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feluka · 9 months
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#STILLMYBABYGIRL
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konaharts · 1 month
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'cause everytime we touch, I feel the static
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bakubunny · 6 months
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i personally need kirishima to hurt me and make it all better. *insert depraved bs here bc i’m always goin on abt the same shit*
tw: dark content, rough sex, spitting, hair pulling, degradation
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thinkin abt a good hate fuck from eijiro. like he doesn’t even try to be gentle or prep you for his stupid thick, beer can dick that hurts like hell without some work, just gets his dick wet by grabbing you by the hair to slobber on him a bit and goes for it. the sting is so bad that tears prick at the corners of your eyes when he slams back into you after pushing in, setting a hard, fast pace. your breathing is heavy and your cheeks burn, but not because of pleasure.
eijiro grunts and groans as he pushes your head harder into the sheets; he doesn’t want to give you the dignity of looking at your face when he does this to you, rails you like you mean nothing to him. you’re sobbing, so completely overwhelmed by everything you’re feeling that you can’t form words, but he doesn’t stop. his heavy balls slap against your clit in a way that only makes you clench down harder instead of relaxing into his thrust, the weight and strength of his hips pushing into you making you feel dumb and helpless.
but even through your tears, you can hear and feel the lewd squelching of your cunt as you get wetter. eijiro grabs your face and spits on your cheek. “…that’s right, bitch. cry harder. i know that’s what you fucking need. need to be treated like shit just to cum, don’t you?…”
it is, and he knows it too.
“…better fucking cum on my cock or this load is going all over your face, whore. can’t have you thinking you get my cum if you’re too stupid to get off when i fuck you….”
even through the pain, your head is swirling as a shudder rolls down your back and you shake, cumming so hard that it only makes your fat tears fall faster. the tight, erratic squeeze of your cunt makes eijiro groan as heat floods you and he paints your walls white.
soon enough, he’s holding you tight, but for an entirely different reason as he lays down and pulls you into his chest, letting you cling as long as you need.
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fbfh · 3 months
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not an ask but sleeper build leo lives in my head rent free 😳
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
you are so fuckin real for this. no literally bc I just KNOW Leo is either gonna look one of two ways. he's either gonna be looking like this
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or like this
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and either way you're gonna be drooling. you're gonna be barking and foaming at the mouth. sometimes he just fuckin. picks you up like a little rag doll. it shakes you to your core every time. he LIVES for the look on your face when he just scoops you up and carries you around. it's not that you don't think he can, it's just so. hng. aughghhh. he. he's so. mmmmmm.
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b1mbodoll · 6 months
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BUNNY HANNIE IM GONNA SCREAM!!!
pslplspplsplspls elaborate on ur tags 🙏🙏🙏🙏
love, 🔗
pairings: junhan x f! reader
warnings: hybrids + somnophilia + noncon + dryhumping + dacryphilia + panty stealing + masturbation + ear pulling + degradation + creampies
💌: my little love ur so cute i can always count on u to be there when the junie brainrot is bad!!!!! mwah
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❤︎₊ ⊹ bunny hybrid! junhan is the shyest little pervert!!!!! he dreams of using you for his pleasure and has the nastiest thoughts about you, his sweet and caring owner n it makes him feel so guilty :( he wants to be so good for you but it’s almost impossible! especially when he can hear you touching yourself in the other room :( his loppy little ears pick up on every single moan and whine you let out, making his foot thump when you cum wishing he was between your legs and worshipping your pretty cunt
❤︎₊ ⊹ speaking of his wet dreams, they start to affect him bad. he sneaks into your bed at night under the guise of nightmares and waits until you finally fall back asleep, freeing his cock before laying behind you and gripping your hips tightly while he humps your ass <3 he can’t help himself and lets out breathy groans, cock sensitive and his tail twitching wildy from the pleasure he feels. junhan doesnt stop until he reaches his climax, thick load spurting on your sleeping form, globs of it painting his tummy and your back making him cry because he feels so so bad for using you without your knowledge
❤︎₊ ⊹ one night you catch him jerking his cock with your dirty panties and you’re so flustered, cheeks hot as you try to reprimand him but the bunny boy doesnt stop. he apologizes through tears and literally wails when you pet the base of his ears to console him, emptying his balls on the fabric as soon as he feels the stimulation. he leans into the touch and clings to you, wrapping his arms around you as he humps your leg, begging you to continue rubbing his sensitive ears. it doesn’t take long for him to cum again, not when you wrap your hand around the soft fur and tug hard, pussy dripping at the sight of his fucked out face
❤︎₊ ⊹ when junhan finally fucks you, he loses his mind <3 your sweet little bunny is gone and in his place is a desperate bully, throwing degrading remarks at you and calling you disgusting for “teasing” him. says you’re an easy little whore for letting him ruin you ‘nd fills you up with cum over and over until you’re unconscious, reduced to a drooling cockslut as he takes what he wants
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whumpneto · 7 months
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Whumptober 2023 - No. 8: “I’ve got soul, but I’m not a soldier.” Overcrowded ER | Outnumbered | “It’s all for nothing.”
