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eternal-armin · 2 years
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love song.
as a diviner, you see things that happen in the future. but there are just some things you can't share, whether it's in your job description or not. even to your girlfriend. reader: neutral. cw: knowing you're gonna die, one-sided sadness, some light gore descriptions. a bit shorter than my other fics. it was either dying angst or actual marriage fic. maybe someday.
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gazing at her face, there was no way in hell you would be able to tell her. so you summoned a tired smile and crawled under the sheets beside her. you let her hug you, and hid away from her eyes.
you tried to ignore the tears in your eyes and hugged her back.
"so how was your day, cupcake?" vi hummed. you envied how cal she sounded, how tired and content she was. you wouldn't even be able to sleep.
"uhm... uneventful. same old, same old." your voice cracked. paying no attention to it, you hoped she wouldn't either. but just as surely as she hugged you and loved you now, she could see right through anything you pretended. this was the only time you hated it.
"you don't sound all too good. maybe you're getting sick," vi mumbled into your hair. her voice was just vaguely concerned. if you had the strength to look at her, all the worry would be in her eyes. you knew that.
somehow that simple act of knowing her just made everything a little worse.
"what if i am? you're not gonna leave, are you?"
"mm, no. sick or not, i'll never stop cuddling you." she responded so confidently, as if she knew the future. she didn't. you did.
you hugged her tighter, burying your face in her chest.
she chuckled quietly. "you're really affectionate tonight, darling," she mumbled. "not that i don't like it."
there were some things that she couldn't see without looking at you. that's kind of what you were aiming for. just keep her happy for as long as possible. maybe you could slip out of her grasp in the night. words continues to echo in your mind.
can do me one last favor, cupcake? say goodbye to me now, and leave before i wake up?
there was some universe where you had the courage to tell her, but this wasn't it. how were you supposed to tell her that tomorrow is the day you die and that she can't do a thing about it? it wasn't painless, either. it wasn't able to be avoided. it hurt so much more knowing that her heart would be broken for... ever. you didn't care that you were gonna die at this point.
"i-i just wanted cuddles. kind of in a melancholy mood," you mumbled. you couldn't completely lie to her. "can you, uhm, hug me tighter?" your voice completely shattered again.
"oh, sweetheart, of course." vi didn't ask any further questions. she knew that you would tell her if you were comfortable- and you never would be. but she kept her word, and she hugged you tight and cozy, her strong arms enveloping you completely.
"whatever you want. alright, precious?"
"thank you," you mumbled. you squeezed your eyes shut, tears wetting her shirt. "thank you for everything. you're incredible, y'know that?"
"mm, i do. i hope you know you're far more incredible than i am, though." she hummed contentedly in response. you could hear the grin in her voice. "hey, i have a question."
you nodded.
"what's in our future? i mean, if you can't see right now, it's fine. i get it, you're not really that emotionally available. but i'm just curious." vi began absentmindedly stroking your hair. "maybe it'll make you feel better to see something nice."
you wanted to break down and sob into her. you wanted to tell her every detail and beg her to protect you like she always managed to, like she always promised she would. from the first day she was smitten with you. somehow you had the strength not to cry. you already knew what you were going to see, but you took a few deep breaths to calm yourself.
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"please let me go, please, i don't have it! i-i promise, i don't have it!" you choked out through the hands around your neck.
"let them go! let them go, you piece of shit!" there was more desperation in her voice than anger, but she still sounded pissed. you glanced at her for half a second, watching her struggle, wounded and tired and heaving each breath.
you started to feel dazed, dizzy, physically deprived of oxygen which made your body tingle painfully. you couldn't get anything in or out of your throat. you tried to speak, tried to do anything, but nothing came out. it was pure agony, like hot metal pooling in your head and melting your skull. you mouthed the word 'stop' so many times you lost count.
"you're killing them! please! i'll get you the fucking gemstone, let them go! please- let them the fuck go!" she spoke big words. as always. her voice was heartbroken and shaky. you weren't dead yet and she was already sobbing over you.
black spots completely clouded over your vision. eventually, you stopped struggling, your arms going limp at your sides.
your hearing was the last to go.
all you could hear was her screaming and crying.
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seeing it again made your stomach churn.
"i-i... you were right. i can't see much. but i-i think you finally put that ring on my finger," you joked. hearing her laugh at the callback made everything feel a teeny bit better. "a lot of turmoil... but it was worth it."
"y'know, i was thinking about getting you that ring," she teased.
"doubt it," you mumbled. all you wanted was to live in a world where you could see her proposal, cry and accept it.
"hm. i'll have to prove it."
how did she still manage to make you so happy? you felt like when you first fell for her. head over heels, just like she did for you. puppy love without the inevitable ending, where you both were always happy together and sad apart. where on touch made everything so much better. where one word made you know what to do. you didn't believe in soulmates before you met her.
or maybe she just showed you what it meant to be soulmates.
"i love you, vi. forever and always. don't you ever forget that."
"i won't, as long as you don't either."
you wouldn't. for as long as you lived and beyond that.
"if i die first i'm waiting for you at the gates. no matter how long until i see you again." your voice broke. play it off like you knew nothing, and comfort her in advance. make sure you give her promises you can keep.
"if you die first, i'm going to hell because i didn't protect you."
"if i die first and you go to hell, i'm gonna kill god."
both of you laughed. at least your tormenting heartache eased when you heard that beautiful sound. having even one last moment like this with her made it a little bit easier to face your death. even when you still counted down the minutes.
"i love you, [y/n], but if anyone's killing god, it's not gonna be you."
you snuggled against her again even as she giggled, enjoying her comfortable and cozy warmth. you took a deep breath, greeted by the remaining scent of her fading cologne. you bit your lip, hoping dearly you wouldn't start sobbing. surely you had the strength to repeat the cycle.
"can you... can you hold me like this all night?"
"of course. i would love to, cupcake."
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macaulaytwins · 1 month
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“my pussy has taken me places I wouldn’t go with a gun”
the places in question:
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vvampirelust · 5 months
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thinking about hooking up with shane mccutcheon…
warnings: smut, top!shane, fingering (r!receiving), thigh riding (kinda), dirty bathrooms, not proof read
It’s typical. 
“Can I bum one?” that gravel-like voice asks the question which started it all. Your eyes flick from your freshly-lit cigarette to her. Holy shit. Instinctive alarm bells blare at the mere sight of her. She was hot. hot . hot. The straight-up definition of heartbreaker right before your eyes. And she had sauntered over to you, with a lilt of allure in her tone and a darkness in her half covered eyes, framed by the shaggy locks both jutting out and poking against her face. 
