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teainspoons · 2 years
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Jolene’s Tea House’ Mandarin & Mint (ft. Amoda Tea) | Tea Review
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customcarsandcaraudio · 6 months
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12in ported sub box / car audio fabrication / sub box building for begi...
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puppytopper · 6 months
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I want to clicker train a sub. I want to train them to fall into subspace when I click it. I want to train them to do tricks with different numbers and lengths of clicks. One click, they’re in sub space and getting their collar. Two and they’re on their knees in front of me, waiting patiently to be collared, invisible tail thumping the floor excitedly.
I want to watch their eyes glaze when the collar closes around their throat, their cunt getting wetter by the second. Three clicks and they’re pawing at my pants, desperate to devour my cock and cunt. They’re only allowed to move and seek friction when they hear four clicks. I make them wait until I’ve come at least four times.
Five clicks has them on all fours, ass in the air to present their soaked, dripping cunt to me. They can’t move until they hear six clicks, no matter how hard, fast, or slow I’m fucking them. They’re allowed to bark when I hit their favorite spot, though.
Six clicks and I stop, letting them howl and whine and bark and fuck themselves wildly on my cock, driving themselves to the edge of orgasm. They’re not allowed to come until they hear three long clicks. I make them wait at least ten minutes, until they’re dripping down my cock, face down, whimpering and begging. I make them bark like the good puppy they are when they come.
I clean them up and let them out of sub space with ten clicks.
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Star Trek: The Original Series, 1x25 The Devil in The Dark
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icaruien · 6 months
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more nanami content with top male reader pls 😩😩
You've got it, Captain!
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Nanami Kento was a man on the run.
It was an inescapable hell of his own making. The ghosts of his youth and his failures were a perpetual monster clinging onto his shoulders, curses designated just for him. Kento did not make a habit of being a coward, but he could not afford staying in a place like this.
So, he ran.
He ran, and ran, and ran and he kept on running until Time became a loose construct that could not suspend him; until Space became a volatile concept that could not keep him afloat. The Universe was at a constant state of expansion, and Kento ran as if he was trying to see how far it would go.
('It expands a pretty damn long way,' was what Kento would answer if he were asked that question. But no one did, no one was ever given the chance to. Kento always ran before they could stop him just long enough to ask.)
So, it must be some big cosmic joke that Kento found himself landed back here once again, at the centre of your gravity, pulled in and desperately trying to pull away from the boundaries of your magnetic field. You were his best friend, his favourite What If, his greatest Could Have Been.
You were not supposed to be here, buried hilt deep inside of him and moaning out his name as if it was a prayer worth worship over.
His nails dug into the skin on your back, threatening to break through and into the flesh, but you didn't seem to mind. Your mouth was still on his skin, teeth painting yearning all over the canvas of his skin in shades of purples and blues.
Fuck, he hadn't done missionary in so long. Hell, he hadn't even had anyone like this in a long time. He was always too cautious, too hesitant of what he would reveal. But it was you—you with your charming smile and bright eyes—and if Kento couldn't trust you with himself, then he couldn't trust anyone; not even himself.
Kento should be self-conscious. He had changed across the years since he had left you—gotten better; gotten worse. He was not the boy you knew, then. He had grown out of it, grown into it, grown up into something else entirely.
But you smiled at him the same, held him the same, and he could not find it in himself to grieve the boy he used to be.
Kento had become Schrödinger's Cat, trapped in his youth and in his present. You kissed him the same, but you fucked him different. You cradled his face the same, but your cock dragged against his walls. You liked him the same, but you loved him different.
Kento's back arched, feeling the tip of your cock hit his prostate, and he found he didn't mind it at all. He didn't mind it a single bit as long as you kept painting stars in the dark abyss behind his eyes. He didn't mind it a single bit as long as you kept fucking him as if he was a man precious, a man loved. He didn't mind it a single fucking bit as long as you would just—
"Kento." Your voice was ragged, fucked out, high off endorphins and adrenaline and sex and him. "Fuck, Kento, you feel so good."
And Kento couldn't say a damn thing back, because you were inside him, fucking him good, making him shake, and for a moment, Kento wasn't running anymore. He wasn't running, and he was neither here or there, but he was still in your arms. He still had you.
