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Naiha: Cal, we've known each other for a long time, right? You've come to respect me?

Callion: Sure.

Naiha: Well, get ready to stop.

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tbkc replied to your post “F!dep sneaking into John’s ranch at night and John comes home to find...”

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Oh gosh thank you!! I felt absolutely filthy after writing it but its worth it when I get feedback like this! <333

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Of course! Thanks so much for reading my fics, including the non-Negan ones :D 

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hi! could you do some hcs about hopper and his gf going to a fancy event and him being all handsy?

I’m so sorry this has taken so long!! Thank you so much for requesting this, I hope you’re doing okay!

NSFW below the cut!

Hopper hates going out.

Actually, hate is a strong word.

He hates going somewhere he doesn’t know. He doesn’t like going out. If he could, he’d hole up in his trailer until the end of time with beer, his record player, crime novels and a TV.

That was before he met you. When he did... well, he kind of started to like going out, as long as it was with you. In your first few months of dating, you went to the cinema, to restaurants, to shops, to his favourite bar, over to his colleagues’ houses for BBQs and dinners and he found that maybe, slightly, a little bit, sometimes, he enjoyed himself. As long as you were back at his or yours by midnight.

‘oKaY CiNdErElLa’ you are oft to say as he pulls his jacket on and eyes up the door.

The Hawkins City Hall Gala is an event that happens every year, once a year to celebrate the bravest and best of Hawkins, with some citizens invited who are honoured, and officials and those from the police, hospital and fire department also in attendance. It sounds fancy? It isn’t. As much as Mayor Kline likes to put on a show, get all those invited dressed up to the nines and free champagne going, it’s just an adult version of a school awards assembly.

Hopper has to go. Has to. When he once tried to decline, Kline sent a huge gift basket to his trailer and to the Station every day until he called and said ‘ACTUALLY YES I WILL COME’.

Usually he goes with his work buddies and they bring their wives or girlfriends and they’ll hang around in a corner drinking and eating until the awards ceremony starts and then they’ll all sit together at the back bored out of their minds.

You’ve been dating for nearly six months when it comes round to it, and he invites you, in the way that Hopper would invite.

‘It’s just a shitty little ego parade thing for Kline, some people are good there, they deserve the awards sometimes, but more often than not it’s just some kids and old people gettin’ ‘em for living a long time or doing the most paper rounds or some shit like that, but the food’s good and the drinks are free ‘cause Kline wants everyone to have a good time and it finishes at about 11 and then there’s the after-party which is usually shitty, too, so we can just come home or go to a bar with the guys and their girls or just come home, I don’t mind.’

‘... So do you want me to come.’

‘Yeah. If you’re not busy or have anything better to do ‘cause really it is so shitty─’

‘I’ll come.’

‘You sure? It’s really shitty, it’s just the worst─’

‘Stop, I’m coming.’ you will be

On the night, you’ll be dressed up to the nines like everyone else, wearing your favourite outfit, which also happens to be Hop’s favourite outfit on you, but he likes anything on you so it doesn’t exactly count, and he’s in a suit, one hand in his pocket, the other holding yours.

After being greeted by Kline and his wife on the steps, the Mayor’s constant grin verging on maniacal, Hop’ll make a beeline for the nearest drinks and you’ll just have caught up with him when he’s heading to a corner, his colleagues already there with their partners. They’ll have hoarded some food and beer and champagne bottles already and you’ll resign yourself to the not so terrible idea of just hanging out here all night.

Hop’s hand will settle on your lower back and a conversation with start up about the food or the drink or Kline, in hushed tones, and that’ll be it.

Except you start to feel Hopper’s hand drifting down a little.

And then a lot.

Your back is to the wall, so no one can see, but you’re very much hoping no one notices your slightly widening eyes, your lips parting then quickly closing, and the hitching in your breath.

Hopper, on the other hand, is cool as a cucumber, nodding and carrying out a conversation with Powell without missing a beat. His hand is now fully cupping your ass, fingers splaying and gently caressing. You have to fight very hard to stop your back from arching.

You bastard...

What is it about him and his touch that has you turned on in seconds?

His fingers drift lower, sliding in until they’re near your covered pussy, and damn him...

Your attention is drawn away, momentarily, by someone standing at the other end of the room calling for everyone’s attention. As the preliminary speeches start, your little group quietens, but Hopper’s hand doesn’t move.

It slides even closer, his fingers caressing in slow, light circles.

You have to fight so hard to keep your breathing even, your hands clasped tightly in front of you.

Hopper shifts his stance slightly, his head leaning down, and he murmurs into your ear so only you can hear;

‘I bet you’re wet already, aren’t you.’

Oh, fuck.

Clearing your throat, you smile politely at your group and excuse yourself quietly, saying you need to use the restroom. Hopper’s hand slides off your ass, but not before his fingers give a slight squeeze.

Message received.

You have to ask one of the staff where the restroom even is, hoping your slightly flushed and faintly jittery attitude will just be interpreted as confusion and a desperate need to go.

She points towards a grand staircase and tells you to go right before it. You do, your heart pounding with anticipation.

