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darby-rowe · 3 months
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ULTRA.
❛ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲𝐫𝐬. 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬. ❜
dark!peacekeeper!snowjanus x fem!district!reader — a miniseries of ficlets and oneshots
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✝ 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✝
warning. this series will contain dark and disturbing subject matter such as noncon and murder, along with heavy and graphic smut. many, many, many dead doves afoot. MDNI. proceed with caution.
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𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒
I. THE BOTTOM LINE [soon...] II. INSIGHT [soon...] III. SURRENDER [soon...] IV. IT'S NO GOOD [soon...] V. THE LOVE THIEVES [soon...] VI. BARREL OF A GUN [soon...]
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featured painting in header: Desdemona, 1871. Alexandre Cabanel
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necros-writing-stuff · 2 months
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LAST ONE. I PROMISE. Eden and PCs relationship is very...heavy. It's very sexual, it's very ownership-type-beat. Now obviously we know from Vrel that all the LIs would be at least decent parents. But man. That's a small cabin, and with children around the dynamic between PC and Eden has to take a HEAVY change to be sustainable and not y'know...fuck up the kids mentally, forever. (And I personally doubt Eden, given who and how he is, would want a life like PC has and relationship like PC has, for his daughters.) So what do you think would be the biggest changes Eden would go through when kids started popping up around the house? What about when these kids become teens? Especially sons who start to challenge his rule of the "domain"? He's obviously very invested in the "what is his is his" mentality, and I worry that he would (maybe not outright and directly) feel like even his own children intrude on his domain, routine and relationship?
Disagreements between the two of you becomes a thing that happens behind closed doors - or on days when it's bad, hidden poorly under passive aggressiveness.
Sex between the two of you becomes a commodity to snatch at whenever there's a moments peace - a chance to feel that bond reaffirmed for Eden. He doesn't really care what it is for you. He never will, no matter how much he loves you.
His girls? Well, there's nothing that they can't do! They can be just like their brothers! No difference, not to Eden. Mommy is special, Mommy likes living this way - you all have to be like Daddy though. It's safest to be like Daddy. If you can't be like him, you should live with a sibling when you're older so they can keep you safe.
The ones who start biting back? Eden learns over the years how to create fear. He learns how to create boogeymen that keep the kids from questioning things. Learns what to introduce them to and promise its real. Like a cult. Of course, some start wanting to go. To find out what the world is like - but they were never raised for it. They'll come crawling back to open arms when they realise that no one out there has use for a tanner, a hunter, who can't even use a computer.
The family will keep them safe, and happy.
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Some people use "but positive representation in fiction is important"/"but bigoted tropes in fiction are harmful" as a gotcha against pro-shippers.
But fiction with a bad message is different from depicting something bad.
It is morally okay to depict anything, as long as you use appropriate warnings. It is not morally okay to create fiction with a message of "[x harmful thing] is good."
A dead dove fic that depicts rape, tagged with "rape/non-con", does not have a harmful message. It is depicting rape, but acknowledging that the interaction is nonconsensual and therefore wrong (by tagging it). Its message may be "rape has horrible effects on its victims" - a very important message! Or it may simply be intended to inspire feelings of arousal, which is also a valuable goal.
On the other hand, a fic that depicts rape but is tagged with "no archive warnings apply" does have a harmful message: it is saying that the rape it depicts is actually a healthy relationship.
Additionally, banning fiction is still bad, even if the fiction in question has a bad message. It is important for libraries to not ban racist books, for example, so that people can study those books and avoid using their racist tropes in their own writing. It is possible - and good! - to engage in an ethical way with fiction that has bad messages.
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angrelysimpping · 1 year
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this is kinda a odd request but how would rémy and bailey react to finding their s/o was stealing money from them
Contents: Remy (they/them); Bailey (they/them); Reader (you/your); noncon, not explicit; punishments, not that explicit either
Words: ~200 each
The fact that you're their significant is the only thing saving you, really. Anyone else would wake up on the farm or the underground brothel and left to rot. 
Remy
Deeply hurt, but also a little concerned. Why are you stealing their money? Don't they give you everything you need? Is someone blackmailing you? If it’s something like that, they’re more likely to go easy on you. Yes, there’s still a punishment even if you’re being blackmailed. You should have gone to them, after all. If you had just told Remy everything from the start, they wouldn’t have minded giving you money. Sure, there might have been a few teasing remarks about paying them back, but, really, in the grand scheme of things, they wouldn't have minded. 
