#casper smut | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

eilaafterhours · 5 months

Text

Patience [Grim | Casper]

Content: AFAB Reader, Light Dom/Sub, Blindfolds, Restraints, Men Crying, Cowgirl Position, Pet Names, POV Second Person, Reader-Insert

Pronouns: None (AFAB)

Reblogs: Let me know that you enjoy my work and want to see more, so don’t forget to like and reblog (and comment in the tags. I love seeing people’s rambles in the tags)!

Remember: I’ll block you if I catch your ageless or under age (not 18+) ass in my activity :)

This work’s concepts, plot and original characters are my own which means I do not allow any sort of creative theft nor do I allow my work to be entered into any sort of A.I. bots. Thank you for respecting my space and boundaries.

"How...how much longer must I remain like...this?"

The two of you had gotten into an argument about patience. He made the proclamation that he was leagues more patient than you, and instead of refuting him, you instead offered a challenge.

You turned your attention to your partner, smiling at his flushed features.

He was on your bed, spread wide on his knees. His arms were bound behind his back, and a blindfold hid his gaze. His entire body was coated in a thin layer of sweat, certain parts of his body flushed beautifully red.

Especially the head of his weeping cock.

You swiped the creamy slick away with your thumb, relishing in the way his hips bucked.

"Ah, so needy..." You rested your clean hand on his cheek, "Open."

He did as he was told. Tilting his head up a bit, tongue lolling out. You placed your thumb on his tongue, and he closed around it immediately, sucking it clean.

"You cleaned it so good." You ran a hand through his hair, removing the blindfold in the process. "Hi there, pretty boy."

"S-sunshine..." His eyelids fluttered close, a curtain of white standing out against the deep red on his checks. "Please."

"Has your patience run thin, Casper?" His teeth caught his bottom lip, "Do you want me to help you?"

You moved to straddle him, sighing through your nose as the weight of his heavy cock settled against your stomach.

The contact made him squirm a bit, "Ah—un...!"

You wedged your hand between your bodies, wrapping it firmly around his shaft. "Should I let you fuck my hand like this?"

"Mmm..." You were sure that he was getting caught up in the fantasy, not even realizing that he had begun fucking your hand.

You let him go for a bit, letting his moans go from soft and airy to restrained and from his throat.

He was so close.

You gave him a firm squeeze.

He stopped moving.

"So you're the only one who can get off? Naughty boy."

"I'm—fuck—sorry!" Tears slipped down his cheeks.

"Ah, I've gone too far." You kissed them away. "And you've done so good for me."

He finally opened his eyes to look at you, "Have I?"

You nodded, giving him a soft kiss. "And now it's time for your reward."

You lifted your hips, lining yourself up, then lowered yourself on his cock. Both of you threw your heads back at the sudden heat and fullness.

Very quickly did the two of you lose yourselves in the chase for ecstasy. He didn't last very long, but that didn't matter because the look on his face and the feeling of his cum filling you, being pushed in and out of you from you bouncing on his dick had you barreling into your own release.

Once you had caught your breath, you undid the binds from around his arms. You squeaked as they immediately found your waist, dragging you down with him as he let his body go to exhaustion. You let him, resting your head on his chest as his chin nestled on the top of your head.

"So...who's got more patience than whom?" You asked.

"...I'd say it's a tie."

You shot up. "How is it a tie?"

"I may have been tested, but as the proctor, you gave into your lust and came very shortly after me." He smirked.

"Well, I wasn't being tested, so it doesn't matter."

"It does."

"Does not!"

"It does."

And it went like that for a short while longer until the sticky feeling between your legs became too uncomfortable and a bath was more important than who was right.

Oh well, you'd just have to test him again.

I don't have much to say, actually. This is my comeback, and it's in a new fandom, um….yeah.

Welp, enjoy!

Ko-Fi | Masterlist

#eila ficlets #rated [e]lia for explicit: a date with death #a date with death smut #a date with death grim x reader smut #a date with death casper x reader smut #grim x reader smut #casper x reader smut #a death with death vn

383 notes · View notes

ghostedcas · 10 months

Note

Can you do William and Afab!Reader snugglefucking?

snugglefucking 🥺🫶

i hope this is to your tastes sweet nonnie <3

MINORS DNI !!

william afton x afab!reader

word count: 450

warnings: soft smut, snugglefuck, very very light dubcon/somnophilia (reader is like half asleep and consent is not direclty given but is implied/refrenced consent has been arranged beforehand), 18+, probably ooc william afton bc it's soft (they're both sleepy)

a/n: i'm a virgin and that's probably gonna be very obvious from how i write smut, my only experience with sex is the fact that i've been reading fanfics since i was 10 so literally 10, almost 11 years💀 that said, please bear with me >.< as always, reader is afab and referred to with some "fem" petnames, but identifying gender is not specified.

a/n 2.0: also i wrote this at my grandparents' house while tipsy💅

a/n 3.0: soooooo all the stuff i wrote while drunk at my grandparents' house got deleted because tumblr is a lil BITCH and ngl i forgot most of what i wrote so i hope this version is okay. i may come back and rewrite this again and make it a little longer just because i feel awful about taking so long to get this out

--------

your eyes were still blurry with sleep in the early morning as you felt your husband slipping your underwear down your legs as he laid behind you, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder as he slid the obstructing fabric off your body.

you glanced over to check the time, 04:46. you supposed william had woken for work and was feeling rather needy, taking advantage of your previously established arrangement. one both of you took advantage of often.

"mornin' darling, didn't mean to wake you." a lie.

"morning will.. 's okay."

"just relax for me, sweet."

and with his voice so sweet and husky, hoarse with the grogginess of having just woken minutes before you, how could you not relax? his touch moving slowly up your thigh, teasing you just so, before he places a calloused finger to your clit, rubbing slow and teasing circles.

a soft hum of pleasure escapes your lips at his sensual touch, spurring the brit on more. his finger slipping down to slip inside you, curling the digit against the spongy spot deep inside you.

"that's it sweetheart, takin' it so well..." william muttered into your ear lowly as he pressed kisses and nibbles to your neck, slipping a second finger into your throbbing cunt.

william relished in the sounds of your sleepy moans, hips bucking into his hands slightly as he drove his fingers into you at a languid pace. the lewd sounds of your slick against his palm filling both your ears.

feeling his long fingers slip out of you, you let out a broken whine at the loss, only to be met with the feeling of his tip pressing to your core.

"shh, don't complain angel. quit your whining, i'll give you what you want."

"will, please..." you gasped out, begging him so sweetly for something he wasn't even denying you.

william lifts one of your legs gently, moving it back just so to place it back on his thigh as he pushed himself up into you from behind, making sure to go slow as he pushed in, wanting both to be careful with you as well as torture you with his sluggish pace.

soft, broken moans leave both your lips as he slowly pushes in, taking his sweet time bottoming out. once he does he starts a slow, torturous drag, in and out, in and... out.

"fuck, doll. feels good, nice and tight for me, yeah?" william grunts into your ear, his right hand coming down and sliding across your front, making it's way down your stomach to meet your clit once more.

you could never tire of waking up like this, and perhaps you'd have to return the favour tomorrow.

