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bakerstreet2016-08-15 07:55 pm
kinking) wrote in bakerstreet2016-08-15 07:55 pm
[Prefer to be the submissive.]
[How about a kind silver haired blue eyed priest? Abel is a sweet top. Pick whatever you want. I enjoy cum inflation and fill the sub up with multiple rounds~.]
( SCIENTIFIC; MATES FOR LIFE )
Edited 2016-08-16 04:33 (UTC)
( Primarily interested in: 2, 5, 6, 7, 10, 18 (with Peter as the humiliated party), 23, 24, 25, 26, and 30.
No 19, 21, 29, 31, or 32.
Open to everything else. )
No 19, 21, 29, 31, or 32.
Open to everything else. )
Edited 2016-08-16 02:13 (UTC)
[She's the one getting knocked up; we can AU her as always being human somehow, or as magically being turned into one, OR keep her as a gem and simply lock her into a shape that grants her the stuff she'd need to get knocked up.
My favorites are 3, 4, 6, 7, 22, 23, 26, 27, and 31. I would give up a LIMB to do something with 22, though.]
My favorites are 3, 4, 6, 7, 22, 23, 26, 27, and 31. I would give up a LIMB to do something with 22, though.]
(Combination of 4 and 22 sound alright? Amelia could use magic to give herself the proper tools needed to get Lapis knocked up.)
( Primarily interested in: 2, 3, 5, 6, 7, and 16.
No 19, 29, 31, or 32.
Open to everything else. )
No 19, 29, 31, or 32.
Open to everything else. )
Edited 2016-08-16 02:06 (UTC)
[This meme was made for her. Genie's human shape comes in two flavors: either completely human, with both penis and vagina, OR human-shaped but more wasplike in biology, with an ovipositor. She can give or receive live young, OR deposit eggs inside somebody.
My FAVORITES are 3, 4, 6, 7, 22, 23, 26, 27, and 31.]
My FAVORITES are 3, 4, 6, 7, 22, 23, 26, 27, and 31.]
((I apologize for our previous threads falling thru. And if you want me to stop bugging you, I'll do so.
But if you wanna give these two one more go, then I was thinking of futa!Genie knocking Natsumi up via combo of 3, 7, and 26. Maybe 27 for accelerated pregnancy or 30 for a time-skip down the line? Up to you, really))
But if you wanna give these two one more go, then I was thinking of futa!Genie knocking Natsumi up via combo of 3, 7, and 26. Maybe 27 for accelerated pregnancy or 30 for a time-skip down the line? Up to you, really))
[OOC: Most interested in 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 12, 14, 15, 18, 19, 21, 22, 23, 26, 29 and 30.]
[Hey, how would you feel about some age difference? I can age up Beat a bit, but cute blonde babies would be fun.]
[OOC: Any interest in a 4/6/23 sort of combo with a relatively ordinary guy?]
[ It's a big commitment to make, to be mated to Wanda for life -- but this is what he wants, what he's always wanted the moment he'd set eyes on the Scarlet Witch, beautiful and powerful and everything Johnny's ever wanted and desired in a woman. See, he was never quite the kind of person to settle down; they all just never seemed right for him until her, until she took him in her arms and all he had craved for is her ever since.
The heat of her kisses, the warmth of her body, the way she seduces him and he does the same in turn, sinking into her arms. She's all that he needs, all that he wants, and tonight, as he wakes in the middle of the night and lightly traces the back of his knuckles over her cheek, taking in her sleeping face, he knows that he hasn't made a mistake.
Their baby grows inside of her -- four months now, that gentle swell of belly making him protective, fierce; and he remembers how they made her (it's a her, right?), how they made love for hours and hours, and he fucked her, bred her the way she demanded for him to. And now she's his (and he's hers), their bond created for life. He leans forward to kiss her mouth softly, his heart filled with love and warmth for Wanda, his hand coming to cup the back of her head. There's everything primitive and magical about knowing that she's the mother of his baby, how their child would come into the world with the best of both of them. Reed had mentioned that the girl wouldn't be normal, that chances are she would be gifted with some iteration of their powers, and he's both happy and nervous for it. ]
I love you. [ He whispers against her mouth, hopes she hears it in her dreams. ]
The heat of her kisses, the warmth of her body, the way she seduces him and he does the same in turn, sinking into her arms. She's all that he needs, all that he wants, and tonight, as he wakes in the middle of the night and lightly traces the back of his knuckles over her cheek, taking in her sleeping face, he knows that he hasn't made a mistake.
Their baby grows inside of her -- four months now, that gentle swell of belly making him protective, fierce; and he remembers how they made her (it's a her, right?), how they made love for hours and hours, and he fucked her, bred her the way she demanded for him to. And now she's his (and he's hers), their bond created for life. He leans forward to kiss her mouth softly, his heart filled with love and warmth for Wanda, his hand coming to cup the back of her head. There's everything primitive and magical about knowing that she's the mother of his baby, how their child would come into the world with the best of both of them. Reed had mentioned that the girl wouldn't be normal, that chances are she would be gifted with some iteration of their powers, and he's both happy and nervous for it. ]
I love you. [ He whispers against her mouth, hopes she hears it in her dreams. ]
[Prefer to be the submissive. Open to any of the options.]
[The one being bred in either Jotun, Asgardian or female form.]
[ooc: I couldn't resist. 30 and 32 work for you?]
Edited 2016-08-16 14:21 (UTC)
[Are there any in particular you're interested in doing?]
Your path is clear, princess. This potion is the greatest mercy I can provide.... then again.
