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My Rankings for TTPD (Before & After Listening)

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Smutty Alphabet (Kassandra | Assassin’s Creed Odyssey)

Summary — Smutty Alphabet Prompts for Kassandra from Assassin’s Creed Odyssey!

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Nothing but smut, so tags aplenty!

Notes ➳ Word Count is 1,046. ➳ Reader uses feminine pronouns (she/her). ➳ Based on these prompts by fairy-tail-babes.

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aftercare — what are they like after sex?

she’d never admit it, but she becomes quite soft and sentimental after being with you. conversations in hushed voices while she runs her warm hands over your bare skin, tucking you deep into her ribs in a fruitless effort to melt your bodies into one.

body part — what’s their favorite body part of theirs? of their partner’s?

she likes her arms the most — and why wouldn’t she? a lot of blood, sweat, and tears have gone into building those muscles. she loves how easily they allow her to pin you beneath her, how they frame your body as she sinks her teeth into your neck. she adores your eyes, especially after she’s made you cum more times that you can count. she loves the tired glaze that overtakes them as they droop with a sudden need for sleep. she can’t help but be satisfied with herself upon seeing how they sparkle with fresh tears, begging for her more, more, more.

cum — anything to do with cum.

she loves making you cum on her fingers. it gives her the chance to make you watch as she pulls her glistening digits out of your pussy before she presses them against her tongue and sucks them clean. then, as soon as she’s done, they’re shoved right back inside your tight entrance until you’re left shaking and crying in her arms.

dirty secret — pretty self explanatory. what’s a dirty secret of theirs?

she wants nothing more than to find an artist who would paint her a portrait of you. (with nothing on, of course.) however, she has yet to find a painter with enough talent to do your beauty justice.

experience — how experienced are they?

she has explored nearly every corner of the greek world, meeting people and helping those in need of a misthios. it’s basically a given that she’s had a few relationships prior to finding you. i’d say she’s pretty experienced in more ways than one.

favorite position — this goes without saying.

69. she loves having your dripping pussy right in her face while your tongue explores her folds. her fingers dig into the flesh of your ass, allowing her to hold you down while you eat each other out.

goofy — are they serious or humorous?

this one is a little difficult because while she’s a rather serious person, she also has an awkward streak. despite being a misthios who meets people from all walks of life, this woman has little to no social skills. therefore, things might get silly, but it’s not necessarily intentional.

hair — how well groomed are they?

like most women in ancient greece, her appearance is kept as neat as possible. everything is cleaned and trimmed regularly.

intimacy — how are they during sex?

she may be rough and tough on the outside, but kassandra is far from cruel. she lays kisses on your exposed collarbones, whispering your name with a smile on her face. she wants nothing more than to be close to you. deep down, it’s love she craves, and you’re always willing to provide.

jack off — masturbation headcanon.

she loves making you get off in front of her. she bites her lip and chuckles whenever you beg for help because you can’t cum without her anymore. she’s got you wrapped around her finger, literally and figuratively.

kink — one or more of their kinks.

she loves overpowering you. as i said before, she’s worked hard to build up her physique, so she’s constantly using it to her advantage. she enjoys grabbing and manhandling you into whatever position she wants, no matter the time or place.

location — favorite places to have sex.

as a traveler, she can’t afford to be picky, though she does have a particular interest in tossing you onto the ground next to campfires. what does it matter if someone sees?

motivation — what turns them on?

when you beg her for more, no matter how sweaty and exhausted you are. she could listen to those pleas forever.

no — something they wouldn’t do.

despite all her strength, i don’t think she’d hit or slap you. maybe an occasional spank, but nothing more than that.

oral — do they prefer giving or receiving?

it can go either way with her, but she often leans towards giving. she’s never been one to waste a good meal.

pace — are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?

whatever you prefer. if it’s her decision, though, expect to see stars as fucks you into oblivion.

quickie — their opinions on quickies.

she’s a fan, mostly because she’s always on the move. any chance she gets, she’s bringing her horse to a stop on a mountain path, yanking you off the saddle, and then having her way with you on a nearby patch of grass before the journey continues.

risk — are they down to experiment? do they take risks?

she’s always ready to try out new, pleasurable ideas. whether they come from your mind or hers, she doesn’t hesitate to implement them. as for taking risks? this is kassandra we’re talking about.

stamina — how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?

as a misthios, she has a lot of stamina and endurance, so expect to be wrapped up in her for at least four or five rounds. the real question is, can you keep up?

toy — how do they feel about toys?

she prefers to be the only source of your pleasure. however, if you ask to bring an olisboi into the mix, she won’t deny your request.

unfair — do they like teasing their partner?

one hundred percent, no doubt about it. teasing is just another part of the whole ‘overpowering you’ kink she’s got going on. she mostly does this by edging you over and over until you’re sobbing uncontrollably into your pillow.

volume — how loud are they? what sounds do they make?

why would she be quiet when she could let everyone know she’s yours? she isn’t afraid to let other people know what’s going on behind closed doors. with your mouth delving into the space between her legs, she has no shame, tossing her head back with every moan that escapes her.

wild card — a random headcanon.

i feel like she’s into pussy inspections for some reason. like, she needs to see exactly how much you came, how messy you are, and if she needs to keep going.

x-ray — what’s going on under those clothes?

her pussy is literally gorgeous. it’s a nice shade of tan that glistens in the light whenever she’s wet. you can’t help but pull apart her folds to play with her clit whenever she spreads her legs for you.

yearning — how high is their sex drive?

most of the time, she enjoys having sex as a way to relieve stress and take a break from her life, in which danger seems to be never-ending. therefore, considering how busy she usually is, i’d say she has a pretty average sex drive (but only because she’s too distracted by nearly everyone in the greek world trying to murder her every day).

zzz — how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?

it takes her a while. she’s your protector and primary source of comfort, so she usually waits for you to fall asleep first. she wants to make sure you don’t need anything — like another round — before her dreams take over.

