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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-!!!!

HUUUUUU-!!!! THE EMOTIONS THAT I FEEEEL!!!💕

What better way to both humble a writer while simultaneously stroking the shit out of their ego other than making content of their most recent (and personally beloved) fandom? 😭💕

Not to mention your first intro into fanfiction was MONSTERS’ FAVOURITE?!

Brb while I go cry 😭

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New F&H Sona art based on @mara-xx217's fic! Full/Uncensored: Bluesky

This one I made some months ago, but I haven't posted on bluesky yet - I will post the uncensored version there too.

It's also based on @mara-xx217's fic! Thank you for writing such good pieces😭 I started reading fics last year, and one of my first ones was Monsters' Favorite - I was super hooked, and got me back to reading <3 (I can't count how many times I read the Dwight and Jake chapters....)

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Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan

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ATTENTION

If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

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My three biggest Baldur’s Gate 3 “here me out”s

I have no excuses or justifications

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I made an outline of this Alphonse Mucha painting to use as a projector template for a mural that never ended up happening. Releasing it into the void for anyone to use for any reason, no credit necessary since its of someone else's (a very dead someone) work.

Some of it is traced and some is redrawn to remain clear when blown up to a large scale.

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Eek! I've recently been getting into Fear&Hunger and my goodddd did I sit there and read all your works for it after finishing the gammeee😭😭 Out here getting rid of MY hunger.

I saw that your requests where open so I wanted to pop in and ask for anything, really just involving Trortur being the nasty little creep he is. He's probably one of my favorite characters from the first game. I don't exactly want to say tooo much as I'm a bit nervous, but anything you come up with, even if short, will guaranteed drive me insane. I just can't get enough of this game... Feel free to ignore or respond asking for any details if you can't figure anything out, Lord knows I don't need more fuel for my addiction lol

-♾️🐍

Omg are we the same person? Cause he's my favourite ugly, nasty little creep from the first game too 😂😭

I've been wanting to write more of him too so this is for you, Anon~

Warnings: Referenced Noncon, Graphic Description, Blood and Bodily Fluids, Torture, Sadism, Dead Dove, Genital Trauma

Groggy, dazed, you wince as a dull, throbbing pain pounded in one of your temples and deep within your core. Pulling on your wrists, you find yourself unable to move.

Unable to move…? 

You force your eyes open, hissing and choking on your pain as a single harsh, flickering light burns your eyes and causes your pupils to constrict harshly. The rest of the chamber was entombed in darkness so thick you couldn't make out any opposing walls. Again you tug on your wrists, and again you are unable to so much as pull your elbows down past your ears. Your hands were bound tightly above your head, just as your feet were pulled tightly south of you, until your joints ached in protest. There was a crusty, drying slickness in between your thighs that simply made you sick. A paradoxically hot yet cold stinging sensation rose to the roots of your leg hair, sweat pouring from your body as the pain swiftly morphed from dull and drowsy to fever hot and agonizing. Panicked breaths escaped your lips, the creak of wood and moist rope echoing as you tremble and strain against your bindings. 

“Aha… Wake, are you?” 

Fear seized in your chest. The voice was slurred, not at all soft spoken but also not stated clearly, as though measures were taken to remain quiet. A small, misshapen man was hunched over near the table where the lone candle flickered, the realization that he was already standing to his full height only dawning on you as he turned to face you, face obscured by shadows though it did nothing to mute his horrifically malformed features that forced a twisted look of disgusted terror to flash across your face. 

“W-What did you d-do to me…?” Your memory was hazy, a blur of darkness and shifting stone and a burn that made you want to vomit. The ugly little man stepped close enough to you that you could make out some of his features, and you gasp in horror when you see how bloated his head looked, even in the poor light. 

“M-Me? Nothing… N-Nothing yet.” He patted you on the stomach, his clammy, calloused palm sticking to your numb skin. You realize in horror that you were completely in the nude. 

