collective name is vine, it/fae pronouns, i am a system
gonna be posting and reblogging freaky shit here, sometimes about fictional characters, so there's that. i will talk about gore, emeto, and other dark kinks. sometimes i will write drabbles! don't expect me to be shakespeare. characters that aren't OCs will be tagged with a period (this -> .) after the first letter and before the last letter of their name. example: i.llumin.a
you will be blocked if you interact with me and i can't easily find your age. but also, if you're blocked, that could also mean literally nothing. i block at the slightest inconvenience.
feel free to send me anons or whatever, i don't mind. but keep in mind that i'm not a sub and that's not negotiable.
below the read more are tags, and kinks that are a hard no for me. the tags and kinks listed will probably get edited as needed.
warning: there will be dark kink here, i do not trigger tag, read my blog at your own risk
talking tag: vine speaks...🌷
any original writing that's about ocs: from the diary of a lonely inphernal...🪷
saving specific posts: stashing this in the garden...🌿
♡ ~ illumina picking out lace underwear for you, her favorite priestess, to wear. she is your goddess, it is well within her power to have you dress however she pleases
♡ ~ you also do have to model all the lace, of course. she needs to see how exactly it fits your mortal body before she makes it mandatory for you to wear
♡ ~ and it doesn't always have to be functional underwear either. you are her priestess after all, and she will decorate you how she wants
♡ ~ it's not like anyone would know that you're wearing lingerie under your other clothes. no one except for you, and the goddess you are so dedicated to
♡ ~ gently grinding against mommy tarantula's thigh as you whimper and beg for a chance to drink some of her sweet milk
♡ ~ her eventually giving in as she can never deny her lovely baby for very long, adjusting her poncho to give you better access to her soft tits
♡ ~ you grinding harder against her thigh, moaning against her nipple as you bask in the comfort of your sweet dear momma
♡ ~ tarantula praising you all the while, ignoring her own growing wetness as she rubs the back of your neck and tells you how good you've been for her all week
♡ ~ and her eventually fingering you to help you cum, as momma always wants to help her dear baby relax
♡ ~ relaxing after a long day of training and work, casually laying naked with your beloved windforce. being her favorite priestess has its perks after all
♡ ~ with one of those perks being pleasure, of course. she doesn't ask you, she tells you she's ready for it and you obediently sink your head down to her pussy
♡ ~ you get a few strong whiffs from windforce's bush. she hasn't bathed yet, she knows how much you enjoy her scent. iron, petrichor, and musk. you shiver as you take it all in, the undeniably divine scent
♡ ~ windforce pushes your head down so that you start eating her out already, and her keeping a firm grasp on your horn to make sure you stay right where she wants you
♡ ~ after your devoted work, she does cream on your face. she has a habit of letting a bit of electricity lose whenever she cums, giving your face a mild shock and riling you up
♡ ~ and she tells you that if you get bathed and ready faster than her, she'll let loose on you with her strap hard enough for you to wonder if she bred you. all for her favorite priestess, of course
♡ ~ fingering taratula in your shared tent, her covering her mouth with her hand so that no one outside of the tent can hear you two
♡ ~ praising tarantula for taking your fingers so well, as you add another and another into her glossy wet folds
♡ ~ making sure to spend some of your time rubbing her clitoris to deliver some delicious friction. and while doing that, resisting the urge to go harder as you hear a tiny bit of her sweet whimpering despite tarantula's best efforts to stay silent
♡ ~ as you feel her internal walls start to spasm, you pull her in for a kiss with your other hand. it's not like tarantula can be that noisy with your tongue in her mouth, can she?
♡ ~ her orgasm, squirting all over your hand as she moans into her mouth, her internal walls nearly crushing your fingers with how hard they pulsate
♡ ~ and finally, breaking the kiss to lick your own hand clean from her juices, savoring the smell and the scent of your beloved partner. less laundry has to be done this way, after all.