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heyy hope ur doing well, I was wondering if you could make a headcannon for "dating them would include" for jay? im unsure if you are still writing for descendants, so apologies incase you arnt. I hope u have a great day.

hey, anon! i’m still writing for descendants and i’m working on a request for this at the moment! (maybe you’re the same anon who asked for it?? it was sent in not too long ago) ❤️

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Could I request a fic with jj maybank if you're still doing him?

Both him and the reader are in love with each other but refuse to admit it for two different reasons. One, he's in denial and 2 the reader bc she doesn't think he feels the same way bc of all the girls he has and one night the whole gang is at the kegger and somehow the reader ends up kissing Rafe and she enjoys it but he's not who she wants and Rafe obv just wanted a piece of ass but the pogues see and they're not very happy with her especially jj and she apologizes to them but jj won't accept it and she snaps asking him why is it a big deal because he has all these other girls when she barley kisses any guys and he calls her selfish then ends their friendship which makes her laugh not thinking he's serious but when she realizes he is she shut down and leaves not speaking to anyone for weeks but I REFUSE TO HAVE A SAD ENDING so they get back to talking and u can decide how they tell each other they love each other. Sorry if that was to much or explained weird 😭. (Please tell me if u can or can't do this fic!)

can i make it two parts for some extra angst 👀👀

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always the booper, never the booped

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Interrogation Tactics (König | Call of Duty)

Summary — After König returns from deployment, the two of you indulge in some roleplay.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Smut (rough reunion sex between partners; interrogation roleplay (König pretends to be a dangerous stranger); oral (male receiving, brief female receiving, face fucking); penetration (vaginal, anal); cum is literally everywhere; spit kink; breeding kink; bondage and being tied up; lots of degradation (name-calling); slapping and spanking; slight housewife kink; brief usage of a blindfold; brief usage of a knife; brief discussion about safe words; tons of dirty talk; cursing; König speaks German a lot); I love masked men too much for my own good.

Notes ➳ Word count is 4,503. ➳ Reader uses feminine pronouns (she/her). ➳ Google Translate was used for the German in this work. You can find translations at the end. If you have any corrections, please let me know!

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The darkness caused by the blindfold over your eyes left nothing but anxiety curling within your stomach. Your wrists ached from the tightly knot rope that held them firmly behind your back. Another was secured around your hips, keeping you pinned to the chair you had been forced to sit in.

You felt numb, unsure of how long you had been like this. The entire house had been silent for quite some time. Aside from the occasional sound of shuffling that came from downstairs, letting you know that you most certainly were not alone, of course.

The sound of heavy footsteps suddenly ascending to the second floor of your home made your muscles tense. The knob of your bedroom door rattled as it opened. Heart pounding in your chest, you whimpered fearfully upon hearing the lock click.

“Oh, no need for all that,” muttered a deep accent, the footsteps slowly growing closer. “I’m only here to have a chat. Answer my questions and then you can be free. If I’m feeling generous.”

“Please—! Ah!”

A large hand harshly grabbed your throat and tilted your head back. You could feel the piercing eyes of your assailant drilling into you, even with the blindfold obstructing your vision. Tears began to well up as you were left struggling to breathe.

A deep chuckle made your heart sink, “Tell me what you know about your husband’s mission. When will he return?”

You sputtered, voice cracking under his tight grip, “I don’t know. Please, I don’t know anything. He doesn’t tell me about his work.”

He grunted, unsatisfied with your answer. It was the same one you had given him when he had initially arrived.

“Liar,” he growled, hand moving up to squeeze your face. “Maybe I need to use other methods to get answers out of you.”

“What?” you whimpered. “What are you talking about?”

“You heard me,” he muttered, and you could almost envision an arrogant smirk on his face. “A good fucking should make you squeal. Besides, I haven’t been inside a pussy in so long. You’re lucky that you get to be the first to experience my cock after so many months. I always go hard after being out of commission for a long time.”

You felt a cold, sharp blade suddenly run over your skin. You tensed at the feeling. After swiftly cutting the rope around your hips, he ripped off the blindfold as well. Your tears blurred your vision, hardly letting you see the knife that he held up to your face as your eyes adjusted to the dark room.

“Now let’s get started,” he chuckled. “I’m gonna enjoy this.”

A pit grew in your stomach as you took in his appearance. He was ginormous, especially in height, dwarfing you in every way. He wore a dark uniform, though a lot of his gear has been taken and shoved into a corner of the room. His face was entirely covered by a mask, only allowing you to see his narrowed eyes.

He yanked you off the chair, setting his knife down in your place as he pushed you onto your knees. His eyes softened and your husband’s true nature broke through when you yelped at the sudden pain in your knees after they collided with the floor.

