#my dnfies they care so much

[tellyouily]

george is dream’s baby for sure but dream is george’s baby in a way that is so serious for them like that is the core of their dynamic george is nothing if not soft in the middle for dream and dream only

[backtochicago]

CRIES AND CRIES AND CRIES AND CRIES

[huboi]

serpent’s tongue ♡.°୭̥ ୨୧

divider by @lil-liaa

╰┈➤ summary; aot guys pleasuring you with their split tongue

╰┈➤ includes; modern! au, gn! afab! reader (reader isn’t really mentioned much), oral (reader! receiving), face-sitting, hair pulling (character! receiving), 69, vouyerism(?) in porcos’ (he eats you out in front of reiner), finger-fucking, eren jeager, connie springer and porco galliard with a split tongue, everyone’s 18+

╰┈➤ a/n; pls lemme know if you have any issues with the tags (I don’t want to make people uncomfortable, that’s the last thing I want) minors DNFI this is 18+ content!, blank blogs dni. this can be read by anyone (eg. transmascs, non binary’s, poc etc.) apologies if this isn’t the best smut fic out there, I’m a bit rusty. also HAPPY EASTER to those that celebrate! hope you have plenty of chocolate this Easter <3

EREN JEAGER

eren is DESPERATE to have you sit on his face, just place your juicy cunt on his face, he doesn’t care. worried about taking his breath away? he doesn’t gaf, sit on his face already

he knows how to use his tongue, he may not have slept around much but he’s a quick learner, so he knows which buttons to push to make you reach your high quickly, his split tongue comes in perfect for doing the job, makes it 10x more pleasurable

tug on his hair, PLEASE, he’s a whore for having his hair pulled, like he’ll full on whimper whilst eating you out if you do that, and the vibrations just add so much more to the experience

oh btw if he’s grown a bit of facial hair, you bet your ass it just makes it feel 100x better, with the feeling of his stubble against your nether regions just😫

CONNIE SPRINGER

favourite position to eat you out is 69

he loves the feeling of your moans’ vibrating deliciously against his cock, it just gets him even more eager in the act

not only does he have a split tongue, but he also has a tongue piercing, so that means double the pleasure

loves tongue fucking you whilst rubbing his nose against your clit

he’s a very messy eater, I’m talking juices everywhere, from his entire face to his neck and chest area, you don’t know how the hell he manages to get it there but it’s hot either way

PORCO GALLIARD

porco is probably the worst when it comes to containing his urges

like when you’re at a party, my guy’s one minute away from tearing your bottom half clothes clean off and diving straight into that pussy

he has a massive oral fixation, like massive

one time when you guys were at reiners’, casually hanging out and porco just had to drag you into reiners’ room (he was in the living room) and eat you out there, finger fucking you whilst desperately licking at your clit with his split tongue

reiner, not knowing what he was walking into, entered the room, a blush evident on his cheeks at the sight of porco in between your legs, slurping your juices as if he was parched

you obviously noticed reiner first, feeling a rush of excitement at the knowledge of someone, your boyfriends’ hot friend, watching you in such a lewd position

porco removed his mouth, causing you to whine at the sudden halt in pleasure

“are ya’ gonna stand there, gaping like a fish? or are ya’ gonna watch?” porco huffed out, clearly pussy drunk, before shoving his mouth back where it belongs

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[that-sarcastic-writer]

Twisted Love

Billy Russo X Latina!Mercenary!Reader

Summary: based on this moodboard murder date with Billy made by the love of my life @fluffyprettykitty thank you for the inspo

Warnings: explicit sexual content, minors yall better dnfi, unprotected sex, p in v, creampie, fingering, blood kink, choking, hair pulling, degradation, he calls her a whore and she likes it, allusion to gunplay & knife play, Billy and reader get turned on by questionable acts, def dark themes, dark!Billy, dead bodies, actual murder, many acts of violence, and Billy canonically likes it rough and painful, they're both just unhinged

Reader is referred to as she/her, speaks Spanish here and there and is described to have long hair. If this is not you, that is okay. This is solely based on the moodboard. I use no further specifications so you can enjoy it regardless :)

WC: 4k

A/N: I'm sorry in advance for the person that I am, I blame selene for encouraging this. You have been warned, you read under your own responsibility. I missed Billy and his murderous questionable kinks, so here we are. (If you actually enjoy this you I guarantee we will see each other in hell)

"Billy." You groaned quietly, the voice in your earpiece shutting up at the sharpness of your voice. 

"Yes darlin'?" 

"I can't focus on shooting your target if you keep saying how you're going to fuck me stupid tonight. Or how you've been really wanting to fuck me with your gun." You said the last part through your teeth as you did your best to remain professional and stay focused. You were a mercenary, sure, but you were a professional one. 

"If you keep talkin' back, I will do so much more than that. You like knives, don't you?" You could hear the smug smirk he probably had on his face through his voice, even through your earpiece.

You couldn't help but groan, your skin growing burning hot under all of your gear, and it was getting hard to control your breathing the longer he kept spitting filthy words at you. 

"This is your op, Billy. So we can either have phone sex or I can shoot your target. Can't do both." You rolled your eyes, adjusting your grip on your handgun as you tried to ignore the heat between your legs. You heard him chuckle. 

"You're gettin' paid either way darlin'," he reminded you. "But if you get a headshot, I'll give you your bonus." 

You actually laughed at this, a smirk of your own falling on your lips, "You know I never miss. Don't gotta double tap if I shoot 'em in the head." 

