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The Inuzuka Clan should just constantly be feral.

Not incoherent but just constantly in a state of just Absolute Feral Menaces to Society. Then their spouses and/or partners should be the calm ones that keep them under control and the only ones that can calm The Feral™️. Obviously, if someone insults the spouses/partners there is no holding them back, but also should someone insult the Feral Spouse or their Feral Children, the Calm Spouse will not take a shred of bullshit and will immediately make the person regret their entire existence without any violence necessary.

Think, Masaru Bakugou and his Feral Wife and Child, but even more so because Wolf Bois.

It is a crime and a travesty that we did not get this so I’m putting it out there to hope someone agrees and/or writes something about/with it.

A New New Blog!!

I’ve made a similar post before as some of you may have seen lol

This blog will go back to being a backup as I’ve made a replacement blog for Spiderlily-w1tch-blog(may she rest in peace 😔) that actually matches most of my other social media lol but especially my Ao3

The new blog is @koolaidmansbitch and I’m still in the process of setting it up over there and haven’t uploaded any of my stories just yet, know that I will once things in my irl life have calmed down a bit (i’m preparing to move and do actual real adult things like paying for it myself and figuring out how to live on my own like that and figuring out schooling since I’ll be moving 2 hours away from my current place) and I’ve gotten a little further in my WISPSIMPS series.

If you were a follower of Spiderlily-w1tch-blog, then go ahead and follow the new blog if you want to keep up with my stories! Or, go ahead and check out my Ao3 under the same name, Koolaidmansbitch

So we can all agree that Bruce Wayne/Batman is like the DC version of Tony Stark yea? (and vice versa)

this is my no sleep comparison

Both have/are:

Orphan

Filthy rich

A superhero without powers of their own

A sidekick turned son (in Bruce’s case several+a son turned sidekick)

At least 1 staff member that is both their best friend as well as the sole reason they are not dead from their own stupidity yet(shut up, end game didn’t happen😭😭)

A multi-million(if not more) dollar company in their name

Differences:

Bruce Wayne is not a known hoe(he’s classy😩😩 he keeps his affairs quiet[pun very much intended])

Batman literally chooses to wear spandex like a maniac

Bats have fur right???

Does that mean Bruce is a furry?

IDK but I’m putting it

Bruce Wayne is a furry

He also wears his underwear outside his pants

Why is that so popular in DC?

Is that just like,,, a thing????

Literally cannot think of more differences atm

Feel free to add more to either list :)

:: 𝑳𝒖𝒔𝒕 ﹠ 𝑳𝒖𝒙𝒖𝒓𝒚 :: featuring 𝐁𝐚𝐧

♡. w//c. 1.5k

♡. t//w. [ SMUT. ] Fem!Reader. AFAB!Reader. Soft Dom!Ban. Size kink. Use of 'Princess. Good girl. Baby girl.' Praise kink. Multiple orgasms. Squirting. Cream pie. Slight dumbification. Cervix fucking mentions but not focused.

♡. sy//ns. You were his princess, and Ban could never deny his princess.

♡. a//n. Pure smut with the hot fox daddy

Big.

He was big.

Not just in the way his massive, nearly 7ft frame dwarfed you. No, it was the way his cock spread your cunt's lips wide open, stretching and filling you deeply to the point you felt you might split in two. Your eyes widened as fingers entangled themselves into the sheets below you, sweat beading along your forehead with every agonizing inch of cock that sunk into you.

A kiss was pressed to your temple, the touch sweet and sending your heart fluttering. Words were warm against the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine; "You're doing so good, princess, taking all my cock like this."

You whimpered as a response but hips shifted back in an attempt to take the rest of him inside of you. You had to stop the moment the head of his cock met your cervix, the sensation deep in your gut and a delightful mingle of slight discomfort and satisfaction. Ban let out a little chuckle at your eagerness. You'd been laying on your stomach, the massive fox-like man coming into you from behind and craning his entirety over your frame. One of his hands kept him propped up while the other cradled your chin, drawing your head up enough to be able to look up at him.

"You look so pretty," he cooed, thumb brushing against the soft of your cheek. "You gonna keep being good for me? You gonna keep taking my cock as well as you are?"

You nodded in his grasp, a little 'mhm' slipping from your lips. Determination sat on your brows, a glimmer in your eyes as you gazed into slitted crimson irises. Ban flashed you a smile, fangs glinting.

