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Warnings⚠️: 18+ the whole thing literally smut

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Bryce made you some food and then headed for a quick shower because he was all sweaty from working out. He planned on taking a shower, eating, and then going to bed. After he finished the shower, he went back to his room and started getting some clothes. He was vibing and listening to music, not paying attention to anything. When he got his clothes, he had got a text from Preston. That fool is always up so late.

Preston

Have you seen my basketball shoes?

I think they're in the garage

K

While he was texting, he wasn't paying attention to the bedroom door opening. He looked up from his phone, you were at the door, and he remembered, he had on no clothes. You just stood there for a second, looking at him, not moving. Finally, you started to move further into his room and closed the door, not breaking eye contact even a second. You started walking closer and put your arm around his neck, kissing him. You were pressing yourself against him and pushing him to the bed. Bryce started to sit down and pulled you with his, so you were straddling his lap. You started grinding on him, and he let out quiet moans into the kiss.

He made a quick movement and flipped you so that he was on top of you. He started to slip his hand under your shirt while you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer and grinding into him again. He takes off your shirt and throws it to who knows where. You both pulled away to take a breath and sat just looking in each other's eyes. Bryce leaned down again, this time only kissing you for a second and then moving to kiss your neck.

He did his best to move around and not to leave a hickey. After a few more seconds, there was a knock at the door, "Hey, they weren't in the garage. Do you know where else they could be?" You hear Preston's voice. Bryce quickly pushed you under the covers, trying his best to hide that you were there. He never noticed how many blankets he had on his bed, so it didn't look too weird.

Preston fully opened the door right when he got you fully underneath. "U-uh, are you sure?" He said, trying not to seem suspicious. "Yeah, I looked everywhere. They weren't there." Preston said. "Last place I remember them was when I brought them in from my car." He said, trying to get an answer from Bryce. Bryce was doing his best to focus on Preston, but it was hard, knowing you were right there. You started moving, and he held onto your wrist tighter to try to get you to stop. You stopped for a second but then started moving again, and Bryce felt you wrap your hand around his cock. "Oh, by the way, are you going to the- are you ok? You look kind of weird." Preston said, squinting at him. "Mhm yeah. I'm f-fine." He said, trying to make sure his voice wasn't too shaky. Right after he said that he felt your mouth on his tip, Bryce purposely coughed to cover up the shocked inhale that he made.

"You sure you're good, man?" Preston asked again. "Yeah. Yeah. I'm just tired." He said, feeling you start to suck on his tip. "Try looking in your car, and if they aren't there, then try your room again or something." Bryce said a little faster than he meant to. "Ok. Hey, wait where's, y/n? Wasn't she supposed to be staying in here?" He questioned. "Yeah, she woke up and wanted something to eat," Bryce answered. Preston squinted at Bryce. "Oh, ok. Should I leave?" He asked, tilting his head as if he didn't believe anything I told him. "YES," Bryce said quickly. Preston finally turned around, closing the door and leaving.

Bryce let out a long sigh and relaxed his body, also placing his hand on the back of your head. You pulled your mouth off and peeked from under the covers looking at Bryce. Bryce looked at you. You had an evil smile on your face. "You're very ballsy." He said to you. "Yeah, well, it's fun." You say, with a smirk, and putting your mouth back on again while starting to bob your head. Bryce tilted his head back and shut his eyes while his grip on your hair tightened.

He put his arm over his mouth so that he didn't make a lot of noise. Without meaning to, he pushed your head down, making you gag and your throat tighten around him. It felt so good his mind was blank. He kept moving your head up and down, not thinking about if you cared, mind clouded from the pleasure. It wasn't long before he felt himself about to cum. He pushed as far in your throat as he could, shooting ropes of cum down your throat.

He sat there trying to catch his breath for a second, letting his hand up for you to pull away. When he finally opens his eyes, he sees you sitting back, holding your throat and coughing. He realized what he did, "Oh jeez, I'm sorry." He says, sitting up trying to help. You put her hand up and waved him off as if in an 'it's ok' way.

You kept coughing for a few more seconds before finally stopping and started to catch your breath. "Ugh, I'm sorry." He said again. "I-its fine." Your voice was raspy, and he could see the tears in your eyes. "I'm an idiot." He said. "Bryce," You sat up more and got close to his ear, "if I wanted you to, I would have made you stop." You said. His eyes widen, and he's shocked that you would say that. You moved and started kissing him again.

There was a knock at the door, "Y/n. Y/n are you ok?" Bryce's mom was at the door. He jumped off the bed, hiding, so she didn't see him. "Yeah. I'm fine." You said when she opened the door. "Oh, I heard you coughing. Do you need some water?" She asked. "Oh no, it's fine. Bryce was getting me some." You said to cover for him. "Ok. Goodnight." His mom says, closing the door and leaving.

