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snsona · 18 days
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WE NEED FANFICS PLEASE
can yall start writing Brisbane broncos fanfics
don’t shame me i see yalls edits and expected there would be fics too, i need them🙏
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snsona · 6 months
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The trivialization of homophobia is not funny at all....
stranger on Grindr offered to kidnap me and keep me tied up for a day; either I have the best evening of my life or I die horny uwu
jeffrey dahmer wouldve had a field day in the modern age
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DATING HORANGI HCS
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● Man is funny as hell, and you hate it sometimes because even at the most inappropriate times he would just whisper the most out of pocket things to you
● He likes swaying his hips as he walks, and he likes to jokingly act really zesty
●would literally gossip with you as you do each others hair or nails (Omg bestie-core)
● in the morning his voice is so deep and it throws you off guard everytime
●I hc him as buff, and he sometimes forgets it.He only remembers how much stronger he is compared to you when he cuddles you too tight in bed and you start coughing
● this dude spoils you rotten out of nowhere by buying you expensive things, and if it's your birthday.....oh boy…
● you tend to catch him sometimes in the morning with headphones on, singing.But the thing is, he can hit such high notes for someone who has such a deep voice.You're convinced that he has the same vocal range as Axl Rose
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Cabin in the woods (yan!slasher!Konig x fem!Reader x yan!slasher!Horangi) part 3
Little birdie got caught. Konig is simply too excited to let you go. Chapter 1 Chapter 2 AO3
TW for the chapter: Light blood and gore, dead bodies, mentions of drugs, spanking, kidnapping
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— Those fucking bastards killed Karen! Don’t you care?! 
Shouting at your friends was never your forte, but you expected that it would come out at some point in your unwilling journey, You never knew it would because of the psycho killers on the loose, wanting nothing more but to make a nice set of decorations from your bones and eat your liver. 
You try to scream some senses into Chad’s tough skull but, just like his name suggests, this is a useless endeavor and you would be far better off running for your life, abandoning your friends, and hoping that killers would be satisfied without your sacrifice. But, you’re too nice. But, you have a bleeding heart and a death wish – and you feel guilty over not feeling guilty that Karen is dead. This is a new, overwhelming feeling for you, the one that almost revamps your whole essence. There are changes occurring, and you would rather die than acknowledge those changes. 
— Listen to me, goddamnit! We’re all going to die! 
You must be looking horrible – mouth covered in blood like you just ate a bunch of raw meat, smelling of dirt and fresh guts, hands shaking and your face resembling the horror mixed with anger – even Marty is surprised to see the resident mouse behave like this. God, even you are surprised to see just how horrified you look, screaming at them in the hope of saving at least someone. 
Marty drops a hand over your shoulders, pulling you to the side. You try to resist, but his clanky figure is surprisingly grippy and strong – you are being pulled to the nearest tree branches, just out of the range of the group. You spend the previous few hours trying to find them and yell some senses into their heads – and the only thing that they advised is that you should stop drinking for today and that stealing pills from Marty’s stash isn’t very nice even if he kinda doesn’t care where his junk goes. Still, you are fucking trembling. 
Marty pushes you to the tree, whispering in your ear – you feel his hot, deranged breath on the side of your face, making you wince. Even compared to the killer’s smell of sweat and blood, they still were nicer to be around than Stale-Beer-And-Cheap-Weed-Breath Marty. 
— Hey. Heeeeey, doll, what was happening back there? 
— Karen is…
— Nah-nah-nah, this is where you should shut up, yeah? Karen isn’t dead. I mean, I’m glad you think she is, it means my prank is fucking awesome. 
Prank? Her fucking head was chopped off and then tossed over to the nearest creek when the shorter killer decided that he wants you to perform a blowjob on his knife, making sure that you are licking all the blood away. You don’t think that there are ways to fake this – and if there are, then your friends and their hired goons are no better than actual killer psychos anyway and you’d still want out. 
— I saw her! 
— Sure you did, hon. Listen, I’m really glad you were the first to notice and everything, but keep it down for now, yeah? I have this sick mask and I was actually planning to prank the group later at night, but if you found it first…
— Prank?! There are two actual killers on the loose, this is the worst time to do pranks! — God, you’re annoying. This is why I fucking asked Jenny not to invite you. There are no killers, alright? Karen agreed to partake in the prank, so she is hiding somewhere in the forest until I’d pull out that sick knife and fucking scare everyone shitless. You were probably hallucinating from booze. 
— I saw her severed head!
— Sure you did. Listen – you can help me, yeah? Just rile everyone up a little, then you will come back and say that…hmmmm…that Marty was taken! Everyone panicking, screaming, crying, and then I show up with this big-ass knife and…
You never heard the last of his amazing, perfect, simply brilliant idea – because before he could finish it, his head was impaled with…oh, no. No-no-no, you can’t do this anymore, not so soon after Karen is dead, not when you are still shaking and can barely think straight not when you are far away from others because Marty fucking led you to another secured place just to get his stupid head impaled with a fucking crossbow bolt – something that you only saw in video games or historical dramas. 
This was completely silent – the quiet music of the bolt flying through the air, a small grunt that escaped Marty’s lips before he fell to the ground beneath your feet. You didn’t even manage to see from what direction this thing came from, too disoriented to observe the world around you properly. You feel the adrenaline running up again, probably breaking the record for you in the whole year – you jump from the body on the ground, tears dwelling in your eyes. You can’t do it, you can’t do it, you won’t do it, you were never a fighter, the freeze-fight-flight instinct always coming up to curling down in a small ball and sucking on your thumb. 
Some people are simply not built for survival – this is a natural order, something that Darwin was talking about. Soft, weak humans are meant to die, meant to be the food for stronger predators, for monsters dwelling in the shadows. Some creatures are never meant to exist – fleshy cute creatures, the ones that melt at the slightest touch, someone like you – when your first answer to a threat is to roll on your back and show your belly to a mountain lion, you just knew that evolution never meant for you to live past the crib. And yet, civilisation allowed you to survive. To thrive even, before you were put in this fucking forest. 
