#fingers in his mouth

[guzhufuren]

250120 Seonghwa (Milan ATEEZ WORLD TOUR TOWARDS THE LIGHT : WILL TO POWER), cr. sngueluvr

[lightthatibecome]

Armandiel finger-sucking snippet 👍

Daniel watches with fascination, morbid as it may be, as Armand suckles at the tip of the digit in his wet mouth, the quavering tip of his tongue tracing into the whorls of his very fingerprints. It presses greedily into the still bleeding divot where the aciculate end of his canine had pressed in a fleeting, insistent touch, like he’s trying to lap up every tiny droplet of it before it has a chance to bead at the skin’s surface.

The faintest sounds filter up through the balmy evening air like song, soft and wanting. The notes of each whine stick to the sweat dappling Daniel’s chest, settling at home there as if branding themselves into place. If he's fortunate enough to retain these memories in all their reticent, hallowed vividity, there's a space for them he's already carved out. It's not a new space, but he's only recently been made aware of its existence again, like a spot on a shelf that's gone untouched for so long the cobwebs lacing over it have started to look like they belong there.

[jthegayfruit]

Grasp the Agent

I was thinking about game Robotnik's hands (for completely pure reasons, trust 🙏) and came to the thought of him just. Gripping. Stones head

Freaks. Both of them

[teenystarryapple]

[ink-n-shadow]

youve inspired me to write a fic for ghost.....its gonna be about finger suckin..... i just think hed have some handsome hands

ghost with oral fixation!reader…🤤

i also cannot wait for your fic (you should totally tag me anon)

NICE HANDS

𝜗𝜚 pairing: simon "ghost" riley x afab!reader 𝜗𝜚 cw: smut (minors—DNI), finger sucking, dumbification, oral fixation

because he like wouldn’t really get it at first. he didn’t realize his hands were even considered attractive until you come around, heated cheeks and doe eyes unable to pull away from the way tattoo ink and veins branch up from the bottom of his wrist.

ghost still didn’t really get it until he got you folded up with your knees to your chest one night, one of his hands moving from its bruising place on your thigh to push your cheeks into a lewd pout.

“the lights even on in there?” he chuckled hoarsely under his breath as he shakes your head back and forth a bit, watching your glossy eyes struggling to focus on his with his uncut tip hammering a home against your cervix. “don’t tell me yer that cockdrunk right now, pet.”

you could only offer ghost up the most pathetic sounding mewl, your head tipping to the side just right for your mouth to seek out his thick thumb and immediately wrap your lips around it.

and it was then, with your tongue lapping stupidly at his thumb and your cunt fluttering around his thick cock as you came for the third time, that ghost understood your oral fixation. he doesn’t think he’s ever cum that hard from sex ever.

after that night, ghost puts his fingers in your mouth whenever he wants to. he’s hooking his fingers into both cheeks as he fucks you from behind. he’s gagging you with the ringed fingers on his left hand while his other scissors your gummy walls open. he’s using his fingers to shut you up as he fucks you in the bar bathroom, making sure you reach the second knuckle in order to silence the pathetic noises leaving your mouth.

but ghost is also gingerly swiping away the stray lip gloss that is swiped beneath your bottom lip. he’s wiping off the coffee foam that collects on your top lip before holding out his thumb for you, letting you kitten lick it off as you giggle warmly. he’s letting you keep sucking on his fingers after a particularly draining scene, knowing the action soothes you out of subspace.

ghost didn’t think about it before, but he really has you caged between his fingers—quite literally.

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[escyn]

[hook:line:sinker:caught] wip (id in alt)

[brainrotcharacters]

deadclaws badassery where it's revealed Wade and Logan tested the distance on Logan's hearing.

Watch them hundreds of feet away from each other in the battlefield and all it takes to set Wolverine loose is for Deadpool to mutter "Logan."

gif credits to original owners!

[aplaceformyfixations]

these patrick bateman moans <3

[mintyeggs]

i think john should be more harmlessly annoying. as a treat

[sonnet-116]

happy fingers in his mouth friday

[lokiusmybeloveds]

I love how with every behind the scenes clip and interview that comes out, it is increasingly clear that Jim and Lee showed up to set every day and made a series of incredibly unhinged decisions and everyone else just rolled with it

