#light degradation

[sculptorofcrimson]

Valdor(NSFW edition) + Yandere

Valdor x Gn!Emperor Shard (or rather, if Valdor assumes they're an Emperor shard.)

I bring MORE brainrot! My thoughts on nsfw Valdor, some yandere parts!

@kit-williams I bring another carcass to feast.

He's gentle. So damnably gentle. He would never raise a hand nor claw against his master. Unless his beloved is a Thunder Warrior or particularly hardy Astartes, he refuses to engage in penetrative sex at all, without far too much preparation, even for a Custodes.

He’s gentle. He doesn’t press. He doesn’t insist. It’s only a physical exertion for him, after all. 

The Emperor made it so that he would never speak against Him. Instead, He put his tongue to better use. Have you ever been eaten out/sucked off by a Custodes while reigning on a throne, as he purrs, pleasantly swallowing cum with that same, obsessive loyalty, gazing up with nothing but worship, thanking his beloved reborn Emperor for accepting him? 

Valdor insists on calling his beloved his Emperor. He calls them his master, his liege, his lord. His Emperor shard. He’ll use no other name. He’ll accept no other name, that broken mind of him will accept nothing else. 

Laurels. He loves laurels. Or rather, he loves what they once meant, he loves the Emperor that wore the crown. Valdor will insist his beloved relive these memories with him, even if the memories were never theirs to begin with.

Only a servant. Only a servant, and nothing more. He obeys. Whatever his beloved wants from him, he obeys. He’ll listen to any command, no matter how degrading it may be for him. But never to hurt them. Never. Valdor would never hurt his master, of course.  

Thrones. Thrones and worship. He loves to kneel. If there is any place he prefers, it’s upon a Throne, worshipping the body of his reborn Emperor. 

Top or bottom? Valdor does not care. He’ll be whatever the Emperor demands of him. He could be used as a cocksleeve and cast aside, and he’d still thank Him for the treatment.

He doesn’t feel arousal the same way a human might. For him, it’s simply a physical exertion. Even sensations are different, they’re…more dulled. Less sharp, less primal, less human for him. He derives no pleasure from pleasure itself, he only derives pleasure from pleasuring another. Valdor’s a servant. He exists to be used. 

Valdor doesn’t feel pleasure the same way a human might. He doesn't pleasure himself. The only sensations he understands are only satisfaction, and failure. He cannot fail. He will not fail his master. He exists to serve, to please and to satisfy. He takes no pleasure in anything, he finds no satisfaction except in seeing the exultation in his master’s eyes.

Valdor doesn’t care, so long as it pleases his master. He himself doesn’t need to be pleased. He loves no one, not even himself. But he loves Him. He finds pleasure in His pleasure, simple as that. 

An Astartes, a Sister, a guardsman, it doesn’t matter. He finds pleasure when the Astartes that was the Emperor reborn gasps as he comes in his mouth, as hands skate across his neural interfaces, holding him close, the Custodian purring around the cock in his mouth, lapping at the warm fluid dripping across his immaculate features. He finds pleasure when she cries out, the Sister of Battle who had been so ready to believe she was the incarnation of the Emperor, when she pumps her hips into his face and he lets himself be ridden. Valdor finds pleasure when he is kneeling, grinding up against the pressure upon his hips, feeling the slide of skin against his, feeling his newest version of his master pleasure themselves with his body, coming apart in his arms. It’s not truly the physical sensations, of course, such primal instincts have been lost to him. But it's servitude. It’s his duty, his obsession, of doing well that brings him joy. 

Finally, it’s not precisely masochism, this obsession with pain he has. But pain doesn’t deter him. It is only a sensation, after all, and a sensation Valdor has learned to associate with his duty being accomplished, with hurling himself in front of blows meant for his Emperor, as is the duty of a bodyguard. He’ll let himself be hurt in bed, without even the shadow of hesitation. It hurts, and so what? What if he enjoys it? What if he enjoys hurting, by his master’s hand? What if he enjoys being reminded he’s nothing more than a dog licking the boots of his master? What if, in some broken part of him the Emperor ripped apart so long ago, he likes the degradation?

Yandere

Sex. It’s one more chain to add. One more chain to keep them close to him, to make sure they can never leave. Won’t they love him? Won’t they love him through these expressions of love and adoration, the meaning of emotion and connections lost to him, but the act itself still remains? Valdor may not understand why such bonds are formed from what is - to him at least - nothing more than an exercise, but it’s a weapon, it’s a spear he can wield to drag them back and chain them to him, to chain his beloved down and make sure they can never leave.

