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hekuuu · 4 months
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a little self-indulgent comic :>
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vebokki · 10 months
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mornings together 🌤
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 118
Everyone is freaking out. The titan tower was broken into, no signs of who it was, and Tim- Robin- is missing. There’s blood on the walls, taunting them, implying that Tim is going through agony, and they can’t deal with another dead Robin, they can’t- 
Meanwhile Tim is bemused, maybe a little concussed because that would explain things maybe, as he’s found himself in a living room full of books and there’s a pair of kids too? One is straight up adoption bait- wait no there’s three, with two of them being adoption bait and the third being a redhead. There’s a trio of small children there already playing by the couch he’s been bundled into. 
Where the heck is his mask- or his bo staff or any of his supplies- is that the fucking Red Hood?! No, couldn’t be, must be the concussion, because why would the Red Hood be feeding him a bowl of soup?
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crazy-fangirl2524 · 11 days
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My biggest flex will always be how I knew Neil was the more feral and dangerous one than Andrew this whole time even before tsc and seeing the entire fandom freaked out makes me want to kiss and hug Nora and just thank her for finally finally showing everyone and I’m not just crazy
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binnietingz · 19 days
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NETFLIX & CHILL
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pairing: park wonbin x fem!reader
warnings: smut, oral (m receiving), cursing, needy wonbin, spit, cum eating, wonbin calling you mommy like 2x
[If you're wondering about the format it's because it was supposed to be just thoughts only but then I got carried away lol]
chilling with wonbin 90% of the time ends up with you choking on his cock.
the atmosphere is relaxing with heavy sexual tension in the air. it's past afternoon when you're both huddled on his bed binging your favorite shows on his laptop. you're leaning against him, arms around his torso while his is thrown over your shoulder holding you close to him. the only sounds in the room radiating from the laptop and the air conditioner.
wonbin isn't really paying attention to whatever is happening in the show, letting his thoughts wander.
he can't help but think of two days prior when you insisted on giving him head in the green room, taking full control. he never spoke that out loud but he finds it such a turn on whenever you take the lead.
you had stuffed his favorite pair of your lacy red panties in his mouth forcing him to be quiet in the admits of a photoshoot set for the new comeback. you've been quite vocal about how sexy you found his new hair colour but he didn't think you would go this wild for it, dropping to your knees to suck him off where you could be caught at any moment.
he turns to you for a swift look, observing your lip gloss tainted lips. he also can't help but take a glance at your exposed cleavage. you feel him being fidgety and throw him a questioning look which he shrugs off.
it would be hard to hide the boner from you with you being so close.
he doesn't wanna ruin the quietude but he's also horny and wants your mouth on him. wonbin is usually good at getting what he wants but he felt stuck in place at the moment not knowing how to approach you with his “little” problem.
fortunately you notice what's happening and start to trail your fingers under his shirt, grazing your nails above his beltline.
“feeling needy babyboy?”
the nickname leaves him straining harder against his pants and he only nods bashfully. you take the laptop from his lap placing it on the bedside table before dictating your attention fully to him. he's sat against the headboard running hot as you tap against the side of his hip. his cock jumps out when you pull his pants down to his thigh.
“what do you want baby? talk to me” you whisper against the crock of his neck, leaving feather kisses below the jawline.
“need your mouth, please.” he whimpers, eyes pleading you to take action as soon as possible.
your hands wraps around his pulsing cock, beginning to play with the slick on his reddened tip.
wonbin had a pretty cock with prominent veins reaching to the tip which shared the same shade as his lips. he kept the hair trimmed, sometimes going for a full shave.
he gnawed on the bottom of his lip watching your actions. his cock twitches in anticipation when you lean down puckering your lips to let a blob of spit fall on it. you pumped him a few times before finally taking him in your mouth. wonbin let out a needy moan fisting the sheets underneath him for support.