“W-What are you doing?! Don’t touch me, you bastard! LET ME GO-!” Tensing your body leads to a horrible ache pulsating in between your legs, traveling all the way up to the back of your throat in waves. You hear the slurping of saliva and a soft giggle, almost childlike in how pure and terrible it was. 

“‘L-Let you go’...? Now, why would I do that?” The miscreant stroked your belly, your skin crawling and that pounding pain in your gut suddenly becoming agonizing as your heart rate skyrocketed. 

“I-It was difficult dragging you all the way h-here… The g-guards always take them scho deep inshide…” His giggle turns into gurgling laughter, like he was privy to information that was being withheld from you. 

“W-Why…? H-HMM-! What have you done to me… Why…? …what are you doing-?” Your voice was weak as the little man hobbled away from you. His hand lingered on your abdomen for a moment longer, his fingers tickling your skin as he pulled away. 

“S-Shuch a perky little shubject… Most aren’t so l-lucky after fasching the affections of the g-guards…” He purred as he approached the candle-lit table. The clattering of metal on wood, metal against metal has you reeling and squirming, along with his flippantly spoken words spoken in a teasing tone. 

‘The affection of the guards’...? W-What was he-? 

Panic caused your vision to narrow and your throat to squeeze shut. The small man hummed to himself as he picked something up, turning to face you as he held it behind his back. Your eyes were wild with terror, pain thumping inside of you in rhythm with some kind of phantom assaulter.  Your legs were spread eagle, a wet, airy puff escaping from your bowels as the man placed a hand on your knee. 

“Y-You don’t realize it, h-how lucky you are to be on thiss shide of things…” He looked at you almost lovingly, eyes hungry with jealousy as he picked at your skin with a long, broken nail. 

“To be on the r-receiving end again, to t-transhition from ‘the White’ to ‘the Tortured’ to ‘the Torturer’...” Even in your current state, you recognized that title. “The White’... Trortur the White! This cretin was once a valiant knight?! No… No, that’s not-

“D-Don’t huuurt me anymore… P-Please… help me, gods…” You whine, tears and snot streaming down your face as the underside of your rear and legs become slick with bodily fluids. Your eyes widened with terror as Trortur’s hand slipped in between your thighs, touching a part of you that felt foreign, unrecognizable. 

“Sweet child… Upon entering thish terrible d-dungeon, you enshured that pain is your new God.” Trortur held up his fingers, revealing a mixture of blood, semen and fecal matter rubbing in between his digits and dripping down from them in thick, gooey clumps. Your face wore a mask of confusion, revulsion twisting in your core as all remaining strength evaporated from your limbs. 

“N-Now… Pain might be your God, but I am the extension of her will…” Trortur brought the object hiding behind his back in front of him, a bulbous, heinous looking thing that made your bladder and bowels loosen with fear. He slid it between your thighs, eliciting a panicked groan from deep within your chest as you began to hyperventilate. 

“W-What are you- S-Stop… STOP-!” Your voice cracked with terror as you felt cold, unyielding metal touch your nethers. Something was terribly wrong. You were… You are-! 

“S-Sssshh… Now, I would h-have preferred to h-have you unshpoiled, but gifts so rarely come to us in the d-dungeon…” Fiery pain shoots up from your perineum. Your anus was slick and soft, providing no resistance against the device that the torturer pressed into you. A broad, blunt head spreads you open, and you whimper from the contrast in temperature and the stinging sensation that washed over the area. 

“D-DON’T-! DON’T-!!! FUCKING STOP IT!!!” You screamed as an audible, wet POP filled the air. Your body shifts, bile surging up your esophagus and exploding from your nostrils and from between your clenched teeth. Trortur doesn’t stop, instead giggling gleefully as he fully inserts the device into your ruined anus. 

“H-How shweet, the schreams of an uninitiated…” Trortur purred as he grinned wickedly down at your convulsing form. He grasps the contraptions handle, covered in various bodily fluids as he finds a protruding knob and begins to twist it.

CRRRUNNNCH!!!

