𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 / 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐒

  ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ-ᴍᴜꜱᴇ / 18+ ɴꜱꜰᴡ / ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ / ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ / ʙʏ ᴛʀᴀᴄʏ  

[wexallxdespair]

          Nothing here yet & still working on pages but this is my new blog. If you wanna find me / interact I’ll be over HERE. This is a mumu for Studio Wasabi games. Primarily Despair Prison & Wolf Game Another.

[wexallxdespair]

          Nothing here yet & still working on pages but this is my new blog. If you wanna find me / interact I’ll be over HERE. This is a mumu for Studio Wasabi games. Primarily Despair Prison & Wolf Game Another.

[wexallxdespair]

          Nothing here yet & still working on pages but this is my new blog. If you wanna find me / interact I’ll be over HERE. This is a mumu for Studio Wasabi games. Primarily Despair Prison & Wolf Game Another.

[wexallxdespair]

          Nothing here yet & still working on pages but this is my new blog. If you wanna find me / interact I’ll be over HERE. This is a mumu for Studio Wasabi games. Primarily Despair Prison & Wolf Game Another.

[xknowxeverythingx]

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[animepopheart]

★ 【onk】 「クリスマスエレナ」 ☆ ⊳ helena (fate/grand order) ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter

[356migoro]

🐈

[rpmemesforthesoul]

Send “ah, fuck it” to shove my muse up against a wall for a surprise kiss 👀

[xknowxeverythingx]

[xknowxeverythingx]

          The other was clearly DISTRESSED ━ Sounded like a job for Madame Blavatsky. “Why don’t you come and lay your head on my lap, dear? Let granny take care of you.” 

[xknowxeverythingx]

fatxfulxncountxrs​:

“Oh em gee?” Glance across to Kent for translation. Makoto wasn’t exactly one for slang, especially slang derived from outside of Japan. Or slang that flew directly in the face of her own Jewish faith. “Sawa… If you’re going to be late, could you at LEAST text me and give me a heads up?” Bony fingers snapped up a clipboard from beneath Makoto’s Buchimaru pencil case. “You missed class, too… Hm.” Ruby eyes glanced up, catching sight of Sawa’s golden ambers. Something caught in Makoto’s throat. Sawa looked so… CUTE DESPERATE. Finger pressed itself into her own forehead as she just let out a DEFEATED SIGH. “Well, it seems your telling the truth… Just… Count yourself lucky that I was already planning on staying behind to study more. I guess I can just do it with you.” Sawa and Makoto were like POLAR OPPOSITES. One was ditsy and fun and had evil doe-eyes. (Wait what?) The other was cold, exigent and distant. (Makoto got that from her sister…) “But you better be serious about this…”

          Brows dipped & golden ambers swirled with DEEP-SEATED CONTRITION ━ Niijima-san’s stern tone & demeanor reminded Sawa of her strict & derisive mother. She’d begged & begged her parents to fund her education & look at her now; A TOTAL FAILURE. At this rate she was gonna let everyone she cared about down! (& Prove them all right that she’d never amount to anything). “I know! I know! I shoulda texted you...But...My phone died!” Did that sound like a lie? (Because it was). Truth be told, the airheaded young woman had simply forgotten to text Makoto amidst all the CHAOS. The rest of her story was totally the truth, though! She really had mixed up trains! “Please...Forgive me Niijima-san! I promise I won’t be late next time!” 

          “Oh em geee~ Thank you so so sooo much!” Just like that, Sawa’s DESPERATE & SOMBER expression shifted to one of EXCITEMENT & GRATITUDE ━ Smile stretched from one ear to the other & she was carelessly bridging the gap between Makoto & herself. Slinging thin arms around those shoulders & dragging her into an awkward (& Likely suffocating) hug. Personal boundaries were one of those things she FORGOT to respect sometimes. Cuz, hugs were a good thing & who didn’t want a hug!? “I’ve never been more serious about anything...Ever!” She squeezed the nerdy honor student HARDER. Chest to chest. Cheek to cheek. She could feel every curve of Makoto’s body pressed against her own. (Not that she was thinking about that kinda thing! She was tote-a-ly straight!)