In his hands, it’s a weapon.

~~~

Valdor would stand there, so easy with his dancer’s grace, poised like a perfect ballerina, body all lean muscle and elegance hidden beneath silk, waiting only for a command.

There is no arrogance in his voice, sonorous, confident, and heartless. No fear, no emotion, simply sheer, unrelenting duty. He was always a cold, cold man, but he is also a beautiful one, as graceful as a killer in the night. 

He’ll strip if commanded to. He’ll fuck himself with any array of instruments if commanded to. He’ll set himself ablaze and slaughter your enemies and feed their carcasses to eagles, had he been commanded to.

All he waits, is a single word.

Slowly, without hesitation at all, a cold smile spreads across his lean features. His silk robes rustle as he advances, and slides into a kneel, bowing his head before you. The silk pools across his muscled limbs, hanging around his waist and torso. He holds himself with a ballerina’s grace. 

“Your commands, my master.”

#warhammer 40k #wh40k #sculptor of crimson #warhammer #constantin valdor #adeptus custodes #warhammer x reader #adeptus custodes x reader #emperor of mankind #valdor x emperor #valdor x reader #mentions of #light masochism #light degradation #master x servant #yandere valdor #male yandere

[princelylove]

Hi prince~ I come to you with another ask *offer you a flower bouquet first 💐*

What do you think about the type of yandere look so innocent, so adorable and precious but actually a very scary one once they open their mouth, like they can talk so dirty that you can believe a person like them would said, or their cruel action and cold gaze when they get angry.

(I'm thinking about Noriaki, Koichi, maybe Jonathan too 🤔)

~ 🏵️ anon ~

Oooh, flowers.

While I disagree with Jonathan, as he's a genuine sweetheart just way too overbearing and obsessive, I do agree with Koichi.

Koichi is.......... so incredibly normal when you meet him, he's just a little down on his luck. So when he snaps and yells at you, you might be a little dumbfounded! You didn't even know he KNEW those words, let alone use them. Why would Koichi of all people call you a bitch- KOICHI? No way. You're lying for attention.

Gwess will kill you with her cutesy-wutesy act until you make her mad. She throws all sorts of vulgarities at you- Are you suddenly such a vapid slut that you can't do something so simple???? She just wants you to pose for her and be cute, why the hell aren't you posing and being cute????? Hey, STUPID. Poooose. Foooor. Herrrrrr. Smiiiiiii-lllleeeeeeee. Forrrr. Herrrr.

You can kind of expect Yukako to snap, eventually. She seems like the type to have a darker side way before you work her overly sweet act down. It's just one of those feelings. One of those feelings that prove to be correct when she breaks a tea cup in front of you because you "hesitated" to say good morning to her.

Someone you might not expect is Gyro. He's very slow to actual anger- he may get frustrated once in a while ("Eat shit and fall off your horse, asshole") but he doesn't really show genuine rage. If anything, you've never seen the guy not smile. Watching him bash some guy's head in- it probably isn't a good feeling.

#request granted #🏵️ anon #yandere koichi hirose #yandere gwess #yandere yukako ya #yandere yukako yamagishi #yandere gyro zeppeli #light degradation

[ijwrff]

Master?-Anti x Fem! Reader

THIS WILL BE NSFW! WARNINGS BELOW THE CUT!

Word Count: 1,872

INCLUDES: Cunnilingus, blow jobs, swearing, fingering, rough sex, choking, spanking, hair pulling, and light degradation.

It was a rule to have your collar on when your master got home. So today, as like every day, you were sitting by the door waiting for Anti. Normally, you would be wearing regular clothes or lingerie. But feeling a little daring today…you were wearing…absolutely nothing. Your collar and leash were on, but no clothes of any sort. He had messaged earlier how stressful working was today, so you thought you’d give him a sweet little surprise when he got home. 

You knew around when he arrived home every day, even if it was sometimes random. So you got yourself ready early enough that you were able to be ready by the time he arrived. You had a couple toys set up in the bedroom, some of your favorites. Some of his favorites too. You had also laid out your ropes. A long time ago, he had installed rings on your bed from the head of the bed and the foot of it. Easy to fully string you out…or string him out. Depending on his mood for the day. After all, with the display you had of yourself right now, you knew you were either going straight to the bedroom, or having sex against the front door if he couldn’t wait that long. As was often the case. 

Within record time, you heard the door knob jiggle as a key was put into the door. It rattled consistently, and you knew if he couldn’t unlock the door fast enough he would simply kick it down. 

So in this time you got yourself positioned. You were kneeling on your knees, one hand on your abdomen, the other holding out a leash that was attached to the collar around your neck. It was his favorite pose for you to do…

After a minute, he burst through the door, and came to a halt in front of you. He stared at you in shock for a moment, before it turned to one of…near hunger as his eyes trailed up and down your body. 