#william afton x reader #william afton x reader smut #william afton smut #ghostedcas #casper writes #casper's 💌

663 notes · View notes

ghostlyviolet · 27 days

Text

The REAL Tate and Violet 💋

#ahs #ahs murder house #american horror story #violet harmon #taissa farmiga #tate langdon #evan peters #ahs fandom #free people #kinnie moment #Casper #ghost x reader #ghost smut #ghost

67 notes · View notes

sugar-omi · 4 months

Note

can I get cove topping grim? 🥺 like pressing this bbg face first into the bed, milking him for orgasm after orgasm- tying him up- maybe even blindfolding him? 👀 just ideas ofc jfjfkjgjg

mm i let my sleepy horny brain take over so if it doesnt make sense its 6am naeomi's fault.....🧍‍♂️

tags : NSFW, OLBA x A Date With Death, bottom grim/casper, raw sex, bondage/shibari, overstim,

oh he'd love blindfolding grim so much. and he'd look so pretty too and even better!!! grim wrapping himself up like a gift for cove <333

grim blindfolded would be so pretty too... laid up against the pillows and his pretty cheeks all flushed, his weepy cock dripping against his tummy.

silky red ribbon wrapped around his chest, thighs, tying his hands behind his back, and even wrapping it up with a pretty bow around his cock.

he'd blush and try to be confident about his outfit and position, "you're lucky, you get such a beautiful gift. why dont you show me how much you appreciate it?..."

"you look so pretty like this..." cove murmurs into grim's neck, his arm across grim's chest the only thing holding him up while he thrusts up into grim's pliant body.

grim whimpers, his eyes rolling back as he grips cove's forearm, trying to keep himself grounded.

"fuck!" grim curses, his nails digging into cove's skin, his body shaking and arching as he finishes again.

that has to be his 3rd, or maybe his 4th orgasm? he can't even think, his brain already melted out of his head quite awhile ago..

cove coos, stroking grim's cock, obscene wet noises coming from cove's hand being covered in grim's sticky cum as he works him through his orgasm.

cove lets grim fall forward, grim's back rising and falling as he catches his breath, his back and cheeks flushed, his eyes unfocused and heavily lidded.

he looks so fucked out and it just makes cove feel hot..

they're both already such a mess, the bed too. pearly ropes of cum on grim's porcelain skin and the bedsheets. hickey's are already blooming brightly on grim's pale skin too, cove's bite marks looking worse than they actually are.

grim will definitely complain about all the marks, he'll probably tease cove for how eager he was too, how he couldn't wait to ravish and unwrap him.

but cove can also imagine him tracing the bruises from the ribbon and admiring his marred neck in the mirror, how he'll probably limp and whine about how sore he is, all while reminiscing about how well he fucked him...

cove huffs through his nose, totally drunk on the sight and the thought of how long the evidence of tonight with last.

he fixes his grip on grim's hips, rearing his hips back, watching how grim's messy hole clings to him.

grim whimpers from the drag of cove's cock against his sensitive walls, his hole fluttering around cove's tip. he pants, looking back at cove through heavy eyelids and wet lashes. "what- what're you doing..?"

cove's hands grope grim's ass, pulling his cheeks apart so he can watch how grim's messy, puffy rim stretches around his length.

grim sits up on his elbows, a bit more awake than he was a second ago. "wait, i just came- ah! ohh fuck!"

cove's hips slam against grim's ass, his cock hitting grim's g-spot easily, rewarding him with a loud moan.

cove leans over grim's back, kissing his shoulder than his cheek. "do you want me to stop?"

grim bunches up the sheets in his fists, mewls and stuttered, choked whines falling from his lips. he tugs the pillow down, gathering it in his arms and burying half his face in it.

cove shifts so his knees are on either side of him, bullying grim's poor insides, his thrusts making grim's cock rub against the bed, his poor cock leaking onto the sheets.

grim pants, straining to get the words out "no.. don't stop, please don't stop.."

#olba #cove holden #smut #cove holden smut #a date with death #a date with death casper

99 notes · View notes

berryless · 3 months

Text

OK, Mr Grim Stalker

Grim Reaper | Casper x Custom Female Main Character (PWP, NC-17 || 5k words || smut, fluff, dirty talk, consensual voyeurism, masturbation on camera)

Summary:

Casper was caught in 4K during call, and MC lives for it. They banter lots, tease each other, Casper's barking and begging.

!Warning!

Not Enterely Canon Compliant, Canon Divergence, Slight Canon Adjustments, Alternative Timeline, Canon Typical Angst and Mentions of Death/dying/etc (but nothing bad really happens, I promise) (at least not in this fic) (this is pure smut with just a sprinkle of warnings)

Read this work on Archive of Our Own.

"You're blushing, Casper," Caha smiled, her head tilted as she watched him sputtering on the other side of the screen. Somehow the certainty of being seen made his usually perfectly coordinated limbs stiff and awkward.

"…What are you wearing?" he managed in a strangled voice, habitually avoiding answering unwelcome statements.

"Oh, this?" Caha tugged on one of the straps of her top, and her breasts jiggled right in front of camera. Casper wanted to look away, but couldn't, eyes glued to the display. "Laundry day clothes. Be thankful I bothered to put on anything at all."

Did it mean she could've potentially been sitting there naked..? He tried really hard not to think about it, but failed miserably. A stupid thing, really. Not that he never reaped someone during the intercourse, or never saw other bodies naked—both things happened to him plenty of times. The problem was, those things happened with strangers he had no feelings for whatsoever, and so was able to stay perfectly calm and composed the entire time.

And Caha, as much as it pained Casper to admit it, wasn't such a stranger. She was a nuisance and a sole failure in his outstanding career, and, fuck, why was she leaning closer..?

Casper straightened up, squeezing himself into the back of his armchair, watching Caha's chest practically pressing against the camera as she fished for something. He never knew she had a mole there, right in between. Perfect spot for kissing.

"Lyusha says hiiii," Caha hugged the cat to her stomach and waved Lyusha's paw.

"Hi, Lyusha," Casper answered weakly, casually waving back.

No, he wasn't at all disappointed with the creature's appearance. Or the fact that she was now babied to pieces, taking all of Caha's attention.

In fact he could stand not being watched for a minute or two.

Losing a glove in process, his right hand slid under the desk, brushing against the throbbing tent of his pants. Hells. It was infuriating how little Caha needed to rile him up.

Casper watched her scratching Lyusha's belly, breasts jiggling with each movement of her arms.

Caha had plenty of moles on her face, but he never knew… Right in between, huh..?

He propped his chin, leaning on his left against the table while his right hand was quietly pulling down the zipper. Unlike certain someone, he was dressed properly for the call. And now regretted it a little: sweatpants would've been easier to get around. Still, he managed. Without the constraints of tight clothes, his erection freely stretched the boxers.

Casper took a quick look at the screen, but Caha was still preoccupied with petting purring Lyusha sprawled on her lap with the most annoying baby voice accompaniment possible. 'Oh, who's the cutest sweetest little thing in the whole wide world' and 'yes, my darling baby angel, you guessed right, it's you' were spilling from her like they cost nothing, flowing right into his ears together with the endless kissy noises, like she was saying that to him.

She wasn't, though, and Casper couldn't help but look at Caha, voicelessly begging her to spare at least a crumb of that attention and affection to him.

She didn't notice, of course.

She never did.

Casper hid the lower part of his face under his left hand and took a first tentative stroke, still through clothes, lips tightly pursed to not let out the slightest sound, eyes on the screen, on that fucking mole, thinking only about how it would feel on his lips. Caha was so warm that one time he touched her. So soft. Even through his gloves, Casper felt that.

