#FERALLLLLLLL

[thatskindarough]

Feral noises

[junhui-recs]

im this close to begging your for seungcheol and some good old nasty baby making LIKE PLEASE—

warnings: impreg kink, breeding kink, cum inflation, creampie, mdni

Seungcheol grips your hip, driving his cock deeper into you and reveling in the shudder that travels down your spine when he hits that spot. He's been hitting that spot for years now, and he can find it with devastating accuracy. It's something he doesn't hesitate to use against you when he's getting close, just like he is now.

He thinks you're close too, works a few fingers between your thighs to get you there as he hurtles toward the edge, hoping to drag you with him. You're crying and trembling in his arms, your cunt throbbing around his dick, and when your walls lock down and don't let up, he gives in and stays inside.

You've both cum multiple times already, the bed sheets absolutely ruined and your bodies drained and aching, and he's about to cum again. He just can't help it, you're so hot and wet and perfect, and he loves you more than anything, more than life itself, more than the sun and the moon and the stars combined.

"Gonna cum, sweetheart? Gonna let me fuck you full? Let me get you pregnant?"

"Please, wanna have your baby, Cheollie," You whine in response, arching your back and doing your best to meet his thrusts as he grinds into you. You always do your best for him, and he'll never be able to tell you how much he appreciates you for it. He can show you though, with his hands holding your hips up and his thrusts aimed perfectly until you fly apart between his palms.

Your orgasm triggers his own, and another load joins the first two inside of you, making your stomach swell in a taste of what he hopes is to come. He has a feeling about today, a really good feeling.

[b1mbodoll]

pairings: yoo karina x f! reader

warnings: vampire! karina + vampire hunter! reader + blood + g!p + biting + breeding

💌: shoutout to soundgasm femdom vampire audios and rose toys!!!!!!

hunting g!p vampire karina .. ‘s a cat n mouse game between the two of you, her coming close enough to turn you, fangs inches from your throat before you stab her thigh with a stake.. you finding one of her hideouts, behind her with a stake before she suddenly disappears, vampire speed allowing her to suddenly have you pressed against the wall.

she doesn’t really wanna kill you! just wants to breed the pretty little hunter that’s been tracking her consistently. n she doesnt seem to mind the back n forth between you two, it only makes her wanna break you more. wants to have you at her mercy, with her thick, long cock rearranging your insides.

you struggle against her, trying to face her but it’s no use, you’re no match for her inhuman strength.

she wants to see you, so once you’ve finished squirming she turns you around herself, keeping your wrists pinned above your head. “aren’t you just the sweetest little thing..” she coos, leaning into your neck n inhaling deeply, her tongue flicking out to drag along your jugular. “smell so sweet, darling. bet you taste even better.”

you sneer at her, ignoring the ache between your legs. “fuck off, m not your bloodbag, bitch.”

“well, that’s certainly no way to speak to someone that could kill you in a second, is it? i’ll rip your throat out before you can even call for help if you don’t behave.”

once you’ve settled down, rina tears your top off, eyes locked on your tits as she uses one hand to tug your bra below them, wanting to get a proper look. “such beautiful tits.. tell me huntress, you seem to hate me, yet your scent carries hints of arousal.. why is that?”

you refuse to meet her eyes, choosing to keep your mouth shut. she simply tuts, groping your chest and pinching your nipple between her fingers.

“well, since you don’t want to tell me, i’ll have to assume it’s because you want me just as much as i want you.”

“did you know i’ve fantasized about this?” she presses an openmouthed kiss to your collarbone, “about how well you’d take my cock in your slutty cunt. and now,” karina slides her hand between your legs, pressing her fingers against your clothed pussy. “looks like i won’t have to anymore. ‘m gonna breed you, human.”

she’s ballsdeep in your hole, her drool making a mess on your neck and chest, strings of saliva clinging to her bottom lip as she pulls away from your nipple, her teeth aching to sink into the flesh.

“fuck— oh god. fuck you, karina.” you groan, biting your lip in an effort to contain your moans of pleasure. rather than snark back, the vampire indulges in a bit of your blood, cupping your tit in her hand before biting the soft skin, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as your pussy clenches around her length and your blood floods her mouth.

she sucks and sucks and sucks, getting drunk off the taste of you, her cock twitching inside of you when your hands push at her head, pressing her face deeper into your chest.

for someone that didn’t seem to want this, you sure seem to be enjoying yourself.

you’re completely delirious from the loss of blood, moaning out her name and once karina’s had her fill you whine at her, trying to press your lips to hers n failing. but she isn’t completely cruel, bloodstained lips meeting yours as she continues to batter your cervix, cockhead slamming into you unrelentlessly.

the taste of iron in your mouth causes you to to wince but the vampire wont let you pull away, sloppily kissing you and making a mess of your pretty face with your own blood.

the sight is enough to make karina come, biting your jaw before pressing her hips into yours, cock impossibly deep inside of you, the tip piercing your cervix as it twitches, spilling rope after rope of her thick, sticky semen into your womb.

and don’t even think of running away; karina’s dreamed of having you as her pet, there’s no way she’s letting you go.