“We still got a safe word, Schatz?” he muttered, breaking his character as a cruel interrogator in order to caress your cheek. “It’s been so long, I can’t remember.”

“It’s ‘purple’,” you replied, nuzzling into his touch, wishing you could feel him properly.

König nodded, quietly admiring you for a moment, “You okay to keep going?”

Upon letting him know you were, he pinched your chin softly before sliding his hand back to your throat, “Good girl.”

He grinned beneath his mask when you let out a whine, each of you falling back into your chosen roles. He used his free hand to undo his pants.

Your eyes still sparkled with remnants of tears. He can’t help but roll his eyes. How did he ever end up with a weak thing like you?

König stuffed his hand inside his pants and pulled himself out. Similar to the rest of him, his cock was huge. It throbbed and twitched in his hand, swollen from being trapped within his tight briefs. It was completely hard and ready to be used however he desired.

Strengthening his grip on your throat, he tilted his head at you, “Machen Sie sich bereit zum Saugen.”

He pressed himself to your face, grinding his balls over your skin as he began stroking himself. Lining them up with your chin and flattening his cock against you, he laughed upon realizing he was long enough to exceed the length of your face.

“Can’t wait to make you swallow,” he muttered. “My cock is so big compared to you, you’re going to feel it all the way down your throat. C’mere!”

The hand around your neck moved to your face, forcing your mouth open. König wasted no time in slapping his leaking tip against your tongue. He smeared his precum over your lips. You whined fearfully when he then leaned down to lick it up, only to spit it into your mouth seconds later.

“Time to use that sweet, wet mouth of yours.”

You gagged around him, tears welling up once more, when he suddenly shoved his tip to the back of your throat. He grasped your head with his hands, harshly pressing down on your temples, to begin guiding your mouth on and off his thick length.

He quickly became soaked in more of your spit with every rough thrust. You audibly gagged and choked each time he sank into your mouth.

“Saugen!” he exclaimed, laughing as you attempted to free your wrists from their restraints behind your back. “Finish me with your mouth! Kleine Hure!”

His heavy balls slapped your chin with every movement. He almost couldn’t believe he had gone months without feeling you like this. He almost wanted to apologize for being so rough with you, only to remember that this was what you wanted.

You asked him to stay in his uniform and intimidate the living hell out of you while he took on the role of an enemy interrogator. You wanted to be tied up and used like you were nothing but flesh and pleasure for him.

And he wanted to fulfill those dreams of yours.

Eyes rolling back, he began to thrust even harder. The wet sounds of your mouth made his cock twitch.

“What would—? Ugh! Fuck!” he groaned. “What would your husband think of you? His precious housewife, desperate for attention, on your knees like a slut for a man you don’t even know?”

König felt sick whenever he thought about you while he was gone. He’d imagine you all alone as you took care of things at home, waiting for him to send his military payments. All so you could keep being the good housewife he wanted you to be since the two of you got married. You had earned this for being so patient.

His hands shoved your head down as far as it could go onto his cock. He sank deep into you, sighing when your nose met his pelvis. His hips circled in order to grind his balls against your skin, allowing him to listen to your gags and sputters as spit gathered at the corners of your mouth.

“Ah!” he moaned, and then another laugh escaped him. “Such a perfect hole, aren’t you, Maus? So good at choking on cock—! Ugh!”

He pulled you off, chuckling deeply, enjoying the sight of you. Covered in spit and sweat, gasping for any semblance of air, and fat tears rolling down your cheeks. You were so pretty.

“Please,” you panted with a sob, playing your role as a pathetic captive perfectly. “Please, I can’t take it anymore! Wait—!”

His cock forcefully shoving itself back into your mouth silenced your pleas. König glared through his mask, and scoffed, “Shut up! You’re fucking starved for attention, don’t deny it! How about this? Since you’re so hungry, you can eat up all my cum when I squirt it down your tight throat!”

He thrust in and out of your mouth at a lightning pace, balls slapping and bouncing off your face. There was no remorse in his eyes, only a dark glimmer of pleasure, as he used you for his personal desires.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed. “Fucking taking it, aren’t you? Look at that bulge in your throat. Never had a cock this big before, I bet.”

The sensation of his length suddenly aching and twitching sent shivers down his spine. The mushroom-shaped head collided with the back of your throat with every movement of his hips. It sank deep into you each time, leaving you to choke in its wake.

“Ugh! I’m gonna cum!” he huffed, quickly giving you a harsh slap to make you cry around him. "Eat my cum when I let go in your mouth, hungrige Schlampe! Your husband shouldn’t have left you alone with a throat like this! Ah, shit! It’s like a fucking glory hole — used before, but still good enough to cum inside!”

With one last thrust, he flooded your mouth with his thick, salty release. You were once forced against his pelvis. He held you there, grinning and moaning with every burst of cum that squirted down your throat. His heavy load left you with no option but to swallow around his length.

Pulling out, he stroked himself hard and fast, groaning loudly as you whimpered. König slapped his cock against your face. His length trembled in his grip from the overstimulation.

“Want some on that pretty face too,” gasped König. “Want you covered in it like you’re my personal cumslut—! Oh!”

He made himself cum again. Sighing, groaning, and cursing as he did so, he watched his second wave of release squirt onto your face. He doused your skin in a mess of white, creamy cum.

He smiled as he admired your dirty appearance. Rubbing cock against you to smear his cum, he listened to the way you gasped and sobbed, “Please! I told you I don’t know anything! You’ve done enough!”