“oh- my god” his hips thrusted upwards choking you up for a second. you slap his thigh, giving him a warning glare.
spit collects at the corner of your mouth dribbling down to the valley of your chest. the filthy wet sounds are the only noise in the room paired with wonbins desperate whimpers.
his head falls back, eyes rolling to the back of his head when your pace quickens. you force yourself down to take him whole choking on the process.
you take him out of your mouth for a fresh breath of air before taking him right back in, running your wet muscle around the tip.
“so good to me, you're so good to me” wonbin continues to babble lost in trance.
with your other hand you decide to give his balls some attention kneading them in your hand. wonbins hips jerk forward with no intention but you slow down your actions, receiving a whiny complaint from him. your sloppy pace only irritates him further.
“s’close… please mommy.”
“need to come into your mouth” he gasps when he feels your teeth graze slightly along his girth. his body shudders at the sensation.
“be a good boy and don't hold back bin.”
“yes mommy.” he mumbles. he tilts his head, viewing you intently immersed in your action. he feels the air in his throat get stuck when your pace begins to fasten again. his jaw falls slack, the hand on your head gripping at the strands. the noises fall out of him naturally not being able to hold himself back anymore. his thighs jolt when he senses your nails digging into his skin. you bob your head faster, swallowing more cum with each stroke.
“i-im gonna cum - fuck i'm coming.” his head fall back and he lets out a high pitched moan echoing throughout the entire dorm.
you don't manage to catch all of his seed, letting the warm sticky substance run down his cock. you swipe a finger at it bringing it to his lips which he accepts instantly swirling his tongue around your finger, tasting his own release. he hums around your finger before you take it to replace it with your own lips.
wonbin moans again your mouth letting your tongue inside, your tongues gliding against one another.
“I love you.”he pants out of breath.
“I love you too bunny.”
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spacelazarwolf · 11 months
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skinny queers be fucking normal abt bears challenge (impossible, y’all hate fat men too much)
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How are y’all feeling rn?
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villainology · 8 months
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i feel like a kid running around with their drawing to show everyone else in the room bc i've already told like 2 other blogs about this scenario i had while i was trying to sleep but can you IMAGINE being a family friend of the sawyers? maybe your grandparents knew theirs before times were tough and cannibalism became their means of survival, and your family's died off and left you the little farmhouse and patch of land a few miles outside of the sawyers' boundaries. drayton's clarified you're off-limits (through some honorary family-friend ideals, or as not to upset grandpa 'cause your folks were always kind to them) and you're none the wiser to their true savagery they get up to (you can hear a scream once or twice, when you drive your dad's old beat up truck near their land sometimes, but you always think they've got really rowdy and funny sounding goats). but you've inherited your family's farmhouse and poor little you just doesn't know anything about farming and fixing up the house! no matter how hard you try, nothing grows, so one uneventful day you drop off some seeds as a gift for drayton since, well, they're not getting any use with you, and you mention a problem that needs fixing. maybe it's a rusty shed door you can't get open, or a busted roof. either way, drayton's always liked to keep up apparances and you haven't had a chance to meet the new additions of the family, so drayton sends johnny back with you (after giving him thorough lecturing about how no, you are NOT a potential victim, you're just a little oblivious, and plus johnny's the most... convincingly normal one out of all of them, arguably) to fix something up for you as thanks for the seeds. so now there's a sweaty, attractive, pretty charming (and maybe a little subtly condescending) guy fixing up something because you hadn't the slightest clue how to fix it, so you might as well make him some lemonade or tea and thank him! and, well, johnny might think you're amusing. pretty sweet, pretty cute, pretty *airheaded*. drayton said you were off-limits for anything violent, of course, but that didn't mean he couldn't test any other limits, right?
aaaah~ no bc wait I think you’re onto something here!! you got me thinking so many filthy thots rn, so I made a lil drabble, hope that’s okay w you? 😭❤️ sjdbdjdndnfnf I hope it’s written okay, I wrote this half asleep in bed but I couldn’t stop thinking abt it!
warnings — slight dub-con, light smut, Johnny being Johnny!
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“Here you go, Mr Johnny,” you smiled up the ladder toward him as you walked out with two glasses of lemonade in hand, “where’d ya want it?”
