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[v01ces-in-my-h34d]

Kenny Mccormick NSFW HCs

(i’m so lonely)

KENNY IS AGED UP!!!!

smut, you are responsible for ur own media consumption

@tweezerbeezer

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man whore 🚨🚨🚨

kenny is such a slut don’t even lie to me rn

he’s also a little bitch too

switch

prefers top and when he does top he is brutal

not nearly as bad (good) as tom but still

when hes a sub u can barely tell

it’s just very subtle

when he’s subbing he lets u ride him and he watched ur tits bounce

pretty vocal either way

he whimpers when he’s subbing tho

when he’s dom he likes doggy style

tit guy

mans obsessed with tits

he has freckles on his stomach that go down into his pubes

public sex

shower sex

bedroom sex

kitchen sex

literally anywhere sex

calls u “my slut” “my whore” “bitch” “my bitch” “mine”

if ur a hookup he will make sure ur ok and leave

if y’all are dating he’ll bathe u and tell u he loves u and shit

fucks u all the time tho

super high libido just like tom

sends u shit like this:

-wanna fuck?

yeah he’s that kind of horny

actually he’s like that all the time

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[v01ces-in-my-h34d]

Tom Riddle x Reader NSFW HCs

you are responsible for your own media consumption

i was going to write smut, but my head is pounding and i have no inspiration so head cannons will have to do

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hes a VERY rough dom.

NOBODY can convince me that he would sub for anyone

i mean this is voldemort we are talking about

loves to fuck your face

hes a very experienced man also

super down for BDSM

he would fucking love spanking and spitting and shit

hes a man whore but he’ll never admit it

aftercare is ok ig, if he loves you he will do his best to let u know without actually saying it ykwim??

if ur just a hookup he probably won’t give a shit and just go to sleep honestly

sadistic motherfucker

will literally fuck your mouth until u can’t breath and when he finally stops out of pity (also bc he’s overstimulated 🤫🤫🤫) he will spit in ur face and laugh at ur tears

he’s a bitch man

but like in a hot way yk

his libido is 📈📈📈📈

like mans can go at least 6 rounds without a break

and he will don’t worry

u won’t get away until he’s satisfied fr

ur a toy and he’s gonna treat u like one

but the thing is ur not just any toy

ur HIS toy

super possessive but won’t do pda so if he gets jealous y’all are going straight to the bedroom

or the hallway

wherever it is at least mildly empty

loves loves loves tying u up and fucking u until the sun comes up

when i said hes rough i mean it

i mean he cares…

kinda

super horny dude

he’s a rlly angsty hormonal teen what did u expect

[v01ces-in-my-h34d]

I Killed Someone.

chapter 1/on probation

the world is reborn because of one company.

“Bullshit! Absolute fucking nonsense.” Heads turned toward the girl as she continued to let out profanities. Angry parents gave her nasty looks, covering their small children’s ears, but Evangeline didn’t care. All she cared about was the newspaper in her hand.

She shook her head and threw the paper on the wet concrete sidewalk. The robot gave her an emotionless look. Nowadays, people don’t work in customer service anymore. Even if they wanted to (which nobody did) they wouldn’t be able to. A law was passed in 2057, almost 70 years ago, preventing citizens from working in any store, restaurant, maintenance shop, little girls aren’t even allowed to sell lemonade in cardboard stands anymore.

Evangeline turned around to see the newspaper robot staring at her, it’s eyes incredibly human-like. It’s unsettling. She awkwardly turned back around and walked away calmly, having gained control of her emotions once again.

The government had taken her car and license nearly ten years ago, so she has to walk everywhere. Busses aren’t an option either, all ‘Automatic Motorists’ scan bus riders as they get on. If the rider is for any reason on the government’s ‘Dangerous Citizen Under Government Watch’ list, or DCGW list, they get forcefully removed from the premise. The government gave up on second warnings, in fact they gave up on first warnings too. The quote everyone knows all too well is, “You get your warnings in your email. You should know where you belong and what your social status is. If you don’t, you deserve to be punished,” -Mycroft Raith, 4th U.S.E president.

When Eva finally arrives at her puny apartment which reeks of moldy carpet and polluted rain water (though the whole city smells like severely polluted sewer water) she sighed heavily and slid down the closed door, placing her hands on her head. What was she going to do now?