Stealing from them though? And not even for a ‘good’ reason? You better talk quick before Remy loses their temper and does something they’ll later regret. Won’t send you to the farm if you’ve been a long-term partner, they don’t like the optics of someone close to their standing being reduced to cattle. That won’t stop them from branding you, though. Or locking you in a breeding dummy to take out their frustrations on you. Not likely to publicize your punishment, at least?
Then, after Remy feels you’ve paid them back enough, or, enough for that session at least, they’ll take you up to a room in their manor. Washes any wounds, tucks you into bed. Kisses your forehead goodnight and then starts again in the morning. Rinse and repeat until they feel you’ve truly paid them back and learned your lesson. 
Though, expect to have a few jobs around the farm now, if you didn’t have any before.
Bailey
Good fucking luck. 
It’s immediate violence. A hand around your throat, Bailey snarling and right up in your face as they ask what the fuck you think you’re doing, stealing from them. Your answer won’t get you a lesser punishment, but they need to know. Being blackmailed is just as bad as if you were doing it for kicks. 
They’ll make you pay them back, and you don’t get the luxury of paying them in weekly installments or choosing how you make that money. Bailey’s personally renting you out so you can make the most money as fast as possible. Still, you’re their partner. Even if you were stealing from them like a fucking snake, they’re not letting you go. Really, once you’re Bailey’s partner you’re stuck with the fucker. 
This means they vet the people they sell you to and sit in the corner of the room, sending emails on their phone, while you’re…doing whatever. Getting fucked, working as a maid, whatever the person with enough money and the ability to pass Bailey’s background check wants you to do. 
Never lets you have the ability to betray them like that again. 
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e-m-p-error · 6 months
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Alastor Headcanon Dump 1
His name, Aldric DuPont, means "Wise Ruler"; "From The Bridge"
His mother was an affluent white woman who fell in love with a poor black man, and their son was the culmination of that. She claimed that she was SA'd by Al's father, and he was killed. Al was raised as though he were not a product of love and found more care from the people he met in the swamp than his mother and her friends.
When he was a young adult, he worked with a theater troupe for a while which taught him to do stage makeup very well. He eventually used this during his murder spree, where he would dress like a woman to throw people off of his trail. He was not a suspect until he was killed while burying a fresh body, not while in drag.
He is 7'8" and very underweight.
He is demisexual and demiromantic. Despite this, he will flirt to get his way with people if he thinks it will help.
He has ties with Nyarlathotep alongside his voodoo. Due to this, he can feed strictly off of the blood of others, should he choose to. He detests the vampiric implications people will claim he has and prefers to eat the meat. He will sip blood with Nifty, however, and help her with her various victims since she is so small.
He has burn scars on his hands from not noticing he was burning himself while cooking. He placed his hand on a hot burner once just to test the nerve damage and discovered it didn't feel like much more than heat and an almost annoying buzzing.
He has been described as being at least somewhat neurotic and likes routine to a point. He has his daily tasks to accomplish but this does not mean that he is not spontaneous as well.
He's a scab picker. For the pain and the blood mostly, but also because he doesn't like the feeling of extra Stuff on his skin.
He likes cats In Theory but he thinks they're disgusting because of the touching their own poop and then getting on his counters thing. He does enjoy them if they are not his.
He's in love with Valentino, even if he doesn't like it all the time. This stemmed from noticing that Valentino had more contracts than he did and scheming to flirt with him to get Val to sign his soul over to Alastor. This backfired horrifically and he fell in love hard.
Hates dogs and dislikes Hellhounds very much. He will kill them on sight, and he will not eat them. He refuses to put Those Things in his body.
He thinks there is nothing more romantic than obsession and dying together, entwined. If he gets with someone they are stuck with him forever.
He feels all physical sensations like static. He can feel pressure and pain but struggles to feel anything else properly.
He can create hallucinations if he can entrance people with his static. He does this to get away with touching people when he doesn't want to.
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shellxrls · 4 months
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god that depressed reader with coryo. he's gonna be so mean to her, i love it!
THANK YOUUU. i kinda want to expand but i’m scared of writing angst bc i don’t want to end up projecting too much & also i’m scared of it becoming too dark 😭.
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saetoru · 2 years
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Different anon; the kinktober banner is not from a noncon. He overstimulates her. Tbh it’s great and one of my favorites!! It’s called Until the Trashiest Boy Toy Exorcist Ren-kun Crushes Me in His Embrace.
Oh there is a semi noncon scene but nothing happens and it’s not the guy.
OH OKAY YAY TY SM FOR TELLING ME !! i will add that to the list of mangas i rly wanna read but procrastinate and probably wont for ages LMAO
but tysm for telling me ur a real one for that one !!
