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snzysimper · 6 months
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Someone getting in bed to cuddle with their sick partner only to remember they have to do something important
“How are you feeling?”
“Better sndff now that you’re here.”
“Oh shit, I forgot to pick my little cousin up from school. I have to go.”
“…*salty* I don’t feel better anymore.”
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favvnsongs · 8 months
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it's being sad about washilon hours again
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snowsinterlude · 4 months
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playing dangerous.
c.w: gun play, peacekeeper coriolanus, fingering, rough sex, throatfucking, slapping, degrading, breeding, hate fucking, unproctected sex
based on this ask ! hope you like it anon, sorry if i got anything wrong. mwah
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you could say a lot of things about coriolanus snow. you could say he was mentally unstable, that he was a whiny bitch who would throw a tantrum at any small thing that made him angry.
however, you couldn't say he was a bad fuck. not when he had your face pressed down and a gun pointed at your sopping cunt. you couldn't say he was ugly either, not with that white peacekeeper uniform hugging his body so well.
"don't worry," he whispered, biting your shoulder, "it only has one bullet." he smiled, chuckling at your clear despair, a total contrast to your soaked panties. "not as if you care, though"
"of course i do! fuck it, snow. you're the reason people call cops bastards!" you said, frowning at him as if your hips weren't bucking up on the gun. you didn't even knew if what he said was actually true.
"you should be grateful i'm not playing russian roulette on your pussy, darling." he said, thanking heaven's he handcuffed your hands before all that. "if you don't like it, i know just the right place to aim it. other than that perverted wet pussy of yours. are you a pervert? god, you're soaking wet" he said, grinding the gun in your cunt.
"aim it at your head, you sickfuck." you spat, not bothering looking at him.
"i don't know if you noticed but i have a gun pointed to your pussy, if you don't wanna get shot you should start being a good girl instead of a manic bitch." he said, slapping your ass and making your body jolt.
how the hell did it come to this?! you remembered that he had returned home after deployment and your parents made you go over to his house to give him some sweet dessert as a way to ❛thank him for his services.❜ fuck it. you hated him. if depended on you, he would have been killed by a rebel or something, but god, that's the best dick you've ever seen or felt, even if through grinding. you would never admit it to him though.
"on your knees, please." he said, a fake chivalry on his sadistic tone. and did you have any other options? of course not. so now you were on your knees, gulping down and watching him unbuckle his pants, his hand slapping your face lightly to make you wake up and stop looking so much at his eight inches shaft. "god, you're drooling so much just from looking. guess i won't have to aim a gun to your head for you to suck it." he said, and you stared at him with anger.
"you better kill me already cause i am not sucking that thing." you said.
well, all your defenses were throw away as he pointed the loaded gun to your head, smiling as you opened your mouth and engulfed him obediently, still looking at him with that angry stare in your eyes, that was soon replaced with tears as you took him. god, how could a dick taste so good?
"fuck, you're taking me so good, doll." he said, smiling as you drooled on his dick, getting it all wet from your saliva. "making such a mess, crying so much... you're so pretty when you're not running your mouth around so much." he said, grabbing your hair and making you curse mentally before he started to fuck your throat, his balls meeting your chin as you took him, giving in as you moaned against his cock.
too aggressive, you thought. but it was just as good as you imagined it to be. and he was getting just what he wanted to. he was fucking that attitude out of you, your throat taking him so well he only wondered how good it would feel to fuck your cunt. with that thought in mind, he pulled back of your mouth, and you thought you were really dumb from how you tried to get him to thrust into your mouth again. you wanted to taste him, and he couldn't help but chuckle at your despair.
"i didn't even had a proper taste of your cunt and you're already dumb? thought you were stronger." he said, getting you to stand up as you were still salivating. he cleaned your tear stained cheeks, the softest thing he would do to you today. so, ripping your panties and seeing your cunt, he thrusted two fingers in it, not mindinho if you were uncomfortable. your wetness made it very clear that you weren't anywhere close to discomfort or pain. and your moans did it too.
"fuck it, get away, coriolanus!" you pleaded, not wanting to be the one moaning his name that night. and he didn’t even bother listening to you, too occupied with thrusting his entire lenght inside of you. it felt horribly good, his hot cock sloppily fucking your pussy as he fucked you in missionary, holding your left thigh to hug his waist just so he could have a better access to you. so good. so hot. it felt perfect.
you felt dumb.
your eyes closed shut as you did your best to hold in your moans, letting out a few groans and grunts as he slapped your ass, getting a hold of your other thigh and fucking you with your back against the wall, your eyes looking into his. fuck. you prayed to god that he wouldn’t end up making you say something, but god didn't seem to want to help you.
"tell me, doll," he started, groaning against your lips. "who does this pussy belongs to?" he asked, and you did your best not to answer, but the way your hips were trying to buck against his seemed as an answer. "words, bunny. use your words."
"n-no. no- i won't- fuck!" you moaned, lips opened slightly as you couldn't help but let your moans out of your mouth. you just wanted to cum already. it was too brain-mushing for you to do something other than moan and squeeze his dick inside you.
