#hard day to be pink blooded tbh

[blessyouhawkeye]

sm entertainment is in shambles

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

Support class dick hc, kinks + How they fuck

Cw: knives, rough sex, blood

Sniper

•Dick: I’d say about 6, 6 1/2 inches if I’m being generous here. Definitely not thin, it’s got some girth to it that’s for sure. He never ever clean shaves he thinks it looks weird (he’s not wrong) so he’ll definitely just trim up a little or maybe not at all. Wild man moment. Plus, he kinda loves the scruffy look he has going on. I know everyone says he’s uncircumcised and i definitely agree with that. Tip is not red but definitely a deep pink, it’s cute. Two visible veins, one on the top of his shaft and one underneath it. So he’s very very sensitive.

•How he fucks: Rough. He likes to be fucked hard and to fuck hard. His favorite position to see you in is definitely mating press or doggy style (with a knife to your throat) he loves to see your face contort with pleasure and fear. He’s very vocal i mean haven’t you heard his voice lines. Come on. He loves telling you how great of a fuck toy you can be when you aren’t being a cunt or a teasing slut. He doesn’t have a favorite place to cum really.. Whenever he gets his rocks off is where it stays so.

•Kinks

Praise: definitely, but backhanded praise “look at you, good little slut.” Stuff like that you know?

Predator vs prey play: I know this is so basic but oh my goodness he LOVE LOVE LOVEEEESSS to chase you down and just fuck your brains out if your skull. Like I said, he likes it rough. (Me next)

Knife play: Ofc this is one of them. That mf is a literal animal. He just likes the power trip tbh. Having your life in his very hands, though he’d never do anything to ever hurt it.. it’s hot to watch your fearful eyes and if you enjoy it just as much as he does, you’re in for a ride of dirty talk and rough hard sex.

Public sex: touching you while in public. Something about it. Maybe it’s bc he likes to tease and see how long you can last without gripping his arm while shaking and begging to cum or maybe it’s because nobody around you can (probably) tell how good he’s pleasing you, and how they’ll never get a chance to touch a wonderful lady like you the way he does. Who knows

BREEDING: Though he is scared to have kids and will take every procedure to make sure you won’t get pregnant, he still loves to just cum inside of you all day, everyday. (Same sniper.)

Stepping: he probably likes to be stepped on. He’ll buy you beautiful, expensive heels just so you can step on him or press against his hard cock. (Meow.)

Spy

•Dick: solid 5 1/2, it’s not too thin but not exactly thick.. it stretches you very very nicely that is for sure. He trims it constantly. He is never out of order, he takes too much pride in himself to let it grow out like that wretched bushman. Uncircumcised, his dick skin is like.. oddly soft and velvety. One small vein on the side of his cock, it’s nice. Tip, I’d say, is a light cute pink.

•How he fucks: He either makes love for a long time or he plows you hard. Usually both. He rides the fine line very well. While he goes at it soft and caring, he teases you a lot. Vibrators, toys, his finger, his mouth. He just likes to tease you a lot.. but once he slips in, its game over for him. He can’t help it. He has to fuck you like an animal in heat.

•Kinks

Lingerie for sure. He loves to either buy them for you to give you his card to buy yourself some and then surprise him with it! (Will probably write a fic based off this)

Spanking or brat taming: He will absolutely wreck your ass if you talk back to flirt with ANYONE. He will spank you so hard you’ll become a babbling mess.

Body worship: Giving or receiving, he loves to tease you by kissing down your gorgeous body and leave small bites all over you. Nipping, kissing, nipping, kissing. You know. Backhanded kisses

Medic

•Dick: He’s German and from my experience, they’re packing serious heat. 7 inches hard. Argue with the wall because I will not listen. Tummy bulge will happen so be prepared. Much like spy he keeps himself in check, trims every couple of days. Circumcised, dark pink with a red hue tip. It’s sensitive as hell. No visible veins until he gets to fucking, then they all start popping out. Thick. Hard stretch that’s for sure.

•How he fucks: They all fuck hard but him.. dear lord. Pray and buckle up because he will bruise your cervix. He pounds. He doesn’t even fuck, HE SLAMS. bed? broken, operating table? broken, desk? Broken twice. He loves to just fuck you into a mindless mess. That’s all

•Kinks

Roleplay: He loves to roleplay anything really. Nurse and doctor, doctor and patient, boss and intern, things like that.

Knife play: scalpels are going to be pressed against your skin.. which leads me to my next kink hc

Blood kink: Licks the blood off of your wounds or the small cuts he marks your body with. If you have a period, best believe he will be begging to fuck you on it

“Meine Liebe! It feels so much better when you’re on your period, it also relieves cramps too!”

[cowboyfromh3ll]

I like the kink hcs you did for Arthur and the boys. What about kink hcs for some of the less popular characters?

Kieran, Sean, Micah, Eagle Flies?

Maybe a sprinkle of Lenny, javier, hosea?

Kink HCs Ft. Kieran Duffy, Sean Macguire, Micah Bell, Lenny Summers, Javier Escuella, Hosea Matthews

I've done Eagle Flies a few times already so I'll stick to these guys hehe. Also finally someone else who thinks Hosea is fine HEAR ME OUT YALLLLL

Warnings: pet play, humiliation, voyeurism, rough sex, name calling, impact play, marking, knife play, blood kink, bdsm, sadomasochism

Kieran Duffy

Surprisingly kinky, and incredibly submissive

I feel like he'd be into puppy play

He's just a sad, wet, and pathetic dog

And I'm talking leashes, collars, maybe even muzzles

You can order him to do just about anything

He'd probably be into humiliation. Will bark if you ask tbh

Part of that would probably involve public sex and the embarrassment that would come from the possibility of being caught

So low-key a voyeur maybe maybe just a little

If you've had a long day just go ahead and take it out on him during sex because he'll love every second of it

Orgasm denial and edging is definitely on the table

Until you have him swearing he's a good boy and deserves to cum

Sean Macguire

This man will do anything as long as he gets to cum

Though he'd probably steer away from the heavier kinks

He's into body worship. Not for his own body but yours

Kisses every inch of skin and appreciates your entire being before and during the act

He'd kiss the very ground you walk on tbh

Likes dominating but he doesn't mind taking things slow and kissing your feet and legs while you talk about your day

He's a real fun guy so I'd imagine he'd also like some form of roleplay. Ends up being really silly but plays his part real well. Makes sense his favorite roleplay scenario would be cop and criminal

He seems like the type to have fuzzy pink handcuffs LMAOO

Micah Bell

Let's be realistic he's probably into some freak shit at your expense

Rough sex always. Ain't no sweet and slow love making

Definitely into degrading

Hair pulling, slapping, spitting in your mouth or on your face, etc

Probably into spanking

Will "punish" you for just about anything

Lots of spur of the moment sex, like y'all will be in a public area and he'll suddenly want to take you

Name calling !