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ebp-brain · 2 years
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Hi!!! I hope I'm not too late for the ask game about WIPs!! If you feel like, would you tell us about RS anticensorship??
This took awhile to get to, sorry! This fic is mostly just an outline at this point. As you’ll see, it’s basically a response to the Discourse about whether it’s bad to enjoy writing/reading about sexual encounters that would be Not Okay in real life. (spoiler alert: I do not think it is bad.)
It’s a Remus/Sirius fic in which they’re Harry’s guardians. He’s 15 and tells them he’s been hooking up with Draco. Remus and Sirius are totally freaked out. Here’s my outline for this part:
Harry was FOURTEEN LAST YEAR AND HE WAS HAVING SEX??????
“just hand jobs” “THAT IS NOT COMFORTING”
omg Harry is…gay? bi? fuck everyone is going to say it’s bc of us WHOOPS
are you…being…safe???
DRACO. MALFOY.
make sure no one is pressuring you?? also let’s talk STDs AHHH
DRACO MALFOY???????
meanwhile, Remus is feeling weirdly jealous because he never had sex as a teenager due to being closeted/anxious
So they’re basically trying to figure out how to both empower Harry and keep him safe while dealing with the weird feelings it’s bringing up about their own lack of sexual or romantic experience as closeted teenagers. BUT ALSO
Remus writes really kinky porn. Like, very “problematic” stuff—teacher/student, underage, sometimes including incest and noncon. He started writing it after Hogwarts, when he was pretty convinced he’d never actually have sex irl. The thing is that Sirius doesn’t know about it. Remus is pretty ashamed of it but writes in anyway. But now his anxiety sort of comes to a head because he is raising an actual teenager who is having actual sex. And of course the idea of Harry ever being coerced or pressured or worse is horrible to Remus. And suddenly he has to reconcile his erotic fantasies with his role as the parent of a teenager.
I haven’t outlined the whole thing, but at some point there is some question of Harry being pressured by an older student to have sex (he doesn’t, but he tells R/S about it), and Remus is basically like, OH. I can respond to this as a responsible and ethically sound adult even though I enjoy fantasizing about similar fictional situations. Like, of course I can. And he works through his guilt about his writing (with some help from Tonks) and tells Sirius, who is not at all upset by it. And probably they have an extremely awkward dinner in which Harry brings home Draco because they have started officially dating.
Writing it all out like this makes me want to revisit it! I have a bunch of other stuff to get through first but maybe someday! Thanks for asking about it (:
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darby-rowe · 3 months
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18+ | nsfw | mdni cw dark!academy!coriolanus, dark!fem!reader, degradation, physical violence (reader gets shoved against a wall and slapped), READER RECEIVES RAPE & ASSAULT THREATS, f. masturbation, dead dove do not eat, not proofread
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it was never your intention to make coriolanus mad. all you were trying to do was keep your grades and reputation as clean and pristine as possible, which just so happened to land you at the top of your class. and you were proud of yourself! you thought it wouldn't hurt to gloat about it, even just a little bit. but the sheer anger in coriolanus's eyes assured you that your achievements were not well received by everyone.
this is how you found yourself getting violently shoved up against the wall of a secluded hallway; coriolanus's hands gripping your forearms so tight you were sure they were going to leave bruises. the back of your head cracked against the wall making you dizzy, and when coriolanus noticed that you were a bit out of focus, he took his big hand slapped you so hard across the face you saw stars for a moment.
"listen to me, you pathetic, supercilious worm," coriolanus's blue eyes were filled with hatred, and his words spat down at you with pure venom. you couldn't help but let out a whimper. "whatever you're doing right now? it's done. you are to stop this nonsensical attempt at humiliating me and my family name. if i find you parading yourself around like you're some academic genius again..."
the way coriolanus paused and inhaled before saying his next words made you shiver, and his breath was hot against your ear.
"i will not hesitate to knock you the fuck out and rape your worthless, unconscious body,"
coriolanus stormed away with his composure just as quickly as the confrontation started, leaving you shocked and shaken at how violent his words were. what could you have possibly done to deserve such vicious threats? you were only just trying to survive the demanding academics of the academy just like everyone else. as shaken as you were, you were also so, so confused.
and your confusion only grew when you finally realized how wet you were between your legs; having to rush home after the day was done to lock yourself in your room and touch yourself.
coriolanus's brutal promise replayed in your mind as you furiously fucked your fingers in and out of your pussy. flashbacks of the intensity of his voice and his hot breath against your ear swam in your mind.
