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intertexts · 3 months
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this is like out of nowhere but like man as an ex-c*tholic cult-adjacent hyperreactionary conservative three-hour high latin mass gold thurible & incense every week and twice on fridays and saturdays embroidered vestments stone church pillars (twelve of them or it's a chapel) painted carved altarpieces you ARE going to hell for not wearing a skirt you ARE going to hell for wearing a skirt if your knees are visible the entire world except for your small insular community is sick and twisted and far from christ your only options r being a mother asap preferably to 12+ children or a nun or you go to hell hey stare at this medieval-reconstruction pieta where the figures are horrifically distorted as symbolism for three hours follow the liturgy of the hours daily you should have the entire propers of the latin mass memorized by age fifteen guy. the way some of u guys talk about c/atholicism & c/atholic guilt r so funny 2 me.
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bylertruther · 2 years
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Will Byers has a big heart, his mom always said. He loves and he loves and he loves. He gives it away because it’s too much to be contained inside one small human organ, too full to bursting. It’s always been this way, his whole life, giving away love; to crying girls in sandboxes, to loud boys on swing sets, to uncaring fathers who yell and break things and force him to change, only to leave anyway. By the time he realizes the love isn’t infinite, it’s too late to fight his nature, and his heart bleeds out, year by year, until he’s drained and tired and empty. He cries into his hand and wonders what will happen to him when he’s truly empty. Wonders if that day is rapidly approaching. Wonders if it’s already here. * a retelling of season 4 that bleeds into a hypothetical s5. El's grieving, Jonathan and Joyce are distant, and Will is trying his best not to feel
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godkilller · 1 year
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MUSE AESTHETIC FEELINGS.
tagged by: i was encouraged to steal it from @maskierd​ tagging: steal it, continue the cycle bold for always applicable, italics for sometimes.
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𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒.    being unable to stop smiling. laughter. bear hugs. happy tears. waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing. eyes twinkling. laughter lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping
𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒.    tearing up. self-hugging. one-arm cross. an aching chest. scratchy throat. a runny nose. turning away. deep breaths. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing. hands gripping each other or an object. covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red. voice breaking. a distant or empty stare.   monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering. depression. abusing an unhealthy habit. withdrawing from others. big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.
𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑.   furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact. sarcasm. headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability. jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions. middle finger.
𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑.     wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause. pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline. face draining of colour. hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.
𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.    constantly yawning. blurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking. trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. becoming irritated by the smallest things. “i’m awake, i’m fine.”. shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.
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ghostzzy · 2 years
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hey guys i survived the day
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beearrings · 2 years
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fuck how difficult they make access to dmv and other government services in the US !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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transbunnyboi · 2 months
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Hi, hi, hi!! It's ur fav bunnycunt hairy boi again!!! ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -。꒱ྀི১ I'm the most insatiable bunny here!! Previously @t4tbunnyboy (still there, but it was a sideblog!!)
My name is Jervi, you all know that. You can also call me Bunny, Hare or something like that !!! Age: 27 Height: 4'11" (I know…) No surgery!! On T, ftm, blond w/ brown eyes!!! Also around my eyes is rlly pink/red and I have an overbite with big teeth sooooo i rlly am a bunny boy i guess hehehe !!!
18+ BLOG!!! Minors DNI (DO NOT INTERACT) !!!!! If you do not have your age in bio or pinned, you will be blocked :3 31+ DNI !!!! Taken!!!! :33333
This acc is here so I can be uhmmmm a slutty fag online!!! HOWEVER!! I don't like DMs aaa I heavily prefer asks and will prolly ignore ones asking for dms srryyyy !!!
Petnames I like: Bunny (obvi), Rabbit, Hare etc., anything with boy in it (good boy, pretty boy yk), prince, uhmmmm uhmmm professor. Oh, also breeding toy :3 (uhmmm i also rlly rlly REALLY like being called a faggot pleaaase call me this hsdgfjhdgf) Names I don't like: Kid/Kiddo, angel, princess, anything with girl in it. that's pretty much it !!
Yes (bold I love); breeding, edging, light cnc, size difference, praise, somno, exhibitionism, intox, overstimulation, knife-play, hypno (either way), primal play, fear (?? Idk i like being scared while i'm getting fucked), petplay, Vampire kink, stalking (which plays into the fear thing I have uhmmm), soft cnc, slight degradation (mainly calling me. a faggot...) ummm there's more but I can't think
NO: feet stuff, anal, misgendering/detrans, ageplay, raceplay, vomit or anything unhygienic (I'm germophobic aaa), deepthroating, etc. I guess I'll think of more to add here but chances are if its along these lines, i won’t enjoy it.
Send asks plsplsplsplspls Ask me questions, tell me what to do, tell me dirty things!!!
i’m extremely horny and I want nothing more than attention pleaseee !! ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -。꒱ྀི১
OH I forgot!! Terfs, Nazis, pedos or anyone who is fucking weird/a terrible person will be beheaded if I see them !!! ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝ ྀི꒱ა Emojis that are taken: !!(he/him), ⭐,💜(they/he/she), 🦈, 🐦(they/he/she), 🐱, 🦴, 🧬(he/him),💙(she/her), ⚰️ (he/they/it), ☕ (he/it), 🪻 (he/they), 🫧, 🖊️ (they/them/he/him), ❄️(he/him), 🏴‍☠️(They/them/it/its),🌿 ( he/they), 🐸, 🦇 (any),🍃(any), 🍒, 🗡️, 🐶 (they/them), 🦗, ⚡️(he/him), ♥️ (they/them), 🐾, 🐺(he/they), 👻(he/him), 🌱 (they/it), 🪷 (he/him), 🌷 (she/they), 📋, 🦊 (she/her),🗣️(he/him),🍷 (he/him), 🐭 (he/it), 🐉 (They/He/It), 🪽 (fae•faem), 🦚, 💏, 🫀(he/him), 🇨🇵, 🐏 (she/it), 🌹(he/him), 🌸, 🦷
#puppoy archives is the tag I made for those who wanna read about my uhm. ADVENTURES with my ??? co-worker :3
The discord server for anons is available for those who ask for the link (you have to state your age when you send asks for the first time, and restate it when you ask for server) :3
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Plaga!Leon only has one thing on his mind... infecting you but he doesnt know how to... just knows that it can be transferred by liquids... just doesnt know which one one so... he tries every liquid a human body can produce... (TW. spit,piss,cum etc.) -this might be the most depraved shit ive ever sent as an anon in tumblr can u give me an anon tag/emoji bc i need to remember to come back to this bc how i got here is a complete mystery to me
WARNING!! This may not be for everyone! This post includes rough themes and is consensual between both ends! Please do not continue to reading if you are uncomfortable with roughness, slapping, spitting, and crying. Thank you <3
Disclaimer! This is an 18+ blog! Please do not interact if you are underaged <3
slightly implied afab reader x Plaga Leon
Warnings (Again): Slight manipulation and tricking, choking, roughness, slapping, hair grabbing and arm pulling, spitting, pushing, Leon hurts reader on purpose, crying, lots of crying. SMUT, it’s filthy. Throat fucking, Harsh use of nicknames, bitch, slut, etc. Reader loved it but probably will never admit to Leon.
