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inkedells · 1 year
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dub/non-con joel x f!reader drabble? sorry if this is too much i just need some toxic asf joel rn 😵‍💫
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A/N: HUGEEE CW!! intense non-con featuring joel. he says and does a lot of alarming things here. there's blood and guns and toxicity in general. last warning, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT!!!!
mdni!!! fr guys. | requests open but replies not guaranteed.
You moaned.
And you shouldn’t have, because you didn’t want this. Or at least you thought you didn’t; You did scream when Joel removed his gun from the confines of his belt, proceeding to hold the gun to your temple as his other hand yanked your jeans down to your knees and began playing with your pussy. “Better start enjoying yourself darlin’, because I’m takin’ my sweet, sweet time.”
And you did attempt to bite his hand when it found its way to your jaw, prying it open with his fingers and gripping it like a handle. “Go ahead,” he laughed, “Try telling me to stop now.” 
And yes, you stomped on his foot the minute he decided you just made way too much fuckin’ noise and shoved you downwards until your knees buckled, hands twisting in your hair as he pushed your face against his confined dick, using your face the same way a teenage boy would fuck his mattress. “Look a’you. Reduced to my fuck toy.”
His consequent smirk made your blood boil.
But, now, with his gun in your mouth as he fucked you deep and hard and fast, you felt wetness rolling down your inner thigh, and you worried it was your arousal. He’ll know I'm enjoying myself.
You didn’t know it was your blood dripping from your pussy, an effect of his brutal pace and unrelenting desire to feel himself bulge in your belly, until Joel swiped a finger through the blood to show you before bringing it to his own mouth.
“See, baby? I’m a gentleman, I clean up the messes I leave behind.” 
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dez-ku · 3 months
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Porty 🕺🎉
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🚨CW: Suggestive🚨
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naffeclipse · 5 months
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bloodfreak-boyking · 3 months
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Sam being unbearably pretty in 1x11 Scarecrow
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scenezfreak · 10 months
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jeff chasing f!reader through the woods after she narrowly managed to get out of the cabin he had been keeping her trapped in. fucking her against a tree once he’s got his hands on her, reminding her how she’ll never truly escape him ♡
@endious YES 🙏 I fr had so much fun writing this, and I think I suited it best to your tastes (hopefully 🙇‍♀️)
P.S for other people: If you don’t like this then js move on, I warned you anyways 💀
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Jeff the killer chasing f!reader
Warnings: non-con, blood, knifeplay, choking, mean Jeff, degrading, rough sex, orgasm denial (for reader)
PLEASE for the love of god read the warnings first
MINORS DNI, NOT PROOF READ.
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You were running through the woods, running in a random direction, doing anything you could do to get away from that man. You couldn’t stand being there with him anymore and finally managed to escape…just barely. You heard his running behind you stop. You ran further until ducking behind a tree thinking he stopped and gave up. You stood there catching your breath.
You had cuts and bruises all over you from the forest, tripping and landing in thorns. Your heart sank as you heard footsteps behind you, deciding to not wait any longer you bolted. You could barely see, it was the dead of night and the only light was from the moon. Your foot hit a rock, tripping and falling into a bush of thorns. You yelped in pain from the thorns digging into your skin, only making it worse by thrashing around when you felt hands grab you by your hair and yanking you up.
“Seems our little chase is over~” his raspy voice sent shivers down your spine. He threw you back first into a tree, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head. The moonlight lighting up half of his face. His lidless eyes staring creepily at you, his cut smile with dried blood around it seemingly getting wider. It was a horrendous sight, anyone would be scared of him.
Tears were already running down your face, you were kicking and screaming. He quickly shut you up by moving one of his hands to your face. His nails dug into your cheeks, making you whimper in pain. “Aren’t I the only one who���s supposed to make you bloody and bruised?” He asked. You nodded, scared. He sighed loudly. “Most importantly” he leaned close to your ear, “you disobeyed me.” He said lowly, his hot breath made you shiver. You started crying and trying to get away from him.