[bluelolblue]

https://www.instagram.com/p/DEnDcTzItIj/?igsh=bnY1bDA4eXNjbzE=

WHO IS THIS DIVA??

-news anon

WOAAHH HELLOOOO FUCK

[pumpkinsareamazing]

yall, the one thing I need in life is more Actor!Reader. No, not movie actor. Musical theatre actor 🤭 JUST IMAGINE THE READER PLAYING A PART ON CHICAGO, PHANTOM OF THE OPERA, CATS EVEN?! Like ya’ll hear me out-

(if someone makes this pls @ me 🙏🙏)

[guiltyasdave]

Summary: He’s been hunting you for weeks now. It’s funny how on the first truly crisp day of October, on Halloween, is when he decides that he’s had enough of it. He’s hungry.

Joel Miller pays a Halloween visit.

Word Count: 700

Warnings: 18 + mndi, sex (p in v), age gap, power imbalance, pet names, possessive tendencies, teetering into brat tamer territory, dbf!neighbor!joel, the “daddy’s not around? good,” trope.

I hope you’re celebrating the holiday accordingly babes.

You know it’s his knock before you even open the door. Something about the way his thick knuckles reverberate through the wood.

“Boo.”

The bottoms of his boots hit the threshold as his shoulders fill the height of your doorway. The wind blows in the heaviness of his presence. His voice scares something in you, sure, shakes something a little loose. You reckon you won’t be able to find whatever it is until it completely falls out of you.

Or is whispered into you, your body stopping in recognition. It hums warmth through your skin the closer he moves.

“Mr. Miller, quite the boogeyman. Was expecting someone a little… younger.”

“They don’t call me all the things they do for nothin’, pumpkin.” He smirks proud through his witty remark and throws his eyes down your body. “And what are you?”

“I’m too old to trick-or-treat Joel. So door patrol, that’s what I am.”

“If you’re too old,” he mocks, stomping his feet closer, “Then what am I? ‘Nough of that, where’s your Dad?”

“Out.”

“Oh, don’t be like that sweetheart. I brought you a gift, but I guess you’re too old now to want somethin’ sweet. Good girl, really. You get too much sweet n’ it starts rottin’ your teeth. Too pretty for that, aren’t ya?”

“You’re asking a lot of questions.” He liked that you talked back.

His teasing wasn’t new. The way your body reacted to it wasn’t new. The way his eyes darkened the closer they drifted to your core, wasn’t either.

“Well I’ll leave him your message for when he gets back. You’re holding up the line.” You motion to the tiny humans behind him.

“You’re a lil’ piece of heaven, you know that?” He crooks his head to the left, looking for traces of his words through your body.

You knew you wanted to be a part of his heaven, even if you were just allotted a little tiny space in some forgotten corner.

“Tell you what. You give these good and patient kids their candy and then you walk back into that door and I’ll follow. You won’t ask questions, you’ll do as I say and you’ll do it with your mouth shut.”

He’s been hunting you for weeks now. It’s funny how on the first truly crisp day of October, on Halloween, is when he decides that he’s had enough of it. He’s hungry.

So you do as he says, giving the children their candy while he stands behind you. You can feel his presence.

“Happy Halloween!” You close the door before anyone else comes up. Before time runs out and you’re no longer alone.

Joel isn’t a patient man, either. Never has been.

“Wanna show me how well that pussy stretches?” He asked as if it was a question rather than a demand. “I’ll be gentle if ya listen. How bout this, tonight you can be my little play thing. Would that make you feel better? Feel like you aren’t missin’ out?”

His fingers were already melting into the fat of your hips, turning you around and promptly folding you over the couch.

He aligned his hips with your ass, pressing himself into you as he pushed you harder into the couch. He was so big, overpowering. It felt good to melt below him. Safe.

“Need me to show you what you can take, little mouse?”

You would love to find out how he likes it, how arched he wants you, if he wants your hips titled this or that way, which way feels better for his cock. How he holds your shoulders, hand sprawled against your naked back, one leg on the couch and the other holding you up, filling you over and over and over again as he presses you into your own wetness coating the couch from screaming releases.

He’s purring obscenities in your ear.

