to justify it to himself in his head (and he always flushes a bright crimson when he catches sight of your collared neck in the middle of the workday). He adds a little bell to the front of your collar so he can always hear your approach, and when the two of you sneak behind a bale for some 'unwinding' during the middle of the day, that bell tinkles away, signaling to all within earshot exactly what it is that you two are doing.
BLACK WOLF: What is this? Packmate has the cruel restraints made by the humans around his neck? It doesn't matter how much you try to explain to him that you actually enjoy being collared — Black Wolf sees it as an insult to your freedom and dignity as a member of his pack. You are not one of those yipping little 'dogs' that the humans call pets, so he will be gnawing the collar off of you despite your protests (should you ever show up with one in front of him). Really, he will show you better ways the forest shows ownership and dominance.
EDEN: As a man of the woods, he recognizes the practical use of collars. It keeps the prey from running too far away when he's busy with his day, and he enjoys being able to pull them towards him should they be slightly resistant to the idea. The collars in his possession are obviously homemade, though they are surprisingly comfortable (if you ever go missing, you could rest easy knowing that the metal encasing your neck is tracking you wherever you go). But he would be rather happy to hear that you're still willing to wear the collar when he trusts you to go free — it becomes a declaration of loyalty and ownership between you two, and more often than not, you can find his hand reaching towards the crude metal contraption as though in awe that you continue to carry his gift around your neck.
GREAT HAWK: What is this x2? Spouse is pretty having something around neck!! The colours are bright and shiny and Great Hawk is certain that he chose the best and prettiest spouse to take home!!! Much like birds tagged in scientific surveys, it appears as though the collar makes you ten times more attractive to avians seeking a mate. Though the Great Hawk doesn't quite understand the purpose of wearing something around your neck, he seems fascinated and intrigued by its presence — always reaching out to preen around it as though maintaining its beauty. Maybe he would even attempt to build one of his own to present to you! But the loose loop of grasses and twigs woven together is best left unworn.
KYLAR: If he finds out you enjoy being collared, you may just wake up with a collar locked around your throat and no idea how it possibly could've gotten there (and how to get it off). He needs to know that you walk around the world under his ownership, he needs to know that everyone else in the world sees you and knows that you are his and his alone. If there are any suspicious stains on the fabric of the thing — please disregard them. The patches of dark red and off-white are best left not examine too closely. (You swear the thing seems to be getting dirtier every night? But surely you'd wake up if he was indeed sneaking into your room to 'decorate'..... right?)
SYDNEY THE FAITHFUL: He doesn't quite understand the purpose of wearing a collar (you aren't exactly a dog wandering the streets), but he sees some logic in locking away various parts of oneself for protection. Though he's intrigued by the way light catches on metal every time you crane your head and look around, something within him is too humiliated to actually speak to you about it, so he just spends his time stealing glances to your neck and the collar resting there. Sometimes, when his feverish mind thinks of you at night, all he wants to do is to tear it off of you the same way he wishes to tear off the cage locking away his own shame.
SYDNEY THE FALLEN: He finds a certain perverse joy in displaying your sinful lifestyle to the world. Be prepared to be flooded with different styles of collars to try out and flaunt (working at a sex shop has it's perks, after all). He enjoys adding little touches to each one, scrawling out a 'beloved <3' or 'Sydney's' in the inner band so that only you could see. Most of all, he enjoys teasing the sensitive skin of your neck around and underneath the collar, leaving behind hickeys that perfectly compliments the degeneracy of the collar itself.
ROBIN: Is a little nervous about the idea of collars. Ownership is not a foreign idea to him, and he knows that once people understand you could be owned, they will stop at nothing to make sure you are. But then again, he loves you and wants to make you happy, so he obliges when you ask him to click that padded leather ring around your neck. Eventually, he even grows to like it, tapping or pulling lightly at the fabric whenever he wants to get your attention. It's almost like a form of dress-up, he decides — and he certainly cannot fault someone for dressing up as something they very much are not.
WHITNEY: It doesn't matter if you like it or not, you're his bitch, so he's gonna make sure you know you're his bitch in whatever way he goddamn pleases. . . But on further consideration, a collar isn't a half-bad idea. Not that he'd actually consider a suggestion from the likes of you, of course. It only takes a visit to the sex shop and a few broken windows before he walks out with his bounty and clips it around your neck. It's way too tight and kind of hurts, but you know nothing is going to come of it if you complain. For the rest of the day, he ties a leash to it, randomly dragging you around and yanking the lead to watch you trip. But before he finally decides to leave, he beckons you closer to slightly loosen the pressure put on your neck. His touch is slightly more gentle now, the heat from his cigarette almost burning your skin as he peers at the collar from way too close a distance. This tenderness doesn't save you from him tying you to a stall in the boy's bathroom the next day, but it did exist for a mere moment nonetheless.