Whore, bitch, slut are commonly thrown around

Marking, you will always be bruised or have teeth marks and even scratches

Lenny Summers

He's such a sweetie, I have a hard time imagining him being very kinky

He'd probably be into some more gentle shit

Y'all would go through your more experimental phase

He's wholesome so he'd like praise, and that would go both ways between you two

Would let you order him around but more so he can learn what you like and what you want him to do

Once he gets more into it he'll become more passionate, he just needs more practice

I feel like the farthest he'd go in terms of inflicting any discomfort would be choking, but it would never go far. He'd end up taking his hand away last minute

He'd probably want to try different dynamics so he'd want to try subbing

Needs to be reminded of his role because he gets too enthusiastic

Javier Escuella

It's a universal fandom headcannon that he's into knife play

So knife play

Ghosts the tip of the blade up your thigh closer to your pussy before pressing the cold metal flat against you

Then runs it back down to your knee, repeats the same motion over and over again until you're shaking

Would probably enjoy typing you up/cuffing you so you're helpless to whatever he does

He'd probably be scared to actually draw blood but if you're into it he'll be down

Licks up any bloody wounds or sucks on them

Praises you so much the entire time

He'd be incredibly romantic though, incredibly good at aftercare

I think there'd also be times where he gets really into it and feeds off on the fear in your eyes

Hosea Matthews

He's such a sweetie but I feel like he'd be an incredibly experienced dom

These are my headcannons and I think Hosea is fine asf so leave me alone

Into leather crops, whips, blindfolds, gags, etc

Drips candle wax on you

Very flexible in terms of what he'll do

But he has to Dom

He can either be really good at praise or will degrade you

Brat tamer for sure

I can even imagine him having cages bro

Talks you through everything and gives you very detailed commands

Inflicts pain on you but knows extremely well how far to go and how much is too much

[katyawriteswhump]

I do, I do, I do 💝

For @steddieholidaydrabbles day 29 prompt, fairytale, and @whumpcember day 29 prompt, choked.

Rating: E; WC: 987 CW: sex, knotting, biting. Tags: Omega Steve, Alpha Eddie, fluff and angst, sex, fairytale-ish setting, cracky tbh, happy ever after. Summary: Omega Princess, Steve, has been conducting an illicit affair with devilishly handsome woodsman, Eddie. When his mother, the queen, announces an unwanted marriage for him, he has nobody else to run to…

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Steve stumbled into the forest, with his corset laced so tightly it choked him. He’d not intended to flee in this stupid pink ballgown. However, his mother had announced that he was to be wed to Lord Breedemhard.

At midnight tonight.

He ran.

Now, fear and cold congealed his blood. Mud clogged his silken slippers. Worse, the horses and hounds of his royal mother’s search party drew nearer. He was beyond exhausted, barely able to breathe… and now he scented another kind of beast, barrelling toward him.

They pounced, body-slamming Steve into a patch of fortuitously springy-soft moss. A wild-haired, mahogany-eyed Alpha pinned his wrists, growling:

“What’s an edible Omega like you, doing in a forest like this?”

“I… I…”  Steve trembled too hard to think. The Alpha licked Steve’s unbroken mating gland, then backed off, frowning.

“Baby, you’re scared. I know we didn’t arrange a tryst today, but I scented you and now I smell sadness. Don’t wanna play?”

Steve threw his arms around Eddie’s neck, told him everything: “I know our secret liaisons are a game for you, but I have n-nobody else.”

Eddie muttered under his breath. Steve, sniffling, braced for rejection. Then Eddie enfolded him tight, rocking soothingly. Steve cursed the corset more than ever, because he could barely feel Eddie’s kind caressing hands:

“I thought you were the one playing games with a lowlife woodsman, Princess.”

“Then I’m sorry! I know I can be a tease, even a bit of a bitch, but… I’m very much in love with you.”

“Seriously, you can’t mean—”

“I do, I do, I do!” Steve got right in Eddie’s baffled face, searching it desperately. “Tonight, I’ll have to say that to an Alpha thrice my age, after being punished for ruining my gown. Unless you’ll help?”

Not that Steve could hear his pursuers anymore. He wasn’t even that scared. Eddie’s comforting closeness overwhelmed his senses, as did Eddie’s words:

“I love you too.” He cupped Steve’s face and smiled, setting Steve’s heart flipping. “I didn’t dare hope. I ache when we’re apart… Mmmmf!”

With an un-Omega-like boldness, Steve initiated the kiss, which Eddie returned hungrily, plundering passionately to Steve’s depths. It was like being swept away over the rainbow… till Steve started seeing stars, and not in a good way.

Bloody corset! Can’t breathe!

Eddie broke the kiss. “What’s wrong? You’re safe now. They won’t find you.”

“Oh… um, crazily, it’s not mother.” Steve tugged his ballgown from his shoulders. “Omegas are supposed to have tiny waists and perfect deportment. This stupid corset suffocates me.”

Eddie nuzzled tenderly at Steve’s nape, while loosening the laces. As his breathing grew easier, Steve filled his lungs with Eddie’s potent Alpha musk. Finally, Eddie eased Steve out of the torturous whalebone cage and tossed it aside.

“Thank you!”

Steve whirled around so they could kiss again, and Eddie pressed him back into the moss. He’d never felt so loose and relaxed, so pliant and ready to play. Eddie’s nearness and kisses ignited a nectar-like glow inside him. The gush of slick from his cleft had him squirming with glee.

“Claim me now, Alpha!”

He anticipated a brush-off. To be fair, they should probably hide from his mother.

Instead, Eddie beamed wolfishly: “With pleasure, my Princess.” 

Eddie unlaced his britches, and his Alpha cock sprung free, weeping in a fashion that made Steve rather proud. Meanwhile, that candied glow became a nigh-torturous ache of emptiness. Fortunately, Steve’s tattered petticoats hitched up easily, and Eddie inserted his steel-rod of an erection between Steve’s wet folds.

“You sure?” whispered Eddie. They’d only played games before, and Steve was a virgin.

He gaped, nodded. Eddie’s tongue breached Steve’s mouth for another kiss the same instant that cockhead split him.

“Good?” asked Eddie.

“Sublime.”

Eddie nudged deeper, stretching Steve’s oh-so-wet-and-ready tunnel impossibly wide—plowing slow and sweet, while Steve adjusted, any slight pain fading. Steve soon rocked his hips, silently pleading. Eddie let rip. Everything disintegrated beyond the feel of Eddie inside him, kindling hitherto unknown sensations of rapture that built and built. Even better, Eddie made love—his adoring gaze penetrated Steve’s soul. All Steve could do was bask in it, whispering, “l-love yoooou… ooooh!”

The wondrous friction gradually grew too much, bordering on torture again. When an unexpectedly high-tide of it burst, Steve cried out, clamping so hard around Eddie that Eddie howled too. His knot caught inside Steve, and he stopped moving, while his dick swelled even larger, pumping out molten heat.

“Sorry, Princess.”

“D-don’t you dare apologise for giving me what I’ve craved since we met.” Steve loved this stuffed feeling as much as anything. He still wanted more: “Bite me!”

Eddie’s fangs pierced Steve’s mating gland, and the sharp pain robbed his breath yet again. He saw stars again too. They were almost as beautiful as his mate, whom they only briefly eclipsed.

Eddie nested with Steve in the velvet moss, his knot buried deep. He kissed Steve’s sore neck and smothered him with love, while in the distance, the search party danced in fruitless circles.

“I ruined their ball.” Steve snickered. “Thank you for ruining me.”

“You’re more perfect than ever,” whispered Eddie. “No more games.”

“One thing confuses me, tho’. How did you know we’d not be found?”

Instinctually, he’d trusted his Alpha to keep him safe. It was still befuddling.

“Sweetheart, I might look like a devilishly handsome woodsman. I’m also a wizard on the lute and… a powerful mage. I cast a protection spell when you told me about your pursuers.”

“Oh.” Steve let that sink in, then returned to enjoying the fullness of Eddie’s knot, while purring more madly than he’d believed possible. “Thank you, Alpha.”

A few hours later, Steve’s mother was handed his corset—covered in fake blood that Eddie had conjured—and presumed he’d been ravaged by beasts.

Steve and Eddie, meanwhile, returned to a cosy cottage, raised six pups, and lived happily ever after.

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(yes, um... sorry. Again. Set very loosely in the same universe as this fic, which could be read as following on, although the tone is rather different.)

tags: @wheneverfeasible 💚 My stranger things fic on AO3

[nvoirs]

Leon's little pet

18+ content. Nsfw warning! Kind of dark content? Leon thinks of !F reader as an object.

