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astarionancuntnin · 14 days

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Undisclosed Desires (Chapter 2)

summary: its the day after you and astarion indulged in each other's embrace. it shouldve been a once done deal, nothing more, but that last night ended with you questioning your feelings for the pale elf. you struggle to come to terms with those and the day might prove more difficult as you get trapped alone with him in a secluded dungeon

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rating: E

word count: 4k

pairing: astarion x you (afab!reader (she/her pronouns used), sorceress tav)

cw: 18+. smut, porn with little-to-no plot, karlach gets hurt for the sake of the porn (shes doing her part o7), denial of feelings, sexual tension through the roof, dom!tav/reader, teasing, dry humping, begging, ear licking, vampire bites, kinda praise kink, sorta breeding kink, your honor- theyre both brat switches fighting to top the other.

a/n: at long last, chapter 2! i had so much fun with the dialogues, i hope you enjoy them as much as i did uwu. also, inspo song at the beginning is the same as chapter 1, but a different part of the song, and end of chapter song is a different one (that i linked at the end). let me know how you feel about the dynamic in this chapter 👀

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I shut my eyes

You call but I just cut the line

I know your style

I know that you want one more night

And I'm backsliding

Into this just one more time

You wake up this morning to the sound of your companions talking nearby. Instinctively, you reach for the spot next to you, only to find it empty. Figures. If it wasn’t for the aching pain in your muscles and the dizziness of your mind, you’d think what happened last night was just a dream.

The way Astarion had ravaged your body, how feral he was, the taste of him on your lips, how he felt between your legs…

Instinctively, you rub your thighs together, chasing the feeling from the previous night. You already feel that warmth between your legs as a result of those memories flooding back to you. You hear laughing outside your tent and it brings you back to the present moment ; your companions are probably waiting for you.

You quickly push aside any thoughts of him and reach for your clothes to get dressed up for the day. You take some time to prepare for what your companions have to say about the sounds that came from your tent last night. They had to have heard.

As you take your first step outside, Karlach is the first to greet you.

“Hey Soldier! Slept well? Doubt it was restful but it looks like you had the time of your life!” She nudges you.

“You can say that again! Those screams made me believe she was dying in there!” Shadowheart shouts, sitting near the campfire, before her and Karlach start laughing.

You feel yourself turn redder after each remark. Hells, I didn’t realize how loud I was.

“It did sound… intense. Are you sure you’re alright?” Wyll speaks up, more worried about you.

You lift your blushing face which was hiding in shame between your hands. “Oh, yeah no, I’m fine just- um,” you turn to Shadowheart, “Can I ask you to cast lesser restoration on me, please?”

She looks at you puzzled, “Can’t you cast it on yourself?”

“The only thing I wanna cast on myself at this very moment is eldritch blast, now, can you please cast the damn spell?”

“So much for the ‘great sorceress with limitless talents’,” she mocks you, reminding you of the very words you used back when you introduced yourself to her.

“SHADOW.”

“Fine, fine,” she scoots over the log, making space for you. “Come here, I’ll take care of you.”

You walk over to her and you sigh as you sit down, completely slouched over.

“Gods, he really did a number on you, huh,” she casts lesser restoration and you straighten up, instantly feeling much better.

“Yeah, you should see the other guy,” you say, smiling, proud to have gained back your wits.

“Speaking of,” Wyll interjects. “We haven’t seen him all morning. We fully expected him to come out of your tent.”

“Huh, I did wake up alone,” you confess. “I just assumed he went back to his tent.”

“Heh! Maybe he’s still in there recuperating from your night together!” Karlach shouts, before laughing some more.

“Alright, alright, I’ll go check up on him,” you roll your eyes as you get up to walk towards his tent.

You’re glad it’s placed far enough from the campfire to be out of your friend’s sights. You didn’t want to give them more ideas if they saw you with the vampire this morning. You call out his name before opening the flap of his tent, only to reveal it to be empty.

“Looking for something?”

You slightly jump, as if you were caught doing something you shouldn’t have, and quickly turn around to face him.

“Gods, you startled me.”

He walks towards you, shirtless, with his hair still damp from his morning bathing and his trousers hanging loosely around his hips.

“Terribly sorry dear, I would never do this to you intentionally.”

His little smile is unnerving. Your heartbeat quickens, and you frown at yourself; You can’t allow yourself to falter this early in the day. You take a deep breath, your way to gain back control over yourself.

“We’re almost ready to leave, so I came looking for you,” you try to look elsewhere but you’re mesmerized by his sight.

“Well, here I am now. Can I… help you with something?”

He raises his hand and strokes your cheek gently with the back of it, his face dangerously getting near yours. You feel your face burning hotter and it takes everything in you to push yourself away from him.

“We should really go, just– get dressed. I’ll uh, I’ll wait for you around the campfire with the others.”

You turn around completely flustered and walk back to your companions.

“Again?!” Karlach exclaims as she sees the state you’re in. “At this rate, you’ll turn redder than me!”

You wanna crawl into the depths of the hells and never come back up.

—

Today’s quest brings you to a secluded dungeon. Your findings from the previous days led you there in search for more information about an artifact you previously found throughout your adventure. If you’re correct, you should find here what’s missing for it to work. Now the only thing left to do is actually finding that missing piece.

With a swift flick of his wrist, Astarion opens the door to the lower grounds. As the door opens, you’re greeted by damp air and a musty smell. The place is dusty and covered in spiderwebs. Whatever you’re looking for must be here judging by the fact that no one has been down here in ages. You all walk in and notice that the place is a damned maze filled with countless rooms. You split up from the group, starting the search on your own, and the first room you walk in greets you with an absurdly obvious trap. You sigh, discouraged, as you fall back against the wall next to the entrance. Guess I won’t be able to avoid him much longer.

“Astarion? A hand?!” Your voice echoes through the hallways, followed by the sound of his footsteps.

He makes his way towards you nonchalantly, “You called, dear?”

“Can you take care of this?” You point towards the device.

He leans over you, his arms caging you between him and the wall, “I could, if you were to ask nicely.” His face hovers dangerously close to you, you can feel his cold breaths ghosting over your lips. It would be so easy to just tilt your head up and close the gap… No, you can’t let him win this. Last night was just a mutual agreement. An exchange of sorts. Nothing more, nothing less.

You cross your arms over your chest, creating some distance between the two of you, “Don’t push your luck.”

“Oh well, I assume you know how to deal with such an intricate mechanism then, if you’re so much better than I am?”, he wears his typical shit-eating grin.

You roll your eyes and step over your pride, “Fine. Can you please disarm this trap so we can carry on?”

“See? Now, was that so hard?” He gives you a playful look before getting to work.

You stand next to him as he fickles with the machinery when you hear a loud commotion from afar.

“FUCK!”

You recognize the voice from your fiery friend and waste no time running towards the source of her scream, only to find her in a terrible state with Shadowheart kneeling next to her. Her leg is barely recognizable. Whatever got her rendered her unable to fight from now on.

“What happened?!”

“Godsdamned trap got me, shit!” She keeps groaning in pain.

“Alright, Shadowheart, do you think you can take care of her wounds?”

“I can stabilize her, but she won’t be able to carry on with her injuries, we need to head back to camp as soon as possible so I can tend to her,” she explains.

“Okay, okay,” your eyes wander between your friends as you’re thinking of a solution. “Yeah, okay, you’re right, I’m not risking Karlach’s life on this,” the cleric nods in agreement, “But we can’t back track now. Who knows what else this trap triggered, it might’ve alarmed someone. We are so close to finding the answer, I can't risk letting it slip past us.”

Shadowheart raises as she’s about to argue but you cut her off, “Don’t worry, I still believe you two should head to the camp. Astarion and I will carry on.” You feel Shadowheart’s glare of disapproval. “I swear we’ll be careful and we’ll run back to you guys should we encounter a situation that's too much for us.” You try to reassure your friend.

“Oooooooo, keeping Fangs all to yourself?” Karlach never missed an opportunity to tease you, even when in insufferable pain. You could respect that.

“Oh please, if it were up to me, he would be the one in that trap.”

“Rude,” Astarion remarks from behind you. You can’t help the smirk creeping up on your face.

“Fine,” the half-elf frowns in resignation. “We’ll head back– but don’t do anything stupid.”

“We wouldn’t dream of it,” Astarion adds sarcastically, as the two walk away.

With half of your party gone, you lose no time continuing your research. You didn’t want to spend any more time than necessary with half the manpower in unknown territory. You pass a few halls and rooms, each containing an absurd amount of traps for what little they were hiding, slowly getting discouraged from your lack of findings, when you hear rumble afar.

You both still, listening to the sounds, when you realize they are making their way towards you.

“Hide!”, you barely whisper.

Before he can react, you roughly drag Astarion with you in the next open room and slam the door behind you. You acted faster than you could think ; the sound of the door was loud and the footsteps are now getting faster and louder. You try to remain calm to avoid drawing any more attention than necessary when you see the expression change on your companion’s face, followed by him yelling.

“What in the sweet hells is wrong with–!”

You don’t give him time to finish his sentence as you push him against the stone wall by his waist with the force of your whole body, while your other hand covers his mouth. You stare intensely into his eyes and mouth a “shh”, as silent as you can, to convey the urgency for him to shut up as the rumble of the footsteps get even closer to your location. He blinks rapidly and nods, understanding your motion, but brings his hand up to remove yours from his mouth. You hear the footsteps stop nearby and your heart pounding in your chest as your breathing stills. Your eyes dart towards the door, anxiety building up in your chest. Anything could be outside. You cannot risk getting into a fight you couldn’t handle. Against his own good, Astarion speaks up yet again.

“Let’s just kill–”

And you shut him up, again.

This time, with a kiss.

It’s a surprise to both of you. It was sudden, instinctive. You’re not sure what took over you, but at this moment, it seemed to be the best course of action. You stay motionless for a moment before pulling away, slowly. You hear the sounds outside your room getting further away and you finally breathe out in relief. He looks at you with an annoying smile painted over his face.

You notice him observing you. “You really need to learn when to shut up,” you say, a poor excuse to try and justify your actions, as a blush takes place over your cheeks.

