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Good Morning, or Night as I think it is for you!
Happy to hear you enjoyed my very weird agents setup story dream thing.
The game of snake portion of that dream had killed me with laughter and was the main reason why I wanted to share the dream so it's nice to know you liked it too!
However, it looks like the dream did to you what it did to the 'agents' in it: misdirection.
The dream is about two people: an animatronic and human. Field Agent and person in the chair. (well i guess it still is an animatronic sona, there's just two new agents not one)
In the dream, the Agency had thought them being one and the same.
Remember when I mentioned wanting to add Neon Eclipse? Thats the animatronic.
To avoid confusion on saying Neon I'm taking my sister's nickname for him and now he is Agent Glowstick. (wont stop me from maybe doing a silly doodle later) Viper is still Viper.
I am still so very tired from having just woken up so I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day!
*relooks at your tags real quick and sees* #very lighthearted but the anime joker in the yt vid took me out
pfft this tag took me out. brain didn't even process that was what the background image was so thank you for that.
also imagining when Viper and Glowstick work for the Agency all the other agents are like "so this is the slippery fuck we never found- wait wait why are there two of them oh dear god"
: )
- Viper
I AM THE AGENCY CONFIRMED IM STUPID AND FORGOT ABOUT YOUR ECLIPSE!! head in hands I am. SO scattered GFHDJ I have no excuse I am simply all the distractable brain and none of the attention
BUT HELL YEAH ACTUALLY Oh my god a tag team - Glowstick and Viper give me serious "Someone will die." "Of fun!" vibes from their codenames alone hfjdks (tho Viper seems to enjoy those games very much also <3 So perhaps "Someone will die >:3c")
Funny thought of Robin only hearing about the Viper incidents, and upon successful recruitment heard through the grapevine it was a team, actually, so they go "wow how come no one noticed they worked in a team, smh so careless" while Sun/ Moon just look at them like. really. you of all people. you of all people make fun of agents thinking a tag team is one person.
Robin feels their gaze, and just goes "Shut up" because they realize the hypocrisy just a second later.
Also also also blue Eclipse blue Eclipse!!! Hell yeah hell yeah hell yeah he sure gonna look like a glowstick then hehehe
It's 6PM now - time for dinner for me! I have a bigger reply to an ask scenario in the works that I'll finish after, so not quite night yet (because I'm a weenie responsible adult who goes to sleep before 11PM) <3
#answer let luce#agent viper asks#I am simply. hm :). at myself#so Glowstick for undercover work and Viper for infiltration - they got a good balance!!#chews on them like a chewtoy#oh no poison galore#BUT YEAH I WAS SUCCESSFULLY BAMBOOZLED#10/10 misdirection team I love that <3#my agentsona stopped being in charge of the entire agency a while ago but this would make her happy she's just a small scale supervisor#fghdjsk
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[flirting] you look so biteable today
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Ougggh Texas I need to see her destroyed in several ways I need to see her at her wits end I need to see her snap and lose it I need to see the look on her face when she sees something that finally pushes her over the edge, bringing out the killer in her. I need to see her lose control so bad that she is vulnerable, and is caught offguard by something she could have defended herself against. Despite this, I do not want her dead I want to see her be loved and experience love I want to see her heal. But first I need her to get worse.
#Chewing on Texas like a chewtoy#Shakes her around#texas arknights#arknights#The Texas headache is getting to me/j#My soggy wolfgirl#Number one favorite Italian American#I hope she steps in a wet oily rainpuddle that's deep enough to get into her socks#So she has to wash them but it's okay bc they'll be nice and warm again yk?
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Get fucking chomped idiot
#my art#deltarune#kris deltarune#susie deltarune#krusie#kris x susie#utdr#for some reason i find susie really hard to draw idk... but i like this one#ive been wanting 2 draw a suz with facial hair for a while. she's like an early synapsid to me. scaly and vaguely mammalian in nature#whoever drew susie with facial hair first is fuckin bigbrained i think more girls should have dirtstaches#anyways. i bet these 2 would be the fuckin kings of PDA but only in the most weirdo ways possible#kris isnt crazy about hugs or nything that feels 'trapping' unless theyre In A Mood but they love roughhousing and who is rougher than susi#for a while their classmates think kris and susie must fuckin hate each other cuz they're always brawling and biting each other n shit#(both of them are having the time of their life. autism enrichment)#idk the idea of kris being susie's human chew toy (and susie kris's monster chewtoy) is hilarious to me#u could prolly read this as platonic or romantic. just bros bein dudes nothing crazy officer
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Next part of Ghost Kid in Gotham
Previous Part: 1
Next Part: 3
Literal Ankle Biter
"Fuck!"
"Red Hood are you okay?
Jason let out a grunt as answer before a muttered "I am fucking fine." followed and he attempted to shut off the coms on his helmet again. This was the third time Oracle had decided to reactivate his coms and fuck did he not want to deal with his siblings in his ears right now.
"You little shit, why do you have such sharp teeth?!" So far no blood had been drawn by these sharp chompers. But he would probably have bite mark shaped bruises.
"Oracle put his video feed on the Batcomputer!" He heard one of his siblings over the coms, great that was the last thing he needed right now. Swiftly he turned off the coms again but he had no time to remove his helmet to chuck it into one of the dark corners of his apartment as sharp teeth lunged for his arm again.
