We still probably share a special interest

[spicybee-dotexe]

This is the second blog of X-bee-X where I'm more willing to interact with accounts and reblog things that are on the spicier side. I'll post my own thoughts and writing that I'm not comfortable putting on my other blog or Ao3 here too.

I have a bit about myself and some boundaries in the pinned post on my other blog but I'll do one here too for general knowledge.

I'm not entirely opposed to flirting or somewhat NSFW things directed at me in my inbox I guess, just keep in mind that whatever happens is happening through a screen, and we probably don't know each other, we're having fun, and please be respectful. I am not completely against spicier asks or questions you might have about me, but more platonic and soft things are welcome too.

My pronouns are he/they. I think generally I prefer more feminine compliments or terms or descriptions about me, but more masculine things are okay too if you want to try them, I'm figuring that out still lol.

Things I can think of that I will write: blowjob's/handjob's; eating someone out; making them trans/people with genitalia of the opposite sex (example: making someone like Pac ftm, I am also okay with making someone have both sets of genitalia like that one fic with Etoiles and Charlie), but not gender swapping; breathplay/a little bit of choking/a little bit of gagging, but not full on choking like someone blacks out or can't catch their breath for more than a handful of seconds; omorashi, but not piss drinking; biting, in terms of like biting someone's earlobe or give a hickey or whatever, not a way where it's harmful or leaves unwanted bruises/I am also okay with writing cannibalism, and some gore, but not incredibly so; safeword/spotlight system mention or use of it; shibari/bondage.

Things I can think of that I will not write: pregnancy/breeding kink; scat; spanking/slapping; voyerism; oviposition; incest; major degrading; free use

Other notes about writing I don't quite know how to characterize: I will write some cnc, but within reason, nothing where someone is intentionally uncomfortable or not consenting, example; intoxication from drinks or weed where they are influenced, but they are not incoherent; I will not write straight up rape/rape roleplay.

Those are the boundaries I can think of, I will let you know if anything changes, or if you have a question about a kink request not mentioned, I will let you know how I feel about it.

Feel free to simply scroll my blog, but if you would like to search for something directly, everything is tagged. Asks (requests or general) are "oh a present", clips where cc's do something particularly clip worthy are "noises and stuff"/"ccrushing", writing that is mine is "fanfic"/writing that is not mine and other reblogs are "not my stuff"/"other hc's", everyone is tagged with a variation of their name so they don't show up on the main tags (examples: cell/tw, pang!, mi$$a), etc.

You're all welcome to say your own thoughts on something and want it put out there on anon or whatever, on any of the people mentioned, solo or not.

Any writing will be about cubito's not creators. Will write solo or pairings.

Will definitely write Fit, Pac, Mike, Cellbit, Roier. A bit less confident but still very much enjoy Etoiles, Antoine, Phil, Missa, Foolish, Vegetta, Tina, Bagi. I will not take requests on Forever, Wilbur Soot, the eggs.

Ask box and messages are always open.

Oh by the way, if you search for this account to follow, just type the name and click the @ it leads you to because it's hidden from searches, just a heads up.

Blogs that don't say 18+ or say their age at all are not welcome here.

Hope you're having a good day!

[b0nkcreat]

my phone isn’t charging even though i plugged her innnnn dramatic ass bitch. YOUR PUSSY IS FILLED! WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT

[b0nkcreat]

Can you stop bouncing and moaning on it 😐 please for the love of god

[b0nkcreat]

i see now that i shouldn’t have made this post on tumblr. specifically.

[cytherean-sunset]

[lurkiestvoid]

[willcraftapple11]

[frasohei]

[fofittoi]

My crush

[spicybee-dotexe]

I'm just gonna leave this and

[diet-cokesiut]

Think you could take a 10x10 inch cock? Asking for a friend 👀

like is it a cube or am i misunderstanding

[rose-coloured-bi]

[volatilevale]

fingering is basically the same principles as lockpicking no

me in t h eh pyussy y

[spicybee-dotexe]

it's been bothering me for a long time sorry, but it's actually pajarito instead of parajito. pajaro means bird, pajarito is little bird.

Oh! I didn't even realize the letters were mixed around, I have trouble with that sometimes. Sorry about that. And no, don't apologize, thank you for correcting me! I'll remember that next time!

