#🕯. in the dark

[l1tw1ck]

The Fall of Spider-Man

bottom!ftm Miguel x top!masc!villain reader

🕷️ Word Count: 1,897 🕷️

AFAB Language Used

CW: Non-Con, Kidnapping, Lingerie, Fingering, Squirting, Cunnilingus, Overstimulation, Crying, Corruption, Creampie, Nipple Play, Pregnancy Mention, Stockholm Syndrome (Kinda?)

Miguel’s eyes shoot open. He immediately analyzes his surroundings. He’s tied up and on the floor. He can't see anything but he can tell he’s wearing lingerie. He feels sick. His first instinct is to try and get out of his restraints but no matter how hard he tries, nothing happens. He’s powerless. How? Why? When? Where the hell is he? He looks around the dark room, stopping to look at a door. There's light coming from behind it and he can hear movements. Footsteps. Getting closer and closer.

“You’re awake! Good morning, Miguel.” You smile, turning the lights on before walking towards him. “How are you feeling?”

“Who are you?” He asks.

You give him your name. “The person who's going to defeat Spider-Man once and for all.” You grin. “Although my methods are a bit unconventional.” You chuckle.

Miguel keeps his mouth shut, waiting to hear what you have to say next. Your confidence scares him. It's not like he's never met a confident villain before, it's honestly less likely to meet an insecure one, but your confidence is scary. You know something he doesn't. He knows you're dangerous. He always chooses to fight but everything inside him is screaming to run away. It's not like he has the choice now though.

“Pretty soon, you’ll be my beautiful husband and the father of our children.” You kiss his forehead. His heart drops. “But first, I’m gonna have some fun with you.” You kneel down and caress his cheek. He grimaces in disgust. “Let me give you the play by play.” You push his lacy red panties aside. “First, I’m gonna play with this pretty pussy of yours and give it a lot of love.” You rub his clit. “Then, once I’m done, I’m gonna slide my cock inside of you. I’ll make sure to go real slow, make you feel every inch of my cock.” You bring your fingers down to his entrance and push two of them in.

“Yo- you're sick.” He spits on you.

You wipe your cheek. “I didn't give you permission to speak, or spit.” You slap his cunt, earning a moan from him. “Watch yourself, Miguel.”

He looks at you angrily but doesn't say anything, too ashamed of the sound he just made and too afraid of the consequences to do so. You push your fingers in and out of his cunt, giving Miguel unwelcomed pleasure. “You like that?” You smirk, moving faster. He bites his lip to silence his moans. “I know you do. Even if you try to deny it, your body doesn't lie.”

He hates this so much.

“And then, I’ll pick up the pace. I’ll fuck you rough and hard. So rough that you won't be able to think. So hard that you’ll cry.” You push your fingers all the way in and thumb his clit, moving your fingers inside of him absentmindedly. He tries to fight against the pleasure but it's no use. He’s going to come.

“I’d love to see you cry.” You grin. He’s not going to cry. He might do a plethora of shameful things tonight but one thing he isn't going to do is cry. He refuses to. “I know you think it's impossible but it's not. And I can't wait to see you break.” You punctuate your last word with a hit to his g-spot. Miguel gasps, hips raising in the air as he squirts. Miguel looks down at himself in shame, cheeks burning hotter than a flame. He’s never done that before. He hates that you're the reason it happened. “Oh Miguel…” You let out a sharp breath.

You move in between his legs and dig into his wet cunt, slurping up his slick before tonguing his sensitive hole. Miguel squirms around in protest. Why does this feel so good? He wants to curse you out but he's worried about what you’ll do if he acts out. He feels terrible and so fucking good at the same time. He wants to kill you but he also doesn't want you to stop. He rolls his eyes back and squirts again, feeling extremely exhausted.

You pull away and stand up, stripping down to nothing. Miguel looks at your cock in horror. That's not going to fit! He desperately tries to get away but he can't do much in the position he's in.

“You’re really boosting my ego, Miguel.” You chuckle, kneeling back down and grabbing his waist. You pull him close to you so his thighs are on yours and your shaft is right against his cunt. “I’m going to enjoy this.” You look at him like the 5 star meal he is. You move him so that his pussy is sliding up and down your length, bringing the both of you pleasure.