He held up his gun and the sharp teeth chomped down around the barrel of his gun. He let out a fleeting chuckle as he spied a grimace on his small attacker's face. "Ha, not so fun chewing on metal is it now?"
"HOOD WHY THE FUCK IS THERE ARE CHILD CHEWING THE BARREL OF YOUR GUN?!"
Wow actual cursing from Dick that must really look bad to them.
"A CHILD IS DOING WHAT?!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP. The magazine is empty and there is no bullet left in it." He yelled back into the coms as he dropped the gun, and with that the child, to the floor to finally take off his helmet to throw it into the kitchen. His siblings in the Bat Cave can have some fun staring at his title flooring there.
Meanwhile he stared down at the kid that was staring back at him from the floor, the gun no longer between their teeth. The kid was staring at him the same way it had earlier sitting on the ground like a cat ready to pounce on their prey.
When he had first entered his apartment he had noted that it was way colder than it should be. At first he had thought his heater might have broken but then two Lazarus Pit green orbs stared back at him from the darkness of his room. His first instinct was, of course, to pull out his gun and aim it.
Then his brain kicked in with reasoning and he started cursing Nightwing over the coms accusing him of attempting to prank him. Because he was the only one coming close enough to his apartment on today's patrol to pull off a prank on him and not trigger all the alarms that were set up.
He will never admit to the little scream that came through the coms before shutting it off as he flicked his lights on and found a literal kid wearing an oversized Nasa shirt perched on his living room table staring at him like he was the intruder to his own apartment.
Before he could even ask a question, that feral kid pounced with their mouth wide open, sharp teeth glinting in the bad lighting of his apartment and ready to chomp down on any of his limbs. He had gotten a hold of the kid a couple of times but every time the kid somehow managed to slip out of his hold. Before attempting to gnaw on his arm or leg again.
Of course his grunts had alerted his siblings every fucking time Oracle had to switch on his coms when he switched them off on fucking purpose. Seriously he did not need for his siblings to hear or see him struggling agains a fucking child of all things. In his defence the kid was fucking feral and obviously wanted to make him its new chewtoy.
"Okay kid, we can do this the easy way or the hard way." He lifted both his hands letting his palms face the kid who of all things started hissing at him. What kind of child fucking hisses like a cat?! A fucking kid that pounces and attacks like a cat apparently.
Well there went his throw blanket as he swiftly ripped it apart and made the kid bite on that instead of his arm and tie the ripped off strip around the kids head. Once the kid was properly gagged with no choking danger, he wrapped the rest of the blanket around the kid so it wouldn't start thinking about using his hands and feet to fight instead of only its teeth.
"Don't glare at me like that. I gave you a choice." The kid was glaring daggers at him and he could only smugly smile down at them before he frowned.
Now that he finally got a better look at his small attacker, he noticed some things. For one there was the glaring fact that the kid looked way too much like the demon brat when he had been younger like a carbon copy. His first thought was that the kid was a fucking clone but so far any clone they came across was at least same age as the demon brat, that feral kid didn't look any older than seven or eight.
Second thing he noticed was that the kids' eyes flickered between the Lazarus green and a sky blue, both colors were glowing though. So was this a meta kid? Or considering the clone theory, a failed experiment the bitch Talia had dropped in a Lazarus Pit?
Then there was the fact that the Pit in his mind was strangely quiet and not the least bit aggressive or angry by the feral kids presence, no in fact the pit felt the calmest it ever had in a long time, even a little protective if he interpreted part of the silence correctly.
Who the fuck was that kid?
The sound of snapping teeth ripped him out of his thoughts and he stared down at the kid again just in time to pull his leg away from shape chompers. Somehow that feral brat had wiggled his way over to his legs and had also chewed his way through the makeshift gag that lay discarded at the kids former placement. "The fuck is wrong with you little shit?!"
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By the time Jason rolled with his bike into the Bat Cave, his siblings had fallen into a state of absolute chaos arguing back and forth, the footage from his helmet still playing on a part of the screen while a screen shot from the time the kid used his gun as chewtoy was taken and zoomed in to get a close up of the kids face.
Not that it helped considering the image was tat bit blurry but had enough quality that his siblings could see the kids similarities to the demon brat. Which probably was the cause for them arguing back and forth if that kid was a clone or some sort of experiment considering the age boy appeared to be.
"Jason?! What happened to the child?!" Of course it had to be Dick that noticed him first.
"Dropped him off the Wayne tower, what do you think?" He snarked back as he lifted the buritoed child that was aggressively gnawing on a gag made from bat wire. He rolled with his eyes at his siblings' gasps. Look they didn't have to deal with the kids biting or attemtping to bite them when they drove a fucking motorcycle. The wire was reassurance, after the kid managed to chew through at least three ropes, and two cloth made gags. The boy had razors as teeth and Jason had not been in the mood to risk crashing on his way to the Cave, okay?!
"Damn he does look like Damien but in small size." Tim mentioned as he got a little closer, curiosity getting the best of him before turning to the teenager in question. "Think it's a clone?"
"<tt> of course it is. Most likely a failed one Mother didn't dispose of for some reasons." Dick arched an eyebrow as Jeason just studied the youngest among them. The way the demon brat had said that felt wrong and by the way Dick was looking at the brat, he wasn't the only one that noticed.
"The fuck you want me to do with that little shit?" He was getting tired of holding up the kid like the boy was some prize he caught. Well he did catch that little biter in a way anyway.
