#allowed to feel it. im not allowed to talk abt it in the way i want. bc im afraid no one cares as much as me in the same way. bc when i

[ratmillkk]

Hi jade, I love your work!!

Would you be comfortable writing about reader being chased and what might follow once they're caught 😼 the circumstances are entirely up to you!

I'd love to see Tim and/or Brian, or EJ 🖤

Thank you you're great!!

she a runner she a trackstar 🤩 here u go bb! im a lil insecure abt this one cus i randomly got writers block in the middle? it was so odd but i wanted to finish it so bad so i did. i hope u enjoyyy

Runner (Eyeless Jack X F! Reader)

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𝐂𝐖: 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐦, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 ((𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠)) 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟑.𝟐𝐤

𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶ ✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶ ✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶ ✶⋆.˚꩜

The moon hung overhead on the treetops. Its rays shone down on you like a gentle night light in a cozy room. You always took walks at midnight out in the forest every single night, it provided you a moment of silence in the chaos that was your life at the mansion. The relentless fights, screaming and sometimes full blown brawls would break out at random. It was rare to see everyone getting along, and you just needed a break from it. You needed the quiet serenity of the woods. The way the breeze gently grazed your face and your hair flowed along with it, the rustling of the greenery around you, animal steps and slight squeaks of squirrels or birds around you provided the comfort you needed.

The one person who you didn't mind, was Jack. He didn’t bother you, did not stir up any trouble. He was the one to break up the fights if anything, and for some reason you felt some sort of respect for him. The two of you never spoke, never interacted but he knew of you, and you knew of him. Though, despite never having talked, he was always around.. Always lurking around a corner, any time you turned your head he would be there, just silently watching. You didn't mind.. Not one bit. It kept you feeling safe in a way..

Your feet crunched atop the leaves and branches as you kept yourself steady on the path, but you couldn’t help that this time, you felt a pair of eyes on you. It was too often of an occurrence to alarm you though, so you trekked on silently as if you hadn't noticed anything at all. Your focus turned to the sounds around you, trying to distract your growing paranoia that seemed to stubbornly lodge itself in your throat.

That feeling was rare, the paranoia, the impending feeling of danger. You were always vigilant and observant, always scanning for potential signs of trouble, but this time everywhere you looked was completely clear of any indications. It didn't do anything to curb your sense of fear that rose in you with every step.

You came upon a small creek, one you frequently visited for the calming nature of it. You huffed a sigh as you sat with your back against a tree, it helped you feel less vulnerable, less exposed. You adjusted your shoes to fasten against a rock, allowing you to slightly curl into yourself for a little extra false sense of security. You thought about him, he never left your mind entirely, despite every time you would move on, he always came circling back. Jack..

You had memorized his favorite spots to stand, in corners, behind doors, anywhere that it wasn't blatantly obvious he was watching, but you still noticed anyway. How could you not? His tall.. muscular body leaned against a wooden doorframe.. Biceps visible when he would adjust his position. You shook yourself out of daydreaming.

The water trickled next to you on your right, just close enough for you to stick your hand in it, wading absentmindedly now while minnows and moss tickled your fingers. It's cold feeling made you shiver slightly, but it was nothing compared to how your bones nearly leapt out of your skin when you heard a branch crack beside you. It knocked you fully back into reality.

You froze entirely, hand still in the water while your head snapped in the direction of the crack. You analyzed what you remembered of it, its sound was not too far but close enough to raise an alarm that wailed in your brain. It told you to get up, to get out and run back to the mansion, but you were still. You were entirely a statue as your ears scanned once more for any sort of sign. The water, the leaves rustling with the slight wind, but nothing else for a slight moment.

Then, out of your peripheral, a dark figure moved across the treeline. It was fast, so fast it was almost inhumane. You were quick to scramble to your feet while using the tree as a crutch to keep your shaking legs stable. The figure was gone, only for a moment before you noticed it again swiping through, only closer. The size of it was gargantuan, you couldn't give an accurate estimate due to the sheer speed of it, but it scared you enough to immediately start bolting.

The sighting was to your left, so you had no other choice but to cut through the river. Your feet were heavy as they crashed through the waves, shoes filling with water as the splashing wettened your pants and trickled upon your shirt. Your hands were fully waving and thrashing as you had to keep your balance against the strength of the current that threatened to sweep you off your feet.

