#tw: intoxication

[konigsblog]

OCTOBER 31ST — CREEP!KÖNIG. Halloween parties are only fun when everyone's drunk and tipsy, too inebriated to think clearly. Nobody bats an eye when König stumbles into a frat party wearing a mask, dragging an intoxicated woman off alongside him. (NON-CON)

Note: Happy Halloween! 🎃🦇

Photo credits xbruised_peachx on X/🐦

TW/CW: RAPE/INTOXICATION. MDNI 18+

2024 KINKTOBER MASTERLIST. (DAY 31)

Halloween is the one night a year you get to wear practically nothing, get ridiculously drunk, and get away with it. You know you'll find yourself hanging over the edge of a bucket, spewing your guts out in the middle of the night, full of nausea from drinking too much.

However, things are slightly more sinister and taboo for König, who takes advantage of this day in the most wicked way you could think of. This is the one night a year he can wear a mask without question, hiding his identity from those around him. The only night that you don't suspect a real monster to be lingering around. And König has his perverted, predatory gaze on you. A thirty-something year old man stumbling into a frat party, his eyes preying on an inebriated slut wearing nothing but a pair of animal years and a tiny, skimpy skirt, doing nothing to spare you some dignity.

No one would bat an eye at two dressed up strangers pulling each other into the bathroom, practically tugging at each other's clothes in front of everyone. And you're too tipsy to fight back or think clearly, not defending yourself as his calloused hands spread your thighs apart before you can even fully open your eyes again, the smell of booze pungent in the air and burning your nostrils. Disgust overwhelms you, but his reassuring voice is almost claiming, sickeningly sweet as your body reacts to his wet tongue against your hole, your gut feeling warning you to protect yourself before he overpowers you. The door is locked shut, and your back is pressed against the bathroom wall before you're forced over a counter, your vision blurring with your tears and unconsciousness.

“Verdammt, du weißt, was du tust. Du trägst so einen kleinen Rock. Du hast darum gebeten.” A gravelly voice announces from behind you with each sloppy thrust, spoken through gritted teeth and behind a deep and hoarse grumble. You don't see his face, concealed by a dark veil, with two holes for his eyes. You weep through the agony of the stretch, your eyes barely making out the crimson coating your bare skin, dripping from you like a leaking faucet. Your eyes quickly form tears, becoming bleary, your once perfect Halloween makeup now ruined and smudged, the colour of your lipstick staining the girth of his cock.

You're awoken several times, different positions, different horrifying acts being inflicted onto you. He holds a sharpened knife to your nape, whether it's a prop for his costume or not, you're not sure, but you're not willing to test him. You lay there, gagging at his actions and the deep thrusts meeting your rear, the prickliness of his pubes scratching your thighs and the agonising, concerning stretch that feels disgustingly unfamiliar. Your pussy sobs around him; drooling, leaking. Your head throbs, and your throat aches and burns, his seed spurted deep within you earning him a mortified cry.

Oh, you'll regret wearing such a skimpy outfit, won't you? Especially when you're hunched over, panting and coughing up last night's drinks, your entire body aching and his greedy touch staining your skin.

[cute-sucker]

MORE NEEDY RAFE! PLEASE I BEG OF U 🫣🫣🥲🥲🥲🥹🥹

please tell me why this man would be imaging your kids before he even met your parents. see now, rafe cameron was needy on two different levels. first, emotionally. he can't even believe he has you, and doesn't want you to leave him. second, he's going to keep you at all costs, making sure he keeps you close.

though it's gotten better now. now that he has his business, and no ward beating down on him. now, he seems like a new man. one that's open to loving you with all he's got. but that doesn't mean he isn't needy...

it's so hardcore that rafe's got some trust fund already open for you and the kids. he's the type of guy who wants you to validate him, someone who tightens the lids on things so that you go to get help from him.

he's the type to who manspreads with the hope you'll sit right in his lap. while it may sound strange, rafe follows you carefully, his hand on your waist as he makes sure you're fine. anyone say anything against you, he's there for you.

but sometimes things get bad, sometimes memories drown him out.

sometimes he remembers sarah, wheezie, and his family before things turn to shit...and all of a sudden..and all of a sudden he's stumbling into your arms.. his eyes are red, and full of pain. you can smell the alcohol on his breath, but theres something lurking behind his expression that tells you everything not okay.

