@rurakan.bsky.social
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝓓eath 𝒕witches 𝒎y 𝒆ar﹔
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ “ 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞‚ ” he says . . .
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐼’𝑚 𝑪͟𝑶𝑴𝑰͟𝑵͟𝑮.
─ 𝐑𝐏 / 𝐃𝐌𝐌𝐃 / 𝟏𝟖+
⸙ㅤ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃: tba.
The insolent words only make Mink tighten his hold on him possessively, brows furrowing beneath the pink headband. He lifts his other hand with deliberate certainty, bringing the half-smoked pipe to his lips, the last few embers of burning tobacco flaring red between them before fading once more.
"I.... always get what I want. And, I got exactly what I have been expecting from a killer man like you ♡"
October 25, 2025 at 6:57 PM
The insolent words only make Mink tighten his hold on him possessively, brows furrowing beneath the pink headband. He lifts his other hand with deliberate certainty, bringing the half-smoked pipe to his lips, the last few embers of burning tobacco flaring red between them before fading once more.
( He's not even going to bother entertaining that one. )
You always look angry. Do you get blue balled by women constantly or what?
- He's actually projecting his own.. unfortunate sexual experiences onto him. -
- He's actually projecting his own.. unfortunate sexual experiences onto him. -
That wasn't trying.
October 25, 2025 at 5:50 AM
( He's not even going to bother entertaining that one. )
That wasn't trying.
.... you tried hard enough I guess.
( More silence. Mink tosses his eyebrows up a little flick. )
October 25, 2025 at 4:51 AM
That wasn't trying.
( More silence. Mink tosses his eyebrows up a little flick. )
You should smile, you'll probably attract more people that way.
"..."
October 25, 2025 at 4:26 AM
( More silence. Mink tosses his eyebrows up a little flick. )
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Everything you did, everything you sacrificed — it was worth it. For this.
October 18, 2025 at 8:06 PM
Everything you did, everything you sacrificed — it was worth it. For this.
Mink's expression doesn't change beyond a brief flicker of his lower eyelids, a subtle hint of displeasure at being so brazenly touched; but it is not until the man dares to take it a step further that he finally reacts, the tension snapping like too-taut fishing line.
"Relieving isn't it? Big guy. Heheh~" His own voice matching a siren in an attempt to seduce their prey. Sly gets on his tip toes and indulges. Gnawing up at Mink's neck. Leaving a bite mark. He's just being the teasing sleazy bastard that he is and trying to rile this guy up.
October 20, 2025 at 10:55 AM
Mink's expression doesn't change beyond a brief flicker of his lower eyelids, a subtle hint of displeasure at being so brazenly touched; but it is not until the man dares to take it a step further that he finally reacts, the tension snapping like too-taut fishing line.
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He's in the middle of taking another drag when he hears a sound somewhere off to his side. It's a familiar voice—dark and mischievous, its sound almost dangerous—as it interrupts his idling mind. >
Grinning like a Cheshire Cat Sly leans in close to look him up and down. An arm reaching to take a feel at Mink's sleeveless arm. Purring with intent and want.
"God, I would love for you to fuck me up like a rag doll."
"God, I would love for you to fuck me up like a rag doll."
October 18, 2025 at 8:49 AM
He's in the middle of taking another drag when he hears a sound somewhere off to his side. It's a familiar voice—dark and mischievous, its sound almost dangerous—as it interrupts his idling mind. >
@slyaoba.bsky.social
Out here, the night is still—peaceful, even—unlike Scratch's home base, with arguments and too many bodies crammed into one space. The brick wall is satisfyingly cold even through his coat as he leans back with a sigh, unfurling smoke that billows thick from between his lips.
Out here, the night is still—peaceful, even—unlike Scratch's home base, with arguments and too many bodies crammed into one space. The brick wall is satisfyingly cold even through his coat as he leans back with a sigh, unfurling smoke that billows thick from between his lips.
October 18, 2025 at 3:43 AM
@slyaoba.bsky.social
Out here, the night is still—peaceful, even—unlike Scratch's home base, with arguments and too many bodies crammed into one space. The brick wall is satisfyingly cold even through his coat as he leans back with a sigh, unfurling smoke that billows thick from between his lips.
