#n safe fw

[w0rnoutsock]

stretch them out. tell them that one more finger won't hurt. that you're doing it for their own good, that they need to learn how to take dick.

"shhh it's okay sweetheart i know you can take another one" , while they're crying, shaking and clenching around my 3 fingers already sliding all the way in.

"we should try the big toy today. right?" if they shake their head, just grab the toy and force it in. push one hand down on their tummy so they can feel extra full. watch their walls cling to the slippery silicone and their eyes get super teary as they won't stop sobbing.

"feels good, yeah?" they shake their head. "awhh you'll get used to it." kiss their forehead. ram into them. loosen them up. hit their cervix. bruise it.

[cnc]

[shotos-wifeyy]

sub!shoto plus VERY dom!reader

HUGEEEEE NSFW WARNING ✨

A heavy day of agency training. you burst into shoto’s dorm and collapse on his bed as he trails in silently behind you. he has several cuts on his face and arms, his hero costume ripped in several places. you had cuts too but he wouldn’t let you move until he patched them.

He hisses at you. “get off, your dirty”

“Mmm… don’t act like this is the first time i’ve colored your sheets~”

He deadpans at you and you giggle before jumping off.

You cup his face and move it around, examining his wounds. You push him onto his own bed, ignoring his protest. You straddle him and climb ontop of him as you disenfect and bandage his wounds.

“allll better” You kiss his head.

“thank you.” He sighs.

You trail your fingers teasingly down his chest and his arms. You examine the tears in his costume when you get an idea…

“What are you doing?” Shoto raises his head from resting on your shoulder as you slowly slide off his wrist band.

“…nothing.”

“baby..” He groans. “i’m too tired”

You continue to pull off his wrist bands before pushing him back onto the bed.

“shhh… where’s my good boy, hm?”

He quickly submits, whimpering slightly.

“is that my consent?” You tease, slightly serious.

“do what you want” He nods.

You slide his hands over his head, slipping both of them in one of his wrist bands so they are bound together. You can feel his erection as you continue to sit on him.

You tie his wristband to the headboard with something else you find, pushing him onto the bed as you slowly help to undress him.

“Hurry up..” he’d scoff, lifting his hips to help you remove his boxers and suit.

“I’m going as fast as i can…” You lie, purposely taking longer to torture him.

Eventually he’s fully undressed infront of you, whimpering as you take in the sight of him.

“Please baby…” He whines, his dick practically sticking up.

“Mmm~ patience my love…” You tease, slowly trailing your hands up his thighs.

He thrusts the air, obviously trying to find some kind of friction.

“Please let me out of these- stupid things!” He cusses, trying to move his hands. He squirms and fights, his entire body using any force to try and touch you.

“tsk, don’t be so vile.” You reach up and tighten them, he whimpers.

“i need to touch you-“ he gasps.

“Do i need to gag you?” You hiss.

He shuts his mouth immediately, looking at you desperately.

You tease his tip, only for him to whimper and whine,

“baby i can’t-“

“Shut up.” You hiss and he whines.

You wrap a hand around his shaft, he immediately whimpers from the contact. Jerking it off once, he moans loudly, thrusting his hips into your hand, his heels digging into the mattress.

You let him work himself in your hand, listening as he pants and moans, begging you to grip harder. Eventually you let go, he whines until you climb ontop of him.

“I’m going to burn these mother fucking things i swear to god” He huffs.

“I wouldn’t do that if i were you”

He pouts, his dismay quickly turning into pleasure as you sink onto him.

He immediately thrusts his hips into you, groaning deeply, the whole of him practically slamming down your expanse as you gasp.

You push his hips down and he whimpers. You roll your hips, slowly and painfully.

“a-ah..!” He pants, sweat dripping down his forehead. “s-so good..” he grunts and moans.

“Mmm~” You moan, gripping onto his hips for leverage as you slowly speed up your pace.

“B-baby-“ He gasps, trying to thrust up, but failing again your grasp. “o-oh~”

You can feel his dick twitching and pulsating with you around it, practically begging you for more.

“faster baby- please-“ He pants, begging, moaning as he burrows the back of his head into the pillow.

You sped up and he practically screams, his legs twitching as he face scrunches. his moans coming out long and deep.

“fuuck- So good baby-“

“So long~” Youd moan as he whimpers in response.

“all yours baby-“ He breaks from your grasp and thrusts desperately with your movements. “all yours~”

You lean down and suck on the tender skin of his neck as you roll your hips together. He moans, relaxing as his hands give up fighting the restraints.

“Nngh~ a-ah…” He would moan, his head leaning back to give you more access to his neck.

“That’s my good boy~ finally submitting~”

He whimpers in response, “anything you want- hnng~”

You sped up in response, he moans loudly. “b-baby!”

“you like that? oh~” You moan.

“i-i’m so close-“ He would beg. “D-don’t stop- faster baby-“

You sped up, gripping so hard to his hips your leaving marks. One of your hands reaches up to his hair as you continue to litter his neck with hickies. You tug at his hair, making him moan and whimper even louder.

“You take me so good-“ He would gasp, moving his hips, knowing it would hit your gspot.

You would gasp and moan, tugging his head back hard as you bite his neck.

“a-almost there~ fuuck~ baby~” He moans.

