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sojourner-between-worlds · 7 months

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You know what, no, I'm not done talking about this because the symbolism is god tier.

Yusei starts out as a Satellite. In essence, a fake star. Anyone who knows anything knows that when you look up at the night sky, the brightest objects are planets and satellites. They look like stars, but they aren't stars. They are man-made to serve a purpose, and when they wear out, they are easily replaced, the offline ones left to float around as space junk for the rest of time.

But Yusei's not a fake. He's the real deal.

He breaks out of Satellite and earns the moniker "Satellite's Shooting Star". But the thing about shooting "stars" is that they still aren't really stars at all, and worse yet, they burn out so quickly they barely exist for a moment in time. This is what was expected for him, too: he could have stayed where he was, a man-made object with a given purpose, but because he decided that wasn't good enough, he was going to get his moment to shine but then burn out into nothing.

But Yusei isn't a shooting star, either. He's not burning out.

No, he was just getting started.

He pulls other people to himself with all the force of a black hole yet without destroying any of them. (Well, except for one. One who willingly allowed himself to be destroyed to allow Yusei to shine all the brighter.) He gathers them and the future is so bright that there is nothing else to see and you get this sense that, even though you don't know what will happen, anything is possible.

Yusei's not a satellite. He's the real deal.

And he's not a shooting star. He's not burning out.

He's a quasar. He's creating endless possibilities.

#yugioh 5ds #yusei fudo #fudo yusei #i have a lot of Feelings about this okay #i didn't even get into the progression of his dragon evolutions #or the fact that its called ACCEL sychro and black holes have ACCELERATION disks #OR the fact that bruno literally gets sucked into a black hole that is SPAWNED from his delta accel #(look. i'm probably 15 years late to this party but i don't care.)#(we can get on the writers about a lot of mistakes they made. but this. this was not one of them.)#(this was SUCH good writing on their parts. kudos for this.)#(....provided it was intentional. it just think its too good to have not been but *shrugs*)#(anyway)

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mushroom-person · 11 months

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op made him wear bucket hat

#doodle #art #traditional doodle #traditional art #spongebob #spongebob squarepants #spongebob fanart #spongebob squarepants fanart #i think i mistook which stripe is first on his socks #like #was it blue and i did a little whoopsie daisy???#probably lol #also no holes because my color pencils suck ASS

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trekkerac · 5 months

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Amy turned out all right! :D

Please Ignore knuckles and his messed up arms

#my stuff #the knuckles figure comes with fully bent arms and i did not end up straightening them enough for the cutting #and i also found out that i suck with the drill so the arm holes are funky too #sorry knuckles take one for the team #oh and his head is still broken #I just placed it on top #i will probably try different joints if i can find any

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spitblaze · 11 months

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what if my Void and @doktorpeace's Erato had spiderverse counterparts....and they were both spidermen.......and they kissed.........

#spitblaze says things #wip #ocs #void #masks #uh. lol this is what i was saying before #might have to buff les's design out a bit #but i think les's backstory is 'bit by the spider at a young age and it just didnt do anything for a long time'#'until the Inciting Incident where he got sucked into a black hole from a faulty particle accelerator'#'and instead of getting all Spots about it the spider powers managed to save him'#cause in his NORMAL story hes got like. sort of a metahuman autoimmune disease?#he already had a latent metatrait in a healing factor but once that got mixed with the weirdness of the black hole stuff it just became #les's atoms tearing each other apart and pulling themselves back together constantly and it hurt SO BAD all the time #i could go on a rant. the point is that in this case whats keeping him together isnt a healing factor but the latent spider powers #does he even need the web if he can just fall at terminal velocity in any direction to 'fly'?#no but hes also a weeb nerd who couldnt lift his way out of a paper bag #so like. probably for the best for him to develop a bit of muscle mass #anyway erato (spidrato)'s deal is that they're an artificial spiderman #i mean. obviously. robot. but like specifically made by the Spiderverse HQ #for the purposes of. idk. subduing rogue spidermen or something #either way their project was scrapped until Viceroy reactivated them and gave them purpose #anyway thats all i really have for them so far lmao this is way too many tags