[yaoiblackmold]

Nobody is the top or the bottom they don't even have sex they just stand next to each other and occasionally try to kill each other and that's like sex for them

[spicybee-dotexe]

Holy shit, hi, I'm alive. Just, incredibly asexual, and in too deep to think about doing much on this blog. Anyway, a gift for the Pissa community.

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"Cierra los ojos, parajito, tengo una sorpresa para ti."

Phil quirked an eyebrow and raised the corner of his mouth to the Mexican who looked all too pleased with himself.

"Is that so?"

Missa was practically beaming as he took the Brit's hand and lead him to the chair facing toward the doorway.

"Mhm, sí! Come, come. Sit here for me!"

"Alright, alright, I'm coming! What's got you so excited, hm?"

"And give away the surprise?"

Missa grabbed the fabric of his shirt over his heart and faux pouted.

"Airtight, mate, alright. I'll be patient."

"Good boy!"

Phil stuttered a few times as the other giggled, then covered his eyes with his hands- and definitely only to get the point across he wasn't peeking, he wasn't covering the fact that the rest of his face was slightly red, nope- listening to Missa turn the corner of the doorway ahead, followed by the sound of fabric being removed from itself.

He couldn't be sure how long it had been, he couldn't see any clocks, obviously, but it had been long enough for Phil's face to cool down from blushing, and for Missa's silence in the next room to be just a bit too suspicious.

"How's it going in there, mate, can I open my eyes yet?"

There was the sound of a zipper being pulled and pausing.

"Hmmm. Alright, cariño, you can open."

So Phil opened his eyes, blinking and letting them adjust to the light for a moment, waiting to see whatever the man had planned, and, there was nothing?

"Um."

Well Missa was clearly planning something.

"Are you gonna come in here, or...?"

The sound of high heels clicking against the hardwood floor and pausing around the corner, followed by a giggle, is what immediately answered.

"Can a guy not put on a little show for his partner?"

And then there was a small heeled shoe over top a foot and calf covered by fishnet tights breaching the doorway.

Oh this was gonna be fun.

Inching around the corner across him came two black heels, two legs with a pair of black fishnets that went up and up and up, and then there was Missa, wearing a red bodysuit made of possibly latex only the length of his torso, a pair of red bunny ears to match, and a black choker.

Oh Phil was fucked.

"Qué pasa, parajito, ya te olvidaste cómo hablar?"

The Mexican slinked forward with a head tilt and a smirk, and Phil adjusted on his seat in attempt to stand.

"Ah ah ah, querido, you're gonna stay there the whole show."

The avian nodded and raised his wrist just slightly, showing he wanted permission to touch Missa.

To which he wrapped his fingers around it before it was fully lifted and leaned centimeters from his face.

"And you're not allowed to touch."

Phil inhaled and held back a whine.

"Something the matter, cariño?"

He moved the hand that was still around the others' wrist and up his arm, squeezing his bicep.

"Mean to me."

"Aw."

Missa moved his other hand and pat the blonde's cheek a few times.

"Only sometimes."

His face was still only centimeters away, and he whispered into the shell of his ear, lips ghosting in a kiss on the side of his neck.

"You gonna be a good birdie and just enjoy the show?"

The reaper raised his mouth slightly and brushed the ends of his canines just under the other man's ear, not quite biting, but definitely not just teasing.

Phil adjusted in his chair and continued to make eye contact with the other, wings fluffing up as a chill ran down his back, then nodded.

"Good boy."

Missa ran a hand down the Brit's chest sensually, and raised the other to his own head, taking off the headband with ears and placing it on Phil's.

He tilted his head and smiled.

"Cute. Fitting. Listo para más?"

"Sí."

"Entonces cierra los ojos."

And of course he obeyed.

"Okay, parajito."

The dark haired man said after some amount of time, after fabric was pulled on itself and possibly tied a final time, sounding much closer than around the corner of the doorway.

"You can open."

Missa didn't come from around the corner this time, as Phil suspected, but stood a few feet in front of him.

Wearing the same black fishnet tights and heels and a maid dress that barely reached his hipbones in length.

"Oh fuck me."

Phil squirmed a bit in the chair, and Missa smirked.

"Not yet, querido, maybe if you keep being my good birdie, hm?"

He walked up slowly and put a leg between the blonde's thighs, knee brushing just barely over his crotch.

The British man gasped, and Missa tilted his head to the side.