You take a drag yourself whilst digging out the pack from your pocket and handing it over to the strangely attractive stranger. “Thank you,” she nods, “Really. What’s your name?” the stranger asks, taking out a cigarette and pressing the end between her lips. You tell her without a second thought and her expression softens instantly. It’s a well performed move. Almost unnoticeable. That smile is so convincing, it's as if this girl has fallen in love simply by hearing your name. And who knows, maybe she has. At least for the moment.  Any other instance and you would have obeyed the waving red flag above her head. But tonight, it seems to be working for you. “That’s very pretty.  Suits you” she flirts, trading the pack with your lighter. Skin meets skin for a wavering moment. “I’m Shane.” 
Oh, yeah. Even if you wind up as just another name in an endless cycle, you couldn’t find it in you to care. 
It's fitting. 
The dimly lit, sleazy, bathroom of the bar you were outside. The countless cell phone numbers and names stained on the previously dull walls give a hint into the amount of sins committed inside this bathroom. If only walls could talk. 
You hope this sin is cherished. 
Shane presses you against the nearest surface found since stumbling through the door. Her hands shamelessly wander your body, running up your back, squeezing your waist, hoisting your thigh up to rest at her hip. “You want this?” she breathes against the corner of your mouth. You nod as you let out a sigh of her name. Sweet on your lips. A hushed secret. Your hands run up Shane’s clothed chest, circling her shoulders on your fingers path into her hair. Shane hums,  eyes seeking yours at the call of her name, so attentive in their search of your expression. 
“Please kiss me.” 
You watch Shane’s mouth curl like the flick of a cat's tail. She’s looking at your own mouth, leaning closer in search of the feeling of your lips. Shane kisses you hungrily, expertly. Her lips are surprisingly soft, and warm suckling on your bottom lip, tongue peeking out, already desperate for more. She wastes no time in sliding her tongue into your mouth, moaning lustfully when you meet her with a fierce passion. 
Tongues dance and swap spit as Shane pushes your dress up around your hips, fingers teasingly skimming the skin above your lacy waistband. Your fingers tug on her hair, eliciting more huffs to mould with your breathy whines. “Mm fuck” Shane mutters,  saliva connecting your mouths as she tilts her head down; Shane’s eyes dart continuously between your face and her hand sliding into your panties, “You’re so fuckin’ hot, and wet.” She cups your cunt, gasping in unison with you, “S’that for me?” 
Your chin dips, burying your face into Shane’s neck. You pepper kisses across her skin, becoming hooked onto her scent while playfully mumbling, “No shit.” In truth, you’re shielding your composure, breath not-so-secretly hitching as Shane’s long, slender finger teases your hole in slow circles, tempting you with the fantasy of her just stuffing you. 
Shane doesn’t seem too pleased with your response, chuckling softly, “Oh, is that how it is?” she asks with a layer of sass within her tone. You spot a foxy smirk on her lips, looking up at her with hazy eyes as Shane sinks two fingers into your cunt, cooing “yeah?” her voice rasps in a way that makes your tummy flutter, clenching tightly. And she can feel it. 
Hot breath fans over Shane’s neck - casting a shiver down her spine - as you moan loudly, latching your teeth into her as if you were a vampire. She sets off at a relentless pace, finger-fucking you in the bar bathroom the way she’s expected to. 
There’s no denying, she knows what she’s doing. 
It’s evident in the amount of pleasure pulsing….everywhere. Shane’s hips rut in time with the pace of her thrusts, making the experience that much more overwhelming. Small whines escape as you pant against her neck, tongue lapping in the motions of a french kiss. 
The sounds are driving her insane. Shane’s clit throbs in her too tight jeans, out of time with the pulsing of your silky walls around her fingers. Non-stop feeling. Shane huffs, shuffling her feet around yours so that she can rut her crotch against your thigh, allowing her jeans to squeeze her nub perfectly. “Ah- shit!” 
As your head falls back, your hand drops down to grope at Shane, cupping where the crease of her ass and her thigh meet. Shane chases you, lips finding yours once again to feel your pathetic moans passing into her mouth. Her thumb is bent at just the right angle in her palm to rub your clit as she curls and pushes her fingers deeper into you. If it causes any discomfort, she shows no sign of it. Too focused on making you reach your peak. 
She sucks on your tongue, savouring your taste in her mouth. It's messy.  Frantic. Slutty.  but it's winding you both up faster than you thought possible. You subconsciously rise onto your tiptoes, tingling from the intense stimulation. “Don’t run, baby,” Shane’s free arm wraps around your waist, holding you close to her, her fingers refusing to give up on that spot inside you. 
Shane groans in annoyance when a sharp knock manages to overpower the music and your moans. “Fuck off!” she shouts over her shoulder, head whipping right back to you. 
“Y’close, babe?” her tone changes like a switch, throaty coo back in her voice, “Your gettin’ tighter…” 
You hate how smug she is. But there’s no shame to admit she’s not wrong. The risk of being caught seemed to set your nerves on override, dialling your body heat to the fullest. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop” you chant, “please. gonna cum, fuck fuck.” 
A moan slips from Shane’s mouth into yours, hearing the mix of how wet you sound along with how badly you want release. She’s right there too. Humping herself on your thigh is about to have her making a mess of her cotton panties. Most likely soaked through and through. 
“It’s good, yeah? Cum, babe, cum with me,” she mutters out through pleasured grunts, forehead pushing against yours as euphoria threatens to crash into this random room. Shane can feel your slick pooling in her palm and she lets go, cursing huskily and trembling. 
Your orgasm causes your body to still, wave after wave of pleasure coursing frantically inside of you. Arms hugging Shane close, you ride out your highs together, panting into one another’s mouths. Speaking in a tongue of lust. Moans passing back and forth, heads growing fuzzier as the music thumps through the walls of the bar. 
Shane’s body leans into yours, chin falling to your shoulder as her fingers come to a halt within you. The sudden emptiness is gut wrenching but the constant banging on the bathroom doors offers little time for small talk. “Oh my god,” you breathe out, bursting into laughter with the girl who just made you see stars. 
She’s still grinning when she sticks her drenched fingers into her mouth, sucking off your cum. Your own laugh falters, panties feeling impossibly damp impossibly fast. Shane almost snorts, “Don’t look at me like that,” despite her voice sounds serious. 
Head cocked to look down at you, Shane’s free hand reaches up to brush your hair back into place. “This was fun,” you say, tugging the hem of your dress down to where it should be. 
“Yeah,” Shane nods. She licks her lips as she takes what you guess as her last look at you
“Maybe I’ll see you around.” 
ignore me posting this earlier…
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seulszn · 2 months
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Listen I love TLOU and the fandom very much but a lot of people (not calling anybody out) need a reality check and need to grow up. I wanna say my two cents on things that bother me in this fandom.
