#degrees of lewdity | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

dollya-robinprotector · 2 days

Text

Oh, right! Remember I said Lya was carrying Robin's twins?

And if they're two girls, Aria is getting a twin sister, if they're twin boys they're gonna be added to the kids' squad at the Farm? Well, here they are! The Homestead AU gets an update with the twins' arrival!

Allow me to introduce: Aria and Sonata!!

More information and images under the cut!

They're identical, so I don't make anything different for Sonata from Aria, I just updated the already-there Aria's design. Though if you look at them long enough surely you'll see some differences.

Aria and Sonata, besides their obvious meanings in English, also have their respective meanings in Japanese Kanji.

Aria - 照愛 with 照 (Teru) means to Shine, to Illuminate and 愛 (Ai) means Love, Affection, to love and to cherish.

Sonata - 空遥 with 空 (Sora) means the Sky, Aether and 遥 (Haruka) means Faraway, Distant.

Their name combined into a Symphony, as well as something like "A vast blue sky illuminated by your love"

Muahahahaha these are genius I'm such a name-meaning nerd ( I research my ass off for these names despite the fact I don't know a single Kanji thank you Google-san)

Their personalities also match their name, as I expected. Aria is the more "quiet and thoughtful" one. While Sonata is clearly a more "cheerful and active" one. While Aria had some up-and-down moods, Sonata stays gleeful.

First interaction and Aria is already catching a song.

Due to the inheritance Harpy transforms through their mother, they're both musically gifted and have Sharp Eyes. I've mentioned before that Aria can sing well, now, for Sonata, she probably can sing too but would choose to play instrument instead. They're big sisters among the kids, and Sonata would blend in very well since she's just like Aria. and they're inseparable.

"Okay guys, the bad guys are here tonight as well. So we should behave and sleep by ourselves. Maa and Dad and Pat will be busy."

"At least Paa will stay with us. Ya, that's right Nora~"

"I'm scared... Will Ma and Dad and Pat be okay?"

"They will Zan, they surely will."

#I'm having a BABY FEVER AAAAAAAAAAAA #hashtag: proud meemaw drawing her grandchildren #dollya art #dol #degrees of lewdity #dol fanart #robin the orphan #dol robin #DoL: Homestead AU #tw pregnancy #cw pregnancy

178 notes · View notes

nuesora · 2 days

Text

More blue archive au but m! Kylar

Squish my tiny jealousy bun bun *squish squish*

#dol #degrees of lewdity #dol fanart #dol kylar #kylar the loner #blue archive au #doodle #doodles

153 notes · View notes

just-dol-headshots · 14 hours

Note

DO YOU ALSO HAVE… FEM SWAP WHITNEY DESIGN… can the sapphics have fem swap whitney too 🤲

You’ve become really popular at the temple, you know?

Fem Whitney the Faithful design finally!! And you might even be able to convince her to grow her hair out ;)

#jdolh art #dol #degrees of lewdity #swap au #swap whitney #whitney the faithful #dol whitney #degrees of lewdity whitney

73 notes · View notes

miku-meeku · 2 days

Text

i forced @alopex26 to draw whitney for me HEHEHHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHE

#dol #dol whitney #whitney the bully #degrees of lewdity #ight that is all folks

87 notes · View notes

propertyofwhitney67 · 3 days

Text

Finally got the Kylar piss scene, now I want to get the fem one bc I like it better.

#tw piss #tw piss kink #dol #dol screenshot #scene sharing #dol kylar #kylar the loner #degrees of lewdity

71 notes · View notes

worldendunit · 2 days

Text

testing some csp brushes

#degrees of lewdity #dol #dol pc #dol robin #robin the orphan #ivory wraith #dol ivory wraith #pc: iris the relentless

56 notes · View notes

ajaxless · 2 days

Text

Living for the headcanon that Bailey knows about all the crap PC goes through and is totally unphased.

Bullied at school? Eh.

Abducted by an obsessed stalker? Who cares?

Abducted by a giant bird? Whatever.

Joined a pack of wolves? Meh.

Diddled by their teachers? Oh well, is that how they're making him money?

Turned into a cow? No sweat.

Arrested? Big whoop, they'll escape.

It's not because he doesn't care about PC (I mean he doesn't, but it's not the main reason) it's just because he's so used to their bullshit and the nonsense they get into that he doesn't care anymore. Dude just shrugs and knows they'll walk it off. I imagine a scenario where Briar is talking to Bailey about how PC is their best money maker in the brothel while PC casually gets abducted by a guy in a van in the background. Bailey watches with a deadpan expression. Meanwhile Briar is upset because of the money they'll lose if PC goes missing forever. Bailey just shrugs and tells em to give PC three days and resumes the conversation as if nothing happened.

PC being a bad luck magnet is fucking hilarious to me, I'm sorry. Something about Bailey watching something awful happening to PC while sipping his morning coffee makes me giggle. He just nods solemnly and knows they're back on their bullshit. Especially if all this stuff is happening to PC and PC alone. Everyone else is "normal" (rape still happens, significantly less frequently to everyone else though.) Like, what are the chances that one of the first times PC goes outside without gaurds / protection from the orphanage, that they are immediately accosted by tutorial guy/girl?