What happened next fully formed your fear into full blown panic, your feet were swept out from under you, a slippery rock caused your fall plus the currents relentless pressure on your shoes sent you crashing into the river. With a yelp you were head under. The waters deafening splash and jolting chill had your body aching for warmth, you scrambled to hold onto a branch, a rock or something to keep you from further being pulled down the shore but the only thing you could feel was moss covered rocks that slipped from your grasp faster than you could grip.

Your head broke the surface, your back scraped along the sharp rocks below you as you sucked in through your teeth in pain. From afar, you could see a large tree branch sticking out from the side of the shore, you were far away enough to prepare yourself and when you got there, you grabbed it. While hoisting yourself up you swore you saw it again… The figure that loomed from afar. You could see it better this time. It was tall, dark, but no defining features that led you to identifying the person. Nonetheless you started running against the shoreline.

Your body was just too heavy to be able to run properly due to the weight of your drenched clothing, so you shed your jacket, shirt and shoes and kept running towards the direction of the mansion. A pair of footsteps pounded behind you, causing your breath to hitch as you pushed past branches and bushes to hopefully lose it by obstructing your body with the shrubbery.

It was no use, you heard the cracks and rips of the wood and leaves behind you. Whatever this thing was, it was strong, so strong it could tear the thick branches off with a single swipe, all while running as fast as you were. You could only push them aside.

Your lungs burned for air, you were so frightened tears stung your eyes and pooled at the bottom of your lash line. You could feel your feet aching with every stride and your face was now adorned with scratches and bruises from the branches you missed with your haphazard swipes. Your jeans chafed against every part of your legs in a painful rash that started forming, but you had to keep going. There was no room for rest now.

And this thing was gaining on you, fast. You could feel the looming doom hanging over your head, thick and inescapable. You thought surely that this was it. This was the end of everything, and you would never see the light of day again.

It was a mistake to look over your shoulder, because when you did you saw it. Him. A blue mask with black tar like liquid seeping from the eye holes, entirely black outfit with thick boots meant for trekking the wilderness on his feet. He had to have been out here intentionally, whether he was seeking you out, or seeking out some other person. You knew he was actively looking for prey.

You knew who it was now though, at least that much calmed the inner storm of nausea about to take action. Though it still made absolutely no sense as to why he was after you and you specifically. Was he hunting..? Was he in a state of mind where he was so consumed with primal hunger he didn't care who it was that he caught? Or did he just want you..?

Your questions were short lived, unable to be asked once you felt a sudden tug on your hair. He yanked your neck back and your body followed with a thud to the ground. Jack was now above you, silent, brooding, straddling you loosely with his gaze piercing. Even though he had no eyes, it was nonetheless obvious where his attention was, those black sockets held deepness, and intimidating energy that consumed you once you made eye contact.

He knelt above you, and harshly took hold of your hair. He was still so eerily silent you couldn't tell what his intentions were for a moment, but then you remembered when you overheard the others whispering just before you left the mansion to come here, that it was his mating season. Your heart dropped into your stomach, now knowing what was coming.

“Jack- why-“

He just slowly, yet firmly placed a hand over your mouth, a soft, deep “Shhh” filled your ears as he leaned down closer to you. His back arched inward, hovering over you like a beast about to devour its prey. His left hand fisting your hair, his right on the side of your head, and his legs on either side of your knees. Jack was so big he could cover you entirely if someone were to look from above. You felt like a bunny in the clutches of a lion.

The smell of your flesh is what he was consumed by right now, he raised his mask over his nose to where you could see his sharp teeth and chiseled face scarily close to you. A black mass emerged from his mouth, you didn't know what it was until you felt the slick warmth of it lathering saliva over your face while he deeply smelled you. Your spine shivered as a low growl rumbled from his chest, vibrating your ears and making your breath pick up in anticipation.

Your hands shook as they clawed at the ground. The smell of your fear filled his nostrils in a thick cloud that was so dense it could be cut with a knife, that made his hunger ravenous, but he didnt break, not yet.

“You’re frightened” He rumbled.

