#abt it making him inhuman

[loriache]

kabru definitely IS human, like i dont doubt it for a second. i mean his parent isnt a fucking bee lmao it’s atavism or smth like milsiril suggests.

but there is such a big part of me that thinks about the parallels with the winged lion he has, his deep sense of alienation and fear of being a monster, and wants to explore what it would do to his psyche if he had to reckon with a monstrous origin or monstrous traits

there are so many options. made into a chimera… something wrt his origin…. personally im partial to some setup wherein he is the result of a demon wish in the vein of the winged lion offering to Give Marcille Children. the dungeon in utaya went through a lot of lords. it probably wasnt where he was born since his mum ran away from his dads family but you could finesse that part. it would evoke the succubus - incubus - demon connection and also explode his self image. also the demon totally would give you a child with a trait that isolated you from your support network

but like idk if this jives thematically….. i just don’t know….. but it’s a fun Imagination Palace. it would really put kabru in the torment nexus, but i think he could grow through it. laios would be So Jealous lmao

[raptorrobot]

i feel like i'm fighting for my fucking life here

[nyxi-pixie]

actually incredibly funny to me that ranpos entire thing centres on how his intelligence is not because of an ability or any other great thing, its just him. hes entirely, completely, inarguably human. and Yet, when it comes to dazai, so many people are Desperate that there just Has to be another explanation. his intelligence cant just be that hes unusual, no it must be a marker of separation, of difference so great it disallows the reality of his humanity.

[themyscirah]

"worlds finest" ok but when are they gonna let diana and clark hang out though

[fenriskisser]

this is so stupix and ive probably vented abt this to like a million people by now but my uncle basically confirming it will never be safe for me to come out as aroace to him has like fucked me up so hard.

all i wanted was to go on my 2nd walk for the night and instead for like half an hour i just got yelled at about how unnatural i am and how as soon as i "go out into the world" and have sex (something i made clear i don't want & will never have) i'll be fine and normal and that it's actually "so sad" i seem so sure i don't want a lover bcuz they're so much better and the connection u have with them will always be so much deeper then friends and oh yeah, all my friends are gonna leave me behind and never see me again when im older bcuz they'll all be in relationships and i won't lol;

all that happened because i made an off-handed comment abt never wanting a romantic or sexual relationship and later saying i haven't felt attracted to anyone. btw. yeah. im never coming out

[doubleedgemode]

I decided to dip into Darkstalkers: Warriors of the Night and after two hours of getting beaten up by this annoying, unjust fireball-thrower vampire I must say, after having finally defeated him*:

Fuck you Demitri

*I admit I had to use savestates inbetween each match that I could finally win in order to not lose it, which took me a good while on itself

[sadlazzle]

finally finished all of the x files on thursday n i rlly liked it. as a whole, incredible show, but the only part i hav a genuine problem with is the reveal of who william’s ‘real’ father is at the end. that was stupid and honestly didn’t make sense. but it’s not so bad a fuck up that it takes anything away frm the series as a whole

[rebelssvy]

obsessed part two

bokuto x reader

(afab. this is the most comfortable i write in. i try my best to make it as gender neutral as possible and not give any description of the reader. lmk how i can do betterrrrrr)

- authors note: you guys really liked part one. so abt to write a SINFUL part two ☺️☺️☺️

part one -link here!

LABELS: smut omg smut. i’ve never written anything smut so don’t judge pls 😩😩contains, making out, oral sex, sex.

walking to school the next day was a pain. bokutos mind was filled with the guilt of what had happened last night.

he jerked off to the girl in his class, who he still has yet to talk to.

ashamed was an understatement. he was embarrassed and felt inhumane. it was even worse because the problem still hadn’t gone away. he still thought of you in the worst ways. he couldn’t help himself.

closing the distance between him and his class room, his eyes narrowed in on you. the guilt was overwhelming. but you looked so cute in your uniform.

entering the classroom he groaned to himself. sitting down at his assigned desk, putting his hands over his face to try to hide his frustration.

he just liked you so much that it was truly embarrassing. he was bokuto koutarou! one of the top aces in high school volleyball. no girl should have his attention like this.

i am not a man, he thought to himself, hands still covering his face.

“ahem…” he looked up at the person trying to get his attention.

to his absolute shock, you were standing right infront of his desk.

“hi…” you said to him waiting for a response…. the response never came as bokuto just looked up at you mouth agape.

“i didn’t know you were so shy!haha” you try playing off to make it less awkward. his silence seemed to be maybe a message for you to just walk away. and yet you stayed begging for his presence.

“well i’m yn, and i didn’t know if you noticed but we have a partner project in this class…. and we were paired up yesterday…. and before i could figure out a plan with you, you walked out of class before i could talk to you yesterday.” you felt yourself ramble on for what seemed like far to long. his silence was draining.

from what you heard from most people, your schools ace was a huge standout. most calling him extroverted, crazy and annoying.

but right now he sat infront of you saying not a word.

finally he spoke up “oh..” he said. that’s literally all he said.

you stayed for a little longer, watching his face grow into a friendly smile.