“Knew you’d take me well. We fit so good together. Wanna see myself right,” he grabs your wrist, positioned above your head and against the couch to stop him from breaking it every time he enters you again, and moves it to where your stomach and mound meet, “here. Wanna see it bulge whenever I hit our favorite spot.”

Masterlist

[partoftheairforce]

happy halloween babies!!!! 🎃

[beauregardlionett]

*spits* “with blood” and “eyes never shut”

[aidenelsa]

just realised in the great war, she was the only one fighting. not once in the song did she allude to him fighting. and in you’re losing me she says “and all i did was bleed as i tried to be the bravest soldier. fighting in only your army, frontlines, don't you ignore me.”

[shruiee]

Was going on a reference deep dive on Pinterest.

AGHHHHDHAHSKWLSJCNSSIISJDHCHHDBZUSSJZXJENSUUXHEUDUB THIS PICS OF HIM ARE MAKING ME FERALLLLLLLL and this is him in his 40s! HIS 40S!

THE HAIR THE HAIR THE HAIR

BARK BARK BAKR

ok i think im done

[filthdivision]

BRO THESE RAW ANIMATION IMAGES WTF?????? IM GOING FERALLLLLLLL

[toruuty]

I've been rewatching Supernatural and it's making me go absolutely ferallllllll ahhhhh

Really want to do a Mignola-esque illustration for this show someday but for now, here's two very small sketches.

[loverisle]

oh god I’m swEATin

Fantasy Girl (Choso Kamo x Reader)

MDNI (18+)

Choso Kamo was obsessed with you the moment he laid eyes on you. His heart began to pound in his ears, his face flushed a bright cherry red, and he felt a burning arousal in the pit of his stomach. 

You weren't just beautiful, no, you were picture-perfect. When he locked eyes on your figure, the way your body swayed when you walked by, your choice of dress, your smooth skin, the contour of your face, the way your hair flowed in the wind, he was instantly transported back to his boyhood.

The nights he would spend alone, listening to music and sketching his ideal lover with pen and paper. He would meticulously pick out all of his favorite aspects of a woman and use his imagination to conjure images of her in different positions. Some were sweet and innocent, but most were highly provocative in nature. Pleased with himself, he would save his drawings in his sketchbook, and still, to this day, pulls them out every once in a while when he wants to get off to something as pure as his deepest, most sincere fantasy.

But, here you are, his woman, his girl, in the flesh. He has the primal urge to kiss the ground you walk on, to worship you like a goddess, to give you whatever you desire and more, oh so much more.

So when he finally gets you into bed, laid out all pretty for him, he can’t resist his desire to touch himself and cum just from looking at you. He owes himself this moment, to drink in your mere existence. Standing at the foot of his bed, he strips in front of you and takes note of the way your eyes trail up and down his body with a lick of your lips.

Wanting to put on a show for you, he brings one hand down to squeeze his pink tip, slowly spreading his pre over the sensitive skin, while his other hand comes up to squeeze his pecks.

“What do you think, pretty girl? Is my body good enough for you? Is it up to your standards?” Choso huffs out, bringing the hand on his cock down to stroke his whole length.

You nod, taking your plush bottom lip in between your teeth. Choso watches as your hands come down to the bottom hem of your shirt, planning to strip for him as well. But that’s not what he wants, not yet at least.

“No, baby, leave everything on,” Choso says between moans, “I want to look at you just as you are.” In this moment, he believes he hasn’t earned you yet, not all of you.

The subtle flash of confusion in your eyes makes him chuckle. You are so sweet, so beautiful, so amazing. Involuntarily, Choso pumps his cock with more ferocity, his ab muscles flexing in response. He is close, and he must act before it’s too late.

“Do me a favor, my love,” Choso nods towards his bedside table, “Open the drawer, take out the sketchbook, and flip through some pages for me.”

He sees your hesitation, but you ultimately comply with his wishes. He watches as your body contorts to reach over to the side of the bed, using the moment to marvel at the curve of your ass. His hand squeezes tighter, imagining what you’d look like bent over in front of him.

Snapping back to reality, he sees the green sketchbook placed on your lap, your fingers about to turn to open a page. “Good girl,” he muses.

Choso makes sure to study your face while you examine the first few pictures, not wanting to miss any emotion that crosses your expression. He feels his hands tingle in anticipation. Do you see it? Do you understand? 

He feels like all his prayers have been answered as a small gasp escapes your lips, your eyes widening in surprise.

“Choso…” you begin.

“Yes, baby? Tell me,” Choso is now curling into himself, not letting up on how he pumps his cock, now hot with desperation to release. His long, black hair falls onto his face, which he quickly brushes away with his other hand to keep eye contact with you.