His lips would probably melt off on spot if he were to kiss her. Run his palms along her curves. Squeeze her chest, fingers sinking into soft flesh. Bite her collarbone, then neck, taking in the pulse of her life beating against his lips.

Now he could only bite on his glove and swallow down the swears as he slowly stroked himself. Quiet. He needed to keep quiet.

Caha paused, then smiled, eyes sparkling.

"I was expecting a pretty please, but that's better."

She slipped out of straps of her top and then yanked it down, breasts bouncing free of fabric. Casper watched her, breath caught in his throat, mouth suddenly dry. Caha scooped them into her palms, fondling herself carelessly, fingers digging into flesh. That mole was there again, deep brown in jarring contrast against Caha's pale skin.

"Well, how about it?" she asked, looking at him with a smile. "How do you like your bones, Grimmy? Are they up to your distinguished taste?"

He tugged his left glove away with his teeth and ruffled his hair, shaking his head that felt two sizes too big all of the sudden.

"You really want to see me barking at you like a dog, don't you?" Casper sighed helplessly.

"Maybe. Is that the only thing you want to do with me?"

"…Hardly. If anything, I want so much, I can barely think human thoughts."

Caha let out a satisfied laugh as she plopped back into the pillows.

"Not a very good boy, are you now, Grimmy?" she teased, finger circling around her nipple. "With many, many naughty thoughts in that fluffy white head of yours, tsk, tsk, tsk."

"And who's at fault for that?" He couldn't help but glare at her, grating his teeth.

"Yours, of course," Caha scoffed in a matter of factly manner, her chin raised high. "You could've been fucking me like an animal all you wanted, no thoughts, head empty, brain smooth and unwrinkled, but instead you chose this. Now suffer in the bed you've made. Or rather, in a chair. Touch yourself with those beautiful cold hands of yours, thinking about how mine would've felt. Warm. And soft. Very, very soft. No calluses, no rough spots. Wrapping around all of your length, one atop another, stroking, caressing and rubbing you all over."

"Hah… hngh…"

Casper choked on his suddenly thickened spit. With Caha voice in his ears, saying stuff like that as she played with her tits, watching him masturbating, his body tingled all over, nipples tender and taut, hips thrusting into his hand by themselves.

"Please… Talk more, Sunshine… Please… I want…I want to hear more…"

She sighed in a way that made him tremble, then her right hand slid down again.

"It's not just my hands that are warm, you know? It should be much hotter inside my mouth. I'm not sure if I'd swallow you whole, you're kinda…a handful, in more ways than one, but the tip? I would've circled it with my tongue and taken it in. You know those ridges at the roof of the mouth? Right behind the front teeth? Bet they'd feel good against the skin, won't they?"

"…Yes, yes they would."

Hot sweet mouth. That sharp tongue of hers gliding all over him. She would definitely be all teethy about it, just to make him quiver in anticipation of a bite.

Hands on him, warm touch of them. Handling him with that tender carelessness of hers. Soft, then firm, then soft again. Light scratches.

Her face, her eyes, looking at him from the bottom up with that mischievous glint to remind him that she may be on her knees now, but it's him who's getting played. Defenseless and at her mercy. Getting the desired relief only with her permission.

"You're so pretty, Casper. So, so pretty." Caha whispered, words round and sticky inside her mouth, r's rolling from her tongue right into his head like pebbles, disturbing his already unstable mind.

"Can't…take your eyes away…can you?" he scoffed weakly, trying to shake the picture away before he'd start begging out loud.

"Can't."

"Knew…it. Ha. Good…you're finally admitting it. Told you…I'm charming…and irresistible…for your kind. Hah. Hngh. Fuck…"

He bit on his lip, squirming in his chair, close, so close…

"I'm trying, believe me. You know…there is another hot and wet place beside my mouth I can put you in? One that'll take you whole. It's practically dripping now, I'll have to squeeze my shorts after this call, really, what are you doing with me… Better then, what you're not doing with me. When you could've. Honestly. You. Ugh."

He knew what she was talking about. Of course he knew.

"Caha…"

"It's hard to do it dry handed, isn't it? You're so sensitive, Casper. Bet it's grating to you without any lube, huh? I could've helped with that. Maybe. Depends on your attitude."

"Please…"

"No. More."

"Woof..?"

"Still no. More."

"Sunshine…please…"

"Please what? Use words."

"Please…help me. Please… I…I want…"

"Yes?"

"I want…this. You. I want…you…so much, I'm going…crazy. You're fucking up… my life…and my head…and my job…and I still… I… I… Caha… Sunshine… Please."

"…You're telling all this, but still aren't coming. Even though I have perfectly toasty dripping pussy to put you in. Swallow you whole and squeeze the life out of you. Or death. Or soul. Or something. I'm sitting here, wet heaving, frothing at my privates, begging to be stuffed. Begging, Casper. Contracting on nothing but air. Achingly empty inside. All those nice wet folds and pulsing muscles left unused when they could've been wrapped around your stupid pretty pink cock. Hot and tight, so, so, sooooo tight. Milking every last drop out of you. Wouldn't that be nice?"

That was the only thing in his head as Caha spoke, words and images blending together, all the fantasies about her he played on repeat swarming in at once, flickering under his eyelids in sporadic fragmented flashes: Caha with her legs spread wide, demanding to fill her; her again, palm pressed against his chest as she straddled him with that annoying cute irresistible smirk on her lips, her wet folds sliding against his cock, covering him in her juices; her again, hands on his shoulders, palm cradling the back of his neck, nails digging into his skin as he thrust inside her; her again, pushing his head between her thighs, fingers raking through his hair before grabbing a fistful of it right at the roots, the tug just the right amount of painful to feel pleasure; her again, eyes closed, teething on her lower lip, all her soft flesh and curves trembling while he mindlessly beat into her like an animal in heat; her again, riding his face, trembling and moaning, his fingers digging into her thighs to keep her in place; her again, his teeth on her neck, biting and licking and biting again, leaving possessive marks in his wake, mine, mine, mine. Her body, her soul, her heart, everything, all of her, only his.

Nothing but her on his mind.

Just like she wanted.

Casper came and choked, gasping on air, dizzy and breathless, lost between fantasies and reality, not sure which was what.

Caha looked at him from the screen, head tilted, pouting, her cheeks bulged.

"Congratulations. Good for you. I still think I would've done a better job. Made much less of a mess. And you could've cuddled with me afterwards, and I would've kept you warm. Humph."

She turned her face away, but soon looked back at him from the corner of her eye, then turned even further, chin raised high, harrumphing again.

How could someone be simultaneously so stinking cute and so fuckable? It was still a mystery to him.

Casper leaned onto the back of his chair and closed his eyes for a moment, evening his breathing and heartbeat.

Caha was so incredibly wrong about that one thing: she was the one who made all this mess in the first place. Unceremoniously squeezing into his life, into his head, carelessly breaking and destroying all the rules he upheld, all the things he thought were right, all the plans he had for the future, and triumphantly taking the main place among the rubble of his disorderly mind, crowning herself as she took all the space inside it, leaving no room for other thoughts.

And a week later he was supposed to claim his rightful rewards for winning the bet and ferry her soul to the afterlife, never see her again, and turn back to the life he had before he ever knew her.

Yeah.

She couldn't have made a bigger mess if she tried.