“it’s nice to meet you yn! i’m so sorry i didn’t even realize we had an assignment together!! HAHA well don’t worry we can get it figured out. also sorry about yesterday i just rushed off to practice without a second thought” bokutos voice boomed throughout the class room.

you let out a sigh of relief. maybe he was just waking up still? but he sure does seem awake now..

“we can only work on the assignment out side of the school hours…. if your comfortable with it you can come over to my house tonight and we can work on it.” you say smiling down at him.

bokutos prayers have been answered. everything he has ever worked for is being rewarded back to him now.

“yes.!” bokuto replied without hesitation. smile still beaming up at her.

“here’s my number, text me after this class gets out.” you say to him. stealing his phone and saving your contact in his phone. you were a little forward. bokuto was practically gushing.

with that you walked back to your desk and started talking with your friends.

bokuto was so happy he could scream.

the day went on, after you two had agreed on a set time for him to arrive at your house he was counting down the minutes.

he would have to come over after he practiced, meaning he would also have to go home to shower before hand.

it gave you more time to get ready before he made it to your house.

secretly, you had been honing a crush on bokuto for awhile now. when your teacher announced that you two would be in a group together you were thrilled. but when you looked over to bokuto, he seemed… upset.

his face was hard to read. it was a mix of tired, guilt, and anger. you chose to not introduce yourself to him until class was out, not wanting to make a fool of yourself. but before you could he had already left.

that’s why you were so nervous. he was so big, not just tall. that man was beefy. in all the right ways. and you couldn’t even tell if he liked you at all.

of course you would glance at him time to time in class, even showing up to some of his games in previous years. you noticed him.

analyzing yourself in your mirror. checking the time ever so often.

you had taken a shower, got out of the shower and did all your duties to look the best you could. sporting yourself in a way you were most confident.

also going to the measure of cleaning your room. everything had to be perfect.

before you new it your doorbell rang. you rushed to the door, opening to a freshly washed bokuto.

he had on grey sweats and a black hoodie. his hair was still a little damp from his shower, so it wasn’t spiked up in its usual manner. his bangs clung to his forehead.

“heeeLLO” he said to you voice getting a little louder as his word continued.

“hi” you said to him while still looking him up and down. it was a little obvious you were checking him out.

you quickly let him in and gave him a tour of your home. making a mental note to leave your bedroom for last. making a b- line for your kitchen you offered him somthing to drink.

his presence alone was enough. he was just soo huge. you felt his gaze after every corner you took.

“uh yes water is fine.” he said, way more calm.

you got him a glass and sat on your counter top. he was infront of you leaning his back on your cabinet.

as he drank he held a comfortable eye contact with you.

“how was practice?” you spoke up.

he reached forward and put his glass next to you, then leaned back to his formal position.

“i did way better then i did yesterday i can say that much.” he said with a chuckle. his voice was low. deep.

“what happened yesterday?” you asked.

he seemed a little taken back from your question. but it was only a second of that expression that was followed with a smile.

“oh i just didn’t do my best. my teammates say i get in my own head sometimes but even my worst is not that bad soo” he said with a low chuckle again. his grin never really left his face.

he was confident in himself that was forsure. you thought you should atleast see where you stand with him. gathering up all the confidence you had to flirt with him just a tinyyy bit.

“oh so you must be gooood.” you say leaning forward a little, still perched on your counter top. you made sure you arch your back a little, even though he couldn’t see it from where he was sitting. you applied the action anyways.

bokutos ears perked up a little. he sure did love flattery.

“i mean, yeah. i’m pretty good.” he said non chalantly. leaning forward a little more as well.

“tell me bokuto, how good are you?” you asked. leaning just as much as you could without falling off the counter top.

“oh i’m pretty good. but i can’t tell you how good i am… it’s something you have to experience yourself.” he said, smug. grin still on his face.

as he spoke he had stopped leaning against your counter top.

he got closer to you, your heart beat picked up. he then picked up his hand, reaching out.

just as you thought he was going to touch you, he picked up his glass beside you. blushing your thigh in the action.

he picked up his glass and finished the rest of his water with a gulp.

smug bastard. you thought to yourself.

you then got back onto your feet and started walking out of the kitchen. bokuto taking that as his note to follow behind you.

you silently led him to your room. anticipating whatever came next.

as you waked bokuto stared. he stared at your ass, your hips, your waist. anything he could look at he took a mental picture of.

this could be the only time he was this close to you. he thought.

opening the door to your room you, you showed him around.