You just swallowed, the sound of his voice like a bass boosted speaker in your ear as you felt his teeth nibbling on the lobe. “I won't hurt you unless you ask for it, I’ve been watching you closely, and I need— I need to have you. If you don't want it I’ll walk away right now but tell me. Do you want this”

You had known about his slight obsession with you, the way he always seemed to lurk around and observe you. You liked it.. You never spoke to him about it or confronted him for one simple fact. You wanted him as well. You knew though, that he wouldn't be the same as a one night stand with random men like you were used to. You knew this was a feat much larger than you could anticipate, but alas, you couldn't say no to the opportunity ahead. You just nodded in response

“No” He barked “Say it out loud”

“Yes,”

“Why”

You swallowed “I know you’ve been stalking me. I know you’ve been following me for weeks now, you think I can't notice you hovering nearby whenever I’m out of my room back home? You’re always close.”

“Yeah? And what do you think of that?” He kept tracing the outline of your ear with his tongue when he wasn’t speaking.

“I- I like it”

He rumbled, pressing himself against you with a low growl

“Just stay still,” He said. His voice was entirely flat, entirely void of any emotion, any kind of fluctuation or infliction. You froze exactly where you were as he grew rougher with how he touched you. His tongue now slithered its way into your mouth, it was so thick you might as well have had a full cock in your mouth, you could feel your jaw muscles straining with every pump of it.

He growled at the taste of you, his ravenous stature intensified and he took his claws to rip your bra clean off of you. You gasped when the pop of the fabric sounded in your ears, and the cool air against your damp tits made you shiver. A sharp sting filled your senses when you felt a hand slightly slice open your inner thigh. You almost regretted your decision to let him, but the scent of your blood in the open air hit his nose and you now had no time to react.

You found yourself hoisted up by the legs so fast you couldn’t comprehend what exactly happened. You barely were able to process it before his tongue shoved into your cunt, stretching it wide open. You let out a wail as you threw your head against the soil and arched your back. You looked up at him, your legs were over his shoulders and he had taken his mask off completely. Your mouth agape with full blown screams escaping while you saw from ahead of you, four other tongues that slithered their way out of his mouth.

Your eyes widened, only to be met with one tongue on your clit, one inside you and one licking up the blood he had drawn from the scratch. You were reeling with overstimulation already and you hadn't even cum yet, your body shook and convulsed with the pain and pleasure tearing through your core as he pumped, and licked you up like a feast.

The branches and rocks under you cracked as you instinctively tried to push away a little from his aggressive manner, but he yanked you back where you were. You were noisy, and painfully pathetic under him as he devoured you.

Your blood was fuel to the fire, it wasn't enough to just taste your gummy walls, he had to taste all of you. He shoved his tongue in so far into you, his teeth were now resting on your puffed lips. You could see he was resisting somehow, you hated it. The way his hands were digging holes into your ass as he held you up, the way his eyebrows knitted together in restraint.

“Jack— please—please—” You couldn't even talk, you couldn't get out what you wanted to say in the slightest but somehow he knew, and that's when he broke.

He chomped down on your cunt, teeth piercing just the lips as you let out a wailing cry, his tongue was still in you, vigorously pumping in and out but when the blood hit his tongue, he ripped himself off of you, and flipped you onto your stomach. He took a claw and pierced your shoulder, pulling you back up to where your back met his chest, and without warning, or even noticing that he had taken his cock out of his pants, you felt an unexpected thrust of pure thick muscle tear your pussy open.

“Yeah.. Ohh- oh- god-“ He let his head roll back, taking your soft insides all encasing his dick in slick.

You gasped so loud it was basically a shriek, and you exhaled with a loud scream as he held you in place and started thrusting into you. It was so much, too much to handle, but you couldn't help but feel euphoric all the same with his absolutely monstrous dick literally ripping your body in half.

You didn't know it but blood was dripping out of you, lathering his cock in a way that acted almost like lube as his thrusts grew harder. The tongues were absolutely nothing in comparison to this, you could handle the tongues but this. This was something entirely out of your realm of expectations.

The sting of your shoulder intensified when he ripped his claw out of it and held your jaw in his hands. Your knees were hovering over the ground as his thrust knocked the air out of you, knocking involuntarily cries, screams and pained moans out of you. They weren't fast, but oh so incredibly hard. You felt your clit throbbing while his thrusts never faltered, slowened or softened. He was in a pure vitriolic state of predatory hunger.