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dbphantom · 3 months

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New hyperfixation unlocked moodboard

#[heaves a sigh]#[opens a new Google doc]#This time my friends won't call it stupid and full of plot holes. Probably.#<- in case you were wondering why I suddenly shut up about o/p H2/O au. My writing choices were illogical and full of plot holes.#So they said #I just thought if like. Because of the book he gets stranded on a deserted island with Deuce so obviously he couldn't swim out #I really thought it was clever because it was before he got his devil fruit #But they called it dumb #And the other stuff too overpowered #I just can't open that document anymore without cringing and hearing that shit #It sucks #I'm tired #[shoves face into pillow] I'm fine #<- has not been fine for months #Cruddy rambles

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paleciity · 2 years

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// Considering making a multimuse and just moving Mono over there-

#[ooc] crown equipped #// been thinking about this for a MINUTE now and it just seems like the easiest course of action yknow?#// ESP bc im gonna be going to college in a few months here and will be busy as HELL #// course if i do this its not gonna be an immediate future thing this is probably still a WAYS off--#// cuz uh hi! hello!! sorry for the silence!!#// havent been terribly focused on writing lately! brain has been wanting to do Other Things #// and dear lord can my focus get sucked down different rabbit holes like nobody's business jfc #// i still think about tumblr rp from time to time i just dont have the drive for it rn yknow?#// dw dw this happens its a cycle- i'll always come back eventually #// not always with the same muses but #// jazz hands at the multimuse idea #// i got Plans to help keep mono afloat JHFHDSJHJ #// also just so yall know- if i DO make the multi its gonna feature videogame muses specifially #// so *everyone* from this blog would be there plus like. MAYBE maybe a couple loz muses and probably ingo and emmet from pokemon bw #// we'll see!#// anyways hope yall are good lmao

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oreganosbaby · 2 years

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imagine the amount of work you would need to put in to get roman roy to willingly and successfully assume the active role in sex. it's not worth it, really.

#dalia writes #succ sesh #it's probably like near impossible tbh #and if it were to happen it would suck so bad lmao #by active i mean like... fucking with his dick as opposed to like... with his Hole or hand or mouth or whatever

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j-esbian · 2 months

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i keep finding Lore Discrepancies and i’m like. boy i hope they explain this one, but judging from the number of mistakes the game has already made, idk if they’re ever going to address it!

#the gith artifact teleports but uhh dw about it. it just likes you :) the quest log records things that never happened:)#not to keep being cinemasins but literally all i can focus on are the holes #how is volo still alive. why is jahiera a harper again #he was in the original games ~120 years ago and he’s human right #i mean. so was elminster who i think is also human but. wizard privilege. i can accept that he’s immortal #volo. researching one of his little stories. stumbles onto the secret of immortality #his page on the bg3 wiki doesn’t even address it lmao #tbh that doesn’t bother me as much. you can handwave that one. but #i JUST met jahiera and she just gave a flippant ‘oh the stories they told aren’t all true’#which is probably the closest i’m gonna get to an answer lol. but time will tell #it’s just very weird if their canon is Heroic Bhaalspawn Route bc imo. following that track for her personal quest means she leaves #if you’re a dick she’ll leave your party and rejoin the harpers but otherwise #they’re meant to be unreasonable bc the harpers that catch up with you don’t care about what you’ve done. just that you’re bhaalspawn #so if you’re playing a good guy. she will side with you??#and leave the harpers???#got me thinking that maybe i never finished that quest and there’s a secret ending where everyone is cool actually :)#tbh that kind of. sucks lol. just putting characters in for the cameo rather than. where it makes sense #i’ve heard they explain how minsc is still alive and i can’t WAIT to see that one #mine #baldur's gate

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rucow · 5 months

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ok but what if nerevar had gotten adopted into house dagoth instead of indoril and what if he fit right in and what if he was dagoth nerevar instead