"Aw, see? I knew it would be good to wear this. Just in case there is a mess made, yes? And by the sounds of it-"

Missa teased again, this time lifting a hand and gently cupping a noticeable tent at the front of the other's pants, which made the one sitting gasp and twitch his feathers again.

"There might be something that needs cleaning soon."

He lowered his form to have his mouth over the Brit's jaw, he could practically hear the way he was smiling, teeth brushing gently against the side of his face and lips hovering just over the corner of his mouth.

On instinct, Phil tried to chase the lips, pursing his own slightly.

"Almost, cariño, patience."

He straightened out, fully standing, both hands sliding along the other's Jeans as he did so.

"One more, one more outfit, okay?"

Phil nodded, letting his partner step back, closing his eyes without being asked this time.

Phil was all but boneless by this point, body slumped in the chair and wings fluttering, he could feel the near permanent blush on his face.

"You ready, amor?"

He nodded carefully, and felt one of the other's fingers touch the underside of his chin, and tilt it upward.

"Then open."

Missa had replaced both the black shoes and tights for white ones, a white lingerie bridal dress reaching his thighs with a small heart shaped cutout on the chest, and a white choker.

He held a faux white rose between both hands, and had his head tilted sweetly.

The blonde whined softly, keeping his feet on the floor and moving his legs together.

"Mate."

"Mhm?"

"You're gonna kill me."

Missa raised the flower to hide behind a giggle- unsuccessfully- and bent over Phil.

"Oh, bueno no queremos eso ahora, verdad?"

He lowered into a sit on his partner's lap, wrapping both arms around his neck, the fabric petals of the flower hanging from one hand brushed the area between his wings.

"What about this, querido, how's this?"

Phil could feel his legs shaking gently beneath the Mexican, the air stuttering in his throat and pausing any words from passing.

"I think it's awfully cozy, no?"

He moved his face closer to nuzzle against the other's jawline, taking the hand not holding the rose and tracing a couple feathers.

Which of course, only made his legs tremble harder.

"Sí, eres solo mi pequeño parajito sensible, hm?"

He raised his head to whisper that into the other man's ear, gently biting his earlobe when he finished the sentence.

"I think you've been a pretty good boy for me, haven't you?"

He heard the reaper drop the flower and brought one hand to his front, trailing up his chest and tilting his chin forward, the other still tracing feathers.

"I think you've been good enough for this."

And then Missa finally, finally, slotted their lips together, and Phil let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

[ozempicofficial]

[time-is-a-lake]

[paperandpencilsandskips]

[infectiouspiss]

somnophillia is super funny like im honk shoo honk shoo having a good nights sleep and now you must pass the ultimate test of fucking me without waking me by knocking something over or stepping on a crisp packet i've left on my floor. can you finish your mission while my pet geckos judge you from their tanks? because they're not leaving the room okay the geckos stay in here. also the markiplier fnaf playlist stays on. i sleep better when he's screaming.

[infectiouspiss]

all kink stuff is playing pretend but with somno you're not playing pretend you're locked in you're comfy cozy you're snug as a bug in a rug and your partner is playing pretend instead

[infectiouspiss]

and like. if you're the one awake you're playing pretend so hard right now like ouuuuhhh look at me i'm a scary evil intruder or a demon or vampire or whatever we're doing tonight and now i just have to uhhhh okay shimmy the duvet off and shhh dontfucking breathe so loud and okayyyyy alright now. ah shit they're sleeping in the family guy death pose how the fuck do i get in there how. how do i. help. why are these geckos looking at me.

[infectiouspiss]

plus you have to not get too scared when freddy fazbear jumpscares you or else you're waking them up with your screams

[lourainwoods-in-the-woods]

[infectiouspiss]

oh great and this guy's here in the cuck box wondering if the screaming is me waking up or markiplier dying or toy bonnie throwing a tantrum

[spicybee-dotexe]

Our beloved @piercethechemicallow asked for this and I was happy to get it

[spicybee-dotexe]

Just gonna reblog this real quick for @fitpacbogaysex and @femcfucker

[yaoiblackmold]

Fracking sounds like some hip new sex position, but it's actually just about injecting air into cracks to harvest oil, which also somewhat sounds like a convoluted metaphor for sex.

[spicybee-dotexe]

Sorry, I'm fine, I'm fine

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Ma'am please you can't do this

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I. I'm. I know how to beg?