[ohisms]

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄    (a  series  of  nonverbal  prompts .   mature  themes  present ,   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one who  posted  the  meme  -  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts .)

→     𝐈 .    GENERAL

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ❛   sit .   gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down . ❛   door .   hold  a  door  open  for  my  muse . ❛   tap .   tap  my  muse  on  the  shoulder  to  garner  their  attention . ❛   hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse . ❛   hand .   hold  out  a  hand  for  my  muse  to  take . ❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . ❛   note .   give  my  muse  a  note  saying :   [ content ] . ❛   amplify .   turn  up  the  music  in  the  car .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    ANGST

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. ❛   hospital .   my  muse  is  told  that  yours  is  in  the  hospital . ❛   revelation .   show  my  muse  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . ❛   downfall .   find  my  muse  collapsed  on  the  ground . ❛   console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . ❛   nurse .   give  my  muse  company  in  the  hospital .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    AFFECTIONATE

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse .  ❛   wrap .   wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse’s  [ shoulders  /  waist ] . ❛   caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   chest .   place  your  head  on  my  muse’s  chest .    ❛   comb .   comb  fingers  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms . ❛   lean .   lean  on  my  muse’s  shoulder . ❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead  /  cheek  /  nose ] . ❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue . ❛   chaste .   chastely  kiss  my  muse . ❛   good morning .   kiss  my  muse  the  morning  after . ❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    VIOLENT

❛   strike .   [ slap / punch ]  my muse in the face . ❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse . ❛   twist .   twist  my  muse’s  arm  behind  their  back . ❛   throttle .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   parch .   burn  my  muse  with  a  hot  object . ❛   take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground . ❛   gouge .   wield  a  sharp  object  at  my  muse . ❛  shunt .   shove  my  muse  backwards . ❛  stickup .   yell  at  my  muse  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air. ❛  shoot .   [ fatally  /  non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse . ❛  stab .   stab  my  muse with a  [ knife / other object ].

→     𝐈𝐕 .    NSFW

❛   surprise .   send  an  unexpected  nsfw  image  to  my  muse . ❛   pin .   push  my  muse  against  a  [ wall,  table,  other ] . ❛   go down .   go  down  on  my  muse . ❛   choke .   intimately  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   belt loops .   pull  my  muse  closer  by  their  belt loops . ❛   skinny dipping .   go  skinny  dipping  with  my  muse . ❛   rip .   tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛   mark .   leave  a  mark  on  my  muse’s  body  [ specify where ] .

[xknowxeverythingx]

fatxfulxncountxrs​:

@xknowxeverythingx​​ asked: “You can beg better than that, I think.” (Helena @ whoever)

Lust-filled eyes gazed up at Helena, Jeanne on bruised knees, hands tied behind her back, arousal POOLING between her legs. These training sessions had gone WAAAAAY too far. And if Jeanne didn’t know any better, she’d think that Helena was ENJOYING THIS. (Maybe she was, too.) “P-Please…” She begged, rubbing together needing thighs, trying to find FRICTION. “Please, Mistress, fuck me. Fuck your…” Breath caught, hard gasp. Even harder swallow. Was she really about to say this? To HELENA? Did Helena really expect her to say this to ANYONE ELSE? Had HELENA did this for ANYONE ELSE? She didn’t exactly seem like the TYPE. She was way too good at this dominatrix thing. “Your dirty little whore…” God, she felt so PATHETIC. (Now why did that feel good?)