Out here, the night is still—peaceful, even—unlike Scratch's home base, with arguments and too many bodies crammed into one space. The brick wall is satisfyingly cold even through his coat as he leans back with a sigh, unfurling smoke that billows thick from between his lips.
//...that can be arranged
October 17, 2025 at 11:06 PM
//...that can be arranged
Mink holds off on the next punch, freezing at the words. There's a stain of blood on the first two knuckles on his left hand from where he'd punched the man in the teeth only seconds ago.
"You're a freak,” he speaks after a moment, his voice hardly reflecting the expression distorting his face.
"You're a freak,” he speaks after a moment, his voice hardly reflecting the expression distorting his face.
Grits teeth, tasting the iron. Licks some of the blood at the corner of his lip.
"That felt good, do it again."
"That felt good, do it again."
September 28, 2024 at 7:28 AM
Mink holds off on the next punch, freezing at the words. There's a stain of blood on the first two knuckles on his left hand from where he'd punched the man in the teeth only seconds ago.
"You're a freak,” he speaks after a moment, his voice hardly reflecting the expression distorting his face.
"You're a freak,” he speaks after a moment, his voice hardly reflecting the expression distorting his face.
Stubborn.
Never!
Then have fun tiring yourself out.
September 20, 2024 at 6:23 AM
Stubborn.
Then have fun tiring yourself out.
Until you finally give in.
How much longer will you continue to beg?
September 20, 2024 at 3:47 AM
Then have fun tiring yourself out.
How much longer will you continue to beg?
September 19, 2024 at 8:55 PM
How much longer will you continue to beg?
( A pause, and Mink blinks. A bewildered squint briefly narrows his eyes. )
No.
No.
September 12, 2024 at 2:21 PM
( A pause, and Mink blinks. A bewildered squint briefly narrows his eyes. )
No.
No.
// Hey guys! I just wanted to apologize to those I owe replies or stuff to. Life has been hectic these past few months (nothing bad, don't worry!) and it's hard to even find time for myself. I don't know when but I *will* be back at some point!
June 7, 2024 at 1:47 AM
// Hey guys! I just wanted to apologize to those I owe replies or stuff to. Life has been hectic these past few months (nothing bad, don't worry!) and it's hard to even find time for myself. I don't know when but I *will* be back at some point!
// Been a little busier than usual but I'll be getting to replies as soon as I have a moment!
March 26, 2024 at 9:03 AM
// Been a little busier than usual but I'll be getting to replies as soon as I have a moment!
( He licks his lower lip into his mouth and eases into a sigh, reveling in the delicious pleasure he pulls from the man, every bit as hungry for this as Mink himself feels. Soon, a second finger joins as he rubs at his cock, scissoring him apart with practiced ease. )
⤵
⤵
( one arm draping around the larger man's neck as he felt his hole becoming penetrated. It earned a small grunt from the blue haired individual. His body was trying to adjust. Eyes half-lidded and cheeks beet red. He was in heat. His erection throbbed from Mink's grasp. )
Mmn.. ahah~ shit. Aah. +
Mmn.. ahah~ shit. Aah. +
( Mink rubs at the entrance before pushing one digit into him, just a hint of the fingering he will get should he choose to be uncooperative. He feels so soft to him, so hot, and Mink relishes how easy it is to get lost in the act and simply explore, touch, tease. ⤵
March 20, 2024 at 7:56 PM
( He licks his lower lip into his mouth and eases into a sigh, reveling in the delicious pleasure he pulls from the man, every bit as hungry for this as Mink himself feels. Soon, a second finger joins as he rubs at his cock, scissoring him apart with practiced ease. )
⤵
⤵
( The man doesn't dignify her with an answer, a bare raising of his brow to deflect the jab at his own age. In retaliation he gives one of her nipples a pinch, rolls it between his fingers. )
You'll thank me later. ⤵
You'll thank me later. ⤵
March 20, 2024 at 7:04 PM
( The man doesn't dignify her with an answer, a bare raising of his brow to deflect the jab at his own age. In retaliation he gives one of her nipples a pinch, rolls it between his fingers. )
You'll thank me later. ⤵
You'll thank me later. ⤵