You run before everything else can kick in – at least some of your instincts are working properly, adrenaline running through your veins as you are leaving Marty behind, not even bothering to check if he is still breathing or not. The man was never thinking with his head – not the upper one anyway – but you doubt that he would survive a bolt shot perfectly between his eyes, separating his brain in two perfect halves. Like a fucking apple. 
You ran 
 ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎   ‎‎      ‎    and you ran ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎  ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎  ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎  ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎      and you ran some more
And you ran right into his chest. 
Wall of muscles, no less – you aren’t even sure if this is a human’s body, too sturdy and hard and perfect to belong to something less of a Roman statue. You feel tears running down your face, panic not even bothering to settle in – you know you would be dead in the next few moments, brain tragically easy saying goodbye to being intact. A pathetic sob escapes your throat as you are caught for the second time in this night – lady luck might be smiling upon you the first time, but you doubt you can be her favorite for long. 
— I thought the rule of escaping was to run away from danger. 
This is the tall killer – low voice, secured by the mask, making it almost unrecognizable. You shake as a big, glowed hand goes on your back, laying there heavily. Even more pathetic sounds are produced from your lips, and you are almost ready to beg him for a quick, painless death – his hand is big enough to cover your head and you don’t want to think of the implications that he might crush your skull with just his fingers. 
König listens to your sobs, doing nothing but keeping a firm hand on your back, securing you in place. You sob and whine and tremble in his hold – and he was never more hard in his life. What an adorable, pathetic little creature you are. Helpless in his hold – even squirrels can fight, scratching and biting. You were sobbing in his hold like the perfect kleine prey you are, and he could almost pretend this was a hug. 
— Tshhh, Hase, don’t cry. I won’t be able to let you go if you’d proceed with those sweet noises, ja? 
His revelation only makes you squirm more. You finally try to get out of his bear-like hug – only to realize that all of your little movements and struggles fit perfectly with the enormous, pulsating bulge in his pants that can probably be considered a murder weapon on its own and shouldn’t be concealed since this is an obvious threat to…ah, on second thought, running around from a serial killer who has his monstrous dick hanging out would be worse. Much, much worse. 
— Let me go! 
You squirm one of your hands, punching his chest. Feels like punching a marble statue – the only thing you are hurting is your own hands. You try to resolve to a different form, jerking up your knee to land a blow on his crotch. 
He fucking moans. 
— Never knew you were such a fighter, Schatz. But I warned you, aren’t I? 
You don’t understand what he is talking about before he suddenly lifts you in his hands, dropping you on his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. You are crying, trying to get away, [unching him with your legs and your hands, all the adrenaline in your veins working solely for the purpose of inflicting as much pain on this enormous figure as possible. 
You tug on this weird hood he is wearing – if you are going to die, at least you would die exhausting all possible options, not feeling like you gave up without a fight. This is still a journey of self-respect and deep insight searches for the mysteriously hidden backbone of your body – maybe, yoga classes would be more effective and less dangerous but, unfortunately, you’re not a rich white housewife in her thirties, so not like you have money for a guru who would spend hours trying to convince your ovaries to stop dying on the inside. 
— Let! 
You punch him on the back, a multitude of well-served punches right into his back. He laughs, spreading his shoulders, cocking his chest forward like you were giving him a massage. With a groan, you made a very deliberate punch right in the middle of his back – and he moans from satisfaction, probably releasing some pent-up tension that he got from killing grandmas and destroying hotels. 
— Me! 
You tried to kick him in the chest, your legs working overtime as you cosplayed a rabid rabbit – only for him to laugh even more, his arm securing you holstered across his shoulder like your punches meant nothing. They probably didn’t – he is literally still holding a fucking crossbow in his other hand, managing to secure it on his side while moving towards…you only assume it to be a murder cabin because of course those freaks would have a murder cabin, why the hell not – probably with some cool classy furniture made out of bones. 
— Go! You finally manage to secure hold on the edge of his hood, yanking it upwards in hopes of actually revealing who the fuck is he – a dirty businessman who doesn’t like those damn kids and their dog to ruin his plans for burning down the forest to create a shopping mall? A nice old man who showed you the road when you were lost, but he is actually on a spree to get revenge on all young people for killing his pet chicken in 1997? One of those creepy guys at the corner store who was weirdly obsessive over you, talked like a serial killer, and was constantly and also came in pair with the guy whose height and manner perfectly resembled a pair of killers that are after you now? 
Probably the grandpa. 
You yank the mask up and…
Ah. 
Of course, he is wearing a freaking balaclava. The only thing that you managed to see were his eyes – blue, icy, pretty, filled with anger as he pulled the hood down, concealing his features again, without you even managing to take a closer look. You gulp loudly, preparing to die. 
He smacks your ass with a power that would be enough to break a bone – your only saving grace is that the flesh of your butt provided some cushion, instead leaving a nasty bruise and inability to sit for at least a few days. That is if you would even survive long enough to have problems sitting on your backside. You won’t have such problems if you’re dead, right? 
— Quiet, Schatz. I already breaking the rule for taking you too early. 
— Br…breaking a rule? Do you have a freaking hunting pact? 
— I promised Tiger that we’d let you roam around a little. Make things interesting. 
Ah, yes, because letting you go the first time was such a brilliant idea on their behalf. The only reasons you didn’t go straight to the police is because A) You don’t speak rural Austrian German, B) Your phone can’t connect to anything, and C) You don’t even know in what part of the forest you are. Also because you’re scared that the police are going to turn out treacherous people, just like in horror movies, and that it would fucking destroy your trust. 
— I can roam around. I can roam around just fucking perfect, ass…
Another loud smack on your ass makes you feel like a misbehaving kitten. He grips your ass through your jeans and you whimper a little bit, starting to cry again as his hand goes straight for the bottom, gripping your cunt through the tough layer of denim. You thank every god you know for making you wear ugly, but protective and thick jeans. Every time his hand goes to cup your most intimate parts, the fabric of your jeans protects it – you don’t even feel too violated when he pushes his fingers even more, desperately trying to get a reaction out of you. 
— Language, Hase. Don’t make me discipline you, ja? — Fuck you! — Very gut then. That’s what you will do very soon.