“you can sit anywhere your comfortable with, but i did get an extra chair for you at my desk.” you say to him. going and taking a seat next to the school work you had already laid out.

bokuto was taking in everything. your posters, your decorations, anything you had in their he was saving in a file in his brain.

he finally sat down next to you.

you started going over the project, he would follow your words with some “hmm” or “ook” but overall he didn’t seem very into it.

all bokuto could think about is you stuffed full of his cock. really it was a shame. you were talking to him and that’s all he could think about. he watched your lips as they instructed him. that’s all he really watched.

“bokuto.” you said in a firm voice.

“are you even listening?” you said to him slightly annoyed.

“uhh yea…” he replied guilt sinking in once again.

he was evil. he wanted you. he felt as if you had just teased him in the kitchen too. he wanted to get you back. bad.

he licked his lips. confidence surging through him for a second. he opened his mouth to say somthing.

but the words never came. blush flooded his face. you probably think he’s stupid at this point.

“you are so pretty.” he said quickly. it came out of nowhere. he didn’t even mean to say it. he was so embarrassed!

but there was no way you were gonna know how embarrassed he is. no, bokuto koutaro never gets embarrassed!

you stare back at him. confused. but to all honestly. you were aching for him. his frame so close to yours, made you painfully aware of how big he was.

and he just called you pretty. what even in your next move! what are you supposed to say to that!

“y/n…” he said quietly. it was soft. he had gotten closer to you then you realized. you could feel his breath on your lips.

“bokuto…” you whispered back to him. the distance was painful.

before you could register he had his lips on yours. closing the gap. you locked your lips with his. it was just a quick kiss. romantic if anything.

you two pulled away. staring him in the eyes, there was a hunger.

“i need more” he said before grabbing you cheeks and closing the distance again. you were shocked. this must be a dream.

your hands found his body. scooting as close as you could without falling off your chair. one of your hands found his bicep. the other on his shoulder.

the kisses grew hungrier. his pace picked up. you gasped when his hand found your thigh. it was a comfortable position.

he took this chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. you purrred against him.

your touches grew with sexual tension. you parted for a second to catch your breath. a line of saliva connecting you two.

“c’mere” he said scooting his chair back alittle. signaling you to get out of your chair.

you stood up waiting further instruction.

he reached up and grabbed your hips pulling you closer to him. he was still seated, legs apart.

you felt like you were on fire. his eyes took in all off you. his hands rubbed your hips. even going a little farther to pinch at the fat of your ass.

“wanna sit on my lap?” he said tilting his head to the side. you shook your head and slowly made your way to his lap. you were positioned so you could face him.

his hands cradled you, finding your curves.

“you think i’m pretty?” you said to him bringing your hands to his jaw.

“you have no idea.” he breathed out.

finding his lips again except the tension in the room was now thick. you were growing a pool in your panties. every touch of his fingers was doing numbers to your core.

without knowing it you slowly started to grind yourself against him. you only noticed when you felt bokuto grow underneath you. his hands moved to your ass. grabbing at it.

then his hands slowly fell even farther. coming concerningly close to your core.

“y/n…. can i…?” he parted quickly. out of breath begging you for more.

“yes bokuto.” you moaned out to him. still grinding your hips against him.

“do whatever you want” you moaned out throwing your head back. you were growing needy.

without any words bokuto grabbed you and picked you up. putting you down on the bed.

your back was on the bed with your legs folded to your chest. he had ahold of your shins.

he was standing above you grinning like a kid in a candy shop.

“i’ve been waiting for this.” he stated.

his fingers graced over your core, you sucked in breath.

“you have?” you whimpered out.

“i have liked you for quite sometime. i have even dreamt of doing somthing like this too you. y/n… you have no idea.” he said while taking off your pants. you were left in only your underwear. then he started working on your shirt, pulling it off over your head.

now being left only in your bra you felt very conscious of everything.

“fuck…” he said to himself seeing you drenched through your panties. this was truly his dream.

“can i?” he said before continuing.

you shook your head yes.

he touched your clothed core with a certain grace. seeming like he was afraid to hurt you. you moaned out at his touch.

your ass was almost off the bed when he slowly came to the ground squatting on two knees.

you soon realized what he wanted to do.

“bo… you don’t have too” you said painfully, when al you really wanted was his tongue on your cunt.

“i want to.” he said before stuffing his face into your core.

you still had your panties on but the friction was just too much. you moaned out back arching for him.

he was hooked. he circled anything he could with his tongue, even taking breaks to kiss your stomach. he finally took your underwear off.

staring at your naked core he was in love. he wanted to be the only man to ever see you like this.

experimentally he blew on it, seeing your body react and you moan out. he loved his life.

diving back into you he licked all of you. slurping up your juices, sucking at your clit. taking every angle he could to make you feel good.

“more…” you whimpered out.

he brought his fingers up to your hole without warning. he played with our rimming a finger around your clenched spot. sticking it in you he stucked on your clit simultaneously.

you moaned out. it was really too much. your core was building up at a fast rate as his finger pumped in and out of you.

he stoped and stood infront of you again. you looked up at him wondering why he had to hault your pleasure.

he took off his hoodie and sweats leaving himself in just his boxers.

and oh. my. god. he was wonderful. he was everything you could ever dream.

