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bisexual-horror-fan · 1 year

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BEX I’M SO EXCITED TO REQUEST SOMETHING FROM YOU!!! It’s nothing fancy, but may I request something where New Nightmare Freddy just mercilessly eats out an AFAB reader? Like, he’s just totally nasty and messy and keeps going until Reader’s a sobbing overstimulated mess? I have a major need. Please and thank you Bex, you’re the best <3

Ahhh! ACE! So I know this took me a minute but I am so happy with how it came out! Just some filthy fucking nasty pussy eating! What more do you need! Got this in under the wire but happy Valentines day, eh? I agree we need more NN! Freddy, he is the best and I hope to do more of him this year! Let’s not waste time, let’s go!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 2.5K. NN!Freddy X AFAB! GN! Reader. No Pronouns Specified. Warnings. Use Of Bitch. Degradation. Dirty Talk. Dub-Con. Forced Orgasm. Cunnlingus. Fingering. Face Sitting. Knife Play. Pain Play. Fear Play. Blood Play. Chase. Cum Play. Freddy Just Being Gross. Crying. Overstimulation. Nipple Play. Rimming.

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“We’re Done When I Say Were Done.”

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He hasn’t needed to eat in years.

His body isn’t sustained by regular food. And yet still needs something to maintain himself, just what he gets energy from is different now. He gets power and life from taking it away from others, from making them utterly helpless and terrified and ultimately killing them, consuming their soul, stealing the very life force that made them, them. That is what he truly needs nowadays. He was more than capable of taking it, in fact the build up and the execution of it were far too fun for him, he loved drawing out the experience, “playing” with his food.

There are so many ways to toy with one’s food, and so, so many ways to feed one’s self, and currently we find him, between your spread thighs, eating you in such a fashion that while it doesn’t physically nourish him, it does satisfy him in a different sense.

You however were still trying to contend with the sheer speed with which he had snuck up on you, struck up a chase, and had managed to catch you. Seemed no matter which way you turned he was always right fucking there.

He did it with such ease there was no cloying or taunting variation of the oh so original, “Caught ya.” Because it wasn’t necessary. You filled in the blank for him in your mind and he could hear it, I mean this all technically did take place in your head didn’t it? You didn’t like to think about the mechanics, it could make your head hurt and you had a much more serious life and death situation to focus on at the moment.

When you were below him and he raised that sickening hand that was a mish-mash of exposed muscle and bone and blades, your eyes squeezed shut and you waited for the killing blow.

But it never came.

He didn’t end you like you might have thought, his hand fell, he did slash, but the razors only caught your shirt, your eyes flying open in surprise, and from the mild jolt of pain from the few thin cuts that grazed your stomach. He fed his fingers through the slits he made into your shirt with ease, he curled his fingers and he pulls, hard.

The fabric gives way and you jerk in fear as your torso is exposed, the remnants tossed aside, he finally acknowledges you, a sneer as he asks, “Scared?”

He leaves no time for you to respond as next the poor excuse for bottoms you wore to bed that night were torn away to join the same fate as your shirt. He was so strong, it took him no effort to strip you totally bare except for the sweat that had built up on your body from the chase through this blistering hell hole of steam and pipes and cracked concrete.

His monstrous hand came down, blades teased featherlight over your chest, cold metal brushed over your nipples and you inhaled harshly, sucking down a deep and shuddering breath as the sensitive skin stiffened into hardened peaks. The expression he wore was sadistic, the smirk twisted, his fingers closed on one and he pinched, he pulled and turned, rolling it in his grasp and making you let out a small and strained sound in response.

“I think you can do better than that, right?”

He tugged hard and you let out a yelp and he almost praised you but the tone and expression undercut it, making it fall just shy, “Better. But still pathetic.”

You feel the smoothness of cool leather against your thigh and the unmistakable hardness below it and the feeling of that forced upon you simultaneously turns your stomach and makes your clit throb.

Again there was no time to pour over or process because he rocked against your thigh as his bladed hand abandoned your chest, drags lower, fingers spreading the small amount of blood that had welled up from the tiny cuts he gave you earlier. He didn’t stop until two of his fingers were bordering either side of your clit, a small squeeze and your breath catches, eyes slightly unfocused and he was watching your face the whole time. You could almost hear the pleased purr at the reaction he got from the smallest touch, he could feel the confusing mix and mess inside of you. The fear and the slight nausea, the confusion and of course the shameful, guilty arousal. It was totally delicious, almost as good as it could get without killing you.

