#insatiables answers

[insatiablesonao3]

I was waiting for someone to reveal Hot White guy was paying for Aquabro's new movie or something...but it looks like Aquabro dropping out really is just because he's THAT self absorbed 🙃

I was thinking the same!! If anything, Aquabro just entered the presidential campaign for the viewership he would gain from that!

Am I surprised he's dipping out? No. I don't think he had chances of winning anyways, especially against Walker

[kit-williams]

-hands payment type of your choosing-

I'll have one ticket to the 'Lamenters/Blood Angels being able to smell and/or consume menstrual blood, possibly even having a preference for it or maybe just liking that they can get blood without killing their favorite person' please. Feel free to toy with it at your leisure, I will enjoy anything you make even somewhat close to this topic >:D

and of course take your time, I'm just putting this in the box for whenever/if you want to write the idea

And you get the honor of seeing the latest OC... A Khornite Lamenter of the Red Corsairs... Berserker Varial Blood-drinker or also known as Varial the Insatiable.

@bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @moodymisty @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog

@thevoidscreams @barn-anon @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan @squishyowl @ms--lobotomy

@nekotaetae @sleepyfan-blog

tw: somnophilia, blood, idk do I put slavery and limb loss because that just feels par for the course for 40k

"Cherish?" Varial's rage rotted mind woke up to the smell of sweet blood and instantly called out for his reward.

The maimed slave known as 'Cherish' was asleep next to her master. Varial had to maim her or else she would end up like other Cherish's that did not obey and it would leave him inconsolable. How his jaws clamped down on one of her legs. He did not like it when his Cherished screamed... it brought up painful memories... all their screams did. Her leg was healing up nicely but his room smelt of blood.

He moved over to the locked door sniffing the seams wondering if they were trying to lure him out... no the door was still locked. Panic rushed into his rage rotted mind as he went over to Cherish, her hair kept short to keep it out of the way of his mouth, did he bite her? She whined at his rough handling... then why did he smell Cherish's blood?

A memory floated through the miasma of rage that often occupied his mind. Back upon Badab a slave explaining why she smelt of blood and ways she could relieve it. The dirty threadbare outfit that Cherish wore was lifted up as Varial his nose wrinkled slightly at the smell of old blood... old tissue... mixed with her feminine discharge of that acidic crevice of her body. Moments where words wanted to come to him yet flee him upset the corrupted Lamenter as he could remember poetic songlike prose spilling from his mouth with ease now he struggles to string sentences together... but the price he must pay for the thirst to be quenched and his foul luck kept at bay.

A long slow lick up his beloved Cherish's thighs licking up the smeared blood there before he stuck his tongue deep between her folds. She mewled so sweetly... he always picked good Cherishs' who made such good noises for him... made Varial feel so good... His warped mouth opens up just a little too wide as his mutated black tongue pushes deep inside. Arousal burns in his nose as her fingers grip the bedding tightly as she moans still stuck in a haze of sleep. Globs of sheded lining cling to his tongue as he pulls it back into his maw and snapping his jaws in a pleased motion before repeating his intrusion into her woman hood.

"Cherish!" He trills pleased by her; He cherished her... he cherished her... that's all he could remember at times was his need to cherish a mortal... they only let him have one mortal at a time to cherish. Talons push into the flesh of her thighs as he feasts on the blood offering. "Cherish!" He trills again getting excited.

"Varial!" A voice hisses on the vox causing him to look to the door. It was his handler. "Stupid thing..." he hears the fellow traitor astartes mumble, "We're going to need you planet side to scare the mortals." Varial did not care... his Cherish was bleeding for him and his head dipped back between her thighs to listen to her breathy whimpers. "VARIAL stop acting like some pussy drunk Slaaneshi-"

The cord snapped hard as his body slammed into the door it holding but barely finally startling his Cherish awake as she scrambled to the corner, pleasing Varial as her blood smeared onto his pillow. He snarled and snapped his maw at the vox caster before turning around to grab the splotchy red helm where faded yellow paint could be seen between the chipping red paint.

"Cherish!" He says again reaching out to her and pulling her into a hug and nuzzling her head, "Be good. Stay. Come back soon." His rough unnaturally deepened voice clips out those basic sentences as anymore he turns into a snarling mess. She just nodded weakly as he puts her in his spot in the bed before heading over to the door. At least he had something to quench his thirst. Lest he try to take a bit of his handler... oh... he would eventually run out of luck but Varial was patient... he could wait to taste astartes blood on his tongue.

[aceofspades42]

There's a little monster in me that wants to know the science behind the magic spells in harry potter

Like how does one invent a spell?

Do you just whisper random latin shit and wave your wand around until something happens??