"Good girl," he purred, pressing another kiss but this time to your forehead. Hand released you and your chin fell down to the bed, head turning to look back as soon as you felt his hips withdraw.

The slide back into you felt divine. Gummy walls clamped and greedily sucked him in, pleasure beginning to beat against your stomach and curl throughout your body with every pump of his cock. Eyes rolled up as your lips parted, gentle moans echoing from your throat. The pace was nice and slow at first, enough for you to feel every agonizing sensation that budded throughout your body.

"Oh god," you breathed, head of his cock rubbing up against your deepest core.

Ban's lips met the crown of your head, words murmured into the skin; "You're taking all of me in, baby girl. I'm so proud of you."

The words sent your heart into a tizzy, the praise practically making you glow with both pride and pleasure. You wanted to hear more, to know how wonderful you felt, how you made his cock feel. Yet you kept it to yourself, knowing full well within time you'd get what you wanted. Ban always gave you what you wanted.

You felt his hips rock, stretching your walls and scratching that itch that'd been gnawing at you. You couldn't help it; his cock felt too good, you couldn't stave the craving of having him back inside of you for longer than a few days. You'd clawed at his chest and jacket, fingers and hands kneading at the leather while you mewled like a pitiful kitten for him. Ban would always grin while a hand snaked itself around your waist, pulling you firmly to sit into his lap.

"A-ah, fuck," you'd gasped out. Arms reached out and hands clawed at the sheets, drawing the fabric to you as you felt his cock pound into the sweetest of spots within you. Vision was growing fuzzy, your mouth hanging slack as the pleasure ran hot through your bloodstream, igniting you from the inside out. Deep within your gut the pleasure bubbled until finally the heat rose and you were spilling around his cock. Your cum was slick and wet, oozing around the base of him and dripping down your swollen lips.

"You cumming for me, baby?" he cooed, feeling the way your walls gripped onto him like a vice, massaging him in every single way he so dearly loved. "You tightening up? You feel so damn good, nice and warm around my cock. Cum for me again."

It wasn't like you had much of a choice. He'd fucked you straight through the orgasm, leaving no room for reprieve. Your head laid down onto the mattress below, pants and moans escaping from your lips as the pleasure once again began to simmer deep in your gut. You could feel it coming, that blinding white feeling that exploded from within and coursed throughout your entire body, leaving it exhausted.

"You're so wet for me," the deep baritone of his voice continued to praise, the words showering you and feeling warmer than sunbeams on a Summer's day.

Ban had shifted so that his hands cupped over your own, relieving your digits of their tightening grip along the sheets and instead favoring the clenching of his own. Palms dwarfed yours and covered them almost entirely, your grip weak in comparison to his own as he clung to you.

Again, and again, you'd felt your pussy flutter around his cock and begin to lazily drool cum around him. Cock was slicked shiny and wet, the sounds of him pounding into your cunt filling the empty spaces your wails and moans didn't take up. Ban breathed a soft groan at a particularly heated cinch, your walls tending him in a way that made him bite down at his lip.

You could feel him throb within you, and the thought of his cum made your eyes roll up and cunt spasm around him. You echoed a soft moan laced with his name. Fuck, you wanted him to cum, to fill you so that it'd spill out in a steady stream from your hole when he pulled out. Wanted to feel the way his cock would grow hot and thick before pumping you full. It drove you nearly feral, your teeth connecting with your bottom lip so hard it nearly drew blood.

Just as you'd told yourself before; you always got what you wanted, and Ban was always happy to give it. However, you knew he wouldn't this time unless you said something.

"B-Ban," you whimpered out.

Your fox dipped himself down, pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear before giving it a playful little nibble; "Yes, baby girl?"

You swallowed at the nickname, heart beating against your ribcage. Your words were a pitiful babble, lust's fangs sinking themselves so deep into your core it'd become hard to think straight; "W-wanna... Wanna be full."

Ban's lips curled into a grin, cheeks dusting a pretty pink. "Already? But you're doing so good, you've lasted so much longer this time."

You nodded, giving a squeeze to his fingers. "C-cum in me, please, I wan' it so bad."

There was no way he could deny you; not when his pretty baby was practically begging for him. Another kiss was laid to your temple before he'd lifted his hips enough to slide himself partially out and then back in, the act making you groan in delight. He fucked you lazily, taking his time, enjoying the way your ass bounced with every hit of his hips and body shifted against his weight along the bed. You were so cute, so lovely.

