#dol whitney imagines

[ddantelion]

RICH KID! GN! PC. feat M! WHITNEY

warnings. very shitty PC, attempts to drown whitney, spitting, OOC whitney

You hail from nobility that has resided in this town for generations. You reside on Danube Street in the largest estate. Wherever you go you are driven in a black, slick limousine, accompanied by guards twice the average person's size. Your parents are recognized as directors of several successful corporations, as well as popular, influential socialites. You, even from your earliest youth, has been known as the golden child. You are endlessly envied by your peers.

You are also Whitney's greatest enemy.

Just like Whitney has his own posse, you have yours. They come from powerful families, and are the only students who are able to jab at him and his friends, and get away with it. In fact, your friends are the only students who are able to get away with beating his friends up, enough to land them in the hospital (which, to his horror, has already happened several times before). Every single time your friends are caught, they argue that they had acted in self-defense. And every single time, your friends get off scot-free. The next day at school, they'll approach him and his friends in the hallway, mockingly asking them where the others are with a horribly infuriating grin.

You don't lay a hand on his friends. You don't lay a hand on him either. You believe that you're above violence, but more than anything, you believe that you shouldn't have to sully your hands for people so insignificant. If you believe that someone deserves a punishment, then you will simply contact your guards to get the job done.

Whitney hates your guts. He wants you dead.

The teachers love you. They think you're entirely incapable of causing trouble, which, to an extent, is true. After all, you're not the one who's throwing pencils and erasers at him in the classroom -- it's your damned friends. Your friends are the ones kicking his seat and throwing open water bottles at him. You do nothing -- You sit with your chin resting in the palm of your hand, watching in amusement. When Whitney reaches his breaking point and snaps at your friends, he's the one who gets in trouble. River will harshly scold him in front of everyone, and in the corner of his eye, he sees your shoulders shake as you turn away to face your friends, laughing quietly.

He can't escape you at school. He can't even escape you when he's not at school. Because on rainy days, you also frequent the park, sitting by the fountain with your usual guards by your side, one holding an umbrella above your head, and the other offering to bring you snacks, blankets, and anything else you might need. He glares at your from his spot beneath the tree, and you will turn to him, giving him a smile. You always look pristine, and your skin glows and your eyes glitter, and you don't even need to try to get people's affection.

One day, Whitney was in an especially foul mood, and he made the mistake of approaching you when both of your guards had briefly left their posts. You saw him marching towards you, and you tilted your head. You opened your mouth to greet him, but before you could --

Whitney had snatched you by the collar of your shirt and tugged your face until it was inches away from his. He took satisfaction in the way your eyes widened in surprise, even if it was only for a moment.

"You really can't take a fucking hint, can you?" He scowled. "Think I don't have the guts to lay a hand on you? You think you're invincible?"

He pulled his head back and gathered all of his saliva on his tongue, before spitting violently in your face, causing it to land on your cheek. You slowly, gingerly lifted a hand to wipe it away, your eyes still trained on his. His lips carved into a grin, and you smiled back.

In one swift motion, you grabbed the back of his head. You grasped strands of his hair between your fingers, tugging violently, before suddenly shifting positions -- Shoving his body against the edge of the fountain, one knee pressed against his back and both of your hands burying his head deep into the water. They stayed there, even when Whitney immediately began to thrash beneath you.

His eyes were wide with panic, and he could see the coins at the bottom of the fountain. He could hear you laughing from above.

"You should make a wish." You said cruelly. Something about you that always struck Whitney was your voice. It was smooth, charming, like every other part of you. If he didn't know any better, he would do anything you wanted, just to hear your voice. He thinks that he could even die for it... Which, it doesn't really seem like he has a choice.

You held him there for several agonizing seconds, although Whitney could never know how long you actually kept him in place. Not long had passed before he could hear your guards quickly approaching, asking loudly what you were doing, but not asking you to stop.