"Come on," he grunted. His arms tightened around you, forcing your body closer against him. "I wanna feel you."
He felt your breath fan against his skin, soft and incredulous, but you indulged. Your pace picked up, hands wandering from his hips up his chest over to cradle his jaw. Your mouth met his in a sloppy kiss—all tongue and teeth—while your hips snap against him harder.
Kento could barely think, pre-occupied by the feeling of your cock fucking against him, hard and rough, damnation and salvation all at once. You didn't seem to mind, though; tongue fucking into his mouth in rhythm with the way your hips moved.
Kento was not a religious man, but he would believe in the existence of god just for a moment; just for you, just because of you.
Kento didn't believe that he could be saved, but he would like to be for a split-second. He wanted to be divine, wanted to be beautiful all over again, if only so that you would not have to stain yourself with his filth. So that he could have you, over and over again, and there would be no sin in the act of it.
"Kento," you murmured against his skin, as if you still couldn't believe he was quite real. He let out an ugly sound at the way you spoke his name; half a sob, half a whimper. "Kento. God, Kento. You're finally here. I've missed you."
But for now—
For now, perhaps, he could have you. For however short the while, for however mortal the moment is.
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alligatorstomachacid · 10 months
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MIGUEL WITH COCKWARMING BRO 😭😭
*giggles and kicks feet* ask you shall receive. Minors DNI! This is made for Male reader. Fem alined may interact but do not fetishize my content! Dom reader, bottom reader. Sub Miguel Switch Miguel. Cock warming, fucking Miguel on your desk because he's being a whiny brat. Overstimulation, Miguel cries and whimpers (Just a little treat for you guys, since you've been so kind).
You're sitting at your desk finishing up your report for work. Miguel is sitting on your lap. Your cock is buried in him. One arm wrapped around his waist. Miguel has his face buried in your neck. He whines and whimpers when you thrust up into him every once in awhile.
"Are you almost finished yet~?" Miguel whines.
"Yep just a few more minutes".
"You said that 45 minutes ago". Miguel grumbles.
"Just fuck me already!" He exclaims. You close your computer. You swifty bend him over your desk. You grip his hair with one hand and use the other to hold his waist, your nails digging into his skin. Miguel lets out a grunt.
"Don't cry and whine when you get overstimulated. Remember you asked for this". You whisper in his ear. You start at a slow pace, but it doesn't last long. Your pace soon turns quick and rough. You tug his hair and look him in the eyes. Tears well in his glossed over eyes. He lets out whimpers and groans.
A bit later he warns you he's close. He cums, but you still continue. He cries and whimpers as you abuse his prostate. He's overstimulated and soon finishes again. You still don't stop.
The next day he walks into work with a limp and exhausted look.
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Hope you enjoyed feel free to send asks for Miguel and CoD. I write for CoD as well. I also do Emoji anons too!
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oceisastar · 16 days
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I don’t read much dom character stuff, but I could see that’s how Sunday prefers sex (as he needs to have control) at least starting out.
Maybe service top reader with soft dom Sunday
Reader wanting to take care of Sunday (maybe they’re in love but haven’t confessed yet and this is just fwb or something) and Sunday instructing reader how to best do that
Idk I’m more of a dom but I’m trying because I love Sunday and wanted to make sure you got prompts xo 😚
MDNI {soft dom!top!reader x Sunday, emotional sex, loving relationship, hsr spoilers}
you are such a doll, thank you 😘
service top reader x Sunday is so fucking big brain like. I feel like Sunday’s need for control permeates every aspect of his life and it’s only in those moments where you’re topping him where you see the depths of his desire and how deeply he needs to be taken care of.
getting him to even admit he wants to be topped is a feat because he feels so safe having others at a distance—what’s more intimate than you fucking him? he instructs you with a clear, crisp voice, his heart pounding as you loom over him—he hopes you can’t hear it. prays you can’t.
his life has always been in service to someone else, his caretaker, robin, Ena. he needs someone to see past it all and take care of him. but he’d never admit that.
the closest he’ll get is when you’re making love to him and you hit that particular spot—he stutters, breath hitching, as he grasps at your shoulders with shaking hands and fluttering eyes, struggling to keep it together.
he needs this, desperation so raw and vulnerable it twists into a cry he can’t hold back and soon he’s sobbing in your arms. he tries to collect himself but when you kiss his forehead and fuck him harder, he has no choice but to let go and let you take care of him, even if it’s just for a few moments.
the first time this happened, Sunday became quiet, trying to maintain his composure, but each time, more and more, he began to cling to you, until he’s wrapped around you like a teddy bear, holding onto you for dear life.
no one else could understand—he wouldn’t let anyone else see him like this. but you somehow know how to break down all his walls.
