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castielfucks · 19 days
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im almost asleep so starting a cursed thing before i do, as is tradition
why do humans have bones? wrong answers only.
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six-demon-bag · 6 months
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Lure
Pairing: Father Antonio/Helmut Zemo, Father Antonio/Tony Balerdi, Father Antonio/Tony Balerdi/Helmut Zemo
yes this is a triple brühl fic lmao
Father Antonio: Intruders (2011)
Tony Balerdi: Burnt (2015)
Helmut Zemo: MCU
Summary: The son of a powerful man, Tony Balerdi, has been possessed by a dangerous demon and Father Antonio is called in to perform the main rite in the exorcism: fucking the demon out.
Rating: Explicit
Tags: Crossover, Alternate Universe - Demons, demon zemo, Exorcisms, Possession, Non-consensual Exhibitionism, Ritual Public Sex, holy lube, Exorcism by Dick, First Time, Crying, Dacryphilia, Begging, Threesome - M/M/M, but via possession, Anal Sex, Forced Orgasm, inappropriate but also appropriate boners, spiritually sanctioned rape, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Dirty Talk
Word count: 3803
Link: Lure
Exercpt:
“It’s terrible work, but absolutely necessary,” Basilio says firmly. “I would have preferred we never need perform this ritual, but the situation is dire.” “I-” Antonio starts. He clears his throat. “I don’t understand.” “The exorcism platform will be placed in the middle of the sanctuary, and witnesses will be brought in. We - the elders - will perform the containment and purging ceremony. You will be responsible for the physical exorcism of the demon from the body.” “But how?” Antonio asks again. Basilio’s lips thin. No one looks comfortable. Basilio sighs, and shakes his head a little. “You will be fucking it out of him.”
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when he learns hes about to fuck a demon out >:3
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freshfromtheslammer · 7 months
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now that we don’t talk, can i ask you a question?
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anisaanisa · 1 month
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Tragedy.
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digitalgirls · 6 months
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sweetandsourstalker · 2 years
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Daniel has a crush on Peter. Looks like Yen has some competition.
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hyumjim · 2 years
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Pitching my idea for a song parody here. Parody of grace Kelly by Mika called grape jelly. I try to be like grape jelly. Weird Al contact me if u read this
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rotato-potato · 2 years
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out here getting an adrenaline rush from watching black sails
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pear1escence · 5 months
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Bedrotters
Keegan P. Russ x fem!Reader
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Content Warnings: brief mention of weapons and killing.
A/N: Eh. Eughhhh.
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He was dead asleep as soon as his arms were wrapped around you. His head resting in the crook of your neck, taking in the scent of that sugary perfume he loved, deafening the soft snores that fell from his lips.
There’s a bitterness to his return, edging at the feeling of relief that had soothed your soul when his car had pulled into the driveway. A numb feeling of sadness, a trace of the worry that gnawed at you for every day that had passed since he was supposed to be back.
He’s okay. He’s safe, here, with you. It’s comforting, having his body pressed up to yours, a physical confirmation of the words you keep repeating in your head.
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Keegan’s still asleep by the time you’ve left the house, a quick run to the grocery store to grab your missing ingredients for tonight’s dinner. The man must’ve tired himself out to the bone, cause when you return and the house is still silent, no sound of his records playing some old song, no sound of metal scraping against metal while he worked on some repair in the kitchen, you find him sleeping in your bedroom.
His gear still in a pile on the floor, stained with dirt and blood. The digital clock on his nightstand tells you that you have more than enough time to get dinner ready. Enough time to have him in your arms for a little while longer.
The sound of one of your favourite CDs, a collection of slow, melancholic love ballads plays from your speakers on the dresser. The words sound from your lips, a lullaby sung softly for your lover.
You remain like that for a while, humming to the tune of whatever songs are playing. Your mind wanders on its own as you admire Keegan, looking so pretty even with his face still stained from his eyeblack. He’s lying comfortably in your heavy duvet with a soft expression on his face, a stark contrast to the hard image he splayed out for the rest of the world to see.
Your thoughts wander off on their own unmarked path, taking your watchfulness with them. Keegan stirs awake without you taking notice, pale blue eyes watching you as fingertips trace absentminded circles into his skin.
His voice brings you back to the main road, your eyes falling to him as he speaks. “Wish I could read your mind, know where your head goes when you zone out like that.” He sounds tired, voice scratchy from his slumber. His hand lifts to ruffle your hair, and just because you’ve missed him so much you let him, even though you’d otherwise flick his hand away in annoyance of him messing up your locks.
