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[destinys-dragon]

MCYTBLR AuFest 2024

This is a fic I worked on with art from @crystalrainwing. Please go and check them out because they're such a great artist!! This was for the @mcytblraufest of 2024 and it was so much fun to work on!

[despairoftheendless]

Sandman Femslash Weekend

Sunday the 15th - Night Out

In which Wanda takes Barbie out for karaoke and they both get really drunk

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@sandmanfemslashfans @thesandwomen

It had been six months since Ken left Barbie- But Wanda reminds her that this just means it's the 6 month anniversary of her ditching that dweeb and moving to the big city, Thus cause to celebrate!

So instead of laying in bed and moping Barbie gets dressed, dusts her face with glitter and follows Wanda onto a bus heading to Chinatown.

Wanda takes her to a hole in the wall Japanese karaoke bar with a sign reading THE WHITE KITSUNE in bright neon letters. They split a big plate of shrimp gyoza and do shot after shot of sake that makes Barbie's throat burn in the best way.

Once they're nice and liquored up they make their way to the karaoke machine. Wanda starts them off because she's always been the confident one. She croons out a cover of "Love is a Battlefield" and Barbie can't help but think of how beautiful her singing voice is.

Next it's Barbie's turn, she decides to be bold and selects "I Wanna Dance with Somebody (Who Loves Me)". As she sings Wanda cheers her on from the sidelines and she tells herself the warm blush growing on her cheeks is just from the sake.

Next came even more sake and a particularly off-key rendition of "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun"; After that a cover of "Like A Virgin" where Wanda nearly fell over trying to spin like Madonna. Finally to end off the night they chose a duet to "Total Eclipse of the Heart".

As they harmonized as best as their slurred speech allowed they held each other's gaze. Cool blue eyes meeting warm brown in the dim lights of their shared karaoke room.

The subway ride home was surprisingly packed for the late hour. Without a seat to flop onto Wanda opted to nestle herself into the corner as Barbie leaned weakly against a metal pole and tried not to puke.

A sudden jolt lurched Barbie off. She would've fallen to the dirty floor if Wanda hadn't been quick enough to pull her close, Placing a strong hand on her back to keep her in place.

Barbie rested her head against Wanda's chest for the rest of the ride home.

She yawned and closed her eyes, Feeling perfectly safe despite the grime and crime of the New York subway system.

It was nice knowing Wanda was around to catch her if she fell.

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

was just thinking of price punishing his younger gf, by having her naked body pressed to the floor, and her ass perched in the air, just a few feet in front of his desk. he nudges her knees apart, so he can get a better view of her pussy. and he just goes about doing whatever the fuck he does, and he has her there for hours-- her knees aching and back sore from the sharp arch that he's put her in.

john looks up from a piece of paperwork, and he can see the way her pussy flutters; see the way her stomach heaves softly, the soft pushing movement making her pussy leak; juices pooling from her hole, down her swollen folds, and then to her inner thighs. she's creamy and slick; literally dripping onto the carpet, and john is suddenly salivating. and she's been a good girl, no complaints and minimal whines and pleas-- that he can't help but push back from his chair, knocking it over in his haste to get to her.

she's too out of it to really comprehend what's happening before she's mewling out, thighs quivering almost violently as his tongue is suddenly thick and hot against her pussy. john swallows down her slick like a man starved, each curl and pull of his tongue full of her cream, and he rumbles deep in his chest like some kind of beast. his large, meaty hands grip the fat of her hips almost bruisingly as he devours her quivering cunt, her taste has him feral. she babbles mindlessly, her eyes rolled back; clit fat and stiff in his mouth.

and it takes him an hour or so to finally pull away from her pussy; she's a pile of overstimulated flesh, her plush little mouth parted and saliva dribbling down her chin, she looks like she's going to pass out but the only thing john does is push his thick, long cock into her pussy and fuck her into the carpet, her knees sliding and burning. this was a punishment after all.

[deunmiu-dessie]

werewolf!ex-boyfriend who you've been out of a relationship for the last couple of months. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who can't get over you, who doesn't want to get over you. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who becomes dangerously obsessed with you, because you belong to him, he's already laid his claim on you. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who stalks you all over town. werewolf!ex-boyfriend thinking of ways to win you back. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who becomes desperate when you move on to someone else. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who follows you home from work one night. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who drags you into an empty alleyway, covering your mouth. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who whimpers and pleads, humping against your thigh. "just the tip, that's it. you don't mind, right?" ˙◠˙

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[linpunny]

Temptations

A/N: I was in desperate need of a distraction from the current WIPS i have and I stumbled upon this while looking through my files. I must have been very deep in my Lucifer stage to write this lol. I have no memory of writing any of this almost two years ago. THE audacity of me. UNEDITED and SLIGHTLY proof read but im also two beers in and i cant be bothered.t

Reader has a kitty but no pronouns

Word count: 1511

TW: Degrading, fingering (f. receiving), slight blood play, squirting, intimidation, demon lucifer, slight sex shaming, biting, masochist reader, masochism. Sadist Lucifer if i missed anything please let me know~

Ping!

