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rainingriversofyou · 3 months
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Lidia Cervos, The Hind
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Ruhn Danaan, Crown Prince of the Valbaran Fae
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Bryce Adelaide Quinlan, Heir to the Starborn Fae
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Hunt Athalar, The Umbra Mortis
Crescent City - Art by Lua / luaartiste
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hunnysmom · 3 months
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Talk about daddy issues ….
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throneofsmut · 7 months
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Kinktober Day Fourteen: Shower Sex
Hunt x Athalar
You growled as Hunt continued to tease you. Guiding his thick cock through your slick folds. The tip rubbing against your clit.
“Quit fucking teasing.”
Hunt chuckled, suddenly pushing into you, giving you no time to adjust to him, before pulling almost all the way out. “Fuck” you groaned as he slammed back into you.
Your hands were braced against the shower wall, Hunt’s large hands held on to your hips for leverage as he pounded into you from behind.His grunts of pleasure made your hips move to meet his, the sound of skin slapping skin only spurred you on.
Hunt let go of your hips leaning back, bracing his hands on both ends of the shower stall, “Yeah, baby, just like that.” He panted as your hips met his.
You turned your head to look at him. His wings were splayed behind him. Hands braced on both ends of the shower stall and water dripped down from his head to his tanned muscled chest to where his hips meet yours. Lust filled eyes bore into yours. Your breath caught in your throat.
He looked like a god.
Almost like he read your mind, he smirked down at you. Then he was wrapping a strong arm across the front of your shoulders and the other below your breasts.
The new position made your back bow and he felt even deeper than before at this angle.
You cried out as he lowered the arm that was around your breasts to rub your swollen clit. “Hunt.” his name was a prayer on your lips as you felt heat coil in your tummy.
“I know, baby, I know.” He murmured.
“I can feel you squeezing my cock.” Rubbing your clit even faster, his hips moving in tandem.
You shattered below him.
But he didn’t stop, wanting you to ride out your high for as long as you could and before you knew it you were coming again. Hunt followed right behind you this time, hips stuttering as he let out a low groan.
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wiccenbooks · 1 year
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Matt Rife as Hunt Athalar??? Tell me this isn’t him.
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(not my photos, I found them from @jus.zoe on TT)
I need someone who is better than me at photoshop/drawing to create a Matt looking Hunt with wings !!
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People who think Hunt Athalar is boring wouldn’t know a healthy man if one bit them on the ass
"Hunt's boring!"
No, actually! He just knows how to treat a woman...and communicate his feelings...and be emotionally vulnerable!
That's not boring, baby. That's HEALTHY.
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jeannineee · 10 months
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has anyone requested a prompt for hunt yet? if you don’t have any currently in the works, i think 15, 16, 17, and B could be a fun combo for him. i just feel like he’d be so dominant and protective and quick to anger, especially if you deliberately made a risky decision or knowingly put yourself in danger 😮‍💨
i am absolutely eating these prompts up, you kill it every time <3
Always Yours
Hunt Athalar x Reader
a/n: the crescent city boys are so underrated :(. Requests are open still!! And thank you anon ❤️❤️
nsfw under the cut. (18+ please)
B: dom/sub dynamics
15: “Keep your mouth shut.” “Make me.”
16: “Wanna act like a brat? You can get fucked like a brat.”
17: “You like when I fuck you dumb?”
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“I just don’t understand why you’re so worked up over it,” you said to your mate as you stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around yourself.
“Are you fucking serious?” Hunt looked at you incredulously from where he leaned against the bathroom counter. “You could’ve fucking died, y/n!”
“But I didn’t.”
“That’s not the point.”
You shrugged. “I would’ve done it again.”
Hunt laughed bitterly. “You don’t get it, do you? You could’ve died.”
You glared at him, face heating in anger. “How many times have you put yourself in unsafe situations for me? For your other loved ones? For random fucking people?”
You scowled as he went silent. He always did that to prevent your arguments from escalating. Neither of you wanted to say something you didn’t mean in the spur of the moment.
You didn’t mean the words, but you were so frustrated that they came out anyways:
“Of course. Shut down. It’s what you always do.”
Hunt’s expression hardened. “Keep your mouth shut.”
“Make me.”
Hunt was across the bathroom, pinning you against the wall before you could process what had happened. His wings were splayed widely behind him, his face devoid of any warmth. “You wanna act like a brat, huh?”
Hunt pulled away the towel that was wrapped around your body, before removing the the one around his waist. “Then you can get fucked like a brat,” he said, before lifting you against the wall, one of his arms wrapped around you.