"i fucked up, didn't i? fucked up like i always have. like dad always said i would. FUCK!"

that's all he says, radiating with anger. but then you cower, scared. scared of this part of him. then he looks at you again, all small and meek. things are getting bad again, you can tell. then all of a sudden he's sobbing. it's quiet sobbing, something that breaks your heart—muffled loud gasps. those are cries of someone who tries to keep quiet, someone who can't keep it inside himself anymore.

it's a night like that, where you have to hold him closely. his adams apple bobbing as you softly whisper validation into his ear. rafe is softer in your arms, malleable and almost drowsy. he's mumbling things, but you can't keep up.

"never shoulda touched her...never shoulda,"

"you're going to be fine, rafe. you're going to be fine." you'd murmur, softly rubbing circles into his back. he nods, a movement so subtle, that you almost miss it. then he's out.

xoxo: previous inspired post

[zombieplaygrounds]

cw: drunk sex, car sex, casual intercourse, not proof read

Simon - a man intimidating on several different levels - did not know how to handle a crying girl. Especially not one of your caliber, drunk, babbling to him about god knows what. All he could do was sip his shitty liquor, stare at you and your group of friends giggling behind you. And of course you just had to blurt out magic fucking words: "Do you think I'm ugly?" He took a moment, not out of hesitance, but consideration; you and your big glossy eyes, flushed face, even the messy hair somehow you-

"No." Simon's voice was a low rumble, and for a moment it comforted you, made you shut your eyes and nod for a bit. Only a bit, before you choked out another sob.

"Then why does he not wanna fuck me?" It was immature, really. Simon shouldn't enlighten your bold behavior, but he couldn't help it. You were cute. But that didn't change anything. You were still sobbing before him, rubbing your face raw of steaming hot tears and drunken frustration. Ruining your pretty face. Simon leaned back for a moment, considering your words. Whoever broke your heart was a real, damn idiot.

Sure, you were a bit whiny, annoying; but it was easily overlooked with how sweet you seemed. Maybe it was the drinks Simon had indulged in himself, because he was actually considering this.

Another choked cry from you rushed him to blurt out his next words, "I'll fuck ya."

Something about your silence said more than words did. God, forgive him for relishing in this small victory - you were a virgin. Evident by your slight hesitance in his words, the flinch, the cute quivering lip like you really wanted it. But you were scared. Smart girl, should honestly know better than to fuck this big, scary man. And still -

"Okay." You nodded, huffed. Your friends by now had wandered off to do whatever the fuck drunk gals do. Looked just about as broken up as you were. Simon chuckled a bit, pocketed his keys, wallet, and offered your hand a place in his.

It was shocking, the moment you felt the scarred callouses along his palms. It made him laugh breathily, "Like it, do ya?"

"Mhm..!" Such a puppy. You practically scooted a snuggle against his arm, wrapping around his muscles while he led you out. Didn't deserve to be fucked in a bar like a common whore; he'd give you the benefit of some privacy with his darkened windows, turn the cooler on so the heat of the moment didn't overwhelm you so much.

You were so compliant, something he'd be sure to correct if this ever went anywhere; couldn't have you seeking cock from just anyone. But Simon understood, poor thing. You needed your pussy to be filled up, and he was willing to help you out. Let you cry on his cock, tighten up just a bit as your arousal drooled down and stained his pants with your fast orgasm.