“Oh, but Armer Liebling,” he cooed with a dark glimmer in his eyes, “I still haven’t used your pussy yet.”

He almost laughed upon seeing your eyes widen. Slapping his cock against your mouth and nose, he beamed down at your pathetic, stained expression.

“Up you get,” he said, pulling you up by the hair and grinning when you cried out in pain. “Time to let me fuck that cunt of yours. I’m sure it’s nice and tight.”

He dragged you down onto your bed. Hands still bound behind your back, it was pretty much impossible to fight back against his overwhelming strength as he shoved your face into the comforter before lifting your hips.

“Face down, ass up,” he muttered. “Genau wie eine Hure.”

You pleaded with him to rethink his actions as he removed any and all clothing from your lower half, “I’ll give you whatever you want! Money, anything! Just let me go! Please, don’t make me—! Mmph!”

He’d apparently gotten tired of your begging, deciding to lean down and shove your removed underwear into your mouth as a gag.

Listening to you cough around the fabric, he rolled his eyes, “Den Mund halten! Ich bin fertig mit diesem Spermaloch, das du Mund nennst!”

With the side of your face shoved into the bed, you could barely see what he was doing as he kneeled behind you. A loud slap resounded through the air, leaving you to yelp into your makeshift gag.

König palmed your ass before giving it a much harder slap. He continued his cruel actions, spanking you more and more harshly as he went on. He wanted it to bruise in order to leave you with a painful piece of evidence that he had used you for his own desires.

“Let’s take a look at this pussy, shall we?” he chuckled.

You tried your best to resist the way he spread you open from behind. He pinned down your struggling legs the moment you attempted to squirm out of his hold.

Another mean slap made your flesh ache. You squealed into your underwear, shaking your head in hopes he would release you.

Satisfied that he had stopped you from resisting, he spread you open again. Wider this time, of course, so he could show you that he planned on doing whatever he wanted.

He wasted no time in shoving two fingers deep into your pussy, which was wet with your slick. Muffled cries escaped your body as he pumped them in and out a few times before removing them.

He slipped them beneath his mask and placed them against his tongue, licking and sucking your taste off his fingers, “So eine köstliche Muschi. Vielleicht lasse ich dich gefesselt, damit ich es heute Abend zum Abendessen essen kann.”

He spread you even wider until he could see your asshole as well. He smirked to himself and, unbeknownst to you, decided to save that for later. He wanted to ruin your cunt first.

Lifting his mask just above his nose, he leaned down to spit onto your sweet pussy. After licking a long stripe over your entrance, he rubbed his nose against you, taking in your wet scent with a satisfied hum.

“Love the smell of eager pussy,” he muttered, kissing your leaking hole before rising to his knees. “Almost as much as I love the taste.”

He then took you by surprise. He shoved his hard, thick cock into you without warning. Your eyes widened, a new burst of tears pouring out, as he began thrusting in and out of your squelching entrance.

“Oh, yes! You’re as tight as I imagined! Strangle my cock with that perfect cunt!” he commanded, delivering another series of hard slaps to your swollen ass. “No wonder your husband married a pathetic brat like you! He knew how good your pussy is at getting fucked!”

His heavy, aching balls hit you with every thrust. He grunted and groaned with every movement of his hips. He even let out a strained laugh when your eyes rolled back in both pain and pleasure.

The underwear in your mouth was soaked in your spit, doing little to muffle to the shrieks, gasps, and cries that escaped you. Tied up and firmly held by the hips, you couldn’t do anything but take the large cock that was currently abusing your leaking pussy.

“You like that, Schatz? Huh? You like being pounded by my fat cock, don’t you?” he gasped, sweating heavily due to the growing heat underneath his mask. “You’ll like it even more when I breed this pussy over and over again. I’m gonna leave you as nothing but a destroyed hole for me to use in my spare time.”

You shrieked at the mention of him releasing his orgasm inside your body. You could only imagine how many times he’d fill you up if he got his way.

“That’s right,” he chuckled, leaning down and hunching over you in order to whisper into your ear. “I’m gonna come back every night from now on to fuck you raw and dump my load inside this tight hole. Imagine your husband finally coming back from deployment, only to find you captured and being pumped full of a stranger’s cum. Maybe he’ll be angry, or maybe he’ll want to join the fun. What do you think?”

You wriggled against him, shaking your head as more sobs wracked your body. A thick layer of sweat covered your skin. Your body was becoming numb from the pleasure that was growing between your legs.

König chuckled into your ear, still leaning over you, his chest flush against your back, both of which were still clothed.

Warm hands slid from your hips, traveling beneath your shirt to flatten themselves against your stomach. König rubbed one in a slow circle while nipping at your shoulders.

“Gonna put my baby right here,” he said. “Need to fill up your womb first, but best believe I’ll keep cumming inside this quivering pussy until you’re all nice and round with the result of my sperm.”

He grinned at the feeling of your entrance squeezing around his cock. He always knew you were secretly so fucking dirty.

“Oh! Get ready!” he moaned, beginning to rut into you at a faster pace. “I’m gonna cum! I’m cumming again! Wish everyone could watch you take my load! Yes! Ugh, what a perfect hole!”

