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I have been committed to Medusa for TOO LONG Euryale is- Perfect- Goddamn it-

Euryale NSFW ABC maybe?

Written by @evoedbd​

A= Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Cuddles are a must.  Euryale is instantly all over her partner, albeit quite obliviously.  Mortals are such strange creatures sometimes, but no request is too outrageous for Euryale to follow without question when it comes to aftercare.

 B= Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s)

Hands.  Hands down. The way elegant fingers can curl so viciously around the hilt of a blade, but weave so softly between Euryale’s own.  The way those fingers can be so filling, but never bring undesired pain.  Nothing is better than hands Euryale knows she is safe to shatter into.

   C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically …)

Euryale adores feeling the evidence of lovemaking.  Yet, nothing is as delicious to her as a kiss with her lover’s taste upon her lips, or her own taste upon her lover’s.  Trading flavours in an intimate kiss is the perfect ending to any night.

   D= Dirty Talk (Pretty self-explanatory)

Dirty talk is not Euryale’s strong suit, or particularly to her tastes.  Her lovers can rail her into the next century, but they’d better not dare degrade her like some backstreet prostitute.  If one is to speak dirty to Euryale, they’d best make it sound like they are addressing royalty.  Euryale will accept nothing less.

 E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

She’s over 200 years old.  Euryale has done most things at least once.  She knows what she likes, but she’s never done things with a mortal she genuinely cares about before.  For that, she relishes the experiences with her seemingly mortal girlfriend as if they are new.  This makes her seem less experienced than she truly is, at least under a certain woman’s touch.

 F= Favorite Position (This goes without saying.)

Euryale couldn’t answer that.  Some days, she simply wants to be held down into the mattress and taken violently, like an animal in heat.  Ironically, this desire seems to align with the seasons.  Otherwise she simply wants ride her girlfriend, trying to hold eye contact as long as possible, fists clenched around the knives stabbed into the headboard or wall.

 G= Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc?)

Euryale is as serious as a heart attack. She will suffer a lover laughing at her.  That said, something about her mortal has her want to be a little playful.  Her knives always cameo, usually stabbed into the furniture as a handhold as the little mortal rocks her world.

 H= Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc?)

Waxed.  Kept completely bare.  Euryale likes her sensitive skin exposed and smooth.

   I= Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect …)

She tries.  Truly, Euryale tries to be romantic.  Sadly, many of her partners seem to find her intimidating, or are too distracted by her knives to notice.  Strangely, it is her little mortal who seems to find Euryale’s behaviours endearing, happy to kiss any knife brought to her face with a dreamy expression.

 J= Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

Euryale is very experienced with herself.  She enjoys teasing herself, stroking and enjoying the feeling of her smooth, sensitive skin beneath her palms until she can’t wait any longer.  This is perhaps one of the only times that Euryale will stay quiet, squeaking and moaning behind a hand clamped over her mouth.

   K= Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Knives.  Anytime Euryale can have her knives involved instantly revs her engines.  Seeing her partner kiss the length.  Freezing the blades so their chill will rile up her girl.  Creating handholds.

   L= Location (Favorite Place to do the deed)

Chairs are good.  The perfect place to ride her Girlfriend’s fingers, using her own back to shield anybody from laying eyes on her precious mortal.  Wherever that chair is sitting is completely irrelevant.  Though, she’s noticed her Girlfriend prefers her apartment.

   M= Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going?)

Her girlfriend. The woman is so unimaginably beautiful, carved by Hephaestus to show the world the true meaning of Lust.  But she is so gentle and sweet too.  She looks at Euryale’s quirks with this perfect quirk of her lips that has the Gorgon unable to focus on anything but the memories of the things that mouth can do.  The sweet kisses and kind words that fill Euryale’s heart. These romantic emotions are so new to the Gorgon. Sometimes, they overwhelm her until the heat burning in her body needs to be released.  Its then that Euryale pounces.

 N= NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Incest.  No mommy kinks. No stepsister plays.  Calling Euryale “babe” is the fastest way to have the Gorgon leaping off her girlfriend’s lap with an indignant shriek.

 O= Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Euryale is an excellent giver.  Oral with Euryale is an experience many mortal women would die for.  However, Euryale herself is nervous about receiving, not because of embarrassment, but for safety reasons.  Euryale loses her mind receiving, and often forgets how strong she is when she clamps her thighs.  A traumatic experience with crushing a mortal’s skull has let her hesitant to let someone she cares about go down.