A part of you was still pissed at him, but it waned quickly as he suddenly thrust into you, giving you almost no time to adjust as he pulled out almost fully, before slamming into you again.
“F-Fuck, Hunt,” you gasped, nails digging into his shoulders as your legs tightened around his waist.
Hunt buried his face in your neck, sucking harshly at the soft skin. “Remember who you fucking belong to,” he growled, biting the sensitive spot below your ear.
Your cunt pulsed around him at the possessiveness in his voice. “I’m yours—oh—always yours,” you stumbled over your words as he pounded into you, one of his hands circling your clit.
“You like when I fuck you dumb, sweetheart?”
A barely audible ‘yes’ fell from your lips as you clung helplessly to his form. Your body began quivering as your release approached. “Hunt, oh, fuck, I’m so close.”
“Yeah? Come on my cock, sweetheart,” Hunt said, groaning as your cunt convulsed around him.
Your eyes rolled back as your orgasm rolled through you, Hunt’s grip on your hips being the only thing keeping your from falling to the ground.
Hunt cursed as he reached his peak, painting your walls with his release. He continued holding you, carrying you from the bathroom to the bed.
You sighed, visibly relaxing as you laid back. You opened you eyes to see Hunt still towering over you.
“Don’t get too comfy, sweetheart. I’m not finished with you.”
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the hind
the hammer
the harpy
the hellhound
the umbra mortis
do we think janet ran out of h names?
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i-only-see-daylight · 2 months
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Byrce: Live fast, die young, leave behind a pretty corpse; That’s what I always say! 
Ruhn: You should say something else.
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shadowhandss60 · 5 months
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The Umbra Mortis
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AC: Tonyviento
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highladyofterrasen7 · 6 months
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Tog didn’t work for this one.
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It‘s just my opinion, but Danika was an absolutly shitty friend to Bryce. All the stuff and secrets she didn‘t told her. I am just so sorry for Bryce.
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rainingriversofyou · 2 months
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Hunt Athalar - Crescent City - Artist: aokiart_
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lele :’(
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throneofsmut · 7 months
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Kinktober Day Six: Sensation Play
Hunt Athalar x Female Reader
“Relax, peach, I got you,” Hunt’s voice was a sensual caress to your ears as you sat in between his legs, your back against his muscled tan chest. “You trust me ?”
You nodded your head in response to his question, to lost in the feeling of his hand wrapped around your throat and the other palming your breast. Feeling a sharp pinch to your nipple you to turn to look at him, “Words, princess. I need words.”
“Yes,” you whimpered.
“Yes, What ?”
His lightning dancing teasingly over your skin, you arched into it, losing yourself further in his magic’s sensual caress. “Yes. . . I trust you.” Hunt’s power zapping your sensitive nipples.
Those three words were all he needed to lower the hand wrapped around your throat, down to your cunt. “Fuck.” He growled as he felt the wetness there as he began to circle your clit.
His pace quickening.
“H-hunt.” You managed to moan, desperation evident in your voice.
He was just about to take his hand off not wanting to overwhelm you with his power.
When you turned your head and your eyes met his then you said, “Faster. Please don’t- don’t stop.”
Quick as lightning Hunt brought his other hand down, thick fingers pushing into your entrance. You felt the knot in your belly about to snap just as he summoned a little zap of lightning right to your clit.
That was all you needed to push you over the edge. Hunt swallowing your cries of pleasure with his mouth as he kept working you through your orgasm.
After you came down from your high, he cleaned you up with a wet cloth. Leaving soft tentative kisses to your inner thighs, “You did so good, peach.” He praised.
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unyieldingwings · 7 months
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One thing I am EXTREMELY struggling with in Crescent City (in my first read and my re-read)
DANIKA KEPT WAY TOO MANY SECRETS FROM BRYCE.
And I don’t understand it. If they’re sisters, best friends, each other’s person—why did Danika have so many secrets from Bryce?
It kinds feels like their friendship, or at least the depth of their friendship was different. Even with everything that happened with Juniper and Fury when Danika first died. It felt like everyone was either hiding secrets from Bryce, or just always too busy for Bryce (except when June heard Bryce on the rooftop.)
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HOFAS Spoiler or Me Thirsting Over Hunt Athalar's Schlong? You Decide.
You won't catch me having mixed feelings about the underwear fiasco in HOFAS like some people are. Hunt "Big Dick Daddy" Athalar's cock is so massive he had to free ball it in his Umbra Mortis suit because none of the underwear on the Depth Charger fit him and you're telling me people are weirded out by that??? Not me though, y'all stay safe!!!
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