hii could i req an soft dom arlecchino x sub/fem reader?? something w a really needy whiny reader n maybe like a mommy kink or thigh riding IDK tysm for ur time !
{☆} characters arlecchino
{☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader
{☆} warnings 18+ content
"Slowly, doll. We're not in a rush." Arlecchino reprimands lightly, squeezing your hips with just enough force to keep you unmoving on her thigh– she was still being gentle, but the subtle warning in her tone spoke to how easily she could push you against the desk and turn you into such a mess that you couldn't even remember your own name..just that you were hers.
But the barest hint of stimulation from her slacks pressed against your throbbing cunt had you twitching, barely able to form words. All you could think about was the scorching, twisting need building in your stomach, desperation for relief slowly climbing until you'd think she was doing this on purpose to drive you mad.
"Please– 'm a good girl, right? I've been good.." You choked out, only to be met with the rough, husky laugh echoing in your ear that made you feel dizzy with a rush of need, her nails gliding along the skin of your hips as she pressed you down even more firmly– you couldn't see her face but it was easy to imagine the crooked smile twisting her lips at the way you inhaled sharply and tried to buck against her thigh.
"Shh. I know, doll. I've got you, just relax." She murmured in that sickly sweet tone that always had your knees buckling, the raspiness of her voice sending shivers down your spine. It was almost impossible to relax with her so close, the notes of metal lingering on her skin despite how well she presents herself– but you trusted her, despite how you know you shouldn't.
"There we go. Good girl." Arlecchino's grip on your hips loosened just enough for you to move if you so wished, and oh did it take every ounce of restraint to not do just that..she hadn't said you were allowed to, and you weren't about to spoil her good mood by being a brat. Not tonight, anyway. "Do you want to cum, doll?"
The fervent nod you offer in place of words draws a laugh from her lips, one that is almost mocking, making your face flush in embarrassment– but the sudden tap against your hip makes your mind go blank to the point you forget it all together, focused only on the feeling of her thigh rubbing against your cunt as you bucked against her thigh, the fabric slick and wet against your inner thighs. You'd have half the heart to be embarrassed about that, too, if not for the sudden brush of her thumb against your aching, neglected clit. Just that small touch has you speeding up your movements, practically drooling as you whimpered like a dog in heat.
"That's more like it, doll. Such a pretty girl." Arlecchino hummed, her other hand trailing up your stomach, between the valley of your breasts and ghosting across your throat before settling on grabbing your jaw in a firm, yet almost tender touch as she tilted your head to the side just enough for her to pull you into a burning kiss. It left you lightheaded, grinding down against her thigh as she claimed your mouth as her own, her thumb still ghosting over your clit sporadically.
She'd spent so long teasing you, constantly touching you but never where you needed her, that you already felt like you were going to snap like a wire. She must've been in a really good mood, then, when she pulled away from the kiss with an almost predatory lick of her lips, yet she settled on pressing kisses to your skin rather then the usual sharp bite of her teeth as they sunk into the curve of your shoulder.
"Are you close? Go on. I want to see your face when you cum– you look the prettiest when you finally break apart, doll." Arlecchino mused idly– as if she wasn't talking to you while you continued to rub your aching cunt against her thigh, chasing your own release through shaky, strained breaths. Her thumb swiped over your lips, brushing strands of hair stuck to your skin from your face– at the same time as she swiped her thumb more firmly against your clit, creating a vicious contrast that had you both melting at the barest hint of almost softness from her and the touch of her hand between your legs, dragging you into an orgasm that leaves you trembling and, had she not shoved her fingers into your mouth, screaming, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes.
"All done, little doll. Take it easy." She murmured, voice so quiet you almost didn't hear it, thumb swiping across your cheek to wipe away the stray tear, her hands pulling away to settle on your sides. "You did well– good girl. Let me take it from here."