 P= Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc)

The name of the game is passionate.  Euryale is fire, hungry and demanding from the first moment.  She’s borderline primal, all growls bites, hard movements.  Euryale is the most devoted worshipper of her lover’s body.  That animalistic intensity is tempered into a thorough claiming of every single inch of her girl’s body. Even with a husk to her voice, Euryale will snarl her praises, refusing to let her girlfriend think she is unappreciated for a single moment.  One might say that Euryale’s energy in bed is that of someone who has been edged to the point of fury. Euryale wants to feel worshipped, just as she wants to worship.  She has a goddess in her bed, and as twitchy as Euryale can be, there is no way she will disappoint.   Nothing but her lover’s requests will tame her.

Euryale’s girlfriend however is gentle, soft hands guiding Euryale instead of trapping her.  Letting Euryale wear herself out, all the while feeling that she is loved and valued.  When Euryale settles enough to surrender, it is slow and gentle, coaxing Euryale slowly into every crest of bliss.  The girlfriend is all too happy to use her body, to cover Euryale, blanketing her as the Gorgon sobs into her neck.

   Q= Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)

Euryale is happy to shove her girlfriend into a chair and demand hands beneath her dress.  She is happy to ride to a fast orgasm.  Or shove her hand down the girl’s pants and drag a climax out of her, and a second for good measure.

   R= Risks (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc)

Their very relationship feels like a risk.  Euryale’s body has the strength to crush and destroy her girl if she loses concentration for a moment.  Everything new they do is planned, often by her Girlfriend.  However, if her Girlfriend steals the marble cuffs, then Euryale is trusting enough to try anything.

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last …)

Days.  Euryale can go for literal days when it is just sex with an equally ungodly partner.  Emotionally, she can go hours before she burns out mentally.  Her girlfriend stops when Euryale’s mind disconnects, not wanting just a body.

 T= Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Yes.  Euryale has access to the ungodly monster category of toys, along with her Aura.   Her girlfriend has a more chaste collection of electronic toys.  Combining them on Euryale is a fun weekend.  They help compensate for her girlfriend’s mortal stamina.

 U= Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Euryale doesn’t.  If she wants, she takes.  And takes, and takes and takes.  Not that her girlfriend complains, afterall, this is what they agreed to.  In fact, the unintentional tease is that her girlfriend is always expecting Euryale to pounce.

 V= Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

In private, loud.  Euryale has no qualms about growling into her girlfriend’s neck, drawing out scream after scream to the point neighbours have called the cops on them in the past.  Soundproofing the walls has helped a little. Not entirely.  Maybe because Euryale has stabbed the walls too many times.

   W= Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Euryale’s girlfriend adores Euryale’s nose.  She continuously presses kisses or attempts to nip at the tip to Gorgon’s nose, both in sexual situations and just everyday playfulness.

   X= X-rated thoughts (let’s see what’s going on in their head)

Half of Euryale’s day is spent remembering the feeling of her girlfriend’s fingers inside her, knocking those perfect spots, thumb pressing into her clit.   How she wants to take her girl, press her into the walls, palm at her perfect ass.  Squeeze.   Going any further leads to situations, and Euryale can’t afford those until her girlfriend is off the clock.

   Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

24/7.  Euryale is one snap of her girlfriend’s fingers away from a turned-on mess.

   Z= Zzz (… How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Euryale holds on as long as she can, wanting to spend time snuggling into her girlfriend’s back and shoulders.  She will, without fail, stay awake until she is positive that her girlfriend understands how deeply loved she truly is.  Even if words don’t work, gentle kisses and nips, tender brushes of hands across her hips and body.  Once her girlfriend is asleep, Euryale will eventually drift off with a content smile across her lips.

Welcome!

Hello Succubi, Incubi, and Accubi.

(My equvilent of bitches, bros, and nonbinary hoes)

Welcome to my quaint little hell hole!

I am Satan! Or Salem. Whatever you prefer! I am male [AFAB] and I go by He/His/Theirs. I am omnisexual, demiromantic. I am a writer! My writing account is @satan-was-a-writer.

I will fuck you up. Don't try me. I AM male but I identify as Satan. I will be straight up with you. If I don't like you. I will tell you. Don't get on the wrong side of me.

Basically my family:

@dani-maricruz8 - My Mother @angstyanon0 - My Best Friend @nevess - My Sister

My Top Song Artists

Lady Gaga Lil Darkie Doja Cat Mother Mother Maneskin

“I don’t want to let them go...”

