#tw: impact play

[lokiandbuckysdoll]

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐻𝑜𝓁𝒹𝓈 𝒜𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒫𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇

Summary: Loki Holds all the power in his hand when he wants you.

Pairing: Loki x Plus-sized! Reader

Word count: 844

Warnings: 18+!! SMUT!, IMPACT PLAY KINK! ( well my attempt at it lmao) Spanking, DOM! Loki. Use of a flogger. Language, unprotected sex.

A/N: My first kinktober fic. I hope you enjoy this. As always let me know if I missed tagging something!. Kinktober23 list

From the minute you walked into the room, he had his eyes on you, and as you drew nearer to him, they followed every step you took. His desire for you increased as a result of the intoxicating scent of your perfume. Loki looks down at the garment that hugs your body and contours flawlessly.

His eyes lock onto yours as you raise your head to meet them. "Darling, you look delectable tonight, I just want to ruin you." He pulls off your dress with a flick of his fingers. He was naked from the waist up and stood tall. He stretched his stance, a perfect arc of long limbs from his heavy boots leading to the top of his huge cock. Signature leather tights rested snug to his firmly formed hips. His hands traced the contours of your figure, feeling each line for signs of resistance. He couldn't locate any.

"Take me, my prince," you said as he placed his palms on the curve of your ass, which had been peeking out from his favorite panties on you.  "Mhm, I think I just might have too," He said, as he became transfixed on your sallow eyes that were looking up at him.

When your palm was turned upward and cupped his rigid length through the cloth covering it, he tipped his head back and gasped in pleasure. He slowly backed away from you as his eyes tore through your body. He was aware of your previously existing wetness, slickness, and readiness for a full-on fuck.

A long flogger emerged within his right palm, which blazed. He wielded it like a weapon, the lashes enclosed in dark green leather and glinted in the firelight as it stretched towards you.

The rough leather caressed your face, delicately tapping you once. His eyes glinted as he slid the tool between your breasts, assessing your obedience. "Turn around, my dear, hands down…ass up." His rich voice, filled with sensual need,  shot a rush through you, leaving you wet and longing for his touch.

As he pulled his rapid attack through to completion, the flogger hurt vibrantly on the delicate flesh. As you prepared for the next wonderful stroke, you caught sight of the god's backhand out of the corner of your eye; Thwack

Each one pushed you farther into the bed. As he marked you again and again, his unrestrained hand found its way to the bottom of your back, cursing dirty insults that made you tighten. Your mind raced; Thwack

As he took his fill, you whimpered like a whore against the covers. He was lethargic. Purposeful. loving each flawlessly timed measure of his dominance's theatrics.

You wanted to be satisfied with the blistering heat inside you more than anything, for his magnificent cock to comfort you from within and out; Thwack

"Only a couple of more, my Love…you're performing so well," he said softly as he reached down to kiss your backside. He moved his long fingers along your curves and reached your yearning cunt, his name spilled from your lips, increasing to the origin of pleasure which he knew so well.

You felt like you were floating on air, engulfed in the pleasure and agony of his every touch. As he took his hand away from you, the angle altered dramatically. As he unfastened his pants and gripped both of his hands onto your hipbones, the flogger slipped to the floor. His breath caressed your face as he pressed his chest against your back. "Give in to me now, my little slut," he hissed as he slipped his cock into you from behind. "Come around your master's cock, envelope me in your devotion…" His voice got raspy as you gasped, finally feeling him inside of you.

Loki's speed quickened with each thrust, and he lifted his palm and placed a harsh slap on your redden ass as his sperm spurted into your urgently keening cunt as you longed for the pressure his pelvic thrusts offered. "Fuck.. Yes right there, darling!" he thrust one last time, and you fell over the edge with a strangled shout of your prince's name. You both dropped onto the bed, exhausted. As he wrapped you in his arms and kissed you tenderly, his moist hair fell into your eyes.

"Darling, this was phenomenal…" he breathed as you kissed him on the neck. His chest vibrated with heavy breaths, and the salt of his sweat that accumulated on his muscles clung to your lips as you kissed him again. "We certainly must do this again."