( Mink rubs at the entrance before pushing one digit into him, just a hint of the fingering he will get should he choose to be uncooperative. He feels so soft to him, so hot, and Mink relishes how easy it is to get lost in the act and simply explore, touch, tease. ⤵
( The sting of pain felt like absolute pleasure as he yelped out a fairly loud moan due to the tighter grip Mink has on his nerve sensitive hair. Being hoisted up with his back against the wall, pants pulled down exposing his bare lower half right in front of the man he lusts for. Gazing at him +
( The hunger this man has for this—genuine and delighted and depraved—Mink finds nearly undoes him. His fingers grip tighter on the blue strands and his other hand joins, pushing his upper body to turn around, quickly switching their positions. Once his back hits the wall, Mink snares him by the ⤵
March 18, 2024 at 8:59 PM
( Mink rubs at the entrance before pushing one digit into him, just a hint of the fingering he will get should he choose to be uncooperative. He feels so soft to him, so hot, and Mink relishes how easy it is to get lost in the act and simply explore, touch, tease. ⤵
( The man snorts, amusement curling his voice. He scoots up against the length of the girl's body and keeps his hand wedged between her legs, working at her persistently. Fluid seeps out around Mink's fingers, and he slips two directly into her, matching the rhythm to stroke inside her. )
March 18, 2024 at 8:14 PM
( The man snorts, amusement curling his voice. He scoots up against the length of the girl's body and keeps his hand wedged between her legs, working at her persistently. Fluid seeps out around Mink's fingers, and he slips two directly into her, matching the rhythm to stroke inside her. )
( The hunger this man has for this—genuine and delighted and depraved—Mink finds nearly undoes him. His fingers grip tighter on the blue strands and his other hand joins, pushing his upper body to turn around, quickly switching their positions. Once his back hits the wall, Mink snares him by the ⤵
Haah~ mmh. Ahah ♡
( He was definitely enjoying this. Letting a larger man do whatever he wanted to his body, is what he himself wants at this moment. The lust deep in the air. Tingly sensation from his neck being licked up. His dainty hand feeling Mink's growing erection. One can guess how +
( He was definitely enjoying this. Letting a larger man do whatever he wanted to his body, is what he himself wants at this moment. The lust deep in the air. Tingly sensation from his neck being licked up. His dainty hand feeling Mink's growing erection. One can guess how +
( Mink can't stop the guttural sound erupting from his throat as he's groped through his pants, a hand between his legs to squeeze his growing erection just this side of painful. He echoes the motion, sliding his tongue along the man's neck while shifting a hand below their waists to rub at his ⤵
March 17, 2024 at 8:35 PM
( The hunger this man has for this—genuine and delighted and depraved—Mink finds nearly undoes him. His fingers grip tighter on the blue strands and his other hand joins, pushing his upper body to turn around, quickly switching their positions. Once his back hits the wall, Mink snares him by the ⤵
( Mink hums, enough that it's almost a growl, and rocks his hips up against her as he rubs at her clit with as much of his fingers as he can manage. He should've grabbed a bottle of lube before doing this, maybe, but the girl seems to be doing all right. ⤵
March 17, 2024 at 8:09 PM
( Mink hums, enough that it's almost a growl, and rocks his hips up against her as he rubs at her clit with as much of his fingers as he can manage. He should've grabbed a bottle of lube before doing this, maybe, but the girl seems to be doing all right. ⤵
( Mink looks smug even as he obliges, setting his lips to the girl's shoulder not yet tended to, then drags his tongue up wherever he can touch; her ear, her neck, the rock of her pulse. His hand slides from her back to her front—lightly skimming along each rib in its wake—and settles on the ⤵
March 16, 2024 at 6:23 PM
( Mink looks smug even as he obliges, setting his lips to the girl's shoulder not yet tended to, then drags his tongue up wherever he can touch; her ear, her neck, the rock of her pulse. His hand slides from her back to her front—lightly skimming along each rib in its wake—and settles on the ⤵