open ❥ self indulgent nsfw.

[moes]

i'm tired so like, prompts are minimal but feel free to plot with me.
characters available down below.
other characters potentially available upon request but i can reject requests.
i will accept doubles (THATS RIGHT GIVE ME THE SELFCEST), au scenarios, what have you.'
threesomes potentially available upon request. ask first.
doubling up on threads is ok. message me on discord/plurk for more intensive plotting.

it is also november, so inaba nsfw stuff WILL BE PRIORITIZED.
please give her some love
(birthday nsfw threads welcome)



scenarios:
- god give me aqua/kana nsfw threads i swear to fucking god. she needs a win in this life. i'll also take kana/akane. ask first before cross-canon.
- hypnotism
- succubus au
- the fuckin hot spring meme with weird memory fuckery. oh, we were strangers? not anymore! we're two people who came here to FUCK
- duplicate threesomes
- honestly i do want to do selfcest. gimme.
- inaba birthday sex (i'm serious)
- panfandom hypothetical sex game stuff
- fuck or die scenario
- one of those sex escape room setups where they're forced to do a kink (of the player's choosing) to get out

Comments

Stelle (one of how many toplevels i'm throwing at u-)

[gentleglow]

[Having something messing with her head was unpleasant. Just the idea of having someone telling her what to do, how to feel was... far too much of an uncomfortable reminder of her time as a soldier. She awoke to voices in her head, directed her fists and flames by what the voice told her, felt pride in her home because the voice stoked the focus on glory in her. All of her life she was told how to feel.

But... things were different now. She had people she trusted. Loved. She'd willingly let Kafka into her head, when the older woman's Spirit Whisper could help talk her down from a panic attack when something on a mission would trigger memories of fields of corpses and blood and broken insect husks. It was proof of her trust in someone she cares about, that she wouldn't fight that.

So this... this should be no different, right?]

Clockwork...

[It's one of the precious moments away from any scripts or duties she had, where she could meet up with Stelle in Penacony and walk with her outside of her armor. They'd spent some time around Blue Hour, taking in the romantic atmosphere of the beaches and the fancy restaurants, and eventually found themselves at a comfortable hotel for the night. It wasn't the first night they'd spent together like this, but it was the first where Stelle had suggested something different.]

I don't know... is it permanent, when you switch the dial?

[starwill]

Only if you want it to be.

[ That's more of an answer than just simply saying yes or no, really - it's handing the choice over to Firefly as she leans back on the mattress of the hotel room they've found themselves in. ]

[gentleglow]

I don't.

[Choice. That's something she's never really had in her life. Even now, so much of her work is dictated by Elio's script, it feels like she's got blinders on sometimes.

But she has a choice in some things. Whether she spends time with Silver Wolf, or sitting in silence with Blade. Going out shopping with Kafka, or staying back at whatever hideout they're currently squirreled away in, watching the night sky turn an array of colors as the moon and sun slowly chase each other through the night.

And here... Stelle's always given her a choice in the path they walk together. It's sweet, and it's why Firefly hasn't outright said no at just the thought of doing something like this.]

But... I know it's something you want to try. I can see that glint in your eyes. And giving myself over to you in such a way isn't exactly unappealing.

[A bit of Firefly's tension eases away as she smiles, following Stelle as she leans back to rest her chin on the other girl's chest.]

You know I trust you. That you'll stop when I want you to. So... let's give it an hour or two.

[They'd planned to spend the whole night together, so why not make use of the time they have?]

I don't know if I'll be able to tell if I want to stop, so... as soon as that time's up, change me back.

[starwill]

Haha...

[ There's a bit of hollow laughter that falls from Stelle's lips. Was she really that obvious? ]

Guess I'll set an alarm on my phone, then.

[ It might be a bit intrusive if they're in the midst of things, but it's better than betraying Firefly's trust. It's why she's already taking it out from her pocket to start it up.

Let's go for two hours... ]

Just relax and breathe. It'll just a be a second.

[ Literally. Because Stelle places all of her focus on Firefly as she opens up Clockwork and starts to scroll through the wheel of emotions until she finally finds the appropriate one. She doesn't know how it'll react on Firefly- she's never used this on anyone, after all- and then just lets it settle.

And she waits. ]

[gentleglow]

[Maybe it's because something in Firefly's brain is hardwired to be open to suggestion. She was created to be directed like an ant in a hive, after all. So as Stelle sets the dial how she wishes, she can instantly see the way something in Firefly shifts; the colors in her eyes grow darker, her breathing grows heavier. From her comfortable spot laying on top of Stelle, she shifts, like she's trying to press herself a little more firmly against her.]

