Grian on a call with some friends, except he’s cockwarming Scar the whole time and trying very hard to not make a sound, especially during quiet parts of the call.
human enough martyn/warden hybrid mumbo. mumbos soooo nervous abt taking his gf back to his room, and at first martyns like "but why? we've fucked plenty of times" before realizing that his room is covered in skulk/tentacles/etc. and that so much noise coming back to mumbo paired w martyns scent makes him need to mate him. and the mating sperm plug IS a required part of this whole procedure btw
Already sent an ask earlier, however, consider this:
Something something vex magic being tentacles something something Scar’s vex magic tentacles holding Grian down and fucking him something something
Much to think about
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YIPPEEEE
Maybe Scar poses it as something new to try. Grian agrees and soon finds his hands bound above his head by tentacles. His legs are spread and held down by more tentacles. More appear from nowhere, running over his body. They're suckers latch onto his nipples and more suckers leave bruises on his skin. When he moans, a tentacle fills his mouth. That's when the tables find his pussy. They're suctioning onto his clit and spreading his pussy lips wide open. He tries to squirm, wide-eyed, and begging to be stretched first. You can hardly tell with the tentacles in his mouth, though. The tentacles spread Grian open, one slithering in, quickly followed by a 2nd, then a 3rd, then a 4th. Grian cries from the burning stretch. The tentacles waist no time on fucking into him. They slide deeper and deeper with each thrust. They hit his cervix and Grian shudders. The tentacles slam against it till they're into his womb, spreading it open for use. The tentacles can be seen bulging out of his belly. Meanwhile the tentacle in his mouth is fucking him. So he's basically being spitroasted by tentacles. The one's in his pussy of course begin to pump eggs inside of him. Egg after egg, the size of golf balls fill his womb. Grian squirms again, but he finds it so hot that his womb is being used as an incubator. Scar the whole while has been jacking off to the sight and cumming on Grian. The moment the entire clutch has been laid inside Grian_his belly bulging like he was 4 months pregnant_Scar shoves his cock inside Grian to fertilize them. He drives his cock in fast and hard. He spills load after load into Grian's womb, making his belly extend even more. Then Scar plugs Grian up to keep everything inside. Grian's cum several times during thise whole ordeal.
i.mpy overstim king because even if he's cum twice now, he just wants to stay being good and providing for his hubbies <3 thoughts aren't really thinking anymore, but he's being praised and there's hands touching him, and even if there's something about it that wants to start hurting, there's another part that's taking incredible pleasure in the pain and overstimulation of what's going on <3
this year, for jibbtober, i'll be doing fic commissions! please check out the image below for information.
artistree (includes terms and conditions!)
kink list is also under cut! this will be updated as slots fill up; please check latest reblog of this post for the current list of options.
day 1: chastity devices // virginity kink // age gap
day 2: medical kink // overstimulation // sex recording
day 3: nipple play/torture // mirror sex // lactation kink
day 4: kink discovery // praise kink // corruption kink
day 5: hate sex // wall sex // selfcest/clone sex
day 6: daddy kink // slut-shaming // clothed sex
day 7: spanking // nonsexual/platonic bdsm // sensory deprivation
day 8: forced feminization // muffing // corsetry
day 9: objectum // erotic electrostimulation // cheating/infidelity
day 10: cunnilingus // piercings/body mods // body writing
day 11: exhibitionism // pet play // collaring
day 12: cuckholding // voyuerism // bondage
day 13: fear play // knotting //werewolf sex
day 14: pussy & cervix torture // flogging/whipping/paddling // squirting
day 15: breeding kink // lingerie //aftercare
day 16: hypnosis // mommy kink // orgasm denial
day 17: forced masculinization // gags // power imbalance
day 18: human furniture // free use // predicament bondage
day 19: roleplay // sex toys // gentle dom
day 20: partialism (specific body part fetish, like a thigh or foot fetish) // scent kink // degradation
day 21: micro/macro // boot worship // phone/video sex
day 22: religious kink // oral fixation // object insertion
day 23: oviposition // hybrid sex // tentacles
day 24: piss drinking // pissing inside someone // bladder control
day 25: consensual non consent // armor kink // outdoor sex
day 26: somnophilia // ghost sex // possessive sex
day 27: redstone sex // potion sex // modded (like in minecraft) sex
day 28: cock & ball torture // humiliation kink // omorashi
day 29: body worship // blow jobs // frotting/scissoring
day 30: sounding // figging // stinging nettles
day 31: taken!