♡ ~ darkheart being a part of the shadows and grabbing you as you walk through a shady city alley
♡ ~ shadow hands reaching under your shirt to grope your breasts and reaching under your underwear to finger you, right there in the streets
♡ ~ you trying your best to be quiet as darkheart does her best to make you cum right there and then, not bothering to be gentle as she doesn't care if anyone hears
♡ ~ you did pray for some stress relief earlier, and of course darkheart wishes to answer the prayers of her favorite priestess
♡ ~ squeezing your nipples and rubbing your folds until you cream right there into her hands
♡ ~ and once you've orgasmed, her hands recede back into the shadows like nothing happened. leaving you to walk back home sweatier and stickier than you were before, blushing as you hope no one noticed
FrozenPetals Smut, Snowlily x Icedagger, 1,057 words
Content Warning: Fauxcest, Momcon, Frotting, Cumming on Breasts
ao3 link is here
Icedagger hummed as she approached her favorite and only priestess, all curled up in white wool blankets on the couch before the fireplace. Snowlily had long stopped shivering, having gotten a bit too cold when fae was having a snowball fight with the winter goddess an hour or so ago. Or, Icedagger presumed it was an hour ago. It's not like she had a tendency to look at any clocks when she was having fun, especially with her favorite mortal.
"Momma? Momma? You there, sleepyhead?" The shorter inphernal inquired to the one on the couch, tilting her head with a twinkle in her eye as she lets her coat slip off her shoulders and onto the wooden floor.
"Mhm..." Snowlily responded, slowly blinking her eyes open with some effort, looking warmly at faer beloved goddess before faem.
"What is it, baby?"
"I'm thirsty, Momma." Icedagger said, letting herself under the wool blanket that the taller inphernal was already under, already advancing up to the large breasts of the sleepy mortal now underneath both her and the soft wool blanket.
"Go ahead, dear, have all you want." The priestess replied, the sleepiness in faer voice evident but not strong enough to mask the fondness in faer voice.
And with that, Icedagger pulled down the top of Snowlily's dress until faer pale breasts popped up out of them. The snow goddess aimed for the left breast of the one beneath her, taking a small breath to exhale and chill the nipple first before starting to suck. Very used to this sort of action, the nipple started leaking and then flowing immediately onto the cooling tongue of the goddess. Icedagger took her place, straddling and grinding against the hips of the inphernal beneath her as she gently massaged the breast leaking that ever so delicious creamy white milk. Snowlily groaned as the familiar warmth began in faer groin, the suckling providing small electric sparks that went straight down to faer own member.
Between the grinding, the massaging, the suckling, with all of this being done to her by her favorite goddess, her immortal daughter in a sense, this was a scene that Snowlily was already well addicted to.
"Oh, my baby, my dear daughter..." The priestess quietly moaned, faer own sleepy hips weakly bucking up as Icedagger sucked the heavy pressure right out of faer left side.
Fae got wetter and wetter, with faer member threatening to poke itself out of its sheath to make contact with the pale blue lace panties that fae were wearing. Panties that Icedagger picked out for faem specifically, of course. Snowlily's own brain reminding faem of that just made faem whimper, as Icedagger sucked out more and more of that delicious satin liquid out of faer left breast. The cooling touch of her tongue and her hands soothed any ache of faer now hot skin, something the pale blue goddess noticed. With that, she decided to grind against the hips of her favored priestess beneath her any harder, being glad that she decided to take off her pants in their shared room while leaving her coat on before this. As Icedagger's own member started to unsheathe itself, the icy tip peaking out and rubbing against the fabric of her dark blue boxers, indirectly rubbing against the member and wetness of her pretend mother.
After a while, Icedagger released the chilled nipple with a small pop, licking any residual creamy whiteness leaking out between her own panting. Snowlily was panting herself, and whined a bit at her stopping, bucking up to try and get more friction.
The winter goddess chuckled. "Calm down, mama, I'll make your boobs even."
The smaller inphernal then turned her attention to the right breast, taking a firm grip, exhaling her cool breath over the nipple before she started sucking with vigor. Her grinding matched her energy, the wood of the couch beneath them both groaning slightly with the momentum.
Snowlily started panting even louder, faer member unsheathing partially and then fully, pushing the pale blue lace underwear to the side to directly rub against the fabric of Icedagger's boxers and her own unsheathed member still trapped underneath. The pale blue goddess massaged faer right breast, sometimes near squeezing, moaning in between sips of her favorite silky milk. Her own actions to her pretend mother motivated her to grind harder, seeking to cum, and hoping to bring Mama there too. And Snowlily, Mama, sure did make faer own pleasure loudly known, begging her pretend daughter to not stop and to never stop. The small electric sparks have grown momentously, each suck and moan of the goddess fae worship so much just adding to the ever-building intense heat within faer pale abdomen.