"I'm teaching him a lesson," you replied, as though it were obvious. "Has the driver finally arrived?" You asked nonchalantly, as if you literally weren't drowning Whitney, pushing him inches within his life.

He's sure the guard answered, because you finally lifted his head back up. He began coughing, sputtering, already cursing you out. Your fingers were still buried in his hair as you pulled and pulled until he was looking up at you. You retracted one of your hands to grip his jaw, forcing open his mouth. You shoved your fingers deep into his throat, making him gag, his legs kicking to try and force you off.

You pulled your fingers out, and as Whitney opened his mouth to begin gasping for air, you spit right into his mouth, on his tongue.

You clamped his jaw shut.

"You should swallow," you said, "Or I'll drown you again."

You finally showed your true colors, your soft smile turning sinister.

And he did, as much as he didn't want to, because he knew you were telling the truth, and you would happily keep doing it if you could.

There was a fond glow in your eyes as you leaned down to kiss his forehead. "Good boy," you whispered, sending tingles up his spine. Whitney tried his best to ignore the sudden pulse of his dick.

You let him go, leaving him to crumble against the fountain.

The next day would be like any other day. Your group would approach him and his friends in the hallway, except this time, you followed.

You were at the front when you suddenly stepped forward, towards him, and abruptly grabbed his jaw, forcing your lips against his. The kiss was rough, and you forced your tongue into his mouth the second you got the chance, your teeth clicking together. You kept your eyes on him the entire time, calmly watching for his reaction.

When you pulled away, there was a string of saliva you shared.

You stared at his swollen lips and smiled, giving another kiss.

"Good boy," you cooed, and it made his knees weak.

#degrees of lewdity #dol #degrees of lewdity whitney #whitney the bully #degrees of lewdity imagines #dol imagines #degrees of lewdity whitney imagines #dol whitney imagines #tw drowning #tw spitting #writing

[ashersanity]

— “Drunk already? I wouldn’t have pinned you for a light weight.”

-> content warning! alcohol intoxication, top m alpha! reader x bratty omega in heat, stupid cockwhore bitch craves for cock but doesn’t get it.

Turning someone into your little cockwhore bitch, there’s nothing sweeter than that — than the otherwise self-assured look in their eyes turned to one that’s dazed and pleading.

Fuck, if it weren’t for the numerous drinks simmering in his system, drumming along his veins that had his head swim, he wouldn’t be in this position. No, damn it. He wouldn’t be here, visible flush streaked across his cheeks with the obvious, heady scent of arousal lingering in the air. His interested, omegan cock stirring between his spread legs, knees clumsily knocking against yours beneath the wooden counter. Nor would he be the one to lean just a bit, in your direction, intently fixated on your parting lips with every swallow you take, each and every bob of your throat that curves along nicely down, alcohol pleasantly burning. It was a mistake in itself, to think he’d out drink you, looking perfectly fine in comparison to him who supported his chin atop his palm, gently swaying back and forth.

Shit, he hated you. He hated you so damn much that he’d catch himself staring at your glistening mouth each and every time, bubbling frustration slowly shifting into one of needy arousal, a need for your cock in his throat, ass, wherever he could touch it, smell it even. Maybe if you were so generous, you’d let him have a go at it, pathetically slide himself onto his knees so he could paw at your bulge, suck on the rough fabric of your jeans where your fat, knotted cock comfortably sat underneath. Bastard didn’t deserve to get a proper taste anyway. Only a curl of your finger shoved up his pulsing, dripping hole would have him cumming all over himself like a whore regardless, desperately bucking his hips into your touch to reach your split knuckles. Hell, he’d even be fine with you towering over him, grip tightening onto his face with your fingers greedily digging into the soft of his flesh, harshly spitting into his awaiting mouth, pink tongue peeking out. However, you do none of that. Instead, you lean into his space, pressing your lips against the shell of his ear, heated breaths quickened, audible over the bustling pub and noisy patrons surrounding you.