False blindfolded and in a stockade, she gets her pussy fucked by different cocks and straps and has to guess who they belong to. The more she guesses wrong, the rougher it gets. If she doesn’t get it right on the first try, they can pick to finish on her back or in her ass! Sometimes she guesses wrong on purpose
OOOOO veryyyy interesting!!! she's def competitive, she tries,,, at least at first. listening to the grunts n groans, squeezing around a cock, but it's not long before shes just fucked out, gasping, trying and failing to push her hips back into whoever's fucking her <3333
maybe. maybe she should get forced to ruin for each incorrect guess, too <3333333 poor girrrrrl
Grian starting the morning with using a vibrator on his cunt until he’s totally blissed out and then immediately putting his underwear on so he can feel shamefully sticky in his pants all day
//nipple clamps, pussy torture, bdsm, humiliation kink, that promiscuity thing the hermits have
//pearl/false
Another ping on False's comm, later into the night. '<em>Faaaaaaaalsieeeeeeeee, could you come flick my trapdoor again, please?</em>'
Oh, of course. For some reason, False turns her head to hide her smile, even though nobody else is here to see it. '<em>Did you get lost again? Started drowning? lol</em>'
She sees Pearl start typing. Takes her a while to send, '<em>Um, no, and, uh of sorts… Could you come to my base?</em>'
Well. She bets she knows what Pearl's up to, now. From plenty–<em>plenty</em>–of prior experience, False knows to pack her ender chest accordingly. Constantly, Ren is forgetting his sex shulker box–or 'forgetting', so Cleo claims–and False gets called to run it back to him.
She can do something for herself tonight, though, for sure.
But, goodness, wouldn't it be nice if the people she had sex with just called it normal things? Only Cleo can just say 'Hey, down to fuck?' Earlier, with Joe and Xisuma and Zedaph, the lattermost kept calling it 'having a doohickey,' which, of course, the only reason why False didn't just leave outright was because Joe's mouth could do far more than just run and run, but, still!
Pearl is one of the worst offenders of the 'calling it something else' nonsense, though. Literally anything can be sexual with that girl. (She said 'mind if I chomp some lettuce' before trying to go down on False, for the record. False has not let her near her, ahem. Head of lettuce. Since.)
But Pearl is also quite pretty, and her eyes go all soft and doe-y when False looks down at her, and–False doesn't consider her much of a dom, not really, but it's fun to play the part with her.
Rocketing off to her base, landing. It's being torn apart, moved–just ridiculous, in False's opinion, but Pearl wants it her way, and it is her area to do what she wants. Undo what she wants.
"Pearl?" False asks.
"Oh, I'm in here–was just doing a teeny bit of decoration," she calls, and then pops her head out from a room in the mountain. "Didn't want us to, uh, you know, pop each other's chorus fruits while I had a granite-diorite texture in the walls."
"Of course not," False replies. Almost flinches at how dry it comes out, but at least everybody's used to it around her, now.
The room is small, gorgeously decorated, and Pearl's taking her by the hand. "It's been a while," Pearl says, her voice akin to warm clay being rolled back and forth between fingers, in the palm. "Hi."
"Hi," False replies.
Gets up on her tip-toes to meet Pearl's kiss, guide them into the bed.
Not necessarily the most efficient, especially considering their height difference, but False eventually settles them to where False is sitting up and Pearl's leaning back against her, stripping her clothes off her. Firefighter uniform that covers up entirely too much, all that.
False cups her boobs, and they're a little on the smaller side but so are her hands; she kneads them, takes Pearl's nipples between her fingers, the joints, pulls. "Mm!"
This is always the hardest part of domming. What to say, what to say–make it good, make it sexy– "Yeah?"
Kind of a fumble, but Pearl seems attracted to those. "Yeah, I–I always like it when you play with my chest."
Pearl's allergy to saying anything 'dirty' extends quite far. Quite the difference to what she'll do. "I have some clamps on hand; do you wanna play a game with that?" False asks.
Her eyes light up when she shifts around, kisses whatever bits of False's neck and shoulders she can reach. Nods, says, "Yes, please."
False can't help but smile at the politeness, barely not laugh. "Alright," and she pulls out a bundle. "This is some clamps plus some weights, alright?"
"Yeah, yeah, that sounds good."
"What we can do is, we get the clamps on you, and then–" False knows her pretty well by now; Gem is good at controlling her orgasms–but Pearl is not, she's quite easy, really– "Each time I make you cum, we'll put another weight on your nipples, okay?"
A soft whimper out of Pearl's throat, so sweet sounding. "Yes, yes, please–"
Pearl always shaves her pussy, so it's just stubble down there, under False's hand. Her middle finger finds Pearl's clit right away, starts rolling it, and Pearl drops the clamp she was holding. "Need help?" False asks.