Lucifer: I’m waiting. I thought I had told you to come to my room within the next five minutes? Which was almost ten minutes ago. (Read 5:25)

Ping!

Lucifer: It’s now been ten minutes ..

(Read 5:26)

Ping!

Lucifer: I can see you’ve read the messages. Do you really wish to make me wait any longer? (Read 5:26)

You were building up the courage to knock on his door. The skin of your knuckles grew white and a bead of sweat fell from your face. Your stomach did flips as you thought of turning around and running as far as you could from the demon you feared the most.  ‘Is he going to scold me? Did I do something to disappoint Lucifer, which would then disappoint Lord Diavolo??’ You groaned at the thought.

Yet you didn’t fear Lucifer because you were scared of him. You feared Lucifer because of what he did to you when he cast his cold disapproving eyes on you. You feared the feeling of warmth that pulled in your core when he chastised you. You feared the urges that grew hotter and deeper each time he sighed your name, clearly at his wits end with you.

“How much longer do you intend to stand there?” There he stood in the frame of the door scowling as he shook his head in frustration.

His sultry voice brought you back from your forbidden masochist fantasy, your eyes wandered from his torso up to his beautiful midnight black eyes, flecks of red glowing faintly. “I-“ he didn’t even let you finish let alone begin to make up an excuse before he grabbed you by the wrist and tugged you into his room.

 “Hmm, you don’t seem to understand how little patience I have left for you.”  He released his grip on you and quietly shut the door making sure to lock it before turning his attention back to you. He closed his eyes and breathed in your scent which was filling the room. It was pure torture to him.

Lucifer couldn’t explain the maddening feeling he got when his brothers hovered around you. His blood boiled at the thought of Mammon snaking his arm around your waist and whispering sweet nothings into your ear while you giggled in response.  Bile dared to spew forth when he walked past Levi’s room and he heard your sweet voice coming from behind the door. Just the thought of you being alone with any of his brothers was enough to bring him to the edge and back. You were his undoing, but tonight you would come undone in his arms. You were going to experience just how far you had pushed him into a corner, he would make sure of that.

 he took a step towards you his eyes never leaving yours. You took a step back trying to build distance between you and the demon who was burning a hole into your soul. The pattern continued until you finally were up against a wall, there was nowhere left for you to go. “Lucifer...” you shied away from his gaze as his body loomed over yours, intimidating you. He placed his gloved hands on the wall, locking you in place.  Instinctively you flinched as a heat began to throb in your core.

“I think it’s time for you to realize just what you do to me when you flirt with my idiot brothers.” His voice was nothing more than a whisper as he palmed at your neck, feeling the profound outline of your collarbone. He craned his head down and trailed a line of kisses down your jaw line to your collarbone. He stopped when your breath hitched and smirked into your skin before harshly biting down bearing his fangs into you. Your vision blurred as tears stung your lash line straining down your cheeks.

“Lucifer!” You groaned in agony. or was it in pleasure? At this point you couldn’t tell anymore but there was a growing wetness between your thighs as he lapped at the blood from his bite. His forked tongue trailed down farther just above the collar of your shirt, cleaning the blood that had escaped him.

“This is what happens when you fraternize with demons, tiny human.”

you tried to bite back the tears streaming down your face as you looked to Lucifer. his gaze almost animalistic. A black diamond now adorned his forehead, glistening ebony horns twisted from the crown of his head, his wings hummed violently. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Lucifer..I have a pact with all of you. You’re all special to me.”

“Special.” He frowned. There was nothing special about you freely fucking his brothers while he stroked his cock each night to the thought of you. His pride swelled as his cock twitched in response to your subservient look.

 “indulge me for a moment..” he brought his right hand to your chin and  lifted your face to be level with his, his gloved thumb ran across your bottom lip. “....” Heat rose in your cheeks  as he continued, “How many of my brothers have you taken so far? If you answer correctly I’ll reward you..” his mouth was now near your ear as he breathed hotly against your lobe, “If you lie I”ll have to punish you.“ his voice was laced with seduction, soft and velvety as he tried to cox an answer from you.

The correct answer was three. Mammon, Levi and Beel.

You gasped at his question, your mind went blank. Did he know the answer? Or was he bluffing? Was Lucifer toying with you? But then again, he knew everything. He always knew everything. Either way the reward was probably just as bad as the punishment would be. Punishment or reward..? It was almost as hard a choice as choosing life or death at this point. While you loved hearing Lucifer praise you, you loved the thought of him punishing you even more. How many times had you wished he would roughly bend you over his desk and ram his dick into you, mercilessly until you couldn’t even think straight?

 you answered his question, “One.” You pressed your body against his shamelessly, waiting for his divine punishment.

