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Pushing my dark hair König propaganda 🙂‍↕️

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fuck it, kidnapper!nikto x fat girl

cw: kidnapping, stalking, noncon groping, bit of violence, nikto being a lunatic

(part 2 here)

fetch missons are such boring bullshit, and nikto isn't entirely sure how he got wrangled into this one. every day he and sasha sit in the van, geared up and armed to the teeth just in case, watching people go in and out of the little tchotchke shop, eyes peeled for their target. it's been a few weeks now, and the only thing of note that nikto's seen is the pretty girl that runs the counter on mondays, wednesdays, and fridays.

he knows he should be more professional than this, should be able to keep his focus and composure, but it's so hard with her there. he can see her through the big front windows, smiling so warmly at the customers, restocking display shelves, and doing the occasional round of dusting. she's so perfectly his type, even sasha elbowed him in the ribs with a sly grin at the first sight of her round, ample body.

"you should go in, say something to her. maybe get your dick wet so you can stop moping." sasha teases as he lights his hundredth cigarette without even bothering to crack a window.

"i'm not moping. and my english is shit." nikto says flatly.

"your face is also shit. go talk to her anyways." sasha laughs, as if he has any idea what nikto actually looks like. he's sure sasha's heard the rumors, sure, but rumors don't do justice to the horrorshow that is nikto's scarred up face. he doesn't cover up for nothing, after all.

that's the only thing stopping him, really. he's never going to get a girl like that with a face like his, and there's no way a sweet soft thing like her would let him just keep the mask on. if he were to stroll in there now, as he is, mask and tac vest on, she'd call the police immediately. she should, really, it's the only sane thing to do.

still, he wants to go in, to get himself closer to her, he really does. he loves the soft lines of her body, how perfectly round her ass gets when she has to bend over. he's charmed by how often she knocks things over with her hips, and how her soft tits and belly press against the glass display counter when she points out something at the front of the display. he tries not to daydream, to stay focused, but if he occasionally slips into a fantasy about burying his face in those soft tits and digging his fingers into the meat of that fat ass, nobody needs to know.

as the weeks go by, the fantasies grow darker and more fantastic. she's sitting on his lap, thick thighs bracketing his and bodyweight pinning him down. she's bent underneath him, his hand around her soft neck. she's tied to his bed, thick thighs forced apart with ropes tied around the mattress. she's chained to his wall, naked and sitting on a giant fluffy pink pillow while she chokes down his cock. she's locked in a cage, her wide ass pressed against the bars, leaving a grid on her skin when he drags he out by the hair to fuck her. if sasha notices the extra-long showers nikto takes on mondays, wednesdays, and fridays, he stays uncharacteristically quiet about it.

three times a week nikto watches her close up the shop, turning off lights and double checking ancient locks. he's almost glad sasha is here, without someone to keep him in line, he might give in to his baser impulses and do something stupid, like follow her home. he imagines it sometimes while lying on his safe house bed, his hair drying from the shower. how he'd find his way in, making his way around her home quietly and without being seen as she putters in the kitchen or starts doing laundry. how he'd break in again the night before she had to work and steal all of her underwear, not just a few pairs, leaving her with nothing to wear under her clothes the next day. he'd be able to watch her from that trashy vinyl passenger seat knowing there's nothing under her skirt, that with every movement she'll have to be conscious of if she's exposed or not. thinking of him, in some small way, even if she doesn't know who he is.

finally, after a month and a half, the target comes. some bald little motherfucker with round glasses, an asset that went awol that they've been sent to retrieve back to st. petersberg. he strolls into the store, looking jumpy and paranoid. as he should be. nikto taps sasha's knee to get his attention, earning him a gruff and sleepy series of curses.

"he's here, get up motherfucker, let's go." nikto hisses as he turns on the engine and slowly moves the van to the alley behind the store. they only have to wait by the door for about ten minutes before it swings open, their target accidentally landing in their lap. nikto swoops in behind him, clapping him on both of his ears, rupturing his eardrums and dropping the man instantly. he hears a gasp behind him over the targets groans of agony, and turns to see sasha pushing her away from the door, kicking it closed behind him and cutting off her exit.

"i didn't see anything, i swear." she says in english, hands up and voice shaking. nikto has no idea what she's saying, cursing himself for not studying this bullshit language harder. she looks like she's on the verge of tears... but he doesn't mind. hm. must be having one of those episodes again. it's fine, he works better when his emotions turn themselves off.

"you are blind? this is what i am to believe?" sasha asks in his shit english as he hits the bald man hard enough to finally knock him out, leaving nikto to pick up his unconscious body and load him into the van. "you didn't see this either, true?"

nikto can hear her start crying. he'd be more upset if he thought there was anything worth crying over. some old man, a traitor, getting slapped around and handed back to the people who hold his leash? it's hardly worth the tears, but nikto supposes that the soft little shop girl has lived a soft little shop girl life, free of violence or pain or constant threat of death. she's just a little lamb caught by some wolves.