But not quite, there is still something better to partake in and he was intending to soon after a little more playing with you.

Your breathing was ragged, the fear was close to outweighing every other feeling because of how close the blades were on his fingers, the dangerous position. How one small slip up could fucking ruin and utterly destroy such a sensitive and intimate part of you. He didn’t stop his small probing and manipulation and how you had no clue what to do, to pull away or hump embarrassingly into his touch to get more of what you clearly craved. His fingers left you and your body went slack, relaxing until he laid down a firm and solid hit right where he had been touching previously. Your body bowed from the intense jerk of pain to your system along with a choked off moan. He let out a laugh that was somewhere between amused and malicious. “Hurts, hmm?”

A shaky nod and he repeated the action, harder and you whined from the abuse he brought to your clitoris. He tsk’d and a few more smacks hit strong and true, each one causing you to release another all too amusing sound and while you were still reeling from the last hit he took the opportunity to do what he really wanted.

He could smell your cunt, you were more than ready and he was simply dying to satiate that other lingering hunger he had. His hands on your hips he jerks you up and you inhale harshly, you were staring up at him, wondering his next move as he ground the smooth leather against you. The slick from you spread over the clothed bulge of his erection as he moved and he said in the most mocking way possible, “I’m sorry.”

He leaned down closer, “I’ll make it up to you.”

A harsh swallow before you asked, “How?”

He started to slip down, hands moving as he went, more thin cuts along your hip and down your outer thigh as he went, you hissed at the hurt and he hummed out as he found his place between your thighs, resting on his stomach as he provided the answer to you. He leaned in, unnaturally long tongue slipping out of his mouth before licking a strip up the middle of you from hole to above your clit making you cry out and arch before he told you, “I’ll kiss it better.”

You think if anyone else but him said that you would cringe and roll away but the heat behind it made you melt even more so than the heat in here already was.

Any lingering want to push him away or for this to stop has been put to bed when his mouth is back on you.

How could one ever begin to describe the taste of you in this state?

Describing how a person tastes might be difficult for some, trying to nail down and put words to the flavour of an individual, but he isn’t regular, is he? No, he isn’t human at all, he is so, so much more than that. He himself is like a collection of words, a living, breathing, idea, a story currently in motion and as such he has more than ample ability to describe what your needy and soaked cunt tastes like.

The unique cocktail that made up you was nothing short of delectable. A hot, heady, silky mixture, salt and a particular tang to it that was immensely pleasing to the palette. They say what you eat affects how you taste but again he isn’t mortal, he can glean so much more from the taste you provide, he swears that he can in fact, “-taste how desperate you are.”

He barely lifted his head or broke contact with his mouth to share that lovely little fact with you and dove back in between your thighs tongue first before you could even begin to conjure an adequate response, or a response period. You tasted like just what he knew you would and just what he needed, pure, unfiltered, barely contained fucking whore. It was just below the surface and he could bring it out to play with a few well placed licks.

He seriously wondered how long you had been deprived of anything like this, it felt like it had been ages from how you were responding. And speaking of, right now you were very tense, breathing shallow and thighs threatening to almost suffocate him, (well if he actually needed to breathe of course-), from how hard they held his head. His hands took care of that. Spread you wide and force your legs apart and flat to the surface of the bed to truly allow himself to do what he needed. You were gasping for air in short order as his tongue delved inside your parted lips, into your soaked and clenching hole, curving up and upon touching a particular spot you made the best sound you had so far tonight.

Back to you though and how you were handling all this. Your mind was a soupy mess of pleasure and scattered thoughts, trying to cling to anything as he ate you out in a way that felt like the one series of letters and syllables that could fit it was ferocious. How could he do this? Move his tongue inside you with such ease and simultaneously so much force? Your end was speeding towards you at a blinding pace.

His mouth seems too large. His tongue is still inside you, moving, sliding in and out, curling and working but also you could feel the wet heat of the rest of his mouth covering your clit, as if he managed to encompass your whole vulva with his horrible maw. Legs twitching underneath his hands, the string inside you threatening to snap, eyes squeezed shut and there was nothing you could have done to stop the impending orgasm, it overtook beautifully. A deep inhale in while you were on the edge and when you exhaled you were cumming.