You came again, this time with a wail and the tensing of your body. Something had felt different. This felt white hot, burning, your cunt throbbing and aching with a need for release and you whimpered and wailed as mind came to a halting stop. Before you could stop yourself, you'd felt it; a gush of warmth splashing down across your thighs and his cock, staining the sheets and the mattress below. Ban echoed your moans, his deep and low in their bellow. Cock began to throb from within you, your mind falling blank save for a select choice words of, 'cum, please, cum, cum.'

The warmth flooded you and you gasped a little. Ban grew still, his sigh low and long as it escaped from his chest and he spilled deep inside of you. You felt so good, too good, he couldn't help himself.

It'd already begun to leak even before he'd slipped his fat cock out of you. Cum dripped in a steady stream down your pussy lips, soaking your throbbing clit and dripping down onto the sheets below.

You were left a panting mess along the bed, body spent and thighs wet and sticky. Ban drank you in, admiring your unravel with a slight smile before he sat himself along the side of the bed and scooped you up into his arms and lap. Feebly you curled up into him while he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

"You did so good for me, princess."

Is it possible to have more than one ‘type’? Like yk type of ppl your attracted to? Cuz I have like 3 types ;-;

Older men (particularly DILFs) (shut up, I know I have daddy issues ;-;)

Himbos (they’re so sweet and beefy and dumb 😖💗😖💗🥵🥵)

And fuckin psychos (like,, if they’re attractive hell yea, they a snacc but if they go like psycho feral I’m boutta jump that shit 🥵🥵🥵)

(Honorary mention,, stinky wall men,, y’all know what I mean like Brahms from The Boy,, Bruno from Encanto,, my stinky wall men can get it 😖❤️😖❤️)

Kabuto: You're really pushing my buttons

Y/N: which one is mute

Togame Jo has always been in the back of your mind and maybe that's why you accidentally text him instead of your best friend, otherwise why else would he show up to your house so late in the evening? inspired by @kingkatsuki adding onto a general "diary entry" to my blog .

A good finger fucking until I cry would fix me

A random thought you text to your friend before you toss your phone on your nightstand, groaning into your pillow with disgust over how horny you were over nothing at all.

It was just ovulation week of course, leaving you weepy and wet at your lashes and between your thighs. Dolphin shorts riding up as you reach for a shirt on the ground that you've stolen from your crush. The last time you'd seen him you'd gotten caught in the rain coincidentally near his apartment and so he invited you in until the storm passed, your clothes dried and neatly folded placed into a bag as he walked you to the train stop while you wore his shirt and sweats. You promised you'd return it nice and clean.

You both knew that was a lie.

Dressing quickly so you could finish cleaning up your apartment before dinner, take out on its way in about a half an hour and you needed to find your cash stash to tip the poor man when he got here.

Washing dishes, taking out trash, sweeping and even picking up your living room that was neglected through the week all before the doorbell rings.

Smiling as you go to open the door, ten in your hand, as you hum happily thinking about your favorite oversized meal. Except when you swing the door open the delivery man isn't there.

It's Togame, your crush.

He stands tall even as he hunches a little. Plastic bag of your delivery on the wrist of the hand in his pocket while the other idly scrolls his phone. Yours pings, the delivery driver sending a picture of the hand off, to Togame, and kind message thanking you for the large tip.

He looks up at you, just over the rim of his circular glasses that sit on the edge of his nose.

"Ya always answer the door like that, sweetheart?" He asks locking his phone as he looks you up and down, deep emerald gaze noticing his old band shirt that swallows your body. He isn't sure you're wearing anything underneath, he smiles and runs his hand through his hair to his undercut before he's pushing his way past you. Entering your apartment as if it were second nature and not his first time here.

Stopping in the genkan to shove off his geta that match his dark cotton samue paired with his flashy Shishitoren letterman jacket. Walking to the living room to set down the takeout on the kotatsu before the rummages through your cabinets for plates.

"Togame?"

"Yea?"

"What are you doing here?" With how comfortable he makes himself in your home, you almost forgot you barely know him and that you're dressed in a shirt you never returned, pulling down the hem a bit more since your shorts hardly cover your ass.

"M here to 'fix ya.'" He tilts his head at you, wondering why you're lingering by your entry way, "Like ya asked."

"Like I asked?" A cold sweat breaks out over your skin, prickling at the nape of your neck.