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Imagine Leviathan breaking your strap on and you’re like “well I can’t fuck you so do it yourself” and you sit back and either make him finger himself or use the tentacles he offered to summon for you
(If you arent into this feel free to delete)
Dhjdh Yeah just make him fuck himself for you! I love that!
CW: fingering and mention of and tenticles
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Levithan thinking he’s being smart breaking your strap on and thinking you’ll just finger him and do the work yourself. But…you then order him to fuck himself since he’s your ‘toy’, he has to obey, Levithan lays with his legs spread in front of you now, tentacles teasing him at your command.
Every touch, every stroke you decide.
It’s frustrating and in no time he’s panting in annoyance and arousal, complaining how this she exciting or enjoyable, while his cock is hard and dripping for you.
Then you decide to make him finger you while he’s being edged close to his release, but you don’t allow it.
As you get closer you debate riding his face but you don’t want to stop the pretty whimpers he’s letting out.
Maybe you’ll let him cum when he replaces every toy he’s broken.
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kakushino · 9 months
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Giyuu gets a cramp in his thigh while training and needs a massage. He's in too much pain to do it himself... but there's this Kakushi nearby... 👀
Flamey, you made me choke on my saliva when I read this. Please, give me more
And with the girls in our discord feeding me... I could not resist. My brain went brrrrrrr
Word count: 0,7k this is filth, also chubby fem reader
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"I-is this good?" she asked, massaging his left thigh with careful strokes.
Giyuu was sat in one of the rooms of Water Hashira estate, the shoji doors leading to his training space open. She had had to strip him of his hakama, leaving him only in his fundoshi and a thin training kimono top.
"Yeah..." he muttered, closing his eyes. More than once he had been tempted to fake a cramp just to get her to touch him like this, but logic won every time. A kakushi's job was endless, especially when attending to a slayers' needs day in, day out.
But this?
Giyuu hoped it never ended.
Her warm hands, softer than his own, kneading his thigh oh so close to his crotch-
He moaned when her fingers dug into a particularly hard knot in his muscles. A light blush dusted his cheeks.
"Sorry..." she apologized, soothing over the spot with her thumbs.
Really, he should make it up to her - for putting up with him.
And, as he felt his cock stir in his pants, he knew just the way both of them could relax.
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"S-slow down- ngh!" she tried to muffle her cries of pleasure, but each slam of his hips against her ass stole one from her throat. He was so impossibly deep it felt as if he was pushing on her lungs from the inside.
Giyuu could not slow down if he tried, the ripple of her body when he thrust into her hypnotic. He was lost in the motions, his left thigh still sore from his earlier cramp though he cared little - what else could he care about but the way her snug cunt gripped his cock?
Though he was silent, he was not quiet. Breathless gasps and choked moans left his lips, adding to the wet pap pap pap symphony of their fucking, the only witness to it being their discarded clothing.
His hands gripped her plush hips tightly, flesh spilling between his fingers, making him admire her sturdy frame.
He had to see more of her.
Giyuu withdrew from her to turn her onto her back, her mewl of disappointment only urging him to be quick in slamming back inside of her. This time, he got to see her deliciously big tits bouncing with each thrust; his mouth watered at the sight.
“Giyuu~” her voice was strained, whiny, as she tried to grab at anything and everything in reach. 
He leaned forward, the need to be closer to this hidden pearl of a woman winning over the enticing movement of her body against his. His arms caged her in, their breaths mingling and she finally found purchase - clawing at his back desperately, and the pain only served to make him slam harder into her, urging him to chase their pleasures quicker.