— “I could ruin you if I wanted to. Fuck you, right here, right now. Have everyone see, what a needy little cum slut you are for my cock.”

Exhaling shakily, his eyes flutter shut at the drum of your voice, letting the words sink in, slicked, wet hole miserably tightening around nothing. Dammit, he wants you, wants you so fucking bad to mess him up, to have him bent over the flat surface as you fuck your cum into him, reddened ass on display for all the hungry, perverted alphas to leer upon.

— “But I won’t. I’ll just let you rut into your pillow like the nasty, fucking whore that you are.”

..You fucking tease.

whitney, remy, avery, ryomen sukuna, geto suguru, toji fushiguro, scaramouche, kaveh, kaeya alberich, satan (whb), reo mikage, micheal kaiser, sae itoshi, more?

#imagine enthusiastically learning that motherfucker you follow finally posted #and it’s just this #yeah I’d be disappointed too #what kind of freak would be into the cliche alpha/omega concept ahaha.. #listen. I was just thinking of whitney all the meanwhile — alright? #top male reader #dom male reader #bottom male character #dol #degrees of lewdity #whitney the bully #remy the farmer #avery the businessman #jjk #jjk x reader #sukuna #geto suguru #toji fushiguro #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #scaramouche #kaveh #kaeya alberich #satan whb #whb #blue lock #reo mikage #micheal kaiser #sae itoshi #asher writes

[propertyofwhitney67]

Not So Bad

M!Whitney x AFAB!Reader

TW: smut, breeding kink, lying about being on birth control, smoking

Words: 600

Note: Based on Vrel’s answer that Whitney would dislike breeding kink at first. Also this ask gave me the inspo to keep writing this.

Thank you guys so much for 400 followers!! <3

“No.” Whitney angrily answered, tired of me asking him. He took a drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke toward me. Despite his irritation, I could see lust in his eyes.

I waved the smoke away, “Oh come on, it’ll be fun.” I tried convincing him. I’ve been at it for a while, hoping to whittle down his resolve. “I’m on birth control.” I certainly wasn’t, but that’s part of the fun.

“Of course you are, you’re a slut.” He rolled his eyes but thought it over, “Fine.” He put his cigarette out in the ashtray on his bedside table before pushing me down on the bed and making out with me, he tasted of nicotine. 

I gasped as I felt him reach under my shirt, groping my chest. “Whitney…” I mumbled against his lips.

“Shut up.” He bit my lip and pulled back, pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it aside. “That’s better.” He smirked and cupped my breast, “Maybe I should breed you, you’d be hot knocked up with my kid.”

I felt my body heat up at his words, I want nothing more than to be bred by him. I whined lowly and reached for his sweatpants, “Please…” I was weak for him.

He grabbed my hands and pinned me to the bed, “Impatient slut.” I huffed, pouting like a child. “Keep that up and you get nothing.” I scrunched my nose but nodded, “Good.” He released his grip, trailing his hands down my body before stopping at my waist. He rubbed circles on my hip before pulling down my pants and underwear in one movement, revealing my wet cunt. 

I moaned as he brushed his thumb over my clit, “Whitney, please…” I begged him, just wanting him to fuck me already. “I need you.”

“I know.” He smirked cockily and continued rubbing slow circles on my clit, taking his sweet time and drawing it out.

I was at the edge of climaxing when he stopped, “Why?” I whined and threw my head back on the bed.

“Be grateful for what I give you, slut.” He smirked and pulled down his pants revealing his hard cock, precum beading at the tip, “Only a slut like you would want to be bred.” 

“You want it too.” I said teasingly, “You can’t lie to me.”

Without warning he thrusted deep in me, “You don’t know shit.” He didn’t bother waiting for me to adjust, “Fucking slut…” He grunted between thrusts.

I dug my nails into his back, “Shut up and breed me.”