Building, building, the heat getting more and more intense in tantalizing contrast with the ice-cold body above faem, until the sharp electric sparks of pleasure filled faer body all at once. Snowlily scrunched faer eyes shut and whimpered loudly like a dog in heat as faer legs shuttered, faer member shooting mortal cum all over the dark blue boxers of faer dear goddess above faem.
Icedagger let loose of faer right nipple with a pop, panting harshly, letting little droplets of breast milk leak out as she pushed herself up and the wool blanket back. She then pushed her now cum stained boxers down, pulling out her pale member, and started jerking herself off with her right hand as she steadied herself with her left hand under the leaky breast of Snowlily underneath her. The priestess looked up with her with a soft smile, now panting quietly.
It did not take very long for the winter goddess to reach her own climax, with the ropes of cool cum landing on the breasts of the mortal inphernal below her as she groaned.
Snowlily exhaled happily once the cum landed on faer breasts, delighting in the coolness of the cum on faer tender hot breasts. Enjoying it enough so that fae started giggling some. Faer laugh was contagious enough that Icedagger started giggling herself too, sitting back to appreciate her work on her one and only priestess. Her Snowlily, all hers. Once the giggles quieted down, the two inphernals looked at each other warmly, before the priestess eventually broke the comfortable silence.
♡ ~ you've done well in retrieving rare artifacts for ghostwalker. and thus, she is going to give you your reward as promised. bouncing on her cock.
♡ ~ you're not going to get her full attention, of course. she'll give you the dignity of undoing her own pants, but you're going to have to do the rest of the work yourself.
♡ ~ you know how busy she is as a goddess; she is going to do her work on a tablet while you use your pussy however you wish
♡ ~ and bounce on it you do! you're so pent up, having missed your beloved goddess so much, you go a bit cock crazy as you bounce on her ribbed cock again and again
♡ ~ ghostwalker eventually starts breathing heavier, naturally so, as you engage in stress relief for the both of you. just because she's distracted doesn't mean she's unaffected by your vice grip
♡ ~ and after the 3rd or 4th orgasm, you're finally done. this, however, does not stop ghostwalker from placing a firm hand on your waist as she does some thrusts of her own into your now overstimulated pussy
♡ ~ and after the the death goddess reaches her own chilling climax, her cum soothing your aching organs, she reaches for some towelettes and allows you to go and clean yourself up. ghostwalker is busy, after all, and you were the one who wanted your reward during work hours.
♡ ~ icedagger hearing you complain about the heat and offering to allow you the privledge of sucking her cock
♡ ~ being so shy at first, with icedagger egging you on. you're her priestess, aren't you? come on, suck her cock
♡ ~ and her pale blue cock is ice cold, as advertised! your mouth near instantly cools down, making you want to suck it more and more
♡ ~ icedagger then grabbing your horns, a near electrifying shiver going down your spine as her hands wrap around such an intimate part of your body
♡ ~ with that shiver only intensifying as she uses your horns as handles to fuck your face on her cock, the strain of your jaw being soothed by the coldness of it all
♡ ~ and when she finishes in your mouth, of course you swallow the icy cold cum. you can feel it going down your throat because of the temperature difference, making you have your own orgasm
♡ ~ of course, icedagger is more than happy to help her overheating priestess any time.
Boombox (Phighting!) x Reader | NSFW Alphabet Headcanons
Content Warning(s) : NSFW, AFAB Reader. Might Be OOC
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Boombox is the type to have everything ready in advance. There’s water on the bedside table, food to heat up in the fridge, anything you’d ever need. Mainly because he’s not exactly in the mood to do anything too complicated after sex. He’d rather just cuddle with you and doze off into dreamland.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
When it comes to his body, he doesn’t think about it much. Though he used to get picked on for being on the shorter side, he usually just ignores them. Though if he had to choose, it’d be his arms. He’s always holding up his boombox, meaning he can easily pick you up whenever he wants.