#this is My canon tbh....eventually #in my mind palace nerevar ditches his position as king and holes up with the dagoth fam at kogoruhn #he never wanted to be king. only hortator #he didnt want to be a politician but a warrior and a leader and a *saviour*#i think he actually rly sucked at politics when he first went to mournhold to ask for the queen's support #so he was easy to win over as a pawn. u know what i mean???#he probably signed some contracts he couldnt even read #he was provably promised exactly what he wanted to hear but instead he got. a lot more on his plate than he asked for #fast forward many years later when he's much more influential and experienced #and he finally has enough of being what other ppl want him to be: a king . a saint. a husband #hes had enough of being idle when he should've taken action instead #and u know who's always by his side ...? who sees him for who he is? a mortal mer like the rest of them? voryn. its voryn.#and the dagoths in general #they never saw him as their king but as their equal: a mortal mer capable of making mistakes #he has their respect and their support but also their criticism and council #in the end they're his truest allies #and also the closest thing to a family he's ever had #he gets on well with all the dagoth siblings. not just voryn #if anything.. voryn gives him the harshest treatment actually #bc voryn wants nerevar to be the best version of himself he possibly can be #even moreso than azura!#ofc voryn loves him. but most importantly voryn sees both the good and the bad in nerevar #and they dont shy away from being blunt with him #which is something nerevar appreciates. the dagoths' practical honesty and bluntness is a breath of fresh air for him #compared to everything he had in mournhold #i hope u get what i mean bc goodness knows im bad with words #txt

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shotmrmiller · 1 month

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ik i've heard of penpals with cod but like getting simon as your dedicated pal for say, college or something would be terrible.

at first he's reluctant. why would he talk to some civvie that hasn't a clue about what goes on in the world he lives in? probably thinks him a recruiter or something, not a man who has removed the skin off of another just for a name of an enemy.

john tells him to suck it up, it's not like it can kill him.

simon gets the letter and it's... entertaining. you write, almost illegibly, that you really don't want to do this, that if it wasn't such a hefty percent of your grade you wouldn't even have bothered.

nothing but a poor man fighting a rich man's war. like some puppet, manipulated by a more powerful force-- not a single decision nor thought your own.

interesting. he hasn't been talked down to like this since his days as a private. granted, if you knew what he looked like you would've probably swallowed your own tongue but that's neither here nor there.

he chuckles under his breath, and picks up the envelope.

the stamp has a waterfall on it and it says harrison wright falls.

american.

he writes that you're right. he's nothing but a muppet with a hand up his arse. but what's got you so upset over the military? not like you suffer the consequences sitting pretty in your cozy home. the hardest battle you've ever fought is a school project.

the letter you send back has him rumbling with laughter. you're furious. he can see one too many holes from where the pen tore through the paper in your rage, and some words you crossed out with a singular line.

listen, asshole, you falling for the UK military propaganda is not my fault. no one made you sign up, idiot.

you continue on about him being a murderer which he gives a small hum to because you've no idea how right you are. simon vaguely wonders if you'd still write him if you knew just how many necks he's snapped with his bare hands.

you're quite abrasive, a little spitfire that holds nothing back, and it makes him achingly curious to know just who you are.

he pulls up your info on his personal laptop, and can feel his cock stirring just from your driver's license photo alone.

cute. very cute. you look soft, kind. a gentle ㅤsmile graces your lips. he almost doubts that the person on his screen is you, but the signature on your license and the letters you've sent is the exact same.

so very interesting. steel concealed beneath velvet.

he taps his fingers on the surface of his desk as he gazes at your charming, lovely countenance. pretty as a peach.

his chair creaks under him as he reaches for a pen.

simon's kept all your letters, the paper worn and almost in tatters from the amount of times he's read them-- ink smudged from him running his bare fingertips over each hateful word.

he can't wait for next leave; simon's heard that ricketts glen state park is beautiful during the fall.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #cod mw2 #cod mwii #simon riley x reader

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konigsblog · 5 months

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könig is a rough dom, argue with the wall 💯🎀

i know a lot of people headcannon könig to be a soft dom, or submissive due to his size. some people think he'd rather you be in control rather than himself because he might lose himself and become all rough and aggressive... but, i think he's purposely rough. i think he's into pain play.

he loves to twist and tug on your nipples. nipple clamps and pulling on them. it gets him so, so hard at the sight of your shocked and pained facial expressions, with tears rolling down your tearstained cheeks.