This was like a little game of yours. Any time Billy called you— for anything other than a good fuck— it was for a target mission off the books. Legally, he was just a private contractor. Private security was his main gig. But off the books, he was still getting paid to take out targets for his old military superiors. When someone pushed at his buttons too much, he called you. Because you were like a ghost, in and out, no one even knew you were ever there. And he thought your post-op adrenaline made for killer sex. You getting paid was just a courtesy on his end. You had honestly stopped caring about the money a long time ago. But he paid you your part anyway. So it was a win-win situation for everyone involved. 

"Mhmm,  I love it when you talk dirty." He sighed a long breath and you smiled to yourself, holding your gun close to your chest as you quietly walked through the dark, otherwise empty house. You could hear movement and indistinct voices on the other side of the wall

"I hear voices in the next room. Two targets so far. Standby for confirmation." Billy laughed at how official you sounded. You truly never did get rid of that military part of you. 

You peeked your head through the crack on the door of a large study. You chewed on your bottom lip as you tried to identify the targets. One was the man Billy had hired you to kill, a Marine Colonel that had gotten too greedy and was making threats. That didn't exactly sit well with Billy or anyone else involved. The other man, though, you weren't sure, but he also seemed to be military. 

"I'm looking at your target. But I'm not sure who the other one is. Looks military, though. What do you want me to do?" You whispered the question to Billy. He stayed silent for a few seconds. You chewed on the inside of your cheek, growing inpatient at his silence. But he spoke before you could yell at him. 

He groaned first, clearly something hadn't gone according to plan. "Just take both of them out. I don't need witnesses." 

"Whatever you say, pretty boy." You took in a deep breath, your heart starting to race as the adrenaline started to pump in your blood. 

"Remember, I want you in and out, don't worry about nobody else. That's what I'm here for, baby." 

"You're such a romantic, mi cielo." You bit your lip, you heard him chuckle in response. 

You waited another second, long enough for them to be close enough for you to take them out both at the same time before the other could draw their gun. Stealth was your specialty anyway. You were thankful the large doors didn't creak when you opened them further. Both men were facing away from you. Good. You took a step inside the study, and with a grin, you pulled the trigger. 

One. 

Two. 

Both men dropped to the ground with a thud. You sighed out the breath you had been holding and you slowly approached the two bodies. And you smiled at your work. 

Headshots. 

"I'm done here. Getting out now." You said to Billy. You heard him give you a quick hum of confirmation. 

You nodded to yourself, picking up your shell casings before you hurried out of the study. You went around through long halls for what seemed to be an eternity, until you came to the hall that led to the foyer of the house. 

Almost there. 

"Don't you fucking move." A voice rasped beside you. You saw out of the corner of your eye the barrel of a handgun. Well so much for Billy taking care of everything. 

You closed your eyes, slowly raising your hands to show your handgun. You turned your head enough to look at the man. More military. Great. This was going to be shit show. 

"Who the fuck are you? Why are you here?" The man screamed at you, his gun still on your face. You said nothing, you simply stared at him. He couldn't really see your face, not through your balaclava. Only your eyes were visible. "Give me that fucking gun and get on the ground. Now!" 

You stared at him, not moving a muscle. The only man you would ever get on your knees for was Billy. This one could shoot you for all you cared. 

"I said get on your knees or I'll shoot!' 

"Shoot me then." You said dryly, hands still in the air. 

Just get a bit closer, you thought. 

The man seethed at your response and stepped closer. Your lips irked up. You turned your body, your free hand gripping his gun and diverting it away from your head. The man squeezed the trigger. You grunted loudly, your ears ringing, but you didn't care. You wrestled with the man, landing a punch on his face that made his nose gush with blood. He stumbled backward but didn't fall. If anything, that made him more angry, and he lunged at you. He reached for the braid that stuck from under your balaclava and he pulled, really fucking hard. You grunted out in pain when he tugged your hair to drag you close enough for him to grab you. You fought against him, but you could only do so much against a man twice your size. His fist hit your jaw with enough force to make you dizzy for a second. And he took that opportunity to grab your vest and threw you over a nearby coffee table. Your body slammed so hard against it you ended up on the floor, with it in pieces. 

You weren't a religious person, but goddamn, you were seeing God right about now. You groaned in pain as you tried to push through. You tried to sit up as fast as you could, but the man was already towering over you, and a large boot forced you down by your chest. You forced down the cry of pain you wanted to let out, only breathing out sharply instead. You couldn't find your gun, and you had one, pointed right at your face now. 

"Fucking bitch." The man spat, leaning down to tear your balaclava from your face. You grunted, your face twisted into a scowl as he pulled it off. He scoffed. He was about to say something into his walkie when a voice you were all too familiar with caught his attention. 

"Hey." Billy stood a few feet away, having heard the gunshot and ran in. He didn't even flinch when he pulled the trigger. The man dropped dead a second later. 

You blew out a breath of relief, and you laughed, running a hand over your face. Well shit. You were hoping you wouldn't get any blood on yourself tonight. 

Billy was beside you in a split second, a large hand pulling you up to your feet. His eyes were big with a mixture of panic and anger, and he scanned your body for injuries. His hand landed on your lip, split and bleeding. His jaw ticked but you shook your head at him. 

"You okay?" He asked with a heavy breath. You nodded at him, your own hands touching his face. Blood stained his neck and part of his face. But you had a feeling it wasn't his. "Si?" 

