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OMG, I love this for Damien Priest!

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Okada: "I don't want to cry"

Also Okada: *immediately starts to cry*

Bonus: President Tana, hanging onto his composure by a thread

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I wonder if Tony Schiavone knows that internet bitches would commit war crimes for him to protect him

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Patiently waiting for the videos of III spotting Vessel while he does sit ups to surface on Tumblr so I can reblog.

Summoning Sit ups Obtained 🖤🙏

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guys…

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Kinktober Day 10: Sensory Deprivation (III x Fem! Reader SMUT)

My first Sleep Token fic AAAAAAHHHH!!! I have been absolutely infatuated with III recently. This little smut piece has inspired a full length, multi chapter Sleep Token fic, so keep an eye out for that soon!!

WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, MDNI, 18+, blindfolding, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, creampie, fingering, nipple play, some scratching if you squint, aftercare, established relationship, I think that's everything if I missed any let me know!

My Masterlist! ~ AO3 Link!

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"You're sure about this?" You could hear the smile in his voice as he asked you. You nod in response, nervously fidgeting with the hem of your skirt. He places a finger under your chin, tilting your head up so you could meet his striking blue eyes. "With your words, love." His deep voice rumbles from his chest.

"I'm sure." You reply softly, searching what little you could see of his features for some sort of confirmation. Over your time of knowing III he had always remained a bit of an enigma to you, but you would be lying if you said he didn't make you a bit curious. You had been working in a close proximity to the small group for a while now, being one of the few operating businesses this deep into the wilderness they would often wander into your store for their weekly supplies run. At first it was only their leader, Vessel, that would enter the store. After a while, where you believed he was testing you to make sure you were safe, the other three began to join him. It was at that time you had met III.

"Good girl." He praises softly. Your breathing was shaky as you waited in anxious anticipation. You let out a long, slow breath as he laid the black satin sash over your eyes, carefully tying it in a snug knot. He places a warm hand on your shoulder, "remember we can stop if any of this is too much." You nod in response only for him to let out a soft chuckle. "Words, lovey."

"Okay." You stutter out. You place your hand on top of his, his fingers intertwined with yours as he brings your knuckles to his now unmasked lips. His hot breath fanned over your skin, his movements slow and deliberate as he allowed you time to adjust to the total darkness. You jolt slightly as his lips find your neck, he gives the hand he was still holding a gentle squeeze of reassurance, trying to ease your nervous state. You found yourself leaning into him, your body craving his soft touch. His free hand slides across your lower back until it wraps around your waist, a gentle nudge guiding you into his lap. The robe you had changed into slowly began to fall away, freeing up the expanse of your shoulders and top of your chest. You gasp softly at the feeling of his sharp teeth grazing your collarbone, his nose trailing up your neck until his lips landed on your pulse.

"How are you feeling?" You shiver as his breath fans over your exposed skin.

"Amazing." You respond quickly. With your sight taken away it gave you the opportunity to fully focus on what III had in store for you.

"Think you could straddle me, love?" He asks with a kiss to your cheek. After some careful maneuvering you sat facing III. He takes you gently by the wrists, guiding your hands up to the sides of his face. Stubble tickles your fingertips as they press into his warm face. You had never seen what III looks like without his mask, not completely anyways. Him baring himself to you like this, even if you couldn't see him, was the ultimate display of trust. He allowed you a moment to feel his features; your fingers trailed along his cheekbones, down the bridge of his nose, your thumb gently ran over his bottom lip. His large hands sat comfortably on your waist as he waited patiently for you to be satisfied with your examination. You grab his collar, pulling him in so your lips could find his. As you kissed him he worked off your robe a little more, the fabric now pooling around your waist. Goosebumps littered your skin at the feeling of cool night air drifting in from the open window. You let out a startled squeak at the feeling of III's hot mouth enveloping one of your nipples, a sultry groan rumbling from his chest. His hand comes up to massage your breast, the supple flesh squishing in between his fingers as he expertly flicks his tongue over your sensitive chest. Your fingers tangle into his hair, holding him close to you as you struggle to keep yourself quiet. He releases you with a loud pop before effortlessly standing with you in his arms and laying you back on the bed. His lips land on your stomach, taking his time to explore every bit of exposed skin as he allows you a moment to settle into your new position. He eased your legs open, his fingers ghosting over the inside of one of your thighs caused you to shiver. Your hands fist into the bedsheets, a loud cry escaping you as he grazed over your already sensitive clit. He chuckles softly, "you're already soaked and we've barely gotten started."

