#audio dribbles

[milk5]

Guys like me realize that video games are something so much more than art. A good game will engage the mind of a strategic thinker on a level higher than anything else, all while providing truly revolutionary visual and audio experiences. Don't even get me started on the stories! Move over Dostoyevski or wahtever his name is because I can name dozens of games that make me feel the entire spectrum of emotions, all in a single campaign. Not to mention that alot of the time they are extremely sexy to the poing that I cant look at those big fat alien/robot bitch butts without getting my cock twitching and stiff like a veiny energy drink can, and even dribbling. It even dribbles fluid

[utahimeow]

home workout | wakatoshi ushijima

summary — wakatoshi works out at home. he looks hot doing it.

pairing — wakatoshi ushijima x reader

warnings — nsfw content. minors dni. smut, blowjob, cum swallowing, pet name ‘my love’

word count — 1.3k

author’s note — please listen to this audio of wakatoshi (and kuroo) breathing heavily for the most effective experience

It’s not your fault your boyfriend is totally irresistible. He’s tempting you on purpose– you’re sure of it.

You’re trying so, so hard to focus on the reality show playing on the TV, but Waktoshi is being terribly obscene. A few feet away, he’s splayed out on a yoga mat, lifting dumbbells over his head.

It’s unintentional, the way he gasps and heaves and, ever so often, groans. It’s unintentional, yet it leaves you squeezing your thighs together and biting down on your tongue because your mind is starting to wander.

If you were a better person, you’d go to any other room in the house and let him work out in peace. But you stay seated, let your eyes creep over to the titan of a man in your living room.

He’s a powerhouse in every aspect. You’d think that maybe you’d be used to it after having him in your life for so long, but your eyes widen and drool pools in your mouth at the sight of him.

Thick, hard thighs. Veined arm muscles, straining. Carved pectorals and abdomen, clenching with every movement. Corded muscle over every inch of his body–a display of pure, unwavering strength. The manifestation of years of work he’s put into the sport he plays for a living now. Wakatoshi’s tan skin gleams with droplets of sweat, too, face flushed down to his chest.

It’s terribly, horribly teasing. It’s precisely what he looks like when he’s above you, rutting his powerful hips into yours relentlessly, face morphed into a mixture of concentration and bliss. It’s what he sounds like when he pounds away at you, brings you to tears from pure bliss.

You want him. You need him. Your mouth is too empty, you decide. So you stand, shuffling over to him with an edge of guilt.

“Can you stop?” you say, standing by his mat.

He pauses, thick eyebrows furrowing. Concern quickly fills his sharp features.

“What have I done, my love?”

“You’re hot. It’s distracting me,” you tell him, crossing your chest.

His shoulders sag when it hits him he hasn’t actually done anything wrong and he chuckles, a deep rumble in his broad chest. “I apologise. Can you forgive me?”

“I will if you let me suck your dick,” you say, already sinking to your knees between his robust thighs. There’s mischief dancing behind the batting of your eyelashes, enticing your sweet boyfriend.

Wakatoshi likes to think he’s focused– it’s what he’s been told all his life, by coaches and teachers alike. His concentration never wavers, his determination ever so stable. Around you, though? He becomes entirely unrelenting.

It’s why he doesn’t stop you as you paw at his jersey shorts, smoothing a hand up his thigh, along his crotch, up to the waistband. It’s why he nods when you peer up at him for permission to pull them down his legs, no matter how simple it would be for him to ask you politely to wait until he finishes the few reps he has left.

His boxers come down and his cock, half-hard, springs upwards in its entirety. Your fingertips barely touch when they wrap around the tanned flesh which jumps when you start stroking up and down gently.

Drool pools in your mouth, your lidded eyes dropping to the sight of your boyfriend’s perfect dick. With your bottom lip caught between your teeth, you pump up and down his veiny length until he’s rock hard and blushing and pearly rivulets of pre dribble from the slit of his tip.

That’s when you start to drag your tongue along him, from his base all the way to his head, watching attentively as his head falls back and he showcases his glistening Adam’s apple. He’s always so sensitive, falling apart at your slightest touch.

Your thumb teases his slit, smearing pre over his tip as it leaks while your tongue traces the veins that adorn his cock. And then, with a lustful hunger burning deep in your abdomen, your lips wrap around him and swallow.

You hardly give yourself a second to adjust as you take half of him without hesitation, tears welling and throat clenching as you adjust to the girthy intrusion. Wakatoshi hisses as his giant hand flies to your scalp, stopping you before you can push yourself any further.

“Easy, my love,” he says in a strained whisper.

It’s hard to take his advice when you peer up and catch the tensing of his hard muscles, the parting of his lips, and the affection that glimmers in his olive eyes. It urges you on, really.

You pull back with webs of spit connecting your lips to his cock, stomach fluttering as your boyfriend brings his hand to your cheek and strokes it with his thumb. A second later and you’re dipping your head back down to envelop your mouth around him, choosing to bob your head this time.

“Oh, f-” Wakatoshi cuts himself off with a groan, your throat so warm and tight around him that he shivers. He sighs when your free hand moves to grasp at one of his heavy balls, squeezing lightly but it’s just enough to make his cock throb in your mouth.

As you bob, you take him further and further until your nose is pressed to his pelvis and the dark wiry hairs of his happy trail tickle your skin. He squeezes his eyes shut from the jolts of pleasure that travel deep into his core, his brain turning to fog from the bliss of your slippery mouth. His flesh becomes seared, the blush on his cheeks seeping down to his chest.

Your throat clicks and splutters around him–he’s so big, not meant to be taken like this, and yet you do. With wet eyes and a numb mind, you keep him shoved down your mouth as your fingers take turns fondling one of his balls at a time.

Wakatoshi thinks he’s close to passing out. He can hardly remind himself to stave off his orgasm, too busy as he’s rapt by the burning pleasure of your tongue working his cock.

You pull away, heaving for air, but it’s only to mouth at his balls and suckle at them until they’re covered in your slobber. You trail your tongue along the underside of his cock next, watching him gulp– watching him slowly fall apart.

When you swirl your tongue and suck lightly at his tip, Wakatoshi moans. His abdomen tightens, his fingers scratching at your scalp as they tangle into your roots. He’s losing all semblance of composure. You can tell, from the way his thighs tense and ragged breaths fall from his lips.

“I’m- close,” he groans, low, through clenched teeth.

You’re bobbing your head again with determination, the lewd sounds every time you lower your mouth only bringing Wakatoshi to his edge more quickly. With your hand pumping up and down simultaneously, he doesn’t stand a chance.

His cock twitches in your mouth, and with a deep, rumbling groan that shakes his entire body, he releases. His warm load spills down your throat, his muscles bulging as pleasure wracks his huge body. A Roman god succumbing.