His lidded eyes observe your lips before making eye contact again, “And you think you know better?”

“I know I do,” you frown slightly.

He keeps smiling, that damn annoyingly confident smile. “I’m afraid you’ll have to teach me, then. I’ve been known to be awfully loud.”

You scoff. The audacity of this man.

Initially, that first kiss was never supposed to lead to anything else. It was spontaneous, a means to an end, just like your last night spent together. Anything to stop him from talking, whatever would save you from being found. But you couldn’t deny the feelings that fluttered in your stomach, the butterflies in your chest.

He continues, his words dripping with sarcasm, “I’m sure a sorceress of your expertise must have some way to silence a noisy rogue like myself.”

You realize then : all along, you didn’t hate him, you hated the fact that you were attracted to him, to that damn attitude of his. Truth is, you couldn’t have enough of that banter between the two of you. Every morning, that was the thing you were looking forward to. There was no denying yourself anymore ; you chased the feeling of arguing with this overblown, pretentious asshole. You wanted him, in more ways than one, and in any way he would offer himself to you.

“I can think of a few tricks,” you lean over him the same way he did you earlier, your faces barely an inch apart.

“Try me,” his voice is barely a whisper by now.

You let your feelings guide your next move as you pull him in by the collar of his armor, crashing your lips against his. If he saw this as a game, you intended to win. As the kiss depends, you’re taken back to that scenario you played in your head the night before, prior to Astarion’s visit.

At the next corner, you would’ve pushed him by the waist against the nearest wall and shut his pretty mouth up.

Your kiss started out rough, but it quickly became passionate, it engulfed both of you into a world of your own. His hands roamed up your back and down your waist, pulling you in closer, reaching for more contact. Your sorcerer robe allowed for you to feel how tightly he grabbed you and yet, it didn’t feel like enough. You wished for nothing more than having your skin being ravished by his touch.

You would’ve taken the chance to let one of your hands roam through his silky smooth, curly hair, pulling it enough to get a moan out of him.

Oh, and how soft it was. Freshly washed from this morning, his curls felt like silk through your fingers. You let your hands linger in his hair, combing through it, before lightly pulling it back. He groans in your mouth as a response, not parting from your lips just yet, and you smile through it.

How you would’ve parted his legs with your own, and grinded against his crotch, feeling his growing bulge.

You easily push yourself between his legs and grind against him. He pulls back from your kiss then, gasping in surprise. With the threat outside the room being long gone, you welcomed any noise you would get out of him. You feel his cock getting harder against your leg and you keep rubbing him up and down, creating more pressure over his member. He rests his head on your shoulder, breathing hard, his hold on you getting tighter.

“Hells, darling, I didn’t think you had it in you,” he pants.

“Mmh, seems like I’ve got a lot more to teach you then.”

You reach for your trousers under your robe, letting them fall down after loosening your belt, before reaching for his, pulling them down just low enough to expose his cock which is already leaking with pre-come. He hisses when you grab a hold of him, your mere touch sending shivers down his spine.

You smirk at the visible reaction he has to you, feeling powerful over him. Such a contrast compared to your last night tryst. This time, you were guiding this dance.

You guide him towards your entrance, only to grind yourself over him. He slides so easily between your wet folds and you can’t help the moan escaping your lips. The friction over your clit is nothing short of euphoric. You swing your hips back and forth, coating his length with your arousal, as he holds onto your waist for dear life. You grab his face and pull him closer so your foreheads touch, then take a moment to admire the mess you’re making of him, and by the Gods, what a pretty mess he was. His parted lips, gasping between each stroke you would allow him, his eyes fluttering open, lost in the feeling of your thighs squeezing him, his roughed up curls from the sweat building up on his forehead.

He was beautiful.

You feel him moving on his own, trying to change positions so he has more control, but it's not something you will allow this time. You take his hands from your waist and push them against the wall he was leaning against, never stopping the rhythm you had going on.

“What do you think you're doing?” Your voice is coated with desire.

“Please, let me in,” he begs.

“Do you think you deserve it?”, you say, playfully.

“Gods, I– yes, yes I do!”, he whines.

“Beg more.”

“What?! I will not–”, before he can finish his sentence, you reach for his ear with your tongue and give it a lick from the base to the tip. “Mmmgh ah, fuck–”

“What was that?” You nibble on his ear.

“I– Ah–,” his entire resolve crumbles. “Please, love, I need you please,” he begs again, his voice faltering.

You continue to lick and nibble on his ear. “See? Now, was that so hard?” you tease, using his own words against him.

“Oh, you little– ah–!”

You cut him off as you raise your leg to hook it to his hips allowing you for a better angle as you push him inside you slowly. You’re so wet from teasing him that he slides in without any resistance.

You throw your head back, taking in the feeling of him filling you, and at the vision of your exposed neck, Astarion leans in the crook of your neck, bared fangs scratching the spot he previously fed from you. You feel his cold breath along with the wetness of his tongue, lapping at your healed wound. You sense what he wants to do and although you crave it and you would let him do it, you don’t wanna give in so easily.

You stop all motion and with him buried deep inside of you, your hand lingering in his hair grabs a handful of curls to pull him back, away from your prized neck, holding him in place.

He growls insistently, his true nature coming back to him.

“Give me one good reason,” you tug harder.

Through his ragged breath, he smiles playfully, “I just wanted a snack for the road.”

“You drank last night, you don’t need it,” your tone comes out raspy and aggressive despite your enjoyment of the situation.

“But you want this,” he pauses, watching your reaction. Your answer isn’t spoken, as much as it’s seen : your chest rises higher with each panting breath you take, your eyes flutter, drunk on lust, and your core is dripping wet, your combined fluids leaking against your leg. “Don't you?” He knows both of you know it's a fight for control.

You thrust roughly, once, to reassert your position over him, making him whimper. “And just what makes you think that?”

He locks eyes with you, a grin painting over his face. “You seemed to enjoy it last time.”

“Hardly.”

“My dear, you can deny it all you want, but I can read you like an open book.”

You hated how he always managed to have the last word. One day, you tell yourself, It’ll be me. But for now…

“Shut up and bite me.”

The second you let go of your grasp in his hair, Astarion dives in the nook of your neck, plunging his fangs in your pulsating vein. You cry out at the sharp sting you feel and once the initial pain settles in, you pick back up the rhythm you had earlier, making the elf groan as he drinks you in. He was right, his bites had the effect of an aphrodisiac on you. You would never tell him though, his ego was inflated enough as is, admitting it would only make him more insufferable than he already is.

His hold on you became tighter and the more he drank, the less your strength allowed you to keep your position, but the build up down your stomach only grew. You didn't want to falter so close to the end.

“Astarion…” you warn him.

He growls against your neck and takes one last sip of your liquid gold before removing his fangs from you, licking off the new wound he created to clean you up. That's something else you could appreciate from the vampire ; no matter how selfish you found him, he did seem to respect the boundaries you established. He would absolutely push all of your buttons but when it came to sex he seemed more attentive, responsive. You never wanted to fall for him, but your heart had other plans.

You cross your arms around his neck, closing any remaining distance between your two bodies and with all the energy left in you, you thrust harder, and faster, letting yourself get lost in the overwhelming feeling he provided between your legs. Now that you had experienced him once, you craved getting filled up by him, only him, as much as possible, as much as he wanted to. You wanted to be his.

“Darling, I’m close–”

“Come, let go for me,” you breathe in his ear before licking him again. “You’re so pretty when you come inside me.”

Your last words combined with the stimulation you’ve given him trigger his collapse in your arms. He grasps your hips vigorously, pulling you flush against him, allowing him to unload himself deep inside of your womb. You fall over the edge shortly after, drinking in the feeling of his semen filling you up. You fantasized constantly about being filled to the brim by him. Used over and over again, leaking from his seed, the act merely done to defile you in his image. You clench around his length, your legs shaking as you picture yourself overflowing with his come and ride out the wave of electrifying pleasure that courses through you.

As you come down from your high and let your leg down, you reach for something to grab a hold of so as to not completely fall over. Astarion had completely slouched over the wall you fucked him over, he was not an option. The nearest thing that seemed solid enough was an empty torch holder placed right next to the door which you grab without second thoughts. The last thing you expected was for it to pull down as you grabbed it. Even less that it opened a secret trap door in the middle of the room, from which a pillar came out of. You stay in place for a moment, piecing together what just happened, with Astarion making eye contact with you, just as puzzled as you were.

Before you now stands an altar with a very clearly placed piece of dark metal, shaped strangely like the pattern you remember being described in the previous document you found. You put your trousers back on, dismissing the mess between your legs, and grab the missing piece, connecting it to the artifact you held, to see it click in place.

“No fucking way.”

Astarion smirks, as if he was responsible for your discovery, proud of himself, “Wouldn’t have found that out with Karlach now, would you?”

He will never let you live this down.

When you're around me, I'm radioactive

My blood is burning, radioactive

I'm turning radioactive

My blood is radioactive

My heart is nuclear

Love is all that I fear

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bubba-draws · 5 months

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Hello, could I ask you for some Radiant Vessel Hollow AU stuff? What's the general lore behind that, how did those two end up as they did and just general brainrot on the idea?