Bryce comes from where he hid, and you look at him smiling. "You look tired. Go ahead and sleep. I'll see you tomorrow." You say. He was pretty tired, so he agreed. He got the clothes that he had gotten out from before and put them on. You say goodnight and kiss him on the cheek as he leaves the room.

CREATOR INFO:

NAME: Karma

AGE: 20

PRONOUNS: he/him

DISCORD HANDLE: caffeinated karma#8856

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CHARACTER INFO:

FULL NAME: Nathanial Vincent Torres

ALIASES: Nattyz, bloodbugz

SPECIES: vampire

GENDER: male, he/him

AGE: 18

OCCUPATION: piercer (though he isn’t trained in tattoos, he is willing to do some stick and pokes), dabbled in sex work a few times every now and then

FACTION: n/a

CURRENT RESIDENCE: currently lives in an apartment complex by a well known bar

PERSONALITY: generally friendly and hospitable, tries to adjust his own behavior to keep other’s at ease. A bit eccentric. Though he may be friendly, he often prefers to stick to smaller groups and more one on one meetings. Often paranoid and skittish— though he tries not to seem so, for the sake of keeping the other person comfortable. This can lead to him often being somewhat of a push over again times. Nathanial can easily get excitable, and will tend to chat for long periods of time about things he likes. He is rather absent minded and forgetful, often missing important dates and sometimes even forgetting names. He has trouble recalling faces and will often mix people up. As affectionate as he may be, he has some difficulty with boundaries and can be a bit overly touchy at times or message others a little too much. Attempts to try and keep a positive attitude, but it can come off as obnoxious at times. Tends to be a bit messy and disorganized.

BACKSTORY: Nathanial moved to Consequence Point shortly after turning 17. Growing up in a strict family with five other siblings, he felt the need to get away by moving out of state. At the peak of tension in his household, he dropped out of school and moved out of Texas. He went with a friend to Consequence Point, but they ended up moving back to Texas after a month.

Having always been interested in piercings and tattoos, he picked up an apprenticeship at a piercing parlor for a few months.

(TW: inference of s/xual assault)

During a hookup gone bad, Nathanial was assaulted and turned into a vampire. He doesn’t recall much of that night. He doesn’t really remember who he had been with, given that he had taken something that night that made him black out. Or the stress of the transformation itself made his memories fuzzy.

Being a newly turned vampire with no support, he struggles with his urges quite often. This makes work quite difficult, to say the least. Given that he has only been a vampire for the past four months, he’s been struggling with balancing his work and overall well being. With this being his focus, he is unaware of the current barrier around the town. Having left his family on pretty bad terms, he doesn’t question why they don’t send him calls or texts anymore.

REPUTATION: fidgety lil man who happens to do piercings, shady tattoo artist (will do them for ten bucks, but there’s no guarantee that they’ll be good).

ADDITIONAL INFO:

- 5’3

- Born February 14th (Aquarius)

- Filipino-Malaysian American, second gen citizen

- Has five other siblings, he was born third

- Lately has been struggling more with auditory and visual hallucinations. He had some mild instances as a kid, but they’ve become a bit more frequent with current stressors.

- Enjoys singing

- Allergic to strawberries

- Lots of stick and poke tattoos along his cheeks, legs, and arms— the ones on his torso and lower appendage are professionally done. (NSFW) Yes he has a dick tattoo and a piercing as well.

- Has two pet ball pythons that he named Baby and Rascal… he gets rats both for himself and for his pythons to eat.

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CREATOR INFO

NAME: Nea / Nennu / kissankelo AGE: 20 PRONOUNS: she/her DISCORD HANDLE: nennu#1679

CHARACTER INFO

CREATOR INFO

Name: Meloni / Thorn

Age: 21

Pronouns: They/them

Discord tag: Melonileipa#4131

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CHARACTER INFO

FULL NAME: Beliel

ALIASES: Bell, angelic-bell

SPECIES: Angelic Being (Scorched), essentially an immortal being with burnt wings that makes deals with mortals in exchange for their souls

GENDER: Male, he/him

AGE: Unknown to even himself, presents around 15-18

OCCUPATION:  Unemployed

FACTION: None

CURRENT RESIDENCE: Lives with Father Libideu/Ben in his one-room home

PERSONALITY:  Bell is very inexpressive on the surface, though he rarely acts in malice, and while he rarely speaks of his own thoughts, he even less often lies. Obedient by nature, he lives through pleasing others. He has genuine kindness underlying his seeming hard-to-please attitude, and doesn't shy away from physical affection. Hates getting romantically attached to mortals, but can rarely help his own affection for them.