“Was just thinking about you.” You murmur, a genuine smile on your face as his hand moves to cup your cheek. He’s so gentle with you in these moments, when you’ve been yearning for each other for weeks and finally come back together. The roughness of which he handles his guns, the harsh grip he welds his knife with as it sinks into the flesh of an enemy soldier, is reformed so that he can touch you how he wishes. Smoothed down so that he can trace your skin and heal your scars instead of leaving you hurting from open wounds.
It’s difficult, leaving the rough environment of his work to come home to you, where he can be soft and gentle all he wants for a limited amount of time. It’s almost never sufficient, you want more, and you’re greedy for wanting more, but you know it batters him more than it does you.
Keegan’s body shifts upwards, his back slotting against the headboard as his arms hoist you up to hold your body to his. “Hey, stay with me.” He reinforces his words with a pinch to your side, causing you to yelp.
You glare at him, dramatically rolling your eyes at him before leaning into his chest and sticking your tongue out at him. “I am here. Haven’t gone anywhere, Keegs.” He scoffs, arms trapping you as they wrap around your body to pull you even closer, muscles tightening as if you would try to escape. “Y’know what I mean. Don’t like it when you slip away so easily.”
You could be falling asleep yourself nestled up to Keegan like this. A big hand slips underneath your shirt to squish the softness of your stomach, his head tipping forward to nibble at your shoulder. “S’long as you’re not getting stuck on stupid stuff, don’t put yourself in a bad mood, baby.” You hum in agreement. “Mm. Need to get dinner ready.”
He laughs silently, “Playing housewife?” He mutters against your skin, placing a loving kiss on your shoulder. You snort. “You need a shower. You stink.” You respond, feigning annoyance. You shriek as he turns your body to push your face close to him, “No, no! I’m not joking, I’m gonna need to change the bedsheets now, sweaty old man.” You giggle, glancing up at him and catching the sass of his eyeroll. “Mhm. Shut it.”
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gentil-minou · 2 years
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YEAH SURE GREET YOUR REGULAR FRIENDS WITH A FIST BUMP
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BUT YOUR SPECIAL FRIEND MARINETTE GETS A LA BISE AND A BLUSH MMMMMMHM
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prismatic-starstuff · 6 months
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tbh, Giangio had me hooked from the start; like, clearly suspicious man? clearly suspicious man acting all innocent and helpless and pathetic?? clearly suspicious man acting all innocent and helpless and pathetic surrounded by religious imagery??? mmmmmmhm yep yep yes please,
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laura1633 · 2 months
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at this point i think the „number one fan“ title shouldn‘t go to max in that fic but to charles!!! because my guy is running after a (cutie patootie) nerd who came 0.00001. seconds after fucking him, then hid in the bathroom (noo my poor darling) and then STILL thought mmmmmmhm i want him. i need to go get him. lemme show up at his workplace!
like charles baby YOU the fan here!!!
(loved the new chapter! and i love that charles came after max and was like it happens with the incident😊)
Haha I think you are absolutely right! Max might think he is the biggest Charles fanboy but he actually has Charles chasing after him (despite Max not exactly playing it cool!)
He is just too cute for Charles to forget about.
Glad you liked the chapter ❤️
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allystreet-ask-blog · 2 months
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MMMMMMHM
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dreamer-after-dark · 8 months
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I’m just thinking like
You meet by the mailbox “oh hey we have new neighbors!”
“Mmm don’t get attached they sell meth”
“They WHAT?”
*side sips his coffee* “mmmmmmhm”
👀 They've got love and drugs, gotta pay top dollar for that stuff.
The neighbors in the building are.. Interesting, varied, and strange.
We've got Wally, Julie, and Y/N who live together.
Barnaby lives with his Momma who is always working and never home.
Home lives in a studio, alone.
Howdy lives alone as well!
There are a few more apartments in the building. In the morning you can hear mothers calling after their kids, people laughing away in the hallway.
There are some shady folk who are friendly with you if you're friendly with them. They tend to be quiet folding away into the hustle and bustle of daily life.
There is one neighbor who is never seen, but known. They are odd. Tall, lanky, messy bunch of black curls. Tanned skin and dark brown eyes deepened by heavy eye bags. He's a strange guy.
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sewergoblinfiend · 3 months
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[She comes to in stages, her dreams of entirely too many angles and planes and something twisting-twisting-twisting-reaching-locked-away dissolving into mist and fog, and she stretches down on the floor, absentmindedly petting the TARDIS.]
Mmmmmmhm... I feel quite rested!
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