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stinkyeggbow · 29 days
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I love you,I love you,I love you
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liliesdiary · 4 months
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Ghostface's Sex Doll
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Ghostface x His Sex Doll
Part One: Please Don't Kill Me Mr Ghostface!
cw: dubcon, kidnapping, being held hostage, being used as a personal sex slave, hair pulling, being dragged by hair, choking , blood, restraints, bondage, doll pet name, gags and blindfolds, cunt slapping, face slapping, brutal sex, degradation and praise.
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Daydreaming about Ghostface dragging you into his car after he just brutalized your pathetic body in an alleyway, taking you away to be his sex slave. He tied a rope around your wrists tight so you couldn't escape and blindfolded you. You were crying and whimpering as you squirmed. He gagged you and gave you a harsh slap to shut you the fuck up.
You were so scared yet so wet. Your wet cunt was throbbing at the thought of being his doll. How disgusting. You bucked up your hips and your legs trembled from the rough treatment earlier.
He noticed the way your body yearned for his rough touches, he chuckled at your shaking blood-stained body and started to rub your clit slowly. The sounds of your muffled whimpers and moans filled the car and the masked man couldn't help but get even more hard at the sight of you whimpering like his dumb bitch. He couldn't wait to fuck you until you passed out.
He traced his fingers along your used cunt with the other hand on the wheel and slowly slid one of his fingers into your cunt, teasing you and driving you insane as he tried to focus on the road.
"You're such a dumb little doll. You're practically dripping all over my fingers, whimpering and moaning like a bitch in heat."
Your response was muffled whimpers, you tried to close your legs out of shame but he forcefully opened them, "Did I say you could close your fucking legs? You need to learn your place you little fucking cunt."
He then slapped your wet cunt, making you whimper and tear up. Despite your shame, you wanted nothing more than to be brutally fucked by the stranger in the mask.
The car stopped and you assumed you arrived at your destination, you heard the man get out of the car and slam the door, making you jump in fear and arousal. The next thing you know he was dragging you out of the car by your hair, scraping your body on the hard pavement. The way he was treating you like some worthless animal made your knees weak.
He dragged you inside a house, you couldn't see anything with the blindfold on yet it was so cold and dark. "Keep up, doll."
He dragged you into a room and kicked you to the floor, "this is where you're going to be staying for the rest of your pathetic life. I'm going to use your body over and over again, you're never gonna escape me darling."
You let out a small cry, you couldn't say anything with that gag around you. You were trembling at the thought of spending the rest of your life as a sex slave for a serial killer, it made you wet.
"Oh, you're a sick one." He said as he touched your exposed cunt with the tip of his shoe. "Your cunt is dripping all over the floor, you're so sick. I love it." He chuckles.
He picked you up by your hair once again and guided you to the middle of the room. You felt a hard wooden object as he positioned you. He roughly grabbed your hands and positioned them in the object, restraining you. Then it clicked to you, It was a wooden medieval stock they used for punishments and the thought of being restrained and fucked without being able to resist made your heart beat faster.
"Be a good little girl and stay still." Ghostface says as he locks your head in. He grabbed a fistful of your hair, "Open that pretty mouth of yours doll. I'm going to ruin that mouth of yours until it bleeds."
You were hesitant yet you knew disobeying would make it worse, you opened your mouth wide and stuck your pretty tongue out for the stranger like a good little doll.
"Good girl." He says as he pulled his cock out, without warning he grabbed your skull as tight as he could and jammed his cock inside your throat, making you whimper in pain and gag. His thrusts were brutal and hard, bruising your throat.
"Such a good fucking slut for me, stay still." He says as he digs his nails into your skull, forcing his cock to stretch your throat as he brutally pounded into it. He had no mercy for your throat, your gags and whimpers were like music to his ears. The way you cried and choked on his cock only turned him on more. He wanted to ruin you.