“bokuto… i need you.” you told him.

he was on fire right now. you were sprawled out on the bed, cunt for his to see.

“fuck… you drive me insane.” he said pulling his boxers down to free his length.

“oh my god” you moaned out. it was huge. there was no way that was going to inside you. his one finger did the job, so what is that thing even going to do to you.

“cmon baby you can take me.” he said lying down next to you on the bed. you crouch up on your knees.

“ride me.” he demanded.

you positioned yourself on top of him. grabbing at his his abs as you mentally prepped yourself for what was gonna be inside you.

slowly you reach down for his cock. he had already been stroking it.

you touch it and he lets in a sharp gasp of air. you give it a good couple pumps

“hah” he moaned out. you had kept eye contact the hold time you entered him in you.

lowering yourself as best you can. his face was of euphoria.

“bokuto… your tooooo big hah” you moaned out to him.

“call me koutarou” he gasped out.

you found the strength to get him in you. bottoming out you clenched around him.

“fuuuck kou” you moaned out. you started grinding yourself against him.

it was the best pain you had ever felt.

“your beautiful. oh my god.” he said as his hands found your boobs.

pulling your bra down and bringing his lips to your hardened nipples.

your back arched for him. you moaned out louder and louder.

bouncing against him. this was all he ever wanted. he was in heaven.

you felt that familiar coil in your core tighten up again.

and bokuto could tell. he felt your walls clench around him as your threw your head back.

before he could think about it he changed positions. throwing you on your back and into a missionary position.

he took it to himself to start pounding into you.

“kou… nnnits too muchhch” you moaned out. it was almost hard to hear because of the sound your pussy was making.

“cmon. you can take it” he grunted out, slamming himself into you.

you moaned more. eye contact the whole time he fucked you.

the way you clenched around him was almost painful. but he could tell you were close.

he brought his fingers to your sensitive bud.

“cum for me. come on baby you can do it.” he grunted.

“come on my cock.” he grunted even more.

you were so close.

“your mine, understand?”

that sent you have the edge. you clamped around him spasmsing through your orgasm.

bokuto barely pulled out in time to cum on your stomach.

“i’m yours im yours im yours…” you babbled off to yourself.

fuck.

you were both drained.

who ever thought this is where you would be.

he got up to get a tissue for you to wipe you off. then coming over to press a kiss to your forehead.

“i’ll be right back” he said he before he left.

he came back with some water and helped you up.

“what’s going on?” you asked still faint from your orgasm.

“i started a shower for us!” he beamed at you.

yep. he could definitely be the one for you.

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- WOWWWWW WHAT DID I JUST WRITE! this is my longest and still some of my first works i’ve put out. well i hope you like it also. comment any ideas you guys have for me!

[nyxi-pixie]

a lesser considered aspect of the death of ship and let ship is that people w ships that are clearly antithetical to whats going on in canon now feel the need to justify them and make the worlds stupidest analysis posts to shoehorn their yaoi into made up subtext or some shit when like. it doesnt make sense. it doesnt have to. just get horny about it and fujo out like you want i beg

[nanaslutt]

thinkin abt nanami teaching ino how to touch his pretty little girlfriend (you) and he is a little too into the idea..

MDNI

so maybe ino stretched the truth a bit when he said he had nooo ideaaa how to touch you, he’s just soooo inexperienced

can you blame him tho? the thought of nanami touching his sweet girlfriend while he praises ino for making you feel sooo good, how hes such a natural at this, has his cock fucking twitching in his pants

you were a little confused when ino said he “needed help making you feel good” when he always leaves you a shaking mess, but you can’t lie that you find nanami attractive and the thought of two men spoiling you rotten doesn’t sound half bad…so you didn’t question him

so here he is, between your legs; his tongue deep inside you; you’re laid back against nanamis hard chest and hes holding your leg open with one hand while he rubs your clit with the other, a scene pulled straight out of ino’s filthiest wet dreams

your back is arching and your twitching like crazy, moans slightly muffled as your head is turned into nanamis neck, tears forming on your lashes

“feel good sweetheart?” nanami asks you and there is practically hearts in ino’s eyes when you nod and nanami tells him how fucking good hes doing, telling him not to stop, abandoning his hold on your leg opting to grabbing ino’s hair by the roots and shove his head deeper into your pussy

and he fucking moans into you, eyes rolling back into his head as he humps into the bed not so subtly

making eye contact with nanami, and oh my goddd, he’s trying so hard not to cum in his pants, hes shaking his head back and forth against your wetness, fucking his tongue into you at an inhumane pace

“yesyesyes give it to her ino, you gonna cum baby?” he directs his question your way and you look so sweet, tears streaming down your face now, trying to tell them how close you are but your words keep getting interrupted by your moans :(((