“You guys okay in there?” Someone speaks from outside the door.

Shoto had to have heard it, but he obviously dosent care. moaning so loudly you slam your hand over his mouth. stopping your movements.

“Hello?” The voice calls again.

Shoto looks at you pleadingly. You start to roll your hips again, muffling his cries with your hand.

“all good! sorry he has night terrors.” You shout back, bitting your lip as he jerks his hips to your gspot once more.

“Okay… Just try to keep it down, alright?” The voice practically pleads.

“Yeah! got it!” You agree, rolling your hips faster as shoto moans in protest.

“Night terrors?” The voice asks.

You give up and let go of shoto’s mouth, catching his lips in yours. He moans loudly into your mouth as you sped up your hips.

You bite his bottom lip forcefully. he whimpers.

“okay, i think i’m gonna go now-“ The voice awkwardly steps away.

You continue to fight shoto’s tongue in a heated kiss as he jerks his hips up.

“b-baby-“ He gasps, his legs twitching.

You lift your lips and pant into his shoulder. “Cum for me baby… let me feel you~”

He dosent need a second word as he moans your name. “y-y/n!~”

He freezes and shivers, hard. White hot liquid seeping out of your folds onto your thighs.

“mmm… good boy” You kiss him softly, coming with him not far after.

He pants and whines. “please let me go now baby…”

“why should I?” You smirk.

“I just want to cuddle you.” He pouts.

He knew that would break you. You lean up, sliding him out of you with a small whine from you both. You reach up and untie the wrist cuffs, undoing his hands. Almost immediately he grabs your hips and forces you onto the bed, climbing over you.

“Shoto! what are you doing?! i thought you were tired!”

“did you think i was done? after you tying me up?” He smirks, thrusting into you.

You gasp and moan.

“No my love.. you’re all mine…” He thrusts deeply again with a groan. “all mine..”

[bleachbyatch-blog]

Do it like daddy

Summary: Shoto tries his best to help you finish. When Endeavor catches you two, he offers to help. (Takes place after graduation, so everyone is 18+)

CW: Explicit sexual content, Rough oral sex (f and m receiving), breeding kink, threesome, incestual themes? (Shoto and Endeavor don't do anything with each other, the focus is on you), Dubcon at one brief point

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

This is my first fic on tumblr, so if you're reading this, please be gentle!

“Let me try again, please.” Shoto asked you, his eyes so sweetly earnest.

“What now? Here?” You were finishing up your sidekick work at the Endeavor agency.

“Why not? It’s late, we’re probably the last two here.” You chewed on your lip, thinking about how badly you wanted a release, one that had evaded you for a long time. 

“I dunno, Sho. If we get caught-”

“We won’t get caught if you’re quiet.” He toyed with the hem of your costume’s skirt and brushed his cool fingertips over the soft skin of your inner thigh.

“Ok, but don’t be upset if I can’t finish.” 

***

Endeavor’s flames burned lazily from where he sat at his desk, his whole body exhausted from another day of hero work. He scrubbed a hand over his face, and realized how badly he needed to shave. The rest of the paperwork could wait until morning, he decided. So, he gathered his stuff and began making his way out of the building. He was just about to leave when he swore he heard a tiny whimper from somewhere deeper in the building. 

“Dammit.” He headed in the direction of the noise to investigate. The building was usually empty by that time of night, but the soft sobs persisted, getting louder with every step he took. Endeavor rounded the corner to the sidekick’s office, when he stopped short in the shadows. His brain must have been short-circuiting (maybe the flames finally cooked it?) Spread out on the closest desk before him was you, one of his sidekicks. And down bobbing his head between your legs was his youngest son, Shoto. 

“Shoto, please..” You panted out, your muscles clenching, trying to help your orgasm along.

Endeavor couldn’t help himself, he palmed his suddenly agonizingly hard cock through his costume. He’d always had a soft spot for you and deep down he knew it was because he was attracted to you. He always loved how your soft and shy demeanor hid your immense raw power. He loved how you smiled at him even when he didn’t deserve it. He wanted you, and apparently his son wanted you in the exact same way. A sort of gross jealousy made his flames crackle a little, seeing his son have another opportunity that he himself would never get. 

“Shotoooooo.” You were practically wailing, your exposed breasts heaving with frustration. “Please, I’m close.” You were close to tears, feeling your orgasm build but never break was a special kind of torture that you could never get used to. Shoto worked his tongue eagerly over your softness, encouraged by your words. In his excitement, his rhythm faltered a little and you couldn’t help but groan in disappointment. 

“I’m sorry.” He sighed, hiding his face in your thigh. “I didn’t mean to.” He looked up at you self-consciously, his mouth and chin dripping with your wetness. That sight almost made up for the ruined orgasm. Almost.

“It’s not your fault.” You sighed. “It’s impossible.” You held your face in your hands, trying to hide just how upset you were from him.

“Hey,” he said, pulling your hands away to cradle your face to his chest. “I’ll go all night if I have to.” It was a promise, determination flashed brightly in his eyes.

“You want me to finish her off for you?” Endeavor’s deep voice startled the two of you from the shadows. “I don’t want you to be here all night.” You reached for your costume to cover yourself, but it must have fallen behind the desk. Endeavor finally emerged from the darkness. His eyes raked across your flesh and you burned. Burned with embarrassment of getting caught and the shame of liking it. 

