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slashingdisneypasta 9 months
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Big Bad x AFAB!Princess!Reader || Drabble
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Plot: This lives in an AU where you live in a basic fairytale where you're saved from wolves by a prince and you're aware of this happening over... and over... and over again. Theirs not a whole lotta context, just wolf/princess love and smut (: Haha XD
Warnings: SMUT, wolfman/princess smut!, monster fucker/furry shit (I consider this guy half wolf, half man- considering how he runs on his two hind legs whereas Granny runs on all fours), knotting, one use of 'bitch', dirty talk, cumming inside, and loss virginity.
Tagging: - No one yet! But do let me know if you want to be tagged for wolf stuff XD
His eyes on you are heavy and boiling hot, that beautiful red dress for the ball that you picked out suddenly the most endangered species in the kingdom. You had never felt him look at you quite this hard before, no one period had look at you like this before. Certainly not the prince your fairytale seems hellbent on you ending up with all neat and tidy-like. All you had shared with him before were sweet kisses and waist touches even on your many wedding nights- and that was nice. Yes, it had been nice. Edward was sweet, and you were good friends.
But this, though, being looked at like a meal, was completely something else. This is what you expected it to feel like when Edward first saved you; red, hot, heat that made you clench and feel like you were burning from the inside. It didn't, and you thought it must have been something they talked about in stories but didn't really exist... until this moment.
"Sweetheart... that is a nice dress, I gotta say."
With a little giggle, your heart beating hard in your chest, you spread out the skirt a bit; looking down. "You think so?"
"Red... was the right choice. You look good enough to eat~ " The ever-present growl in his voice seemed even thicker now, even rougher, sending a rush straight through you.
"... I'd- I'd like to see you try."
You don't know what possessed you to say something like that but by the sharp, gnarled grin on Big Bad's maw you can tell that you said just the right words.
Just a moment passes of him looking at you with that devilish grin before he reaches over, takes a handful of your skirt and tugs you to him. His maw is much closer to you now, leaning in towards your ear and growling directly into it. It sends a shiver up your spine, every patch of your skin on edge. "... I can do that for you, sweetheart~ "
His large clawed hand trails over your body from sternum to groin- as if he were gutting you, without actually hurting you. You know he must have done the exact same thing on a lot of less-fortunate's and it thrills you. Taking a risk, you trickle your fingertips up his strong arms, his eyes following your hesitant little hands with an amused smirk, until you get to his broad, furry shoulders. Slowly and carefully raising onto your tip toes you give the big bad wolf, your villain, a gentle kiss on the tip of his snout.
"Aghhhh you trynta drive a wolf insane, little princess?... thats a dangerous game ya know?... You could get real hurt... "
"You've never actually hurt me before, B,.. " He's abducted you and he's kept you, threatened you and teased you,... but never, in the years and years that you've done this thing with him - this whole fairytale routine, - has he actually hurt you.
"No?... huh, I guess I haven't." He doesn't attempt to explain why he hasn't, he just smirks at you.
"... what do you wanna do to me?"
... Big Bad's grin slowly grows and his clawed hands suddenly clutch your hips, tugging you against him and thick stomach, now. You let out a yelp that makes his ears perk up.
"You wanna see? I can show ya."
Taking a deep breath, and thinking about the script you've known your whole life - you get abducted by the wolves, you get kept by the wolves, you get saved from them and never look back, - and you nod. "I do." You're tired of that script. It never felt quite right.
"Oh sweetheart we are gonna have some fun... this has been comin' for a long time, dontcha think?... Now be a good little bitch and pull up that pretty dress for me."
Face hot, you take a deep breath and bite on your bottom lip as you think about it for just a second more before being obedient and doing what your villain just asked- no, told you to. Meanwhile Big Bad sticks his snout in your neck and your hair and takes a deep sniff; his eyes rolling backwards into his skull as the smell goes straight to his head like a drug. He lets out an awfully moving groan. "B- "
"Aghhhh Y/N- you don't know how long its been since I had a princess~ " He speaks directly into your ear and it makes you feel helpless- but not to him. To your own damn needs.