He grabbed your throat harshly, using it and tightening his grip around it. He choked you as he used your throat as his personal fleshlight. The way he used you made you so wet, you felt yourself approaching another orgasm.
He noticed the way your body shook and realized you were cumming without him permission, making him stop and give you a harsh slap, "Who gave you permission to cum, doll? I think you need to remember your place." He says as he positions himself behind you and looks at your used and puffy cunt.
"Look at your cunt, it's begging to be abused." He teased your lips, sliding his cock in between your lips and teasing your clit.
You moaned and you bucked your hips up, begging for his cock. He chuckled at your desperation, he positioned his cock along your stretched hole and slid right in. "Fuck, your pussy is still lose from earlier. You sucked me right in." He pounded into your loose pussy causing you to tremble in pleasure.
Your pussy was throbbing like crazy, begging for more. He noticed and continued to brutally fuck your restrained body. The thought of being able to use and abuse a doll like you, restrained and gagged, drove him insane. His touches got more possessive and his thoughts got more obsessive. You were his, he wanted nothing more than to claim your pathetic body as his.
"You're mine, you're my little sex doll."
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junkfoodcinemas · 11 months
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The Fast and the Furious Franchise (2001 - )
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otaku553 · 5 months
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Ok so I have been stewing this crossover au in my brain nonstop for the past few days and. I am nothing if not committed to the bit, so. Volume cover redraws :)
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If you want to read more about my one piece spy x family crossover, keep reading!
So the idea is simple! Crossover reincarnation au where ASL is reborn in Spy x Family. They’re each born separately and none of them are born with the same names as their previous lives, and with no way of finding each other, they each find their own thing to do in the world.
Sabo, too used to the dangers of being a spy, eventually finds a cause to devote himself to again, in preventing war from engulfing the country he was reborn in. Ace, drawn to fire as he was in his previous life, used arson as a means to rob rich people for sustenance and survival, and is eventually scouted and hired by Garden as a fire specialist and assassin. And Luffy, though born in perhaps the poorest condition, grows up happily and takes whatever part time jobs he wants to do.
The thing about Sabo is that, as much as he seems like a young man of good repute and high standing within society, everyone in WISE knows that he is a massive nuisance. Nobody knew in the beginning how a child less than half the age of most of their veteran agents could have the same skills and knowledge in their profession. Sabo was— and still is— hyper competent, and by the time WISE figured out just how much of a menace to society he was, it was too late.
Ace forgot for the first few years of his new life that he wasn’t made of fire, and consequently, received multiple accidental burns. This did not deter him, however, from growing up to be a very skilled arsonist, well-practiced in every which way to start a dumpster fire or house fire. As a teenage he would use this often to draw attention as he robbed rich people blind. When he was caught, he was given an ultimatum by Garden: join them and receive payment for starting fires and causing problems under contract, or face the government and authorities for his crimes. Begrudgingly, he joined Garden, but eventually comes to appreciate that he can make substantial money in his element.
Luffy is Luffy. No telepathy or experimentation, no fancy schools, no gimmicks or secret identities. But he has still lived an extremely colorful life in this world, full of fascinating and kind individuals who have helped him grow up healthy and relatively happy. He goes where he is free, and he takes whatever part time jobs he wants in order to make the minimum he needs to survive.
Ace and Sabo find each other first, in their late teens, and neither of them realize that the other remembers their previous life, but both refuse to separate. (Sabo thinks Ace doesn’t remember, because Ace didn’t recognize him. Ace never saw Sabo grow up past 10, however, so he doesn’t recognize older Sabo immediately. By the time he does realize who exactly Sabo is, Sabo has backtracked and pretends to know Ace from a dream, or from somewhere else.)
Sabo’s attachment to Ace, predictably, causes problems between Sabo and WISE, but by then, Sabo is indispensable to the organization, and they make an exception for Sabo to be able to remain with Ace, so long as Ace never finds out what Sabo’s actual job is. Ace, on the other hand, hides his job because he doesn’t want his brother, who he has just found and who does not know Ace well enough yet, to know that he makes a living from killing people.