BACKSTORY:  Not even Bell himself knows who made him nor when. He merely remembers always being around humans and making deals with them. He seemingly once tried to fight a God, and as punishment, his wings burned and he became able to only grant the wishes of humans in exchange for their souls. For a long time, he tried to do good deeds as a way to repent, but no forgiveness ever came from the Divine, and Bell eventually gave up on trying to please those who once took everything from him. His memories are mostly of serving all manner of beings, most recently Ben, whom he met longer ago than his master would admit to strangers, coming to Consequence Point with him.

REPUTATION:  Relatively unknown, stays at home all day due to his sunlight sensitivity

NAME: Cecil

AGE: 19

PRONOUNS: He/She/It

DISCORD HANDLE: Cecil

CHARACTER INFO

FULL NAME: Adelaide Toussaint (Addie)

SPECIES: Human

GENDER: Cis Woman, She/her

AGE: 25

OCCUPATION:  Graveyard Security Guard

FACTION: None

CURRENT RESIDENCE: A well-kept apartment in the outskirts of town. The inside is well-lived in, and seemingly unorganized. Academic accomplishments hang on the walls, but there’s a notable absence of photographs.

PERSONALITY:  Addie is an apprehensive, skeptical soul. She’s curious and intellectual, but can be nosy. She’s proud of her occupation, and gets angry when people disrespect it. A bit nervous and neurotic at times, she attempts to rationalize any and every odd occurrence. One has to be given the grim occupation of looking after gravesites. 

BACKSTORY: Addie had a fairly decent childhood, but spent most of it taking care of her ailing grandmother. Her parents were both working folk, leaving her to be responsible for most of the tasks. She’s the eldest of three, with two younger brothers, who she had to help raise. She excelled in school, earning various academic awards, and exceeded expectations in track. She had a bright future, but her parents made her accomplishments their own. Addie moved into Consequence Point after a rough argument with her parents, wanting to escape the choking responsibilities of her childhood home. She’s been in town for several years now.

REPUTATION: Addie takes her job seriously- she’s known for chasing troublemakers out of the church graveyard after-hours.

NAME: Cecil

AGE: 19

PRONOUNS: He/She/It

DISCORD HANDLE: cecil (he/she/it)#3396

CHARACTER INFO

FULL NAME: Ban Jun-Ho (Ban, or just Jun.)

SPECIES: Human

GENDER: Cis Male, He/Him

AGE: 38

OCCUPATION:  Newspaper Delivery

FACTION: None

CURRENT RESIDENCE: A small apartment in the heart of the economic scene in town. It’s a melancholy building, with industrious patrons. His apartment is nothing special. It’s kept organized, clean, and smells heavily of cigarette smoke.

PERSONALITY:  Jun-Ho is forgettable, at best. Everyone in town knows of him, but none remember his face. Seen in the early hours of the morning tossing newspapers into carports, and nowhere else. If you’re lucky, you may find him late at night, in some dingy bar. He’s polite, but standoffish, and speaks very little. He’s kind, in the truest sense, but it’s filtered. An average man with average aspirations and no dreams to speak of- he just wants to be left alone, and does what he can to make things easier for others, even when they haven’t been kind to him in turn.

BACKSTORY: Jun-Ho’s parents moved to Consequence Point when he was too young to remember anything otherwise. His father was a logger, and his mother stayed at home. He had an unremarkable childhood, and was always regarded as a quiet child. He kept out of trouble, even as a teenager. He made very little friends- the ones he did make got out of town as fast as possible, and dropped out of contact. Jun-Ho planned on going to college, but after his father got cancer, their savings ran out. His mother passed shortly after. College was nothing but a dream at that point. Jun-Ho stayed in town, working as a delivery driver. He lost his job after a witness falsely accused him of being the perpetrator of a string of murders. He went into debt hiring a lawyer to defend him. He was declared innocent, but the murderer was never caught, and the case went cold. Now, he quietly works, keeping his head down.

REPUTATION: Years ago, Jun-Ho was arrested in his home, accused of murdering and butchering three women, leaving their body parts in the woods. He was innocent, but the killer was never found. Some still consider him the criminal.

CREATOR INFO

NAME: Karma AGE: 20 PRONOUNS: he/him DISCORD HANDLE: caffeinated karma#8856

CHARACTER INFO

FULL NAME: Virgil Francis SPECIES: Human (avian hybrid) GENDER: male, he/him AGE: 19 (physically) OCCUPATION:  n/a, apprentice under Delia (if he can convince her) CURRENT RESIDENCE: Currently staying with Delia

FACTION: witches (for now)

PERSONALITY:  honest but blunt, tends to be rather insensitive at times, generally very patient, critical, solitary, self serving, hard working and studious, persistent, perceptive, competitive, somewhat old fashioned, frugal, adaptive.