“Dad!” Shoto cried out, wiping his face on his sleeve and stepping in to shield you. Shoto processed his father’s words for a moment before realizing what he actually said. “What the fuck? No, I don’t want you to finish her.” 

“But I could teach you how.” Endeavor offered, his words ringing filthily in everyone’s ears. Shoto froze in place and remained silent for a moment. He couldn’t possibly be thinking about it, could he? You thought, a wicked sort of anticipation coursing through you. Shoto finally glanced back at your trembling form, his eyes conflicted. 

“If you mean that, if you swear you can make her cum, then go ahead.” Shoto conceded, never taking his eyes off yours. 

“What?” You chime in dumbly. “What is happening?” 

Endeavor approached you where you were still perched on the desk. “Open your legs for me.” It was a command, but his voice was softer than normal, almost tender even. It made you want to obey. With a shaky breath, you parted your thighs, revealing the most intimate parts of yourself to the number 1 hero. To your lover’s father. 

“I’m glad to know you’re doing something right, Shoto.” Endeavor chuckled, running a long finger between the throbbing soaked mess of your folds. “Or are you just that desperate for it, (Y/N)?” You choked out a gasp as he brought his thumb down roughly on your sore clit. “Answer me when I speak to you.” He reached his other hand to grasp under your chin, his fingers prodding painfully at your jaw. 

“O-okay.” You were beyond nervous. You had always been intimidated by Shoto’s father, even after you joined his hero agency. And the prospect of him making you cum…had you in shambles. 

“Are you a desperate little slut?” Endeavor asked again. 

“Don’t call her names.” Shoto warned from his spot beside the desk. Endeavor slipped the tip of his finger up to probe at your entrance, swirling it around your hole.

“I can’t help it, listen to how needy she’s being.” 

“Mhmmm-” Was the best response you could give while your pussy was being teased so ruthlessly. Endeavor chuckled darkly at your red hot face before kneeling down between your legs. His tongue took up Shoto’s work lapping around your clit as he slid his finger in deeper between your wet walls. “Aaahh.” You cried out, pulling your heels up onto the desk to give Endeavor better access. 

“What a good girl.” Endeavor praised between slow passes at your trembling bud. “Have you ever had an orgasm before?” You shook your head, embarrassed. “If you want me to make you cum, say my name.” He took an absolutely sinful amount of pleasure tasting you, waiting to hear his name fall from your lips. 

“En-endeavor.” You squeaked out pitifully through your heaving breaths. 

“No.” He ripped his mouth away and retracted his finger leaving you untouched and aching. “My name. Enji.” He corrected sternly. You glanced over at Shoto, seeking permission for something that felt so impossibly filthy, you would be shocked if he granted it to you. “Don’t look at him. Right now, you’re mine.”

“Okay…Enji.” With a satisfied smirk, Endeavor continued his tantalizing treatment of your puffy pussy, building up that pressure in your core slowly. He added a second finger to better caress your insides, pushing up on your front wall until he’d pinpointed your softest, spongiest spot. “Oh god.” You felt an odd sensation, like you were going to come undone. Be unmade by his too-big fingers in your tight cunt. Melt beneath his fiery lips until you were reduced to a puddle wetting every surface of the desk. 

Your legs shook uncontrollably, Endeavor used his free hand to keep you in place. Your walls contracted around his fingers and he pushed back against them, targeting that precious spot until you were babbling his name frantically. White hot liquid splashed out around his fingers and coated his face and beard as your lungs let out one last cry, your very first orgasm wracking through your entire body. You fell back against the desk, seeing stars and trying to remember how to breathe. 

“(Y/N).” You felt the hair being brushed back from your damp forehead. “(Y/N) did you finish?” Shoto asked quietly. 

“Of course she did.” Endeavor said, tasting your remaining sweetness on his lips. “And she’s not done. Come here.” He motioned for Shoto to join him between your legs. Shoto hesitated for a moment before giving into his desire to make you cum no matter what. “Slip your index finger into her.” Shoto did, moaning at how soft and pliant his dad had made you. 

“Wait-” You choked out. “I’m still coming down.” 

Endeavor ignored you and added his own finger under Shoto’s and guided his son’s finger to your g-spot. “Do you feel that? How it feels different?” He coaxed Shoto’s fingers into a soft stroking motion, earning a loud moan from you. 

“Yes.” Shoto’s voice grew excited as he took over the motion on his own. 

“Now take your thumb and put it here.” Your clit pulsed painfully from the overstimulation. “Use gentle pressure when you’re rubbing it. She doesn’t need a lot to turn into a sloppy little mess.”

You looked up to both sets of eyes fixated on you, watching you writhe beneath their fingers. They could see everything from that angle, the way your greedy pussy sucked them in, the way your face would contort when you came a second time. 

“Sho…I can’t. Not again. Not like this.” You reached out to stop their hands.

“Do I need to hold you down?” Endeavor threatened with a sharp little smack to your thigh. 

“N-no, Enji.” Shoto’s finger halted inside you, unsure of what to do.

