The Definition Of Bisexual Panic.

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DATEING TARA YUMMYY

Tara yummy x fem reader 🎀

Warning: nothing

### 1. **Constant Adventures**

Tara loves trying new things, so she would always keep your relationship fun and spontaneous. Whether it’s traveling to a new city, trying a wild new food trend, or going on a late-night road trip, she’d make sure there’s never a dull moment.

### 2. **Goofy and Playful Energy**

Tara’s sense of humor is contagious! She’s always cracking jokes, making funny faces, and coming up with silly challenges for the two of you to do. You two would constantly be laughing together, and even the most boring tasks turn into fun adventures with her around.

### 3. **Supportive and Encouraging**

She would be your biggest cheerleader. Tara is passionate and driven, and she’d make sure you feel supported in whatever you’re doing too. Whether it's hyping you up for a job interview or helping you reach a personal goal, she’s always in your corner.

### 4. **Lots of Candid Photos**

Being with Tara means being her favorite photography subject. She’d take the cutest candid photos of you—whether you’re doing something as simple as eating or just laughing at something she said. And of course, she’d post cute couple pictures on social media with the sweetest captions.

### 5. **Loving Surprises**

Tara is big on surprises, and she’d love planning little moments to make you feel special. Whether it’s a surprise picnic in the park, leaving sweet notes around the house, or even planning a fun date night out of the blue, she’d always find ways to show her love.

### 6. **Comfortable and Chill Vibes**

While she loves to have fun, Tara also knows how to slow things down and just relax. Some of your best moments together would be spent chilling at home, watching your favorite shows, or just laying around in comfy clothes, talking about anything and everything.

### 7. **Affectionate**

Tara would be super affectionate, always holding your hand, giving you kisses, and finding little ways to show she cares. She’s the type to randomly hug you from behind or rest her head on your shoulder while you're out in public, making you feel adored no matter where you are.

### 8. **Sharing Her World**

Being with Tara means getting glimpses into her social media life. She’d always want you to be a part of her fun projects and videos, but she’d also make sure to balance it with private, meaningful moments just for the two of you.

### 9. **Late Night Conversations**

You’d have those deep, late-night conversations where you talk about life, dreams, and everything in between. Tara would love staying up with you, laughing and getting to know each other even more every day.

### 10. **Unconditional Loyalty**

When Tara loves, she loves with her whole heart. She’d be fiercely loyal and protective, always making sure you feel loved, safe, and appreciated in every way.

Dating Tara would feel like the perfect mix of adventure, comfort, and endless love. Every day would be filled with joy and excitement!

Chords of Desire ₊˚⊹♡

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sunday kalogeras x male reader

warnings: SMUT, angst, unprotected sex, p in v, lots of kissing, aftercare, pretty sure that’s all so enjoy🎸

A/N: this is really long and dragged out, so i’m so sorry if it turns out really bad😭

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Sunday's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze piercing through the dimly lit room. We sat on the edge of my bed, our legs touching, sending shivers down my spine. The soft glow of the lamp cast a warm light on her face, highlighting the delicate curves of her features. I strummed the chords on my guitar, the melancholy melody filling the air.

Sunday's face was a picture of serene concentration, her eyes never leaving mine. I felt like I was drowning in their depths, suffocating under the weight of my own emotions. But it was a good kind of suffocation, the kind that made me feel alive. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, and I found myself matching my rhythm to the gentle swell of her lungs.

As I played on, Sunday's hands rested on her knees, her fingers drumming a gentle rhythm on her thighs. Her eyes sparkled with a hint of curiosity, and I knew she was waiting for me to make a move. The air was thick with tension, heavy with unspoken emotions. I knew I had to break the spell, but I didn't know how. Sunday's eyes seemed to hold the answer, but I was too afraid to look deeper.

I finished the song, my fingers lingering on the strings. Sunday's eyes never left mine, and I felt like she could see right through me. I knew I had to look away, but I couldn't tear my gaze from hers. The silence between us was palpable, a living, breathing thing that pulsed with energy.

Sunday shifted slightly, her leg brushing against mine. It was a gentle touch, but it sent shivers down my spine. I felt like I was on edge, waiting for something to happen.