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“Come on let me lift you over..”
Poor Leon. Your heart ached seeing your partner lose his energy, and control to his body. You continue to trust him but were so scared how the virus was going to affect him and how long it would take. You stepped up onto his shoulder, his hands holding at your feet as he pushed you up. It was so dark in the room you had climbed into, you reached to your holster to pull your flashlight out so the darkness wouldn’t literally consume you. You clicked the flashlight on just for it to not work, you cursed softly under your breath as you banged it against your hand. Pinching at the bridge of your nose remembering that when you and Leon fell from the mine carts earlier it broke. Your heart almost jumped out of your throat at the sound of Leon screaming, and he’s a grown man, and he always can and has taken care of himself, panic began to rise in you as your hands searched around the room for the lock on the door.
“(Y/N) please!”
Leon yelled with a loud cry of pain, making tears build in your eyes as you threw your entire body weight against the door, the lock breaking causing it to swing open. Leon’s cries had stopped, causing tears to fall from your eyes as you looked around the dimly lit room Leon had just lifted you from.
“Leon?..”
You sniffled as you went to pull your knife from your pocket. They had to have kidnapped him, it would be really hard to kidnap a man Leon’s size but with the things you’ve seen here nothing is necessarily impossible, you went to run out the door the two of you came from before a strong hand grabbed the back of your hair by the fist, holding onto you tightly causing a loud whimper to leave your lips as you were pulled back. Your eyes shifted to the side seeing Leon’s arm, the black smokey veins invading his once soft skin. He was strong, much stronger than you could ever be. He pulled you back flush against his chest, twisting at your hair causing a yelp to leave your lips are you went to swing your fist back into him. He was so scarily quiet, the only noise in the room was your heavy breathing, and small grunts of pain, your shoes tapping against the wood.
Leon’s hand grabbed at your fist, twisting your arm back to rest against the small of your back before he rushed forward, basically throwing you into the wall with him pressed so deeply behind you, his breath trickling down your neck, down your spine.
“I always tell you, trust your intuition, your gut. And to run if you feel like something is wrong.. and look at you, you came running out here after me like the dumb little bitch you are.”
A scream of pain left your lips once more as Leon twisted at your arm more, a tear rolling down your cheek as you moved your face which was now pressed against the wall as you tried to look back at your partner.
“Leon please, I know the real you is in there fight back.. please don’t kill me..”
Your voice cracked as you pleaded with the man holding you against the wall. But all you heard in return was a laugh from Leon, his grip on you getting loose as he groaned, he was coming back, right?? You pushed back against him, getting free from his grip.
You should’ve known it was to good to be true, his hand grabbing at your jaw, slamming you back into the wall. Your vision was swaying for a few seconds before you finally saw him. His eyes blood shot, and his face covered in the dark veins. Your hand weakly reached up, the backs of your fingers caressing at his cheek.
A groan left his lips once again as his head dropped into your shoulder, his hand slipping down to your throat as he stepped in closer to you. He let out a few ragged breaths before he met your stare once again.
“I bet you’ve dreamed of this.”
He choked out, a scream leaving his lips as his hands dropped from your neck to both your forearms. He was trying so hard to fight it, you know Leon didn’t want to hurt you but this wasn’t him. Leon’s head shook, his long hair dripping over his face as he looked up at you with a smirk.
“Dream of me hurting you, huh?”
Leon spat through gritted teeth, his gloved hand coming up and smacking you across the face. The noise echoing the room as you just stared at him, another tear trickling from your eye as he gripped at your throat once more, his other hand coming down on your already red cheek once more.
“Yes, yes…”
You cried, hoping it would make him stop. But it just made a satisfying whimper leave his lips as he leaned his head back, his eyes squeezing shut.
“Open your fucking mouth.”
Leon demanded as he pulled at your jaw, your lips parting as you looked up at him, your eyes so puffy and your right cheek bright red. Leon let out a raspy moan as the fingers that held your jaw pushed into your mouth before he pulled them out and leaned forward. You gasped as he spit in your mouth, tapping at your face as he pushed your jaw shut.
“Swallow it, then fucking thank me for blessing you..”
Leon spoke before he pushed you down to your knees, staring down at you, his pupils were so dilated. Your hands touched at his calves, trying to maybe ground him again as you looked up at him, shuddering as you swallowed the warm spit that trickled down your throat.
“Thank you, Leon.”
You whispered, your voice shaking as you gripped at his pants. Though you really fucking hated to admit it, your thighs pushed together from the aching in your core.
“You’re scared of me..”
Leon whispered, but this sounded like real Leon, you looked up in desperation hoping that you tugging at him worked but were just met with cloudy eyes once again. Leon smirked at you, nodding. It clicked in your head, it was taking over him and he’s attempting to spread it. Leon reached down, brushing the hair from your face as you blinked up at him.
Leons hands moved from your face to his groin, pushing at his belt. His fingers were so shaky as he tugged at the belt. Your hands reached up, brushing over his shaking hands as you unbuckled the belt for him. A satisfied moan leaving his lips. Your fingers quickly worked at unbuttoning his pants. Leon’s eyes rolled as he pushed your hands away.
“You’re to slow. You should be eager to be receive such an amazing gift, why aren’t you more fucking grateful?”
He was basically yelling, your eyes squeezing shut as you nodded. Leon groaned as he shoved his boxers down, his hand wrapping around his length before his other hand reached down smacking at your cheek again.
“Did I say close your eyes? Look at me.”
Leon demanded as he stroked himself. You just sat there, you knees aching from the hardwood floor but who gives a fuck. You were basically drooling at the way Leon’s arm flexed as he got himself off, and the way the lump in his throat bobbed trying to hold back his moans. You didn’t fight him anymore because you wanted this, the sexual tension between you and Leon has been to much for years. The way you’ve caught him looking at you, his eyes are and were always on you.
Your eyes were hooded, so full of lust. Leon’s gaze finally met yours again, he mumbled something under his breath before he yelled out again, grabbing at the wall above you. His hand forming into a fist against the wood before he stood once again, shaking his head, his forehead slightly slick from sweat as his index and pointer finger tapped your lips.
“Open.”
His voice was much deeper, groggy, like he sounds when he just wakes up and calls you almost every morning to talk about anything. Your mouth opened, making a wide smile spread across his face as he leaned forward, his cock pushing past your lips.
You didn’t even have time to blink before his pelvis hit your nose, your eyes filling with tears as you looked up at him. He was so fucking beautiful, a deep moan from his chest leaving his lips as his hips jolted against your mouth. Your hand reached up tapping at his arm, causing an annoyed grunt to leave his lips as he looked down at you. He laughed at you as he pulled himself half way out your mouth before pushing himself back into your throat. Another hearty moan leaving his lips.
You gave up trying to let him know it was to much, tears trickling down your face as he fucked your throat, but it felt so fucking good. Your hand reaching down to press against your panties, your thighs squeezing against your hand as Leons sped slowed.