"I agree," you giggled, the comforting afterglow of your climax calming the stinging feeling on your lower body. "It felt amazing, but my ass is sore now" He chuckled darkly as he twisted over you, trapping you to the bed as his hair fell to your face and your waiting lips.

"I know a different thing that might be able to ease your mind of the soreness" He declared lustily over you, as he began to kiss his way down your abdomen.

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[poppy-metal]

hear me out; mean dom steve. he’s normally so soft with you, you’re his good little girl always. but for some reason you’ve just been pushing all of his buttons today. talking back, not listening to him, teasing him right in front of his friends. being an absolute menace. and once he gets you home that night you know you’re fucked. you’d expected a spanking, you’d wanted one. but steve knew that, which is why instead he’s got you on your back on his bed, pushing his fat cock into your tiny little hole and telling you not to even fucking think about cumming. “you’re just gonna let me breed this little pussy, and you’re not gonna cum. not even once. you were such a brat today, gotta make it up to daddy.” and then his fat tip is pushing into you and god how are you supposed to hold it? he’s so big and the stretch is so good. he just sits there for a minute, only the tip inside you, before he slams right in, and you swear you feel him in your lungs. you practically scream from just that one thrust. so, being the little shit he is, he does it again. pulls out all the way to the tip, then thrusts back in hard enough to make you let out that same noise he loved so much the first time. he repeats this for awhile, and you can’t help if. by the fifth time you’re cumming all over his cock. and steve is pissed. “what’d i tell you, huh? i know you’re not dumb-“ he slaps you. not too hard, just enough to get your attention. “the fuck did daddy tell you?” there are tears streaming down your face at this point. “not t- not to cum. i’m sorry daddy i’m so so sorr-“ but he slaps you again. cuts you off. starts thrusting again. faster this time, but just as hard. you’re so sensitive and he can feel your walls tightening like you’re about to cum again. “do it. you wanted to cum so bad, didn’t you? wanted to cum so much you disobeyed daddy. so fucking. keep. cumming.” he’s being so rough, fucking you so good and deep, you don’t think you could stop yourself if you tried. your vision blacks out as you cum again, and you barely hear steve muttering “oh fuuuuck, baby. little pussy squirted all over me. made a fuckin mess.” but he doesn’t quit. keeps giving it to you good and hard and mean. and you fucking love it. you’re so dumb and pliant on his cock.

releases this to the world for the people to see as a treat.

#ask #dont even know what to add #tw: impact play #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut

[shigarakis-cumdump]

Day 6: Mirror Sex With Bakugo

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Title: That Face of Yours

Summary: Date night wasn't supposed to be like this, but this was better than dinner anyways, right?

Cw: Degradation, choking, slight impact play, spitting

Word Count: 557

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“Look into the mirror while I fuck this pussy. What a little whore I have, drooling and pantin’ over my dick,” he taunts you, “fuckin’ pathetic.” 

“I’m pathetic, a pathetic mess for you, daddy!” You whine as you stare back at yourself, tits bouncing in time with his thrusts. His chiseled body behind you was all you wanted to look at, but anytime your gaze shifted, Bakugo would take his free hand and grip your jaw to reposition your line of sight. 

You didn’t know what landed you in this position, you were supposed to go out for a date night to a nice restaurant to celebrate Katsuki’s promotion. 

“W-We’re gunna be late, Katsu..” you pant. 

“Fuck it; this is a good enough date night f’me,” he says. He wraps his hand around your throat and tightens his grip, watching the little panicked look you had before melting into his touch. 

Your pretty floral dress had been long forgotten by the time Katsuki was finished eyeing you up and down. As soon as he came into the room asking if you were ready, he stopped dead in his tracks and his pants grew tight instantly. 

“Ya looked to fucking pretty to go out anyways- only I get to see you like this, you’re mine.” He blurts out possessively. 

“M’ yours, all yours, daddy!” 

“That’s my good girl,” he praises. Katsuki lets your leg fall and pushes you down on all fours. He grabs a tuft of your hair to pull your head up while he fucks you from behind. You can see his cocky grin in the mirror behind you, knowing he’s getting off on how pathetic you look for him. A heavy hand comes down on your ass with a lingering heat making you wince. 