Oh, but the rough material grinding over your delicate, thin panties and the sensitivity of your cunt really makes you feel…something. You won’t want to admit it, he smells like blood and sweat(still better than Marty, but you shut down that thought before it was born because fuck the new abortion laws), and he spanks your ass only to grope your pussy right after – and he also has masterful fingers that are working at the hem of your jeans, making the fabric press even more against the sensitive skin and…
You try to think of something – anything. 
Dead bodies, dead bodies, a lot of dead bodies, and there are some dead puppies too and everything is gross and smelly and…ah, it’s not working. 
König touches your lower parts with a wide grin under his hood – you’re fucking perfect, a nice addition to their house. You bite when he needs a little fight and you shut up when he touches you – perfect birdie, adorable birdie, Horangi will probably be bitching about spoiling the fun since you’d be stuck with them without a proper chase like he wanted, but the tiger would come around once he’d emptied himself on your warm body just once. 
You squirm under his touch, moan and cry and tremble and he can’t stop imagining you in millions of different positions. Stuck in the basement of their house, on your knees like a good girl you are, maybe with some branding or a collar – it’s more of a Horangi’s thing, even though König hopes he won’t have to break you too much until you’d call him daddy – pushing you to their shared bed, making sure that you’re nice and stuck in some open positions, allowing them to take you without much repercussions. 
— Let me go. 
— Nein. 
— Please? 
— I like your begging, Spatz. 
— It means you’d let me go? 
— Nein. You will tell your little friends, and then you will run to the police, ruining our fun. You are not going anywhere. 
— But, um…your culprit will be mad, no? 
As cunning as you can, you’re trying to seal the seeds of destruction among them. You’re trying your damn best not to act too charming or too fake, just so he won’t fall in love with you for real and would try murder-suicide you, but also with enough charisma checks so you’d actually convince him. 
But, it’s not really working – maybe, you aren’t as good at spreading havoc as you thought you were. 
— He’d live. We would get to hold you in your house, little one. It’s enough to make him understand my reasons. 
It’s definitely enough to make you want to puke. He is fast, not even bothering to check on the body of your friend as he goes past it – he just marks it with something that resembles a piece of torn fabric and pushes some leaves and sticks on the body, probably signalling to his friend to come and get rid of the body – and then he changed your position a little bit, securing a hand on your ass he goes deeper into the forest. 
You’re trying to remember the location, maybe counting the trees and every bush that seems like a good mark – but you, a city girl raised on a cocktail of Google Maps and a constant internet connection, have already grown tired of trying to remember everything. Every tree is the fucking same, every turn feels like the one before and, at some point, you were sure that he is actually going in circles to make you understand the location even less. Your blurry vision obstructs the goal even more – you cried so much, it feels like your very eyes gave out. With a sigh of defeat, you metaphorically roll over to your back and present your belly to the predators. 
After a hike that felt like hours, but was probably like 10 minutes long – this guy has long legs and the determination of a dog dragging a really cool stick home and, before you know it, you’re standing in front of a…house. Nice house. Expensive house, a big house, something less of a mansion, but more of a shed that you thought he was going to live in because he is literally a serial killer. 
Even serial killers made good property investments in the respective years – and you were too busy with useless stuff, like learning how to walk or trying not to choke yourself on a piece of carrot. 
— Welcome home, Schatz. 
He gently lets you down from his shoulder, allowing you to take a closer look at your surroundings. Normal living room – literally nothing weird. Maybe a bit too much hunting trophies, maybe a lot of guns lying around, some overly manly decorations, and very questionable art pieces but if you’d see that house advertised on the property website, you wouldn’t even consider it too weird. You were expecting…something. Blood on the walls, furniture made out of human flesh and skin, a devilish feast for imps and every like them…
You saw nothing as König punched the back of your head, putting you to sleep. 
You fucking hate forest trips. 
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UPDATED! 🔞 Tomas Vrbada (Smoke) NSFW Alphabet
(he’s literally my bubblegum gumdrop sparkle princess teddy bear baby girl bookie pie.)
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Tomas is a very affectionate kind of man, though it isn’t necessarily something he outwardly expressed to most- he’s a very guarded individual. Still, during and after sex he’s very tender, always wanting to take care of you. He may have been raised by Lin Kuei, but his gentle side has always been present. He’s always looking to wrap his arms around and kiss his lover after sex, always wanting to make you feel like the most important, adored, and attractive person he’s ever laid his eyes on.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Tomas is quite proud of his physical appearance, especially his broad shoulders and strong arms. He’s always lifting weights and doing some form of cardio and it certainly paid off. To him his arms and shoulders are the pride and glory of his body. He always enjoyed flexing them and showing off a little.
Tomas has no set preference when it comes to yoi. He’s attracted to you as a whole and how beautifully you carry yourself. If there was anything specific he enjoyed it would be your eyes as he finds it easy to get lost in them.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Tomas would never force you into something you didn’t want to do. So if his partner wanted to cum in them he’d have no problem doing so. If you wanted him to finish on or outside of you then he would without hesitation. He saw both as a natural result of sex and finds no shame from it if done between loved ones.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Tomas isn’t the type to seek out anything inappropriate. However, that doesn’t mean he’s a saint. He’s still a human being with desires and wants, but he usually keeps such things well concealed. If he did anything that could be perceived as a dirty secret, it would be something like sneaking off to a private area alone during missions just to jerk himself off.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Tomas had a basic understanding of sex, and although he’s not entirely experienced, he’s still an avid learner. He’s a bit clumsy at times but he always takes the time to learn and understand what works best for his partner. While he may not have as much experience as others, he puts in all of his effort into making sex a great experience. And he always tries to get better each time. If anything, his biggest strength would be his affection and intimacy with his partner.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Tomas is a man of many positions, or at least, he enjoys exploring them. Some of his favorites would have to be the ‘spooned’ position with his partner, where he can feel their skin against his, or the ‘doggy’ position where he can dominate and take control of the moment. He loves positions that let him have control, it makes him feel excited, yet he also enjoys positions where he can feel close to them, it makes him feel intimate and connected. He enjoys both for what each one offers.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Tomas is a serious man, even the most intimate and pleasurable moments didn’t change that. Even then he’s still somewhat lighthearted and sweet as he engaged in it. He never laughs or makes jokes as far as physical intimacy goes as it’s something he takes very seriously and with respect and with care.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Tomas keeps his pubic area well groomed. He didn’t do it so much to impress his partner, but to satisfy his personal preference as to how things should look. He finds it cleaner and more enjoyable to not have anything in the way and that he looked much better this way.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Tomas is a very romantic man. During sex with his partner, he’s always sure to use your name, to whisper loving things into your ear. He wants his partner to feel seen, heard, and cared for at all times especially during something as intimate as sex. He wants to treat your body like it was sacred and it were his most prized possession.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Tomas jerks off from time to time, not as often as others but a few times a week when the need arose. He’ll engage in this private moment for multiple reasons, one being physical and one being emotional. He finds release satisfying on occasion and sometimes doing things for himself feels good. There’re times where he would be thinking of his partner, or even just engaging in a fantasy he may have had. He isn’t a man to often talk about or share this with others though.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Tomas for the most part doe not have any specific fetishes or kinks. He’s more of a vanilla man and enjoyed the more simple aspects of intimacy and sex rather than anything else. There’s never any need for anything over the top as he’s satisfied with a calm atmosphere. He’s much more reserved and calm in that sense. He’s always into trying new things though and doesn’t mind trying to please his partner with things they enjoyed.