“oh good fucking girl, gooood giiirl, ride his face, let it all out, we got you sweetheart” nanami coos

“𝘸𝘦 got you sweetheart” that was the final straw for ino, reminding him that 𝘯𝘰 this wasn’t a dream, and that the only man he’s ever seeking approval from is here staring into his fucking soul, watching him eat out his adorable girlfriend while he praises him and fuck fuck fuck-

he was amazed he could hold back long enough for you to cum as he whimpers and wines into your pussy, fucking the bed while a wet spot steadily grows on the front of his pants

“ino.” nanami yanks his hair up from where it was resting on the side of your thigh, he winced making eye contact with the older man

“so selfish, i don’t remember saying 𝘺𝘰𝘶 could cum, did i?”

the face ino was wearing looks scared.. almost remorseful, but his flushed face and heaving chest paired with his own rapid heartbeat pounding in his ears gave away his true feelings

[valentine-cafe]

hello! i hope you're having a great day / night!

may i order a tiramisu?

(top!reader)

thinking abt 781 alessio getting touchy with reader (when they clearly dont like each other) at school and taking him to his place only 4 him to get bent over and needy for him 😊

and if it's okay, can i be 🫧 anon?

🍒 𓂃 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑼𝑷 : tiramisu !! . . . bttm mercenary ⊹ top dom m. reader .

. ᘛ 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔​​​​​​​﹕verse 781 ꮽ  alessio arias

 𐔌𖹭 ˖ ࣪  who's that ?⠀﹕a charming, smug inhuman mercenary, with a provocative sense of humor and a few punches

ּ  ֗ recepit ℘ ... hatefucking your annoying smug engineering classmate after he got touchy with you⊹ cw ٬٬ hatefucking . rough sex . anal . hair pulling ( alessio receiving ) . degredation . handjob . spanking . spit kink . creampie . cum squirting <3 . ( yes you may be 🫧 anon ! <3 )

What's better than fucking someone you hate? Alessio knew how loathing fires could translate to the bedrooms. The heat he'd fan over you would be so much more apparent than simply shoving you into the changing room locker and feeling you up your shirt. Oh, how he could pin you beneath him and go to town staining your thighs with his bruises. Give you something to keep your mouth shut since its always open with insults for him.

The last thing he expected, were for his thighs to sport your bruises.

"Fuck - fuuckk slow - slow down -" his deep voice lilts with pleasure. How you wish you strung up that mirror in your living room last week. You would have had a perfect view of his fucked-out expression as you pound his poor ass from behind.

It should be criminal how good he looks bent over your sofa. Muscular thighs twitch and strain as your balls slap against his ass, bloom the olive skin red together with your battering hips. You imagine those usually smug emerald now cross at the centre with little hearts in them.

You have to see for yourself. One hand leaves his hip, but not without one more tight smack for good measure. Your fingers then bury into dark hair and yank his head back. Strings of his drool make a mess on the throw cushion. You grunt.

"Wow, Arias." You sport a breathy chuckle. Ram your hips forward and start humping on his ass. So that his body jerks and he lets out the most pathetic whine. "All that talk and you can't even take dick like a good boy?" Another swat to his ass. This time you grip the flesh tight and start searching for the spot that has the most pitiful sounds leaking from his lips.

"All that talk - " You groan at the way he squeezes your cock. Two can play at that game. You reach around and grab his dick. Jerk and pump it, rub a cruel thumb on the tip so that he stutters out whines.

"All that talk and you're just a messy slut once it all comes down to it."

You yank his head back further. Hook your palm around his chin instead and stuff his mouth with your fingers. Before a wad of your spit hits the back of his throat. His arched body forces his ass back onto you fuller and you return the favour with brutal thrusts.

"Swallow." You hiss. Smooch his cheek. Groan as you hear his pathetic little whine as he gulps down your spit and tenses around your merciless hand.

"G-Gonna -" he heaves. His whimper twitches you lips into a grin. You shove his face back into the pillow and ease out to the tip, ram his poor hole harder, deeper, so that he croaks out whatever sentence he's been building. "G-Gonna cum - gonna - fuck, dios p-por favorr - too much-!"

"Now it's too much? I don't think so." You heave, hold his large body down and fuck him until he's drooling into the pillow. Squirting all over your sofa. Suppose you'll have a new favourite spot on the fabric. "Not when you're cummin' like that."

You shallow once more. Stuff him full as you slip into groans and muffled moans when your face drops to press wet kisses down his neck. Oh, that loud mouth sounds so much better whining your name.

"Not when you're taking it so well. Nah, gimme another, whore."

꒰ ۪ ˖ ࣪ 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑢 ... info ꮽ mlist ꮽ verse ꮽ wiki .