"Yea, wouldn't want you texting anyone else your problems sweetheart. Least not ones like that." He sets the two plates and two sets of utensils down on the counter while he opens the fridge. Delighted to find a beer bottle that he opens with his teeth, before bringing one of the glass bottles to his lips for a sip. Grabbing for the plates and returning to the living room to settle in. Tossing his glasses and jacket onto your bed that lies a few feet from the kotatsu looking over his shoulder while he makes your plate.

"Ya coming?"

"Togame...I-" You let out a shaky breath, there's no way you texted the wrong person. You texted your friend your born again virgin woes, right?

Right??!!!

"Shy now?" He chuckles, pulling out his phone, holding it up so you can see the message that he received and sure enough it reads, a good finger fucking would fix me.

"THAT-" You bap at his phone knocking it from his hands as if that could make him unsee it, make him forget all about your lewd request, "That was NOT meant for you."

"Oh?" His jade eyes are cat like, narrowing for a moment in an emotion you can't place, "Who was it meant for? Surely not someone from Bofurin."

He takes another swig from his bottle, long fingers around the neck that he tightens over the thought. He knew no one from Bofurin could please you the way Togame knew he could, especially not that one with headphones and suckers.

Togame would much rather you be sweet on Sako, least then he was a Shishitoren.

"It was meant for a friend! It was like- like a joke between girls." Your confession shouldn't make his cock twitch in his pants, he palms at it and doesn't bother to be subtle.

"Girls always talk so lewdly to each other?" Silence stretches on between you two before he cracks a devilish smile, patting at the spot next to him, "Come on, gotta get some food in ya."

With your heart beating on your ribcage you slowly sink down next to Togame, who puts on a movie the two of you would enjoy while you eat your meal. Splitting with him what was supposed to be your dinner tonight and lunch tomorrow.

It's comfortable, the silence and occasional comments on the flick takes some odd plot twist and for a moment you forget why exactly he showed up at your door.

Right up until the credits, where you try to rise with a "welp" as if to show him away.

But Togame wasn't going anywhere, crowding your space with little effort and it's only now you realize you practically sat on top of him. He didn't let you get up and there's no way you can escape now as his mouth hovers so closely to yours.

"Now," he purrs, hand moving to cup your mouth, long fingers digging into the fabric to touch your already wet hole, "lemme help you with your problem."

Roughly pressing his fingers into your cunt and swiping up to your clit in slow strokes and it makes you gasp. Fisting the navy blue fabric of his samue when he presses his mouth to yours. Kissing you with a mixture of rough and soft that leaves you a little dizzy. Domineering in a way you'd forgotten you liked, gasping against his mouth giving him entrance for his tongue to slip in. Slow swipes as he tilts his head to deepen the kiss even more all while he keeps that slow rough drag of his finger tips. Until he hears the squelch of your cunt and feels your arousal soaking through your shorts only then does he pull away as you whine.

Hooking his fingers into the waist band of your shorts and yanking them down and off of your ankles, pushing you to lean back against your bed frame as he crowds further. Palm on your pretty mound as his fingers repeat the same action, catching on your entrance that starts to flutter with each circle of your clit back down to your perineum. He watches your face, watches your hips twitch as you arch your back for him, your hands fisting the hem of the fabric at your waist.

Togame brings his free hand to shove his shirt over the mounds of your breasts, exposing your already hard nipples to the cool air of your apartment. Leaning over to lick a broad stripe making you clench around nothing as a shiver runs down your spine. He does it a few more times before he's pulling your nipple into his mouth. Shoving his two thick fingers into your tight cunt with enough force it makes your tits bounce and you moan loudly.

Swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud before flicking it in time with his thumb that now circles your clit. Adjusting his hands so that his fingers can touch that sweet spot and his thumb can rock against your clit with each thrust of his hand.

In just a few short strokes you're starting to see stars.

"Oh fuck oh fuck. Togame, fuck ahh." You sound better than what he's imagined when he fisted his cock to the thought of you. Your name on his tongue makes his cock ache painfully in his boxer briefs, begging to be touched but that could wait.

Biting at the soft tops of your tits, leaving hickies that you'll be finding for weeks as your head jerks back. Coil in your stomach so tight you think you might snap in half.

"Togame, don't stop, fuck, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!" You sound whiny like you always do and Togame loves the sound. Lives for it and it's why he's always teasing you when you stop by Shishitoren to give the gang a lecture about not trashing the bar you work out.

It always fell on deaf ears that is until Togame made his men listen but he didn't want to think about all that right now.