“Just set it down on the table there.” His voice was stern, a tad hint of annoyance laced into it, not that you noticed.
Johnny stood at the top of the ladder, nail in mouth as he hammered another into roof of your porch, closing off the gap which would hopefully stop the rattling noise anytime there was a gust of wind. He slipped the hammer and last few nails into his work belt before looking down at you stood below him, so innocently sipping through the curly straw in your lemonade glass.
The Texan heat wasn’t good for much, but the way it made a light coat of sweat glisten on your body as the sun began to set was enough to make him appreciate the summer weather. Your denim shorts just a little too high up and your white vest top just a little too low, but from where he was stood he got to have the perfect angle down your shirt, and you were none the wiser.
Johnny carefully came down the ladder before picking his glass up off the table, his eyes never once leaving your body. He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself, you really were oblivious, so innocent and air-headed that he wondered how you survived off by yourself all these years before coming back to the farmlands.
The way Drayton sent him out here with you alone, like sending a lamb off to the slaughter — an adorable, pretty little lamb making lemonade for a starving lion. Johnny wondered to himself what you’d think if you found out what they were really like, just how savage and dangerous they were, would you run scared from him, give him chase to hunt you down on acres of land?
“Sorry about you having to come out here, I’ve clearly got a lot to learn about all this type of stuff, huh?” You laughed as you gestured toward the house and the land surrounding it.
Johnny was snapped from his thoughts, a fake little smile crossing his face as he nodded, “don’t sweat it, darlin’, friends helping out friends, ain’t that right?”
He knew that Drayton said you weren’t to be a victim, that you weren’t some prey to be chased and hunted down, butchered just for the hell of it, but what about anything else? After all, this was Drayton’s way of saying thanks to you, but what did Johnny get out of this? Where was his thank you for fixing up your roof free of charge? If you weren’t going to be Johnny’s victim then he’d sure as hell find away for you to give him thanks.
“Say,” he placed his half empty glass down on the table beside him, “you moved back up here all alone, not got a boyfriend following you here?”
“Oh, heh, no. Haven’t had one of those in a long while, Mr Johnny.”
“Huh, well that’s just peachy, darlin’.”
He walked from the table and closer to you, his hand stroking up and down your arm as he worked his way behind you, his warm body pressing up against yours as he leaned down to your ear, “how about a thank you for all my hard work, hm?”
His hand snaked its way around your waist and played with the button of your shorts, his lips grazing across the delicate skin of your neck, gently kisses to distract you from what his hands were doing. Truth be told you didn’t want him to stop, and he could tell. The way you let him unbutton your pants without a fight, his fingers working their way between your legs and tracing a line back and forth against your clothed cunt.
“Mr Johnny, I don’t think—”
“That’s alright, baby, you don’t gotta think,” his free hand wrapped around your throat, tilting your head to the side so he could more easily bite and suck at your skin, “just gotta do whatever I tell you to do.”
After all, Drayton said you couldn’t be slaughtered like he did the others, but he didn’t say anything about Johnny not being able to fuck you til’ you couldn’t walk no more.
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Vincent Price and Gene Tierney
Leave Her To Heaven (1945)
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sprout-fics · 11 months
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I thought of this the other day and ran to write it down specifically so I could send it in as a thot. Vampire Gaz and he fucks you in front of a mirror so he can see how good you take him, without actually SEEING you take him if you know what I mean. Like he’s a vampire, he can’t see his own reflection, but he’s fixated on seeing how he’s stretching you. IM SORRY I FEEL LIKE THATS SO DIRTY LMAOOOO I’ve never sent in a thot before 🧍🏼‍♀️
“Oh darling, look at you.”
Between gasping pants, you flutter your eyes open, neck craned so a dribble of red trickle down into the gauzy lace of your dressing down. The tie has come undone in the time it’s taken Kyle to debauch you, and now the sheer fabric droops down over one shoulder- yanked away by his hands, the front opened to reveal your breasts which bounce with every thrust up into you. Kyle’s front braces behind you, one firm hand planted under your thigh and lifting it higher so he has better access, his hips a slow, indulgent roll into yours as his breath fogs your nape. 