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Poor little you, dirty and grimy from hiding for so long. But you were found non other than Leon himself thankfully.

He found you in one of the now abandoned houses, once belonging to a certain ganando. You tell him you don't know what's wrong with you're village, one day you were out and the next you come back to murder, blood and torture.

Leon looks like he's listening but all he can really think about is that cute little dress you have on, your tits showing a little. You don't have a clue honestly, it makes Leon want to take advantage of you. He'd lick his lips thoughtfully, experimenting by kissing you and you'd kiss back. Because honestly you can admit that this lean, tall, handsome, young man is arousing you with just his hard gaze.

He lets you know everything you want to know. Why are the villagers like this? Are you a spy? Are you going to kill me?

The last one certainly made him chuckle, gripping your face he'd say.

"Now why would I kill a cute, little thing like you?"

That had your heart beating fast, rubbing his hardened cock against your bare leg and then at your clothed cunt. You'd let out a small moan, making him grin ear to ear.

Anytime the ganandos gave Leon a break, he'd also take a quick break by groping your tits or sticking a hand down your dress. His favourite thing to do was finger fuck you to heaven, then pull out when you were about to climax all over his hand. He was such a meanie, but he'd make it up to you by shoving his large cock into your sensitive pussy.

His cock was large. You'd never seen one as big as Leon's, when he saw your eyes widen he'd smirk.

"What are you waiting for princess? I need that warm mouth of yours."

Placing him into your mouth, your throat moulding into the shape of his cock as you began to bob your head. You were struggling to take him as tears pricked your lash line and he grabbed a fistful of your hair. He'd shoot his warm shots of cum down your throat, praising you for your service.

"Fuck such a good girl aren't ya? Can't wait to stretch you out."

And he'd do just that, pinning you against the castle wall, tits squished and back pressed against him. He loved the way your pussy sucked him in, no.. welcomed him as he thrusted so hard you were seeing the fairies. He got you so wet it was tantalizing, you wanted to stay like this forever if it meant you could see Leon's face for eternity. Whispering nothing but down right, vile, filthy things into your perky little ear, as he sloppily fucked you to cloud nine. At this point your legs were shaking, gripping onto the stone wall in front of you. Leon would snake his fingers down to your pearly clit and rub, faster and faster till you'd squirt all over him. Gushing and spasming around his impressive length, and in return he'd stuff you absolutely full. His cum was so creamy and warm, it made your stomach flutter and he'd make sure it stayed in by plugging it with his large fingers.

"Godamn, I wish I had a vibrator on me I'd totally turn you into a squirting mess."

He was you're knight in shining armour, he has rescued you from those now uncivilised people that wanted to rip you to shreds. You just wanted to be his little pet, his little naïve pet that only listened to him.

When you guys met Luis, he joked about Leon taking you back home. God, Luis was a genius. That's exactly what he wanted and will do, he's going to take you back home with him and everyday when he'd come home from work he could just fill you up as he pleased as you sat waiting pretty as a present. All you needed was a lavish pink bow and you were set! He'd decorate your frail body with so many hickeys, neck, thighs, stomach, shoulders you name it! and Leon's already claimed it. And oh he could just cum at the sight of your face in euphoria, and that's exactly what he did over and over again possibly impregnating you this time.

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Rant post tbh

[colourstreakgryffin]

Could I request some separate hc's for Yan!Yoriichi, Yan!Obanai and a character of your choice for a reader whose personality is like Meg from Hercules?

Oooooh! Meg’s a really good character tbh! Thank you, our totally-not-in love power woman! Let’s gooooo~!

Yandere! Tsugikuni Yoriichi

Independent and witty, Yoriichi was beyond surprised a woman like you could exist. You never listened to traditional means and you tricked the elders to become a Samurai yourself. He found you so impressive that he fell for you on the spot

Yoriichi wants to be around you constantly that it becomes such a dangerous obsession for you. He doesn’t even care that you’re so cynical towards him, he wants you all so badly

Yoriichi feels very required to protect you, even if you can look after yourself. He is otherworldly in strength and you’ll be less in danger if he is constantly around you. It’s for your safety, he will follow you everywhere you go

He sends you sweet complimentary letters everyday and never fails to send these as he feels fit to tell you what is going on as you insist on him relying on you, but he does go a bit hard. He stresses over you constantly and sometimes, tells you he will visit you for a checkup

Yandere! Iguro Obanai

You’re bitter and snarky towards men, thanks to your past experience with heartbreak. But that doesn’t stop Obanai from falling for you as his world was blown off it’s feet at the sight of you battle so passionately

Obanai is fascinated by you. Just the way you shoo off people who annoy you and proclaim that you’re capable with such a sassy, fiesty manner. He loves it and it becomes engrained in his head

Obanai is completely obsessed with you and making you his. He doesn’t care that you are somewhat insensitive. He’ll follow you, protect you from specific assholes and shed tons and tons of blood

He leaves pink roses at your doorstep EVERY single day. You’ll accept them since they are your favourite, he isn’t afraid that he may have messed up since he has everything about you written down in his mind. He knows all this because he‘s spent so much time following and watching you from the shadows

Yandere! Tokito Muichiro [aged up]

He is so unbelievably inspired by your free-spirit and world-weary. Not many woman are like you so for basically the first time in his life, he is notices you properly and feels his heart ping. You’re amazing, he has never wanted to be around somebody more ever

Muichiro becomes obsessed with you so quickly, almost quicker than he became a Hashira and he makes it his mission to spend all his time with you. He needs you, he can’t live without you acknowledging him. He’ll be whatever you want him to be

Muichiro keeps track of specific facts he likes the most about you and daydreams about you randomly at times. Sometimes, he gets lost in fantasy over you that he ends up partly ignoring his Hashira duty

He takes the extra mile to secretly deliver you your favourite type of kimonos and dresses so you’ll show them off to your friends, and he can admire you from the back. You love his presents and he can barely keep himself composed, he is so happy that you’re happy with something from him

[shih-coulda-had-it]

FEBUWHUMP DAY 8 | PANIC | wc: 752

a/n: tw for... well, nonconsensual transfer of OfA from Banjo to En. there had to be precedent for what All Might mentioned, right? tw for nondescript gore and canonical character death scene too, tbh

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“Lariat?” En rasps. His head is ringing, and his vision’s going, and he is collapsed on the ground surrounded by rubble and settling dust clouds. He still smells smoke in the air, but it’s a hard guess as to whether it’s from him or the number of buildings All for One exploded to prevent Banjo from gaining the high ground.

“Smokestack,” says Banjo through a wet hacking cough. There’s a raggedness to his voice, like it’s going threadbare with weakness, and that doesn’t make sense because Banjo is one of the most solid figures in En’s life. “Smokestack, get up.”

He obeys. With shivering limbs, En gets to his hands and knees, and he lifts his heavy head up only to bite back a cry.

“Not the time, En.”

“Fuck off,” he snaps, trying frantically to reel back Smokescreen from flooding the area. His heartbeat flutters, skips, runs at a pace that has En’s hindbrain falling back on prey instinct. Hide. Hide now, before All for One sees you too. He struggles to breathe past the heavy copper scent of blood, but considering the fact that he’s practically kneeling in front of Banjo, it’s a lost cause.

“Focus!” Banjo barks at him.

En squeezes his eyes shut, clamps down on Smokescreen and visualizes compressing it into a compact ball, and peeks at Banjo again. The injuries are too numerous to patch on the field, and there’s the issue of him being half-buried in crumbled concrete (quite possibly pierced through with rebar) too. Nausea builds.