Tim let out a shriek and jumped back from Jason and the kid, a syringe in his hand with a little blood drawn from the boy. The older could only raise an eyebrow as the younger gave the biter a wary look and shuffled back to create more distance. The kid still bound by blanket burrito on the other hand had managed to chew through fucking bat wire and was snapping and hissing in Tims direction eyes brightly growing green.
"Carefully he bites."
"His eyes they…"
"Glow Lazarus green, yes."
Really did he need to state all the obvious things to his siblings.
"We should just get rid of that thing." Oh gee demon brats, solution to everything. Just get rid of it. Even if it was a clone, he was holding up a fucking kid here. He may kill but even he wouldn't step so low as to kill a fucking child just cause it would be convenient.
"Now, now let's just figure out if the kid is really a clone or maybe a Meta." Ever the peacemaker Dick tried as Jason and Damien glared at each other while Tim made his way to the Batcomputer to analyze the little bit of blood he had been able to withdraw before the kid started snapping at him. Suddenly the blanket in his grip felt lighter than it had before. Staring at the empty blanket burrito a curse escaped his lips alerting his other two siblings.
"Where did the child go?" Dick asked panicked but let out a yelp as something rushed past his feet deeper into the bat cave.
"You imbecile can't you even keep a child contained?"
"Shut the fuck up, the blanket burrito was secure enough to at least get here with that feral biter. I wanna see you try to not get fucking biten by the kid when driving a bike!"
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#danny phantom#danny fenton#feral danny#jason todd#red hood#dp x dc#tim drake#dick grayson#damian wayne#fanfic#danny and damian are twins#de aged#de aged danny#Danny has sharp teeth#Jason the chewtoy#no beta wie die like danny#I am learning how posting works#unedited#dpxdc
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yan twst characters... and their willingness to let you bite them
content warnings: this is yandere stuff so plenty of relationships and mindsets of questionable healthiness. reader implied to be yuu. this wasn't meant to be nsfw and was just meant to be (albeit a little unhinged) nonsexual intimacy. "marks" here refers to any residue from prolonged biting/gnawing on skin, not hickies
the title speaks for itself. whole main cast is included, under the cut for length!
ace: reacts kind of nastily the first time you do it, and then sorely regrets it when he sees you biting someone else. gets really huffy for a while until you pick up that he’s trying to convey that he doesn’t mind being bitten. only if it’s you though. likes it a lot more than he’s willing to admit. traces any marks you leave in a daze in private. 5/10, he’s not actually that nice to chew on though
deuce: turns red and rigid the first time you try, but gets more relaxed the more it happens. brags about it to others (see! aren’t the two of you so close! who else will let you bite them?). 6/10 all things considered, he’s probably the most casual and normal about it
cater: oh, is this a new magicam trend? he doesn’t see your phone though? haha, should he film this in your stea—oh. oh. something about the intimacy of it all really gets to him. gets very quiet when he realises. might record you doing it occasionally, but don’t worry ♪ this cute (and maybe a little possessive) side of yours is only for his eyes. 6/10 he enjoys it more than you
trey: teases you about it, but will also unbutton his shirt and pull it to the side to "invite" you to bite him completely unprovoked. 8/10, points deducted for the teasing, but he's actually really nice to chew on otherwise
riddle: is having an internal battle on whether it's presentable and appropriate for you to bite him, especially in public, vs his need to make you happy at all times. will turn red and freeze very cutely and won't scold you, but his actual skin doesn't feel great. 7/10 for the cute reaction
jack: really likes it. will insist he doesn’t and he’s just being a good friend by allowing you to chew on him, but his tail gives him away immediately. never really tells you no and will let you bite him pretty much anywhere. looks really ruffled afterwards and gets embarrassed when others bring it up, it’s cute. 8/10, lots of muscle so lots to chew
ruggie: gets surprisingly smug about it. has a busy schedule so he might not always be available for biting, so it makes him really, really happy when you wait for him to have some free time instead of going for someone else. it also really fuels the part of him that enjoys you being possessive over him, even if he knows that’s not quite what you’re doing. will cover up any marks, but really likes looking at them in private. 7/10 also enjoys it more than you
leona: won’t really say it out loud because of his pride, but he does really enjoy the moments where you’re in his arms or on top of him while he’s napping (or trying to) and you sink your teeth into him. especially enjoys it when it’s the nape of his neck. will scold you if you leave a mark, but won’t really bother to cover it up or try to stop you either… as long as you’re picking him and only him. 7/10 firm but in a very nice way
floyd: very much enjoys being your chewtoy. you might have to be upfront about how his teeth are going to do too much damage to you if he tries to bite you back though. encourages you to bite harder. 6/10 because he enjoys it so much but chewing on him for long periods hurts your teeth
jade: teases you about it, but also treats it like his moral duty to provide proper chewing enrichment for you at any time you see fit. also encourages you to bite harder. might tease you about biting you back… but would never actually do it. probably :) 4/10, points deducted for the mind games
azul: absolutely NOT in public. in private however he's absolute putty in your hands. will cover up any markings you may leave though because he has a reputation™ to upkeep. 7/10 for the cute reactions, is surprisingly chewy
jamil: please no. wait wait don’t go to anyone else though, he’ll let you bite him. just maybe more in private…? finds it a little weird but is (not so) secretly also very happy that you’re seeking him out specifically. actually really likes it when you leave marks, but maybe keep it to areas where he won’t have to cover them up, ok? 8/10, starts taking extra care of the areas you like to bite most for absolutely no reason. none.