“Aw c’mon, can’t handle a little slap from me now? Don’t tell me you’re fucked out already; we just started.” He taunts you with another few slaps, each one hotter and rougher than before. He only stops when he sees tears in your eyes and a bright red hand mark left behind. 

“Is my little baby crying? What happened to my tough bitch, huh?”

“Too much, Katsu, feels too good, shit,” you groan. Katsuki laughs at you and leans down close to your face. 

“Look at me.” You look up at the mirror and stare at his reflection, “not there, dumbass. Right at me.” He reiterates. As you turn your head to actually face him, he spits in your face before rubbing it around with his hand. He was always rough with you, and you loved every second of it. 

“Are you my little whore?” He asks. You weakly nod in response, but that wasn’t the answer he was looking for. “Be a big girl, use your words.” 

“Yes, I’m your little whore, daddy!” You cry out, beginning to feel overwhelmed from his cock. 

“I can feel you gettin’ tighter, you gunna cum for me pretty?” He whispers in your ear. 

“Please can I cum for you, Kats? Need it so bad..” 

Katuski chuckles and pulls out abruptly. He flips you on your back and lines himself up with your tits before cumming all over them, leaving a pretty sight for him to enjoy. 

“Nah, I don’t think so. Maybe I’ll let ya when we get back from dinner.” He replies.

#begging #cw: degradation #bnha #afab! reader #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #shigarakiscumdumpkinktober #shigarakiscumdumpwrites #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki #cw: impact play #heavy degradation #tw: impact play

[arvandus]

I need a scumbag bartender Toji to bend me over the pool table after closing time.

#arv needs water #toji thirst #toji x reader #something something impact play with a cue stick #WHAT?! WHO SAID THAT #tw: impact play #just in case as;lfajkf;s

[oh-katsuki]

i'd suck his dick to help him feel better during his hangover bc he deserves it. jackasses 4 lyfe!

i just.... i have a lot of thoughts and most of them involve him slapping me across the face and calling me a stupid bitch.

#[ 🏩 – chatting ] #tw: impact play #tw: degradation #<- just in case

[rafeysdoll]

“do you still like me?” you sniffle, looking at your boyfriend pitifully. deep frown tugged on your lips at the burning sensation on your butt, having been on the receiving end of rafe’s punishing hand.

you were a good girl— really. but of course, like any other.. you had your days. times where you were too stubborn or too whiny for him to just let slide.

“i love you, baby. you jus’ piss me off when you think you know better than what i tell you.” he calmly confesses, rubbing over your red bum. “really pisses me off when my girl that i know i taught well acts clueless.”

you whimper at his words, black mascara induced tears dripping down your face— ruining your blush. “said i was sorry daddy!” you whine, reaching for his hand and holding it with your own two.

he only hums, his indifference to your pleading poking at your esteem.

he sighs before he licks his lips, smacking them. “y’know how to make it up to me, don’t you?” he questions, blue irises filled with lust.

you nod eagerly, relaxing immediately at his offer of chance to forgive you. “of course,” you submit, moving off his lap to get on your knees in front of him.

you hope your nose touching against his pelvic bone as drool falls down your chin, cock being pushed all the way to the back to your throat makes up for your rebellion.

click here for a gif to get an illustration of rafe spanking u ^_^

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[princessbrunette]

Sunshine!Reader just adores rafe. like i imagine she’s a friend of sarah who has always had a crush on her cool older brother, following him around and watching his every move cs she’s so obsessed with him x rafe who is nonchalant at his very core & basically just ignores her presence even when she’s practically hanging off his arm & living in his skin. “Why is it that everytime i turn around, you’re there?” he just raises his eyebrow at her. “i’m not your friend, kid.” - 🍄

no bc im salivating …….. hang on let me cook

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sunshine!reader who’s always at the cameron home because her home life is bad— more specifically, daddy issues !! it’s a wonder how you’re so sweet n happy toward the people around you when you’re being treated so poorly!

you follow rafe around like a lost puppy, because duh — his nonchalance hurts you in all the right ways that just makes you crave his attention more, a product of your bad relationship with your father. you’re over at tannyhill more and more, increasingly without sarah being there as she starts a life with the pogues— but you don’t mind, happy anywhere as long as you’re not at home.