#degrees of lewdity #dol #dol bailey #bailey the caretaker

55 notes · View notes

propertyofkylar · 2 days

Text

prompt event: date night (m!whitney x f!pc)

word count: 1815

tags: 12. romantic, 15. date night, cunnilingus, penetrative sex, canon-compliant name-calling

You were walking out of the school grounds when you were interrupted by a cigarette butt smacking the back of your head. Whirling around in surprise, you came face-to-face with your boyfriend.

“Oi,” Whitney said, with an unpleasant look on his face. You tensed up slightly as he walked closer to you. “Slut. You’re not doing anything tonight.”

It wasn’t really a question, but you nodded anyway. “Um, yeah. I’m free.”

That satisfied Whitney. “Good.”

“Can…I ask why?” You asked hesitantly, but Whitney replied with one of his signature smirks.

“Because I’m taking you out on a date. Be ready. And make sure you look nice, yeah?” He shoved past you, delivering a sharp smack to your ass as he did so. “Don’t be sloppy. I’m picking you up.”

Just like that, he was gone.

You stood uncomfortably in front of the orphanage, shifting in your high heels. It wasn’t like you were unaccustomed to dates. You went on plenty. But with Whitney? Never. The two of you made out in public, you fucked in school, every once in a while you visited Whitney’s place but that mostly was just to fuck in his bed. He had never taken you - or anyone, as far as you knew - on an actual date. It was honestly mildly terrifying.

Your thoughts were broken by the sound of footsteps and you looked up to see Whitney approaching. He looked pretty nice himself - he had on a pair of khakis and an unbuttoned shirt over a t-shirt.

When he got close to you, he looked you up and down appraisingly. Then, he gave a short nod. “Nice,” Whitney said simply.

“Thanks. You look good, too,” you replied. You couldn’t hold back the burning question on your mind, though. “What are we doing?”

Whitney tossed an arm around your shoulder and gestured for you to start walking. “I told you. I’m taking you out on a date.”

“Why?”

He shook his head, a look of mock offense on his face. “Because you’ve been a good slut, and I wanted to reward you. Isn’t that enough?”

You still felt a little uneasy, but he was being surprisingly genuine. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to go along with it.

“I’m taking you out to dinner,” Whitney elaborated. “My treat. Whatever my slut wants, she gets.”

That surprised you. “Really?”

“Well, just don’t be a dumbass about it, yeah?” He pinched your side. “If you go and order the most expensive thing on the menu, I’m walking out and leaving you to pay.”

The two of you continued walking until you reached the outside of a nice café. It wasn’t the fanciest place in town by far, but it was still nicer than you would have expected from Whitney.

You went to reach for the door, but Whitney grabbed your wrist. “Hold on.”

He pulled you toward him, then set his hands on your waist and kissed you deeply. You instinctively leaned in, throwing your arms around his neck and kissing him back.

After a few moments, Whitney pulled back, his eyes closed and a smile on his face. “Mm. Thanks for that, slut. Let’s go.”

Once the two of you were inside and seated, you couldn’t help but stare at him. Eventually he noticed, and looked back at you with an irritated look. “What?”

“Dunno,” you shrugged. “Just nice. Didn’t expect this.”

He frowned, a hint of blush creeping across his face. “I can be nice too, y’know.”

That made you laugh. “I don’t know if I really believe that.”

Whitney was fully blushing now, and he looked away from you. “Whatever. See if I ever do anything nice for you again, slut.” But his tone was teasing and he accented the sentence by flicking his crumpled up straw wrapper at you.

You hadn’t opened your straw yet, so you seized the opportunity to tear the top of the wrapper off and blow it at Whitney. It smacked him right in the forehead and he turned to you with genuine surprise. That quickly morphed into a smirk that sent a chill through your body.

“Oh, you’re in for it now, slut,” he said, searching the space for anything else he could fling at you. But he was unsuccessful and took a moment to sulk, which made you laugh out loud. Whitney gave your shoulder a playful shove, then leaned to whisper in your ear. “Guess I’ll make you pay later.”

You suddenly became very interested in the menu.

As you were finishing your last bite of dessert, Whitney was absentmindedly twirling a lock of your hair around his fingers. You gave him a smile and he suddenly blushed again, looking away.

“What?” You were genuinely curious.

But he just sighed.

“It’s nothing,” Whitney mumbled, laying his head on his arm. “Just shut the fuck up. Okay?”

And so you did, and soon enough, Whitney had finished paying and the two of you were leaving the restaurant.

As soon as you walked out, he caught your wrist with his hand. You barely had opened your mouth to protest before he was on you, pressing you against an alley wall as his hands slid up your thighs.

“You’re such a fucking tease,” he mumbled against your skin while his lips assaulted your neck. “You were just begging for me to bend you over the table and fuck you in front of everyone.”

