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poisonhemloc · 5 years

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I am putting my headcanons for Wolf here cause I was planning on doing it anyway honestly. They’re all over the place so good luck

He’s trans and aroace

Not sure how old he is but tends to tell people the rough estimate. In game time he’d probably say he’s 35 but when someone asks his birthday he will 1) be very confused; thats a thing? 2) admit he has no idea and 35 is based off Owl’s guess

He also definitely does not remember what his name was before he was orphaned. Not the given name, definitely not the clan name. The silence when someone asks him isn’t shinobi stuff it’s cause he doesn’t know

Wolf thinks that how he was raised by Owl is normal for someone who isn’t from a noble family. Kuro expressing horror or Emma and Isshin doing a double take if he mentions something he thought was totally fine at the time makes him start to realize that it was not normal (”Wolf normal people don’t make their kids splint a broken bone without helping”)

Adding to that he has a couple of poorly set broken bones? Mostly from before Owl found him but one or two after. He’ll kill Genichiro again rather than admit it but the poorly set left arm break hurt more frequently than the phantom limb pain he gets there now so it’s an improvement.

Wolf’s priorities tend to run 1)Kuro 2)Kusabimaru because it is Kuro’s Sword He Was Entrusted With 3) the prosthetic, the scarf and the haori 4)the rest of his armor/weapons 5)himself. The scarf and haori both all he has left from his birth family so he can be protective.

Keeping himself clean is low on the list of things to do and generally anyway his preference is wait til night and use whatever clean body of water is nearby and doesn’t let people sneak up on him. Exception was getting the Lotus; He grabbed the flower, was about to start heading back to Kuro, then stopped and looked at his stuff. And realized his nose had shut down in protest. And went to try and get clean first (Emma and Kuro were both surprised he showed up still slightly dripping but he did not stop to shave. That was not as important)

Do not touch Wolf if he is not expecting it. It’s a good way to get kicked or stabbed.

He will really eat anything. When the basket dude in Mibu was talking about how weird the hunter was and mentions that he ate wild animal meat Wolf is just going “....okay but i do that too.” If there’s a chance it’s edible he’ll try it

Since he’s kinda always been around tall people Wolf has gotten really good at adapting. This leads to Kuro asking him to get something off a tall shelf and Wolf just sprinting up the wall grabbing it and flipping to land back on the ground. Once he has the Shinobi Prosthetic no where is out of his reach Isshin bans him from using it in the castle

Wolf is not 100% human. He has the Night Eyes and honestly it’s really hard for him to get food sickness from anything. He is aware of this and a grand total of no one else is. Kuro finds out eventually Owl does not pay attention if it’s not part of his plans and has no clue about anything

The prosthetic cannot do knots or anything that requires that kind of dexterity. Wolf has had more trouble figuring out how to tie his obi again than figuring out literally anything else with the prosthetic.

#PoisonHemloc's rambles #sekiro shadows die twice #watch this be one of like two posts to show up in the tags #What else is Wolf? i have an idea i like but its kinda a i gotta do more research to be sure its not me being cruddy essentially #this went everywhere but no proofreading we die like men #child abuse #jic ya know? better safe than sorry

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gm--requests · 3 years

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High - Daddy Dom! S.Coups

g e n r e - fluffy smut

w a r n i n g s - frequent mentions of the use of weed / being high, daddy kink, unprotected sex, size kink (if you fucking squint but better safe than sorry), thigh riding, praise, he does not finish (pause- i’m warning jic someone is specifically looking for breeding or creampie), not tons of plot!

o r i g i n a l c o n t e n t - i did write this

w o r d s - 2,004

a / n - this was totally self indulgent... i have s.coups brainrot and also, i’ve been high quite a bit recently and it makes me big h word. the praise is for my friend who reads my fanfics out loud and complains about the degrading that is always in them... this is written with a plus-size reader in mind. anyone, of course, can read it, and i highly encourage it because i worked hard on this piece. the reader does get carried to bed! i fully believe that s.coups is capable of this. n e ways the plus-size community is hella underrated and i hope that i do all my babies justice. also please do not engage in unprotected sex unless you are in a long term relationship with a trustworthy partner. that being said please enjoy sex as much as you want with the use of aforementioned protection!

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“Daddy,” you almost whimper as you climb into his lap and bury your head into his neck.

Seungcheol chuckles, “What is it baby girl?” His large hand pets your head softly.

“I,” you begin, embarrassed by what you’re going to say, “I really need you.”

“Awe,” S. Coups coos mockingly. He isn’t surprised, you get like this every time you two smoke together, “You want Daddy to make you feel good?”