"Hey," Sunday said softly, breaking the silence. "That was beautiful."

I smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. "Thanks," I replied, my voice low and husky.

Sunday's eyes sparkled with amusement. "You're really talented," she said, her voice filled with sincerity.

I shrugged, feeling a sense of awkwardness wash over me. "Thanks," I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper.

The silence between us grew, stretching out like a living, breathing thing. I knew I had to break it, but I didn't know how.

Sunday shifted again, her leg brushing against mine. It was a gentle touch, but it sent shivers down my spine. I felt like I was on edge, waiting for something to happen.

And then, without thinking, I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind Sunday's ear. It was a simple touch, one that spoke of familiarity and comfort.

Sunday's eyes flickered open, and she gazed up at me, her expression soft and dreamy. For a moment, we just looked at each other, the tension between us crackling like electricity.

But I didn't kiss her. Instead, I pulled back, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew I had to be careful, that I had to tread carefully around Sunday's heart.

"Thanks for listening," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

Sunday smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Anytime," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity.

As we sat there, the silence between us grew thicker, like a fog that refused to lift. I could feel Sunday's eyes on me, boring into my skin, but I didn't dare look at her. I was afraid of what I might see.

Instead, I focused on my guitar, my fingers absently strumming the strings. The music was soft and melancholy, a reflection of my mood. Sunday shifted slightly, her leg brushing against mine, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body.

"Hey," Sunday said softly, breaking the silence. "You okay?"

I nodded, still not looking at her. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Sunday's voice was laced with concern. "You seem a little...off."

I shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Just tired, I guess."

Sunday didn't push the issue, but I could tell she didn't believe me. We sat there in silence for a few more minutes, the tension between us growing thicker.

Sunday leaned back against the bedframe, her eyes never leaving mine. I could feel the weight of her gaze, the gentle pressure of her leg against mine.

Sunday's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, as if searching for something hidden deep within. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I met her gaze, my heart pounding in my chest.

I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind Sunday's ear. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she leaned into my touch. I could feel her relax, her body softening against mine.

For a moment, we just sat there, the only sound the soft hum of the guitar still clutched in my hand. Sunday's breathing slowed, her chest rising and falling with a gentle rhythm.

And then, without thinking, I leaned in, my lips brushing against Sunday's forehead. It was a gentle kiss, one that spoke of friendship and affection. But as I pulled back, I saw something in Sunday's eyes that made my heart skip a beat.

It was a spark of attraction, a flicker of desire. And in that moment, I knew that everything had changed.

Sunday's eyes locked onto mine, the spark of attraction growing into a flame. I could feel the tension between us building, the air thickening with anticipation.

I set the guitar aside, my hands reaching out to cradle Sunday's face. Her skin was soft and warm, her eyes never leaving mine. I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers in a gentle kiss.

Sunday's mouth opened beneath mine, her tongue tangling with mine in a slow, sensual dance. I felt a shiver run down my spine as she deepened the kiss, her body melting into mine.

We broke apart for a moment, gasping for air. Sunday's eyes were dark and sultry, her lips swollen from our kiss. I could feel the desire radiating from her, calling to me like a siren's song.

I leaned in again, my lips tracing the curve of Sunday's neck. She shivered beneath me, her hands reaching up to tangle in my hair. I could feel her pulse pounding beneath my lips, her body trembling with anticipation.

"Sunday," I whispered, my voice husky with desire.

"Yes?" she replied, her voice barely audible.

I didn't answer. Instead, I leaned in, my lips claiming hers in a fierce, passionate kiss. Sunday's body arched into mine, her hands wrapping around my neck.

We kissed like that for what felt like hours, our bodies tangled together in a passionate embrace. And then, without thinking, I reached down and grasped the hem of Sunday's shirt, pulling it up over her head.

The cool air hit her skin, causing her to gasp, but the sound was quickly swallowed by the heat radiating between us. The faint light from the lamp illuminated her body, casting a soft glow that highlighted every curve, every slope. I couldn’t help but admire her for a moment, captivated by the way the light danced across her skin. It was as if the world outside had faded away, leaving just the two of us, intertwined in this magic.