It feels so... warm already...

Inaba

[sombrer]

[So this is, uh. New. When Furina started doing cam work, she hadn't really thought she'd get to this point. Sure, she expected at least a small following - she doesn't have that little faith in herself, under her usual attitude - but she'd never really expected she'd reach the point where she had private performances. People paid for requests, or paid for her to wear specific outfits or use specific toys, but...

... Okay fine. It was a little nervewracking to have one set of eyes on her. It's easy enough to turn the numbers into a blur, the crowd of viewers just turning to white noise... but knowing someone was intent on watching her was a lot.

So when she turns her camera on, it takes her a minute for the mask of Focalors to fall into place.]

Ah, Inaban-

[Her voice cracks and she quickly clears it. She sounded so meek for a moment there - that's not what her patron would want, right?? Her shoulders square a bit more firmly, her chin raises up, and that somewhat haughty persona she shows to her patrons is back.]

Inaban- [She rolls her voice into a purr, sounding far more confident now.] This is quite a surprise. This is the first time you've sought out a private stream, isn't it?

[dereban]

[ Being stuck in a world like this was definitely not a part of her plans - then again, when is it ever? And more importantly, she wasn't the type of person to seek out things like this.

However, there was a catch -

She had been given a little stamp card by the supposed owners of this joint with a few simple... 'tasks', so to speak. And fulfilling all of those tasks would get her all that closer to her goal and even get a little bonus out of it.

And being on a private stream was one of those tasks. But it wasn't like she could simply cheat and just go to a private stream for one second and click off - it just wouldn't work. She's been here long enough to know that one couldn't just cheese her way through it.

At the very least, what she can be grateful for is that she doesn't have to have her camera on during all of this. So she just needs to type... ]

Inaban: That's right.
Inaban: You'll have to give me the rundown.
Inaban: I don't want to break any stream rules, after all.

[sombrer]

[Oh, so polite... Furina can certainly work with that. It makes her feel a little less nervous, too.]

If you're watching this now, you know what my boundaries are. [A hard "no" to any bodily functions that aren't "typical" during sex or masturbation. Dirty talk is fine, especially for those sticking strictly to text, but no talk of non-con play.] As long as you don't cross those, I am your humble servant for the evening. Though I do hope you can make things as interesting for me as I will for you!

[Too many people just ask her to get off without any further instructions... there's only so many times she can finger herself to release before it starts to feel mechanical.]

Do you need a list of the toys I have to offer? The outfits?

[She lets out a soft hm~]

Are you a girl who likes to see someone in fancy lingerie, I wonder...?

[dereban]

[ Thankfully, both of those things are reasonable enough to her, so it isn't a problem. She's a little grateful that she can't be seen behind the typing of her keyboard, because she can feel the nerves already coming on.

It wasn't as if she's done this before, after all.

But humble servant certainly gave her one idea-- ]

Inaban: Do you happen to have a maid outfit?

[sombrer]

.... Ah. So you like that sort of thing, hm?

[Her tone is teasing, but lightly so. After all - though she didn't particularly indulge in the risque when it came to novels and such, she knew that the attraction to maids and such were a popular trend in Fontaine. It seems that some trends carry over across universes. Fascinating!

But she's not here to analyze. Reaching out to adjust the camera to a slightly wider shot, Furina gets up from her spot at the edge of her bed, so that the camera can catch how she moves over to her wardrobe. As she does, she begins to disrobe; first her shorts, letting her emphasize the way she bends over to slip them down before stepping out of them, then her shirt, tossed off somewhere to a corner of her room. She is indeed wearing a pair of navy blue, lacy lingerie, but she doesn't let the camera get a good look until she's done rummaging through her closet, pulling out what is certainly a maid outfit and holding it out to the camera.]

Is this to your tastes?

Inaba Succubus AU

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

[Meet Rita Mordio, ambitious teenage orphan genius mage...or really more Artificer with the magitech she swears by. Also, way more lonely than she wants to admit and a sucker for validation.

As she prepares the ritual in the depths of her cave lab home mess, she reviews her goals. A fair trade for information she needs to complete a new formula, that apparently this specific demoness happens to have.

When the call comes, what might motivate Inaba to show up? For that matter, what is this strange alternate version of her like? ]</small

[dereban]

[ As a succubus, Inaba feeds off loneliness. It's something that she can practically smell it. Of course, due to her nature as a succubus and how people had a tendency to run at the sight of demons -

Ah, she recalls the sight of humans screaming, yelling out in fear: "Monster! Monster!"