Your hands attempting to cover your face, which Simon just couldn't have. He'd correct that with a single hand, tightening your wrist in his grip and holding them behind you. His freehand guiding your hips, while he tutted praises against your breasts. Panting roughly, either he was out of shape, or you felt much better than he anticipated.

Regardless, you were reduced to nothing but a mewling bitch. Burying your face against him while be babied you with each thrust. "Poor doll, needed someone to show your place. mm?"

"Don't worry, bird, Simon's gonna make ya feel real good."

[andromedasummer]

i never post abt my medical docudramas but i felt compelled to show everyone this clip of a man so abysmally drunk he made me accidentally breathe soup up my nose in laughter

[bleach-your-panties]

Sincember Event❄️❄️

🔴Post Info: UA is an HBCU. Reader is black. The boys are Alphas and Reader is a Delta. Katsuki is frat prez, because we all know he's mixed🤣

🔴I had to do a lot of research on reindeer for this, lmao.

Rating: Suggestive🍭

"Baby! Oh my God! You look so pretty and dainty. Just like a deer!"

You couldn't help but laugh at Eiiji; he always got so enthusiastic watching you get dolled up for parties.

Tonight, Alpha Phi Alpha is hosting their annual Naughty vs Nice Christmas party. It's a costume party, so all frat members and pledges are required to dress up.

Eiji is pledging along with some of his classmates: Denki, Mashairo, Izuku, and Mineta.

The junior and senior members (Katsuki, Hanta, Shoji, and Shoto) had specifically instructed the pledges to dress up as Santa's reindeer while all of them would dress as elves. Katsuki, would of course be dressed as Santa.

With you being Eiijiro's girlfriend of a year now, of course he'd be bringing you along with him to this event. 

Everyone who was anyone would be there, and lots of girls from your sorority, Delta Sigma Theta, would be there as well.

“Thank you, Eiiji! You’re such a cutie. Hey sweetie pie, will you please pass me my lip gloss on the desk over there?” 

Your sweet, redheaded boyfriend nodded happily and got up from his seat on your bed to grab the makeup product for you. “Uh, baby, which one is it? There’s like fifty of them.”

His red eyes stared down at your makeup table which contained various products for primping. 

The lip gloss you were speaking of was contained in a small jar. You had ordered it from one of your favorite Etsy shops.

With a small giggle, you walked over to help him out. 

“This one, pumpkin. The lip creams. Thank you for trying, boo.” He blushed when you pecked him on the temple with your soft, plump lips.

Eiijiro, like the gentleman that he was, pulled out your vanity chair so you could sit down and apply the gloss, called Red Hot, to your pouty lips. After adding some lipliner and blending, your ensemble for the evening was finally complete.

“Okay, I’m ready, Eiiji.”

“Awesome! Well, let’s get to prancing then, my lovely little ungulate lady!” 

“Ooo, big word! I see you’ve been studying your vocabulary lists!” He nodded profusely, making the antler headband atop his head bounce around.

Most of your peers think that Eiijiro is just a big, dumb jock but that couldn’t be further from the truth.

The two of you often have study dates in the campus coffee shop or either of your dorm rooms. 

He knows that if he wants to stay on the football team and keep his scholarship that he’ll have to study extremely hard and you’re more than glad to help him out with his goals.

Your roommate, Mina, who just so happens to be a childhood friend of Eiiji’s, is almost never in the room so that gives the two of you a lot of alone time.

—-

The Party

“Hey! The golden couple has finally arrived, now shit can finally start getting interesting!” Denki bounded over to the two of you, his own set of antlers bobbing on his messy blonde bedhead. He threw an arm around Kirishima’s shoulders. 

“Who are you supposed to be? Dasher?” You giggled as Eiijiro put Denki in a headlock with his elbow. 

“Hey, did you guys know that Santa’s reindeer are actually all females? Because, you know, male reindeer actually shed their antlers and Santa’s are always depicted with their antlers.” Eiiji piped up, happy to share his knowledge.