Boombox is far from picky. He loves all of you wholeheartedly, and if you really asked him, he wouldn’t give you a proper answer. He’d probably say something like your voice. Especially the way it sounds when you say his name.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Surprisingly, cumming inside isn’t super common in Playground — a little too intimate, if you will. When it’s a casual thing, Boombox prefers to pull out, coating your stomach or back with his seed. His favorite place to cum is on your chest, his large hands massaging the thick liquid into your skin. If you two are more established, he’ll finish inside of you, with your permission, of course.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He’s always been really aware of most sounds. The slightest hitched breath, the small moans you let out when you stretch, while unnoticeable to you, they tend to drive him insane. At nights where he’s alone and too desperate to think, his mind trails back to those small little noises you make, alongside the smooth rhythm of your voice. He wonders if you would sound the same moaning his name, or if he could draw out something new.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Sex in Playground is casual, rampant even. Despite that, Boombox finds himself a little more restrained than the rest of his friends. Of course, he’s had his fair share of experiences, but nothing quite like you. To him, it’s like he’s relearning everything, each touch uncertain. He’ll get a bit more confident once he’s sure he won’t hurt you.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Boombox likes positions with easy access to your neck. He loves leaving little red marks between feather-light kisses. His favorite is when you sit on his lap (or his dick) facing outwards while he whispers sweet things into your ear, just taking in the feeling of your warmth.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He’s more nervous than serious, though he usually tries to not let it show. He knows that being nervous will only make you more shy, so he tries to keep it light-hearted. He’ll crack a corny joke here and there, but the awkwardness is enough to make you laugh for real.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Inphernals don’t really grow body hair. Though if he did, it’d be on the curler side.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Boombox is so, so tender when it comes to you. He’s practically shaking from excitement. Above all else, he wants this to be different from the other hookups, something gentle, something real. It seems a bit childish, but he doesn’t just want to have sex with you, he wants to make love to you.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Boombox does it often, not like daily, but definitely close. He prefers to use a fleshlight, as it feels a little awkward to use his own hands. Though he wishes it was you instead.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Cockwarming - Life in Playground can get a bit . . much. Sometimes he just needs some time to cool down. He likes being able to wrap his body around you, just taking in your scent as you clench around his cock. The feeling of you pulsing around him, squirming in his lap as you try to ignore how full you are. Usually, he’ll try to talk to you during it, just to listen to the way your words stutter as you reach your limit.
Hypnosis - It’s a newly discovered ability, but when he learned he could change his visors into swirls for a weak hypnosis, it awakened something inside of him. The way your face goes blank, devoid of any stress or worry or concern, the way your body follows his commands, the trust implied in the fact that he has this much power over you. It’s a little addicting.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He isn’t one for public sex, especially since he’s trying to grow his brand. He wants to become a big musician one day, and unfortunately that means keeping sex behind doors. Even then, he doubts he’d be into it — too worried about being caught to be able to truly enjoy himself.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Boombox loves it when you dress yourself up for him. Watching you do your makeup, helping pick out your outfit — it’s all entrancing to him. There’s something so intimate in being part of your routine.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Like most people in Playground, Boombox doesn’t have that many limits. He’s fine with trying almost anything as long as it doesn’t hurt you.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Boombox is a munchhh, especially when it comes to you. He’s a bit of a messy eater, and his movements are a little clumsy. He especially loves the feeling of your thighs wrapped around his head, dragging him closer to your core. Between your legs, all other sensations become muffled and all his attention is focused on you. Whenever the stress gets to him, he’ll beg to eat you out, lapping at your pussy like it’s the only thing he was made for. Of course, he’d never deny you if you want to return the favor. The sight of your face pressed against his cock, cheeks full of him — it’s so adorable he could scream. Not to mention how good it feels, not just because of your mouth, but also knowing that you want to make him feel good.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It depends on his mood. If he’s being honest, he’s the type to match the rhythm of whatever song is playing in the back, so he’ll switch back and forth depending on what comes up next. While they tend to be slow, the sudden change in rhythm always keeps you on your toes.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Boombox isn’t too big a fan of them. He prefers to be able to take his time with you, free from all the pressure of doing things ‘right’.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
While Boombox doesn’t mind experimenting, he’s a do-it-once type of guy. Once he’s made an opinion on something, it takes a lot for it to change.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