Before you can do anything though, Big Bad goes and sits himself down heavily on the ground and, looking up at you, pats his lap. You quickly get down with him, setting yourself eagerly on top of him. Your skirts, picked out for a ball that he is certainly not invited to, billowing out around you both like a crimson pool. Eagerly he digs down between you both and into his ragged old pants, held together by a piece of rope, and pulls right out his... um... man-part.
And- you've never seen one of them before! Certainly not one that's half man, half wolf. You're wide eyed, blinking at it getting pumped and wondering how that horrifying thing is supposed to fit. He notices your quiet shock-horror and uses his free hand to lift your chin up; Your adorable round eyed look connecting with the devious look on his mug. "... that's huge."
"Heh. Well, its gonna get bigger sweetcheeks."
"What!?- "
"Shh, promise, sweetheart, I got this. Just relax, and uh... heh, tell me if I claw at you a too hard, yeah? Like I toldya, its been a while... "
Swallowing nervously, you touch your fingers to the tip of it; the slit. The head is a bulbous thing, feeling wet and hot and firm. The touch makes your over-sensitive wolf growl again, the sound a frustrated melody from deep in his chest and makes your eyes shoot up to his face again. You open your mouth to ask if that's okay- when he flings your hand away from him and suddenly uses his own hand (Paw?) to shove his tip against your slick slit.
"Drivin' me effin crazy- Now, listen to me here doll, I got something important ta say." Big Bad holds up a finger and taps your nose with it then, making you pay attention to him. Which is hard, with his heavy knot resting on your clit. Your lips are parted and you already feel dumb, listening to him. "I'll be careful with ya the first few strokes... but after that I wont be able ta control myself... basic instinct, and all that~ You got that?"
"... yeah."
"Good~ Now c'mere."
~
True to his word, he pushes past your limits slow the first few times... gritting his teeth and watching his full length disappear into your sweet heat; Deep eyes flickering up to your face to check how you're going with it- but it wasn't long until this huge wolf-man was pounding your pussy like a man absolutely starved. Ravenous.
Feral.
"Bet your prince never had you like this," He growls, thrusting roughly into your cunt and slamming all the way to the hilt. "Bet he never even touched you."
All the humour you've come to know Big Bad for is gone, leaving behind just a wolf. A possessive wolf in desperate need to make you hit mate and mark you in every possible way so no one else even looks at you ever again. His claws are leaving scrapes on your soft hips, his teeth leave wounds on your neck that he soothes with his tongue, his sweat leaves a scent you wont be able to shake for the ball later. "He'll never touch you."
You're holding a hand tight over your mouth to keep from screaming, the pleasure of having your hole stretched and pummeled all too much for you. The knot on his cock stretches you all the way inside and every thrust delivers a perfect stroke to your swollen clit. Your hips roll desperately against his.
"Sweetheart you are the sweetest fucking thing I've ever been in. Perfect. Fucking- aghhhh. I'm gonna make you drip my cum for days."
"Ah- "
"Next time you come ta the cottage... you'll be able to scream as loud as you want. I don't care what anyone thinks, listenin' in. They're gonna think I'm fucken eating you whole with how loud I'll train ya to be for me. I wanna hear those squeals~" He licks your throat where he made you bleed with his teeth, groaning at the taste of your blood, and your hips actually stutter.
He starts to beat your cunt even harder, pounding into you with all the pent-up sexuality of a man who's been lusting for years, drawing you to a mind blowing feeling better then cake. Something hot explodes inside you, which feels good too as you come down from the amazing feeling and your heartbeat continues to beat fast- but you're finally able to take in some deep breaths. Begin to calm down again.
Big Bad does the same thing, breathing heavily and smirking at your cute exhausted form on his lap- still with his cock buried inside you. He cant see it over his generous tummy, but he can feel you throbbing on him.
"Heh... you know sweetheart?.. this is my new favourite dress a'yours."
Giving a tired laugh, you run a hand through your hair. "So, u-uh... what now?"
"Well, its gonna take a while for my thing to relax enough fa you to release me~ Heheh. So ya stuck with me for a few more minutes."
A smile warms to your face at that news, squeezing the knot inside you and making the smirk flicker from his face momentarily. "... good." You always loved your time spent with him better then your happy ending, anyway. It can wait.