As you pull off of him to replenish your lungs, Wakatoshi’s mind is airy. To him, one thing becomes clear, however.

He lunges forward, scooping you up with ease despite having orgasmed just a moment ago.

“Wakatoshi!” you squeal as he tosses you upon the couch. He kisses you, messy, licking into your mouth like he’s trying to taste himself on your tongue. It makes your head spin.

“I’d like to make sure you’ll forgive me,” he says, still breathless and blushing. His hands wander up your t-shirt, fingertips brushing at your skin making you shiver. “Will you let me return the favour, please?”

#ushijima smut #ushijima wakatoshi smut #ushijima x reader #ushijima fic #ushijima imagine #ushiwaka smut #ushiwaka x reader #hq smut #haikyuu smut #hq imagine #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagine #꒰ lovers. ꒱ — ushijima

[batfamtv]

request: ethan breastfeeding 💏

ethan landry x reader

a/n: i wrote this while the tiktok audio “number 9: breastfeeding, number 12: cock” plays on repeat in my head

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ethan has been your rock since you gave birth to your baby. however, what you dont know is that he’s been feeling horrible about himself. he feels like a terrible partner, and an even worse father.

why, just why, cant he stop himself from feeling all warm and fuzzy whenever he sees you breastfeeding your baby? he really shouldn’t be, right? but whenever you cradle your infant into your arms and guide them mouth into your nipple, ethan would just be sitting there quietly, hard as a rock. he never wanted to broach this topic to you, maybe ever, until one night.

“fuck, this really hurts,” he hears you moan beside him. he sits up to find you massaging your breasts (he hates how his cock automatically twitches at the sight), and moves to comfort you when he sees you crying, “what’s wrong, baby?”

“i already fed the baby,” you whine, pouting, “i also pumped, but i’m already so full and sore.”

his eyes land on your tits, hands flying out involuntarily to cup them, relishing your sighs of relief. they’re heavy in his hands, with milk. yours.

“momma,” he whispers, so quietly that you thought you just imagined it at first, “can i help?”

you raise your eyebrows, “you wanna help me, baby?” he nods frantically, now moving to rest his head on your lap.

he whines loudly when you pull your shirt up, revealing your breasts, now resting on his face. he moves one hand to softly rub the tent in his pants. ethan nuzzles closer, feeling the softness of your tits on his cheeks, “warm…” before sticking his tongue out and barely grazes it on your nipple.

ethan looks up at you, mouthing, “please?” with your nod, he closes his lips around one peaked nipple.

“fuck, ethan,” you groan, arching your breasts forward towards him. you raise one hand to gently grip his hair.

ethan pulls away a little, watching your face scrunched up in pleasure as he sloppily flicks his tongue in one nipple, before moving to the other one. then, he raises his hand on squeeze your breasts gently, and sucks.

surprised at the feeling of ethan simultaneously squeezing your breast and sucking, you feel the familiar warm and tingling sensation flowing to your breasts and you can barely react before ethan moans loudly.

a squirt of something warm and sweet lands on his tongue and he realizes it’s your milk.

“fuck, mommy,” he whines into your breasts, now suckling harder to get as much as he can before you push him away, “taste s’good,” he whimpers, his mouth quickly filling up with milk that some had dribbled down the sides of his mouth. he softly humps the air, wishing to be relieved of the aching tension of his cock, but he couldn’t get enough of you.

everything you have given him, either the juices of your cunt, or the milk that you use to sustain your child, they all taste like nectar to him.

he whines when you gently pull him away, looking up at you in a dazed, almost milk drunk expression that resembles that look your baby gives you when they’re also milk drunk and full.

“you emptied me,” you tell him with a giggle, before moving your thumb to wipe the dribbling milk off the sides of his mouth, “i got no more milk for you.”

ethan shifts so he is kneeling beside you, hands on the waistband of his pants, “i have some for you if you want.”

you laugh, before leaning in for a kiss.

#batfamtv #ethan landry #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x y/n #ethan landry x you #jack champion scream #scream imagine #scream movie

[dollwrites]

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader but she’s not really there, masturbation, reigen keeps videos, oral sex ( m!receiving ), probably poorly written reigen, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ big big special thankies to @arabaka for not only introducing me to reigen but also giving me advice about his characterization and helping me get to know him better 🥺. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

Reigen is so sloppy when he jacks off. that’s why he typically prefers to lie in bed, moaning your name, that way he can ruin his own sheets, or roll over on to his stomach to hump against the mattress. his sweat and cum mingle on the bedding, cheeks red and glistening, eyes closed as he digs his fingers into his pillow, rutting, needy. he imagines you under him, legs spread and eyes glassy like they get when he pounds you hard. he likes to make you go dumb on his cock, and remember how you drooled and begged him, later when he’s alone.

but every now and then, the urge for you rears its head while he’s at the office.

and that’s what the videos are for.

so that he might find himself sprawled in his chair, legs spread wide and cock jabbing upwards, pink-tipped and throbbing, coated in the spit in his palm as he strokes himself silly with one hand, and grips his phone tightly in the other. the audio is cranked, and the way your visage slurps as you worship his tip on the video before him is forcing his breathing to catch in his throat. you were always so damn eager to suck him off, and he was way more than willing to let you.

“So cute… how are you s-so cute when you—” he grunts to himself, and when your tongue glides against his slit on the screen, Reigen mimics, pressing his thumb against the sensitive hole and rubbing back and forth, just the way you would. he groans in the back of his throat, and his eyes threaten to close, but he wants to watch so bad, they simply flutter instead, lids heavy. after a moment of teasing himself, he watches your mouth open wide, and he elicits a soft, happy whimper when the squishy head slips in. he can remember exactly how the inside of your mouth feels, and he attempts to imitate the sensation by enveloping his cock tip with his palm, tightening his grip around the frenulum to simulate the tight, stretch of your plushy lips. your eyes, though zeroed in on the camera as he films you, go hazy when his dick fills your mouth, and Reigen’s hips push forward, fucking his own hand and the air, simultaneously, breathing ragged. he loves that look on your face— when your senses are overwhelmed, and all you can see, smell, and taste is his sex; it’s as if the moment his cock slips in, your brain turns off.

when your head starts to bob, up and down, Reigen has to shift, changing the pace and angle of his stroking, smearing spit and the beading precum over his cock as he pumps furiously to keep up with the rhythm you’d set a few nights prior. the cocktail dribbles along the edges of his fly, soaking a ring of wetness against his gray pants, but he doesn’t care, he’s too caught up in it. jaw hanging slack, cheeks cherry red, his breathing comes and goes in furious, strangled puffs in between gargling, desperate moaning.