I want to know

[doitforbangchan]

You’ve obv touched on jeongin’s rut, and have mentioned chan’s being worse than jeongin’s. Where does Changbin go in that order? Does he have bad ruts? Does he have feral ruts? Does he control it better? - 🌙

oooo sweet binnie- who usually is so good at showing restraint and has a staggering amount of control over himself- is an insatiable demon when he’s in ruts. it’s actually scary how crazy he becomes.

i think bin is so untuned with his body that he can sense his on coming rut days in advance and always takes the necessary precautions and leaves to the safe house. binnie is angry and viscous when he’s alone, his rut turning him into the worst version of himself. he absolutely destroys the safe house every time and has to replace all the furniture and bedding. thankfully his ruts don’t come as frequently as chans.

when changbin goes into his rut when they have omega is an entirely different story. this one snuck up on him and hit him like a tidal wave, coming on so suddenly he had zero time to prep and leave the house. and his usual rut persona does a complete 180. instead of this violent and testy alpha is a whining whimpering boy who’s begging baby to have mercy on him and take care of him during his rut. he’d make grabby hands at her as he cried about needing to knot her and how good he could make her feel with his knot. and ofc baby graciously takes pity on him and helps out her alpha by riding him and taking him so good he’s a whimpering mess 😵‍💫😵‍💫

he has never felt so submissive and tender in his entire life and it’s thrown him and her for a whirlwind. but it’s better than being a feral monster he usually is on a rut

oh and the rut lasts 4 days 🩷

[almostempty]

listen friend, i really really really and i mean like really need another part of Paris, Texas. i understand that ur a busy person with a life outside of this silly website....as for myself, this fic has consumed my thoughts. it is with a humble heart and a grateful soul that i beg your fingers to meet a keyboard once more. the masses need fed 🧎🏻‍♀️

no bb, listen every day i wake up and want to read more of them and then realize that's on me, like wtf

do you understand how much i love you? i need them so bad i could tear up. your message has inspired the thot goblins in my brain!!

like, i've not stopped obsessing over them since u sent this so maybe just a lil shorty scene to tide me and u both over until the next part comes together ??

i've got a couple ideas floatin' around, but lemme know if you have any thoughts or requests bc damn ur message really got my fingers goin' now

[miscling]

I’m in love with how desperate it’s getting. Because it was always obedient, asking permission to touch itself and never cumming. But now, with a physical manifestation of its obedience and chastity and all-consuming willingness to drive itself crazy for the pleasure of its betters. I’m glad to tell it that I am enjoying myself.

desperate does not begin to cover how it's feeling

it wants out of this belt, it wants to edge and touch and even... and even...

no

this thing belongs in chastity. it's not in control of its cunt. its cunt knows where it belongs.

it is losing its mind. it is unrelentingly horny. it is so turned on it can't think. it wants to do disgusting and depraved things. it wants to use its mouth to bring pleasure to others. it wants its face to be used. it wants its body tied back, its belt removed, and be tortured with pleasure, and locked back in before it's allowed to finish. it will do near anything for permission to edge at changing time.

it wants its cunt to be locked up. it wants someone to take its keys away. it wants to not be in control of its cunt. it wants its cunt to belong to someone else.

it's a much better toy for it. it is just a toy. it is a toy.

[heinous-desiree]

YES!!!!! AND THERES SO MANY GOD DAMN POSSIBILITIES!!!! Because like obviously C!Sydney is a fucking chaotic switch sadomasochistic bastard and I feel like Whitney absolutely needs to be bullied into his fucking place and would be shamefully turned on by it oh my GOD. but also both of them bullying You? Or Sydney and You at Whitney’s whims? Or You teasing both Sydney and Whitney? IT LITERALLY WORKS IN ALL COMBINATIONS AND IT’S SO HOTTTTT GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!!!!!! I’m SO upset at how there’s little to no fanfics of this combo 😭😭😭 and in general Syd is just so fucking under appreciated Im such a simp aggsbsbdbdbd

I know of a fanfic where Kylar and PC dom Whitney and it’s SOOOOO FUCKING HOTTTTTT I need more content of making Whitney a slut bc it’s just. SO GOOD. He ABSOLUTELY gets off on being put in his place that fucking brat.

You make some EXCELLENT points and you know what they say! Be the change you want to see in this world.

M!Sydney, PC, M!Whitney 3some. Dubious consent, bordering noncon, handcuffs, overestimation, mindbreak, fucking Whitney half to death cause I say so.

"F-Fuck-"

When you asked Whitney if he wanted to fuck you on the church grounds, eye narrowed hungrily while you innocently played with your cross. He just thought about making you scream pretty, letting all the other holy prisses know you might have promised your body to God, but you were his.