It didn’t take him long to recover, and he grabbed the leash you were holding out to him. He yanked on it roughly, and caused you to stand up to meet him. He pulled you into one of the most passionate kisses you’ve ever had. Your lips molded together beautifully, and at a fast pace you were more than used to being with Anti for so long. It was surface level but just a moment, when he slipped his tongue into your mouth and explored all the places inside it he’s come to memorize by now. 

One hand remained on the leash, while the other crawled up to your throat. He squeezed at just the right pressure for you, and quickly picked you up, sending both of his hands to your ass. Could he hold you up by your thighs? Yes. But he liked to touch even more of you if ever possible. 

He practically ran to your bedroom, and when he kicked the door in, he took in the sight of your vibrator laying on the bedside table, fully charged. 

“Heh…” He growled in your ear before throwing you onto the bed. “You knew just what you were doing for me today? Huh, pet?” And he crawled on top of you, using one hand to hold both of your hands above your head, while the other went right back to your throat. 

He looked around, but not for long. You had also laid out your ropes. A long time ago, he had installed rings on your bed from the head of the bed and the foot of it. Easy to fully string you out…or string him out. Depending on his mood for the day. 

He had been practicing his ties with his ropes, ones that felt rough on your skin, but that only added to the pleasure. So it didn’t take him long to do a simple wrist tie, effectively restricting the movement in your arms. He then flipped you over, letting there be enough slack in the rope to allow him to do so, while still preventing you from touching him. 

Anti put his hand around your stomach, and shoved your ass in the air. Then he grabbed your hips with a nearly painful grip, and began to lick your heat. It wasn’t slow, no he wasn’t in the mood for slow. He sucked on your clit, and shoved his tongue inside of you. The pleasure you felt skyrocketed, and you found yourself moaning wantonly into the pillow sheet.  

“Fuck, pet. You’re already so wet for me…” He pulled away from you momentarily, but still close enough to you that you could feel the vibrations of his mouth as he spoke and it sent shivers through you. “What? Was waiting for your master to come home enough to make you so wet? You knew I’d destroy you in the best way possible?” 

You shook as he slipped his tongue back inside you. “Ant-” You cried, but he cut you off with a swift slap to your ass. It was far from soft, he really put a lot of his strength into it, but it only made you moan louder. 

“You know better than that, pet. You know what to call me.” And he slapped your ass one more time, before raking his fingernails over the sensitive skin. “Now.” He slapped it once more, slapping it with each word, harder each time. “What. Is. My. Name?” 

“F-fuck!” You cried, and he chuckled, slipping a single finger into your core without any warning, curling it in just the right way to make you quiver from him touching your most sensitive area. 

“Not my name, pet.” He slowly pulled his finger out, sticking it into his mouth to taste your juices. “Close though. You have one more try.” You knew he was licking his finger, as it was one of his favorite things to do, and you could hear the soft sounds of him running his tongue over his finger. 

“Master! Please put it back in, please master!” You begged, pushing your ass closer to him in an attempt to get closer and relieve some of the tension. “Please! I need it!” You continued to beg, groaning when he didn’t touch you. 

“Are you sure you want just my finger?” He teased, running that same finger along your thighs, before trailing around where you wanted him most. He leaned forward, pressing his palm against your clit as you felt his chest meet your back before he whispered in your ear. “Or…do you want my cock?” To accentuate what he meant, he pressed his cock against your ass, while it was still in his pants. 

At the feeling of his breath against your ear, you moaned softly. Even at moments like this, you could be timid. So you mumbled softly, “I want your cock…please master…?” It was almost too much, to feel him against you. You could feel what you wanted pressed against your ass. 

“Hm?” He said, ever so slowly grinding against your ass as he wrapped his arm around your waist to rub your clit with his palm. “What was that, pet? Did you say something?” And the grinding slowed even more, causing you to once again groan in irritation. 

“Your cock! Please master, I need your cock inside me!” You called out, and he chuckled in that deep tone that you love. You knew he wanted it, just as bad as you if not more. So why did he have to tease so much?

He flipped you back around. He crawled up, over you so that his cock was close to your mouth and grabbed your hair roughly. Your body was flush against the sheets of the bed, but your head was up almost vertically, and he shoved two fingers in your mouth. He quickly pulled his cock out of his pants, and pressed it against your cheek, only teasing you even further. 

“Are you ready for my cock, pet?” He said, pulling his fingers out of your mouth. You didn’t even get the chance to answer when he shoved it to the back of your throat. 

You moaned around him, and that only made him moan in sync with you. He chuckled afterwards, now pulling his cock in and out of your mouth at an agonizingly fast pace. You barely had time to gag before he pulled it out, then shoved it back in. “You didn’t specify where, pet. That was on you.” And he looked down at you. Your eyes were closed, and he wasn’t having it. “Open your eyes, look up at me while you suck on my cock.” 