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I don't even think ATLUS realizes that the Female Protagonist is popular and if they do they don't know WHY
You get to have social links with the male party members and Ryoji (Junpei's social link is one of the best), you get to choose your Velvet Room attendant, you get to save Shinjiro, you get two fan favorite characters, Saori and Rio, Yukari misgenders femc and Fuuka misgenders Theo, every female party member and Elizabeth have a bisexual awakening because of femc
And then in FES the Answer gives us AMAZING character development for Yukari Aigis and Mitsuru plus it introduces an underrated character that Atlus has ignored ever since in Metis
So why not have both. Baffling.
Yeah it is kinda like crazy that they could literally make everyone happy by just combining portable and fes into this upcoming remake and add the new stuff they want to add but ig that's just not what they wanted to do 😫
Reading that article and the ign one it seems that they're really bent on remaking the persona 3 experience as opposed to like idk make a definitive edition to the game (which is what most p3 fans want). There's not really much we can say there because I suppose from like an "artistic" point of view so to speak they chose to bring the original p3 experience (well fes' journey) to newer audiences. As I said before there's absolutely nothing wrong with that HOWEVER I do think that adding the extra content from fes and portable would have served that goal way better than just... remaking p3. As you said both the answer and portable add much more dimension to the story and characters of p3 so by essentially ignoring that not only are you doing the game a disservice (im like 90% sure portable is canon and 100% sure the answer is canon) but it's also gonna confuse new fans when we start talking about Metis or Erebus or idk what actually happened in the final battle of p3.
Unless of course Atlus is planning on retconning the answer and portable. Which... wouldn't be great. But hey at this point I am curious as to see what they're gonna do but I'll say it rn none of the remake stuff will be canon in my eyes.
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crying because i call myself my dog's mom but i'm probably more like a sister to him and the way i love people is always spilling out over my hands in milk so yes i got told a lot you try too hard as a kid and i didn't know what that meant i just try to shove everything i care about under my wing and hold it there so every feather acts as an umbrella and if you're normal that's okay they'll say you're kind but if you're not normal it is a problem and someone who says they're an empath watched me fall down on the train and refused to give me the hand up
and yeah maybe i'm kind of bitter because every time i try to open up i only get to the bones of the thing before someone else takes up the whole room with meat and gristle and sparknotes of their own life painted in a pelt across my palms and just as i'm tryna clean up one mess another seems to pop up and it's really difficult to explain to your therapist that the problem is that you are too aware of the problem and that you keep fucking up and it's really difficult to explain to your partner i have no faith in the concept of love and life is a lot of sliding down these days, turn my body ice and moth, and that's okay! i am broken upside down like an egg and i am going to love you like an explosion and a star and a fucking galaxy! i'm gonna be too much
because god forbid you feel like me! god forbid you know what it's like! holy shit, god forbid. i'm gonna love you because i didn't get love. i'm gonna love you because otherwise the world is too cruel. i only live in the dark. maybe i'm a martyr. i think it's more like - i need to be right about this, about hope and trying and community. i'm going to be right about this, even if i need to set myself on fire to procure the warmth. come take it then, come latch on. i need you to be okay so someone is okay. so there's a reason i was born. i need it to work. i need to be shelter. a lighthouse. endlessly giving more.
i need to be. holy shit, god forbid. i can't live in a world that's only storm.
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enhypen hard thoughts ! [hyung line]
viv's note 💌: 🫡
warnings: just a collection of hard thoughts, afab!reader x enha hyung line (separate), degradation+praising, vibrators, different kinks and stuff too,, smut. MDNI. btw this isn't how I view them, i love them all sm !! this is just the delusions kicking in, please keep that in mind.