The new position allowed him not only intimacy but also to grind against her puffy clit with each roll of his hips, her moans and cute squeaks rising to a crescendo, her tight pussy clenching around him, making him choke out, “Where-”
Her thighs tightened around his hips, the answer as to where an obvious one, even to one as lost as him. A few erratic, disharmonic thrusts, and they were both gone.
Her throat failed her, her mouth gaping open, eyes closed and brow furrowed. If Giyuu could paint, he would immortalize the sight to come back to - to come to. Alas, the only thing he could paint were her insides with white.
His breath stuttered as he stilled as deep as he could, a shaky groan leaving him as he hid his face in her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses to her skin, as they both slowly calmed down. 
“That was…” she started breathlessly, unable to finish her thought, fireworks still shooting up her spine every time Giyuu shifted a little.
He knew he had to leave her warmth eventually, but he also really really wanted to snuggle into her arms properly. He started to pull out with herculean effort, when his right thigh spasmed like a bitch. 
“Fuck-” He slipped out and flopped onto his side gracelessly. “Another one-” A blush of embarrassment took over his face, the pain and humiliation all adding to his frustration at the situation as he hid his face in his hands.
The Kakushi giggled, “I guess it’s time for round two.”
Oh, he’d give her round two, as soon as the pain passed.
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dividers made by the amazing @benkeibear
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goryhorroor · 1 year
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horror sub-genres • virus horror
virus horror is a sub-genre that defines itself differently than zombie horror. this sub-genre toys with people’s fear of sickness/parasites and the devestating outcome that it could have on society. 
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dadasdumbbabyy · 13 days
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Seriously? That’s the hardest you can hit?😚😇
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vodkaletters · 2 months
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Dom Feyd Rautha this, brat tammer Feyd Rautha that... Just put that man on a leash and push his limits with some good overstimulation or edging, and degrade him to filth
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h0ney-mochi · 1 year
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hi do you write for afab characters? if so may i request bratty sub afab scara x soft dom reader ^^
afab!Scaramouche x soft dom!reader ;; readers pronouns not mentioned
SMUT/NSFW CONTENT (bratty!sub!scaramouche, afab!scara, soft dom!reader, fingering, praise, mirror involved ig)
Summary: Scara was being a brat and once you two are alone together again.. he can't help but beg for you to speed up your fingers.
A/n: YES I DO GRRRHHH YES I think afab, trans scara is funky <3 I don't think I did brat scara well, so my bad ):
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Minor writer, dni if uncomfortable!
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"Listen, if you're going to spend so much time doing nothing, you might as well go do something else," Scaramouche groans, crossing his arms, head leaning on your shoulder. You knew he was needy, but why rush? A brat like him won't get everything right away. Besides, where's the fun in getting everything done rigjt away?
You just chuckled, pressing another kiss on the back of his neck. The slight shiver didn't go unnoticed from you. You had him sit on your lap, legs spread. There was a mirror across the room, allowing you to see Scara's face, the way he furrows his brows when your lips meet the mark on his skin.
You traced your hands on his thighs, up to his stomach, obviously avoiding where he wanted your touch. "You haven't been good today, dear," you whispered, frowning a little, "I can't reward you so easily, don't you know?" Scaramouche groans, about to say something, but you slide your fingers between his folds.
It wasn't entirely a surprise that he was already so wet, but hey..
You watched your fingers in the mirror. Slow, teasing movements from you had him sighing and groaning in annoyance. Yeah, you touched him, but c'mon-! That's not it!
He moves his hips towards your fingers, but you take them away. "Oh, you-! [Name]!" Scara whines, glaring at you in the mirror. You lock eyes with him while your other hand held his thigh. "Be patient, Scara. Let me take care of you," You speak with a soft smile. He furrows his brows, "Can't you do that faster?" Your chuckle made him shiver a little.
You didn't respond, instead pushing two fingers inside him. You feel him jolt a little, a pathetic moan escaping his mouth. You were slow with it, pushing your fingers in and out while your other hand rubbed circles on his thigh. Scaramouche was saying things of wanting you to speed up, throwing in a curse or two. You didn't say anything back, eyes still focusing on his face.