Typically it is mandatory that citizens have roommates, but since Evangeline is on the governments DCGW list, she has lost her ‘roommate privileges’, that’s what her email from President Raith himself said, which is stupid, anyone with half a brain knows that a privilege is a special right, not a law. Of course she could never say it-there are cameras everywhere and one negative word about Mr. Raith is a death penalty.

Eva really isn’t sure if she prefers having a roommate or not. At first it was nice, the peace and quiet, more room, cleaner stuff, but most importantly she loved the thought that the government was scared of her and what she could do to stop them. Though, recently, it hasn’t been that great. She felt empty and she hadn’t done enough. Sure, she got some people to go against Raith, but some people isn’t enough. The entire population, both dead and living, are so brainwashed it feels like there’s nothing she can do.

She heard someone banging on her mildewy door. She groaned quietly before getting up and twisting the cheap gold handle that had come off multiple times.

“Evangeline Slasher?” A rather large man, who she immediately recognized as Knox Flair, asked. Evangeline knew nearly everyone that worked for the government. He had on a full body swat suit, well, what swat suits used to look like when they still existed. The only thing missing being the typical ‘SWAT’ that was replaced with ‘MR Co.’ Mycroft Raith Corporate. God that man is pretentious.

“Salutations. Is there anything you need, sir?” Eva said with mocking respect and a deadpan stare. The man looked uncomfortable.

“Yes.” He avoided eye contact. “My name is”, “Mr. Knox Flair. Nice to meet you.” Eva interrupted him. She stuck her hand out for the man to shake, which he awkwardly pushed away with one finger. Of course, she wasn’t expecting anything else from a brainless ‘police officer’ who would do anything himself for the president.

“Right, so, you’re being arrested. Please put your hands behind your back. Anything you say now may be used against you in prison.” Knox Flair sputtered out. The saying used to be ‘anything you say now may be used against you in court,’ not prison. Well, the government changed it, Preston Frederick Hilary, the founder of U.S.E (United States of Earth) got rid of lawyers. Once the president decides whether or not you are to be put in prison or not, that’s final. The president controls everything in this sick world. ‘President’ basically just means ‘King of the World’.

“I didn’t do anything! What do you mean i’m arrested?!” Evangeline practically shouted. “Did you not see the paper? It says exactly why you are getting arrested.” Knox Flair questioned.

Yes. Eva had seen the paper. She had read exactly why she was getting arrested. She knew this was coming-she knew it was coming since she decided she was going to speak up against Mycroft Raith. Speak up for all the people who had been brainwashed to think this is what’s good for them and for all the people who were too scared of what would happen to them if they protested at all.

She hesitated, thinking about what to say. Eva had always been stubborn, that wasn’t about to change. She settled on “I refuse to surrender to these retarded laws, though i refuse to inquire in Raith’s game, I will not let some crackhead control me like a puppet nor will I let him control these poor dolls anymore.”

Knox Flair looked taken aback. But soon his face contorted to immense anger, to a simple smirk.

“Are you resisting?”

That’s when she knew she fucked up, but she didn’t let him know that, of course. “Yes.” She crossed her arms stubbornly, to show dominance or to show she wouldn’t be going anywhere, she wasn’t sure-perhaps both.

He pulled out a gun and cocked it quickly. Holding it to her face in between her ginger eyebrows. Knox Flair pulled the trigger back and Evangeline’s mind went completely blank.

Unsure if she was dead or alive, Eva hesitantly moves her hand to her head (which is pounding like crazy). She opens her eyes, which she didn’t realize were closed in the first place, to find she didn’t know where she was. It was possible that she’s in heaven. But there’s always that inkling in the back of her mind that says she would have gone to hell. That everything she believed was incorrect. No, no she did it for the people-maybe that’s a stretch, but it feels wrong to say that she did it for herself. No matter how true it is.

She looks down at her feet to see that her foot is chained to a, highly uncomfortable, bed. She looks to her side to see a musty cardboard box used as a bedside table and a a newspaper sitting patiently on top of it. She grabbed it to see it was soggy. “Why is everything always wet now?” She croaked, voice hoarse. On the front page is a picture of Raith, his pale skin and grin features. He was incredibly skinny and he looked constantly tired and old all the time-despite being 31. The headline read, ‘Our savior; Mycroft Raith Captures Bloodthirsty Murderer, Evangeline Slasher, Who Spread Nasty Rumors About Him And Tried To Impeach Him For Power’ she was definitely in Hell.