He just wanted to burn the way you look creaming his fingers into his memory. Moving off your nipple with a lewd pop and silvery string that connects the two of you that he breaks with a swirl of his tongue. Looking down to see how you soak the floor and his fingers making him press into you a little harder.

"Then cum sweetheart. It's why I'm here remember?" With that you reach ecstasy, bucking your hips into his thrusting fingers with a loud moan of his name and tears collecting in your eyes, holding his gaze and if Togame wasn't in love with you before he sure as hell was now.

Watching you pant as he slows his pace just enough for you to catch your breath but let you ride out your high, loving how your cunt flutters around his fingers, trying to pull his digits back in that he steadily rocks into you.

Your manicured hands reach for his waist band, eyes trained on the outline of his long, fat cock.

"Please, 'gami." You whine, pulling at the fabric as his free hand gently pushes yours away. Green eyes tracking over pretty skin he's littered with bruises, kind replaying the way you cried out his name as he feels drool collect at the back of his throat. Pulling his fingers out until just the tips were hidden within your velveteen walls before he pushes the saliva to the tip of his tongue. Pulling his lips away from his teeth to push the spit from the wet muscle right onto your clit, not that you needed the extra lube. Messily rubbing it against the sensitive bud making you cum again with a cry and a biting grip on his forearm.

"No, no sweetheart. This is about you right now." He hums, eyes dark and trained on your face before he sets another relentless pace. Until you're slumping over and jerking back. Crying out his name over and over as fat tears fall past those pretty lashes Togame loves seeing you bat up at him when you want your way.

So into what he's doing to you he doesn't realize his boxers have become sticky until he shifts closer to you. Clinging to his skin too much for it to be only pre, turned on even more that you made him cum his fuckin pants from just your sights and sounds. Even your smell, sweet and sticking in the back of his throat making him insatiable.

"Fuck, lissen to how your cunt soundsssss." He growls, making emphases by pushing you beyond your limit so he can hear the clicking slick and cry of your cunt sucking his fingers back in when he pulls them out.

He doesn't stop until his fingers are pruned and cramping in your cunt that has been spasming non stop for the past five minutes, your throat sounds dry from your moaning and selfishly he thinks he could spit onto your tongue to help you alleviate your pain.

Looking up to see your debauched face, brows furrowed, lip pouting and tears of beyond overstimulation that makes him ease you down into slow ruts til his fingers are just in you. Half smothering you as he crowds your space, slowly pulling out his fingers and lightly tapping your clit as he leaves your glistening folds making you yelp.

Lips at your throat, leaving soft nips and nosing at your racing pulse, "Deep breath."

His voice is soft and it makes you dizzy, slowly pulling in breath until you feel a little more clear headed. Clinging to him slightly and he pulls you closer halfway on his lap so you can curl into his throat. Breathe in his cologne and hopefully think about him as much as he thinks about you.

Little does he know...

"Hmm, but you didn't get to have any fun." You pout, now real tears collecting in your eyes that have him chuckling again. Pressing his lips gently to yours before pulling himself away from you reluctantly.

"Oh I did." He presses his sensitive spent cock roughly through his pants until you can hear a muted squelch.

Suddenly there are hearts in your eyes, looking up at him and pushing him onto his back. Pulling his pants down until they sit midway on his hairy thighs, leaning over to lick the spent cum from his soft cock and if you weren't careful would quickly get hard. Your hand placed firmly on his sternum to keep him from getting up as your tongue travels to his heavy sac.

Togame just lies back, staring up at your ceiling, hand coming to circle yours until he's "clean" wishing you had texted him by accident months ago.

Day 18: Silvers Rayleigh x fem! reader

He's so hot... such a daddy. I'd love to write a part two following right after this later, I think I'm going into a small writer's block, so sorry this didn't end in something too juicy :,))

Word count: 0,9K

Content: female reader, age gap, daddy kink, use of "princess", oral sex (male receiving), hinted ffm threesome and open relationship

“Oh isn’t Shakky here?” you observed, hanging up your coat, looking around for the couple.

The older man chuckled at your words, amused those were your first words when you stepped into the (closed) bar, “No, it’s just me here, sorry to disappoint, princess,” you heard his husky voice call you, serving as your guide.

“Oh come on, you know I didn’t mean it like that,” you laughed back, seeing him splayed on the couch, looking ready for a nap. A small, playful grin tugged on your lips.