“Keep going Shoto, we’ll have her cumming in no time.” They resumed, but Endeavor switched up his rhythm to be opposite of Shoto’s, scissoring your little hole open as lewd squelching sounds filled the office. True to Endeavor’s words, after just a few moments you felt yourself on the edge of your second orgasm. You keened wildly and your vision blurred until your hole finished pulsing around their sopping fingers.     

“She didn’t squirt.” Shoto said, disappointment clear in his voice.

“That’ll take some practice.” His father chuckled before shucking off his hero costume, standing fully naked. 

“What are you doing?” Shoto asked warily.

“She’s not done until she cums on my cock.” 

“Absolutely not. You don’t get to fuck her.” The wetness on Shoto’s fingers frosted over as his quirk activated. 

“Do you want my cock, (Y/N)?” You looked down at his massive dick, its pulsing red tip leaking a long string of precum down to the floor. It terrified you, you had never taken anything so big…but the sight also made your cunt spasm with need.

“I’m sorry Sho.” You whined out. “I want it. Can I please?” Shoto averted his eyes, he didn’t think he could watch, but he wasn’t in the habit of denying you things you wanted. 

“Get it wet for me.” Endeavor guided you to your knees in front of him, his length bobbing in front of your face. You flicked your tongue curiously over the saltiness of his slit before suctioning the head between your lips. He threw his head back with a groan. You couldn’t fit much more of his length down your throat, so you settled from licking up the shaft, messily coating it in saliva. 

“Such a good girl.” Endeavor murmured before hauling you back up into your position on the desk. “Do you want it like this?” He slid his tip up to your entrance, pushing it past the first ring of muscle. “Or do you want me to flip you over and take you from behind?” 

“Ummm…” You hummed out dumbly. The sight of Endeavor’s cock penetrating you was making you lust drunk. 

“Guess it’s my choice.” He said gruffly before spinning you around and pressing your tits to the cool metal of the desk. Your pussy strained against his veiny shaft as he pressed deeper into you. It was heavy and hotter than you imagined, flames licked up your insides, opening the path for his cock. 

Shoto approached you from the other side of the desk despite his better judgment. His fist pumped his cock agitatedly. “Will you open?” He asks you shyly. You oblige him, feeling his veins slide onto your tongue. You give him a few exhausted bobs before he knots his hands in your hair and takes control, fucking your face harder than he ever had before. Not to be outdone, Endeavor continued to split you open, setting a pace that would surely bruise your insides. 

“Show me what a good girl you are and take it all, ok?” Endeavor grunted as he stuffed your pussy so full you were screaming around Shoto’s cock. Your poor little walls fluttered weakly against him, trying to push him out. 

“Ennnjiiii. Can’t.” Your words were so muffled he either couldn’t hear you or didn’t care. And just like that you were snapping once more, creaminess coating the base of Endeavor’s cock and dripping down to soil the discarded documents on the floor. 

“There you go.” Endeavor stroked your back as you cried through the final few waves of pleasure. “Gonna fill you to the brim with my cum.” 

“The fuck you will.” Shoto growled, his thrusting was erratic as he hit the back of your throat wickedly. The head of his cock was nestled down to deposit his own semen deep into you. 

“Are you going to quit fucking her throat to stop me?” Endeavor’s pace turned animalistic, his hands crushing the delicate skin of your hips as he forced you back even farther until his cock was punching your cervix. All Shoto could do was groan in response as his dick twitched and released his load. His hot cum dripped down your sore throat as Endeavor pummeled you from behind once, twice, three times more and was spurting his fiery seed inside your womb.

You were burning at each end. They had used up all of you, you couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. 

“Are you fucking breeding her?” Your lover’s angry voice brought you back down to reality and you realized his father hadn’t pulled out yet. 

“You relinquished this pretty pussy to me, I’ll do what I want with it.” Endeavor said finally, planting a messy kiss on the column of your spine.

[qininqinin]

Ride

cw: NSFW under the cut, f!reader, Cross x Reader, Cross is oblivious and Reader is nasty, +18, thoughts about riding, sweat kink, dacryphilia, kinda sub Cross?, creampie… 

notes: my first post here and it was obvious that it would be about my favorite boy.

It was unavoidable; no matter how hard you tried to keep yourself distracted, your thoughts always drifted back to your desire to ride Cross — and as if that relentless yearning tormenting your daydreams wasn’t enough, Cross remained completely unaware of your advances.

“I’m not great with these things; perhaps Nightmare would be better suited for it,” he replied when you invited him to spend an afternoon at the library. Feeling embarrassed, you had to stick to your lie and asked Nightmare for a book recommendation (which, to be honest, you didn’t even bother to read).

It was already difficult to make small talk with anyone who wasn’t Killer, but Cross was even more clueless — not that you don’t find that endearing in a way, but it was frustrating that he couldn’t pick up on even the subtlest hint or flirtation.

That’s why you found yourself here, in the training room; at least you weren’t alone. A bit further away, Cross and Murder were sparring, working on some moves and combined attacks.

The original plan was for just the two of you, but when Cross started taking the ‘training’ part seriously, you had no choice but to abandon it — bruises from falls weren’t exactly what you had in mind today (you would have preferred clear fingerprints marks on your waist, to be truth).