Milo Ventimiglia as Peter Petrelli in Heroes (S04E08)
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can-obeans · 6 months
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hey everyone, it's your favorite boy!
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skyloftian-nutcase · 27 days
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TotK DLC idea!
The screen is black. You don’t hear anything for a long time. Then, faintly, in the distance, you can hear it.
Link. Link. Open your eyes.
While the line echoes familiarity, the voice does not.
Or. Well. It does. Because while it isn’t Zelda, it’s a familiar man’s voice speaking gently, so gently you almost don’t recognize it because there’s no way he ever spoke like this in the main game.
But he is now. And instead of a golden light being the first image you see before the screen shows Link awakening… you see gloom floating in the air. The image cuts to a Hylian waking up who… doesn’t look like Link from TotK?? He’s different, still small in stature, with slightly tanner skin, platinum light blonde hair, and red eyes. But… something’s wrong with his forehead. There’s a weird line on it.
This new character you apparently are gonna be playing in the DLC blearily blinks his eyes open, clearly groggy and too weak to really move. But then that line on his forehead moves a hair, it splits apart, and you realize it’s a freaking eye, red and yellow and it’s like the ones on gloom hands and oh gosh what the hell is it doing on his forehead—
Link realizes something is off and his eyes blow wide, his hands reach for his forehead and he screams in agony and terror, only for someone to scoop him into a hug to soothe him.
And suddenly you realize why that voice was eerily familiar.
It’s Ganondorf. He resurrected you from the era of the Imprisoning War. You, who have a history with him and his family. You, who he wants to protect, who he views as his kid, who he calls a prince and says he’ll keep you safe by controlling your body with his dark magic if he has to.
Welcome to Tears of the Kingdom: Hero’s Shadow.
You have to play a long gone Hero who was resurrected. Ganondorf, who is still recovering his strength in preparation for killing the current Hero, tasks you with finding your betrothed, his daughter, as well as his wife. They’re buried somewhere in the Depths like you were. He wants you to find their burial sites so he can use his secret stone to resurrect them like he did you, and control them as well. Which is doubly bad when you realize his wife was the original Sage of Lightning. He gives you free reign to wander once you go through a tutorial (he tests you to see if you’ve recovered enough strength), because he knows you love wandering and collecting things. Your own personal objective, however, is trying to help Hyrule from the Depths, to break free from Ganondorf’s control, because Link would rather set himself on fire than let Ganondorf resurrect and control the love of his life and his mother-in-law. Your best hope is to find shards of the shattered Master Sword to try and stab the eye on Dark Link’s forehead and break the control Ganondorf has on you. Until you can, though, the monsters are your allies, you can teleport across the Depths by manifesting out of the gloom created by gloom hands (just like what Phantom Ganon does), and the world below is your oyster. If you get too close to sword shards when gloom hands are nearby, Ganondorf can see your attempt and immediately takes control of your body, and no matter what button you press Link just walks back to Ganondorf’s location and stays there until you get a chance to try again.
You start with three hearts, all empty looking like when gloom hurts you, and if you get injured they just shatter. Whenever they all shatter, you respawn at Ganondorf’s location because his gloom hands came and rescued you from dying. The only way you can get more hearts is by collecting poes and offering them to the statues in the Depths. You can communicate with the spirits of soldiers, who may give you combat tips or info about the area. If you gain enough of Ganondorf’s trust, he’ll let you command monsters, and he might even let you wander the Surface (under his supervision) during a blood moon.
You learn of Link’s and Ganondorf’s history through discovering ancient relics/texts that trigger memories. This connection between you and Ganondorf stems back to time before the war, well over ten thousand years ago. Link was engaged to Ganondorf’s daughter, but during the Imprisoning War the family fought against the demon king. Ganondorf did love his family, but he loved power more. Link sacrificed himself, letting himself get mortally wounded to save Rauru from a killing blow. Gan held him as he died, and it allowed Link to both beg him to stop and stab him in the heart with a light shard. The shard didn’t kill him, but it was what Rauru connected with when he hit him in the chest, allowing him to seal Ganondorf away. Ganondorf still wants the world, but his love for his family is still present, though now twisted, so he thinks he can control Link and everyone else with his dark magic in order to keep them safe and in line. Once the threat of the current Hero is eliminated, the world will be his, and his family will be safe. As such, he treats you, Link, the player, like a stubborn child, reeling you in, but does so in a horrific way, torturing Link by controlling him.