BACKSTORY: Virgil grew up in a Roman Catholic Orphanage in Vermont in the 1970s. He had been brought there at the age of five, after his primary caretaker— his grandfather— had passed. Facing a abuse at the shelter, he primarily kept to himself in the library. There, he became interested in witchcraft at the age of 14, and studied the practice in secret. After he had obtained his first familiar, he ran away from the shelter on his 15th birthday. His familiar was a companion to him for him after he had ran away, the two of them taking care of each other.

There were familiar ties to the practice that he was unaware of until his abilities strengthened. Virgil’s parents had worked closely with a warlock at the time. There was an accident that had occurred one night, killing both of them. After Virgil had learned of this mishap from a vision, he sought out revenge.

But it wasn’t only revenge that Virgil was seeking. He wanted power, too. His powers grew, and he was seeking out for more. In order to fulfill this desire, he planned on finding the sorcerer responsible for the death of his parents. 

Considering how he was only 19 at the time, and severely limited in the time he had spent working on his powers, it was stupid to go after a powerful sorcerer. He knew that the best way to go after the man was to destroy something of value to him first, to weaken the entity. He targeted the sorcerer’s child first. He wasn’t intending to kill the kid, but more so hold him hostage, but he was mistaken in his methods. 

His decision had only angered the sorcerer further in their fight, and Virgil quickly lost to him. Virgil was not exactly killed. To punish Virgil, he was sent to a state between limbo and hell. Virgil spent centuries there, the fabric of his being torn again and again, Virgil reliving his last moments on a loop.

It was his familiar that brought him out. His familiar was no pet, as would seem for some witches, but more so a weak demon that he had summoned and given a mannequin-like body to. In the time that the two of them had been together, mutual feelings had developed, though Virgil never gave into such feelings. He even left his familiar the night that he had gone to fight the sorcerer. His familiar sacrificed theirself to bring him out of this hellish state, when they had finally learned about the truth of their master. However, their power was not strong enough to bring Virgil back in his true, human form. Virgil needed to be... smaller. 

Virgil was brought out of limbo in the form of a crow. Centuries had passed since he had died. He was alone now, without his familiar and without a voice. He spent a long time flying, hoping to find someone to bring him back. 

It was then that he found himself in Consequence Point. There, a witch named Delia Forestier resided and felt his distress. It was only by chance that she had discovered him, as he was the crow that often broke into her chicken coop and wreaked havoc on her eggs. She brought him back to his original form…. Mostly. Virgil has difficulty maintaining this form under stress or when he is feeling especially weak. Often times, when he is having a particularly difficult time with his health and emotional state, he will slowly start to revert to the crow form. Furthermore, Virgil’s memories are severely disrupted, and the state of his body is permanently damaged.

With his lost memories were many of his abilities; all the work he had done to get to where he was before is now lost, and he must study again to hopefully get to where he was before. However, Delia refuses to teach him. Not only has she retired magic, but Virgil had an unsettling intensity about him. There was a particular interest in dark magic that worried Delia. 

If Virgil can’t convince her now, he intends on running away with more power later. However, he can’t do that until the barrier is down. Perhaps he would just run away with her books to study— or perhaps he would go for a more sinister, questionable way of regaining his powers quickly. 

REPUTATION: Doesn’t have much of a reputation aside from the fact that he had seemed to suddenly appear in town. To try and shake off suspicion of Virgil’s sudden appearance in town, Delia claims that Virgil is a sickly family member who managed to come into town before the barrier went up. 

Her son, Alphonse, isn’t too thrilled by this alibi. Especially since Virgil is now recuperating in his old room. 

Weird fella who goes out into the heat with a scarf. Said scarf is always over his mouth when he is in public. 

ADDITIONAL INFO:

- He is 6′2

- Partially blind in his left eye. 

- Left foot is severely damaged and completely incapable of use. May need to have it amputated, as it hasn’t been healing right, even with Delia’s salves. 

- Torn hole in his left cheek. Teeth his visible.

- often has dizzy spells and migraines

- sometimes coughs up feathers... though he hopes that this will only last for a few weeks. 

- during his time spent recuperating in Delia’s home, he spent most of his time online.

- well versed in scripture and likely will spend a lot of his time around the church of Consequence once he is able to go around more. 

- used to have long hair that went down to his mid back, but it was torn—like him—during his time in limbo.

- gay, single (though he isn’t actively looking for a relationship right now)