Anon this is the best birthday present ever bc i've been thinking about this au for a while now AND I WANNA TALK ABOUT IT AAAA

SO pretty much the au was born from the idea of "Wouldn't it be fucked up if Hollow ended up joining Radi?" partial inspiration comes from this song as well!

youtube

(There's a bunch of subtitles in different languages but I'm going with the english one)

To summarize, after years of fighting Radi inside their mind prison, Radi changes tactics and attempts to make Hollow join her, she promises to give them all that was taken from them, the life they deserved

Hollow doesn't fall right away of course, they try to ignore her, fight her, but after years of the same dance and song they start getting tired, no matter how hard they try Radi is never fully gone when they fight, their void not strong enough to rip her apart, and being the only one with them (The dreamers are also in Hollow's mind prison, but they're not anywhere nearby these two) they can't help but lean on her company

The closest thing I could get to describe their relationship at this point is an odd sense of solidarity, in a way both of them were done wrong by the same guy, and while it does take a lot for Hollow to understand this, deep down they knew there was a bit of resentment towards PK, one that grows in intensity the more these two spend together, and it erupts when they succumb to Radi and she turns them into a vessel for her

It's kinda like what Grimm and the Nightmare heart has going on (or at least the general HC most people got) Hollow made a deal with Radi, she will lend her powers and energy to Hollow for them to call anytime they want, to go back so she can see the world through their eyes (disclaimer: not all the time btw ASHFJKAS just when its necessary/Hollow calls her) there's no cycle of rebirth or anything here though, she's also no longer limited to Hollow's mind, she can see the whole Dream Realm now

So yeah, once Hollow is used to their new powers (and body, they got some changes in appearance) they take down the dreamers, escape the black egg, their presence making the infection spread like a wildfire and take down PK :3 (WL escaped, the knights... yeah they dont make it)

There's still some ideas I gotta clean up after this point, but I talked about this with some people and got the idea that yeah, Hollow does take over Hallownest and its people, everyone is infected to some degree? makes them more agreeable to what's going on but its not enough to make them feral anymore, some of the bugs that got modifications through the infection stay like that and while still a bit volatile, they can think enough to understand things

As for their relationship??? It's odd as fuck KJHSDFJKAH there's nothing romantic, that's for sure, it is definetely more similat to a Lord and their subordinate, but theyre like??? very close?? almost familial, when there's no job to do or Hollow needs reassurance Radi becomes the closest thing to a motherly figure they could get (Even if WL loved them there was no way she couldve shown them that) but its not enough for them to call each other family

as for the game events it would completely change, Ghost would arrive to a completely different Hallownest, where everyone is happy and nice, but the more u progress the game u realize shit's fucked up, Hornet is there as well and she came back to Hallownest to seek revenge for her mother

As to what happens to the abyss and pile of dead siblings, i'm still a bit unsure, part of me thinks Hollow wouldnt want to get rid of it but part of me knows Radi wouldnt let them have it open or even go in there, while still void the light she bestowed upon them would present a threat for the shades living there

and that's most of what I got! I still need to think of other things, but if u guys got other questions or ideas I would love love LOVE to hear them!! :D

have a quick doodle of them :3

#bubba speaks #radiance vessel au #hollow knight #the hollow knight #pure vessel #bubba doods

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beansprean · 7 months

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stumbled across your wwdits art—so cute! it also reminded me that sylvia de la cruz is also a vampire hunter by blood. in fact, iirc not only is the entire family, but none of them have...told guillermo?? (aside from at the dinner w nadja, but she hypnotized them to forget that.) and we know sylvia knows nandor's a vampire because she did try to stake him at the end there—though notably not until after guillermo pulled one out! which brings me to the funniest possible conclusion, which is that she took one look at nandor, felt los goosebumps, took a second look, saw his big bleeding heart, and went "we'll have to work on my son's taste in men but i'll let him have this. hi nandor not-a-vampire, wanna see baby photos?"

anyways. i really do wonder why no one's ever told guillermo about the old ancestral vampire hunting. did they just see him full iwtv at halloween age 10 and call an emergency meeting like "the first person to say something before he grows out of it gets staked" and then he never grew out of it.

LOL I mean it was kinda vague with how much la familia consciously KNEW - only abuela specifically said anything before they all went feral and seemed to know what los goosebumps meant - Miguel and his mom were both very confused by their physical reactions. i think abuela does call Nadja "chupasangre" (bloodsucker) but everyone else sticks to "demonio," "monstruo," "maldita" over and over like they're hypnotized, and only jump into action after abuela stands up and says smth like "monstruo debe de morir" (monster must die). There does seem to be a bit of a delay in their reaction as well, as they were dining with Nadja for at least like 20 mins before snapping, and Silvia didn't react to Nandor for probably like....hmmm. If Guillermo was bat-flying from Staten Island to the Bronx (like 15-odd miles as the crow flies), he could've been there with her for like 30-60 mins depending on how fast Guillermo can fly. Technically since I hc him as a mexican freetailed bat he can go up to 99mph but probably not for more than a few seconds, avg speed in a hurry would probably be more like 15-30mph. But let me not turn this into another 'bean talks about bats at length' moment.

Anyway I feel like la familia at large isn't fully conscious of their slayer heritage enough to really talk openly about it, like they either don't really know the specifics or pretend not to. Like it's very mythologized and entwined with their religion so just like 'yeah we stand up against evil, thats just catholicism!' but never 'vampires exist and we hunt them.' They just follow the traditions that have been passed down (wear your cross, eat your garlic; why? idk its just what we do) and follow the orders of their matriarch. Nadja may very well be the first vampire they've encountered! Guillermo also hypnotized Silvia at the end there and told her"no es peligroso" - "he's not dangerous" - which could have some very fun side effects. He very well may have made her forget again or she may just be cool about Nandor specifically now lmao.

#idk im rambling its very loosey goosey in my head #like they know but they dont KNOW know #theyre just vibin #if they get los goosebumps they kill a vampire and then just move on #either they are in a fugue state and dont even really remember doing it or they just trust that god is guiding them right #wwdits meta #de la cruces #not art

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allykatsart · 2 months

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pls i’m so feral about your deer boi oc tell me more i wanna know how the whole everyone notices he’s terrified of alastor thing goes

Who is Peccantum?

HO BOY YOU ASKED FOR IT-

Husk, of course, is the first to notice.

He's a gambler, bartender, and is far more attentive than other sinners give him credit for. Of course he notices Peccantum is treading on eggshells everywhere, and not just for comedic effect. The young buck is genuinely terrified of Alastor.

However, Husk isn't one to act on that information. Not only is it none of his business, Husk is also kind of in the same boat as Peccantum. Honestly, the bartender thinks Peccantum's fear is warranted. He does soften over time, but what can he do, really?

Angel Dust is the first to help.

It would be post episode 4, when Angel really starts to connect with others at the hotel. Angel just kinda always assumed Peccantum was a panicky, on edge weirdo. As they get to know each other a little more, Angel realizes that's not actually the case. Peccantum is usually a sarcastic, passionate, clever guy! So the way the bellhop acts around Alastor... It reminds Angel a touch too much of his situation with Val

(Not in romance or assault, but in the 'Im going to fuck with you for my own amusement' way)

So, Angel starts doing little things. He doesn't want to piss off the strawberry pimp, so no direct confrontation, but he can still help Peccantum not get jump scared. Angel greets Alastor out loud when Alastor enters a room quietly. He lingers in rooms where Peccantum would be alone otherwise. Small things that prepare Peccantum beforehand.

In return, Peccantum makes Angel warm drinks when Angel comes back from a long day. He learns recipes that Angel likes and cooks dinner. He gives Angel a book called "A hundred and one dirty jokes for the wickedly perverted." Small things.

They don't talk about it, and it's not a foolproof strategy, but it helps.

Sir Pentious, the best friend, takes it very seriously.

Sir Pentious doesn't pick up on it like Husk and Angel do, so it takes an actual conversation with Peccantum about it for him to realize it's serious. Pentious and Peccantum are Science Buddies™️ so it doesn't take long before Pentious starts coming up with inventions that might help! Magic seeking goggles, ocular augmentations, even a scanner to help identify Alastor before he appears! They have a little fun with it.

In the end, though, Pentious keeps it simple. He and Peccantum develop a secret hand signal for if Peccantum needs someone to distract Alastor. That way Peccantum can slip away and calm himself down if he's spiraling!

They also develop a secret handshake but that's beside the point.

Charlie....

Despite what everyone thinks, Charlie isn't stupid. She's observant and empathetic, and quickly picks up that Peccantum is nervous around Alastor. She can understand that, Hell, sometimes the Radio Demon makes her nervous! She's also a fixer, so would try to resolve the issue with diplomacy and setting boundaries. Sure, Alastor probably doesn't care about Peccantum, but Alastor does listen to her!

But she doesn't have the context.

I don't think Peccantum would tell her anything, and may actively try to keep his thoughts about Alastor private from her. I also think Alastor has made it clear that if Peccantum tries to hide behind Charlie, he's in for a lot worse than just some scares. Alastor defers to Charlie out of obligation and opportunity, but he refuses to have others use her to manipulate himself. Especially not a soul he owns.

Peccantum, of course, complies. He has to convincingly lie to Charlie, which makes his stomach squirm with guilt, but it's fine. He's overreacting anyways. It's fine. It's the price he chose to pay for power.

As long as he has magic, he shouldn't care what Alastor decides to do with him.

It's fine.

(No, it's not)

#Hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel headcanon #headcanon #headcannons #Hellaverse #Angel Dust #husk #Charlie #charlie morningstar #Peccantum #Hazbin hotel oc #hazbin hotel #ask #anon #answer

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New ep of Helluva Boss just came out and i actually want to talk about that one. I didnt even bother with the third one cause somehow I didnt have any strong feelings about it. Anyway, lets start.

First of course pacing. I was really suprised how fast we got into the main action, it starts literally a minute into the episode. We didnt even get a proper introduction of Andrealphus ( or however his name is written, i will just call him Andre) and its his first offical apperance. Its quite insane honestly. I really think it might have been better to do this in some other episode where plot would be focused on the divorce. It feels like they didnt know how to start this whole assasination businnes.

Also for me he seems... really boring? There isnt anything about him that we havent seen before. I dislike how Stella was portrayed too. She may have gotten a bit dumber than at the beginning, i mean she cares so much about killing Stolas that she isnt even thinking logically. Its a little weird when you consider how loveless their marriage was, it doesnt look like she has strong enough reason to hate him this much.

Another thing, her relationship with Andre seems as normal as it can be in hell. I hoped for some emotional manipulation or other toxic behaviour that may explain why Stella is such a bitch. But hell no, there was nothing super weird about them though it may be because there were shown for like 2-3 minutes in the whole ep. On one hand i am glad he is not ( at least yet) another villain, but still he felt important enough to get a proper introduction.

What also bothered me about pacing was the structure of plot A and B. Especially in the fight scene where they are paralleled. Its not a bad thing per se but it dissolves the tension. It also felt like there was no need for plot B except for keeping Blitz occupied and unable to rescue Stolas.