“Pretty, little cocksucker… my pretty girl, so f—fucking talented with that, hng, soft mouth a’yours…” perspiration runs in racing stripes down his temple, over his cheeks, and streams on his throat as a prominent vein bulges there, a telltale sign that he was inching closer to release. Reigen can hear his own voice over the recording, begging you to suck it, pleading for you to suck his cock like it’s the only thing in the world that matters to you, and he can tell by the dizzy look on your face, that it is.

“P-please, oh— shit, ‘s good… you make me feel so, so good!” Reigen hunches forward, closer to the screen as his strokes become erratic, squeezing his tip and then bucking his hips to slide through his slick palm, fucking it like it was your throat. seeing the digital clone of his dick disappear, only to watch your cheeks bulge and your eyes roll back in your head, he’s teetering on the edge of a big orgasm, a needy one, but when you start to cluck with each thrust, Reigen knows that must’ve been about the time he was battering your gag reflex, and he lost it.

furiously pistoning his fist up and down his own length, he forgets where he’s at. he forgets himself, and becomes a grunting, panting, whimpering mess of taut muscles and rutting. “That’s it, y-yes, yes, yes!”

falling back against his office chair, his knees spread, the muscles in his arm burns, but he can’t stop, he can’t ease up off this brutal rhythm until the first spurts of his release erupt from his swollen, twitching cock. a flustered gasp, one in the form of your name, escapes his lips, and so does a small trickle of drool, as the first streamers land against his phone screen, dripping on and obscuring your euphoric expression. Reigen gargles a contented moan, his fist running up to wring at his tip, extracting more of his load in a milking fashion, until it splatters on his abdomen, staining his suit and dampening the white shirt underneath. what he had left to siphon out of his tender, softening cock dribbled out from his slit and oozed down along his shaft while he panted like a wild animal, globbing in the patch of golden hair at his base.

the video ends, and he’s too worn out to do much but allow his phone to clatter against his desk, twitching and bathing in afterglow. his office smells of his sweat and sex, and he closes his eyes, taking a ragged, satiated breath.

he still can’t believe the power you hold over him, how you make him a depraved, base fool. just the thought of you is enough to have his cock twitching again, and he groans, running the pad of his thumb over the throbbing vein nearest the base. “Already?” he asked aloud, incredulous at just how willing his body was to spring back and demand your attention. he would have to rub at least one more out before he could focus long enough to get through the rest of his work day.

but he would still be desperate enough that you would get the fuck of your life when he got home.

#ding ding ding round 2 😭 #MAYBE I GOT HIM RIGHT THIS TIME #reigen #reigen arataka smut #mp reigen #reigen x reader #reigen x you #reigen smut #reigen arataka #reigen arataka x reader #reigen arataka x you #mob psycho 100 #mob psycho #mp100

[hayakawalove]

Respite From Heat

Summary: A lazy day spent with the two men you love.

A/N: Short and sweet. Thank you to @whereflowerswenttodie for telling me about Canva for the picture. Please be kind to me I will get better at using it.

TW: SFW, Food mention, just fluffy, Gojo gets teased a lot

W/C: 1,559

“…and that’s gonna do it for the show today folks, make sure to stay in the shade and have something cool to drink. This weather isn’t a joke!” 

The neighbors radio carried its audio across the street over to the three of you. And the radio host wasn’t kidding, the weather wasn’t a joke. It had to be at least 90 degrees out, but you wouldn’t be surprised if it was over 100. 

Even though you sat in the shade, you could swear the pavement below you was melting your skin. Hot concrete bites into your palms while you lounge about, watching the two boys in front of you. Your two boys. 

They were shooting hoops in the driveway, an activity Satoru begged Suguru to partake in. One minute he was cuddled up with you on the couch reading a book, the next his eager boyfriend was dragging him outside, an orange ball under his other arm. 

Suguru dribbled the ball, the act borderline salacious. His bangs drooped over his eyes, a sheen of sweat beginning to coat his biceps. His tongue poked out while he focused on the ball. 

Maybe you should thank Satoru for offering you this holy sight. On second thought, maybe that’s why Satoru wanted to play. 

The white hair menace runs up to Suguru, stealing the ball before it could bounce back up to his hand. He lets out a cackle before dribbling the ball towards the rickety hoop, positioning his arms overhead to toss the ball. 

The ball shoots through the air, the orange sticking out against the blue backdrop of the clear summer sky. 

“And with that, I’m in first place!” Satoru prides, turning to Suguru as the basketball flies through the hoop, thudding against the ground. 

“I’m like five ahead of you-“ Suguru says incredulously, one of his brows raising. 

“In your dreams!”

Suguru squints at Satoru, debating on whether or not he wanted to start this. 

Why not. 

“Did you hit your head?” He asks, knowing it would rile Satoru up even more.

“You know Satoru, it’s okay to lose sometimes.” You murmur, cutting off Suguru. 

“You guys are consipiring against me!” Satoru pouts. 

Suguru ignores him and leans over to grab the ball, you catch a flash of his bare chest through his loose shirt, the large arm holes gracing you a sight to drink up. 

Both of their hair stuck to their foreheads, their chests slightly panting while pink dusted their cheeks. Even when sweat dripped from their skin and they wore loose clothing, they still were too hot for their own good. 

Maybe they were the ones responsible for raising the heat up around here. You wouldn’t be surprised. 

“You should join us, come on it would be fun!” Satoru says, prancing over you to grab your hand. 

“It’s not like I would join your team.” It was fun to antagonize him sometimes. 

Satoru wails, and you stifle a chuckle. 

“Besides, why would I want to play basketball against two 6’3 guys? You think I’m crazy?” You tug your hand away, watching as Satoru pops his hip out and rests his hand there. 

“Maybe you’re just afraid to lose.” He states like it's a fact.

“Says the loser.” You argue. 

Satoru opens his mouth to retort when a jingle sounds out, music flowing down your street. 

Your ears perk up, the sound heavily ingrained in your body from your childhood. 

“Is that-“ you start. 

“An ice cream truck?” Satoru finishes. 

You both lock eyes, excitement leaking from your voices. 

Suguru’s lips spread into a soft smile. He wasn’t really in the mood for anything sweet, but he just knew you and Satoru would be. 

“Suguru, pass me some cash!” Satoru looks like he’s two seconds away from jumping up and down. 

“I don’t have any cash on me, you know I don’t carry it.” 

You listen to the two bicker before making your mind up, hopping to your feet and running into the house. 

Once inside, you dart to your room and dig through Satoru’s drawers. The man always had spare cash laying around. Sure enough, wads of crumpled dollars lay in the very back of his pants drawer. Honestly, he probably forgot he had it. He had more money than he knew what to do with. 

Bounding down the stairs, you slap the cash in Suguru’s hand. 

“Here!” You say with a large grin. 

His eyes light up at your expression, beads of sweat rolling down his throat. 

“Oh hey, where’d you get that?” Satoru asks, peeking over. 

“Don’t worry about it.” 