That eye contact was irritating him at first. Why are you not responding? Why are you just staring at him?? Rude. He does stare back at you, whining more about you teasing him. Of course, it doesn't faze you. Just Scaramouche being.. him. A brat. Oh well. You're used to it, you know how to put him back in place somehow. Even if you don't know what you're doing.
You didn't notice Scara slowly becoming more.. quiet on the curses. Yes, he was still whining about your fingers, but.. it wasn't.. It wasn't the previous tone, he was getting desperate. You only noticed it when he was breaking eye contact with you. Quick glances.
Then you became fully aware.
"Mmmh, please- Please just- Faster, please—!" He whines again, breathing in. You did what he wanted and sped up your fingers. You couldn't help but grin at the way Scara moaned in response. Your other hand held his hip down.
"Ah," you sighed into his neck, making him shiver, eyes locking onto yours. "You're gonna be good for me now?" You ask, lidding your eyes. The noise from your fingers fucking into him has Scara feeling just a bit of embarrassment.
"Yes, yesyesyes I'll- fuck, I'll be good—!" He nods his head, which makes you chuckle, "Please just— I want more! Pleaashe-!" You move your other hand to circle around his core, making him immediately jolt in surprise.
Soon enough he's holding onto your arm, gasping at how quick you are. "Too- too much-! Fuck, mmmhg AH- FUCK please, mgonna cum, gonna cum—!!" Scara moans out, eyes rolling back. You kiss his neck before speaking, "Look at me. I want you to look at me when you cum."
He does as you say and your fingers speed up just a little. His moans and pleas sound like a melody. Then he's chanting your name and that he's close. You won't deny him.
He's still holding eye contact with you somehow, face feeling hot, feeling some embarrassment from how you stare at him. Then Scara sees a grin on your face as you whisper in his ear.
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"Be a good boy and cum on my fingers, won't you?"
Thank you for the request and thank you for waiting! Hope you enjoy the taste <3
© h0ney-mochi 2023 / Please don't copy or repost my work and writings! <3
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skzcre · 1 year
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Can’t stop thinking about bratty sub chan, whining and begging to cum
i was abt to say i can’t see chan being a brat but considering how much he annoys the other members…you definitely right 👀 and the way he’s always tryin to act cute n convince everyone he’s the true maknae? he’s a baby. he’s not even bratty bc he necessarily wants punishment (but u can’t tell me he isn’t a light painslut) he just wants your attention and will throw a fit if he doesn’t get it
i imagine you’re maybe trying to get some work done and he’s bored and needy and you aren’t kissing him enough (how dare!!! he needs a kiss every 10 seconds or he’ll die!!!!) and he’s just bothering you. poking your side, nuzzling into your neck and leaving small pecks, whining and pouting and eventually it leads into a fit. he gets all huffy >.< and you’re definitely endeared but you have work you have to get done and you’ve already had to put it off like 10 times because he wanted attention.
you’re trying to be sweet (because baby loves compliments and being praised even though he gets shy) and calm him down but it isn’t working and he just keeps trying to argue and eventually it causes you to have to use force. the funny thing abt brat!chan is that all it takes is a swift yank of his hair and he’s melting in your hands. his brain turns off, he’s full mush.
and now he’s really gotten himself in trouble because he’s leashed to the table with a vibrator tied to his desperately hard cock while you work. occasionally when he starts trying to fight back, you just press your foot onto his cock, not with intention to hurt but just increase the pressure. make him REALLY start begging. and of course, the rule is he can’t cum until you’re finished with what you’re doing. (you’re at least nice enough to leave the vibrator at the lowest setting, but it’s edging him and it’s torture)
barely 10 minutes in, he’s softly sobbing, rutting into the air, quietly begging. pleading. “i’m so sorry, ma’am (or sir, whichever you prefer!). i’m sorry for being a brat, i’ll do anything. i wanna be a good boy, i-i promise i’ll be good. just please, i can’t take it anymore. need your touch so bad.”
and you just can’t help it. you’ve got a little more to do, but baby’s so pretty when he cries :( you can’t help but take pity on him, cooing at him and kissing away his tears.
“have you learned your lesson, honey?”