And they find Luffy sometime afterwards, prior to the beginning of the Spy x Family canon. Luffy figures out, not long after moving in with his brothers, both of his brothers’ secret occupations and the fact that both of them remember their past memories. He thinks it is common knowledge, however, and so he never brings it up.
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bs-fangirl · 6 months
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The lovebirds deserve it! Congrats, boys! 🎉
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mehh141 · 1 year
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Barry Sloane being adorable (mostly just smiling and laughing) on Dan Allen’s interviews 
2021/2022 
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kishibei · 1 year
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LICK BACK
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leon s kennedy x reader | smut, 18+ | >1k words
summary: back in your RPD training days, rookie leon was just too easy to pick on. now that he's all grown up, leon is dead set on getting his lick back in the way he thinks best: finally getting the chance to fuck you.
cont: f! reader, morally grey (?) leon, revenge plot, light degradation, choking, manhandling, rough sex.
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just having turned twenty-one, the bright-eyed and blushy virgin who you thought had no real understanding of how the world worked, was just the perfect target for your teasing.
but running into leon who's all grown up now is such a trip. he's changed much more than he'll ever know, a seasoned expert at practically everything. you can tell he’s witnessed unspeakable horrors; everyone has, but his weary expression betrays that fact more than anything else, the perpetual downturn of his lips telling his entire story.
and despite everything leon's been through, he's still hung up over the little things; running through almost every single time you poked fun at him back in RPD, eyeing you from above with a steely gaze. he speaks slowly, making sure you hear it all from him, just a small reminder in case you'd forgotten all these years later.
you laugh awkwardly as he brings it up, fiddling with your hands before looking up at him with a timid smile. he was such a loser then, practically begging for the chance to be with you. but as he stands here now, you can't help but to notice exactly how much he's grown. that scrawny little frame you remember all too well had matured so well into this leviathan of a man, the very mountain of muscle and bone that towered over you.
he knows you find him attractive, it's evident in the way you shift your weight from one foot to the other, how you flutter those pretty lashes, and lean in real close when he talks, pretending you can't hear what he’s saying.
he smiles a bit crookedly now, and when you part those perfect glossy lips to speak, he can't think of anything else but slamming his cock down your throat, making you eat every last one of your mean words to him.
leon knows he should forgive you, really… you were so much younger then, unaware how deep the teasing had actually gone for him.
yet still, all leon wants to do is settle the score, to get his lick back for all the torment you put him through. he thinks for a moment, a quizzical expression flashing on his face for a moment. what better way to exact his little plot of revenge than by getting exactly what you'd been denying him of for years?
he's been waiting for this chance for ages, ever since the day he laid eyes on you at base. this was his opportunity; the opportunity to finally fuck you.
engaging in this conversation is all part of his newfound game, and when he’s finally got you split open on his cock, he knows he’s won.
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"fuck, leon! 's too much!" you cry out, the words leaving your lips in the whiniest manner.
it's almost pathetic really— the way fat tears start to well in your eyes, just threatening to spill as leon pumps into you. he's got you folded in on yourself on this shitty mattress; long gone flat with springs exposed, stained with grime and the remains of other unidentifiable fluids.
it's so dirty, almost filthier than the way leon's fucking you now; pressing your legs so far into yourself that your knees practically muff your ears, just barely lowering the sounds of his slamming back into that sloppy cunt.
leon's pace is unrelenting, and when you look up at him there's something dark clouding his gaze; like this means more to him than you think it does. you can't help but to think it's the result of all your bullying back then, and you know you're not too far off when he grabs your neck, squeezing at your throat like a man gone mad.
your eyes roll into the back of your head, panting and whining as he fucks you like this, but soon your vision grows hazy and a certain panic starts to settle in your bones.