He didn’t need to know. 

Suguru leans over to place a kiss against your cheek, the act settling off a million fireflies in your gut. 

“Just the usual, sweetheart?” Of course Suguru was going to get the sweet treat for you. 

He loved doing things for you while you sat there pretty for him. 

You try to suppress a smile while you nod, watching him stand to his full height. He licks his thumb before carefully counting the cash you oh so graciously brought out for the two men. 

You were an Angel, he wondered if you knew. 

“Should be enough, let’s go Satoru.” 

Satoru’s shoulders slump while he lets out a whine. Leave it to him to be dramatic. 

“Whaaat? Can’t you get mine for me too?” 

“No, plus you change your order a billion times.” Suguru skillfully shuts Satoru down, an act he’s done millions of times. 

You really did have to be trained in the art of handling Satoru. And if anyone was trained in it, it was Suguru. He must’ve had a doctorate in it by now. 

Satoru grumbles, pushing his hair up out of the way to look a bit more presentable. You watch as the two men set off towards the sound of the ice cream truck. 

It didn’t take long before they were back. You sat on the sidewalk, legs outstretched in front of you when they returned. 

“We bring gifts!” Satoru’s cheery voice calls. 

They looked almost more refreshing than the ice cream cream in their hands. Handsome men carrying your salvation. 

You reach out a grabby hand and Suguru carefully places the ice cream in your palm. 

“Thank you!”

Suguru swears he feels his heart rate pick up a bit at the sound of your gratitude. God, the things he would do just to hear you say that. 

He clears his throat, trying to maintain his composure so you don’t catch a glimpse of the pink tinting his cheeks. 

“Satoru cut in front of a kid.” He rats out Satoru. 

“No I didn’t! I almost did. And I didn’t see him, it's not my fault I’m tall.” Satoru plops down beside you, his legs noticeably longer than yours. 

Suguru sits on the other side of you, basking in your presence. You shudder as the cold treat bites into your hand. It felt like you could hardly wait anymore as you unwrapped it, ready to dive in. 

The heat felt a little bit more bearable once the cool ice cream hit your tongue. 

“Damn Toru, that’s low, even for you.” You giggle. 

“Low like that kid.” Suguru adds. 

Satoru clicks his tongue before beginning to munch on his ice cream. 

Ice cream trucks reminded you of your childhood. You could have been mature and asked Suguru to get you something more refined this time, but where was the fun in that? You just had to get the SpongeBob ice cream. Satoru ended up getting a chocolate cone, and Suguru was empty handed. 

He didn’t really care much for ice cream. Plus, watching his partners’ eyes light up while they ate was just as good of a treat he concluded. It might even be sweeter than having the dessert. 

You bite off a corner of the SpongeBob in your hand, watching as Satoru absentmindedly kicks his foot against yours. A small sign of affection, but a sign of affection no less. Other people began to fill the street in search of the truck, mainly children, but there were some adults meagerly waiting about. 

Turning to Suguru you offer up your ice cream. He wouldn’t normally have wanted anything, but he couldn’t resist your expectant doe eyes. 

He bends over slightly, taking a small bite. Sugar dances around his tastebuds as he licks his lips, looking back up at you. 

“Thank you baby.” 

“Of course! I dont want you to feel left out, you know.” 

Suguru’s heart aches at the sentiment. Excitement floods his veins at the mere prospect that you thought about him. 

Lucky, lucky, lucky. He thought. 

The three of you sit in silence as you and Satoru finish eating. Satoru’s pink tongue darts out to lick a trail of sugary goodness from his fingers. 

“That was good.” He squeaks out, leaning back on his palms. 

“Why don’t we go back inside and shower, and I’ll get started on lunch.” Suguru speaks, knees cracking as he stands up. 

Your head perks up at the mention of food, namely Suguru’s food, and you take the hand he's offering you. 

He helps you to your feet before going over to assist Satoru, the feel of his sticky fingers making Suguru wince. 

Summer could get unbearable at times, but having your boys around made it a bit more tolerable. 

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[planet-dusk]

wait…wait… fingering felix or vice cerda while gaming mmm 😋 obv online or with friends or smth 😳 just having to play it off while cumming wowie🫠

-🍄

and Happy New Year my friend<3

happy ny to you 🍄 anon! this is such a great thought… what about having him cockwarm your strap after 🤭

🏷️ sub!felix, pegging, cockwarming

“stay still, baby. you’ll get yourself killed if you keep messing up.” 

felix curses into his headset when one of his enemies almost takes him out. it’s a close call; he’s getting sloppier and sloppier, nearly getting sniped by another player. 

you’re right. he needs to focus or he’ll lose. 

pull yourself together, lix. 

he shifts in your lap and whimpers when his next shot misses its target by a landslide. 

“lix! what are you doing?! put your head in the game mate!” 

chan’s voice rings through the headphones. one earpiece covers felix’s ear and the other is pushed back so he can hear both you and his teammates. he mumbles a shaky apology in the mic and you notice how his voice sounds oddly high-pitched. which means his friends must hear it too. perfect. 

“concentrate.” you press a kiss on his nape. his fuzzy hoodie tickles your nose. “you don’t want them to find out what’s really going on, do you?” 

felix shakes his head. he’d been the one who’d insisted on this: begged for more than the gentle pressure of your fingers inside his tight hole. and you’d obliged. with only one drawback: he has to finish this round first. 

and win. 

for the past twenty minutes felix has been sitting in your lap with your strap snugly fitted between his walls. every movement, not matter how small, has the curved head pressing against his sensitive prostate.

it’s torture. felix wants nothing more than to lift his hips and fuck himself on the silicon dildo but all he can do is sit as still as possible and keep his eyes fixed on the screen. he can’t afford any missteps now. not when he’s risking losing more than just this stupid game. 

watching your boyfriend struggle to keep himself from mindlessly grinding down onto your lap fills you with amusement. he looks so pretty like this: all flushed and agitated like he might lose his composure soon. his bottom lip is stuck between his teeth to stop himself from revealing his plight to his friends. every muscle in his body screams out in desperation; from his tense shoulders to his leaking cock twitching in your hand. there’s so much precum it dribbles down your fingers. at this point he may be wetter than you are and you’re surprised he’s been able to stay this still. just like him you hope the round doesn’t last much longer. you can’t wait to see the outcome. 