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slashingdisneypasta 7 months
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Big Bad x AFAB!Princess!Reader || Smutshot
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You're holding a hand tight over your mouth to keep from screaming, the pleasure of having your cunt stretched and pummeled all too much for you. // "Next time you come ta the cottage... you'll be able to scream as loud as you want. I don't care what anyone thinks, listenin' in. They're gonna think I'm fucken eating you whole with how loud I'll train ya to be for me. I wanna hear those squeals~"
Basically, Big Bad pulls through on his promise from last time (in Part 1).
Warnings: Smut with feelings- but when the smut comes it is DIRTY. B takes you like bitch in heat, pretty much literally. Dirty talk, doggy style (But not anal, I'm not into it sorry), rough, on the floor, nuts in you, a few moments of edging, begging, knotting, etc.
Tagging: @marinerainbow. Yes, more! XD
The next time you are 'kidnapped' (Though the word had lost its true meaning at this point. You've been very happy to be taken by your wolves for some time now, and this time was definitely not exempt- even if you were nervous for this one considering what happened the last time you and Big Bad were... in the visinity... ), you were curious as to how Big Bad would feel about you now. Is it possible that he lost interest, now? Now that he had had you? Isn't that a thing, with villains?...
But- no. He was more then your villain wasn't he?? You were good friends! Despite your rolls, at least, you thought you were friends.
Maybe more, now. Hopefully-
But... there is still a nagging worry that's been dancing around in the corner of your mind since he left you that night. You thought, because he didn't turn around to glance at you one more time as he disappeared back into the woods when he left (Going back to his home. Leaving you to yours. It felt wrong that they werent the same), that it meant... maybe, you didn't mean much to him afterall. Not after-...
You also thought that was silly, but- Edward always looked back whenever he left you. Perhaps it was a prince thing, but goddamnit it fucked with you.
When you noticed that it was just him - Big Bad, - , no Granny and no Kiddy around to kidnap you with him like they always are- you become even more confused. What? But- Where were they? The moment Big Bad sets you down on the uneven cobblestone ground outside the dark old cottage that the wolves live in deep in these woods, you start fiddling with the tips of your fingers; picking at the skin and peering around awkwardly, as he reaches a thick arm past you and chucks the door open. For you. "Um- "
"Yeah?"
"Where are, uh, um- where are the guys?"
Big Bad's shiny canine-eyes, inhuman eyes, flicker down to your smaller form with a dark and primal grin that all of a sudden sets your insides on fire. Your lips fall open. "Got rid of 'em. Figured this time we might wanna be alone... " For a second the dirty, needful way he was looking at you softens the tiniest bit, and you watch his ears flatten half-way against his head sweetly- if Big Bad could be sweet. Your head tilts to the side, confused again, but his next word - as gruff and growly as it still sounded, - cleared it up for you. Your eyes widen. "right?" ... He was checking.
"... mhm- " Yes. Words fail you, so you just nod; eager and pleased and aching to reach for him. Feel him under your hands again, his fur and his fat. Already theirs a throbbing heat starting to blossom in your lower belly, excited to have him touch you the same way as he did the last time. Use you again, like you remember. Inside your chamber at the palace, during the awful time you have to spend just waiting around for your story to start up all over again, when you're supposed to 'enjoy your happy ending', you couldn't get it out of your head.
Since you and Edward don't share a room with eachother, not even on that first night after the your story finishes, you would lay there flat on your back in that beautiful canopied bed wondering where Big Bad was right then. You could see that dank cottage and you actually wished you were there, not in the palace though it's beautiful and comfortable. Was he still thinking about you? you would think, too, cheeks getting hot. And when you would let your eyes fall shut, you would picture it again; the way Big Bad's cock felt stretching you and making you feel full-up, and your heartbeat would speed up inside your chest and your toes would curl.
You tried to feel it again by yourself, stroking your sensitive folds to thoughts of him, memories, and dipping your own fingers in while picturing those deep burnt acorn coloured eyes smirking at you like always does, but it wasn't the same.
When Big Bad's clawed paw wraps slowly around your arm now like he's just reminding himself you're really really truly back, and he leans into your face and you feel his breath, you're afraid your heart just might take off with how hard it's beating becwuse of him. His eyes wonder up and down your body and he swallows, growls, and then returns to your eyes with a sharp smirk. "... I thought so."
That makes you grin; a bright, toothy one. "You did??"