"leon... lee!" you strain, voice coming out a small whisper as you begin to claw at his hands, trying to pry his fingers off of you.
he's so much stronger than you, always has been— even back when you would push him around during training, you knew it better than anyone. and here he was: the same wimpy little leon, using that very strength against you, closing around your esophagus while he fucks you into oblivion.
you're gonna die, you think— no, you know. you've convinced yourself of it when you stop scratching at his fingers, just moaning wantonly as tears roll down your cheeks. he leans down to press a kiss against your ear, releasing you for just a second before he's back at your neck.
"stupid, ungrateful, bitch..." he seethes, spitting the words at you like venom as he drags his cock out of you, only to ram it back in again and again.
the words are mean— hurting just a little worse than the bruises you know are forming under his fingertips. but your body betrays you, that messy cunt just clamping down on him as he whispers those cruel words over and over.
"stop! just stop, leon!" you babble, gasping for air as he let's go of you for another moment, bringing his lips down to kiss all over the bruises he's just made. leon's eyes flick up to yours, a wicked grin taking over his features.
"you don't mean that, y'know you don't..."
he's right, more than that.
so you let him fuck you, whispering obscenities far worse than the one's you've called him all that time ago as you cry and wail for him, overcome with equal parts pain and pleasure.
"lee... leon, i can't!" you whimper, fingernails clawing at his back as you tense up, legs shaking while you hold onto him tightly.
"yes, you can... you're fine." he sighs.
his response is surprisingly reassuring, and the way he strokes your cheek as it leaves him causes the tight coil in the pit of your stomach to snap, making you spasm beneath him with weak cries of pleasure.
"see? there you go..." he cooes, looking down at you with a softer gaze now. "feels good when you aren't fighting, doesn't it?"
you cant say much, just whining as he delivers his last few strokes with a grunt, filling you to the brim with thick, hot spurts of cum.
"shit..." leon pants.
"isn't this the part where you tell me you're sorry?"
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jamesbranwen · 9 months
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I just found something that mattered more to me than choosing sides.
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thejacketscloset · 6 months
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Soap is extremely good at math, but his methods for getting his answers confuse Ghost to no end. He goes through added steps to equations Ghost would never even consider, he somehow factors and simplifies at the same time. Despite how complicated Soap's process seems to be though, Ghost has yet to see him be wrong.
Ghost asks Soap about his process once between missions. They're relaxing on base and Soap is going over his formulas for his demolitions, looking for any improvements he could make. Ghost gets another glance at his nearly illegible equations and forgets to hold his tounge before it's too late.
"How in the bloody hell do you make sense of all of that?" He grumbles out, sounding more confused than anything.
Soap glances over to where Ghost is peeking at his notes, and he offers a genuine smile.
"Ah dunno'. Just kinda clump together the things that make most sense." Soap answers. He points to a specific part of his notes as he speeks, but it does little to make them any more clear for Ghost.
Ghost hums and considers the answer for a second.
"Well it's impressive, Johnny. Lord knows I couldn't do all that."
He hardly thinks the praise is anything special, but then he's looking back to Soap's face and he's just beaming at Ghost, and damn if he can't fight off his own smile.
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nitewingbabi · 8 months
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↳ call me anytime             ⚤ ghostface x female!reader  【 18+ ONLY — Minors DNI 】warnings ⇢ sexting, swearing, pinning, mentions of blood/killing, degrading, breeding-kink, rawr, overstimulation, mentions of somnophilia, pervert ghostface, voyeur, stalking, the usual dirty stuff ✉ taking requests first part  ▻  please respond…i showed you my cock second part  ▻ a pretty mouth  tag @drpreminjer a/n; wrote this while listening to call me - blondie, and it just made the whole thing a lot hotter. if this gets 500 notes then I’ll put out a part four 
“This is going to be fun.” He was hungry for you, his jeans were off within seconds of seeing your pussy sprawled out for him. You turned your head in hopes to see him but from your angle it was hard. 