Now lets talk about characters. First Moxxie, as much as i am glad that he became a badass i cannot help but feel like it should have happened in 3rd ep. Him fighting his dad would be so much more powerful than dealing with three random guys on gus station and fighting Striker with Millie. This change would feel more natural. I am not saying he is weak, but his skills were mostly with guns, not physical violence. But in this ep he suddenly is very capable of that, he is also less anxious and more reliable (which is a good thing, thats the development from ep 6). Despite all that i was still suprised.

Both Blitz and Stolas feel pretty much in character, so i wont talk much about them. I just wanna say that i liked them. I am kinda sorry that i wont sing praises, even though there was some good stuff but there is still much to cover.

So lets talk about Striker. Oh boy, not gonna lie watching him sometimes felt like fever dream. I dont know if its so bad that its hilarious or just hilarious, i really cant say. First his sudden apperance in the middle of a restaurant with a whole crowd of witnesses, than his theme song. THEME SONG. I am crying, its just so ridiculous. Its a pretty cool joke but also so surreal. Like up until now it feels like writers tried to find a reason for adding songs. Be it jingles, intros or full stage performences the songs were always a part of an actual action. However here its more of a montage, and it can be barely counted as sth else thanks to a few lines in a dialogue. As i said, not sure if its genius or just bad. Then we have all the jokes about Strikers ego, its not out of character, but it also feels like he stopped being anything more. At first he was a genuine threat and someone who Blitz could have chose to be. Here he still tries to be, but cant because of all the jokes. The big dick statue went too far for me. Its also becoming too repetitive. However i really liked when he started choking Moxxie, he looked really wild with all the drolling. It made him look feral, which is cool. The harder joke also caught me of guard. Last thing about Striker, he is well animated. It may seem obvious but i feel like its really not, especially not in season two.

I dont have much to say about Millie, Loona and Stella. Really, my only thought is that Stella looks kinda weird in this ep. Her head feels to big, especially when Andre is next her. Fortunetly Loona and Millie look alright.

Short note about worldbuilding, it gets more and more messed up. What at first looked like nice little clues for creating a bigger picture now is more like random stuff mixed together so they can pretend to be whole. Hell looks more and more like a structured society with jails, hospitals, offices and so on and yet it makes it hard to ignore how absolutely insane this idea is. At first hell looked like a total lack of rules, then we got some info that IMP using Grimouir is illegal, then human disguises, lawsuits and even jail which overall makes an impression that there is some law. But what is this, how does it work? No idea whatsoever. Then we have hierarchy with imps being at the very bottom of it. Now it seems like they arent really so different if they can afford places like Asmodeus or restaurants Stella is willing to go to. Blitzo having a bussines was a big deal but nothing really came out of it. Also whats with their sizes?? They can be as big as Loona or small enough to fit in a bag. It gets more and more confusing. I wont even talk about Moxxies dad, an imp being a literal mob boss ( mafia exists in hell???). Its all a right mess.

Another thing thats is a mess is a quality of sound design and sometimes animation. I felt so disconected from fight scene in this episode because music didnt fit at all. The tension that should have been there went and never came back. Though the animation was gorgeous. However its not so pretty in many other moments where anatomy of characters becomes a mere suggestion. Sometimes the problem is in proportions, sometimes in perspective but also how some scenes are connected and how the mood isnt appropriate for the overall action.

But since we are getting to the end of this post, let me tell about some good things. And by that i mean the end scene. Its really good, it made me feel what i have felt while watching first season. It was emotional but in a quiet, honest way. We got some small gesture that was meaningfull in a context. We also got some explanation about what happened after Ozzie (a little too late, but better than never) and in such a way that i can appreciate. I like small clues, that u have to focus on to fully understand whats happening. Its one of the things that got me into Helluva, it was fascinating to use small things to create bigger pictures. I loved that, and i wish there was more of that in this season.

To finish, i think the biggest problem of this season is that it doesnt know how to build up on what was shown before. It got lost with all the characters, dramas and possible plots and in the end lost the core idea that was at the beggining - IMP bussines. Now it rushes into different plot points and mucks up most of them because of that. It also doesnt give us anything new? First ep was a sensation with mixed response, but despite other ones having important moments it never got up anywhere near the excitment that started with 5 ep of season 1. I really miss that feeling but i am losing hope that Helluva will return to its former quality and charm.

If u read all of this, thank u very much. :3

#helluva boss #english is not my native language #helluva disscussion #helluva spoilers #helluva critical

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Their Kitten (7)

Summary: You’re their kitten.

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Mafia!Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader, Mafia!Ari Levinson x fem!Reader, Mafia!Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Characters: Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen, Rachel Reiter

Warnings: angst, language, polyamory, soft mobsters, fluff, head the individual warnings under A/N2

A/N: A shorter chapter to reveal the mystery about the video.

Badass kitten & her tamers

<< Part 6

A/N2: Be aware, I’ll reveal what Rachel and Lloyd did in the video! If you don’t want to get spoiled, don’t read the following warnings: Everything is only implied. There is no explicit scene (mentions of diaper fetishism /fisting (anally/male rec), figging, mommy kink

“Please help me find that video. I wanna know what kind of shit Rachel did with that guy. Please,” you poke Jensen’s thigh. “You know, I could ask Ran to pay you more money. Maybe he’ll even buy you a nice new computer. You know. The one you were talking about.”

Jensen swallows thickly. He would die to get his hands on the brand-new model no one should know about. “You think he can get me one?” he licks his lips.

“He will do anything to make me happy. If I tell him I want one for my favorite tech nerd, he’ll buy it for me.”

“Hmm…no. They will kill me if I show you the video. It’s kinky and sick shit, sweetie. I don’t think you want to watch it,” Jensen tries to resist your pout and puppy dog look. “Don’t give me those eyes.”

“Please, Jensy. You are my favorite tech guy,” you whine as Jensen fights your influence. “You know, I do kinky shit all the time with my men. We are the masters of kinky shit.”

“Y/N believe me this is the kind of sick shit that you’ll never forget about,” crossing your arms over your chest, you huff.

“Try me, Jensen. I bet you can’t shock me. I saw and did things you never even heard about,” you challenge. “Please. I’m bored. They won’t let me leave the house and I got nothing to do while they are hunting Hansen and Rachel down.”

“I can’t help you. If Ransom doesn’t kill me, Ari will. He’s like a feral animal when it comes to you,” Jake shakes his head as you beg him to help you again. “I like my body with my head on top of it.”

“Aw, Jensen,” you smirk darkly. “Ari won’t rip your head off, darling. He will cut your cock off. I bet you will miss your dick even more.”

“D-id you just threaten my dick?” he gasps. “Please don’t be like that. I always helped you with your phone and all.”

“I really wanna see that video.”

“Holy fuck,” your eyes grow wide. You giggle as Jake tries not to look at the monitor. “why don’t you have a look too.”

“Nah, that’s not my kind of shit. She’s hot, though. But that,” he points at the laptop on your lap, “is sick, and gross…and…it should be illegal.”

“He looks kinda cute wearing diapers,” you grin as Jake shudders. He refuses to look at the monitor and scrunches up his nose. “Uh-oh, she ripped the diapers off his ass. Damn, she just called him her good boy.”

“Can we stop watching this stuff?”

“I wanna know what happens,” he huffs as you pump up the volume. “Dude, what is she doing? Wait-she shoves something up his ass.”

“I know. It’s ginger.”

Jakes scrunches up his nose.

You watch the video with curiosity and amusement.

“That’s lame. I got no clue why you all made such a secret out of this video. He wears a diaper and calls her mommy. I did much hotter things with my men.”

“If it bores you, we can stop watching the video. Let’s just watch something else. You like those cat videos, right?” Jake tries. “Please.”

“No. I need to see all of it,” you hum as Rachel gets lube out. “Holy fuck, she just poured half of the bottle over her hand…” leaning closer you stare at the monitor. “Oh—I get it now.”

Your mouth falls open. “That’s just gross, Y/N.”

“Dude, she shoves her fist up his ass.”

You snort.

Jake retches.

“Still gross.”

“I mean, none of my men would let me do this to them, but it’s kinda,” you hum to yourself. “Nah, I don’t want to put my fist up anyone’s ass. Not my kind of kink.”

“Thank fuck,” Ransom suddenly stands next to you. Sometimes you believe he’s more cat than man. “Y/N, didn’t I tell you to not watch the video.”

“I’m not some child, Ran,” slamming the laptop shut you huff. “That’s not even the kinkiest porn I ever watched.”

“Jensen, we told you to not show the video to Y/N, didn’t we,” Andy steps inside the room. He’s not in the mood to discuss Lloyd Hansen’s preferences in the bedroom. That’s for sure.

“I threatened him. It’s not Jensen’s fault.”

“We said that you shall not watch the video, Y/N,” Ari lifts your chin with his index finger. “You do as we say if it comes to business and Lloyd Hansen.”

“I wanna watch the rest of the video,” you push Ari’s hand away. “If you believe you are forgiven, you are delusional. Stop acting like I’m a fragile doll. You never had a problem with dragging me into your life.”

“Darling, we do so to protect you,” Andy softly says. “Our world is a dark one. Bloody and dangerous. We only try to keep you out of this part of our lives.”

“I want to know everything about your lives, Andy. I’m part of it, an important part. Please don’t shut me out again,” you look up at Andy. “Please don’t do this to me. What happened at that boutique happened because you didn’t tell me the truth.”

“Kitten, we will keep a few things to ourselves. But all of us will try to be honest with you from now on,” Ransom takes the laptop to put it away.

“And no more watching other guys getting their ass fisted. That’s a hard limit,” Ari tuts.

“Aw, but he looked so cute getting his ass destroyed by your favorite girl,” batting your eyelashes you grin at Ari. “Maybe you let me ruin yours too.”

“Hard limit.”

You chuckle at Ari’s pained expression.

“Fine. If you promise to not hide things from me, I’ll not watch Lloyd get fucked again. Pinky promise,” you coo. “I’m going to be your good girl.”