“I love watching you take my cock, look at you. Such a good fucking bitch. You want it in your veins, huh?”
Leon spoke down to you, his teeth flashing you a quick smile as he watched his cock push past your lips once more. Leon gripped at your hair, his face twisting as hot strings of cum shot down your throat, your eyes squeezing shut at the feeling of his warmth painting your throat. You coughed around him as he pulled his cock from your mouth. You gasped for breath as you coughed once again, his hand grabbing at your neck before he lifted you up.
“What did I tell you? You should’ve swallowed that before I lifted you from the ground..”
Leon growled in your ear as you nodded, swallowing his sweet taste. You knew you’d crave it again, the way it went so smoothly down your throat.
His hands held at your cheeks wiping your tears away, his thumb running over your puffy lips.
“Don’t cry, be glad out of all people I picked you..”
Leon whispered before letting you go, pushing you into the wall as he pulled his pants back up, struggling yet again to tighten his belt. And he barely did it before he let out a yell of pain. Your face scrunched in fear hoping he wasn’t going to die in front of you. He stumbled away from you grabbing at the chair in the middle of the room, before he fell to his knees, his hand grabbing at his chest.
You immediately ran to him, your hand touching at his upper back. You noticed the pattern of his breathing calmed, his head turning.
“Y/N?”
He mumbled before grabbing at the chair to stand. You held at his arm to help him and he allowed you too. His gaze turned to you, the veins on his body still prominent but his eyes softer. Your hands reached up to push the hair from his eyes as you sighed in relief nodding at him.
Leon stared at you with wonder, letting you wipe the sweat away from his face before his hands reached up, his fingers tracing over the red splotching on your cheeks before a smirk appeared on his face, even with the thick veins covering his face you saw the deep red spread across his cheeks.
“I thought I was dreaming..”
Leon couldn’t help but laugh as he looked over at the wall the two of you were at. You smacked his arm, rolling your eyes as you grabbed the knife he threw from your hand. He was aware? He knew what he was doing?
Leon cleared his throat as he waited for you to turn to him. He could tell you were slightly annoyed as you turned back to him.
“If it helps, the only reason I stopped fighting back was because the only thing keeping me sane was the view of my cock in your mouth..”
Leon mumbled, watching your cheeks glow red before you pushed passed him.
“Shut the fuck up, Let’s go.”
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dommedahlia · 7 months
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a little bit more about me and this blog..
(a anon emoji list will be added soon)
about me
i don’t send nudes, and if you wanna sext with me, i only do it for money. suggestive and flirty asks are okay tho. if you wanna sext with me, or have any questions about that, feel free to send me an ask or dm about it. any other types of dms not involving sexting are welcome tho. (if i happen to dm you with a intention of sexting, i of course don’t want anything for that.)
i don’t respond to most of my dms, but you can always keep trying.
my name is dahlia, but you may also call me dahl. (if i get to know you a little bit better, lia will also be fine.)
i speak german, english and french.
i‘m 25 years old.
my birthday is january 12th.
i’m a cis woman.
i‘m black.
switch with a massive dom lean.
i‘m bisexual and i have tiny preference for men.
kinks/limits
kinks: degradation, praise, humiliation, edging, overstimulation, lactation, biting, bondage, scratching, dacryphilia, orgasm denial, ruined orgasm, impact play, extremely light knife play, pet play, primal play, dirty talk, objectification, temperature play, feminization, choking, light somnophilia, cock stepping, chastity, light spit kink, creampies (without pregnancy), collaring
unsure: abdl, age play, food play, corruption kink
limits: free use, rape(-baits)/non-consensual sex, extreme knife play, piss-kink, hard sadism(going as far as breaking bones, etc.), owner/slave lifestyle, scat, vore
rules
if you’re homophobic, transphobic, racist, a satanist or fetishize body fat, don’t interact with this blog.
have your age on a pinned post or in your bio. otherwise, you will be blocked.
if you’re a minor, don’t interact with my blog at all, please. so that means; no liking my posts, no reblogging my posts, no dming me, no commenting on my posts and no sending me asks!
ko-fi info
donate to me here or buy sexting sessions
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kaylaz-world-00 · 5 months
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Anon: Hi! I looked up and saw that you're writing for Bullfrog from Captain Laserhawk! Can I request an enemies to lovers oneshot with bullfrog, Like the reader is working with the government of Eden so they're against them. And they are fighting in a roof and in a moment they stare in each other's eyes before the reader jumps away flustered. Can you keep it as Gender-natural/female? Sorry if it's confusing (English is not my first language-), you can ignore this if you want :)
A/N: Aww, an enemies to lovers one-shot? Cool. But it's a really big deal to write because of the concept and build up so... I dunno if I can work with this scenerio in one go lol. I'll try to work it out for you :)
This also might not be what you asked for. But I like it 0w0. Hope you will too!
Bullfrog x h!reader
Warnings: lots of blood, violence, etc.
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Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64
Btw does anyone want to be in the tag list?
Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~
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Do you know what it means to come face to face with death? Or how dangerous is a moment of distraction?
The dead bodies of their friends lay along the corridor. There was no one around, just you and him. It was as if time had stopped for the two of you. You were alert, you were tense. Your gun was pointed right at him. You were both waiting for the other one's move. Yes... but why aren't you moving yet? You can shoot straight his head. Easy kill... But you saw what he was capable of with your own eyes. He can literally doge bullets. But he looks a bit tired with how heavily he brraths... Maybe you have a chance to get him this time. But... why hasn't he moved yet? Maybe he was waiting for the same reason as you. Which you don't know what.
Your eyes were on his honey colored ones, what was surprising was that there was no hatred or aggression. He was just doing his job, like you. But you could sense the hatred towards Eden underneath his hidden emotions and expressions, like burning flames of fire.
Just for a second, just a second, you were distracted by the voices of other soldiers behind you. This shouldn't happened. But you did, when you turned your eyes back to him again, you were face to face, your eyes widen. He was so close you could see his blade glisten in the light, you could feel his heavhy breathing, mere seconds before you are sliced under his blades like nothing just like them. Oh, no, you are not going to die today. You refuse. Especially against him. You acted in an unexpected manner maybe instincs or maybe just hate and held your hand up so the knife could stab your hand instead of your head. You both lost your balance and fell to the ground. Unfortunatally you lost the grip of your gun, it scattered away.
You grunt, gritting your teeth, stubborn to not show any weakness. His knife forced even deeper in your palm. He was on top of you, gaving him the upper hand, but not today you refused to die. He tried to apply more pressure and force the knife in your throat, but you didn't let him and force back. You didn't even want to talk about how much it hurted. How much it damaged your ego. He only pressure one hand to cause you to fall? Only in one move? While you were trying to push him with both hands? You can't let this happen. You didn't care about the blood flowing from your hand to your chest. Neither of you took your eyes off each other even for a second. Yours full of venom. And his... had something you can't quite put your finger on. You didn't cared at the moment anyway.