“I’m going to fuck up this pussy, you’re gonna be dripping with my cum when I’m finished with you.” You could only moan as you felt his hot tip brush against your slit, running along the thin crack and ever so slowly pressing into your folds just slightly. 
The tease was enough to drive you into psychosis, but you were pretty sure you were already there. At least now you could tick ‘fuck a serial killer’ off your bucket list. 
After dragging the head of his cock along your folds did he finally push in, the first inch painful as it surpassed your hole with a ‘pop’. After that he pushed himself further in til the base of his cock was against your thighs and ass. His thrusts were harsh but slow, teasing yet fulfilling. His own moans began to mix with yours as he started to speed up his pace. 
The sounds of pleasure and skin slapping echoed off your walls, and if you weren’t already turned on the smack delivered to your left cheek made you weak. It took you by surprise but it made you melt at the rush it gave you. 
“Such a slut, you’ve been dying to be fucked like this haven’t you? Been waiting for me to fill up your hole? Make you into a dirty whore. Feels good being fucked by a real man? A real killer.” You could barely get a word out as his thrusts became more violent and he was slamming against your cervix, ripping screams from your throat of pain and pleasure. He stopped his movements for a moment, flipping you over and pushing your legs against your chest. 
He slipped your shirt up, your tits falling out and bouncing as he thrusted back in and out. You didn’t take your eyes off him, looking over his body to see he had a button up shirt underneath his cloak and his pale toned abs were peeking through. His cock drilling in and out of you was a sight you thought you’d never get to see. 
His leather gloved fingers toyed with your perked nipples, twisting oh so painfully that it pulled a yelp from your lips. You loved it and hated it at the same time, wanted more and wanted him to slow down. 
“Such a dirty princess.” He muttered, almost going crazy with his thrusting as he could tell you were reaching your high. Your eyes watered at the immense sensation that passed through you, body shaking and clutching onto his arms as he continued to pound in and out. Your thrashing for him to stop was frustrating and he grabbed your wrists, pinning them down by your sides and pushing even harder. 
“P-p-please! I can’t—“ you tried to get out but your body felt like it was going into overdrive and spasming from the overstimulation. 
“You can princess. You will.” He laughed at your tears, throwing his head back as he began chasing his own orgasm. His moans got louder and you could feel yourself clenching as another orgasm would be ripped from you. 
“Fucking cum on my cock princess. Cum on your master’s cock. Do it for me.” You had only just realised that he was not using protection and you didn’t have any form of birth control. 
“W-wait, I’m not—“ you tried to speak but he cut you off. 
“Oh I know, I’m going to fill you up with me. Does that scare you? Carrying my baby? Carrying a murder’s baby? I thought you liked it like this princess? Hmm? Don’t back out now, I’m s-so fucking close—fuck!” His high came quicker than he wanted, clashing with your own high and both your juices flooding each other. Your orgasm clouded your mind and his cum warmed your walls. 
His hips had clashed against yours a few short times before he stopped riding out his high. Looking down and seeing you so full of his cum it was pouring out of you. He pulled his cock out, both your juices coating the member. 
You weren’t sure what to say but you wanted to say something. Anything. But what do you say to ghostface after he fucked you and came inside your pussy? You sat up, feeling slightly icky at the feeling of cum all over your thighs and comforter. 
He was making quick work of his pants and cloak, grabbing your chin to stop you from saying anything. 
“Until next time princess.” He placed his glove over your eyes and removed just the bottom of his mask to shove his tongue in your mouth and leave you with a taste of alcohol and what you guessed was marijuana as well. It made your heart race and you didn’t open your eyes until after he had left, looking over the damage that he had done. 
You knew you’d be at the pharmacy as soon as it opened the next morning. There was no way you were getting pregnant by a killer. 
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It had been two weeks, and three murders since you had last had any contact with ghostface. Which was also when he fucked you raw and came inside you in your bedroom. 