He forced himself as deep as he could go within your sopping entrance. Trapped in his strong arms, your pussy was made to suck in every bit of cum he released. So much of it filled you in seemingly endless spurts that a creamy white ring formed at the base of König’s throbbing cock.

His warm, heavy balls were snugly pressed to your dripping hole, collecting every drop of wet slick that slipped out.

“Nimm es!” he groaned, hands sliding from your stomach to your breasts. “Nimm es, du dreckige Schlampe!”

He continued to rut into you until your body finally gave into the pleasure. König let out a loud, mocking laugh when he felt your overstimulated pussy gush around him.

“Dumb whore!” he scoffed. “You’ll cum on any cock that’s willing to screw your pathetic fuck hole, aren’t you?”

Releasing your breasts after a few more tight squeezes, he gently kissed your neck and muttered a few sweet words into your ear, true colors shining through for a short moment. He quickly rose back onto his knees to admire the mess you had made.

He slowly thrusted in and out of your body, grinning at the sweet squelching of your entrance as he did so. His pelvis and thighs were soaked in your fluids and your ass was already beginning to bruise from his rough treatment.

Much to his excitement, he could feel himself becoming hard again. Your torment wasn’t even close to being over.

“Here we go again,” he chuckled. “Next round, Schatz. It’s time for you to ride.”

With his strength and overwhelming size, it only took him mere seconds to move you into a new position. Lying back on the bed, he placed you on top of him, chest-to-chest, tucking your cum-slathered face into his concealed neck.

He briefly thought about how he probably needed to take off his mask soon. The heat and sweat beneath it was beginning to be too much. Right now though, he simply wanted to fuck your weeping pussy at least one more time.

One of his large hands splayed over the space between your shoulder blades. He pondered untying your hands, but decided having you entirely at his mercy was far more enjoyable. The other hand palmed at your ass. He groped, pinched, and slapped you, thoroughly pleased with your desperate squeals of pain.

“Let’s see how well you can bounce on my fat cock so you can take my cum again,” he chuckled. “Sluts like you are always good at riding. Probably fucking made for it.”

You whined and then made another failed attempt to escape his hold. He lined up with your entrance, slapping your wet slick with the head of his throbbing length. The underwear in your mouth was quickly removed in favor of seeing your expressions up close and personal.

“Ah! Wait!” you said. “You already came inside! I can’t take anymore! Let me go—! Oh! Ugh!”

König plunged into you with no remorse. Hands shifting to grope your ass, he forced you to bounce as he rutted deep into your quivering, overstimulated pussy.

Your mouth fell open with a silent scream. And König couldn’t stop himself from laughing darkly upon seeing your eyes roll back, lashes fluttering uncontrollably.

“Good pussy,” he grinned with a moan and a rough slap to your ass. “Gute verdammte Muschi.”

You gasped with every thrust, “Ah! Ah! Big! Ah! Too big! Ah! Can’t!”

“Nichts als eine weinende, schlampige Schlampe!” he huffed. “I’m making it fit, aren’t I? Stop complaining!”

He controlled your movements with his tight, bruising grip on your ass. He jerked up into you at an almost inhuman pace. His cock fit snugly within your wet, clenching walls.

He tugged up his mask and forced a kiss upon your crying mouth, still begging for him to give up the torment of your pussy, “Mein gehorsamer Schwanzärmel, ja? Mein Sperma-Dump, nicht wahr? Answer me!”

“I don’t—! Ah!” you tried your best to speak. “I don’t know what you’re saying—! Ah! Ah! Ah! Please, show down! Ah! I don’t understand! Ah! Ah!”

He grunted, “You don’t understand?! I want you to admit that you’re just a fleshlight for me to fuck and breed whenever I want! Say it!”

His cock twitched within you, signaling that he wouldn’t last much longer. Frustration flared in his chest when you simply cried in response, “No, I won’t—! Ah! Ah! Won’t say it!”

He glared, only barely satisfied whenever you yelped in response to him landing a cruel slap upon your ass.

“Fucking say it!” he demanded, continuing to punish you with his mean spanks. “Fucking say you’re mine! Sag es!”

He carried on pummeling your entrance and wreaking havoc upon your blistering ass. His cock hit your cervix and tears welled up in response. He grunted and hissed, wanting nothing more than to fill up your womb for a second time.

You finally conceded, almost unable to breathe, “Please! Hurts! Ah! I’m yours! Ah! Ah! Ah! Yours to fuck and—! Ah! And use! Please, too much!”

He slowed, smiling at your desperate expression. He grabbed the back of your neck with one hand and pushed your crying face into his mask. The fabric muffled your sounds.

He bounced you on his cock once, twice, three times more. Cum burst out in ropes, filling you deep, as König ran a hand along your back.

“So good. Your pussy is so good,” he muttered. “Makes me wonder if your ass is even better.”

You didn’t even have the strength to fight back as König changed your positions once again.

Lying on your sides, he pressed himself as close as he could from behind with your hands still tied around your back. He felt between the swollen cheeks of your ass with the head of his leaking cock until he found your tightest entrance.

“Still all right, Liebling?” he asked quietly, lifting his mask in order to leave a trail of open-mouthed kisses on the skin of your neck. “We can stop if you want. Did you mean it when you said it hurt?”

Your tired eyes glanced up at him, and then you whispered, “It did a little, but I’m okay. I like it when you’re rough with me, König. Keep going.”