“you are such a filthy thing, mäuschen...” his hand collides with your cheek, the other pulling your hips and rocking them to the rhythm of his thrusts.

“you cry so much, yet take it all so well. you enjoy getting slapped, hit? ja--of course you do, taube...”

könig is fast and harsh with his thrusts; balls smacking against your cunt when he's fucking your tight asshole, with your mouth taped and moans stifled and muffled.

he's most definitely into bondage, probably latex too. of course, he's in the military, he knows how to tie you up so that you're not wriggling another the place constantly. just so he can fuck into your glossy folds ‘til they're puffy and swollen and bloody from his fast and hard thrusts.

könig would probably be into fear play as well. he'd love to roleplay interrogation, to put the muzzle of a handgun against your temple and fuck into your hole while demanding answers. the gun isn't loaded, obviously. he wouldn't dare risk his lover's life just for some sex... he just likes to threaten you, to see the fear as you're forced to ride him and work your hips down onto his fat dick while he leans back and watches as you do all the work.

or even putting the gun on the back of your head as you suck him off obediently and shakily.

knife kink? he has it. eating you out and placing the sharp blade against your thigh, slowly dragging it up, enough to threaten you and keep you still.

stop wiggling, mausi... otherwise you'll have a cut along your thigh from being disobedient.

he loves humilation and degrading. he has you sad and whiney, sobbing for him to be gentle, which gives könig to opportunity to fuck into your hole, soothing and easing the pain and throb between your soft thighs, while wiping away the tears that ruin your pretty cheeks. :3

#orla speaks #könig fanfiction #cod könig #könig call of duty #könig x reader #könig cod #könig mw2 #könig #konig call of duty #konig mw2 #konig cod #konig x reader #konig #cod konig

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rafeysdoll · 13 days

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VIRGINITY LOSS.. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

warnings: unprotected p in v sex, daddy kink, established relationship, sort of dumbification? reader states she feels hazy, creampie.

“don’t be shy,” he whispers softly, smirk evident on his lips as he looks down at you, kneeling on your bed in front of you. “you trust me, right?” rafe asks, slick sticking to your lacy panties as he continues pressing his bulge where your clothed clit is, dry humping himself against your covered folds.

“i..im nervous,” you mewl, not used to being touched this way or even seen this way by another person, almost fully naked underneath him. no barrier of fabric covering your swollen tits. “what if i do bad? what if you don’t like it?” you whisper, small tears collecting in your doe eyes at the thought.

he tsks, cupping your cheek and smoothing his thumb over it. “i’ll love it. it’s from my girl.” he coos, length twitching against your sex. it was an understatement to say he was ‘excited’ — all that was separating him from finally breaking your virgin hole was the thin layer hiding it.

he moves his hand back down to your waiting heat, tugging at the hemline of your underwear, tugging them lightly. “gonna stretch you out so it can fit, ‘kay?” he promises, waiting for your nod.

when you do, he pulls the fabric down and groans quietly, the sight of your puffy folds glistening in your own wetness being too much for him. “so pretty,” he whispers before spreading your thighs apart carefully, leaning down to press a small kiss on your nub before licking a broad stripe to collect your arousal, humming to himself as you whimper.

“sensitive girl,” he smiles, middle finger nudging at your entrance before it’s completely in.

you spend about five minutes that way — rafe now scissoring you open with three fingers, not quite letting you cum yet. your smeared gloss lips parted open as you cry, nails digging deeply into rafe’s bicep.

you probably would’ve been sulky thinking about how he got so skilled at pleasuring a girl — but that would mean your brain could form a proper thought and that right now seemed impossible. “can.. can take it, now. please.. give it to me!” you mewl, those potential tears from earlier now dried at the sides of your face.