[rabbitinashell]

Dis for mah friend who like dis guy

And this is kind of a me thing, but we'll talk abt it later

Dottore in the Sheets: Sadistic, Merciless, and Addictively Intense

Dottore is not a lover for the faint of heart. As one of the most brilliant yet twisted minds in Teyvat, he treats everything like an experiment, including pleasure. He's the type to test limits, push boundaries, and completely consume you - and once he has you, there's no escape.

Expect mind games, control, and overwhelming intensity - because Dottore does not do "gentle."

1. Dominant & Absolutely Merciless

• He's always in control, and he does not tolerate disobedience. You are his, and he makes sure you understand that completely.

• Restraints? Teasing? Begging? Oh, he lives for it - the more desperate you are, the more entertained he is.

• He enjoys watching your reactions, studying every shiver, every gasp, every plea-and using them against you.

2. A Master of Edging & Overstimulation

• He's the type to bring you to the edge over and over, only to deny you at the last second, smirking as you beg.

• "Pathetic. Are you really that desperate already? I expected more from you."

• And when does he finally let you have it? lt's overwhelming, consuming, and entirely too much-but he doesn't stop until you're utterly wrecked.

3. A Dangerous, Hypnotic Voice

• His voice alone is enough to unravel you - low, mocking, and dripping with amusement as he whispers in your ear.

• He'll taunt you mercilessly, enjoying how easily you fall apart under his touch.

• "You're trembling. How fascinating... Tell me, how much more can you take?"

4. Insatiable & Unrelenting

• Dottore has inhuman stamina - he doesn't stop until he's completely satisfied, and that takes a long time

• Once is never enough - he'll have you again and again until you're too weak to fight back.

• No breaks - unless it's to watch you struggle, only to drag you right back into his grasp.

5. Rough, Possessive, and Claiming

• Expect biting, bruises, and deep, possessive marks - he likes leaving evidence of what he's done to you.

• He grips hard, pins you down effortlessly, and takes his time making sure you feel completely owned.

• If you try to challenge him, fight back, or tease him? Oh, you just made it worse for yourself - he'll make sure you regret it.

Bonus: Kinks & Preferences

• Restraints & Control - You don't move unless he allows it.

• Edging & Denial - He delights in making you beg for release.

• Pain & Pleasure Mix - Biting, spanking bruising - he enjoys testing your limits.

• Corruption & Power Play - He wants to see you break for him, piece by piece.

• Mind Games - He loves pushing you to the edge, making you question whether you can really handle him.

6. Aftercare? Cold, Yet.. Strangely Considerate

• Dottore doesn't coddle - he simply observes. He'll analyze your state, making sure you haven't actually broken before smirking in satisfaction.

• He might clean you up, but don't expect softness - it's clinical, precise, and only because he wants you in top condition for next time.

• "Tired already? Hah.. I suppose I should let you rest. But don't think I'm finished with you yet."

Final Verdict: A Merciless, Addictive Obsession

Dottore is not a gentle lover - he's an overwhelming force, utterly consuming and impossible to resist. He'll ruin you completely, leaving you wrecked, trembling, and craving more, all while mocking you for how easily you fell apart under his control.

[tired-biscuit]

hi just thinking abt a uhhhhhhhhhh werewolf who's already filled u full but keeps rocking his knot inside u until it swells up all over again bc ur godly writing just ??? 🫣👉👈

imagine trying to push him off of you because you’re so overwhelmed.

one of your hands is on his jaw; fingertips accidentally bumping against drool-slicked canines, the other is on his chest, the hair there so coarse and thick, hiding a wild-beating heart.

your hips wiggle as you attempt to cause some distance between your body and his intimidatingly bigger one just so that you’d be able to gather your breath and a shred of your sanity at least, but you just can’t — no matter what.

he’s got you pinned underneath him, after all; pressing you so far into the mattress that the bed frame is protesting. the wood of the bed frame repeatedly snaps and cracks but he keeps on pushing, keeps on pushing inside you. to make matters even worse, his knot is swollen again and is snuggled tightly against that tender spot that makes you want to close your legs and weep.

but despite the fact that you can’t currently close your legs from the way he’s claimed his rightful place between them, you still cry out at the fullness; at the way his inhuman tongue laps at the single tear that slides from the corner of your eye, then; gliding right down the curve of your cheek. he catches it before it reaches the edge of your jaw. sniffs, warm puffs of air tickling your skin, to see if there are any more to follow before he settles on painting a single line of warm saliva up your neck, right across your pulse point and up the side of your face.

you twitch at the bestial portrayal of affection he gives you now, writhing atop the sweat-soaked bed sheet but stopping immediately when the flash of heat sears you at the place where you connect to him, or rather he to you.

he’s literally stuck inside you for a second time in a row, causing you to feel like your pussy is about to burst. a small hiss leaves your lips in response to the sensation, however you’re relieved to find out that it’s fast to mellow out when you don’t move around as much.

still, it shouldn’t even be there in the first place, now should it? he promised you that the entire thing wouldn’t take long…

and yet here you are.