“i think you want them to hear you,” you whisper for his ears only. “want your friends to know you can’t wait to get fucked. what if i tell them i’m going to bend you over this desk if you win, hm? fuck your needy hole until you’re begging me to stop because it feels too good?”

felix can’t prevent the sudden moan leaving his lips. fuck, you know him too well. his ears burn at the idea of chan and jisung listening to him getting ruined and reduced to a sniffling mess. 

he can’t help but wonder how his friends would react. would they cut off the audio and never bring it up again, too flustered about having overheard something so salacious? or would they enjoy it… their pants tightening as they picture themselves in felix’s position. or (and the next thought is almost enough to make him blow on the spot), in yours. 

chan’s fat cock drilling into him while jisung holds felix down until he can feel his best friend’s cum drip down his ass—

shit. he has to stop and fucking focus for once.

felix knows you’re loving every minute of this. it’s evident in the way you chuckle when he fidgets in your lap. you’re thriving off his distress and it only makes his cock ache more. you keep whispering filthy words into his ear, seemingly unconcerned about anyone else who could be hearing them. 

would you want them to overhear? fuck, he can’t go there, not now—

felix has no idea how he makes it through the next ten minutes, but as soon as the victory screen pops up he disconnects from the voice channel with only a short, clipped “bye!” to his teammates. his hands are shaking as he tries to catch his breath. he won. 

“congratulations, pup,” your voice is sweet like honey and his heart beats impossibly faster when you take off his headphones and grab hold of his stuttering hips. “you deserve your reward.”

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[daisies-daydreams]

Like That (Suguru Geto x F!Reader Drabble)

Header Credit: glowx_21

Pairing: Suguru Geto x F!Reader Category: Smut (18+) Warnings: PWP, Rough Sex, Anal Sex, Clit Play, Spanking, Doggy Style, Hair-Pulling, Pet Names (Baby/Baby Girl, Slut, Daddy), Edging, Swearing Word Count: 1k+ A/N: I fucking despise this bastard…so of course I had to write smut about him. 🤐 Audio (credit: moonxx911) NSFW WARNING!

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

Your jaw went slack as Suguru stretched out your tight ring of muscle with his thick, bulbous tip.

“‘s too much, Suguru,” you mewled as you felt his lube-coated shaft glide along your tight, gummy canal. Despite all the prep you did, your lover’s thick, heavy cock still stretched you with a mind-numbing burn. Goosebumps broke out across your skin as he chuckled lowly.

“You can take it, baby. I know you can,” Suguru encouraged as he gently spread your asscheeks apart with his large palms. "But if it gets too painful, just say the safe word," he reminded with a husky whisper. You squeaked when he spanked, his dark eyes mesmerized by the way your flesh jiggled beneath his touch.

“Love it when you make those cute noises for me,” Suguru chuckled as he massaged the sore spot on your ass. Your eyes rolled back when he finally bottomed out, his heavy balls bouncing against your slick, puffy folds. “See? I knew you could take me,” he praised with a gentle caress over your bum. The cold lube coating his cock dribbled down and mixed with your warm arousal in a lewd concoction. You moaned when Suguru pulled back all the way back to his tip before slowly sinking his length inside. 

“Such a tight, perfect ass,” he grunted as he began to thrust into your clenching hole. 

“Fuck, daddy,” you keened and ducked your head into your arms. Suguru groaned as he slid his hand beneath your belly again, his rough fingertips expertly gliding over your sensitive bundle of nerves. 

“You like it when I play with your clit like this, hm baby?” Suguru lilted as he began to lather your bud with your sweet juices. You moaned and wiggled your hips as the bed softly creaked beneath his eager thrusts. 

“Y-Yes!” you cried out as an intoxicating pleasure rippled through your core. Your breasts pressed against your wrinkled sheets as he angled his hips and hit even deeper inside you. A lump swelled in your throat as your lover gently pinched your clit accompanied by a particularly sharp thrust. 

“God, you drive me wild,” Suguru groaned as he snapped his hips forward. Your jaw went slack as you felt his dick twitch inside you, your head spinning with every rock of his sharp hips. The slick ‘plaps’ of your bodies colliding filtered through the darkness, the bed frame groaning even louder as Suguru panted behind you.

“Does that feel good right there, baby girl?” he grunts as he pressed his hand over your stomach. Your thighs trembled as you nodded. “Mmm good,” Suguru groaned as he railed into you.

“Please fill me up, ‘guru,” you moaned and arched your back. His thrusts stuttered for a brief moment as his breath hitched. 

“Fuck,” your lover hissed between gritted teeth. Your breath was punched out of your lungs when Suguru grabbed both of your hips and shoved your ass towards him. Your asscheeks clapped as he pounded into your raw hole, your insides sucking him deeper with every thrust. Your pussy walls clenched and fluttered around nothing as you felt yourself start to careen towards the edge of your release.

“S-Suguru,” you mewled and turned your head to the side, your eyes half-lidded and glassy. You shivered as the ends of his raven-black hair tickled your sides. A loud moan tumbled from your lips as the muscles in your lower belly tensed to the point of snapping.

“Fuck, I’m close,” Suguru sucked in a sharp breath, his heavy balls slapping against your puffy clit. 

“Please, please, please please,” you whimpered as you threw your ass back. You whined when he wrapped his hand around your locks and tugged gently, the slight sting of your scalp only making the knot in your lower belly grow deliciously tighter. You wrinkled your nose as Suguru slowed his thrusts, his dark eyes trained on your shivering form. 

“Say my name, baby. Say it and I’ll let you cum,” he said, the corners of his mouth curved up in a wry smirk. You pouted and flared your nostrils. 

“P-Please let me cum, Suguru,” you moaned and swayed your hips side to side. You yelped when he tugged on your hair again. 

“Louder,” he rasped, the slight tremble in his voice letting you know he’s just as close as you are. You swallowed thickly as your body glowed with pleasure.

“Please let me cum, Suguru!” you moaned loudly. You gasped when his hand immediately left your hair and glued itself back to your hip. A thick trail of drool stained your pillow as Suguru grabbed your hips and pounded into your ass again.

“There’s my good little slut,” he chuckled as he slapped your ass. Your eyes watered as the pressure in your lower body grew more and more pleasurable with every drag of his thick length. 

“Oh my God,” you whined before you threw your head back. Your orgasm quickly crashed over you, your vision blurred with white as the gummy walls of your cunt fluttered incessantly. 

“S-Suguru,” you panted as your head spun. Your holes puckered as your body glowed and trembled with pure bliss. Your toes curled when you felt him sheath himself all the way inside you. 

“F-Fuck, (Y/N)!” Suguru groaned as he slammed you down on his shaft. A small cry rose from your throat as his cock throbbed inside your ass, filling your insides with thick, heavy ropes of his seed. You keened beneath him as he squeezed your waist, his cock throbbing and twitching as he painted your insides a creamy white. You shook as your breathing began to even, your body completely spent and drifting in a haze of ecstasy. 

Suguru grunted as he, his length beginning to soften inside your tight canal. You squealed when he slowly pulled out with a wet squelch, his flaccid cock resting against your slick backside. You moaned softly as he leaned over and kissed your upper back, his soft, warm lips lingering over your glistening skin. 