“Let’s open up this puckered hole then, pretty thing,” he muttered, giving you another kiss as he fell back into character. “You wanna be left gaping? Huh?”

You whined at the feeling of his cock attempting to breach your ass. König finally squeezed his tip in after a few tries, groaning loudly.

You cried out as he pressed deeper and deeper, only to be silenced when he covered your wailing mouth with the palm of his hand. The other was used to lift your leg, spreading you enough for König to look down and watch his cock ease its way inside your tight, clenching hole.

“Disgusting slut,” he huffed, balls finally meeting the flesh between your shaking legs, “you like taking it up the ass? Such a shame I’m going to destroy this cock-hungry hole of yours. I might never be able to use it again after this, it’ll be so ruined.”

He pulled out to the tip before slamming all the way back in. You let out another cry into his palm, but that only made König grin beneath his mask as he did it again. Again. Again.

He continued thrusting deep into your trembling, worn out body. His movements were unlike how he had used your pussy, which had been fast and unwavering. This was slow and hard.

He stretched you open with every thrust of his throbbing, swollen cock. Everything was a mixture of both pain and pleasure.

You whimpered into his calloused palm each time his hips collided with your ass, “Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!”

“Good girl,” he muttered. “Such a tight set of holes. Here, let me get deeper.”

He let go of your leg and then rolled you onto your stomach. You couldn’t help but groan at the sudden loss of his cock in your ass.

He chuckled, hand still covering your mouth as he crawled on top of you, “Don’t worry, pussy. You won’t be empty for very long.”

You whined upon realizing that he had called you “pussy” rather than any of the other names he had been using all night. Being seen as nothing but a collection of holes for him to fill turned you on beyond belief.

“Not done with that tight ass quite yet,” he continued. “Still need to cum in it.”

He pressed himself flush against your back, forcing you to bear almost his entire weight. Your tied hands dug into his stomach the slightest bit. However, as König pushed himself back into your clenching asshole, he decided it was worth it.

“What a—! Ugh! What a perfect cum hole,” he huffed, finally continuing with his rough thrusts once he was shoved back inside. “Gonna fill you up again until you’re lying there with my load dripping out of your ass. Won’t be able to move, it’ll be so full.”

He sped up. Skin met skin at such a rapid pace that you could hardly breathe. You were being ground to dust by the combination of his thrusts and his muscular body.

You whimpered as König plunged in and out of your ass. His heavy balls bounced off your skin. He panted and moaned into your ear with every thrust, “Gonna cum again! Ugh! Ah! Think you can do it with me?”

You could barely even nod in response. You whined into his palm instead, which he took as confirmation that you were on the edge of your own orgasm.

“Do it,” he said. “Cum for me.”

In an instant, you gushed around his aching cock with a moan. He came as well, shooting a stream of creamy white cum into your ass.

He removed his mask, panting heavily against your skin. He groaned when he pulled out of you and eyed the way his cum dripped out of both your pussy and your ass.

He uncovered your mouth in order to listen to your quiet, relieved whimpers. He tried his best to layer your neck and shoulders in warm kisses as he began untying your wrists, only to find it difficult with his labored breathing.

“So happy to be home with you, Schatz,” he whispered instead.

German Translations, In Order of Appearance: ➳ “Schatz.” — “Darling.” ➳ “Machen Sie sich bereit zum Saugen.” — “Get ready to suck.” ➳ “Saugen!” — “Suck!” ➳ “Kleine Hure!” — “Little whore!” ➳ “Maus.” — “Mouse.” ➳ “Hungrige Schlampe!” — “Hungry slut!” ➳ “Armer Liebling.” — “Poor darling.” ➳ “Genau wie eine Hure.” — “Just like a whore.” ➳ “Den Mund halten! Ich bin fertig mit diesem Spermaloch, das du Mund nennst!” — “Shut up! I'm done with that cum hole you call a mouth!” ➳ “So eine köstliche Muschi. Vielleicht lasse ich dich gefesselt, damit ich es heute Abend zum Abendessen essen kann.” — “Such a delicious pussy. Maybe I'll leave you tied up so I can eat it for dinner tonight.” ➳ “Nimm es! Nimm es, du dreckige Schlampe!” — “Take it! Take it, you dirty bitch!” ➳ “Gute verdammte Muschi.” — “Good fucking pussy.” ➳ “Nichts als eine weinende, schlampige Schlampe!” — “Nothing but a crying, sloppy slut!” ➳ “Mein gehorsamer Schwanzärmel, ja? Mein Sperma-Dump, nicht wahr?” — “My obedient cock sleeve, yes? My cum dump, aren't you?” ➳ “Sag es!” — “Say it!” ➳ “Liebling.” — “Darling.”

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「 ✦ Peter Parker ✦ 」

╰┈➤ 18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all peter parker stories i’ve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!) some with have summaries if provided <3

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🕷️ @waitimcomingtoo

🕸️ you wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

☕️ you and Peter are just friends but he accidentally kisses you goodbye.

🕸️ stolen moments

☕️ your secret relationship is exposed when Peter returns from a mission bruised and bloody and you comfort him in front of everyone

🕸️ the great war

☕️ Peters double life causes serious strain on your relationship.

🕸️ burnt face and second base

☕️ peter can’t seem to stop accidentally hurting his crush.

🕸️ my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand

☕️ when peter learns you have healing powers, he starts faking injuries to come see you until he gets seriously hurt.