You obeyed, and his face was slightly red. He was most certainly enjoying this, and it showed. He breathed heavily over you, and his eyes were nearly closed, himself. You enjoyed looking up at him as he got closer to climax, seeing his face contort into that of pleasure as he pounded into your mouth and to the back of your throat. 

You felt his cock twitch, and he pulled it out of your mouth, causing you to whine. “Master!? Why did you stop?” And you threw your head back down, looking up to the top of the bed frame. 

Anti pulled back, and slid back down to the bottom of the bed. “You think I’d give you my cum so easily? You haven’t even come once.” And he reached over, grabbing your vibrator. It was your favorite, a rabbit. It was light blue, and felt almost silky to the touch. 

You gulped, knowing you were going to be cumming all night long. But you would love every minute of it. 

With that, he used the larger part to vibrate on your clit, causing you to moan obscenely. “Please master, please put it in!” You knew you were so wet that it could slide in without much problem. And after all of the teasing, you needed something inside you. 

“Hm. I don’t think that’s enough begging.” He said, now rubbing the tip of the vibrator around your clit, barely even touching it. It was agonizing, and you needed more immediately. He pulled it away, leaving it a small distance away.

You couldn’t help it, you rotate your hips to have the vibrator touch your clit, just to give yourself some stimulation. You came on the spot. 

“Did you just…?” He asked, before your look of pleasure confirmed it. Your face was contorted, with a wide open mouth and closed eyes. “Tch…” He was clearly agitated, and while you were barely about to come down from your high, he shoved the toy all the way in. 

You screamed out, moaning repeatedly as he shoved it in and out at a rapid pace. “M-Master! Wait! I’m sorry!” But even if you sounded as if you were protesting, your hips still moved along with it. 

“I don't care that you’re sensitive, but you know the rules, don’t you? Cumming without permission means 10 more. Now be good and take it.” And you came to your second climax, still oversensitive from the first one. 

This was going to be a long night.  

#smut #nsft #antisepticeye x reader #anti x reader #x reader #fem reader #rough #light degradation #jacksepticeye egos x reader

[midnights-in-love]

putting my thumb on the edge of her bottom lip, knowing she will welcome it into her mouth. she's my good little mutt, so I know when I gently press down on her tongue she's gonna open up and let me inspect her. I have to make sure her tongue is nice and wet and drooling, before I fit my middle and index finger inside and start slowly finger fucking her pretty mouth. my good girl sucking on my fingers like an obedient bitch in heat.

"Are you ready for Owner's cock, sweet girl?"

"Mhm....." slips past her lips and a gentle nod is all it takes to get her kneeling on a pillow on the floor in front of my strap, just waiting for her warm, eager throat.

"That's my good girl. Come here, put your slutty hole to good use for Owner."

I delicately guide her onto my dick and watch her take only a few inches of me, lazily and sloppy licking and sucking, like the dumb little puppy she is.

"That's it, what a good dog."

#for her #t4t #nsft #puppy #me #shes SUCH a good pup #light degradation

[gobofactory]

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#youtube #Christmas Gobo #christmas #light degradation #shop light #light design

[babys-nsfw-thoughts]

is it really so much to ask for my friends to find my blog and make fun of me for it? laugh at me for being into puppyplay, calling me a dumb mutt, asking if i want to go for a walk... noticing how i start squirming and one of them sticks their hand up my skirt to feel me through my panties

"oh my god, their so wet!"

"no way this turns you on too."

"jesus you really are a little whore"

i try my best not to whimper when one of them yells 'speak!' one of them walks over to me and pinches my nipple, making me moan loudly.

"aww is that all it takes? one little pinch and you're moaning like a slut for us?"

another comes up behind me and gropes my ass, fingers inching towards my hole. I whine at the feeling.

"what a little slut, barely even touched and you're such a mess."

"let's play with them for real, it's not like they'll mind."

i try so hard not to moan or whimper as i'm pulled to the floor, shirt pulled above my head then binding my wrists together. my skirt is flipped up and panties pulled down, strings of my wetness clinging to them.

"aww, so wet from us feeling you up huh? pathetic slut."

a finger is swirled through my juices then stuck in my mouth. I can't help the moan that comes from the taste.

"what don't they like?"

"do you wanna see who can make them cum more? I bet they won't mind~"

"only if i get to ride their face on your turns."

#nsft #nsft text #nsft post #bd/sm pet #bd/sm kink #nsft imagine #nsft personal #bd/sm dynamic #bd/sm pup #puppyplay #submisive and breedable #needy sub #subspace #light cnc #name calling #tw degradation #degredation kink #slight exhibitionism

[dramatic-shitpost-poet]

My taste for blood has never changed since I was a kid, I just now have the knives and fucktoys to indulge it

#bdsmkink #blood tw #blood #bloody #knife k!nk #cw knife #knifeplay #blood kink #bloodplay #bd//sm #hard k!nks #light degradation