You nodded again, "Si." 

Billy plastered a hard kiss on your lips, his hand holding the back of your head. You hummed against his lips, gripping his own vest. He pulled back after a few seconds, and his eyes landed on the dead man lying next to him. His neck twitched, and his jaw tightened as he pulled the trigger two more times. The man was already dead, Billy had shot him in the head the first time. But he needed to get that out of his system. 

"That was by far the hottest thing you've ever done for me." You breathed out, adrenaline pumping through your veins. You kissed him this time. Much harder. He groaned into your mouth, the side of his handgun brushing your hip as he gripped them with both hands. 

"Did you do what I asked?" He muttered against your lips. 

"Headshots. As always." You smirked against his lips, your skin growing hot just as the ache between your legs grew. 

"Mhmm, that's a good girl." He pressed another kiss to your lips. "Come. Gotta get outta here." 

You nodded, looking on the ground for a second for your handgun. Your eyes skimmed around for a bit before you smiled and you happily picked it up from the ground. When you looked up, Billy was looking at you with an irked eyebrow. 

"Que? It's my favorite gun. I wasn't gonna leave it here. It's got my fingerprints all over it." You shrugged, casually walking past Billy towards the kitchen. You came through that backdoor. It'd probably be easier to leave that way as well. 

Billy watched you with a raised eyebrow. It did always turn him on to see you in your tactical gear. He laughed to himself and followed you. He stayed close behind you, within hand reach at all times. He was so close that he actually bumped into your back when you stopped abruptly. You turned around, and one of your hands came to grip his vest while the other held up your handgun. He frowned, about to question you when you forcefully moved him to the side an inch or two. 

"Agh shit!" He grunted out, a bullet still catching the plate on his back with enough force to make him stumble. 

You kept your grip on his vest as you pulled the trigger twice and he heard a loud thud a second later. When he turned his head he saw a guard on his back, writhing in pain as blood gushed from his chest. Shit, he must have missed the guy when he was clearing the outside of the house. 

He draped a hand over his shoulder where the bullet hit, eyes never leaving you as you quietly walked over to the guard, gun held up. The man began to stammer, coughing up blood as he tried to crawl away. You blinked, head tilted and jaw tight as you pulled the trigger two more times. The man stopped moving with that second bullet. Your face twisted with disdain when you felt blood splatter on your face. Again. 

"Agh, puta sangre de mierda." This fucking blood. 

You harshly wiped your hand over your face, probably making a bigger mess than there already was. You flinched, your gun held up and stopped at Billy's chest. He had a wide smirk on his face, his hands raised, but he was just mocking you. 

"You wanna point that gun somewhere else, pretty girl?" He taunted with a smirk. You gritted your teeth and clenched your jaw. 

"Estás fucking sordo?" Are you fucking deaf? Billy couldn't speak Spanish. But he had learned to pick up on your angry Spanish over time. His smirk only grew wider when you holstered your gun and slammed your flat hands against his chest, attempting to shove him, but he didn't move much. "Did you not hear the motherfucker coming? Are you okay? Did the bullet go through the plate?" 

He found your angry concern amusing, endearing even. But the mocking smirk on his face only made your blood boil more. 

"Aw, my pretty mercenary is worried about me?" He taunted you more, and the fire in your eyes made him completely forget about the throbbing on his shoulder blade. Though he felt a different kind of throb when he felt your flat palm collide with his cheek. 

His eyes widened for a second as he processed the heat spreading through his cheek. He breathed a laugh, but it wasn't a humorous one. Not in the slightest. He ran his tongue over his lips, he could taste the smallest bit of blood. He counted in his head. Six guards altogether, three Marines inside. There were five dead bodies outside. Four inside. Good. 

He didn't say a word as he reached out to you, he grabbed the back of your braid and crashed his lips against yours with so much force it gave you whiplash. You didn't protest though, you welcomed it, actually. You gripped his vest tightly as he slipped his tongue inside your mouth. He hummed with satisfaction as you clung to his vest. He gripped your hair tightly as he made you back into the kitchen island behind you. 

You gasped into his mouth when you felt him hoist you up on the counter. 

"The fuck are you doing?" You pulled back enough to speak, not that you were arguing with him, you had been wanting him ever since you got here. He flashed you a sadistic grin as he gripped your vest and pulled you to the edge so that he was standing between your open legs. 

"Gonna fuck you stupid. That's what." He replied in a heartbeat as his fingers unbuckled the clasps of your vest. He tossed it aside and his eyes instantly landed on the blood splatters staining your jaw and neck. 

"Right here?" You gave him a wide eyed look, lips slightly parted as he ridded himself of his own vest, leaving him a plain black long-sleeve compression shirt. 

"Right here. You did everythin' I asked, and more. And you know I'm a man of my word." Your long-sleeve black shirt was gone next and his lips immediately attached to your jaw. "You don't gotta play innocent with me darlin'. Bet if I touch you you’ll be soaking wet." 

Fuck, you wished he didn’t know you so well. You were real fucking good at pretending with the whole world. But you couldn't pretend with him. And you couldn't deny that you had been wanting him to fuck you senseless the second you saw his face that day. And that tactical uniform of his, fuck it didn't help your cause in the slightest. 

"You know I always want you, doesn't matter when or where." You answered through a ragged breath, your eyelashes fluttered as he ran his tongue over the skin of your neck, and at the same time, he shoved his hand into your cargo pants, right past your panties.