If Tomas had to have any specific kink or fetish, it would be something along the lines of…
Praise- Tomas’ desire for praise from a romantic partner comes from his own personal insecurities. Tomas is a proud man but at times he can feel like he isn’t worthy of certain things. He’s always been treated coldly by his adoptive brother Bi-Han and never truly felt like he belonged in the Lin Kuei, and always believed there was something wrong with him. But when he is with his lover and feels they love him unconditionally, it makes his insecurities melt away. As soon as his partner calls him handsome or any similar compliment, his confidence skyrockets and any self doubt he has feels like it drifts away like smoke. (See what I did there?)
Role Switching- Tomas is a man who takes pride in his masculinity, but in the end, he’s still a human capable of a wide range of emotion. He enjoys the feeling of having the power to take control, just as much as he enjoys the feeling of being at a partner's mercy. Tomas only wants the best for his partner whether that be taking care of them or being taken care of by them. Either way he would come out a satisfied man.
Disciplinary Kink- Well, there are a number of reasons for this being one of his kinks. One being that as a part of the Lin Kuei he has been raised in a sense of discipline and order. Another aspect is his own personality that has always had a strong sense of self-control. For him it always made sense to seek out a partner who knew how to keep him in check and hold him to a high standard, it was something he always found attractive and intriguing. He always wants to better himself, and he wants a partner who wanted him to do the same. It makes him feel wanted, and it was exciting.
Bondage- Tomas has always been drawn to things that are tied or bound in some way. He sees how things bound to each other hold a connection, and it can be very comforting. And he has a deep-seated desire to have things be held in place. The thought of being made to lose control and have someone else in charge is exciting to him.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Tomas doesn’t have any specific locations that would be a favorite or that he would go out of his way to always have it there. Instead he just wants to have it with someone that he loves and cares for. Whether that’s at their home, in the shower, or even outside in the rain or snow, he just wants it to be a special moment. And where it is just happens to be the place that ends up having been there at the time. He’s very flexible in this regard.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Tomas is quite a simple man when it comes to what turns him on. He can be easily turned on by the sight of his partner and their body or even their outfit. He particularly likes someone with a nice butt, a nice tummy, or a nice face. It could also be hearing the sound of his partners voice and the things they say to encourage him. Some things that may have not been said before. Being taken surprise was something that always caught his attention too.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Tomas is a man of respect. And he is a man of order and calm, and he’s easily turned off if his partner took things too far out of line in terms of being a respectable and courteous person. If they made remarks he felt were disrespectful or if they made a scene or were too chaotic in ways he just couldn’t appreciate, he was turned off. There were times where just the atmosphere they created also turned him off, if it were a bit too uncomfortable or didn’t seem to fit what he saw as a good time.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Tomas is very happy to give his partner pleasure, but his preference is receiving. He found more pleasure out of being the center of attention rather than someone else, and he always feels a bit unsure of how he performed while giving oral. However he’s willing to do so and wants his partner to feel pleased, and he always tries to do his best even if he isn’t sure he’s satisfying them.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Tomas is someone who’s a bit slow and sensual during sex. He takes his time when he engaged in it. He enjoys the feeling of being with someone, making them feel pleasure, rather than rushing through it. He always wants to make sure that his partner feels satisfied, but if they wanted it rough and fast then that’s how it would be. Although usually he’s in no rush to finish. He wants it to be an enjoyable and intimate moment.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Tomas can see the place for quickies. He’s not against them, but it wouldn’t be his first choice. In his own eyes, sex was something to always be enjoyed and to never be rushed. He thinks that a quickie would be fine if they just wanted to enjoy a fast moment or if they couldn’t stay together for too long, but again always enjoyed taking his time. He wants to fully enjoy the experience so in regards to the amount of quickies he engages in, it was far and few in between.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Tomas isn’t entirely opposed to experimenting or risk. It’s usually something he’s okay with doing. That being said, he’s more of a grounded and secure type where he was okay with going in a more structured and ‘normal’ way about things. He doesn’t care to take risks in ways that could be seen as too wild or even out of character for him. He always wants it to feel fitting for the situation and for the person he was with.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Tomas doesn’t have any particular amount of rounds in mind for how many he could go for. The number would depend on how he felt and how much his body could handle at the moment. He doesn’t necessarily have to go for multiple rounds, he’s okay with just having one longer ‘session.’ As far as how long he lasts, it usually isn’t something insanely long but he does last a bit longer than some, he usually takes his time when it came to sexual encounters.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He doesn’t own any toys himself but he’s okay with using them if his partner wanted to. He would enjoy using it on his partner, but he’s also open to the idea of it being used on him, though he has no experience with it and it would be something new for him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Tomas is the kind of man that always puts his partners needs above his own. He’s very selfless in that regard. He’s more than okay and happy to put their pleasure above his own. He teases his partner in a loving way where he just wanted to make them feel as good as possible before he could possibly satisfy himself. He doesn’t like the idea of selfishly getting himself satisfied only to leave his lover out to dry.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Tomas is usually pretty quiet throughout any sexual encounter. He isn’t one to express himself vocally, but he will still make sounds such as soft moans or whines. When close to or at his climax though he will let his emotions come out and he will become a little more vocal. It’s nothing too loud, or too crazy, but he isn’t able to hold it all inside forever. Tomas may speak during sex, saying things like he loves/wants you or how much pleasure he’s feeling at the moment. Sometimes he could also say little sweet things and pet names. Some things here and there in Czech might slip out when the moment called for it.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Tomas could surprise someone in intimate moments with a random act that he finds to be cute or romantic in some way. This could be something like nibbling or kissing his partners ears or the back of his neck, or it could even be something small he does after the act where he will put a blanket on them or make sure they’re comfortable. Basically, his wildcard is something small he will do to show his love and appreciation in some way, in a way that isn’t necessarily the usual way of going about something.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Tomas is more of a grower than a shower, being about 5 inches when soft and 7 inches when hard. He has a fairly smooth cock, with little to no veins but he does have a sensitive tip.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Tomas has an average to slightly high sex drive. He did crave intimacy, but it isn’t something he needs constantly. Sex would happen when he felt in the ‘mood’ or if there was a moment with his partner that made him feel like he wanted to. But if the opportunity didn’t present itself very often it wouldn’t be a huge issue for him.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Tomas is the type of person to stay up for a little bit afterwards. He likes to spend the time with his partner and chat a bit before eventually falling asleep for the night. He likes to fall asleep with his partner in his arms or beside him and just cuddle with them for the rest of the night.