"—rape your worthless, unconscious body," were the last words you heard in your dark imagination before you were a whimpering mess, humping against your fingers as your orgasm pulsated throughout your body. feeling your walls tighten around your fingers as your pussy lightly gushed out juices from the intensity of your climax.
and as you laid there, body limp from fucking yourself, there was a sick part of your brain that hoped coriolanus didn't go around giving empty promises.
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necros-writing-stuff · 8 months
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More serial killer Eden soup, m'lord?? PleaSE?
Idk where to go with the story, but I think I'll do a little bit from an Eden POV.
'Such a good spouse,' he thinks as he watches you patch up his trousers. Your stitches are neat and tidy, the song you hum pleasant to his ears.
'Such a beauty, such a gentle and kind person.'
You've learned to fit in well. It took some time, but you did. You turn to smile up at him when he comes closer, kissing his palm when he strokes over your cheek with his thumb. Letting him hold your face as you peer up at him, just waiting for his next command. He doesn't have one. He just wanted to feel you.
He just wanted to find satisfaction in how you lean into him instead of flinching away, screaming like a stuck boar.
There was a different kind of satisfaction back then, the night he took you. In stalking you through the trees, hearing your terrified whimpers as you tried to run away. Hearing you beg that you'd do anything as he cut away your clothes, each sob drawing in heaving breaths. He wasn't gentle with his blade that day, having nicked your skin by your collarbone. You still bore the scar.
He hadn't really decided to keep you until he'd seen your naked body. Till the clouds had parted and sunlight had streamed through the canopy, showing him your face properly. Part of him always wandered if it was the right choice, especially in those first months. That part was growing ever quieter.
He leans down, you straightening your back so that you can meet him as he places a chaste kiss on your lips.
"Just going to check my traps," he whispers against your lips. Not his rabbit traps. You know that.
"Be safe," you return, another quick kiss before he straightens and fixes his jacket and put his gun strap over his shoulder.
He hopes one of the traps caught something. Hopes he'll get to return to you riled up from the thrill. You always seem more real when Eden reminds himself how easy it is to ensure another no long is.
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lupinedreaming · 2 months
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My face when I was reading a published POTO novel and he started to kind of threaten non-con 50% into the story
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linkspussy · 9 months
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Literally impossible to find a good kink prompt list, kink bingo etc because it's either overtly Not Kinky (BDSM themes at most but it's just a collection of sex positions and acts. No flavour or fun.) or it's like "Ok guys here's your first prompt: rape :]". Nothing in between.
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angrelysimpping · 2 years
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Grown up AU where everyone is fucked up and is doing some shady shit
PC is a brothel owner. Briar's kinda used to be her patron or smth like that. Very bitter. Smokes a lot. Gorgeous, but her eyes seem dull sometimes. A bit softer than Briar, but still follows his business model. Dances on rare occasions and everyone wants a piece of her.
Alex makes drugs. His run ins with Remy became so serious that in the end it became survival of the fittest thing. Alex won and sometimes he wishes he didn't. Horrible alcohol problems. Prone to anger. Very lonely
Whitney is a smuggler - not a leader but he got relatively good. Went to UB - still suffers from nightmares about it. Became less loud, but more cruel with victims of his affections. Ironically very good with knifes just like Kylar. Likes to make PC's life hell even as an adult.
Kylar is more of a city legend. Absolutely deranged. Monster from THAT house. If you want someone killed leave your offering with a name of person you want dead and say his name 3 times. If your offering is enough this person will die. PC broke his heart and he is still not over her, but stays away because he may snap and kill her.
Sydney is a head of the church. On the outside everything is fine, on the inside his main goal is to corrupt everyone. He is a cult leader at this point.
And Robin is... Well a head of an ophrange. PC left him so he had to adapt. And in the process he may have become another Bailey
🥺🥺🥺 Robin....n Whitney.....n 🥺🥺🥺🥺
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saetoshis · 2 years
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are you fine with others who follow you or mutuals writing non-con/cnc ? Just thought I would ask after seeing that recent anon .
absolutely! i have that in my rules as well, such as: i don't write genshin content, i absolutely won't (since i moved here, i did on my old blog). but i'm more than happy for others to! the same goes for aged up minors - i don't write it, but i have mutuals who do!
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whump-in-the-closet · 4 months
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“Come on, come on. Breathe. In and out. You can manage that.”
Field Whump Time >:)
Hero collapsed in the moss. The smell of grass rose up to meet him, new and green.
His leg throbbed. He didn't have to look to know that the soft ground was soaked with blood.
His team caught up with him, their voices filling the air with anxious whispers. To him, it sounded like they were shouting.