"Yeah, you want me? You want me right now? Covered in blood and everythin'?" He pulled back enough to watch your face as his finger brushed over your cunt. And he was pleased by how right he was. You were so wet. Your mouth fell open as he slipped a finger into you with ease. "You are such a fuckin' whore. You've been this wet this whole time, haven't you? You just killed three men for me, and you're wet?"

God, you should feel disgusted with yourself, with him, but you felt nothing of the sort. If anything, it aroused you more. You ground your hips against his hand, desperate for more as your shaky hands fumbled with the belt of your cargo pants. You tugged until you ultimately got them off one leg once you managed to kick off one of your combat boots. Billy only watched with amusement as you struggled. But he otherwise didn't help you. He liked watching you struggle.  

"Goddamn you're so needy. Such a needy whore." He mocked you with a laugh, but he rewarded you with another finger nonetheless. 

"Yes, yes I'm a whore." You whined, holding yourself upright by gripping his shirt. "I'm your whore. Fuck— Please, I did good." 

Billy nodded at this, the pathetic pleads coming from your mouth making his cock strain against his cargos even more. How such a fierce and vicious mercenary like yourself could give in so easily to him he had no idea, but he sure wasn't complaining. Not in the slightest. 

"Yeah. Yeah, you did. I'm gonna give you exactly what you deserve, don't worry." He spoke through a groan, he rutted his palm against your clit, brushing against it as he curled his fingers against that one spot that made your thighs shudder. 

You bunched his shirt around your fist as your mouth fell open in a silent moan, your hips involuntarily grinding against his hand. Billy watched with amusement as you desperately rocked yourself back and forth on the counter while he undid his pants with his free hand. 

His fingers left you abruptly, leaving your chasing and jaw slacked. You whined, your mouth opening to curse at him but he was gripping your braid with one hand as he brushed his cock through your folds, coating himself in your slick. 

"Yell at me again and I will fuck you with my gun until you cry." He spat, his jaw twitching as he forcefully slammed into you with a snap of his hips. 

You actually cried out this time, your toes curling and your nails dug into his chest. He pulled you to the edge of the counter until your legs hung loosely over his hips. He wound up his hand around your hair, pulling your head back as he rutted himself against you. He held your neck on full display as he dipped his head and ran his tongue over where blood stained your skin. 

"Fuck baby— you always feel so good. But goddamn, you fuckin' taste like heaven." He breathed against your skin, dragging his tongue from your pulse point to your jaw. 

Your fingers slipped into his hair, tangling around the chocolate locks to the root. And you pulled, and you pulled so hard he actually grunted in pain. 

"Dios Billy." You moaned, your lips against his ear, and he slammed into you so hard then he made you slide back on the counter. 

"Not God, baby. But I can be." He breathed out a laugh, his face pressed against your cheek as he wrapped his long fingers around your throat. "Trust me, darlin', when I'm done with you, not even God is gonna make you get outta bed tomorrow." 

You choked out a cry as he brought you closer against him— if that was even possible— and threw one of your legs over his shoulder. His cock hit so deep it actually made you roll your eyes back this time. 

"O-oh shit— shit Billy. I'm gonna come. Please, I wanna come." You spoke in between pants, what you could manage to say with his hand on your throat. You were holding on to him for dear fucking life, both arms thrown over his shoulder as if he was the only thing keeping you from slipping off the countertop. 

"You wanna come? My pretty mercenary wants to come? You earned it, didn't you?" He pulled back enough to watch your face, and he released the grip on your throat so you could respond. 

"Yes! Coño I earned it, please." You sounded so desperate but you didn't care, if there was one man in this world you could let yourself be vulnerable for it was Billy. 

"Mhmm, of course you did." He slipped his hand between your bodies and his thumb rubbed harsh circles on your clit and he drilled into you, pretty much holding you in one place with a tight grip on your ass. "Yeah, like that? Yeah just like that, come for me. You're good at following orders, so come." 

You were seeing white the second his thumb was on your clit and your fingers tugged at the roots of his hair as you came with a silent cry. You eyes were screwed shut and your mouth was hanging wide open as you gripped him tight enough to make his cock twitch. He breathed out a sigh of satisfaction and his lips curled up as he felt your wetness coat his cock. He looked down, and the sight of his cock slick with your come almost made him lose it. 

With a grunt he held you to his chest with a tight grip on the back of your neck and his fingers dug into your ass, holding you still for him as he fucked you. 

"Yeah, you take it just like that. Fuck— fuck that's a good girl." He moaned out the words, his head falling back ever so slightly. Enough for you to press your lips to his neck. But what made him completely lose it was your tongue, on his neck, similarly licking up the dry blood on his skin. "Ooh fuck me." 

His fingers dug deep into your scalp, enough for you to feel a slight burn, but you didn't fucking care. You dragged your lips up to his jaw as he fell still and you breathed out a laugh of satisfaction when you felt him spill himself inside you. He dragged his hips lazily, once, twice more before he just stood still. His fingers were deep rooted in your hair and his eyes were closed. You closed your own eyes as you pressed your forehead against his chest with a lazy smile on your face. 

Billy was silent, his fingers loosening on your hair until only his fingers were lazily dragging his fingers through the now loose strands. You kept your face on his chest, simply listening to his rapid heartbeat that matched your own. It slowly went steady, back to its normal rhythm. Only then Billy pulled back enough to look at your face. His dark eyes watched your face with something much softer and his fingers brushed over your bruised lip. 