Hi everyone! Sorry for the long hiatus but I'm returning to the dol fandom now and hoping to write more!! So please send in some asks/prompts to help me revive this blog! I will write about anything from my ocs to basically almost every character in the game. Don't be afraid to send something my way ^^
m!LI's with a chubby m!pc except hes like "no i CANT ride you/sit on ur face, id crush ur pelvis/skull!! D:"
Alex is ready to die; if he passes, it'll be a beautiful way to go out. High Dominance Alex decides to pick you up and put you where he wants as a way to show off his strength. Low Dominance Alex whines and begs in an attempt to convince you.
Avery agrees. He saw that Twitter post about someone who had their neck broken via face-sitting and he will not even consider the shame of that. You're better off beneath him anyways.
Black Wolf scoffs. He can basically single-handedly drag a deer back to the cave, having a plump and healthy mate is nothing he can't handle. Just as his mate is soft, he is strong, and he can take care of you.
Eden doesn't care. If he wants you to ride him, you will. Might even punish you a little for implying that you could possibly hurt him with your weight. Do you think he has survived in the woods by being weak and fragile?
Great Hawk doesn't believe you. Husband is fluffy! Husband is warm and soft and snuggly!! Great Hawk is big and scary!! Husband can't hurt Great Hawk!! (He's the only one who actually gets injured - bird bones are semi-hollow and very very breakable)
Kylar wants to die like this. It's the only thing he's ever dreamt.... Actually passes out because he wouldn't tell you that he's running out of air when you sit on his face. Wakes up with a giddy smile on his face as he asks you to do it again.
Robin reassures you. Low Confidence Robin will eventually give up and feel bad that he can't make you feel good because how weak he is. High Confidence Robin just rolls his eyes with a smile. He then pulls you to sit on his face as he promises to make you feel good. You don't need to treat him like glass.
High Dominance Whitney doesn't care. Not like you're gonna be on top anyways. What a stupid slut you are, thinking that he's going to waste his time letting you ride him. Low Dominance Whitney takes it as a challenge. You think he can't do it? You think he's a pussy that's afraid of some weight? He's going to plant you on his face and make you cum so many times you forget your own name.
Pure Sydney flushes and starts stammering. It's alright! You guys can do missionary anyways! Don't worry!! Corrupt Sydney is very very ready to test that hypothesis. Wanna see if you could actually break him? He invites you to try.
I don't think my ask went through? If so here it is again:
How would Axel and Everett feel about Dove?
I love them!!!! And you ofc
Axel: Why is Dove accepted for the same traits that he is ostracized for? He is confused about how Dove seems to endear people to her with her gentle words and soft-spoken nature. For a while after their shared science lab, he follows her around and tries to study her. He wants to understand her mannerisms and mimic them to an extent. Probably a little nicer to her for those few months (helping her get things down from the shelves or doing manual labour for her).
Everett: Sweet kid. He's going to beat the shit out of her dad. If he ever runs into Dove, probably delights in teasing her and making her squirm. Yes, he is a grown-ass man. Yes, he will bully a whole high schooler. It's funny and he doesn't understand people are actually capable of having their feelings hurt. Probably tapes a 'kick me' sign to her back.
u cant just post everett and not expect me to ask about him!!!!! so whats he like? whats he into? what he do 👀
genuine bastard man. horrible little guy. like axel, he has very little empathy, but he decides that its funny actually and so just jokes about everything. he is also a pathetic little scrungus who has repressed every emotion he has ever felt; mf fills the void in his life with jokes.
like he is the worst man ever. he will see u sobbing and crying and venting about your horrible life and he gets so uncomfortable he just throws up a peace sign and says "damn im not listening to all that. im happy for u or sorry that happened i guess lol"
you meet him at the temple at first, and he originally keeps his job as a secret from you. the main way of raising love with him is to join him in being an absolute menace. this would include stuff like fucking up the boats at the docks and drinking with him at the pub. (bar fights unfortunately being included in that activity).
he always says he moved to the town for his job, but never mentions it. eventually at a high-love event, he gets hurt and you have to bring him back to your apartment. there you see the weapons and chemicals everywhere, and he reveals that he's working with the powerful people in the town to make chemical/biological weapons.