89 notes · View notes

lovememoreplease · 4 months

Text

Christmas gift ☆TW- blowjob (reader reciving), casper being tied up, male reader, cum eating, an/ aaaah i was sick and i didnt had any energy to finish it for christmas so im posting it now. its rushed at the end and i didnt put in all the things i wanted to :(

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆

the Christmas lights giving the dark room little bit more light. colorfull bulbs changing colors every few seconds and some giving nice warm light. all of them shining against a milky skin of your beloved grim reaper.

his neck wrapped around with pretty red ribbon and a bow at the end. the same with his hands that are tied behind his back. small shy smile plastered on his face as a dropple of sweat fall down his face. hes quiet stressed about it. he was thinking about giving you a gift for christmas but had no idea what to give you. and in this way he runned out of time and came up with it at the last second. he decided to give himslef for you. you told him many times how hes the best thing that happened to you so as well you can get him for christmas...?

and thats how e ended up sitting beside the christams tree tied up in ribbon all naked. its so embarassing for him....

"what a nice gift i got this year" you said as small chuckle left your lips. you walked up to him and placed your finger under his chin to make him look up. he was looking away not wanting to make eye contact. "dont be shy now. im very happy with the gift" you said with smile kissing his cheek "now... i should gladly accept my gift and use it" he finally looked in your eyes and just nod. oh how his pride is crumbling every time just to please his sunshine... "p-please use me, sunshine" casper said as he stutter.

you helped him to stand up as you went to sit on the sofa. he was waiting for your orders as you signed him to kneel on the floor and he does so. he kneel in between your spread legs and look into your eyes waiting for next commends. "i think i will help you, pretty boy" you said undoing the button of your jeans. "can you take the rest?" you tease as he took it as a challange and nod. his mouth moved closer to the zipper grabbing it between his teeth and slowly unzipping it. soon enough your pants are unzipped and you help him take them off along with the underwear you had. everything falling down on the floor as casper blush and sigh looking down at your hard cock that is infront of his face.

he moved his face closer giving it a experimental lick and as you nod for him to continue he nod back and lick the whole lenght. his tongue moving from down to up and back soon kissing the sides and then the head. he looked up to meet your eyes and continued to kiss and lick the tip before getting it in his mouth and giving it a suck. when your hand moved to his hair wrapping them around your hand and tucking on them he knew hes doing it right and continued taking more into his mouth and closing his eyes. his head slowly moving up and down you cock as he let go of small moans and whimpers sending pleasurable vibrations making you grunt and press him closer making him take the whole thing in. his eyes watering as he gag before he pulled away with small cough. "youre mean..." he pout "oh dont be so sad about it, prince" you chuckle at it.

casper lets out a sigh before going back to sucking you off. after few long minutes you finally cum in this mouth and he pulls away after a moment to show you his cum covered tongue before swallowing it all and showing his empty mouth. "youre such a good boy, casper" you said gently caressing his hair while casper soak all the praises that leaves your mouth.

#smut #a date with death #casper #casper a date with death #gay #male reader #amab reader

74 notes · View notes

sunnysoulzz · 7 months

Text

Casper Galloway x afab!reader

I couldn’t find any dead before dawn fanfics, so im writing one 💪 I love writing for nonexistent fandoms

Contains: virgin!sub!casper x afab!reader, takes place during the apocalypse, caspers got a praise kink :3, edging (m receiving), no mention of readers pronouns, reader is on birth control, (this also definitely wouldn’t fit in the timeline, also charlotte basically doesn’t exist whoops)

The sky was dark. The van was parked in a corner, making it kind of hard to see what was around from the inside. Your friends had gone out searching, you and Casper were left to guard the van/be the getaway drivers.

You laid on the bed, waiting for any sounds of danger. Casper sat at the table, doodling away in his sketch book. You sat up and looked at him, you always found him quite cute. You slowly stood up and walked towards him, peering over his shoulder you looked at what he was sketching. He was obviously sketching you. You smiled and tapped him on the shoulder.

He jumped slightly and looked up at you. “Ah- hey” he said nervously, his hands moving to quickly close the sketch book. “What’chu drawing?” You looked from his face to his hands. Caspers face was turning red. “Nothing” he swallowed hard. You couldn’t help but smile, the shyness made him incredibly cute. You sat down next to him. He moved over, giving you more room. “Can I see?” You gave him your best puppy eyes, your hands already reaching towards the sketchbook. It didn’t take him long to slowly nod his head. You started flipping though the pages. Half of them were of you. Casper watched your face, looking for any signs of disgust or hatred. He thought you were going to hate him. His face turning more red the more you flipped though it.

“Are these” you began, “drawings of me?” You looked to him, you already knew the answer, but you wanted to hear it from him. He stuttered slightly, looking anywhere but you. “Uh..yeah..” his voice was quiet. “I think it’s great” you looked back to his sketch book, “you’re a real artist”. His eyes lit up “..really?” He leaned closer to you.

You nodded, “of course, your art is amazing”. His gaze was locked on you, his eyes traveled from your eyes to your hands to your thighs. He blushed. You glanced over to him, watching the blush grow on his face as he looked away from you. You placed your hand on his thigh, feeling him tense up under your touch.

“T-thank you..” he felt his pants grow tighter, he didn’t get compliments often. You noticed the way he shifted in his seat, you licked your lips as you smiled.

“Casper” you shifted to fully look at him, “you…draw me quite a lot” you looked to the sketch book, then back at him. “Is there something you want to tell me?~” you smirked slightly, he leaned back, his eyes widened, “u-uh..” he stuttered out. You leaned towards him. You looked down, his growing erection becoming obvious. Your face felt hot.

“W-well..I think you’re really pretty..” he still avoided your gaze. You moved towards him, placing your other hand next to him. “You know, everyone else won’t be back for a while..” you moved your hand up his thigh, “we could-“ “yes please” he cut you off. His voice was slightly shaky. You smiled at him as your hand moved to his bulge. He bit his lip, his hand gripped the couch.

You straddled him, purposefully rubbing against his erection. He whimpered softly, his hand moving to your waist. “W-wait” he mumbled, “I’ve never…” he looked away from you, his ears tinted red “..done this before”.

You chuckled, moving to hold his face in your hands. “I can tell” you kissed him, the kiss quickly turned desperate and hungry. You moved your hand down his chest to his pants, you rubbed his erection though his jeans. He moaned into your mouth. You unzipped his pants and pulled his boxers down, letting his cock free. You rubbed your hand up and down his cock, using his precum as lube. You pushed his chest down, forcing him to lay down. You moved down the couch, looking up though your lashes at him before you licked his cock from the base to the tip.

He threw his head back, a loud moan escaping his mouth. He sat up on his elbows, wanting to watch you as you sucked him off. He laced his fingers though your hair as you started bobbing your head up and down. He tried to suppress his mouths by biting his lip.

It didn’t take him long to reach his breaking point. His breathing became heavier, he bucked his hips. His other hand moved to your hair as well. “Please I’m gonna-..” he breathed out. You let go of his dick with a pop. He laid back down, one of his hands moving to cover his eyes as he panted, “why’d you stop..”.

You stripped off your bottom layers, “because we aren’t finished yet” you smiled as you moved to sit on top of him again, happy you were on birth control. He looked up at you, his eyes half lidded and his mouth hung agape as he caught his breath. You rubbed his cock against your entrance, his hands found your hips as you slowly lowered yourself, wincing slightly at the feeling.

