#but I’d still like to see him the costume.. 🤤

[funeralpartyclown]

To continue on from my post from yesterday.. sorry for this I cannot stop. Gross warning ig

Dale having you strapped down to something.. a medical table of sorts maybe. Thick leather straps tightened around all your limbs. Big shiny table of sharped tools right in your veiw on purpose. Running the cold hard metal of giant blades down your exposed flesh, or even better having you blindfolded so all you can hear is the clink of steel and having no idea what he’s about to do or where he’s going to put it and violently shaking in anticipation.

I need him to hurt me SOOO bad and look at me covered in blood like the interrogation scene. Pretty red to contrast against all the white. Rip my guts out while I’m conscious like the repo man so I can watch!!!

Sitting with him watching your missing report on the news with his nails raking against your flesh while he whispers to you all the ways he’s gonna abuse you!!!!!

Being in public with him would be awful he’s in your ear the entire time trying to get you as worked up as possible. Absolutely no shame, groping you whenever he feels like it. Now you have to be seen walking around with him while he’s hard and he would not even try to hide it.

[whatitshouldvebeen]

i just think johnny in a modern setting as ghostface… i’d fight him but god i’d fold so bad

He'd be so intimidating too. 🤤 His height, thick arms, and—as someone who often admires the way Johnny walks—swagger would make him the sexiest Ghostface ever.

I don't know if Johnny would fit the mold of being a horror movie enthusiast, however. As someone with a superiority complex, he'd likely be so pissed at the plot holes and obvious mistakes that killers make he'd struggle to enjoy watching.

Also, I believe Johnny doesn't want to cover himself. He likes people he kills to know he's the one killing them. To see his face as the last thing they ever see (hence how he spins the victims around to face him in all his executions).

But still, the idea of a man like him being under the costume is undeniably hot 😍

[rukunas]

Rue I just saw that Sugar Daddy Nanami post you made and 😍🥰🥵🤤😳😜😘 LIKE OOOFFF I LOVE POWERFUL MEN!!!! I hope Ramadan and school is still going okay for you ❤️. Since the sugar daddy topic was brought up I’d like to thrust an idea into that wonderful brain of yours to simmer until you can either just make a lil HC or write it cuz I think it’s really fitting for you!

What if... you make a Naoya Sugar Daddy fic but instead of him domming like everyone expects him to he’s actually secretly paying you to be HIS DOMINATRIX!!!! Like man pretending to control you in the streets, when you actually got that iron grip on that dick in the sheets LOL! Degredation, dumbification, pegging like RUIN THAT MAN AND TAKE HIS WALLET 😍🤚🏽! Just an idea for you babe you’re amazing as usual love everything you put out 🥺❤️

i like how you think bae... (also ily sm <3 ramadan and school are going well 😁)

warnings: fem dom!reader, pegging mention, name-calling, misogynistic themes

Sugar Daddy Naoya who needs to pick a bride. His older brothers are telling him that he needs an heir immediately, so with a scowl, he sifts through folders of eligible women, continuously scoffing because ‘This one is too ugly’, ‘This one is too old’, ‘This one is too manly’.

Sugar Daddy Naoya who has no complaints when he sees your lovely face printed on the paper, gleaming in confidence and youth with a reserved smile on your face. He still frowns, though, as he passes the photo to his brothers. “She’s good enough.”

Sugar Daddy Naoya who buys a closet filled to the brim in the kimonos made of the softest silk and polished wooden sandals. What else does a woman need? He wonders as he spends hundreds on make-up products, confused by the difference between full coverage foundation and light coverage foundation. He doubts women are smart enough to know the difference, but he buys both anyway.

Sugar Daddy Naoya who meets you for the first time on your wedding night. Your eyes refuse to meet his without blushing a deep red, your hands fidgeting with your dress. But you do gaze up at him in awe at noticing the ring— a rock on your finger that quite frankly deserves its own gravitational force with how giant it is. Naoya smirks at your expression— Sweetheart, I’ll show you something big.

Sugar Daddy Naoya who expects you to be a timid thing in bed, just like the shy doll you were at the ceremony, but you’re on top of him before he even gets a chance to speak. “I’ve heard all about you, Zenin.” You whisper as you tug on his hair and trace his jawline. Naoya realizes your early shyness was all an act. “You just need a woman to tame you, don’t you?”

Sugar Daddy Naoya who is forced to lay on the bed as you ride him, who whines when you tease him by sliding his cock against your folds without pushing it in. “Gotta beg for it, Daddy. Think you can do that for me?”

Sugar Daddy Naoya who pleads like his life depends on it, tears brimming his eyes when you finally take his cock in your tight cunt in one swift motion. He gasps and moans when you keep switching up the pace. And when he’s so close, you come to a halt. “Puh- please!” He’s crying now, a dumb slut undone by a woman, begging for release. He’s lucky to have married someone as merciful as you, who strokes his stiff length in your soft palms until he cums all over his stomach.

Sugar Daddy Naoya who is absolutely whipped for you since that night. Here’s his credit card, spend whatever you’d like— go ahead and buy Naoya some pretty toys. “Ooh, a strap-on would be nice!” You gleam. Naoya doesn’t care that you’re spending his Zenin clan money on costumes for him to wear while you peg him, doesn’t mind his new role as your whore. He swears that you have some sort of cursed technique that makes him submissive in your presence, but the thought evaporates into dust when the two of you are alone, him bending to your rules without a second of hesitation.

Sugar Daddy Naoya who’s forced to worship his wife. He can’t be a misogynist anymore, not when he has you.

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i like how no one has requested to have naoya tagged... it’s what the sexy incel deserves