 Lucifer chuckled darkly “Wrong answer my little human.” Before you could process what was happening his lips were on yours, hot and needy. Lucifer peeled his gloves form his hands letting them drop to the floor he needed to feel your heat on his skin. His hand had slowly snaked down to your skirt as he squeezed the soft flesh of your thigh, the other hand tightly wrapped around your waist. Surely you would be bruised as he dug his fingers deeper into your hips,his full weight now pushing you flush against the wall. He brushed his fingers against your aching pussy, your panties soaked from your arousal. Lucifer couldn’t believe how wet you already were for him. He slid a finger in and you moaned into the kiss, your hands skimmed his torso and found a place wrapped in his hair, tugging and begging for  more of his touch. Your walls clamped around his finger as he moved it in and out edging you closer and closer to your climax. He groaned as you rolled your hips into him, a second slender digit inserted into you, curling into your sweet spot.

“Lucifer ahh...Luci..fer!!” His name lewdly fell from your mouth over and over as he continued to work your sex, his fingers plunged in and out in rhythm while his other hand grazed the top of your waistline. He slid down down your skirt and underwear, you gasped and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth to taste the forbidden sweetness of a human. the pad of his thumb began rubbing circles on your aching clit, the wet gooey sounds of your pussy echoing in the room.

You were so fragile, so soft, so lovely. Lucifer was losing himself. He broke the kiss, watching in awe as you trembled in his grasp. “Are all humans so easy? You look as if your about to cum. How disappointing.”

You nodded as your head lulled, falling onto his shoulder. Repeatedly Lucifer fucked his fingers into the soft spongy spot that had you seeing stars, this was as close to heaven as you would ever get. The hot coil finally bursting with one final rough thrust upward causing you to see white, as you creamed around the base of his fingers, warm liquid gushing out and painting your thighs.

Lucifer smirked as he pulled his drenched fingers from your quivering cunt. “How unsightly.” He scoffed as your legs gave out finally, strong arms catching you before you could hit the perfectly polished wooden floors as he wrapped his hands under your thighs picking you up, your legs wrapping perfectly around his waist, hands looping around his neck as he carried you to his bed gently laying you down.

The rest of his punishment would have to wait, you broke far too easily tonight. Lucifer had all the time within the three worlds to train you to be his perfect little human. After all, Lord Diavolo did entrust him to take care of Devildom’s most important foreign exchange student.

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[fanfic-chan]

Tokyo Revengers Boys When You're Sick

Ft: Mikey, Draken, Takemitchy, Mitsuya, Baji, Hakkai, Chifuyu, Nahoya (Smiley), and Souya (Angry)

Creators Note: These were inspired by the fact that I am very much ill rn, and decided to write about these guys to cheer myself up! Ik it's not the typical theme of my writing, but I hope you guys will enjoy them regardless!^^

Tagging: @duckymcdoorknob @ticklish-n-stuff @nataliewritez

Mikey:

Honestly? He's not exactly the best option, but he's not the worst either.

For the most part, he's pretty chill for a caretaker, so for things like minor colds and stuff, he's actually the preferred choice for most of the gang members.

He's the type to sit and watch TV with you while you recover, and gives you ice cream or popsicles to soothe your throat. He also takes full advantage of the opportunity to make a blanket fort. Says it's to cheer you up, which is partly true.... But he also just really loves blanket forts.

He'll try to bribe you into taking medicine, but won't force you too, since he's also hesitant with taking the nasty cough syrups and pills that make you drowsy, so if it's not too bad, he might consider letting you off the hook.

Also, sorry to disappoint, but he can't cook worth a flip, so all of the chicken soup you get is gonna be from a can and cooked in the microwave. Half the time it's not even warmed up enough, but he tries his best nonetheless, and he'll keep reheating it as many times as it takes to get you to eat something.

Absolutely believes gatorade is a cure all and makes you drink a ridiculous amount of it while you're recovering. He thinks the yellow kind is a sin though and if you ask for it, he'll look at you with so much disdain in that moment that you'll wonder if he's plotting to murder you.

Overall, a great option if you're only suffering from something minor, but if you're really, really sick? Best to call someone a little more strict to put you on the right track to recovery!

Draken:

100% the mother hen of the group. I'm taking no criticism on this.

He doesn't exactly hover, but he is the type to check in on you periodically, and weaseling your way out of bed is going to be near impossible without a good excuse.

He won't take any bullcrap about medicine either, so unlike Mikey, you're not going to get much leeway with him, no matter how insignificant the illness.

If you ask him nicely, he might allow you to watch TV for a while if you're not too ill, but it comes at the cost of having to take a proper nap later.

If you have a fever though? Sorry about your luck. He might give you a book to entertain yourself but you're not getting out of that bed until your temperature is back to normal.

His style of care usually results in a lot of boredom for his reluctant patients, but on the flip side, they always recover remarkably quickly, so no one can really complain.

Takemitchy:

Takemitchy is definitely the type of guy to rush straight over with multiple bags worth of pharmacy supplies the second he hears someone is ill.

He's a bit of a nervous wreck about it, but he's actually not half bad at taking care of people when they're sick.

I feel like his adult side tends to present itself a lot more during times like this, especially with those that are really sick. It kind of baffles people how mature he sounds at these times.

He'll speak soothingly to them as he presses a cool cloth to their head, and always handles any of the tedious work involved with a smile.