          “Hee Hee~ Mine.” Jeanne Alter; She who once tried to single-handedly BURN DOWN FRANCE. (Okay, so maybe she had the help of that creep Gilles; Helena chose to ignore that part for the sake of everyone involved) ━ Point was, one of the most powerful women to ever exist was currently down on bruised knees, grinding thighs together, staring up with desperate eyes, BEGGING TO BE FUCKED ━ Talk about a power-trip. Teeth gnawed at her bottom lip. She could feel her own arousal pooling between thighs & DRENCHING black panties. This wasn’t part of the deal. Theosopher had agreed to teach her colleague how to be a more proficient “host” ━ Who better than the TOP-SELLER? So, why was her skin burning bright red & her heart jackhammering painfully against her chest? (& Pulsing across her swollen, aching clit) ━ “That’s Madame Blavatsky to you, whore.” Tone was STERN & DOMINEERING. “Hee Hee~” Another giggle & Helena was attempting to put some distance between the two of them & get back on track. This was a tutoring session not...(Gulp).

          “Very good job. Th-That’s what you should say to the client. J-Just like that. That was most convincing.” TOO CONVINCING. “You can imagine what happens next.” Stomach lurched & tangled at the thought of some guy pounding into━Mahatma save her from her SINS. Envy & lust were two of of those Earthly vices & pleasures she was meant to cast away. “I...Do have some toys that could easily simulate that...B-But I think that would be going too far.” RIGHT?

[xknowxeverythingx]

averagetm​:

❰   ——— ✿   ;   XKNOWXEVERYTHINGX.   //  UNKNOWN. ❱

*:・ﾟ✧          In response to the words which were thrown in her direction,   a brow quirked ever so slightly.     ❛❛ Working? ❜❜     For a brief moment the woman became curious as to what he did for work,   but she didn’t question it   ( gods only knew she couldn’t afford any services anyone was offering )   ❛❛ Sorry,   I was just gonna ask if y’ could put that out. ❜❜     her head gave a nod towards the cigarette between his lips.     ❛❛ It’s just  …  really bloody strong an’ makin’ me light headed even from where  I was sittin’. ❜❜    

                                                  「.............................」

          APATHETIC SILENCE ━ Knobby knuckles dug into a strong jawline, golden gaze drifting to the ashtray set out on the bar in front of him. It was FILLED TO THE BRIM with cigarette-butts. He’d been sitting here drinking for the last two hours or so. (Ever since the clinic closed) ━ One of his good friends, Rei, tended the bar here. Towa’s nightly job wasn’t nearly as...COMMENDABLE. Worked for him. There weren’t many moments in life that he felt...Well, anything. To be honest. That moment of CLIMAX. Pleasure, pain, & maybe even a little fear? (If he was lucky). Nothing could beat it. “You’re not from around here, huh?” Cigarette continued bouncing across lips with each word that passed them. (Accompanied by thin white smoke) ━ He’d yet to put it out. & He wouldn’t. Not for some STRANGER who was of little interest to him. Finally, baggy, sleep-deprived eyes lifted & landed upon the girl through tangled black bangs. “If you don’t like it. Move. This isn’t really the type of place for girls like YOU.” 

[xknowxeverythingx]

                                      “Oh em gee, oh em gee, oh em geeee~!!” 

          Hand clasped her HEAVING CHEST ━ Dainty digits clutching at thin black fabric. Sawa could feel her heartbeat thundering beneath fingertips. Not only had she missed class entirely. She was LATE for the study session they were having afterwards. At this rate she was gonna flunk outta college for sure. (Would anyone be surprised?) ━ “I’m so, so, so, soooo sorry! I totally effed up and got on the wrong train! I know this whole ‘study thingy’ is only s’posed to go for ten more minutes, but I seriously need help cramming for tomorrow’s test. Please help me out?” PUPPY-DOG EYES.

[xknowxeverythingx]

          They weren’t the type of person to catch his eye. (To be fair, most couldn’t rouse MUCH within him) ━ It had been days since his last meal. A week since his last FUCK. & A month since he last took to brush & was motivated to paint anything. Inspiration didn’t come easy for Towa. “What do you want...?” Cigarette bobbled on scarred lips as he spoke. Smoke TWIRLING out of nostrils. “I’m not working tonight...Unless you got good money.” (Or a whole lotta fucked up kinks).

[xknowxeverythingx]