"Kind of hard to not get worked up when I can only focus on you touching me." You giggle in response, your cheeks immediately growing warm at his observation. Your back arches off the bed as III decides to return to his assault on your senses. His hand dipped back between your legs, rubbing slow, languid circle over the sensitive bundle of nerves. His free hand caresses the side of your face, his thumb pushing past your lips and into the warm cavern of your mouth. You eagerly swirled your tongue around the digit, eager to please, and even more eager for III to grant you the release you were so desperately seeking. You whine as he pulls his hand away from your clit, your frustration not lasting very long as you immediately felt the weight of his body lay on top of yours. His lips trail along your jaw as he lines himself up with your entrance. You can't stop yourself from crying out as he pushes himself inside of you, the pleasurable sting of him filling you so completely causing tears to prick at your eyes. You wrap your arms around him, wanting to feel every shift of his muscles as he lazily fucks into you, moans falling from your mouth like a prayer with every sharp thrust.

"You're so fucking pretty." He growls as he gradually begins to increase his pace. Your nails dug into his shoulders, dragging deep red scratches down his back as you found yourself unable to hold on any longer. You screamed his name as your orgasm tore through you, his relentless thrusts never slowing until he reached his own climax. He cursed as he pressed himself as deeply inside you as he could manage, you whimpered at the feeling of his hot load pooling inside you. You both lay in silence for a moment as you struggled to regain control of your breathing. One of III's warm hands trails over your side, giving it a gentle squeeze as he eases himself out of you as carefully as he can. "You lay right there love, I'm gonna take good care of you." You whined at the loss of warmth as he pulled off of you, you heard the soft shuffling of cloth as he pulled his mask back into place before removing your blindfold. Warm, loving blue eyes met yours as you squinted against the light in the room. You blinked a few times to allow your eyes to adjust, III carefully watching your expression for any sort of unease or discomfort. "Hey there, beautiful." The corners of his eyes crinkle into a smile. "Let's get cleaned up and we'll head to bed, yeah?" You nod, sleepily reaching out for him. III scoops you up in his arms, carrying you into the bathroom to take a hot bath. You weren't allowed to lift a finger the entire time, III insisted on taking care of you. You found yourself wrapped tightly in his warm embrace, the two of you exchanging slow, sleepy kisses as you basqued in the crickets song from the woods.

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Tag List: @spookyghostjelly @herripinkle @mustluvecho @the-hole-in-terzos-shoe @jumpcauseimfroggy (I don't know who would like to be tagged for Sleep Token stuff, if you do let me know!)

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Intense

Fandom: Sleep Token (Band) Pairing: Vessel x Female reader x III Length: Long Summary: Your eepy roommates suggest they can help you out. Warnings: NSFW 18 + ONLY, LISTEN UP PUNK I know what I’m about ok and I shouldn’t even have to to explain this but for ffs this is for funsies, fictional purposes only. I don’t know these British men and I don’t claim to! But am I having an absolute ball listening to them everyday day since I heard Dark Signs??? Absolutely. I have not and will not know peace on Earth ever again so with that being said… my lizard brain wants to shoot my shot and get sandwiched between Vessel and III (purely based off their on stage personas) and I’m pretty sure all us worshippers would enjoy kneeling and begging for forgiveness for all the eepy guys. DON’T LIE TO ME; I’ll know. ;) One late night thot lead us down this path so here ya’ go, we’ve got: strong language, explicit content, MFM relations, polyamorous activities, kissing, oral (m receiving), p in v, protected sex, unprotected sex (don’t do it!), double vaginal, dirty talking, creampie III is a mess, Vessel is along for the ride and you’re indulging in the spoils of detailed smut. Tagging: @synnersaint my ride or die

ENJOY!!!

You stare at the red numbers on the clock next to your bed. You blink.

Unfortunately unfazed by the hum-drum pace and the position you’ve found yourself in.

Ugh, how did this happen again?

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Credits to @sashuke25 on TWITTER.

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God Brody is so hot

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FUUUUUCK!!! 😭💔 (source)

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HIS GIGGLE OMG

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@KennyOmegamanX: I can’t really sugar coat this. I’m out indefinitely. I tried to keep pushing past the pain for as long as I could until it became too much. Luckily doctors caught me when they did. I’ll be here so in the mean time, please enjoy wrestling!

get well soon, kenny omega!! 🥺❤