You have to break free of this and stop him, and the only hope you have is the distant call of a sword spirit…
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serickswrites · 6 months
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Hell
Warnings: blood, injury
"I am one hundred and twenty percent certain that Hell is filled with people like you," Hero spat as Villain held a bandage to the bloody wound on their side.
"People like me?" Villain couldn't help but be confused. They were helping Hero.
"Yeah, insufferable bastards who secretly do good, but don't want people to know otherwise." Hero leaned back against the wall.
"Why would people like that be in Hell?" Villain smiled as they worked. At least Hero was feeling well enough to yell at them.
"To punish you for not being honest." Hero closed their eyes and let out a breath. "People wouldn't hate you so much if they knew how much you help me."
Villain shrugged. "I don't care what people think, Hero. You know that."
Hero cracked open an eye. "Yeah, well you should. You should."
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lubble-underscore · 6 months
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you can pry the tbm scars headcanon from my cold, dead hands
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ellies-enrichment · 1 year
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i should not be left to my own devices
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sidesteppostinghours · 14 hours
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Thinking a lot about the inherent queerness of Fallen Hero.
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Ortega's endless public performance,
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Chen's perceived lack of humanity,
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Mortum shaping themself body and mind against the will of others,
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Herald's struggle past and present with the world's expectations of him,
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Argent's existence being tied to something others perceive as inherently dangerous.
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You are all Other.
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And you are stronger in each other's company.
@cigarettesandinevitablebetrayal
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fyeahygocardart · 10 months
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Wake Up Your Elemental HERO
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tomatoart · 1 year
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You people are insane. I’m going to Arby’s
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raineandsky · 4 months
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#86
Being a hero is stressful. That much is common knowledge. How a hero goes about unwinding from said stress is a mystery no one has yet figured out.
The hero settles in one of the little chairs in the circle. The man next to her gives her a light nudge. “Let’s see what you made this week, then.”
The hero reaches into her bag to show off her latest stress relief—a giant blanket, knitted in the downtime between jobs, sporting a rainbow of colours in bright streaks across its face. Everyone oohs and ahhs appropriately before the rest of the circle gets to showing off their own creations.
It’s been nice to have a place that isn’t entirely consumed by work, the hero thinks as she nods approvingly at someone’s mug cosy. No worrying about tomorrow, no wondering where the villains might be.
Her gaze flits to the next person in line to show something off, and her heart momentarily stops as she meets her eye. At least she doesn’t have to worry about the latter of her thoughts right now.
What the hell is the villain doing at the hero’s weekly knitting club?
“Go on,” the woman next to the villain prompts. The villain huffs and makes a show of it, but she pulls out a cardigan with a ghost of a pleased smirk.
The hero only realised why she’s so self-satisfied when she catches herself gaping in awe. The villain’s little cardigan is elaborate in pattern, swooping waves lining its shoulders. The yarns meld together in a perfect cacophony of colour. It’s amazing, more amazing than anything the hero could do.
The villain soaks in the praise with a humble nod before setting her gaze on the hero. It probably looks hopeful to anyone else, but the hero can see the glitter of arrogance in her eye. Go on, the villain’s practically saying, tell me how great I am.
“It’s nice,” the hero says through gritted teeth, and the villain’s smile turns humoured.
The hero can’t leave fast enough. Everyone else is packing their projects away. The hero’s blanket gets folded thankfully easily and she’s out the door before anyone can stop her.
Fine. A new project. Something to advance her skills and show the villain that she’s not the hot shit she thinks she is.
It takes all week. The hero holds her jumper up to show the group. The villain raises her eyebrows from across the circle.
“Inspired by another knitter here,” the hero says with what could almost be sarcasm, and the villain snorts a poorly contained laugh.
The villain shows off her creation. A pair of mittens, the patterns lacy and the colours bright. The hero scowls. Pissed doesn’t describe the feeling.
Next week. A layered scarf from the hero. The villain wins everyone’s affections with a tiny knitted elephant. “For my niece’s birthday,” the villain says innocently. “She loves them.”
Leaving is becoming more of a race with each passing week. “Keep trying,” the villain comments brightly before the hero can escape. “You’ve plenty of room to improve.”
The hero considers strangling the villain with her scarf.
The hero settles at her computer that evening with a scowl and a cup of hot chocolate, mentally prepared to prowl the internet for several hours for ideas on how to one-up the villain. It’s madness. She’s meant to be out there kicking the villain’s ass, and here she is trying to out-knit her.
It’s been three weeks, and she’s only just realising that her stress-relieving hobby is suddenly a lot more stress-inducing.
“Fuck,” she hisses outloud, and she momentarily considers the idea of knitting the word into a coaster for the villain too.
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whumpneto · 7 months
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Whumptober2023 - No. 1: “But now this room is spinning while I’m trying just to fill in all the gaps.” Safety Net | Swooning | “How many fingers am I holding up?”
Milo Ventimiglia as Peter Petrelli in Heroes (S04E13)
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