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ghost-of-you · 8 months

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#5sos #5sosedit #my edit #michael clifford #stage 5sos #the 5sos show tour #im biting at things like a feral dog #this outfit is what kills me #goodbye #also all hail our lord and savior beth.365 #mc

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the-eldritch-it-gay · 2 months

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@thedragonagelesbian replied to your post “Oughhhh they're in love...”:

what's going thru majexatli's mind during the dance?? the people (me) want to know

Oh,.. So much. They're trying to play it cool but their mind is racing so much.

Because like, it's such a genuine and sweet moment, yeah? And Majexatli is I think like, really realizing like "oh he cares about me" and also "oh fuck, I think I seriously care about him". Like, they had kissed Wyll at the tiefling party and from the beginning have been on his side and caring about him. But I think the dance is when they like, properly realize like oh, oh, this is more than just some flirting or a quick fling.

Majexatli has never really been romanced. Over the decades since Althyran, they've hooked up on occasion, and other than those flings, their only prior experience is Althyran. And I think there is a bit of that realization, right, the fact that Althyran never was romantic, he never would have danced with them. They had normalized it so much in their head, convinced themselves Althyran was kind and had at some point cared about him. But the more they experience love and affection now with Wyll, they realize just how much they've missed out on.

There's like, what I said once about how with Althyran, Majexatli wanted some storybook romance. They thought Althyran was some prince charming. All they wanted was a love story where they end up married and have a family, and that's still something they cling to as an ideal. They never got that with Althyran. And now here Wyll is, teaching them how to dance by the fireside, saying how he wants to romance them properly, like the old tales of love sung by bards. Wyll is the ideal partner they've dreamed about. The ideal that they've basically given up on and believed they would never get or deserve.

There is something wonderous and soft and new and blooming and alive in the kindness and love and sincerity Wyll shows towards them.

But it also brings up a lot of fear and doubt and angst.

But! They still have their initial knee-jerk reaction of this has to be an act. And they have the feeling that Wyll loves the persona they've put on, he wants to romance the gentle sage Druid, not the bitter monsterous Malarite that they are. And the guilt that they feel they're lying to him by letting him fall in love with a version of them that is fake.

So you know. There's just. So many layers.

Having a genuine moment of respite from all the horrors

Experiencing genuine romance for the first time in their life

Realizing how much Wyll cares for them and that he loves them

Realizing that they somehow have grown to deeply love and care for Wyll despite everything

Realizing that they can have the fairytale romance they wanted when they were younger

Realizing how far from a fairytale everything with Althryan was

Fearing that if Wyll is genuine, then they've been horrifically dishonest and cruel by letting him fall for a version of them that isn't real

Fearing that maybe Wyll is like Althyran, like they thought initially (they thought Althyran and what he gave them was something picturesque and magical, though know in hindsight it wasn't. What if years down the line they look back and see that they were wrong for believing Wyll was some prince-charming type)

Fearing that they're falling into the same trap they did when they were younger with Althyran.

Fearing that they don't belong in a fairytale romance or a love story

Fun fact. The WIP I've shared a bit of? With Wyll fighting a wolf (that is Majexatli)? Yeah. So. In my canon, that happens the same night, after the dance. They hold themselves together long enough but once Wyll returns to his tent, Majexatli transforms and runs off into the night to tear apart anything they can find that's living.

They don't know how to process everything they're feeling, but to them, their worship of Malar is about honesty, about truth, as messy and violent as the honest truth can be. They need to work through all the issues that Althyran left them with and come to terms with their feelings for Wyll (as terrifying as they are) and Wyll's feelings for them. So much old pain and new worries and unknowns and not knowing how to move forward. And they can't process it all as Majexatli, they need to be the messy imperfect emotional being that they only feel they can be when they're a monster.

Something something fantasy high junior year and all the talk about the relationship between doubt and rage.

#majexatli is like oh im in love and being loved for the first time #and thats wonderful and life changing #but it also means that I've never been loved before this and I can now see everything I was denied and missed out on #and I'm in uncharted waters without a raft #and the only way I can let myself feel emotions fully and let myself be angry at the past and everything #is to be a monster #and I feel like a feral dog being offered kindness and shelter for the first time and I want to bite and hurt before you hurt me #anyways sorry for rambling hfsdjkfdkjdshfskjdhfkjdsf #the fun thing about this is that i'm realizing its almost something I've done before #I've very much hit on like #'being given freedom for the first time is wonderful and intoxicating'#'but being given freedom for the first time also means realizing everything you've been denied before now'#Amal (my Surana) has stuff about that. but they don't have the anger part. they just dissociate #salam plays bg3 #oc: majexatli #the eldritch dragon age

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p4nishers · 1 year

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cant stop thinking about the maddie&doug scene in the coma dream cause like, it shown their failing marriage in such a simple yet so fucking loud way. the fact that buck INSTANTLY noticed smth was wrong and tried to cheer maddie up by complimenting her cooking and she looked SO grateful i could actually cry and the way EVERYONE else also complimented her after other than doug who just HAD to add a little side comment to make her feel shit again. the way her face fell. the way she said "you know what? im sorry" and forced a smile. i love her so much she was trying so hard for so long. god.

#I LOVE HER I LOVE HERI LIVER HER #I WILL FIST FIGHT ALL OF U IF U SAY ONE BAD THING ABOUT HER LIKE SHE'S MY MOTHER??? SHE LITERALLY BIRTHED ME LIKE???? BACK OFF #if i every see that mf its on SIGHT. i im attacking him like a feral dog. im not afraid to bite. im really not #buck should've fought him and im so mad we didn't see him smash dougs head in with a baseball bat or smith #maddie buckley #evan buckley #911 6x11 #911 spoilers #911 fox #911 season 6

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homoerectusindeed · 2 months

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Essentially; remember what happened to tumblr a few years ago? It became useless and not user-friendly whatsoever just to earn a few bucks. that's whats happening to Instagram, and it is affecting small businesses and creators who are just trying to make a living by promoting and sharing their work. It has been going on for a while now, and one of the most recent developments is the lack of organic reach. We can no longer see the most recent posts when looking at a hashtag, which is negatively affecting smaller accounts and creators who get 0 traction despite posting high-quality content daily.

its infuriating, and the ceo of instagram, adam mossari, don't care. He's just a rich dude trying to get richer while screwing over the working class.