“URK-! N-NO! NOOOO!!!” 

It was now apparent that the walls of your anus were stretched and saggy, as though you had been previously penetrated by something with a great girth. The device was small enough to enter you unimpeded, though with a pressure that made your toes curl in disgust. The loud cranking was followed by the widening of the bell-shaped head that was inserted inside of you. It was subtle and slow, but more than enough to elicit a response of terror in you as pain exploded in your pulverized walls. 

CRRRUNNNCH!!! 

“STOP-!!! STOOOOP IT!!! STOOOOOP-!!!” 

CRRRUNNNCH!!!

CRRRUNNNCH!!! 

The space inside of your anus was quickly overtaken by the ballooning device. It was widening, stretching your already destroyed orifice further past its ruined limits. More blood and feces leaks out of you, intermingling with the evidence of the guards’ fun time with you. Trortur hummed as he took in the stench of filth and violation, feeling a phantom twitch of pleasure in his missing loins as the implement became slippery from your refuse. 

“How f-far will it go…?~ Which will s-sstop firsst? B-Break f-firsst? You are s-sho well broken in, little s-shweeting~” Trortur purred as your arms and legs tried to flail. Your joints popped and strained in place, gags and chokes spewing from your mouth and nose… The shape of your body was breaking, tearing at the seams and pouring out from within you. Not just the shape of you was changing, but your contents. Your soul was leaking out from your dirtiest orifice, with Trortur as its only witness. 

He was like a child again, a name day present splayed out in front of him in all their naked, defiled glory. Trortur was unable to crank the device any further, its sails fully unfurrowed and your anus and perineum torn and stretched until the cavity within had grown. One could look within you if he cocked his head to the side and craned his neck in between your dirtied thighs. Dark, vacant… Trortur wondered if your hole would try to shrink back to its previously mutilated size, or if it would remain stretched, wide and waiting for something to fill its vacancy… 

“A p-perfect little toy… J-Just for m-meee…~” He cooed as he pulled the implement away, its maw still open wide and tearing you open further. To his utter glee, you remained broken, an open, weeping mess that quivered and leaked as it sought something to replace what was lost. A trembling gasp left your lips, your teeth chattering as your eyes had long since rolled into the back of your head and your mind fleeing your torment. 

“A n-new kindred spirit, perhapsh… One just like me…~” Trortur hummed as he stroked your stomach with his filth covered fingers, dipping them low towards your pubic region. You don’t respond, but you don’t have to. Your body tells him all he needs to know, and that you were experiencing things that were beyond your comprehension.

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Author’s note: There is no historical evidence to suggest the ‘pear of anguish’, or otherwise known ‘choke pear’ or ‘mouth pear’ were ever used as torture implements at all, let alone in the 1500s. This is not historically accurate, merely an interesting exploration of such an implement and a character that would not only use it liberally but also conceptualize it if otherwise not created by said character within the confines of his in-game universe.

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reblog if you need a hug

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Ngl, Sceleritas Fel's about to make me act up...

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Could I possibly request a fic of the Unknown relentlessly trying to knock up reader despite it literally being impossible for him >< pretty pleeaasee

Somehow, meme culture is still alive and strong within the survivors.

One particular one that has been popular with the women has been the one where they bend each other over and yell 'ORA! GET PREGNANT', always said with laughter and blushes.

From the shadows, a twisted figure watches them, head cocking to the side as its eyes light up with curiosity.

Warnings: Overstimulation, Multiple Creampies, Cumflation, Breeding Kink, Fucked Up Monster Anatomy, Monster Fucking, Dubcon, Mindbreak

PLATPLATPLAT

PLATPLATPLAT

PLATPLATPLAT

"P-Preg-naaaant?~"

The tone of the Unknown's voice didn't match the ferocity of its actions. It had you pinned down by your neck, thrusting wildly into your body with enough force to rock you forwards and backwards. Your stomach was swollen, bulging every time the Unknown's cock filled you up but it remained a bump even as it pulled its hips back.