He bares his fangs, showing you how angry he is without speaking. “Aw, you don't like this?” You frown, faking sympathy. “Or is it that you want something else?” You grin. “You want me to fuck you, is that it? You want me to finally fuck you?”

Miguel shakes his head rapidly. You move him backwards, just enough for you to be able to make an easier entrance. You point your tip against his clit, smearing pre cum over it and sliding down in between his folds. You tease him with your entrance, you're gently thrusting into him but only the tip is entering him. He can't stand the feeling. You eventually stop and slowly push your cock inside of him. You weren't exaggerating when you said he’d feel every inch of you. You’re practically tearing him apart with the way you’re stretching him out. You bite your lip, thoroughly enjoying his pussy. “I think I’m in heaven.”

If you’re in heaven, then Miguel’s in hell. You slowly slide in and out of him, reveling in his wet warmth. “That's right baby, sit back and take it like the pretty little slut you are.” You place your hand over the bulge of your cock on his stomach, enjoying the way it feels as you move and how sexy he looks with his tummy bulging. “You’re doing so good for me, you know that? Doing so well…”

He doesn't want to be good for you. He doesn't want you to enjoy this. If he wasn't afraid of the consequences he’d curse you out. You rub his clit gently, causing his breathing to turn shallow. “I wanna feel you come..” You mutter. “Come for me, baby.”

He grits his teeth, trying to stop himself from giving you what you want but it's too difficult. He can't hold back. It all feels too good, his pussy feels way too good, he can't do anything to prevent this. He shuts his eyes and comes, walls fluttering around your length. “You’re such a good boy, Miguel. You may be prickly but at least you know how to follow orders.” You caress his cheek. He turns away from your touch. “Even after all that…you're still trying to keep up this facade?” You pull away and turn him onto his stomach. “You won't be able to pretend any longer, Miguel.” You raise his ass in the air and plunge your length fully into him. He gasps. Miguel doesn't even get a minute to adjust to the new position thanks to you suddenly pounding into him. He rolls his eyes back, letting out uncontrollable moans as you fuck the shame out of him. He can barely think over the explicit sounds of your hips snapping against his ass and the loud wet sounds of your cock sliding in and out of his sensitive pussy. You're going too fast for him to even try and act like he doesn't like it. He’s always had a thing for being treated roughly and you're fulfilling his need for it. You pull on his hair, causing him to let out an almost scream-like moan as he squirts.

“Fu- fuck-” He feels tears welling up in his eyes as you continue fucking him through his orgasm.

“‘M gonna give you the child you always wanted, Miguel.” You fuck him even rougher than before, chasing your orgasm. Tears flow rapidly from Miguel’s eyes, as if there was a blockage that contained all his tears and prevented him from crying all these years. He sobs, crying loudly as you overwhelm him with pleasure. It feels good but it's too much, he can't handle it. He loves it but he needs it to stop. “Ah, I love hearing you cry..” You slow down your thrusts and dump your load inside of him. Miguel uses this break to finally catch his breath and calm down.

“Aw, was it too much for you, baby?” You coo, rubbing your hand down his back.

Miguel nods. “Ple- please..” He whimpers.

You pull out and turn him around. You pick him up and sink him down on your cock. You place your hands on his waist and kiss his cheek. “You’re so pretty when you cry, you know that?” You caress his face gently. He sniffles, not sure how to feel about that. You press your lips against his, kissing him slowly and sensually. Miguel reciprocates the kiss, following your tongue movements and subconsciously grinding down on your cock. He feels a little less stimulated than before. He feels like he's about to have an orgasm that’ll never come and somehow it feels good. He doesn't know how he feels about you now but you make him feel good, and thanks to the current state of mind he's in now, that's all that matters.

You pull away from the kiss and pepper kisses down his throat and to his chest. You undo the clip in the middle of his bra, causing the two cups to separate and reveal his breasts. You latch onto his nipple, sucking it gently while your hand goes to pull and twist on the other one. Miguel whimpers in pleasure. His nipples are so sensitive, he’ll definitely come from this. “mmh..” Miguel grinds down harder as he orgasms, his pussy clenching and unclenching around your length. You pull away from his nipple, your saliva dripping down the brown bud.