His hands gripped your hips again, practically leaving bruises already. “Oh fuck..” he moaned out. You bit your lip as you started moving. It didn’t take you long to speed up the pace. Casper’s hands still on you as he tried to buck his hips along with you.

It could’ve only been a few minutes of you bouncing on his cock when he throbbed inside of you, the grip on your hips becoming tighter. “W-wait I’m gonna-“ he whimpered out, his voice strained. You suddenly stopped, caspers cock buried inside you as you smiled at him. He groaned, partly from the feeling of being inside you and partly because you had just stopped his release “please- I need- stop teasing me~” he moaned out.

He looked up at you through his lashes. You started moving again, his cock going in and out of you as he smiled “yes- I-“ he couldn’t form sentences, the feeling of you being to much for him. He bucked his hips to meet yours, your moans filling him with a sense of pride. He wanted to make you feel good too.

You moaned his name. He doesn’t know what it is about you saying his name but he was filled with confidence. His hands held your hips in place as he started rutting up into you. Now it was you throwing your head back and moaning. One of your hands gripped his shirt, the other gripping the top of the couch. “Yes, just like that” you looked back to him, your eyes locked as he smiled at you. His eyes were half lidded, his face all red and his hair messy. God that pretty smile.

“Gonna cum” you leaned forward, kissing him as your hands moved up to is shoulders then to his neck while he held your hips in place. Your hand moved down to rubbed circles into your clit. That pushed you over the edge, you came around his cock. He didn’t take long to do the same. He slammed up into you, moaned loudly as he came. “Ah- s-sorry” he whimpered out, still hazy. You smiled as you laid against his chest “it’s ok, I liked it”. He blushed, if it was even possible for his face to be anymore red.

—

And then you had to spedrun getting dressed because your friends were back, followed by zemons. And from then on Casper was completely head over heels for you :] lol to the 5 people who know who this character is, I hope you enjoyed it 😭🙏 I haven’t properly proof read it but I NEEDED to write for Casper, why can’t I find any proper casper fics rahhh

#rodrick heffley smut #devon bostick #casper galloway smut #casper galloway x reader #Casper Galloway x y/n #dead before dawn 3d #dead before dawn 3D smut #survival of the dead

67 notes · View notes

caspercryptid · 1 month

Note

that astarion at camp thingy you made on twine is SO COOL!!!! I love it so much and hope you update soon!! sending good vibes through telepathy

Hey thanks!! this was a little bit of a rough week but I've decided i'm going to make a point of updating Astarion at Camp every sunday, so stay tuned for me to post patch notes tomorrow!

I try to work on it throughout the week but this week it just did not happen due to. Circumstances. (I'm just gonna silently plug my ko-fi as I stare into the middle distance) but i'm feeling pretty jazzed today so hopefully we can make some progress! This week is probably going to be the Gale threesome and expanding drunk sex virginity loss: I'm having a little bit of staring blankly at my screen as i try to figure out how to handle my headcanons of gale and wyll being trans, lol, like. Do I branch off to give you guys options for if you think wyll and gale have dicks? I've been trying to give options for bottoming and topping anyway so I could continue to be a little vague about it but Decisions Decisions. Anyway if anyone has any routes in particular they'd like me to work on, let me know in the comments! I'm not necessarily taking suggestions on where these things should go, since I need to chase my muse, but I'll absolutely try to prioritize the routes people are trying to follow if there's a particular point you're hitting the black screen and going NOOOOOOOOO

#astarion at camp #bg3 #astarion x reader #astarion smut #casper's haunted info tag

24 notes · View notes

xocasper · 1 year

Note

I wanna read Ray toro hurting me (sexually) and enjoying it (sexually) cuz of his enormous cock (sexually)

this ask is so funny so i'm posting the excerpt under it. here is ray toro x fem reader sadomasochism/size kink/literally fucks you dumb AND numb but he's really nice about it/dacryphilia/straight up porn by yours truly. enjoy xoxo

his cock is buried inside of you, stretching you open more than his fingers ever could. it’s a snug fit but you take him so well, biting your lip to distract yourself from the burn. it hurts in the best way possible, and your shallow breathing fills the silence as he pushes deeper.

“take all of it for me,” he says, voice barely above a whisper.

you feel like he's going to split you open, letting out a soft sob and squeezing your eyes shut, trying to prevent them from watering. he notices, caressing your cheek and shushing you softly. he knows you can take it. he’s never bottomed out, knowing how sensitive you are, but you swore that you could handle it. you want to behave for him, letting him stuff you full of his cock like a good girl should. he wouldn’t push you if didn’t want this, and he's watching you carefully to make sure he still has your consent.

“look at you, my pretty girl,” he coos, watching his cock disappear inside of you, nearly every inch enveloped in warmth. “you’re doing so well.”

another cry spills out, muffled as you clasp your hand over your mouth, clenching hard around him. he moans and your thighs threaten to close, but his hands swiftly move to pry them open. he’s so close, giving a sudden push and sinking in completely. tears well in your eyes and you quickly blink them away, but he’s already seen them. it’s totally sadistic, but it turns him on more to see you like that. you’re crying over his cock, quiet sobs escaping you because he's too big for his sweet girl. but you’re so obedient, suffering through the unbearable stretch and digging your nails into his biceps, taking a shaky breath before telling him to continue.

“please,” you beg, voice teetering on the edge of breakage. “please move.”

you sound vastly uncertain, and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t worried. “are you sure?”

his voice is so gentle, and he’s caressing your thighs as if he’ll shatter you. his delicacy has your heart pounding, and you answer with as much confidence as you can. “yes, please.”

god, you’re so fucking good to him. slowly, he pulls his hips back, listening to you gasp as your muscles contract again. just as soon though, he’s pushing back in, and the burn and hot tears return. yet, everything’s alright—you’re into the pain as much as he is, moaning at the stretch and soaking his cock.

“you’re doing so well,” he murmurs, lazily rolling his hips against yours. “gonna let me come inside you, baby? fill this pretty pussy up?”

you nod, whining as he nestles himself inside of you. in almost every way, you’re his, fueling his lust even further. it’s insatiable, and ray’s barely holding himself back as his hips rock against yours. he loses focus for a moment and tunes into his desires, giving a particularly harsh thrust, only for his eyes to shoot open and down to you. his first thought is to coddle you and apologize, but your lips are parted and you’re squeezing the life out of his arms. you’re enjoying it, and he can’t help but pause to admire you, briefly falling out of rhythm.

you’re at war with yourself. it hurts, but he's holding you close and gazing down at you like you hung the fucking moon. the pain makes your head spin, twisting into a sick sort of pleasure, and you're moaning at the warmth it brings. he's filling the air with the same sounds, and it makes everything remarkably easier. it's all in your head, and with a bit of effort, you can focus on ray. how he's feeling, how perfect he thinks you are for letting him use you. it's arousing, and you grip his arms a little tighter at his imaginary praise.

it’s not long before you're numb to the pain, your head too cloudy to feel anything, really. ray's pulling you a little closer as his pace picks up, his touch as loving as ever. your eyes flutter open to see his staring back, swimming with a foreign hunger. he’s always so gentle—he takes care of you, always meeting your needs and making sure that you’re okay. but now? you don’t really want to be okay. you want to see him basking in euphoria and moaning as he comes inside you, blissed-out after using you to fulfill his own fantasies.