1. Boycotting for Palestine
I have seen multiple times on multiple occasions where people would sit on their phone and complain about why writers are “flooding the tags with this boycotting bullshit” and honestly all I have to say is your super childish you can’t take a hour or a week out of your day to raise awareness on a important topic that is affecting millions of people? Your so horny so down bad for pixelated characters that you don’t care about the innocent children, women and men that are dying in Palestine? The boycotting isn’t gonna stop just because you want your needs filled, the boycotting isn’t going to stop because you think it needs to, it’s not gonna stop until Palestine is free. And if you wanna read things that bad then read nobody is stoping you but a take into ignition that if a writer is spreading awareness then don’t be ignorant and say stupid shit
2. Less Sex and more angst or other genres.
Listen I love Abby and Ellie just like everyone else and I read a lot of smut about them but does that all y’all see when y’all look at them? As sex objects? Like I’m not saying that you should stop writing smut for those characters but write other things to that don’t involve smut, like angst I see a lot of people under that tag say how they wish writers would as write other things that isn’t just smut and majority of the time when they say that they get hated for it. It lowkey gets boring reading fanfics where the whole plot is smut, smut, smut. And again I’m not saying to stop writing smut but please for the love of whatever you believe in write other genres.
3. Black inclusivity
As a black writer and a black person TLOU tag isn’t inclusive enough. I know you must be thinking “Why are we speaking about this again?” Because I’m honestly so tired of how uninclusive the fandom is like I said before Ellie dates WOC if you don’t know what WOC is it’s Women Of Color all of Ellie’s girlfriends where WOC now I’m not saying you can’t write for Ellie as a white person and I’m not saying that never did all I am saying is once again all of Ellie’s girlfriend where POC
Riley was a Black African American who Dated Ellie
Cat the girl who wasn’t mentioned alot but is in the game is Asian American who also dated Ellie
Dina is a Jewish (Mexican, Middle Eastern ) American who dated Ellie
Also yes we know when the reader is white coded so don’t try a put that you don’t mention when race mentioned cause you do and we can tell when you do “She’s Petite and cute with her long blonde hair” or whatever you bitches be saying we know when you guys aren’t inclusive the whole point of fanfiction writing is to be inclusive is to make sure that readers can see themself in your xreader so if your putting all these “white things and then labeling your story as “the readers race is not mentioned” or that OC stuff that y’all do then just label the story as a white reader or a OC reader
4. Futa, trans and masc
Now here I’m gonna discuss two or three things starting off with Futa and Trans. Now I don’t know when “Futa” or “Trans” Ellie and Abby came from but a lot of you readers need to understand and learn the difference between the two because they are both very different things.
Futanari: is the Japanese word for hermaphroditism, which is also used in a broader sense for androgyny. Beyond Japan, the term has come to be used to describe a commonly pornographic genre of eroge, manga, and anime, which includes characters that show primary sexual characteristics from both females and males. In today's language, it refers almost exclusively to characters who have an overall feminine body, but have both female and male primary genitalia (although a scrotum is not always present, while breasts, a penis, and a vulva are). The term is also often abbreviated as futa(s), which is also used as a generalized term for the works themselves.
Transgender (often shortened to trans) is someone whose gender identity differs from that typically associated with the sex they were assigned at birth. Some transgender people who desire medical assistance to transition from one sex to another identify as transsexual. Transgender is also an umbrella term; in addition to including people whose gender identity is the opposite of their assigned sex (trans men and trans women), it may also include people who are non-binary or genderqueer. Other definitions of transgender also include people who belong to a third gender, or else conceptualize transgender people as a third gender. The term may also include cross-dressers or drag kings and drag queens in some contexts. The term transgender does not have a universally accepted definition, including among researchers.
Mind you I am not transgender I am nonbinary but I see a lot of transgender people speak up about how offensive it is to write a character as Transgender but it’s not really transgender but a Futanari remember a Futa is a character who is assigned a gender at birth but just has extra sexual parts like a penis.
Now another thing that bothers me is how y’all Masculinize Masc Lesbians as if they still aren’t women themselves like every time I read a fanfic with Ellie or Abby or even Vi and Sevika from Arcane you guys like to ignore they fact that they are also women themselves like it’s not gonna kill you to give those characters feminine compliments there shouldn’t be a reason why your calling these women “handsome” or other Masculine compliments and also a lot of Masculine women where makeup it’s not just a feminine woman thing. Masc Lesbians are women they aren’t men so stop treating them as if they are men and ignoring the fact that they are women
5. the Innocent childish reader gotta stop.
They title says enough I don’t think I need to say too much but a lot of y’all get innocent and corruption mixed up but a corruption kink is When you find the idea of "corrupting" someone, mostly in a sexual way, like taking virginities or introducing people to stuff like bdsm etc. It's the idea of having someone "pure" do "bad" things under your influence. And innocent is not corrupted or tainted with evil or unpleasant emotion; sinless; pure. not guilty of a particular crime; blameless. (From the dictionary)
Y’all need to understand yes not everyone knows what sex is but everyone knows what a vagina is what a penis is, what a orgasm is and what sex is but they may not knows what happens when you have sex so making the reader what y’all call innocent isn’t innocent it’s honestly to me perverted cause the only one who would say something like “my cunny feels weird 🥺” or that “what is sex 🥺” is a child. Children don’t know what sex is children don’t know what pleasure or orgasms is and when y’all say “the reader is a Bimbo” is also funny cause Bimbos know what sex is as well yes they may be stupid but they aren’t slow so before you make a innocent reader please think “am I making my reader act like a child or am I gonna make her really innocent like how regular grown ass adults act?” so don't get not knowing and "innocent" mixed up
6. The stories where they have sex inside a church also gotta stop
Now I’m not a Christian but these stories are honestly really bad and are Blasphemy a lot of people have come out and said that they don’t like the fact that people are writing stories about church in a sexual way like their shouldn’t be any reason why your characters are fucking inside a church, that’s like stomping on someone’s dead grave. You guys do shit like this and then wonder why Christian’s don’t like us. Religion isn’t something to be sexualized it’s not something to be playing with either this idc how much you hate Christianity you can be a Atheist, or Catholic or Jewish but please for the love of whatever you believe in don’t sexualize people’s religion.
That’s all I can think of at the moment if I think of more I’ll of course make a part two to this but don’t take anything I said here to heart it’s just my blunt honest opinion on things in this fandom and if I get hate for this 🤷🏾‍♀️
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ashsostrange · 3 months
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oml, idk who needs to hear this, but some wlw seriously gotta stop treating mascs/studs like they’re men js cz of their appearance, both irl and in ff. 😭 that’s not your bf, that’s ya GF.. who’s a WOMAN. if you want a bf go date a man 🙃 easy!
and obv this doesn’t apply to those of them who are genderfluid, etc, but some people be dtm talking bout some “girl husband” and “she’s so handsome” nd don’t try to argue w me saying it’s harmless when y’all ONLY say that when a girl appears more masculine, like, ew.. shut ts up! very weird. quite odd.