#im looking for replacements #i know vero is a thing but apparently they don't really care about their user's privacy #and apparently they're becoming subscription based soon enough #instagram #if i hear one more mf say oh get a real job i WILL bite you WLLL have to muzzle me like a feral dog

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sickslimez · 20 days

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WANNA GET NASTY! — JJK MEN

SYNOPSIS...kinks that the jjk men secretly have

INFO...jjk men x fem!reader, impact play (smacking, spanking), breeding, overstimulation, gojo is a switch, oral mentioned (f & m), p in v, agoraphilia (public sex), anal, bondage, name calling (slut), degradation, pet names (baby, sweetheart, angel), not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblog are appreciated

TOJI — IMPACT PLAY

toji is definitely into impact play, he loves smacking your ass, slapping your face or your sensitive cunt. His favorite part about all of it is the little whines your makes when it hurts just a little too much. That teary look you give him always spreads a smile across his face. But you're always begging him for me because you're just that much of a slut for him, begging to cum because the multiple slaps to your clit have teetered you close to the edge. A deep chuckle leaves his lips, seeing your pouty lips before he slaps you across your face. "Always a pretty girl for me, huh, baby?"

NANAMI — BREEDING

as much as nanami is a calm and tamed man, something tells me that this man is completely feral in bed. Im talking pounding deep into you, grunting and growling in your ear, telling you to be a good girl and take it. He has you in mating press, fucking you so deep in good and he just can't get the thought of breeding you out of his head. He wants to fill you up and watch it leak from your hole, marking you as his. So...that's what he does. He pushes deep inside you and fills you up to the brim, forcing you to take all of it. He watches the way your eyes go wide before you let out a soft moan. Now, all he wants to do is fill you up again...good thing his dick is still hard. "Wanna fill up this pretty pussy, breed it, it's so fuckin' perfect."

GOJO — OVERSTIMULATION

whether its you or him, gojo is in love with overstim. He likes watching you squirm, panting like a dog in heat when he laps at your sensitive clit after making you cum for a third time. You're trying to push his head away, but your attempts are weak because deep down he knows you wanna cum again. If you overstim him, expect tears. Whether you're riding him, giving him a blowjob, handjob, he will be in tears if you keep going. But don't let that fool you because baby boy is begging you to keep going, asking to cum with red teary eyes. His hips jolt upward, toes curl but don't you dare stop. His second orgasm is always more intense than his first, it makes him feel like he's on a high. "Oh, please, please, don't stop, baby! Keep fucking me, yeah, yeah, just like that!"

GETO — PUBLIC SEX

geto loves getting nasty in public areas, not to mention the idea of getting caught turns him too. His fingers will so casually slip under your dress while you two are out shopping, so easily slipping into your cunt. He's smirking against your ear while he stands behind you, slowly pumping his fingers in and out. Not to mention in public parks, he won't make you wear any panties, just so when you sit on his lap, he can't easily fuck you. You try hard to cover up your moans and whimpers, biting down on your lip when you feel him buck his hips upwards. He's so smug, staring directly at anyone who dares to look your way, smirking at them while you slowly ride him in public. "You gotta be quiet, angel. Wouldn't want us to get caught now, would you? Or maybe you do cause you're such a slut for my dick."

CHOSO — ANAL

at first, chose would be curious about anal because of all the times he's seen it in porn. the idea would just get the better of him and he'd want to know what'd it feel like for him to stick his dick somewhere that wasn't your mouth or pussy. so lets just say when he felt it the first time, he could barely thrust into you without wanting to cum. it exceeded his expectations, so warm and tight, not mention, it made it 100x better that you are enjoying it too. so now he goes out of his way to buy you butt plugs, the cute little ones with the jewel on them. he makes you wear them all day before he finally comes home and fucks your ass. "Feels so fucking good, sweetheart, taking me so fucking well."

HIGURUMA — BONDAGE

hiromi loves seeing his pretty girl all tied up. to him, its like a birthday present waiting to be unwrapped. you're lying on the bed all tied up in your favorite color rope. he loves when he comes home, finding you sitting on the bed naked with the rope in your hands, waiting for him to tie you up. it does something to him when you struggle against it, especially when he's teasing you, ghosting his fingers over your skin, traveling near your pussy. you're so helpless its cute. though he would never hurt you, he could do whatever he wants to you, drive you crazy until your begging him to fuck you. "You look so pretty like this, all wrapped up for me like a little present."

SUKUNA — BLOOD PLAY

now of course sukuna would be into blood play...look at him. that man is not nice or sweet in any way possible. he likes dragging his sharp nails across the soft parts of your skin during sex, watching the way your skin cuts open and the crimson liquid leaks down your skin. it makes him crazy seeing your blood trickle down your tits and over your stomach before he licks it all up, savoring your taste. he always finds a way to mark you, making you bleed as he fucks deep into you, nails digging into the plush flesh of your thighs cause he's gripping them so hard. "I'll mark you however I wish, just so I could savor your taste on my tongue."

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wanderingconstellations · 6 months

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It's me again, the one who sent the clingy Scara ask. But anyway, I've been having a brain rot..

Soo Wanderer was jealous because you we're talking to the traveler and mostly giving your attention to the traveler! Wanderer is mad.. so Wanderer decided to mark you by giving you lots of love bites and kisses while he caged you on his arms. Not letting you leave.

"Your only mine, Mine >:("

"Yes love.."