He raised the knife in his other hand and tried to stab you once again head again. Is all the assassins this stubborn to kill? You blocked it with your other hand, you held it in a scream. Blood was flowing from both of your hands and to the ground, his bloody knives almost pressing on your skin. You were pushing him with all the energy you could muster, but you were losing. In that moment his knifes pressed dangeriously close to your skin, hou saw something in his eyes, it flashed only for a second. Sadness? Sympathy? Regret? You didn't know, but it left as quickly as it came.
But something happend you were quite confuse about... he stopped trying to force his blades in. But he didn't stop using pressure to let you escape. "You are a good opponent, madame. S'il te plaît, pardonne-moi. But I need to do my job."
With his words your face hardened. You spatted out, hatred boiling inside you, "I'll drag you to deepest pits of hell with me."
He seemed caught of guard but not too surprised with what you said. He couldn't help but slip a sad smile. But before he could do anything else, his attention forcefully pulled at your fellow soldiers that came crashing in and opened fire. His expression changed to something you can finally understand. Something serious, with a bit of an annoyance and exhustion. You can still see his sharp and focused eyes staring dagres at your probably soon gonna be corpe friends.
You tried to not scream in pain as he pulled his knives off of your hands. By the way, they almost shot you in their fire, what a friend! In your pain you quickly rolled and escaped, while he was already on his way, looking like a fierce sharp bullet on his own as he dodged and sliced their fires. He was like a killing machine. He was the type you hated the most. The type that knows what they are doing but don't even have a clue. Eden teached you everything you need to know. Show you things only they can. Helped you while you had no one else to do so. And you are not gonna let a frog get in your way for your progress. If you were good enough you could be on the top, finally living your life, your dreams with working with Eden's best soldiers. You are not gonna give up your loyalty, and you are most definetly not gonna give up your dream of helping to change this fucked up world.
You picked up a gun from a dead soldiar and rushed away. Even though you were injuried you will do your job. So, you hide and waited calmly. Your breathing not stable, you lost a lot of blood and your hands were shaking but when you saw him again you are not gonna hessitate to shoot him this time.
And when you did finally saw him he was covered in blood and had a pained face holding his side. He was hardly walking. Perfect. He was about to exist the building from the window but you stopped him. "Halt and raise your hands." You growled. He glance back at you, he seemed to be in no mood, and shook his head, "Leave me alone, madame. I'm not going to fight you. You're injured." What a fucker.
"Too bad. So you are! And I'm not joking."
He observed your shaking hands and unfocused eyes, you were so slightly panthing, "You need intense care and rest. Go back inside." He made a move to turn around but you shot next to the wall near him.
"Maybe, but I will not abonden my job to help a terrorist escape."
His expression soured, "Oui. Of course." He sighed his grip slowly loosning from his side.
You glared and blinked your vision a bit bluring, "Do not make any sudden moves." You breathed deeply. "I am serious I fucking-" Your sentence caught in your throat when your gun went flying off of your hands, before you can even act you find yourself went flying back to the wall, you grunted when your body harshly made contact with it as you hang on it. You glanced up with a hazzy vision seeing a blade grabing you by your clothing, pinning you to the wall.
You huffed in anger and glared at him. He stood panthing, "I'm not fighting with you." And like that he jumped out of the window.
Of course he insist on that. He is injured.
You didn't had any energy in you to free yourself from it as you were left growling in anger, "I hate that frog."
You want to be the one to kill him with your own bare hands.
And you finally got the chance after all that time of waiting your hands to be healed because of that asshole. You gained both in your palm a huge scar because of him. But that just made you pushed your hardest, to even more far past to your limits. Everytime you look down at your hands just made your anger boil harder inside your veins. You never stopped working out even with your arms still hurting, still haven't healed, still flesh. It made the process of them healing harder with every punch you did with them deawing blood everytime. But it was worth it in the end. You know it.
You saw it in his eyes, you knew that you finally win when you pin him to the ground on one of the roofs, that when you kill him you are gonna leave his body to rot and his corpe will be here to be quickly forgotten. But would this actually count as winning? When he gave up and just layed down like that? Staring up at you with nothing but... something you couldn't quite tell. His blood on the cold concrete slowly growing. He is not doing anything, his breath slowly slowing down. And you are not doing anything, only staring down at him, pinning him, a blade in hand, ready to finish.
You wanted to word all your thoughts, pour down all your anger on him, kill him with one move like he did to your friends without any mercy. But you didn't, you couldn't... not after what he told you, all that things about Eden. Not after what he SHOWED you with one of his bubbles.
Why is he showing you mercy now?! How could he even ask you to come to his side?! You were angry, mad... but maybe it wasn't all towards him... You growled and screamed as you sliced your blade in.
Your tears slowly landing on his cold face. You clenched your eyes shut as you slowly let him go.
You shook your head, "All the things I've been told, shown, my believes and hopes.... were just lies." You wiped your tears away.
You reached your hand when his eyes landed to you before giving a good glance at the blade next to his head, forced right through the concrade with good strength.
He took your hand in his and you helped him up. What are you even doing? You don't know anymore. The only thing you were sure of... that you fucking want to kill them all.
"I am not going to say sorry for jumping on you like that, you should have known better before trying to reason with me without fighting back." What he showed you in the end was the final thing for your belifes to crash like a mirror infront of you and scattered away in the breeze like nothing.
He breathlessly laughed clutching his shoulder, "I know but I didn't regret it. And I am happy I didn't."
"Think this as a get back for my hands." You scoffed.
He hissed, "Oui...." his face pained and it wasn't because of his wounds.
You quickly get back to the topic in hand, remembering what he asked you, "I will help. But not to you. I am doing this... for myself. I am not gonna let them ruin this world even more." You glanced at the dark sky.
Bullfrog closed his eyes at that and hummed.
He said something that caught you surpise, "Then will you work with me to save people? Even if it means the people you are working for, the ones you promised to give your life to accusing you for being a terrorist? You don't nececerly need to help me. Help the people in need." He tilted his head.
You stared at him, "Haven't we already agree? The moment I choose to not kill you? Or maybe it was you." You chuckled dryly, "I have been working all my life with wrong people. I will not made the same mistake again. All the kids that suffered because of them, because of me... I'm ready to give up my life if it means to save the kids this time." He softly smiled at that.
You looked away, "I always wanted to die as a hero." You breath out, "I guess I can't be the 'hero' everytime."
He reached out and grabbed your hand, you didn't react, you didn't push him away, but what he said caused you to cleanch his hand back. "What inside you is so pure, mon ami. You will always be the hero. Don't let your hatered blind you."
You chuckled, "So, I've been told countless times from a frog. Looks just like you too."
You both tiredly laugh at that.
You shook your head in disbeliefe. Just a few hours ago you were hating his guts and now... you actually saw who he actually was. And you find it nice. You finally found something in life to be worth to fight for.
"Will you be able to walk back?"
He smirked up at you, "What? I thought you said you didn't care?"
"Forget what I said. I am just returning your kindness. Let me help you. I did this after all."