“I want to touch you,” I admitted, my voice low and gravelly with a mixture of longing and uncertainty. The truth hung between us like a charged atmosphere, thick with anticipation.

Sunday’s breath came in soft bursts as she leaned into my touch, her eyes alive with mischief and desire. “Then do it.”

At her encouraging words, a rush of adrenaline coursed through me. I let my fingers trail down the sides of her body, exploring the contours I’d only dreamt of. I felt her shiver under my touch, her skin like silk beneath my fingertips. Each brush of my hand sent jolts of electricity through both of us, igniting the fire burning deep in my core.

With one swift motion, I pulled her closer, our bodies aligning perfectly as I straddled the line between restraint and the reckless abandon that threatened to consume me. My lips found her neck again, trailing hot kisses along her collarbone, relishing in the soft gasps that escaped her lips.

“God, you feel amazing,” I murmured against her skin, feeling her shudder at the sound of my voice. “You’re incredible, Sunday.”

Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. “Don’t stop,” she urged, her voice thick with desire. “Please don’t stop.”

Emboldened by her words, I kissed my way back to her lips, capturing them in a fervent kiss that spoke of our unspoken desires. Our mouths moved together, a perfect rhythm of passion and urgency. Every moment was laced with a need that had been longing to be unleashed, and now it felt like we were both losing ourselves in the heat of the moment.

As our kisses deepened, I could sense the shift in her energy—the playful antics were replaced with a gravity that held us together. I took my time, savoring every second as my hands roamed freely over her body. I teased the small of her back, drawing her closer still, feeling her warmth seep into my skin.

“Sunday,” I whispered her name like a prayer, my fingers tracing the silky fabric of her lace bra. She quivered at my touch, her breath hitching. “Can I…?”

“Please,” she breathed, her eyes wide with desire, urging me on.

With careful hands, I unclasped her bra, letting it fall away. The sight of her, bare and beautiful, sent my heart racing. I reveled in her shyness, the way she blushed under my gaze, and yet, I could see the embers of confidence growing.

I dropped my head to her chest, my lips tasting her soft skin as my hands cupped her full breasts. Sunday moaned softly; the sound sent a thrill through me. I lavished attention on her, my fingers dancing over her sensitive skin, my mouth capturing her nipples, swirling my tongue around them as I listened to the symphony of her gasps and whimpers.

“More,” she encouraged, her hands desperately seeking out my body. I could feel the heat radiating from her, drawing me in like a moth to a flame.

As the tension built between us, the world beyond my room faded completely. All that mattered was Sunday—her taste, her scent, the way her body molded perfectly against mine. With every touch, I was lost in her, weaving through the intimacy that wrapped around us like a comforting blanket.

But as temptation surged, a sense of urgency ignited within me. I needed to feel all of her. I needed to lose myself in her warmth completely and allow the night to become ours.

With a swift motion, I pulled back, my eyes locking onto hers as I moved to fully undress her. There was a moment of hesitation, just a heartbeat, where uncertainty flickered in Sunday’s gaze. “Are you sure?” I asked softly, needing to know she was completely on board with this step.

She nodded, her voice steady and confident. “Yes. I want this… I want you.”

And that was all the reassurance I needed as I continued to explore her, my heart racing with excitement and maybe just a hint of fear of the intensity of the moment.

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I let the tips of my fingers loop around her sweatpants, pulling them completely off her and revealing a pair of delicate white lace panties.

"Can I take these off?" I asked shyly, looking up at her while my hands brushed the hem of her underwear.

"Yes please" Sunday uttered, a subtle shakiness in her voice.

I removed her panties with eagerness, just wanting to feel all of her close to me

"You're so beautiful." I told her, my eyes

never wandering from the up and down scan I did of her gorgeous body.

"Thank you." She said, looking down at my hands with anticipation as I drew them closer to hold her chin.

I encapsulated her soft lips in a kiss much deeper and rough than the previous ones, letting my tongue brush over her bottom lip as she let out a breathless moan. Our mouths clashed back and forth in discourse as my hands made their way down to her breaths, kneading and pinching them to get her worked up. As her breathing got heavier, she pulled away from our kiss and looked up at me with the most dilated pupils and pure desire in her eyes.