“Keep misbehaving and I’ll make this worse for you.” He threatened. You stopped, still crying and shaking. You let out a sob when he used the hand from your face to grab his knife and stab it into the tree next to you. “Strip for me.” Complying you shakily took your clothes off, they hit the leaf covered ground and you looked back up at Jeff. His eyes pierced yours, examining your face. Oh how he loved when you cried for him, knowing it was HIM who made you cry and feel weak.
He shoved you back against the tree and held you by your throat as he unbuckled his blood covered black jeans and lowered them just enough to free his cock. He was excited from the chase and was already leaking precum. You hadn’t stopped crying, you really didn’t want him to do all this to you but you complied anyways as to not get beat by him. If you did anything he didn’t lie he would hit you and cut you up. He forcefully turned you around and bent you over, you held onto the tree as to not fall over.
Giving himself a few pumps he lined up with your hole, “filthy whore, going to have to put you in your place.” He thrusted in all the way, you weren’t wet enough for him and he stretched you out so painfully, your fingertips digging into the tree at the the pain. You started crying again. “P-please no….stop” you weakly looked back. His hand came up and shoved your head into the tree, the bark of the tree scraping and digging into your cheek. “Don’t look at me, whore.” He spat. You didn’t respond, letting out a pained moan as he began thrusting into you.
His pace was brutal, the clapping sound from his hips hitting your ass echoed through the forest. “So damn tight.” He hissed, fucking into you rougher. The side of your face scraping against the tree, you knew that was going to leave a bruise. “You know you’ll never get away from me, doll.” He said between thrusts, “I’m all you have.” He was right, your life before this wasn’t any better. A harsh slap echoed when he smacked your ass. “Tell me I’m all you have, slut.” He demanded. You whimpered. He slapped you again, this time rougher. “Y-you’re all I have- Jeff” it came out in a sob. “Good little cockslut.” He praised.
Your whole body ached in pain. You felt him twitch inside of you, looking over and getting a small peep of him. He was thrusting into you violently, his lidless eyes staring at where you were connected, drool starting to spill out from his cut smile. “You’re bleeding down here, doll~” he teased, “it’s turning me on more.” With how fast he was going and without preparation you were bleeding down there. He let out a manic laugh. “I’m gonna cum in ya’.” He stated. Your eyes widened. “N-NO PLEASE-“ your scream was cut off as he ripped you away from the tree by your hair, pulling your back towards his chest. He ripped the knife out from the tree and put it against your throat.
“Shut the fuck up or I’ll fucking kill ya” he threatened. You closed your mouth and sobbed silently as he continued thrusting into you. His cock twitched violently as his hips stuttered and came to a stop. He pushed all the way in and came inside of you. You felt ropes of his hot cum shoot inside of you. He groaned and tensed up, his knife accidentally cutting into your throat the smallest bit. He pulled out and let you go, you fell to the ground with a thud. He zipped his pants up and buckled his belt. You held your throat, the cut wasn’t too deep, just enough for blood to bead out. You passed out from exhaustion, catching his attention.
“Ah shit.” He said to himself, he didn’t want to carry you all the way back but he’d have to anyways, he knew you were weak. He quickly put your clothes on you, not caring to clean you up and carried you back to the cabin. Maybe he would just handcuff you to something so you couldn’t escape.
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alexstarway-blog · 5 months
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У меня возникла идея, которую мне очень хотелось визуализировать. Но у меня лапки, поэтому визуализировала как могла, сорян.
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no-see-um-incorrect · 6 months
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I’m not gonna tell you what wip of mine this is from (you don’t get to know) but I’m sharing it
He walked alongside her as their faces lit up in the fairy lights, 
“thank you for helping me with those two tonight  usually Sam can heal himself and then some…but then again, Sam usually isn’t the one getting in trouble……..I am very grateful for you”
He bent down slightly and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Her steps were halted.  and she slowly turns her head.