“Wow, dude…that was uh, very thorough. Never would have pegged you for a biology major.” Denki snickered, along with Mineta who’d just strolled up.

“Don’t try to play my baby. He’s a biology and exercise science double major, so don’t do him.” You gave Eiijiro a peck on the lips, your gloss not even smearing. 

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Beefcake’s got brains and brawn, blah blah. Let’s get fucked up!” 

Denki and Mineta high-fived before disappearing into the crowd.

That’s when you heard the music start up: 

Unh, how you do that?

I’m trying to pursue that

“Oh shit, Eiiji, they’re playing our songs! You ready?!” 

Eiijiro’s grin grew wide across his face and he licked over his sharp canines. One had a ruby red gem implanted in it.

“Ready when you are, babe!”

The two of you strutted to the middle of the dance floor, the party-goers immediately parted the sea and made room for the both of you.

This was the norm for you and Eiijiro whenever you attended Greek parties: your dancing always made you both the center of attention.

Drop it down on a nigga, do damage

Booty moving left to right, it’s panoramic

You bent down in front of Eiiji and touched your toes before sliding your hands up your legs. He grabbed you by your ‘reigns’ and made your ass collide hard with his crotch.

Panoramic, it’s panoramic

Panoramic, it’s panoramic

Drop it down on a nigga, panoramic

Drop it down on a nigga, panoramic

Thanks to you and Mina, he’d become a fantastic dancer. It probably also helps that you're on the dance team while Mina is a cheerleader.

That song hadn’t been playing long when the DJ suddenly switched it up:

All this money on me

All she tryna do is get naked

Naked naked naked

Like a red nose

Like like like like like a red nose

“Oh shit, babe; this one is my fav!” Eiiji hyped and you just laughed. You straightened your back and turned around to face him.

He grabbed your hips and you rested your hands on his forearms while moving your hips side to side with his.

The other patrons had cleared a space for the two of you in the middle of the floor.

All this money on me

Now come take it from a G

All she tryna do is get naked

Naked naked

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like like like like a red nose

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like a like a like a red nose

Eiiji then swiveled you back around and you pressed your ass back up against him. You rubbed it against him seductively then he used his thighs to bounce it from side to side. 

Once again, Eiijiro grabbed your reigns and lifted you up slightly to slam his hips into your ass before letting you drop back down.

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like a like a like a red nose

You twerked your ass from side to side while Eiiji held his arms at his sides then he dipped low and moved side to side with you.

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like like like like a red nose

Eiiji patted your ass cheeks like a drum then grabbed your reigns and lifted his left leg up on the side of you with your ass pressed to his crotch.

And she gone shake it

Like a red nose

Like a like a like a red nose

He continued holding onto them while the two of you yiked faster and faster. The crowd broke out into cheers and applause, even hollering out your names.

After hearing all of the commotion, Katsuki came out, dressed like a cross between Santa and a bodybuilder while Shoto, Shoji, and Hanta trailed after him in red and green elf outfits.

“Brothers!” Eiiji smiled toothily and went in to give Katsuki a bro hug. 

“The oldest and the coldest.” Shoto said in his monotone voice. Hanta snickered.

Katsuki rolled his vermillion eyes and shrugged Kirishima off of him.

"Okay, Rudolph, the Red-Haired Dipshit. Are you two almost done fucking on the dance floor so we can start the damn games?” Eiiji whined as Katsuki didn’t bother waiting for an answer and just walked away.

“Nice dancing!” Hanta gave him a grin and thumbs up before disappearing back through the crowd after Katsuki and the others.

“Come on Eiiji, let’s go show our faces and play stupid beer pong so we can ditch this and get some double-decker nachos.”

“Ooo, nachos! Come on, baby!” With a surprised squeal turned to giggle, you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend’s muscular neck as he scooped you up bridal-style.

—-

After The Party

“Baby,  -hic- they're -hic- being mean to me again~” Eiiji whined into your plush thighs as you sat criss-cross applesauce on your dorm bed. 