“What did I tell ya?!” his senior scolds. “Focus, and get up!”

“I will throw up on your corpse,” En says to the ground.

“You’re gonna join me as another dead body if you don’t do what I tell you right now. Up, soot sprite.” En’s ankle twinges at the telltale sharp lash of Blackwhip, and it’s too ingrained in En to not follow the unspoken message. He snarls wordlessly but lifts his head to stare into Banjo’s pale face, to read into the grim expression.

“I’m not built for One for All.”

“Well, I don’t see your boyfriend anywhere near here,” says Banjo, “so tough it out.” He swings his fist out, fingers clenched tight to encourage the output of fresh blood. En flinches back. “Don’t waste time. Eat this.”

“No,” he spits. “No, I won’t! Banjo-senpai, if All for One could get to you, then I’ll be dead within the year! I’m not strong enough!”

“Not if you’re smart, which I know you are! En, there’s no one else. You’ve been with me this whole investigation into All for One, which means you know the stakes. So take my blood, damn you, and get out of here!”

“No!” En repeats, blindly, staggering to his feet. The ringing in his ears is getting louder, and the thickly insulated clothes he commissioned for comfort now feel too constricting, too tight. Banjo glares at him with ice-chip blue eyes, teeth bared and tinged pink with more blood.

He’ll--he’ll distract All for One. He’ll bluff his way out, pretend (only pretend!) to have taken the stockpile Quirk, use Smokescreen in periodic bursts all the way to the cavalry, and En will rely on Lariat’s furious spite to carry him through to the hospital. Easy. Simple.

“Just wait,” he pleads, “just wait, wait until I get back--”

Banjo lets out a wordless howl then, and Blackwhip tears into being, powered by a rage En has never had to bear the brunt of before. The tendrils of energy move faster than he can dodge, and he is dragged down to Banjo’s level again. En’s heart is in his throat, or it’s in the pit of his stomach, or maybe it’s slamming frantically against his sternum like a cornered animal.

“I don’t want it!” En cries. “One for All is meant for those who can fight, Banjo-senpai. I’ll do nothing with it but run.”

“Then run,” Banjo grinds out, and he presses his bloodied fist to En’s closed mouth, insistent on painting pale flesh red. Blackwhip crackles unpleasantly; En gasps, chokes on the sudden presence of Banjo’s knuckles crammed against his teeth, and gags when he tastes blood on his tongue.

It still takes several convulsive swallows for Banjo to be persuaded that One for All has passed on, though confirmation isn’t instantaneous. He releases En from Blackwhip, and En lurches away. His eyes sting.

“Run,” says Lariat. He’s no longer looking at En.

And En obeys without question, without even saying goodbye.

[miidnighters]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN.

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ(ꜱ) ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ?

so way back in the day when I was rping on forums I was on this one vampire vs werewolf forum that probably had the very very first iteration of Bella? and then I came here and got my start with canons but I was picking the most obscure canons that were essentially OC's anyway. my first RPC OC here was actually not Bella but an acrobat named Wings, IIRC. All the others spiralled after that.

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ?

listen. i am a soft bean. Anything with like, heavy angst, explicit horror, some physical fighting stuff is not really my cup of tea - partially because it's not my cup of tea to read so writing it doesn't come naturally to me

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ?

i love anything that lets me explore my characters, whether that's backstory in a shipping/slice of life sense or exploring something new, in new verses or in different situations. I'm pretty open to most things tbh

ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ?

I don't make a lot of headcanons tbh? but a lot of them I think up early in the morning while my mind is just kind of drifting, or while driving

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ?

i am a big music girl - i do everything with music lmao.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?

i would say 95% of the time I just wing it, which reflects my general preference in rp for going with the flow over hard and fast plotting. that said, quite often I will read a reply and think immediately "x character is going to do or say this in response to that" and obsess over that detail until I can write it down.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ?

so much ! I don't necessarily go into every interaction expecting a ship but I do think there are some you can pick straight away as having insane chemistry and some that develop over time, even if you're not trying. of course, jumping straight into it is fun but I usually chat ooc about that first

ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ɴᴀᴍᴇ?

brodie ! I never stuck to any sort of alias lmao

ᴀɢᴇ?

thirty

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ?

6 August

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ(ꜱ)?

pastels - butter yellow, baby pink, so on

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ(ꜱ)?

i rotate thru songs tbh. State of Me by Meghan Tonjes is always up there. Moon Trance by Lindsey Stirling. Save Me or Moon by BTS. Heartbeat by Nightcore was my top song of last year and North Star by Tyler Shaw the year before (it came 4th in 2023). So many honestly

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

It was probably actually Knives Out with my dad like a fortnight ago but as I'm typing this I remember I watched the TSwift Eras movie since then but I'm not sure that counts cos I cried thru the whole thing

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

We've been watching Physical 100 s2 the last couple of nights

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?

Twin Flame - Brennan Story

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ?

mash potato and gravy tbh

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ?

i like autumn tbh, but becasue winter is too cold, summer is too hot, and spring has birds that swoop you and draw blood

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪ��ɴᴅ?

i'm going to say no. I have quite a number of dear friends that I've made through rp and who I hope I would continue to talk to if one or both of us left rp but I'm not going to pick just one lmao

tagged by: no one! I stole this from @abysswarden 😘

[vampiremourning]

man i was trying to come up with a valentine's day themed oc post today (day itself has passed whatever idc) and i weirdly. do not think kat would want to do much for it?? if anything at all? which almost seems contradictory with her character lmao but i think it's partly just 1. she feels loved on a regular basis good job on that one nines and 2. i think she would just find a timed display awkward, if that makes sense? like almost a performance & she would much prefer something natural/spontaneous. i think at Most she would appreciate flowers because what the hell would she need chocolates for (& she's not really a stuffed animal person so.) maybe jewellery? not that she wouldn't trust nines to get her something she likes, she's just extremely particular and likes to shop for herself. so yeah definitely flowers at most, gift wise, which he would plan ahead for & order a nice custom bouquet with flowers & colours he knows she actually likes, no last-minute drug store flowers here. and she'll never say no to having a date night in, she loves just cuddling on the couch and half-watching something while she soaks up nines' attention (& vice versa let's be honest lmao). she's going to want plenty of kisses + touching but that's not unusual tbh. she doesn't even need the day itself mentioned, she'll just take any excuse for them to have a peaceful evening free of distractions <3 rest in fucking pieces to any members of the ivory tower or sabbat packs who interrupt them though

i feel like both mitchell and beckett just straight up don't even register what day it is. just not paying attention in any capacity & not especially caring. but also i know beckett is Dramatic TM and probably lives for the aesthetic, i can picture him concocting some sort of elaborate evening that required a dress code and ended with some wildly fantastic sex. this could just be here or other members of their respective polycules involved, it all depends on scheduling and location. if she's with vv, then it's more of an 'aesthetic' date. lots of pink everything, rose petals, the works. however! i don't actually think they would end up having sex since i honestly read vv as being aspec/demisexual like mitchell, so it's really just more of an excuse to get together & just be present. maybe they'll head out and split a 'meal' together lmao. vv i think would want coordinating outfits for that & would get a kick out of dressing mitchell. nothing too out of the realm of her usual style, just part of a pair.

for my IF characters,,, reina is going hard. she's decorating her office (it's still her aesthetic though so it's a gothic valentine's day lmao black roses etc etc). she's sending gifts to qui's house. she's doing a whole themed photo shoot and agonizing over the perfect layout to give him. i feel like she's the one person here who would try her hardest to imitate champagne with carbonated blood but i doubt it would be successful so she just bottles it like wine & serves it over a candlelit 'dinner.' she might even borrow someone's ghoul for the night if she finds out they play violin & have some live music. she expects only participation in return because quite frankly she knows that this is the work of an insane person & no one can match that. qui is just along for the ride lmao god bless, i think he would find it all deeply overwhelming but she is so happy to be doing this for him so he just kinda soaks it up while absolutely buzzing with happiness internally.