CW: Just a dash of Angst.

“I don’t want to let them go…” Daniela sobs as she looks down at your battered body. Alcina had a maid tend to all of your wounds, and Daniela was allowed to remain in the room with you to keep an eye on you.

“You won’t have to, my sweetling.” Alcina whispered, kissing Daniela’s forehead before leaving the two of you alone. You are barely conscious but you still have enough strength to tap Daniela’s hand. She lifts her eyes to meet your half-lidded gaze.

“What are you so upset about? Hm?” “You got really hurt, Y/N! I was worried about you!” “You have no need to be...I’m fine now…”

Her lip trembles as tears rise up in her eyes. “No...no tears...Come here.” She gets onto the bed with you, her head under your chin as she gently sobs against your chest.

Locker Room Talk Pt.15

The Ultimate After Workout Locker Room Talk

Amara walks into the locker rooms first in a bra and white short with after an amazing gym session. Her face is slightly pink and her skin is dripping with sweat.

Amara: That was a good session everyone

Aurora and Ranza walk in side beside in white bra's and red shorts, matching. While Ranza's hair is up in a ponytail, towel around her shoulders, Rory's hair is down and her towel it slung over her shoulder. Both of them have bandages around their hands.

Aurora: I need a cold shower- The fuck-

Ranza: I agree with both Amara and Aurora.

Helena's hair is in a high bun and her bandages are still tied around her hands. She is just as sweaty. Instead of shorts like the rest of them, she's wearing light grey sweatpants.

Helena: I have to agree it was a satisfying session.

Nora groaned walking in, holding the towel around her neck. Her hair was messy and she was POURING sweat from training with Helena. The bandage still on her hands. She sits against her locker, pouring water down her body as she talked...Almost everyone staring at her.

Nora: You say that because you won every time!

Helena: I'm skilled at what I do. But you'll get there.

Jessa bumped Lorelei's shoulder, smiling. They're almost matching. Jessa's wearing Lorelei's baggy sweatpants and a dark blue bra. Lorelei is just wearing white bra and brown shorts. Both of them are raining sweat, Lorelei's hair's a mess but Jessa still wants another round.

Jessa: I need a redo!

Lorelei: Starlight...you lost five times...

Jessa: So?! Gorgeous, I deserve to win a round.

Mackenzie and Revi are the next couple to enter the locker room. Mac is sweating a river while Revi is as energetic as always. Mac is wearing a white bra and green shorts.

Mac: I'll let you run with me under the full moon tonight...I promise it's amazing.

Revi: I bet it is.

Mac: But a cold shower does sound good right about now.

Revi: Agreed.

After losing to Nova repeatedly Madison's skin is sleek with sweat. Nova is sweating as well, but not as hard as Madison. Nova wears her regular black bra and shorts and Madison is wearing a dark magenta bra and black tight sweatpants.

Nova: You did good today.

Madison: You did even better. Taking me down time after time.

Nova: It's nothing compared to how you lasted longer than anyone else I've dueled.

Madison: I'm free after a meeting...Want to get some extra training in?

Nova: Of course ^^

Ruelle and Vinca walk in, side by side. Ruelle yawns and scratches her bare stomach. Vinca rolls her eyes.

Vinca: You cheated.

Ruelle: Not cheating if I'm using my resources.

Vinca: Who told you that.

Ruelle: Mistress Xenia.

Vinca: She...surprisingly isn't wrong.

Zhora walks in last and heads straight to the showers. Her skin extremely damp and her hair uncomfortably messed up.

boobs and also titties and sometimes even breasts

PARTY!

Alerting One! Alerting All!

We are having a party at Alpha Beta Omega! Bring yourselves AND A CUP! BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE ANY!

Why are we having a party?

Friendship of course!

My dormmate is the best bitch in the world! I will throw down with and all of you if you disrespect her or shit talk her in front of me, that is my job! @EnvyMyFashion (Onyx Wren)

Anyways! Hit up Dorm 8 in Alpha Beta Omega! Posting pictures on my socials!

@보라색 고양이 (Andi Kim)

Prompt #3

Bubbles are seen as portals to another realm. They can be used as a mirror. A window into the future or the past. Bubbles are magic. But they are rare to contain and keep. Pop one, and you dissappear into whatever bubble realm you popped. The thing is…once you are in a bubble…you can’t get out.

I'm watching AHS for the Plot! The Plot:

Bite me, bitch

I mean this in the most respectful way possible. Please bite me.

Libraries! ^^