“yes, yes! i’ll never bother you when you’re working again, i promise!”
the vibrator comes off, and you reward him with some neck kisses (and bites, god he’d mark up so well) and your soft hands around his cock. it doesn’t take long before he’s making a mess, leaving a small pool of his cum on the carpet. you’ll make him clean that later.
both of you clean up, you give him the aftercare he needs, lots of cuddles and praises and all the kisses he can take and before long he’s fast asleep on your lap. and finally, you can get some damn work done T_T
(this turned out longer than i intended, i always end up wandering off omfg)
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alligatorstomachacid · 10 months
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miguel sucking a bottom readers dick? I'm in love with the way you write miguel. I'm in love (o^-^)o
For sure! Minors and ageless blogs DNI fem alined may interest but do not fetishize my content!! Dick sucking/blow job Dom Miguel, Top Miguel, Sub reader, Bottom reader.
You're on your shared bed. Your legs are open as you lean back propping yourself up on your elbows. Miguel is in-between your legs, your dick down his throat. Miguel is gripping your hips keeping you down. Your thighs squeezing his head. Your letting out moans and whimpers as he sucks you off. He's been doing this for a while now. You've already came 3 times. As he sucks you off he can't help but grind down on his heel to get some friction. Miguel lets out moans and growls sending vibrations through your dick. You let out a loud moan as you cum and Miguel does the same a few moments after you.
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Sorry that this was short and a bit bad. I'm working on a few other things! Soon my CoD fans soon your food will come. Feel free to send me asks!
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crypticdesire · 23 days
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some sub slasher thoughts
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MINORS DNI
includes vincent sinclair, jason voorhees, bubba sawyer, michael myers, brahms heelshire, and stu macher (around 2.4k words)
a note from vern: i haven't posted any fics about slashers yet, but the recent asks about slashers on pallas's blog made me want to share some of my hcs for some of my fav slashers. it's really a jumble of some broader hcs and some specific fantasies, which ended up being longer than i intended... i think i could write at least 10 different fics based off the content in this post ^^'
ANYWAYS content warnings will be listed with each slasher so make sure you read those! mentions of reader are all gn and implied top reader. cw will state if there's a mention of the reader having specific genitalia
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VINCENT SINCLAIR cw: hypno, dollification, period sex + blood (vincent being one menstruating), reader mentioned having cock
➵ vincent is always so stuck in his mind trying to create the perfect art or be the perfect brother, so he needs you to help him unwind
➵ loves taking baths with you where he can sit between your legs and have you play with his hair and his cunt
➵ he also enjoys hypno because he gets the rare chance to not think at all. he just gets to mindlessly follow your instructions, laying still as he enjoys your touch and experiences orgasm after orgasm
➵ when it’s that time of the month, vincent especially needs your help. not only is he suffering from cramps but he finds all the thoughts in his head are louder and harsher making it too easy to become frustrated with himself over the smallest things
➵ it feels so good to have your cock inside him, letting him sign what pace he wants to feel your length gliding against his walls. alleviating his pain and pushing his insistent thoughts to the edges of his mind. he’s embarrassed by the thought of messiness at first but finds that the sight of his blood coating your fingers or smeared across the bottom half of your face is its own form of art that entrances him
➵ it’s not the only new form of art you make him aware of. you show him that he himself can be beautiful art through dollification. you’re the only one that’s ever made him feel pretty and he enjoys it even more when you do it by dressing him in pretty clothes and braiding strands of his hair. you tell him he looks just as beautiful as the wax sculptures he makes and when hypno is added he can feel like one for an extended moment. it's only in a hypnotized state that he lets you pose his body in front of a mirror with his mask off, allowing him to see the way you caress your precious doll
JASON VOORHEES cw: chastity device, piss, reader mentioned having a cock, role play, mention of murder
➵ just wants to be praised. pls call him a good boy and tell him how pretty he is!!
➵ i think he’s so eager to please you that once he’s comfortable with you, he’ll practically try out any kink you introduce him to, especially ones that give you control over him
➵ he gets turned on just by the process of you guiding him through a new kink, patiently explaining why you enjoy it, what you’re doing, how it might make him feel, possible limits to establish, etc.