iris and lettow are another pair i can see not really caring, lettow is a whole elder and iris never really did much of anything for it in the first place. she's not really a flowers person tbh, plus i think lettow can be pretty dramatically romantic on a fairly regular basis anyway & they've got so much time together while travelling east with no obligations to anyone but themselves. it's just not a necessary holiday.

romina and raúl, though. both of them are still pretty young, and he's got the benefit of still being human. romina would probably try to actually cook him dinner, some italian recipe she remembers enjoying when she was still alive. it's Not Good. like, at all lmao but he still eats it because it was a really nice gesture & it's not like she could have tasted it anyway. alternatively if he already knows it'll be bad he'll offer the idea of them cooking together, which ensures it'll be edible & they can spend time together as an added bonus. the first part of that completely flies over her head tbh but it's fine. these two are definitely going dancing somewhere also, whether it's a club or some cool street venue. they'd also be into watching a movie later on, but raúl strikes me as someone who would want to make it a bit more special by setting up a screen & projector outside so they can be under the stars, maybe get a little fire going too. plenty of cuddling & kisses, possibly sex too if her dog actually ends up leaving them alone (probably not, they will almost definitely have to wait until they're inside and can close the bedroom door lmao) because neither of them want to be stared at during the act, just a deeply awkward situation they would like to avoid because the night is otherwise perfect.

[adversitybloomed]

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE SMELL LIKE ?  For the majority of the time her scents are of; lotus flowers, cherry blossoms and or magnolia. Likes the scents & the majority of the time it’s mixed in with lotions / oils, while the petals are in her baths. However, if she has just been in battle, her scents are mostly of; blood, fire & ash. Though she quickly tries to bathe to get those smells off of her.

WHAT DO YOUR MUSE’S HANDS FEEL LIKE ? Soft. Despite her intense training in both archery & swordsmanship, she regularly puts oils & lotions on. Which results in very smooth skin.

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE USUALLY EAT IN A DAY ? Mulan is can eat everything & everything. She loves food & she loves eating with other people. She especially enjoys a variety of meats, vegetables but mostly desserts. It is important to note though two things, one she is allergic to eggplant ( she gets hives ) & two she does have an eating disorder which when triggered, she stops eating or skips meals. A lot of the time she has one meal a day because she tends to forget to eat when she is busy, unless reminded. But for the most part, if invited out for food, she can eat a lot as she is enjoying both the company & meal.

DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE A GOOD SINGING VOICE ?  yes, she loves to sing & she has good range. However, she gets very shy about it when it comes to singing in public.

DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE ANY BAD HABITS OR NERVOUS TICKS? Yes, her eating disorder for one. Another is she tends to be headstrong, impulsive & will allow herself to get hurt if it meant that others are safe. She does have a bit of a temper, but she masks it’s well with what seems to be a calm surface. She has a hard time expressing when she gets depressed for upset. She barely gets three hours of sleep, if she sleeps alone, due to her nightmare disorder. She also falls asleep in random places, including tree branches, over her work desk, on stair cases, outside even if it’s beyond chilly. She also when upset gets extremely quiet ( almost completely shuts down ) as she’s trying to either keep her temper in check or keep herself from crying. Some nervous habits of hers is playing with the bottom of her hair. Poking her long nails somewhere in her skin to distract herself. Bitting her lower lip & hiding underneath her hands. I could really list on but I think this covers the majority of it.

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE USUALLY LOOK LIKE / WEAR ?  Mulan has extremely long hair no matter the verse. She tends to wear it both half up & half down. She likes very light aesthetics, such as she does not like heavy headpieces, but instead will use ribbons and or very simplistic but beautiful headpieces to decorate her hair. She loves hanfu & for mostly all verses chooses to wear it; whether it’s simplistic in design, or a battle hanfu, this is her preference for dress wear. Her colors are mostly: Reds, Blues, Light Greens, Pinks, Whites. However when she does wear armor, she prefers the silvers & or black armor with silver & or gold mixed in. Tbh just look at her fc for reference, legitimately exactly how I envision her. When it comes to modern verses she mostly wears her hair down. She also is prone to wear dresses, shorts & pants. She likes comfort clothing, but she always dresses appropriately for her culture & does not enjoy revealing a lot of skin in public, though once in a while it is okay, depending on who she is with.

IS YOUR MUSE AFFECTIONATE ? HOW SO ? She is very affectionate to those she trusts & cares for. Mostly she is kind. But when she trusts others, she is more willing to give hugs. When it comes to her SO, she gets clingy, where she prefers to sometimes sit in laps, or cuddle against them because they are her safe space.

WHAT POSITION DOES YOUR MUSE SLEEP IN ? She sleeps on her stomach or sides. Very rarely it’s her back unless she is sick. But she kinda just curls into herself, as she tends to toss & turn due to her nightmares.

COULD YOU HEAR YOUR MUSE IN THE HALLWAY FROM ANOTHER ROOM ? No. Mulan walks very softly. She does not mean to but she tends to sneak up on people because she is so quiet & because she is short she 9/10 times kinda just appears

tagged by: @luckhissoul ( ty ! ) tagging:  @battleguqin + @incissam + @sparesovereign + @lcvelj + @caelestcs + @excaliborn + @the-rogue-dragon + @princessofmuses + @ka-go-me & or steal & tag me !

[yaminerua]

Hhhh my face is giving me hell

well I guess it was nice to have a couple of months where my face was marginally less red but with the anti-inflammatory antibiotics course done and finished it’s just erupted right back to where it was before I’d started on it, minus the spots but I’m sure they’ll come back as soon as the inflammation goes unchecked for long enough.

idk what I’m going to do tbh I’ve done all I can wrt changing my diet and trying to cut out everything that triggers this perpetual flush but it seems to just do it on its own with no discernible immediate trigger. I wake up with it before I’ve even eaten or done anything, or it sets in several hours after any meal regardless of what was eaten (and also I eat the same shit every day atm to try to monitor it for consistency and there IS no consistency). I eat the blandest shit with no seasonings atm bc it’s supposed to be safe from flare ups and I don’t touch any of the things on most trigger lists. And yet now it’s the same as tho I’d had a big old tomatoey curry even tho I haven’t touched tomatoes or spices of any kind since early June.

Thermal temperature is hard to control but I do know it plays a role. I can’t eat my meals warm, I have to wait for them to be cold. And bc this house heats like a sauna on even mildly warm days but it gets frigid cold on cold ones and when the heating is on that’s just as bad as if it was a warm day and i have to sit with a fan on to try to keep burning out of control.

I can do nothing about that or the heat in the kitchen when cooking. But even with those factors there was still a good period in the middle of this course of meds where my face was relatively calm and only faintly pink and yet it’s slipped back over the last two weeks as tho I wasn’t still on those meds at all. And aside from meds reducing inflammation idk what else made it work before that isn’t now bc as mentioned I haven’t changed anything about what I’m doing. My routine is the same now as it was at the end of June and yet the response is completely different.