You’d taken off your tight leather pants and now only had on your brown bodysuit. It was so cute how clingy and whiny your handsome boyfriend got when he was drunk. Your acrylic nails stroked his thick, spiked-up locks, making him hum into your lap then nip your thigh with his teeth. One of his big hands gripped the opposite thigh and smacked it.

He also got even more touchy-feely when he was shitfaced like this.

Denki and the others had to help carry him up to your room to keep him from making a complete idiot of himself and ending up getting them arrested for public intoxication.

"Aww, baby, what’s the matter? They wouldn’t let you join in their reindeer games?"

He shook his head sadly and hiccupped again, followed up by a loud belch.

“They said…baby, they said that my nose was too bright…and, and Katsuki said that I couldn’t guide his sleigh tonight!” He lamented, completely distraught. You had to bite down on the back of your hand to keep from laughing at him.

“Yeah baby, I’m pretty sure that Katsuki wouldn’t let you drive his truck in the condition that you’re in right now.” You patted his head.

“It’s not fair!”

With a gentle nudge, you removed his head from your thighs and cupped his cheeks. Leaning down to face him, you kissed both of his reddened cheeks.

Your soft, innocent actions had Eiijiro’s dick standing at full attention in about 2.5 seconds.

He suddenly sat up and grabbed your thighs again, tossing you up towards the headboard. The bounce of your body made him giggle as he hovered over you now.

“Ok, Rudolph, what are you planning?”

"I’m sorry, you just make me so horny, baby. These are horns, right?" He slurred drunkenly. The headband on his head flopped forward and then slid off, landing on your chest.

"Antlers, baby"

"Same thing, right?" He hiccupped again.

You chuckled with a shrug of your shoulders. Eiijiro didn’t seem perturbed though as he reached down to unbutton your bodysuit.

“Can I, baby? I want to make you moan,” He paused, fingers wobbling slightly, “like a wildebeest. Hey, what sound does a reindeer make?"

You were perplexed. "I-I don't know. It's like a moose, right?" 

He shrugged. “Well, whatever it sounds like, I’m about to make you sound like that.”

“Oh, Eiiji, I think you need some water and some Tylenol-” You were cut off as he’d now unsnapped all the buttons and was rubbing your clit through your panties.

"Mmm, baby, let's play some naughty reindeer games of our own, yeah?”

----

ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ🫶🏽

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@lightcreators sent: The sooner you face the facts, the better.

                   ˜”*°•.      Frustration .  Frustration  was  such  a  small  word  to  describe  her  feelings  at  the  moment .   Couldn’t  they  all  simply  stop  talking ?  Stop  existing ?  Her  mother  enough  of  a  fuss  already .  Lecturing  her  about  late  rehearsals  and  inappropriate  appearances .  Well,  she  was  NOT  a  kid  anymore ,  it  was  her  life,  her  career ,  she  could  CHOOSE  whether  she  wanted  to  set  it  up  on  fire  and  let  herself  rot .

The  glance  she  offered  the  other  was  not  even  close  to  friendly .  Air .  What  she  needed  was  enough  air  to  sober  up ,  yet  the  place  felt  SUFFOCATING .  ❝ I  have  NOTHING  to  face . ❞  Words  that  echoed  abrupt   -  at  this  moment  not  even  caring  that  she  was  yelling  at  her  friend .  Gemma  was  already  losing  her  patience  with  her,  would  it  be  so  terrible  if  Nico  did  the  same ? 

Breath .  Her  hand  went  over  her  face  before  eventually  dropping  to  the  side .  ❝ What  are  you  doing  here  anyway  ?  ❞  She  asked  -  question  now  lacking  the  previous  intensity .   If  she  had  to  choose  between  returning  to  that  room  with  her  mother  being  all  willing  to  mess  with  her  nerves,  she  would  rather  spend  it  with  him. 