lee heeseung ♡
• heeseung is someone who's so desperate to fuck you, even if he's done it a million times — he can't get enough of you. he touches you so impatiently, his long, pretty hands roughly roaming your body as he messily kisses you, mumbling "mine" over and over, as he slides his tip into you. "you're all mine, got it? — all fucking mine"
• passenger princess you who intentionally wore a skirt without panties 🤝 driving heeseung who fingers you and rubs your clit every chance he gets
• "be my good girl, cum on my cock. that's my good girl, cum on it. fucking cum for me baby." as you have the vibrator heeseung pressed on your clit and him forcing himself deeper inside you
park jongseong ♡
• jay who takes you to the movies, but sits all the way in the dark back corner — he unbuttons your jean shorts, sliding up a remote controlled vibrator, "be quiet, or else they'll all hear you being daddy's little slut"
• "so cute, too big for you, pretty?" jay says, then proceeds to fuck you harder, making sure to shove that all of it in there with each thrust.
• jay who gets turned on by how innocent you look sometimes. jay who's already inside you before you even wake up, whispering sweet nothings and things like "s-sorry baby, looked too good-- ju-st couldn't help myself" as he thrusts deeper inside you without giving you a chance to adjust to being stretched out around him
sim jaeyun ♡
• jake's the type to fuck you to his own songs (i should elaborate but brain not braining)
• jake who absolutely loves dry humping. it turns him on so much — the feeling of you rubbing yourself against him, the fabric being the only thing between you two. him letting you grind on his lap, jake's veiny, long hands guiding your hips up and down, mimicking you riding him. he just loves the tension, that desperate look on your face as you try to feel just a little bit more of friction.
• perverted jake who jerks off you when your sleeping, but when you wake up to his terrible attempts at keeping quiet, he's a complete desperate mess for you to do something.
park sunghoon ♡
• sunghoon who forces your legs open, tying your hands — "my pretty present",, sunghoon who slaps his cock on your inner thigh, making you squirm. "i-it's too big" you'd breath out, but it's useless really. sunghoon's response to your concern is "ssh, will make it fit. be a good girl"
• sunghoon would fuck you hard in front of a mirror, just so you could see how good he's pounding into you. he pulls your hair back, telling you to keep his eyes open as you watch him fill you up to the brim.
• cockwarming sunghoon when he's just tryna play league of legends with his friends, you being too desperate and needy for him to ignore -- you're completely soaked as you try your best not to move, to not ruin his gameplay. anytime you do move, sunghoon slaps your thigh or, depending on his mood, kisses your neck faintly, calling you a dumb whore lowly in your ear (or a "don't move angel", again depending on his mood). everytime he gets too frustrated from the game, he fucks you deep, taunting you as he says "shut up or they'll hear how pathetic you are on my cock".
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The base of her skull feels like it’s on fire, the blood matted in her hair and cool on the back of her neck, and she’s liable to throw up the way Ghost’s shoulders jostle her with each step. At one point, she does throw up down the side of his arm, and she mutters an apology as he grunts in return.
“Why didn’ you fuckin’ call me?” he demands, hefting her up higher but she doesn’t weigh beyond much he hasn’t trained himself to carry. “Are you tryna get yourself killed out here?”
“Had it under control,” she retorts weakly, whimpering when he shifts his shoulder into her painfully broken ribs. “Swear I did.”
“'Had it under control,' my arse,” he growls. “Gettin’ curb stomped by a guy twice your size is under control?”
“Don’t bully me,” she whines pitifully. “I’m hurting.”
“I’ll bully you if I fuckin’ feel like it,” he lashes back and gripes to himself, “Makin’ me come to fuckin’ get you ‘cause you couldn’t save ‘ur own arse.”
She lays her head on his arm and sniffs hard. “You weren’t going to leave me, were you?”
He turns his head, looks into her eyes with nothing short of angered devotion and snaps, “Fuckin’ course not. I like you alive more than I would you dead.”
“My hero,” she coos and smiles at him as he scowls back and turns his head forward.
“Don’t get used to it, you little shite.”
“M’kay, I won’t, big shite,” she replies and smiles softly when his hand squeezes her forearm.
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