"H-Haaa-! Ha-! Ha-!~"

Short, desperate gasps left your drooling mouth, eyes glazed over from the repeated 'breedings' that you have been subjected to for... God, you don't even remember when or how this started... Your pants were around your knees, soaked in cum and arousal as the Unknown's fluids spurted and dripped out of you with each wild thrust of its cock.

Your arms were limp at your sides, your cheek dirty and rubbed raw from being pressed into the floor. You can't stop yourself from repeatedly cumming, especially when you feel the killer hilt inside of you and cum yet again.

There's so much pressure inside of you... You feel like you might explode, but your abdomen continues to swell. The Unknown drapes itself over your body, twisting its long neck around your shoulders as it looks at your fucked out expression.

"O-Ooohhh-raaah-? Prrreg-nan-ttt?~"

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pov you’re on tumblr for halloween:

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having a uterus SUCKS man bc all day you'll be feeling the "hey bestie check your pants 😃 check it right now 😃 you might be getting your period 😃 hey bestie i think youre bleeding 😃" and then when you check if you got your period and your body is like WRONG ❌️ its The Slime

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Hello! I’m coming from ao3 to ask, can we get an NSFW Alphabet of Pyramid Head? I’m very curious…

Hehe... B-Big man... Literally my favourite I'm so happy to finally do this for him!

Warnings: Monster Biology, Possessive Behavior, Extremely Dubious Consent, Sex so Rough it Boarders on Domestic Abuse...

A- Aftercare (what they are like after sex)

Aftercare... Isn't really a thing he does. You give him unrestricted access to your body, he protects you from bad things and makes sure you don't die of dehydration or starvation.

Sometimes... *Sometimes*, he's a little more... subdued after the fact. Hanging around, maybe even stroking your hair after he's finished absolutely destroying your frail, human body. (but it's only sometimes)

B- Body Part (what their favorite part of their own body and their partner's body is)

It's most definitely a tie between his hands and his dick, no doubt about it. His hands because they are instruments of pure, absolute torture and retribution and his dick because its an instrument of pure, absolute torture and retribution-

You? It's probably your eyes. So clear... So wet... They look the best when he's looking down at you and they are fogged with lust and fear.

C- Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

So.

Much.

Fucking.

Cum.

Buckets full- gallon buckets- of cum every single night. It gets everywhere-

D- Dirty Secret (a secret they wish to take to the grave)

Can such a thing have dirty secrets? You already know them all. You've been subjected to them all, broken under his whims and now conditions to hold your tongue out to ask for more.

E- Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they are doing?)

This is like asking if a bird is an experienced flyer, or if a fish is an experienced swimmer.

Fucking is apart of most things' nature, but it's on a whole different level with PH.

He fucks and can make any person that believes they are highly 'experienced' blush and mewl like a virgin experiencing their first time again.

If you are a virgin, though... I'm sorry for you.

F- Favourite Position (how do they hit it?)

Anything where he is in total control... for the most part.

Standing with you flat against the wall (and feet dangling from the height difference).

Your shoulders and head dangling upside down as he stands upright, with your legs over his shoulders as he fucks you.

Good, old fashioned doggy style.

On rare occasion, though, he wishes to see your face, so he'll fuck you in missionary style.

And on even rarer occasions, he'll let you do most of the work and ride him (but you better believe he's going to finish the job, himself).

G- Goofy (how serious or not are they in bed?)

'Goofy'... What is this 'goofy'? A person? A thing? A state of being?

PH doesn't understand the question.

He doesn't joke around... Not really.

Buuut he is slowly understanding the concept, most particularly the concept of sarcasm.

Learning how to play nice and how to be cute is something that he's... working on.

H- Hair (how groomed are they? anything interesting to report?)

Well... None on his head... You think...?

He does have body hair, though!

Some on his arms, his chest... and a lot beneath the apron.

I- Intimacy (how are they in the moment? are they romantic or distant/awkward?)