His eyes softened and his hand loosely gripped your hand back, "I appreciate the help." At that second you find yourself finally understanding what his eyes meant. The countless times he looked at you just the same. Fondness. You don't even remember anyone ever looked at you that way. Your eyes softened for the first time.
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narabea06 · 24 days
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Nina the Killer Headcanons [Part 2!!!]
Requested by my sibling @horror-oberon-3!! Love you sib!!! /fam
Also, here's part 1 of my Nina hcs!!
TW: Minor Mentions of Abuse + Manipulation
Nina loves using emotes, and most frequently uses ":3" and ":D" the most. She's been trying to get BEN and Toby to try using them too as well, but Toby usually only uses ":(" and the thumbs up emoji.
Nina loves taking photos of her and her friends, and will force Toby and BEN to pose with her to take more twenty photos together every time they hang out.
Nina actually was the one to cut Jeff's hair properly after the incident to give him his emo undercut. Jeff had begged her to fix it for them after seeing how Nina had finally gotten her hair to get how she wanted it.
Nina actually always wears either a onesie or a lacy nightgown to bed, depending on how cold it is. She always prefers to go to bed looking cute then anybody catch her not looking her best.
Her hair is so damaged from bleaching and dying it so much.
She’s a skater girl. She could roller skate, but she mostly has a skateboard she likes to use.
She watched Invader Zim as a kid, and still has a bunch of pins and posters of it.
Nina has lots of stims, mainly ones of her jumping, stomping, humming, patting her knees, and chewing on stuff.
She’s a dog person, and has been trying to get Mary to get one.
She's a great pickpocket, and loves to steal stuff from people. Nina will collect pins, comics, jewelry, bottle tabs, etc, and sometimes she will straight up steal stuff that she thinks are too cool to leave.
She is a BIG Sanrio fan. Chris was too, and his favorite character was Keropi, while hers was Kirumi.
They’re a big sweet tooth. She would rather desserts be something way too sweet, than have any dessert taste bitter. They love chewing gum, but they only like fruity flavored gum. Therefore, she hates dark chocolate and mint flavored food.
She has a locket with a picture of her and Chris that she made.
Despite Chris being Michelle’s favorite, Nina could never hate him, though she was pretty bitter about the situation for a few years.
Nina had a huge crush on Jeff for a bit in highschool after her and Clockwork broke up, which was also how Jeff was also able to manipulate her so easily.
Nina has a tongue piercing that Jane did for her.
She sleepwalks, and has insomnia and night terrors.
Nina knows how to play the guitar because her dad taught her when she was little. She sometimes still plays it for Jane and Mary.
Nina loves Monster High, and her favorite character is Twyla.
Nina hates wearing sweaters since they always feel too itchy for her.
She actually uses a switch blade as a weapon, not a kitchen knife.
Honestly, she is terrified of spiders, like to the point where she will break down at the sight of them. One time she tried to get over the fear by forcing herself to hold a spider she found, only to immediately panic and drop it in her room at Mary’s. She hasn’t been able to find the spider since, and refused to sleep in that room afterwards. Liu, thankfully, agreed to swap rooms with her, but she still refuses to go in there.
Oftentimes, on road trips and car rides, she will fall asleep the second the car starts moving.
Her and EJ get along pretty well although they do not interact much unless Nina is staying at the refuge, or Liu is hanging out with them. She often gossips to him a lot, though he doesn't quite understand.
Her favorite subject in highschool was chemistry, a class which she took with Cody.
Nina always answers the phone, no matter where she is or what she's doing. She will drop everything to make sure somebody doesn't think she's ghosting them.
Nina can play the flute, the guitar, and the trombone.
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lesbonym · 3 months
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★ Nym, They/them, autistic
★ Demisexual Nonbinary Lesbian
★ Switch (pretty easy to get me either way)
★ Lesbian NSFW or 18+ content
★ Asks are open. If you are reoccurring, you can claim an emoji
★ Taken and not interested in dating (posts tagged with 🫎 <3 are for my partner)
★ DMs are for mutuals only
★ Trans Women are women and are always welcome here
DNI or you will be blocked:
★ TERFs, Zionists, pedos, homophobes, misogynists, racists, etc.
★ Minors and ageless blogs will be blocked. I swear it is not hard to put your age in a bio/pinned post. 18+ is not valid
Kinks
★ Like: knife kink, mommy kink (titles of mommy/daddy only), bondage, mask kink, praise/degradation (good/pretty boy or handsome girl), breeding (no pregnancy), blood, worship kink, edging, possessiveness, giving and receiving strap, marking, cnc somno, some cnc
★ I'm curious about: cnc Stalking/kidnapping, light choking, cock-warming, light pet play
★ Kinks I will not interact with: intense pet play, cheating, scat, watersports/piss, feet, sexual age play, rape, vomit, pregnancy fetish, dykebreaking, detrans, sneeze, raceplay etc.
★ While I respect brats and I fully support bratty behavior, I often get frustrated when things don't go my way. I'm not built for brat taming so I don't recommend this blog for anons looking to brat.
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kaylas-world-0 · 5 months
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Hi! I looked up and saw that you're writing for Bullfrog from Captain Laserhawk! Can I request an enemies to lovers oneshot with bullfrog, Like the reader is working with the government of Eden so they're against them. And they are fighting in a roof and in a moment they stare in each other's eyes before the reader jumps away flustered. Can you keep it as Gender-natural/female? Sorry if it's confusing (English is not my first language-), you can ignore this if you want :)
A/N: Aww, an enemies to lovers one-shot? Cool. But it's a really big deal to write because of the concept and build up so... I dunno if I can work with this scenerio in one go lol. I'll try to work it out for you :)
This also might not be what you asked for. But I like it 0w0. Hope you will too!
Bullfrog x h!reader
Warnings: lots of blood, violence, etc.
Masterlist
Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64
Btw does anyone want to be in the tag list?
Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~
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The dead bodies of their friends lay along the corridor. There was no one around, just you and him. It was as if time had stopped for the two of you. You were alert, you were tense. Your gun was pointed right at him. You were both waiting for the other one's move. Yes... but why aren't you moving yet? You can shoot straight his head. Easy kill... But you saw what he was capable of with your own eyes. He can literally doge bullets. But he looks a bit tired with how heavily he brraths... Maybe you have a chance to get him this time. But... why hasn't he moved yet? Maybe he was waiting for the same reason as you. Which you don't know what.
Do you know what it means to come face to face with death? Or how dangerous is a moment of distraction?
Your eyes were on his honey colored ones, what was surprising was that there was no hatred or aggression. He was just doing his job, like you. But you could sense the hatred towards Eden underneath his hidden emotions and expressions, like burning flames of fire.
Just for a second, just a second, you were distracted by the voices of other soldiers behind you. This shouldn't happened. But you did, when you turned your eyes back to him again, you were face to face, your eyes widen. He was so close you could see his blade glisten in the light, you could feel his heavhy breathing, mere seconds before you are sliced under his blades like nothing just like them. Oh, no, you are not going to die today. You refuse. Especially against him. You acted in an unexpected manner maybe instincs or maybe just hate and held your hand up so the knife could stab your hand instead of your head. You both lost your balance and fell to the ground. Unfortunatally you lost the grip of your gun, it scattered away.