However, it wasn’t all in vain. Now, more relaxed on one of the benches in the room, you let your gaze roam over Cross’s body, savoring every detail. His exposed ribs and sternum, along with his spine, were glistening with a faint violet sweat. Soon, you let yourself drift into darker thoughts.

He was definitely the type to sweat a lot during sex, especially if it was to restrict his own movements - how you liked to imagine his sharp phalanges trembling against your thighs, both trying not to tear your skin apart as you grind yourself against him.

Your own sweat dripped down your breasts and stomach, all the while reaching Cross's pelvis, whilst he drooled himself — saliva trailing down his chin and onto the floor as you bounced on top of him.

You could almost hear his whimpers, begging to let him cum inside you — as he began to cry from the overwhelming stimulation you were causing, his tears mixed almost seamlessly with his own drool.

The gasps, his whimper way of moaning and begging for more, all of this would make you finally let him cum. And not satisfied with that, Cross would certainly take the reins and force your body to withstand his strong thrusts — those big hands finally grabbing your waist and turning your pussy into a fleshlight for his own pleasure.

And as he neared his own climax, Cross would bite your shoulder, leaving a bloody mark on your skin and preventing you from pushing him away. Your own blood and sweat mixing with his fluids, tears dripping down and leaving a stinging sensation on your new wound.

Your eyes would roll back as he apologizes so softly for hurting you, for breaking your body with nothing but sniffles and quiet moans-

“Hey! Ready for another round, or do you want to take a break for today?” Cross’s real voice pulls you back to the present.

Quickly, your eyes sweep up and down his body before settling on the little fuzzy lights in his eye sockets.

Anything to stay glued to that body, but that’s not what you say.

“I think I can handle a little more.” A mischievous smile plays on your lips as you notice a slight blush on Cross’s bonecheeks (whether from the workout or not, he’d definitely be blushing this way when you’re holding his face between your thighs).

[cherrynwinesk]

｡･ﾟ♡»Master List«♡ﾟ･｡

English/Inglés

Sapnap;

Come on down to Florida ~ sfw

Come on down to Florida pt. 2 ~ sfw [process]

Girlfriend with Period ~ sfw/nsfw

Toxic boyfriend ~ angst

Georgenotfound;

Girlfriend with Period ~ sfw/nsfw

Toxic boyfriend ~ angst

Dream;

Girlfriend with Period ~ sfw/nsfw

Toxic boyfriend ~ angst

Karl Jacobs;

Toxic boyfriend ~ angst

Roier

Just Relax Love ~ nsfw/smut soft (first time with)

Cuddling with Roier ~ sfw/suggestive

Headcanon's ~ nsfw/smut

Headcanon's pt.2 ~ nsfw/smut

Quackity

Princess Treat Headcanon's ~ sfw / soft (esp/eng)

Lights off ~ sfw / soft

Lights off pt.2 ~ sfw / soft

Polyamory w/ Wilbur n reader headcanon's ~ sfw

Let him work ~ sfw/suggestive

Added to QSMP ~ sfw

Headcanon's w Asían reader ~ sfw

Forever

Yandere headcanon's ~ nsfw/violent

Spreen

Headcanon's ~ nsfw

Cuddling Headcanon's ~ sfw

Cellbit

Cuddling headcanon's ~ sfw/soft/fluff

As u Sleep ~ nsfw/horror

As u Sleep pt.2 ~ nsfw/horror

Wilbur Soot;

Polyamory w/Quackity n reader headcanon's ~ sfw

Boyfriend Headcanon's ~ sfw

Español/Spanish

Quackity

Boyfriend headcanon's ~ sfw/ fluff

Princess Treat Headcanon's ~ sfw / soft (esp/eng)

Baila conmigo ~ sfw

Nihachu

Girlfriend Headcanon's ~ sfw

Roier;

Boyfriend headcanon's ~ sfw/nsfw

Just Relax Love ~ nsfw/smut soft (first time with)

Spreen

Boyfriend headcanon's ~ sfw/fluff

MishoAmoli;

Boyfriend headcanon's ~ sfw/nsfw

Shadoune;

Boyfriend headcanon's ~ sfw/nsfw

Reborn;

Boyfriend headcanon's ~ sfw/nsfw

Anunciando su relación ~ sfw

[herdiabolicalsin]

𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠, 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚒𝚝?

[w0rnoutsock]

your pet is being a little too bratty for your liking today?

shove your musky used boxers in their face and cover their mouth/nose with them while you force your fingers inside them with the other hand.

works wonders.

[tranzana]

The only three things a depressed fat ho3 with an 34t1ng Disorder needs💖💖💖

[promiscuousderg]

Fuck it I was gonna do a ficlet but finals are coming up and I cannot be bothered.

Maybe I'll do one once school is over.

[random-tinies]

Happy Vore Day, everyone! :D I'm really proud of this, so I hope you like it too ^^

[cherrynwinesk]

Ok hear me out-

happy Halloween first off all

SECOND,I WANT A VAMPIRE!CELLBIT FANFIC CAUSE ITS HALLOWEEN...