[kennedyism]

i want bobby kennedy so bad i want him to dragfg me actors the flooooorrrrreffhrh

[enruiinas]

@climatact -- cont'd from here.

        Law's half-hearted protest was little more than a whisper against the navigator's skin - an objection made even more unconvincing by the trail of open-mouthed kisses he placed along her neck.

        ❝Am not,❞ he retorted, telling himself it was true even as his fingertips tingled with the effects of the alcohol running through his bloodstream. This, he decided, had nothing to do with a state of inebriation - but rather everything to do with where they'd settled upon her hip bones. Whether he recalled them slipping beneath the waistband of her shorts to get there in the first place was completely irrelevant. He was fine - merely enjoying his gorgeous woman's presence as long as he could keep her to himself within the depths of her ship.

        …It was her ship they'd ended up on, wasn't it?

        Law frowned as he blinked against the haze clouding his judgment. Lips paused where they brushed the woman's earlobe, the appreciative hum in his throat -of the fingers she dragged through his facial hair- trailing off as he squinted at the room around them. In the dark and his inability to follow a thought to its conclusion, it took the captain several moments to recognize the walls around them. Her room, he confirmed. And nodded to himself as numb fingers trailed the outline of the bikini bottoms still worn beneath her clothes. Of course it was - he knew that. He wasn't drunk, after all - or at least he wasn't that drunk… even if his mind did seem to drift aimlessly in the attempt to recall how many drinks he'd put away before giving up on keeping pace with her and the swordsman.

        His nose crinkled when he lost count the third time. Giving up, Law simply shrugged, continuing where he'd left off nibbling along the shell of Nami's ear. His teeth toyed with her diamond earring as he attempted to refocus on the conversation at hand. Had he said something important just then? He hadn't meant to, but there was something in the look she gave him - something in the way his breath caught when she glanced over her shoulder in the dark - that had dark brows furrowing as he turned the conversation over in his mind.

        Right - babies. They were talking about babies, which a logical voice deep inside tried to inform him was a thing they should not be discussing right now (because yes, okay - perhaps he'd had one or four or seven drinks too many after all). This voice he promptly ignored. Even if he were drunk, he knew Nami was not. She wouldn't let him do anything he'd question when he was sober again, would she?

        Yeah, right. Snorting at the debate she hadn't been privy to, Law pulled the navigator tighter against him, releasing her ear to press his lips to her jaw. With their current position, there was no way Nami missed the shudder that tore through him, those words earning the female pirate a groan as he became suddenly, intently aware of a growing tent in his pants.

        ❝Don't do that,❞ he breathed: half gasp, half sigh. ❝Damn, Nami. You can't… You can't say shit like that - look at me like that - and not expect me to act on it. Not right now.❞

[subby-toy-tara]

The guy who usual gets me gummies got some new stuff tonight. It was way stronger than I've ever tried. I was worried, but he talked to me and told me how much better I could feel with these new gummies. I don't super remember the in between parts, but I know I've had a lot of this now gummy, more than I normally have with the less strong long l kind. I'm scared and excited for it to kick in. He says he'll take good care of me while things are going swirly

[howthesleeplesswander]

another random starter for @jackdup bc Rhysie demanded a silly, fluffy thread to let him love on his sweetheart 🥺💖

“...and then, if you can believe it—y-you know what she says to me?” Rhys’s slurred voice echoed in the vastness of his office. What had started as an evening chat with Timothy had led to more drinks than he could handle with any amount of grace, hence the tirade that was still going strong after ten minutes. He gestured wildly as he paced in front of the plush armchair where Tim had settled. 

“She looks me right in the eyes and says, ‘With all due respect’—and like, okay, listen Brenda, I-I wasn’t born yesterday, first of all, we alllll know what that saying actually means, so ya’ know? I don’t really care what stupidness you follow it with; that’s already a biiiig strike towards me not caring! A-anyway—then she says, ‘With all due respect’—” and this time Rhys mimicked a higher pitched, haughty tone reminiscent of the software developer from the morning's infuriating meeting, “—‘You must have the coding skills of a brain-dead bandit if you don’t understand how big this project is. How have you even made it this far in life with such a tiny, smooth brain?'” He was definitely paraphrasing now, but he’d blame the booze for that. 