"'M fine Billy. You've done worse." You sighed softly at him, your hand coming up to hold his wrist. He furrowed his eyebrows at you. 

"That's me, though. I've never hit you— without your permission anyway. But I've never bruised your face. It ain't the same." He frowned, and you couldn't help but grin at his protectiveness. 

"I said I'm fine, mi cielo." You squeezed his wrist and shot up your eyebrows at him with a suggestive smile on your face. "Does this place have a master bathroom?" 

Billy thought for a second, he had been here once at least before. He figured a house this big probably did have a large bathroom. 

"Probably, why?" 

"Wanna wash this blood off me?" 

Billy's scowl was quickly replaced by a wide smirk of his own and he could feel his cock twitch the slightest bit as your suggestive tone. 

"For this pussy? Baby, I'd kiss the fuckin' ground you walk on." 

Billy was a fucked up man that had met his fucked up match. And he'd be damned if he ever denied you anything.

[sxnnimoon]

Seungmin x Reader

Baby has needs, what better way to get your needs met than your hot boy toy?

18+, MINORS DNFI

Stress relief comes in many different shapes, forms and ways. Yours just so happened to be your boy toys cock. What a perfect way to get through it. Better yet? The man was obsessed with you. Would do anything you asked.

It was one of those nights where you wanted to play and you knew exactly where to start.

Your texts started out innocent at first, you knew what made him weak.

“Think wisely now pup,” his voice low and enticing.

You bit your lip imaging how frustrated he must be right now, cock hard as a rock, hands coming up to run through his hair as he let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Keep this act up and it’ll be the last thing you do.” His voice cutting off, the message had ended.

You needed him. Craved him even. You knew he was out with the members but you didn’t care. You were Ridding yourself of the shirt covering your naked form, you rid yourself of the shirt covering your naked form. The cool air hitting your hot skin caused you to gasp. Hitting record, you trailed a hand down your breasts, fingers finding your folds. Letting out whine as you danced along your clit. Ending the video you pressed send. Were you being a brat? 1000% , but you couldn’t wait for what he’d release on you. Getting him worked up was what you lived for.

Looking at your phone, you took notice at the three dots appear and then disappeared. Only to reappear seconds after. You got him. A picture finally popped up. His hand holding onto his very much noticeable and no doubt sensitive bulge. Minutes felt like hours, you grew impatient and nearly took care of yourself until you heard him.

“Where the fuck are you?!” His tone filled with lust and annoyance.

The door creaked as he finally made his way into the room. The vision of you spread out, naked waiting for him was so much better in person. He let out a groan. Your eyes fell on his figure, his cock needing to be released.

He catches your gaze.

“I hate you.” He says, moving closer. “You need to be stopped.”

“That’s mean.” You pout.

“I’ll show you mean.” He grabs your chin with force. “Maybe then you’ll actually behave.”

You smirked, “I’d like to see you try.”

He titled his head as if to say, "Is that a challenge?”

Crawling toward his now seated figure, your hands ran along his thighs, gently brushing against him. Cock was the only thing on your mind and you were gonna get your fix.

“You want it?” He raised a brow.

You bit your lip, nodding your head.

“Then work for it.” He squeezed his cock.

His cold tone could easily make you cum on the spot. Your hands moved quickly to free his cock. Once free, you moaned at the sight. Pre-cum beading at the tip causes your mouth to water.

“Look at you pet, so filled with need over my cock.” His hand caressing your hair.

Not waiting for approval your mind takes over. Licking up his shaft, you feel him shudder at the sensation. Keeping the game up, you teased him. Kissing the tip, a lick here and there, a quick suck of the tip is what threw him over the edge.

“You wanna play?” Annoyance evident. “Fine, let’s play.”

Grabbing you face he pushed his cock passed your lips before fucking your face.

“You just couldn’t wait could you?” He spoke through gritted teeth. “You’re nothing but a cock starved slut.”

His thrusts began to slow. You knew he was close just by the change in moans. Letting you up for air, you gasped. Throat raw, you could still feel him.

“I’m not cumming in your mouth,” he stood up, causing you to stumble backwards. “All fours. Bed. NOW.”

You sat there fucked out not registering what he was saying.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.. hurry your ass pet or I’m walking out that door.” That was hot and you were soaked. Your pussy needed to be filled and you couldn’t wait any longer. As you got into position all he could do was stare. You looked so small and breedable in his eyes. He needed to fill you up. Running a finger down your folds, he bit his lip.

“You’re soaked pup,” he brought his finger to his lip. “All for me?”

Your whine soon turned into a squeal.

“I asked you a question,” hand caressing where it previously hit. “You better answer when spoken to.”

“All for y-” he pushed his way in with no warning. “FUCK SEUNGIE” you cried out.

He showed no mercy. His thrusts were fast and hard. The stretch was absolutely delicious, you were seeing stars.

“Fuck. Fuck. Right there baby.” You moaned.

“Take it,” he grunted. “Fuck, you’re doing so good for me pup.”

“So fucking good puppy.” He threw his head back in pleasure.

Each time he spoke your pussy clench, each praise drew you closer to the edge. You started fucking him back, moving your hips to meet his thrusts. The gesture earned you multiple ass slaps.

You whimpered.

“Patience pet, you’ll get the release you need.” He cooed, “just behave.”