He all but growled, “Oh, I’ll fucking breed you.” He quickly put me into a mating press, causing me to gasp and moan. He set a fast pace, seemingly lost in the heat of the moment. Forgetting all his qualms about breeding me. The sound of skin, grunts, and moans were the only sounds heard as he furiously fucked me.

He’d already pulled three from me but I could feel another orgasm fast approaching. “Whitney!”

“That’s right, scream my name.” He grunted and with one last thrust he came inside me again. 

He rested his head against my forehead as he slowly let my legs go. I was sore and my legs were probably bruised but it was well worth it. “See? Not so bad.”

“You lied, didn’t you?” He said as if he already knew the answer to his question. 

At least he didn’t sound mad, I thought as I chuckled and nodded. “I did.” 

He smirked and kissed me, “Fucking slut…my slut.” He whispered the last part but I heard him perfectly.

𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

𝘒𝘰-𝘍𝘪

#tw breeding kink #dol #dol fanfiction #dol fanfic #dol whitney #whitney dol #dol x reader #dol whitney x reader #whitney x reader #whitney the bully #whitney degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity whitney #whitney the bully x reader #whitney x reader fanfic #degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity fanfic #degrees of lewdity imagine #degrees of lewdity imagines #degrees of lewdity x reader #my writing

[dollya-robinprotector]

Honestly my head canon for Whitney is that when he feels something that doesn't make him feel dead inside (pc) he freaks out. So his bullying is somehow apn attempt to control pc and an attempt to keep them away. Because if he can't control them, they will eventually leave him, so he needs to get rid of you first. Like the dude is an emotional mess, scared of any good emotions.

Imagine what a mess he is after waking up and realizing that PC rescued his sorry ass from the UB...

#Being pounded day after day in that place might not eat away his mind #but dealing with the current situation he's in sure as hell does #I love drawing confused and vulnerable Whitney #I love imagining he trying to recognize the little girl he used to beat and molest #Now has changed so much #all while he's paying for his misdeed #DoL: Homestead AU #dol pc #dollya ask #dollya art #alex the farmhand #dol alex #whitney the bully #dol whitney #ref: FGO manga - Salem #degrees of lewdity #dol fanart

[miku-meeku]

haha so i went out on vacay last week and now im finally going home haha

look what i drew on the bathroom stall

anws i tripped at one point while walking (cuz my dumbass didnt see the steps) and sprained my ankle and my back also hurts in the process

its at times like this where the love of my life would appear like in a shoujo manga and say

"YOUR ANKLE HURTETH, I WILL CARRY YOU, MY LOVE"

and ill be like

"KYAA, OH MY PRINCE CHARMING!!!"

oh well such is the way of life

#dol #degrees of lewdity #dol robin #robin the orphan #dol whitney #whitney the bully #dol kylar #kylar the loner #dol sydney #sydney the faithful #id like to imagine whitney princess carrying me like them shoujo mangas #pls can he carry me like a princess #tHE PAIN CONTINUES TO PERSIST ON MY ANKLE #meeks museum

[yandere-daydreams]

“Bitch.”

She was already scowling, but her frown deepened into a wicked sneer as she flexed her injured hand – the imprint of your teeth visible and pronounced against the meat of her palm. You hadn’t meant to bite her, but that didn’t matter, not to her, not when it came to you. She didn’t need an excuse to hurt you, just an opportunity, and you’d been stupid enough to give her one.

Her eyes flickered towards you, towards your crumpled body where she’d knocked you to the floor. The janitor’s closet she’d shove you into was dark, letting the harsh, phosphorescent lights of the school’s hallways silhouette Whitney; turn her into some great, looming monster with bleach-damaged hair and a mutilated mini-skirt. You could just barely make out the grin, wry and careless, that spread across her lips as she crouched, cupping your chin, pressing her thumb into your jaw with too much force for the gesture not to be deliberately malicious. “Now, that’s how I like to see my slut. On your knees, staring at me all doe-eyed and shit.” She paused, taking a moment to dig her nail into your cheek and savor how easy it was to make you wince. “You’re lucky I’m such a busy woman. If I had a few minutes, I’d give these losers a show and fuck you on the floor, make sure you get what you’ve been damn-near begging for all day.”