You moaned, deep and genuine, voice wavering from the strength of it and your voice wasn’t the only sound. Eating someone out the way he was, it isn’t a quiet affair, it sounds lewd and obscene and wet, but more than that too, he also let out a moan against you upon the peak of sensation. The moan sent vibrations that made your body try to jerk against him, increasing it all even further.

He loved this part, feeling you clenching rhythmically around his tongue, undeniable evidence of what he forced from you. What made it even more delicious was the lingering reluctance, the wish that you weren’t so fucking into it and cumming so hard from the mouth of a literal monster.

His hunger was far from satisfied.

He didn’t slow even when your orgasm subsided. He kept going. The attempts at thrashing were ignored as was the beginnings of your pleas for him to, “Stop! Fuck, please-It’s too ahhhn, too much!”

Of course it was too much, it was all by design, it was the entire point.

You tasted better after cumming, he wasn’t sure how but you just did and of course, you were wetter even though some of it had to be from him. Long tongue slid out, he pulled back and in that deep, unnatural voice he told you, mockingly, “Scream all you want, I’m not stopping because you want me to, this isn’t about you.”

Confusion painting your features, “I-it’s not?”

A laugh, a sickening sound that made you clench around nothing and also made your hair stand on end before he tells you, “No it’s not. This is about me feeding myself from this-” His hand between your legs, his thumb stroking up and down your clit, dipping into your soaked hole, you hissed slightly from the overstimulation, “-sweet cunt. It is the best thing you have to offer me, addictive taste and I am going to eat it until I am done, no sooner.”

And then a funny little thing happened, him saying that, the look in his eyes, his hands on you, the fear you had felt totally melted away. True to his word, he didn’t stop, didn’t relent, more probing of his tongue, harsh sucks of sensitive flesh, nips of sharp teeth and cuts from his bladed fingers on your hips and thighs. The pleasure and pain intermingles in this scarily intense blend that makes you feel like you might lose your mind. He talks and what is odd is that when he does at points he doesn’t break away, you still feel the moves of his mouth but hear the sounds of his voice reverberating on the walls around you, he asks humiliating questions, makes impossible requests, expects you to keep track of the times you fall apart because of him and how could you ever do that? He forces you into many a degrading position, dragging you easily into whatever configuration he wishes, making you grind on his face as he holds you so hard you bruise. He leaves no part of you below the waist free from his mouth, clit and both holes are delved inside and abused till you gape and have wetness rolling down your shaking legs all while he orders you to- “Ride my tongue you desperate bitch.”

You are so far gone your body moves on it’s own, pace is uneven but you do as he wishes.

You genuinely lose count, you have moments of the briefest lucidity but they don’t last, you are lost to feeling and to the all consuming nature of him. He presses on the fresh cuts, makes blood spill and intermingle with slick and spit and sweat, he tastes all of you, everything you have to offer. When it all becomes way too much, when you have cum more than you think you ever have or maybe ever will again, too tender to have another wrung from you, the tears fall and you feel him break away only to be back on top of you. His tongue is back on you, tasting the salt laden streaks pouring down your cheeks and then he finally seems satiated, having tasted every single fluid he wanted from you. The last thing you remember before waking up was him nearly cooing about how you were a, “-perfect midnight meal.”

#Ehhh?#Pretty good eh?#New Nightmare Freddy X Reader #slasher x reader #Freddy x Reader #BHF writing #BHF asks #ace-of-hearts-and-spades

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fumifooms · 2 months

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Mickrin

Fifth entry of my “Dunmeshi rarepairs I will birth with my own hands if I have to” series. This one’s straight up embarrassing, like of course the shadow version of Chilchuck and Marcille would get me.

It suddenly grabbed me out of nowhere. What got me thinking about it is this exchange, first comic third panel, because like… Woah. He knows she has a thing for Kabru? Or something. And he has NO FEAR. Like it’s so forward and has 0 pretenses lmao. And then I thought… And oh no. Oh no.