“you.. you ready? wanna keep going?” he asks teasingly, very slowly and gently pulling back his fingers from your slippery cunt. “mhm!” you eagerly agree, desperation taking over your brain when you glance at how he sucks off your slick from his ring clad fingers.

when you truly see his cock past an outline in his boxers you whimper, confidence dimming down enough for you to snap back out of your hazy state — ‘how the hell was that supposed to fit all the way?’

it stood tall, right below his belly button. small blonde stubble around it. “gotta relaxxx,” he reassures almost condescendingly when he notices your wide eyes, lowering his length just enough to drag it back and forth between your puffy folds. “promise you’ll tell me if i need to stop, a’ight?” he mumbles, tip practically kissing your entrance from how close it was. “promise,” you mewl eagerly.

“you sure you’re ready, pretty baby? gonna give it you right now.” you take a deep breath, trying to relax as you slowly realize these were about to be your last seconds as a virgin. last seconds before he splits you open on his cock.

you close your eyes tightly, humming quietly as you hope for the best before looking back at him. “‘m ready for you.”

he envelopes your lips into a wet kiss, slowly pushing himself inside you inch by inch at your confirmation, gushy walls welcoming him.

you gasp into his mouth as he groans, your warmness suffocating him perfectly. the new stretch stings you, creating this bittersweet sensation of the mixture of your own pain and pleasure. pornographic whines falling out of your mouth when he’s more than halfway through, rafe lifting your hips off the bed to reach you deeper.

it was euphoric, this new feeling. you never realized how empty you’ve felt your whole life until this very moment, as he bottoms out inside you. it was beautiful, you thought. you wish he could stay like this for the rest of your days. “gonna keep you forever, dollface.” he grunts, pushing your hips back down on the bed to lift your legs up, putting your calves on his shoulder.

“hm? you listening to daddy baby?” the new nickname leaving his gritted teeth makes your brain mush up once more. “i-im listening.” you stutter, feeling like your body was almost on fire. “want this forever,” you confess.

his strokes start off slow, letting you adjust to the new feeling of having a dick inside you. thick cock stretching your tight walls slowly until he can start slamming into your hole, messy bed squeaking as he ruts in you. the sound of his hips meeting yours echo the room and you’re almost embarrassed by the squeals you let out.

he fucks you so hard you think you might pass out.. or even plan a wedding tomorrow. you were so glad nobody was home because there was no way you could ever be quiet, legs trembling around his waist.

you could barely take what he was giving you, and he loved it. “so pretty like this baby, real good.” he moans, turning his head and pressing small kisses at your leg. “tell daddy how much you like it, yeah?”

you squeal, chest heaving as you try to talk. “l-love it! it’s perfect daddy,” you say, feeling the same coil in your stomach from when he was fingering you approaching, clenching hard around him.

“fuck fuck,” rafe grunts, picking up his speed. “go on, give it to me baby,” he continues.

you twitch and squirm as you drench his cock, milky liquid soaking it as you finish around him, in cloud nine. “ohh, daddy,” you mewl, sweat on your forehead making you shimmer lightly.

he finishes shortly after you, ropes of cum painting your sore walls as he falls down besides you, attempting to catch his breath.

you let out a breathy giggle as you kiss his blushing cheek.

“did.. did you like it?” you whisper softly, nervous smile tugged on your lips as he chuckles, kissing your hair softly as he covers you both with your pink comforter. “was the best sex in my life, doll.”

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yanderenightmare · 4 months

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Gojo Satoru x darling

TW: NSFW, noncon, fantasy au

gn reader

Thinking about hunter Gojo and the pretty little nymph that gets themselves snared in one of his traps.

You can’t get your poor leg loose, having twisted your ankle in your fall to the ground – something’s wrong with your wing too, you can feel it – the thin network’s been folded, almost broken – so even if you did manage getting loose, you wouldn’t be able to fly away.