“How can you not know how to get inside the mansion, Rachel?” frustrated Lloyd kicks a chair out of his way. “I need to get my hands on their kitten. You promised to help me, Rachel!”

“For fuck’s sake, stop bugging me, Lloyd. I promised to help you, and I did. You messed shit up as you wanted to scare little miss sunshine first,” Rachel talks back. “I gave you a time window and you fucked it up. I couldn’t stop Tucker from calling her lovers.”

“I paid you well, Rachel. I expect you to do your job,” Lloyd growls. He didn’t get the chance to get a taste of you, and it makes him furious. “No more money until you handed her over.”

“Hand her over,” she chuckles humorously. “You are out of your mind, Hansen. They will kill me if I try to bring her out of the house. It’s a fucking fortress since you tried to kidnap her.”

“You’ll find a way. I’m sure of it.”

Lloyd slides his index finger over his mustache, smirking darkly. He can’t wait to get you alone…

>> Part 8

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#ransom drysdale #andy barber #ari levinson #MOBSTER!AU #mobster!ari levinson #mobster!andy barber #mobster!Ransom Drysdale #polyamory #ari levinson x reader #andy barber x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #Their Kitten (7)

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thesmutalorian · 4 months

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Yeah they made the feral predator way too hot. The credits came on and I immediately went to Ao3 like “let’s see what the girlies have to say about thissssss” 🤭 I saw the original predator almost a decade ago and as much as I liked it, never would of guessed I’d be here now 🙂

the ooman shit kills me, like why do they have these scary ass aliens saying such silly shit I’m gonna die.

Turns ouuuuut, I actually have more to sayyyyy, but you don’t have to respond: I feel bad bc I don’t have an Ao3 account so I can never comment, but Gorl if I did, id have a whole essay for every chapter, including reaction images 😤. Ik you aren’t currently writing from Ta'Kesh’s POV (which is perfectly fine lol), but I really appreciated how you did so. The predator POV is so fun to read, they’re just so damn cold and pragmatic and just ALIEN yk? (Ta’kesh makes me laugh bc he’s such a lil psycho lol). At least when done right I think. The dynamic you have set up is really interesting, like I love a good slow burn enemies to friends to lovers, but the cultural differences and species hierarchy sets it up for some really fascinating (JUICY) interactions/character development. I was unfortunate enough to come upon your story very early, there aren’t many other fics that hold up to the standard you set! (Have you read The Devil You Know? One of the only other quality fics I’ve found that seems to accurately portray that sort of dynamic- 10/10 recommend).

But anyway, the arrogance, the entitlement, just the cold bluntness makes predator fic so engaging to me. When you take a person with that deeply ingrained of a mindset (that’s another aspect I love, the question of whether or not yautjas are innately “predatory” or if it’s largely due to cultural upbringing) and force them to interact with with someone they deem inferior in a way they never have had to before (and there was only ONE BED heheh) I’m eating that shit up with 2 hands like GOOD SOUP!!😤😤😤

I appreciate it even more with a quality OC and I like Charlie a lot. I really struggle with reader/you fics bc beyond me just being like “lol I would not do that”, I like having an established character to root for :). She has an interesting past that you’ve managed to portray in an appealing and unostentatious way. Reminds me of Rust cohle from True Detective. I like that she’s very brave, but not to the point of ridiculousness lol. She has her moments where she’s able to act courageously in order to try to survive, but still gets intimidated/scared (extremely valid) sometimes with the big ass scary aliens. Do you have anyone in mind for how she looks?

Some highlights so far:

Greatly enjoyed ta’kesh’s cringe fail lake venture where Charlie showed his ass up while he fucking stands in the background looking like a drowned ass rat ahahah but watching her Commit Violence like 👀

Idk why but aliens using bidets is so fucking funny to me

Kinda living for ta’kesh being a dork and talking to his cat all the time hehe

let me see what the girlies have to sayyyyy 👏🏼 absolutely the correct response. my friend and I stand by that alien v predator could've been entirely more romantic if they were brave enough but 🤪 no cause literallyyyyy when I read ooman I hear it in a baby voice and I canNOT take it seriously, like bless those authors truly but whoever started the ooman precedent.... I just wanna talk 🧍🏻‍♀️ and girly pop ofc I'm gonna respond you took the time to let me know how you feel and I /love/ interaction okay (I think there's a way to comment anon on ao3 with like a guest account or name or something but maybe I'm wrong idk) but either way you take the time I want to show my appreciation

I stopped his POV just cause I felt like I was backtracking and I'm already so slow (rip sorry) but I really do want to come back to it in the future just to have fun revealing his inner workings (cause sometimes I be writing things and giggling like pookie is such a brat and then I remember y'all can't hear the goofy ass voices in my head and you only know the story I show you) but yes yes their differences are gonna play out in so many ways that I just can't wait for 😇 AND YES IVE READ FRIGGY one of the few I made it all the way through and then had to literally have a whole moment to process that there wasn't a second part 😗😗 sick I tell you, sick,, but I completely understand the not being able to read FPOV or self insert because of the "ummm I would never" --- because that's EXACTLY how I started writing 💀😭 I was chatting w my friend and we were like ok but isn't it kinda weird how fast some of these fmc just like... accept the whole ass murder crab men? also--- how do they survive well in space and from there Charlie was born ahahahHA I was like ok but what if I made it realistic for bits (as realistic as scifi can be) and then asked people to suspend their disbelief for the fun bits like the space pond and the tail n shit 🤭🤭

I have a whole board of art for ta'kesh but I've never really stopped to think about Charlie 🧐🧐

YES DROWNED RAT IS SOOOOO RIGHT mans really does have an ego, which, like rightfully earned? but also... must be checked whenever author feels he needs it (all the time 😇)

the bidet was me being like what is something that isn't necessarily commonplace, but feels bougie enough that an advanced society would have it regularly around.... ah yes.... Bidet.

ta'kesh is a cat girl, confirmed

I promise to bring you more good soup in the future 🍲

#ao3 #yautja #answered #close quarters #fanfic

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megaawkwardhuman · 10 months

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hello hi hey I'm icarus (but I'm also fine with virgo) and welcome to my blog!

idkf how you got here but uhhh congrats?

also sorry if parts of the gif look weird idfk how to fix it

I'm a neurodivergent artist who talks about gay vampires (wwdits) a lot!

I do have other interests tho like ofmd, good omens, hannibal, re-animator, interview with the vampire, watcher, the band ghost, the world of mr plant, and south park (it's just that wwdits is just what I think about the most)

things I've made:

I've written a few fic before and one can be found on my blog! it's a post season 4 nandermo fic and here's a link if you wanna check it out :)

as for the rest can be found on my ao3 here! (I'm not going to move the post season 4 fic there mainly cause idk if I really wanna)

I made a uquiz a few months ago that basically tells you what you would be if you where in the wwdits universe (a vampire, a familiar. an energy vampire etc)

I have an instagram that I just post my art to and that's really it

things I like to make:

as you can probably gather by now I primarily do pixel art but I also like to doodle/sketch with good old pencil and paper

I make a LOT of kandi (primarily singles) buuut I don't really post it on here (I mean unless someone asks me to I'm more than willing to share)

I kinda write? like I've written fics before and I DO have a bunch of wips but it's kinda hard for me to finish a fic due to the fact that I get distracted easily and the fact that I'm really dyslexic (you have no idea how badly I wanna fist fight the english language in a denny's parking lot at 3am)

oh while it's not a medium or anything but I'd like to mention I LOVE to draw characters from the media I like as pastel bunnies! (tho at this current moment it's primarily wwdits characters I draw) is it weird? yeah but I like to so I'm not stopping anytime soon if you want a rough explanation as to why I made a long post about it

fav characters:

guillermo de la cruz from wwdits (seriously I'm fucking feral for this man he's my top blorbo atm! he has my gender in a chokehold and I relate to him A LOT also harvey guillen is just really fucking hot-)

nandor the relentless also from wwdits (not as crazy about him but like he fascinates me and I love his goofy cringefail vibes... HE'S ALSO REALLY HOT-)

dib from invader zim (while I haven't watched invader zim in a while I still consider dib to be a fav! hell he's my fucking profile pic. he's one of the first ever characters in something I've seen that I've related to)

stede from ofmd (he's a huge fucking mood and I too jump into things head first without any plans whatsoever)

argos from twomp (a new addition to my fav character list since I stumbled upon twomp more recently. idk I just like him like go googly eye man date that murderous plant dude! wow that must sound weird to those who don't know what the world of mr plant is XD. it also might have to do with the fact that he's kinda socially awkward)

mr plant from twomp (another new addition. idfk something about that murderous plant I find oddly relatable? I think it's the fact that he's also socially awkward. arguably more than argos)

herbert west from re-animator (idk I think this autistic man with no care for ethics is neat)

I have more but for now those are the ones I'm gonna list :)

other shit:

as I've already said I have dyslexia, I possibly have ADHD (never officially diagnosed buuuuut really fucking confident I do and a past therapist said I most likely do), I keep running into situations where I question if I have autism or not so take that as you will, and despite what it may seem I have really REALLY bad social anxiety (well I have overall anxiety too but let's just say there's a reason I spend a lot of time online and not out and about)

asks as you can already tell are open

DMs are also open (tho I will say it's mainly to mutuals)

WARNING I KEYBOARD SMASH A LOT!

nandermo shipper but I'm fine with other ships involving the two :)

overall I try to be nice on here cuz there's enough negativity out there why add to it? tho key word here is try (I've gone on small rants here before and there's the possibility I will again)

I really REALLY fucking love bats and frogs THEY'RE JUST LITTLE GUYS HOW CAN I NOT?

there will be moments where for one reason or another (sleep deprived, sad, bored, it's a tueday, etc etc) I'll be reminded that oh yeah I fucking love frogs and will just start spam reblogging frog posts so be warned if you see me reblog a frog photo and read the words frog blogging or frog posting in the tags run while you still can (or don't cuz frogs are the best and need to be loved and cherished)

tag stuff:

misc thoughts/ideas/this tag is mainly random shit: throwing up my thoughts onto tumblr again

theories/meta/looking too much into small stuff: word garbage™

answering asks: answering stuff

my art: *funny tag for my art*

bunny art related posts: bun stuff

mothman memo related posts: mothman memo stuff

fanfics I've written: gather around and lend me your time

edits I've made: edit shmedit

memes I've made: brought to you by ms paint

show + tags thing: + tags

all the weekly wwdits sparkle on images: sparkle on it's gay vamp day!!!

posts that involve irl friends of mine: friend chaos

follow for a fuck ton of reblogs, art, and long tangents about whatever takes over my mind atm

thanks for reading, have a nice day, and remember: baby bats are called pups

this has nothing to do with this post I just thought this was important info plus I just wanted to throw in this cute bat image I found on google

#made a new intro post cuz I'm fucking bored :)

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angi-writes-filth · 1 year

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Bites | Dimitrescu vs Heisenberg HCs

Inspired by this post, by the user greasy-metal-daddy. Which I won’t tag because I don’t wanna be annoying lmao lmao *cries in social anxiety*

A very random set of headcanons, but follow me on this.