"I can fix him" x "I can make her worse"

Very uptight and strict and rules-following and too self-aggrandizing tbh x will not hesitate to insult you to your face and sleazy and free spirit…. Kuro is involved in an ot3 of sorts in my head and basically they drag her into Situations of various moral standing aka scams or idk going to a club god forbid. I think she needs to relax and get taken down 1 peg maybe, and I think he needs like…….. Someone to teach him what is unhealthy lmao, also remind him to get work benefits, and if they can like get to feel safe and comfy with one another (and god just the road there would be a beautiful trainwreck to watch) they would be gossip besties worsties.

Kabru needs to be the epitome of morals but like, if it’s Mickbell she can lower the bar… Just for him… <3 She can fix him just a little and she’ll be like "wow! Ok I can settle for this amount of upstanding behavior from you Mickbell you get a gold star"

I never expected it ok I read this extra expecting nothing and god knows why I saw him be like "hey u like Kabru right. You’re his babysitter right. Which poor sap is being Kabru’s maid" with 0 fear and her being so casually pissed back at him and idk, how they’re so comfy being not polite with one another but they’re still coworkers-friends despite it… Crazy for how prickly they both are that they manage that much. They bicker and see each other as annoying at best but weirdly dependable and friends despite it all and……….. I am going to grow them in a lab and observe how I can make it work

MICKBELL IS A REBOUND MORE AT 9??? Maybe Rin and Mickbell have a one night stand and then the aftermath dynamic is this….. She probably regrets it. And then it gets more complex and grows into something odd as she becomes hyperaware of him and they have this little complicity thing going on….

I think cuddling with Kuro (who would be more like a platonic protective & soothing presence in his and Rin’s relationship rather than romo) would destress her actually I think she needs and deserves it. Go to a dog cafe bbygirl it’ll fix you. So what I’m saying is the three of them watch a movie and Rin and Mickbell are sitting on Kuro’s laps and everyone is so comfy. Kuro’s legs die halfway through but he’s self-sacrificing it’s fine….. Actually Mick is on his laps Rin’s just nuzzled into his side. There, fixed. I am so weirdly invested in them… They’re funky to think about. Rin seeing Mickbell and Kuro like "you guys are aware that what you two have is fucked up right" and then joining them in the messy dynamic 🤝 Put them in situations. That will be all.

The sheer amount of sass on their own, let alone together…

Make them get drunk together it’ll be glorious

#Dungeon meshi #mickbell tomas #rinsha fana #I’m sorry i see visions in my hot coco mugs #Fumi rambles #Dunmeshi rarepairs #I’ve had these two in the back of my mind for months by now i’m like. Idk if i’ll write them at one point but it’d be neat #Rin needs more love. This does it for me idk. Think of the shenanigans. Someone chasing after Mick and Kuro and they drag her through the #Alleys along. Market-going turned very wrong. Someone said since both Mick and Kuro are pretty touchy feely they’d lean on her &#I think that’s cute #Mickrin #Rinbell is also cute but eh #Everyone needs Kuro tbh he’s just so laidback and good #Kabru notices early and is like. Now what the fresh hell happened while i stopped looking at you guys for 2 secs. Good for u but also huh??#I swear i have actual meta posts coming soon i just have demons to exorcise every so often #If you ask me for another rin ship that isn’t qpr it’d prob be Pattadol. Toshiro too I’ve heard fun ideas for it but Pattadol…#Her little ‘money~’ laugh is weird lol. One common point with Mick?

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dirtytransmasc · 9 months

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something that breaks my heart, is that when viserys calls Alicent, Aemma, at Driftmark, she doesn't look surprised. she looks offended and saddened by the fact her own husband of at least a decade and a half can't remember her name, that he calls her by his late wife's name. but she didn't look surprised. it's happened before, and by the way she and Criston (though there was the faintest look of murderous intent in that man's eyes, cause he doesn't want to allow that disrespect to come to his Queen) don't really react outside of the discomfort and offence of it, means it probably happens quite a bit, enough for the two of them to react as little as they did.