(sorry for grammar error heheeehehdheuruhejzsk)

DEAR ANON, IM SORRY FOR BEING SO LATE SIHDJSKWIDJDN THINGS GOIN ON AND I CANT KEEP UP

“traveller.. are you sure you'll be alright?”you asked with worry, wanting assurance that your friend here wouldn't end up with a missing limb on their journey to fontaine.

“i'll be fine, no need to worry.. but I'm sure the one you should be worried about right now is.. y'know..”

wanderer was like your guard dog, keenly watching the traveller as if they would steal you away from him. it's silly how he would act all aggressive to others like a feral cat before being loving n' clingy to you.

"wanderer?" you called for him, sighing deeply at the sight of your boyfriend being so wary of the traveller. you put your hands on your hips, giving a glare to wanderer that supposedly meant, "keep the attitude down or else i'll beat your ass," which made wanderer scoff and look away.

“[name], i'll be off now. thanks for lending a place for me to stay, wouldn't know what to do if you left us soaking in the rain," the traveller states, soon traveling along their path to fontaine while holding a very sleepy paimon in their arms.

you bid your goodbyes to them before feeling a heavy weight behind you.

"finally.. they're gone.." he mumbles before sighing in pure delight that he's able to be clingy with you again without the prying eyes of anyone, especially paimon.

he climbed onto you as if you would leave. his arms were wrapped around your waist, while he nipped at your neck to leave a little lovebite before for you to remember.

"you're the most jealous man i know."

"never said i wasn't."

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milkcryy · 15 days

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thinking about sinister mark and sigh.

hopping on the bandwagon. i have some choice Thoughts about him that id like to air out.

(keep in mind that i am NOT A DARK BLOG!!! stuff i say in this post is Very close to toeing the line of being borderline SCARY TO ME. im a soft bitch) also no non/dubcon bc consent is important to me.

minors dni with this post cause it gets a little spicy under the cut..

these dark blogs kinda make me see the sinister mark vision.. like..... theres so many possibilities when it comes to him

CW: he eats you out while youre on your period + more. it gets bloody.

that is a man who KNOWS what he wants and GETS it. so desperate and borderline animalistic about you that when he rushes in a blur to pin you to a wall, it cracks. muttering and panting in your ear about what hes about to do to you, and you just know both of you wont make it out of this without blood being involved. hes pressing up against you, still in his stupid suit. smooth as the material rubbed against your back, stinking with his sweat.

hed start out considerably gentle with it, hands shaking from holding himself back from the worst of what he was fantasizing of doing to you. pinning you hips down to keep you from squirming despite your quips about you being on your period. he'd lick his lips, his heart racing even faster when he pulls down your pants. even better, he rasps, dragging his hands down your thighs and leaning in close between them. you couldnt see his eyes through how opaque and dark his goggles were, but you could tell his eyes were blinking heavily with lust just to swallow you whole without remorse.

and maybe you let him, spreading your legs for him. like a bunny letting a wolf clamp its jaws around the other's neck. he was going to drain you dry.

he wastes no time eating you out, lips and tongue working at your sweet spots in the best way possible. something something his grip on your hips bruising you. something something he haphazardly spits on your clit as if it wasnt slick enough, the room filling with the biting scent of metal. mercilessly tonguing you even after youre finished, thighs squeezing around mark's head, unable to compose yourself when every nerve is ridden with overwhelming pleasure.

before you know it, youre forced on your hands and knees. a rough hand at the back of your head forcing your face down onto the bed when his tip rubs at your bloody, dripping entrance. he mustve ripped the crotch area of his suit off, you barely have time for the thought to process when he's hurriedly pushing his dick inside you, when the tip presses just a little painfully against your cervix, he relishes the squeak you let out, muffled by the bedsheets.

mark wastes no time with this, hips moving at a relentless pace, coaxing - no - forcing moans and squeaks from you as if he were pulling the pathetic sounds out of you with his bare hands. and his grip was a vice, merciless thing. though there was no relief when his hand lets go of the back of your head, arms shaking and struggling to prop yourself up. licking your blood off his lips, mark leans in, his chest pressing against your back. grunting in your ear. your eyes shoot open to the feeling of mark's teeth clamping harshly down onto your shoulder. you cry out, whether in pain or pleasure, you didnt know, but the harder his jaw clamped, you were sure it was some mix of both. your skin gave way, sharp canines piercing your shoulder like he was some feral dog. the small drops of blood that slithered from the wound were quickly lapped up by a rough, bloodthirsty tongue.

when both of you are finished, you dont stop leaking his cum from your hole for a whole day. you body is practically covered with livid bruises and bite marks. and whenever you see them in the mirror, you brandish them like its a shining, bright fucking gold medal.

#mark grayson x reader #mark grayson smut #afab reader #mark grayson x afab reader #ignore how clinically insane i am about him #i think to think im better than those dahmer fangirls then turn around and pull this #is it goofy that hes doing allat in his stupid ass suit? goggles and everything?#no set up. just sex.#hes the typa guy to ask you if youre ready to be a single mother

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otgo-brooklyn · 9 months

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Big Brother Slider, the true Mom Friend™

So we all have that friend, who is 100% the mom friend. And listen, are both Slider and Ice little shits of their own devices? Yes, but i'd say that Ice can be a solid Mom friend, when needed. BUT, when with Slider it just goes out of the window, and pair that with Big Brother!Slider, and you have one hell of a head cannon there.