“I can come back if you need to sleep, after all, it’s kinda late for an old man,” you checked your watchless wrist, and heard him grunt as he pulled himself off the couch, suddenly his presence was anything but sleepy, a sheepish smile on his face.

“Like you’re not the one who likes to be fucked by old men? You always fall asleep before we do, even though we’re so old,” he laughed before waltzing towards you, backing you into the wall of the living room, your eyes widening. His rough hand cupped your chin, his fingers and thumb pressing against your cheeks. God, he looked so unfairly handsome, his wrinkles showing just how much he had laughed and smiled in his lifetime.

“You also love having old women fuck you, Shakky was disappointed for not being able to participate tonight,” he licked his bottom lip, seeing how you suddenly got so quiet, “she always looks forward to fucking you, you know? Hearing your cute little voice moaning her name,” and his words forced your thighs together, feeling a familiar warmth pooling down your body.

His charming smirk always made your knees buckle beneath you, “Cat got your tongue? You were bullying me just seconds ago,” his thumb stroked over your bottom lip, before pressing it further into your mouth, your tongue instinctively wrapping around his digit.

“Good girl, always knowing how to use that pretty little mouth of yours,” and damn that geezer for using your weakness against you, a moan at the pet name accompanied by your panties growing damp living proof of your vivid arousal.

“Gonna be a good girl for daddy tonight?” his eyes darkened when they found yours, his words going straight to your core, “or do I have to deal with a brat?”.

Belt lousily unbuckled with pants draped around the pirate's ankles, his veiny, experienced hand was fisted in your hair while he watched you bob obediently up and down on his cock, your sweet, delicate lips stretched around his girth.

“Fuck,” labored breaths and groans blessing your ears keened you on, hollowing your cheeks around the dark king, causing him to push deeper down your throat, accompanied by a guttural groan soaking your panties.

“So impatient - hng - starving for cock, hm?” a small thrust forced your head backward into the wall, your fingers digging into the muscles of his thighs, “then fucking take it”.

His thrusts grew harsher, more impatient, feeling your throat contract around his girth, feeling drool escape from your mouth as he drank in your sweet sounds of gurgling and gagging. And he loved how eager you were to please him, desperate, glazed eyes looking up at him searching for approval. Searching for the fire only he had in his eyes, needing to hear his voice tell you just how much of a good girl you are, taking his cock so well. That thick, smooth voice carrying such authority over you, a single syllable leaving your thighs clenched, your core heating up in anticipation.

“Being such a good girl for your daddy, princess,” and there it was. A small moan vibrated through his length, your eyes shut close as a wild, electrifying shot of arousal lit your body aflame, pushing your nose flush against the soft, white hair resting at the base of his cock. 

And you looked divine where your knees dug into the floor, sure to be bruised along with the roof of your mouth and your inner walls when he was done with you, proof of how your older lover had you wrapped around his finger. Small bangs of your head against the wall was muted by his hands, not wanting to hurt you unnecessarily. His cock abusing your throat was an exception to that rule, as you loved feeling him twitch inside your warm and wet cave of a mouth, eagerly eating up his groans as he fucked your throat, the drool pooling past your lips creating the perfect lube for the old man.

Crescent moons decorated the dark king for days at a time, and not only on his thighs of course, which was only the starting point until they reached their destined place his back later in the night, highlighting the scars and muscles carved after years of adventure. His favorite little reminder of your steamy and pleasurable rendezvous, relishing in the young woman so desperate and eager for the paradise he provided, happy he got to indulge in your fantasy, especially if it meant you would lick up every single drop of his arousal when you were done.

I would do ANYTHING to be Shakky and Rayleigh's plaything istg. Anyways thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed it!

New blog for @//spiderlily-w1tch-blog! Anyone who knows me as the new/backup blog, go and follow the actual new blog and you can watch the chaos unfold while I set up my new digs!

First post right out the gate!

Yes, this is pre-set up and everything 😭

I wanna get this outta the way now

I am also KoolAidMansBitch on Ao3 as well as the recently deceased @//Spiderlily-w1tch-blog (Gods rest her soul, she was good blog 😢)

I'm starting over fresh, this will be a blog solely dedicated to my current writings/style and topic of writing which means WISPSIMPS is NOT gone from this platform, I'll be posting it again and making announcements about it here. I won't start posting those for a bit but I will post some of my standalone works every now and again.

@sqwishywrites34 will go back to being a backup for now once I get this baby set up

I hope that you all enjoy my chaos as you might be seeing it in real time while I set this up 😭