🍒: Too late for Halloween but I still want to write something scary (⁠ﾉﾟ⁠0ﾟ⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠~

As u sleep ~ Cellbit

Story g: horror (no love), not safe

Language: English/Inglés

⚠️: supernatural creatures, blood, murders, horror. This is too violent, minors or sensitive people do not read, NOT SAFE, ONLY +18, (no sex, only violence)

CC's: Cellbit, Pac mention

Reader g: Neutral reader

📝: All the content is fictitious and an attempt is made to adapt the PUBLIC personality of the cc's, that is, the personality that is shown in front of cameras, I do not know the true personality and any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence.

🍒: Hello, writing requests are always open, if you want something in particular, ask without fear. I clarify that English is not my main language, I apologize for any error and accept corrections to improve the quality of the content pt.2

Master List

Autumn had begun and you had just arrived in the city, starting a new stage of your life after not having found a job in your hometown after graduating from university, walking through completely unfamiliar streets at noon. While waiting for the traffic light to give way to pedestrians, a black-haired boy stood next to you, looking at his cell phone, completely distracted from his surroundings. "Hey how are you!?"

You were able to recognize him, he was a classmate of yours from university that you hadn't seen in a long time, his name was Pac, you didn't have much contact with him but you remember him perfectly participating in some classes.

"Hello, very good and what are you doing here?"

And you ended up walking around while talking about how life had treated u, apparently Pac ended up working for the government courts, he lived in an apartment shared with a friend and that he was on his day off. Meanwhile, you talked to him about how you had not been able to work in your specialty, and that you had left the nest looking for other alternatives to improve your quality of life, but that for the moment you were looking for a place to stay or maybe get a roommate so that the rent of an apartment does not fall completely on your shoulders. Pac told you that he had a friend who was looking for a roommate precisely because of the rent, if you were interested he could introduce you to him and you felt a momentary relief. You accepted and he took you to the nearest hospital, with Pac's identification u were able to enter the operating room areas, you walked to the end of the hallway where there was a sign with "Morgue", you entered and the place was very cold, your arms had goosebumps the moment you enter. You passed by several desks to the end of the place where there were some huge metal refrigerators, and there was a boy, dressed in a completely white insulating suit, white latex gloves that were now red, and with this a scalpel. "Cellbit I want to introduce you to a friend" The boy turned around revealing the body on the metal table, completely open from his chest, from that distance you could not see the body well, you only saw how the skin was stretched with hooks outwards, leaving the center free to be able to work. "Hello, I'm sorry, allow me a moment," the blue eyed boy wiped off the blood a little and took off his latex gloves, "Nice to meet you, I'm Cellbit" he held out his hand to you as he introduced himself with a nice smile. "Nice to meet you, y/n." "I'm sorry you know me so dirty and working, if Pac had told me you were coming I would have kept the body. Does it make you uncomfortable?" "No, I am fine Thank you" "And what do you think of the apartments in the northern part of the city?" You looked at Pac "I haven't told him anything" he told you in response to your look. "Who said about apartments?" "Well, Pac was one of the only people I mentioned to that he was looking for a roommate and a few days later he's here introducing me to a person I didn't even know he knew." "Logical" "The place I found is cheap, it has a living room, a kitchen, two bedrooms, we would only share the bathroom, it is very spacious, maybe if you want to go see it before making a decision, tell me and I'll take you" And so it happened, you both agreed on a date and time to go see the available apartment, the place was good, very nice and comfortable in fact, it was spacious but not huge. You hadn't secured a job yet but from what you knew Cellbit works all day at the morgue, so maybe you would only see each other at night or in the mornings. You began the move, the apartment was already furnished so it was only necessary to have each person's personal things. In less than a week you got a job where the pay was good and you felt comfortable with the place. Your relationship with Cellbit was very good, a friendship of trust and security was immediately formed when you found in the same home, sometimes if one of the two cooked and there was a little food left over you would share it or agree to buy a burger on Saturday night. Of course, you never ate in the dining room together, most of the time Cellbit took his food to his bedroom and ate there. And you understood it, his work was very tiring and most likely he wanted his space. Because you were good friends, Cellbit gave you a special hospital pass so you could enter the morgue without any problem. So one Friday morning you agreed to go to the supermarket together to buy what they needed for the apartment. You would go that same day at night so after leaving work you went to the hospital, you went deep inside to look for your friend.

pt.2

[thebeanholder]

He would not fucking be a top.

Full on my R34

[ew-headyhearts]

I neeeeeeeed some yandere boys hcs give before I riot

Oh, boy this one was a bit of a doozy. Please be mindful of the content warnings!! This one is extremely dark, and I am tagging it as N$FW because of that fact.

TW: DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT!! Extremely unhealthy relationships, abusive relationships, Manipulation, Emotional abuse, obsession, delusions, possessiveness, Verbal abuse, irl and digital stalking, unmet physical needs, social isolation, mention of physical violence (not directed at s/o), threats of physical violence (directed at s/o), kidnapping

Edd

Considered to be a caretaker yandere. He's always at his sweetheart's beck and call. He never wants his darling to lift a finger ever again.

He's delusional. In fact, Edd is very likely to fall in love with his darling at first sight. The longer he's around them, the more obsessed he becomes. The more obsessed he is, the worse his delusions are. He'll go around talking about his sweetheart like they're already together because, in his mind, you have been the entire time.