from there, if you reject him, you will never see him again. if you accept him, his apartment will open up as a place you can hang out (and steal chemicals from, though that lowers love). if you unlock 'devotion mode' for him, you become everything to him and he begins to worship you as a god (or at high dominance, he views himself as a god and you as the only one worthy of him).
as for the Spicy Stuff:
- military + gun kink
- religion kink, loves you in the way where hes willing to burn the world down at your whim
- petplay,,,, mf has a collar and chain ready,,, woof woof
- biting!! his teeth are sharpened from his past as a mercenary, he will scar you with da chompers
- technically a virgin before u get yr claws into him lol, but Freaky nonetheless
- if you get him really overwhelmed, then he stops being able to speak english, just stuttering out curses and phrases in his native language
-loves fucking you after a fight, other people's blood still red on his knuckles. the pounding of his heart is the only thing that makes him feel alive
anyways this is just an overview of him. theres way more rattling around my brain abt this lad so if yall want pls ask me more about him!!
Hey guys! I'm just wondering if there's any interest in me making a discord server for talking about DOL and our OCs? I love seeing the thoughts everyone has and I'd love to chat with you all about your wonderful little blorbos!
Hey guys! I'm just wondering if there's any interest in me making a discord server for talking about DOL and our OCs? I love seeing the thoughts everyone has and I'd love to chat with you all about your wonderful little blorbos!
* BANGS HANDS ON DESK * HI RAVEN AS THE ONE WHO GOT ME INTO WRITING FOR THIS FANDOM,,, ANSWER ME THIS,,,, what does dove think about axel? uwu school ocs go brrr -caged-croww
SKSKSKSKSKS YOU'RE WELCOME FOR THAT BTW. 😎😎😎😎😎
Didn't we decide they share a science class? Honestly Dove is one of those people who lives in her own little bubble, which is what her daddy wants (to keep her from finding out his dirty habits)
So unless he introduced himself to her she might not even notice him, especially because he is so 'by the book'.
Now let's say Sirris pairs them up for a science project. Immediately Dove is a little put off by the lack of.... Anything in his eyes. But she'll shove it off and be friendly and try to get along.
The more time goes on, the more she notices him. Notices how... How hollow he is. Nothing. Not an emotion. Not a smile, a frown, a hint of anger. Now she's unsettled. Now she's trying to avoid him.
Now she's worried there might be something seriously wrong with him.
hi! ik u’ve done a post on how the LI’s see Axel, but how does Axel see them? Also bailey, wren, remy, and harper! uwu
((HAHA yall are going to get your first look into this horrible bastard man's brain and yall, it is Not Good))
Axel sees Alex as a fool, but an endearing one. Looks at him the same way someone would look at a turtle on its back. He is a little jealous of the idea of a family legacy to pass on, but he doesn't really know the farmer that well. Axel's work with Remy only entails so much, and being a farm-sabotaging goon is not amongst his roles.
Axel finds Avery vain and annoying in the way you hate people when they're far too similar to you. He understands putting on a mask to charm and fit in; his entire life has been about pretending to be something he is not. However, must the businessman be so entitled about it? Axel doesn't respect those who demand attention without having earned the right.
Axel sympathizes with Eden. If he could live in the woods for the rest of his life without speaking to another human being ever again, he would. Doesn't know much about the hunter outside of rumours, but is envious of the hermit nonetheless. However, that's a life Axel knows he'll realistically never have; he will not give up his potential to sate his own petty wants.
As for Black Wolf, Axel has only seen flashes of him in the forest, he has only heard the rumours of a monstrous canid prowling the area, but he isn't afraid. He has a secret affection for dogs and wolves; the roles in their packs are clearly defined, you are accepted so long as you fulfil your duty to the pack, and they certainly do not judge if your facial expressions are just a little too wrong for the situation. However, besides the occasional pang of longing, he doesn't really think much about the wolves.
Well. Kylar is certainly someone who exists! That's all Axel can think without being rude. Genuinely he sees this greasy little guy and just wonders why he continues to break every social rule after getting bullied so harshly. Still, it's easy enough to wrangle stolen chemicals out of him, and besides that, Axel does not want any more contact with the strange little fellow. Axel has a future, and Kylar doesn't. That's all he needs to know about the other.
Robin is a... friendly enough 'neighbour'. Axel would feel bad for him if he was capable of it; the other orphan simply isn't cut out to survive in a place like this, and that is unfortunate. It's like seeing someone raising a fish on land. He just knows that Robin is going to suffer and perish, and Axel's thoughts are just that unnecessary agony is a waste of everyone's time.