Every time that they go to the bar, Slider doesn't even leave Ice's side, guards his drink like a feral dog, and rounds Ice up when it's time to go home

Stops Ice from having fun recklessly endangering himself

Once at the bar Ice was on his 5th Whiskey sour before a table sent over 3 shots of tequila, Ice smiled and brought one up to toast, and using his mom senses common sense, Slider abandons his chat with Goose and is at Ice's side in about 3.5 seconds saying "no no no no" takes the shots and whiskey sours out of his hand and drags Ice home

Nearly had an aneurism when he found out Ice let someone else (Goose) drive him somewhere

"YOU LET SOMEONE DRIVE YOU? WHAT IF THEY WERE TRYING TO KIDNAP YOU? KIDNAP THEN KILL YOU!? YOU KNOW PEOPLE HAVE A THING FOR YOUNG BLONDES" "WE WERE BOTH GOING BACK TO BASE, AND IM 24" "SO?? YOU'RE PRACTICALLY A BABY" "IT WAS GOOSE! AND YOU'RE ONLY A COUPLE YEARS OLDER THAN ME" "AND?? HE HAS A MUSTACHE! YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU'D TRUST SOMEONE WITH A MUSTACHE??" "YOU WERE IN THE CAR WITH ME!" "SO??"

Slider always, ALWAYS has snacks and Capri-Suns on his person incase Ice gets hungry

It's like clockwork, every time Ice starts to get hungry, hangry, cranky etc. Slider is there handing over a Capri-Sun and some carrot sticks or apple slices

"Well maybe if you didn-" Ice starts before being interrupted by Slider shoving an apple slice into his mouth mid sentence, and stopping what seems to be the next arguing match between him and Maverick in it's tracks. Ice just glowers at Slider with a pout and starts chewing on his apple slice. "I told you not to skip breakfast, now you're gonna be cranky" "Bite m-" and once more Ice is silenced with an apple slice, as Goose and Mav along with the rest of the flyboys watch on in fascinated horror as Ice's temper is swiftly and expertly derailed by Slider and his apple slices. When they're finished Slider promptly procured a Capri-Sun from somewhere and quickly shoved it within Ice's hands before he had a chance to protest. "No" Ice said looking at Slider "Drink it" "No" "Ice" "I don't want to, so im not" "Toma Mikhailovich so help me god" Slider starts, pinching the bridge of his nose, and Ice just huffs and starts to drink. The flyboys never recovered from this.

Once when filing paperwork Ice got a paper cut, as people do, and the cut is small but the tiniest, tiniest, itty bitty drop of blood wells forward and Slider already has a portable First Aid kit spread out on the desk, Neosporin on a bandaid before being wrapped around Ice's finger and Ice doesn't even blink

It's a whole 10 second ordeal and they just continue on with their lives like nothing happened

Ice coughed once after accidentally being caught out in the rain and Slider straight up commandeers the kitchen to make more soup than Ice could ever possibly consume fully convinced Ice is coming down with something

Admittedly, Ice did in fact get the flu, but Slider was too concerned to say "I told you so"

Despite everything, Slider and Ice (platonically) love each other, and Slider is 100% the mom friend between the two of them

If I forgot anything feel free to tell me!

#tom iceman kazansky #ron slider kerner #Big Brother!Slider #Baby Brother!Ice #aviation #top gun fandom #top gun 1986 #nick goose bradshaw #peter maverick mitchell #mom friend #Slider sitting down at the bar sighing dramatically about “teenagers in their rebellious phase”#Goose: Ice is an angel compared to Mav dont exaggerate #Slider: you didn't know him in flight school #ice being a chaotic gremiln to Slider #Ice: And no one will ever believe you #i will die on this hill

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actualbird · 4 months

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in relation to that last ask about Luke (Figuratively) Being A Distrustful Stray Dog Towards Comforts and inspired by a convo with chika khickuwa, but i think that the person who saw luke at his MOST distrustful dog era was none other than aaron yishmir

i mean, imagine being aaron. youre a doctor, and youre also an agent and member of a government security agency and all your coworkers are sent on jobs straight outta the mission impossible franchise and just when you think your job cant get any wilder, you meet this sullen angsty young man—no, this CHILD, this LITERAL TEENAGER at the MISSION IMPOSSIBLE AGENCY and this literal teenager is like grrrr dont get close to me im scary and mean and im Agent Raven and i dont deserve nice things because im a weapon and a soldier first

and aaron is like nuh uh you arent

and thus begins aaron's mission to Make Luke Accept Nice Things. which is an arduous process. it's much like getting a feral stray dog to calmly accept treats for your hand. luke is all growly and standoffish and is like no, im Not a Good Dog Good Person, im a Guard Dog Agent and Guard Dogs Agents dont need to be coddled with Kindness and Comforts but aaron pushes through! even when that feral stray dog figuratively bites him!

or even literally bites him, like during self defense practice like

aaron: im not letting you out of this headlock until you say yes to dinner with my wife and i--OW, DID YOU BITE ME???

and aaron never lets him forget it

aaron: he BIT ME once

mc: oh my god he BIT YOU???

luke: PLEASE, IT WAS ONE TIME

mc: im so sorry hes not usually like that i promise

aaron: no no i shouldve been more gentle with him he mustve been spooked

luke: sTOP TALKING ABOUT ME LIKE IM A DOG!!!!!

anyway aaron is eventually successful at Taming The Stray Guard Dog Luke and luke, for all that hes growly in the beginning, eventually adds aaron into his mental list of People He Would Die For

#aaron: puppy want a treat?#nsb era luke: puppy craves oNLY VIOLENCE AND SERVICE #tears of themis #luke pearce

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dabislittlemouse · 9 months

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When Dabi climbed through the window of your apartment, he was quiet so as to not disturb you. He needn’t have bothered as you weren’t even in the room. He glanced around and then tilted his head when he heard the distant sound of water running. His mouth twisted into a small grin; a little late for a shower but he wasn’t complaining as he made his way quietly out of your bedroom. He made sure to kick off his boots by the bedroom door as he approached the bathroom.

He made it just as the water stopped and he decided to simply open the door quietly until it was cracked. He watched through a narrow opening as you stepped out of the shower. His cock immediately hardening in his pants at the sight of your beautiful, pale soft skin. Water still running in valleys between your tits and legs and he couldn’t stop the small moan. Fuck you were gorgeous. And only grew more so each time he saw you. He was fucking addicted.