You grunt, gritting your teeth, stubborn to not show any weakness. His knife forced even deeper in your palm. He was on top of you, gaving him the upper hand, but not today you refused to die. He tried to apply more pressure and force the knife in your throat, but you didn't let him and force back. You didn't even want to talk about how much it hurted. How much it damaged your ego. He only pressure one hand to cause you to fall? Only in one move? While you were trying to push him with both hands? You can't let this happen. You didn't care about the blood flowing from your hand to your chest. Neither of you took your eyes off each other even for a second. Yours full of venom. And his... had something you can't quite put your finger on. You didn't cared at the moment anyway.
He raised the knife in his other hand and tried to stab you once again head again. Is all the assassins this stubborn to kill? You blocked it with your other hand, you held it in a scream. Blood was flowing from both of your hands and to the ground, his bloody knives almost pressing on your skin. You were pushing him with all the energy you could muster, but you were losing. In that moment his knifes pressed dangeriously close to your skin, hou saw something in his eyes, it flashed only for a second. Sadness? Sympathy? Regret? You didn't know, but it left as quickly as it came.
But something happend you were quite confuse about... he stopped trying to force his blades in. But he didn't stop using pressure to let you escape. "You are a good opponent, madame. S'il te plaît, pardonne-moi. But I need to do my job."
With his words your face hardened. You spatted out, hatred boiling inside you, "I'll drag you to deepest pits of hell with me."
He seemed caught of guard but not too surprised with what you said. He couldn't help but slip a sad smile. But before he could do anything else, his attention forcefully pulled at your fellow soldiers that came crashing in and opened fire. His expression changed to something you can finally understand. Something serious, with a bit of an annoyance and exhustion. You can still see his sharp and focused eyes staring dagres at your probably soon gonna be corpe friends.
You tried to not scream in pain as he pulled his knives off of your hands. By the way, they almost shot you in their fire, what a friend! In your pain you quickly rolled and escaped, while he was already on his way, looking like a fierce sharp bullet on his own as he dodged and sliced their fires. He was like a killing machine. He was the type you hated the most. The type that knows what they are doing but don't even have a clue. Eden teached you everything you need to know. Show you things only they can. Helped you while you had no one else to do so. And you are not gonna let a frog get in your way for your progress. If you were good enough you could be on the top, finally living your life, your dreams with working with Eden's best soldiers. You are not gonna give up your loyalty, and you are most definetly not gonna give up your dream of helping to change this fucked up world.
You picked up a gun from a dead soldiar and rushed away. Even though you were injuried you will do your job. So, you hide and waited calmly. Your breathing not stable, you lost a lot of blood and your hands were shaking but when you saw him again you are not gonna hessitate to shoot him this time.
And when you did finally saw him he was covered in blood and had a pained face holding his side. He was hardly walking. Perfect. He was about to exist the building from the window but you stopped him. "Halt and raise your hands." You growled. He glance back at you, he seemed to be in no mood, and shook his head, "Leave me alone, madame. I'm not going to fight you. You're injured." What a fucker.
"Too bad. So you are! And I'm not joking."
He observed your shaking hands and unfocused eyes, you were so slightly panthing, "You need intense care and rest. Go back inside." He made a move to turn around but you shot next to the wall near him.
"Maybe, but I will not abonden my job to help a terrorist escape."
His expression soured, "Oui. Of course." He sighed his grip slowly loosning from his side.
You glared and blinked your vision a bit bluring, "Do not make any sudden moves." You breathed deeply. "I am serious I fucking-" Your sentence caught in your throat when your gun went flying off of your hands, before you can even act you find yourself went flying back to the wall, you grunted when your body harshly made contact with it as you hang on it. You glanced up with a hazzy vision seeing a blade grabing you by your clothing, pinning you to the wall.
You huffed in anger and glared at him. He stood panthing, "I'm not fighting with you." And like that he jumped out of the window.
Of course he insist on that. He is injured.
You didn't had any energy in you to free yourself from it as you were left growling in anger, "I hate that frog."
You want to be the one to kill him with your own bare hands.
And you finally got the chance after all that time of waiting your hands to be healed because of that asshole. You gained both in your palm a huge scar because of him. But that just made you pushed your hardest, to even more far past to your limits. Everytime you look down at your hands just made your anger boil harder inside your veins. You never stopped working out even with your arms still hurting, still haven't healed, still flesh. It made the process of them healing harder with every punch you did with them deawing blood everytime. But it was worth it in the end. You know it.
You saw it in his eyes, you knew that you finally win when you pin him to the ground on one of the roofs, that when you kill him you are gonna leave his body to rot and his corpe will be here to be quickly forgotten. But would this actually count as winning? When he gave up and just layed down like that? Staring up at you with nothing but... something you couldn't quite tell. His blood on the cold concrete slowly growing. He is not doing anything, his breath slowly slowing down. And you are not doing anything, only staring down at him, pinning him, a blade in hand, ready to finish.
You wanted to word all your thoughts, pour down all your anger on him, kill him with one move like he did to your friends without any mercy. But you didn't, you couldn't... not after what he told you, all that things about Eden. Not after what he SHOWED you with one of his bubbles.
Why is he showing you mercy now?! How could he even ask you to come to his side?! You were angry, mad... but maybe it wasn't all towards him... You growled and screamed as you sliced your blade in.
Your tears slowly landing on his cold face. You clenched your eyes shut as you slowly let him go.
You shook your head, "All the things I've been told, shown, my believes and hopes.... were just lies." You wiped your tears away.
You reached your hand when his eyes landed to you before giving a good glance at the blade next to his head, forced right through the concrade with good strength.
He took your hand in his and you helped him up. What are you even doing? You don't know anymore. The only thing you were sure of... that you fucking want to kill them all.
"I am not going to say sorry for jumping on you like that, you should have known better before trying to reason with me without fighting back." What he showed you in the end was the final thing for your belifes to crash like a mirror infront of you and scattered away in the breeze like nothing.
He breathlessly laughed clutching his shoulder, "I know but I didn't regret it. And I am happy I didn't."
"Think this as a get back for my hands." You scoffed.
He hissed, "Oui...." his face pained and it wasn't because of his wounds.
You quickly get back to the topic in hand, remembering what he asked you, "I will help. But not to you. I am doing this... for myself. I am not gonna let them ruin this world even more." You glanced at the dark sky.
Bullfrog closed his eyes at that and hummed.
He said something that caught you surpise, "Then will you work with me to save people? Even if it means the people you are working for, the ones you promised to give your life to accusing you for being a terrorist? You don't nececerly need to help me. Help the people in need." He tilted his head.
You stared at him, "Haven't we already agree? The moment I choose to not kill you? Or maybe it was you." You chuckled dryly, "I have been working all my life with wrong people. I will not made the same mistake again. All the kids that suffered because of them, because of me... I'm ready to give up my life if it means to save the kids this time." He softly smiled at that.