Branches snap around you along the crunch of old leaves – and your heart’s beating out of your chest in fear of it – knowing something large and dangerous is not far behind, that whoever set the trap is not something that wishes you well.

“You’re not a rabbit.” The man says, having crept in close before you’d even heard him approach – crouching in front of you with a hunter's grace. Hawk-eyes ice-blue and piercing, hair as white as pure snow.

He’s got three daggers sleaved in his belt – a fillet knife, a gutting knife, and a larger one you imagine is meant to slice throats. He doesn’t carry a sword like most men but has a bow and sack of arrows slung on his back. Otherwise, dressed lightly – brown leather boots, brown slacks, and a blue cotton shirt. You could have mistaken him for a woodland elf if it weren’t for the thick stench of man.

“Eating creatures from the holy forest is forbidden.” You snip, despite your wide eyes and the wobble of fear evident on your lip.

He only smiles at the quip, a grin like a predator humored by prey. “You wouldn’t tell a wolf not to hunt.”

He stalks you, leaning in closer, and you try shuffling away – but the movement only makes you wince.

“I’m just another hungry animal…”

Rope gnaws into your fine skin while his breath puffs hot and dewy on your face.

“And tonight… seems lady luck has favored me once again.”

He gags you and ties you further up before redoing his snare for the next unlucky creature – then carries you over his shoulder until he’s dropping you down on a bed of furs.

Your skin flushes with goosebumps at the thought of being skinned the same way – mouthing a little prayer around the cloth he’s split your teeth and lips with. He’s cut trees down as well; you hear their pitiful screams when he lights a fire with their bodies. You mourn them, too.

At his full height, the man must be two heads taller than any male nymph you’ve ever seen and at least three heads taller than you. You hope you’re enough to satisfy him tonight, to spare the forest of further bloodshed.

You shiver and sniffle when he starts prepping you – removing your clothes and groping your tender, fleshy places with a strength you’re not used to – hands large and crass – kneading you like dough – probably to assess the quality of your meat. He has a smile on his face while at it.

Humans make you sick – to think he’s planning on roasting then eating you despite the soul fueling your spirit and the beating heart in your chest. But you’ve long known that all death but their own matters little to them – they don’t feel the same way nymphs do – they don’t regard life with the same respect they’ve donned themselves. It must be a sad and lonely existence, you think. It even makes you feel a little sorry for him.

You yelp when his gritty fingers brush the area between your legs – shimmying when he lowers his mouth down to the same place. Oh God – does he plan on eating you raw? While your body’s still hot and pumping blood?

But the bite never comes – not yet eating but tasting it would seem – licking and slurping and sucking on you.

He takes his shirt off. Probably to avoid spilling on it, you think.

You don’t really understand what’s going on until he’s got his fat manhood pointed toward your kernel-sized hole. Eyes wide as he splits you apart slowly and unabashedly – as though it isn't as deviant as a dog mating a cat – sinking in inch after meaty inch.

You whimper at the stretch – wincing when the plush mushroom-shaped head grinds against that special place inside you.

It doesn’t fit more than halfway, but that doesn’t seem to bother him – rolling his head back with a rusty groan, even with just the tip gaining purchase within you – pounding into you like a beast in his rut.

“What's the matter, pretty nymph? Did you think I was gonna eat you?” He laughs, bearing over you – his hands steadying your hips to meet his sharp thrust – each hit deeper than the last. “I’m the only hunter in this forest; I can eat what I want when I want – but eating you?” He scoffed and snickered. “That would just be a waste.”

The blood on his breath makes you wrinkle your nose – squeezing your eyes shut as his tongue sweeps up the tear streaks on your cheek.

“My stomach’s already full. Time to empty my balls.”