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ikoinsblog · 3 months
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*Every single masc lesbian characters just breathing*
Me:
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can you not a masc reader x arcane characters? and i don’t mean masc as in male i mean like someone who just prefers to be the more masculine one in the relationship, do u know what i mean?
this was kinda a long shot bc i actually don’t know if you even still do arcane fics but if you could find it in your heart to do this, i’d love you forever <3
(Hello! I get what you're saying and of course but I didn't know what characters so I just did jinx and Ekko, so sorry but I hope you enjoy and my arcane asks are still open!)
Masc!Reader
Jinx
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Jinx whole heartedly does not mind!
As long as you love her and don't leave her, she's cool
She teases you a bit still as well
She doesn't mind if you present more masculine and can pass of as a guy
She likes pranking people by making them think your a guy and seeing how long it takes them to find out
Especially if you dressed more masculine and in guy clothes
She loves stealing your shit, like your shirts and crap
Even if they're very big on her she doesn't mind and finds them very comfortable
She doesn't really know the definition of the masculine and feminine roles in relationships as you're probably her first one
But if you wanna take on more man-like jobs, go ahead!
She's still gonna bug you and probably is helping and taking stuff as well
If you like pampering her or if you like giving that princess treatment though she will def take it
You better be the one to propose as well
She's gotten so used to it it's funny
She expects flowers as well and if you pull the "Why didn't you get me flowers?" She's like
"You wanted to be the man, tic, ain't that how we got 'ere?"
She finds it fun
She's still gonna give comfort and princess treatment just to spite you and have fun
She finds it funny
Ekko
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Ekko was a bit surprised
He honestly needed to adjust a little bit
He didn't mind either though, if that's what you're comfortable then he just lets you do your thing
But with helping out or with doing stuff that's deemed the more masculine side, he will still help
He's not a dick that's gonna make you do stuff like that just because you're the "masculine role"
He doesn't really buy into roles in relationships
He doesn't care for masculine or feminine roles, just equals
Still treats you well, still loves you and is always willing to show that love
I'm spoiling it and saying he def loves princess treatment in secret
He loves giving and receiving which is something he discovered when you took on your own role and gave it to him
Had a moment of realization
He definitely teases you a lot, like Jinx, if you do try and do more and more masculine jobs, not in a bad way though
As in like "you know you don't have to, right?" Kinda way
He doesn't mind if you pass off as a masc or if you dress in a more guy like style
Hell, he'll even share his clothes if you want
Your guys' closet is just one big mixed one because he literally forgot which ones are yours and which ones are his
He has worn your clothes on many occasions and doesn't really mind
As long as you have style
That is a given and you better
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@FensDelight @kaorussgf @miranexx
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sillysowa · 9 months
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gyllbaine · 5 months
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Also if I ever feel like it I'd love to make an x reader fanfic with Sevika with a masc or generally a non-femme reader because I don't see a lot of it and I denounce me wearing a dress/skirt to the club !
I'd probably make another blog if I get to making Arcane/League fics though because I don't want potentially lewd stuff on a blog for all ages.
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eternal-armin · 2 years
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the last rose of summer.
vi stumbles across a ballet rehearsal which oddly encapsulates her. reader: neutral. it's a little short. i don't know if i want to make it a series, i thought it was just a cute idea. i also didn't describe many movements because i don't know ballet lol- the piece is done to the song of the same name as the title.
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somehow, vi found herself pacing the streets of piltover. hood up and gaze down. there were a few passerby, but no one seemed to notice her. she didn't want them to, anyway. her slightly moody rendezvous was interrupted by the beginnings of a music number. the steady, slow, peaceful rise caught her attention.
diverting from the straightforward path, she followed the music and the singing which now accompanied it. vi couldn't quite make out the words. soon, she found the ajar door leading to the music. with little guilt, she opened it, greeted by a somber-looking concert hall. cold white lights focused on the only person on the stage. it must have been intentional- closing the door behind her, vi couldn't stop looking at the ballerina.
every single movement was graceful and captivating. vi had never fancied herself someone for any type of dance before.
now, however, she couldn't stop watching.
every sweep of their legs, every spin, every move was meticulously choreographed and performed to the tune and beat of the song. while the music was endearing, the more vi paid attention to the words, the more melancholy it felt. lonesome, perhaps.
in the rows and rows of seats, there were a few people watching as well. three. vi could spare them no more than glances, wanting to observe the swan on the stage more and more.
perhaps they were directors and choreographers. they watched the dancer just as carefully as they were dancing.
was this what a rehearsal looked like? maybe that was obvious. vi knew nothing about this kind of stuff. but with no one else around except her and the three graders, maybe she was witnessing a professional rehearsal.
they should've closed the door.
was there such a thing as an open rehearsal?
the music swelled. that, combined with the beautiful finish of the dance, somehow made her want to cry. there was so emotion packed into every little motion, the way the dancer carried themself, the subtle changes in their otherwise stoic expression. as they settled into their final pose, vi forgot why she was moody as she could finally admire them fully.
the way that the outfit flattered their body, every detail of it painstakingly applied, some of it resembling mel's golden shoulder decorations. never before had vi seen such a pristine piltie and thought they were beautiful. even though parts of them were decorated with scars and imperfections, vi had never seen something quite so perfect.
she froze, the ballerina meeting her eyes. instead of being shocked or yelling, they smiled softly at her.
somehow she reacted like a flustered schoolgirl, blushing at being noticed by this divine image of beauty, before smiling back. why was her heart racing? all that happened was a ballerina smiled at her. but they smiled like vi was meant to be there, like they were happy to see them. it wasn't condescending or judgmental in any capacity. maybe that's why it touched her heart so deeply.
the director stood, and the lights turned on. the ballerina gave her a little curtsie. vi returned it with a hasty bow.
"[y/n]!"
so that was their name. it was so... perfect.
"that was beautiful. i haven't seen a better performance of this piece yet. anais was right; you have talent in you. should be expected."
they seemed bashful and excited at the praise. how did they not know how gorgeous they were?
"thank you. i really practiced." even though they paid respectful eye contact to what vi assumed to be the director, occasionally they spared a glance at her. each time, vi became more aware of the little smile that simple glance gave her.
"i can tell. your parents will be proud." that struck a chord with them. "i think that's enough practice for today. head along home and rest. you've earned it."
vi snuck right back out before anyone else could see her.
[y/n], i'm gonna meet you again.
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saucycentipede · 1 year
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Armor-Clad Authority
A devious housemaid decides to tempt fate and see if the animated armor that has caught her eye feels the same way about her. Fem Reader X Masc Animated Armor
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The pitter patter of rain was all you could hear as you made your way down the hallway. Only the light of the candle in your hand and the occasional flash of lightning piercing through the windows could guide you through the dreary labyrinth that was the castle you worked in. The floors and walls were immaculately cleaned as you finished yet another day of dusting, sweeping, and wiping.
The castle’s master was strict about his policy of enforcing a curfew for all residents as well as staff. No one was to be out and about at this hour or they would be reprimanded in one way or another.