So, I mean, maybe not everyone thinks the same, but I totally see Karl as a dude who enjoys filling his darling with traces of himself; to mark his territory, if you will. Be it by sharing clothes, constantly having a hand or an arm on you, kissing you at random times just to have the constant warmth of his lips on yours. And then there are hickeys, and bites.

And we all know that, of course, Alcina bites. She is a vampire, after all. But given Karl is closely associated with werewolves, it’s not really that out there to suggest he loves sinking his canines on his darling when they feel like it. Maybe, and most likely, during... spicier times.

So it made me think...

Alcina would bite with pin-point accuracy. Her fangs puncture only in the juiciest places, avoiding, or touching, the veins as she so pleases, almost with surgical precision. It’s scary to think that the woman knows every single place in your body she could sink her fangs into and make you bleed out, but instead uses this knowledge when bonding with her darling.

Karl’s bites are reserved only for the most intimate moments, as the man doesn’t particularly enjoy drinking blood as a pastime. Thus, there’s no pattern, no order, no rules, no nothing. If the man wants to bite, he’ll bite anywhere that’s accessible at the moment. Your shoulders? Bet. Your neck? Bet. Your chest? Bet. Your thighs? Bet. The man’ll sink his canines on ya skin everywhere with zero hesitation.

Alcina, being the refined, proper lady she is, revels in the discreet. Only those whose eyes linger on you can spot the holes on your skin left by the mistress. And if the wounds peek through your clothing, it’s the very, very edges alone; as if the memories of steamy times with the Lady teased you, by being there in secret, sometimes dancing under the layers of your clothing, and leave you wondering how many people noticed.

Karl is absolutely shameless in this regard. The more obvious, the better! Normally leaves many marks littered across the places he knows others can see; he gets kinda pissy if you try to hide them. And if he can sneak a few kisses on them, to remind you and his siblings of the bites’ existence constantly, he’d have the time of his life. If he’s feeling specially possessive, sometimes he may even leave a hickey or two during meetings, just to piss Alcina off when she notices.

In terms of how do they look, Alcina’s bites are as delicate-looking as everything else she does. Normally, as mentioned before, they’re two holes that look much more shallow than they actually are (she bites really deep, keep that in mind); if anything, your skin’s redder along the edges of the two dots. Not to mention, she’s not messy, and doesn’t turn you into a bloody mess as she drinks from you. Unless she’s pissed for some reason, that is, and the two punctures look bruised and painful just to look at, so let’s not even talk about how they feel, in the moment or afterward. Alcina appreciates keeping your skin looking smooth, so even when the bites cure, she makes sure they leave a scar that is as unnoticeable as possible. There are going to be three new ones in its place anyway...

Karl’s are... nowhere near as delicate. Depending on how rough you like him to be, they can range from relatively noticeable marks on your skin, to full-on, blueish/blackish bruises in the shape of sharp canines and human teeth. Like you’d been attacked by a Lycan not-yet-fully-mutated lmao. If you guys are kinky enough, the man can go absolutely feral and even draw a bit of blood (even if you reassure him that you enjoy it, he’s going to be worried as fuck once you two are done and ngl, he’ll feel like shit a little bit for hurting you like that. But at the same time, if you like it, he’s proud of it??? My man get your emotions together).

Alcina thinks it’s disgusting to see you walk around with Heisenberg’s bites all over your skin, making little to no effort to cover them. It’s indecent and uncouth, just like the man who gave them to you. And if, in the past, Lady Dimitrescu and Lord Heisenberg fought for your ownership, and that child got to keep his filthy hands on you, she’ll be angry beyond belief when she sees you. Covered in hickeys and messy, obscene bitemarks, carrying his scent all over you. It gets in her face when you walk. She’s pissed.

Karl, if we’re honest, probably doesn’t pay much attention to ya if you’re Alcina’s plaything. He pretends he does, just to take a piss at the super sized bitch, but in reality doesn’t give a fuck about you once you’re in her hands. If anything, he’s curious why she’s kept you alive this long, and so may eye you up and down sometimes, trying to figure out your secrets. That’s when he notices the bitemarks. Unless provoked, he won’t say a thing, tho. And it would probably be some dirty comment about what kinda magic you got in that body of yours to make Lady Dimitrescu so eager to mark you as hers asfadsa-- Which makes Alcina want to castrate him right then and there.

And that’s it, that’s what my brain has conjured for you guys lolololol. It’s a very weird and niche topic, I know, but I couldn’t stop thinking about this once the question formed in my brain and you guys had to deal with the consequences. 😔 I’m sorry.

#resident evil #resident evil 8 #resident evil village #re8 #resident evil headcanons #resident evil 8 headcanons #resident evil village headcanons #re8 headcanons #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #karl heisenberg #angi thinks filth

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KirBaku~SexToys/Begging

Summary:

Denki told Kirishima about his and Shinsou’s little toy experience. Kirishima wants to give it a go.

Ao3 Tags:

Sex Toys, Begging, Kinktober, Kinktober 2022, Kink Negotiation, Submissive Top Bakugou Katsuki, Dom Bottom Kirishima Eijirou, Anal Sex, post-sex cuddles, Banter, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Cock Rings, cock riding, Vibrators, vibrating cock ring, Non-Penetrative Sex Toys, Aftercare, Bondage

"What's with the stupid grin, Shitty Hair?" Bakugou sighs at the redhead standing on the other side of his door frame. "What kinky shit did one of them mention this time?"

Kirishima's grin only widens as he laughs. "You caught me. Can I come in or do you want me announcing it in the hallway?"

The blonde turns red at the threat, pulling the other into his room. "Don't even think about it!"

The redhead only laughs more as he lets his grumpy boyfriend pull him. "I won't. I won't. Wouldn't dream of it, Bakubabe."

"Whatever. Out with it. We have a break coming up so you must have some plan." Bakugou huffs as he sits on his bed.

"Only if you're okay with it. Denki was telling me about something he and Shinsou did recently with Shinsou's quirk and a toy, and I was wondering if you'd be down to try toys?" Kirishima explained.

Bakugou's ears tint even as he raises an eyebrow. "So does your brain just copy-paste me into every story you hear or what the fuck?"

It was Kirishima's turn to flush as he scratches the back of his neck. "What can I say? You're hot in every scenario. So is that a yes orrr?"

The blonde sighs. "What did you have in mind?"

Kirishima shrugs nonchalantly. "I don't really know to be honest. I saw a cock ring in porn once. I think it was vibrating so maybe that...I kinda wanna get you to the point of begging."

Bakugou's ears flush red, but a feral smirk takes over his face. "I'd like to see you try, Shitty Hair."

Kirishima smirks in return. "Don't think it'd be too hard. After all, I did have you rutting against my leg like a bi-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence!" The blonde snaps, face red once more. "Fine! You're on!"

"Great! I'll just get Momo her usual then, and we can try this weekend?" Kirishima grins like they're not discussing him ruining the blonde.

Bakugou groans into his hands. "Please tell me it's not just our sex life she knows about."

"Where do you think Denki and Shinsou got the toy?" Kirishima laughs. "She has a whole website, remember?"

The blonde sighs in minor relief. "...Right. Yeah, let's wait 'til the second day. I guess IcyHot accidentally scorched his room and is temporarily next door. Rather not have him questioning me in his strange attempts in insisting we're best friends." He huffs while rolling his eyes. "And I sure as hell don't want fucking Deku rambling about quirk compatibility and shit. Bout blasted him into next year when you left marks on my back that one time."

"Heh, yeah sorry about that, but sounds like a plan." Kirishima grins before his eyes widen and he whips out his phone. "Crap. It's an actual holiday too. I should ask her now before she gets flooded with the other procrastinators."

Bakugou actually snorts at this, shaking his head at his boyfriend. "I'll go bother Fish Lips for snacks while you do that. He still owes me one for helping him during the last math unit. We can start the movie when I get back."

"Just admit you've made friends, Bakubabe." The redhead laughs, ducking when a pillow is thrown at him.