kalim: is this a normal thing people do? sure! he doesn’t mind at all. kind of really happy you’re coming to him specifically for this. will let you bite him anywhere and everywhere; any shame he has about it gets thrown out of the window because it’s you. try to avoid biting him too hard though, because jamil is going to have something to say to you if he finds your marks on kalim. 9/10, great attitude
epel: being your chewtoy makes him tough, right. yeah he'll be your chewtoy. wears the title with honour and gets annoyed when others poke fun at him for it. is curious if this is something normal in your world, or if it’s just a you™ thing. 6/10, vil is not happy about this
rook: probably has some concerningly accurate model set of your teeth. will frequently offer to let you chew on him, and he's very good at guessing when you need to do some chewing. actively takes care of the areas you enjoy the most. doesn't have a huge reaction unlike some of the others? but clearly enjoys it. 8/10, very satisfying to chew on but the creepiness is constant
vil: no. just no. skincare is important and you biting into him is not part of that. he'll get you some good actual chewtoys however, which makes up for it. later gets jealous of the chewtoys and regrets his decision, but his skin… perhaps he could be convinced. occasionally. in private and with you on his lap. perhaps. 5/10 for the shenanigans
ortho: why would you chew on him. why would you do that to your teeth. 0/10 he's made out of metal (he'd find you the best chewtoys that fit your exact preferences as soon as he realises you just enjoy biting things though… or direct you to idia if he's playing wingman)
idia: ceases functioning the first (and every subsequent) time you stick your teeth on him. absolutely does not cover any marks up. won't say it but really loves when you do sink your teeth into him, both because it's you and because it satiates the part of him that really wants you to get more possessive over him. 9/10, his only issue is that he doesn't have much meat on him
sebek: not really sure what to make of this at first, but quickly realises that he's Being Of Service and Good and thus is suddenly very happy with the situation. doesn't really care for the teeth on his skin part, but is otherwise very enthusiastic about the whole thing. 6/10, his skin is a little too firm but he's very cute about it
silver: stares when you bite him. it’s a little offputting, but he mostly just wants to commit the sight to memory. is happy you trust him enough to come to him for this. he doesn’t like straying too far from you anyway, but he makes it clear he’s always available for biting time. 7/10, being woken up by true love’s your bite is kind of romantic, isn’t it…
lilia: finds this really funny. he doesn't mind though! go ahead and sink your teeth into him. assures you that you can be as rough as you want with him. enjoys playing with your hair and making the whole thing more intimate than need be. no no, he's not teasing you. really! no don't leave, he hasn't had his fill of your teeth yet… nooo, come back! 6/10 once you get past the teasing
malleus: recalls that human joke about licking something to claim ownership of it and assumes this is something similar. looks and feels very gloaty for at least the rest of the day every time you do it. he’d never allow anyone else to do this, so you better take full advantage of the situation. he’s not fragile either, so feel free to be rougher if it pleases you. once he gets over the initial euphoria, enjoys the moments of domesticity more than anything else. 4/10, not actually that nice to chew on
#yandere#yandere x reader#x reader#twst#twisted wonderland#yandere twst#yandere twisted wonderland#i. am NOT tagging everyone
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Group H, Round 1, Poll 9:
Propaganda under the cut
Ianthe Tridentarius
She is trying so hard to be the main character by lying and manipulating her sister, her cavalier, her mentor, her ?love interests? (Spoiler???) And also god. Not sure how it's working out for her but she does love to lie and manipulate
Worstie Ianthe is the DEFINITION of gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss. She is one of a set of necromancer twins that are the heirs to their houses rule. Except wait, only she is a necromancer and she has spent their entire lives doing necromancy for the both of them. She is constantly mean to their cavalier, Naberius, who she occasionally nibbles on like a chew toy, before eventually killing and eating him to ascend to sainthood. She goes to gods spaceship with another woman who ascended to sainthood who she has a crush on, this other woman is like…. Both incredibly mentally unwell and also haunted by at least 211 ghosts. Ianthes method of flirting with her? Gaslighting her about the corpse that keeps moving around and hiding under her bed. For no real reason tbh. She is clearly plotting to overthrow god, and at the moment that consists of her manipulating him while he’s too sad about his long term partners betraying him and subsequently exploding to really care. She dresses in terrible outfits and makes soup by burning onions to the bottom of a pot, putting meat in and some vegetables and then it doesn’t taste like anything so she puts in a few teaspoons of salt so it tastes like a few teaspoons of salt. She had her crush amputate her arm and regrow her a new one out of bone and it’s one of the horniest things I’ve read in my life.
"Gaslight = told her lobotomized (she helped), schizophrenic girlobsession that there was no corpse under their bed, even tho there totally was.
Gatekeep = girl did NOT share the secret to god-like ascension. She kept that shit to herself until it was time to eat her boytoy, and by then everyone knew already.
Girlboss = she has a non-necromancer twin sister, and literally Everyone thinks they r both necromancers because Ianthe is so good at it. She reverse engineered ascending to the aforementioned ascension without even completing any of the supplementary tasks. She held her own in a fight against a 10k year old lyctor. She becomes the figurehead of her entire empire. "
She uses a man as a chewtoy in the first book, literally gaslights the protagonist of the second book about a corpse, and elder-abuses God when he gets depressed in the third book. Nobody is doing it like her.