I’ve been using my calming skincare shit this whole time too but that’s burning a hole in my pocket. I thought it was working bc it does usually have an immediate redness reduction effect when I use it but now it doesn’t feel like it’s working either.

it’s like my face is just immune to every attempt I’m making to calm it

at this point I can only assume it’s a negative feedback loop from stress. It must be something like that. It’s the only other thing that’s completely out of my control

irl is so stressful rn money wise and I’m perpetually waiting for terrible news to do with the house that I know is coming bc the deadline is reached and there’s nothing that can be done about it and it’s been looming and destroying my mental health for ages. I can’t use stress relief methods bc I’ve never ever found one that works in any capacity at all so I’m always stressed and that makes my face flare and that makes the stress worse and you can see how that just goes from there…

I feel pretty hopeless tbh. Like yeah maybe I’ll eventually be able to afford to have some laser therapy (I don’t think I can get it on nhs for this so it’ll need paid for I think) to try to deal with any blood vessels that need shrunk but like I wish I didn’t have to resort to that but it’s basically an inevitability at this point. If I can keep the inflammatory spots happening that’ll be good at least but it’s the redness in the face that makes me want to just never be perceived again bc it was so intense that people would point it out to me like what did you do to your face? I look like someone took a hard edged brush of bright red and drew an exaggerated anime blush in a thick line across my cheeks and nose and I hate it. I look like I’ve been skiing with goggles on in the snow and burnt the shape of the goggles under my eyes

and it burns and prickles and itches so much when it heats up. It’s almost unbearable.

But until then idk how to bring it under control and it’s making me feel so awful.

I mean like. I’m white and Scottish so like. Yeah. So many of us get this shit. Ruddy faces are a common sight. My dad’s side of the family all mostly have it, in the form of the visible blood vessels but all of them only have it localised to the cheeks, like some rosy cheeked Santa Claus look. Nothing on the nose or any kind of diffuse redness all over the face. And none with the inflammatory spots form, or even the burning or hot feeling. It’s like I got a completely different rosacea and it’s just. So unfair. I could handle it if I looked like the rest of my family but I look so much worse and idk how much worse it might go on to look and feel and I’m just.

Tired

Idk maybe it’s just that I handle stress so badly it manifests more severely for me. I’ve had trauma to wrestle with since before I reached double digits in age and there are a great many things I just don’t handle well at all. But god that was bad enough on its own in the ways it hinders my life without all that stress also giving me new issues to be stressed and depressed about. Like honestly what next

I want to do things I enjoy and write and draw and go out and see friends and this shit is sucking all of what little enjoyment I can find in life right out of me. Can’t eat the foods I used to love, can’t exercise in the fun ways I used to, can’t do anything I used to without this horrible burning redness cursing me wherever i go and of course you KNOW it gets worse when I have to wear a covid mask bc of the hot humidity of my breath in the mask but that’s not something i can give up bc covid is still around and I refuse to stop protecting myself from it bc as far as I know I’ve never had it yet and I just know with my luck if I ever get it it’ll fuck me up really bad.

so idk what to do other than sit here venting about it and wanting to cry bc of how awful and hopeless it feels

feel like I’m waiting for a life changing miracle to get rid of my stress but like lmao the world itself is stressful in general with all the awful things going on. How is anyone supposed to feel optimistic or hopeful or not stressed about everything…

Idk what I’d expected after the meds ran out tbh I knew from the start it would only temporarily offer relief and then it would surge back. I just had hoped maybe I’d be wrong.

hhhh fml. I should just go to bed

[likephantomzforever]

1. i probably first discovered mcr like wayyy back when in elementary school because of some wttbp meme (which was also probably the first song ive heard by them) but i didnt really get into them at that time. i think the songs drowning lessons and the ghost of you are probably the first songs that got me into them though. i heard them during summer last year and ive been in love ever since :)

2. i LOVE all the members equally. mikey was my favorite in the beginning though :3 usually i do buy mikey related things if i must choose though (like kobra kid figure or like merch on etsy)

3. three cheers era on top as always :3 all the blood and outfits ahhh!! bullets era is sooo cute though ughhh

4. probably between bullets and three cheers. those two albums are actually life changing and helped me get thru sm.

5. I CANT PICK I CANT PICK I CANT PICK 😭😭😭 it really depends on my mood </3

6. havent been to a concert (yet. i will go one day. mark my words.)

7. theres multiple tbh… helena and im not okay are definitely up there as well as thank you for the venom. id probably die if they played drowning lessons but… i doubt </3 demolition lovers would be really cool as well… so would cancer and i dont love you and the end. and dead! and literally the whole tbp album :3

8. i LOVE stomachaches and other frank iero solo stuff oh em gee. i need to listen to more of their solo stuff though tbh :p

9. actually hard question om. i love my tbp cd bc its so fucking cool but i also like my bullets sweatshirt!! also luvvvv my really cool tbp shirt thats pink instead :3 BUT theres also my love for my danger days t shirt bc its just so fun looking! can never choose…

10. i dont knowwww!!! secretary gee probably because he got dem legsss bruhhhhhh. put that man on vogue. also i love nurse gerard they look so sweet and precious :)

Questions for my chem fans!! 🦇

1- When did you first discover mcr and what was the first song you listened to?

2- favorite member? (Can be more than one!)

3- favorite era?

4- favorite album? (Can be more than one!)

5- favorite song? (Can be off any album!)

6- If you've been to a concert, which one was it, and what song we're you freaking out over?

7- If you haven't been to a concert, what song would you freak out over if you heard live?

8- which members solo stuff do you like? (Can be more than one!)

9- One item of merch do you love? (Can be official or unofficial!)

10- Favorite gerard costume from the swarm era? (Can be more than one!)

🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇

[hneedlz]

Billy Loomis

nsfw headcannons

A/n: this was supposed to be the last one but I guess not

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billy would take all his anger out on you during sex. I mean he's also really good at rough sex too. He likes to fuck his partner to make them cum hard.

-he has a thing for slapping his partner during sex. It doesn't matter where but just smacking them. Like during missionary he loves to smack his partner as the moan out. Am I saying impact play? Yes.

-he loves to face fuck his partner, he loved to watch his partner choke on his dick. He lives the way that you drool as you suck him off it truly makes his day 10× better.

-threesome? hell yeah. You, him, and stu. They would both be down with it, but they would still get your consent. They would both fuck you hard, hard enough that you won't be able to form proper sentences.

-I feel like Billy would have a thing for voyeurism. He likes to be watched while fucking his partner, he thinks it's 10× hotter Tham normal sex. He loves showing you off. Showing off how you moan his name loud and how hard he can make you cum using only had tounge.

-this is his dirty secret but him and stu probably have 69 before. Him and stu have had lots of sex and that's probably one of the reasons why they are so close, just because they have fucked before.

-he has a thing for dumbification. He loves making his partner seem dumb. Like as a example if you tried getting on your pants and they were stuck he would ask you for help, and instead of help he would fuck you. And laugh about the fact that you thought he was actually going to help you.

-on that note, he loves his partner to be a bimbo. Bimbofication kink? Yes. He loves for his partner to be a total bimbo slut. He even loves the pink bimbo aesthetic that his partner has. He loves short skirts with only things underneath. He absolutely loves it.

-he's a titties type of person. He loves some FAT tits. He loves looking at them. Watching them bounce as you run, licking them. He loves groping them too.

-ew why tf do people think that he has a thing for calling ppl princess and kitten. He would most definitely make fun of people who call their s/o 'kitten' or 'Daddy'. He would even make fun of you if you had a kitten kink or a thing for weird pet names.

-hmmmm…. A knife kink tbh. He loves cutting small slits into you during sex. And watching the blood drip out of the wound as he fucks you.