[dveam]

i love that they walk into each others office without knocking, the others space is their space and they’re so comfortable in that. dream watching george get stressed during squidcraft and walking in to help cheer him up only to be surprised at the door being locked so george left it unlocked the next day for him 😭❤️ and george quietly sneaking into dreams office on his birthday and dreams voice changing when he realized george was coming in. and george dropping off grapes for him 😭😭😭❤️

ohh my dnfies they care about each other so much

[cherryshh]

God. Never promoting a “negativity” blog ever AGAIN. “Editblr isn’t all rainbows and sparkles” OKAY BUD, BUT DONT ASK FOR ME TO PROMO YOU THE ACTUAL FUCKITY FUCK??? Also allowing people to call STARTING editors dumb or useless, ALLOWING people to send death threats is .. insane I don’t care. (NOT TARGETTED AT ANY OF THOSE BLOGS IN SPECIFIC, JUST THINGS I’VE HEARD FROM MY FRIENDS) “Just block them”. I did. I already did. Still since ya’ll care so much about “freedom of speech” and use it as an excuse to shit talk TEENS who have done NOTHING to you on the internet then I can say this too. DNFI if you’re one of those blogs + if you’re my mutual idc if you promote them just don’t bring it to my attention. They always say they’ll “handle it well” and ends in the same shit. Thanks.

TLDR; DNI if you’re a negativity confession blog.

[demonstars]

i believe part of it is that george was less open with his affection and dream needed more affirmation. the way they’ve adapted to each other’s needs and communication styles has been really beautiful to see :( they love each other so much

my dnfies. they both needed time and to talk to each other and I'm so happy they do and most of all care about each other so fucking much :(

[purpleglitch]

https://www.tumblr.com/purpleglitch/739533499327971328/cgeorge-would-love-to-hold-cdreams-heart?source=share

didnt want to add to your post unwanted but have you ever watched once upon a time? if not its a tv series following a lot of fairy tales characters stuck in our world. is super fun, a lot of complicated family trees and bad cgi magic. the reason im mentioning it is bc it literally has a plot line of people who are magical can like. pull out your heart. from your body. and if they crush it you just die. you can also check this way if someones heart is pure red or is someone is becoming a bad guy as villains have darkness in their heart. ANYWAY your post made me live for a second in ouat x dsmp au in which george can literally literally hold dreams heart and even judge if he really is such a monster based on how dark his heart become. anyway thank you for your attention awesome post 10/10

i've heard of once upon a time before but i didnt know about that so i had to watch some clips of it and OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDD FAVEEEE and the fact that it hurts the person who gets their heart pulled out??? WOWWW c!george pulling c!dream's heart so gently and caressing his face while doing so as to not make him hurt much and being so mesmerized by the glow of his heart,,, but then months later maybe before the dethronement, george pulls dream's heart and the uncomfortable silence at seeing the black spots on what used to be pure red,, dream not caring a lot about what it means for him but george feeling dream slipping away from him and that represented in his heart, he holds his heart to his chest for a second mentally praying for the spots to go away, for things to go back to what they used to but he knows it's too late :(

thank you for this, im gonna go scream in the corner now i love this so much 😭 in a clip i watched someone said that the evilness is not reversible but it grows and grows soooo... doomed c!dnfies....... unless c!george becomes evil too and they reunite becoming evil husbands together...... 😁

[legoiscrying]

Hello! ☆

This is going to be my pinned post here, and I'm also looking for mutuals :D Please write something in replies if you're interested.....Please 💔

I'm Lego, I go by she/they, and I speak Ukrainian and English !

My current hyperfixation is South Park, AND MOSTLY KENNY MCCORMICK !! Him, Craig and Clyde are my favorite characters. If you like Kenny, care about him, find him funny OR AT LEAST FIND HIM OKAY let's be friends. I also have a lot of ships with him and open for new ones so can go with whatever you like!!

More info

DNI: Basic dni criteria (homophobic, transphobic, misogynistic, racist etc); support russia, appreciate russian culture, "don't have an opinion" about russia; active in russian side of the fandom (like, have other social medias on russian); harass people over pixels

DNFI: uhhhh not much to say but I guess if you dislike kenny you'll find it boring here

Note: I'm autistic, so I can be pretty weird about things I like. My special interests are: Identity V, space fantasy.

From here I'll tell about my South Park preferences :)

As I said, I like Kenny in a not-very-normal-amount. So my favorite ships are obviously with him. Here's my favorites! I mostly talk about them only

(first picture template belongs to @hatsunevitu )

I also have other OTPs, I really love them, but I need to warn you that I don't care about them as much as I do care for kennyships xD

NOTPs......I have them but it's not that big of a deal

And the last thing I'll add: My South Park kin is Craig. Yeah. He's just like me frfr

That's all I can say about myself?? I can't promise to post regularly but I'll try my best. Thank you!!

[dtupdates-archive]

♡—DREAM was active on Dream__Fanart (pt. 1)! He liked:

tumblr req :3

he scares me sometimes

living life like limitless, there's nothing else but right here right now 💚🏔️

👹.

*sigh* yes, i am a crybaby...