➵ specifically, I think about that scenario with a chastity cage. he gets so turned on by you talking about it and what you’re going to do that he gets erect before you even put the cage on him. he’d be worried he disappointed you and wouldn’t enjoy being shamed for it, so tell him how cute he is and how much you’d enjoy helping him get prepped for it
➵ i also imagine that he especially likes a chastity device with a urethra rod so he has to get permission from you to pee
➵ something he really enjoys with or without the cage is cockwarming! he loves the feeling of you inside of him and when you praise him for sitting still. he finds it especially thrilling when you’re cockwarming him out in the open having to remain still even though someone could come across you any second, his senses elevated as he becomes super aware of his surroundings
➵ another discovery he makes is that he loves engaging in role play, especially when it involves a future victim who isn’t aware they’re taking part in it. after they’re killed he is so so sensitive and wants you to tell him how well he did with the scene and how that person deserved it
➵ just constantly desperate to hear you assure him that all his actions please you!
BUBBA SAWYER cw: reader is implied to have cock/strap on, overstimulation, feminization, exhibitionism
➵ he gets so excited anytime you touch him, and when you kiss him he can’t keep his hands still or stop himself from sloppily kissing or licking your skin
➵ he never takes long to cum, and even though he easily falls into overstimulation he prefers for you to fuck him roughly and loves when you pinch his clit, spank his pussy, or leave hickeys on his inner thighs or stomach
➵ he wants you to call him your pretty girl! he gets so excited when you buy him dresses or lingerie he has to try them on immediately and have you fuck him in it
➵ you have to patiently help him build up to it, but he ends up enjoying exhibitionism! he’s frequently worried about trespassers that could be a danger to you or his family, but you help him face that fear by convincing him to let you fuck him outside in a semi open space.
➵ he wears dresses and his pretty woman face for your outside rendezvous. you shower him with compliments and praise as you always do; additionally, you tell him that if anyone did happen to see you fucking, the only thing they’d be able to think about is how jealous they were of you for being able to fuck such a pretty girl.
➵ if given the option, his favorite place outside for you to fuck him is in the back of a pickup truck, especially when you’re on your knees fucking him against the back window where he can see your reflections
➵ on days when you can tell he’s up for it you coax him to ride you. he’s so used to being submissive in different aspects of his life that it takes him a while to understand that you’re giving him control of his movements and the pace you go at
➵ you have to guide him a lot the first few times and help him find what feels the best for him. you also have to help him choose what to do with his hands because not knowing what to do with them in the beginning, he instinctively covers his masked face with them
➵ he still prefers for you to be the one in control and fucking him but occasionally wants to ride you finding that he enjoys it when he’s feeling sexy and wants to last longer, drawing out your intimate time together
MICHAEL MYERS cw: voyeurism, reader mentioned having a cock, pet play, mention of role play and masochism
➵ definitely a voyeur, watching people without them knowing being so natural for him. when he finds himself attracted to you, i can see him not only watching you masturbate for pleasure but, being inexperienced, he wants to make mental notes of what you like, and how he might touch you if he ever did
➵ in my mind, I can picture him watching the way you move your hand on your cock, and without even realizing he begins to mirror your movements with his own hand, at least the best he can with his knife as the substitute he’s unconsciously using for your dick
➵ idk i’ve always liked the idea of him doing pet play with you before he’s even comfortable enough to let you touch him. tho that is very cat coded ig
➵ it’s not hard to imagine how the idea of a bell would come up with him always lurking. like just thoughtlessly saying he needed to wear a bell when he catches you off guard one time, and then considering your words making an offhand remark that a cat collar would actually look quite cute on him. you don’t think too much about your words until you come home one day with mikey sitting on your bed with a cat collar on the bed beside him
➵ after that, the kitty comments you direct at mikey come frequently and it's not too long before you convince him to wear the cat ears you bought as well. in getting closer to you it's easier to add another layer than taking off his mask physically and metaphorically speaking. and he discovers he’s really turned on by the fact that you call him "my kitty"
➵ he’s also a silly guy though so he definitely takes off the collar sometimes so he can still surprise you. just tilting his head in that cute way when you point out it’s obvious he scared you on purpose
➵ fast forward to when he does let you touch him… i can see him, especially at first, liking when you give his unclothed cock a hand job with his overalls still on, him holding the top together so really just his cock and a bit of his happy trail are visible. I think it helps him ease into things and I also see him preferring not to have his cum on his own skin so he likes that it’s spurting onto his clothes instead
➵ some other things I think he likes but won't go into detail about are you using toys on him, role play, you playing with his tits, and him just being a general masochist!