Rhys threw his arms wide, and his eyes rolled so hard that he almost tipped backwards. “I was a Hyperion programmer for years! You think I don’t know how much work it takes to implement something like that? I mean, I dealt with plenty of programming overhauls for the Loader Bots, and you know how many more of those there are than janitorial bots in HQ?"

Here he paused briefly, squinting into middle-distance as if actually attempting to count in his head. "I-I mean…I dunno exactly, I have spreadsheets n' shit for that, but like—it’s gotta be millions, at least! A butt-load, is what I’m saying! One one-thousandth of that is hardly a big ask, but nooo, Brenda was all like—”

But before he could continue his barely-coherent rant, the world lurched around him when he spun on his heel. Rhys tripped over himself and stumbled directly into Timmy’s chair—and while he miraculously caught himself before hitting the floor, he still fell halfway on top of Timothy in a flurry of flailing limbs. By the time his head stopped spinning enough to process which way was up again, he was awkwardly perched semi-on Timmy’s knee and semi-on the armrest. One hand clung to the back of the chair like a lifeline.

“Haaa—whoo, wow, alright, Iiii am…way too drunk right now.” And he was supposed to be the big, cool, head-honcho-of-Atlas. Rhys laughed at himself, free-spirited and floaty. “Whyyy did you let me get so drunk?? I have an earnings call at ass-o’-clock in the morning, you’re the woooorst.” And yet he buried his face in the crook of Timmy's neck and nuzzled him affectionately, so how effective was his whining, really?

[konigsblog]

HC that kidnapper!Konig loves to spike your food with aphrodisiacs so his twisted mind can delulu himself into thinking that you love and desire him as much as he desires you 💦❤️

TW: INTOXICATION, NON-CON/DUB-CON. MDNI 18+

Kidnapper-König has to reassure himself that what he's doing isn't as sick and twisted as people claim it is. He can't live with the guilt, shame, and horror that comes with his immorality and sickening actions, how overly controlling and possessive he is. The guilt weighs heavily on his shoulders, churning his stomach at the thought of the repercussions. He wants you to adore him, to convince himself that you're head over heels with him — obsessed with him just like he is with you. Dote on him, little mouse. Please.

He'll lace your food with aphrodisiacs so that you'll cling to him, plead with him to relieve that worsening pain between your thighs. If you're desperately crawling after him, desperate to mate with the sicko, then you love him! He can't live with the thought that you don't love him. He's determined for you to initiate, for you to crave him.

You'll barely remember what happened the next day, only the growing and intensifying ache between your legs will leave you pondering on what König had done to your intoxicated, numb body the night before.

[nakahras]

my irl bsf just texted me to tell me she got in a car accident. everyone is ok but the way she is coping has me cackling. i love her so much (tw: mentions of being stoned under the read more)

[seven-circlllxs]

🍾 to get drunk with my muse! - @e-m-p-error (Val for Voxxy!)

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[@e-m-p-error]

Intoxication was sort of a constant side effect of being with Valentino.

Er, no. Not a side effect.

It was a side effect just as much as Val handing you a drink was a suggestion.

You were drinking what he gave you, and if it was a whole ass bottle of whatever the fuck sparkling shit he grabbed off the bartop and shoved in your hand, well..

"We haven't gotten trashed like this in a while, Vela, what's the celebration for?" Vox's smile faltered just a bit as he pressed the rim of the bottle to his screen and chugged one, two, three hearty swallows.

Holy fuck, this shit was strong..

[snzysimper]

🤧💸👽

❓What's your favorite sickfic ailment to write? What's your least favorite to write that still falls under something you'd still be willing to?