That was what you were counting on.
The rumbling of the storm was interrupted by something else. One of plated metal boots making their way across the carpeted floors. The sound drew closer and closer and you could feel a sense of warmth build up in your chest. You tightened your grip on the hem of your maid’s uniform as you knew who those very boots belonged to. 
Soon enough, he rounded a corner and came into view.
To anyone else, he was just an animated suit of armor with little else aside from the arcane rune within him to indicate that he bore any sort of sentience. The torch in his hand as well as the shortsword sheathed on his back was enough to tell anyone that he existed in this space for duty, vigilance, and little else.
You had a completely separate reason for why he was here.
“Good evening, Greschel.” you said. Your voice barely above a whisper for fear of attracting anymore attention. “What brings you to these parts at this hour?”
“I was about to ask you something similar”, he replied. His voice rang with that same sort of metallic hum complimented by an air of authority. 
“Oh, I was just…” you trailed off. In your eagerness to see him again, you had yet to think much else to do once you had actually met up with him.
“Skulking around the castle again”. He drew closer. The empty helmet sitting atop his shoulders glowed with an intense orange hue that signified where his “eyes” would be. “And at such an odd time, as well. You and I both know that you should be nowhere else but in your quarters. So why are you out and about?”
You knew that you should speak up but the words failed to come to you. The more you looked deep into the light that emanated from visor, the less possible it became for you to form any coherent thought. You stood there in silence for what felt like an eternity before he spoke up once more.
“If I were a betting man, I would wager that you were up to something nefarious.” He stepped closer until his gleaming steel torso was mere inches away from your bosom. “That is… unless you were trying to catch my attention for some other reason.”
“Oh, what ever could you mean, Greschel”, you enquired. Your hand found its way upon his breastplate. The cold steel sent a chill up your spine. Your own warmth began to transfer onto his chest and wash away any and all of the icy feeling that lay upon his body.
“I think you know what I mean. Time and time again I see you waltzing up and down these hallways at the most unusual of times”. You felt his gauntlet lay itself upon the small of your back and crawl up to the nape of your neck. He scratched just beneath your hairline gently enough to not leave any sort of mark. “And each time it seems as though your routine matches up with mine. Funny how we always seem to run into one another. Wouldn’t you say?”
The candle in your hand began to lose more and more of its wick as the conversation went on. At several points you felt the hot droplets of wax fall onto your fingers and harden within seconds. “Maybe it is simply a stroke of coincidence, sir”. 
“In any other context I would agree with you”. His hand wormed its way in front of you and his index finger creeped up and behind your collar until the back of it was just barely grazing your throat. “But I do not believe in mere patterns, dear maid”, he said as he yanked on the fabric around your neck and closed the distance between your face and his. “So do tell me, what it is you want or I will have to take matters into my own hands.”
You kept silent yet again. You knew that no words would give him the answer that he wanted but you were not about to ruin what you had been anticipating for so long. You merely responded to his accusation with a coy smile as the light from your own candle finally died out.
“No defense, I see. Very well. We shall do things my way, then. He released you from his grasp before gently grabbing one of your shoulders. “Turn around and do exactly as I say”, he commanded. Anxiety and dread would have filled your mind had the order come from anyone else. You knew what sort of treatment to expect from Greschel, however. You knew that he would never let any sort of harm come to you.
Without hesitation, you spun around and faced the direction opposite to him. As you were, he had no way of seeing you biting your own lip.  
“Now, dear maid. Put your hands behind your back. Wrist-to-wrist.”
You did as ordered. Before you could question any further, you felt the distinctive feeling of silken rope run across your hands. You felt him bind your wrists to each other and tighten the knot so as to assure that you wouldn’t be getting loose any time soon. 
“Give them a test.”
“W-what?”
He again grabbed you by the collar. This time with much more force but not enough to deprive you of any air. “Test the knots. Squirm.”
You tried to move your wrists as he commanded only to find that the ropes gave little room for such a thing. Still, a part of you knew that he could do better. And you were willing to try anything to get him to do just that.
“It could be tighter. If you aren’t careful, sir, I could be out of this in no time at all.”
Silence engulfed the two of you. Only the storm gave any sort of levity to the awkward quiet that permeated within the hallway. You waited for his response only to be met with nothing but nature’s choir once more. Anxiety began to well up within you as you wondered what he could have possibly been doing behind you. Were your words hurtful to him? Did your critique wound his pride so easily? Was he just admiring your partially bound form?
Was he toying with you?
You weren’t sure why you did what you did next. Whether it was out of curiosity or just a means of ending this agonizing waiting period, you may never know. No matter the reason, you spun around to face him only to once again feel his metal grip tighten on your arm.
“If you say so. I can’t have you running loose again, now can I?”
You held still for a moment before nodding. 
You felt more ropes graze your skin. He loosened the knots around your wrists only to grab hold of them and position your forearms so that one lay atop the other. Before he continued, you noticed him go still for a while until he spoke up.
“You have been rather talkative tonight, haven’t you?”
A newfound sensation of befuddlement took root within you. “Is there something wrong with that”, you asked. 
“Normally, no. You have a lovely voice, my dear maid. But you are already in enough trouble as it is, and I would hate to see you punished further for waking anyone.”
You felt his fingers dig under one of the elbow-length gloves that was a standard piece of your uniform. He pinched a fold and slid it off with a purposefully slow pace. He gave you no time to ask anything further before he presented the balled-up fabric right in front of you.
“This should solve both problems. You won’t be able to make enough noise to awaken anyone and I still get to hear you moan.”
You gasped and the glove was stuffed into your mouth as soon as your lips parted. You knew that the single piece of fabric alone would not nearly be enough to keep you quiet. You knew that he had more planned for you and you couldn’t wait. The second glove found its way off of your arm and into the corners of your mouth until white fabric stuffing was sticking out from between your teeth. You could have easily pushed the stuffing out with your tongue but you dared not to defy him. Not when you had been waiting for this for so long.
More ropes bound your forearms to one another forming a strict box tie along your back. Greschel brought more ropes to you as two more pairs went up and around your chest. Then each rope was looped in between your breasts drawing as much attention to them as possible. You did your best to stifle a pleasured moan but to little avail. 
“Do not worry”, he chuckled. “There is plenty more where that came from.”
The frigid metal of his hands found their way to your waist. With one arm, he hoisted you into the air just enough to leave your feet dangling a few inches from the floor. He held you in place as he unbuckled your heels and carefully set them aside. You felt no rope at that point. Just his fingers delicately trailing down your legs until he grabbed ahold of your kneesock. He slid it off along with the other and maneuvered it between your teeth, sealing the gag in your mouth with no hope of removing it alone. The other was tied around your eyes, sealing you in complete blissful darkness after he set you back on your feet.