“i can’t believe you,” you chide, chest heaving because of the anger that bubbles within. “we’re seriously doing this again?”

at your nagging, your werewolf boyfriend stares down at you with what you could best describe as an unimpressed look his eyes. the slits that have replaced his pupils dilate sideways, eating up most of the yellow iris before relenting and thinning back to their original size again.

“keep still and it’ll be okay,” he grumbles, agitation lacing his already gruff, animalistic voice, causing it to sound even more dangerous than it already does. he doesn’t want to come across as mean or inconsiderate, especially when you’re so vulnerable and split open for him like this, but he knows your constant squirming may cause pain for the both of you.

“you’re gonna kill me like this, you know,” you mumble, stubbornly turning your head to the side when he leans in to kiss you. “gonna lose your mate just because you’re one greedy motherf—f-fuck!”

he huffs a laugh that sounds like thunder at your stutter, at the way you pretend to refuse him even if he can feel your pussy clamping down on him tighter, tighter, tighter when the knot finally does its job and stuffs you full completely, locking itself inside you yet again.

your inner thighs are still tacky. his cum and your arousal that have dribbled out of you after the first time are still drying, and here he is: already planning on spilling another load inside you. already thinking about plugging you and keeping you submissive until the seed sticks, just like he did earlier.

it’s his favourite part, especially because the face you make whenever the warmth of his release pools inside your belly is absolutely priceless.

however, nothing, absolutely nothing beats the face you pull when he sneers, gets real close to your ear and whispers,

“the only thing i’m gonna do is make sure you’re pregnant with my pups, sweetheart.”

[amourtoken]

Aaaand here I am again with something that's been rotting my brain since I read your breeding kink inhuman Vessel fic

Cryptid!Vessel trying to take off your panties but his claws get stuck in the lace and he tangles his long fingers in the fabric until he finally just tears through them and rips them off like it's nothing. It's not his fault your human clothes got in the way of where he was going 🥺

GOD I've been thinkin abt this since yesterday I've missed my boy :((( (I'm also sorry in advance if any of his details change I'm pretty sure I remember everything right but I've wanted to tweak a few things anyway so forgive me 😭)

He's not the most dexterous creature that's for sure. Sometimes you wonder how he ever survived on his own with how clumsy he can be, but going from the freedom of an entire multiple mile long span of forest to a two story house with an uncomfortably low cieling and many fragile objects to be wary of inside is probably a bit jarring so you try to understand.

Nonetheless if he wants something, he's gonna find a way to get it one way or another and he's been trying so hard to be gentle and it's just not working. He's frustrated, not even sure why human beings wear all these excess articles of clothing anyway. It's beautiful on you, the lace hugs your soft curves just right but it's complicated, delicate, and truthfully annoying. This would probably be easier if he were in a more human like form but you specifically requested that he stay how he is for tonight so of course he'll oblige. It's easier on him anyway.

His long fingers tangle and catch in the lace and straps of your lingerie and he's almost starting to feel claustrophobic for you, you're strapped into this clothing (if you can call it that really as little as it covers) like some kind of maze in his eyes. All he can think of is how badly he wants to bury his face between your legs and eat you like he's starved, fucking a few orgasms out of you with his long tongue before even thinking about filling you up like he promised. You taste too sweet to stop at just one. He's becoming a little too impatient, huffing dramatically and resting his face on your thigh with his fingers still tangled up in your outfit like a trap.

Ves resorts to kissing and licking at your pussy through the thin lace, making a slick mess of the fabric in no time. He's happy to finally get an inch closer to you, but fuck this stupid material is in his way and blocking how he really wants you. His sharp teeth catch at the lace and he decides he's had enough, ripping the entire set nearly to shreds just to free your body from it and drag what's left down your legs to throw off to a random corner of your room. You'll worry about replacements later.

The sound he makes once your skin is finally unobstructed from his touch has your cunt clenching around nothing, not for long of course. You get almost no warning as his hands grip your hips (spanning from the tops of your thighs nearly to the top of your ribcage with how large they are) and he lifts them off the bed just enough to get the perfect angle to thrust his tongue into you entirely. Some prep would've been nice but the stretch is fucking heavenly. If your head wasn't thrown back against the pillows you'd be able to see all 6 of his eyes focused directly on you from under his mask, he's always been adamant about watching you unravel for him so he can take notes on how to better pleasure you (but really he just loves watching his girl melt for him. It makes him feel wanted. Needed.)

[st6rly]

self care.

info : moze x gn!reader, fluff, semi-hurt/comfort if you squint, scenario warnings : mention of killing & feeling inhuman, joke abt the intimacy of killing so slightly suggestive but nothing is actually explicitly explained or done notes : the tense is all over the place but i’ve done so much character studying of moze, i just needed to get this off my brain. tbh idk what i was even getting at with this anymore i just blanked 😹.

as inhuman as he might feel, there is no doubt that moze is mortal to the bone when he melts into your touch. it’s weird to be treated so kindly, your hands smoothing lotion over freshly washed skin, unfazed by the scars and unsightly mess that he is.

he rarely talks during these times. he doesn’t need to.