Sydney is great! The boy never says more than a word to Axel, and Axel would like to keep it that way. Their relationship is purely transactional, and both of them abide by the rules perfectly. This is an ideal person to interact with.
Whitney is loud and pointless and makes Axel's head hurt. However, so long as the bully doesn't interfere with his business any longer, Axel sees no reason to pay any more attention to him. There are more important things to focus on than purposeless people.
Axel does not know the Great Hawk.
Axel respects Bailey to an extent, but he wonders how profitable this whole scheme is. The caretaker must be quite assured of his own mortality if he's willing to invest in debts that take 18 years before they can even begin to collect. In general, he thinks Bailey should either focus on raising the kids or maximizing profit; at the current rate, the kids are all rude and the profit seems middling. Sticking with one or the other will yield far better results. (Honestly, if he were more invested in the caretaker's life, he'd suggest selling some of the more useless orphans off to organ harvesting facilities. The payoff there is almost always instant, and Bailey rids himself of a dependant at the same time. However, Axel doesn't really care, so Bailey can just run this place to the ground for all it matters to him)
Axel does not know Wren... yet. He doesn't know this, but he has a family member more involved with Wren's style of sketchy shit. However, the smuggler's hyperactivity definitely would give him a headache.
Remy is Axel's boss! (Part-time, at least). Their relationship consists of Remy handing Axel a task, Axel completing that task, and then the farmer gives him payment. Overall, ideal relationship. Axel mostly just looks through paperwork, helps the farm get away with their undisclosed income streams, as well as tinkering with some of the machines on the underground farm to make it more efficient for humans.
Harper is Axel's hero (well, the closest thing he has to one). Axel dreams of becoming a doctor, so he goes to almost every open lecture Harper hosts. Wants to one day be a multi-specialist too, but thinks Harper's belief in hypnosis is too unscientific. Sees no moral issues with what the doctor is doing, but is affronted each time Harper doesn't write down careful logs of experiments or seems to change treatments on a whim.
male love interests with a m!PC except its the stuck-in-a-wall trope. preferably where the LI's noncon PC pls :-)
(GAHH YOU GUYS,,, STOP INDULGING MY 'I WANT THE LIS TO ALL BE BASTARDS' KINK BC IM GOING MAD WITH POWER ,,, jkjk pls send more bastards and angst xoxo my kink is people crying)
TW: noncon
Alex hired a farmhand, someone who could actually help him while he worked. He is tired of cleaning up after your messes and fixing your mistakes. He loves you, he really does! He loves being around you, he loves your company, but he can't pay you to just mess things up! Being his friend is nice, but he isn't going to pay for friendship. When he finds you stuck after an attempt to fix the milking machine, he can't help but look for a little too long before he announces his presence. Low Dominance Alex would probably grope you a little under the pretense of 'helping you'. Would definitely get a nice handful of your ass, but he probably wouldn't push it further. High Dominance Alex will ignore your pleas for help, instead, he starts undoing your pants, eyes fixed on your perfect ass and shapely legs. He tells you that he's finally found a use for you on the farm, and he will try his best to make it gentle and good, but he won't stop even if you beg him. You got stuck like this for a reason, even if you don't want to admit it to yourself. He's going to take you as many times as he wants, he has a lot of lost profit to make up for.
Avery finds you half-stuck under his bed, dressed in a slutty little butler's uniform. Though you were doing a god-awful job at cleaning his already-spotless highrise penthouse, watching you fumble at your work has been enjoyable enough for the businessman. When you crawl forward to dust under his bed, he doesn't even realize you're stuck until he sees your ass wiggling in the air as you attempt to squirm back out. Unfortunately for you, his mind instantly fills with much better ways to entertain himself. You had both agreed that tonight would be hands-off, but Avery knows how much you owe to the orphanage owner every week, and he knows you quite literally cannot afford to give up an opportunity to give up the prospects of a pay raise. When you stiffen as you feel him pull down your tight little shorts, he only needs to promise a few hundred more pounds in payment before you fall limp in defeat. Even if you didn't really want this, his offer is too good to refuse... After he's done with you, he would probably still leave you under there to wiggle out yourself. Avery is a gentleman, and he is not going to be doing manual labour to fix your own stupid mistake of getting stuck.