God, this place is fancy.

Hopper mutters all the time about how Kline has poured the majority of the town’s money into this place, and, hell, next time he mutters you’re going to join him.

There are three doors, all having a gold ‘W/C’ on them. You open the furthest one at the end of the corridor and step in, quickly closing the door behind you and leaving it unlocked before you survey the room. It’s very fancy.

Gold everywhere. Gold everything.

You pull a slight face at trying to take it all in, the slightly dim lighting shining off of it all.

Then, the door opens behind you.

Turning, you watch Hopper step in, your breath catching in your throat. His eyes are on you, darker, focused. Closing the door, he doesn’t even blink as he locks it.

‘Are you?’ he asks in a low, gravelled tone.

Your three seconds of silence are just to tease him.

‘Yes.’

He closes the distance between you in two seconds.

Hands cupping your face, he captures your lips in a fierce, demanding kiss, long fingers spreading across the sides of your neck. You return it instantly, hands gripping at the back of his suit jacket to both steady yourself and keep him against you.

He’ll take you hard against the counter, your hands having to grip the sink as he thrusts into you from behind, hands tight on your hips.

‘Look at me...’ he’ll growl, and you’ll lift your gaze, meeting his in the reflection of the gilded mirror as moans tumble from your lips. ‘... Yeah... Look at me while I fuck you, sweetheart... while my cock’s deep inside you... I want you to look at me while I feel you cum...’

No one will notice that it takes you both ten minutes to return, and that you’re still trying to catch your breath, and his shirt is rumpled, tie now knotted too tightly.

It’ll only take a few moments for his hand to return to your ass, and a smile will pull at your lips, his last words to you lingering in your mind.

‘Oh, you just wait until we’re home, sweetheart...’

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Resistance (LokixOC)

A quick smutty one shot for @my-world-of-imagines milestone challenge, congrats beautiful <3 You can still join here

Prompt: “Stop hiding, I know you’re in there.”

Warnings: Language, Dubious Consent, Smut, Sex, Vaginal sex, Vaginal fingering, Oral sex, Mirror sex, Spanking, Punishments, Choking, Possessive Loki, Use of the word ‘whore’, Hair pulling, Dom/Sub undertones

Raven’s P.O.V

I'd recently attempted to flee from Asgard. The plan had failed, and Loki had dragged me all the way back to the palace. He was no longer the man I had married. Everything had changed the day we had gone to Jotunheim. When his father had gone into an Odin sleep. When we had been crowned king and queen of Asgard. He wanted to destroy Jotunheim, their whole race. I couldn't be a part of that. I'd been with egotistical psychos before, he wasn't allowed a second chance. I would make another escape attempt soon.

I'd been allowed out of our room and I'd taken this small opportunity to hide in another spare bedroom. I just hoped he would leave me alone. That was short lived however as there was a knock at the door. My stomach dropped, why couldn't he just leave me alone? “Stop hiding from me, my love, I know your in there,” came his voice from the other side of the door. I remained silent in the hopes that maybe he would just go away. Unfortunately, not. He tried the door handle, sighing as he realised it was locked. “Open the door,” he demanded.

I remained where I was, too afraid to move. We both knew he would get in eventually. The next time Loki tried to door handle, the door opened. He’d likely used his magic to unlock it. He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. I was trapped. I had no choice but to face him. He stepped closer and I took a step back, wanting to keep distance between us. “Why do you hide from me, my queen?” He asked. “You know why.” “If I’m that bad you would have done better to resist me last time.” “You didn’t give me much choice.” “Perhaps I should have kept you in that collar longer.”

Loki closed the distance between us, now having me backed against the wall. “I’m not sure I like how stubborn your being, my queen,” he spoke, a warning clear in his voice. I felt like spitting at him, but I knew that would get me in more trouble. All I could do was remain silent. “What happened to my obedient little whore? So willing to let me do just about anything to her,” Loki questioned mockingly. That struck a nerve with me. I drew my hand back and struck him across the face. Loki hissed before wrapping a hand around my throat. “If you weren’t my wife I would have you executed for that. I guess I’ll have to find a more fitting punishment,” he threatened.

Loki forced his lips on mine, keeping a possessive hand around my neck. I tried to remain calm, tried to keep my body and mind from giving into him. His free hand wandered across the front of my dress, squeezing my breasts through the thin fabric. My body began to react, a heat starting to build between my legs. Loki tore the garment from me, proving how flimsy the material was. His hand went between my legs, rubbing me through my lacy panties. He smirked when he felt the wet patch. “You might hate what I want to do to others, but you can’t deny how much you love what I do to you,” he taunted. I whined, desperate for more contact. I knew once this was all over I would regret this and be mad at myself for giving in, but right now I couldn’t tell right from wrong.

“So wet for me already and I’ve hardly done anything,” he continued. Loki finally removed the hand from around my neck only to replace it with his lips. He kissed and nipped at my sensitive areas, knowing it would only fuel my lust for him. I bit my lip, desperate to not make a sound. Loki pushed my panties inside and forced two fingers into my wetness. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning as he started a fast pace. Loki sucked a purple mark into my neck, moving down and leaving others along my shoulders and collarbones. I wanted more, so much more. My hips bucked, and I pleaded with my eyes, hoping he would give me what I wanted.