Dives headfirst with no regrets while basically laughing and covered in blood into murdering her cavalier once she realizes what the gothic locked room mystery/competition leads to while everyone else is questioning it, helps perform lobotomy on harrow so she doesn't remember the person she loves, manipulates everyone to get to the top
idk just everything about her
her relationship with her sister is incredibly Bad, she fosters codependency and views Corona(the sister) as an extension of herself. This does not stop her from keeping up the con that Corona actually has magic (She doesn't, it was always just Ianthe) for 22ish years and every single person who interacts with them falls for it. She killed a man against his will (most dying for this purpose specifically go willingly) and she consumed him and she will be burning his soul for eternity. She's completely repulsive and still somehow incredibly hot.
she takes advantage of the fact that the main character is prone to hallucinations. at one point she gaslights the mc into believing that the corpse under her bed isn't real just because she can. she reverse engineered a set of very complex trials on her own without anyone realizing she had the skills to complete them normally. she's also babysat god through his drunk and pathetic era.
Artist:@starcanist
Remy the Rat
Gaslight- 'hmm? Me? Steal papers? I'm just an innocent little ratty rat.'
Gatekeep- I would debate he's gatekeeping food and taste from the other rats because they just don't GET it. Ugh!
Girlboss- doesn't he own a rat restaurant at the end?
#round 1#group h#tlt#gideon the ninth#harrow the ninth#nona the ninth#the locked tomb#ianthe tridentarius#cw ianthe tridentarius#ianthe the first#Remy#Little Chef#Ratatouille#runner's note: not to be biased but that's my absolute participant here. Let this fight be fun and challenging#also Ianthe. Queen of the greatest amount of propaganda
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Hellu! I just wanna say i really like your work, bacuse it makes my brain go brrrrrr. Hope to see more of your works but please do take breaks and dont force yourself yo do anything. <3
- 🦈 (yes im the same anon at Thegnomelord)
(Ps: I may of sugested this to gnome, but chewtoy price. He sit, reader chews, on any and all chub. <3)
Hello sugar!! Thank you so much for your sweet words and I’ll def make sure to not over work myself thank you so much for looking out for me!! 🥹
Cw: 18+, possessiveness, markings, dadbod price, spanking,
But also now I’m thinking about dad bod!Price laying sprawled out on the bed, or head buried in the pillows with his fat ass in the air, and sinking your teeth into the supple skin, leaving marks all over it or even having him splayed out on your lap, your big palm rubbing circles on his bare ass, while he tries to stay completely still, only letting out a squeak of surprise when your palm lands down on his cheek. After every slap, you’ll drag a thumb along the cleft of his ass, up to his puckered rim, just taunting the muscle till he’s begging you to just do something, won’t even care if you take time to prep him just wants to feel your fingers curling inside him
Or thinking about fucking him into the mattress while biting down on his shoulder to keep quiet, leaving marks on the supple skin, that you can almost feel through the shirt he’s wearing. He’ll be sitting in a meeting or just in the mess hall eating when you’ll come up to him fingers squeezing his sore shoulder. He drops the fork in his hands or stops talking completely, teeth sinking into his bottom lip to keep any whines and whimpers from escaping him, blood’s pooling to the lower half of his body as thoughts from last night occupy his mind
Or being obsessed with the pudge of his hips, digging your fingers into them as you’re fucking him just to see your fingerprints on the pale skin, sinking your teeth into his skin while laying between his thighs teasing his sopping wet cunt, watching him huffing and puffing, all teary eyed begging you just to eat him out
#alec answers#call of duty#john price x reader#john price x male reader#john price#captain john price#captain john price x male reader#captain john price x reader#dom male reader#top male reader#sub male character#bottom male character#male reader#x male reader
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Incorrect quotes#772 Chew Toy
Demon*Smirking at your messy beaten up look*Any last words human?~
Mc*Winces and looks at them with a smile, Using their body to still shield the crying angel boy*Just one~...BAAAAAABIEEEEEEEES!?!
The building wall next to them is destroyed as Both Cerberus And Henry 1st come in to attack the demon
Demon: AAAAH!?
Mc*Smirking evilly at as the demon is being pulled by the snake and hellhound like a game of Tug, Grabs Luke in arms and starts to call Barbatos to help clean up the mess*Play nice with your new chewtoy~
#obey me#obey me!#obey me mc#obey me x mc#obey me x reader#obey me x gn!reader#obey me x gn!mc#obey me barbatos#obey me luke#obey me cerberus#obey me henry#barbatos x reader#barbatos x mc#cerberus is a good boi#henry 1st is also good boi#obey me fluff#obey me incorrect quotes#incorrect quotes
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𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠
↬ But if he gets turned on by your obedience, you get turned on by the consequences of anything but.
Theodorus van Gogh x f!Reader • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Shoe Licking; Pet Play; Light Degradation; Dirty Talk; Master/Pet; Swearing; Light Masochism; Collars; Leashes; Rough Sex; Vaginal Penetration; Doggy Style; Squirting; Multiple Orgasms; PWP; Light dom/sub; Praise Kink • wordcount: 1, 180 • masterlist
a/n: @yanderepuck made me bark with her fic, and I was convinced by @candied-boys to write this. I forgot it was Theo's birthday, so hooray for happy accidents...and happy birthday to Theo ❤ I should write soft smut with him too some time, but...
"Lick."