“Please, I—” You didn’t have time for her bullshit. If you missed a class, your grades would drop. If your grades dropped, Winter would notice. If Winter noticed, he’d question whether or not you were “dedicated enough” to deserve your part-time job at the museum, and if you got fired, you wouldn’t be pay Bailey at the end of the week and if you weren’t able to pay Bailey—

“I have to get to class,” You spat, if only to get yourself out of your own head. “Whitney, I don’t have time to—”

“God, you’re such a fucking nerd.” Her tone was demeaning, teasing, but her grin didn’t falter. “See, that’s the problem. You’ve been brushing me off every time I try to get a little quality time in, and I’m starting to get lonely. Is it a crime to miss my favorite slut?”

“I’ve got time after school, a-and I’ll eat lunch with you tomorrow.” Begging, now that reasoning with her had failed, pleading. Not that falling back on the blank, hope-eating void where her heart should’ve been had ever led to anything but disappointment and suffering, for you. “I can’t afford to do this, Whitney. I— I’ll fail a test, and get fired, and get evicted—

“I know.” It was almost a mercy that she didn’t even pretend to care. At least she knew what she was doing. At least she couldn't say she didn’t know how badly she was going to hurt you. “Maybe, when you’ve given up on that stupid fucking job and gotten your ass kicked out of that shitty orphanage, you’ll remember who really takes care of you.”

She leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss into your forehead. You tried to melt into it, to salvage what scraps of kindness she was willing to offer, but even your desperation was misplaced – betrayed with an airy chuckle as she dropped lower, nipping at the corner of your jaw before running her tongue across your cheek and shoving you backward, leaving you on the floor as she stood.

The last thing you saw was Whitney, a twisted smile painted across her lips and a glint of something cruel in her eyes, before the door slammed shut, a lock clicked into place, and you were left in hopeless and impenetrable darkness.

#woman loving wednesday #on thursday #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere oneshot #yandere drabble #degrees of lewdity #yandere degrees of lewdity #yandere dol #dol imagines #dol x reader #dol whitney #whitney x reader #yandere whitney #yanderecore #yancore

[cremefralche]

ive been messing around with Whitney's dominance levels, trying to see what changes there are with his events with a low dom, high love Whitney, and there are quite a few noticeable differences!

things that have stuck out to me in particular have been:

during after-school events where he brings you to Mer Street, instead of leaving you to fend for yourself, he instead fucks you on the pier, with a special scene you can get where you have to keep fucking him long enough for a passing ship to get close. (making him cum too early has him laugh about what the slut the PC is)

during math class, if some student is checking you out and he gets angry, intervening actually has him completely let go of the student

also during math class, when you pass a skullduggery check when he tries to strip you, he no longer gets incredibly pissed off and storms out, he instead struts the classroom and shows off his body

when he has you steal cigarettes and you get stuck, instead of leaving you to fend for yourself against a dog, he instead frees you because "you'd smell all funny" edit: i've been informed in the replies that this can happen even with high dom!

when you have a stalking encounter with him in the alleyways, when you ask him if you can have sex in private, he agrees and even tells his friends to stay away

i think it's incredibly cute how he opens himself up to being a little sillier, and little (and i mean little) bit more considerate! you also get waaay way less shit from him for saying no LOL. his friends seem to enjoy him fooling around like this just fine too, so it makes me wonder if they could afford to just be silly and less intimidating like this more often...

i guess him recognising the PC not as a belonging and instead as his partner (based on the social tab) changes things a little for him?

screencaps for each instance stated under the cut!