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princessbrunette · 6 months

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kinktober : oct 22nd

simon riley x pillow humping

simon riley was never a man of many words — until pleasure was involved of course, but even then he’d always start off quiet, and the more depraved things became, the more he’d run his mouth.

it had been a lazy and dreamlike morning, the two of you laying in your bed half asleep for way longer than you should have. you were drained, and sore after the night he’d brought upon you — fucking you within an inch of your life, and yet you still wanted more. his large figure took up the bed beside you, laying on his front with his strong arms clutching the delicate pink pillow from your bed beneath his head. you suck on your bottom lip sleepily, swooning at how he could lay there sleeping so casually and tranquil as if he hadn’t held your thighs up by your head and made you squelch around his thickness for hours the night before. a grown man like him, it was no big deal. the thought of him being so nonchalant towards destroying your cunt had you aching, wetness yet again pooling between your legs.

had it always been this easy? were you ovulating or something?

you stare at him in sort of a guilty and doe eyed way as you slide your hand down to the cotton panties he’d slipped on your half awake form for some decency after he’d finished with you, feeling your juices start to warm your folds. you feel around, wincing at how sensitive your clit still was and almost whimpering in pain when you go to explore your sore hole, needing to give it a break.

you huff in a spoiled kind of way at the ceiling, in disbelief at yourself. he’d really dicked you down within an inch of your life, and you’d still craved more merely the morning after? you were sure he’d tsk and ask you the same. or would he? was he the type to continue berating and degrading you with nasty language even in the unforgiving, bright light of morning? or would he go back to his usual simon ways, playing his cards close to his chest?

you look at him again, soundly sleeping. you can’t wake him up, no — he’s probably totally spent, being older than you and such it might not be as easy to just spring his cock back up at the drop of a hat. plus, simon never slept. you knew he needed this. you bite back a cocky and impish grin at the fact your pussy had clearly knocked him the fuck out. your eyes run over his strong arms, and again the pillow beneath it before you’re struck with an idea.

you slowly sit up a little, keeping your eyes on him when the bed makes the slightest sound — not wanting to wake him. you take the warm pillow that was beneath your head, and fold it — doing your best to be quiet in your attempts to straddle it. you think of facing him, so that you can look at him, but you’re too ashamed — face feeling hot as you start to grind your cotton covered cunt over the pillow.

you wince, the sensitivity and wetness easing you along more than you might have expected. you roll your hips, trying to find the right angle and lower yourself onto your belly, cheek buried into the mattress, your feet resting where your pillow once was as you stuff your hands beneath the pillow, working your hips in little circles.

you find the spot, the material folding and rippling in a way against your panties that made the friction drive you wild, and you let out a sleepy but needy whimper. what was once you worried about waking simon and feeling humiliated, was now a lack of care all together, growing louder when you heard your wetness inside your panties, folds audibly parting at your grinding movement.

you oddly didn’t care when you hear simon stir and assumably stretch behind you, only letting out a shy and embarrassed whine when he kindly lays a hand on the back of your thigh, stroking the meat there soothingly.

“mornin’, sweetheart.” his voice is raspier than usual from sleep, and you continue your movements, not wanting to turn your hot cheek around to see him. his rough palm slides up to your ass, giving it a tentative squeeze before his long fingers creep to your underwear, casually but purposefully pulling the crotch of the panties to the side to watch your pussy open and close at your movements, glistening and puffy in the morning light. “fuckin’ell.” he huffs, very quietly.

it’s then you turn your cheek to look back at him shamefully, lips pouted and swollen from all the kissing hours before. he’s got one hand resting behind his head, the other on you. you clench at how good he looks and you’re sure he see’s.

“needy girl, eh? just can’t get enough.” he tsks as imagined, and the tip of his middle finger prods at your entrance. you flinch, with a pained whine and clench all of your lower body, shuddering. “no?” he soothes, stroking your thigh again.

“s’too sore, but just… needed something. feel so needy, dunno what’s wrong with me.” you sound pitiful and he exhales slowly, strong chest collapsing deep before he sits up, eyeing your movements.