Dabi couldn’t resist anymore. He shoved the door open just as you were hiking a leg up on the toilet to start rubbing lotion into your legs. He thoroughly enjoyed the way you let out a startled shriek as he pounced. “D-Dabi!” You cried out as he gripped your arms, twisted you around and shoved you over the bathroom sink. His feet kicking your legs apart as one hand pushed your head straight into the mirror. “Fuck doll- missed ya so damn much. Been gone only a fuckin week and I come back to see you like this?!” His voice was low and raspy and you let out a lewd moan when he ground his clothed cock against your bare ass.

Dabi moved, leaving his hand on the back of your head, to lick and suck and bite at the back of your neck and your back as he dropped to his knees. He had no choice but to release your head to grip the meat of your cute little ass. “Oh fuck doll look at you~” his voice was slightly breathless as he used his thumbs to pull you apart for him to stare at. You were wet already, your pretty pink cunt just glistening for him, and he couldn’t wait any more. He shoved his face straight against your leaking hole and held you tight at the hips and ass as your body jerked.

“D-Dabi!” You cried out and threw your head back as he shoved his tongue straight into you. Lewd, slurping noises filled the bathroom and the hallway as he ate you like a man starved. He only stopped when you cried out and creamed so hard over his face that it ran down his chin and neck. He let out a chuckle and stood up, quickly undoing his belt and pants, to let his throbbing cock free. Your eyes met his and then you slid your gaze to his pierced cock with a lewd moan as you gripped the sink.

“P-please Dabs…!” You moved one hand to place it over his own to pull your ass apart again and the sight had him grunting. Dabi gripped your hips again, shot you a wicked smirk, and wasted no time shoving his cock into you until you were gasping for air and begging for him to go harder, faster, deeper. “Fuuuuckin’ filthy little thing…! That’s right baby take it! Take my cock” he hissed as he bent over you and slammed his hips mercilessly against you.

You would have deep burns and bruises later but… Who the fuck would complain when he had your eyes rolling back and your tongue rolling out of your mouth like a dog? Certainly not you. And Dabi laughed at your fucked out face as he continued to move against you violently~

AAAAHHHH BEAN YOU NEVER FAIL TO AMAZE ME AND MAKE ME CRAZY WITH YOUR AMAZING SCENARIOS PLS 🤧😫😫😫

I read this at work and it already made me feel way better (I hurt myself with Dabi angst earlier dont mind me) but YES NOW IM FERAL AGAIN GRHHTJGNGN

#B’s inbox🦋#Beanie💜#dabi #touya todoroki #mha dabi #dabi x reader #dabi smut #x reader #dabi x you #dabi x y/n #bnha smut #mha smut

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bingusbongu · 5 months

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Hello !! :3 i hope you are having a lovely day !! Imma here to request a Demencia x reader !! 🦎💗 // you can barley find any content for the chaotic gremlin/affectionate, Lmao-// anyways!-what about some headcanons with dem & soft but feisty gn! Hero reader? :> lol chaotic good x chaotic evil 😌 JGBFBGBHB srry if this ask sounded awcward im shy lol-ok byeeeeeeee ✌️

Authors note: omg thank you for my first request!!! I actually love this prompt, i got alittle stumped here and there, but goodness this was fun to write! We stan the chaotic lizard<333

Demencia × gn Soft but feisty Hero!

• Demencia first met you when she and the gang were out on one of their missions. You werent the target, they had no intentions of harming you but another commission they got. Another, entitled stuck up hero

•they were doing great! As great as Demencia completely sabotaging Flugs plan

•though, they werent prepared for when another hero showed up to back up the target.

• Flug was absolutely panicked, while Demencia was still trying to rough house with the other hero(and was winning too)

• Until she was completely tackled off her target, which winded her for a moment, before pouncing on you as you attempted to hold her down

• you attempted to reason with her, trying to get her to stop and just give up, but Demencia just kept trying to bite at you like a feral dog

• what she didnt expect was how easily you managed to pin her down, with hardly any struggle

• no hero actually managed to pin her down as easily as you had, let alone, you weren't spitting out at her for her to give up, you just pinned her down without any word. And actually managed to hold her down for a long period of time.

• of course, being Demencia, she managed to wiggle her way out from underneath you, and retreated with the rest of the gang

• Demencia, for the remainder of the time, had a hard time getting you out of her head. How you managed to pin her down so easily, even if she was giving a fight, you were strong. Alot stronger than she seen other heros

• she definitely made Flug look up some stuff about you, which would suprise him, but She would shrug it off and actually listen to the information about you

• the next thing she knows, she is sneaking out the mannor to go find you. She was curious about you, and wouldnt mind a remach with you!

• it didnt take her long to find you, she was a suprisingly good tracker, she followed you for awhile, observing your movement witg curiosity. How you talked to people so gently, like youve known them for years on end. Unlike other heros who basked in the glory, you were nice, and friendly to them! Demencia didnt know if shr should been disgusted

• she attempted to sneak up on you, but to your suprise, you twirled around and greeted her with a friendly smile.

• now this stunned Demencia for a moment

• you didnt attack her, yell at her, you welcomed her like a friend.. even after that battle.

• Demencia tried to tease you or do nasty remarks towards you, but you just laughed like she was joking. Making her stumped

• what was with you? You were so fearsome in battle, but now outside of it, you were... nice to her! She had never met someone nice to her. Usually they would run away an fear

• but you actually welcomed her into your home

• A HERO, WELCOMING A VILLAIN INTO THEIR HOME

• Demencia was just '?????'

• after your litter interaction, you would now find her in your house after missions, going through your fridge

• and you just let her

• you would occasionally go into conversations with her, while she would raid through your apartment or devour your food

• it became a routine

• and of course, Demencias coworkers wouldnt even care that se was gone, which atleast was a regular occurrence. They liked the quiet

• So Demencia took any shot she could to come hang out with you, and you always invited her in with a smile on your face, you were hapy to see her!