“Good girl,” Suguru whispered lowly. ————

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pretty polaroids (nsfw) - choi beomgyu

just beomgyu clouding my brain sm 😵‍💫 this is quite a popular trope with beomgyu here on moablr but i just can’t get enough.

beomgyu using a polaroid camera to capture your intimate moments. bonus points if that polaroid camera was given to him by you on his birthday..!! i can totally see this starting as prob just birthday sex ykyk nd yall r so into it, he just happens to see the polaroid camera at the corner of his eye, picking it up and ofc asking you if it was okay to take pictures~

the both of you were very shy about it at first but soon it just became like a routine. yall even bought a polaroid album dedicated to those pictures taken of your intimate moments. on some days beomgyu just feels bolder and picks out a picture from the album putting it behind his phone case. well what can you say, his members don’t ask about it even when they notice..!

beomgyu usually brings a couple of the polaroids with him when he goes on tour, placing them nicely in plastic covers, careful to not destroy them like how you would treasure his photocards ><

puts each of the polaroid pictures on “rotational duty” swapping them out every couple days. a specific picture was one of your sweet dripping cunt, his cum dribbling out of your cute lil hole was seen in the picture. as he sits down on his hotel bed after a long day, he turns on the voice recording app, flipping his phone upside down so that he sees your pretty pussy as he jerks himself off hastily, so so touch starved since the tour had started.

in the recording you could hear the soft wet, slick sounds of his hand moving up and down his shaft as he tells you about his day. some parts are incoherent to you as he’s moaning so prettily you have to play the audio again to listen to what he was saying so that you can reply him! at some point he’s just going need you s’bad mommy hng! m’going to come back and fuck you so good! although he’s usually the one whose domming but poor baby is just too touch starved and desperate :(

as he cums, strained-throaty moans could be heard, y/n y/n y/n! was tumbling out of his lips. beomgyu imagining that if you were jerking him off that moment, you wouldn’t have stopped yet so he didn’t as well, wanting it to feel as if you were really there. the rambling about his day had been long stopped, only the slick sounds growing faster, shaky breathes hitching from time to time paired with cries of overstimulation being heard, it felt like utter heaven to you.

later then he takes a picture of his cum sprayed over his tummy, thighs and even his bedsheets and sends it to you with the recording, captioning it i missed you mommy :( unusual of him to be so subby but i guess that’s what distance does to you guys right?

as soon as they have a 2 day break to roam around the city they were currently in, man had already asked his company for permission and was flying back to you, quite literally. in the van to your apartment, he stares at the picture of you taking his dick so prettily in your mouth, smoothing a finger over the cover where your face was, telling himself he would fuck you so so good, enough to last you until the tour is over <3 of course it doesn’t last though yall are some horny ass mfs

feedback along w likes and rbs are appreciated..!!

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[l1tw1ck]

Album: Aether

Bottom!FTM Aether x Top!Masc!Pervert Reader

{Request} | AFAB language used

Contains: Consensual Somnophilia, Cameras, Dirty Talk, Fingering, Slight Voice Kink, Rough Sex, Overstimulation, Hair Pulling

Words: 1,562

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Since you went to bed early, Aether gets the idea to look through the photos you've taken of him. The two of you share your passwords so Aether doesn't feel any guilt when he goes to your camera roll.

Aether opens up the 'Aether' album and is greeted with three sub folders. 'Cute', 'Sleeping', and 'Hot'.

Aether looks through the 'Cute' folder and finds nothing weird so they go to the next. At first it's just pictures of Aether sleeping peacefully and then it escalates.

His eyes widen when he sees a photo of your thumb in his mouth, the next one is a video. A video of you fucking his mouth with your fingers. Aether raises the volume a few levels and hears your groaning over the sounds of his mouth being violated.

Despite how wrong it is, Aether gets wet from the video. Nothing was off limits between the two of you, except for sex. Even though Aether put almost everything on the table you don't touch him much, at least not when he's awake. You didn't want to scare him off with how perverted you are.

They go to the next video. It shows their legs spread apart and a damp spot in the pink panties you bought them.

"Look how wet you are for me.." You mumble. "Fuck you make me so horny, Aether."

The next video was taken with some sort of device, allowing you to record without using your hands. Those were occupied with gripping his thighs as you rubbed your dick across his clothed cunt.

His shirt is pulled all the way up so that when you come, you come all over his bare stomach. Aether bites their lip and traces their hand across their abdomen, knowing that your cum was there in the past. And probably multiple other times they were unaware of.

"Fuck.." Aether curses under their breath.

They wonder if they should send some of these videos to themself and turn them into an audio file and use them to masturbate when you're gone. The words you say in some of them are just too hot to forget.

"Look at you, so pliant for me."

"Do you even know how much of a slut you are in your sleep?"

"So beautiful."

"You look so innocent, I just want to defile you."

"I wish I could fuck your throat, Aether."

"You would look so cute with my cum dribbling down your chin."

Maybe he'll ask you to record something special...

The last album is full of panty shots and some pictures of his chest that Aether knew you took. You didn't engage too much in anything sexual with him but you never hid your love for the small mounds on his chest.

From sucking to pulling to biting, you do everything possible to his puffy pink nipples. You always took pictures after you finished making a mess of his tits.

Aether has been ready for the next step for a few days now, waiting for the perfect time for you to take his virginity but he doesn't want to wake you. You had a long day and deserve this rest so instead he climbs into bed and rests his head on your chest.

Aether listens to your heavy breathing while touching themself, thinking about what you would do if you knew what they're doing right now.

Would you tease or mock them? Call them a horny slut?

Or maybe because you're even more perverted than they are, you would help him out. Replace his fingers with yours and roughly finger fuck him until he comes. Maybe you'd keep going and overstimulate them, whispering dirty words into their ear as you bring them to another orgasm.

Aether covers their mouth and moans. They need you inside them, so badly. They finger themself more roughly to emulate how he thinks you would do it.

Aether's toes curl as they come, wishing it was your fingers that did this.

They take a quick shower and come back to sleep with you.

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The next morning, Aether decides to talk to you about the album.

"I saw the album you have of me." Aether says abruptly, looking down at the liquid in his mug.

You pause. "Oh." You were going to put a password on the album so this didn't happen.

Aether turns to you, very flushed. "I...I liked it."

"Oh." You smirk. "You liked it? I didn't know you were a pervert too."

Aether bites his lip. "I want to...to..." He stutters. "I'm ready.."

You immediately stand up and pick your boyfriend up, taking him into your room and dropping him onto the bed.

You take your time stripping him, slowly pulling off each article of clothing and taking in his beauty. "You're so soft, Ae." You say, groping his chest lovingly.

Aether feels like a god in the presence of one if it's most dedicated angels under your gaze, you look at him like he's the most beautiful person in the world.

Your hand moves down to his sex and your gaze changes to a perverted one. "Shit, you're so fucking wet."