“Fuck—“ He rumbled into your ear before licking down your neck, and piercing his teeth through your shoulder. You gasped when he began tearing a small piece of your flesh off, swallowing it whole. You heard him groan your name, and pick up his thrusting pace while sticking his teeth back in you after he savored that bite. Your little whimpers and cries made him so feral he was now fully biting your skin, jaw digging his teeth into your flesh with thrusts gently knocking them out and back in over and over.

He looked absolutely animalistic, you could see his ruffled brown hair in your peripheral, his eyebrows raised and sockets wide. It made you melt, seeing him need you so badly like this. You were clawing at his arms, one wrapped around your waist and one holding your jaw like he was afraid of you running. Your nails dug into him so hard you worried you were the one who was injuring him, but to him it was nothing more than a bee sting.

You heard his growls grow into errading snarling, he pulled his teeth out and whispered to you “Look at you, I knew you could take it” He licked your ear, leaning to bite it and sink his teeth in, he took a chunk and swallowed. The pain was overwhelming you, but before you could ask him for any sort of relief, you found yourself shoved to the ground again. Your stomach hit the soil, and you yelped with the air that knocked out of you.

The sting of his claws running down your back was all you could feel aside from his cock ramming into your pussy. You could feel your vision fading in and out from the bombardment of your senses.

“J-Jack”

He smacked your ass, other hand lodged into your back “Shut up” He barked as you suddenly felt your core tighten. “Oh god-“ he said “You’re so fucking tight- Ohh fuck” he smacked your ass again and out of nowhere, you came. A sudden rush of fiery pleasure ripped through your abdomen so intense you were whining, convulsing under him, and pussy squeezing around his cock.

You could hear his growls and groans rapidly growing louder. He almost laughed from how good you felt, almost like he was in disbelief entirely. “What the fuck—“ he growled through gritted teeth as pushed into you one final time, you felt your cunt become filled up by hot, thick cum that made your chilled skin feel just a bit warm. You were shaking, still coming down from your orgasm when you felt him pull out. Your hole was gaping, and you felt the air circling inside you when your cunt had been emptied.

He was heaving for air like a dog in the heat, he circled you after putting his dick back in his pants, and knelt in front of your face, “Worth it..?”

You couldn't speak, you could only let out a weak squeak as your brainless body tried to help itself up.

“I take that as a yes”

[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.

[clumsypuppy]

i feel like im not making any sense but does anyone else feel like there are stories that let u run with them and ones that spell everything out for you

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[phagodyke]

aouuugh my uterus......

[astralmarionette]

im currently writing an atsugawa (I hate the name shin soukoku or whatever I'm sorry but I'm actually not. also I cannot pronounce soukoku {this is the real reason I don't use soukoku}) and I don't even ship it lmaoo

[j-esbian]

i’ve gotta admit that, 4 years in, im still real fucking tired of people who act like Everyone In the World Had To Stay Home 24/7 when the covid pandemic started, bc as best as i can tell, that was mostly like. white collar workers and students

[technikki]

so desktop tumblr decided a small unintrusive messaging window that matched the colors of whatever blog you were talking to was too fun and replaced it with a colorless box that takes up a third of the space on my dash and is, in fact, so large that the notifs/settings/asks/whatever bar covers both the url of the person (who cannot be identified through unique blog colors anymore) and the x i need to click to close the window. yes this is surely a good and needed change and our most pressing area of concern among this site’s many issues. to close the window you need to either load a different page or open someones blog on your dash to remove the top bar and click the x. weee need your money to continue bringing you the changes that really matter like this one. try our new game where you give us real-life money for our crab pngs and see how many you can summon to make the remaining 2/3rds of your window completely unrecognizable you piece of shit

[illithiddies]

The bg3 fandom is so big and active rn I can't imagine there aren't at least a few servers out there that put like... a reasonable limit on the sort of dark content that can be discussed in it while still also allowing nuanced and mature discussion about it, especially considering the game's canon topics.

It's such a bizarre delicate balance but there has to be something right?

[bandomgay]

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[ney-s]

i wish you were with me

[arolesbianism]

I'm feeling absolutely insane abt the staliens again. There's smth so deeply wrong with all of them <3

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[friendlessclown]

i love blood girl so much