He still despises you but he knows he'll be stuck with you from now on. He’ll eventually learn to love you.

Miguel turns on the radio as he starts cooking breakfast. The reporter talks about all the crime going on in the city and he doesn't seem to care, even though he’s back to normal and completely autonomous, he has no intention of going out to fight. He wants to stay home with you. The Spider Society’s been trying to contact him but he's ignored all their calls. He only leaves the house for dates and groceries, why would he go anywhere without you? He loves you so much, he wants to stay by your side as much as he can. Nobody seems to understand it but he doesn't care to explain it to them. Peter B. and Jessica have been trying to convince Miguel to come back and many spider people have tried to kill you but to no avail. He doesn't want to come back, especially not when they're trying to kill his beloved. He’s perfectly content with where he is now and he can't wait to have his first child with you.

[dailyfigures]

Dark Magician Girl ; Yu-Gi-Oh! ☆ MegaHouse

[i6gyu]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ( PARIS IN RAIN  )ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

[urban-lad]

𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐈 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲

𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟

𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬! 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐫,

𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤, 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬!

- Dante Alighieri Opening lines of 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗼 (1315). Translation, 1954, by John Ciardi. Oil painting - The Chasseur in the Forest - 1814, by Caspar David Friedrich; 66 × 47 cm (25 × 18 in).

[sunniewr]

⠀➧ㅤ໋࣮𖦹𓈒۫ 𝆅 𝔣ִᥱᥱ𑂲⠀꯭ׁ❥꯭ 𑂲𝗂ׅ𝗄ᥱ ❜ּ⠀⠀꫶ׂ ꔫ 🧷࿔⠀໋ᷧᥱ𑂲ᥱvᥱᥒ ⃯ᷧ⠀࣪|| ꯭͝🎧

[glitterghost]

Sorry for not being very boopy. Just not feeling very boopable tonight.

[unvow]

my favourite flavour of samjohn is one where john, despite his many flaws, does attempt to be a virtuous man. then sam is just this corrupting force despite his age and almost takes overt delight in seducing his father and making him feel like a total degenerate for lusting over his youngest son and especially for acting on it. i especially like the angle because of sam having demon blood and being lucifer's true vessel because it's delightful to me to imagine even a younger sammy as being wise beyond his years especially when it comes to his ability to entice people who have themselves open to sin. him having a natural inclination towards stoking lust, possessiveness, passionate anger, and jealousy in his father (and brother) and liking it

[athenepromachos]

Holocaust Memorial Day 27th January 🕯

[starlit-wanderer]

Me: The grief will come again, won't it? But the next time, I will be ready for it...?

Hermes: You can never be prepared for sadness, but you hold onto the joy while you can- and carve it into your heart and save it for later.

[absentmoon]

Can you believe it

[l1tw1ck]

My Liege

bottom!ftm!knight Xiao x top!masc!king reader

☆ Word Count: 1,128 ☆

AFAB Language Used | Don't expect a part two this was in the vault for months 😭

CW: Non-Con, Dacryphilia, Fingering, Virginity Loss, Belly Bulge, Riding, Squirting

Reader Discretion is Advised

As the king of Liyue, it's expected for you to have personal bodyguards. Between you and your husband, Zhongli, you have 4 knights.

Ganyu, Keqing, Shenhe, and Xiao. You typically take Xiao and Keqing due to their rationality and level heads. On trips to smaller and safer places you only bring Xiao.

These particular trips allow you to spend some time with your secret lover. You still think back on the first time you started your new relationship.

"May I ask where we're going, your highness?" Xiao asks, following you to an unknown location.

"Just somewhere to get away from the crowd. It was a little too much to handle today." You reply, leading him to a secluded and worn down building. "Do a perimeter check." You enter the place and look around, happy to find a chair that's still intact.

"Yes sir." Xiao looks around the area and defeats any hilichurls and slimes that were lingering around. After double checking, he stands in front of the entrance. You grab Xiao and force him to sit down with you, pushing his back against your chest.

"Sir?" Xiao whispers worriedly, assuming there's a person somewhere.

You lean your head down to talk in his ear. "Shh." Your arm is wrapped around his stomach so he doesn't move, your other hand tugging his tank top upwards.