[thewritingginger]

;) Alphabet - Hermes p.5

This is the final part of Hermes wink wonk alphabet HCs 

I had the will to write, perhaps thanks to alcohol but either way I hope you like it :D

Fandom: Blood of Zeus Letters: H, J, T, V, X, Y Warnings: NSFW 18+

Enjoy ~

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Has straight brown pubic hair that is kept short, if he can help it

Sometimes is grown out when more important matters are at hand taking his focus away from his grooming

Tries to groom himself maybe once every week or two when

Has a little sparse snail trail from his pubis to his navel

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Hermes, on an average week, will masterbate around 3-5 times

Mainly when he’s bathing for convenience of clean up and time tbh

However, there are nights where he is laying in bed and is frustrated and can’t be with you so he’ll rub one out to the thought of you

He usually will think of you on your knees before him, your doe eyes looking up through your lashes, as you massage his length in your hands

Usually uses his spit for lube

In a Modern AU he would ask if he could call you so he can hear your voice but he would be very shy and a bit embarrassed the first time he brings it up

However after that, and if you are into it, he requests that for when you cant be together and would want to hear you as well 😉

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

In a Modern AU Yes!

If you want to experiment with a toy or if it is something that you know helps you finish - like a vibrator - he will gladly try/use it

Is open to trying toys both on him and his partner

Owns a few toys; a simple vibrator, a cockring,& some light bondage; blindfold, silk ribbons/ soft ropes

Has used and enjoys from time to time the use of a butt plug - on his partner and himself

Overall, toys are great for added fun and foreplay to this boy

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s not super loud or super quiet - really depends on the day 

He does make noise tho

Lots of deep sighing and drawn out moans

Says your name a lot - sometimes almost  chants it when he’s close to coming, especially when you are giving him head

Sometimes if you get him in a particularly needy state and tease him enough you can get him to whimper and whine a bit 😩

“Please, Y/n - ah ha.”

Can get a bit louder when he’s close to finishing but his voice cuts out and becomes a silent/choked groan when he cums

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Definitely a grower

A solid 6 - 6.5 inches with a slight curve to the right when hard

About average girth

The tip is a bit wider than his shaft and gets quite pink with erect

Not very veiny maybe one or two

Has a generally tight sack, they don't hang too much and are an average size

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

On an average week anywhere between 3-4 times a week

His sex drive isn’t crazy in either direction, depending on the week

However there is at least one week every month  where it spikes a bit, whether that's due to stress or just wanting to be close to you

Want to see more? Let me know 

Feedback and interaction is always appreciated :3

💛 ~

Other Parts - Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4

~ Masterlist ~

[babyjakes]

musk and blood. [blurb.]

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summary | ransom takes your virginity by fucking you against the hood of your car.

pairing | dark!ransom drysdale x virgin!reader

warnings | dark!ransom, hard noncon, they’re in outside but no one’s around, reader is crying/in distress, threats of violence, loss of virginity, pain (and ransom gets off on it), choking, forced orgasm, mocking/degredation, no protection (irresponsible! bad ransom!), he finishes inside

word count | 535

requested by anon | ransom taking readers virginity? please make him mean 😫😫

an | ooh yes okay i hope this one fills anyone’s need for some dangerously dark and delicious smut tonight >:-) ransom is the kind of guy who would like want to make it hurt when he popped your cherry and i’d be lying if i said i didn’t find that hot as hell tbh :’-)

“Please, please don’t do this,” you struggle out as the broad man forces you down over the hood of your car, his knee coming up and prying your legs apart as you let out a mangled cry.

Reaching a hand up to close in around your throat, Ransom practically growls through a grin, loving every moment of your pathetic attempt at escaping. “Easy, kitten. Don’t want you hurtin’ yourself. Or rather, don’t want you forcin’ me to hurt you any more than I want to, hmm?” he hums as he runs his vile fingers down the small of your back, trailing lower to lift your dress, revealing your baby pink panties that are now twisting uncomfortably against your squirming form.

“No, s-stop,” you whine, squeezing your eyes shut in complete and utter horror as your breath catches in your chest.

“C'mon now, sweetheart. Do I look like one to take pity on pretty little things like you?” the man laughs as he undoes the fastening of his trousers, the feeling of his rock-hard length rubbing up against the thin fabric of your panties making a sick feeling rise within your stomach.

“P-please, you can’t- I’ve never, I-I-” Ransom’s eyes grow wide at your words as he tightens his grip on you, a terrible feeling of regret sinking into your bones as you realize the mistake of your revelations to your assailant.

“You’re pure?” Ransom almost stutters in disbelief, his rough hand yanking down at the elastic garment around your hips as you cry out in humiliation, your now bare pussy lips forced to part as his member teases at your tight entrance. “Jesus fucking christ, kitten, have I hit the jackpot with you.”

The pain that erupts in your core as the ruthless man rips into you causes tears to spring from your eyes, a weakened sob escaping your clenched jaw as you give up your struggle, falling limp against the car as Ransom begins pounding into you relentlessly. “That’s it,” he grunts, the tension in his voice giving him away as he attempts to make himself last. “Take my fucking cock, princess. This pussy is mine now, gonna make sure you’re feeling me inside for days.”

As he builds up his pace, a low burning begins to build in the base of your tummy as you cry pathetically into your arm. Sensing your body’s impending betrayal of your resistance, Ransom smiles viciously as his hand slaps down to rub harshly over your clit, earning a startled jolt from you as you’re forced over the edge within only moments. “That’s right, fucking cum for me, bitch. Filthy fucking slut, can’t even fucking help it.”

With just a few more pumps, Ransom’s letting out a low moan, his upper hand tightening around your throat as he spills inside of you. With a final sob, you let your arms fall away, your head clashing with the metal of the car as darkness floods your vision. Surrounded by the sounds of heavy panting and smell of musk and blood, all you can manage is to cry to yourself softly, praying that that now that he’s satisfied, your attacker might leave you here to wallow in your shame alone.

[jolynesdreams]

okay so. i haven’t written anything in forever and tbh i wasn’t really planning on writing more but then i was about to nap and a horny demon possessed me and wrote this: 2k of bokuto using a gloryhole <3

this is super self indulgent !! i wrote it with my pussy, in like 90 minutes, and did not edit or beta it AT ALL ! so mind any typos/errors and such. i also tried something new in that i focused more on bokuto than the reader! 

tags: afab!gender neutral reader (no pronouns/nicknames are used) x bokuto, gloryholes, oral (m!receiving), exhibitionism, unprotected sex, anonymous sex, public sex, creampies, unrealistic scenarios (but you’re on tumblr reading haikyuu porn, so are you really looking for realism?), and reader calling bokuto “good boy” despite there being no real power dynamic 

this fic is my (@jolynesdreams) intellectual property. do not repost. do not upload elsewhere. do not reference my work on tiktok. if you are a minor, do not interact with this post or my blog. thank you for reading!

🏷️: @tsumtsumsthighs​ @crybabycrisis​ @thetempleofnyx​ @moonsong1027​ @semisgroupie​ 

koutaro has never done anything like this before. palms sweaty and shaky at his sides, he tries breathing in through his nose and out his mouth to calm himself down. it normally works, but he just can’t shake the jittery feeling as he walks into the less-than-pristine public restroom. 

he counts the stalls, looking for the third one from the left, and tries to ignore the fact that there are other people in the bathroom. it was a hope in vain that the bathroom would be empty. he nervously adjusts his mask as he attempts to look as casual as possible when walking into the stall. 

he shakily slides the lock shut and lets out a breath that he didn’t know he had been holding. his eyes quickly fall on the reason he came to this particular bathroom, thirty minutes away from his apartment. 

a crudely cut hole lined with duct tape stares back at koutaro who shivers when the gravity of what he is about to do dawns on him. 

so. 

i just. 

stick my cock in there. 

koutaro’s hand is on the latch of the bathroom, about to leave, when someone walks into the stall on the other side of the hole. the click of the lock is loud, reverberating between kou’s ears. 

he steels himself to leave once more, but his eyes are locked on watching your minimal movements. he sees you shift your weight from one foot to another before kneeling on the ground. he doesn’t have time to cringe at the thought of your knees on the dirty floor before your pink tongue is sticking through to his side of the bathroom. 

instantly, he feels his cock firm up at the sight of your tongue peeking through. the thought of you, someone kou doesn’t even know, so desperate for the taste of cock that you come here of all places makes the blood quickly rush south. 

his pants are becoming increasingly more uncomfortable as he gets harder and harder at the thought of fucking your soft mouth and the feeling of your plush lips on his cock. his hand falls from the door handle and goes back to his side. he takes another deep breath, trying to work up the courage to get over the awkwardness of what he’s about to do. 