"Hero?"
"Are you alright?"
"Hey! C'mon mate, get up!"
Hero, with a desperate sound, put his hands beneath him. He pushed himself up on all fours and then, digging a hand into a tree trunk, stood.
The faces of his team blurred together. He blinked and they cleared. He shook his head, putting a hand out to wave them aside. "I'm...I'm okay." Breathing should not hurt as much as it did, but other than that...he was fine. He refused to look at his leg.
"Are you sure?" asked Leader.
Hero took his hand off the tree to prove exactly how fine he was doing. Putting weight on his injured leg sent a spike of pain up his entire body, fresh and horrific. "Yeah," he gasped.
Medic looked at Hero for a long moment, their expression unreadable.
Hero broke eye contact first and took a step forward, to further prove himself. "We need to keep going--AH--" Hero crumpled to one knee, his leg betraying him. His face went white.
Medic turned to Leader and shook their head. As quickly as that, his sentence was passed.
Hero struggled to stand, but Medic put a hand on his shoulder to stop him. "Lie down. We have to remove the bullet." They spoke like they were simply announcing the result of a calculation.
Hero looked from Leader to Medic, searching their faces for any way of escape, and found none. He turned to his teammates. Nothing. "No, you don't have to do this." His voice shook. "No, please."
Medic crouched down next to Hero, unraveling their pack. Hero caught a glimpse of shining metal and shuddered. Medic caught him looking. "We have to work quickly." They did not say don't worry, it won't hurt.
The air contracted around Hero as Leader gently pushed him to the ground. It seemed to shimmer, as unreal as this whole situation. He dug his nails into the soft moss when he heard metal clinking against metal.
"Please," Hero tried again. "Please--"
"Give him something to bite down on," said Medic. "You two, grab his arms, don't let him thrash around."
Hero tried to jerk upright at this but his teammates already had him pinned. One whispered an apology as they pressed him into the ground, the other said nothing and would not look at him.
Leader squeezed his hand sympathetically, then held up a piece of leather, waiting to see if he would take it.
Hero blinked.
He was back.
Villain standing above him, just out of his line of sight--
No, no, no, n--no
"Keep begging like the dog you are."
The flash of steel-- the sudden brightness of it inside him-- digging under his skin, biting deep. Deeper and twisting--
Hero was shaking, suddenly aware of Leader and the moss and Medic cutting away his pant leg to reveal not one, but two, bullets embedded above his knee.
He nodded. "Give it to me." He bit down on the leather and hoped it would muffle his screams.
Villain's favorite pastime had involved a knife and Hero under his blade.
Medic pressed cool steel against the wound and Hero tried to scramble away, back arching.
Through the roaring in his ears, he heard Leader telling him to breathe.
He dug his hands into the moss, green and white behind his eyes. The smell of iron grew stronger. He couldn't--
"Come on, come on. Breathe. In and out. You can manage that.”
Hero exhaled a shuddering breath.
Medic dug deeper.
He screamed into the gag.
"In and out!" snapped Leader. "Breathe in and out."
Hero was shaking. He inhaled shallowly, more out of instinct than obedience.
Then came Medic's clear voice, "Got the first one."
Leader patted Hero's shoulder in sympathy.
Hero exhaled. His breathing came at a quicker and quicker pace, hands buried in the dirt, as Medic dug out the second bullet.
The color green danced behind his eyes, dull and pounding. He tried to drown himself in it. It didn't help. The taste of leather in his mouth felt wrong-- like vinegar or something sour-- warning bells going off too late.
He didn't hear Medic's relief when they said, "We're done." He only felt the tight pressure of the bandages being wrapped. His teammates let him up and when he spat the leather gag out, he noticed, vaguely, the dirt under his nails was bloodstained.
He worked his jaw in a circle, trying to erase the taste of wrongness. "Fuck you guys," he muttered.
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darby-rowe · 3 months
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pt 2 should have reader fucking him 🤭 like IRL i would never approve but… the fic made me have many thoughts!!!
cw noncon somnophilia, impact play(?), mdni
i have an idea for part 2 where coryo wakes up to reader riding him and he’s like WEIRDED the fuck out and begins to absolutely freak. like trying to push her off but she ends up slapping the shit out of him and telling him to shut up because the more he tries to fight the more guilty she feels. and HE’S crying and SHE’S crying and the whole thing is just a hot ass mess. and reader grabs coryo’s face and is just babbling like crazy like, “shut up. just shut up. the more you cry the more shitty i feel. please just be quiet. be fucking quiet.”
hm. many.. many thoughts 🤔
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