“are you goin’ anywhere today rafe? can i come?” you seemingly pop out of nowhere in the kitchen, startling him as he closes the fridge— clutching his chest for effect.

“jesus, why is it everytime i turn around you’re there? ‘you ever go n’hang around at your own house or what?” he busies himself, carrying a carton of juice in one hand and moving you out the way with the other as he passes.

“i prefer to be here! hanging out with you!” you chirp and he stops in the doorway, turning to look at you.

“kid, i’m not your friend. a’ight?” he drawls before heading out, the same time his father is entering the room. ward sends you a sympathetic look before he’s trailing after rafe.

“son you gotta be nice to the girl. i didn’t raise you like that.” he nags, speeding up to walk in time with the younger man.

“why? she’s practically living rent free here, should be able to talk to her how i want.” rafe complains, uncapping the carton and taking a swig.

“her home life, it’s not great.” he lowers his voice, swivelling his head round to make sure you weren’t lurking. “she’s — she’s sarah’s friend. i’m taking pity on her, think her dad doesn’t treat her all too well.” he rambles and rafes movements slow to stop, eyes trailing up to meet his fathers, suddenly attentive.

“huh.” he speaks, sinister intrigue occupying his gaze which his father barely picked up on. he continued speaking but rafe had heard all he needed to hear, concocting ways to use this to his advantage.

the opportunity presented itself sooner than he was expecting once he’d got you backed up against the wall in the hallway a few days later, practically pinning you there.

“you— you know it’s time you start respecting me if you wanna be hangin’ out around here. especially now my dads on his trip. i’m older than you, the man of the house now and — and that means you answer to me.” he drawls, quiet and intimate— so close his breath warms your face as you blink up at him.

“i do listen to you rafe.” you chime, losing a little bit of pep in your step under his intimidating gaze. you knew something was up, but you couldn’t help but melt — finally feeling like rafe gave a shit about you. that he was going to save you.

“wanna see you actin’ like it from now on… you know i realised,” his finger comes to his temple, lightly tapping. “you’re missin’ something. someone to guide you. an authority figure… ‘nd it must be your lucky day ‘cus i can be just that. you’ll… be in good hands.” he now drags his finger lightly down the side of your face, scooping round to beneath your chin to lift it.

“i thought you said you didn’t wanna be my friend.” you whisper, eyes flickering between his mouth and his eyes, the proximity tempting.

“didn’t say we would be friends… i was thinking something a little more… hands on.” his drops his voice to a mere whisper, hovering his lips right over yours. you give in to the urge, craning up and pressing your lips against his, which he lets slide for maybe two seconds — before drawing back and slapping you, grabbing your jaw instantly to bring your gaze back.

you gasp, tears springing to your eyes, usual smile wiped from your expression even more so now. “you don’t… you don’t do that without my permission. alright? i said you answer to me now.” he grits his teeth, squeezing your jaw just a little harder making your brows furrow in fear.

he ends up not being too mean on you, especially when you’re later cumming around his cock, the oldest cameron forcing you to call him ‘dad’ whilst you do so.

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#🍄 anon #rafe cameron prompt #tw impact play #tw fauxcest #kind of

[hanasnx]

MINORS DNI 18+

TOJI FUSHIGURO puts you on your back to hang your head off the mattress so he can fuck your mouth like a pussy. Lodges his fat cock all up in your throat until you gag and lurch, rejecting his length because you can’t breathe. A couple of firm slaps to your cheek to help you perk up oughta do it, doesn’t matter to him if he can feel the pain of his impacts hit his tip on your tongue.