#I know my girl has a pretty good poker face #she had to in her position #but her lack of surprise felt just a tad too natural #I hate thinking about Viserys calling her Aemma #neither woman deserves that #especially when we see alicent wearing Aemmas robe ehe she was younger #viserys is a sick fuck and im so glad he's dead #alicent hightower #aemma targaryen #criston cole #pro alicent hightower #pro team green #anti viserys i targaryen #hotd #house of the dragon

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illdragyoudownwithme · 3 months

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ehehe 4 arm raph,,, with glasses,,,

anyway hes made projections with 4 arms,,, so now he has 4 arms

The birth of a raphsona??? perhaps???

the first time i drew raph ,,,,,, and that was using a shit ton of refs. nice to see a lil improvement :] this uses no refs except for the pose cause I'm an obsessed sdfjkasgj this is my drug,,,, think I fucked up the legs tho,, wanted to crop em out but eh. made em too big lol

someone give me drawing ideas I'm on a fukin roll

ps I literally only draw raph like u see people who either don't draw raph or draw everyone

I don't know how to draw anyone but raph ok and im fine with that all I need is raph

#i swear i did not mean to make him pretty it just happened I swear #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt raph #tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #i was on smth when drawing this #got an ipad from the government and started drawing on ibis #and holy shit #ibis paint x #is top teir #its a great drawing program #i cant beleive i spent so much on csp ex #but eh ddint have enythign good to use ibis on #this is amazing im addicted ive been drawing nonstop since i got this help #i drew this shit from memory can u beleive that like wtfff #my art #need to make a tag system

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chainsawmascara · 5 months

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Idk man, I'm not bothered with aa, he's out here controlling the city and I'm sitting in his lap looking pretty bc I don't want r e s p o n s i b i l i t i e s. Go off, toxic king, hand me a goblet of blood and give me an allowance.

#I'm afraid to tag this #they'll burn me at the stake #i can feel it in my gay #toxic vampire sugar daddy sounds solid to me man #eh fuck it #ascended astarion #I'm not saying he's GOOD or it's BETTER or MORAL or whatever #but i am saying blood drinking trophy husband whose only job is to look pretty sounds p ideal on my end #freedom? in THIS economy? as if #astarion

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effen-draws · 7 months

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"You know, it's not courage to resist me, Boyd."

Rewatched Ravenous (1999) for the third time with some more friends! And. and. I still think so much about this movie my god.

When I have more time for something that isn't just a passing doodle I promise my few fellow Ravenous enjoyers that I'll finally make that mock-poster that I promised months ago o7

#Tried to lighten the drawing but I fear that it's still pretty dark #eh oh well it would ruin the mood if it wasn't #so yeah:-)#watch Ravenous 1999 I dare you to have a good time #ravenous #ravenous 1999 #horror art #john boyd #colonel ives #cw knife #cw blood #doodle #ravenous 1999 fanart #Effen's art

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mintjeru · 2 years

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magnet; cover art for the kavetham playlist i recently made

open for better quality | no reposts | ID under the cut

[Image description: A digital drawing of Kaveh and Alhaitham based on the poses used in the Vocaloid song, "Magnet." Kaveh and Alhaitham face each other and stare into each other's eyes. Kaveh slings an arm around Alhaitham's shoulder. Alhaitham's headphones have red and black butterfly wings attached. Kaveh wears red headphones styled like Alhaitham's, and his have teal and black butterfly wings attached.]

#kaveh #alhaitham #kavetham #genshin impact #genshin #fanart #myart #doodle #if you thought i was done drawing them. the answer is no i'm not #i'm normal and ok and fine about them #i'm also out of practice on painting so it looks a bit wonky but eh #fun fact: i had to go through certain sections of alhaitham's cutscene frame by frame to get his headphone design correct #why is it so complicated mhy!!!#anyway the kvthm artists on twt have these really good drawings where they're either almost/already kissing-#and i wanted to try my hand at that jdsjfjsdf #magnet cover art already has pretty poses so i based mine off of it

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galaxiesovertrees · 15 days

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little late for his birthday but I still have this time share

( closeups + notes under cut ! )

this was largely an au idea/redesign of aven‘s boss form since I find it to be kind of incoherent in parts. this isn’t meant to ‘ fix ’ the design though, it’s just my own spin on it !

the crystallisation of limbs is permanent after a certain point. the stonehearts have to be careful not to overdo it !

most of the species atypical aspects of these forms are reversible/retreat when their stones aren’t in active use

facial markings sometimes leave behind lightened skin akin to scars where they are in active use form

#not sure about posting this one but oh well #it’s a little old atp #still looks pretty good though #//#art //#fandom //#hsr //#art #hsr #aventurine #hsr aventurine #hsr fanart #do I tag him as kakavasha here ?#eh. no #honkai star rail

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