Loves to have his darling entirely dependent on him. Are you hungry? Let him cook for you; after all, he knows just how you like your food. What are you doing, trying to eat by yourself? Absolutely not! Let him feed you. It is the least he could do for you. So long as Edd's by your side, you rarely have to lift a finger.

In fact, Edd loves caring for his sweetheart so much he's likely to intentionally make them sick. There's a part of him that genuinely enjoys doing it for you, but it's twisted into something darker over time. He needs to be useful to his sweetheart. Keeping his sweetheart purposefully sick satisfies the need; his desperation for you to be completely reliant on him.

He surprisingly can snap out of his obsession pretty easily. He craves to be everything for his sweetheart. If they repeatedly refuse his affection, his feelings will start to deteriorate. It's a complete 180 to how he'd normally treat his sweetheart.

That doesn't mean he'd let them go. No, Edd meant it when he said they'd never have to rely on anyone else again. Now, he is emotionally closed off and only provides the bare essentials. It's like he never felt anything for them in the first place.

They'll go weeks without being allowed to wash up. He'll feed them whenever he remembers but there's a 50% chance it'll be cold by the time he gets around to it. It's either that or it's so hot that when you take it from him it'll burn your hands to the point of scarring. Edd will just stare blankly at his sweetheart, mumble something about his darling needing to be more careful and leave. They're not getting anything for the burns and he's not providing another meal or utensils.

If his sweetheart were to come crawling back and begging for his affection again, he'd be so quick to give in. He'd welcome them back with open arms and a disgustingly wide smile. "I'm so happy you've finally come around, love. Just say the word, tell me you love me, and we can go right back to how it was: perfect~"

Matt

Matt is surprisingly the most self-aware of all the main four. Which makes him all the more dangerous. He knows his feelings are entirely unhealthy and borderline obsessive, but he does not care. Deep down he's entirely selfish and will do just about anything to keep his darling. He views his sweetheart as an object, not their own person.

He keeps on playing the role of an idiot, it makes his sweetheart all the more trusting of him. He always seems to be the least threatening of the main four. Sometimes, he's kind. He'll take you out for lunch and offer to get you that thing you've been eyeing for months at the local shop. They're all a part of his scheme to make you fall head over heels for him. It's so... easy.

Anyone he deems as competition will be dealt with. He's not above physical violence. However, he much prefers social deterioration. He'd rather ruin a person's reputation, their relationships, and even their lives just to keep them out of the picture. It's a lot easier for him to pretend to be the better person when compared to those who he's absolutely destroyed. Though really, how could his darling not trust a face like his~? He's practically everything they could ever need or want in a partner.

He'll play the part for however long it takes. If Matt has to spend years trying to win the affection of his object of obsession, he's more than willing to wait for the right moment. It's not that he's giving them the choice to come to him. No, this is a game to him. Matt gets off to the mind games he plays on them. The chase is part of the fun.

If his sweetheart ever thought about leaving him, he'll ramp up the manipulation. Suddenly that sweet Matt you fell in love with is back. He's there to shower you with lavish gifts and every sweet word under the sun. In reality, he's just stringing you along until you fall right back in line. If that doesn't work, suddenly his sweetheart's friends are leaving them. No words are exchanged, just people dropping out of their lives out of the blue. His darling will likely start catching on to his little game, as he gets sloppy when his goals are threatened.

Does a complete 180 when he gets what he wants. He's already got his darling wrapped around his fingertips, so he'll drop the mask. It's almost unnerving to see how emotionless Matt seems when alone together. The facade comes right back up when you're both in public.

The rules of the game change; now he wants to exert as much control over his sweetheart's life as possible. Matt will make you feel like an idiot. He will make you feel lesser than. You should be grateful he's willing to put up with you. Now beg for him to stay, stroke his ego enough, and maybe he'll pretend to be the Matt you fell in love with.

If all else fails, he's not opposed to keeping his sweetheart locked up. He's already made the decision, they are his. No one else is allowed to have them. And if keeping them away from the outside world means he gets to have them all to himself, then so be it. Maybe a few months of some alone time with him will bring them back to their senses. "You're not going anywhere. Do you have any idea what I've done to keep you here with me? I'm not letting you go, not until I'M done with you."

Tom

Tom surprisingly leaves his sweetheart alone. For the most part. At least, that's what you think. He's always nearby, watching from afar.

Enjoys watching his sweetheart sleep. There's something so peaceful as he lies beside them in their own bed. He can feel their breathing on his skin and their scent is like a warm blanket that fills his senses with a fuzziness. It's like being enveloped in everything that is his sweetheart.

It's so bad that he actually will go days without sleeping just so he can maximize the time he's around them. The others rarely know where he runs off to at this point. Tom is away from their house so often that they barely consider him a roommate anymore. The only time he is home is when he desperately needs rest.

Tom is always diligent about leaving before sunrise. Sweetheart doesn't even know because he's so good at covering his tracks. He will also snap a few photos for his personal collection. He leaves most of them under his bed for when he actually goes back home to rest. Except for a few more cherished ones, those stay on his person at all times.

These are the only times he allows himself to be sweet with his darling. He whispers such tender things. "You look so content like this... like I'm not even here." "Are you dreaming about me?" "I wish I could consume your thoughts as much as you do mine."