You glare up at your Master behind your lashes, the tip of his shoe mere millimeters away and briefly grazing your lower lip. Theo looks stunning like that - control reeking from his form like his preferred choice of cologne, he occupies the armchair like a throne, legs crossed and chin propped up on an arm. Throwing a fit would make you a bad hondje, and you certainly wouldn't want that now…
"Hah. You got to it right away. I trained you well, my pet."
Wasn't it for the light note of entertainment in his tone, his posture would speak of boredom - but you know better than that. You know how to fascinate him, as well as how to set his blood boiling.
But he was so nice to you today. He even got you off the leash.
The leather on his shoe surprisingly doesn't taste bad on your tongue, it hardly tastes like anything at all. With how fucked-out and drunk on Theodorus you are, your brain is willing to come up with the slightest of tangs to associate with him: you want all of him, on your tongue, on your skin, everywhere you can sense him.
Too concentrated on your task of dragging your tongue on his shoes until they're all shiny and nice you could almost see your reflection in them, you barely miss the way he palms his bulge. Ah. His perversion knows no limits, humiliating you like that.
But if he gets turned on by your obedience, you get turned on by the consequences of anything but.
So while rubbing your cheek affectionately on his pointy shoe, you open your mouth to take it in… and chew.
It takes him a second or two to believe your stupidity before something so very rude and Dutch leaves his mouth. It's like music to your ears.
"You truly ARE a fucking knabbeltje, aren't you?"
Your chewtoy is taken away from you too soon as Theodorus uncrosses his legs, getting to his feet and thus coming to completely tower over your kneeling form. He's a tall man, and you're oh so close to the ground where your place is. It's so unfair.
His hands are so rough when he secures the leash back on your collar, and you fantasize about a miniature scar on the place where he clicks it on place in one haste movement. As if he didn't give you enough of those sweet reminders already.
He means to be punishing when he pulls the leash thus dragging you to where he wants you, but it's hard when you're already crawling there on your own. You climb the bed, half-expecting to hear that pets are not allowed on there - but the urgency in his body language tells you he'd rather take care of this in fastest and most convenient way - for him, that's it.
"I thought I disciplined you better. I taught you so many tricks, Hondje. Yet you still disappoint me."
"I'm sorr-AH!"
A sudden strike across your naked rear knocks the oxygen out of you momentarily, and your forehead meets the bedcovers as you struggle to keep your posture on all fours.
"Dogs don't talk. You'll have to show me that you're sorry."
You consider turning around and servicing his cock with your mouth - but such frivolity would only further disappoint him - if he put you in that position, then he wants you in that position.
Arching your back, you try to push back against Theo's frame, showing him how eager you are to take him inside. Your core is weeping for him at this point, staining his trousers as you hump against his legs.
The bed dips under the weight of his knee and the metallic clank of a belt buckle coming undone comes to your ears. Anticipating the contact, your pussy tightens and overflows with lubrication, legs parting further unintentionally.
Theo clicks his tongue and fixes your posture, his right hand remaining on your waist as the other is most probably occupied by his cock where you can't see it. Your suspicions are soon met with the affirming reality of something hard and blunt poking at your entrance. As if to rile you up, he only shallowly enters you and leaves you empty again. Only once satisfied with your whines, he pushes in all the way, and groans in satisfaction.
He sets a fast pace, with his thrusts reaching so deep inside you it feels like he's in your guts. You want him in your guts. You want to be praised for taking him so well.
"You like it like that, huh? You'll end up spraying all over my cock again."
It's like his words activate a switch in your brain that makes your body obey, because you swear you could handle him hitting your spot for longer than that. Theo must've felt the pressure build up and peak, because he pulls out at the right moment to witness his dirty prediction come true.
You feel yourself squirt and drench the man behind you, as well as the sheets. You know how bad Theo has it for you perfuming that "trick", so you don't even mind when he buries himself in your pussy right away, continuing his assault on your sensitive spots.
That's the thing, though - when he's settled on punishing you, he'd fuck you rough - but when he fucks you rough, he gets off on it.
Trying to picture it from the side, you wonder if you're the only one resembling an animal in this scenario, with Theo's groans increasing in frequency, and with his brutal pace. You love turning him into that - and even more you love it when your pussy is so good for him he can't help but curse his quickly building orgasm.
"Enjoy it while it lasts, Hondje. Once I'm done fucking your cunt I'll be making use of you in other ways, seeing that you can't help cumming around my cock even if I tell you not to."
You wish he didn’t choose to say this while you're right at the brink of yet another orgasm, but maybe he timed it on purpose. Dropping your head between your arms and sticking your ass up, you melt and moan in yet another culmination, calling out your Master's name and hoping it won't count for "talking".
Theo's trusts grow sharp and uneven, breaths coming out heavy and warning of what is to come. You expect him to still completely, tip flush against your deepest depths, but instead he pulls out in the last second, and spills on your used pussy.
The milky white torrents of cum slide down the inside of your tights, some dripping down on the bed; you whine, collapsing and moaning at the softness of the bed finally handling your weight without any of your muscles put to work - but the satisfaction is only physical as you really hoped he'd finish in you.
"You don't get a treat. You can lick it off the bedding if you wish to behave like a dog so much."
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Is it weird i wanna chew on Prices pecs, or just man boobs in general, because i know they're chewy and squishy. Just spending hours, trying to cover everything in marks, chewing on it like its a bloody chewtoy. Just focusing on the pecs, no where else. Leaving them sensitive n wet in their pants. Only for you to move onto th next pec.