“are you going to keep me waiting here all day?”

he’s startled by your voice but quickly shakes his head. realizing you can’t see him, but not trusting his voice to not come out all cracked and uneven, he just walks over to the hole and starts untying the string of his sweatpants. 

“you don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, but is this your first time using a gloryhole?” 

kou pales at the bluntness of your words but is able to muster a small mhmm, hoping you can hear him through the wall of the bathroom stall. 

“that’s okay, i’ll be sure to take real good care of you.” he hopes you don’t notice how he shivers at your words, nods silently and continues taking off his pants. 

he slides them and his briefs down his thick, creamy thighs in one swift motion. his cock, already half-hard, stands out in front of him, twitching, begging to be touched. he moves closer until his cockhead is just past the tape, and he makes a small mental note hoping that the hole is big enough for him to fit through when he’s fully hard. 

“good boy,” he shivers again. “now just relax.” before he can try to respond to you again, he’s sharply inhaling as your lips wrap around the head of his cock. 

holy shit. 

your mouth feels like heaven, so warm and wet around his cock. he can’t help but step closer, greedily wanting to shove more of his cock into the plush heat enveloping his length. you continue to suck his tip and run your tongue along the sensitive underside of his head, causing him to get fully hard. 

it’s almost a bit of a tight squeeze, but soon enough, his entire length is through the hole into your side of the stall. he whines softly as you take him out of your mouth, but when you lick a broad stripe from the base of his cock to his tip, he has to bite on his finger so to not be too loud. 

you do this multiple times, licking the length of kou’s shaft, feeling every curve and vein under your tongue. he’s big. you take a sharp breath through your nose before taking as much of his length into your mouth as you can. 

koutaro, forgetting himself, moans loudly at the feeling of his cock hitting the back of your throat. he squeezes his eyes tight as his hands go to grip the top of the stall to ground himself. his jaw goes slack as he feels you bob your head up and down on his shaft, being sure to suck hard on his sensitive head when you move your head back. 

he can’t control himself and starts bucking his hips, trying to fuck into the back of your mouth. he thrusts one, two, three times before he slips his cock into your throat, moaning so loudly he almost misses the sound of you gagging. your mouth is off him and he feels like he could cry. 

“‘m sorry, ‘m sorry, it jus’ feelsso good,” kou slurs. you can see that his knuckles are white where he’s gripping the top of the wall and you can hear how he’s almost whining at the loss of touch. 

you catch your breath before responding. “it’s okay, you’re just too big for me to deepthroat.” 

your voice sounds like you’ve been gargling rocks, much different from the soft, sultry tone from when you first spoke to him. kou is conflicted. he feels bad, but at the same time, he feels a sense of pride from being able to fuck up your voice so severely with just a few thrusts. 

“‘s okay, i’ll control myself,” kou whines. he just wants to feel the warmth of your mouth on his cock again. he’s never felt something so good. no service ace or any 1000 yen note he finds crumpled in the pocket of old jackets can compare to your velvet lips and perfect tongue. 

his prayers are answered when you take him back into your mouth, bobbing your head with vigor as you moan softly around him. he thinks the combination of your heavenly touch and the vibrations will be the death of him. he’s lost control of his voice at this point, moaning and whining and letting out slurred praises for just how amazing you feel. 

kou loses control of his hips once again, thrusting forward to get more of his cock in your mouth, more of your spit along his length, more of the mind-scrambling pleasure that’s clouding his senses. the wall of the bathroom is shaking with the weight of his thrusts against it.

this time, he actually doesn’t hear you gag, but the loss of contact sobers him up quickly enough to put two and two together. 

“ohmygod i’m so sor––”

“i told you you can’t thrust into my throat like that.” your voice is even rougher than before, and if kou didn’t feel so bad about making you gag a second time, he probably would’ve cum from the sound alone. 

“i know, i jus’ can’t control myself, you feel too good.” his cheeks are glowing bright red with embarrassment, and he’s glad that you can’t see his face from where you are on the other side of the wall. 

“if you can’t control yourself, you can either jack off by yourself or––” 

“please,” he whines. “please, please, anything but that, please, i’m so close.” 

“or,” you repeat, louder this time to cut off his whining. you can’t lie, it turns you on how desperate he is, but you can’t let him on to this just yet. when he quiets down, you continue. “i could let you fuck me through the wall.” 

knowing what his answer is going to be, you’re already standing and sliding your pants down your legs, grimacing slightly at how soaked your underwear are.

“please, let me fuck you, please, let me feel your pussy, want it so bad,” his impatience shows as his cock greedily bobs up and down and you smile softly before getting comfortable. 

knees bent slightly, you reach your hand behind you to grab the base of his cock so you can guide his length into your sopping pussy. you drag your hips backwards so that your ass is flush with the wall. 

kou instantly knows he isn’t going to last. your pussy feels even better than your mouth, gushing wetness around his length as he fills you to the brim with his cock. he feels your pussy squeeze and twitch around him, and he hopes that you’ve adjusted to his size. 

he starts thrusting so hard that you almost lose your balance. his hips hammer against the wall, sure to leave twin bruises on his hip bones from how hard he’s pounding into you. he can hear your muffled moans and while he knows he should do the same, try to conceal his pleasure, he can’t.

his grip on the top of the door is so strong that he fears he may tear the wall down, but he can’t find it in himself to care. all he cares about is getting more, more, more of his cock into your pussy. he curses the wall for getting in the way of shoving all of himself into you, wishing his hips could be flush with your ass, wishing he could feel the slap of his balls against your soaking pussy. 

if he could, he’d wrap his hand around you and rub your clit between his fingers. his other hand would pinch and squeeze at your nipples, drawing an orgasm out of you. if you wanted, he’d pull on your hair or choke you or do whatever you wanted from him to make you cum. his lust-filled brain continues making scenarios where he can pleasure you in return, making his orgasm sneak up on him. 

before he can warn you, he’s nearly screaming, ramming his cock as deep as it can go into you, and cumming into your pussy. you continue to grind your hips on his length, working him through his orgasm. he feels your pussy squeeze, milking his cock for all the cum he has to give. 

slowly, his hands slide down the wall and his head slumps forward. he tries to catch his breath as you get off his length, hissing slightly as you feel his cum drip out of you and onto the floor. 

“take your time. but, there is a line.” koutaro quickly snaps out of his post-orgasm haze and cleans himself the best he can. he pulls his sweats back up, shivering slightly at the feeling of the fabric of his briefs against his overstimulated cock. he opens the door to see two men he doesn’t recognize palming at the bulges in their pants, nearly headbutting each other to get into the stall first. 

before trying to process what just happened, what he just did, kou wonders if he stays, if he can talk to you. he can’t just have the best orgasm of his life and then drive home. 

he sees your hand poke out from under the stall you’re in, phone in hand. he squints, seeing that it’s open to the page where you can create a new contact. you shake it, hoping he takes the hint. 

kou quickly types his number in and gives the phone back before the two other men can even notice what’s going on. a few seconds go by when he feels his pocket buzz. 

from: unknown number 

i normally don’t let guys do that. i’m here most weekends if you want to do this again. 

from: unknown number

or, you can take me to dinner first ;)