His main goal is to make his patients as comfortable as he can, but he can also be surprisingly insistent when it comes to medicine and keeping them hydrated. Not Draken levels of strict, but he's not like Mikey either. He usually ends up resorting to some form of bribery.

He's a pretty good person to rely on during times like this... Except for the fact that he almost always ends up catching it too not long after... Oops.^^`

Hakkai:

He's admittedly a bit of a nervous wreck, probably worst than Takemitchy to be honest.

Given the type of upbringing he had, he's not very experienced with things like this, but he'll do his best nonetheless.

He's the type to go to the pharmacy and get at least 3-5 different types of the same medicine just to be sure he gets something you can take. The poor pharmacy workers usually have to help him pick out what he actually needs so he doesn't try to buy half the store.

Constantly calls and texts Mitsuya the entire time for advice. Eventually to the point he just comes over himself to help after he gets the fourth call wondering if he should bring you to the hospital because you sneezed a little too hard.

Once he gets the hang of things, he'd probably be pretty okay at it, but he definitely needs some practice.

He's very gentle and only wants the best for the person he's caring for, so even if he doesn't quite know what he's doing, he'll put his best foot forward regardless.

Not the best option when it comes to overall experience, but if you give him a chance, he'll do his best to help you all he can until you're better.

Mitsuya:

Andddd, the second mother hen of Toman enters the chat.

Absolutely knows what he's doing the entire time, and is probably the most knowledgeable out of all the Toman guys when it comes to this kind of stuff.

He's taken care of both his little sisters for years, so he has plenty of practice with all kinds of random colds and stomach bugs.

Has a whole arsenal of different natural remedies that he's acquired over the years to help speed up recovery and relieve symptoms.

He's pretty similar to Draken in a lot of ways when it comes to care, but he's also a little softer about it if that makes sense?

Has a bad habit of shifting into older brother mode with his patients, and will often slip up by saying his sisters' names when he's preoccupied and talking to them, running his fingers through their hair, putting on cartoons, tucking them in, humming, etc.

He often gets teased about this, but he doesn't really take it to heart and usually just laughs it off. No one really minds it anyway, and most see it as just one of his more endearing traits. Some even find it comforting, though they won't admit it.

He also doesn't get sick very easily, and rarely ends up catching anything himself, so telling him to stay away for fear of spreading it to him won't deter him much.

Maybe I'm being biased just a little, but he'd absolutely be my first choice. Mitsuya knows his stuff.

Chifuyu:

Has absolutely no idea what the heck he's doing.

He'll show up to your house with a ton of random supplies, though half of them don't even make any sense. Amongst all the saltines, soup cans, and cough syrup, there are a bunch of things that even he doesn't know why he brought them. He just packed/bought them out of panic and impulse.

"Chifuyu.... Why is there a 5lb bag of gummy bears in here?" "...You don't like gummy bears? 🥺"

That sort of thing.

Once he gets the hang of it, he's not that bad at it, but he's definitely very awkward and nervous about it.

He's somewhat hovery, but more in a distant sort of way, since he's afraid to make you feel worse. He'll kinda just watch you from the kitchen while you sleep on the couch, or he'll pop his head in your door 40 times per hour if you're in your room.

He reads the back of the medicine bottle at least seven times for fear of overdosing you.

Totally forgets to look at the front label because of it, and unintentionally knocks you out cold for seven hours with NyQuil.

He still hasn't stopped apologizing for that yet.

Baji:

Baji is.... Admittedly not the best person to call for this sort of thing.

Depending on who you are, he might even hang up when you call complaining about your cold, telling you to 'keep your germs to yourself' and to 'man up' lol.

On the off chance that he does decide to come help you out though, he'll do his best, but much like Chifuyu, he's very inexperienced at this kind of stuff

Baji is the type to ride out his illnesses the hard way, and he treats his patients no differently.

Soup? That's for wimps. Just eat a peanut butter sandwich or something.

Medicine? That's not how you build an immune system. You stomp that illness into the ground with nothing but blood, sweat, and tears.

In most cases, he'll end up having to call Draken to come bail him out cause he made the person he's taking care of cry.

His only good trait is that he's basically a walking space heater, so if you can trick or bribe him into sitting next to you, you get a heating pad that doesn't need any electricity or to be reheated.

Makes up for everything else tbh.

Souya and Nahoya:

Ultimate good cop, bad cop duo. Angry being the good cop in this situation, while Smiley is the bad cop. Ironic right?

Smiley is more the tough love type who makes you take your medicine, eat, stay hydrated, etc.

He won't admit it, but he honestly gets a bit of a kick out of watching their grossed out faces after taking medicine. It's half the reason he even agreed to this in the first place.

Angry, on the other hand, is the type that gets super empathetic about it. Super cuddly and sweet, and he's eager to do whatever it takes to help you get back on your feet.

His one problem is that he tends to get sick a lot easier than Smiley, so it usually ends with both of you being sick and being taken care of by the older twin for the last half.

Yeah. Mr. "Murder! Yay!" Is going to be you guys' nurse for the duration of your sickness. Good luck...