“….YOU MISSED”
The man looked at her with an expression that can only be described as concerned confusion 
“pardon me?”
“GOD a woman can only drop SO MANY HINTS before she realizes that the guys just clueless or holding BACK!”
“I am sorry. I do not know what you me-“ 
“William Just shut up and kiss me”
She quickly pulls him by his collar connecting their lips. After a moment of surprise, his eyes flutter closed as he gives into the feeling.  his hands slowly wandering down her body resting firmly on her hips and pulling her closer 
*From a far*
Milo: HA! Told you my mom could hit it 
Sweetheart: pay up  Prince
Vincent: lovely. can you pay the two I think I’m gonna be sick 
Lovely: all right, you win this one
Sam: damn, she really went for it didn’t she..
Darlin: I wouldn’t expect anything less. GET IT MAMA MARIE!!!
TAG: @frog-0n-a-l0g @themeridian @everything-redacted-and-others @evansotherthoughts @astranephele @antipasto-the-theif @foggytimemachineinternet
If I missed anyone, please tell me 
I hope y’all enjoyed 
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Real quick early morning thought, don't imagine laying in bed with Danny and that it's so early but you can't help but feel his arms encircled around your waist as he half asleep presses his hardened cock against your ass. Don't think about how you'd arch your back and press your ass up against him and how you both wouldn't even open your eyes in the dimness of your bedroom as he easily slides inside of you. Don't even begin to think of how the both of you lazily sigh and groan as the sleepy desperation of needing to be fucked and touched by the other sets in. Hands groping and pawing at your lover as you feel yourself begin to reach your peak. Please don't think about how Danny would gently bite down on your shoulder as he holds you close and cums deep inside of you, whimpering at the sensation of his over sensitive cock resting inside your tight, warm pussy that can't help but send shock waves through the both of you. I'm begging you not to think about how tightly he would hold you, never pulling out of you, but growing soft inside of you as you both fade away back into sleep, closer and more secure than before.
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alsi-alice · 9 months
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hee hee origin!Technoblade!! BunnyBlade!!!
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I was trying to draw a simple lazy sketch with no sense and now I have this and one mental breakdown.
I still can't decide which version is better so part two ↓↓↓
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I WANT THIS AS FUCKING... Paper card??... SO BADLY, BRUUH :((
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cult-of-the-eye · 2 months
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Flesh avatar!Martin fic
TW: severe body image issues, self hatred, negative self talk, body dysmorphia, body horror (ish), unhealthy one sided relationships
Jon wasn’t eating.
The level of Martin’s romantic obsession had never crossed the line of tracking someone’s eating habits, but it didn’t take a genius to see that whatever he was eating, it wasn’t enough. His own apple and snack bar combination had lasted him throughout secondary school, a certainty that he sincerely hoped wouldn’t change any time soon. But Jon needed it more than him.
Behind his desk, he felt small. He didn’t have to be aware of the flesh that hung off his limbs in jiggling masses, so he opted for something better. Something smaller. Jon was substantially smaller than him - a fact that he found overwhelming at first. He switched between the constant burning of awe of a lithe and sharp frame and the need to put his excess to use.
The line of sight from his desk to Jon’s office was cruelly clear. A hulking great wooden door between them, one that was the stumbling subject of many of his own poems. A foggy allegory of distance. It was a momentous occasion of sunshine when that door peeled open. Each time, Martin drank his fill of Jonathan Sims, but recently, it had left his mouth uncomfortably dry.
Today was one of those occasions. A forest green sweater vest hung off what only just passed off as a body. Lines cut beneath his deep brown eyes, distracting rather than highlighting. Cheekbones that once lifted a haughty expression only shadowed a much heavier one. Maybe this was just the rose tint that surrounded Jon, romanticising a time of crisis where Martin could justify stepping in. Or maybe Jon was actually not doing well. His body followed this line of thinking, footsteps treading heavily after Jon’s rabbit-footed paces, into the kitchen.