“So beautiful, darling.” He purrs, and you shudder when his mouth presses against the fresh bite, feeling a familiar ache of feverish pleasure rise within you. It renders you docile, pliant in his grasp, a beautiful doll for him to bend to his touch, sink into and groan, low and heady at the desire that echoes through your veins and onto his tongue. 
Your eyes are glassy, half lidded as you try to take in the sight of yourself in the mirror. Everytime you claw your way to clarity the sudden drag of Kyle’s cock inside you has you crying out in oversensitive pleasure, your head lolling back against his shoulder, mouth falling open with a wordless cry. There’s a coil purring low in your belly with every thrust, and with the velvety spell of his teeth sinking into your thoughts it’s almost too much, lighting up sparks in your veins and stifling the words in your throat until the only thing you can gasp is his name- an endless prayer for divination that cannot touch a creature such as him.
“I said look darling.” Kyle tuts at you, and there’s a hand under your chin, squeezing the sides of your jaw and tilting your head to look into the ornate, golden mirror that sits at the other end of his luxurious bedchamber, and- oh heaven…
You can see yourself, with each of his slow but precise thrusts, can see your hazy eyes and disheveled, gauzy robe. You can see the dip of his grip in your cheeks, the red that pools at your collarbone. You can see where you’re stretched around him, your flushed cunt parting to allow him in, revealing the soft, pink interior of you-
It hits you then, the wind that lifts the veil of lust and grazes sharply across your expression, that you can’t see him.
The sudden rigidity of your form elicits a chuckle from the vampire, who hums a low, pleased note that echoes through you, has your toes curl and your fingers circle his wrist in desperate search of an anchor.
“That’s right, doll. That’s it. So pretty for me, taking me so well. Love that I can see you, just you…” His voice trails off as his lips trail up along the underside of your jaw, fangs in search of another vein from which to drink and oh…
You come undone abruptly as he gently presses the tips of his teeth against your fluttering heartbeat, savoring the taste of your orgasm as your voice chokes out in a high whimper. Pleasure unfurls like gossamer wings inside you and stretching outwards, engulfing you in its shadow until you both are consumed in its drowning shroud. 
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Who wants a prompt entirely in memes.
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ethunreal · 2 years
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excuse me sir. hot dilf alert 🫠
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remusslove · 9 months
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Hi I love your work! Could you make a story where mommy!dom!reader is degrading sub!regulus and they get caught by sub!james and he joins them? Thank you for your consideration! Much love!
My masterlist I’m working on<3
“So pathetic regulus. Begging for me to touch you like if you weren’t an ungrateful brat this morning.” He thrashes against your hand as you pull it away for the fifth time. “Please, please, M’sorry! Just want to cum mommy please!” He sobs as his hands are trying to get out of their tied up situation.
Regulus is so far gone he doesn’t even notice james walking in. James is absolutely floored by the sight. Regulus with tears streaming down his face and completely naked and vulnerable with his hands tied above his head with your tie.
“You gonna record us or are you gonna join James? Maybe you could be a better boy than regulus.” Your comment made regulus whine and roll his hips. “I-I what do I do?” Jame stutters eyes flicking to you and regulus.
“Strip. Then come over here and show regulus what he’s missing out on. Regulus; why don’t you tell Jamie what you want him to do?” You teased. James’s cock hardened the second the smaller boy made eye contact with him at his fucked out state.
“Use me Jamie, please?”
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elizakai · 23 days
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horror dead is going insane JAHA BUT I MUST KNOW,dusts thoughts on horror now?
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(he’s oblivious to romantic signals and chronically unaware apparently BAISNDI😭)
(but hey, wonder if horror could throw him as far as he could throw that axe-💥😔)
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antiquitea · 18 days
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⇾ callum turner, c. 2011
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mendingcross · 5 months
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gnawing on the bars of my enclosure
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