[s0fter-sin]

vampire au where they can only drink the blood type they were before they were turned. other blood has an almost poisonous effect, burning them from within like acid and drinking too much of it can kill them

in the old days, before the knowledge of blood types, it made humans they could feed on absolutely precious. they're kept safe, pampered and doted on; a vampire’s most prized possession

attacking another vampire's human is seen as the highest insult; not only is it a slight against them, it also carries the implication of "i want you to starve"

it's also used as the cruelest of punishments; starving a vampire for months, until they're feral with hunger just for their torturer to throw in a random human, watching them desperately suck down poison, their instincts begging them to keep drinking even as it kills them

ghost is one of the few who survived it; thrown in a pit so deep, he saw stars in the middle of the day, left with nothing but the dried bodies of the humans roba drained without care, others with their throats slit, blood he can't drink spilled out around them

a taunt of the one thing he needs but will never get

but ghost hasn't survived this long just to give up here

he refuses to die in this stinking, rotted pit

ghost is a force of nature as he descends over roba's manor; killing any who wander into his path until the halls run red. until he gets his hands on roba and tells him a secret:

vampires can feed on the blood of any vampire, regardless of blood type

it becomes a legend in vampire high society; if you starve another, you'd best make sure they actually die

otherwise you might end up piled in a dining room, the vampire you left for dead lounging on a throne of corpses with his fangs lodged in your throat

ghost decimates roba's empire, burning it to the ground until no one dares to speak his name in fear of incurring his wrath. it's incredibly taboo for a vampire to feed off another but ghost's too powerful for anyone to challenge him and the other vampires are too scared to try. scared of what he's willing to do, the lengths he'll go to; not that they'll ever admit it

soap is the first human he ever brings to court; delicately bathed in the finest silks and jewels, his throat always bare so he can show off ghost's ownership, his bite framed in lace

he's not like the delicate waifs the other vampires show off; he doesn't cling to his master, demure and submissive. he shows off his teeth as often as any vampire, fully willing to rip out the throats of any who insult him or ghost

a feral master needs a just as feral pet

[machveil]

Do you think immune!konig would be desperate enough to test to see if his virus spreads to another uninfected person, so he can potentially safely have his partner in his arms?

Perhaps they meet a one off survivor and he would subtly do small things to test on them. Maybe letting them use a cup/bottle he used prior. Pricking a finger to put a drop of blood in their food. Not sure if he'd try to lay with someone else for the sake of being able to be close with his lover again though.

Up to your interpretation 😈

Immune!König scenario where he does, but it’s further into the apocalypse (maybe, like, eight+ months. get him really desperate for any solution to touch you without stressing himself out)

CW: low-key kidnapping of a random survivor, König testing if he can spread the zombie virus to a living person, uhm… angst (so very sorry, whoopsies)

Immune!König who comes across a survivor while scavenging. a scrawny little thing with tired eyes focused on picking up scattered items in a long since abandoned store. König stares. eyes bloodshot from exhaustion, having to go further and further out to find supplies. longer periods of time where he leaves you alone, locked up in your room, barricaded and praying you’ll still be there when he returns. when he returns and still, months later, feels dread over touching you. footsteps quiet as he approaches the survivor from behind, he shakily breathes out - maybe he isn’t really infected? maybe he can’t spread the virus. maybe it’s worth an experiment, you’re worth an experiment, and, selfishly, König wants to test it

Immune!König who clasps a hand over the survivor’s mouth, hauling them up as they kick and thrash. a strong arm wrapped around their waist as he hoists them up, gaze a little distant as he walks to an employee’s only room. expression blank behind his masks, hands working precisely as he binds their wrists and ankles, secures them to a chair. König stares. drained blue eyes looking at the poor soul he’s bound, there’s no good way to go about this, unease churning in his stomach as he watches them. it’s for you, this is all for you. drool pooling in his mouth, throat tight as he brings two fingers up to his mouth. König wants to devour you, to taste you on his lips, savor you on his tongue

Immune!König who forces his spit soaked fingers into the survivor’s mouth, he’d cup your face so gently. their frightened and confused gurgling falling on deaf ears, you always mewled and moaned so prettily for him. he winces when they try to bite down on his fingers, you wouldn’t hesitate to suck on them. he pulls them out, wiping his hand on his pants, gaze cast down as the survivor coughs. König waits. chest tight as he sits against a wall, cold eyes staring at them. this is for you, for his schatz. this is so König can hold you without a care in the world, smother you with love while everything else rots

Immune!König who comes home to you, refuses to look you in the eyes. he sits on the cold floor, knees tucked against his chest as he wraps his arms around his legs. quiet. he hears you trying to speak to him, your concern laced voice in one ear, out the other. he’s quiet until night falls, frozen in place as the moon rises. pale eyes looking at your sleeping form, getting up to stand next to your side. König stares. throat tight as he breathes out. you look so peaceful, the way they thrashed and snapped at König shattered his heart. a soft smile on your lips as you dream, inhuman growling that made him feel sick. you wanted him to join you in bed, but monsters like König don’t deserve to rest with you. he’s no better than the monsters stalking the streets

[knightoflove]

You’ve started to look like your f/o.

Not physically, but you’ve picked up some of their habits. Their nervous ticks, what they do with their hands. Little mannerisms that make others go “you’ve been spending too much time around them”.

They’ve done the same, mirroring some of your actions. It’s the art of noticing, wondering why and then incorporating it into the things they do because it’s something that you do, and it’s something that reminds them of you every day.

Pro/ship dni pls

Dividers by @.saradika-graphics

[selfindulgenthell]

He got nervous.

[flipflopmasterr]

I'll never stop thinking about their hand size difference I'm weak