When he eventually starts interacting with his sweetheart, he is nasty towards them. It takes him months to work up the courage to be close to them, only for him to be a massive prick. Tom purposefully stares you down, and when you meet his gaze he just sneers. Sometimes he will even shove you when walking by.

Tom knows what he is doing. He's not an idiot, he understands just how morally and legally wrong his actions are. However, laws had never stopped him before he developed this obsession. Why would he stop when it feels this good?

The abrasiveness only gets worse over time. Every day that he's not able to have you he gets angrier and angrier. What's worse is he's the type to take it out on his darling. To you, he's just a stranger who comes around to call you the most horrendous things. It's entirely justified in Tom's mind. He wouldn't feel the need to be so harsh towards his sweetheart if they would just give in to him already. Honestly, he is quite petty.

It's so confusing when his darling realizes who kidnapped them. He understands. He has been nothing but hostile towards them. Now that he's got them all to himself, he takes a more obsessive turn. Tom will physically keep you at his side at all times. Now that he has you in his grasp, he's not letting you go. "Months of all this hard work... going through the trouble to get you here... and yet you still act like this? You should consider yourself lucky I'm not bored of you yet because you wouldn't be alive if I didn't have the patience to deal with your ungratefulness."

Eventually, things will reach a fever pitch, and he kidnaps his sweetheart. It's easy for him. After all, he knows their schedule like the back of his hand. He would prefer to take you in your sleep, but he's not above other drastic options.

Tord

He's similar to Tom in that he's always watching his sweetheart. However, he's far more of a hermit and much prefers stalking you digitally. He spends so much time locked away in his room going through all of your socials. What's worse is, he's really good at finding any secret accounts or locations from a single photo.

He has definitely bugged his darling's home. He uses his skills to create his own gear. I'm talking miniature cameras that he can slip in areas undetected, tracking devices he can attach to their vehicles. Hell, he will even go as far as to steal your phone so he can bug that too. That way he can track your phone directly and see what you're doing at all times.

For now, Tord is content with watching from afar. He knows he's terrible around people and already comes off as a creep. Plus, when he gets his hands on his sweetheart, he might not even be able to contain himself. Until he works up the courage, he'll just watch his darling sound asleep on his phone until he eventually passes out. At least he can pretend that they're asleep next to him.

Has a burner phone he likes to use to contact his sweetheart. Tord has this twisted fantasy of scaring his sweetheart right into his arms. He wants to terrify you, tell you things no one should possibly know about you, and when you seek out solace in his arms, he swoops in to be your knight in shining armor.

Tord is emotionally volatile. Sometimes, when he's especially frustrated with you, he will use random numbers to message you. The contents of these messages vary from threats on your life to even disturbing details that no one should know about you. He always regrets doing so afterward, but he does nothing to fix this toxic cycle.

He's genuinely so cringe-fail around his sweetheart. He is struggling to make eye contact, sweating profusely, and trembling like a leaf. What makes it worse is that when they meet for the first time, Tord has already been stalking them for months. He has to walk on eggshells to avoid giving away too many hints to his obsession.

He's so possessive with his darling. It doesn't matter if they don't know he exists. Anyone who so much breathes in their direction is on his shit list. He's definitely the type to keep up appearances. Then when he knows you're not paying attention, Tord will turn around and threaten the other person.

The most likely to let his sweetheart go if they insist. That doesn't mean he's going to stop stalking them. Now that Tord's had them once, he will forever consider them his. He continues to meddle in their life despite promising to leave. He makes fake accounts to flood their social media, continues to watch their socials 24/7, and even begins harassing those closest in his sweetheart's life. He's a firm believer that if he can't have them, then no one should. So, he's going to make sure no one wants them.

Has the worst abandonment issues. It's the main reason he is constantly checking your socials; to feed into his paranoia. Tord is for any evidence of his darling's unfaithfulness. God forbid anyone makes the mistake of interacting with a post that feeds into those delusions.

Tord's the least likely to lash out to his darling. To him, you are perfect, everything that makes him happy in the world. It's the outside world that poses a threat.

Tord's main goal is to get them back. His sweetheart leaving him was his biggest fear and now he has to live that reality. Some nights, when he finds his heart at the bottom of an empty bottle, he calls his sweetheart and leaves long winded messages pouring out his twisted affections. "Please don't give up on me... you're all that feels right to me in this world. Every day you're not here with me drives me fucking insane. If I have to wake up one more morning without you here, then... I might just have to drag you back myself. And I don't think you want that..."

[molkers]

they are just girls that are best friends (fuck friends) you see...

the blonde one is Iris and the curly hairs one is madalena. they really love each other

they are dating, kid of...

[w0rnoutsock]

mutual masturbation.

moaning into each other's mouths while our hungry hands grab at each other as we quickly remove layers of clothing off each other as fast as we can. biting necks, lips, fingers digging into our skin.

"oh, fuck i missed you".

dizzy eye contact. whoever makes the other one cum first will earn shaky groans of pleasure and have their name cried over and over.

please?

[utahimeow]

You need me

AAAAAHAJSKKDJDNDMMK!?/€:€:!@.:’ksksk!/!:&/!/‘sl/&/0/@9/&29/&/92829/&:@