"Please fuck me." she uttered, surprising me with her abruptness.

I gripped her by her waist and flipped her on her back and positioned myself on top of her. “I’m gonna start off slow, okay?”, I said as i scan her body up and down.

“Okay, i need you to touch me, please.” Sunday whimpered as she looked into my eyes. I slowly kissed down her neck, sucking and nibbling on her soft tender skin. The smell of her perfume lingered as I kissed down her body. “You smell so good..” I mumbled as I continued to kiss her, getting closer and closer to the stop i’ve been irking to taste since the first day we met.

“Spread your legs for me pretty girl.” She was a bit hesitant at first because she’d never done this before, but she slowly opened her legs revealing the wetness that was growing between her legs. I continued to kiss her inner thighs until got to her pretty pussy. I licked up and down trying to savor the sweet taste of her juices. “You taste amazing baby” I mumbled as i sucked or her delicate little clit and lap my tongue all over her.

Sunday couldn’t hear anything due to the amount of pleasure and lust she was feeling. As I went faster, her moans and whimpers got louder, she gripped my hair grinding against my fact. “Oh, god.. i’m-“ Her moans were cut off by me sliding and finger into her tight wet folds. “Fuuuuuuuk-“, she whined as i pump my fingers in and out of her.

“Oh, god, i’m so close”, she muttered and panted. “Cum for me baby” I curled my finger inside of her as i picked up the pace. That pushed her over the edge and I feel her clenched on my finger. She moans loudly as I helped her ride out her orgasm.

“Please fuck me, I need it so bad” She says breathlessly as she comes down from her orgasm. I got up and positioned myself in between her legs and slowly easing my way in her. “You’re soooo tight baby..” I pushed my length all the way inside of her and I thrust into her slow and hard. I could feel Sunday dig into my back so i started to thrust faster. “Don’t stop, please i- im gonna c-“

I cut her off by pulling her into a deep and intimate kiss. I hold her legs up in the air and I hit a spot inside of her you never thought you would reach. “I’m cumminggggg!” Sunday screamed as her orgasm came quickly. I continued to pound into her until I come undone inside of her. I pulled out of her and flopped down on the bed.

Sunday's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto mine. I smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Hey," I whispered.

Sunday's face curved into a gentle smile. "Hey."

When we both caught our breaths, I reached for the blanket, pulling it over us. Sunday snuggled deeper into my side, her head resting on my shoulder.

As we lay there, I stroked her hair, my fingers tracing the soft strands. Sunday's eyes drifted closed, a contented sigh escaping her lips.

"You okay?" I asked, my voice low and gentle.

Sunday nodded, her eyes still closed. "I'm perfect."

I smiled, holding her close. We drifted off into a peaceful silence, our bodies entwined, our hearts full.

After a while, Sunday stirred, her eyes opening to meet mine. "I love you," she whispered.

My heart swelled, my voice barely above a whisper. "I love you too."

We lay there for a moment longer, our love wrapping around us like a warm embrace. Then, Sunday's eyes began to droop, her breathing slowing as she drifted off to sleep.

I held her close, watching over her as she slept, my heart filled with love and adoration.

tags: @annieforuu @freshsturns

Who wants some sumt😝😝😝

morning sex with jake?? 🫶🏻🙏🏻

Warnings: SMUT18+, some strong language, kissing, unprotected sex, creampie, general filth

Word count: 671

Smut right under the cut!

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You felt Jake’s hand slide up your body. You were still half asleep, so you weren’t exactly sure what was going on.

At least, that was until he moved to lay right behind you, his chest pressed against your back as his arm tightened over your waist, his hand tucked between your body and the bed.

You woke up more, turning your head slightly as you felt him grind into your ass slightly.

You smirked, letting out a sigh as you reached back, slipping your hand into his boxers and started stroking him.

A low groan left his lips as he bucked his hips. You paused, rolling over to face him. You kissed up his neck and resumed your strokes on his cock.

He tilting his head down, reaching up to lay his hand on your cheek as he presses his lips to hours. Once you’ve made out for a few seconds, his hand slid down to pull your leg over up over his hip.