But at least you have someone to suffer and watch stupid shows with?...

[earlgraytay]

AWWW this is.... really heartfelt and sweet, tbh?

LOVE IS REAL AND IT IS STORED IN THE DELITES

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

STOP, PLS HOLD ON

THE THOUSANDS OF WORDS I HAVE

THE SCENE, HELP ME---- IM CLOSE BUT SO FAR 😭

Edit Note: I'm really amazed by how much love this post got. Guess it just shows we're all in the same boat. I do have other humorous writing memes on this tumblr under the same tag, if you're interested. Never give up writing! ❤️

Edit Note 2: I can't believe this has reached 8000 notes. Been on tumblr for almost ten years (different account) and nothing like this has ever happened before. Thank you! 😊

[destinys-dragon]

MCYTBLR Holiday Exchange 2023

This is my gift for @ectochoir for the @mcytblrholidayexchange. I hope you enjoy it!

[despairoftheendless]

Black eyed-Susan for Lucifer/despair or any other pairing that you feel fits!

I tried 🙈

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Black Eyed Susan - Justice - Revenge is sweet and so are you

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The Queen of Despair was dead.

Slaughter like an animal. Left to bleed on the floor like she was by a mortal of all things..

Lucifer held the railing of their balcony as they stared out at the bleak, miserable wasteland they ruled over. Despair had loved it so...

They can feel the metal denting in their grip ever so slightly.

The Twin watches them from the inside of their chamber.

Looking as disheveled as Desire possibly could. Their voice lacks its usual purr.

"So you agree that the usual punishments will be.. insufficient?"

Lucifer takes a breath;

"Yes…They deserve something.. special."

@honeyteacakes

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

john price is a loving man. john price is also a man who loves holding you in his arms, fight me if i'm wrong. since he's usually away from home for weeks, even months at a time, whenever he comes home; he drops to his knees and buries his face in ur tummy to hug u, all while ur hands run through the soft tufts of his hair.

john price, even after fucking u like an animal in heat, thick cock bruising ur cervix, and having his skilled tongue pull orgasm after orgasm from u, is a touchy man. he pulls u into his chest and asks softly about the things that have happened since he's been gone, thick fingers brushing through ur hair. he's particularly fond of ur newfound dislike for the next-door neighbor.

[connected to this post!]

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

no but it's true--- i posted those cod drabbles at like 3-4am

[deunmiu-dessie]

ⅸ▬ ⁽ 𝑔𝑜𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓃𝓈 ⁾

𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉 ♡︎ : ₂˖₇ₖ ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡

𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ♡︎ : unedited, short, gangbang (??), NSFW,  explicit content, teratophilia, goblin/human, unprotected sex, creampie, overstimulation, dubcon, rape/noncon elements, sloppy writing, rushed.

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა ʳᵃʷʳ ⁿᵒᵗᵉˢ : this is literally the shortest one-shot in the entire monster fucker series of mine, and that's because it's rushed. i didn't feel like adding plot at all either. but hey, if it got my coochie wet, it should get your coochie wet. ( feeding ya'll so you guys don't starve waiting on the dragon one-shot )

𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎 ♡︎: after the death of your brother, it's now your sole duty to provide for you and your mom--- but the woods can be a very scary place.

��male!goblins₊⊹ afab!reader꒱

"𝑀other! I'm leaving! "

Silence draped itself over the house, as if time itself had come to a halt. Your mother's voice remained absent, and the absence of anyone bidding you farewell left you with a heavy heart. A gentle sigh escaped your lips and with a tender touch, you closed the weathered wooden door, shouldering the weight of the knapsack upon your back. As your eyes met the foreboding darkness that veiled the forest, a disconcerting feeling settled within the depths of your chest.

In the absence of your brother, who had always been the pillar of support for both of you, you found yourself embracing the role of a caretaker. Your mother, overwhelmed with grief, was unable to fulfill the basic necessities of sustenance and safety. She remained motionless on the bed, her tears flowing ceaselessly, as the days and nights blended together. It was now your turn to rise above the despair and take charge, to bring solace and stability.

With a firm grip on the handle of your short dagger, you fortified your nerves and ventured into the gloomy forest, your knife clenched tightly in a state of restless eagerness. Although the weight of your backpack was as light as a feather, it bore down upon you like an immense burden. Swiftly pivoting, you remained on high alert, ensuring your guard was steadfastly upheld.

Into the heart of the sprawling forest you ventured, your footsteps dancing upon the moss-covered ground, carrying you further away from the gentle glow that had guided your way. The once comforting sense of security dissipated like morning mist, leaving you engulfed in an eerie darkness. The comforting sense of security that had embraced you earlier now vanished into thin air. 

  The path you had treaded upon vanished, leaving no trace of retreat, yet your determination remained unwavering. You pressed on, driven by the desire to reach the berries nestled amidst the dense foliage, and then eventually find your way back home.