"tell me, or i'm not gonna let you cum." he said, brushing the gun on your clit, the cold metal making you mewl and cry.
"i-it's yours, c-coryo. it's yours. i'm sorry! please let me cum!" you begged, crying. he smiled, kissing your cheek and tasting your salty tear drop.
"i don't recall letting you call me coryo, bunny." he said, his dick kissing your cervix as you felt it throbbing inside you.
"o-officer! fuck, i'm sorry!" you slurred, and finally he had what he wanted.
he finally fucked the attitude out of you. not only that but he also got his dick wet. it was perfect.
"good girl." and you came, shaking on his cock as he kept thrusting in you, running for his climax.
once he did came inside you, he didn’t allow you to clean yourself, made you walk and sleep with your pussy filled by his cum.
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sunspearesque · 3 months
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it never fails to make me cackle in irony when i see someone blaming the princess of dorne, cersei, rhaella, or even elia herself for elia's tragic death. it's astonishing to what extent some people would go to avoid blaming the actual despicable men who caused her death: the paranoid sickfuck mad king, her prophecy-obsessed spineless and honorless husband, the fucking power-hungry narcissistic pos tywin, and the soulless massive fugly mf gregor
what kind of blatant sexism and cognitive constipation are some exhibiting?
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khaotickoins · 12 days
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sickfuck
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One who identifies as being a “sick fuck”
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genesisfawn · 6 months
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if you hate me so much why are you in my guts,
getting drunk on my blood
spiritual sickfuck 
can’t let go of my love, broken archbishop 
holding your knife up, cut with your eyes shut 
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olderthannetfic · 22 days
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Lmao I'm just a massive dyke and I'm glad f/f gets less attention. Lemme write and read my sickfuck shit in peace. Its already bad enough with folks who act as if f/f media has to have a certain amount of purity/harmlessness to it, if there was more of an eye on it, then i couldn't get away with writing all my nonsense without hate anons. Fandom is batshit, and I like having my obscure f/f corner.
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eldritch-spouse · 11 months
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Ahhh! Pinnie! This came to me in a dream. Kalymir with a SO that was formally in the military. They arrive in hell and immediately go drill sargeant on the servants. Definitely planning to militarize the wrath demons if they aren't already.
They'd tell Kalymir a bunch of stories about their time in whatever godfosaken wars they taken part in.
<small> Damn it. Gonna have to actually make another oc now. Pls excuse any writing mistakes. My phone is temperamental.</small>
[Something went wrong with the small text there. Tumblr mobile doesn't usually do that with small text, hm.]
That's also an amazing match for Kalymir!
You're a natural here in Wrath, he's relieved he's not going to have to spend an irritating amount of time teaching you how things work or desensitizing you to gore. After all, you're war-hardened too.
Even if Kalymir will repeatedly tell you the surface's militaries are total wimps, that your wars are usually pretty fucking boring, he understands you're a human- And humans are frail like paper sheets, so he grows to respect you the more you tell him about the conundrums you've survived. Although, you should expect the sickfuck to get hard when he hears the atrocities you've had to commit, or the times where you were broken.
Because of this knowledge, Kalymir starts out already having some respect for you. More than he would have for a serial killer, for example. This respect and admiration will help a lot when it comes to gaining some form of autonomy with Kalymir. It'll also help you deal with his fits and general loudness, as you're not likely to be as terrified of him as a random citizen- You can even surprise him by meeting some of his attitude.
You will make a wonderful, bloodthirsty Queen. Kalymir can't help but think you'd make a glorious wrath demon.
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sundaywithoutgod · 14 days
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U sickfuck
I mean, yeah, you’re not wrong.
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snzysimper · 1 year
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“Why don’t you go take a nice hot shower? You’ll feel better and it’ll clear your congestion.”
- Caretaker, 24/7
NO
I’m sorry. Sometimes a cold shower just hit different.
This is a public service announcement
(No I’m not sick, I just felt the need to say this
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brutish-invasion · 5 months
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Room in the middle for a pistachio green alien twink with luscious lips an' a perfect plump rump??
With all due respect-- please stay out of our sickfuck, you sick fuck.
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sunblazes · 1 year
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CCALLOUT POST FOR THIS SICKFUCK @publicradios MMAKING MEN RUN FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER in some. sick sick games. Mutuals,some of you still follow this guy.. .....
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BOO! ceiling fan!
SROPIT STOP SITSTOOPPSOTGGORYOU SICKFUCK YOU DONT KNOWHAF IT,S LIKE BEINGSPUN AROUND LIKE APINATA AT 4 INTHE M,ORNING!!!!
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mothermara · 1 year
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You sickfucks are swinging spike trapping your mutuals on Christmas ? 🤨
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bbmbaby1 · 2 years
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kill yourself
You first. Your mother hates you and you should've been aborted. Dirty fetishist. Choke and die, women across the world hate you. You or other mentally ill sickfucks will never be a woman.
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gmanwhore · 2 months
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People are not ready for the idea that Bro Strider pushes a certain type of masculinity because he is compensating for something (Also because Caliborn has some sickfucked views on gender) and that Dirk has a chance to know what that something is and be happier and how hard that slaps
EXACTLY!!!!!
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