You looked away, "I always wanted to die as a hero." You breath out, "I guess I can't be the 'hero' everytime."
He reached out and grabbed your hand, you didn't react, you didn't push him away, but what he said caused you to cleanch his hand back. "What inside you is so pure, mon ami. You will always be the hero. Don't let your hatered blind you."
You chuckled, "So, I've been told countless times from a frog. Looks just like you too."
You both tiredly laugh at that.
You shook your head in disbeliefe. Just a few hours ago you were hating his guts and now... you actually saw who he actually was. And you find it nice. You finally found something in life to be worth to fight for.
"Will you be able to walk back?"
He smirked up at you, "What? I thought you said you didn't care?"
"Forget what I said. I am just returning your kindness. Let me help you. I did this after all."
His eyes softened and his hand loosely gripped your hand back, "I appreciate the help." At that second you find yourself finally understanding what his eyes meant. The countless times he looked at you just the same. Fondness. You don't even remember anyone ever looked at you that way. Your eyes softened for the first time.
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huntedhauntedhunter · 5 months
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I have TADC agere headcanons...if anyone cares (prolly not haha)
Posting on art blog because I post my agere art here sometimes, so why not headcanons and writings too?
Will be tagged properly so you can blacklist it if you want.
Age regressors: Gangle and Pomni (FT. YOU)
Caretakers: Jax (yes and I will explain more later), Ragatha, and Zooble
Grandparent who spoils the agere and helps the caretakers: Kinger
I don't have...a spot/hc for Caine yet...sorry...feel free to tell me what you think he'd be good as though, and why/how!
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���Agere Gangle: Its kind of obvious and she's not oblivious to it or in denial. She loves agere and finds it comfty and safe. She loves to draw for hours and have playdates with Pomni (she actually convinces Pomni its ok and to do it.)
I HC her caretaker as Zooble, who can be romantic or platonic! I just think Zooble would be a good caretaker for her.
📐Caretaker Zooble: Zooble is...meh about it on the surface. They don't care and they don't think they need to be so public about it. But once in the headspace, they're kind of like...a cigerette mom? Where they're sarcastic about everything, and they question almost all of your choices with a specific type of judgementalness...but they really care and if anyone (Jax) fucks with their baby, it's gonna go down.
Having Gangle as their little really opens up a protective side they didn't know they had in them. Beating the shit outta Jax becomes a more common occurence.
🤹🏻‍♀️Agere Pomni: Pomni is def in denial, and it takes a LOT of convincing from Gangle (and gentle coaxing from Ragatha telling her it's ok) to really let themselves get into it. She is very shy and anxious about it. At first she was paranoid about others finding out (namely Jax), but one Jax finds out and she becomes accustomed to...him, she really gets into. I feel Ragatha would be the best caretaker, whether platonic or romantic (altho I personally lean towards romantic!)
🔪Caretaker Ragatha: (Knife emoji is for a few reasons haha) I've seen everyone under the sun HC Ragatha as a caretaker...and so they've pretty much already said everything and I agree! Gentle, loving, sweet, but also firm and no nonsense. Her and Jax get into a LOT of fights over the littles...like, a lot. It's like watching two parents at a sports event scuffle over whose kid is better.
♟Grandpa Kinger: I HC Kinger as a grandpa figure. He isn't really a caretaker, but he spoils the littles and plays along with everyone whether he actually knows whats going on or not. Def lets them hide in his pillow fortress, whether to play in, sleep in, or be naughty and hide from their caretakers in. Teaches them about insects...plays silly games with them...etc.
🐇Caretaker Jax: OK...this one is purely for me and I have a lot amusing scenarios with Jax in which I think he'd be a fun and unique type of caretaker...So hear me out...(Since I don't see him as a caretaker for anyone in the circus, section will be xreader, sorry! I made him a caretaker for me, but if anyone does read this and enjoys it...here you go.)
It'd start with him finding out about you being an agere. And in typical Jax fashion, he would mock, berate, and tease the hell out of you every single chance he got. He would def make you cry and be paranoid, because he would go through your room and nitpick anything and everything he found.
Slowly though, and I mean SO slowly you wouldn't even notice it was happening...he would insert himself as your caretaker. Like, I'm talking he would just find amusement in teasing you and playing the part, making you upset and then saying shit like "what, aren't I a good daddy?" when he "helps" you fix the problem he caused...or sushing you by sticking a paci in your mouth, or threatening to spank you if you annoy him just a tad.
He would eventually just. Go to the playdates and sit between Zooble and Ragatha and just...start pretending he's your parent. Behind your back. You wouldn't realize he's doing this or talking about you in this way for awhile. You'd only realize it one day, when you Pomni and Gangle are having a fun competition, and you hear Jax yell at the others about how "his kids the best and gonna win", or some sports dad shit.
You don't know how to confront him, TBH...I'll let you insert how you'd personally confront him.
He's super teasing, loves having excuses to "punish" you (usually puts you in a poorly made baby jail), and acts like a mix between a deadbeat dad who only intercepts when he feels like it, and a protective dad who feels like he has to fight everyone about you being better than all the other "brats".
(Sorry the Jax part is so long, I just have lots of feelings about it...and IK the fandom would see "caretaker Jax" and laugh at how absurd that is which is fair, it's meant to be absurd! That's part of the fun and why I enjoy the idea so much.)
Anyways...yeah...that's it...just need HCs for Caine and Bubble and I'll be set....Sorry for how long this is and if you for some reason decided to read it...wow.
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welcome to my sweet darlings to my new nsfw blog for rambling! i was inspired by a few people to make this new one + was issues with my other blog.
coco. she/her. 20’s. bisexual. switch.
single & not looking for a relationship nor will i send any photos.
i follow from @lustfullyfruity / @afruityangel (backup)
old account: @yourfruityfairy
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rules:
minors/ageless & blank blogs will be blocked.
please don't dm me unless we're close and are mutuals.
ask box is open: is always open angels for asks, confessions or whatever you wish to talk about!
just let me know your age + pronouns (if you’re an anon)
you can be an (emoji) anon if you wish <3
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about me:
i’m a bi switch, usually submissive leaning but it just depends on my mood and i usually prefer women. i tend to use a lot of pet names, if you’re not comfortable with that please let me know. make sure to read my kink list or please confirm with me before starting to talk to me about a specific kink as i have both likes and dislikes.
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pet names: angel, baby, babe, bunny, love, darling & sweetheart etc
likes: women, pastels, sapphics, flirting, strawberries, cherries, wlw, flowers — tulips, coffee & sweet food.
dislikes: pushy men, degradation, being asked to send photos etc
kinks i like: praise. breeding. toys. edging. oral. biting. marking. teasing. begging. ropeplay. spanking & overstimulation.
kinks i dislike / limits: body fluid, blood, age play, major knife play, r*pe, inc*st, ddlg/mdlg. misogyny. daddy kink. heavy degradation or pain, feet & stalking etc
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i’m excited to start chatting with you all soon, please note i would prefer wlw engagement however if you are a male please don’t be a weirdo or a creep.