That competitive spark in Pearl. "No, I-I got it," she whimpers, places it too deep into the areola.
"That's wrong, though." False removes her hand, and Pearl tries to follow it with her hips– "Seriously? I only touched you for a second–" and the muscles in Pearl's abdomen, thighs, almost spasm with the weight of False's offhand words. "We need it right here," she says, clamps it right on Pearl's left teat.
"But that hurts!" Pearl whines, turns her head, tosses her hair.
Some ends up in False's mouth, and she yanks it down. Another whimper from Pearl at it, of course. She's probably the easiest member on the whitelist, honestly. "Let me just take care of your other one," False sighs, thumps Pearl's right nipple a few times to get it hard, slips the clamp on. Doesn't quite know how to ask about how much it hurts without seeming desperate for domming validation, so she goes, "Ow, ow, ow?"
Pearl's hips buck at that–oh! It probably came off as False making fun of Pearl. Good thing she likes that, then, going, "Yes, it hurts, nngh–"
"Can you tug them?" False is interested.
"I can. Doesn't mean I will, though."
False's hand back down at her pussy, right overtop her clit. "Well–I don't need to do anything with this, do I," False hums, spreads her labia.
"I could flick my own trapdoor!" Pearl whines.
Sometimes, it's a little difficult to get Pearl into the right headspace for False. But there's always ways. "Alright," and then she takes another clamp out of her inventory.
Pulls back Pearl's hood, exposes her clit.
Clamps it right on.
"OW! Ow, ow, ow–that hurts, that hurts, oh, my goodness, ow, ow, ow–" Pearl yelps, bucks her hips up and down a few more times.
"Calm down," False says, because she wants to talk more. There's a little space between the clamp and Pearl's clit that she sticks her finger through, pulls the clamp down. "Okay. Are you able to handle that?"
"Mm-hm…"
"Get your hands up on your boobs–yeah, yeah. Each time I tug on this piercing, you pull on yours, okay?" False says.
"That's gonna hurt–"
"And?"
Pearl whimpers again. It's a great sound.
One that False solicits, tugs on the clit clamp with her thumb, fucks two fingers into her pussy. "Wow, your cunt is so wet," False notes.
Pearl gasps, works her hips a few times. She's mentioned in the past how much she hates that word, which–well. Tends to make her react stronger in bed when it's used. Gem showed her that one night, Pearl between them. In most all other circumstances, False doesn't tend to use it much, either, but, with how Pearl gets about it– "Don't call it that!"
"What. Your cunt?" False asks, keeps her tone simple, the tug on Pearl's clit uncomplicated.
A second later, Pearl tugs on her nipple clamps, the whine out of her mouth long. She'll be cumming soon. "Yes, d-don't, don't–"
"You don't want to cum from your cunt?" False asks, crooks her fingers into her pussy, deep, angling for her g-spot.
"I–" She's so flustered, blush down to her boobs. "Right there–mm, mm, mm–"
"Oh, dear, I'm not sure if you want to cum from there, though," False hums, pulls her fingers out with a thick <em>schlock</em> sound.
"I do! I do–I do, I do, I do," Pearl pants, tries to follow False's fingers. Cleo always calls it Pearl's lost puppy move, when she tries to follow somebody's nice touch.
False tugs on her clit again, keeps going, rhythmically. After a few repetitions, Pearl follows, face screwed into a wince as she keeps pulling on her own boobs. "You aren't doing a good job of that," False says.
Pearl does love critique, loves the improvement process, refining herself. Something that False has always noted about her. "Ah?"
She places her hands on top of Pearl's, uses them to pull her tits up into air, and then tugs on them like that. "See?"
"This hurts!" Pearl wails.
When she gets noisy like that, it only means one thing. "You say that like you're not on the edge right now from it," False points out, dry.
Her fingers are back inside Pearl's pussy before the contractions from the way False keeps talking to her ebb away fully.
Because she clenches about it, every little thing–'easy' is precisely the word for her–and it's only a few more drillings into her g-spot when Pearl cries out, arches her back, humps False's hand and cries a few strangled cries from crushing her own clit and it's all self-inflicted, self-perpetuated.
During Pearl's comedown, False taps her pussy entrance, gently. Doesn't take off the clamps, anything like that.
Contrary to that sentiment, actually– "Go ahead and put the weights on, and I'll give you another orgasm, okay?" False says.
Pearl gasps.
Collects herself, nods.
Her cute face winces at the application of each weight, shudders when she gasps and her tits bob up and down a little too harsh.
And, of course, False makes her start tugging on them in no time.
Makes her cum again, again, again, very, very soon.