Eden finds you so adorable. You try so hard to keep up with his lifestyle of rugged outdoor living and you fail almost every time. However, when he finds you stuck half-out a window, his brain turns to far more lecherous things. He will keep you there all day, using you whenever he felt like it. He finds it amusing to see how you wiggle and flail in an attempt to free yourself, and most of all, he just likes the idea of having your sweet lil ass on tap for him to use. Easily frees you when it's bath time though, and he laughs when you realize that he could've gotten you out at any time. Tries to find a way to trick you into getting stuck again. He likes how helpless you like in there.
Black Wolf does not enjoy sharing with the rest of the pack. He will do it, because that is his duty as the alpha, but he wishes you would spend more time with him instead of just playing around with the half-grown pups all the time. When you try to burrow into a hole too small for you, he only watches in amusement at first. However, when he realizes you really can't get out, he shuffles over to guard your ass against those who haven't earned the right to fuck you yet (though, his own jealousy seethes that he is the only pack member to deserve you. He is the alpha, after all). Seeing you so vulnerable though, he feels his arousal grow. You're practically presenting your ass to him, surely you meant for this to happen? Why else would you be swaying your hips like that? Mounts you despite your muffled protests, justifying it all by saying that he's the alpha and that he deserves whatever he can take by force. If you're too weak to defend yourself, then he will just have to claim you and defend you as his property. After he's done, you are stuck in both the front and back, and you can't even try to free yourself until his knot deflates.
Kylar probably orchestrated it. He put your important textbooks all the way in the back of your locker, and with you reaching so far back to get it, it only takes one tiny shove for you to topple in, your upper body pinned by the metal locker as your back end hangs out. Takes tons of pictures and vows to remember the way you look. He doesn't want your first times to be like this, where you can't even see his face. So he just grinds against you until he cums. Cuddles you even as you kick back against him, reasoning that you're only that hostile because you don't know it's him. Spends his time guarding you from the other students until a teacher notices you, and then darts when they come over to investigate. To this day, you still don't know who pushed you in the locker that one time.
Robin finds you stuck in the washing machine in the orphanage. You had climbed halfway in to retrieve some clothes in the back, but the unit is old and cheap and small, so it was really no surprise when you got stuck. Low Confidence Robin would be somewhat worried and alarmed, immediately rushing forward to help pull you out. However, that night, he wouldn't be able to stop thinking about how helpless you were, and how he could've taken advantage of you without anyone doing a thing. Feels bad for his thoughts when Post Nut Clarity kicks in. High Confidence Robin makes a 'stuck in washing machine' joke, and uses it to gauge your willingness to boink. If you sound okay with it, he would definitely fuck you before helping you out, but if you say no, he may just grope a little as he tries to free you. No matter what, he will tease you about it for the rest of forever, and will also tell you how lucky you are that it was him who found you and not anyone else.
Pure Sydney sees you stuck in the wall in the living quarters of the temple and he panics. Calls Jordan for help and asks you why you were crawling around in there in the first place. Maybe they would blush a lot seeing your butt just right there in front of them, but would not touch you in a sexual manner. Corrupt Sydney however, would probably grab your ass and coo out a 'guess who?' No matter what you say, he's too turned on to just help you with no reward, so he tells you to keep quiet as he pulls down your pants. Having a quickie in the temple has been a fantasy for him, so there's no way he's going to give up such an amazing opportunity just because you're begging him to stop. Some part of him wants to get caught for the scandal, but he's still glad that your pleas didn't cause anyone to rush to your rescue. After he's finished, he'll pull you out and ask you to be more careful. But he'd also joke that it's fine if you keep getting stuck as long as he's here to reap the benefits.
Great Hawk notices when you're half-hanging out the trapdoor, your ass wiggling in the air as you try to squeeze yourself through. He loves seeing Husband's face, yes, but perhaps that was distracting him from Husband's other beautiful parts! Like Husband's ass, so inviting and right there and... Before you know it, the harpy has mounted you, too entranced and turned on by your beauty to even hear your pleas for him to stop using you, for him to help you, for him to let you go. When he finishes, he rips the trapdoor off it's hinges and throws the twisted metal scrap off of the tower. Before you can even think of escaping again, he sweeps you up to continue his worship of your body in the warmth of his nest.