Aether moans, feeling hot under you with you looking at him like that. He can almost feel all the dirty and disgusting thoughts you have in your mind.

"What did you do after you saw everything?" You ask, slowly slipping two fingers inside him.

Aether turns a soft pink. "I went into bed next to you and...I fingered myself."

Your breath hitches. "Yeah? Slow? Fast?"

"Fast, and rough. I wanted you to do it.."

"Shit. Wake me up next time, or even just use me however you want. Gods, I'd love to wake up with my fingers plunged deep into you." You groan, slowly finger fucking him and increasing your pace bit by bit. "And see your cute little face when you get caught, no, I'd love to see your face while you're doing it. Can you show me sometime, baby? Take a video for me?"

Aether nods, barely able to speak from the pleasure.

"You're so cute.."

"Gon- gonna c- c-" Aether arches their back, eyes blown wide, and comes.

"I can't wait to feel you around my cock.." You slowly pull your fingers out and suck up his fluids. "Can I fuck you raw?"

Thankfully Aether nods, you didn't have any condoms. "Please. Want you to come inside me.."

You bury your head in his shoulder, breathing deeply with an incredibly hard cock trapped in your underwear. "Can I be rough?"

"Whatever you want, (Name)." They reply softly.

You bite his neck, nibbling on his flesh while you quickly pull yourself out of your clothes. "You don't know what you just got yourself into, Ae."

You slowly ease into them, taking in how they feel. "You feel even better around my cock." You hiss while easing further in. "Warm, wet, and tight. Fuck.."

Aether looks down and watches you enter him, a bump forming in his stomach showing how deep and big you are. He moans your name traces the bulge with his finger.

"Oh Gods, I'm so deep inside you, Aether." You bite your lip. "I'm not even fully inside, just how small are you? Makes me wanna break you.."

"Break me, please." Aether tightens around you. "Make it hurt."

You make an animalistic sound of arousal and shove your length fully inside him, his adorable gasp and shocked expression only encourages you more to fuck him until he almost shatters into glass.

You grip his hips and start fucking into him at a rough pace, not even giving him a second to adjust. Just how he wanted it. Their chest bounces with each thrust, the view almost too captivating to tear away from.

Aether breaks out into loud moans, blessing your ears with his verbal displays of pleasure. "Ha- harder~!"

You lift his hips up and drill into him deeper, making his eyes roll to the back of his head. "You really are a whore, Aether."

They smile stupidly in response. "Gon- gonn- uh~ come~!" They're face grows warmer as you bring them to an orgasm.

You lower his hips and lean in to kiss him, still fucking him roughly. "You're squeezing me~"

Drool dribbles down their chin and their face stays a soft shade of red. "So~ good~!"

You pull away and position them into doggystyle. You dig your nails into his hip and use your other hand to grab his braid. You notice that you left a bruise on his hip, the sight making you go feral.

Aether cries out in both pleasure and pain when you pull on their hair, bringing their head back and causing more drool to drip down onto the bed.

Their words become incomprehensible, not one thing they say, or moan, makes sense. A clear sign of overstimulation.

"Fuck- Aether-" You groan as your thrusts become uneven. "Gonna come and fill you up so fucking good."

Excited noises erupt from their drool ridden mouth, words that sound almost like he's begging or telling you to come inside him.

Your thrusts slow down and with one pull of their braid, you bury yourself deep inside and fill their wet insides with your spend.

You take a moment to breathe, still rock hard inside of them. "One more time?"

Aether nods quickly.

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[rubbersissybambi]

For anyone who see's this and is interested.

I AM A SISSY!

I'm not a frilly sissy, a baby/ infant sissy, I am a rubber/ latex sissy!

FORCE FEMINIZE ME TURN ME INTO YOUR TOTALLY OBEDIENT RUBBER SLUT!!

Dress me up from head to toe in tight rubber and latex, give me a corset tight enough to give me an hourglass figure, and hopefully, a wasp waist eventually.

Put inflatable tits on me, so they can be any size you wish!

I have a very tiny penis, it's not much use except to piss out of and make a dribbly sticky mess of my rubber panties

So lock it up in a nice pink cage, and make me beg for release that will very rarely cum!

I have used butt plugs in the past and I will again, I love that feeling of being filled up in there, wishing it was a real cock throbing in my sissy pussy!

I wish to learn to walk in ballet boots, as I feel this is what a rubber sissy should wear as part of her/ it's dress code!

I love hypnosis/ brainwashing/ cnc, please feel free to send me any videos/ audios/ memes/ messages/ pictures/ role play you want to, and I will listen/ watch it and let you know what happened when I did if you like.

I also don't have a problem with taking some "recreational" items to further enhance the mind fuck of the hypnosis/ brainwashing!

Alongside the brainwashing I have been trained to DROP with a few triggers.

Being called a good girl/ sissy/ slut/ whore/ cumpuppet/ doll/ bimbo/ and any variations of these combined will instantly make me DROP into sissy space (as long as it is safe for me to do so).

Also the colour PINK will make me DROP as well, especially if it is latex/ rubber.

This is why my usual sissy dress will be black or PINK, so every time I look at myself, my latex will force me even DEEPER into being a GOOD GIRL!

This maybe should be a bit higher up, but NO CP EVER!!

If I get sent or see ANYTHING that I think could be CP, I will report it AND YOU TO YOUR LOCAL AUTHORITIES!!!!

No findoms either!

I'm not a cash cow/pig/dog/giraffe whatever!

Some other hard "NO!"s are piss/ shit/ vomit/ blood/ cutting and body modification.

Even though I have not done it in real life, if we ever did meet up, oral would be fine (I'm a caged rubber sissy, that's part of the job), and I would imagine I would be so spaced or with the hypnosis/recreational/ edging/ mind fuck that a rock hard cock being rammed down my through wouldn't be a problem!

I do have an actual real life commitments, and as much as i would love to be a 24/7 rubber sissy fuck doll for someone, it's not really a possibility at the moment, but that doesn't mean I won't be a loyal little slut for you when you want me to be!

If I find someone who lives close to me, then I would have no problem meeting up in real life (once we've got to know each other and we have a mutual trust, obviously)

I'm basically looking for someone who has a mutual interest in turning me into a perfect rubber sissy toy for them to play with and use like the little brainwashed slut they know I want to be!!

If anyone wants to contact me, you can do it on this forum or at my email address below.

[email protected]

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[fyeahbachisagi]

S01E09. BACHIRA x DRIBBLING

The monster inside me is saying, “When things look dire, don’t get scared… Get excited!”

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Gifset edited on Jan. 15, 2023. The first gif has been changed from Step Over to Scissors. The anime subtitles use them interchangeably, but I decided to go with Scissors since that’s what the audio uses.