Hi Pink, I started thinking about affectionate Scarian headcanons and it’s turned into a giant rant again, so hooray I’m back and I’m talking about marking/biting/neck kissing let’s go
I really love like casual marking + neck kisses between Scarian, personally I like to think of Grian as a biter while Scar leaves hickeys but anything involving their mouths on each others necks just makes me crazy
Scar sneaking up on the Grian, waiting for his avian to be distracted before pouncing on him, tackling him to the ground, and attacking his neck playfully
Grian giggling profusely while lightly scolding Scar
Scar just leaving a trail of popcorn kisses and bites and hickeys all over Grian’s neck and collar, nuzzling into G’s skin because he just loves how he smells and he loves how he tastes and if Scar could he would find a way for Grian to completely surround his senses forever
I think Grian would bite lightly in a casual setting, like if they’re doing a little neck kissing exchange, its very much small nips, light and playful around the skin of Scar’s neck or ears, nothing very harsh, only leaves a mark for a few minutes at times
However if we’re talking about sexual situations, that man BITES.
Like I can imagine him riding Scar, latching onto Scar’s neck or pec, and refusing to let go until he cums, like he leaves nasty bruises and bite marks, sometimes he’ll let go but only if the movement jostles him too much and/or if he can’t contain a moan
Idk maybe it becomes sort of a competition, Scar trying to see what he can do to make Grian have a big enough of a reaction to let go of him, Grian trying to see how long he can stay harshly latched onto Scar’s skin, both of them lowkey wanna eat each other and they are so #intothat
Afterwards both of their hair is a mess, Grian’s got multiple purple bruises swelling under his collar and Scar’s got red angry teeth marks all over his chest
And idk maybe they could draw blood as a treat, if you’re into that, I think maybe they do accidentally once or twice (Grian bites a bit too hard and oops there’s iron in his mouth), but I don’t think that’s the main goal, in fact I think if Scar ever accidentally made Grian bleed like that, it immediately kills the mood because Scar gets too worried/apologetic
Vise versa though it’s like nothing, Scar dies all the time he doesn’t care if gets injured, especially if said injury is for Grian, and Grian feels guilty and kinda gross afterwards but in the moment I don’t think he super notices it happening, it’s like Scar starts bleeding and Grian instinctively starts licking up the blood because it’s Scar and he loves that guy, and he knows logically he’s tasting blood but he’s so lost in the “I’m having sex with my beautiful awesome boyfriend” high that he doesn’t truly notice until they’ve both came and he looks down and it’s like holy shit Scar’s bleeding, when did that happen??? What???? Scar why didn’t you tell him to stop-
Anyway, they’re obsessed with each others bruising, it feels like a claim almost, like I can see Scar purring under the thought of Grian covered in his hickey marks because omg that’s his boyfrieeeeeend, no one else is allowed to have him, he’s got the teeth indents to prove it
Also I didn’t say at the beginning but I’m 100% imaging like, big cat hybrid Scar and avian Grian with this, idk maybe that contributes to the eating each other urges
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EEEEEHHEHHEHEHEHEHEEEEE OMG YES YAYAYAYAY THIS IS SO CUTE
I love wholesome Scarian
I love Grian being a biter. I think Scar could definitely grow into it, but he's worried at first. He doesn't want to hurt Grian, and maybe he's worried the more feline, predatory side will be unleashed and attack the avian because his instincts say he's prey. Unfortunately for Scar, Grian is into that.
But god, i love marks! They're so cute and pretty, and I adore them. Scar and Grian, they both definitely just have marks everywhere. Thighs, hips, stomach, neck, chest, every sexy inch of skin is marked. There's more bruise than skin once they're done with each other.
Ren and Martyn being so excited to reunite in Wild Life the moment they’re alone they immediately start fucking and get so carried away they don’t think about the implications of Ren knotting Martyn mid-session until they come down from the high and Ren is still stuck. And no, the size morphing doesn’t help because they were basically already “crouched” and are the smallest they can be. And they can’t really jump like this.
So they’re stuck with either doing nothing and waiting while hoping nobody finds them, or calling out in chat where everyone can read for a small break because they couldn’t help themselves.
I actually can't think about anything other than Grian's canon broodmother fantasies. What do you mean it would be his ideal job to do nothing but lay eggs all day. Make that wish a reality, he needs to be so round and full 100% of the time. At any given moment either giving birth or being knocked up again or lazing around in his nest.
Vex eggs courtesy of Scar that additionally scramble his brain the whole time they're in because of all the leaking magic. Dragon eggs from Gem as he helps her breed an army of dragonlings. He gets used as a living mob farm because he'll spread his legs for whatever will put the next clutch in him.
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