“this mask will keep your skin soft.” you start to smear a dollop along his forehead. “jiaoqiu recommended me some herbs to use”—a chuckle—“but i had lingsha double check the list beforehand.”

soft is not what moze would use to describe himself. it is not something he’d consider, built with calloused hands and eyes that have seen too much. you seem to disagree. the delicate way you handle him is as if he were porcelain, a cup that could shatter with a rough wind.

his fingers twitch. the wraps around his arms are peeled away with care, gloves having been discarded to the side king ago. every bit of skin revealed is met with a soft kiss, the press of your lips lighting his nerves.

“your hands are really pretty,” you mumble against his knuckles, catching his eye with a cat-like smirk. “shame you always cover them.”

“… it would be unwise to kill with bare hands,” he deadpans.

“true… can’t have you being intimate with others on the job.”

moze chokes on a breath, the slight flush of his ears the only give away to his surprise. “what… do you mean by that?”

“getting close and personal, skin to skin, intimate.” you nod as if that makes sense. it doesn’t. not to him at least.

the shadow guard levels you with a blank look, watching you continue on with your shared night routine as if nothing happened. it’s quiet for a while. moze is broken from a daze when you step back. curling his fingers into loose fists, he stares down at at the rough hands once concealed by his uniform.

“… thank you.” it’s quiet, a plea if anything for you to read between the lines and the unsaid. his eyes are soft at the corners. you kiss them, because of course you do.

“always.”

[wheeboo]

RANIAAAA hru? I hope you're well💗

I have a soft thought on superman!mingyu. When you first started dating, he's just so happy and excited he forgets his own strength sometimes.

He holds the door open for you? There's a dent in his car door. He feeds u the first bite of his cooking? Best believe the spoon is bent from how nervous he is. He wants to help out dusting and vacuuming? He accidentally lifts the couch to high it knocks out your lightbullb.

He's always so apologetic and shy about it, sometimes he gets insecure and scared that even with the best of his intentions he might accidentally get you hurt. It could be thaat at a point it bothers him so much that he's teary eyed. Cause how can he be this reliable hero but also risk hurting you? But you just shake your head and kiss his pout away because when it comes to touching you.. he's always gentle.

(sure sometimes you gasp when you dont see each other for a while or his adrenaline is pumping from a recent rescue that he speeds into your arms.)

But after the first few times, Mingyu won't lunge forward for a hug, instead he opens his arms so you come to him and he'll gently cradle you. He's softer and slower and intentional when he reaches for you. Your cheeks hurt from smiling so much when he's carefully picking off an eyelash from your cheekbone. His fingers are rough from callouses but it reminds you of who he is and why he had to work so hard. So you brush your lips against his palms and just embrace him.

Idk, i feel like theres always going to be this juxtaposition of being a reliable and good super hero with abilities that can hurt others or attract others to hurt you. 🤧But he really does try and thats all that matters to you💗

Hiii TOMO !!! and i've been doing fineee how have u been lovely 🫶🫶

STOPP you're so right!!! i've already mentioned how he would totally underestimate his super strength abilities and overall just being this goofball in a muscular man's body yk 😓

there will for sure be lil dents and cracks in both of your homes from his clumsy shenanigans 😭😭 STOP THE SPOON BEING BENT i could just imagine the food falling off the spoon when he's trying to feed you and he gets all shy abt it HAHA

he would definitely be so shy and apologetic abt it :(( the thought of hurting you hurts him, makes his poor lil heart ache if that happens. there are definitely instances throughout the relationship where he believed his heroic identity and obvious inhuman abilities would be the downfall of your relationship, yet it's so hard to imagine a life without you in it, and the kiss you leave to his lips after he spills that to you makes him nearly forget all about it. so that's why he's always cautious when it comes to you, always tries to let you do the first move in initiating affection even though he wants to do that too. he would be so so sweet, gentle, and soft whenever he's admiring you in more intimate situations 🥺

sometimes he may accidentally squeeze you a lil too hard or even picking you up by surprise while he's flying back home 😔

but he for sure makes mental notes about it. would place a nervous hand at your hips if he wants to backhug you, open his arms for you to fall into his embrace after noticing you've had a hard day at work, and overall just make you feel loved and cherished. and whenever the comfort and protection of his arms swallow you whole, you can't help but admire him too--over the small cut you notice at his lips from a very difficult battle that would fade away in time, the callouses at the tip of his fingers, while listening the sound of his steady heartbeat in your ear <3

there definitely is a big juxtaposition with being a superhero with the ability to hurt others too :(( but like you said... he tries because he loves you and has so much love to give, and that's all that matters 🥺