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[yanderemommabean]

more facts about death angels. They’re only known weaknesses are high frequency audio feedback, and their inability to swim, they don’t eat humans (they only kill them, I have no idea what they actually eat), they’re biosonar (they can use echolocation). These next few parts are copied and pasted from some wiki The creatures are slightly taller than a human, with overall proportions that are lithe and lean. Their body posture vaguely resembles a cross between a gorilla and a flightless bat: all four of their limbs are digitigrade, walking on their knuckles, with arms drastically larger than their legs — resulting in them usually running on all four limbs but capable of rearing up to attack or jump large distances. Due to their claws and great strength, they are very adept at climbing on walls. Their head features a large jaw filled with sharp teeth and no eyes. With no apparent nose, it is unclear if they possess a sense of smell, or if this is perhaps achieved through sense organs in the mouth. The entire head is actually composed of multiple sections of armor plates that can be held open if they want to listen more closely for prey — unfolding like a hellish cabbage. The delicate ears underneath the armor are vulnerable to conventional weapons, explaining why they only briefly lift their plates if they feel they are safe and tracking an enemy or prey. As confirmed by Krasinski, the aliens are not sapient, but vicious animals. Just how intelligent they are is unclear, as they mostly seem driven by pure instinct, though the Abbotts' whiteboard speculates that they are capable of hunting in packs. Besides, invariably when one was killed, another came running to the location of its death.

Imagine being cornered by three of these things, your eyes slamming shut as you pray for a quick death, waiting for the void to wrap you in its embrace. 

They press closer, their plates opening slightly as they seem to investigate you, shrieking and growling at one another as they circle you, investigating you more as you swallow down your horrified cries. You didn’t want to attract anymore of these monsters. 

A disgusting beast walks right to you, teeth nipping at you in  what you could only describe as “testing” you and how they could get ahold of you. You aren’t sure what to do, the others come beside you to nudge you up and shriek again when you fumble and try to scramble back. 

Their teeth pick you up by the fabric of your tattered clothes, like a mother lioness and her cub, just less wholesome and more gut wrenching. 

You shudder as their drool dribbles down your skin, their large teeth waiting to pierce into your flesh and make you another corpse they devour and toy with. But that stinging, unbearable pain never comes. The creatures simply march on, carrying you as you whimper behind your hand to protect anyone else who could be in the area, as even in death you want to save anyone you can. 

You think back to the headlines, remembering that they don’t seem to even eat the humans they kill. They kill for fun, seemingly, or are just that hostile towards any entity they don’t recognize. You aren’t sure, no one is, you just know these things kill for one reason or another, and your fate is still hanging by a tooth filled maw carrying you god knows where. 

Minutes feel like hours as the three trot to an abandoned area, rubble and shattered glass lay on the street as they growl and grunt to each other, careful to adjust you so that you wouldn’t be stabbed by the jagged wood sticking out of what seems to be a collapsed shop. Their echolocation must be more complex and intense than you thought, as you’re lifted away and carried a bit farther. 

The toothy maw drops you gently, onto the ground that reeks of blood and decomposing bodies of those who were unfortunate enough to meet these things head on. You begin to accept that they’re about to finally kill you, but they circle you yet again, chuffing and snarling as you stay still, breathing still erratic and unsure. 

One of the monsters crawls forward, it’s plates open and seeming to sense you either by scent or noise, you aren’t sure, and it…gently licks you. 

What? 

It does the action again, it’s large tongue nearly knocking you over as it licks you again, as if trying to console you (or drink your tears, these things are so vile you wouldn’t put it past them). The other two abruptly lurch at the one currently bathing you, hissing and wailing in protest and causing it to run back to the edge of the rubble where you had been dropped. 

They chirp and trill to one another before one runs off, leaving two to patrol you and observe you more. As if to keep you…Safe? No, no probably just to keep you in line, these things don’t protect, they destroy. Whatever the intention is, it’s working, as you just stare wide eyed and panicked. Every move makes you jump, and the two remaining beasts click and chuff as they patrol. 

You have no perception of time as the things huddle around you and roughly shove you back when you so much as move an inch. By the third time you’re shoved back by an  armored head, the pounding of feet is heard trampling through the rubble, and the third member comes back with a mouth full of something resembling meat and possibly fur. 

A deer? It’s something, thankfully not human, but mangled nonetheless. 

And the animal is dropped right by your feet, with a disgusting, wet noise. You couldn’t help the startled gasp, causing all of the death angels to perk up in interest and stalk close to you, one nudging the “food” closer to you expectantly. 

It’s slowly coming to light that these nightmarish beings aren’t going to kill you. With a new twisted feeling in your gut, you realize that they’re not about to end you. 

They’re going to keep you. 

(lol I hope you enjoyed it! Sorry if I got anything too wrong -Mommabean)

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[worstvideogamesong-poll]

Worst Video Game Song Tournament - Round 2 Match 25

National Anthem - Double Dribble Arcade

VERSUS

Fun House - Spider-Man: The Animated Series

FIGHT!

I would recommend listening to as much as you can of each song before voting, but how you choose is up to you! Remember to be civil in the tags and replies!

Propaganda under cut:

National Anthem:

"#double dribble tho... now THAT is some good shit#the way the crowd sounds at the end #the way the vocaloid doesnt even sound in tune #so awesome. beautifu l #chefs kiss"

"#!? ? w hat fkgg #there are actual tears in my eyes #go national anthem go"

"#Laughed SO hard at national anthem #I hope it wins the whole thing"

"#look miku’s grandpa is trying his best alright #his best is uh #not very good #but he’s trying"

Fun House:

"this song is so horrible I love it. it's full of samples that are so dumb like screaming and WOOHEE hehehehehehhehehehhehehehhehe"

"...Anyway this song speaks for itself. Funhouse sweep."

"#anyways. fun house fuckin ROCKS #my friend showed it to me last weekend actually and it fuckin slaps SO hard was laughin my ass off at this shit#the way the samples are so exactly on beat the audio totally clearly cut off #someone went onto free sound dot com and got FUNNY with it and it ROCKS #thank you to whoever submitted fun house soooo fuckin good"

"#there are certainly. sounds? in fun house?"

"#[Fun House] is one of the fartiest things I've ever heard. and the screams..."

"#I love fun house but it does make me feel like I’m going insane"

"#fun house my beloved ❤️ #on one hand the song's called 'fun house' so you gotta know what you're getting into #on the other hand HAVE YOU HEARD THOSE SAMPLES DUDE #this is the second-most hilarious song in this tournament and I accept no substitute"

"#EVERYBODY VOTE FUN HOUSE IT NEEDS TO TAKE HOME THE ENTIRE TOURNAMENT"

"#shit fucking spiderman song that i love"

Feel free to add more propaganda in the tags and replies, or send it to me in the ask box and I'll try to share it as soon as I can!

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