High Dominance Whitney shoved you in there himself. You were being a bad slut, and he decided this was a good enough punishment. Stuffing you into a locker, he strips you of your pants and underwear, leaving you completely exposed in the middle of the hall. Though you're begging for forgiveness and promising to be better, Whitney still decides that he'd have more fun with you like this. After he and his friends get done using you, you're left sore and questioning, still utterly vulnerable. You only realize what his intentions are when you hear his footsteps getting further and further away. He leaves you there all day for every student of the school to use as they please, only coming by once in a while to taunt you about being a better slut for him. Low Dominance Whitney is more than happy to see you, completely stuck in a locker. When he walks up and greets you like nothing's wrong, you beg for him to help you out. However, he only laughs at that and says that it would be dumb if he didn't take the time to appreciate this nice little gift. Pinches at your ass, telling you to admit that you did this on purpose, that you wanted him to catch you and that you wanted to offer yourself to him. When he's done, he would pull you out and smirk, telling you that this was the greatest surprise present he's ever gotten. After that, you notice that your locker hinges are a lot rustier and harder to open than before... Hopefully that doesn't lead to you getting stuck again!
hey its the himbo requester again lol. was wondering if u could do himbo PC again but being corrupted by sydney?? like,, sydney was pure but PC started to indirectly corrupt him so now c!sydney is secretly lusting after and sluttifying PC?? perhaps some noncon too? im case u cant tell i have a himbo kink lol
(ALSO I LOVED THE HIMBO PC WITH KYLAR IT WAS PERFECT TYSM)
((OH BOY I LOVED WRITING IT SO HERE YOU GO PART 2 KINDA. as always, the rest is below the cut, this got super fucking long sorry lol))
TW: noncon/dubcon, uhhh biting ig?? light light stuff, das abt it mostly
You liked hanging out with your friend Sydney! He's not quite as boisterous as you, but you find his quiet calm to be a nice contrast to your own sunny energy. You had first stumbled across him in the library, and you decided to spend your free time outside of class to hang out with the soft-spoken boy. You would even call him a pretty good friend! Just as you hang around the too-silent library for him, he also does cool things for you! Like when you convinced him to skip his volunteering work at the temple to go clothes-shopping with you.
That's the thing with friendships! It goes both ways. You get him contacts, convince him to let his hair down (both figuratively and literally), and jokingly flirt with him just to watch his face flush. In return, he helps you with school work that you can't wrap your head around, he keeps you company, and once in a while, he shoots you a smile that makes you feel like the sun in the sky.
if you were a little more observant, you would've noticed the way his smile has a little more of a crooked tilt now; if you were more observant, you would've noticed the way Sirris frowns at you and tries to shield you from his child as though you were a bad influence; if you were more observant, you would've noticed how the library is empty now, its doors already locked as Sydney works through his closing rounds.
However, you've always been too trusting of the people in your life, so you notice nothing, just doodling away on your page as you wait for your friend to finish up. You never even thought about him as a threat. Not gentle Sydney who doesn't retaliate even as bullies crush his glasses under his heel, not sweet Sydney who stays up to tutor you even when his eyelids can't help but flutter shut from exhaustion, not weak Sydney who seems so much smaller than you, who seems like he needs your protection.
So when you feel an unexpected touch against your skin, your first thought is to giggle, thinking that the library monitor has finally finished his work. He's gotten a lot touchier since you started talking to him, and you feel warm knowing that he finally feels safe enough around you to be as affectionate as he wants.
That fluttering warmth turns into searing confusion as the same touch continues to trail across your form. You finally look up to see Sydney's same gentle eyes, no longer hidden by his thick glasses frames. Something new lurks in his gaze, and you don't know how to feel.
His fingers brush against the fabric of your shirt, his palm cupping the hard lines of your strong pecs. Ice fills your body, and you can't move. This is your friend Sydney, pure Sydney who loves the temple and his faith and he couldn't possibly be doing this to you. Though you want to move, though you want to shove him away and run until you have space to think about what's happening, you still can't bring yourself to lay a hand on the soft nerdy boy who was always a comforting presence at your side.
His dextrous fingers, once used for filing away books, now slowly unbutton your uniform shirt. As white fabric falls from your body, your flesh is revealed to your friend's hungry eyes. You were never ashamed of your body; you had shown the same skin in front of Sydney before, in fact. You had brought him to the beach once, so you could convince him to have a day of summer fun. Yet now, you feel utterly naked under his gaze.
"You're so handsome." The voice is still Sydney's, soft-spoken and clear in each of his words. Your hopes of this being some horrible imposter shatter. His hands come up to grope at your muscles again, and you tense, head still spinning with confusion and emotions you can't even name.
Slowly, his hands trail down, fingers tracing the lines and contours of your abs until he stops at the waistband of your school pants. You remember he sold them to you when you had done something dumb and completely shredded your previous pair. It seems ironic that he's the one taking them off you now. When he cups your groin, you realize with a flush that you're obviously aroused. He seems to feel it too, judging by the smile that crosses his face. It's still the same smile that rounds his cheeks with joy, and you can't help but relax at the sight.