You nod into his neck and he grins, gently placing a kiss to the side of your head as he taps your butt, “C’mon love, wanna see my cute needy baby straddling my thigh.”

Of course you do what he asks of you immediately, placing your big, plush thighs on either side of his large, muscular ones. His hands come to your hips as you properly seat yourself against his leg. You shyly press little kisses to his neck as he begins to guide your movement.

Everything seems slow when you’re high and you can’t help but take the seemingly extra time as a luxury, relishing in each drag of your scantily clad core across the tensed muscle of his thigh. The pleasure builds up slow and when it hits you, it’s like a ton of bricks. The noises you make come out breathy and almost anxious, as if the pleasure blindsided you, and it sort of did.

“Daddy,” you whine as you work yourself with his guided movements. The whole world still moves slow, even as he starts to speak.

“You look so pretty baby girl,” he licks at his lips as he tightens his grip on your squishiness, “does my little girl like riding Daddy’s thigh? It sure seems like it, you’re makin’ a mess all over it.”

You nod into his shoulder and he tsks slightly, “C’mon baby, use your big girl words baby and look at me when you speak, wanna see that sweet face of yours.”

Lifting your head up, your hooded eyes meeting his own, your mouth slightly ajar as moans flow freely from it, “F-feels so good Daddy, I wanna,” your voice coming out in broken pants, “wanna cum.”

“I know you do baby girl,” Seungcheol says with a lazy smile, “Gonna let ya cum on my thigh first then I’ll give you my cock okay? Can you get off on Daddy’s thigh first?”

Your answer comes in a hazy nod and higher pitched moans as the fabric of your underwear rubs perfectly against your clit. Seungcheol helps you grind a little faster, flexing and unflexing his leg muscles to help you reach your end faster.

Even though it feels like an hour of pleasure later, it’s only 6 minutes before you go a bit rigid and cream in your panties and on his thigh. S. Coups marvels, his smile grows wider as your grip on his shoulders tightens and your head falls back unabashedly. The weed in your system makes the orgasm wash through your body at a different rate and if this one feels so good you can’t even begin to imagine what it’ll feel like when he’s inside of you.

He doesn’t plan on waiting too long for you to find out. Seungcheol’s strong grip is now maneuvering you to lay on the couch. After removing your shirt, he trails his hands down the rolls of your fat body before stopping at the top of your underwear and pulling them down. You squirm under his intense gaze. Sometimes he looks at you with so much love and adoration you don’t know how to react or defuse the intensity, but it’s always unapologetic and really at the end of the day you don’t mind.

You lay pliant and ready beneath him as he awkwardly pulls off his gym shorts. His erection instantly catches your eye. You can’t help but watch it twitch freely, it’s girth always quick to make your mouth water, “Daddy’s so big,” you say softly, off handedly and he chuckles again.

“I’m gonna split you open real nice on my cock okay princess?”

You nod eagerly and he grabs your legs, resting one high on the back of the couch and pushing the other one forward. When you feel the head of him rub against your wetness you whimper and when he pushes the head of his dick into your wet, un-stretched pussy, your jaw goes slack.

Seungcheol watches as your eyes glaze over and your mouth falls open. With each inch of his fat, heavy cock your moans become more frequent and infinitely louder. That is until he bottoms out and stills himself, letting your sensitive cunny flutter around him.

“Daddy, Daddy please,” you beg softly.

“Want me to move baby?” His voice is a bit teasing as he feels you press your hips towards him and roll them a bit.

You nod and S. Coups complies happily, slowly dragging his hips back and then pressing them forward. Within the first 3 thrusts you’re gasping for breath and he loves it. Your nails scratch at his back as he fucks himself into you. The stretch is too good for you to be able to form comprehendible words of syllables. Instead you just let whatever sounds you have leave your body as Seungcheol reaches further and further into your dripping cunt with each thrust.

Opting to wrap your thighs around his waist, he pulls your hips a bit higher off the couch, making the head of the dick press snugly against your cervix with each thrust. The pleasure mixed with the fogginess of being high, had your eyes screwed shut and drool leaking from the corners of your mouth.

“Oh, I know my gorgeous little baby is feeling so good,” Seungcheol murmurs, “Looks so damn good taking me like this, drooling all over yourself, so beautiful.” All you could do is moan in pleasure and weakly lift your hips to press against his. He chuckles softly at your attempts, his body coming down to cage yours in, one hand gripping the arm of the couch, the other placed firmly beside your head. Each thrust had you crying out for him and he reveled in it.