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HEADKANONS BI HAN | SUB ZERO MK1 WITH S/O
A/N: I'm going to write headcanons about all the men in MK, I'm going to write one shots, fanfic, I'm going crazy and more horny for each one of them... I'm gay as f*ck. Do you want to make a request? Read my blog rules in the pinned post.
TW: sfw, headcanons in general, afab reader, smut.
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He is an aggressive lover. I mean, he's not going to hit you or anything, but he's extremely cold (I laughed after remembering that he's fucking sub zero lol), he's the type to talk the basics, even to you, so don't do it "silly" questions for him, if he's okay or if he ate, he'll answer: "-I'm here in front of you so obviously I'm fine." "-Don't worry, I know how to take care of myself, I'm not a child."
He likes to show his love for you through actions, like buying you something you've been wanting for a while, like giving you a bouquet of flowers, small but meaningful, Bi-Han doesn't know how to express love for anyone, I'm sorry, But it's the truth, but he tries for you, even if it's not the best.
Bi-Han cares about you even if he doesn't express it, he knows that he is a frustrated and wrong man in several actions, even if he wants to lie to himself that he doesn't, you both know that, but if you haven't given up on him, and You're still on his side, it means you love him, and he values that.
Bi Han won't let you work outside of his sight, that is, he will want you at home, you can beg or try to argue, he will say: "-Your job is to be my husband/wife, take care of our house, me and yourself, I can't allow you to go around." -He spoke calmly, but seriously, and that was really his thought, he just wants you to be close to him, he is afraid, terrified, of losing you one day. -
Bi Han is insecure, even if he never admits it, he gets jealous very quickly, he knows that you are a beautiful person, so he knows that many ninjas lust after you, even though you are married to him, so please don't flirt with other men or women, this man is capable of crazy things and the silent treatment he will give you after that will be for an indefinite period of time.
You are always on his mind in every mission, Kuai Liang and Tomas sometimes notice their grandmaster looking into space and perhaps, a transparent smile appears quickly, while Bi-Han looks at the landscape on the horizon, thinking about you. "-I hope (Y/N) is okay" -He said to himself, shaking his head soon after and returning to the mission.
When he notices that you are sad he becomes worried, but he just crosses his arms under his chest, and looks at you waiting for an explanation for such behavior, if you are upset about something that someone from the Lin Kuei clan did to you, consider that person dead, your grand master husband will immediately leave the house forming a deadly ice dagger in his hand, returning some time later, with a determined and blood-stained look. "-Okay, wipe your tears, the problem has already been solved, let's have dinner." -He spoke seriously and calmly, as he wiped the blood from his hands on a cloth, heading to the kitchen with heavy steps and giving you a look, so you could follow him.
Bi-Han lies down on the bed next to you, but he can't sleep for several nights, he finds himself watching you, your face so peaceful next to him, the ninja monster of the lin kuei, you look so good and comfortable next to him, he really wonders why you married him, you deserve someone better.
He covers you more with the sheet, caressing your cheek lightly with his thumb, while whispering on rare occasions, that he loved you.
"-I really love you, you know that? I'm sorry I'm not the best man for you (Y/N), I really want you forever by my side, and I'll protect you from this world, whatever the cost, what do I do and for me and for you." -Bi Han told you while you slept, he placed a chaste kiss on your forehead, while looking at the moon soon after, it would be another night that he would be haunted by his own demons.
Bi-Han's favorite couple's activity with you is strolling to a lake on the Lin Kuei clan's estate, sitting with you on the cool grass as the two of you watch nature, the swans on the lake, the cloudy sky announcing an upcoming rain. would soon come, the trees swaying to the rhythm of the wind, as Bi Han talked about his mother, he really loved her, and he is happy to see that you were really interested in listening, as he talked about childhood memories, making little sculptures of ice with his fingertips to represent the story he told, it's these moments with you that make everything he did, even the cruelest things, worth it.
He may not be loyal to the clan, but he is to you. He's the type that if someone comes at him, he has to be held back so he doesn't punch them for such audacity. Ex:
"-Bi Han, are you going to come with us-"
"-I'm a married man"
"-Bi Han, we just asked-"
"-I'm a married man, I told you." -He says pointing to the wedding ring and leaving. They were just going to ask him to drink a little, but as Bi Han said, he is a married man to you.
He doesn't like nicknames, only during sex, other than that he will call you by your name, or "my husband/my wife", he likes the idea of being called "husband" by you too, so if you If you refer to him like that, in public, he will melt inside, and smile slightly sideways behind the mask.
He is a wild man in bed, taking out his frustrations and anger on your beautiful pussy, mouth and body in general.