Also how've you been man? ive had a harsh week i can tell you that.
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Not in a little bit sharko. Price's pecs are like stressballs and my preferred heaven would be just be chewing or sucking on his pecs while he runs his fingers through my hair and praises me. Or do the same but for Ghost's thighs, just marking them up with bruises and bite marks as his dick leaks pre without any attention.
And I've been sorta meh, It's winter break for my uni but I gotta study for neuro exam but I don't have any mental space to study so it's just kinda meg. But I hope you get to destress this weekend anon!
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randomly biting jordan throughout the day bc school makes your brain go haywire and overstimulated
they have your sensory necklace on them witv the little chewable end to it, because you always fucking forget it and they know you like to chew on things n they dig it out and hand it to you and it makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside that they love you this much that you're seminted in their routine, but you fake pout anyway "but i wanna bite you."
"I'm not a fucking chewtoy."
"you could be if you'd just let yourself believe."
"put this on now and I'll give you something to suck on later, 'kay?"
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ive seen so many posts saying "tomgregs dying" or asking why the writers ruined what they had and like. i get it but. i feel like it had to end up this way. greg was always going to become hungrier and disgusting and consumed, and tom was always going to harden and control him and lash out because theyve been doing this since day 1. like greg is an outlet for tom and tom is a ladder for greg and they are too selfish to ever treat each other as anything else. there is a sentimentalism between the two of them, and they care about each other, but. nowadays, its like never getting rid of something old. you know it doesn't really work, but it used to! and you just can't let it go.
tom needed greg the way a dog needs a chewtoy, and greg needed tom the way a kid needs a stepstool to reach the snack cabinet. but tom has nearly beheaded the chewtoy, stuffing coming out, its covered in his slobber and grime and is near repulsive to play with now. and greg is tall enough on his own, he doesn't need help to get his hands in the water. and yet, occasionally it's the only toy tom can stand to chew on, and sometimes greg convinces himself he needs the extra boost.
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Teehee I see you've added croc >:D Now I can request the idea you talked about on the server be put to use. With him giving a strap-on blow job, I mean (Kong chewtoy material optional hehe)
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Arkham!Killer Croc x GN!Reader, word count: 350
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Waylon crouched on the floor in front of you, his large body hunched over to keep himself low, in the exact position you told him to get in.
“Open wide… lemme see them.”
With a slight smirk, he opened his mouth wide, sharpened teeth glistening with drool as he ran his long tongue over them.
“Good boy.”
With a soft grunt he shifted, placing his palms against your thighs, long nails softly scratching at your skin as he gripped harder. Lapping at his lips once more, he leant in, tongue poking out and reaching for your skin.
“Uh-uh.”
You lifted his chin up, holding it in both hands as you balanced his heavy head, scaled skin warm under your touch.
“Why not? I want to taste you.”
His eyes were large, intense, disappointed that you had stopped him. You scratched his chin as you lifted his gaze to meet yours, as it had drifted down to the top of your legs, eyes trained on your lap as his drool trailed from the corner of his mouth.
“Because you can’t be trusted, huh big boy? Not with those sharp teeth.”
Waylon grinned, flashing them at you. With a hungry gaze he watched as you stood up, reaching behind you for the strap-on, and drooling, a soft whimper escaping his large mouth as you secured it to yourself.
“Strong material?”
“Sure is.”
He let out a dry laugh in response, panting as you stood over him. With one hand stroking his rough cheek, you gripped the base of the strap with the other, pressing it to his lips.
“You ready?”
Waylon nodded.
“Open up again, let’s see how deep we can go, shall we?”
“Yeah…”
“And what are we not going to do?”
He ran his tongue along the underside of the black, firm rubber cock, flitting it over the head as he looked up at you.
“Chew.”
You hitched your hips, listening to him softly gag.
“Good boy, that’s right.”
You placed your hands on the top of his head, stroking him softly as he bobbed himself up and down, well-behaved.
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Okay but Matthew's curls, Matthew's shameless mouthguard-chewing, Matthew's jawline and neckline and collarbone, thank you for keeping us current with all of these very important gifs and videos and stills because they must be shared. With the world. And it is making me want more fic where someone, anyone (Leon, probs) takes advantage of Matthew's slutty ripped shirts and uses him like a chewtoy. How the orally fixated tables have turned...
hello anon!! ❤️ first of all thank you, i appreciate the appreciation, however i must redirect your gratitude to all the wonderful folks making the gifs i get to reblog on here. they are the real mvps. they are the backbone of the rat boy economy on tumblr. last week i used one of those gifs of matthew lounging on the ice like one of our french girls from his first game of the season to reply to my roommate about something (she is not currently a hrpf girlie but but is very supportive of my hobbies) and because this was the same night as that game she was like "i can't believe there's already a gif of that." she is one of the most Online people i know and she is impressed by the tkagif makers of tumblr. we are so spoiled and privileged. we blog amongst greatness.
second of all. yes. correct. our boy has come out hot and hard this season. the curls are curling. the scruff is scruffing. the oral fixation is fixating. sexual tension with every member of the nhl already thru the roof. the slutty ripped tshirts have all the guys in a tizzy over the décolletage. the "quick and dirty hookups in a convenient supply closet" genre of hrpf could do so much for us here. in this house we love a post-trade matthew/leon fic and, like, when you only play your guy twice a year, what are you gonna do? NOT maul him in a closet in the free 15 minutes you have before bus call? get real.