#tw breath play #tw impact play #ch: toji #toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro thought #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x female reader #toji fushiguro x you #toji fushiguro x y/n #toji fushiguro imagine #toji smut #toji x reader #toji zenin smut #toji zenin x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #reader insert #toji fushiguro fanfic

[eunuchve]

tags: pet play, collars, mentioned cage, dehumanisation (?), orgasm control/denial, degradation kink, cockwarming, exhibitionism, gendered term (good girl). a.n: don't stare at me guys we are all freaks here pairings: ayato x afab!reader

being a pet for Ayato is not for the weak-hearted - sure, he'll pamper you in public, beautiful silk decorates your body, and a conspicuous string on your neck with a gold pendant dangling (and no one gets close enough to read what's on it), his hand always firmly on your waist, pulling you into his warmth, making sure you feel what you do to him.

behind the privacy of the chambers and walls of the Kamisato manor is where the little dignity you manage to hold on to gets stripped away; nothing covers your body, a thick leather collar replaces the subtle ribbon, written on the tag is clear as day-

'property of Kamisato Ayato'

today is just another day, with his retainers around, the hot air that's present along with your naked body splayed against his chest, your cunt stuff full of his thick cock would make anyone of them forget that this is just another meeting arranged by the lord of the mansion.

you let out another one of your mewls, your hips bucking to gain some stimulation, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"stay like a good girl or you will be sleeping in your cage tonight."

his tone is cold, he stares at the scroll in front of your body as if you are invisible, tho his hard cock knows the presence of your warm walls sucking him in so securely.

"don't cum."

you took a deep breath, curling your toes and blinking to gain what little control over your mind you have, hazy from pleasure, riding the high of being on edge.

ayato didn't let it slide, he tugged the leash attached to your collar, knowing that would snap you out of your haze, making you whine like an obedient dog.

"what did I tell you?" he asked sharply, narrow eyes watching your every move; not letting you breathe out of sight. Gods, you know how horny he is, the way his cock twitch between your warm folds is evident -- but the man is a master of masking his emotions, even pleasure.

"n-no cumming?"

"so little mutt knows human words after all." a small smile peaks his lips, his tongue licking them in satisfaction. The power trip he is experiencing is probably enough for him, certainly isnt for you.

"don't worry little pup, I'll let you if you manage to stay still."

#☁️ - unholy confessions #kamisato ayato x reader #kamisato ayato smut #ayato x reader #ayato smut #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #tw pet play

[poppy-metal]

If we're talking brat tamer Eddie can we talk about the impressions his rings would leave when he spanks you???

Like maybe the first time it's him playfully throwing you over his lap and giving you a few playfully, stinging swats to the butt, and then its a thing.

it's so hard to brat him >.< think he can sense when you're feeling antsy, when you get snappy and short tempered. he knows by then how you act when you want certain things from him.

cw: discussion of bdsm elements. impact play talk. i feel deeply about eddie being a good dom, okay?

thinking abt how he lets you have an attitude all day, takes it in stride really, until you get to his trailer. you're pouting on his bed while he takes off his jacket, staring down at your hands with a little frown.

you startle when you feel eddies hand on your chin, cool rings on your skin as he tips your head up. he's looking down at you so gente. but there's something stern in his eyes too.

"we communicate when we want things, don't we, baby?" he asks, thumb stroking your bottom lip.

n your body kinda melts because you know he knows. of course he does. "y-yeah." you agree softly. one of his dark brows raise and then he's lowering himself to his haunces so you're at eye level, big hands coming to rest at your waist.

"did you communicate very well what you needed today?"

its simple question. one you already know the answer to. you bite your lip as you squirm on his mattress,, "no.." you allow, because you'd been a spoiled brat all day, and no one had deserved that. it was just still something you had trouble with vocalizing. and you can't lie to him. ever.

"are you gonna tell me now?"

his voice is coaxing. something about the way he speaks always unfolds you like paper. your whole body heats at the image in your head displaying what you've been craving from him all day. looking at his big hands, calloused fingers from his guitar strumming, and glinty chunky rings. you swallow.