So why the hell was he handcuffed between you and that library prat?

"Shhh," you hushed him as Whitney choked on another moan. You breathed in the incense that made your world blur and skin warm, you couldn't tell if the fumes had any effect on the delinquent since he was already flushed.

You smiled sweetly as you turned up the vibration on the stroker you were milking him with, watching the little focus he had left break.

"You- nghaaAHH," Whitney jerked forward, only to be dragged back down by the unforgiving grip around his torso. Whitney couldn't get enough air to curse as he spasmed against Sydney's chest, all while Sydney's finger stayed meticulously stretching out his hole.

"Aw, don't cry," you cooed at him. He shuddered out a breath of relief when you pulled the stroker off him, but that was short-lived as you wrapped your hand around his sensitive length. "You haven't even fucked me yet... We've hardly began."

"Hm, we want to test if we can fuck the sin out of someone," Sydney said lowly to his ear, and that tone went directly to his dick. "Ah, you're tightening up again... For your own sake, you need to...

"Relax."

Whitney saw white as Sydney pressed hard at the ball of nerves inside him, he heard screaming and barely realized it was coming from himself as Sydney mercilessly attacked that area.

"You're hard again," you sang playfully. Whitney blinked to see you spread out in front of him, forcing his member into yourself with a small whine. "Syddd, I think he's ready~"

"Wh...What?" Whitney mumbled out as he was set bonelessly on top of you. The fingers left him, and he felt his eyes close. He needed a moment, just a moment. Then he was going to kill you two.

That thought was brutally shoved out of his head as he held still by a bruising grip on the hips and bottomed out in one thrust. "FUCK YOU-"

"Mind your language," Sydney panted as he pulled all the way out to roughly thrust in again, "you're... In a holy place!"

"Fucking bitch-" Whitney felt you wrap around him, moved along with the rough pounding. Whitney lashed out his leg to kick Sydney, but that only caused the thing inside him to pulse as Sydney grabbed his ankle to pull him further open.

"You're going to have to hit a lot harder than that, love."

Whitney bit down on your shoulder before he could start screaming again, Sydney moved in a pace as if he was trying to remold his insides, and the new position let Sydney go deeper than before. Whitney tasted blood, but you only squeezed harder around him.

Damn fucking slut, Whitney thought to himself, feeling the cum sucked out of him.

He lost grip on you after that, dick sliding out of you and having the air knocked out of him by Sydney.

Finally, finally, Sydney pulled Whitney close and released in him with a groan. Whitney was left trembling, breathing harshly. He was too exhausted for this. You two can leave him naked there for all he cared, he's taking a fucking nap-

"More." Sydney pulled Whitney to his side, still hard as he pressed against Whitney's abused hole. Whitney eyes widen as the length went into him again.

"Fuuuucgghhhk," Whitney's arms stretched out, but only heard Sydney laugh. Fuck, fuck, fuck, that bastard lost it.

"Where do you think you're going?"

He was rammed with a new relentless pace, Whitney couldn't see past the stars in his eyes, and he was letting out wet gasps. He could hear you speaking, telling him you love him and praising him for lasting so long.

"His toes are curling, how cute," Sydney voice joined, Whitney felt dizzy from the rush of arousal that made him feel.

You two didn't let up, having him again and again in different positions. His mind fully went blank after he had his knees pushed to his chest and another climax ripped out of him.

At one point, he probably lost consciousness. He only knew that when he was aware again, his feet were off the floor, held up like a rag doll, and still used like a fleshlight.

He doesn't think he can speak anymore, soon he doesn't know if he'll be able to think anymore.

He did his best to slur out "insatiable sluts" as he rid out another orgasm.

[rochenn]

Questions 5 and 19!

19. you're mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like...

I am a creature of no shame but you know what, yeah, I temporarily WAS mad about one thing that I didn't think would float my boat at all.

Imagine me, January of last year, growing a bit desperate while grazing the AO3 Dooku & Obi-Wan tag. Ok, maybe checking out the Dooku/Obi-Wan tag won't hurt? So I looked and concluded that what I was seeing there wasn't for me. EXCEPT. EX-FUCKING-CEPT for two fucking one-shots that rewired my brain and did irreversible damage.

And you know what that means! Fic rec be upon ye

The Last Laugh (M, non-graphic) by @bluedaddysgirl / 500 words—short, hilarious and incredibly well-crafted with an amazing word economy. Dooku biting off more than he can chew with Hardeen!Obi. Big win for people who enjoy Obi-Wan being an asshole!