“more,” is all you can manage, the word coming out as a whimper.

it’s a simple request, but it still surprises him. ray would never deny you anything, although he still glances down to make sure you’re certain. “really?” he breathes, panting as he shines with sweat.

he sounds hopeful, so you nod, moaning as he thrusts a bit harder. “mhm, god, please,” you beg, the words running together until you can barely understand yourself.

his name is on your tongue and it’s spoken like a prayer, desperate and pleading for him to ruin you. there's a building pressure, and everything starts to feel tense. he’s growing rougher, head falling forward as he moans without restraint, gripping your thighs and pounding into you until it hurts. even as the tears begin to fall, you can’t tell him to stop. you can’t take this from him, so you slur obscenities and cling to him like your life depends on it. and it’s worth it, because he looks so pretty behind the mess of curls, pupils blown and cheeks flushed. you’re the one who did this to him, wrecking him the same way he’s wrecking you.

it all starts to fade, becoming too much, too quick, and the pressure lifts. you’re oblivious to tears that roll down your cheeks and how you’re so much louder than he is. you’re just staring up at him with wide, watery eyes that beg him to come. warmth ripples through you but you hardly notice, too delirious and drunk on his touch to revel in it. no, you’re focused on him.

“look at you,” he muses again, so in awe at the sight before him.

it’s like he can’t believe that this is real. you’re a dream, his fairytale girl. you're so perfect and kind, giving everything you have to him, even if it hurts. he’s more aware of your orgasm than you are, feeling you tighten around him in repetition until his body’s doing the same. he’s panting and his hips are stuttering, thighs tensing up and he thrusts one final time. his word is good, and you watch as he comes inside you, focus melting into bliss as his breathing evens out. you’re still gazing up at him and he’s half convinced that he broke you. he carefully pulls out and memorizes the scene—your lax figure and stained cheeks, all proof of your perfection.

it’s quiet, save for his murmured praise. he kisses your temple, soft and easy, cradling you like a china doll. it’s like you’ve forgotten how to move, still so numb, but you take a rattled breath and form a few words.

“did i do good?”

he’s surprised that you have to ask, but he wastes no time reassuring you. “you did wonderful.”

you sniffle and roll onto your side, ignoring the stickiness that coats your thighs. everything else seems trivial—all you need is ray, his warmth and comfort, making sure you’re alright before he leaves to clean up. and he does, letting you nuzzle into his chest and play with his hair. his arms wrap around your waist and he pulls you closer, resting his head on top of yours until you’re drowsy and okay. that’s all that matters to him.

your eyes fall shut, and there’s a light dip in the mattress when he gets up, leaving a cold emptiness in his wake. it’s not long until he returns though, placing water on the nightstand and wiping the mess away. you don’t register much more than that, just his embrace and a hint of pride as the same thought orbits your head.

you did good.

#answered asks #casper after dark #ray toro x reader #ray toro smut #not adding my taglist because it's literally an excerpt and not going on my masterlist or anything #gender is crazy but i would let ray toro feminize me as much as he wants

176 notes · View notes

shuyamino · 2 years

Text

18+ Smut Audio Masterlist

note : ✒ ،، proper warnings will be written for each link, but please double check with the actual post for specifics! since some of the content of the audios has dark content or mentions dark content, i will post them under my purple border so they're easily avoidable <3

a lot are m4f, im trying to find more m4m ones that i like , but its a bit hard and the VAs are MDoms because ahahaa <3 i couldnt find the links to other audios i have listened to, so i'll update this once i do ^_^

my favorites are bolded

minors + ageless blogs dni

A Perfect Massage by mmurmuring

My Puppy, My Good Girl, My Love by this_guy_eli

The Kinky Restaurant by this_guy_eli

Learning Your Lesson by this_guy_eli

The Rogue and the Cleric by vexinglex

So, You Want to be My Puppy by grinningpup

The Nerd in the Study Group Is Actually a Dom by chris_anthemum_audio

Stuffing myself inside you and losing my fucking mind by thejarlinintheuk

Your Boyfriend's Older Brother Makes You His Toy by mmurmuring

Our Big Secret by vexinglex

It's Always the Shy Ones by mmurmuring

Cock Riding for Dummies by vexinglex

"Soundgasm"? What are all these tabs? by mmurmuring

#casper★thirsts #masterlist #smut audio #ALRIGHT HERE U GUYS GO/....#u can tellw ho my fave VAs are <3 #mmurmuring does a lot of dark content in his audios but he usually has aftercare audios after which is so <33

1K notes · View notes

angelltheninth · 4 months

Text

You Find Out That the Grim Reaper Has a Breeding Kink

Pairing: Casper/Grim Reaper x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, breeding kink, talking about being parents, creampie, praise, teasing, condom use then no condom use

A/N: Why do I need him? Why is white hair one of my few weak spots? Why?

Not that he hates having sex with a condom on, having sex with you in any way is great

But you can see how his eyes narrow at the rubber when he puts it on

Even more when he has to throw it away and its filled with his cum

Refuses to talk about it or admit that he doesn't like using condoms because he likes having sex with you too much

You had to test this out, safely first, by locking your legs around his hips right as he was about to come and letting it slip that you want him to get you pregnant... some day

Casper didn't hear that last part, instead admitting he wants that too, he wants to breed you full of his seed

If only this damn condom wasn't in the way

When cuddling begins you feel him caressing your belly, still talking about how good of a mom you'd be, how much he'd love to see you pregnant and experience being a dad

He's being a lot more sappy then usual

Was very happy when you told him he can have sex with you without condoms, but then sad when you told him you're on the pill

Despite how eager he is you aren't quite ready to be a mom yet

That doesn't mean you can't practice

By practice if course you mean him finishing inside of you many times and always fucking the cum into your womb before it has a chance to leak out

#a date with death x reader #grim reaper x reader #casper x reader #a date with death imagine #grim reaper imagine #casper imagine #a date with death headcanons #grim reaper headcanons #casper headcanons #a date with death smut #grim reaper smut #casper smut #a date with death #grim reaper #casper #x female reader

2K notes · View notes

eilaafterhours · 4 months

Text

Take a Picture [Grim | Casper]

Content: AFAB Reader, Lingerie, Men in Lingerie, Banter, Nude Photos, Dom/Sub Undertones, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Smut, Reader-Insert

Pronouns: None (AFAB)

Reblogs: Let me know that you enjoy my work and want to see more, so don’t forget to like and reblog (and comment in the tags. I love seeing people’s rambles in the tags)!

Remember:I’ll block you if I catch your ageless or under age (not 18+) ass in my activity :)

You and Casper had a very active sexual life. Once he was here, and once you had your hands on him, well—Simply put, the two of you got your fill of each other, and yet it was never enough.

This, however, was new to the two of you, and you're very interesting on learning just how this thought got into Casper's head.

You ran your fingers over the mesh fabric, then paused as they caught onto some loose ribbon. A smile slowly crept across your face.

"Prefect..." A wonderful plan had devised itself, and you were absolutely ready to enact it.

All you had to do was hold out and wait your turn.

Which proved to be harder than you imagined.

After you had put the outfit on and did a little bit of dolling up, you exited the bathroom. Of course, you knew that he'd also be dressed up—that was the whole point of this.

The outfit was simple—so very simple. It was a black halter dress with an open back and very high slit on both sides, the thin straps of a black thong peaked through the slits, and you added a black leather garter belt for one of his thighs.