🕸️ bringing sexy back

☕️ peter tries and fails to seduce you

🕷️ @webslingingslasher

🕸️ U.N.I pt2

☕️ frat!peter

🕸️ frat!peter blurbs

🕸️ frat!peter

🕸️ unknown sender

🕸️ campus

☕️ Peter has never had a one night stand, but when he meets you at a party that changes, until he has to pretend he never wants to see you again.

🕸️ cherry lube

🕷️ please call me peter by @shawnxstyles

🕸️ you haven’t been able to come with anyone besides yourself, making you think something’s wrong with you. once you go to the gynecologist, dr. parker shows you that you’re just fine.

🕷️ the last time by @delicate-dorothea

🕸️ Peter's on the verge of losing you after disappointing you yet again.

🕷️ medic in lace by @madlittlecriminal

🕸️ peters hurt but doesn’t care once he see what you’re wearing.

🕷️ fangirling over spiderman by @parkerpeter24

🕸️ reader fangirls over spiderman to peter not knowing it’s him.

🕷️ possession by @silkscream

🕸️ peter parker is not himself when he falls into your universe. it must be a curse that he finds himself tethered to you. the darkness inside him has never wanted anything more.

🕷️ need to know by @motherofdogs1010

🕸️ When she was ready to get back out on the dating scene after dumping a certain Winter Soldier, Y/N was a woman ready to get back out there. She just never expected to find herself in a relationship with a certain nerdy spider.

🕷️ naked by @reesewillow-delrey

🕸️ In which Reader walks in on a naked Peter, Reader laughs, Peter becomes insecure. Reader decides to show herself naked back in the worst moment possible.

🕷️ swing by by @sunshinesteviee

🕸️ peter is a fellow teacher, and is also your best friend at work. he helps you bring spider-man in to meet your class, but something about it seems a bit suspicious.

🕷️ picture perfect by @mattymattymerduck

🕸️ You’re hired to kiss Spider-man for the Daily Bugle’s next Spidey-centric article.

🕷️ potential customer pt2 by @int-writersmind

🕸️ you work at a record store, bored out of your mind, until peter parker walks in and catches you eye.

🕷️ lost the game pt2 pt3 by @nexusnyx

🕸️ The explanation your mind settled for was that whoever lived under that mask, also lived somewhere close by. It explained the first time you found him limping and bleeding on an alley, and it explains how you evolved into his personal caretaker for the wounds and afflictions of Spider-Man's after battle consequences.

The only thing it doesn't explain, however, is why through the thick and convoluted webs of your strange situationship, a certain tension has built between you two. Palpable. Physical. As electric as some of his tales, and as dangerous as he is.

The tension between you and Spidey grows, and it grows, and it grows. One day, it snaps.

🕷️ physics and english teacher love affair by @certifiedlovergirlsstuff

🕸️ those two teachers that students are always interested in their relationship status.

🕷️ celebrity crush by @cantstoptheimagines

🕸️ You have a crush on Spider-Man, unaware that he’s the one you spend all your time with.

🕷️ indefinitely you by @spider-stark

🕸️ In every universe, Peter Parker seems destined to fall in love with you. And, in every universe, he realizes it too late. When universes collide and two of them are granted a second chance at rectifying their biggest mistake, neither of them are willing to let the opportunity go to waste–even if you end up not being the person they thought you were.

「 ✦ harry osborn ✦ 」

🕷️ request by @arkhamsrevenge

🕸️ cuddling harry

🕷️ make you better by @stickymolasses

🕸️ You're Harry's nurse and you can't help him feel better physically anymore, so you resort to playing therapist.

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#2024 #answered #celebrity crush

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@nickeverdeen — both of your requests have been posted! i hope you like them! 🩷

Hey there! Can I please ask for hcs with either God Of War or Horizon Zero Dawn characters with a reader who lost their eye and is insecure about it?

If for God Of War then pls hcs with: Kratos, Atreus (older or young is up to you)

If Horizon Zero Dawn then pls hcs with: Aloy, Talanah (you don’t have to do Talanah if you don’t wanna)

Also pls let me know if you’re uncomfortable with the request

Take time and care about yourself ❤️

hey! thanks for the request! i’m happy to see a fellow fan for god of war and horizon! i’ll add these to my list later whenever i get time ❤️

#2024 #answered #their reaction to you losing an eye

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Their Reaction to You Losing an Eye

Summary — Preferences for Atreus, Kratos, and Thor from God of War!

Requested by @nickeverdeen — Hey there! Can I please ask for hcs with either God Of War or Horizon Zero Dawn characters with a reader who lost their eye and is insecure about it? If for God Of War then pls hcs with: Kratos, Atreus (older or young is up to you) If Horizon Zero Dawn then pls hcs with: Aloy, Talanah (you don’t have to do Talanah if you don’t wanna) Also pls let me know if you’re uncomfortable with the request Take time and care about yourself ❤️

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Depictions, discussions, and mentions of severe injuries (losing an eye, fainting as a result of pain); canon-typical violence; envisioned Ragnarök!Atreus for this work; I tossed Thor into this request because he’s my husband.

Notes ➳ Word Count is 433. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ I recently met T.C. Carson, who was the original voice for Kratos in the God of War series, after which I ran to write this request (even though it’s intended for Christopher Judge’s version)!