"w-want you to....wanna feel your hands."

eddie lets out a little hum, and his hands run up and down your thighs. you're already trembling. he squeezes around your calves, bites his lip and tilts his head at you, hes so pretty, you think. he says, "they're on you, sweetheart. what do you want from them?"

you close your eyes. "want them to hurt me...wanna f-feel them be rough with me."

you're humiliated because. you know this is more your want than his. eddie is a service dom. he loves you. adores you. he doesn't really think about hurting you on his own. you know hes explained to you that he likes what you like, that he gets hard and turned on from how much you need it. that if you ever have the urge, to let him know so he can soothe it because he genuinely wants to. you know that, and its still hard to ask. to say it. who wants their boyfriend to hurt them?

"ah." eddie says, like understanding has truly dawned on him when he's known all along. since the first 'whatever' out of your mouth. "i see. and that's why you acted like a spoiled little brat all day, huh? you wanted my hands on you."

you start to shake.

"baby." eddies voice is so warm, he rocks forward on his heels until his nose is brushing yours, "hey, look at me. its okay. you like my hands, yeah? like how big they are. bet it makes you feel really small when i use them to put you in your place, hm? makes your head all fuzzy."

you feel warm and milky, you don't know. the shame slips away because he truly does just get you better than anyone else. explaining to you in words, unjumbuling your own convoluted thoughts for you so simply. you just nod. beyond words now.

"that's good. thanks for telling me, honey." he stand, the handcuffs around his belt clicking as he moves to sit beside you. you feel the warmth of his palm at the small of your back. "over my lap now for me, okay?"

its as easy as breathing, you think, to bend over his lap. you feel your skirt being lifted. his big hand on your ass, nearly covering the entire cheek. he leaves his rings on, you notice, and that makes you wet.

"gonna spank you," he tells you, squeezing. his other hand is cupping the back of your neck, to anchor you. "you weren't very well behaved for me today. my good girl left. think she needs a heavy hand to beat the attitude out of her till' she comes back."

the pressure on your neck increases slightly, "stay still. If you try to run from it, I'll start over, understood?"

you breathe out. "yes, sir."

"Mm"

#ask #tw: impact play #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie spaghetti #eddie x reader

[mcondance]

stu and slapping.

he’s so into it. he’s got a terrible thing for pain and an even worse one for you being the one to give it to him.

the first one is always the best, when he’s forgotten exactly how your hand feels against his face, when the sensation is just a memory that he holds onto until he feels the urge to experience it again.

he reels back, winded and shocked and already feeling it give his brain the cloudy feeling he can’t get enough of. bracing himself on the counter, he does his best to stay here with you.

“fuck. .” he huffs, and a laugh creeps into his wounded breath, his eyes prick with tears. “‘s fucking gold.” he strains, hazy eyes finding your face.

“yeah?” you scan his face, a smile tugging at your lips when you see the hot red decorating his cheek. he nods, chest rising and falling with the beginnings of heaving, his excitement ramping up as he sees the twinkle in your eyes.

it’s the twinkle you get before you hit him again. which you do.

it rings out through the kitchen and he takes it like a champ, eyes squeezed shut and hand grasping the counter for grounding.

well, maybe the second one is the best. this time, he knows what it feels like and that makes it better, cause he has it under his tongue and now it, now you are sinking your teeth into him again, slapping him harder than the first time just to see his face turn red and his eyes get glossy, his whole body tense and shaky from the goodness of it all.

and again you hit him, catch him by surprise and this is the best one, he’s sure of it. breath retched out of his chest, hands on the counter and resting on his knee, he sees stars behind his eyes at what you do to him.

you make him feel a way he only feels when it has to do with pain. pain is his love, a slap across his face by your hand is one of the best things he could ever feel. makes his mind empty and his body burst into flames, his skin crawling with the sparkles of heat you gave him. whatever’s wrong with him is right when you’re hitting him the way he so desperately needs, when you share with him the perverted desire of his heart.

“thank you,” he chokes out, bleary eyes focused on your face. doubled over in pain and pleasure and whatever the fuck else he has going on in that fucked little brain of his. crossed wires fizzle and spark and it’s good. it’s so fucking good.

#cw impact play #tw impact play #stu macher smut #stu macher x reader #stu macher x black reader #stu macher x black!reader #stu macher x you

[hydrodragons]

“hat guy enters the fray!”