Every part of you wanted to collapse into his arms and just let him take you away. Whether to your room or some unknown dungeon hidden within the castle walls didn’t matter. As long as you were in his grasp. But you knew that such things would have to wait. You knew that he was far from finished yet.
Your lack of sight granted your hearing with much more sensitivity. The sounds of the storm became apparent once more but you could feel him inch ever closer to your head. You figured that if he were made of flesh and blood, you could feel his breath caress the side of your face.
“Kneel”, he whispered. His voice barely louder than a murmur still felt like a command that could never be ignored. You did so accordingly. The soft rug beneath you was a welcome feeling to your knees after being on your feet for the better part of the day.
You felt his hand race across your back as his fingers found purchase beneath the ropes that bound your arms together. “Dear maid”, he began. “Before I continue any further, I just need to assure something. If you find yourself uncomfortable or unable to bear your restraints, you need only to say my name. Muffled as it will be, I can still recognize it. Is that clear?”
“Grrrfffmmm”, you mewled. 
He wasted no time in removing the blindfold and gag. Before he could even do so much as touch your bindings, you fell back and let him catch you. “Greschel… Had I not wanted this, would I not have objected sooner?”
He stared agape at you. His head cocked to the side like that of a curious dog and you felt him gently lift your body up towards his face. “I’m grateful for your concern, my dear sentinel…”. You brushed your foot along the metal of his shin plate. “But I still have my legs free to use as I wish. What is to stop me from simply running away even as restrained as I am”, you purred.
His gauntlet found its way to your neck. He took your chin in his iron grasp and directed your face to look toward his own. “I will admit, I had not considered that. Thank you for calling it to my attention”. 
“My plea-MMMPPPPPFFF”
He cut you off by shoving the gag back into place and tying it back on with an even tighter knot than before. The blindfold soon followed with the same sort of effort plunging you back into complete darkness. Once more you were at his mercy and you wouldn’t have it any other way.
He gently laid you down on the floor face down. You could make out the smell of the familiar rug beneath you and were thankful that you had taken the time to clean it earlier in the day. More ropes found their way to your ankles. He tied them together and knotted them off with considerably more rope than he had used on your arms. 
“Hmmmfff?”
You immediately felt a pull on the back of your chest harness. Greschel lifted you up by the torso and whispered into your ear. “Your questions will have to wait. For now, just be still and try not to make my job too difficult.”
You wouldn’t be having any of that. As soon as he let you back down to the floor, you began to wriggle and writhe as though any of that would actually let you loose. He let you thrash about for a minute or so until you felt another pull. This time it was your ankles being grabbed and hoisted into the air. You felt your skirt fall revealing your undergarments.
“Very well, then…”
Greschel pinned your legs to his torso with his forearm providing him with just enough room to continue tying you up while holding you in place. He brought another length of rope right above your hips and tied it off into a sort of belt. You tried to say something only to let loose a muffled question through the rags that filled every corner of your mouth. His next move was to loop a single rope through the front of the previous one and slowly draw it between your legs until you felt it make contact with the length right above your rear. Had your face not been pressed into the carpet, he would have been able to watch it become awash in a red hue. 
You felt him pull another bit of rope along the same route but you felt no knot form. You could sense that a substantial amount of rope had actually been left over from the rear section with the loose end in his hand. Right as you were about to question his method, he said. “Maybe this will keep you entertained enough to sit still for a bit. Moan if you must but be mindful of the volume.”
“HHMMMMMmmmmphffff…”
He pulled the rope as taught as he could and you felt it dig deeply into your panties. You did your best to keep as quiet as asked but again, you disobeyed him. The gag in your mouth did little to stifle your pleasured scream.Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your breathing became more and more labored. The flickering heat that had been building up in your chest erupted into a blazing fire and soon all you could think of was the crotch rope that wouldn’t let you relax any time soon.
Any and all thoughts on what exactly Greschel was doing were impeded by the feeling between your legs. You began to hump the rope in order to further stimulate yourself. This was your first time experiencing a restraint so thorough but you knew you wanted even more.
You were so caught up in enjoying your newfound predicament that the sound of Greschel walking back to observe you and prepare for his next step barely registered with you.
More ropes were brought to your legs and soon enough, your thighs as well as your calves were tied together much the same way that your arms had been. The knots had become so tight that you found less room to move as it went on. Before you could try any further, you felt his hands make their way to where your ankles had been tied. He bent your legs as far as your knees would allow before again testing the bonds that made up the back of your chest harness. He fingered through the area and eventually pulled you up until your back was arching just enough for another chord to connect with your foot bindings. He finished another series of knots putting you into a strict hogtie. 
You lay there trussed up as you were. Unable to move save for the occasional wiggle of your fingers. Right as you were about to enquire further about your position. You felt Greschel grab hold of the ropes connecting your back harness to your ankles and hoist you into the air. The bindings all over your body dug into your skin as the sudden pull made them all the more tight.
You tested your bonds once more and found yourself swaying a bit in the air. Then you heard the soft metal clanging of Greschels boots walking. “This should keep you from mulling about at unnecessary hours. Now tell me, my dear maid. Where would you rather be taken to? Your quarters or perhaps mine?”
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stillarat · 1 year
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BLOG RULES
|About me rat, 16, any/all, i am so so tired, been writing for four years, requests are welcome !
et j'apprends le français :)
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Requests are open!
WILL WRITE
 Angst
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 GN reader 
 Masc Reader 
 Fem Reader
 AUs
 Platonic relationships
 Poly
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Family dynamics
Headcanons
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Incest
Adult x Child
NSFW
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Omegaverse
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bl00dysugar · 2 years
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pov: you let jinx do your makeup (jinx x gn! reader)
tw: slight nsfw, mentions of sexual behavior
you work for her, but tonight she decided you two would rest and have some fun together.
she suggested having a slumber party with you, and you just couldn't say no to that adorable face of hers.
she picked out sparkly pajamas for the both of you. Hers was blue and pink, and yours was purple and black.
to start off the night, she insisted on doing your makeup.
she told you to sit down on her bed, and a few seconds later you had her on your lap with her legs on both sides of your waist, holding your face up by your chin as she gently applied (what looked like) makeup foundation to your skin.
"stay still! I'm trying to turn you into a pretty mess!", she said, putting blush on your cheeks.
she almost stabbed your eye when she was applying mascara to your eyelashes, but we don't talk about that.
once your whole face was done, there was only one thing missing: lipstick.
and she for sure knew how she was going to fix that.
she took her purplish-toned lipstick and used it on her own lips. It looked absolutely gorgeous on her, but you didn't understand why she was doing that.
that was until she got closer to your face and said, "now, let's wrap up this look with a kiss!"
before you could even reply to that, she pressed her cold lips against yours, staining them with the lipstick. It tasted like raspberries, but you were too shocked to think about that.
"all done, toots!", she giggled.
she handed you a small mirror, allowing you to see the full makeup look. It didn't match your aesthetic very much, but you loved it simply because Jinx put so much effort on it.
you thanked her, and her whole face lightened up with joy.