As you ventured deeper into the woods, your brother's words echoed in your mind like a haunting melody. He warned you about the goblins, elusive creatures that supposedly roamed the shadows, waiting for unsuspecting intruders to cross into their domain. Despite the ominous tales, he assured you that they were harmless. The image of a goblin, with its peculiar shade of green and diminutive stature, danced in your imagination. How strange it was to think that such creatures existed in the same world as you, yet remained hidden from your sight.

Ever watchful, your gaze remained fixated upon the intricate engravings adorning the tree trunks. A circular insignia defiantly marked with a decisive strike, served as your guiding beacon. Hopeful, you pressed on, faithfully tracing the trail laid before you. 

As the gentle breeze whispered through the foliage, a symphony of rustling leaves enveloped the air. Time seemed to slow down as you cautiously pivoted toward the bush, your trembling hands betraying your anxious state. A surge of adrenaline coursed through your veins, igniting your nerves like a blazing inferno. 

 Suddenly, a deep growl pierced the tranquility, resonating through the very core of your being. Despite the weapon clutched tightly in your grasp, an inexplicable terror seized your heart, threatening to consume your every thought. In an instant, instinct took over, propelling you to turn swiftly and flee, your nimble form weaving through the dense forest, effortlessly evading the entangling vines and treacherous rocks that dared to impede your escape.

You're unsure of how long you've been running but the searing pain in your lungs prompted you to slow your pace, seeking refuge by leaning against a sturdy tree. Your hand brushed against a peculiar marking, distinct from the familiar circle with a slash. You look up quickly, this time, an imposing 'X' catches your eye, accompanied by a haunting message etched jaggedly below: 'go back'. A shiver runs down your spine as the unsettling awareness of being observed, hunted even, envelopes you.

In a moment of desperation, you tightly shut your eyes, as if trying to shield yourself from the malevolent forces that surrounded you and pray. Whispers of wicked laughter dance through the air, reverberating within the depths of the expansive forest. With a quick swivel, you scan your surroundings, hoping to catch a glimpse of any flicker of life amidst the shadows.

   Suddenly, a jolt of pain shot through your body, causing you to gasp. Your eyes widened as you felt a sharp object pierce your ankle, momentarily stealing your breath away. In a reflexive response, you released your grip on the dagger, allowing it to fall to the forest floor. Bending down, you gingerly extracted the needle-like object.

 Yet, as if a veil of mist had descended upon your eyes, your once clear vision became hazy and indistinct. With a determined shake of your head, you attempted to dispel the fog that had insidiously infiltrated your thoughts. Grasping the dagger once more, you struggled to regain your balance, stumbling clumsily as you rose to your full stature.

Alas, the forest floor seemed to twist and twirl in a dizzying dance before your eyes, causing you to succumb to its disorienting spell. In a sudden and unexpected motion, you found yourself sprawled on the ground, the knife slipping from your grasp and soaring away from your reach.

As the atmosphere grew thick with sinister chuckles, it became evident that you had unwittingly stumbled into the realm of the mischievous Goblins. Overwhelmed by frustration, tears of despair trickled down your cheeks, while your determination urged you to inch closer to the gleaming blade.

Suddenly, a force seized your trembling leg, causing you to cry out in fear. Frantically, you thrashed about, employing erratic kicks in a desperate bid to dislodge the mysterious grip.

 It seemed that whatever the Goblins had put on that needle was finally kicking in. Gradually, your valiant resistance waned, your feeble attempts to resist their hold proving futile. A haunting laughter reverberated near your ear, causing you to cautiously shift your gaze towards the sound, tears streaming down your face as you found yourself ensnared by the gaze of large black eyes.

Abruptly, the creature's mouth parted, emitting a series of chitters that harmonized with the surrounding Goblins, creating an otherworldly symphony of communication. You plead with them, your tears cascading down your face and finding solace in the crevices of your hairline. The Goblin closest to you inches forward, its head tilting inquisitively, while its its gaze fixated on the shimmering trails of tears.

The soft murmur of their conversation is the sole sound that penetrates the deafening thump of your heartbeat. You have no clue what they're saying but the delicate caress of a hand on your cheek offers solace as it brushes away the tears that stream down your face.

In total, it appears that there are four figures surrounding you, two positioned near your feet and one on either side. Despite the fact that they are armed, they exhibit a sense of nonchalance, keeping their weapons idle by their sides.

As you begin to relax a bit, a glimmer of hope flickers within you, and you that they perceive you as harmless and decide to leave you here. A gentle warmth caresses your cheek, prompting you to slowly turn towards its source, only to recoil in fear at the looming presence of the monstrous being.

Its mouth, without warning, descends upon yours, planting a sloppy kiss that catches you off guard. Your eyes widen in shock, and you instinctively attempt to pull away, tears welling up in your eyes.

As if in a surreal reverie, a slimy appendage gently prods against your quivering lips, the creature displaying an unsettling indifference toward your futile resistance. Abruptly, a hand gropes your breast, its jagged nails tearing through the delicate fabric.

A gasp escapes your lips, mingling with the invasive kiss, and the intruder's long and thick tongue slides down your throat effortlessly. Paradoxically, this unwelcome intrusion only serves to ignite a fierce determination within you, intensifying your struggle against its grip.