You both were naked from the night before, so it wasn’t difficult to just get straight to it.

He spits into the tips of his fingers before reaching down to apply it to your aching hole. He grips his cock and guides it to your entrance, pushing his hips forward once he was there.

You gasp, tightening your leg around his hip as he slides in with a moan himself, “Fuck.”

You lay your arm over his neck, your hand reaching up to grip onto his hair.

He holds you tight against him as he slowly thrusts into you.

His lips meet your neck and nothing but your moans fill the room. His lips find yours, silencing said moans as he pushes your hips down to meet his.

He rolls over, taking you will him.

You pick up, moving your hips slowly as your lips stay connected with his. His hand presses flat against your back as his other hand moves to cup your cheek, “Feels so good.”

You nod, tilting your head back to moan, feeling every inch of his cock slide in and almost out each time.

He slides his hands down to your ass, gripping and moving them faster. Your moans grow louder, whining as your nails dig into his chest, “Y-yes, yes.”

Jake bites his lip, watching up at you his brows furrow, “Fuck.” He groans, thrusting upward, “Cum for me, babe.”

Your eyes flutter closed and your walls strangle his cock as you inch closer and closer, coming undone as you lean down to moan into his neck.

He thrusts upward, his grip on your hips tightening as he guides you through your high.

He groans, turning his head to kiss your cheek before rolling back over, placing you on your back. His hands hold himself up, one on each side of your head.

Your eyes lock onto him as your legs lock around his waist. He gives you a small smile before leaning down to press his lips with yours once more.

You feel his thrusts slowing down, growing sloppier by the second and soon enough, his cock was twitching inside of you, filling you for the day.

He rolls over and sighs, “Morning.” He looks over at you with a smile and you can’t help but laugh, sitting up to lean over, “Good morning, baby.”

You lean down and kiss him before glancing up at the clock on the nightstand, “Don’t we have to meet those people for a meeting?”

Jake groans, “Yeah.” He sits up, pressing his lips to yours, “Or we can just say we’re sick?”

You fake a cough and nod your head, “Yeah, I think I do need to be checked out by a doctor.” You bite your lip and lay back.

Jake smirks, “Dr. Webber, at your cervix.”

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Short and sweet. Love you all. Thanks for reading and per usual, I’ll catch ya in the next one! 🖤

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you know whats a problem we have? not enough Patrick Verona x reader fics. Please send me recs

K-12 y/n au

Jake weeber x fem reader

Working hard on set💕🩰

Liked by Tara yummy Madison Beer Jake Webber Johnny Gilbert

Comments

Tara yummy can’t wait to see this movie you look gorgeous 

y/n/l/n :Reply ahh your the one who is gorgeous

Jake Webber: my beautiful gf working hard ❤️

Y/n/l/n :replied I miss you so much can’t wait to see you soon I love you 💕

Jake Webber : replied love you more 

Getting ready on set>33

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Y/n/l/n replied: ok I see you being sassy 💁‍♀️

I got lazy ask for part two

Flowers

Pairing: soft!Carrington x fem!reader

Summary: Carrington surprises you with flowers randomly.

Warnings: none!

a/n: Divider by @issysh3ll. I don’t want anyone to copy my work or use it as “inspiration”.

Carrington had been gone for a while, and you were starting to get worried. He went to go film a Target video with your roommates, Jake and Johnnie. You were sitting on the couch, scrolling mindlessly on your phone. You were about to text him, when you heard the front door open.

"Hey baby." He says, walking inside, his hand behind his back.

"Hey. I was starting to get worried. Are you guys done filming?"

"Yeah, i got something for you though." He says, bringing a bouquet of flowers in front of him.

"Aww thats so sweet thank you so much!" You say, getting up and giving him a hug.

"Your welcome baby. It wasn't a big deal."

"Um yes it was. We had to stop every 20 minutes just for him to find a good flower shop." Johnnie remarks, bringing bags inside.

"Uh yeah but you would do the same for Grace." Carrington says, turning his head to look at him.

"Yeah, I probably would."