• and she was happy to see you

• sometimes, you would have to go on longer missions, and Demencia would be right there, following you like a puppy. Sometimes she would join in the fight just to bash someone in the head, or just watch from the sidelines while rading a nearby shop

• she found herself mezmorized by the way you fought, how easily you could get a villain down under you, how you could put them back in their place without a break of sweat

• Sometimes, she would just stand and watch you... it was unlikely for her, usually she wouldnt care one bit, but she would stop everything just to watch you deal with your target

• she never had done this before, it confused her

• when she got back to the mannor, she just... couldnt get you out of her head! It was annoying.. she even stoppd her daily routine of bugging Flug because she just couldnt think about anything else.

• why??? Why wouldnt you just leave her alone?! Why couldnt she stop thinking about you?! It made her frustrated. She was a villain, shenever cared, so why did she now?!

• once she realized she stopped in her tracks

• she tried denying it, that it was NOT possible, but your smile and your kindness couldnt leave her mind. You welcomed in the feral lizard with happiness and acceptance

• no matter how mich she denied it, it wouldnt stop! She would ask Flug, but she couldnt admit that she was going weak!

• you were making her weak!

• "oh fuck"

• she was absolutely blown over the moon by you

• she now had a new duty, to bother you as much as she can

• she liked you, and there was absolutely nothing you could do to get her off you now

#villainous x reader #villainous #demencia #Demencia x reader #x reader #reader insert #hero x villain #gn reader #MY FIRST REQUST TY SMMMM!!!

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hantheheart · 1 month

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im having Lancelot thoughts so.

Headcanon list for my Purse chihuahua (yes hes stuck with that moniker now)

He's good at styling hair. Won't do shit to his own hair, but if he's left sitting idle for too long, the person nearest to him is going to wind up with a new hair style for the day. He learned from helping do his mom's hair when he was young and Jericho's here and there.

He actually collects knives. not just for using his magic with, but because he likes seeing what cool and wild designs people make. He'd like to try his hand at making one someday, he's got a couple of sketches of designs.

He's fairly good at drawing. It's very sketchy looking, but he only draws landscapes of the places he's been to.

His fox form's fur is actually pretty coarse. This is intentional on his part.

I need this boy to have some not so "cool mature and untouchable" vibes

His parents held on to all his old toys and things from before he and Jericho vanished and when he finally returned home, he buried himself in stuffed animals and toys he genuinely thought he'd never be able to see again.

He has a stuffed rabbit he used to carry with him as a kid that, after it got to worn out to be fixed, he turned into a little bag he keeps on his belt with things he considers precious to him.

He and Tristan made up a secret code so they could write each other letters no one else could understand and they still use it when they're older. They teach Percy and Gawain so it becomes "The Four Knights Secret Code". It mostly gets used for dumb stuff like planning to sneak out in the middle of the night with friends or late night snack runs

he does actually have pretty sharp canines even in human form so he will bite if necessary. He just doesn't cause he knows it makes him look feral.

He's more a cat guy, honestly. Dogs can be a bit too high strung for him and he's more cat like himself anyways. Man can, will, and has napped in weird places just because "the sun hit just right" and will make eye contact before knocking shit over just because. He thinks he's hilarious for this. Tristan and Anne do not.

Jericho used to tell him "little white lie" stories for stuff he'd ask that she either didn't have an actual answer for or didn't want to explain to him and he still believes some of them. This leads to many hilarious moments of Lance vehemently telling people something and the rest of the gang explaining the truth to him.

Donny can and has agreed with Lancelot only because its kind of funny to see everyone look at him like he's lost his shit for saying he also believes an old wives tale or a children's story too.

It's a personal goal of his to be able to beat Meliodas in a fight, not for any particular reason, but just because it feels like a good goal to have since Meliodas is technically the strongest person in Britannia.

#4kota lancelot #4kota headcanons #mokushiroku no yonkishi

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gothushi · 2 months

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thinking about Seb lashing out not being able to control himself he would totally leave tones of scratches and bitemarks

collar him

i literally just woke up from a nap and have to answer this my jaws on the floor. cw collaring, mild breath play if ur squinting, marks

maybe something happened with his guardian (still don’t know if i headcanon him being with his own family or possibly a foster family or another relative/someone who adopted him. idk idk details shmetails) so maybe he’s just like. overstimulated. pissed off. every single thing makes him upset or angry. but he’s come over because he promised he would and you two were gonna watch a movie and spend time together.

one thing leads to another and you’re making out on the couch, he’s pawing at you, desperate to release his pent up energy from an entire days worth of anger and frustration. cut to him laid back, you’re ontop, grinding down onto him slow and teasing and he’s just so… upset.. he needs more, needs to take and take, needs these feelings to get out before he just absolutely blows up like a bomb. so suddenly, his frame is over yours, pinning you to the couch, your legs around his waist, and he goes feral. im talking hips slamming into yours, jostling your entire body up, his hands on your shoulders and dragging over your back and arms, nails digging into your skin, all the while he’s buried his head in your neck, biting at the junction of shoulder and neck hard, so fucking hard that my god it really hurts? is he drawing blood? (you consider stopping him, already having said plenty “seb–! hey!” “slow down– seb, fuck slow down” “sebastion” grabbing at his hair, pushing at his shoulders, it doesn’t work. but you let him do what he must because yes it hurts but it isn’t past your limits) he’s panting through his teeth, sobbing tears of frustration as he takes takes takes, fucks like some wild, rabid animal until he cums. he doesn’t even know if you’ve cum too but that’s the least of your worries as he collapses onto you, crying, panting, and you pet over his hair like you’re comforting a stray cat, gentle, soft, careful.