He ignored my silent plea, continuing the pace he had already set. Loki started rubbing my clit with his thumb, forcing more moans from me. With his free hand he hooked a leg over his hip, giving him better access. I gripped his forearm, my nails digging into his armour. Loki started to curl his fingers against my g-spot, my orgasm starting to build quickly. Loki continued to bring me to the edge before pulling his fingers from me, denying me release. I made a sound a frustration. Loki’s lips moved up to my ear. “Beg,” he whispered.

My stubbornness reawakened, and I shoved him back. He didn’t look impressed, letting out a sigh of impatience. “I think you want to be punished again, why else would you be acting like this?” Loki smirked. This time he grabbed a fistful of my hair, dragging me over to the bed. “You need to be taught how to be obedient, good obedient whores get rewards,” he continued. Loki sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling me across his lap. I braced myself for the first strike. “You’ll get ten and you’ll count every single one. If not, we’ll start again,” he threatened. Finally, he brought his hand down, a light sting spreading across the skin.

“One,” I forced out. Satisfied Loki brought his hand down on the other cheek, spreading the pain. My fists clenched, as I did my best to ignore the sting. “Two,” I continued. He continued his assault, each spank getting harder and in a different spot. It was getting harder to count. Finally, we reached ten, my ass likely red with his handprint spread across my skin. Loki stroked over the skin as if to soothe it. “Much better, now that you’ve learnt your lesson, on your hands and knees,” he ordered. I climbed down from his lap, getting into position on the floor. Loki undressed himself before kneeling behind me.

He leaned down, nipping at the backs of my thighs and my rear. I squealed and writhed only to be held in place. Loki stopped leaving more marks on me, deciding to pleasure me with his tongue instead. I moaned softly, arching my back for more. He continued, circling my clit with his tongue whilst he held me in place, so I couldn’t buck into his face. “Loki, please,” I finally caved in. I felt him smirk against me. “Only because you asked so nicely,” he spoke. Whilst he stopped torturing me with his tongue that didn’t completely stop his teasing however.

He pressed himself against me, now teasing me with the head of his cock. I whined, pressing myself back against him. “Please,” I begged once more. Finally, he gave me what I wanted, slowly pushing into me. I moaned, attempting to grab fistfuls of the carpet beneath us. Loki started a rough pace, his hips slamming against mine. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled back hard. “Look at yourself when I fuck you, look how desperate you look,” he taunted. In front of us was a floor length mirror, reflecting both our imagines back at us. All I could do was moan in response.

Loki continued the rough pace, the room slowly filling with the sound of skin on skin and our moans and curses. Loki used my hair as leverage to pull me back onto him, his free hand gripping my waist. My scalp stung but the pace he had set was a good distraction from the pain. I did my best to push back against him, trying to match his pace. He pushed my face down into the carpet, my ass raised in the air as he continued fucking me hard. My nails continued to dig into the carpet, my moans now muffled by the flooring. Loki reached between us, finding my clit. At this point I was desperate to cum, having been built up so many times just to be denied release. I needed it. My orgasm built quickly once more, my legs shaking a little.

Loki pulled me up by my hair again, forcing me to look at myself once more. “I want you to watch as I make you cum,” he growled. He continued rubbing my clit, desperate to make me finish. A few more strokes and I finally reached my much-needed climax with a loud cry of his name. I writhed, my back arching, my hips bucking as he continued working me through my orgasm. Loki reached his own a few moments later, cursing through gritted teeth. He rolled me on to my stomach, leaning down to kiss me hard. “We’re far from finished here, my queen.”

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[onlyagayaway]

Naiha: alright team my policy is if you see something say something.

Sen, raising her hand: I saw a frog on the sidewalk today.

Naiha: perfect that is exactly what I'm talking about.

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[radiojamming]

tbkc

OH MY THIS KILLED ME I COULDNT TELL IF I WAS READING FANFICTION OR CANON. WOOWOOWOW ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

THAT IS THE NICEST COMPLIMENT WOAH

#ubisoft hire me i'll make shit sad #or ridiculous idk man what do u want from me #u want a story about jacob flipping pancakes but his Big Beef arms are too much and they stick to the ceiling? #shit i can do that

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[tsuki-sennin]

Aight, yo. Touhou - Beam Katana Chronicles Chapter 2 is now live.

The next chapter of my fanfic has been uploaded. If you’re a fan of both No More Heroes and Touhou, you might like it, so check the story out here. If you could leave a review telling me what I do right and wrong, I’d totally appreciate it.

Also, anything I talk about on this relating to this story will be henceforth tagged with “touhou - beam katana chronicles” and “tbkc”. You can ask anything you want about the story here too.

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[thewalkingdead-imagines]

tbkc replied to your post “TWD ~ Negan Imagine - “Dead or Alive or”(1)”

WOW !!! THAT WAS SO GOOD !!!!!!!!!!

Thank you, that means a lot!!