You felt stupid for even thinking it, but you thought that he’d at least try and stick around or visit you. You weren’t after a relationship, but you were getting tired of the shower head and you were too embarrassed to keep a vibrator in your room. You walked down the hallway, carrying your books from class to class. You felt like you had been on autopilot for days, waiting around for something to happen. 
You felt bad for the families that had lost their members of family to him. And the police had still come up with nothing. You even began to think about who ghostface could possibly be? His body didn’t match a lot of the guys at your school. But then again some of the guys didn’t wear the most framing clothes either. You knew he was pale, and toned. Definitely taller than you. 
You began scanning the hall of your school, eyeing the guys that walked past and whether or not they fit your description. Or at least what you had seen of him. Your phone began vibrating in your hand, alerting you someone was once again messaging you. 
➤ looking for me? 
Your heart began racing, he was watching you. Your eyes left your device, looking around to see if anyone around you was paying a little too much attention. But you didn’t see anyone. The bell rung for class and you headed off to your last periods of the day. You were going to have to do some digging to find out who he was, not that you really cared who he was. But it would make contacting him a bit easier. 
Finally school being over for the day, you could collapse on your bed. Slumping down on the mattress and you felt your skirt fly up, your ass exposed to the empty room. You felt your phone vibrate again. 
➤ arch your back and spread your legs 
The message was mysterious and you had wondered how once again he was watching you. 
➤ do it. 
Without another thought you did as he said, pushing your ass to the ceiling and face into the mattress like you had been asked. Your back arching in a graceful way that it could’ve been considered art. 
➤ that’s a good girl. 
You wondered where he was, out your window? In your closet? You began to situate yourself back into a comfortable position. Eyes scanning around your room for once again, something out of the ordinary. Your eyes fell on your computer, green light appearing next to your camera and it hit you. He had been watching you that way. You moved closer the laptop, brows furrowing as you got up close to the camera. 
You knew he could see you, but could he hear you? Like he read your mind, your phone began ringing. 
Private Number 
“Hello?” You answered, hiding the slight worry in your voice as you thought of how long he must have been watching you through your camera. Not that it mattered but, he had access to it before he even started targeting you possibly. 
“Hi princess, wish you could see me. Cause I can see you.” His words were followed with a deep throating laugh, why did he have to make you so hot? 
“How are you doing that?” You asked in a harsh tone of voice, biting on your lip that he might react poorly to your aggression. 
“I can do whatever I want. You think this is the only camera I’ve been watching you through? I’ve got your house hooked. I know when you’re alone. When you’re awake. When you’re asleep. Although, while you’re sleeping it’s much better climbing through your window and fucking my fist to the sight of your cute pyjamas right in front of you. You don’t even stir, tits all perky for me, legs spread and ready to take me in. Maybe one night I ought to just fuck you then, wake you up nice and good with my cock. Hm? Bet you’d fucking worship me and beg me to stop but you wouldn’t mean in.” 
His words were working you up and you felt bothered that it did this time. He had been in your room when you weren’t conscious, seeing you in a vulnerable state and position. It felt unfair. 
“Well what if I keep you out? I’ll lock all my doors and nail my window shut if I have too.” You spat back, hoping he would take your warning seriously. 
“Oh princess, even if you could…would you really want me too?” 