((TW: Vomit and Intoxication)) ((it's at the very bottom, and there is a second warning, so if you wanna read the rest, just stop at the warning))

🤧: Most basic question of them all. What are you allergic to?

Mosquitoes. It swells up and hurts like all fuck. One time when I was like 3 my mom woke up to me crying and my eye was swollen shut and the doctor said it was just a mosquito-

Oh. This is about sneezing? Well, nothing sadly.

💸: Have you ever bought anything fetish related? If so, what?

Also no. I still live with my parents and they ((specifically my mother)) don't know proper package etiquette: If you didn't order anything, it probably isn't yours, don't open it. Although recently I have been thinking about ordering chik..chkni..((whatever the hell it's called)) and covering it up by buying a bunch of cosplay stuff. All I have to do now is pray that it all comes in one package.

👽: What is the weirdest thing that's ever made you sneeze?

I dunno if inducing counts, but I have been known in the past to use pine needles. Not the ones like on a Christmas tree, but the long ones. Is it sanitary? Probably not. Do I still do it. Yeah, cos fuck you. As I previously stated, I'm not allergic to anything *le cri*

❓: What's your favorite sickfic ailment to write? What's your least favorite to write that still falls under something you'd still be willing to?

My favorite? Sinus infection. I dunno. It just sounds ✨ fancy ✨. As for what my least favorite to write, I don't have a least favorite as far as illness. For sneezing in general, I'd have to say allergies. It's not that I don't enjoy reading or writing it, it's just that I don't have much experience with writing it. If you are familiar with my blog I think I've written two allergy fics and the rest are sickfics.

((Final warning; TW Vomit and Intoxication))

I go on a bit of a tangent here, so feel free to stop reading. I just have chronic doesn't-shut-the-fuck-up-syndrome.

As far as sickfics, it doesn't have to be sneeze related in order for me to be happy. Of course, sneezing is the only one that I find attractive. Sickfics with a character throwing up or being injured with caretaker!Y/N or another character is chefs kiss. I just find it adorable and I start smiling like an idiot.

Also, character being silly drunk and having to be escorted home by y/n or another character. 🫣 Especially if it's the day after with them hung over. ((I am not recommending people go and get drunk!!)) Just the thought of them being tired and helpless.

[sparxsailing]

Ooof might be on a Sunday bender. But alas this is how my trauma, OSSD, etc cope atm.

I dunno what to categorize my blog as??? Or what to write in intro that says "yeee fandom shit but im also Chronically ill, traumatized asf and coping?/ HEALING."

Dunno. .maybe a pinned post lol. Just to warn folks. I'll write it when sober.

Honestly it's so so new to feel intoxicated like damn. What's going on???

Somatic healing ig.

[behindnightmaresanddreams]

You might be the wrong person to ask this but youre also one of the hornier people i know

I have an intox kink right? But i cant smoke weed due to my job, and alcohol makes my rejection sensitivity significantly worse (honestly i might have bpd but i dont have any professional opinions on that)

Is there anything you can think of i can use for my intox kink that wont be bad for a drug test or something

Hm. actually I'm not a terrible person to ask bc I have a lot of 420-friendly friends who work jobs that do drug tests. A few of my old friends used to do a tea flush, where you drink a *ton* of tea (like a gallon over a day) to make yourself pee more and flush it out that way, but it's a little bit risky bc if you don't drink enough it'll still show.

As for drugs that won't show, it depends on what they test for. I will never recommend things like heroin or coke but they would probably be effective for an intox, but they'll also show up on common tests. Some places don't test for shrooms so you could look into those, and my roommate would have suggestions if you are interested, but you'd have to ask what you're tested for or know what they test for. Id have to ask around a bit for any other suggestions but my friends would all have good recommendations if I can get an idea of what you can and can't have. Feel free to send another anon ask if you get an answer and I'll rb this if I don't get an anon with some suggestions for you