"Might need a bit more of that lipstick, though", you commented.
it wasn't long after you two were kissing again, but this time it slowly turned into a whole makeout session.
you could tell she was inexperienced, but you didn't mind at all. In fact, you found it adorable how her lips danced with yours, slowly but passionately.
once you were done, you had purple marks all over your face and neck.
you wanted to wipe it off, but she begged you not to do it.
"come on! what's so bad about it?, now that you look like this nobody will try to take you away from me!"
"make me yours, then", you responded.
the morning after you couldn't even get up from bed, but it was worth it.
the end ‎♡‧₊˚
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zabrak-show · 2 years
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Writing for Silco today. Send me your thotts 🙏💋 will write for any ship in tags.
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arcade-writing · 2 years
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ARCADE MASTERLIST:
Fandoms I'll write for:
See in mastelist below, or/and others if requested.
I WRITE TRANS HCS AND AUS ALOT. I try to keep things Gender neatural for the reader and vague on looks.
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My acolyte (discontinued):
Demon! Viktor X reader series
Prologue
Summary: You were arriving home late from work, just edging on the early morning. Hoping you could cut your journey short, you went to an alleyway but only discovered a scene that changed your night for the worse. The rumoured demon lurking in Zaun's streets was right there and you just interrupted it's long awaited meal.
Chapter 1
Summary: waking up in a strange home with an even stranger scientist. Now, you were stuck with him as a study case due to your injury.
NSFW Monster au:
Monster! Arcane X reader series
Demon! Viktor (GN)
Warning: monster fucking, stomach bulges, cream pie, minor praise kink, minor body horror, tentacles and overstimulation
Vampire! Silco (GN)
Warning: NSFW themes, blood sucking, slight aphrodisiac
Vampire! Silco x reader
Warning: religious kink, religious themes, somewhat corruption kink, blood drinking, degrading, praise kink, dirty talk, lots of cum, blowjobs, oral, fingering, vaginal sex, readers first time, horny silco
Siren! Silco (GN)
Warning: Creampie, monster fucking, duel gentitialia, minor blood kink, bondage
Werewolf! Reader X Silco
Warning: minor gore, canon violence, silco is ruthless and so are you, silco burning someone with a cigar (not you), size difference, blood, fluff, love making but spicy, knotting, rough fucking, creampie, monster fucking, collar and chain, claiming each other
Werewolf!vander (AFAB but non gendered)
Warning: Creampie, breeding kink, overstimulation, monster fucking, praise kink, size kink
Headless horseman! Jayce (GN)
Warning: Decapitation, Oral, rough sex, size kink, praise kink, scent kink, riding, gags, Dom/Sub dynamic, impact play, nipple play, cum play, Creampie
Werewolf!reader X Jayce (MLM)
Warning: mutual masturbation, size kink, knotting, cum inflation, dildo, monster fucking, scent kink, slight breeding kink, Sub! Jayce
Merman! Reader X octopus! Viktor X trans! Jayce (MLM)
Warning: oviposition, Spit roasting, stomach bulge, tentacles, monster fucking, size kink, AFAB body for jayce, threesome, nipple play, breeding kink
Monster! Reader X trans!Jayce
Warning: oral, AFAB body for jayce, some AFAB language for his parts, long tongues, oral, size kink, monster fucker
Trans!Werewolf! Jayce X hellhound! Reader
Warning: masturbation, breeding kink, knotting, cum inflation, belly bulge, size kink, masc and fem terms for jayces body, monster fucking, praise kink, dirty talk, jayce is very desperate
OTHER:
Christmas with machine herald
Prompt: You and Viktor make a ginger bread house and see who made theirs better
NSFW - Viktor
Warning: spit kink
NSFW - Viktor (fem reader)
Warning: electricity kink, wing kink, canes being used how they shouldn't, blow jobs, riding, slight nipple play
NSFW - Viktor
Warning: slight NSFW, neck touching, choking kink, no penetration, thigh fucking, hickies, dirty talk
NSFW - Viktor
Warning: hair pulling, Sub! Viktor, Teasing, hand jobs, overstimulation
NSFW - high noon!Viktor
Warning: lasso bondage, slight temp play, Marking, man-handling, spanking, slight predator/prey, harsh degrading, angry sex (he's mad, you're down bad) and creampie
NSFW - Viktor (female reader)
Warning: thigh biting, hickies, oral
Soulmate AU - Viktor (X reader)
Warning: awkward encounters that'll give you second hand embarassment
NSFW - jayce (trans masc reader)
Warning: no penetration, praise kink, soft sex, AFAB body, surgical scars, strap on reader, blowjobs, AFAB language used for readers private parts in some places, frotting
NSFW - jayvik
Warning: trans Viktor with some fem gendered ways to describe his crotch - be mindful if that makes you dysphoric
NSFW - jayvik + reader (all trans)
Warning: AFAB bodies for all parties, surgical scars, strap on Viktor, oral/ blowjobs, minor sir kink, threesome, penetration, praise kink, Dom! Viktor, Switch! reader and Sub! Jayce
semi NSFW - Silco (you receiving)
Warning: brief NSFW, mentions of bondage, overstimulation, aftercare
Semi NSFW - Silco(him receiving)
Warning: light NSFW, overstimulation, aftercare, brief sir kink, aftercare
NSFW - trans!Silco (male reader)
Warning: AFAB body & some language for Silco, penetration, Creampie, slight virginity kink from reader, oral on silco, vibrstors, prepping, goofy interactions between acts
NSFW- trans!Silco (M! Reader)
Warning: overstimulation, minor neck grabbing, sexual torture, AFAB language used for silco, creampie, cum play, vibrators, riding
NSFW - silco X reader (GN)
Warning: overstimulation, blowjobs, some ass eating, hand jobs, crying kink, slight suffocation, fingering
Semi NSFW - Vander (trans! masc reader)
Warning: descriptions of injuries, alot of self hate from reader, grinding, minor blood kink (ig), vander is abit too rough with you, french kissing, he's a sweet lover really
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NSFW - Steven X reader (GN)
Warning: sub! Steven, hair pulling, hand jobs, riding, penetration, overstimulation, alot of begging, he's very touch starved, premature ejaculation, teasing, praise kink, slight body worship, nipple play
NSFW - Steven X Male!reader
Warning: blowjobs, vibrators, suit kink, submissive! Steven, finger sucking, you make him very needy, he knows his manners, handcuffs
NSFW- Steven X masc! Reader
Warning: Steven wears femmine clothes and underwear, spanking, ass fucking, submissive! Steven, creampie, Steven is abit of a brat, you are being tested by god, hair pulling, butt plugs, cockworming, making him read whilst you fuck him, dirty talk, you ask to take a picture of him after the deed
NSFW - Marc X reader
Warning: bandage bondage, ‘hate’ fucking, reader is a tease and so is Marc, battling for dominance through sex - kind of, love at first sight, minor degrading, hickies, mentions of a size difference, he has a big dick too, creampie
NSFW - Jake X reader (GN)