Bi Han loves blowjobs, if he could, you would be kneeling between his legs 24 hours a day, with your pretty face taking his entire cock in your mouth - I feel sorry for you dear, this man's cock is big and thick, he's literally going to hit it down your throat easily, leaving you breathless while your husband enjoys watching you choke on his dick like that -
He likes to degrade you in sex, it's a way for him to mark you as his and release his frustrations too, he will fuck you roughly, especially fucking you with his dick stuck in your pussy, with him lifting you easily while his hips they aggressively pound against your tight hole.
"-You're a great slut, you know? Taking my cock like a desperate bitch."
"-Oh fuck, you feel so good, don't you? Your pussy was made for me, the grand master lin kuei, and only mine, only I deserve you, do you hear? I'm just going to fuck that beautiful pussy until you can only think about how You want my dick inside you."
"-Do I really have a little whore as my husband/wife? How lucky for me then."
"-I'm going to fill you up... I'm going to fill that tight pussy of yours, and you want that, don't you? You want every drop of my cum, you're a hungry slut."
He loves to call you: "slut", "dirty bitch", "private whore", "nymph", "good boy/girl with a tight pussy". Most of the sex sessions you have with Bi Han end with him cumming on your face, pussy or belly, painting everything with his cum and leaving you panting with your legs shaking - for him, sex really is only good when you are weak from cumming on his dick, and overstimulated, with a swollen clitoris - He loves many sexual positions, but he prefers:
Cowgirl’s Helper: He likes to see you on top of him, your hands on his chest, while one of his hands squeezes your ass, and the other is behind his head. Bi Han watches you get impaled on his dick, stretching your pussy slowly, as your pussy drools on his pulsing dick, he looks at you, smiling smugly when he sees the rise of his dick in your womb. He would just groan in response to your desperate moans, watching your body move as you whimpered to cum - he wasn't going to let you cum yet, and if you did, he was going to punish the hell out of you, giving you at least five painful orgasms and pleasant that night -
Stand and Deliver: He loves seeing you bent over, your waist is sore from being bent over for him, but he loves seeing your ass and waist on top, thrusting into your pussy while pulling your hands behind your back, he would go so hard on your hole that your feet would leave the ground, you could feel the burn of the speed of Bi Han's dick in your pussy, but he wouldn't stop, he wouldn't stop until he left you a trembling mess full of cum - while calling you a desperate slut his cock -
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snsona · 6 months
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People should start writing more Krueger x Readers, he's literally the blue print for König
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PLEASE I'M SO DESPERATE THERE IS ONLY 4 FANFICS FOR HIM AND THEY ARE ALL ONESHOTS
I HAVE REREAD THEM ALL LIKE 40X ALREADY
PLEASE I AM BEGGING
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Some random Smoke/Tomas HC
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Tomas' favorite sparetime is reading. Fictions, non-fictions, he doesn't limit himself to a certain genre. He'd take whatever he can get from the Lin Kuei library.
He has this reading glasses with thin, silver frame he keeps on his nightstand. He often reads before bed, too.
The most well-knowledged brother.
He reads because it's the most effective way to get rid of his disturbing thoughts of Enenra. Storylines and character analysis really occupy his mind.
Being the adopted/younger brother out of 3, he's always being told what to do that it irritates him most of the time. He knows his brothers are looking out for him, but this habit dies hard and makes him rather a rebel.
He's interested in normalcy. Since the way he used to live and the life he's living now wouldn't be considered so (based on all the fictions he read), he would sneak out of the Lin Kuei temple to just stroll around the market, go to the public library, sit in a coffeeshop, etc. He really likes to learn about people's different habits and how they behave.
He goes with precautions, of course. Normal, casual clothes, medical masks, anything to appear normal and out of sight.
It's no rare occasion when he gets in trouble for doing so. He'd do something stupid like not paying enough for an orange and ran away. Oh Bi-Han was furious when he found out.
Did he learn his lesson? Yes. He's a quick learner. Did Bi-Han's anger stop him? Absolutely not.
Part 2: with gender neutral s/o
Part 3: in bed with Tomas (NSFW)
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HC: In bed with Tomas (NSFW - Female reader)
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Tomas is a naturally curious person, so he'd take his time exploring your body like it's an uncharted map. You'd feel him kiss you, nip you, lick you, squeeze you on unexpected places (ex: ribcage, hipbone, the back of your thighs)
Mouth is so skillful you'd quiver whenever it even brushed near your sensitive parts, especially your breasts. Tomas is weak for them.
His erogenous zone includes the scalp, neck, and tip of his shaft. So playing with his hair, grazing his neck, and teasing his tip (esp with your mouth) would get him cursing, sometimes in Czech
Is quite expressive in bed. He moans. Tomas would definitely let you know how good you make him feel in a way that'd drive you insane
He'd even whisper appreciative/naughty things like, "Yes, that's it." Or, "Good girl."
Though he'd feel quite awkward if you tell him to talk dirty to you-- it'd have to come naturally for him
Once comfortable enough with you, you'd be so lucky because he'd experiment more things with you-- get ready for some hair pulling or gentle spanking
Oh, he would so put your needs first. Not because of his ego (which is nonexistent, btw), but he genuinely loves to feel you twitch under his touch, hear your sweet whimpers, and would let out a low groan when you come on his mouth
He loves it when you get on top. Top him good and you will be rewarded with alluring voices and touches, desperate faces, and some more mouth action
Imagine the noises he'd make when he finishes inside of you👀
Tomas would take good care of you after. He'd wipe you, put a blanket over you, and kiss you while he slips inside the blanket with you
Get ready for cuddles because it's Tomas' favorite act of intimacy. Just you within his arms, nuzzling your hair or the crook of your neck
Part 1: Random HC
Part 2: With gender neutral s/o
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snsona · 6 months
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can you write some headcanons for smoke (tomas vrbada) from mk1? there’s barely anything on tumblr for him😭
HEADKANONS | TOMAS VRBADA - SMOKE MK1
TW: SFW, NSFW Headcanons, AFAB Anatomy, Husband!Tomas.
A/N: thanks for the idea anon<3 I miss this big guy on tumblr, Tomas my love deserves more attention.
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He is the shy type, a loving, passionate and gentle lover, even with his most serious exterior he melts in your arms.