"Mhm... c'mon."
You don't need to be told twice, feeling Big Bad's paw move to the small of your back feather-light, you fly into the house like his touch gave you wings. Before you turn around, the door closes and the two of you are plunged into darkness, except for the little streams of daylight coming in through the cracks in the closed window curtains- well, what daylight manages to first get in through the trees overhead at least. So, despite daylights efforts, it is still quite dark in here.
You can still at least see his broad shape in the dark though, and he can definitely see you (And if he couldn't then he could sniff you out. Or he could hear you breathing) as he finds you effortlessly, body colliding finally back with yours. God you missed him. God you missed him! You have missed Big Bad every time you've been taken away for years now, but all of a sudden its really hitting you. You hate being away.
A surprised gasp escapes you as his arms wrap around you in the dark, your own gliding up his wide, warm chest until your finger tips glide along his furry shoulders. Your palms find the hill of his neck and you get up on your tippy toes- aiming a kiss blindly towards his sensitive snout. Now that its dark, you feel more confident.
More needy. More willing to show it.
A chuckle escapes him as your lips touch his nose all-soft, and you feel it through his belly and against your chest which makes you smile again. "You're an eager little princess this time, huh?... sweet,.. "
"I missed you." You whisper matter o' factly, just telling him because its true. You don't want to keep it to yourself.
"Hmm? And what'd ya miss? Huh? My... " You can feel a clawed finger entangle itself in a thick strand of your hair. "Wit?"
"Yes... "
"My... " He gives it a gentle tug, and it is the oddest thing; The feeling blooms into something tingly that rushes straight down to your core. You let out a quipped sigh and he breathes out a growl. "Roguish looks?... my sense of humour?... c'mon sweetheart, you're gonna haveta' give it to me straight."
Your eyes are round and shiny in the dark, your hands on his shoulders again as you tilt your head to the side. You know he's after something specific, he's devious and he wants to make you admit how much you've wanted his knot again these past few weeks and make you beg for him- and you have wanted that and you will beg- but mostly you just missed your friend. You always miss him when you're over there; he's your best friend. And you just wwnt him to know. "I just... missed you."
For a moment Big Bad doesn't respond, just stares at you. It makes you nervous that you cant see his expression but when you feel his paws clench tighter around your waist- and worse, the hot appendage straining against loose-fitting pants and the inside of your thigh, you figure you must have said the right thing. When he talks, his deep-growly-voice is so impossibly huskier and lost to lust that you know his eyes must match. You'd love to see them. The next time, you think with a little elevated smirk, you'll have him fuck you somewhere light- so that you can see clearly how he looks at you with his thick cock sunk inside you. "... fucking hell pup you're gonna kill me."
Spurred on by the dark and the way his voice is full of lust, you graze your fingers down over his chest until your touch reaches the rope keeping the old fabric around his hips under his belly, and slip your fingertips just beneath the waistband. You could just keep going, and feel it again... the idea is enticing, his heavy cock in your hand. "... how would I do that?" You ask, eyes downcast and head full of fuzz and hot thoughts.
Before you can get any further, Big Bad's large clawed paws are digging into your hips and dragging you against his still-clothed cock, making you gasp and let go of him; biting your lip at the vague outline of that thickness you've been dreaming about against your puffy pussy again. Finally. "... you're fucken perfect, doll. I'm gonna mate you tonight."
"You're gonna- "
"Make you mine, little princess." He cuts you off and clarifies, a sharp claw touching into the delicate skin beneath your chin and nudging your face up to look at him leering over your form. You can just see the light reflecting off of his eyes. "Officially. How d'ya feel about that? I'm thinkin' that's what you want... Ta have a monster split ya so good you're never good fa anyone else again. Have me keep ya here and not let the fucken prince take ya away from me again- break the rules for ya. Keep ya with me, keep ya safe, keep you happy and keep ya filled like a needy little bitch... hm? Y/N? Whadaya think?"
"... please." You can't think of a thing else to say.
"That's what I thought."
~
You come to find that when Big Bad says he'll do something, he does it. He didn't even move you to the bedroom you know there is in this cottage; he just whipped you around like a doll and shoved you down to the ground, on your stomach. It makes you feel like a helpless victim as he pulled up your skirts and took out his leaking cock- rubbing the precum-covered tip all over your sloppy wet entrance from behind. The feeling has you emitting choked sighs.