#genshin impact #genshinedit #genshinimpactedit #genshinet #faruzan #layla #scaramouche #wanderer #mine* #layla* #faruzan* #scaramouche* #genshin spoilers #3.6 spoilers #tw flashing #this is so funny bc i had all three of them in one team at some point LMAO #ok but this cutscene was so good tho #the fight choreography + the animation + the individual character themes playing every time a new character joins in????? AMAZING

[bakubunny]

*whispers smth abt him making ur ass every shade of red in front of a bunch of people bc he knows u get off from it bc u were a lil too bratty that day n runs away*

kirishima, midoriya, bakugo, shinso, aizawa, tokoyami, geto, nanami, sukuna

#everyone has tools they prefer but your ass is gonna be so hot n sore ur gonna regret it the next day #don’t forget the part where he puts a vibe in you bc he can see how wet you and taunts you for how much you love it #whispers in your ear so no one but you can hear every sweet and filthy thing he says #then maybe if ur lucky he might make you [🫠] #ok byeee #jjk smut #bnha smut #mha smut #smut hcs #jujutsu kaisen smut #boku no hero academia smut #aged up characters #bakubunny #tw impact play

[softistdom]

tying a vibrator to them while i beat them so they associate pain with pleasure

#cw implied violence #cw impact play #cw slight cnc #tw implied violence #tw impact play #bd/sm dynamic #bd/sm kink #bd/sm blog #bd/sm sadist #bd/sm dom #d/s blog #bd/sm community #nsft concept #queer ns/fw #queer nsft #bdsmdominant #bdsmblog #bdsmplay #ns/fw concept #nsft fantasy #pain play #sadist dom #bd/sm masochist #nsft txt #softistdom

[princessbrunette]

hehe imaging retired frat boy rafe getting mad at reader because she expressed the tiniest bit of curiosity at doing coke and ofc he’s been down that rabbit hole and shuts her down. and maybe he was alr having a stressful day and she keeps pushing it so he just grabs her jaw and is like “i dont ever wanna hear u say that shit again.” and hes staring at her with his signature crazy-eyed look, maybe lovetaps her cheek once or twice 😝 i need to be institutionalized

you’d be going through his chest of drawers looking for something whilst he’s standing in the centre of the room on his phone, typing away absentmindedly. you’re digging around, muttering about how you left your eyelash glue somewhere around here — when suddenly your fingers wrap around a straw and pull it out. you giggle, looking at it, and rafe looks up.

“why do you have a random straw in your chest of drawers?” you hum, setting it on the top. he’s glancing between his screen and you, distracted as he types.

“uh, it’s old. from when i used to do a shit ton of coke.”

“hm. i’ll keep that… just in case.” you’re mostly teasing, but slide it aside with your manicured fingers anyway. he glances up again, eye twitching a little in confusion.

“incase of what, exactly? i told you, i dont do that shit anymore. fucks you up.” he pockets his phone, strolling over and tossing the straw into the small bin beside the chest.

you pout, turning away a little. “for me… i’ve never tried it… maybe i wanna experience—”

“hey— hey.” he grabs you, turning you to face him, bending a little at the waist to look into your eyes. “dont you ever fuckin’ say that shit to me again, alright? you are not to touch any drug— okay?” you stare up at him, shocked out of your bubbly mood. “okay?” he repeats louder when you don’t respond.

“y’not the boss of me.” you sulk, and as quick as the words left you, he smacks you. not too hard, but enough to bring tears to your eyes. he pinches your jaw to pull your gaze back to him between his fingers, glancing at the open door as he shuffles even closer, closing in on you before staring deadset into your big watery eyes.

“no? m’not the boss of you?” he gives your cheek another tap this time. lighter, but makes you whine out a pathetic ‘ow rafe!’ all the same. “whos the boss of you then, hm? no go ahead, who?”

“s’you… i’m sorry.” your lip wobbles, two tears simultaneously falling from both eyes. he nods, satisfied and swipes your tears away with his thumbs, cupping your cheeks. rafe brings his lips to your forehead, keeping them there for a moment as he exhales.

“alright. good girl. i just— i can’t have you doin’ that, okay? you… you worried me.”

#anon #rafe cameron prompt #tw impact play