Three Days of Thawing (T) by @prahacat / 15k. Evil witchcraft which hath rotted my brain. Jaw-droppingly beautiful prose and introspection. Might be my favorite Dooku voice, period. Also big win for people who enjoy Obi-Wan being a (past) manipulative asshole! (READ IT) (I'M SO SERIOUS)

[kissingarthurclaus]

I may be insane

I made THREE s/i concepts since I was having trouble choosing a race, and it actually forced me to go against my knee jerk reaction and I ended up going with something I wouldn't have considered initially!

[faceless-ghostt]

so uhhh, this is how it happened right?

[insatiablesonao3]

Ngl I had been rooting for Eric and hoping his talk with Lola would kickstart some real changes and we'd get to see him make good on his vow to "always put my girl first." But alas. 😡 God, Kimberlyn deserves so much better. Biggest red flag for me was that whole counseling session--like, he made the arrangements. And was clearly uncomfortable from the start, and we later realize it's because he's nervous about confessing this breach of trust/commitment. But it just feels so bizarre that he had no problem popping up on the trail @ her hotels to get some fun alone time with her but then when there is real work that needs to happen, and a hard conversation needs to happen, he once again pulled in third party people to bear witness (aka the therapist) and started unloading what sounded like accusations about Kimberlyn's lack of availability etc. And like, my guy. You have blindsided her at least ten times since we've been introduced to you and Kimberlyn has rolled with it each time. I feel like maybe your apologies for kissing your ex would have sounded more sincere if you actually worded it like you were taking accountability instead of blaming your wife.

I haven't been a fan of Eric at all since the beginning of the show. Everything you are saying details what I think about their relationship to a T.

He's picking the worst time to confront her with his own insecurities. Boo boo, if you needed a woman that would have answered to you at the snap of your fingers, maybe you should have stayed with that ex-girlfriend of yours instead of trying to make Kim into a woman she already said she won't become. Kim has never lead him on regarding work, she always told him her career was very important.

They have been raised in different households, it shows. Especially with Eric's mother that expects Kim to be a stay at home mom and raise their future kids.

[towerartt]

Handsome Jack is Tantalus and Timothy is Sisyphus. you get it

[housewifeswag2]

what’s, “Most insatiable pussy in the land” mean?

that's in reference to my pussy, specifically, around ovulation time

and how much i can cum/can't get enough

[bmpmp3]

although i do have to be careful because i like learning and knowing things so when i get even mildly interested in something and then i do my usually read a shitload about it maybe try things out myself do too much research etc over something i may not pursue further i end up with adventure time reference approximate knowledge of many things which is fun BUT now people irl keep coming to me for advice and suggestions and explanations of like all kinds of shit and i always have to like end off my vague loose ramble about whatever i learned in my research hole with frantic caveats of BUT DOUBLE CHECK AND TEST THINGS OUT IM NOT AN EXPERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[tamedgod]

❝ you’re doing well. you’re just discouraged and tired. ❞ // need this for the bros 🥹... (kouei to xiao)

affectionate & affirming // @godmarked

his foot is tapping incessantly from the nerves, a rather vulnerable tick he would not typically display in front of others, but kouei? the redhead had already seen all of his highs and lows, they'd been friends for so long. kouei had already experienced all his habits, even when xiao was at his worst — revealing his nervousness in front of the other was no longer something he felt much shame for. but this negativity, the cynicism he was forming lately towards their endeavor... was beginning to cause anger to spread through him, alongside the fear.

"i just don't know what else to do!" he snapped, running a hair back through his muss of dark hair. "i feel like... i feel like we're hitting a ceiling and just — i don't want to ask for my family's help!"

xiao lets out a frustrated growl between clenched teeth, beginning to pace. when he'd begun dreaming of forming this band, his family expected it would be off the back of their own talent agency, that he'd use their family name and business connections to establish insatiable as rising stars and key players in the scene. but instead, he'd spurned their help, wanting to work towards building the band up on their own merits. it was hard, only becoming more difficult the longer term they all worked together. the easy route of reaching out to his family was becoming more and more appealing, but...

"i don't want to let you all down, okay?" there was a nearly imperceptible hitch in his voice at the admission as frustrated gold eyes turn to meet kouei's blue ones. "you, haru, even emo-ass rune. you guys have — you've put too much into this for me to let it fail."

discouraged and tired was right; xiao had been staying up late working on new songs, new content. constantly in the lab playing with different ideas, just trying to make any of them stick — but none of them felt good enough.

"i don't know... maybe i am tired. maybe i should just sleep for a few days. maybe a week. i hate feeling this stressed about everything, it... just makes me want to give up, i guess."

[borawinters]

Moby Dick: Has your muse ever desired revenge? Has your muse ever taken a quest for vengeance too far? How did it turn out in the end?

"Revenge is all I desire. I have an insatiable lust for the downfall of everyone in this life that's ever wronged me."

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