cue clean up, your back is fucked. red scratches from his dull nails go from shoulder blade to just above your ass. some even go from shoulder down your biceps, and the left side of your neck is ravaged. a deep bite mark is on the junction where he stayed for the most part, small little cuts from his teeth, but also a cluster of hickies and more faint little teeth marks littered down your shoulder. he sobs again, cries, says he’s sorry, he doesn’t know what happened, he feels so ashamed and is horrified you’re going to leave him. but you tsk, try to ground him with a few ‘i love you’s and order him to clean your back for you and apply some cream to the scratches since you can’t reach. he does so, hand trembling all the while, and then you sit down with him to have a proper talk.

he doesn’t know what happened, doesn’t know why he just lost control. he says he was just so.. so mad all day, everything was going wrong, everyone was upsetting (save for you). you have a healthy talk with him, telling him he can’t always leave you like you’ve been mauled by an animal when he gets upset, nor can he turn to other things like breaking shit or yelling. you tell him that you’ll both figure something out, reassuring plenty that you aren’t angry with him and you aren’t leaving him. two days pass, you’ve come up with a solution the next time you hang out.

you present a little box to him, no bigger than his hands held out together. he’s confused. a gift? for him? he insists he doesn’t deserve anything but the constant sting when you move on your back serves to remind that yes, he does deserve this, and urge him to open the box. inside is a black leather collar, meant for a dog, silver buckle and one singular ring beside it, and a matching leash. he’s like.. “i don’t have a dog..” but his own puppy eyes say otherwise! you gently explain that it’s meant for him, for his neck, something to try that might be able to ground him, and he’d only wear it when at your apartment. it takes a second for the intentions to click in his brain, and his cheeks go red, “you.. you think that’d work?” he’s skeptical, but you remind him he doesn’t have to try it, you just thought it’d be a nice idea. so.. he agrees. he lets you buckle the collar on, enough to fit three fingers through comfortably, and oh.

oh.

his cock fucking aches. it hurts in his jeans. the constant pressure on his neck is just so good he can’t believe he’d never explored this. he’s laid with his head in your lap, watching a movie, trying not to squirm around. he feels he doesn’t deserve to fuck you again yet afterall.. but you notice. notice the color on his cheeks as you play with his hair, the way his thighs stay pressed together, the subtle shifts of his hips, the way he hasn’t really said a word about the show when usually he’s a little chatterbox critiquing or pointing things out.

cue fifteen minutes later, he’s sat back on the couch whilst you’re riding him. the pace is agonizingly slow, and he’s grunting and whining like crazy. you’ve clipped the leash on, but it’s slack right now. his punishment is to not touch you, he has to just take what you give. soon enough though (you knew this would happen) his hands fly to your hips, grasping, a shakey “please” escapes him. quickly, you’ve got your one hand on the back of the couch, leash in hand, and it tugs on the collar enough to yank his head back some. the most pathetic noise you’ve ever heard comes from his throat, brows furrowing up, lips parting as it’s just a bit harder to breathe. “behave.” you’ll groan, fucking yourself down a little bit faster when his hands leave your waist.

he cums twice that night, and next time he’s at home jerking off with you on the brain, his hand wanders up to his neck.

#AHHHHH IM CRAZY IM OBSESSED WITH HIM #HELLPPPP!!!!!#neil newbon #neil newbon x reader #seb as if #seb as if x reader

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ovaruling · 4 months

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You made a post earlier about how you are feeding stray cats. Since it seems like you're very concerned about the environment I wonder why you are doing this. Aren't stray/outdoor cats horrible for the environment? Mostly because they kill animals that are actually important for nature like birds and rodents. Not trying to be rude just wondering why you think feeding them is a good idea, because it's basically helping a population that has no place in nature and does nothing but harm.

look, i’m not without my weaknesses—i can’t look at a starving stray cat and not feed it. maybe others can, but i can’t. i never claimed to be a paragon.

however, i must clarify something and also point out that i think im doing my part more than your average stray-feeder—i spend 1-2 hours each day trying to trap the cats. every day, from 4-5pm and sometimes later. i drop what im doing to spend time on it.

i have a folding chair to sit on and stake them out, a new implement of a bathroom mirror from a construction site that i set up next to the feeding station (to see the cats without startling them), and a large dog crate in which i put the food.

i recently caught 2 of the said stray cats last week and had them fixed and they will no longer be contributing to the environmental decline, nor will they ever produce litters. i’m working on a third.

i feed on my own property and i have caught and fixed and thus removed from the environment approximately 20 or more cats since i was like, i can’t remember—10, 11, 12. somewhere around there—i was in some degree of childhood when i started. i still use the same large dog crates i had back then to catch them. it takes weeks, sometimes months. sometimes a year or more in the case of my toughest one, an aggressive feral male who was causing issues in the neighborhood and who is now my housecat and best friend and wreaks no more havoc. i didn’t give up on him and it ended up being for the better bc no one else was going to give enough of a shit to spend the time it was going to take to catch him. (i’ve said this before but, i had to go on 3 rounds of antibiotics bc he kept biting me horribly every time i tried to catch him)

all this to say: my success in catching stray cats is owed largely to my patience and my willingness to spend hours gaining their trust by feeding them and having them associate my presence with food and fresh water.

so i know it’s not without criticism to feed them, but i do put in hours and hours each week feeding these strays specifically to try to catch them—and i often succeed. (edit: i don’t always. there are a few cats i don’t know if i’ll ever be able to catch, but i won’t stop trying.)

this is what ive been doing my whole life and i will continue to try to make an impact on my local environment in this unique way. i don’t expect others to understand my methods and the specific way that i do things (it’s different for each cat depending on how i assess their personality and needs and habits etc etc), but the fact that i’ve removed 20 or more strays from my neighborhood over the last decade or so is an impact that matters, i think.

especially since i pay out of my own pocket to take them to the vet, to fix them, vaccinate them, and treat them for any and all ailments, and i also have housed them myself or rehomed them. it’s a huge drain on my resources but it’s one i am happy to do for the rest of my life. not least bc no one else in my area is bothering to do anything about them.

so—take that for what you will. that’s my contribution and it’s not perfect but i think i do a good job at reducing the number of stray cats in my local ecosystem and i have to conclude that because of that i MUST have reduced a lot of the environmental destruction that they would’ve otherwise done. much better than anyone else who lives around here, that’s for sure.

tl;dr—i am basically doing the job my local animal care & control is supposed to be doing about stray cats, for free, by myself, at my own expense and on my own time—and i 100% cannot do that job without feeding them

edit: i didn’t mean for this to sound as defensive and doth protesting as it did—i realize i’ve never quite explained exactly What it is i do with regard to stray and feral cats, and of course i can’t expect others to read my mind or know my life and motivations just from scattered posts i make lol. i hope i answered your question somewhat, and im happy to answer any more that you have.