"come check this bitch for weapons." sasha calls back in russian as he texts their contact with a progress update, and nikto is more than happy to comply. he watches her eyes grow wide as he steps towards her and doesn't hesitate to put his hands on her. he doesn't pat her down like he normally would, instead he takes off his gloves and runs his hands over her, digging his fingers into her softest parts and double-checking her ass, tits, and the insides of those plush thighs. he'd probably make a third pass if he thought he could avoid sasha making some sort of comment about it, or worse, asking when it's his turn. fuck, she's just as soft and warm under his hands as he'd imagined. she just stands there, frozen, her breaths shaking and fast. a small, pleased feeling starts to grow in nikto's chest as he notes that she isn't fighting him, isn't screaming, isn't trying to run. she's being good, obedient. just for him.

his cock twitches at the thought.

"she's clear. not even a nail file." nikto barks to sasha as he desperately tries to think of any other excuse to put his hands on her body again.

"who are you?" she asks, looking nikto right in the eye with a terror that's obvious, even with the language barrier.

"oh, him?" sasha replies back to her in english. "he's nobody."

'nobody' is definitely an english word nikto knows, and he throws sasha a withering look at the stupid joke.

"she's a witness now, what do you suppose we do about it?" sasha asks in russian with a wicked grin and a hand on his knife, and nikto can't help but notice her worried glances darting between them. hm. she's so pretty when she's scared. nikto likes it even more than he thought he would. it might be fun, playing with this scared little thing until she's no longer scared. breaking her down and building her back up, molded into a perfect little plaything for him. every man needs a hobby, he supposes. she could be his.

"you drive." nikto tosses the keys to a grinning sasha before grabbing the soft girl by the arm, clamping a hand over her mouth before she can even scream. she doesn't even try, good girl that she is, she just shakes like a leaf as she lets him lead her to the back of the van and pushes her inside.

"what have you got there, eh?" sasha asks, mocking, as he buckles into the driver's seat and nikto secures zip ties around his new prize's trembling wrists.

"souvenir." nikto replies as he runs his finger down the side of her face. judging from the immediate horror in the soft girl's eyes and the nasty laugh sasha gives in reply, that word must be the same in english as it is in russian.

hm. good. one less word that he'll have to teach her.

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LET’S SEE If “Guppies” stick BUT YEAH! Chimera childcare is based mostly off Sharks and Caecilians, and as such, sweet gooey gups have a hankerin for Flesh until they’re like, 2-ish…

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Testing is this thing on!?

Are we ready to here. ~ local pocket dragon waves.

Thanks for helping me test my ask box

But why are you like this

Wife

Pls

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I need to get back into writing fics

Like one for Nikolai

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@yuivamp to the lovely artist that made my boy come to life, such a amazing person and worked with my indecisive ass and pulled him straight out of my head.

he walks up to you after walking his daughter to school and speaks softly in English and Hungarian, "Nyuszi, what do you think your doing, you know your to short to reach the top shelf alone. Kicsim step out of the way and I'll get it for you. Oh you were trying make me breakfast, not necessary but appreciated. Now move so I can make us pancakes." He speaks softly and gentle to keep his one night stand from leaving so soon. "Now bacon or no bacon. Pancakes or waffles? Do you want orange juice freshly squeezed?" He's just beening so sweet. Not a worry insight.

@mammaonii look.

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Glaz in his native language

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passenger princesses should never be allowed to drive. what if their remote vibrator goes off while theyre about to go through a roundabout

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So this is love.

Please note this is a pegging fic, 100% self indulgent, I just want to peg and love on ghost.

So warnings, pegging, sex, sub! Simon and just fluffy lovey shit.

Just one night talking Simon into letting you peg him, so you set the scene, soft lights, all his favorite comfort items and making sure there's a safe word if it's too much .

You make sure he's properly stretched for the dildo, you slip in slowly and still, Simon thinks somethings wrong, til you make him look at you and check in with him, he says green and you Start to kiss up his stomach to his torso to his chest and neck as your hands link with his, murmuring complaments and praise between kisses.

Once you reach his face, you start to slowly roll your hips to see if he will make cute noises and he does, he really does. He enjoys it's so so much, the soft love and gentle pace, it's not really about pleasure it's about the connection. Sure he cums and so do you but that's not the point.

Slowly it becomes a normal thing, the he's on his back, your strap deep in him, you tell him to stay still cause you want to love on him, starting from a soft caress of the thighs, slowly working your hands to the hips, up the stomach in deliberate slow movements, up to the chest and shoulders, down the arms to link hands, lifting them to kiss each palm and keeping one hand linked with him before cooing about how pretty your man is and how well he takes it, before cupping his cheek pulling him into a gentle kiss while rolling your hips soft and gentle to simulate and not overwhelm him til your sure he can take more and steadily increasing til you see him cum and going back to the soft and slow rolls til they can do it again.

Aftercare is a must, making sure he drinks and eats a snack after you bathe and tell him how proud you are of him. He's looking at ways to do the same to you but for now he's enjoying being a little subby and comfortable.

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some little doodle requests I did for people on instagram :) 💖💖 (syzoth my beloved)

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its my b-day!! the best present for an artist is a repost ;)

obligatory doodle

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Making out after their date 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨​🍷​

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Happy Halloween!

Tomas & Kuai Liang

werewolf & tiger

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Pookie. Or just Tomas Vrbada from Mortal Kombat 1.

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BOOP THEM

THIS IS MY FIRST BOOPING! BOOP ME YOU COWARDS!! TAKE MY BOOPVCARD!!!

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Mortal Kombat 1 X Dead by Daylight fan crossover