"You want this, don't you?" His gaze is piercing against yours. He was always so much smarter than you, and you find yourself believing his words. "You had tempted me, and I Fell for you. I had kept waiting for you, and you only ever teased."
His voice is huskier now, deepened with lust and yet still as eloquent as ever. He wants something from you, but you don't understand what. Sydney seems to see the confusion in your eyes, and he softens just slightly, your genial stupidity as endearing to him now as ever.
"Ask me for it. I want you to beg me. I want you to feel it. The craving, the want that will rot you from the inside out. I want to ruin you like how you ruined me."
Oh.
At his words, you realize that the roiling feeling in your chest is... desire. Despite your fear, despite your confusion, despite your hesitation, you still feel heat warming your flesh and stirring your blood.
You want it. Sydney has always been the smarter one between the two of you, and even now, he still knows you better than you know yourself.
When you mumble out a plea, you feel his soft lips press against your cheek. Despite the situation, the reward of such gentle affection brings a blush to your cheek.
Deft fingers begin to undo your trousers, pulling them down and freeing your arousal to the world. The cold air of the library meets your warmth and you gasp at the sensation, hips weakly bucking in search of even that tiny bit of stimulation.
Sydney circles around to your front now, his own obvious lust pressing against the front of his pants. In one smooth movement, he straddles your lap, his eyes locked onto your lust-reddened face. He too unbuttons his trousers, freeing his cock from its fabric.
"You know, I had a chastity belt on when I met you." His implication is obvious, even to someone like you. It was you who did this to him. Whose goading jokes made him turn against his faith to give himself to you.
You meet his eyes, whimpering from the back of your throat as you try to rut yourself against him. However, though you're strong, you are still not quite strong enough to push back against Sydney's entire weight holding you down.
He whispers some gentle assurances, though your brain is too fevered with lust to hear the words wrapped in his comforting tone. However, soon enough, you feel the head of his arousal press against your entrance. You arch and beg, desperate to take him inside of you, desperate for anything that can quench the fire in your core.
Sydney kisses you the same moment he pushes into your depths. The moment would be gentle and romantic if not for the circumstances around this tryst, and if you weren't far too gone to appreciate it.
Sydney's movements are slow as he rocks into you, his new corrupted state as still caring for you in his own unique way. Your hips move with animal instinct, drawing him deeper and deeper into yourself as you chase the spark of pleasure that lights your body aflame with each one of his movements. The rest of the world fades away until it is just you and Sydney and the lust heating your skin.
Both of your movements are sloppy and inexact, but where experience is lacking, the two of you make up for it with enthusiasm. Your hands curl on his hips as you bring him deeper and deeper into you, a fucked-out squeak escaping your lips each time he presses against that special spot that makes your vision white out with pleasure.
Sydney nuzzles into your neck, muttering something under his breath as his own face flushes with his mounting lust and exertion. If you were listening closely, you might've guessed that it was a prayer to you, as though you were the most divine thing in his life. His words are stuttered between sucking hickeys onto your skin and hitched gasps each time your walls clench down around him, but he babbles out his desire for you nonetheless.
When you feel the rubber band of arousal within you begin to tighten with tension, you arch and squirm beneath Sydney's form, trying to chase the high of relief that seems so close. He seems to sense it too, for he begins to speed up, interspersing his kisses with light bites that mar your flesh and send waves of pinprick painpleasure through your body.
Your moans mix with his whines, and finally, you cum, your back arching and cheeks shining with tears you didn't even realize you shed. The feeling of your spasms around him is too much for Sydney, and he too climaxes, sending wave after wave of warmth deep inside of you.
When he collapses against you, his uniform sticking to your sweat-sheened skin. A tide of emotions sweeps through your now-unclouded mind. Fear, confusion, hesitation, you've felt them all not moments before, but now, you feel something else join their ranks. Something you're almost afraid to label as desire.
school love interests reaction to fem pc calling them her ‘baby boy’?
High Confidence Robin puffs his chest out and pouts. He's not a baby! He's not! He's jokingly huffy about it but you can tell he walks around with a pep in his step for the rest of his day. Sometimes he loves you so much it feels like his heart is going to burst. Low Confidence Robin blushes and scrunches his nose. Still, he cuddles into your side happily anyways, just glad to hear some kind words for once.