The taste of that emotion disgusted her, the tip of her tongue feeling coppery. So she chooses to utilize her skills as a shapeshifter to make her look more human. No horns, no tail. Her outfit is even remotely... decent and casual, wearing a dark purple plain dress and carrying a plain basket as she eventually knocks on the door, wondering if there'll be an answer.

She may not be a vampire that needs permission to enter, but she's polite. ]

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

Come in.

[Rita... Kinda knows how this goes? But she's gonna be in over her head fast. Inaba can practically smell the pushover energy borne of someone who wants something badly enough she's doing something very foolish.]

Hang on, lemme do this right... Are you the one who answers my call?

[... It's supposed to be a bit more formal and almost threatening. Rita here seems to have missed that memo.]

[dereban]

[ "Foolish" is not the word that Inaba would use to describe this sad, pitiful situation, but she finds herself placing a hand on her own cheek, sighing. ]

This is honestly kind of sad.

[ Pathetic, really. She can practically taste it on her tongue. ]

The fact that I had to go through the door is a bit... [ Another sigh, as she shrugs her shoulders. ] But I suppose the answer is 'yes'. So? What is it that you want of me?

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

... I am seeking the key forms of these three formulae.

[The notes are at least eminently readable. It's information that would definitely be attainable to a human but is well beyond most masters of this day and age.

Just as important, she didn't respond to the call out of this as kinda sad. ]

I am uncertain of the appropriate value of this knowledge, and thus beseech of you a fair negotiation.

[... She mmaaaaybe doe not realize that what she just said is openly an admission of weakness.

Also she's looking at Inaba in some fascination. She's not used to Girl Hotness apparently.]

maybe this will kick me into tagging our other shit

[everpromisedthunder]

["Give this to her while you're wearing your witch outfit", she said. "It'll be funny," she said.

Mei swore under her breath that Bronya was going to get more than an earful later -- but that was going to have to wait. With a whole day of her time locked up as Inaba's playmate, there was no telling what was going to happen, especially since she remembers all too clearly that she did give the younger girl express permission to use the pendulum. The only question was whether or not she'd use it, and how it was going to play out. Mei knew the kind of control it put in the other person's hands, and while she was and is willing to give it...

...oooh, she can already sense her lover's imagination going wild with this one.

This is where she finds her day going -- sitting in Inaba's apartment, a mixture of excitement and anxiety filtering through her body language in spite of her attempts to hide it. And all dressed up like it was still Halloween, no less.

With friends like these, who needs bullies?]

S--So. Have you decided on how you want to do this?

[dereban]

[ That makes one of them, in any case.

It may no longer be Halloween, but it is November, so her own answer comes off a little playfully, a smirk crossing her lips. ]

I'm still debating on it, but... what is this, an early birthday present, Mei?

[everpromisedthunder]

[Mei tries to laugh off the 'anxious' part of her body language as she responds.]

It's terribly out of season, I'm aware. That and I'm not aware of any witch that's offered their whole day on a platter.

Maybe you could call it part of my 'magic spell' if you were charitable...?

[...wait-

Oh, Herrschers, why did she put it like that-]

[dereban]

'Magic spell', huh...

[ She trails off, looking a little thoughtful for a moment, tapping her chin as if she's thinking about something.

But then she decides to tease a little more: ]

Well, it looks like I'm caught under it already with how stunning you are. But it looks like you'll lend me your power this time around...?

timey wimey selfcest bullshit goes here

[everpromisedthunder]

[I WILL COME UP WITH SOMETHING WHEN I AM NOT SLEEP]

surprise me???

[mariownette]

[I have no idea who will work here so just throw anyone that comes to mind at Mafuyu-]

[moes]

[ im crying......

still at work so i gotta Ask, on a sliding scale how awful do you want this ]

[mariownette]

[i mean we can do two things so

one mild soft thing to offset some unfiltered, filthy awful could work??]

[moes]

( i will Return with one awful prompt and one less awful prompt then........

if i can figure out who to use )

[livefreely]

( i do not have proper prompts instead i have offers:

1. offer one is with iori, probably something soft and understanding because they are Similar, i'm also thinking maybe senpai/kouhai dynamic???

2. offer two is sparkle and all the awful things that come with her. maybe she's in Disguise! maybe we got mafuyu trapped in some sex-related bubble universe where she has to do Acts to get out!

thoughts??? )