#black mirror 6

[lasaraconor]

[eddiiemvnson]

rory culkin in black mirror got me acting up

BARK BARK, WOOF WOOF

[maybewecanrun]

mazey day was good, y’all just didn’t get it

[k1ll3rh0rr0r]

Uhm I saw a need for kappa requests. Bro. I need the most mond bottling toe curling smut for male reader

oh hell yeah, i can finally use an idea i’ve been thinking about for the past 3 hours😎

incorporating my hometown into a fic. sadly don’t live there anymore.

𝓑𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓒𝓵𝔂𝓭𝓮

kappa x male!reader

mdni, nsfw below the cut

warnings; reader is a literal psychopath which is fair because kappa is too, masochism/sadism, dom/sub undertones, degradation + praise, dom!reader because why not.

tag list; @iiheartsai

It was sunny that day, June 12th 1969. Warm as can be. It was unusually muggy than what you were used to, as Kappa insisted to drive down to good old Louisiana to find more of his ‘special ones,’ his followers called themselves that at least. It’s just kind of catchy to say, Kappa would say whenever you’d ask.

Driving down an interstate known as I-10, heading away from New Orleans and towards Baton Rouge, you had to drive over the Bonnet-Carre Spillway. Kappa seemed to know where he was going, you thought to yourself. Which was weird, you never would have guessed he knew the small town you were in this well.

“What town’re we in again? ‘Lay-pause’?” You asked, feet on the dash. Kappa burst out laughing as you pronounced the town’s name.

“Doll, it’s pronounced ‘Luh-Plass’. I own a small place down here.” The raven-haired man explained, turning on to the off-ramp to actually enter this small town.

LaPlace was in a parish known as St. John the Baptist, a population of only 18,439 people throughout the 229 square mile providence.

Driving down the off-ramp, the pair made a right, proceeding to drive until they hit an old gravel road. There were sudden sounds of cicadas, Kappa quickly started to roll up his window on the van. You, not noticing, kept the window down. Too busy admiring the view of the swamps to notice why your partner rolled his window up.

Suddenly, giant cricket-like creatures tried jumping in through the window. Freaking out, you quickly rolled it up as Kappa laughed his ass off. “Why the fuck didn’t you warn me?”

“It’s not my fault you didn’t roll up the window when you heard the chirping.”

“Yeah, well you knew!” You huffed, folding your arms. Then it caught your eye.

There was a small cabin overviewing the lake that you had just driven over, Kappa said it was Lake Ponchatrain. You looked at the sign under the stop sign, “Peavine Road”

“Weird ass fuckin’ name for a road,” you muttered with a snicker. The both of you quickly pulled into the driveway, Kappa seemingly happy. He usually was, or at least, had a facade of happiness. But this seemed genuine. Snapping out of your thoughts, Kappa had exited the van and was opening the door for you to get out. “Thanks,”

“No problem, Doll. I unlocked the door while you were in La-La land.” He smiled softly, lifting your hand to his mouth and pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. You exited the vehicle and grabbed your backpack out of the back, turning to walk inside of this seemingly nice lake house.

You stepped in, setting your bag on the floor. It seemed you had entered through the kitchen door. It was a nice little house, but looked like it hadn’t been touched in nearly 30 years, as photographs dating back to 1940 hung on the walls. Walking into the living room, there was a baby picture on the wall. It hit you like a brick, this was the home that you’d been born in.

You were only able to recognize this as the house because of the living room layout. It struck you as odd, you remember when the house caught fire when you were five. You looked at Kappa, who was standing behind you, furrowing your brows.

“After you told me about it I did some research,” Kappa began. “I wanted you to feel at home. With me.” The blue-eyed man smiled softly, tears welling up in your eyes.

“Kap, I’d always feel at home when I’m with you, wherever we are.” You muttered, your lover placing his hands on your waist as he approached.

“I know, Sugar. Just thought you’d feel more at home here.” He hummed, pressing his lips to yours.

It was a soft, sweet kiss that quickly turned heated; teeth clashing against teeth. Kappa pushed you back on to the couch, straddling your lap. He could still taste the stale whiskey on your breath from the night before, it drove him wild.

Within moments, you had Kappa pinned under you as he rutted his hips against your own, the friction driving you both wild. You unbuttoned his pants, his hard cock now free and throbbing. With a smirk, you sat up. “Why don’t you help me out here, huh, Kap?”