But gods, you always seemed to forget just how beautiful Casper really was.

The black contrasted his pale skin, making his skin glow (and glitter? Did he use your shimmer mist?). Especially at his thighs and curves of his hips, both the thong and garter belt, hugging the flesh nicely.

You bite your lip. How could you last with this in front of you? You wanted to take him right now. Ruin him just like you know he wants, and then take your pictures. Actually, maybe you could—

"Sunshine?" He called, snapping you out of your deprived thoughts. "Are you already thinking of throwing in the towel?" One of his fingers found the waistband of the thong, pulling on it, then letting it snap sinfully against his skin. "I know you're trying really hard."

You narrowed your eyes at that.

Big talk meant big action in this household. And now the two of you had reached the climax: seeing just who would break first.

And you'd be damned if it were you.

You smiled, making your way to him. "I'm fine, but—" Your hand ran through his hair, exposing his red ears. "You'll never be able to hide from me."

And then you were gone, pulled away from him and sitting on the edge of the bed. "I'll even let you go first—put me how you want me, Casper."

He took a deep breath as he picked up the camera.

"On your knees, lean back on your hands, stick your chest out." His order was succinct, and his tone left no room for any more banter. You did what you were told, adjusting yourself as he commanded.

Click! "Ass up."

Click!

Then he hesitated, his eyes flicking away from you. "...Lean up against the headboard, spread your legs and..."

You knew where he was going, but you wanted to hear him say it. So you waited, playing with a stray loose thread.

"And spread your cunt."

A spread through your body. You were expecting pussy—not cunt. And the way his voice deepened had your cunt clenching.

You adjusted yourself a bit, finding a more comfortable position. Then your fingers glided down to your pussy and—

"You act unbothered, and yet your pussy drools for my cock."

You squeezed your eyes shut, legs slamming shut.

You heard him chuckle. "That won't do." He moved closer, leaning down next to your ear. "Open or I'll get something to keep them open."

His warm breath sent a shiver down your spine that had you close off more, but when his hand tapped your thigh, you did as you were told, finally spreading yourself like he wanted.

"Eyes on me." Your watery gaze met his unwavering one.

Click!

You breathed a sigh of relief, removing your hand and letting your legs fall shut.

That was...a lot more than you were expecting.

Being the good partner he was, Casper was at your side. "You did so good for me."

"I know." You nuzzled into him. "I just forgot how intense you can get..."

He pressed a kiss against your cheek. "Interesting that you say forgot instead of admitting that you enjoyed it."

"I mean, I did, but…" There was not "but". You liked it, and he knew it, and know that he knew for certain.

You'd be in a lot more trouble down the line. Oh well, that'll be then and this is now.

And now, it was your turn.

You started off easy. Your first picture of him matched your own first picture.

Click!

For the second, you had him move to the end of the bed, and pull the skirt of the dress to the side. Which exposed his very prominent erection and small wet spot.

You smirked. "You look ready to bust—you're already leaking! Do you think you'll be able to hold off until you get inside me?"

He huffed. "...of course." So the answer was maybe.

Well, it was no, but he didn't need to know that.

"I mean, I did, but..." There was not "but". You liked it, and he knew it, and know that he knew for certain.

You'd be in a lot more trouble down the line. Oh well, that'll be then and this is now.

And now, it was your turn.

You started off easy. Your first picture of him matched your own first picture.

Click!

"Pull the thong to the side."

He raised a brow. "That's it?"

You nodded.

"I don't trust you." But did it regardless, hissing as the fabric brushed over the head of his cock.

Click!

He blinked, obviously caught off guard by the sudden flash.

"I wasn't ready!" He frowned.

You smiled at him, moving closer. "Yes, but your face was so pretty. I couldn't help it." You dropped in front of him, "How about one extra picture?" You held out the camera to him.

"...you are insatiable." And yet he still took the device from your hand.

"You're one to talk." You flattened your tongue and licking from the base to the head. "Make sure to get a good shot. You've only got one."

You were going to play with him, maybe edge him a bit, but he was reached his release quicker than either of you expected.

You at least had some sort of warning, though.

"Wait fuck—!"

You squeezed your eyes shut as hot ropes of cum splattered across your face. You took a moment to catch your breath, ready to stand up and clean your face, but—

"Open your mouth. Wide." You weren't expecting him to speak, just take the picture and be done with it. But then something hot and heavy was placed on your tongue, and you knew why.

Click!

You gave him one last good suck before pulling off him with a pop.

"Seven Hells...you will be the death of me."

"My head game's so strong it'll kill you? Damn." You tapped his thigh. "Now, help me to the bathroom, please."

And that was supposed to be the end of it, but of course it wasn't because it was never enough. Somehow, after helping you clean your face, he placed you on the counter, shoving the camera (of course he brought it in here) into your hands bullying himself between your legs, and returned the favor tenfold.

He made you squirt. Your juices sprayed him, his clothes, the counter and ran down the cabinets. And then he lifted his head up, giving you a full view of his soaked face.

Click!

This one was your favorite.

"Fuck me..." You swallowed harshly, placing your hands on your shaking thighs.

"Should I be worried? Was I that good?" He said it casually, cleaning his face, as if he didn't give some of his best head on record.

You narrowed your eyes at him. "Fuck you."

"Actually," Casper pulled off the counter, easily sliding you on his waiting cock. "I'd rather fuck you."

You whined, head hiding in his neck. "S-sensitive..." But that didn't stop you from rolling your hips. "You owe me a picture."

"Of course, of course." You knew that tone, he was plotting.

Oh well, it wasn't like you also weren't doing the same thing. If he wanted more pictures, he could have him.

But you'd also get what was yours.

100% if anything else needs to be tagged, let me know because I've just been released from the haze of this work.

Anyway, I saw these

and they made me lose my fucking mind and I had to stop writing another piece to write this one.

AND THEN I GOT POSSESSED BECAUSE UMMMMMM WHAT IS THIS

DON'T ASK ME, I DON'T KNOW.

Ko-Fi | Masterlist

247 notes · View notes

ghostedcas · 7 months

Note

Ok so like, I really like ghost and könig....I was wondering if you could do a not so safe for work story for me? I don't really mind how it plays out as long as you could maybe put some knife/gun play in there and lots of teasing...would mean a lot to me

knifeplay and gunplay🤭🤤 i am such a whore for these it's so sad

i hope you eat well darling 🫶

könig x afab!reader x ghost

wc: 896

tw: SMUT SMUTTY SMUT SMUT, knifeplay, gunplay, penetration with an inanimate object, a lil bit of a blood kink (just a teensy bit), poorly translated german

MINORS DNI

a/n: i had the most evil lil smirk on my face when i read this request, i love it sm. when i tell y'all i was smirking uncontrollably as i wrote this?? also can y'all tell what petname i like the most lol

a/n 2.0: i tried to make this relatively gender neutral but reader is described with female genitalia

--------

"schatzi, can you come here? ghost and i have something we want to discuss with you." you hear könig say, beckoning you into his and ghost's shared quarters. his tone sounded rather serious and it made you fear that perhaps you may have done something wrong.

however when you entered the room you knew that that was not the case, or so you hoped anyway. in ghost's hand you saw your journal. it was no simple journal though, no, this journal contained all of your dirtiest thoughts an fantasies.