When he slips in ball-deep, filling you up completely in one go unlike the last time when he took things slow for you (this time he didnt bother, and you want to thank him for it. You were more then ready and you were already clenching around nothing), your fingernails dig into the wooden floor. "Ah- " It feels so good, your pussy is already squeezing him tight and very sensitive to the feeling of his heavy balls grazing your skin.
"Little pup, I toldya last time- the next time I fucked ya you'd get ta be as loud as ya want. So- " Like you're his to use, his to pose and spread out just how he wants to see you, he uses two sharp-clawed paws to pick up your hips and set your knees against the wood nice and far away from each other, your lips stretched open wide around his thick, fat cock the further he stretches your thighs from eachother. Sighing, again, you lean down to the floor and rest your forehead against your forearm; arching your back like a cat in the sun equally as much for him and for yourself. You neeeed him... "Lemme know what I'm doin' right, yeah?~ Heheh."
Then, having mounted you like a dog, a bitch, Big Bad starts to pound you like one. And you do as you're told, sticking your fingernails so deeply into the wood that you make indentations that you'll look for again later, chewing your bottom lip like a toy, and huffing and pleading (Please- please- please- please- oh, please- ) along with his every hard thrust up into your leaking hole. Just like the last time, he loses himself to the feeling of your hot little cunt wrapped around his fat cock.
When he bends over your back, his heavy body weighing you down and making it harder to breath (which just hieghtens your pleasure, like its hump or die), the heel of his paw lands heavily next to your hand in the wood and he starts humping against you even faster, even rougher, his nose finding its way to your neck purely by feel alone; sniffing hard at your scent and your sweat. Memorising you this way. Sure, he already knew you from before, from all the times he had to hunt you down when you were lost in the woods and he kidnapped you away from your prince, but not this way. Not full of his cock, covered in his scent. This you was his, actually his. He had imagined it before, filling you -special you, - with his pups but this was real. This was you really being his. Willingly, enthusiastically, desperately his.
He never wanted to be without your sweet cunt wrapped around him again. He was finally maling you his and he wanted you to always be on his fat cock now. He did not want to let you go, again.
He knew that was an impossibility, but he could make this one last. Until you came crawlin' back to him for more like a good, loyal bitch, at least.
"Louder," He growls into your ear, sharp teeth then scraping against the soft soft skin of your neck. A little princesses neck. He cannot wait to mark this skin up so bad you cannot be considered anything but his, by anyone. Especially your dumb little prince. - He'll get to that, though. "I want 'em ta hear your pretty screamin' at the palace. I want 'em ta think I'm rippin' you apart."
He's furiously ramming into your hole now when suddenly he stops- just grinding his groin tediously into your slick, drippy, sensitive heat and making you whine. Needy. Desperate. "Please... please, B- I- I need y- "
"Whadaya need?"
"You... please... pleasepleaseplease... " God, he's just torturing you. You're crying, tears actually creeping out the corners of your eyes and sliding down your hot cheeks. You can taste the salt in your mouth. The pleasure is so slow, so drawn out between your thighs, you're full but he's only rubbing himself against you now- edging you. Teasing you. Training you. How he can even keep himself together like he is right now with the way you're wringing him out with your cunt, you have no clue because you're about to explode, pressing your forehead into your forearm. Your forehead massaging your forearm as Big Bad's movements roll your body.
"Who am I? What am I?"
"... Wolf... my- my... mate... g- please!"
That's the breaking point. Yes he is your fucking mate. And you are his. "Scream." He tells you then, raising up into his knees again and starting to suddenly slam between your folds harder then ever. Every thrust has him pulling out almost all the way, almost leaving you empty each time before his groin presses against the back of your puffy cunt and your ass again when he goes back in. Fucking you braindead like a pathetic little pup.
His cock pummels into you, stretching your inexperienced little hole as far as it can go it seems, and making your legs tremble with pleasure as you arch your ass back into him more. You didn't know he could get like this, almost feral- your intimidating, yet surprisingly well-mannered Big Bad who was destroying your drooling cunt because he can not control himself inside you. A scream rips out of you, your fingers ball into a fist and your eyes squeeze shut as the pleasure comes to an overwhelming head. "Big Baad!!"