[He leaned in closer, for intimidations sake more than for any practical reason, and debated whether he should reach out and stroke her hair between his fingers or not... and ultimately decided against it. It was a needless gesture.]
I wouldn’t dare dissuade her majesty from an inspiring bout of noble suffering~...
[He recalled the days of servitude under her father, and the many deeds he had done for the kingdom. How he had watched his own master wither away as a servant, when he held the power to rule ANY kingdom mere mortals had built. He hadn't understood- none of them did. Zato had worked hard to earn his powers, every spell and potion he knew was the result of studies, dedication and sacrifices. What would pampered nobility ever know about hard work and deserving power, when they were handed everything at birth?
He wasn't like them. He was smarter, and braver than the master who had let fear and superstition keep him from attaining true power. What use was his eyesight with power such as this?]
But as your husband I really can’t recommend it. A dry woman is hardly a pleasurable women.
[This power which had let him seize the throne, and which he soon would use to crush the peasant sheep planning their little rebellion solely because they feared a world without their shepherd. Give them a year and they'd call him Your Majesty, and the Hazelrink family would be nothing but a long forgotten memory.
Yes... in every conceivable way... he had finally won.]
[He leaned in closer, for intimidations sake more than for any practical reason, and debated whether he should reach out and stroke her hair between his fingers or not... and ultimately decided against it. It was a needless gesture.]
I wouldn’t dare dissuade her majesty from an inspiring bout of noble suffering~...
[He recalled the days of servitude under her father, and the many deeds he had done for the kingdom. How he had watched his own master wither away as a servant, when he held the power to rule ANY kingdom mere mortals had built. He hadn't understood- none of them did. Zato had worked hard to earn his powers, every spell and potion he knew was the result of studies, dedication and sacrifices. What would pampered nobility ever know about hard work and deserving power, when they were handed everything at birth?
He wasn't like them. He was smarter, and braver than the master who had let fear and superstition keep him from attaining true power. What use was his eyesight with power such as this?]
But as your husband I really can’t recommend it. A dry woman is hardly a pleasurable women.
[This power which had let him seize the throne, and which he soon would use to crush the peasant sheep planning their little rebellion solely because they feared a world without their shepherd. Give them a year and they'd call him Your Majesty, and the Hazelrink family would be nothing but a long forgotten memory.
Yes... in every conceivable way... he had finally won.]
[the one getting knocked up for this. Can be human au.
Prefs 2 3 8 13 20 24 26 30.]
Prefs 2 3 8 13 20 24 26 30.]
Would her majesty like a bath~?
[Her new husbands voice came with that familiar lilt that usually preceded his scandalous invitations, proof positive that despite the passing years and all the chaos in their wake, his fundamental nature was still the same... a massive horndog.]
It's been a long day, and you deserve rest and proper pampering. I could have a warm bath going in just a few minutes...
[So much had happened, since that first fateful encounter when she had decided to indulge the cute young man's desire for her. What was supposed to be a one-time occurrence, a mere lapse in judgment, soon turned into a monthly event that just grew more and more frequent still. And every time it happened it got clearer to both parties that this wasn't just about awesome sex anymore... there were emotions involved.
The path to surrendering to said emotions was a long and twisted one, as it so often is with relationships that comes with history and great differences and, you know, the chains of leadership. But in the end the symbolic value surrounding a union of human and monster, the low-key encouragement of her child (the tyke was a shipper unlike any he'd ever met) and plain old-fashioned love had won out. Aided by science when Dr Alphys figured out how humans and monsters would be able to breed in the first place!]
All for you... and them.
[One hand went to her stomach, already pretty large and swollen. Partially from a desire to touch his wife, partially out of the first-time fathers subconscious desire to check and see if the baby was still okay and kicking. Even one as laid-back as Layle could have their neuroses...]
[Her new husbands voice came with that familiar lilt that usually preceded his scandalous invitations, proof positive that despite the passing years and all the chaos in their wake, his fundamental nature was still the same... a massive horndog.]
It's been a long day, and you deserve rest and proper pampering. I could have a warm bath going in just a few minutes...
[So much had happened, since that first fateful encounter when she had decided to indulge the cute young man's desire for her. What was supposed to be a one-time occurrence, a mere lapse in judgment, soon turned into a monthly event that just grew more and more frequent still. And every time it happened it got clearer to both parties that this wasn't just about awesome sex anymore... there were emotions involved.
The path to surrendering to said emotions was a long and twisted one, as it so often is with relationships that comes with history and great differences and, you know, the chains of leadership. But in the end the symbolic value surrounding a union of human and monster, the low-key encouragement of her child (the tyke was a shipper unlike any he'd ever met) and plain old-fashioned love had won out. Aided by science when Dr Alphys figured out how humans and monsters would be able to breed in the first place!]
All for you... and them.
[One hand went to her stomach, already pretty large and swollen. Partially from a desire to touch his wife, partially out of the first-time fathers subconscious desire to check and see if the baby was still okay and kicking. Even one as laid-back as Layle could have their neuroses...]
[open to AU/Crossover. And to be fair, she is one of the last of her species. ^_~]
[Interested in a genetically modified supersoldier? I could always AU him as an alien or metahuman, depending on the scenario.]
[Getting knocked up. Prefs are 2, 4, 5, 7, but open to all prompts with some discussion.]
[ooc: Vincent is m/m only (the one getting impregnated), Ergo is open to all (doing the impregnation). Scenarios depends on which character you want to play with. Either as they are, or with animal characteristics likes ears and tails (in that case Vince is a deer and Ergo a dragon). Can be in a controlled setting with scientists and stuff or just out in the woods. CR before smut, kinks are in the journal, PM me with any questions or to discuss.]
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