Utterly overwhelming...

Controlling...

Dominating...

He certainly doesn't take 'no' for an answer...

J- Jack/Jill Off (do they masturbate?)

Well... yes.

But really, isn't using the various monsters of Silent Hill (and you) as a sexual outlet just masturbating with a few extra... aids?

Always remember: anything can be a sex toy if you're depraved enough!

K- Kink (just a few ;])

Oh God-

CORRUPTION (the biggest one!!!)

Size difference

Deflowering (goes with corruption)

Marking (bruises, scratches, etc)

Breeding

Choking

All around domination.

L- Location (where they would or wouldn't do it)

Anywhere.

Anytime.

Monsters nearby? So? He'll kill them with one hand and will keep fucking you with his other.

Gross and dark? And...? You think a grody, unromantic location would turn him off? (you're sure it turns him on, instead...)

Nothing stops this guy's gross sexual appetite.

M- Motivation (what gets them going the most)

Nothing.

No, really. Just existing is enough to make him horny, and it's not even your existence that does it. (though you certainly help)

His own existence was more than enough to drive him to the brink of horny insanity.

N- No (something they would NEVER do/turn offs)

Hmm... Nothing?

Nothing is a 'no' for him.

Perpetrating sexual actions (and abuse) is as natural to his as witnessing other's actions and abuses.

Witnessing corruption is something that gets him going, and if you are a part of it, or even subjected to it, more is better.

O- Oral (are they a giver, a receiver or both? are they good at it?)

PH is a big on both receiving and giving.

Does it count if he can only use his 'tongue'?

You nearly have your jaw dislocated every time he face fucks you and you are totally fucked out of your mind before he's even stuck his dick in you.

P- Pace (fast and rough? slow and sensual? somewhere in between?)

It's either:

So hard that you almost can't feel anything.

Or

So slow that you almost can't feel anything.

Whatever tortures you the most in the moment.

Q- Quickie (what do they think of them? are they interested? how often or how long?)

There is no such thing as a 'quickie' with PH.

He either drains his ball in you or he's not fucking you.

R- Risks (will they experiment?)

S- Stamina (how long can they go?)

T- Toys (do they have their own? will they use any on their partner?)

The idea of toys isn't lost on him.

IF he had access to genuine sex toys, you'd be in for a world of hurt.

You'd always have something or another in your body and likely vibrating...

Given that he likely won't have access to such things... You're going to have a lot of unorthodox things shoved into your hole(s).

U- Unfair (how much of a tease are they?)

Such a fucking tease, though not in the way you expect.

He'll fuck you until your drunk on his cock and wanting more, only to stop and force you to fuck him back, even though your body is too weak to support yourself.

V- Volume (how loud are they in bed? what kind of sounds do they make?)

Pretty quiet, for the most part.

He growls, groans, sounding nothing like a person but more like an old, collapsing building.

W- Wild Card (a random headcanon)

He doesn't have to eat, but would do so at your insistence.

It became something of a fascination for him, so much so that he would find a way to incorporate it into the moments that you were intimate together.

X- X-ray (what are they packing under the sheets)

It is so big-

The size and girth of your forearm.

Is it really a foot long...?!

And the smell...

Ugh...

That thing goes inside of you.

Y-Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Whatever you're thinking, it's definitely higher.

It's as vital to him as breathing... Or, wait... Does he even need to breathe?

You get the idea.

Horny 24/7 and always wanting to fuck anything.

Z- Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn't sleep.

No, really. PH doesn't sleep whatsoever. He doesn't need to, nor want to do so, either.

Holding your cum covered body after the fact (on occasion only!) can be... nice.

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I'm working on a new adop for DnD

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Y'all need to play this cause it's been my brain rot game since the original came out.

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Shadow of Mordor AND Shadow of War $7

Both games plus all DLCs are on sale until November 4 on Steam!

If you've never played them, this is the best 7 bucks you'll ever spend!