Whenever you tell him to be quiet, he listens and doesn't say a word until you allow him to. So even as you push his top all the way up and grope his chest, he stays silent. Even if he isn't comfortable with it.

"Sorry but I have to use you, Xiao." You kiss his neck. "Zhongli doesn't have time for this kind of thing anymore..." Your hand moves to pull his pants down.

Xiao closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, hating the way you're touching him and how your bulge is pressing against his ass.

"Your body is so pretty, Xiao." You play around with his clit. "Do you know how pretty you are?" Your fingers move down to touch his increasingly wet cunt.

Xiao tries his best not to cry, he hasn't felt this weak in years. He hadn't cried and was convinced he became unable to since his friends died. He couldn't even remember what it was like to cry.

"Pull my pants down for me."

He shakily unzips your slacks and pulls them down. You grab his hips and force him to rub against your bulge. "Come on, do it yourself."

Xiao grimaces and starts rolling his hips. You go back to playing with his clit, making his movements inconsistent and shaky.

"Good boy." You groan and turn his head to look at you.

Xiao comes with a whimper, tightening around nothing. You bring him into a heated kiss, leaving him even more out of breath than he already was.

You turn Xiao to face you completely and bring his hand to the waistband of your boxers. "Do you want it, sweetheart? Tell me you want my cock inside you."

"I...I want your- your co...cock inside me." Xiao frowns and pulls your underwear off, your hard length is making Xiao nervous. "My liege...I'm- I've never done this before...it will hurt, and I need to have the strength to protect you.."

"You can take it, Xiao. I know you can." You grab his sides and hover his body over your cock.

"Y- yes, my liege. I apologize." Xiao's voice shakes. He sucks in a breath before you lower him down, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood as your tip pushes through his entrance. He tries his hardest to relax as you shove your full length into him, stretching out his virgin cunt.

Your cock twitches in excitement. "Shit, you feel better than Zhongli."

Xiao struggles to adjust to the foreign feeling, breaking out into uncontrolled sobs. He looks gorgeous with his tummy bulging, he's so small..

“Look at how deep I am inside you, sweetheart.” You make Xiao look at his stomach. He frowns, crying harder. You gently grab his cheeks with one hand and lift his face up. "You're even cuter when you cry." You say before bringing him into a kiss. You rub circles around his clit to make him more comfortable. Xiao whimpers and moans into your mouth, subconsciously moving his hips as you bring him pleasure. He's extremely inexperienced but he tries his best to kiss you back. He hates this but he wants to make you happy. You pull away and look at Xiao's embarrassed expression.

"Was it bad..?" He asks in between sniffles. He’s worried he disappointed you with his bad kissing skills.

"Of course not.." You kiss his wet cheek. "Do you want to make me feel good?"

Xiao nods and tries wiping his tears in an attempt to stop crying but they just keep flowing. You take his hands and place them on your shoulders. “Hold onto me and lift yourself up.”

He squeezes your shoulders and raises himself up while shaking.

“Now bring yourself down.”

Xiao sinks down onto your length, a soft whine leaving his trembling lips.

“Good boy, keep doing that.”

He buries his head in your shoulder, sobbing heavily as he attempts to ride you. You don't do anything to comfort him and let him cry his heart out.

“It hu- hurts-” He whimpers. “It hurts so much-” His strong facade crumbles to pieces.

“You’re doing so well, baby…doing so well for me.” You reassure him.

“Please…please help..” His body aches from crying so hard. He feels humiliated, he’s supposed to be strong and able to withstand pain but he can't handle it. He can't handle you.

“Aw, you’re too cute.” You place your hands on his small waist and take over, raising his body before slamming him down. His eyes roll back as you use his body like a fleshlight. He can just barely stay conscious.

Xiao sobs as you fuck him, overwhelmed by an intense mix of feelings. Humiliation, pain, and…pleasure. It feels…good? Xiao’s eyes widen. No, it feels amazing. He arches his back and comes, squirting like a fountain.

You pull him off you despite the very strong urge to keep fucking him. You don't want to overstimulate him, it’d be hard to explain why you had to carry your own guard home. Xiao looks at you with a dazed expression.