Kappa sat up as far as he could, his eyes glossed over as he fiddled with the button on your jeans. After a minute or two, he manages to get your own cock free from the confines of pants.

You sat back, pulling the cult leader to your lap and spit on your hand to lube yourself and Kappa up, making sure it wouldn’t hurt too bad at first.

Guiding him by his hips, he rode you slowly; grunts and whines escaping his throat like a symphony. “Good boy, takin’ me so well.” You praised.

Kappa reached a hand down to take himself in his fist, nearing an orgasm already. You yourself were feeling the coil tighten in your stomach. “Damn, Kap, since when are you this quiet? Not talkin’ back for once?” You teased.

“Shut up and let me cum, asshole.”

“Hm, I guess I could. Then again, you’re being a dick.”

“You’re the one who wanted me to!” Smack. You got him with enough force to not actually bring any harm to him, but it shut him up.

“If you’re gonna be a smartass, I can just finish myself off and make you sit there with a hard on for the rest of the night.” You grunted. Kappa replied with a quiet ‘yes, Sir’ at some point, his eyes rolling back as you hit his prostate.

“Fuck, Kap- Can’t hold it, cum with me.” You panted. With a cry, Kappa painted both of your stomachs with his seed, you filling him up at almost the same time with a moan.

He collapsed against your chest as you both sought to catch your breath. “There better be a round 2.”

“Catch your breath, Babe. We’ll be here all night.”

[literaryspinster]

Fanart dump

I’ll start lighting these more consistently. I took the Raven and Beast Boy one in the kitchen and the Taivan one outside in natural light and those are the closest to what they look like irl

Doing a dickkory one next 😁

[princeloww]

Why is Davis from Black Mirror literally Remus Lupin ???

[ellapastoral]

This is video discusses potential issues with the sixth season of the television show Black Mirror. It explores possible reasons for negative reception and examines the episodes that were released.

[somin-yin]

S.O. and I binge watched the new Black Mirror season and we both liked the first three chapters, specially the 2nd chapter (Loch Henry, followed by Beyond the sea and Joan is awful). But the 2 last chapters kinda disappointed us, I personally liked last chapter (Demon 79) but what let us down was that they added supernatural themes to a show that covers topics about technology and its consequences. It just doesn't feel like Black Mirror anymore and we precisely like Black Mirror because it talks about those technological, futuristic, sci-fi topics. And the worst part is that nowadays there are so many things to explore about new technologies! They could have made an episode about the rapid development AI is having, I know they kinda talked about generative AI in the first episode but they could have explored more about it, for example about how in the future we won't know what's real and what's AI generated and the problems that will arise.

Either way, despite our disappointment about the supernatural themes, S.O. and I had fun binge watching it. SPOILER ALERT: In "Joan is awful", S.O. and I guessed since the beginning that they were in some kind of simulation, in "Loch Henry" I guessed since the beginning that the mom was the killer because she seemed super shady (my S.O. didn't believe me about this one at first but turns out I was right 🤷‍♀️) and lastly in "Beyond the sea", we both saw it coming that there would be something going on between the wife and the other astronaut and I called that he would kill the family. Overall we had fun having those predictions proven right 😂 and also the music was good (we tried to slow dance to that La Mer song as well) 😂

If they make more seasons, I hope they go back to the sci-fi, technological, futuristic topics instead of the supernatural ones.

[story-teller-and-books]

Uta Briesewitz really listened to that one Muse song on twilight and said I'll do you one better

[lasaraconor]

[arielmcorg]

#Netflix - Tráiler y fecha de la 6 temporada de Black Mirror

El 15 de junio, el mundo se oscurecerá. Ya que llega la sexta temporada de ‘Black Mirror’, de Charlie Brooker, con cinco historias rompedoras.La temporada más imprevisible, inclasificable y sorprendente hasta la fecha, solo en Netflix.

[fanofspooky]

Scream King - Josh Hartnett

[k1ll3rh0rr0r]

i promise i’m working on all the requests!! currently in the process of moving out of state with my mom so things’ll be a little slow.

[21stcenturywitchcraft]

PLEASE I NEED TO READ FICS OF HIM

imma need more fics about kappa right this instant.

idc if he's a batshit crazy cult leader from 1969, he's my husband 😤

[butterberg]

me defending my blorbo who everybody hates