“You sound so sweet baby, do you like how Daddy’s fucking you?” his voice seemed to encompass you, his hips never slowing.

“Mhm,” you hummed happily, your eyes rolling back a bit, “s’good Daddy,” you slur.

The hand that had been on the arm of the couch, now comes to cup your face, his thumb lovingly rubbing against the soft skin of your cheek. You pressed into his touch and he smiled with content. His large hand continued to run down your face, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip before continuing until it wrapped gently around your throat. He didn’t apply any pressure, just watched your body react.

Admittedly, his focus was on overdrive when he was high, the complete opposite of you. Somehow he seemed more alert and that made sex with you impossibly better. It allowed him to catch the way your hips jumped and your lips parted in anticipation. His pleasure seemed to spark every nerve in his being, the way you wrapped around him had him seeing stars.

When his hand finally tightened around the column of your neck, he felt the power of the control surge through him and directly to his dick. You clenched around him unintentionally, a fucked out smile slowly spreading across your lips.

“You’re just so damn cute,” he comments off handedly, “makes me wanna fuck you forever, when you look and feel like this.”

“P-please,” you huff out, whiney, his grip loosening and then returning again, “don’t stop.”

“Awe princess, I won’t,” he preens, his hips speeding up just a bit, “y’know I’m not gonna stop until you’re crying over how good you feel. Wanna make my beautiful little girl cream on me over and over again. Wanna feel your chubby little legs shakin’, baby. Maybe I’ll fuck you dumb tonight, you want that? Pretty girls don’t need to think, Daddy can take care of you, I always do, don’t I?”

He removes his hand from your throat and brings them to grab at your thighs, folding you in half, pushing your thighs to your ears. Little puffs and gasps leaving you once you’re bent into this new position, his grip becomes bruising as he fucks into you faster.

“So gorgeous,” he grunts, the sound of skin on skin echoing with thrust of his hips, “Take me so well, makes me so proud, such a good little girl.”

All you can do is huff and whine, you try to tell him how good it is, but with the fuzziness of pleasure clouding at your brain and your high still licking at the edges of your mind, the words die in your throat making every cry you do let out, louder.

As you get closer and closer to your second orgasm, you feel yourself start to tear up. The pressure that’s building up inside you feels like too much. It’s too good and it feels overwhelming. Seungcheol watches you intently, a smirk tugging at his lips as he sees your eyes start to water. Instantly he is crooning, “Look at my sweet baby,” his grip on your thighs somehow tightening, you both know his hand print will be bruised there tomorrow, “Ya feelin’ too good love? Are you close again? Daddy’s gotcha, go ahead and cry for me. You know I’ll take real good care of ya.”

He leans down to press soft kisses against your face as the tears start to fall. His thrusts are slower and almost feel more driven as his body weight pushes down on you more. You can’t help your babbling or the tears, but Seungcheol really doesn’t mind. After all you just look so cute crying over his dick.

It doesn’t take long until your orgasm washes over you. Your vision becomes dark around the edges, as S. Coups keeps fucking into you. The sounds lewd and wet as his hips meet your spasming ones. Your mouth opens in a silent scream of pleasure as your seemingly never ending orgasm just continues to wipe through your body.

Seungcheol stills his hips, unfurls your body, letting your shaking legs wrap around his waist loosely. His hands come up to cup your face, thumbs rubbing your cheeks lovingly, “Still with me princess?” His voice is soft and his hands are warm, it all makes a dopey grin paint across your face. You nod up at him, sleepiness hitting you almost instantly.

“You did real good for me, baby girl,” your grin widens a bit and now he is smiling back, a small chuckle leaving him, “Daddy’s gonna get you cleaned up and then we are gonna go to bed.”

You pout softly, words a bit slow coming out of your mouth, “But you didn’t finish.”

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head about that, you felt good and that is all that matters, Daddy’ll be able to handle himself.”

You fight hard to keep your eyes open, your pout deepens, but you don’t say anything more. Seungcheol pulls out of you slowly, listening to your whimpers as he does so. By the time he grabs his shorts off the floor, cleans himself off enough to put his pants back on, and comes back to clean you up, you’re already asleep.

Seungcheol just laughs softly and cleans you up slowly. His touches and movements are gentle in order to not wake you up. With a little effort he’s able to scoop your plush, sleeping form off the couch and carry you to the bedroom. With practiced ease S. Coups manages to get you comfortable and covered up before he takes care of himself and comes to climb in bed with you. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you against him, his front pressed to your back, he listens to the sound of your breathing and it quickly lulls him to sleep.

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