Warning: spanking, dirty talk in Spanish, rough sex, Car sex - semi public, fingering, mentions of a belly bulge, blow jobs, creampie, crying kink, hickies, slight knife play, he has a big dick, sadistic Dom! Jake
NSFW - Jake X reader (femmine! Reader)
Warning: possessive behaviour, readers a brat, you use a fake name, dirty talk in Spanish, jerking off, quick blow job, rough angry sex, mirror kink, semi public, alot of Teasing, sadistic Dom! Jake, some degrading, overstimulation, fucks you until you're sobbing and can't take anymore
NSFW - Jake X dancer! Reader (GN)
Warning: lap dance, belt bondage, protected sex, nipple play, rough sex, finger sucking, Jake is really holding himself back, sir kink, unrealistic positions, fingering, dirty talk in Spanish, reader is flexible, mentions of blood and implied death, little bit of angst at the end
NSFW - Jake x inexperienced! Reader (AFAB/GN)
Warning: reader is oblivious, corruption kink, first time with BDSM themes, gun play, blowjobs, rough sex, alot of 'please's, first time orgasm, he makes you cum alot, reader is not a virgin but has little experience, Jake has a big dick, dirty talk in Spanish and English, teasing, size difference, creampie, overstimulation, slight degrading
NSFW - Jake x reader (AMAB/GN)
Warning: soft sex, reader is AMAB but no gender assigned, handing holding, slow sex, love making, he misses you, cum play, Jake has a big dick (of course), domestic bliss, home made cooking, romantic dirty talk(?), Frotting, anal sex, angst, sex with feelings, two fools in love, butt plug
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NSFW- Bumblebee x human! Reader (AFAB/GN)
Warning: robot sex, size kink, Bee has both genital, cum play, cum inflation, belly bulge, marking, Bee is a vibrator, reader is AFAB but no specified gender, omegaverse vibes, knotting, interspecies relationship, reader is human, praise kink, song lyrics used for dirty talk, Bee speaks through a radio
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NSFW - The trapper x reader (AFAB!GN)
Warning: impact play, mask kink, wax play, some fear play, bondage, size kink, pussy slapping (sorry), Evan has a big dick, wine used how it shouldn't, messy sex, low-key romantic but not really, nipple play, reader is kind of a brat, some degrading and a little bit of humiliation, sir kink
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NSFW - Morpheus x AFAB! Reader
Warning: aphrodisiac used - both parties consenting, flood play, outdoor sex but in a private area, oral, face sitting, blow jobs, desperate sex, nipple play, overstimulation, established relationship, AFAB but gender not stated, french kissing, cum play, Cream pie, aftercare, porn with fluff, minor smelling kink from dream, implied both of you are switches, slight praise kink, LOTS of dirty talk
NSFW - Morpheus x Lucifer's daughter! Reader
Warning: You are tall - not as tall as your parent tho, Bottom! Morpheus, brat taming, crying kink, creampie, punishment kink, dirty talk, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, shibari, nipple play, cock warming, oral, drool kink, minor spit kink, rough sex, sexual torture, minor boot licking, HEAVY BDSM, humping, pet play themes, degrading and praise kink
NSFW - Morpheus x GN! reader
Warning: some angst, sex to make up for argument, teasing, unprotected sex, kinda public sex then goes private, thigh fucking, silent treatment, nipple play, slight cock warming, soft sex (kinda), rough sex with feelings
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NSFW - Matt Murdock x female! Reader
Warning: dom! Matt, punishment kink, a little angst, he's desperate, bondage, manhandling, ripping clothes off, he's too impatient, Marking kink, rough sex, choking kink,pain kink, jealousy, cream pie, degrading, slight heel kink from Matt, fingering, overstimulation, squirting, nipple play, fluff, dirty talk
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NSFW - Bob velseb x trans male! Reader
Warning: penetrative sex, pet names, some objectification (calling you a Fleshlight), feederism themes, size kink, cream pie, light bondage, brief semi public, sex in a meat locker, before Bob went to jail, probably ooc, minor cum inflation, belly bulge, fem and masc terms of readers bits, degradation, hints to cannibalism, minor knife play, Marking kink, oral, fingering, minor spanking, spit/drool kink
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NSFW - Ghost x Transmale!reader x König
Warning: Double penetration, dominant ghost, switch reader, submissive switch König, heavy dom-sub relationship, oral, blowjob's, degrading, manhandling, creampie, polygamous relationship, dirty talk, rough sex with fluff, König has a praise and degradation kink, sir kink for Ghost, mask kink, size kink, fem and masc description for reader , nipple play (König), punishment kink, edging, overstimulation
NSFW- Ghost x transmale! Reader
Warning: fem & masc ways to describe readers body, implied T-dick, mating press, sir kink, breeding kink, some talk of pregnancy and family, overstimulation, minor knife play, teasing, creampie, dirty talk, unprotected sex, reader is made semi flexible for these positions to work, stomach bulge, pussy slapping, edging, sadistic! Simon, masochist! Reader, manhandling, slight pregnancy kink, possessive sex, he's harsh yet sweet
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NSFW! William Afton x AFAB reader
Warning: age gap (reader is a grown adult), infidelity from William, pet names, minor breeding kink, Daddy kink, William is a shitty person, manipulation(?), rough sex, boss x employee, reader is unaware William has wife and kids (they're new to town and Will makes no effort to show he's married), reader is pretty oblivious, eating out, protected penetration, desk sex, minor pervert! William, scent kink, pussy slapping, Condom breaking, Praise kink, creampie, light degradation, he starts off 'nice' and then gets mean, alot of dirty talk, minor choking, overstimulation
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NSFW! Jervis Tetch x AFAB! reader
Warning: ribbon bondage, Oral - man EATS out, drool and spit kink, scent kink, he's a little weirdo, brief sex toy, March Hare! Reader, he's as giddy as he is horny, alot of whimpering, Jervis is very vocal, probably cringe dirty talk - man rhythms and speaks silly, established relationship, boss x henchmen, cheesy petnames, premature ejaculation, messy sex, creampie, mating press, a lot of praise, minor light degrading for hatter, hair pulling, table sex, abit of aftercare, they’re ridiculous your honour
RULES FOR WHAT I'LL WRITE:
Writing rules:
Do:
Nsfw (say what kinks you would like to see in your prompt)
Sfw
X reader
Character X character
Angst, fluff, ect
Don'ts:
Problematic ships
Nsfw of character's who are old but have the body of a child/teenager
Piss or shit kinks
Non con (will accept small elements of dub but only brief plays of it)
Ageplay (will allow the titles)
Triggering content (r@pe, suicide, SA)
Abuse / abuse fantasties
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