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Hello! I’m coming from ao3 to ask, can we get an NSFW Alphabet of Pyramid Head? I’m very curious…

Hehe... B-Big man... Literally my favourite I'm so happy to finally do this for him!

Warnings: Monster Biology, Possessive Behavior, Extremely Dubious Consent, Sex so Rough it Boarders on Domestic Abuse...

A- Aftercare (what they are like after sex)

Aftercare... Isn't really a thing he does. You give him unrestricted access to your body, he protects you from bad things and makes sure you don't die of dehydration or starvation.

Sometimes... *Sometimes*, he's a little more... subdued after the fact. Hanging around, maybe even stroking your hair after he's finished absolutely destroying your frail, human body. (but it's only sometimes)

B- Body Part (what their favorite part of their own body and their partner's body is)

It's most definitely a tie between his hands and his dick, no doubt about it. His hands because they are instruments of pure, absolute torture and retribution and his dick because its an instrument of pure, absolute torture and retribution-

You? It's probably your eyes. So clear... So wet... They look the best when he's looking down at you and they are fogged with lust and fear.

C- Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

So.

Much.

Fucking.

Cum.

Buckets full- gallon buckets- of cum every single night. It gets everywhere-

D- Dirty Secret (a secret they wish to take to the grave)

Can such a thing have dirty secrets? You already know them all. You've been subjected to them all, broken under his whims and now conditions to hold your tongue out to ask for more.

E- Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they are doing?)

This is like asking if a bird is an experienced flyer, or if a fish is an experienced swimmer.

Fucking is apart of most things' nature, but it's on a whole different level with PH.

He fucks and can make any person that believes they are highly 'experienced' blush and mewl like a virgin experiencing their first time again.

If you are a virgin, though... I'm sorry for you.

F- Favourite Position (how do they hit it?)

Anything where he is in total control... for the most part.

Standing with you flat against the wall (and feet dangling from the height difference).

Your shoulders and head dangling upside down as he stands upright, with your legs over his shoulders as he fucks you.

Good, old fashioned doggy style.

On rare occasion, though, he wishes to see your face, so he'll fuck you in missionary style.

And on even rarer occasions, he'll let you do most of the work and ride him (but you better believe he's going to finish the job, himself).

G- Goofy (how serious or not are they in bed?)

'Goofy'... What is this 'goofy'? A person? A thing? A state of being?

PH doesn't understand the question.

He doesn't joke around... Not really.

Buuut he is slowly understanding the concept, most particularly the concept of sarcasm.

Learning how to play nice and how to be cute is something that he's... working on.

H- Hair (how groomed are they? anything interesting to report?)

Well... None on his head... You think...?

He does have body hair, though!

Some on his arms, his chest... and a lot beneath the apron.

I- Intimacy (how are they in the moment? are they romantic or distant/awkward?)

Utterly overwhelming...

Controlling...

Dominating...

He certainly doesn't take 'no' for an answer...

J- Jack/Jill Off (do they masturbate?)

Well... yes.

But really, isn't using the various monsters of Silent Hill (and you) as a sexual outlet just masturbating with a few extra... aids?

Always remember: anything can be a sex toy if you're depraved enough!

K- Kink (just a few ;])

Oh God-

CORRUPTION (the biggest one!!!)

Size difference

Deflowering (goes with corruption)

Marking (bruises, scratches, etc)

Breeding

Choking

All around domination.

L- Location (where they would or wouldn't do it)

Anywhere.

Anytime.

Monsters nearby? So? He'll kill them with one hand and will keep fucking you with his other.

Gross and dark? And...? You think a grody, unromantic location would turn him off? (you're sure it turns him on, instead...)

Nothing stops this guy's gross sexual appetite.

M- Motivation (what gets them going the most)

Nothing.

No, really. Just existing is enough to make him horny, and it's not even your existence that does it. (though you certainly help)

His own existence was more than enough to drive him to the brink of horny insanity.

N- No (something they would NEVER do/turn offs)

Hmm... Nothing?

Nothing is a 'no' for him.