"It's okay, your so sweet." You say taking the flowers from him. You smell them and close your eyes. "Thank you." You open your eyes to see him smiling. You stare into his bright blue eyes, and you get lost in them. He then places is lips on yours, savoring the taste of you.

🏷️: @brookheartsmatt

Ok HEAR ME OUT poly! rosie x fem!reader x alastor??? I means sfw headcanons but if you want nsfw who am I to stop you right ANYWAY thanks<3

YES YES YES I AM COMPLETELY SAT AND LISTENING; also side note this did come out a bit shorter then expected I’m sorry. 😞

This is a HALF NSFW work; since you happen to let me 🤭

Poly! Rosie x fem!reader x Alastor, headcanons, SFW AND NSFW, whips and bdsm are mentioned

SFW:!¡

- Alastor and Rosie both take care of reader however not in an infantilizing way! (Well at least Rosie doesn’t) for example Alastor makes sure reader has a roof over their head and food on your plate while as Rosie likes to make sure you feel safe and have someone to talk to about your feeling or she’ll take you shopping and to eat after!

- Rosie learns how to cook food just for you! Since she’s used to eating other cannibals she never even thought about learning how to cook other things and never realized how much she loves it.

- Rosie loves to use expressions like “You’re just so cute, I could eat you!” but the thing his it’s not intentional!

- Alastor tries to carve out time for Rosie and reader but he’s always so busy with the hotel, his solution to this was to take reader to the hotel and have her meet everyone there!

- Y’all go on walks around cannibal town because they both love the scenery and people there; they think it’s awfully nice!

- They always make sure you look all dolled up and with a smile! So if you ever look upset they immediately question it; again mostly Rosie

- They love to gossip; y’all have weekly shit talks one day and Susan roasting the next. 😭

- Rosie is extremely social and definitely goes out of her way to tell you and Alastor that y’all need to make more ACTUAL friends.

- You and Rosie force Alastor to cuddle with y’all because he isn’t a physical touch type of guy and he likes to pretend he doesn’t like it while y’all pull him in.

- You guys sometimes go on picnics and you and Rosie convince Niffty and Husk to come.

- They BOTH have the habit of biting you endearingly; on the shoulder, mouth, and hands/fingers

- Whenever Alastor has a bad day you and Rosie give him lots of hugs and kisses and he acts like he hates it but if he really did then he would stop y’all and spoiler he doesn’t!

- Whoever you and Alastor argue it’s Rosie who calms you down because most of the time you’re mad and Alastor is acting all nonchalant and shit and it’s really irritating.

NSFW:!¡

- They love to keep you sandwiched in between them during hugs, during cuddles, and especially during sex! Rosie finds your tits super satisfying to toy with and fondle and you can bet she’s eating you out from the front while Alastor pounds you from behind!

- They hate when you muffle your moans they love a good vocal reader and they’ll tease you while saying things like “Aw sweetie you should really keep it down huh?” If y’all are in a public place and yet they just don’t let you!

- When it comes down to eating you out Rosie is the master she gets messy on her knees for you, but she’s very teasing just because she knows how good she is but still she won’t make you beg don’t worry!

- They love having you fucked dumb and having reader not be able to do anything but yell out both their name is simply music to their ears.

- You know how I said they love to bite you endearingly well they also love to bite you during sex; whenever you wake up the night after you’re covered in scratches, bites, and hickys.

- They both have a thing for tears they love to overstimulate you, make you cry and then lick your tears clean of your cheeks!

- Whenever I say overstimulate you, I almost always mean Alastor, Rosie is a big tease but she loves leaving you satisfied.

- Alastor leaving scratches is not rare; whenever he eats you out he scratches and licks all over your thighs.

- Rosie isn’t a big fan of straps but if you want it she’s doing it, she’ll pound into you slowly and softly allowing you to feel all around her strap and though it’s not her favorite you to use on you she is damn good at it.

- They are such a duo whenever it comes to degradation because they degrade the shit out of you, and they are so fucking cruel.

- If you and Alastor are both into it he will use whips and bondage on you and he loves to play around with a little brat taming and maybe BDSM however Rosie as freaky as she may be she’s not so much into it so you too beg her to join but it doesn’t take much for her to agree.