BRAHMS HEELSHIRE cw: pet play, scent kink, piss, possessiveness, reader mentioned having cock, somnophilia
➵ really he could be summarized as a puppy boy and a brat, but let’s talk about it anyway!
➵ he has a major scent kink and being a puppy boy and a brat ofc that means he’s going to be pissing on some of your things
➵ it always happens when you’re gone - how dare you leave him alone! - sometimes it’s because he gets too carried away humping your pillow but other times it’s out of jealously
➵ oh? you bring something new home that someone ELSE gave to you? pisses on it.
➵ oh? there’s this scent of cologne that he’s never smelled on your jacket before? pisses on it.
➵ oh? you’re going to make him spend a night alone in your bed? pisses on it.
➵ i also like the idea of him putting on your undergarments when you’re not home from your bin of dirty clothes of course. he’s always struggled to look at himself in mirrors but it’s different when he can focus his attention on the way he plays with himself while wearing something of yours. he doesn’t even try to hide it, you undressing him that evening to find him still wearing your undergarments stained with his cum
➵ his actions require some form of punishment, which he only enjoys if you reward him for taking the punishment like a good boy.
➵ peeing on your things instead of his pee pad? well, you’ll just have to tie him up and make him watch you piss on it since he doesn’t know how to. it makes him so upset knowing that he could be your pee pad or urinal instead. he could have your scent on him. he only lets you tie him up because afterward, he gets to suck your cock, perhaps getting lucky enough to taste a small dribble of piss that was left in your bladder.
➵ he’s not allowed to sleep in your bed for one night? only if you let him ride you on it the next day. while he loves being roughly fucked by you, liking the thought that you can’t contain yourself, he also wants to ride you from time to time
➵ you often keep him in check making sure he doesn’t get too carried away, but when he rides you let him be as eager as he pleases. he can fuck himself on your cock at whatever pace he likes, for however long he likes, and touch you wherever he wants
➵ you have to give him permission on specific nights when he’s allowed play with your cock while you're sleeping because if not you’d wake up every morning with your cock being warmed by his mouth or his hole
STU MACHER cw: pet play, implied that you aren't exclusive, facefucking with reader implied to have cock/strap on, overstimulation, mention of stuffing + emetophilia, piss, one mention of reader who menstruates + period sex + blood, mention of drug use
➵ whew playful puppy boy that tries to hide how obsessed he is with you and how badly he wants you to be obsessed with him
➵ he doesn’t have to be the only one you play with, but if other pets are around he has to prove he’s your good boy, the best boy
➵ he’s always doing something to get some type of reaction out of you for his own amusement, constantly testing your limits when you’re alone trying to see how much he can get away with. and he likes it when you push his limits in a different way
➵ seeing how long he can let you face fuck him even when he’s gagging and tears dot the corner of his eyes
➵ seeing how long he can watch you fuck someone else without touching himself if he wants to fucked himself
➵ seeing how many times he can cum, which has to be at least until he’s overstimulated and crying
➵ seeing how much he can eat before he’s throwing up
➵ seeing how long he can hold his piss for you. though he’s not satisfied by just drinking water and holding. he only enjoys it if you’re teasing him or he’s teasing you by making it harder for himself to hold
➵ ways he likes you to tease him include edging him, straddling him and pressing on his bladder, not letting him press his legs together, making him watch you wet yourself, and pouring water onto his groin
➵ ways he likes to tease you and himself include always insisting he can drink more, showing you how many jumping jacks he can do, grinding against his puppy pad, and masturbating in front of you sometimes while on the phone with billy
➵ if you menstruate he wants to go down on you. he loves the mess and will go out of his way to make it as messy as possible
➵ he also just likes to go down on you in general. at a certain stage of being high, all he wants to do is have his head between your thighs, laying there for as long as you let him. he’ll rotate between moving his tongue against you languidly, kissing anywhere his lips can reach, and nuzzling his face into you
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