Perpetrating sexual actions (and abuse) is as natural to his as witnessing other's actions and abuses.

Witnessing corruption is something that gets him going, and if you are a part of it, or even subjected to it, more is better.

O- Oral (are they a giver, a receiver or both? are they good at it?)

PH is a big on both receiving and giving.

Does it count if he can only use his 'tongue'?

You nearly have your jaw dislocated every time he face fucks you and you are totally fucked out of your mind before he's even stuck his dick in you.

P- Pace (fast and rough? slow and sensual? somewhere in between?)

It's either:

So hard that you almost can't feel anything.

Or

So slow that you almost can't feel anything.

Whatever tortures you the most in the moment.

Q- Quickie (what do they think of them? are they interested? how often or how long?)

There is no such thing as a 'quickie' with PH.

He either drains his ball in you or he's not fucking you.

R- Risks (will they experiment?)

Experimenting might as well be his middle name.

He doesn't have a middle name but still-

Figuring out new ways to break your body and push you further into insanity is the name of the game with PH

S- Stamina (how long can they go?)

Literally forever.

No, seriously, he can go day and night, day and night...

The short "breaks" you receive are purely for your benefit alone.

T- Toys (do they have their own? will they use any on their partner?)

The idea of toys isn't lost on him.

IF he had access to genuine sex toys, you'd be in for a world of hurt.

You'd always have something or another in your body and likely vibrating...

Given that he likely won't have access to such things... You're going to have a lot of unorthodox things shoved into your hole(s).

U- Unfair (how much of a tease are they?)

Such a fucking tease, though not in the way you expect.

He'll fuck you until your drunk on his cock and wanting more, only to stop and force you to fuck him back, even though your body is too weak to support yourself.

V- Volume (how loud are they in bed? what kind of sounds do they make?)

Pretty quiet, for the most part.

He growls, groans, sounding nothing like a person but more like an old, collapsing building.

W- Wild Card (a random headcanon)

He doesn't have to eat, but would do so at your insistence.

It became something of a fascination for him, so much so that he would find a way to incorporate it into the moments that you were intimate together.

X- X-ray (what are they packing under the sheets)

It is so big-

The size and girth of your forearm.

Is it really a foot long...?!

And the smell...

Ugh...

That thing goes inside of you.

Y-Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Whatever you're thinking, it's definitely higher.

It's as vital to him as breathing... Or, wait... Does he even need to breathe?

You get the idea.

Horny 24/7 and always wanting to fuck anything.

Z- Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn't sleep.

No, really. PH doesn't sleep whatsoever. He doesn't need to, nor want to do so, either.

Holding your cum covered body after the fact (on occasion only!) can be... nice.

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I write for different fandoms and mediums, including film, video games, TV series and my own original content!

The genres I typically write for are erotica and horror in nature. Thriller, mystery, from slow build ups to quick and explosive action or just simple, cute things or even totally mundane.

Some fandoms I've written for include:

Mouthwashing

Halloween

Silent Hill Games

Resident Evil Series

Baldur's Gate

Dead by Daylight

Fear & Hunger

...and there are many others that I either have written for in the past or will gladly write for in the future!

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Baldur's Gate 3 Companion Sleeping Positions/Habits

Every time I long reset in the game, I think about this and I've come up with some pretty good headcanons for them all, I think

Astarion

The man is dead, darling.

He is totally silent, still, doesn't even breathe while he's sleeping.

Is he even sleeping...?

Astarion sleeps stiff as a board, his arms flat at his side and his ankles touching one another.

He dead ass looks like a corpse on display.

It scared Karlach so bad during her first night at camp that she all but picked Astarion up and shook him violently, screaming his name in his face as she cried about him 'not breathing' and 'dead, dead, he's bloody dead'!!!

Astarion was not pleased the first night Karlach was in camp and was less impressed the massive tiefling had him a foot off the ground, laughing with relief that 'he's not dead after all, just playing at it'!