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atreus

in all honesty, he wouldn’t quite know how to act. his emotions would be all over the place, tears streaming down his face as his father and freya tried to help you. the coverings on your face are soaked in your own blood. “don’t leave,” muttered atreus. he finds himself kneeling by your side as he pleads with you, one of your weak hands held tightly in both of his, “please don’t go.” but his newly discovered godly abilities are still out of sorts. his sadness quickly shifts to anger at those who caused you harm. his wrath is unlike anything the world has ever seen. he won’t stop until you, his dearest companion, is properly avenged, so don’t be surprised if he returns with your attacker’s head.

kratos

this man does not hesitate. in mere seconds, kratos is lifting you into his arms and calling out for someone, anyone, who can help. he avoids looking at the blood that decorates the place where your eye should be. “i lost faye,” he mutters. “i won’t let you go as well. stay awake!” everything is a blur. whatever vision you have left is slowly turning to gray as a sudden wave of tiredness overtakes your body. the pain of it all is settling deep into your bones. as kratos’s muffled voice calls out for you in a panicked tone, you allow unconsciousness to take over, and the world finally fades into darkness.

thor

he breathes heavily, staring down at heimdall with such rage that the golden-eyed god realized he was experiencing fear for possibly the first time in his life. a gentle touch on his arm, however, tears thor’s focus away from his father’s devotee. his eyes drop to the deep scar on your face — a new habit he’d developed recently — before they drifted to meet your lone eye. heimdall scurries away at the same time thor’s fingertips graze your cheek.  “why do you keep me from tearing him apart?” whispered thor. “he needs to be punished for what he’s done to you.” a sharp inhale came from him when your touch caressed his strong chest, exactly where his heart lay beneath his skin. he was quick to let his rough palm overlap your gentle hand. “heimdall is a fool,” you replied in the same quiet tone he had been using. “why waste your days threatening him when you could be with me instead? his punishment will come when the time is right.” he was only convinced when you pressed a kiss to the back of his hand. perhaps, for now, he could set revenge aside.

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Their Reaction to You Losing an Eye

Summary — Preferences for Aloy, Kotallo, and Talanah from Horizon!

Requested by @nickeverdeen — Hey there! Can I please ask for hcs with either God Of War or Horizon Zero Dawn characters with a reader who lost their eye and is insecure about it? If for God Of War then pls hcs with: Kratos, Atreus (older or young is up to you) If Horizon Zero Dawn then pls hcs with: Aloy, Talanah (you don’t have to do Talanah if you don’t wanna) Also pls let me know if you’re uncomfortable with the request Take time and care about yourself ❤️

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Depictions, discussions, and mentions of severe injuries (losing an eye, losing an arm); canon-typical violence.

Notes ➳ Word Count is 528. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them).

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aloy

she would be in a frantic state of mind. she couldn’t lose anyone else after all she’s fought for, especially not you. the ringing in your ears is almost too much to handle. your vision is blurred and heavy tears are drenching your cheeks. no, not tears — blood. another wave of red appears, and it takes you a second to recognize aloy, who’s looking down at you with a panicked expression. her red hair frames her face perfectly, almost distracting you from the pain that sends shockwaves rampaging beneath your skin. it’s unbearable now that you’ve realized the extent of your injury, like your body is slowly coming to terms with what’s happened.  “aloy,” is all you can muster before everything goes dark in a failed battle against lightheadedness as aloy’s tears fall onto your skin.

kotallo

he’s the most sympathetic for obvious reasons, but his primary goal would be cheering you up at least a little bit. the crunch of snow under heavy footsteps catches your attention, nearly pulling you away from the golden sunset that falls over the surrounding mountain peaks, shielding aloy’s base from view. despite your pounding headache, you had ignored zo’s suggestion of taking a nap, disappearing for some alone time instead. but, as kotallo sat next to you on the cliffside, it was clear you had been found out. the usually stoic man offered you a small smile, which you returned. while you didn’t speak to him very often, kotallo seemed kind enough. “thought you were practicing your new aim?” he muttered. feet dangling over the cliff, you sighed, “i was. it’s harder than i thought it’d be.” he nodded with a quiet hum, sparing a glance at your discarded bow, “maybe i could help? i’ve got experience in losing necessary body parts too, after all.” a snort escaped before you could stop it. kotallo smirked as your hands flew to cover your mouth, “i’m sorry—!” “it was meant to be humorous. need to make the best of losing an arm, don’t i?” he waved you off. then, he stood, holding out his only hand for you to take. “come. we’ll correct your aim in no time.”

talanah

she wouldn’t leave your side, come hell or high water.  a hand grips yours loosely as your surroundings come into focus. you’re somewhere inside the mountain base you and the others have come to call home. everything looks too far away and too close at the same time, your depth perception completely warped by a heavy, soaked bandage on one side of your face.  just as you touch the fabric, discovering a red tinge on your fingertips, a quiet groan echoes in the room, “don’t mess with that.” talanah gazes back at you, tired and melancholy from the fight against the zeniths. despite her exhaustion, she rises and begins checking over your injuries, quietly admonishing you whenever she comes across a particularly nasty wound. but if the way she continuously glances at the bandage on your face was anything, you suspected whatever was hidden beneath it was much worse than you thought. once she was finished, she sighed, “don’t ever scare me like that again, understand?”

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i need him carnally, you don’t understand

#2024 #personal #outer banks