You felt your body growing hot under Whitney’s skilled touch. His hands groped your ass and you felt him smirk.

“And no panties. I’ve trained you well,” Whitney said. But just as suddenly as he began, he stopped. He pulled you out of the alley and started walking again.

You, again, tried to protest, but the brief endeavor had left you light-headed, so all that came out was a few odd sounds and squeaks.

“What?” Whitney replied, as if you had actually spoken any sort of human language. “I promised my slut a date night. What kind of romantic boyfriend would I be if I fucked you in that alley like some common whore. I’m taking you home.” He flashed you a wink and you felt weak in the knees.

The two of you walked the familiar route to Whitney’s place, neither speaking. The air was so thick with sexual tension you were afraid that if you opened your mouth, you wouldn’t be able to help yourself. So you opted to stay silent and presumably, Whitney was feeling the same way. He didn’t say anything, but the feeling of his hand gripping yours said enough.

You barely made it into Whitney’s room before he was slamming the door behind him, kicking off his shoes, and shoving you down on his bed.

“You have been begging for this all night, slut,” he practically growled as he kissed you aggressively, grinding his crotch into yours. “Feel that? That’s all your fault.”

“Whitney…” you whimpered as he tugged a fistful of your hair. He pushed you so you were laying flat and then crawled over you. His eyes were dark and he was panting.

Leaning back on his heels, Whitney sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “You just look so…fuck!”

You tilted your head in confusion, but Whitney dove back in, pushing your skirt up to your hips and slipping a hand between your thighs. “Of course you’re already fucking dripping. Not that I would expect anything less.”

He crawled back and positioned his head between your legs. “You drive me fucking crazy. Just know that.”

Then he flicked his tongue against your clit and you moaned.

Whitney began eating you out, truly, like a man starved. He rarely went down on you, which made this even more special. He expertly alternated between licking and light sucking, eagerly lapping you up.

You tried to speak again, to tell him to slow down, but all you could manage was to weakly moan his name. This had the opposite effect of what you wanted, further encouraging him. His nails were digging into your thighs and when you looked down and made eye contact with him, things were too much.

You cried out and your back arched off the bed as you came, Whitney still drinking up your juices. As you came down from the high he finally pulled back, wiping the back of his hand across his mouth, the lower half of his face shiny and slick.

“Tastes good,” he said with a smirk, tugging off his pants. His cock looked almost painfully hard and flushed, precum dripping from the tip. You reached out to touch it but Whitney quickly was positioned between your legs. He teased your clit with the head of his dick, eliciting a squeak from you.

Then, he slid into you, letting out a sharp gasp in the process. He mumbled something that sounded like “I love you” but your head had gone fuzzy from the feeling of him stretching you out, so you weren’t entirely sure.

“So fucking good,” Whitney groaned as he slowly started thrusting. “How’s a slut like you feel so fucking tight?”

Whitney yanked down the top of your dress and began to grope your tits and pinch your nipples. His hand on your body, the feeling of his cock inside you - it was all too good.

“F-fuck,” you managed to squeak out. “Feels so good, Whit…”

His face was flushed as he pounded even harder into you, lifting up your leg to get even deeper. “Oh my god,” you gasped, wrapping your arms around his back and digging your nails into the bare skin under his shirt.

“I-I,” you started but that was all you got out before your second orgasm hit you. You squeezed your eyes shut as you rode the wave of pleasure, your mouth falling open and only short, breathy sounds coming out.

Whitney was fucking you hard, the bed frame squeaking with every thrust. He was panting when suddenly he pulled out of you and stroked his cock as he came. Ropes of cum shot out and sprayed across your tits and the front of your dress.

“Fuck, slut,” his shoulders were heaving. “You fucking…” he left the rest of that thought unfinished.

“Mm,” was the only response you could give as you were still recovering. The two of you sat in silence briefly before you sat up. “Hey. You got cum on my nice dress.”

Whitney shrugged and flopped down next to you, propping himself up on one arm. “You shouldn’t have looked so hot in it. It’s your own fault.”

You turned to face him, a small smile on your face. “Well. Thanks for the date night.”

He blushed again. “Don’t mention it. I mean it.”

You nuzzled into him, resting your head on his chest. His heart was still beating fast. “You got it.”

#degrees of lewdity #dol #whitney the bully #dol whitney #dol fanfic #dol whitney x reader #prompt event #writing #okkayyyy didnt turn out EXACTLY how i wanted but still good enough methinks #i wanted whit to be a lil more romantic - a lil less tsun tsun a lil more dere dere -#but i couldnt work it otu ASFDSADFSS so have some implied love ig

55 notes · View notes

dol-luriluth · 2 days

Text

figured out how to draw robin !! so heres a bunch of robin and cassius doodles

#degrees of lewdity #dol #dol pc #robin the orphan #shroom art

57 notes · View notes

hakugin0 · 2 days

Text

it was only supposed to be a quick ref ueeeee because i don't function without making refs for my children, anyway dolPC 'cause it's been slowly eating me these past few weeks.