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yourallie · 9 months
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re6 leon is so slutty 。・:*˚:✧。
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genderlessjacky · 8 months
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Im like 100% CONFIDENT Vizie is trying to show us that this is the life Stolas wanted him and Blitzo to have , he wanted them to be happy but Blitz think he is using him for sex when in actuality he really loved him and wanted them to be together
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mendingcross · 8 months
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spot the difference
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xob1tchs · 1 year
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hiya! Can I request a smut of Ethan carving his name into the readers leg and then accidentally cumming inside but the reader doesn’t really mind It
my oh my
pairing; fem!reader x ethan landry
warnings; cock warming, pet names, unprotected sex, pain kink (?), name carving, lil blood, cream pie, unedited so spelling & grammar errors.
a/n; title inspo here :9 this is shorter than I’d like it be but what can ya do!? anyways, hope u like! enjoyyyyy xx
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You’re not sure how you ended up this position. Or actually, you totally are. You were a fool to trust Ethan when he’d slipped into your bed, hands wandering your body, begging in a quiet voice to feel you. Just wanna be in you, I promise. He’d said, and the warmth from his breath on your neck mixed with the smell of his sweat and cologne had made you a a little dizzy, so you mindlessly agreed.
Now? Well now you’re back is pressed to your wall, and your legs are thrown over Ethan’s, because he’s sat infront of you - and kind of below you, with his cock stuffed inside of you, and his hands holding your thigh down as he traces a thin needle along the soft and untouched skin.
The pain is faint, similar to getting a tattoo, but you still find yourself squirming as he begins the last letter of his name; almost carved into your skin completely. You’re sure when it heals it’ll scar but eventually fade, and that’s the only reason you agreed when Ethan muttered the idea into your ear - but with the way your pussy clenches everytime the needle tears your skin, you’re beginning to think the pain is what has your pussy leaking around the base of his huge cock.
“It’s gonna look so good baby, I’m almost finished” eathan coos, cock twitching inside of you, pulsating at how you whine his name, rolling your hips gently, pussy suctioning around his cock like a vice.
His hands shake as he finishes off the last letter, humming as he tosses the needle away, and when he mumbles that he’s done - you find yourself mewling at the sight, blood dribbling down from the fresh letters, skin stinging and tingling.
“Will you let me?” You ask, shifting forward to straddle him, wincing at the feeling of his skin against your own. His hips jut up into you, cock head caressing the sweet spot deep inside of you, and you cry out.
He laughs under his breath, nose knocking against yours as you begin to shakily bounce up and down on his cock “I’d wear your name around my neck if you asked” he smiles into your mouth, relishing in the way wetness seeps down his balls with every word he speaks.
When that coil begins to wind in his tummy and he feels his cock begin to twitch he knows he’s about to cum, his hands gripping your love handles harshly, lips parting in warning — but you continue to bounce on him with no intention to stop, and before he can say anything he feels himself come undone. His cock twitches and pulsates inside of you, thick white ropes of semen coating your gummy walls, gushing out around the base of his cock when you hit your own high, gushing down his balls and staining your comforter.
“Oh shit baby- I didn’t mean to-“
Your lips cut him off, kissing him gently and longingly, fingers cradling his face gently as you pull away and smile at him sweetly “it’s fine e, been wanting you to cum inside anyways” you shrug, and he finds the words insanely hot, soft cock seemingly standing back to life — already ready for round two.
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batfiend · 9 months
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Making up for lost time.
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halfghostwriter · 1 year
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When a true baby ghost is born— a ghost not born of dying, but rather through the desire of another ghost— they are little more than a core with wispy ectoplasm emanating from them for about a month. During said month, they take on influence from their surroundings in order to figure out the form they’ll take, hence why so many young ghosts look like their parents.
Because they aren’t fully formed until a month after their birth, the parent or parents will take on a far more aggressive, primal form in order to protect their child. The parent’s form will become incredibly monstrous, and their size will increase, with triple their normal size being most common among parents. Their mental state also becomes incredibly instinctual, higher intelligence temporarily being replaced by aggression towards anyone the ghost doesn’t consider family. They stay in this state until the baby is fully formed.
Of course, Danny “don’t worry about it” Phantom forgets to add this bit of trivia to his explanation to his fellow heroes as to why he was taking paternity leave. In his defense, he didn’t expect them to visit during that month.
And he definitely didn’t expect his brooding brain to latch onto most everyone who visited as “part of his brood.”
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