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prettygreenpills · 7 months
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okay, hear me out.
blood play. Brienne of Tart. Dom reader x sub bienne
aaaand I would like to take this 🪼 emoji for the requests and anon games:) thank you so much!
Oh my- let me just say, poor Brienne-
KINKTOBER day 10 | blood play - Brienne of Tart
I’m not scared
warnings: cutting, blood play, sub!brienne, dom!reader, fingering, eating out, etc.
“Lay onto the bed,” you told the high beauty and when you turned around and saw her only in her fabric bra and panties, you breathed out in satisfaction.
“What now?” Brienne asked, her voice quiet and like silk. You smiled only and turned to see her. Her sword was laying on the carpet next to the bed and you walked over there, taking it. “Y/n-“
“I am sure after the years of being a knight few cuts don’t really bother you,” you noted softly and Brienne shook her head no. Smiling at her, you turned around and started undressing as well.
“What do you want to do with my sword?” She asked you and when you looked at her, you could see some worries in her eyes.
“Not with the sword but this smaller knife,” setting the things into right positions, you showed her the knife she had hidden next to her sword and Brienne gulped.
You put the knife down to her legs and you started taking off your own dress. When you unhooked all of the strings it had and let it fall onto the floor, the knight gasped at the sight of you undressing. You took your underskirt off too and you were left only in your underwear.
“Now be a good girl for me okay?” You asked her quietly and in your underwear, you crawled up to the bed.
Brienne nodded her head and you saw how she took a deep breath. Realizing that she undressed just then, your eyes widened as they fell onto her pretty hard pink nipples.
“You look so beautiful,” you breathed out and kissed her onto one of her nipples. Brienne moaned out and tilted her head back, giving you a beautiful sight of her neck. And this was an amazing opportunity.
“Don’t get scared okay?” You warned her softly and she just hummed. You took the smaller knife you had taken out earlier and pressed it against her neck softly. Brienne gulped what you could see and you just smiled. “You look even more beautiful like this.”
“T-Thank you,” she said and from her voice you could say that she was scared. Your smile widened even more and you kissed her down on her torso, moving aside to kiss her nipples. Brienne pushed her tits out for you as she arched in her back from the feeling, so you took one of her nipples into your mouth and sucked on it softly. “Oh my-“
You smiled for yourself and let your hand trail down between her legs. You softly brushed her upper thighs, what left the strong woman all shaky under you.
With loads of kisses, somehow you made your way down, straight to her core. When you were kissing her on her pubic bone, Brienne spread opened her legs for you and one of her hands started playing with your hair while she was focusing on taking deep breaths.
“So eager,” you commented only over her behavior and a second later you started sucking on the spots on her inner thighs. Brienne moaned softly and you continued upper and more to the middle, until your lips didn’t meet with her dripping wetness.
“Please-“
Without giving her and answer, you looked up at her from between her legs. Brienne had her eyes closed and she was waiting for you what would you do. So you decided to circle your tongue around her clit, just to tease the woman a little. Along with playing with your tongue, you brought your hand between her legs and teased her entrance with one of your fingers.
“Y/n- fuck me-“ Brienne breathed out with her accent and you could swear you could feel yourself throb. Ready to give the woman what she needed, you prepared two fingers and started making your way softly inside of her, ready to bring the woman the most beautiful pleasure on the whole world.
Taking the knife with your free hand, you softly brought it to her silky skin. While you were busy working with your lips, tongue and your fingers inside of the woman, the hand with weapon peacefully waited for its time to shine.
“Oh god- Y/n-“
“Mmmmh,” you just moaned against her, sending vibrations through her whole body, hopefully bringing her a little more pleasure.
Brienne kept moaning softly and filling the room with her noises. Eating the woman out and finger-fucking her, you brought the knife to her thighs softly and then you looked up at her.
As the blonde felt the cold metal on her skin, she lifted her head up and tensed up a little bit. You just smiled, trying to calm her down and you softly slid her knife on the snowy white skin. As you did so, Brienne hissed from pain and what surprised you… she moaned.
“Oh, do we like this?” You asked her with a smile and you still moved your fingers. Hitting her walls, Brienne wasn’t able to answer you. And honestly, you didn’t really need an answer from her.
The moans were enough.
Still sliding her own weapon on her body, you were marking her and Brienne was moaning louder and louder each time you cut her. And you liked her reactions so much.
When you cut her under her boob and her body was all from blood, you threw the knife away and moved up. Licking your lips, you licked that one wound, making the woman almost scream in pleasurable pain. Then she hissed and you licked her whole wound.
Sucking on few of them, when you tasted the metal in your mouth, your eyes closed. And when your mouth was full, you pulled away and leant above Brienne’s face, waiting for her to open her mouth.
And she did so. As soon as she parted her lips, you spit her blood into her mouth and then you kissed her onto her lips.
“Oh fuck-“ Brienne hissed louder and you kissed her onto the injury after that. Then you softly pulled away and looked at her body which was decorated with few red cuts.
Your fingers were discovering every single curve of her body from the inside. You straightened in your back and settled your thumb on her clit. She let out a soft gasp and she pushed her hips up in the air just like her boobs before.
“P-please-“
“Please what darling? You’ll need to speak up for me.”
“Please fuck me- I need to cum-“ Brienne kept moaning and when you looked her into her face and found her frowning… you knew that you were about to give it to her really easily.
“You’ll cum baby, whenever you need. Just look at you how well are you taking me. Such a great girl you are-“
And how you finished your sentence with praising her, Brienne reacted.
She arched in her back, pulled her thighs together. Her mouth was opened agape even though no sound left from her mouth only heavy breathing. Her walls clenched around your fingers and warmth covered them just like when you started using your fingers on her.
“Holy fuck-“ Brienne just breathed out a little louder than before and you smiled, fingering her through the orgasm, what left her body all shaking.
“That’s it Brienne, you’re such a god girl for me, doing an amazing job,” still praising the woman through her orgasm, you swallowed. God you wanted to taste her so bad…
When Brienne let out a soft exhale, that was a sign for you that you could take your fingers out. And you did so. With that movement, Brienne exhaled softly and she kept resting on the bed. While you were licking your fingers clean, you kept watching Brienne who seemed to be too exhausted to even move.
“Oh my goodness,” she moaned softly and opened her eyes looking at you, how you were licking your fingers.
“You taste delicious.” You told her with a smile on your lips and Brienne went red in her cheeks.
“T-Thank you,” she said shyly and swallowed.
“You’re very welcome my beautiful knight.” You whispered to her and a smile widened on your lips.
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aurosoul · 8 months
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I'm having to make microvideos for work right now and I'm feeling very knife emoji about it 🔪
social media analytics revealing that 90% of people don't watch more than 10 seconds of video does NOT mean that we need to flood the internet with <10sec clips
it means that we're all chronically over & understimulated due to the fact that advertisements are inescapable!!! and that our focus is a resource that's constantly being drained by increasingly aggressive marketing campaigns!!!!
BUT. you have to make microvideos otherwise the algorithm drops you and literally no one sees what you make. maim kill destroy etc 🔪🔪🔪🔪
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