Raven RP/Parody Account Multi Ship. Multi Verse. RP21+ SFW. NSFW 37 and Taken IRL Quote The Raven Nevermore

Wednesday took ownership of her lips, pressing their pairs together and firmly kissing her while thing stroked away at her cock. tongue rolling till saliva built in their conjoint oral cavities, Wednesday found the urge to be a bit more involved so succeeding the kiss she dropped to her knees.

He'd cuff around her shaft firmly, copious precum glazing him as he 𝐏𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃 away at firm cock muscle. "Ohh, he's such a naughty boy." Wednesday muttered before curling both hands around her neck and freeing her tongue to roll its surface along the outline of her jugular . .

as though Wednesday had a sense for it, she looked back and forth between the two. "Thing, darling. Don't be selfish. You were taught better than that". He regretfully pulled back against the suction of her lips. Nghh. His hand moving down Wednesday till it reaches the waist to hop across -

"there you go. take care of my dear thing." she muttered to which her handy companion twitched in response. her hand came to caress her hair. her lips hovering closer and closer. the two had an unusual relationship that wasn't immune to jealousy. "do you like her lips, my love?" she asked him.

thing shuttered, his digits jolting after having his thickest appendage come into contact with the strangers thumb. "you bad fucking boy." she said whilst shaking her head towards him.

Wednesday was almost completely void of reaction. A mere onlooker as her eyes peered to the side where her tongue thoroughly lapped thing's thick thumb to the delight of her severed companion. Her only change in demeanor, an ever so subtle smirk after his digits jolted.

he hops upon her shoulder extending his thumb.

are your . . webs?

he says he'll accept your apology under the condition you lick his thumb his demands, not mine.

butthole inspections begin now

I, for one, remain unbothered thing, however is highly offended by your unprovoked kinkshaming

long time, no see. did you forget you locked me in your basement or was that just some epic foreplay?

quality time with 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

ill be back on wednesday sometime soon, just feel bad for Aubrey right now and think its maybe good not to write a grim character using her right now.

// ... i just saw the news. idk its in poor taste to write on this account, at least for the next week or two.

⠀⠀𝑀𝐴𝑅𝑆𝐻𝐴 𝑄𝑈𝐼𝑆𝑇. ⠀The Howling. | (N)SFW. | Horror. | RP. | Written by, #𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 🩸. | ♡ + ↺

Nuns are whores.

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you strike me as the type to appreciate a good challenge. i'll be waiting.

only if you intend on kidnapping me. a bit agorophobic. never leave. unless by force.

if i'm lucky, maybe that's not just a euphamysm.

thought i'd tease you fucking pervs.

𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘀𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗽𝘀? 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸 𝘚𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘦? 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘔𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦? 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘕𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯? 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘖𝘭' 𝘍𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘝𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢?! 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝙡𝙞𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗹𝗶𝘁!

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝚃𝚆𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙰𝙻 #𝐑ᴀᴠᴇɴ𝐇ᴇx

she nodded. "fine, i'll add it to my collection. what's another cursed text to me, anyway. so long as i can raise the dead. merely with the intent to torture and kill them yet again."

she wasn't a meager one- not in the slightest. wednesday's back curled as her face slammed the antique dining room table, her face on its side, eyes peering towards her bottle of absinthe and poison. "did i forget to share-" she answered, her tone lacking fear of him or the situation.

it's cold and dark within the addams estate the fireplace is lit to keep her warm.

you call it the electric chair. i call it the g-spot.

she had this vivid dream that a man broke into the addams house and had his way with her. she was disappointed it was only a dream, but she was pleased to awaken to 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 fondling her, which seemed to invoke this nighttime fantasy. and he proceeded to make me cum from morning into the night.

the thirty nine year old femme fatale had a thorough swig of her concocted drink. the rat poison scorching her insides and the absinthe soaking into her already damaged psyche. she would do this almost ritualisticaly. play some music. get blackout drunk. hallucinate. lose herself to her senses.

she was just pouring herself a drink her favorite infact, absinthe & rat poison. her back turned with low cut wool black skirt that hardly covered her backside. a vintage turntable rotating about the plate, with macabre classical reberb- erating across the mansion. her dear 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 upstairs aslsep.

the doors are easy to knock down given the weathered state of the house. the front gate is the only hassle given its rust-covered padlock but even that doesn't make that much of a barrier. most simply refrain due to her reputation.

she had this vivid dream that a man broke into the addams house and had his way with her. she was disappointed it was only a dream, but she was pleased to awaken to 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 fondling her, which seemed to invoke this nighttime fantasy. and he proceeded to make me cum from morning into the night.

wednesday would raise a brow as she looked on . . her body leaning to its side and having a glance at hiba's backside. she'd nod over to 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 before signing "not bad" to him. he was definitely an ass hand. her tongue even began to roll around the circumference of her lip. "maybe he likes you."

Some of you might fantasize about me. I get it—mysterious goth bitch vibes. But if you survive a night with me, your reality will be shattered and your faith shaken. You'll endure a mix of pain and pleasure that bewilders your nervous system inducing a state of shock that would leave most cataonic.

hello sickos

get over here you fucking whore.

If you're getting freaky with me, you're getting freaky with 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. ain't no fun, if the hand can't have none.

after their arrival at the battered and near crumbling home wednesday would walk inside alongside hiba. "dearest 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠? we have a visitor." she'd beckon her only company in the last few decades before he shyly appeared at the top of the steps. "don't be bashful" she said as he eased toward them.

i can literally see your genitalia.