"Lies and slander! Shut up and get the shit you damn perv!" Bakugou grumbles, stomping out of the room and slamming the door on any further laughter. "Stupid, Shitty Hair." He huffs fondly before heading to the stairs for the promised snacks.

~~~

"Alright, they left. Have any more of a game plan than you did when you asked or are you still flying by the seat of your pants?" Bakugou smirks from where he leans against the door.

Kirishima was fidgeting with a bag he brought with him. "Sort of? Depends on what you're okay with really."

The blonde nods, walking over to sit backward in his desk chair to face the redhead. "What do you have in mind?"

Kirishima opens the bag to reveal the contents. "So one is once again in the realm of bondage with a belt holding your hands to your headboard. Is that okay?"

Bakugou thinks for a moment before wincing. "Sports festival. As long as I can move my arms though it should be okay so maybe just above my head and I have to not move them? Then I still have that control, but you still get your thing?"

He's met with a pointy-toothed, dopey grin. "That actually sounds even hotter somehow. Stop-light system still?"

The blonde nods. "Yup. Now, what else?"

"The cock ring I mentioned did sound really hot and Momo could even make a vibrating one so I've got that." The redhead smirks. "I'm sure it will have you begging in no time."

"You wish! What else?" Bakugou smirks behind a fake glare.

"Lastly, similar to what inspired it all…" Kirishima pulls a fake dick out of the bag that's just a bit bigger than his own but pulls out a remote right after. "Sounds good?"

Bakugou's face is red at this point as he stares at the toy, nodding slowly. "YeA-" He clears his throat. "Uh, yeah. Sounds good. ...how does she even do the technology like that?"

Kirishima laughs as he places the items on the bed, and moves the bag. "Don't get pissed, but you can tell you're Midobro's childhood friend."

A stress ball flies at the redhead as the blonde snarls. "Do you wanna get laid or not?! How do you wanna start?"

The redhead just snickers as he catches the foam ball. "If you'd strip, and get on the bed we can go from there."

Bakugou nods, standing up and flushing as he throws his shirt on the chair and dances his way out of his sweats. "Boxers?" He asks, knowing the redhead likes showing off by manhandling them.

"Go ahead and take 'em off. I wanna start taking you apart ASAP." Kirishima hums as he digs the lube out.

Bakugou's face flames, but he obeys before walking over and laying himself on his bed.

"Hands up." Kirishima grins, holding the belt.

The blonde does as he's told, tilting his head back to watch Kirishima loop the belt around his wrists and secure it. "Is that a new belt?"

"Yeah, Momo said it can be difficult to use a normal belt so she also made a bondage one." Kirishima nods. "Is it too tight, or are you good?"

"It's always quiet ones," Bakugou mutters as he tests the belt. "We're good. It's not much different from the cuffs last time we tried something so it shouldn't cause any issues either."

"Cool. Let me know if it does though, okay?"

"I will." Bakugou sighs. Kirishima's smile is way too fond for the situation, and Bakugou has to turn his head. "Can we get on with it?"

Kirishima hums an affirmation as he takes the lube with him down between Bakugou's legs. "Let's get you worked up a bit first so the ring can do its job, hm?"

He waits for the affirmative before taking Bakugou's already hardening cock into his mouth in one go, holding the blonde's hips down when they try to buck into the heat.

"Fuck! AhHhh! When did you-Shit!" Bakugou curses, gripping the sheets to stop himself from moving his arms.

Kirishima's smirk is clear in his eyes as he flattens his tongue against the underside on his way up before immediately swallowing him whole again.

The blonde squirms as he tries to resist thrusting into the redhead's mouth, cursing when Kirishima hollows his cheeks and increases the suction, and screaming in frustration when the heat suddenly leaves his half-hard cock. "Ei! What the fuck?"

"The website said to only get you half-hard at most before slipping the ring on. Don't worry, I'll continue in a second." Kirishima smiles innocently as though he's not promising torture.

Bakugou is definitely not pouting as he glares at the redhead. He eventually turns his face away. "Tch, whatever. Just get on wIth- Mmm~"

Kirishima slides the ring down the blonde's length, drawing out a moan. "Shit, Bakubabe." He hums, giving him a few more teasing strokes just to hear more muffled sounds.

"Shiiit! Dammit, Ei, you better get on with it if you want me even looking at your dick the rest of break!" Bakugou groans, bucking his hips into Kirishima's hand.

The redhead just hums, removing his hand and snickering at the irritated sound this causes before he presses a small button on the vibrating part of the ring. He can't help but smirk as Bakugou almost arches off the bed with a scream.

"Fuck! Shit! Ei! AhhHh! Dammit!" The blonde rambles too focused on his own cock to notice Kirishima lubing his fingers until there's one teasing his entrance. "Eiii!"

"Hmm? Yeah, Bakubabe?" Kirishima grins innocently even as he works his finger in and out.

"Don't you 'Bakubabe' me with your finger in my aAass- fuuuck!"

Bakugou's head slumps back against the bed as Kirishima works another finger in and begins to wiggle them like he's looking for something. He grins when the blonde lets out a choked-off moan. "Found it!"

All he gets is an awkward middle finger as Bakugou tries to squirm away from the fingers insistently rubbing at his prostate. "Shit! If you keep doing that I'll cum!" The blonde groans.

"No, you won't." Kirishima hums, slipping a third finger in as his other hand taps the ring for emphasis. "Not with this thing on."

Bakugou just looks at Kirishima in confusion for a second before it dawns on him and he groans. "Why did I agree to this shit?!"

"You love it." Kiri smiles, continuing to open the blonde up even as his hips twitch in what is probably an aborted orgasm that rips what sounds like a choked sob from the blonde.

Once he's satisfied that Bakugou is sufficiently opened, he takes pity on him and turns off the ring, watching Bakugou collapse to the mattress, panting heavily. Red eyes roam over the blonde's toned body, taking in how ruined he already looks. He smiles fondly when he notices the blonde hasn't moved his hands from their position above his head. "You're doing great, Kat."

A small whimper leaves the blonde at the praise but seems to help him get his second wind all the same. "Just fuck me already. I know you didn't prep me just for the fun of it." He huffs.

Kirishima smirks as he lubes up the dildo. "Well, you're not entirely wrong."

Bakugou's eyes widening show he had already forgotten about the thing as he throws his head back with a groan. "Eiii~! I'm smacking anyone who dares to call you the angel in this relationship from now on! You're the fucking devil!"

Kirishima just laughs as he positions the dildo at the blonde's hole. "Ready?"

The blonde just huffs, still clinging to his pride. "Yeah, whatEverrrr~ Ooooh~"

Kirishima slides the toy in slowly, knowing it’s a bit bigger than the blonde is used to so working it in shallow thrusts to let him adjust. He watches the other’s reactions closely, marveling as the blonde shivers and moans when it likely brushes his prostate.

“Ei..mumble….” Bakugou mumbles something the redhead can’t quite hear so he leans closers.

“What was that, Bakubabe?” Kirishima prods.

“Tch... I’m not made of-mMm-fucking glAss. Fuck, just put the damn thing in alrEAdy!” The blonde tries to growl between moans.

Kirishima chuckles, glancing down to see there’s not much left to put in the blonde so, after adding just a bit more lube, smiles at the other. “If you insist~” He hums before sliding the rest in one go and enjoying the view of Bakugou bucking his hips off the bed as he moans loudly, palms crackling slightly.

“Guess I found your prostate again?” Kirishima smiles sweetly.

Bakugou shoots him an embarrassed glare as he pants. “FuAhh~Fuck you.” He snarls, hips squirming though for friction or escape he’s not entirely sure himself.

“Hmmm, I think it’s the other way around right now.” Kirishima snickers as Bakugou tries to flip him off.

Kirishima just laughs before rummaging in his bag once more and producing his laptop. “Wanna watch the second movie from the other night?” he grins.

Bakugou just stares at him, eyebrows scrunching in confusion. “Huh?”

“Well, I wanna get you begging, right? What better way than to have you nice and full and get you squirming with no way to come? Drawing it out throughout the movie instead of just giving you what you want right away? Your patience simply won’t last.” The redhead explains as he boots up the laptop. “That okay?”

Bakugou stares at him in horror but scoffs when it’s implied he won’t win. “Whatever! What’s to stop me from just touching myself?”

“Well for one, the ring.” Kirishima reminds as he loads the movie, making Bakugou glare at the offending toy in question. “But also that would be moving your arms meaning you aren’t strong enough to control yoursel-”

“Fuck you! I am too strong enough!” Bakugou snaps, at Kirishima’s blatant poking.

Kirishima just chuckles as he rearranges so he’s leaning against the wall with Bakugou’s legs over his and the laptop on the head of the bed so Bakugou won’t be looking at Kirishima. “AND.” He makes sure he has Bakugou’s attention. “I would be very disappointed if you do.”

He knew that was the real hitter when Bakugou wilts, pouting and grabbing the headboard of his own volition. “...press play.”

Kirishima smiles lightly, running his fingers through blonde locks. “Good boy.” He praises, smiling when Bakugou relaxes before he presses play. He sits back against the wall to watch but focuses more on Bakugou to see how he’s doing.

It’s not long after the opening credits that he notices the blonde’s hard-on starting to flag, signaling that it’s time to start teasing him again. Kirishima picks the remote up from next to him, smiling innocently at Bakugou when he glances at the movement and turning it on low when his eyes return to the screen.

A surprised moan rips itself from the blonde’s mouth when the vibrator in his ass starts barely vibrating just shy of his prostate and he ruts into nothing. “Ei! AahHhh! Bastard!”

The redhead just laughs as he leans to pet blonde locks once more. “Shhh. Watch the movie, babe.”

Bakugou pouts at him, squirming still but looks back to the screen, stubbornly trying to block out the sensation.

Eventually, he manages to mostly relax again aside from the occasional hitch in his breathing, and Kirishima takes that as his cue to turn the ring on now.

The blonde cries out once more, instinctively trying to squirm away from the overwhelming sensation, only to moan again when this makes the vibrator in his ass brush his prostate, and makes the ring more apparent.

Kirishima just pets him through it, cooing lightly whenever Bakugou curses him. “Come on, Bakubabe. The dildos only on one, we’ve still got four more.”

Bakugou looks at him in horror but ultimately decides his pride is more important as he tries to even his breathing again and limits his squirming to not stimulate himself more. “Wha-Ahh-Whatever.”

The redhead smiles at him fondly, squeezing his thigh and pretending to focus back on the movie. Bakugou does the same, trying to piece together what he’s missed, and thus not noticing Kirishima grab the lube again, but shooting him a questioning look when Kirishima gets off the bed.