anyway when a guy is giving us a really great neck/throat situation i do inevitably start thinking about vampires. there's like half a concept in my head about leon being a vampire and the tkachuks coming from a long line of vampire hunters (and vampire hunting is seen as so antiquated and uncivilized, now, with modern scientific advancements letting vampires live mostly normal lives! but that doesn't mean a guy has to TRUST them. no matter how hot they are.) (yes this is just an excuse to think about leon literally getting his teeth into matthew.)
in conclusion: so much 2 think about!!! i am currently sitting in an apartment in boston waiting for beloved hrpf scholars @hopetorun, @bropunzeling, @postoperation, and @ohtemporas to show up so we will be sure to discuss. we'll be together all weekend, ask us anything 😂
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hiii can we get some more vincent desperate for affection pleaseeee?
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"How long has it been?" Vincent asks. "Since… since I was brought here."
"Two and a half weeks," Cai shrugs. "Why?"
"Just curious," Vincent mumbles.
Somehow he thought it had been longer. He's sleeping irregularly, so he can't use that to track the time, and it isn't as though there's a calendar or a clock down here.
"How are you feeling?"
Cai's taken to asking that, and Vincent isn't sure why. The first time he did, Vincent said it didn't matter, but Cai insisted on getting a real answer out of him, so it's just another part of the routine now. Door, blood, how are you, bye.
"I'm okay, I think," Vincent replies. "I'm less tired, in the last few days."
"Yeah, you seem to sleep a lot," Cai says, then pauses. "...I was thinking, do you want anything?"
Vincent stares at him. "What do you mean?"
"Like, I could get you some new books," Cai says, coughing slightly. "Sorry. Download some more songs for you. Get you more blankets. I dunno. Whatever."
"I don't need anything," Vincent replies quietly. "You've already given me a lot."
"Literally not what I asked." Cai sighs. "Do you want anything? I'm not gonna say no, unless it's something obviously dumb. Not gonna let you die of boredom down here."
Vincent pulls his knees up to his chest. He's stopped kneeling on the floor by now, he just sits on the bed and makes sure not to spill a drop of blood onto the sheets. Does he want anything?
One thing, but how is he supposed to ask?
"No," Vincent mumbles, unsure.
Cai raises an eyebrow. "No, but…?"
"I don't think you would give me it."
"Definitely not if you don't tell me what it is."
"...a hug."
He's mostly expecting Cai to just laugh at him. A tiny, tiny part of him dares to hope. Cai was willing, if reluctant, to hold his hand during the panic attack. He knows this is a step further. Maybe a step too far.
"Sorry," Vincent says, curling up tighter. "That was a stupid thing to ask for."
Cai chews the inside of his cheek for a moment. "Fuck it, sure."
Vincent squeaks like a chewtoy when Cai puts his arms on Vincent's shoulders and hugs around the neck. Frozen in place.
"Jesus, you're cold," Cai mumbles.
"S-Sorry."
"Did I ask you to apologise?"
"...no."
"Cool. Shut up then."
Shaking, Vincent tentatively wraps his arms around Cai's torso, and stays like that for a moment before pulling Cai closer and hiding his face in Cai's shoulder.
"Are you alright there?" Cai asks.
"Mhm," Vincent mumbles.
Vincent's mangled fingers curl into Cai's hoodie. Soft and warm and safe. He shouldn't feel safe in the slightest, but no matter what Cai has threatened, he hasn't followed through, he's still here, and… and…
"You smell like honey," Vincent murmurs.
Cai laughs softly. Cai has a nice laugh, when it's because of Vincent instead of directed at him.
"Yeah, it's my conditioner," Cai whispers. "Fuck, that reminds me. You should probably take a bath."
Cai pulls away, and Vincent resists whining.
"A bath would be nice," he says. "But I… I don't have any other clothes."
"It's fine, I'll wash them," Cai shrugs. "You can borrow mine for a bit."
"...do I have to wear the cuffs?" Vincent mumbles.
Cai thinks for moment. "No. Clary's not here. Gimme just a second."
He disappears through the door, and Vincent waits, arms curled around himself, feeling colder than ever. He wants Cai to hug him again.
He reappears. "Come on."
Vincent follows. Cai keeps a firm, if light, grip on his arm, but it isn't really necessary. He doesn't even think to try anything. Especially not with the promise of a bath.
It's surprisingly dark. Did Cai… shut the curtains for him?
Oh.
The blinds are drawn in the bathroom, and Cai has laid out some clothes and a towel for him. Cai says to take as long as he wants, but Vincent doesn't want to risk staying so long that Clary comes back and he has to be cuffed for her safety.
Why isn't Cai afraid of him like that? He clearly believes Vincent could and would hurt Clary, given the opportunity. Shouldn't he therefore believe that Vincent would attack him if it came to it?
Vincent rests his head on his knees. The bath is warm. It's not for her safety at all, is it? It's for her comfort. Cai so clearly just sees Vincent as some pathetic creature, memories of him the only thing left to be afraid of, and he cares much more about Clary's feelings than any pain Vincent suffers.
But Cai's the closest thing to nice that Vincent has experienced in years. Vincent uses the honey-scented conditioner. It's good for his curls, according to the label on the bottle. He smiles a little half-smile to himself.
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