“This is-,” you stutter, “is this me?” 

“Yes,” Choso grunts, “yes, sweet girl, it’s you.” 

“But we-” 

“But we just met?” he finishes for you, “Yes, I know baby. I drew these before you. When I was younger, I would imagine my fantasy girl. The girl I want to give my heart to, give everything to.”

The way your eyes gloss over with emotion, soaking in his words, makes Choso crumble. He notices how you subtly clench your thighs together, rubbing them for friction. You were reacting positively. Good.

“I didn’t know it then, but I wasn’t imagining you, I was envisioning you.” This is it, he is spent, about to release his seed out into his hands. Baring it all for you, like an offering.

What he doesn't anticipate is how you swiftly place the drawings next to you, sitting up on the bed to crawl towards the man. Choso sees a familiar glint in your eye, one of determination and lust. He’s taken aback.

“What are you-”

“I know you want to take your time with me, take things slow, but,” Choso’s grip around his length is carefully peeled off by your small fingers, only to be placed in your hair, “I don’t believe you envisioned just releasing in your hand or on the floor. Tsk, we wouldn’t want to waste it, right baby?”

Choso’s staggered breath catches in his throat as your hands come up to explore his abdomen, slowly grazing each muscle in his defined abs. After making your way down, each hand curls around his shaft, and Choso can’t help the drawn-out moan he gives when you give him a light squeeze. 

With half-lidded eyes, he watches as your glossy lips come to kiss him at his tip, sticking out your tongue to lightly lick the pre cum oozing out of his slit. He can’t help but revel in every small movement, body threatening to snap.

“Oh, gods, I can’t-” he gasps, “I’m gonna cum.”

“Only if you promise your dedication to me,” you smirk, looking up at him devilishly, “From here on out, your cum belongs to me. You understand?”

“Yes! Yes, I promise, oh gods, I’m only yours. All of my cum is yours. Now plea-”

In one quick movement, you took Choso’s full length down your throat, releasing your jaw and bobbing aggressively. Your hands leave his cock to grip both sides of his waist, using all your strength to fuck his body into you.

“Nnnn-aaaaaah,” he can’t hold it back any longer, gripping the back of your head, Choso brings you fully flush to his body as he dumps his seed down your throat. His cock pulses with every thick rope that spurts out of him.

After a pause and feeling your throat tighten, he brings your face off of him, watching the tears fall down your cheeks and a string of your spit connect your mouth to his tip. Still, in your exasperated state, you manage to give him the warmest smile he’s ever seen, nose scrunched and eyes closed tightly. Like a magnet, Choso’s hands come up to cradle your face.

No one, absolutely no one, has ever looked this beautiful. He's sure of it.

[tonycries]

LOOOOOOOORDDDDDD ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT RN IS GETO SUGURU AS ARKHAM KNIGHT / RED HOOD I AM FERALLLLLLLL

imagining choso as deathstroke OR OR SCARECROW or sukuna as bane.,,. OR READER AS HARLEY QUINN AND SUKUNA IS JOKERRRRRRRRR

father tony you’ve cooked with this one let me TELL YOU 🙇🙇🙇🙇

HOLD ONNNNN BECAUSE I COULD TAKE ALL OF THEM (not in a fight.)

Sukuna would absolutely EAT as Bane ohmygosh I need those tiddies of his out so badly ☝🏽 Tell me why for some reason Joker is giving me villain!Gojo vibes so badly...

[moonlightkitties]

Starting my second play of chapter five and omggggg

I forgot how HOT and just exhausted, sexy and scrumptious and AUGHHHH the men look

Like I'm going FERALLLLLLLL

I need to be used by them 😫😫😫 all five of them 😼

[hoodzgyal]

OKAYYYYYYY BUT SUGAR DADDY HAL IS SO AUGEJDNFKEJEKDKD he's the type to take you wherever you wanna go/buy whatevers in your shopping cart and then take pictures as he fucks you in it.......HE MAKES ME SO FERALLLLLLLL

OOOOOOOHHHH GET OUT GET OUT GET OUTTTTTTTAAAAHHHHH

he’s so polite ???????? and just a charming guy all around. doesn’t hurt that he’s loaded too. will buy you pretty things with the intention of fucking u in em but somehow the sex always revolves into him rutting into you as you wear nothing but his flight jacket.

buys you lingerie hauls with the expectation that you model each piece for him. bought you a playboy bunny costume for halloween once and literally couldn’t keep himself off of you. he’s insatiable, and starting to catch feelings.

eventually yalls relationship goes from sugar daddy + sugar baby to rich middle aged guy + his slightly controversially young gf. so cute !!!