Kylar gets it tattooed if you call him by that more than once. He is getting a pet name from his beloved? And it's so cute??? This is only going to make him want to put a real baby inside of you more.
Pure Sydney giggles and blushes a little bit. He jokingly asks if that makes you his 'baby girl' then, but his face gets even redder when he says that. Will doodle a heart onto your face to return your affection. Corrupt Sydney smiles and nuzzles into you. It's not until lunchtime that you realize that he now has 'baby boy' scrawled on the back of his hand, claiming him as yours.
Whitney starts fuming and puffing. Low Dominance Whitney may rarely be more alright with it when you two are alone in the park after sex, but he still turns his face away so you can't see his blush as he mutters a protest under his breath. High Dominance Whitney gets genuinely a little angry when he thinks you're making fun of him, and his torments are a little crueller that day. When you're curled up, sobbing on the ground, you feel his hot breath against your ear as he hisses out "I hope you learned your place, slut."
love interests finding out that male PC, who is very robust and masculine/manly, actually enjoys being called "pretty" a lot and gets flustered and bashful when they call him that!?!?
Low Dominance Alex loves seeing the smile on your face, though you might have to nudge him into saying it at first. He probably begs you to grow your hair out so he can practice his braids again. Mostly, he just loves pampering you and calls you the most beautiful thing in his rough and muddy life. High Dominance Alex probably found out by teasing you during farm work. Though you can easily do as much as him, he still jokes by calling you a city slicker and all that. When he sees you begin to flush at the words 'pretty boy', he instantly Knows. Continues to tease you by calling you 'too pretty for all this big heavy work', but also shifts to just using it as a pet name for you.
Avery is as delighted as someone like him can be. He's always found you pretty, though not necessarily the same way you may interpret it. He finds you pretty in the way that vases and flowers and little birds are pretty; as in they are very nice things to own and people enjoy looking at them. Makes it his goal to make you more and more beautiful; everyone should see you on his arm and seethe in jealousy.
Eden is a little confused, but he's got the spirit. At Low Love, he thinks you're making fun of him and the chores you do around the house by calling yourself a housewife. However, at High Love, he will kiss your cheek and tell you that he's so lucky to have such a pretty and capable spouse. You really are perfect for him.
Black Wolf doesn’t know about human gender roles and he really doesn't care about human gender roles. He sees that you're pretty, that's why the pack chose you, after all, so why shouldn't he call you pretty? Because you're big and strong? He's also big and strong and he finds himself pretty as hell! Being robust only means that you're more beneficial to the pack anyways. To him, that makes you even more beautiful.
Kylar already calls you pretty. You're so beautiful, that's why you're his muse, that's why his notebooks are full of your perfect face. Probably almost dies when he sees how flustered you get and from then on, literally never misses a chance to call you pretty (especially in front of other people). Seeing you all flushed and bashful because of him? Kylar is on cloud 9 from sheer joy.
Robin is also a little confused at Low Confidence. He probably thinks that someone's bullying you and tries to reassure you by telling you that you're the strongest person he knows. After you tell him though, he gets embarrassed and says that even strong people can be pretty and you are both! High Confidence Robin also likes seeing you squirm, though he much prefers complimenting you in private. Will shower you with kisses and tell you how beautiful each one of your features are. Also would probably try to convince you to crossdress with him (if you already bought him skirts/dresses).
Pure Sydney will smile wide and call you the most graceful, charming, and stunning person he knows. Also gets flustered when you get flustered though, he didn't know his words had such a big effect on you! Still, he feels his heart grow warm as he sees your flushing face. Corrupt Sydney would write you a poem describing your beauty and slip it into one of your textbooks. It's only when the paper falls out in class do you read it, and he smiles thinking about you trying to hide your reddening cheeks as you read his words.
Whitney uses it as bait. He will call you his 'pretty slut' and laugh at your expression, saying that your blush shows how much you like being called that. Low Dominance Whitney would actually call you pretty as he rolls his eyes and tells you that's why he chose you. High Dominance Whitney would definitely mock you about it; saying that if you really want to be beautiful, why don't you just kneel like a good little slut and let him use you?
Great Hawk has not stopped cawing about your beauty since the moment you were kidnapped arrived at his tower. The first time he sees you flush, he worries that he said something wrong. However, when you tell him that you're just embarrassed but you like it, his feathers puff out in pride. His words made Spouse happy!! So happy their face is red!! Can't stop cooing over you and worshipping your beauty, especially after your wings come in. His songs mostly consist of bragging about you to the other harpies now.