"nice of you to join us, love. we found quite the intriguing... stories in this little book of yours." ghost says, you can practically see his smirk behind his balaclave.

"oh my go- i can explain!" you say, trying to think of a defense for the things written in that book. things that may or may not have involved some very filthy deeds between yourself and your two boyfriends, things far filthier and taboo than you had already experienced with them.

"no, no, maus. we don't want an explanation, we don't want to hear your pathetic little excuses, dirty little thing..." könig says with a chuckle. "there was one entry both ghost and i found rather... intriguing. something that we would love to make a reality, our süße schmutziges mäuschen."

he pulls you over to the bed and has you sit next to ghost who begins to read off an excerpt from your journal. you can feel your face begin to heat up in embarrassment as he reads, making sure to emphasize every dirty little detail.

you wanted nothing more than to sink into the bed and disappear, this was so embarrassing that words couldn't even describe how embarrassed you were at the moment.

"you naughty little minx, writing down all your little fantasies in this little book. i bet you wanted us to find this, hm?" ghost asks qith a smirk. "you knew exactly what would happen, you knew we would find this book filled with all your filthy little thoughts."

"no! no, i didn't!" you protest.

"knives and guns? my, my maus... you have quite the imagination." könig chuckles deeply.

"sweetheart, if you wanted to try these things, you could've just asked us." ghost adds.

the next thing you knew you were tied down to the bed, clothes discarded as ghost and könig sat on either side of you, könig tracing a large hunters knife gently down your torso as ghost ran one of his pistols across your cheek, caressing your face with the gun.

"hold still maus, wouldn't want to cut your pretty skin... unless? would you? would you like to bleed for us schatz?" könig asks with a dark chuckle, you can feel your heart skip a beat at the suggestion. it was hard to tell if he really would or not, especially as he ran the blade of the knife across your skin so slowly and carefully, if he pressed any harder he would definitely break the skin.

"maybe another night little love, for now, just enjoy our teasing." ghost says with a smirk, mask still on, but you could hear the smug smirk in his tone of voice.

"just lay there nice and pretty for us maus, our good little maus, ja?"

and so there you laid as your two boyfriends ran their weapons across your body, slowly and agonizingly teasing you with them, it was torturous, agonizing even. but in the most pleasurable way possible.

just as you were getting used to the sensations they were subjecting you to, you felt könig's cold blade lift away from your skin as ghost trailed the gun down your torso. the next thing you knew you could feel something solid press to the entrance of your cunt. the handle of könig's knife.

without much warning he slowly began to press it into you, watching your face as it contorted in surprise and pleasure, soft gasps and moans escaping your lips.

as könig thrusted the handle of his hunter's knife in and out of you, you felt ghost bring a hand up to your throat, wrapping around it just so.

"that's it love, just lay there and take it. lay there and let us take care of you. we'll make all of your little dirty fantasies come true." ghost mutters as he leans down, whispering in your ear.

you felt ghost bring his other hand down to rub your clit as könig continued shoving the handle of his knife in and out of your cunt, your orgasm building a lot quicker than you anticipated it would. and your boyfriends could tell.

"go on maus, let go for us. cum for us like a good mäuschen..." könig demands.

"yes sweetheart, that's it, just let go. that's a good good mouse." ghost encourages as your orgasm washes over you, body shaking under their touches.

as you come down from the intense pleasure, the two clean you up. ghost hands you a bottle of water after untying your wrists from the headboard and massages some lotion into them as könig wipes your release from your thighs with a warm, damp towel he retrieved from the bathroom.

"you did so good baby, so so good." könig smiles.

"we hope we lived up to your filthy little written fantasies," ghost adds. "because we have many more stories to recreate."

#ghostedcas #casper writes #casper's 💌#simon ghost riley smut #simon ghost riley x reader smut #simon riley x reader smut #simon riley smut #konig x reader smut #konig smut #konig x reader x ghost smut #ghost x reader x konig smut

312 notes · View notes

bonegrove · 4 months

Text

MINORS DNI it's up 👀 full in the link

#a date with death #a date with death smut #nsft #grim reaper #a date with death fanart #casper #gay

45 notes · View notes

toxic-tears0428 · 3 months

Text

Caspers Uncles X Male Reader

No one asked for this but I'm still making it because I can. Don't like don't read.

WARNINGS: Very gay, an*l, threesome??, no prep, maybe a few others I missed.

You had finally saved up enough money to move into your own place. It wasn't perfect by any means, but with some work it could be an amazing house to call your own. The moving company had told you they'd get everything there by 6pm. As time moved by, the clock already struck 8pm and still no sign of the moving company.

You begin to feel annoyed or irritated. You already ate out so there was no point in cooking for yourself. You figured you could find something comfy to sleep in for the night. You walked up the dusty stairs, a light shining from your phone. This being the only source of light you have in your hands.

You searched a few rooms before finding one you liked. You decided this room was going to be yours . It had a large comfy bed and a few other pieces of furniture. As you spotted an old dresser you hurried over, opening and rummaging through the drawers. After finding an old button up you figured it was good enough to wear.

Before you laid down to go to bed, you made sure to dust it all off. After all, you wouldn't want to be breathing in a bunch of dust while you sleep. You got into the giant bed and snuggled under the covers, letting the comfort of sleep take over.

————————————————————

You could feel cold air against your body, sending a shiver down your spine. Then there was the unmistakable motion of your boxers being slid off of your body. Your eyes groggily opened just as something slick and almost freezing prodded at your entrance, before sliding in and stretching your insides out. It was long and a bit on the skinny side but it still had you arching your back off the bed. Tears had gathered in your eyes from the sudden waves of pain and pleasure.

You could faintly hear something, like someone speaking or arguing but you couldn't see anyone. Your thoughts were interrupted as you felt the same slick and cold as before but on your lips before something pulled your hair leaving your mouth gaping.

Another shape entered and slid down your throat, more thick and a bit shorter than the one currently sliding in and out of your abused ass. Speaking of which you could feel something akin to fingernails digging into your plush cheeks as whatever was drilling into you picked up its pace.

You couldn't help but moan around the object in your mouth, seeming to pleasure whatever was using your tight throat. The tears spilled as you could feel your prostate being brutally abused, getting closer to that dangerous edge. Just as your cum spurted out of your twitching dick and onto your stomach, a goey,cold substance flooded your warm walls, painting them with it.

The thing pulled out, and you felt a bit of relief until another shape took its place. It was longer but still had some thickness to it. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as your legs were pressed to your chest and your prostate made into a target.

Your moaning and whimpers seemed to help get the thing in your mouth off, as you felt that goo shoot down your throat, leaving behind a fuzzy feeling in your abused mouth. As it pulled out you let out a string of incoherent sentences and begs as you were getting closer to your second climax, overstimulation already kicking in.

You started bouncing yourself back against the thing, which seemed to make it pleased. It set a brutal pace that showed how desperate it was for its own release. You weren't disappointed as it filled you with the thick and cold substance. You could feel yourself reach your second orgasm but were too overwhelmed to think of the mess on you.

As you laid there, covered in all kinds of bodily fluids, you could see three outlines making their way to the door. They were ghostly pale and as your vision focused, you could see they were floating. One seemed to notice your staring and waved before phasing through the wall after the others.

Maybe moving here was a better idea than you originally thought.

#ghost x reader #casper #smut #supernatural #gay #x male reader #male reader #first post

14 notes · View notes