  Like a peculiar elixir, the mingling of the goblins' sweet saliva and your own descends upon your flushed cheeks. In that fleeting moment, you relinquish your futile attempts to escape their clutches. Your limbs refuse to obey your commands, and you find yourself overwhelmed by their sheer numbers. After all, if their intention was to end your life, they could easily do so, just like they had done to your brother.

 Amidst the haze that clouds your sight, you find solace in the notion that this situation could have been far more dreadful. This kiss, though not your first, stands out among the many others you've experienced from the boys in the village who seem to always disregard your lack of consent. Hell, it might be the drug affecting your thoughts, or perhaps it's the overwhelmingly sweet taste of its saliva, but you don't particularly object to your current state.

 Your eyes pop open at the sound of your bindings being ripped, exposing your breasts to the crisp breeze. Your nipples perk up and harden, as if beckoning one of the mischievous creatures to come and taste. Your thighs clench, clit pulsing as a hot mouth descends around your areola, suckling strongly, teeth delicately grazing your tender skin.

A wave of pleasure crashes over you, your moans escape into the Goblin's mouth. Your eyes remain shut, lost in a world where only the sensations matter. The impish creature, with clumsy hands, explores your other breast, teasing and coaxing your nipple. 

  You realize briefly how aroused you are, how slippery your cunt is ( so much so that it’s almost uncomfortable) and your cheeks flush in embarrassment. It's a secret that you'll hold dear forever, how these monstrous beings awaken a desire within you that far surpasses anything that men from your village could ever offer.

Riiiip

You quickly break away from the kiss, gasping for air, only to find yourself staring at the two Goblins by your feet. Your pants are torn, the hasty stitching coming undone effortlessly. Your knickers, worn and slightly tattered, had not been replaced in some time, but you always made sure to keep them thoroughly clean. 

  Your head is turned back, and before you can react, those lips are on yours once more. Your heart races as you feel your knickers being tugged down your thighs, your legs pushed up, exposing your dripping cunt.

Your pussy quivers as a rough tongue swipes across the expanse of your slit. It has you grinding wantonly against its eager mouth shamefully. The Goblin seems to like the way you taste because it grabs your thighs and heaves them over its small shoulders, burying its face deeper into your cunt, lapping excessively and for a moment you're seeing stars.

You arch your back, offering yourself up to its insistent mouth, lost in a haze of bliss. It devours you with a fervor that leaves you breathless, each lick sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. At that moment, nothing else exists but the overwhelming sensation of being consumed by pure, unadulterated lust.

Your eyes flutter closed, and the relentless flick of its coarse tongue against your throbbing clit makes you pulse needly. The kiss stops momentarily and you take that time to breathe deeply, chest heaving as the other Goblins take their time suckling on your breast and eating you out. 

A wet sensation brushes against your lips, prompting you to extend your tongue and savor the warm, bittersweet taste. With a soft moan escaping your lips, you gaze upwards, feeling your cheeks flush at the sight of the Goblin's cock hovering above your mouth.

The girth is thick but it's not long, a good 4 inches at best. Slowly, it guides itself into your hot mouth, and you savor the intoxicating sweetness of its precum on your eager tastebuds. You obediently bob your head, your cheeks growing even hotter as the Goblin's hands entwine in your hair, dictating the rhythm at its own whims.

  A surge of electricity courses through your hips as your clit is slurped on harshly, your eagerness taking over as you gyrate your hips with increasing fervor against the skilled tongue, craving more of its enthralling touch. The sudden, forceful thrust of the other Goblin’s cock down your throat elicits a mixture of sensations, from a deep gag to an overwhelming sense of pleasure and your legs tremble uncontrollably, wrapping around the Goblin's head, as you cum with a soft, high-pitched moan.

With a hint of jealousy, the other one shoves the Goblin away and eagerly plunges his tongue into your throbbing core, chittering at the taste of you. You find yourself utterly vulnerable, incapable of reaching down to push his head away, cunt sensitive and pulsing.

  You suddenly heave as its cock hits the back of your throat, bittersweet thick, sticky cum shooting into your mouth. You gulp it down, the viscosity coating your tongue as you eagerly suck on the bulbous tip to get every last drop of it. The Goblin lets out a guttural moan before pulling away, collapsing onto the lush greenery.

 A gentle breeze caresses your sensitive nipples as the other mischievous Goblin frees them from its warm mouth, straddling your stomach and pressing your breasts together, sliding its cock in between the valley and thrusting. Your lips part, eagerly enveloping the swollen tip as it reaches your mouth.

The Goblin that had decided to eat you out first had maneuvered itself to your head. With a perverted gaze, it pleasures itself, mesmerized by the sight of its tribe member's pulsating cock disappearing into the velvety embrace of your breasts and then past your fleshy lips.

 You let out a squeal of surprise as a painful thickness pushes into you, tears immediately wetting your cheeks at the discomfort. You attempt to move your hips back, trying to get away from the intruding cock. The goblin grabbed the fat of your hips, anchoring itself. Its clumsy fingers dance over your clit, soothing the ache with each teasing stroke. Pushing in until its small balls rest against your plump ass.