😴🥰✨.

laaaa la laaaaaa

Traditional dream.

dteam eyes &lt;3

(untitled)

We need to put him in a bubble suit

protecting him from every illness ever

dream in my the most recent outfit (+cat beanie) cuz idk what to doodle

bro's doin great. take care of yourself buddy, we really appreciate you &lt;3

thank you for tweeting every couple of hours so we know you’re ok dream : ) dttwt hopes you recover quickly &lt;3

qts

thats crazy

Movie night in bed while recovering 🩹❤️‍🩹

it’s been rly hot outside ☀️

dream

The poor little guy is enjoying his rose tea

…

Real

脑一个战后小互动XD

Blob doodles

Everest 💚

just a happy lil guy

Him and his bodyguards 🫶✨

dnfies

hello

He’s sleepy 💤

your existence is precious! 🌼

Too silly

for alé :)

🩷.

Get well soon, king

eepy

:)

actually don't 😭💚

The littlest minecraft guy

alright

💚💙🦈Matching🦈💙💚

💚.

Doodle :3

dreamXD just stays silly :3

They're soggy :/

what are these guys doing on the mushrooms😲

⭐⭐⭐.

oh my, oh my god !

I did blob dream instead! :D✨

Smol dreamteam:D

stream ‘everest’ wherever you get your music!!! i love this song so much. thank you for making it, dream 🫶🏻

Sea otters hold hands while they're sleeping so they don't drift away from each other!

Pensieri sopraffatti

Dreamfanart should follow me for this one it’s a banger

smiley boy!! :D

dsmp s2 never happen but sometimes i think

“I lived bitch.”

little dteam in a mushroom playground but there is definitely a spider somewhere in it

ohhh i forgot to post these

🤯.

And he stays there ☝️‼️‼️

: )

[p1nkp0nkk]

💥, ☕️, 🙉, 🌌, 🏊, ✂️, 🚆, 🌪️ for. ask game. any oc I am. curious. I tried to only pick one interesting one from each section to limit myself but. oh my god there were so many sections. you don't need to answer all of those if you don't want to there's literally eight.

ill be. switching between ocs then to. try and provide the most interesting answers. may or.may not use different ocs for same question aswell

💥what emotions do they have trouble dealing with

dexter. cannot recognize being happy so instead it feels like adrenaline and it kinda stresses him out because for him adrenaline usually means that bones in danger. so it. scares bug really bad. (this is a self projection however i have since gotten over this)

☕cold or hot beverages, favourite drink?

i think. pink enjoys both actually but likes cold more. pink makes. a lot of coffee and tea but despite that i think she probably just like water or juice(cranberry in particular probably. just juice in general though)

dexter. likes black coffee. antrigus likes anything fruity and trigerz likes oil

🙉what is the worst thing your oc could hear from someone

im. actually not sure. pink has a really bad fear of making people anxious and stressing them out. shes overall a really anxious person so if she feels like she's done something wrong it'll. kill her internally forever. dexter has a. really bad fear of people being inlove with him. also his parents being mentioned. trixie hates being compared to people. i think ill go with pinks answer though.

🌌what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

i. honestly don't know. tbh most of my ocs come from intense daydreaming or dreams actually(antrigus is a. notable example) there's not really inspiration behind. any of them. i guess the first thing i decided about antrigus was. his backstory. when i made him he basically immediately had lore with trigerz

🏊can they swim? are they afraid of water? how well do they swim and how do they feel about swimming in the ocean

antrigus cannot swim and is. not aware of it. he can't swim because. hes a robot. hes not afraid of water, he wouldn't swim well and. he probably is barely aware the ocean exists since its not something he's been told about often

dexter cant swim, he's mildly afraid of water, he. actually swims not awfully because of his fear instincts. if you threw him in water he would panic and would figure it out for the moment and then forget. he does not like the ocean

pink can swim, shes not afraid of water but she doesn't like it, she swims. okayly. but she doesn't like doing it. she probably does not enjoy the ocean much

i cant swim. i am afraid of water. i swim awfully. i hate the ocean(im. counting myself becquse ryan is me and im ryan)

✂️what is the last straw for them to cut someone out of their life. how easily do they let go of people

pink doesn't tend to cut people off. she doesn't let go of people easily whatsoever(she will. cry for like 6 months atleast.) shes a massive doormat. you could use the shit out of her and its. pretty rare she'll do anything about it. i guess there's not exactly a final straw, just at some point she gets tired of it and explodes at you and then feels guilty and cuts you off and thats it

antrigus. cuts people off over everything. if you're not extremely similar to him he'll probably find you annoying and put you on his dnfi list. he doesn't care about basically anyone so he lets people go very easily

🚆 what is their answer to the trolley problem?

trick question. pink kills herself instea

pink. stresses really hard and probably accidentally hits the 5 people. however if shes thinking rationally she'll only kill one of them. she might really fuck up and kills all of them on accident instead(/j. mostly.)

dexter. hits the 5 people because he hates everyone. he probably actually finds a way to hit all of them. however if ill stop being an edgelord for a second; he might hit the five people instead because atleast they won't be alone when they die. i feel like that could also go for pink actually.

🌪️ whats the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version?

pink has. changed a ton. however im gonna use trigerz for this example. originally, trigerz was basically just antrigus. he was annoying he was loud he was a total asshole and he was full of himself. however, at some point i. changed him because i had antrigus for that now and i thought lore wise this would be better. trigerz is more self reserved, hes definitely still full of himself but a lot less and he knows he has his flaws now. hes loud once you get to know him and he's passive aggressive only if you're mean to him. i think the biggest chance ive ever made was. his personality. yeah.

incase you're wondering; pink has changed because. i made her her own character. originally she was literally just me

i. wanted to use seraphim and asmodeus for these atleast once but i couldn't fit them in anywhere so. feel free to ask again and ill see if i can do that(i also wanted to fit blink in somewhere)(did not work)(i think it just doesn't work because none of these are as developed as my main ocs lol)

[yellowstitches]

I can't believe we're still doing this in the present day of 2022

TL;DR If you're aware that Sketch's official gender is paper and continue to call them a woman, or use solely she/her on it, get off my page.