“You did so well, my knight.” You have him sit on your lap. You caress his cheek and he leans into your touch.

You give him time to recover before helping him get dressed. Your boner eventually went down and you never got to come but Xiao’ll make up for it next time.

[dailyfigures]

La+ Darkness & Karasu ; Hololive ☆ Good Smile Company

[i6gyu]

⠀⠀⠀♰ ♰ ♰ NATIONAL ANTHEM ♰ ♰ ♰⠀⠀⠀⠀

[notevenanna]

this gif is all i can think about. this gif is my sexuality. i am not bi anymore. this gif is what i cannot stop staring at.

[new-royston-cursebreakers]

Find the Word

Thank you @isherwoodj for the tag! I've always wanted to do one of these!

Tagging @captain-kraken @eli-writes-sometimes @sunnyanddumb98 and @dogmomwrites for the words page, double, coast, steal, and flight.

My words are ground, nerve, process, smart, and personal. From The Curse of New Royston:

ground

Nodding, Cricket balances one foot on one screw, then kicks off with the other, holding onto Eneas’ shoulders. Through his hands, he can feel a surprising amount of strength as Eneas grips the handlebars.

“Ready, Cricket?”

“Ready.”

Eneas’ foot slams on the first pedal. Though it’s a slow start, soon, Cricket’s feeling the wind whip past him, ruffling his coats and hair. Eneas’ legs pump the pedals like a machine, and as they make the turn to get out of Forver, the bike leans a little too close to the ground for comfort.

nerve

“Like I said,” Gio says, feeling the awkwardness of the situation weighing down, “I won’t tell if you won’t.”

“I won’t,” Unity says.

Sighing, Gio makes his way down to the beach. But his relaxing swim would be interrupted by Unity’s gaze. Strangely, it’s more nerve-wracking than Theodore’s. Instead of heading down toward the water, he sits down in the sand. Unity slowly joins him, and the two of them gaze out on the water as each wave’s crest glimmers under the moonlight.

process

“Yeah!” Auster calls back. He sounds not only relieved, but exuberant, bursting with joy. “Come on, Cricket, get over here! You’re gonna freeze if you stay out there!” He lifts up another edge of Caelan’s handkerchief, inviting him in.

Cricket darts up, clearing the space between them in only a couple bounds. Auster catches him and wraps him up in the soft fabric, pulling him into a hug in the process.

smart

Cricket thinks carefully on what to say. “I do kinda miss middle school,” he says, “but I’m glad for everything new in high school, too. I’ve met so many cool people!”

Monty glances at Cricket, a flash of fear in his eyes—fear, Cricket can sense, of being replaced. Cricket gives him a soft smile.

“And I seriously can’t wait to introduce you to all of them,” he says. “You know my friend Auster, right? He’s got some friends there, and now they’re my friends, too.  There’s Lisha—I dunno how she got so smart, she made radios at our size that work! We can talk to each other from anywhere in town! And she’s really nice, too—oh, wait, I think she’s actually a senior, she won’t be there when you join us…oh, and there’s Eneas. He’s, uh—”

“Oh, that kid,” Monty’s dad grumbles. “Cricket, you got a good head on your shoulders. Don’t let him influence you too much.”

personal

“Well, you heard about the school already,” Gio continues from where Fletcher left off. “I don’t really know what else there is to say about it.”

Ruth laughs. “That’s right, you did tell us a lot about the school itself. But how do you guys fit into it? And I don’t just mean your sizes. Is everything going alright with school? Or even outside of it?”

It’s the kind of question that puts Cricket on guard. Of course, he can’t share a lot of his personal life with these guys, and he doesn’t want to lie. Next to him, Gio bites his lip.

[aberooski]

That piano version she just did really just shot How You Get The Girl even higher up on my list for 1989 and I already loved the crap out of that song aksksllsksks

Also before I Bet You Think About Me when she said she was gonna play a song she'd never played live before my heart stopped. I wailed in my bedroom. My entire life flashed before my eyes. I deadass thought she was gonna play Come In With The Rain and I was going to pass away right then and there I was HORRIFIED for my life. I ADORE IBYTAM but I was SO SCARED 😭😭😭 Taylor I'm not going to survive until June at this rate 😭