  And as soon as it noticed your body relaxing, it began to thrust, its head thrown back in wicked laughter, before glancing downwards, captivated by the sight of its green cock disappearing inside you, marveling at how tight your pussy was gripping him. Oblivious to its actions, the Goblin intensified its circular caresses on your clit, overstimulating your bundle of nerves. You cried out, cunt spasming and quivering around its cock, you came once more– leaving a pearlescent ring of cream around the base of him.

The mischievous creature nestled between your breasts finally cums, tiny hips faltering as its seed trickles down your chin and breasts. Succumbing to temptation, you welcome the tip into your mouth, savoring every last drop of. Its taste was nothing short of addictive.

A thick warmth fills your cunt, coating your gummy walls in a sticky fluid. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, you feel so full and sated. The weight of the two Goblins pressed against your skin, sends a shiver down your spine. Darkness creeps in, but you welcome it, too lost in the moment to care, and whatever they gave you hadn't worn off yet.

The moment your eyes fluttered open, a blanket of darkness surrounded you, the gentle chirping of crickets filling your ears and the icy touch of the night air jolting you awake. Sitting upright, you realized you were situated at the forest's edge, your cozy dwelling just a short distance away. 

Gradually adjusting to the lack of light, you discovered an array of food spread out before you, your hunger pangs intensifying as your stomach rumbled. Without hesitation, you indulged in the succulent berries, pondering whether it was all a mere dream. However, the lingering sensation of the cold breeze caressing your exposed nipples and the stickiness clinging to your thighs contradicted that notion. 

Gathering as much food as you could carry, you stood up and made a swift exit, calling out for your mother. You looked behind you, the feeling of being watched overwhelming. Tomorrow, you vowed to return and express your gratitude to those unseen eyes.

[linpunny]

Keep the self indulgent daiju blurb smut as Dessy coded first person pov or Dessy coded reader pov?

Embarrass myself on main or keep it in drafts for all eternity?

Me thinks I’m a love sick fool for a blue haired massive gorilla cause I can’t get him out of my mind.

[fanfic-chan]

Warning!! BSD Season 3 spoilers below the cut!!

Dang it man why do I always end up getting attached to the characters who always end up dying almost instantly?! Like man, Karma legit seemed like such an amazing character with sooo much potential but then Fyodor just had to go and off him immediately... Like, dude, ik this show is dark but man you couldn't have just spared him at the very least?? He was so innocent!! ToT

[nymphoheretic]

@linpunny suffer with me

thinking about ex husband! nagi, who still visits to play with the kids. to see his children happy in their home.

thinking about ex husband! nagi, whose children visit every weekend, but he still insists on coming on tuesdays, knowing tuesday is your day off. who always says that "it's okay, i'm only staying a few hours for the children, honey," using the same petname you've asked him so many times to stop using.

thinking about ex husband! nagi, who tells the children he can't stay for too long, in hopes they beg their mommy to "let daddy stay home, just for the night"

thinking about ex husband! nagi, whose plan worked like a charm.

ex husband! nagi, who somehow finds his way back into your bed. who tucks the kids in their bed with goodnight kisses and, magically, he's on top of you. again.

you tell him you shouldn't be doing this, that the kids are still up and- fuck, you really shouldn't be fucking your ex husband.

but nagi knows you. he knows your body all too well. he knows where to touch to make you gasp, where to stroke to elicit these little gasps that make his day. or, well, his night.

and oh, nagi know how to make you feel so good.

"fuck- seishiro-" your breath came in short gasps, one hand gripping his wrist, the other grasping his shoulder. you could feel the sting of the cold metal ring he wore against your walls, tight cunt stretched out with his the magical work of his fingers.

"fuck.. baby.. i fucking missed this," his breath came into contact with your neck, lightly sweating at the heat of your bodies. "missed your sweet pussy. y' like that, hm? moan f'me, pretty."

when you don't oblige, his fingers push a little harder. thrust a little faster. go in a little further so they feel that sweet spot where you carve attention the most. it makes you moan aloud, earning a satisfied grin from him. you feel the heat rush up your face in embarrassment at the situation, one of the kids could walk in on you two at any given minute. and you don't assume nagi has locked the door.

"yes baby, just like that," he huffs a soft breath into your ear, intensifying the pleasure. "cum on my fingers baby, mhm? wanna see you make a mess on these pretty sheets"

his fingers remain relentless, pushing you further towards ecstasy with each thrust. your hips push in rhythm with his wrist, eyes shut and breath heavy. and nagi is an insistent man, his determination to make you come undone on his pale fingers unwavering. each thrust faster than the previous.

and you do.

you see stars, calling his name softly after each hissed breath. sucking air in, he feels your approaching orgasm. it's a melody to hear, an a sight to see. there's nothing nagi enjoys watching than the way your eyebrows crease in the space between and your mouth fall agape in soft pleas and whimpers.

"yes, yes, just like that," he encourages you, "just like that, that's a good girl."