So I'm going to say this JUST ONCE and pin it so everyone can see.

Sketchbook is non-binary. It's been confirmed since 2014.

(Tw for misgendering & transphobia in case the tags didn't work)

If you use she/her on Sketchbook, and/or see them as a girl/woman/female/WHATEVER, knowing that they are canonically non-binary, DNFI.

If I interacted first, it's because I didn't know. Don't bother telling me, just block me.

I don't care if you think "Paper" is a ridiculous gender, or if you think it was a joke, they are still canonically not a woman, and erasing that is erasing trans rep. It's transphobic. Get off my page. Same goes with portraying them as male, he/him, or anything that isn't neutral-aligned (Meaning neutrois, agender, xenogender, paper) I just don't see portrayals of that as much as binary female.

[lycanthropesbian]

What’s up bitches I’m Tricker (he/her) and I’m a 16 year old mixed (black/white/indigenous) + Jewish butch (intersex) aspec lesbian (happily taken!).

I’m a fictive and apart of a prof diagnosed DID subsystem. I also am the swaggest autistic + adhd + psychotic weird boygirl werewolf girl you’ll ever meet. If you’re weird to me about any of this I’ll kill you <3.

I like brown + green, movies/tv (Ginger Snaps, Hannibal, Jennifer’s Body, The Cabin In The Woods, An American Werewolf In London, Reanimator, Teen Wolf [yeah I know], Merlin, general horror, etc.), the woods, games (Minecraft, TLOU, The Path, Sonic, Resevil, and DND), werewolves + dogs, history (especially about medieval times and weapons), punk things, cartoons (Amphibia, TOH, Looney Toons, EAH, etc.), more I’m probably forgetting, and the most important thing I’m passionate about is my source (dimension 20).

Basic dnfi criteria (especially fuck off and eat shit if you’re a t*rf, pr*sh*pp*r, and/or mcyt/dream smp liker. I hate y’all so much and will tear you limb from limb and eat you for breakfast 😁). Ask to follow if you’re over 20 (unless I follow first). Also no discourse or kink/nsfw/18+ blogs (nothing against sex workers they just make uncomfortable since I’m a child) okay byeeeeee.

P.S. beware my activity can be all over the place cause being in a system is weird as fuck! Also I’m horrible at tagging shit so be careful if you follow + hard block if you want to break mutuals cause my memory is literally dog shit.

Credits | Must Read These if you’re a singlet | Links

[ID: a gif of red text on fire that says “autism spectrum disorder” in all lower case letters. END ID]

[heeghie]

JSYK.

I try to take a neutral stance on ace discourse. Ive always been a wishy-washy person whos opinion is easily swayed by the people I hang out with, and I got tired of trying to match my opinion to my friends opinions.

But since rejoining Tumblr as a mineblr, Ive seen a whole lot of people who have either exclusionists or inclusionists in their dnfi. Since I dont identify with either I followed both but...

Ive realised, at this point, I really dont mind aspec* people in LGBT+ spaces. I dont see a huge point in fighting it. It never felt right to me to call aroace people straight anyways. And although I wouldnt call myself inclusionist, my views line up with that of inclusionists much more than exclusionists.

I really dont care if exclusionists interact with me. But I do know many of you have inclusionists in your bios, and would probably like to not interact with me anymore. This is me telling you hey, my views line up with inclusionists, so you can decide whether you want to unfollow/soft me or not.

As for my inclusionist followers/mutuals, if you arent comfortable with me allowing interaction from exclusionists, I understand if you want to unfollow/soft too. Make your Tumblr experience comfortable for yourself!

To all of you: I hope you have a good day! Thank you.

*I know there is discourse surrounding whether “aspec” originated in the autistic or asexual community. A while ago I google searched it, and couldnt find anything saying autistic people were the first to use it, but did find a long post with sources that seemed to point towards it being an asexual term in origin. If anyone has sources that show that autistic people claimed aspec first, lmk!

[act1]

agged by @doreishounen i thank you !!

Rules: Answer eight questions and tag eight people!

Last movie I watched: honestly ?? i have no fucking idea its been 80 years

Last song I listened to: barcarola by sufjan stevens !

Last book I read: lord of the white hell by ginn hale 

Last thing I ate: som chicken nuggets and fries from mc d (the high quality dnd meal, u kno)

Where would you want to time travel to?: to the 1890s so i can meet my true love oscar wilde and also murder john douglass that motherfucker who ruined my life (and also oscars life bc i care about him very much!!)

Fictional character I would hang out with for a day: my absolute fave, elodin from kkc. or if i’m allowed to say my own characters then nise, or tribxy, or nihilism. yeah. or maybe taako im love him

If I could be anywhere right now where would I be?: i mean anywhere?? mars ?? obviously what kinda question.... or the nearest planet that has aliens.... or like if we’re talking earth, like being in a nice hotel in a foreign country (it’s like 9:42 so i wouldn’t be out on the town) yeah that’d be very nice very nice

i’m tagging... i’ll hit random letters and first to come up is tagged... @seraphix @aklras @tarlight @fortaine @wkthemoon @dnfi @hauntli @otooru yes sounds good