He was not playing but he won't say he enjoys the attention at least a little bit as well

Gale

The type to sleep with an eye mask.

Has a routine that he follows, to ensure that he gets all his rest.

Uses pleasant perfumes and oils on his pillows and blankets. (Much to Astarion and Lae'zel's chagrin)

Has a nice, soft robe he sleeps in, along with slippers.

Starts sleeping on his back but always flips onto his stomach and wakes up like that.

Shadowheart

Hands down the most 'normal' sleeper of the entire camp.

No overtly loud snoring, no sleepwalking, no sleep talking, nothing.

She does sleep with a dagger under her pillow and her hand curled around the grip, but has yet to 'accidentally' stab anyone that wakes her up as of yet.

Sleeps either on her side or her back.

Lae'zel

Sleeps in an extremely tight fetal position.

Likes she's reverting back to egg.

Her knees are to her chin, which looks uncomfortable, but she sleeps soundly so... Good for her?

Also sleeps with a dagger under her pillow, like Shadowheart. Only Lae'zel will actually just hold it out in the open, like a threat full of promises.

Karlach and Wyll would throw a blanket over her, thinking she's curled up from being chilled, only to have her throw it off rather violently, totally in her sleep, of course.

As silent as a mouse, but will hiss, snarl and growl occasionally, especially if sounds are present while she's asleep.

Wyll

Sleeps flat on his back like a weirdo.

Usually crosses his arms over his chest too.

Sleeping with horns after he's turned into a devil was an... interesting learning curve. (Read: totally fucking annoying)

Switching from sleeping onto his back to his stomach was extremely uncomfortable.

Ends up sleeping sitting upright for a while, as he simply cannot get comfortable to save his life.

Brings a box over to his bed role so he can lean against it while resting.

Karlach

She's everywhere.

No, she doesn't sleepwalk thank Gods but she moves so much that she damn near does.

Karlach acts out her dreams and talks in her sleep, but stops just shy of speaking complete sentences and walking about punching random trees (or people-).

Clive, her trusty bear, has been at her side for as long she could remember, and it remains true even now.

Belly, side, back, side, belly-

The blanket has caught on fire not because of her unnatural heat, but because she has yeeted it into the fire in her sleep.

Halsin

99.99% of the time, he is in his bear form, the rest he's in his 'natural', elven state.

SNORES

Growls and grumbles both as a bear and as an elf.

Otherwise, he's pretty 'normal'.

Snuggle bug supreme

Jaheira

Another 'normie' when it comes to sleeping.

She's an extremely light sleeper, mostly out of necessity.

Hears movement, cracks an eye open, assesses possible threats then goes back to sleep.

Usually sits up/leans against something when resting, which is the strangest thing that she does.

Is it actually comfortable? Who knows! Jaheria won't tell and just says to 'leave an old woman alone'.

Minsc

Good Gods, it's like this man and Halsin are trying to out snore one another at night.

And it's like he and Karlach are trying to have a conversation with one another while sleeping as well...

At least he's not a sleepwalker.

Minsc will grab any poor passerby and wrestle them into a bear hug while sleeping, so everyone has learned to stay clear of him after Astarion was the poor bastard to learn this first hand.

Yes, he was trying to snoop through Minsc's things so he pretty much had this coming.

Boo is always on his person as well, of course, and somehow manages to remain safe from any accidental crushings.

Minthara

Another that's as still as a statue while she sleeps.

Somehow, she looks just as serious asleep as she does when she's awake...

It's sort of cute

Another incredibly light sleeper, and yet another that sleeps with a dagger under her pillow.

What's the strangest about her is that she sleeps little at all, almost always awake when other's get up in the middle of the night to take a leak or fool around.

The last to fall asleep and the first one to wake up, even beating Lae'zel to the early worm.

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Woah, surprised by the final winner but no less pleased! Per’kele it is!

New Fear & Hunger Poll, Featuring Termina!

If there are any other suggestions feel free to leave a comment and I'll add it to my ever growing list ;)

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