“Just using the bathroom real quick.” Kirishima smiles. “Just be a good boy and keep watching. And no touching!” He reminds him before shutting the bathroom door.

Bakugou huffs, grumbling that he’s not stupid before another moan sounds when the vibrations jump up a level. “AaaAsshole!”

Kirishima snickers from the other side of the door before taking his pants off and popping open the lube. While watching the blonde squirm, he had thought of just how to get him begging and got to work as he lubed his fingers up once more.

He knew Bakugou was okay with topping when they tried it at a later date than the first time and Kirishima didn’t necessarily mind bottoming, they just preferred their usual positions more. Having a vibrator up his ass though as Kirishima rides him? He’d have the blonde all but sobbing in seconds so was more than willing to switch it up.

Kirishima does his best to stifle his own moans as he works himself open, careful not to make himself cum as he makes it up to three. “Fuck...”

He stops himself as he nears the edge, leaning against the sink and panting as he tries to calm down. Once he knows he’s not going to cum, he wipes his hand clean and goes back out to Bakugou who is gripping the headboard as he basically humps the air.

Kirishima sees sparks fly from the headboard and is instantly glad Bakugou didn’t buy another wooden one after his hardening broke it one time. The redhead can’t help, but smirk when he notices that Bakugou’s not just humping the air, but can’t seem to decide if he’s trying to get away from the vibrator buzzing against his prostate or grind down on it further and a whine actually leaves the blonde’s lips.

He creeps back over to the bed to retrieve the remote and turn it down, smiling sweetly when pleading red eyes meet his own.

“KiriIii~! You ass! Get over here!” The blonde growls, squirming a bit before arching off the bed when he hits his prostate again.

“Hmmm, no I don’t think that counts. We still have half the movie anyway, let's just enjoy it.” He smiles, turning the toys off to give Bakugou time to calm down before planting a kiss on his cheek and snickering when the blonde tries to bite at him. “Aww, come on, Bakubabe. I’ll give you cuddles before we start back up?”

Bakugou pouts but ultimately moves so he can rest his head on the redhead’s lap and let him play with his hair. “Whatever.”

Kiri chuckles as he runs his fingers through the overgrown cat’s hair. “So, what did I miss?”

Red eyes glare at him as the blonde huffs. “Fuck if I know, I was a little busy.”

The redhead snickers as an explosion flashes across the screen and Bakugou starts to relax into the attention. He lets the other fall into that semi-relaxed state for a while before trailing his hands down a narrow side until his hand can reach between Bakugou’s legs and start stroking the blonde’s aching cock.

He has to chuckle at the way Bakugou almost bends in half at the sudden warmth. “Eiiii~” Bakugou nearly whines.

“Yes, baby?” Kirishima hums, swiping a thumb over the pathetically leaking head.

“Shit.” Bakugou hisses, thrusting lightly into the touch. “Hurts.

“Color?” Kirishima checks, wanting to make sure it’s not something wrong with the toy itself.

“Green.” Comes the faint whine, darker red eye meeting his pleadingly.

“I have an idea that might help then, baby.” Kirishima coos, rearranging Bakugou once more so he’s holding the headboard again, and leans down as though to give the blonde head. “Close your eyes.”

Baugou rolls his eyes at the theatrics, but does as he’s told, moaning when the toys are turned back on.

Kirishima smirks, shifting carefully so Bakugou doesn’t catch on before lining himself up to work himself down to blonde pubes.

“Ahgh! Fuck!” Bakugou yells, eyes shooting open in shock as his abs flex in an attempt to not thrust up and possibly hurt the redhead. “Eijirou!”

“What’s wrong, baby?” Kirishima smirks, gasping as he brushes his prostate. “Shit, it’s been a second.” He groans as he works himself down until he’s bottomed out.

“Fuck you, you know exactly what’s wrong!” Bakugou growls as his arms shake in his effort to hold still. “Let me cum, you ass!”

Kirishima just laughs, completely unaffected by the blonde’s mean words. “Nope, still not it.” He chuckles, leaning in close to Bakugou’s face as he raises his hips. “Come on, Kat, it’s just a little beg.” A kiss to his flushed nose. “Don’t you wanna be a good boy?”

Bakugou shivers at the words, biting his bottom lip as though to stop words of his own from leaving as red eyes stare up at Kirishima defiantly.

Kirishima sighs as though he didn’t already expect this outcome and that he'd still need to bully his blonde a little to get his desired results. That was fine, though. The challenge was just one of the things he loved about his little firecracker.

“Can never make it easy on yourself can you, Kat?” Kirishima smirks with a shake of his head. “Oh well, guess you just get to keep the ring on until you can learn to behave.”

Bakugou opens his mouth to no doubt sass the redhead, but Kirishima doesn’t give him the chance before he’s dropping back down on the blonde’s cock and they’re both crying out in unison.

“Fuck, baby.” Kirishima groans, starting up a rough pace and adjusting the angle until he can hit his prostate almost every time and make his walls clench and shudder around the blonde’s cock. “Always so good. So full. Gods, I can feel you so deep inside me.”

Now Bakugou knew the redhead was full of shit, and just trying to rile him up by stroking his ego, but dammit it was working and it made the blonde’s cock throb . Between the tight heat, the vibrating on his cock and against his prostate, and the dirty words, it was taking all of Bakugou’s strength not to plant his feet and start thrusting up into the redhead with abandon.

He wanted to cum though.

Gods did he want to cum.

He was so close that, under normal circumstances, a few quick and messy thrusts would easily tip him over the edge, but with that damn ring vibrating around the base of his cock? Yeah, a stunt like that would guarantee he wasn’t cumming tonight.

“Eiii~” Bakugou groans when the redhead reaches back to play with the toy abusing his prostate, and fuck his voice did not just break.

“Come on, baby~” Kirishima coos, turning the vibrator up by one and smirking at the choked-off cry. “You can cum, all you have to do is ask nicely and I’ll let you cum.”

“Fuck-Ahhh Kiri! Fuck you I-I don’t need your permission!” Bakugou whinessnaps as he squirms, thighs and abs flexing in his efforts not to take over.

“Oh? Are you sure about that?” Kirishima chuckles, running a finger along the cock ring bumping against his rim with every meeting of their hips. “Cause I think you do, baby boy.”

Bakugou cries out when the redhead squeezes around him. “Fuck, Eiiii~!” He- he- fuck it he whimpers at the mess of sensations threatening to overwhelm him and probably succeeding. “Ple-” He clamps his mouth shut, eyes wide as he realizes he almost gave in.

“Hmm? Was that almost a please, baby?” Kirishima snickers, rolling his hips and watching red eyes threaten to roll back at the feeling.

“No! Just let me cum, dammit!” Bakugou snarls sobsas the metal headboard creaks from how hard he’s gripping it.

“I would love to, really I would.” Kirishima sighs as though this is all a great burden before moaning on a particularly well-aimed glide. “Shit, so good baby.” He mumbles before continuing his train of thought. “Would love to let you cum, baby, but you still haven’t asked managed to ask nicely.”

Bakugou grits his teeth, trying to hold off but eventually Kirishima tenses and starts cumming hard across Bakugou’s chest with a cry. Little shit somehow still has the capacity to hold the vibrator to the blonde’s prostate as his ass clenches and spasms around Bakugou’s aching cock and- okay, yeah, fuck it!”

“Eiii~ Fuck! Ei, please, please! The ring, take it off, please baby let me cum, please I’ll do anything please~!” Bakugou rambles, no longer able to hold his hips still as he starts thrusting like he’s trying to knock the redhead off and only making the future sturdy hero clench harder as he pounds into his prostate.

“Ahh~! Shit, Kat wait!” Kirishima gasps, trying to raise his hips so he can pull off to remove the ring, but the blonde is making it very difficult with the way his legs are starting to shake as he’s given no chance to rest. “Kaaat~!”

“Can’t. Ei, please! Please, I’ll be a good boy just please let me cum!” Bakugou whines, balls drawn tight and aching for release. “Please!”

Kirishima curses, realizing he may have broken the blonde a bit, but he’s being given no chance to pull off fully as his ass is fucked within an inch of his life and his cock is trying to twitch back to life without any actual recovery time. “Kat, you are! Such a good boy, just please baby calm down so I can get the ring off!” Kirishima whimpers, hand smacking around the bed for the rings box in hope of a quick release or something before remembering the damn thing is silicone.

“I can’t!” Katsuki whines in a pitch that tells Kirishima he’s getting close to a headspace they hadn’t prepared for today.

“Shit, shit, shit.” Kirishima panics, looking around before just locking his thighs around Bakugou’s hips on the down stroke so it’s more of a fight to move and shakily raising himself off the blonde with a moan. His fingers shake in sensitivity as he pours more lube on the blonde’s angry-looking cock and finally works the ring off.

“Done!” Kirishima grins, continuing to work the blonde’s cock with his hand as he uses the toy in his ass to stimulate his prostate. “There you go, baby. You did so good. Come whenever you want. My good boy.”

Bakugou hiccups a sob as his muscles tense and his back arches at the redhead’s words. All it takes is a few quick strokes before Bakugou is crying out and cumming across his chest hard enough that he thinks he feels some hit his chin before he’s falling bonelessly back to the sweat-soaked sheets below him.

He doesn’t know how long he’s come for or how long he’s been floating before he feels a damp washcloth cleaning the mess that is…everything below the neck really and hears Kirishima’s voice whispering affirmations to him softly.

“You did so well, baby. So good. Look at how much you came. My good boy.” Kirishima whispers, peppering kisses across the blonde’s face and wherever he could reach. “You with me, baby?”

Bakugou mumbles something unintelligible but reaches out to squeeze Kirishima’s hand to let him know he’s still present.

“Think you’re up for a bath, or do you just wanna cudDLE! Okay!” Kirishima yelps as he’s pulled down by the sleepy blonde that immediately koala clings to his side with a grumpy little huff. The redhead can’t help but laugh as he reaches down to pull the blanket over them and threads his fingers in blonde locks. “Guess that answers that- oof.”

All attempts at sass just get more of Bakugou’s muscle mass dragged on top of him like the heaviest of weighted blankets until Kirishima laughs once more in defeat.

“Fine! I’ll stop teasing you.” The redhead snickers, kissing the grumpy little nose in front of his face. “Love you, Kat.”

Kirishima sees pale ears flush red before he gets a kiss of his own and more mumbling as the blonde buries his face in a muscular shoulder.

Kirishima giggles, tucking the blonde’s head under his chin to nap for a bit. He places another kiss on blonde hair and closes his eyes. As his breathing evens out and he finally falls into the depths of sleep he hears a grumpy whispering in his ear.

“Love you too, Ei.”

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