1) MER STREET SCENE (i dont have screenies from when pc makes him cum too early T_T) (nor do i have the fishing boat's reaction, i completely forgot T_T)

2) MATH CLASS - GETTING CHECKED OUT (INTERVENE)

this one is especially interesting to me, since high dom whitney still humiliates them by exposing their underwear! low dom Whitney lets them off easy LOL

3) MATH CLASS - STRIPPING

4) STEALING CIGARETTES

5) STALKING ENCOUNTER (ASK TO GO SOMEWHERE PRIVATE)

i may be wrong, but this stands out to me because the language feels a lot less aggressive compared to when he usually talks about street sex!

it's also INCREDIBLY funny that his friends are disappointed that they dont get to see Whitney fuck. like. ????????? gang of weirdos!

#degrees of lewdity #whitney the bully #dol whitney #i use he/him pronouns for whit bc hes a guy in my game! i imagine things r similar for a female whitney LOL #yappin

[maqui-chan]

omg ... whitney-kun's soft for pc-chan kyaaaa >///<

#today i find out there was a dol update #i love how pc-chan is so unbothered #i like to imagine its bc she's confident whitney has her back #whitney the bully

[deadfish-dol]

@wrongdodo a rogue Kylar and Grogg, Destroyer of Hole (aka Whitney lol)

#degrees of lewdity #kylar the loner #kylar dol #whitney the bully #whitney dol #dead fish doodles #kylar came out less 'halfing' and more 'la creatura' lmao #I imagine they could be a great duo... if Whitney could restrain themself from friendly fire 😔

[juuce]

whitney would be sooo easily stockholm syndromed it's not even funny

he's clearly desperate to be liked, has abandonment issues and an inability to accept his desires, and he has his own exhibitionist streak and some switchy tendencies (his -dominance events that are also +lust or +love...)

i'm just thinking about how when he gets kidnapped for the underground brothel they say he's just the boss's type. how delicious for him~

now here's someone who likes whitney from the get-go. whitney doesn't have to intimidate or force them into it because they'll be the one doing the forcing. they won't ever leave him. in fact, they won't ever let him go.

he just has to be a good boy for them. just get fucked by any client that wants to, and you can sleep in bed with the boss tonight, ok? <3

and he can pretend all he wants that he doesn't like this but don't worry. it's safe here to just let it all out. it's ok if you're a cock-hungry whore, whitney, no one will judge you. don't worry about what your old friends might think, they don't matter. just think about how proud the boss will be, how he'll reward you for putting on a good show on that stage tonight~

alternatively, leighton sometimes visits the brothel, so if he's heard some rumors that a certain bratty ex-student of his is at the underground brothel, well, it's not a stretch for him to pay a visit, is it? and if he makes a deal with the boss to share his extensive collection of pictures & videos for the brothel's website in exchange for said bratty ex-student...

#don't get me wrong i'm diehard Whitney's Property but #it's also so delicious to imagine him getting all mindbroke <3 #dol #degrees of lewdity #whitney the bully #whitney dol #leighton the headteacher #leighton dol

[plulp]

i want to give whitney the pure a small kiss on the head, he deserves it -prarie anon

thank YOU!!!!!! im sure he appreciates it very much

#prairie anon #WAAAH!!! prairie anon!!!!! :) im assuming youre the one who sent the other asks :) thank you for sending another one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #also you all couldnt imagine how wrong it feels to draw whitney like this #if he was just a TINY bit different he would look exactly like one of my ocs. it makes me nervous. #if my oc is listening to this remember youre my number one. i swear #also guys we cant keep doing this if we keep going with this personality swap dol thing im going to have to make a tag and that means #i have to actually call it something #asks #whitney the pure #just so it stays out of the main tags #my art #ill go retag the other ones too #you all should send me more asks for no apparent reason #sorry i havent been making new designs recently im stuck. also busy. also . yknow #so ill do that soon but aaarrghh graaah

[propertyofwhitney67]

Whitney Forcing You To Do His Homework Drabble

M!Whitney x AFAB & AMAB!Reader

TW: public sex (kinda, he fingers you/jacks you off in the library)

Words: 382 & 348

Note: For @nopecho <3

I wanted to do a AMAB version too, it's my 2-3 time writing for an amab reader so yeah...I did my best

AFAB Version

“Here,” Whitney said with a smirk, dropping his homework down on top of what I was working on. “You’re smart, right slut?”