“s’alright.” he rasps, gently sliding his two large hands beneath your hips to clutch them, guiding your movements effortlessly now, aiding your grinding motion so that you could do less work. you moan, a loud one — like you were relieved and he nods slowly despite you facing away. “i know.”

he stretches your panties to the side even more until it’s pulled over your ass cheek and stays parted without his help. he then suddenly but gently presses your back down into the bed so that you can no longer move, the pillow beneath you causing you to lay frozen in an arch, presenting to him. “what if i’m gentle.” he’s quiet, and uncharacteristically soft as his pointer and middle finger find your clit from your arched position, rubbing the softest circles he’s capable of. you shudder, letting out a cry but you nod regardless, knowing it was something you needed.

“words, lovie.” he reminds you kindly.

“yes please.” you whisper, spreading your thighs a little more to help him.

“good girl. as much as i’d love to see you cum on your pillow… s’gotta be from me. that’s fair, yeah?” he asks, clear in his tone that he’s genuinely expecting a reply, some reassurance that he’s not being cruel and invasive like he might have been earlier.

you’ve never heard simon use such a kind tone. it was something you’d hope to get used to.

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luvv4choso · 22 days

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•|THINGS JJK MEN DO DURING SEX|•

[•~featuring: Satoru, Suguru, Toji, Sukuna~•]

[•~a/n: pt2?? and not proofread ~•]

|| SATORU GOJO || •whimpering•

you were on top of satoru, your plush thighs resting next to his legs as you milked him for everything he was worth. you had been abusing his poor cock for the past hour. slamming yourself up and down up and down rhythmically. you and satoru both lost count on how many times you two have came. all that was going to though satoru's mind right now was the right wetness coating his cock. hoarse whimpers leaving his lips, covering up your own sounds.

satorus whimpers were loud and hoarse. slightly whiney too. always echoing throughout the room. it was probably your favorite part about riding him. hearing all the sweet sounds leave his throat as you continuously crash on him. and satoru wasn't ashamed of it either. he wanted you to know how good you always made him feel.

|| SUGURU GETO || •holding your hips down•

suguru's tongue had you so dumb. it was like it was made just to eat you out. the way it lapped at your clit as he fingered your hole. the pleasure was heavenly. he would suck on your click every now and then, with a loud pop!. his tongue just rubbed on your clit in all the right places as his fingers curved, hitting your g-spot perfectly. making you feel waves of pleasure soon building up as you felt your own release approaching.

you felt your hips squirm and shake, as you felt pleasure building up. suguru looks up at you through your legs. he then brings his rough yet comforting hands on. your hips and hold them in place. holding you back from squirming around. still lapping at your pretty cunt. you feel the waves of pleasure cover your body , stars soon taking over your vision. it made your thighs shake and tremble, suguru only responded with restricting your hips even more. the rough grip he had on you was sure to leave a mark.

|| TOJI FUSHIGURO || •hair pulling•

toji had you on all fours, hands gripping on the sheets for dear life as he pounded into you with full force. your cries only fueled him ever more, occasionally slapping your plump ass to encourage you to be louder. yet you would get so cock drunk. completely ignoring all his requests no actually commands. his only thought was to pull your hair, and make you listen.

he yanks on your hair harshly, your head turning back to look the the black haired man in his cold eyes. oh he was so harsh with you. the ball of hair he had in his fist was definitely bound to leave intense knots. he would pull you up against his chest just by grabbing your hair, the stings of pain only making your cunt wetter. whispering dirty lewd commands in your ears. he loved watching how lost you would get, as he railed you savagely.

|| RYOMEN SUKUNA || •holding your hand•

sukuna had you pinned on the bed, your back getting shoved in the mattress as he folded your legs to your chest. his cocks ramming in and out of your pussy, so aggressively. although the pleasure was great, it was overwhelming. feeling both of his cocks ram into you so quickly. your hands began to start inching closer to his waist, attempting to get sukuna to slow down.

sukuna simply chuckles coldy and grabs both of your wrists and pins them above your head in one swift motion. his large hand being able to hold both of yours. this always made sukuna even more tempted to fuck you so dumb and helpless. seeing how pathetic you were, not even being able to escape his grasp, the size difference between you two, it all just made him hornier by the second.

divider creds: @rookthornesartistry

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d3vilcvntz · 2 months

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