#v #vp

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ravengards-rogue · 3 months

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ZERO………….YOUR TAGS ON MY WYLL ASK………….IM IN THE FETAL POSITION I HAD TO TAKE DEEP BREATHS I HAD O PUT MY PHONE FUCKING DOWN I CANT I CANT I CANT OHHHH MY GODDDDDDDD OH MU GOD HOW DARE YOU???? HOW DARE HIM???? ‘he’ll carve a sweet thing out of you yet’??!?????!??!!??!!??!!?!!?!??!???????????????????? IM HOWLING LIKE A BEAST

grips you so tight by the shoulder.

there is No One in this world who is more fitting for a wretched, terrible, unloveable reader than wyll ravengard. he's not a monster hunter for nothing - but he's even better at taming than he is hunting. he takes no joy from killing. he tells you as much when you ask him. it's not pleasurable to take life, but he's good with animals. good with taming. he has such a steady hand, such a demeanor. most people want to listen to him naturally

you don't though, of course. it bothers him at first - but only at first. only when he takes a minute and realizes that you try so very hard to keep up a facade he saw through weeks ago. and you hate him especially because he's so heroic don't you? that line is so paper thin. you hate what he represents, what he could be to you. you've always hated people who think they can save you.

(who can? when you can't even save yourself? people have tried and they give up. they fail. you have sharp teeth and you bite just like a mean dog. and people don't take mean dogs in just to love them.

do they?)

so you're the way you always are with wyll. you're so awful. you're contrarian and harsh and say all the wrong things. and wyll will fight with you. he'll even reprimand you (though he's careful to never raise his voice). but he never backs away from you. never gives up, never stops being the blade.

he sees you at the worst of yourself but it's unfailing. uncanny. he's wyll and he's there and he'll push back on you but he'll never leave. he never leaves. you'll thrash against the grip so tight, foam at the mouth, push him away but he never leaves.

and eventually - eventually, even you count on him not leaving. you start to need him. to soften the blows of your own break downs because you always scratch yourself when you get like that. wyll lets himself be scratched. he takes it all and loves you deep and he doesn't fix you but he makes you think you can. convinces you of it just by being, by holding, by touching.

you can be unloveable. you can be feral. you can be so ugly in how horrible you are and wyll will love you. and you will want so desperately to love him when you reach your breaking point you'll fall into him helplessly.

just like he always knew you could

#guild gossip #wyll x reader #zero.wyll #guy im so regular about #he does something insane to me cielo. like absolutely insane

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specterings · 5 months

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thinking about john price with a s/o thats a mutt.

nsfw under the cut

cw / implied trans price, pet play, subtop!amab!reader, only pronouns are ‘you’, biting, dom!bottom price, dubcon play? price gets ‘stuck’ im note sure now to tag it, breeding mentions of price from price, unprotected penetration, cumming inside :P i’ll probably continue this later idk. reader is called mutt, mongrel, pup, &. dog

john price who’s partner is a mutt. he knew it the second he saw how you panted into his neck as you fucked him, saw it in the way youd bite at his shoulders, lick his fingers, looked at collars with a bit of longing when you’d scroll through sites, looking for more toys.

what he hadn’t anticipated was that you weren’t a puppy, you were a mutt— like some feral stray he had picked up on the streets. you ate too quick, sometimes bit his fingers when he fed you, shook the water on him when he gave you a bath. you like being bad, and he likes letting you be bad. a little mangy mutt.

it changes some days, so he’s got numerous collars for how you wanna play it out. he’d come home from shopping to you nowhere to be found, but the thick, heavy collar with spikes, for when you wanted to be a big, bad dog, was gone from the little rack in your room.

price goes into the play room, which is locked up with a key when company comes over, and its easy enough to find you gnawing on a tough toy, in your little place in the corner since youre too bulky and big for a crate. you’re watching something on your phone, but youve long since fallen asleep.

he just laughs and walks back out, after turning your phone off and taking it to put it on a charger. he does miscellaneous things around the house til he hears you shifting around, before he reaches to get something from under the bed, cursing loudly when he gets stuck. he hears you come in, his lower half dripping with arousal, and gasps when you bite at his waistband and tug his pants down. “hey! bad pup!” he scolds, but it falls on deaf ears as intented, when you pull down his boxers too.

he cant help the moan that he lets out when you begin fucking into him with vigor, shoving your cock straight into his stretched hole and immediately fucking him, balls slapping against his little dick, groaning as your hands grip him roughly around the hips. “fuck! fuck, good mutt, fucking me so deep,” he can hear your growl and his hoke fluters around you, “g-gonna breed me? gonna give me a whole litter of babies- shit!” he yelps as you bite into the skin of his back, deep enough to leave bruises no doubt. you keep fucking him until he cums, and then keep it up even after that, making him moan and claw at the floor, bulky shoulders pinned between the bedframe and the floor.

he gasps as you cum deep inside him, and groans as you pull out, only to immediately begin licking up your mess on his oversensitive hole. “g-good dog…” <3

#cal writes.#n/sft #captain john price #captain john price x reader #captain price #ftm

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