I rolled my eyes and sighed, “Why do you even bother with homework?”

He plopped down in the seat beside me, slinging his arm around the back of my chair. “Just to watch you struggle with so much work.” 

Whitney started to play with my hair as I started on his work, not bothering to finish mine. “Half of these are past due, what’s the point?” I asked while answering the simple math questions.

“To make you suffer.” He smiled and lightly tugged on my hair. “Now hurry up.”

His hands began to wander as he got bored, squeezing and groping as he pleased. “I can’t focus when you do that.” I grumbled as I finished a sheet of homework and started on another,

“Too bad, slut.” He squeezed my breast through my shirt and put his hand down my skirt and on my bare cunt. “I’m sure you can focus like this.” 

I shifted, feeling my body heat up. “That’s not fair.” I whined lowly, trying not to draw attention to us. The library was mostly empty but I didn’t want to risk it.

He lightly pinched my clit and demanded, “Get to working.” I gasped loudly before quickly covering my mouth, trying to keep quiet.

My face was flushed as I grumbled, “You’re cruel…” Despite my words, I felt myself start to get wet. He knows just how to get me worked up. I went back to working as he continued to play with me. Slowly rubbing my clit before slipping a finger inside, then another. I whimpered and bit my lip, trying to keep quiet.

“I want to hear you.” He curled his fingers, finding that perfect spot. I let out a moan, this time louder than my other sounds. He took that as an invitation to keep going, faster than before.

I stopped trying to focus on the homework, letting pleasure take me instead. He didn’t seem to care, instead coating an orgasm from me. I came loudly, not caring if anyone heard anymore.

He continued to finger me through my orgasm before pulling his fingers out and licking them clean, “Get back to work, slut.”

AMAB Version

I did my best (つ╥﹏╥)つ

“Here,” Whitney said with a smirk, dropping his homework down on top of what I was working on. “You’re smart, right slut?”

I rolled my eyes and sighed, “Why do you even bother with homework?”

He plopped down in the seat beside me, slinging his arm around the back of my chair. “Just to watch you struggle with so much work.” 

I started on his work, not bothering to finish mine. “Half of these are past due, what’s the point?” I grumbled while answering the simple math questions.

“To make you suffer.” He smiled and lightly tugged on my hair. “Now hurry up.”

His hands began to wander as he got bored, squeezing and groping as he pleased. “I can’t focus when you do that.” I grumbled as I finished a sheet of homework and started on another,

“Too bad, slut.” He put his hand down my pants and started to stroke my cock. “I’m sure you can focus like this.” 

I shifted, my cock hardening. “That’s not fair.” I whined lowly, trying not to draw attention to us. The library was mostly empty, but I didn’t want to risk it.

He swiped his thumb against the tip of my cock and demanded, “Get to working.” I gasped lowly, trying to keep quiet.

My face was flushed as I grumbled, “You’re cruel…” Despite my words, I only got harder. He knows just how to get me worked up. I went back to working as he continued to play with me, slowly stroking my cock. I whimpered and bit my lip, trying to keep quiet.

“I want to hear you.” He sped up his pace. I let out a moan, this time louder. He took that as an invitation to keep going, faster than before.

I stopped trying to focus on the homework, letting pleasure take me instead. He didn’t seem to care, instead coating an orgasm from me. I came loudly, not caring if anyone heard anymore.

He continued to stroke me through my orgasm before pulling his hand out of my pants, “Get back to work, slut.”

𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

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[hakusins]

very random note but i wanted to share anyways.

this character is a big inspo for my design of whitney hehe ~!

character: yeo taeju from low tide in the twilight

#usually i would give warnings for the manhwa #since its quite dark #but then i remember this is the dol fandom #if you can handle dol you can handle this manhwa hehe #its bl 🙏🙏 #favourite one so far #i just wanted to share/save these #mostly because if i want to look at these i can just look at my blog JHBERFBEJHRF #whitney reference #dol related #dean rambles #i say he's probably the best reference for whitney #like quite literally the whole time im romancing whitney im imagining this dude HBERFJJBHERF #<- actually down bad

[savepc2023]

You're just sleeping peacefully in bed when Robin slams open your door(gently actually, it's just funnier to say slams it open) and goes

"ay have a botta o' watta mate? I'm feeling bloody thirsty right now🥹"

#idk how to type british accent🩷 #but😭😭😭 #NO HATE TO YALL BRITISH PPL UH. I LOVE LONDON YES I LOVE LONDON #its just. #can you imagine whitney with a British accent? jeez #🖤journal #degrees of lewdity #dol #robin the orphan #degrees of lewdity robin #dol robin #robin dol

[propertyofkylar]

WWAWAITWWAIT IMAGINE CONFESSING TO KYLAR FIRST?!?!?!?!?!?

omggggg if you do that. they might actually pass OUT

at the very least they will get woozy and need to sit down. you…like them?? romantically??? you wanna be with them??????

kylar is crying. and kissing you a LOT and telling you how much they love you.

they’re gonna ride this high for WEEEEEKS. be prepared to be introduced as their partner forever. it doesn’t matter if you just told them you liked them. kylar takes that as basically a marriage proposal because…well why else you would tell them you have feelings for them??

#dol #nica's headcanons #this would be sooo cute. we should be able to confess first in game #imagine telling whitney you like them romantically. they’ll just hit you

[dollya-robinprotector]

Hello !

What are your thoughts on a Houseki No Kuni au of the DOL characters ? Whitney and Sydney would likely be diamonds . However, it would be funny to imagine Whitney as something below 5 hardness ..

Just some musings

oooooohhh you are asking the right person because I freaking love HnK lol. I never thought about it but surely Whit as something below 5 is truly hilarious

I personally think Sydney as something similar to Rutile is funny too, they're hard and can fight, but prefer to stick with paperwork and fix other gems when they're broken. When they have to fight thou, ho boi, they're scarier than Moonies or even Sensei.

Kylar can be none other than obsidian to me, they're obsessed with making blades and so eager to fight. They break pretty often thou and prefer to fix themselves if they can help it cuz they hate both Syd and Robin lol. They wanted to be PC' partner, if they couldn't they would act alone. Their ahoge is often missed when everyone collects their shards, so they always come back to that location later and find it by themselves.

And Robin, even though they're pretty hard they're clumsy and often break their partner while fighting too, so they step back and prefer to be a somewhat collector/nurse. They help out around the school and try not to be a burden, and nobody thinks they are a burden. But deep inside they always feel somewhat guilty because harder gem like they should be out fighting, not their partner PC.

PC as Rhodochrosite is my personal fav. In my language, Rhodochrosite is often called "Pink Flowers Stone", and it easily fades its color. But they're eager to fight too, and because they're so soft they often break pretty bad so their partner Robin have to fix them. "Gems with low hardness like me have nothing but courage." and then they're captured by Moonies and leave their partner Robin, heart-broken and shattered by themselves LOL.

Whitney is still a meanie, a standoff fish, foul-mouthed, maybe like Bortz, so they prefer to act alone and don't want any partner. They hate hibernation too. They think every other gem is weak and soft and not worth fighting alongside them, but really I think maybe they had captived partners before so they don't wanna lose anyone dear to them anymore. I think would be fun if they secretly enjoyed the moon pups and tried to sneak one away to keep as a pet. Think about it.

#degrees of lewdity #dol #hoseki no kuni #dol pc #robin the orphan #whitney the bully #sydney the faithful #kylar the loner #dollya art #dollya ask #fun fact: I learnt how to draw shoes by this manga