Tomas loves just being at home with you, especially if you are married - whether it is an arranged marriage or a spontaneous marriage - he likes you, if it is an arranged marriage he will be shy to even talk to you, but he will do his best to being a good husband, respecting your limits, remembering important dates like your birthday - he even saves money to buy something you really want and makes dinner for you -
He is the type that will want to be your safe haven, if you live in the same house with him, you will take care of the house while he goes out to work with the Liu Kuei clan, but if you want to work for him that's fine, but he You will be reluctant at first for fear of being hurt in some way.
Tomas doesn't allow you to be close to Bi Han, don't take him the wrong way, he's just afraid because he knows his brother, Bi Han doesn't like anyone and probably if you and Tomas are married by arrangement, it was the grandmaster himself who forced him both to get married, as a form of "humiliation" for Vrbada, but it had the opposite effect, he was happy to have someone like you.
He's the type who only talks if you talk to him, he's always been like that, sometimes if you get too distracted he'll even forget that Tomas is at home, getting scared when you turn around and see him at the kitchen table, cutting his teeth vegetables for dinner for both of you.
On his days off from the clan, he likes to just spend time with you, watching movies, taking care of the house - mowing the grass, reading some books, practicing some new moves or, if you want, sex all day long, oral, anal, vaginal , whatever you want and order he will do to you, do you want him to fuck you from the outside? He goes. Do you want him to fuck you with his dick all over the house? He goes. Do you want to suck his dick? He'll let you stand between his legs until you're satisfied - he loves your blowjobs, especially if you pay attention to his balls, even if he's too shy to talk.
Tomas has a twenty centimeter dick, thick, slightly bent to the right with two thick veins that stand out on the sides, which pulsate extremely when he is hard. The color is pink at the tip going halfway, he is very sensitive - he gets hard with practically anything you do, even cumming in his pants if you tease him, especially if you masturbate him through the fabric, he whimpers and begs to cum, begging for your pussy, mouth, breasts anything, he just needs your body connected to his-
He values your pleasure first, but sometimes he can't hold back, cumming before you do, he's embarrassed, blushing while apologizing to you, but he won't stop trying to make you cum, he has so much repressed lust :( Tomas will continue to have a hard-on even after the first orgasm, that is, he will make you cum, whether with his dick, mouth, fingers or taking turns between the three, after all, it's your pleasure that matters to him.
He loves fingering you, always paying attention to your clit, he knows the right spots, where to touch, where to massage and how to massage - Tomas will finger you with both fingers, using his thumb to pay attention to your throbbing bud, while you praised him for holding his fingers so well - Example:
"-Good boy | Good girl"
"-Pretty little doll"
"-Babydoll"
"-Little prince | Little princess"
"-Sweetheart"
"-My angel"
"-My boy | My girl"
"-Mine, mine alone"
"-You've done well/a good job my love."
"-You're making me really happy right now baby."
"-Fuck that's it, I know you can take it all."
Cowgirl - Tomas likes to see you in control, your pleasured face bouncing on his dick, as he watches your pussy being impaled by his dick, Vrbada's strong hands on your waist, squeezing the soft flesh of your body as he watches your breasts jump with each movement, he helps you by praising you and moaning to let you know that he is loving it, he is also quite vocal, you can see Tomas' face contorting with pleasure, his worked muscles trembling with each ride of your pussy tight on him, just keep enjoying yourself on his dick as he praises you for being so good for him as he cums inside your pussy with a guttural moan.
Reverse cowgirl - Vrbada loves seeing your ass bouncing on his crotch, how your back and waist look so delicate while your pussy swallows him greedily, he tries to be a gentleman with you but loses control, holding your ass tightly , slapping and fucking you at his pace.
Missionary - He loves this position because he can look at you, every reaction of pleasure, every time his cock slips out of your pussy, every time you moan when he pushes his thick shaft into your uterus, he always captures your pleasure, praising you and talking looking into your eyes how beautiful you are, while kissing you on your neck, breasts, face,lips, placing his forehead on yours while closing his eyes or looking down, seeing your wet intimacies, he loves seeing your full belly, with a slight elevation caused by his seed - he loves making a good creampie, taking his fingers up yours sensitive hole and dirtying the tips, rubbing it on your lips while he made you taste his cum.
Bonus: The only time you saw him angry was when Bi-Han betrayed him and Kuai Liang, he arrived at your house, an aura of anger and black smoke surrounding him tightly, you didn't even have time to ask. Tomas's anger and frustration seemed to radiate from him as he entered the room, his emotions practically palpable. Without saying a word, he took off his mask and kissed you fiercely, his desperation and anger evident in his actions. As he rubbed his hard cock against your body, you could feel the intensity of his emotions swirling between you. It was clear that he intended to release his anger through fucking, and you were more than willing to be his outlet. His grip tightened around your waist as he turned you around, removing your shorts and exposing your delicate pussy. With one hand, he easily trapped his legs, holding you in place as he ravished you with an almost primal intensity. "-Fucking Bi-Han." -Tomas growled, his voice mixed with anger and frustration. "-He betrayed us, son of a bitch, our father would be so disappointed... he was always so cold to me... shit shit, I thought he was my brother." As he continued to thrust into your pussy, his movements becoming more urgent and forceful, he tore off your shirt, exposing your breasts to his hungry gaze. The sight of your bare flesh only intensified his need, your lewd growls echoing through the room, he pushed his fingers into your mouth making you suck on them. "-Take my fingers, my dirty little slut" -ordered Tomas, his voice dripping with dark desire. "-Suck them, show me how eager you are to please me." With each strong thrust, Tomas vented his anger on your poor pussy.
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could you write a smoke request? i don't have anything in mind, so feel free to write, if you want!!
course! im so sorry if you didnt want nsfw i just kind of assumed,,, since my last mk works have all been nsfw— if u want sfw please send another ask and i'll do it for ya!
i wanna kiss him, and like. have so fucking meaningful SEX. i want him. ughnnh,,, tomasssss..
𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚
tomas is really sweet, and his kisses are even sweeter. i just want his hands on your hips, shaky breathes escaping him as he looks at your lips. all pretty n ready for him. he presses his lips to yours, gently squeezing at your hips as you reciprocated. he lets out small little moans as you slowly lick at his lower lip— a cute way of asking permission to which he granted.
the kiss at first is slow, passionate, sweet. he tastes amazing— his spit mixing with yours as he holds you impossibly close. your body is on top of his, ass snuggled neatly in between his open thighs— your pussy just slightly grazing his hardening bulge. he lets out a shaky exhale as he pulls away, his hand lower to just slightly cup your pussy. he wants you so bad, so bad it almost hurts.
he can feel the anxiety pooling in the pit of his stomach, wondering if somehow he could mess this up. somehow make you not want him the same way he wants you. you snap him out of his thought process when you just slightly nibble on his neck, causing him to let out quick moan before shivering. you're such a vixen; teasing him like this, kissing him when you two were watching a silly musical you liked— now here he was, his cock uncomfortably pushing against the restraints of his pants trying to reach your pussy.
he grabs your face, careful not to cause harm, pulling your face to his so he can once again kiss you. his hand squeezing at your body as some melody from the forgotten musical plays behind you. he whispers soft words of encouragement to you, his eyes soft— you palm at his chest for a moment before meekly asking if he could put it in.
he nods quickly, fumbling to get his (complicated) pants off as he watched you shimmy out of your own clothes. he knew you were pretty but, seeing your lower lip jut out in frustration when you struggled to get your panties off was something that unintentionally shot straight to his dick.
you crawl back onto his lap, feeling his cock twitch against your lower stomach, making a small 'plap' noise as you wiggle in anticipation. he presses his hands to your hips, his lips in a soft smile as he looks down at your eager pussy. it was inviting him— begging him to please and fuck you. he uses his thumb to seperate your fat lips, exposing the cute little bud waiting for stimulation from him.
your cute little/fat pussy was waiting for him. he looks up your face, noticing you were pouting. he mumbles a quick 'sorry' after realizing he was mesmerized by your pussy after a while. he loosely grabbed his cock, tapping the tip against your pussy— his eyes half lidded as he let out steady breathes. he rubbed the tip in between your folds, jutting upwards to insert the tip.
he mumbles the quick words, sit down, to which you obey. you sink down on his cock, your eyes fluttering shut as you let out soft moans. he almost loses his mind when you let out a long whine, his fingers digging into your thighs as he grinds his cock into you.
you set your hands on his shoulders, mouth opened in an 'o' shape. tomas let out a shaky breath as he finally thrusted up into you making you dig your nails into his shoulders. he shudders as he wraps his forearms around your body, causing you to arch your back— chest being pointed directly into his face. he whispered something you could barely hear, before sucking marks into your skin.
your body bounces up and down as he thrusts up into you, his arms perfectly locked around you as he now looks up at you. his eyes sparkled as he watches your face contort into looking so fucked out, so pretty. he kisses up your neck as kissed sweetly at your cheek, whispering praises in your ear.
having you settled in his lap like this, felt like heaven.
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snsona · 6 months
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Give me the mean brother. He doesn't need no fixing.
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snsona · 6 months
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Feelings of Ecstasy.
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Genre: smut, drabble, oneshot, nsfw
Pairing: Raiden X Fem!Reader
Warnings: light dom/sub, praise kink, handjob, reader calls raiden 'good boy' at the end, he whimpers a bit
Notes: I'm sorry if these are really short, I dont have that many ideas for these😭 but anyways, enjoy!
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Raiden sat up against the headboard of the bed, his hands gripping the sheets as your hand worked on his length. His shirt unbuttoned, showing off his toned chest and abs. His chest moved up and down in heavy breaths.
"Hah…You- mmph- You really know what you're doing.." Raiden panted as you kept stroking his shaft. You smirked at his remark. His face was as red as a tomato now, He turned his head away from you in embarrassment, You placed your index finger and thumb on his chin and turned his face towards yours, "Look at me, darling.." You commanded, and he obliged. "Yes ma'am.."
Your hand worked up and down on his member, his pants and moans filled the room as you stroked faster.
"Oh gods…" He whined as he threw his head back in ecstasy, pre-cum leaking from his tip. "I-I'm so close…ah-" He whimpered, you knew how close he was, yet you continued to give him this pleasurable torment.
His abs tightened and his legs twitched, Next thing you knew, he released into your palm, whimpering softly and shivering as he grinded against your hand and rode out his orgasm.
You placed a kiss on his lips "You deserved to feel so good, darling, you've been such a good boy today.." You praised him, his face flushed intensely at your kind words. "Thank you, ma'am.."
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snsona · 6 months
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"Good Girl."
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Genre: smut, drabble, oneshot, nsfw
Pairing: Kung Lao X Fem!reader
Warnings: hair pulling, unsafe p in v sex, praise kink, dom kung lao, he calls you tián xīn.
Notes: I finally have something to post after like forever, I hope yall enjoy!
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You're bent over a desk, back arched and fingers gripping the edge of it. Kung Lao gripped your hips as he pounded you from behind, soft grunts and moans leaving his throat as he tried to stay quiet.
He couldn't help it, you felt so good wrapped around his cock, he didn't want this to end. "That's it- ah- you're doing so good for me, tián xīn.." Kung Lao breathed as one of his hands wandered up to your hair to give it a little tug, causing you to arch your back more. his hand gripping your hair, him pounding into you from behind, the sensations were too much for you.
"Lao.." You whined as you felt your orgasm approaching, Suddenly, his hand covered your mouth to stifle your moans. "Shh..you don't want them hearing us, do you?" Kung Lao asked as he kept fucking you from behind.
You shook your head, unable to speak due to his hand on your mouth. Kung Lao smirked "Good girl.." He praised, he could feel himself reaching his climax as well. You both came hard, bodies shaking. You whimpered into his hand as you both came down from your climaxes.
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snsona · 6 months
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Eagerly awaiting the fanfics… please someone give me some crumbs
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snsona · 7 months
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yes, they’re fucking!!! é canon que o Bi han ta tomando chá de b* p/ se acalmar....
nitara and bi-han are not in a relationship. when she calls him a “bedfellow” that is not implying that they are together.
calling someone a bedfellow doesn’t mean having sex with them, it’s just a word for being allies. nitara saying the phrase “stranger bedfellows” is her saying she’s had allies more strange than bi-han.
they’re not fucking
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