“Hi, Jon.”
Fat kids could only ever want to be one of three things when they grew up. Either utilise their size as a sign of comedy, strength or as softness. Anything else was unforgivable. Martin chose softness. He let that seep into his words, melting his body into the patches in the floor, so he would not trip.
“Martin.”
He lapped up the slight incline of his neck, a nod that contained a dizzying array of possibilities. Jon was clutching at a chipped mug as if it were his only anchor to the mortal world. Martin was inclined to believe that.
“I was wondering…”
The cupboard doors bristled against the hinges in the silence that followed. Jon did not expect further conversation. Neither did Martin.
“Yes?”
“I brought too much food.”
“Right.”
Now, Martin. Prove your value as a pile of meat.
“Would you like some?”
An apple. A peace offering. An organic bridge of sorts, nutrients shared from a body that doesn’t need it to a body that does. Almost parasitic. And Jon looked at it as such. With the disgust of someone offering to attach to him, to leach off of his energy and time.
“It’s just a fruit. It won’t kill you.”
Jon’s eyes sunk further into the past. Into whatever warren he had been dragged into, taking from him his edges and sanding down into the bare necessities. Martin only had one card left to play.
“I…please just take it, Jon?”
Sincerity.
Emotions are rarely seen in the fat kid. Emotions are frowned upon. They increase your size, your ability to be noticed, so reassuring or stoic or half-laughing are your only choices. This is a wildcard. Not even Jonathan Sims could predict his response. Unpredictable was something Martin could get used to being.
“...Sure, Martin.”
Jon gave Martin a wide berth while crossing the kitchen. As if he had grown suddenly and was unsure of his new dimensions. Martin felt no contortion of his size, standing, watching Jon walk away, biting the apple in his hand. There was no door to the kitchen, of any material, let alone wood. Nothing especially poetic about eating an apple in an office. Just a faint sense of hunger and a new willingness to do something about it.
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azzies-masterpiece · 3 months
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I’m just saying in advance for when Sam meets his tragic and traumatic demise that the canary was a warning, and for me who will be actively sobbing, the canary was a warning
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frnkiebby · 4 months
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can you fucking N O T~🎃
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soapywankenopy · 3 months
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Percy, after taking down a whole squadron of soldiers and pinning Hades to the ground with only a sword and looking down to find that he is not wounded at all: "Huh I guess the river thing worked"
Nico: o.O
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demonikeye · 10 months
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My theory about the [REDACTED] scene
If you don't want to get spoiled, don't read
So, as we saw in the pic Crowley grabbed Aziraphale by the collar of the suit which could mean that crowley pulled him closer to him to kiss him
I think all of this was triggered by something previous to the scene, maybe related to the state of their relationship of it or related to it in some way
Aziraphale would be going through it, i mean a full existential crisis, rambling about them and his feelings, his thoughts, etc. Crowley in a attempt to calm him down and make him stop straight up kissed him, not just to shut him up, but also to leave it as clear as possible for both of them
i don't have much idea of what could happen after it, i just know it'll be very wholesome and lovey-dovey. also, i had this very detailed and perfect yesterday, i somehow forgot my english, how to write a text, and the headcanon, so this is all i have
sorry
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maximumkillshot · 5 months
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Part 6 is Dropping TONIGHT
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IT IS POSTED CLICK HERE
Hello Everyone!,
So, as promised, Part 6 of I Can't Lose You is dropping tonight (11/24/2023) ! As I've said before this one is rough. I cried every time I reread and edited as well so there is that. It's honestly the most I've cried during a series so be ready for that! Part 6 was so long I had to split it up into parts 6&7. Nevertheless, part 6 is another tear jerker. Thank you all for the constant love and support for this series.
I didn't see many angst fics for SKZ so I didn't know how this series would do, but thank you to all of you for your support. Especially @antoniorhinothethird and @skzms for constant love and support as well as being my soundboard for ideas for not only this fic series, but others that are almost completely done!
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