Suddenly he nuts, blowing that hot feeling inside you once again just like last time, which sends you over the edge- making you a sloppy, creamy, destroyed mess on the floor with his knot still stuck in you. His cum oozes out of you around his knot, drooling down your thighs and to the wood while your tears dry up on your cheeks.
After a few moments of heavy breathing on both your ends, Big Bad comes back to reality first and leans over you once again to nose up your spine until he reaches your neck. While you're coming down from that great high, he gently rubs your little cunt around his knot to calm you down while breathing in your sweet scent from your neck.
"... that's was good, Y/N... princess... real good... you're all mine now, yeah?... I promise I wont let 'em take ya away again this time... "
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slashingdisneypasta 8 months
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馃拫 Imagine; 馃拫
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Basically Enchanted!AU with a toothy bonus.
Falling under a sleeping curse, which wasnt supposed to happen (It wasnt written. It was rogue), and of course your Prince - the one who was written to be perfect for you, who you have all this stuff in commen with, who has saved you a hundred million times before, - comes and, thinking this is going to be simple, presses a gentle kiss to your sleeping lips...
But you don't stir.
He starts to get worried, pressing a more meaningful kiss there. There are eyes in the woods around you watching with baited breath, half hoping you wake up and half hoping you stay comatose.
You remain peacefully at rest, looking like a beautiful, ominously preserved corpse.
Another kiss. Another. And a long, sweet one.
Your eyes don't even flutter, your fingers don't even twitch. Why...
Your Prince Charming is completely disoriented- he knows you mustnt truly love him. And maybe he doesnt truly love you. Just because you were written to doesnt mean its real. But he's still worried about you, he doesn't know what to do with himself, he doesn't know how to save you, and thats his job. His entire point. The only reason he was there, in the story. His entire existence was dreamt up to save you, but...
You're not in love with eachother.
... Your Prince stays with you until nightfall and some hours after that too, until he wipes his hopeless, guilty wet eyes and leaves.
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Then finally the dark, shiny eyes watching from the woods around you can emerge slowly.
They carefully approach your sweet, dreaming form with a confused look on their snout. How... could it not have worked...
... can't be him... big bad wolves don't get the princesses... don't get happy endings...
Yet still, you're asleep. Unresponsive to your fated lovers kiss. As if you're baiting him. Just give it one shot wolfie- what can you lose? No one'll know. Not even me.
Sharp, blood-tipped teeth show and gleam in the moonlight as the mouth twists into a confused scowl. Or a smirk? A tiny bit hopeful, despite it all?
Quickly looking around, listening to the sounds of the forest at night for any sign that Prince Charming is coming back, the monster looks down at you and focuses.
"... okay doll, fine, I'm gonna give this a try. But don't get your hopes up... "
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You wake up in the woods all on your own, the clearing spooking, dark and secluded, but theirs a lovely light feeling on your lips and you know exactly who it was. It's your dark little secret, just between you and your monster.
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slashingdisneypasta 3 months
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do you care about priest AUs at all? because I鈥檝e been avoiding them for as long as I can remember and recently made one exception that changed my worldview lol. just the most amazing x reader fic about a priest consumed with lust for a person equally as horny for him with a tension filled argument inside the confessional ending in a smut scene. so good. opened my eyes to the trope fr
I loveeee priest au's XD I just don't really run in fandoms that utilise them that often 馃槄 BUT I AM SO INTRIGUED XD The thought if a repressed or even corruption priest taking advantage of his post??? 馃槒 Haha XD I've also been known to consider nun/nun au's *cough* Sorry I'm a whore-
(Some that i can think of right now) Characters I'd love to write priest au's for:
Freddy Krueger (I mean come on. I'm shocked he never did this in the movies) or possibly Inkubus.
Bo Sinclair (馃槒馃槒馃槒 eh?)
Greasy Weasel (look me in the eye and tell me he wouldn't try it)
Lotso
Frollo
'Granny' Wolf (From Happily N'ever After)
Alameda Slim
Captain Hook
... Beetlejuice? 馃槒
Count Olaf XD (CAN YOU IMAGINE??)
Offenderman
Jeff The Killer
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