While he can’t go that many rounds, they usually last up to an hour. He likes to take his time with things, so usually one or two rounds is all you need.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Boombox actually has a fair amount of toys, though he isn’t the type to show them off. He loves using them on himself, eyes shut and imagining that it’s you toying with him instead. To him, it’s easier to enjoy himself when it’s something or someone else. Of course, he fantasizes about using them on you as well.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Boombox is both weak at teasing and weak to teasing — he’d much rather just give you anything you ask rather than withhold it, though that might just be because he’s so smitten with you. When you tease him, he folds almost immediately, cheeks flushing red as you beg him to have a little pity on his love-struck soul.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
While Boombox is naturally pretty loud, he tries to muffle himself. Not out of shyness or anything, but because he wants to be able to focus on your noises. He’s the type to moan in your ear to encourage you, then sit back when you’re too lost in pleasure to realize how silent he’s gotten.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Boombox is the type to record videos of him moaning and send it to you as a little gift when he misses you. While he wouldn’t ask for it, he really wants you to send one back. If you do, he’s listening to it almost every single night, furiously stroking his cock as he dreams about you moaning like that in his bed.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Most inphernals have two forms, able to switch between having both genitalia. Boombox can never settle on which one, though he usually defaults to a dick. It’s thicker than it is long, the head slightly tapered. It’s nothing too special, just a bit girthier than most.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Unlike his friends, Boombox’s sex drive isn’t that high. That doesn’t mean he doesn't participate in it, just that he doesn’t feel the need to constantly be fucking. When he is horny, he’s a bit scared to bring it up to you, not wanting to seem like he’s forcing you into it. Usually, you have to initiate sex.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Boombox is quick to doze off, especially since it feels just so comfortable next to you. A few times you had to wake him up so that you two could clean up, but you can’t bring it in you to be mad at him, not when he’s so apologetic about it. He might rush through aftercare a bit, promising to do the rest of it later if it means he can fall asleep faster. If he could, he’d fall asleep inside of you, surrounded by your warmth. But he’ll settle for wrapping his body around you.
A/N : song is love o n the brain i did htis in like 2 hrs i love booombox hes my boyfriend okay @mei-berry
♡ ~ eating out illumina, with her firmly seated on your face, the only thing keeping her from crushing you being her own strength and will
♡ ~ rocking against your mouth again and again, as you're not done until she says you're done. you are her priestess, and she will use your mouth as she pleases
♡ ~ your face getting so messy from her cumming again and again on you, blessed with her divine essence, milking the clitoris of your beloved goddess for more
♡ ~ and when illumina is finally done, she doesn't touch you. she deems that all the pleasure you need is the pleasure done in servitude of her, your goddess. that is all a priestess needs.
♡ ~ venomshank fucking you, her favorite priestess, on her very own altar to try and distract herself from the fact that you're a similar age to her son
♡ ~ feeling so guilty about having her way with someone so young, but her own priestess as well
♡ ~ you whimpering and panting as her cock slams into you again and again, pulling yourself into her chest and her tits for comfort
♡ ~ in the heat of the moment, you calling her mommy, and her trying to ignore just how amazing that made her feel as she has her own delicious orgasm in you
♡ ~ venomshank then carrying you to the baths as you promise to clean up the altar tomorrow before anyone comes in. you are her favorite little priestess for a reason after all~
♡ ~ sitting on windforce's face, with her having a strong grip on your thighs. you're her priestess, her kin, and you're not going anywhere until she says so.
♡ ~ windforce alternating which spots to give her attention to. from the clitoris to the folds, and wherever else she can reach with her tongue.
♡ ~ her electrocuting your pussy when she's too impatient to wait for you to cum again. you're going to cum when mommy says so whether you're ready or not
♡ ~ getting so overstimulated as you cum again and again, to the point of tears, to the point to where it's so so hard to think about anything else but mommy windforce
♡ ~ and when she's finally done with you, she'll praise you for being so strong and getting through it. you are her kin after all, you can take anything she can dish out.
♡ ~ firebrand crying as you eat her out because it's been so long since she's had sex with anyone, whimpering as you lick her sensitive folds
♡ ~ firebrand moaning so hard as you suck her clitoris like the devoted priestess you are, reminding her what it's like to feel loved
♡ ~ delving your face further into her impossibly hot pussy as she holds her hands away from anything to not start any fires
♡ ~ firebrand squirting all over your face, you not being able to pull away even if you wanted to from your beloved goddess. she has her long strong legs wrapped around you, her lover.
working all day as a priestess of illumina, making sure all the statues are cleaned and polished without a single speck of dust. and when you're done, illumina rewarding you by having you warm her cock in her private bath house as she cleans you <3
I will never understand why people upload cropped, low-res, uncredited art. Here's the full piece, originally created for a collaboration with watchmaker Ulysse Nardin:
Milo Manara, 2019, Ulysse Nardin, 2, mixed technique on paper
